Rifeng, Yangming Palace.
Bai Xiuping returned to Yangming Palace and looked around blankly. He was a little uncomfortable with such a quiet Yangming Palace. Doesn't that guy Gongsun Fu usually rush out?
Or should everyone leave first?
"You're back late. The heaven-sacrifice ceremony is about to begin." Bi Yuanzhang leaned against the tree and said in a deep voice.
Bai Xiuping was stunned, "Damn it! I'm going to get something, we'll go there right away."
Bi Yuanzhang did not move, lowered his head and said slowly: "Do we have to go?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Xiupei, leave the Mingjiao with me, leave Shiwandashan, and return to the place that belongs to us."
In the place that belongs to us, Bai Xiuping naturally knew what Bi Yuanzhang meant. He had always been reluctant to talk about it. He hesitated for a moment, as if explaining to Bi Yuanzhang or comforting himself.
"It's almost over. When things here are over, we can go back to the Wulin League together."
Bi Yuanzhang stared at Bai Xiuping, how could he not see what his best friend was thinking at this moment.
He was silent for a while, then took out a letter and handed it to Bai Xiuping, "Senior asked me to give this to you."
"The sacrifices before the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony have already begun. At such a critical time, there is no news from the sect owners. I suspect that the sect owners have rebelled. I am waiting for you at the Red Mansion Inn at the mouth of Yuefeng Lake. Please come quickly."
Bai Xiuping crumpled the letter into a ball and shouted angrily: "What the hell is he talking about!"
Bi Yuanzhang glanced at Bai Xiuping, who had such a huge reaction, and said in a deep voice: "The Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is about to be held, but you haven't come back. Those sect leaders may have changed their minds. Gongsun Fu is the son of the Master of Wuxing Palace, Luo Xue is originally from the Guangming Palace."
"Is it any wonder that they would betray? Have you forgotten that this is the Demon Cult? In the end, those guys are just members of the Demon Cult. How can they be honest and loyal?"
He asked: "Would you rather believe in the people of the Demon Cult now than the senior you once respected the most?"
Bai Xiuping clenched his fists. If he was still Bai Xiuping from the martial arts alliance, he would naturally not have any doubts about the content of this letter.
"No, something must have gone wrong. There is no way they would do such a thing."
"Shuhei!"
"Bi Yuanzhang, maybe to you, this is just a demon sect, but the world is so big, where are all the people good, and where are all the people evil? It's true that they are members of the Ming sect, but we The past we experienced together really does exist!”
Gongsun Fu, who was greedy for life and fearful of death, was willing to draw his sword against a powerful enemy for his sake. When Yangming Palace declined and everyone ran away, he still chose to stay.
Zhuang Fangliang and his daughter have a deep love for each other and persevere no matter how many hardships they face for each other, and Xiao Nanfeng is willing to die in order to change the Ming Cult so that innocent women will no longer be forced to be sold to Tongyin Palace.
Also, although his nominal father-in-law is an old-fashioned person who is difficult to communicate with, he is an extremely pure swordsman.
Bai Xiuping said resolutely: "To me, they cannot be described as people from the Demon Cult, and they are definitely not the kind of people who would abandon me and run away! I want to go to the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and I must go in person!"
"Don't you regret it?"
Bai Xiuping chuckled: "You are already dead. This life is earned. What is there to regret?"
Bi Yuanzhang lowered his head, frowned, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "The sect leaders have not rebelled."
…
"Xiao Nanfeng, Lu Haizhou, Dongfang Kui, Zhuang Fangliang and Wei Yuanji, these five people have been dealt with. Now we only need to reincarnate Gongsun Huai and Ming Zun and continue to play their roles."
Fahua sneered.
The wooden wheelchair made a creaking sound. Nalan Jingzhi stared at Fahua and said solemnly: "No matter whose hands the demon sect falls into, or whether it is destroyed, it has nothing to do with me. You just have to abide by the agreement."
"Of course, since you have laid such an interesting plot for me, I will not break your promise." Fahua walked to the door and stopped, "Nalan Jinyan, the military advisor of the Wulin Alliance, I will definitely capture him alive. Delivered to you."
Nalan Jingzhi looked down at the market outside the window, and there was an endless stream of believers. These were ordinary believers, and they had nothing to do with this matter, but the ones who sacrificed the most in wars were often the ordinary people below.
Today's bustling market will soon turn into a purgatory.
Once decided, there is no turning back. Nalan Jingzhi closed his eyes, knowing that he would never regret it. He murmured to himself: "Uncle, we will meet soon."
…
Wulin League.
"Uncle, I discovered a strange thing. Many people have disappeared in recent years. The boxer from Qingcheng Mountain, Li Huajian from Huashan, and many people from the Wulin Alliance have all disappeared inexplicably."
Sitting in front of the desk, with his back to Nalan Jingzhi's martial arts allied division, Nalan Jinyan said, "Could they just go into seclusion?"
"Probably not. There are ten missing people from the decent sect alone. Add in the evil sect and those from outside the Great Wall, and the number is over fifty."
Nalan Jingzhi said seriously: "Uncle, we must investigate this matter carefully. There must be something fishy behind this matter. Please allow Team Lingyun to take action."
Nalan Jinyan chuckled: "Okay, okay, I understand, don't worry, I will report this to the alliance leader right away."
However, within a few days after that day's conversation, Nalan Jingzhi's family was attacked.
He watched helplessly as his wife and children fell in his arms, losing their breath. Nalan Jingzhi hugged his wife and children and kept repeating in a trembling voice: "Please, get up."
Nalan Jingzhi did not cry, but shed two lines of bloody tears.
Dantian was destroyed, his wife and children died, there is no greater tragedy in life than this.
This talented martial arts strategist lost everything in one night. Nalan Jingzhi managed to survive by feigning death. He wanted to return to Nalan's home, but he heard news from Nalan's home that he was practicing in seclusion. .
Nalan Jingzhi, whose legs were crippled, lost all his martial arts skills, and finally had his family ruined, was already in his forties, but suddenly he became senile.
Despite this, Nalan Jingzhi did not end up with this, and has been living quietly, just wanting to know why he ended up like this.
The terrifying obsession made Nalan Jingzhi, and he did not hesitate to live an ignoble life with this broken body.
The Jiuliu Sect has a secret book that is only passed down to the sect leader, which records all the unknown secrets in the world. When he climbed to the position of the leader of the Jiuliu Sect, Nalan Jingzhi finally knew the answer.
"The target of the assassination is Nalan Jingzhi, a talented martial arts ally, and all his relatives."
"Client——Nalan Jinyan"
After getting the answer, Nalan Jingzhi clutched the secret record tightly, with blood lines covering his eyes. He wanted revenge and urgently needed power, power that could compete with the entire Wulin Alliance, so he had to leave the Central Plains, come to Shiwan Mountain, and enter Mingjiao.
