Chapter 8

Xian Yutong's reaction from fear to gaffe was almost equivalent to admitting what Lu Zhi said. For a moment, the eyes of the people looking at the Huashan leader could not help but become a little strange.

It's really hard to judge by appearances. The leader of Huashan, who has high moral integrity and high prestige, has secretly done such things that people despise!

The old monks in Shaolin Temple were stared at by Lu Zhi with malicious and undisguised eyes. They were even more worried for fear that the little Taoist would suddenly break out any news against them.

They don't want to end up like xianyutong In front of the heroes in the world, expose the most shameful scandal in your life. If you lose your reputation, it's still the second. If you involve them and shame Shaolin, it's really hard to redeem a hundred deaths!

The three old monks who led the team looked at each other without trace, and one step stepped out in an instant and stepped up in front of the others.

"Great Xia song, is this the way you treat guests in Wudang? In the face of so many Wulin peers, you sent only one young disciple to deal with me. Is it too contemptuous of me?!"

Hearing the old Shaolin monk's question, song Yuanqiao couldn't help frowning. He thought it was wrong and was thinking of telling Lu Zhi a few times.

But the old monk's question made him angry in an instant.

What's the matter? I'm glad you tried to pressure Wudang. So many people forced my five younger brothers. Don't you want people in Wudang to make a noise?

Song Yuanqiao didn't answer either. He just stretched his face and glanced at the old monk. Then he looked back at Zhang Sanfeng and asked him how to express his position.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, but looked faint and rushed to the song Yuanqiao slightly.

After receiving Zhang Sanfeng's signal, song Yuanqiao felt more at ease. Even if he replied, "Qingzhi is the leader of the three generations of disciples of Wudang. It's not inappropriate for him to go out and answer the heroes on behalf of Wudang, and there's no meaning to despise you."

"You, great Xia song?!"

Another old monk stopped the angry old monk and raised one palm to salute the people of Wudang.

"Amitabha, Taoist Qingzhi, I'm polite."

Lu Zhi also returned a salute as usual: "the eminent monk is polite. It's also polite, Xiaodao."

Anyway, this face course still has to be done.

"Since both great Xia song and immortal Zhang handed over the task of negotiating with our heroes in the world to Taoist priest Qingzhi, the old monk has several questions. Please give me a reply one by one."

"Eminent monk, please speak."

"One of them is that my Shaolin layman disciple, dudajin family, was slaughtered. It has been so many years. Wudang should give me an explanation!"

Lu Zhi looked at the old monk and thought that the new old monk had something new to do. It turned out to be the same old thing. He turned over and over, that is, he made an article about these things.

"Explain? Then I'll ask the eminent monk? What do you mean by this explanation?"

The old monk frowned, "Taoist Qingzhi, what do you mean?"

"It means literally... Shaolin has always claimed that martial Uncle Zhang Cuishan of Wudang killed the dudajin family, but did you see it with your own eyes? What evidence do you have?"

"And my fifth martial uncle has already replied that the murder of dudajin family has nothing to do with him! I'm afraid Shaolin has already found out something for so many years. Why frame up my fifth martial uncle?"

"On the contrary, Du Dajin's escort was disadvantageous in his early years, which cut off the bones and meridians of my third martial uncle..."

"Even if Dajin is not killed, according to the rules, it will have to pay for it with three knives and six holes. So why do you Shaolin have such a thick skin and put on a victim's appearance to cross examine Wudang?"

Lu Zhi's unkind reply and irony made the angry Shaolin monks stare round and tremble slightly.

"Hum!" The old monk snorted coldly, "OK! This matter has already become a headless case. Taoist Qingzhi insists on making trouble, and the old monk can't argue with you. Let's talk about Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King!"

"Xie Xun, who has committed many crimes in the Jianghu... Whether out of the righteousness of the Jianghu or the wishes of heroes all over the world, you Zhang Cuishan of Wudang should stand up and make Xie Xun's news public!"

Lu Zhi smiled softly: "master, you are wrong again. What does what Xie Xun did have to do with my fifth martial uncle?"

"As for the news about Xie Xun and the Dragon slaughtering sabre, it's not safe. You'll have to worry about it... The Dragon slaughtering Sabre was originally obtained by my third martial uncle, and my third martial uncle ended up with all his meridians broken. Therefore, Wudang takes the Dragon slaughtering Sabre seriously!"

"And Xie Xun has also been trapped on an overseas Island, which is equivalent to imprisonment. If you still want to find him for revenge, you can find it yourself."

Lu Zhi was ready to take the initiative.

"The Taoist priest is so powerful!" However, another person was dissatisfied with Lu Zhi and stood up.

The person who makes a sound is the Emei leader and the famous nun in the Jianghu!

"It's not up to you, a little Taoist, to decide the ownership of the Dragon slaughtering Sabre! Moreover, your words often mean to cover up for the Xie Xun evil thief. Is that your Wudang attitude?!"

"That's right! How can you Wudang be qualified to decide the ownership of dragon slaughtering Dao?"

"The Xie Xun dog thief killed 13 people in our school! I will tear them to pieces. Wudang can't protect him!"

"Is this your account of Wudang?!"

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"This... Qingzhi?" Seeing this situation, song Yuanqiao couldn't help but panic for fear that Lu Zhi would cause public anger.

Lu Zhi took a look at Song Yuanqiao and was disappointed. His cheap master was really weak. You should treat those guys as dogs barking and pay attention to him.

Simply, Lu Zhi simply went straight to the end and stepped forward, Lang said.

"You don't have to argue with me anymore. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can follow the rules of the Jianghu."

"Now the Dragon slaying Sabre and Xie Xun are in the hands of Wudang. Whether you want the Dragon slaying Sabre or Xie Xun, draw a line. According to the rules of the Jianghu, as long as one of you can beat Wudang, you can take the Dragon slaying Sabre and Xie Xun!"

After arguing with these so-called "heroes in the Jianghu" for so long, Lu Zhi has been impatient for a long time. If he doesn't agree, it's better to compete with someone's fist.

In the Jianghu, the winner is the king!

He attributed the Dragon slaying knife and Xie Xun to Wudang in order to avoid more quarrels.

Whether it's Dragon slaying Sabre or Xie Xun, they all want Wudang. If you don't accept it, come and compete. See if it's your boxing or our Wudang sword!

Although this will make Wudang become the target of public criticism, in this way, all the righteous in the Jianghu and the struggle between the righteous and the evil will become bullshit. Those guys with ulterior motives don't want to make any small moves in the name of the righteous.