Guangmingding, authentic.
Cheng Kun faced the questioning from Zhang Wuji and everyone from the Ming Cult, and he remained undaunted.
He has been dead since the day his junior sister died. Every day he lives now, he only wants two words: revenge!
"The Divine Monk of Emptiness, Cheng Kun, the thunderbolt of Hunyuan, was bent on instigating discord between the six major sects and the Ming Cult. Later, he joined the Shaolin sect and was named Yuan Zhen. The night before last, he sneaked into the inner hall of the Ming Cult and confided the matter to the leaders of the Ming Cult personally. Mr. Yang Xiao, Wei Batwang, Wu Sanren, etc. all heard about it.
This matter is absolutely true. If there is any lie, I am no better than a pig or a dog, and I will never be reincarnated after death. Zhang Wuji said loudly.
Yuan Zhen Bao looked solemn, with his hands clasped together: "Amitabha." After the Buddha's name, he stopped talking.
But his meaning is clear. If you ask people from Mingjiao to testify for you and identify people from Shaolin as traitors, wouldn't it be a big joke in the world?
Kongxing and others were living under someone else's roof, so it was difficult to say much. The disciples of the four sects stood behind Yuan Zhen, but they vaguely supported him.
Today the Mingjiao can identify Yuan Zhen as the devil. Tomorrow, can they randomly find one of them and say he is the devil and kill him?
"Cheng Kun, are you still not a man? Do you dare to admit it?" King Wei Bat cursed.
Yuan Zhenyi was awe-inspiring: "I have never done it, so how can I admit it? If you don't believe it and insist on saying that I am the one who instigated the devil's religion, then just kill me. Right and wrong are just as you feel!"
"You!" Wei Yixiao rushed forward, ready to teach him a lesson in love.
He drinks human blood and thinks he is a big devil. Unexpectedly, this is the first time he has seen such a shameless person.
The night before last, when they were fighting for the leader, Cheng Kun secretly attacked them and severely wounded them in one fell swoop. Then he started talking proudly about the past, but he didn't expect that he didn't recognize a word of it now.
"King Wei Bat!" Zhang Wuji stopped him quickly.
At this moment, they are like grasshoppers on a rope. Besides, this secret passage is so big, but there are thousands of people. If they fight, both sides will definitely lose.
Wei Yixiao just came back, very sensible.
He only has one arm and a tough mouth. In this narrow place in the secret passage, he can't use Qinggong at all. His combat effectiveness is probably not even among the top ten at this time.
Zhang Wuji then looked at Yuan Zhen and took out a letter: "Cheng Kun, do you know that before his death, Master Yang left a letter identifying you as the murderer who murdered him? How should you explain this?"
"Amitabha, Master Zhang, and the poor monk are disciples of Master Kongjian. Except for this expedition to Mingjiao with others, they have not left the temple for many years. How can they achieve success with the thunderbolt of Hunyuan?" Yuan Zhen said in confusion.
Zhang Wuji:......
At this moment, an honest man like him couldn't say a word. He had never seen such a shameless person.
"Then how do you explain why you faked your death at Guangmingding?" Yang Xiao asked.
"Amitabha, my real death is a fake one. Others can't tell. Even Master Zhang, who is proficient in medical skills, can't tell? I can only say that Emei's 'Zhiruo Shaoxia' has superb medical skills and brought me back from the Holy Land of the West! Yuan Zhen said seriously.
Mingjiao people:...
The emptiness in the rear is very satisfied. The reputation of Shaolin's thousand-year-old ancient temple cannot be ruined. As long as Yuan Zhen doesn't recognize him as Cheng Kun today, it will be fine.
Besides, if you give up slaying dragons and become a Buddha immediately, so what if you become Cheng Kun? As long as you sincerely repent, you are a true Buddhist disciple.
Otherwise, where did the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin come from?
…
Guangmingding, Chen Youliang stood at the top of this deserted mountain, helpless.
Thousands of people came out, plus Yuan soldiers to supervise the work. It took most of a day to clean out the Guangmingding, which had been burnt to ashes. A lot of property and jewelry were found, but they had nothing to do with him.
But there are rocks on top, and they have no tools. How should they dig it? Even if they all have some martial arts skills, they can't dig it out with their bare hands.
He had no clue for more than an hour. Seeing that the time given by the princess was getting closer and closer, Chen Youliang got angry and randomly found a corner to start solving the important issues in his life.
When people are bored, they will do some boring things. For example, Chen Youliang started to pay attention to the direction of his water.
Watching, watching, Chen Youliang had an idea.
There must be an entrance to the Mingjiao tunnel, and since they have demolished most of the houses and buildings, there is only one possibility. The entrance must be underground.
As long as it is underground, if water is splashed, won't the water flow toward the outlet? And it just so happened that the issue of water sources was taken into consideration when the Guangming Dome was built. There is a lake not far away, winding down.
Absolutely amazing!
Chen Youliang suddenly realized that he had a smart head. He quickly stood up and ran madly down the mountain. When he found the Chinese army camp, he was very excited and stepped forward to grab Zhao Min's hand.
"Princess, I thought of it!"
After a moment, Zhao Min nodded and patted Chen Youliang on the shoulder: "Good job. I will give you another three thousand soldiers to command. Find the entrance before the sun sets tonight!"
"Yes!" Chen Youliang promised with confidence.
After Chen Youliang left, Zhao Min also felt in a good mood, and even had time to hum a song. After a while, he brought his hand to his nose, smelled it, and frowned.
What does it taste like?
…
Inside the Guangmingding secret passage.
Yuan Zhen silently went to collect the food for the evening.
Zhang Wuji, as the leader of the church, is now the food cook. Because of the uneven distribution, everyone started to quarrel again. He has a weak temperament, so he might as well distribute it himself to ensure that everyone is the same.
As a result, although no one said anything more, the Mingjiao disciples were still dissatisfied.
Is Zhang Wuji the leader of the Ming Cult or the leader of the righteous way?
Seeing Yuan Zhen, Zhang Wuji's smiling face suddenly turned cold: "Cheng Kun, if you do any injustice, you will be punished! If you don't do anything except yourself, sooner or later I will settle my adoptive father's debt with you!"
Yuan Zhen smiled: "Amitabha, why don't you believe it, donor Zhang? The poor monk's name is Yuan Zhen."
So what if your martial arts are good? After practicing to the highest level, won’t you still be less tough than me?
Zhang Wuji took a long breath, picked up the rice spoon, inserted it deeply into the vegetable basin, looked up at Yuan Zhen, and with a slight shake, more than half of the food on it was immediately missing.
"Eat!" The young man gritted his teeth.
Yuan Zhen smiled again: "Donor Zhang, your merits are immeasurable!"
"Damn it, I've long disliked you!" Monk Peng next to him wanted to rush forward and beat him.
He is not as good-tempered as Zhang Wuji. They, the top leaders of the Mingjiao, were killed by mountains of swords and seas of fire. When the Mingjiao was under siege, they dared to fight for the leader and fight. Now they still care about their relationship with the six sects?
"Pfft~" Monk Peng took two steps forward and fell to the ground.
Zhang Wuji was stunned and immediately looked at Yuan Zhen. Did he take action?
Then there was great joy. As long as it was proved that he had the sinister power of Phantom Yin Finger, everything would be revealed to Yun Kai.
"Qiang~" Seeing Monk Peng fall to the ground, the others immediately drew their weapons.
Subsequently.
"Plop, plop~" One by one they fell to the ground.
Yuan Zhen was startled at first, and then became happy. Shixiang Ruanjin dispersed, the princess is here!
"Plop~" He also fell directly to the ground.
Shixiang Ruanjin Powder makes no distinction between friend and foe, and there is no antidote. No one present will be spared.
After half a cup of tea, Zhang Wuji looked at the people lying on the ground in confusion.
What's wrong, what happened?
Yang Xiao collapsed on the ground and took a few breaths: "Leader, we fell into someone else's trap and were poisoned!"
Only then did Zhang Wuji remember that his Nine Yang Divine Art was already invulnerable to all poisons, and he quickly stepped forward to check Yang Xiao's pulse. He also has good medical skills, which can come in handy at this time.
After checking for a while, Zhang Wuji reluctantly discovered that the poison should be the dust extracted from the Datura flowers from the Western Regions. This poison can paralyze people's muscles and meridians, making them unable to use their strength at all.
Besides the antidote, the only way is to wait a few days for recovery.
But now the enemy should not give him time to wait.
"Kill!"
Sure enough, someone rushed over after a moment.
Zhang Wuji stood up and moved forward slowly.
He will single-handedly hold off the enemy for three days to buy time for everyone.
"Leader!" Yang Xiao and others shouted excitedly.
Over the past few days, they had figured out the character of the new leader, who was weak and easy to bully. They did not expect that at such a critical moment, he would actually sacrifice his life for them.
So touching!
If they have a chance to save their lives this time, they will definitely try to trick the leader less often in the future!
…
The mountains of Kunlun were guided by Jin Li, and everyone had good martial arts and strong legs. In less than two days, they climbed over a dozen mountains and covered a distance of nearly 200 miles to leave Kunlun.
Looking at the thousands of miles of mountains behind, filled with heavy fog, Song Yuanqiao suddenly thought of a sentence: "Such mountains and rivers are so thick and heavy, I don't know how the morning light shines on the world."
Those emperors and generals who expanded their territories in ancient times may have been so keen on herding horses after seeing these great rivers and mountains.
"Master Song, since the Yuan soldiers are besieging us here, they must have been planning for a long time, and our Emei station may be in danger. Let's say goodbye here." Miejie said with a smile.
Song Yuanqiao nodded: "Yes, we will rush back to Wudang as soon as possible. Although Master is here, Yuan Ting does not dare to go too far, but he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."
"Then, we will meet again soon!" Mie Mie said happily.
"Oh, by the way, Miss Zhi Ruo, do you know where I am, Junior Brother Wudang Yin?" Song Yuanqiao asked quickly as he recalled that day when Yin Liting ran away in heartbreak.
"I asked Erbai to follow me. If you want to look for it, let Dabai look for it." Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile.
She was also very happy at the thought of being able to return to Emei and stay at home.
I never want to come out again!
The outside world is so dirty!
Song Yuanqiao looked at his lost son. On his shoulder was a white crane squatting, preening its feathers proudly.
Along the way, the bird and the cat were the cleanest in the entire team, and everyone else had more or less dirty ideas.
I didn't expect this guy to be useful.
"Huh~" Dabai glanced at him contemptuously.
What are you looking at!
Song Yuanqiao:......
When the master dies and he becomes the leader, he will stew this bird!
Seeing Emei and others packing their things, the Wudang disciples were reluctant to leave.
Girl, a watery girl!
Song Yuanqiao pretended not to see it. None of them did. These disciples were thinking nonsense.
These days, who do you blame for not working hard?
Xian glanced at his son, still confused, and Song Yuanqiao was even more speechless.
Look at Master, he is more than a hundred years old, and he has no women. Now he is powerful and has profound skills! One can defeat seven apprentices.
Why don’t these disciples and their sons understand that women are all bone scrapers and will only overdraw their bodies like boiling frogs in warm water!
"Oh, by the way, Young Master Zhiruo, you still have to sell us a few of your Ling Qi Pills, otherwise Dabai won't listen to us at all." Song Yuanqiao suddenly remembered this matter and said loudly.
Dabai noticed the increasingly dangerous look in the kitten's eyes and hurriedly called out: "Hey~"
He's talking nonsense!
Zhiruo thought for a moment: "Master Song, I came out in a hurry this time and brought too little. If I give it to you, my family Lele won't have enough to eat."
Song Yuanqiao understood what he said as soon as he heard this: "Zhiruo Shaoxia, how much does one pill cost?"
"Twelve!" Zhiruo said firmly.
Song Yuanqiao was stunned. This girl was indeed good at doing business.
He asked tentatively: "Can one or two be okay?"
"Deal!" Zhiruo quickly replied.
Song Yuanqiao:......
Everyone:......
A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with, so Song Yuanqiao resisted the urge to bargain again: "I will take as many grains as Zhiruo Shaoxia has."
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then took off the bamboo basket and took out a large ceramic can: "Song Daxia, one thousand taels."
Song Yuanqiao:? ? ?
You have a thousand pills, but you still say there aren’t many?
The relationship between Emei and Wudang ends here!
Finally, Mie Mie couldn't help it anymore and stood up and said something fair: "Zhi Ruo, the current head of Song Daxia Wu still lacks your money? You can just give him the medicine. Who takes so much money when they go out?
When the time comes, just send your disciples to Wudang to get it. "
Zhiruo suddenly realized it and handed a large can to Song Yuanqiao: "Song Daxia, please order a little."
Song Yuanqiao subconsciously replied: "No need."
"Well, goodbye, heroes of the Song Dynasty, and farewell to all the heroes of Wudang!" Zhiruo waved happily, smiling like a flower.
Made a lot of money again!
After the Emei sect left, Song Yuanqiao was still holding the jar in a daze.
What just happened? How could he spend a thousand taels of silver in an instant?
Yu Lianzhou came over and patted his shoulder: "Brother, let's do business first."
Only then did Song Yuanqiao come back to his senses. He looked at the thousand taels in his hand and felt like crying. The disciples would probably have to drink porridge next year.
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"Dabai, hurry up, go find Erbai and see where my fourth junior brother has gone!" Song Yuanqiao said and handed over a spiritual pill.
After Dabai finished eating, he remained motionless, staring at the can in his hand, his meaning self-evident.
price goes up!
Song Yuanqiao:......
He was more angry at this moment than he had been in ten years. If he had that kind of skill, he would definitely teach him what etiquette and morality are.
Look at how well-behaved the little yellow cat they raise is. He eats as much as he is given throughout the day. He never goes against the rules, let alone cheats!
"Two at most. If you don't want to, I'll find them myself." Song Yuanqiao said in a muffled voice.
Dabai glanced at him twice, feeling that he was in danger of being stewed if he continued like this, so he quickly shouted: "Hey~"
make a deal!
After Dabai flew away, Yu Lianzhou looked in the direction of Guangmingding with a little sadness. There seemed to be a lot of people there, and it was obvious that the Yuan soldiers had not given up yet.
"Brother, will Wuji be okay?"
Song Yuanqiao also took a look: "Wuji has excellent martial arts skills and is brave and careful. His master showed him his face when he was a child and said that he has a good fortune and should be fine.
What I am worried about now is the safety of Wudang and Master. We stayed here for two days, and after finding the sixth junior brother, we rushed back quickly. "
Yu Lianzhou took another look at the bright dome hidden in the sea of clouds and sighed: "Well, I hope Wuji is fine!"
Song Yuanqiao was stunned. For some reason, after the fourth junior brother said this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.
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