The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 145 Yes, I Killed It!
Listening to Yin Susu's request, Feng Ji couldn't help but lost in memory.

He remembered that in the original plot, Zhang Wuji at this time seemed to be taken away by the second elder Xuanming.

And on the day of Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday, the two elders Xuanming will also come.

He couldn't help smiling at the moment, this matter is not difficult.

As long as the two elders Xuan Ming dared to show up, he would definitely be able to save Zhang Wuji.

He was about to agree, but he suddenly saw Zhang Cuishan's expression, which seemed a little unhappy.

Feng Ji was slightly surprised, and thought to himself that this was to save his son, why is he unhappy?
But Zhang Cuishan interrupted Yin Susu suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Susu, Hall Master Feng and the others have come all the way here, they are exhausted, so don't bother them about Wuji, right?"

Yin Susu turned her head, looking at Zhang Cuishan in disbelief, "Fifth brother, you... what do you mean? That's our child?"

Zhang Cuishan looked at Feng Ji, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak.

Feng Ji smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Miss Yin, why don't you two discuss it?"

Yin Susu felt annoyed, it's rare that the Sky Eagle Sect has a master, and she couldn't ask the Wudang Sect members, why can't she ask her own family?
Without further ado, she said directly: "There is no need to discuss it, Hall Master Feng, I will leave this matter to everyone."

Feng Ji smiled and nodded: "Miss Yin, don't worry, Feng will definitely do his best to find the young master."

Yin Susu was overjoyed and thanked again and again, never mentioning that her brother was beaten by Feng Ji.

It is said that girls are outgoing, which is really true.

After having her own family, Yin Susu didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about Tianying Sect. The only thing she cared about was her children and husband.

Feng Ji saw it clearly, and immediately said: "Since that's the case, the few of us will retire first. Tomorrow is Zhenren Zhang's birthday, and I will come to pay respects later."

Yin Susu was about to nod her head when Zhang Cuishan immediately said, "Everyone has paid a visit today, it's good that you're satisfied, and you don't have to come tomorrow."

Feng Ji was taken aback, looked at Zhang Cuishan, then at Yin Susu.

Yin Susu's expression changed slightly, her mind was quick, and she immediately understood Zhang Cuishan's thoughts.

This is the Wudang sect, a decent sect as famous as Shaolin.

Tomorrow, it is uncertain whether someone will come to celebrate the birthday, if people see that people from the Sky Eagle Sect are here, it may have an impact on Wudang's reputation.

Yin Susu was unhappy in her heart, but she still respected her husband. She quickly looked at Feng Ji and said, "Master Feng, it's good to be satisfied with things like birthday greetings. Please take care of me and help me find my poor child."

Feng Ji glanced at the couple and guessed what Zhang Cuishan was thinking.

At that moment, he sneered secretly, stopped talking nonsense, cupped his fists, and said: "Okay, I will leave now."

Zhang Cuishan and his wife sent them all the way to the foot of the mountain before parting.

In terms of etiquette, it is not bad at all, polite, but there is clearly a kind of reluctance to get too close.

Feng Ji didn't care, the Wudang faction only wanted Zhang Sanfeng to give him a high look, and he didn't bother to care about the attitude of others.

If it wasn't for Yin Susu's kindness and kindness, he might not even bother to come here this time.

The most important thing for him now is to expel the Mongolian Tartars, gain luck in this world, and prepare himself for entering the next world.

Feng Ji led the crowd down the mountain, Niu boldly couldn't help but said: "This Wudang sect is really funny, we came all the way here, and sent us down without taking a bite of the meal, isn't it too unkind?"

Feng Ji scolded with a smile: "Are you short of this meal?"

Niu boldly smiled: "It's not bad for Wudang, but I feel uncomfortable."

Yin Wufu sighed from the side, and said to Feng Ji: "Master Feng, our young master doesn't seem to want to have too much to do with our Skyhawk Sect. After all, Wudang is a well-known and decent family. Let's take it for the sake of the young lady. Bar."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I don't care, if it wasn't for Miss Yin, I wouldn't even bother to come here."

Yin Wufu smiled: "Thank you for your understanding."

Feng Ji looked at the bustle at the foot of Wudang Mountain, and couldn't help saying: "This is the territory of the Wudang Sect. If we want to find someone, it may not be as efficient as the Wudang Sect. Niu Bold, are there any people from our Tianying Sect in Hubei? ?”

"It seems that the brothers of the Snake Altar are nearby."

"Let's go, go to the Divine Snake Altar."

At that moment, Feng Ji and his party diverted to the entrance of the Divine Snake Altar, and they had already arrived at the Divine Snake Altar in the afternoon.

The owner of the Divine Snake Altar, surnamed Feng, is called Feng Changwu, and he is a big man in his forties.

Seeing Feng Ji and the others, Feng Changwu put his posture very low, and stepped forward to greet him with cupped fists: "My subordinate, Feng Changwu, pay homage to Hall Master Feng."

Feng Ji's current reputation is extremely famous in the Jianghu, and everyone knows that there is such a "bloody hand Rentu" in the Tianying Sect.

And the brothers in the church are even more convinced by Feng Ji.

After all, Feng Ji's position as the hall master was won by defeating King Yin Ye with real swords and guns.

Even the leader personally came to ask for responsibility, but Feng Ji took care of it, and even the leader had to admit his position as the hall leader.

Feng Changwu naturally didn't dare to show off in front of Feng Ji.

And Yin Wufu, Yin Wushou and others beside Feng Ji are even servants of the leader, and Feng Changwu dare not offend.

"Master Feng Tan, I was entrusted by Miss Yin to look for his son. How many people do you have here?" Feng Ji asked.

"There are always 2 to [-] people." Feng Tan said.

Feng Ji nodded: "I tell you to go on, let everyone stop what you are doing first, and find the young lady's son first."

At the end, he added: "The murderer who kidnapped the young lady's son has good martial arts skills, and he should be near Wudang Mountain. If you find anything suspicious, don't startle the snake, just come and inform me."

"Yes, Hall Master Feng."

At that moment, Feng Changwu ordered his subordinates to spread out their hands and search everywhere for Zhang Wuji's whereabouts.

It was not until the next morning that Feng Changwu found the clue and rushed to report it.

"Master Feng, there is news."

Feng Ji, Yin Wufu, and Yin Wulu looked at each other, and Feng Changwu hurriedly said: "A brother saw a Mongolian cavalry at the foot of Wudang Mountain this morning. One of them was wearing Mongolian armor, but he was holding a horse on his back. A child of about ten years old."

"Is it a boy?" Feng Ji asked.

"That's right, the child's mouth was gagged, and it seemed that his acupuncture points had been tapped."

"Where are the people?"

"When they reached the foot of Wudang Mountain, they dispersed, and the man took the child up Wudang Mountain."

Yin Wufu was greatly surprised, and asked: "Nine times out of ten, the child is the young master, but why did the enemy take the young master to Wudang Mountain? That is the territory of the Wudang sect, so he is not afraid of the Wudang sect making trouble?"

"Yeah, isn't this asking for death?" Yin Wulu was also surprised.

Feng Ji understood, however, that today the Wudang faction is incapable of making trouble for others.

Feng Ji got up and asked, "Is there any brother following?"

"Have!"

"lead the way!"

"Yes!"

Everyone immediately followed Feng Changwu, all the way to the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Feng Changwu went up the mountain according to the marks left by his disciples.

This mountain road is not the main entrance mountain road, but a small road, winding and rugged, it is extremely difficult to climb the mountain if one does not have a good light-weight kung fu.

When he climbed halfway up the mountain, Feng Changwu's face suddenly changed slightly, and he said anxiously: "The mark disappeared."

Feng Ji frowned, glanced around, and suddenly saw signs of broken trees not far ahead, and immediately came to the collapsed grass.

But there was a dead body lying in the green grass.

The corpse was stiff all over, and the surface was actually covered with a layer of frost!
Feng Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, at this time Yin Wufu and the others rushed over.

When Feng Changwu saw the corpse, his expression changed drastically, showing grief and indignation, and said sadly: "It's my disciple! It seems that the enemy has discovered it."

Yin Wufu stepped forward, untied the corpse's chest, and checked the injuries.

Just looking at it, I couldn't help but change my face slightly: "What a powerful palm!"

But he saw that there was a black and blue handprint on the ribs on the left side of the chest of the corpse.

Near the handprints, frost spread all over!
"Brother, what kind of palm is this? It's so vicious." Yin Wulu asked in surprise.

Yin Wufu couldn't help shaking his head, even though he was over 50 years old and had been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, he still didn't know this palm technique.

"It's a bit like the icy palm of the Mingjiao's Green Winged Bat King..." Yin Wufu guessed.

Yin Wulu turned pale with shock: "Mingjiao Blue Winged Bat King? Could it be... are they still resenting their master for betraying Mingjiao and creating their own Skyhawk Sect?"

"It shouldn't be. If you want to trouble the master, you have come to find it long ago. Why are you embarrassing a little boy now?"

Yin Wufu also couldn't figure it out, and said: "The four great kings of Mingjiao have high martial arts skills. Although they have eccentric personalities, they can all be regarded as upright men, so they wouldn't attack a child."

The two analyzed for a while, but they couldn't analyze anything, they were just worried.

Judging from this palm strength, the enemy seemed to be very strong. They asked themselves, probably they were not the enemy's opponent.

All eyes were on Feng Ji at the moment. Among the people present, only Hall Master Feng might have the power to fight.

Feng Ji smiled: "Don't guess, I know who it is."

Suddenly everyone was surprised, Yin Wufu couldn't help but said: "Master Feng recognized the origin of this palm print?"

He was a little surprised. Although Feng Ji was good at martial arts, he didn't look very old. How could he have more knowledge than the old people like himself?

Feng Ji nodded, looked at the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, and said, "This is the Xuanming Divine Palm."

Yin Wufu and the others were at a loss again, obviously they had never heard of this palm technique.

Feng Ji didn't explain much, and said: "Let's go, that person has probably reached the Golden Summit of Wudang."

Everyone was puzzled, Feng Changwu couldn't help but said: "What is that man going to Wudang Golden Summit for?"

Feng Ji smiled: "What else can I do? He arrested Miss Yin's child, of course to press Miss Yin for the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Saber."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their expressions suddenly became dignified.

"Using a child as a bargaining chip is not what the righteous way is doing."

"Hmph, those righteous people who keep talking about the morality of the world, what kind of good do you think?"

The altar master Feng couldn't help nodding: "Exactly, that day when we and our cousin Tianshi were on the east coast of Zhedong, when we met Miss, a disciple of the beggar gang attacked and captured the young master. If it weren't for Wudang Yu Erxia's kung fu Saved the young master with a sword, I'm afraid..."

"Hmph, these bastards from the Beggar Gang have really lost the prestige of the heroine Huang Rong a hundred years ago."

Feng Ji interrupted their conversation and said: "Put the corpse on your back and go to Jinding. The man must have hidden there."

At that moment, Feng Changwu carried the corpse on his back, and everyone quickly climbed to the Golden Summit of Wudang.

It's just that before reaching the Golden Dome, I vaguely saw many people standing on the Golden Dome.

But these people are not wearing the clothes of the Wudang sect, but from different sects.

Among them are men and women, old people and young people.

"Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, Huashan... Hey, the five major sects gathered in Wudang?" Feng Changwu was surprised.

Yin Wufu said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid something big will happen, even the giant whale gang, Haisha faction, Shenquan sect, and Wushan faction are here!"

Everyone looked, in addition to the five major factions, there are actually many small sects here.

Feng Ji said in a deep voice, "Go, go and have a look."

He knew that a good show was about to be staged, and whether he could save Yin Susu and his wife depended on what happened next.

At that moment, the three of them mixed into the crowd and looked into the house.

But saw the leaders of various sects gathered in Wudang, above the inner hall, Zhang Sanfeng was wearing a long robe, his eyebrows and beards were white.

In the hall, the Wudang Seven Heroes, except Yu Daiyan, who was seriously injured and never showed up, were all there.

Zhang Cuishan was also among them at this time, but Yin Susu was not seen.

But seeing the Wudang faction, a man who is not tall but has a strong body said: "Seniors, distinguished friends, today is the [-]th birthday of the teacher, and everyone in Wudang is honored to be here."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then said: "My junior brother Cuishan has been away for ten years, and he will return today. What happened to him in the past ten years, he has not had time to share with his teacher, and today is the day of his teacher's great joy. If Talking about grievances and grievances in martial arts, it is unavoidable to be hurtful. Since you are here to celebrate your birthday, it is out of good intentions, I believe that you are definitely not here to make trouble."

Feng Ji nodded secretly among the crowd, this person spoke with a certain poise.

Its purpose is also obvious, it is to block the mouths of everyone with Huatou first, and declare first, today is the day of Wudang's great joy, if anyone brings up the grievances of Jianghu, it is deliberately against Wudang.

You must know that Shaolin Wudang ranks first in the martial arts world, followed by Emei Kunlun.

No matter which faction is present, if they stand alone against the Wudang faction, they must be cautious.

So everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but look at Shaolin.

Right now it seems that only the Shaolin faction can stand up and take the lead.

It's just that there are thousands of people in the world, and there are always fools.

I saw a person from the Kunlun faction stand up and shouted: "Zhang Sixia, you don't have to keep your words in your head. We are not doing dark things, open the skylight and speak brightly. This time, everyone is going up the mountain. Firstly, it is for Zhenren Zhang. Happy birthday, secondly, I want to ask Xie Xun about the whereabouts of that dog thief!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously looked at this person.

Feng Ji also looked over, and immediately sneered.

It turned out that this person was an acquaintance, and he was actually Xi Huazi of the Kunlun School!

Feng Ji still remembered that he fought with him at sea, when Xi Huazi relied on his internal strength to break Feng Ji's horizontal training with his fast sword.

However, one arm was also broken by Feng Jisheng.

Looking at him dancing around now, it seems that his arm injury has recovered.

It has to be said that in the world of martial arts, people with internal strength recover faster than ordinary people from injuries.

As soon as Xihuazi spoke, the crowd applauded.

Only He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun School, looked ugly, and cast a gloomy glance at Xi Huazi.

Xihuazi was so overwhelmed by everyone's applause, he didn't notice the face of the master at all.

It was Wei Siniang, a female disciple of the Kunlun School beside him, who noticed this and quickly pulled Laxi Huazi.

Xihuazi asked in confusion, "What are you pulling me for?"

Wei Siniang sighed, she didn't want to say anything, she was just secretly annoyed, this Xi Huazi was extremely stupid.

Following Xihuazi's opening, some people from other factions also booed in the crowd.

"The heroes of the Kunlun faction said it well, we are here to inquire about Xie Xun's whereabouts!"

"Zhang Cuishan, if you are still a man, stand up!"

"The Wudang sect is as famous as Shaolin, so it won't be in the same rank as the devil's sect, right?"

……

Those people's words became more and more ugly. On the Wudang faction side, Mo Shenggu had the most violent temper.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily: "Okay, it turns out that your birthday celebration is fake, but you have hidden your weapons long ago, and you want to make things difficult for me, right?"

When he got angry, the heroes were afraid of Wudang's prestige, and whispered to each other.

Xi Huazi spoke again, and shouted: "Who has hidden the weapon? Stop spitting blood!"

Without further ado, Mo Shenggu flashed his figure suddenly, pointed out with one hand, and suddenly there was a puff, the belts of several people in the Jianghu suddenly snapped, and there was only a loud crash, and a weapon really fell out.

The expressions of all the people present changed drastically.

Seeing this, Xi Huazi raised his head again and shouted: "That's right, if Zhang Wuxia refuses to tell the villain Xie Xun's whereabouts, and insists on forcing everyone to wield their swords, there is no other way!"

When everyone in Wudang heard the words, they were all furious.

As soon as he was about to make a move, the leader of the Shaolin faction who had been silent all this time suddenly stood up.

"Amitabha, fists and feet have no eyes, that's not everyone's intention. Zhang Wuxia, if you don't want Wudang to be the target of public criticism, please tell the truth about Xie Xun's whereabouts."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cuishan had no choice but to come forward.

He was about to stand up, but saw his master Zhang Sanfeng get up first, and asked: "The three eminent monks also want to embarrass me Wudang?"

Master Kongwen shook his head and said: "Real Master Zhang, according to the seniority of the poor monk, they are all your descendants. Apart from birthday worship, there should be no other things to mention today. But the poor monk is the head of the Shaolin sect, so there are some things that are not allowed. If you don’t come out, you have to make it clear.”

Instead of looking at Zhang Sanfeng, he looked at Zhang Cuishan and said, "Zhang Wuxia, the poor monk has two things to ask you. First, Zhang Wuxia killed my Shaolin Longmen Escort with 71 mouths and killed Shaolin monk six." People, how should the lives of these 71 people be ended?"

"Second thing, my senior brother Kong Jian master, who was merciful and virtuous all his life, never contending with others, was tragically killed by the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun. I heard that Zhang Wuxia knows the whereabouts of that Xie, so I ask Zhang Wuxia to enlighten me."

Seeing this scene, Feng Ji secretly sneered in his heart.

Shaolin Bald Lv was really merciful, he still asked Xie Xun's whereabouts at the beginning.

When Zhang Sanfeng came forward, he made a fuss about Longmen Escort Bureau and Kong Jianzhi's death.

Zhang Sanfeng's generation of masters, if they are strong, they may not be Zhang Sanfeng's opponents.

But if it is reasonable, Zhang Cuishan is indeed wrong, and Zhang Sanfeng can't explain it clearly.

Because although Zhang Cuishan did not destroy the Longmen Escort Bureau, it was his wife Yin Susu who did it.

After all the calculations of this matter, it still has to be counted on their family.

As for Xie Xun's whereabouts, he really knew, but he couldn't tell.

So there is no solution at all.

Zhang Cuishan opened his mouth, and could only say: "The lives of the 71 members of the Longmen Security Bureau were definitely not the actions of the juniors. As for the murderer... the juniors know about it, but they don't want to say it."

"As for the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, he has acquaintance with the younger generation eight times. Although the younger generation knows it, since the two of us are married to Jinlan, we can't betray my brother..."

As soon as he said this, the heroes were furious.

Immediately, someone scolded angrily: "Being in friendship with the people of the Devil's Sect, you will be willing to fall!"

"Hmph, more than that, he also married a demon girl, a disciple of the Wudang sect, is that how he cultivates Taoism?"

"Hey, the demon girl's bed kung fu is so good that even Wudang heroes can't stand being seduced, hehe..."

For a moment, the heroes sneered and ridiculed, and their words were extremely ugly.

In the crowd, Yin Wufu, Yin Wulu and others all looked ugly and clenched their fists.

These people insulted the young lady, and they were naturally angry.

Feng Changwu was also furious, and thought to himself: "Everyone says we are a demon cult, what the hell, they take advantage of Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday, come to persecute him, are they considered heroes? Pooh."

Seeing that Wudang's prestige was about to be insulted, Zhang Cuishan also became anxious, but he knew he was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.

But at this moment, a loud laugh was heard from the crowd.

"Hahahaha, the five major sects gathered in Wudang, took advantage of Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday to make trouble, and hid their weapons. Is this a decent sect? I don't think so."

Everyone was startled and turned their heads one after another, trying to find out who spoke.

When everyone turned around, they saw Feng Ji, who was tall and burly, leading the three of Yin Wufu, striding towards the Zhenwu Hall!

"who are they?"

"Which faction? Why are you singing the opposite tune here?"

"Look at their cuffs, they are members of the Skyhawk Sect!"

"What! People from the Demon Cult?"

"How dare you, demon cultist, how dare you come here!"

"Wait, isn't the Wudang faction already in collusion with the Demon Sect?"

"Oops, this time the Wudang faction colluded with the Demon Sect, so there won't be an ambush?"

……

The faces of all the people present changed slightly, and they looked at the Wudang faction with strange eyes.

Everyone in the Wudang faction was even more amazed, and subconsciously looked at Zhang Cuishan.

Zhang Cuishan's face changed slightly, and he was a little caught off guard. He quickly looked at Feng Ji and said, "Master Feng, didn't you tell you not to come yesterday?"

In his words, there was even a hint of blame.

A trace of disdain flashed in Feng Ji's eyes, and he said lightly: "Zhang Wuxia, I don't want to show up. If someone didn't insult my teacher and Miss Yin in front of me, I wouldn't bother. When I was a son, I discovered that the murderer was on Wudang Mountain, so I climbed the mountain."

"What! Wuji is on the mountain?" Zhang Cuishan was overjoyed, and immediately looked around.

It's just that there are hundreds of people here, where can I find Zhang Wuji?
At this time, Xihuazi recognized Feng Ji, jumped out immediately, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Cuishan, you are really shameless, and you still say that you have not colluded with the Demon Sect? This person is clearly a member of the Demon Sect!"

"Everyone, this person once killed dozens of Giant Whale Gang disciples at sea, and his methods were extremely cruel. Mrs. Jingxu, you were there that day. Take a look, is it this person?"

On the side of the Emei sect, Jingxu hadn't spoken yet, and suddenly Jingxuan exclaimed too abruptly: "It's you!"

Everyone couldn't help looking at Jingxuan, but they heard that Master Jingxuan's eyes turned red instantly, showing hatred, and stared at Feng Ji: "Blood hands are slaughtered!"

Hearing the words, Jingxu couldn't help asking quickly: "Jingxuan, what's going on?"

Jing Xuan red eyes said: "Senior sister, he is the recently notorious bloody hand massacre. When we were in Xuancheng, countless people from our factions died tragically at his hands!"

Hearing the words "Blood Hand Human Massacre", the people from the Shaolin School suddenly raised their heads, and Master Nakongwen also stared at Feng Ji.

He suddenly said: "Benefactor, I have something to ask for advice!"

Feng Ji looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

But Master Kongwen asked in a cold voice: "Dare to ask the benefactor, have you been to Langxi Shilipu more than half a month ago?"

Feng Ji immediately understood that the monk was asking Yuan Hui and those people!
He smiled: "Kong Wen, I know what you're asking, I killed those bald donkeys of Yuan Hui."

As soon as this remark came out, the Shaolin faction roared in anger!

"It's really you!"

"Demon cult monster, damn it!"

"Kill them!"

(End of this chapter)