Yun Zhao of Fast Travel

The more Yun Zhao walked in the direction of Guangmingding, the more people from the rivers and lakes he met.He also heard more and more rumors about the Mingjiao, and Yun Zhao realized that the Mingjiao, which was still a decent family, had become a "devil religion" that everyone in the world called a "devil religion". That's why there was this siege of the six sects. Bright top.

Yun Zhao didn't know whether it was the change of Mingjiao with the passage of time, or other external factors that caused Mingjiao to become what it is today, but he heard that the Wudang faction had rushed to the foot of Guangmingding Mountain to set up camp, so Yun Zhao didn't have time to discuss it. Mingjiao changed, and began to concentrate on the journey.

Even so, his body has no special abilities other than the internal force. Unlike the previous world, he has the speed of a blood race beyond ordinary people, and he can only gallop all the way on horseback.

As he approached Guangmingding, Yun Zhao slowed down and let the horse rest for a while, while he sat under a tree and roasted chicken.There was a rustling sound suddenly in the woods. Yun Zhao listened carefully, and it was probably a man walking through the woods from the other side, but his footsteps were heavy and soft, probably because of his weak legs and feet.

"Huh, I've finally come here." The speaker's voice sounded like he was about 20 years old, and although his footsteps were light and heavy, he could still hear the young man's inner strength.

However, a 20-year-old youth with this kind of internal strength would be regarded as a young talent even a hundred years ago, and he is not far behind when compared with Shan'er and the others.

"Come here, sit down and rest for a while." Yun Zhao tore a chicken leg and placed it on a clean leaf beside him. The visitor was taken aback, apparently he didn't expect that there were people here.

It was strange to say, seeing that this man was roasting a chicken, and the horse was still snorting, but he didn't hear a single sound, which was a bit weird.

"I don't know who is your Excellency?" The visitor cautiously walked across to Yun Zhao, watching him leisurely eating roast chicken, he couldn't help swallowing, he hadn't eaten properly for a few days.If it weren't for the fact that the Wudang faction had already arrived after hearing that the six sects were besieging Guangmingding, and the White-browed Eagle King who had already established himself led the Tianying sect to come back to support the Ming sect, he might be on his way to Wudang Mountain by now .

"Well, Yun Zhao." Yun Zhao pushed the chicken leg to the visitor, smiled, "Eat some, I can't finish it anyway."

The visitor sat down in embarrassment, feeling that he was treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain just now, "My name is Zhang...cough, Zeng Niu, thank you for the chicken legs."

Zeng A Niu was indeed a little hungry, he took the chicken leg and ate it quickly, Yun Zhao gave him the remaining half of the chicken, watched him gobble it up for a while before slowing down, "You are so hungry, you Why did you come to this wild place, I think your leg seems to be injured."

Zeng A Niu swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth, took a big sip of water from the water bottle that Yun Zhao handed him, and stretched his neck, "I'm here to find relatives."

"Looking for relatives? What kind of relatives are you looking for here in the wilderness?" Yun Zhao couldn't help laughing. Although the young man ate voraciously, he could still see that he should have received a good education, and he always spoke with a smile. With a refined taste and a lot of internal strength, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Ah... I was going to Wudang Mountain, but I heard that my uncle was coming in the direction of Guangmingding, so I came here." There were many loopholes in Zeng Aniu's words, but Yun Zhao didn't Interested to break the casserole and ask the end, he just nodded, "If you are going to Guangmingding, you should be more careful. This is almost close to the place of Mingmingjiao, and the six sects have arrived one after another. When the time comes, there will be so many people. He was also injured, so it's better to go back to the town and wait."

Zeng Aniu scratched the back of his head, and his messy tied hair became even more unsightly, "Thank you, I won't come over, I just have something to say to my uncle."

"Just be careful." Yun Zhao smiled, leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest his mind. After driving for nearly half a month, he felt his head was about to explode.

Zeng Aniu also closed his eyes and leaned against a nearby tree. He has been on the road these days, and his injured leg is getting better and slower.A few days ago, I met the younger sister of the Zhou family who I met when I was a child. Now she is an introductory disciple of Master Miejue, the head of the Emei School, and she seems to be doing well.

Thinking of what happened back then, Zeng A Niu, Zhang Wuji shouldn't have felt pain in his heart.Until now, he still couldn't forgive those people who kept claiming that they were decent, how could they be so cruel to force his parents to death on Wudang Mountain.

He can't go back to Wudang Mountain now, and he can't go to the grandfather of Tianying Sect. Everyone is waiting for him to show up, so that he can get the whereabouts of the foster father who was once one of the four kings of Mingjiao—the Golden Lion King. The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand.

Those decent people kept saying that the adoptive father was a villain, but they just coveted the dragon-slaying sword in the hands of the adoptive father.He said that he could command the world with the Dragon Slaying Sword. It has been many years since Yifu got the Dragon Slaying Sword, but he has never seen that he can command the world.

Yun Zhao rested for a while, and the sun was not so poisonous, so he was ready to get up and go on his way.Zhang Wuji opened his eyes quickly when he heard the movement, Yun Zhao smiled at him, "Young Master Zeng, do you still decide to go to Guangmingding to find the Wudang faction?"

Zhang Wuji nodded, no matter what, he must go to meet the uncle and the others.

Yun Zhao untied the horse's reins, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I will also go to Guangmingding to find the Wudang faction. I see that your legs and feet are not flexible. Would you like to ride with me?"

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, but he looked at Yun Zhao suspiciously. This Mr. Yun didn't say before that he was going to join Guangming, so why did he say it now? What a coincidence, he also went to Wudang faction?

"Don't look at me like that. I'm looking for someone. I'll take you for a ride if you want, and I won't force you if you don't want to."

Zhang Wuji smiled embarrassingly, thinking that he hadn't revealed his identity, and he didn't have any money to plot, so he nodded, "Mr. Yun, I'll trouble you then."

Yun Zhao shook his head, got on the horse by himself, and said to Zhang Wuji: "Come on, when you reach the Wudang faction, you will know that I am not lying."

Zhang Wuji was even more embarrassed. Although he was a little lame, it was no problem to get on the horse.

With the addition of Zhang Wuji, Yun Zhao's speed slowed down. There was no way, a horse carrying two people on its back was no match for one person.

So by the time the two of them actually made their way to the Wudang camp under the Bright Summit, it was already two days later.

"Here we are, did you see it?" Yun Zhao pointed to the tent that could be seen from a distance, "That's where the six sects stayed. I heard that the Kongtong sect hasn't come yet, so I've been waiting."

Zhang Wuji nodded, he had been on the road with Yun Zhao for the past two days, and he had heard what the people from the rivers and lakes were talking about.

"However, it's inconvenient to ride a horse from here. We have to walk there. Are your legs okay?" After getting Zhang Wuji's no-question answer, Yun Zhao got off the horse and led it, walking side by side with Zhang Wuji.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Wuji suddenly stopped, "Young Master Yun, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I might not go with you." I met my grandfather.

Yun Zhao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't force it. Anyway, he decided to take Zeng Aniu with him because he was honest and honest, "That's fine, I'll go first."

"Thank you, Mr. Yun, for bringing me all the way here. We will repay today's kindness when we meet in the future." Zhang Wuji cupped his hands, and Yun Zhao waved his hands, "Let's talk, let's go."

Without Zhang Wuji, Yun Zhao's speed was much faster, and he arrived in front of the Wudang faction's tent in a short time.This time, the Wudang School is dominated by second-generation disciples. The eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao came with several junior disciples and Song Qingshu and other third-generation disciples.

According to what Yun Qi said, the identity of the pharmacist this time should be one of these three generations of disciples.Yun Zhao tied his horse to a nearby tree trunk, approached Wudang's tent, and saw several fourth-generation disciples practicing swords in the open space beside them.

"Who?" Song Qingshu, as the son of Song Yuanqiao, has always been regarded as the leader of the three generations of disciples and the spiritual guide of the fourth generation of disciples. When he saw Yun Zhao approaching, he frowned and stopped him.

Yun Zhaozai looked at Song Qingshu carefully, confirmed that he could not be Huang Yaoshi, and then said with a smile: "This young master should belong to everyone in Wudang. I am here to find someone. Please help me to inform you."

Song Qingshu saw Yun Zhao's handsome features, he didn't look like a villain, "Who do you want to recruit?"

"Young master, I have been separated from that person for many years. I only recently found out that he joined Wudang when he was young. I don't know if he still has his original name. You just have to ask among the three generations of disciples, can anyone still remember?" 'The tide grows in the blue sea, and the nine flowers and jade dew'."

Song Qingshu frowned, thought for a while, and beckoned to a fourth-generation disciple to ask him to ask, and the fourth-generation disciple had to run into the tents of several third-generation disciples.

"Just wait here for a while." Song Qingshu is not easy to drive people away, but he is not afraid of what Yun Zhao will do, after all, his father and several uncles are in the tent behind.

Not long after, the disciples of the fourth generation ran back. He shook his head at Song Qingshu, "Uncle Song, none of the uncles knew what he said."

Yun Zhao widened his eyes slightly upon hearing this, how could it be possible?

"You heard it. No one here knows. You may have found the wrong one, or the disciple didn't come out and is still on Wudang Mountain." Song Qingshu couldn't bear to see Yun Zhao's stunned look, so he said something more.

Yun Zhao came back to his senses, blinked, and cupped his hands to Song Qingshu and said, "Maybe that's the case. Since he's not here, I won't bother you. Let me go."

"Let's go slowly!" Song Qingshu looked at Yun Zhao's back, for some reason, he felt that this young man seemed very sad, maybe the person he was looking for was very important to him.

Song Qingshu looked away, turned around and continued to watch the four generations of disciples practicing swords, and soon a man wearing a white shirt and a blue gauze came floating from the distant woods, Song Qingshu's eyes showed admiration, "Uncle Huang, you are back! "

"Yeah." The visitor nodded coldly, and was about to go back to the tent, when suddenly the tip of his nose shrugged, "Who came here today?"

Song Qingshu nodded inexplicably, "Uncle Huang, how do you know? A young man came to look for someone today, and said something about 'bi sea tides, nine flowers and jade dew', but he didn't look for..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone, "Where is that person?"

"Going to the woods..." Song Qingshu pointed in the direction Yun Zhao left in confusion, not quite understanding why Master Huang, who has never had any emotional fluctuations, suddenly became so anxious and indescribably surprised!