Master Zhu Zhao was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, waved his hands, and looked at Li Muchan intently. His eyebrows were furrowed and he didn't move. He just looked at Li Muchan and Zhong Bixuan.

The yellow shadow flashed, and Master Zhumei appeared in front of her wearing a yellow monk's robe.

Song Wenbin hurriedly greeted him: "I've met my uncle."

Master Zhumei smiled and said warmly: "No need to be polite, when did you find him?"

Song Wenbin said respectfully: "Master, just now... Zongheng and I were carrying water up the mountain. When we turned around inadvertently, we saw Zhanran."

"Well, he is such a good and alert boy." Master Zhumei nodded approvingly.

Song Wenbin was excited, but his heart was still high, and he whispered: "Uncle, Master, Zhanran, is it okay?"

Master Zhumei said warmly: "Zhanran is at a critical moment in his cultivation, so you can't disturb him. It doesn't matter."

Song Wenbin let out a long breath. At this time, Li Zongheng ran away and ran to several people, panting like an ox and sweating profusely.

Master Zhuzhao glanced at Li Zongheng, pursed his lips and chuckled: "Are you the domineering Li Zongheng? Not bad, you are indeed quite capable."

Li Zongheng scratched his head in embarrassment and asked quickly: "Master, is Zhan Ran okay?"

"It doesn't matter to him, but this girl Bixuan is worried." Master Zhuzhao said.

"Ah, Senior Sister Zhong, she...?" Li Zongheng's heart started to feel heavy again.

Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "If it wasn't serious, there would be no need for Zhanran to risk his life to send her back."

"Poof!" Li Muchan suddenly moved and spit out a blood arrow.

Master Zhumei and Master Zhuzhao hurriedly supported him and untied the belt on his back. Master Zhumei hugged Zhong Bixuan, and Master Zhuzhao looked at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan's eyes were pure and clear, and the light was dazzling.

"Zhanran, what's going on?" Master Zhuzhao asked.

Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Master, Senior Sister Zhong was hit by an arrow in the chest and her life is in danger!"

"Well, don't worry, as long as she dies, she won't die!" Master Zhu Zhao patted his shoulder and turned to look at Zhong Bixuan.

Master Zhumei untied the white cloth, took a look at the wound, and sighed: "Junior sister, let's go up and talk!"

She hugged Zhong Bixuan, Master Zhuzhao carried Li Muchan, and the four of them floated up.

Li Muchan waved his hand to Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng, smiled, and followed the two masters up the mountain.

Watching the four people disappear, Li Zongheng and Song Wenbin were extremely curious and wanted to know what happened.

Entering the main hall, Master Zhuzhao asked: "Zhanran, where are Jinsheng and the others?"

Li Muchan said: "Senior Brother Zhao and the other three are behind. I'll rush back first so as not to delay Senior Sister Zhong's injury."

"With such a serious injury, it is reasonable to think that he would have died a long time ago..." Master Zhuzhao looked at Zhong Bixuan's wounds.

Li Muchan said: "Master, I helped Senior Sister Zhong perform the crane control and oiling technique."
Chapter completed!