Soon, Houtuqi’s brothers crushed the boulder and transported it away.
Then, a group of high-level officials from Guangmingding, under the leadership of Lin Fan, brought out Yang Dingtian's body and buried it in the resting place of the Ming Cult leaders of all generations.
Of course, Lin Fan did not hide the letter left by Yang Dingtian and handed it directly to Yang Xiao for the high-level officials of Mingjiao to read.
Seeing the familiar notes and the unwillingness and anger revealed between the lines, everyone in the Ming Cult felt sad.
As for the matter mentioned in the letter about letting Xie Xun temporarily act as the leader, everyone chose to ignore it with a tacit understanding.
Not to mention that Lin Fan had the grace to save the Ming Cult. Everyone admired his martial arts skills. It was definitely a great blessing for the Ming Cult to have him become the leader.
As for Xie Xun, in their opinion, he had done too many evil things.
This time the six major sects besieged Guangmingding, most of the reason was because of Xie Xun. Although no one said it, they knew clearly in their hearts that if Xie Xun was the leader, I am afraid that the entire Mingjiao would not agree.
By then, maybe the six major factions will come back after getting the news.
After finishing dealing with Yang Dingtian's matter, Lin Fan let everyone disperse.
Return to the small courtyard.
Lin Fan called Xiao Zhao to him.
Xiao Zhao saluted Lin Fan with a smile, revealing his two cute dimples, and said in a cheerful voice: "Young Master."
Lin Fan smiled: "Xiao Zhao, how about Master teaching you some martial arts today?"
As his little maid, Lin Fan naturally hopes that Xiao Zhao has some ability to protect himself.
Her current three-legged cat kung fu is honestly not good enough.
It's just a little better than Yang Buhui.
If you meet some good players, you may suffer a big loss.
Xiao Zhao was stunned, and then his little head shook: "No."
"Why?" Lin Fan was a little surprised.
"Young Master is so powerful. As Xiao Zhao's maid, there is no danger in being around him."
"Furthermore, if there is really a danger, if Xiao Zhao cannot be protected by Young Master's martial arts, there is no point in Xiao Zhao's martial arts training! No matter how hard he practices, he will never be better than Young Master."
Having said this, Xiao Zhao chuckled and blinked his big eyes: "So, Xiao Zhao doesn't want to practice, Xiao Zhao just wants to serve the good master."
When Lin Fan heard this, he suddenly realized that what Xiao Zhao said made sense, but he was speechless.
Seeing Xiao Zhao like this, Lin Fan didn't force himself.
"If you don't practice, don't practice. You are right. As long as I am here, no one in the world can hurt you. However, if one day you want to practice martial arts, just tell the young master."
"Uh-huh!"
Xiao Zhao chuckled and agreed sweetly.
At this moment, a burst of sound came from the air.
Lin Fan raised his eyes and saw Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, approaching at great speed using Qing Kung Fu.
But in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Lin Fan
He knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "See the leader."
Lin Fan asked Wei Yixiao to stand up, and then asked: "Bat King, you are here in a hurry, but what happened?"
"Reporting to the leader, Deputy Leader Zhang is back." Wei Yixiao said.
"Oh, Brother Wuji is back?"
Lin Fan was surprised: "Didn't he just go down the mountain yesterday? Why did he come back so soon?"
"This...the leader..."
Wei Yi smiled and said: "Something happened, the leader should go and see it for himself!"
When Lin Fan heard this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he almost forgot about it.
After these six major factions besieged Guangmingding and came down the mountain, they were wiped out by the Mongolian Yuan court.
Did this happen?
"Walk."
Lin Fan didn't waste any time and came to the meeting hall with Wei Yixiao.
At this time, Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren were both there.
After everyone saw Lin Fan, they quickly saluted.
Lin Fan waved his hand to excuse everyone, and then he saw Zhang Wuji beside him.
At this time, Zhang Wuji was dusty and dusty, with a look of grief on his face.
"Brother Wuji, why are you back so soon?"
Lin Fan asked, his eyes falling on the stretcher beside Zhang Wuji.
One of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yin Liting, is lying on a stretcher, unconscious.
"What's going on?" Lin Fan asked.
I knew in my heart that the six major factions were ambushed just like in the original work.
Zhang Wuji said sadly: "Brother Lin, after I came down from the mountain yesterday, I found Uncle Liu seriously injured in a woods. He was unconscious and all the bones in his body were broken..."
Having said this, Zhang Wuji clenched his fists and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
"This place is far away from Wudang. To save Uncle Liu's life, Wuji can only take Uncle Six back to Guangmingding."
Lin Fan took a step forward and investigated, and saw that Yin Liting's knees, elbows, ankles, wrists, toes, fingers, and all the joints of his limbs had been broken. He was dying and unconscious.
"What a ruthless method."
Lin Fan frowned slightly, then stretched out his finger and tapped Yin Liting a few times.
Yin Liting, who was unconscious and frowning, slowly relaxed his brows under Lin Fan's fingers.
It was Lin Fan who used his Yang Finger to relieve Yin Liting's injuries a lot.
"Thank you, Brother Lin."
Zhang Wuji suddenly showed gratitude.
Although he inherited Hu Qingniu's medical skills, the results of treating Yin Liting were very slow.
Unlike Lin Fan, with a few fingers, the injuries in Yin Liting's body were relieved.
Lin Fan nodded. Yin Liting was seriously injured. If Zhang Wuji hadn't protected his heart with the Nine Yang Divine Art, Yin Liting might have died long ago.
"Everyone, what do you think?"
Lin Fan looked at the high-level officials of the Ming Cult in the hall.
Yang Xiao spoke up and said in a deep voice: "Judging from the injuries of Yin Six Heroes, it seems that they were injured by the powerful Vajra Finger of the Shaolin Sect, but how could Shaolin be so vicious to the Wudang disciples? Aren't they afraid of Master Zhang's revenge?"
"This is what I find strange." White-browed Eagle King took over: "Although Shaolin and Wudang have always been at odds with each other, they don't get into trouble like this. Is there a hidden secret in it?"
The others also showed doubts.
They could never imagine why this happened.
After all, Shaolin and Wudang joined forces to destroy their Ming sect, and yet a Wudang disciple was seriously injured by the Shaolin Vajra Finger. This is really strange.
"No matter what, Uncle Six was injured under the finger of Shaolin's Vajra. I must go to Shaolin to seek justice for Uncle Six."
Zhang Wuji was angry.
If it hadn't been for the Shaolin people, his parents wouldn't have committed suicide one after another.
In this way, Uncle Liu was injured again by Shaolin martial arts. How could Zhang Wuji not be angry or resentful?
When Lin Fan saw Zhang Wuji looking like this, he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder.
"Wuji, calm down. Although Yin Liuxia was injured under the Shaolin Vajra Finger, it may not have been the fault of the Shaolin Sect."
When everyone heard this, they looked at Lin Fan in surprise.
I don't know why he said this.
"Do you know, apart from the Shaolin Temple, which sect can practice the Kung Fu of Powerful Vajra Finger?" Lin Fan asked.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look confused.
