Nalan Jinyan is the military advisor of the Wulin Alliance, and his prestige in the Wulin Alliance is extremely high. If he wants to take revenge, he must have enough power to compete with, or even solve, the entire Wulin Alliance.
If you stay in the Central Plains, you will never have the power of revenge.
Nalan Jingzhi, who lost everything, chose the Demon Cult that he once hated. This was the only way. Then he met the young leader.
The young man who threatened to change the entire demon sect was completely different from the good-for-nothing womanizer rumored to be. He was obviously the young leader of the demon sect, but he spoke like a decent person who took it as his duty to uphold the right path.
Initially, he did not have high expectations for him, but slowly, Nalan Jingzhi discovered that he was not just talking about changing the Demonic Cult.
His personality and the development of his power have made all this from a fantasy to something that is indeed possible.
Even Nalan Jingzhi, who had already decided to fall into the devil's path, felt that justice, which had long been swallowed up by revenge, was ready to move.
It's interesting to say that Nalan Jingzhi saw a familiar figure in the young leader from time to time, and getting along with the young leader made him feel like he was back in the Wulin League, fighting for the right path with the leader's son.
Every time he thought about this, Nalan Jingzhi couldn't help but feel that his idea was ridiculous. The son of the martial arts leader and the young leader of the Demon Cult, two people with completely different identities, gave him the same feeling.
He originally wanted to serve as the young leader's military advisor. With the development of their power, he would be able to deal with the Wulin Alliance in the future. It seemed that capturing Nalan Jinyan alive was not an extravagant hope.
Until that person appears.
"Wulin Alliance Yangcai, Nalan Jingzhi, your face looks much better than before, and your eyes have become sharp."
Standing behind Nalan Jingzhi, Fahua raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and said, "On behalf of Tiangong, I come to say hello to you. We intend to give you a chance."
He said slowly: "Don't you want to know the truth back then?"
The conditions put forward by Fahua and the power of Tiangong made Nalan Jingzhi agree to abandon the alliance of the young leader and assist Tiangong without thinking for too long.
If the young leader can develop, he may have a chance to realize his wish, but compared with Tiangong who knows the truth and is already powerful enough.
Tiangong is obviously a wiser and more stable choice.
As for treachery?
When his wife and children fell in his arms, all the righteousness and morality in his heart had long since dissipated. Today, Nalan Jingzhi is nothing more than a madman bent on revenge.
Although the market in Yuefeng is not as numerous as that of Shuifeng believers, at the foot of Tongyin Palace, there are still many tourists coming and going from inns and brothels, making Yuefeng's business not bad at all.
From the bustling crowd, the sounds of vendors could be heard.
"The moguo you can only eat today, come and try it!"
"My hero, why don't you enjoy a pot of rice wine while watching the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony?"
Bai Xiuping, wearing a bamboo hat, walked through the crowd and opened the door to the room on the second floor of the inn.
"You're here."
Nalan Jingzhi looked at the scene outside the window without turning his head.
Bai Xiuping raised his head, with a solemn expression and a slight frown on his face: "I saw the letter you left. What's going on? Where are the other sect leaders?"
"I can't contact them all. I guess they exposed their true colors and found another way out. That's what Mingjiao is all about, isn't it?"
"Don't you think it's strange that they both lost contact at the same time? I think they might have been plotted and fell into a trap."
Not to mention other people, will Gongsun Fu rebel?
Bai Xiuping absolutely didn't believe it. He wanted to leave long ago when the young leader was still Li Yiqing and everyone was shouting to beat him.
Nalan Jingzhi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "If someone is really plotting against us, then the secret palaces will not be completely silent, and Yangming Palace will not be safe either."
"Nalan Jingzhi, are you deliberately pretending not to know, or do you think I am ignorant?"
Bai Xiuping stared at Nalan Jingzhi fiercely, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I'm asking! Did you betray Yangming Palace?"
Nalan Jingzhi raised his head and looked directly at Bai Xiuping. Facing his fierce look, Nalan Jingzhi was silent for a moment and then suddenly smiled: "It turns out that you suspected me. It's a bold guess, but I didn't betray you." Isn’t that the reason?”
"Now that the master of Hidden Killing Palace is dead, the great elder has withdrawn from the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and the young leader's only enemy is the Wuxing Palace. When you get rid of Gongsun Huai and ascend to the position of leader, I can get what I want. Then I Why would I betray you again?"
"I'm different from them who have power in the Ming Cult. I don't even have any martial arts skills. Seeing the opportunity before me, if I switch sides in the battle, isn't it self-destruction?"
Nalan Jingzhi admired in his heart. He was indeed the youngest among the candidates for the position of leader, but the one with the best chance of success. If there were no accidents, maybe he would really become the leader of the Ming Cult.
But what if, even if he notices it?
At this point, there is no turning back for Nalan Jingzhi. No matter how many people are sacrificed, he will take revenge.
"What you said is well-founded and there is no problem. Let me not pursue this matter. So, what should I do now?"
"Actually, the situation is not that bad, because Gongsun Huai of Wu Xing Palace is also the same person. If he wants to become the leader, in addition to being recognized by the Mingjiao sect, he also needs to compete in martial arts and defeat other candidates before he can ascend to the position of leader. .”
"Recognition within the church? Do you mean the Presbyterian Council and the Master of the Secret Palace?"
Nalan Jingzhi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, but now the Council of Elders has withdrawn from the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and the Palace Masters have all disappeared, so you can only rely on yourself, and as the reincarnation of Ming Zun, ascend the balcony."
"As the reincarnation of Mingzun, you did several major things in Mingjiao that shocked Mingjiao. You won the hearts of the believers. With their support for you, you forced Gongsun Huai to fight with you."
Bai Xiuping frowned: "Will Gongsun Huai agree? After all, the reincarnation of Mingzun is just a name. Will he compete with someone who has no foundation in Mingjiao?"
"Gongsun Huai is the most face-saving person. In order to win over people's hearts, you have the support of the believers and challenge him. He will definitely accept the challenge. However, you need to be careful about the Blood Arrow Team hiding in the crowd."
Bai Xiuping walked to the door, stopped, turned his back to Nalan Jingzhi, and said slowly: "Someone once told me that as long as a person is alive, there is still a chance to change everything. I hope you remember it."
A door separates two thoughts.
Bai Xiuping leaned against the door and took a deep breath. Just as his senior said to him back then, he would persist until the end.
After stepping out of the inn, he was going to take over the Ming Cult.
What Bai Xiuping didn't expect was that there were so many onlookers that there was no end in sight. How could he quietly squeeze in with so many people?
"She will definitely come here. Taihe, you come and clear the way. We have to pass through the believers and go to the center."
A familiar voice came. He turned around and saw that it was Lu Deming, Gong Taihe and Duan Feilian. Their appearance surprised Bai Xiuping.
Lu Deming, who was tapped on the shoulder, turned around impatiently, "Who is it?"
"Lu Deming, it's me."
Lu Deming looked at the man in front of him who was talking to him in a line, wearing a strange green mask, with his mouth wide open and a question mark on his face: "Mallard?"
"I am the young leader!"
Lu Deming was stunned, "Young Master..."
"Shhh! Be quiet and talk to me in a line. The situation is not right now. Let's retreat first and then talk. Keep a low profile and spread out so that no one will notice."
Inside the inn.
Lu Deming asked: "Young Master, what is going on? And why are you wearing this weird mask?"
Gong Taihe put his hands on his hips and sighed: "Why are you here just now? A lot of things have happened during this time!"
Bai Xiuping did not answer them directly.
"I would like to ask you, why are you here?"
"Originally, we and the captain were looking for my sister together, but suddenly there was an emergency report from the palace, saying that the palace owner and the Taihua group were missing. The other team members and the captain returned to Jianyuan Palace first."
At this point, the three of them lowered their heads in frustration.
Nowadays, it can be said that the top combat power of Jianyuan Palace is no longer there. Their number is already small. Now that the palace master and elites are not here, there is really no confidence in guarding Jianyuan Palace.
Bai Xiuping glanced at a few people, put his hands on the shoulders of Gong Taihe and Lu Deming, and said comfortingly: "I have heard about this matter, so you don't have to worry too much. Palace Master Lu is very skilled in martial arts, so self-protection is not difficult. It’s no big deal when I think about it.”
"Yes, nothing will happen. Father must still be alive."
Bai Xiuping looked strange, raised his eyebrows and asked, "But why are you looking for your sister? That girl, no, did something happen to Miss Lu?"
Lu Deming's expression suddenly became awkward.
