Yin Tianzheng felt bitter in his mouth, "Why do we have to fight with each other?"
"That's right! Your Tianying Sect and Wudang are considered in-laws. Then why don't you make peace with us?" Zhou Dian said mockingly.
"Zhou Dian, please stop saying a few words!" Wei Yixiao probably understood what Yin Tianzheng meant. "The Eagle King means that even if Yang Zuoshi didn't kill Zhang Yange, he, Zhang Laodao, would have trouble with our Mingjiao."
What’s the point?”
"But who can prove that Yang Xiao did not kill Zhang Baxia?" Zhou Dian asked the most critical question.
"I was not in the Central Plains at all during this period. I was always at Guangmingding." Yang Xiao explained.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter outside the hall...
"Hahaha!" I saw a monk carrying a big bag standing at the door.
"You are still laughing when your life is on the line." Zhou Dian cursed angrily.
"Zhou Dian, I brought you good news." He said with a smile.
"You can't tell me what good news you can bring." Monk Peng was also annoyed by this guy, even though we are all monks.
"I can't say it! I can't say it!"
"I'm just wondering what good news this guy can have!" Zhou Dian said angrily.
Yin Tianzheng really felt that nothing could be done with these guys.
"I heard that Wudang Master Zhang is not dead!" As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Budai Monk.
Zhou Dian said hurriedly, "I can't say it! If you say "I can't say it" again, I will burn your broken bag today!"
"The monk's cloth bag is not afraid of water and fire!" said the monk cloth bag.
"I can't tell, please tell me what's going on." Yin Tianzheng didn't want to listen to the arguments between these two idiots, so he hurriedly asked.
"Seven days ago near Ganzhou, it was said that Zhang Baxia showed up. He personally said that his death in Banshan Town was the result of a villain's plot." It can't be said that he has some respect for Yin Tianzheng.
"Ganzhou? What did this Yange do in Ganzhou?" Wei Yixiao asked in a deep voice.
"Don't worry about what he did in Ganzhou. What we have to do now is to find out whether this matter is true or not." Yin Tianzheng said in a deep voice.
"Well, I will immediately ask the brothers from the sect to investigate for us." Yang Xiao also said quickly.
It was obvious that none of them wanted to face Lao Zhang.
"Eagle King, you usually look down on those famous and upright people. Whether it is the four great monks of Shaolin or the Sandu, I can't see any respect for you.
But why do you treat Sanfeng the same as Master Yang?" Wei Yixiao couldn't help but ask.
Yin Tianzheng glanced at them, worried that these guys would still look down on Zhang Sanfeng, so he said, "At that time, Master Yang was still there, and our Ming Cult was very powerful!
Leader Yang always wanted to compete with Zhenren Zhang, so the two of us secretly went up to Wudang Mountain. The leader asked me to wait for him at the foot of the mountain.
And he came down the mountain in less than an hour.
He told me that he exchanged palms with Zhenren Zhang!"
"Then what?" Everyone looked at him and asked.
They all know the power of Yang Dingtian best.
"The leader said that Master Zhang sent him out of Wudang and nothing happened." Yin Tianzheng didn't want to tantalize them, "The leader vomited blood all the way back to Guangmingding from Wudang!"
"Hiss!" Wei Yixiao took a breath of air. "I'll take the people there myself."
"Is Mr. Zhang really so powerful?" After Zhou Dian asked, he felt that he had asked a stupid question.
At this time, Zhang Yange and the three of them had arrived at Zhuwu Lianzhuang Village.
Starting from Ganzhou…
There is no shortage of news about him in the world.
Zhang Baxia slashed the four evils in Jincheng with his palm!
Zhang Baxia kills the seventy-one bandits of Dongmei Mountain with his sword!
Zhang Baxia killed 105 horse thieves in a row!
If there is a hot search in Jianghu, it is basically occupied by him and Lao Zhang.
"Uncle Junior, who are we going to cause trouble for next?" Zhang Wuji asked.
When Zhang Yange killed people, he acted as a sword-wielding boy.
At this moment, the handle of the sword I bought has been broken.
Seeing the heroic appearance of his junior uncle, Zhang Wuji was filled with envy.
"Go to Zhuwu Lianzhuang to have a rest." Zhang Yange said, "Your grand master will probably go there when he hears the news."
"Okay." Zhang Wuji replied.
This child got along with Zhang Yange, and their relationship actually improved a lot.
Zhang Yange naturally took them to see Xiaoman first.
The little girl has become more and more beautiful after two years of absence.
The old woman's health is getting worse and worse. Zhang Yange used Pure Yang Wuji Gong to take care of her before, but for so many years, the old woman has been lacking food and clothing, and her body has long been exhausted.
"Brother Immortal!" Xiaoman laughed and ran over.
Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui followed Zhang Yange, "Oh, she's getting more and more beautiful."
Looking at her appearance, Zhang Yange knew that they had lived well in the past two years.
"Where's my mother-in-law?"
"Grandma's health is getting worse and worse. It has just snowed in the past few days, so I didn't let her come out." Xiaoman said sadly.
"Let's go see my mother-in-law." Zhang Yange casually took Xiaoman's cage filled with pigweed and carried it on his back. "By the way, let me introduce to you, this is my nephew Zhang Wuji! This is
The little girl’s name is Yang Buhui.”
Xiaoman smiled and greeted them.
Yang Buhui felt that it was a bit unreal. Along the way, she had witnessed Zhang Yange's decisiveness and ruthlessness when he killed those bad guys. At this time, he actually carried the cage full of weeds on his back without any objection at all.
They arrived at Xiaoman's house, and a fence was built around the house.
"I am involved in this pigsty." Zhang Yange looked at the fat pigs in the pigsty. "Oh, they are so fat!"
"The previous one was slaughtered long ago." Xiaoman said with a smile. When she smiled, her eyes were like two crescent moon buds.
Yang Buhui pinched his nose, and Zhang Wuji asked in disbelief, "Uncle, can you still build a pig pen?"