Guangmingding, square.
The nephew was knocked unconscious by a sword, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu hurriedly sat on the four corners, each took out a palm and placed it on the four large acupoints on Zhang Wuji's chest, abdomen, back, and waist, and used their internal energy to heal his injuries.
Shaolin Kongxing saw that the biggest obstacle to eliminating demons had fallen, and he felt certain in his heart. He stomped his Zen staff and the ground shook: "What kind of morality are there to talk about with these evil heretics? Let's all come together to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, today!"
Speaking of emptiness, he led the Shaolin disciples to rush forward.
The Shaolin family has a great cause, and they have offended the Ming Cult to death today. If they cannot completely annihilate the Demon Cult, they will definitely suffer heavy losses if they are targeted in the future.
Miejue also held the Yitian Sword and slowly walked towards Yang Xiao with an imposing manner.
Shaolin disciples subconsciously moved to both sides when they were near her.
This thief, when he insulted her senior brother and kidnapped his apprentice, would he consider today?
Yang Xiao and others sighed, finally unable to escape. They all sat cross-legged, put their hands in a lotus shape, put them on their chests, and whispered in unison.
"Burn my broken body in a raging fire. Life is so joyful, and death is so painful. To eliminate evil for good, there is only light. Joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Have mercy on me, the world, and there are many sorrows. Have mercy on me, the world, and there are many sorrows. "
Song Yuanqiao and others looked at each other without stopping.
It's okay if the members of the Demon Cult are dead, so that Wuji's nephew doesn't have to think so much anymore, and he will still be his righteous hero in the future.
Sudden.
"Bah~" A clear crane chirped.
Song Yuanqiao was stunned and quickly shouted: "Wait!"
"What are you waiting for? Master Song, are you trying to protect the Demon Cult?" He Taichong said dissatisfied.
"No, Linghe is warning, there is an emergency!" Song Yuanqiao said anxiously.
He Taichong laughed: "Master Song, do you think we are just children? What kind of emergency could there be now? You wouldn't say that we are surrounded by tens of thousands of troops outside, right?"
"Hahaha~" Others also laughed.
Today, Wudang has lost all face. The three heroes of Wudang cannot defeat the demon sect, and then there is a traitor in the sect who stands on the opposite side of the righteous path of martial arts. Everyone will look down upon Wudang's words.
If it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng's face, they might not even want to deal with it.
Zhou Zhiruo was also suspicious when he heard the hurried cry from the sky: "Lele, what is Dabai talking about?"
"Meow meow~"
It's not a big problem, it's just that there are countless soldiers outside surrounding the place.
The girl was stunned, she couldn't count? You must know that although Dabai is not the smartest person in Mount Emei, he can at least know thousands of numbers.
Then aren't there tens of thousands of troops ambushing you at the foot of the mountain?
Although she is not afraid of encirclement and suppression by the army with her current strength, if the enemy has firearms, bows and arrows, explosives, artillery, etc., the sisters may be harmed.
"Master Song, what's wrong, there are tens of thousands of troops ambushing us at the foot of the mountain," Zhiruo said anxiously.
Hearing this, Shaolin Huashan and others were dumbfounded. Could it be that all the rebels from all over the world have come?
"Hey Yang Xiao, so this is your conspiracy?" He unsheathed the Exterminating Yitian Sword and placed it on Yang Xiao's neck, asking angrily.
She has wanted to do this for a long time, and at this moment, Miejie has only one mood: great!
Yang Xiao was also a little confused. Hundreds of thousands of troops came from the north of Tiannanhai. Regardless of whether he had the appeal, how much food, grass and baggage would be needed?
Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't know the situation, everyone was even more panicked. If the Mingjiao goes well, they now control the top management of the Mingjiao and still have room for negotiation.
But if it weren’t for the Mingjiao, who else in the world could muster an army of hundreds of thousands? There is only one possibility.
Yuan army!
Thinking of this, Shaolin Abbot and others suddenly looked sad.
Xia uses force to break the ban.
When these martial arts masters were wandering around in the martial arts world, they more or less had the blood of several dog officials on their hands. Now that Yuan soldiers are surrounding the mountain, no one would think that they are here to bring them warmth.
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On the top of the mountain, Zhao Min, the little princess of Ruyang Palace, was watching the fun with a telescope.
With a little trick and strategizing, she was able to manipulate countless people in the world at the palm of her hand, which made her feel extremely happy.
When he saw that Zhang Wuji had lost four masters in a row, he felt a little bad.
A top master like Zhang Sanfeng was too great a threat to Yuan Ting and even had the right to negotiate with the emperor on an equal footing. Seeing Zhang Wuji defeated by two people from Emei again, his expression became even worse.
What's going on in Emei? We are all women, why are they so strong?
"Two elders Xuanming, when these six sects come down from the mountain, you two will personally lead the team, bring more troops and horses and Shixiang Ruanjin San, and you must capture this Emei man.
I want to see what’s so surprising about Emei’s kung fu! "Zhao Min said confidently.
As long as they are human, they cannot fly. Human power is limited. How can a mortal body resist her army of tens of thousands!
This time, she not only wants to eliminate these so-called martial arts heroes, but also wants to gather the best of hundreds of schools of thought to practice martial arts and become a martial arts master comparable to Zhang Sanfeng.
The two elders, Xuanming and Ming, were profound in martial arts and could clearly see the situation at the bottom of the mountain without a telescope. When they noticed the little yellow cat, their bodies trembled slightly.
"Ahem, princess, we two brothers have sworn to worship Buddha wholeheartedly and not to kill. Unless someone threatens your safety, we will not take action." Luzhangke said with his hands clasped together.
Zhao Min:? ? ?
After a moment of silence, Zhao Min ordered: "Master Ku, go!"
Next to him, a master with a severely burned face and dressed as an ascetic clasped his fists and bowed, agreeing.
Only then did the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, feel relieved that they would die as a Taoist friend rather than as a poor Taoist.
Have a good trip, Master Ku!
Zhao Min took a look at the two Xuanming elders and felt that they had been hiding something from her since their trip to Emei a few years ago.
The two elders, Xuan Ming, quickly puffed up their chests and sat upright, looking like masters.
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Finally, Zhang Wuji woke up under the influence of a Wudang master. Even though his external injuries were severe, his internal energy was running freely.
A master of the Nine Yang Divine Art, his biggest feature is that he has rough skin and thick flesh, and even fatal injuries can be healed within seven days.
"Hey, have you heard? The foot of the mountain has been surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, and we can't leave anymore?"
"Damn it, I just picked up a few hundred taels of silver from Mingjiao, don't I have nowhere to spend it?"
"Hundreds of thousands of troops? Did you hear it wrong? Why did I hear the leader say it was a million troops?"
"What difference does it make? If one of us spits, we will all drown!"
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Hearing the whispers of the disciples of the six sects, Zhang Wuji slowly came back to his senses, stood up slowly, and said: "Uncle Song, Grand Master Miejie, Master Kongzhi, please listen to me.
The siege of Guangmingding by these six sects is actually a conspiracy of Yuan Ting. They have been sending people to instigate them. There is even a man named Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Chengkun. This person sneaked into Shaolin and worshiped under the monk Kong Jian. His Dharma name is Yuan Zhen. .
Last night, he sneaked up to Guangmingding and took advantage of the internal fighting between the top leaders of the Ming Cult for the position of leader, seriously injuring the masters of the Ming Cult in one fell swoop. Then they buried thousands of kilograms of explosives in the underground tunnels of the Mingjiao in an attempt to annihilate us in one fell swoop. "
"Thousands of kilograms of explosives?" After hearing the last sentence, Kongxing's eyelids trembled as he originally wanted to argue with Zhang Wuji.
Then haven't they been performing at the grave since the morning?
Now that there are explosives at their feet and millions of troops besieging them at the foot of the mountain, what chance do they have to survive? Could it be that he, the great holy monk, would sacrifice his life to defend the Tao today?
"Yes!" Zhang Wuji confirmed: "Fortunately, I found out in time and extinguished the explosives. Now that the Yuan soldiers are besieging them, I suggest that everyone retreat into the secret passage of the Mingjiao.
The roads there are complicated, and one man can pass them without ten thousand men. There are grains and grasses there, as well as underground water sources. As long as we stay away for a few months, the Yuan soldiers will naturally retreat without a fight. "
Everyone nodded, everyone knew that siege and failure to attack would also cost a huge price. The food and grass for millions of troops were not something ordinary people could afford to consume.
No matter who the Yuan Bing leader was, he couldn't bear the cost of hundreds of thousands of stones of food just to capture a few martial arts people.
Hearing that there was a way out, Kongxing was determined in his heart, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, Master Zhang, Master Yuanzhen is a disciple of my senior brother Kongjian. He is profound in Buddhism. Except for this expedition to Mingjiao, he has not left the house for many years." With just one step from the temple door, how can one become the king with the thunderbolt of Hunyuan?
What's more, Master Nephew Yuanzhen fought hard against evil spirits for our six major sects, and passed away at the end of his life. After his death, his name will be cleared, how can you be allowed to..."
When Zhang Wuji heard the words "pass away at the end of his strength", there was a buzzing sound in his ears. He had lived on a desert island with his parents and adoptive father since he was a child. His adoptive father Xie Xun had always told him that Cheng Kun was his biggest enemy.
It was Cheng Kun who made Xie Xun the big devil that everyone in the world wanted to kill.
Now that the great revenge has been avenged, I believe that even if my adoptive father encounters an accident on a desert island, he will be able to feel at ease even if he is under the pressure of nine springs.
"He... is he really dead?" Zhang Wuji still couldn't believe it.
Kongxing pointed at a few monks lying on the ground in the open space at the west end and said loudly: "Go and see for yourself!"
Zhang Wuji walked to the pile of corpses and saw one corpse with sunken cheeks and upturned eyes. Sure enough, it was Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand of Yuanzhen who had been thrown into Shaolin. He leaned over to smell his breath. The muscles on his face were cold at the tentacles. , has been dead for a long time.
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Zhang Wuji was sad and happy at the same time.
Zhou Zhiruo took a quick look and revealed ruthlessly: "He is faking his death."
Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Wuji met the girl's increasingly bright eyes and quickly lowered his head to investigate carefully.
Judging from his medical skills, Yuan Zhen was already dead. How could he be faking his death?
But rather than believe it, Zhang Wuji raised his hand, ready to give him a slap.
Emptiness remained motionless, shouting the Buddha's name from the side: "Amitabha."
He had already been defeated in Shaolin just now, now let him offend once, and let's talk about it if he really faked his death. If not, when he returns to Shaolin safely, he will seek justice for Yuan Zhen!
"Bang~" A palm hit Yuan Zhen's Tanzhong point, but there was no reaction.
Kongxing looked on from the side and shouted loudly: "Boy, you know clearly that Master Yuanzhen's nephew is dead, but you put all the blame on him, how vicious!"
Zhang Wuji was stunned.
Zhiruo had already packed his things, carrying a full bamboo basket and holding the little yellow cat, and slowly came to Yuanzhen's body. After thinking for a moment, he took out a silver needle more than a foot long from his sleeve. .
Zhang Wuji hesitated: "This...?"
Zhiruo smiled: "Mr. Zhang, I am a doctor. Is it reasonable to carry a silver needle?"
Everyone:......
They all understand the truth, and they just noticed that the fairy was treating the injuries of the disciples in the back, but don't you think your silver needle is a bit too long?
There was almost no pause. The silver needle trembled and made a clear sound. Then it was inserted into Yuan Zhen's head and penetrated deeply.
Everyone felt numb when they saw it.
Miraculously, the skin on Cheng Kun's cheek slowly regained its color and elasticity.
"Huh~" The already stagnant chest began to inhale.
This is amazing!
Everyone present looked at Dr. Zhiruo with a different expression. Who would not like a miracle doctor who brought the dead back to life, a man who licked blood from his knife?
Everyone is involved in the martial arts world and has injuries to one degree or another. When they were young, it might not be a big deal, but as they get older, they are accompanied by all kinds of strange diseases and suffer from pain.
Now, they are saved!
After a while, Yuan Zhen slowly opened his eyes, a little confused.
Time has passed for suspended animation?
According to the plan, of course he should leave quietly at this time while no one is paying attention, but why is everyone around him looking at him?
"Amitabha, after walking between life and death, I have understood the true meaning of Buddhism: looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water." Standing up, sitting cross-legged, Yuan Zhen clasped his hands together and solemnly said.
"Amitabha!" Kongxing said hello. Now that it has been proven that this perfection is fake death, many things are self-evident.
But there are some things that although everyone knows well, they cannot speak out.
"Uncle Kongxing, which miracle doctor saved me?" Yuan Zhen asked curiously with a sincere face, looking like he didn't know anything.
Zhang Wuji no longer hesitated: "The situation is urgent. We will confront you in person later. Master, I have offended you!"
After saying that, while Cheng Kun was just replying and unable to react in time, he used his unique acupuncture technique to tap several of his big acupoints, instantly restraining him.
Madoka looked towards Emptiness in disbelief.
"Amitabha!" Sunyata closed her eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.
Nowadays, I am a slave and I am a fish, so I can only temporarily submit to my nephew Yuan Zhen.
Zhang Wuji then stood up and said: "Yuan soldiers can go up the mountain at any time. Dear heroes and Mingjiao disciples, let's retreat to the secret passage of Mingjiao first to protect ourselves!"
"Master Zhang, lead the way, let's go quickly!" He Taichong, the leader of Kunlun, greeted loudly.
Everyone in the Ming Cult had just discussed clearly that only the leader of the Ming Cult could enter the secret passage, but the situation was urgent and they could not care too much at this time.
Zhang Wuji took the lead and walked in front, followed by a large number of people. At this moment, there was a response, and he had the momentum of a martial arts supreme.
But he was not in a hurry. He led his disciples to the little disciple who was standing quietly on the roadside.
"Zhiruo, what do you think?"
Zhou Zhiruo raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance to the west. He snorted coldly, then pointed to the top of the mountain in the east and said, "Let's go over there, jump off the cliff, and enter the mountains!"
Zhao Min, who was on the top of the mountain, suddenly took three steps back, panicking.
Just now she was watching the fun, but she didn't know that Zhou Zhiruo was looking directly at her from a few miles away.
What kind of eyes are those? They can see through people's hearts with indifference.
Then there was a cold snort, which actually shattered the telescope in her hand.
"Let's go!" Zhao Min turned around and gave the order directly.
The girl's voice had a vibrato for the first time since childhood.
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