Everyone thought that Yuanmingshan was about to die when it was about to die. Fortunately, Xianyutong arrived in time and saved Yuanmingshan's life with the spiritual medicine of Huashan. So he had just recovered some strength and asked someone to support him to thank Xianyutong, the leader of Huashan.

Xian Yutong originally wanted to ask Shaolin Temple to give him some favors to save people. In order to show his noble character, he immediately helped Yuanmingshan up. At the same time, he did not show off as the head of Huashan and politely supported Yuanmingshan to sit down.

Because Yuanmingshan was not in good condition, the two of them didn't say much, but they just pushed each other. However, when Xian Yutong took his pulse, he felt that Yuanmingshan was sometimes unrestrained and his mental strength was weak. It was obviously because he was injured by the palm power of Yin Yewang. Not only did he not have one ten skills, he might lose his muscles and bones and his tendons and veins would shrink after a long time. It was obvious that his life would be short.

After waiting for more than ten days, Deng Qing's injuries finally gotten better, and Xian Yutong was about to take Deng Qing and Wang Xun to farewell to Mount Hua.

As soon as he walked to Yuanmingshan's room, he heard him talking to a man panting and seemed to have lung disease. Xianyutong turned around and was about to leave. The people in the room seemed to notice someone approaching, and then stopped talking. Then a junior brother from Yuanmingshan walked out and saw that it was Xianyutong and said loudly: "Sect Master Xianyu, Master Yuanyin, Senior Brother, it is the head of Xianyu."

Yuanmingshan inside the house said: "President Xianyu, please forgive me for not being able to welcome me. Since you are here, please come in and talk."

Xian Yutong heard Yuanmingshan discussing matters with others and wanted to leave, but if he left again, he would look stingy and fell into his reputation in vain. Xian Yutong nodded towards Yuanmingshan's junior brother, and then stepped into the room.

There were several soft benches in the room. Yuanmingshan sat on one side in a lay Buddhist uniform, and on the other side was a monk wearing a yellow monk's robe. Xian Yutong became smart and sharp because of his pure skills. Although the distance was several meters, and the monk was squinting his eyes, Xian Yutong saw that he had a slimming of his right eye. When he looked at him leaning on a grown golden Zen stick, he seemed to be sick and breathing rapidly. He felt quite strange.

Yuanmingshan saw Xian Yutong and hurriedly stood up and said, "Why did Master Xian Yu come in person? If you have something, please tell me to visit me."

Yuanmingshan is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. His seniority is a junior in Shaolin Temple. Moreover, his martial arts reputation and social status are thousands of miles apart from Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan. Therefore, although Xian Yutong is six or seven years younger than him, Yuanmingshan is in front of him, and he is extremely respectful.

"We have been disturbing us for many days in the noble place, so why are we so unceremonious?" Xian Yutong waved his hand politely, then looked at the tall monk who had already stood up and asked, "Dare you ask about this master's name?"

The tall monk gave a deep bow and said breathlessly: "I am Yuanyin, I have seen Mr. Xianyu in Huashan! Mr. Shen Jizi is famous. The little monk has admired him for a long time. I feel honored to see him today!"

Xian Yutong bowed and said, "It turns out that he is a master monk from the generation of Shaolin Yuan. Shaolin Temple is the Beidou of Mount Tai in the Wulin. The four great monks of seeing, hearing, wisdom and intelligence have also been powerful for many years. How dare you ask which monk is the respected teacher?"

"The master's Dharma name Kongzhi."

"The monk Kongzhi is very skilled in martial arts and profound in Buddhism. I have long wanted to visit and ask for advice. When I climb the mountain to worship the gate, I would like to recommend Master Yuanyin to lead the way."

"Mr. Xianyu is polite, the little monk has no choice."

Yuanyin is an impatient and irritable person. He often offends people and does things wrong because of his lack of careful consideration. However, he also knew that the Huashan School was a well-known faction. Although Xian Yutong had just taken over as the head of the sect for a few years, he was quite famous because of his proper handling and good at planning, so he lowered his attitude.

Yuanyin didn't expect that Xian Yutong was indeed kind and polite. When he came into contact, he felt like he was bathing in the spring breeze. So the feeling of gloomy and depression in his heart was greatly reduced because Yuanyin was blinded by someone.

"The little monk just heard my disciple Mingshan say that you are bright and bright, and you have a gentleman and kind wind. Today, you can see that this is true." Yuanyin bowed and said, "Your Sect, Donald Deng, is eager to be righteous, and helps with the case of my nephew's death. He went to the Tianying Sect to seek justice, but was beaten by a demon. The little monk felt very guilty. Please don't be angry."

"What's the matter? Wang Panshan Yangdao and Establish the Power of the Constitution has many doubts, which is related to the whereabouts of Dragon Slaying Sword and Xie Xun. The Tianying Cult is the victim again. There must be something strange about it. It is moral to ask about this matter! Besides, the Tianying Cult is not a righteous style, so we should not relax against them..."

He casually fooled Yuanyin and Yuanmingshan, and Xian Yutong suddenly remembered Yuanyin, who was the unlucky guy who fought with Zhang Cuishan at the Longmen Escort Agency in Jiangnan and was then blinded by Yin Susu's Yin needle. After nine years, he would force Zhang Cuishan and his wife to death in Wudang Mountain.

Xian Yutong exchanged a few greetings with the two, and then offered to say goodbye. Yuanmingshan tried his best to keep him, and Yuanyin also spoke from the side, but Xian Yutong just declined.

While the three of them were arguing, there was a sound of footsteps from outside the door, and then a strong monk who was also blind came in and said, "Senior Brother Yuanyin! The guy who injured Yuan's nephew and Bai Guishou were in Kaifeng. It seemed that he was going to Shandong. Wufeng Knife and Shenquan Sect had already chased him. Let's go too!"

Yuanyin didn't answer, and introduced to Xian Yutong: "This is my junior brother Yuanxin, Yuanxin Junior Brother Yuanxin, and this is Mr. Xianyu, the head of Huashan School."

Yuanxin hurriedly greeted Xian Yutong, and then urged Yuanyin to say, "Senior Brother, let's go quickly! You see that Mingshan's martial arts has almost been destroyed, so we have to settle the new and old accounts with him Tianying Cult!"

Yuanyin said: "Mr. Xianyu, King Yinye is now Kaifeng. Our brothers and other colleagues are preparing to intercept them. I wonder if Mr. Xianyu is willing to go with him?"

Yuanxin said, "That's it! Didn't Donor Deng also be beaten by King Yin Ye? If Master Xianyu went with us, he would be able to take over King Yin Ye and Bai Guishou!"

Xian Yutong had already scolded the two thieves in his heart, but he cursed Yin Yewang indignation on the surface, and then said: "Junior Brother Deng's injury has not recovered yet. I will send him back to the mountain gate to take care of his health. I will participate until the next time the righteous path sieges again besiege the Sky Eagle Sect."

The two brothers Yuanyin advised each other a few more words, but Xian Yutong didn't care about this. In the end, they didn't even say politely, but just refused. Seeing that Xian Yutong really didn't want to participate, they sarcastically said a few sarcastic words.

Xian Yutong just thought that he had not heard it and turned around and left, but he thought about it that he had practiced martial arts for three years, and his skills have improved several times compared to before, but he has not yet fought with a real master, and there is no specific level. Xian Yutong felt that the current Yin Ye Wang's martial arts skills have not been achieved well, and he should not be first-class. He would be a good whetstone and tester.

As soon as his thoughts were in his mind, Xian Yutong wanted to go to Kaifeng to take a look, but if he agreed to go, he would underestimate the thief in Shaolin Temple, thinking that they had changed their minds and agreed.

Since the center of the circle was blind, it became very extreme. Seeing Xian Yutong about to go out, I couldn't help but say, "You Huashan Sect was also beaten to the disciples. Now your enemies are in front of you but you dare not take revenge. Hey! Since Mr. Feng, Huashan Sect has been worse than the previous generation..."

Yuanyin glared at Yuanxin and said, "Stop talking!"

However, Xian Yutong had already heard the words of the circle, and then stood up, turned around and looked at the circle with a smile, applauding: "What Master Round Center said is really a famous saying! Our Huashan School is not as good as the other generation, but your Shaolin Temple is much more wise. You are more skillful than your master's Buddhist teachings, and your master is worse than your master. You are actually better than each generation, and even Master Bodhidharma is far inferior to you!"

"You..." Yuanxin was furious when she heard this, she was determined to refute but speechless. She grunted for a long time, stepped forward angrily, and said with her eyes wide open, "Mr. Xianyu is the head of Huashan. The young monk has long admired Huashan's unique skills. Today, please give me some advice!"

Xian Yutong was delighted when he heard this. The center of the circle was a third-class person who was killed instantly by Zhang Cuishan in three or five moves. It would be better to use it for him to practice.
Chapter completed!