"Ada, where is this Wudang sect?"
Zhao Min looked at a map and kept making plans in his mind.
"Princess, although the Wudang Sect started late, they were not slow on their way. They have already arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain."
"Yes, these bull-nosed ones are not slow on their way."
This time when the six sects came to Guangmingding, it would be best if they could fight the Ming Cult to the point of losing both sides. In this way, she would effortlessly become a martial arts force in the Central Plains.
"Who is leading the Shaolin Wudang team this time?"
"Shaolin is Monk Kongzhi, Wudang is Yin Liting."
Zhao Min frowned after hearing Ada's words.
Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin did not go to the Western Regions, but stayed in Shaolin, which was a bit beyond her expectation.
Shaolin is the largest sect in the world. Kong Wen heard that this old monk is also the abbot. His influence is not small and his status in the righteous path is very high. If he is still here, he can recruit a group of masters with just a raise of his arms. Besides, the disciples of Shaolin It is spread all over the world, and many people will definitely agree with it.
As for Wudang, although it is comparable to Shaolin, its foundation is shallow and it is just Zhang Sanfeng. It is not a big threat to Zhao Min.
During this expedition to Mingjiao, a few more Wudang heroes may have to die.
When Zhang Sanfeng dies again, Wudang will become three or two big cats and kittens, or even the sect may not be destroyed.
Shaolin is the big threat.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Min ordered: "Xuan Ming, you two lead people to attack Shaolin and kill the old monk Kongwen!"
Although Kong Wen's martial arts is high, he is unable to defeat the two elders Xuan and Ming together.
This time around Guangmingding, Shaolin sent many people, and there were many masters in the temple. She didn't believe that Shaolin could stop the two elders Xuan Ming.
"Don't worry, Princess, we brothers will send those bald donkeys to see the Buddha right now!"
The two elders Xuan Ming responded, ordered a few people, and immediately rushed out of the camp in a hurry.
Kong Wen, the two brothers really didn’t notice it!
"Let's see how your Mingjiao resists this time. After you both lose in the fight, I will arrest you again. Then I'll see what else you have to say."
Thinking of Jing Zhou's face again, Zhao Min's heart jumped. From that day on, she would think of Jing Zhou every night.
Suppressing all the thoughts in his heart, Zhao Min said to an old monk on the side: "Master Yuanzhen, after the Central Plains martial arts is destroyed this time, the imperial court will not forget your contribution."
This time the six sects besieged Guangmingding, and the old monk contributed a lot. Who would have thought that a famous eminent monk from Shaolin would actually serve as an internal agent for the Yuan people.
"Princess, don't worry, there is absolutely no way out for the Mingjiao thieves this time. The young monk has to arrange some arrangements and catch all the Mingjiao thieves this time! In this way, the young monk will retire first."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhao Min nodded, looking forward to Monk Yuan Zhen's arrangements.
This monk can be said to be extremely cruel and ruthless, even worse than the two elders Xuanming and Ming. If the Mingjiao is harmed again by this old monk, Zhao Min doesn't think that the Mingjiao will be safe this time.
Cheng Kun came out of the house with an excited expression. He walked a certain distance and when there was no one around, he couldn't help but shout out loudly.
"Hahaha, Yang Dingtian, you took my wife away. This is a life-and-death hatred! You are the leader of a religion and your martial arts are so powerful that I can't compare with you. But after today, your Mingjiao will disappear into nothing! I want your entire Mingjiao to replace you. Junior sister will be buried with you!"
He has already buried tens of thousands of pounds of explosives under this Guangmingding. He only needs to wait for a while before he can blow up the Guangmingding into the sky.
He, Cheng Kun, not only wanted to kill all the Mingjiao thieves at Guangmingding, he also wanted to blow up the Mingjiao's centuries-old foundation into ashes.
He couldn't defeat Yang Dingtian, but so what. Wasn't the Ming Cult that Yang Dingtian was so proud of going to be destroyed by his own hands?
It has been so many years. He has been planning for so many years. For this reason, he did not hesitate to hide his identity, become a disciple of a group of bald donkeys, and recite nonsense scriptures every day that can make birds eggs. Today, he can finally destroy the Ming Cult with his own hands and get his reward. Big feud!
"Ah hahaha, hahahaha, junior sister, after today, senior brother will come to accompany you."
Cheng Kun laughed wildly, and his face turned a little rosy, as if he had just finished the elegant thing of pressing pear blossoms against begonias.
"Master, it seems that you are not good at practicing. The Buddha said that color is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color. The mind is calm and the lotus is born. The master has been chanting Buddha for decades, but the demonic fire has increased sharply. It seems that it is still necessary to Practice!"
Suddenly there was an unfamiliar voice, and Cheng Kun immediately stopped laughing and became alert.
"Oh, who is this if you're not my little friend?"
Seeing a young man in white clothes in front of him, Cheng Kun clasped his hands together and said Amitabha, looking at him with a kind face, completely different from the wild laughter before.
His face was full of compassion, as if he were a master of enlightenment, but he thought in his heart: "No matter who this kid is, we must not let him ruin good things. Only dead people are the most reassuring."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "A nameless person."
"Die to me!"
Lifting his Huanyin finger, Cheng Kun instantly pointed towards Jingzhou's chest.
His Phantom Yin Finger is as cruel and vicious as the Ice Cotton Palm.
Under his own surprise attack, no matter who this kid was, there was no chance of survival.
"ah!"
Suddenly Cheng Kun screamed, and his right index finger broke off with a "pop".
At this time, Jingzhou's Jiuyang Divine Art has been completed, and the true energy in his body is constantly flowing. When encountering external forces, he will naturally counterattack. Cheng Kun pointed at Jing Zhou's chest, but not only did it have no effect, he even broke his finger. If it weren't for the decades of inner life inside Cheng Kun's body, these fingers would probably turn into blood mist.
"The master is indeed cruel and ruthless. The first word he said was that we, the Buddha, are compassionate, and the next word was that evil spirits would attack him."
Jingzhou stood there without stepping forward, just looking at Cheng Kun with a smile. His tone was soft, but it sounded like the cold wind of winter to Cheng Kun's ears.
"Who are you? With your martial arts skills, you are definitely not a nobody!"
Cheng Kun looked at the young man in front of him warily, but his mind was quickly searching for young masters in the martial arts world.
"I am, of course, the Ming Cult thief you hate so much."
Since the six sects are going to attack Guangmingding, Jingzhou knows that the villain Cheng Kun will definitely not be idle. According to the trajectory in the original work, this old scumbag has buried explosives under Guangmingding, and even killed Yang Xiao and The five scattered people and others were caught in one fell swoop. If Zhang Wuji hadn't arrived in time and the villain Cheng Kun talked a lot, the Mingjiao would have killed him.
Now that Jingzhou has become the leader of the Ming Cult, he will naturally not let this happen again. As soon as he received the news that the six sects were arriving near Kunlun Mountain, Jingzhou came here in advance to squat with this old scumbag.
"Master, you are a very bad fake monk. His wife and children died because of you, and he lost his religion and family. He regarded you as his father, but you ruined his family and caused him to bear countless debts. You said, human being To be as bad as you is is a rare talent seen in a century!"
Although he didn't know how the young man in front of him knew his identity, from Cheng Kun's point of view, the demise of the Ming Cult was a foregone conclusion, so it didn't matter if he was recognized.
"Since Xie Xun is a Ming Cult thief, then he deserves it! It's an honor for Xie Xun's family to die in my hands!" Cheng Kun said this with a ruthless face, full of indifference.
