All the property looted by the Six Bandits of the Yellow River was returned to the people of the town by Zhang Yange.
The people were grateful again, and Lao Hu even told the story of Zhang Shaoxia's battle with the six bandits in a more embellished way.
Only then did the people know that this good-looking young hero was actually a disciple of Wudang Shenxian Zhang. In the eyes of ordinary people, all the people living on Wudang Mountain were gods.
There is nothing wrong with paying homage to the gods.
Seeing the people who were kneeling on their knees, Zhang Yange and Mo Shenggu helped them up together. After handling the affairs in Banshan Town, they went back to Butterfly Valley.
Zhang Wuji sat at the door and looked into the distance.
Hu Qingniu said, "Your eighth master uncle is not a reckless man, he will be fine. Besides, didn't Mo Qixia also go to help?"
"Mr. Hu, do you think my injury can be cured?" Zhang Wuji asked, looking at the valley.
Hu Qingniu did not dare to give him a definite answer to this question.
"They're back!" Zhang Wuji stood up quickly and said.
Hu Qingniu also stood up to greet him.
Mo Shenggu met Hu Qingniu for the first time, and everyone exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Mo Qi pulled Zhang Wuji and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Uncle Qi didn't come to see you more."
"It's okay, Uncle Qi." Zhang Wuji smiled.
Hu Qingniu hesitated and put his hand on Zhang Yange's wrist. When Lao Hu was bragging to him just now, he said that Zhang Yange was injured.
Hu Qingniu, who originally swore not to treat anyone else, broke the vow again.
He treated Zhang Wuji because he was curious about the Xuanming Divine Palm.
But for Zhang Yange, I just admire his character.
"Mr. Hu, isn't my eighth brother?" Mo Qi asked quickly.
"Nothing happened." Hu Qingniu replied.
Mo Qi was finally relieved. Now that he had appeared, it was hard to leave again, especially since he also felt that there were upright men in this Ming Cult.
But Mo Qi didn't want to stay in Butterfly Valley for a long time.
At night, Hu Qingniu was in a daze holding a medical book, while Mo Qi was chatting with Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Yange is giving instructions on Lao Hu's knife skills.
Hu Qingniu looked at Zhang Yange and thought how great it would have been if his sister had rescued a knight like him back then!
Lao Hu was scolded by Zhang Yange, so he went to think about it with a grimace on his face.
"The way to exert force is wrong! This move is not about stupid force, but skillful force." Zhang Yange said angrily at him.
They will leave tomorrow. Lao Hu has only mastered this set of sword skills, but he has not realized many of the wonderful things in it.
This made Zhang Yange a little anxious.
Hu Qingniu couldn't be more happy when he saw the carefree old Hu being dealt with.
Zhang Yange walked up to Hu Qingniu and said, "Old Niu, we will leave tomorrow. If you encounter any trouble, remember to let us know. After all, we are friends."
Hu Qingniu was not polite, "Absolutely. Since we are friends, can you stop calling me Lao Niu?"
"Then what should I call you? Lao Hu has been taken over by that tough guy. You don't want to call me Xiao Hu, and it's not appropriate to call you Xiao Qing. I can only call you Lao Niu." Zhang Yange laughed.
Hu Qingniu…
"Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing is good!" Old Hu became excited again after hearing this.
"Your injury has been cured. Get out of Butterfly Valley tomorrow!" Hu Qingniu said angrily to Lao Hu.
Zhang Yange glared at Lao Hu...
Lao Hu was so excited that he hurried to practice sword practice. Finally, after spending one night, Lao Hu figured out how to exert his strength.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yange and Mo Qi were going back to Wudang.
Lao Hu stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yange. "Take care!"
"Don't die." Zhang Yange said.
"Bah, bah, bah!" Lao Hu looked at him dissatisfied, "I've always wanted to ask, how many times have you learned that set of sword techniques?"
"You really want to know?" Zhang Yange asked funnyly.
"Twice?" Lao Hu asked tentatively.
Zhang Yange shook his head and Lao Hu breathed a sigh of relief.
My talent, Hu Baichuan, is pretty good. He watched it almost thirty times, and Zhang Yange learned it at least three times...
Rounding things off... everyone has similar talents!
"Mr. Hu, Wuji leaves it to you." Mo Qi said.
"Don't worry." Hu Qingniu's attitude towards Mo Qi was indifferent.
Zhang Wuji looked at the two of them with red eyes.
"Treat him well and wait until he is cured. I will take you with me the next time I do something heroic." Zhang Yange rubbed his head and said.
"Yes!" Zhang Wuji agreed seriously.
Zhang Yange clasped his fists at the Ming Cult members, and they quickly returned the salute.
The two of them came out of Butterfly Valley, and Zhang Yange said, "Brother Seven, let's compare our Qinggong?"
"Okay!" Mo Shenggu laughed.
Zhang Yange took the lead and flew out directly.
Looking at Zhang and Mo leaving, Zhang Wuji felt a little sad.
"Practice your martial arts well, kid. Your junior uncle's talent is only average. If we work hard, maybe we can catch up with him." Lao Hu just coaxed the kid.
But Zhang Wuji said ruthlessly, "Uncle Qi said that my junior uncle only needs to learn everything once. The set of sword techniques you learned, he understood the secret after watching it once..."
Lao Hu…
Hu Qingniu looked at Lao Hu's appearance and laughed.
After a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded
A dozen cavalrymen came quickly, but they quickly dismounted near Butterfly Valley.
The leader was a tall, strong man with an ordinary appearance.
"Lao Hu, are you okay?" This ordinary-looking man has an unspeakable affinity that makes people want to get close to him.
"Greetings to Uncle Hu, I am Zhu Yuanzhang, the commander-in-chief under Marshal Guo."
"Greetings, Uncle Master!" Chang Yuchun also followed.
He just wanted to see Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji felt happy and guilty when he saw Chang Yuchun.
Because of his treatment, Chang Yuchun lost forty years of his life in vain.
"Brother Chang!" Zhang Wuji shouted happily.
After everyone chatted for a while, they realized that Zhang Yange had just left.
"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't meet the Zhang Baxia you always talked about." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.
"There will be a chance in the future." Lao Hu said with a smile.
Chang Yuchun hugged Zhang Wuji and got on his horse. They were busy with military affairs and did not dare to delay. After picking up Lao Hu, they left directly.
"Let's go, we should go for treatment." Hu Qingniu said to Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji nodded in despair, turned and left...
An hour later, Zhang Yange stopped first.
Mo Shenggu finally caught up with him.
"Xiao Ba, your Qing Gong is already as good as mine." Mo Shenggu said sincerely, "If I improve my internal strength a little more, I really won't be able to catch up with you."
In order to kill the six bandits, Zhang Yange raised his ladder to the highest level.
At this time, there are really few people in the world who can beat him in Qinggong.
If you can't fight, you can run!
Zhang Yange was finally able to do this.
"Brother Seven, hurry up. I don't want to be late for our Wudang Clan's internal assessment this month," Zhang Yange said.
"You don't need to participate in this assessment. Big brother originally wanted you to set an example for those third-generation disciples, but the news of your killing of the six bandits should be reported back to Wudang.
No need to show your strength anymore!" Mo Qi said helplessly.