"The Holy Fire God has an order!"
On the altar, Yan Zhiruo kneaded the magic formula with her hands and said solemnly: "A new flame is born in Mingjiao. The believers obey the orders. The hope to guide us forward has appeared. It is the young leader Li Yiqing! He will inherit the holy fire, lead Mingjiao and become the leader of Mingjiao. The new leader!"
The remaining believers in the audience cheered and shouted.
Did they call the young leader a lecherous scoundrel before? What lecher? Who scolded the young leader?
In the eyes of today's believers, the young leader is someone who can defeat Gong Sunhuai, the master of the Martial Punishment Palace. No matter what he did before, it must have its own profound meaning.
This is how people in the world are, doing everything without thinking.
"Shaocheng, let's go back to the palace."
During the battle, Mu Shaocheng was far away from the battlefield. Although he was hit by the aftermath, he was not seriously injured. It was the first time he saw the palace master in such a mess. He squatted down and said, "Palace Master, let me help you."
"My useless son will be taken care of by you from now on."
Bai Xiuping looked at his back. In the past, Gongsun Huai, who could be said to be inferior to one person in the Mingjiao, now needed help to even walk, and his emotions were complicated.
It was indeed possible to kill him directly, but that would only allow the Mingjiao to continue the endless fight, just like in the past.
Changing Mingjiao becomes empty talk.
"Don't worry, Gongsun Fu is now the master of Yangming Palace."
"I didn't expect that boy to become famous after leaving home." Gongsun Huai stopped, "If I had seen earlier that you had inherited the true inheritance of the Demon, I might have followed you to create a new prosperous age. Your words might have made the Ming Cult leave. The bondage of a hundred thousand mountains.”
Gongsun Huai walked forward slowly, his steps heavy, "But everything is too late. The defeated people have only one way to go. The future of the Mingjiao and that kid are all entrusted to you."
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Moon Peak, Holy Fire Palace.
A huge statue wearing a holy fire mask, a holy fire sword on his waist, and holding an hourglass stood up. Bai Xiuping looked up at the man's familiar attire and asked, "Is this a demon?"
Yan Zhiruo stood behind him, resumed her saintly posture, nodded and said: "The Patriarch of the Heavenly Demon is the son of the Holy Fire God and the first savior in the world. You already own two of the five sacred weapons, right?"
"Each of the five holy weapons has universal power, but no one has ever been able to exert its power. As for the other three holy weapons you are missing, I know the whereabouts of two of them."
Bai Xiuping didn't have a good impression of the woman in front of him who turned against him in battle.
"I advise you not to play tricks. I'm not here to find out the whereabouts of the Five Sacred Artifacts. If you have anything to say, you'd better say it directly."
Yan Zhiruo looked at Bai Xiuping, who exuded terrifying coercion, and faced his domineering attitude and threats. After a moment of silence, Yan Zhiruo sighed softly: "It seems you still don't believe me."
"I have no reason to believe that a person who joins forces with Tiangong will immediately turn around and sincerely help me."
"Yes, I did join forces with Tiangong, but I have no choice." Yan Zhiruo asked, "Do you know why the court calls us the Demon Cult?"
Bai Xiuping sneered: "Don't you know what Mingjiao believers do in the world? In the name of faith, they don't abide by the law and do evil."
"Are the laws of the imperial court necessarily correct? Do people from both good and evil factions in the Central Plains abide by them?"
Yan Zhiruo looked directly into his eyes and asked: "Apart from the martial arts in the Central Plains, what about the people outside the Great Wall? Loulan and other countries in the Western Region believe in Islam, so their behavior is better than that of the Ming Cult? Why are they not the Demon Cult?"
Bai Xiuping frowned. What the woman in front of him said was just sophistry, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Young Master, you are going to become the pillar of the Ming Cult. Naturally, you have to know why the Ming Cult is called the Demon Cult. Only in this way can I return to you what you, the Young Cult, have entrusted to me."
"What did I entrust to you?" Bai Xiuping was stunned. Yan Zhiruo should be talking about the original young leader Li Yiqing, but how could he entrust something to Yan Zhiruo, the master of the Holy Fire Palace? What else is worth keeping for Yan Zhiruo?
There are many questions in my mind, but before that, there is something more important.
Bai Xiuping had a sullen face and said coldly: "Before that, how is my sect master doing now?"
"They are all still alive. The Sword Demon and the Poison Demon escaped from the clouds of Yuan Lai Peak, and the White Snake escaped from his residence. As for the Blood Shura, he was imprisoned in the Palace of Light before and survived a narrow escape. "
Yan Zhiruo continued: "Gongsun Fu and Wei Yuanji also broke the prison in Huoya Lake and successfully escaped."
Will the Heavenly Palace let the duck fly?
Rather than believing that they were so lucky, Bai Xiuping doubted the authenticity of Yan Zhiruo's words.
"Please believe me, they should all have returned to their respective palaces. If I really lie to you, you will not let me go. Besides, if you don't believe me, there is no need for you to ask me, right? "
I said you don’t believe it, but if you don’t believe it, you still ask.
Bai Xiuping's face froze, and he said slightly embarrassed: "I have nothing to say, so I will believe you for now."
"Then let me ask you, who is the master of the Heavenly Palace?" Bai Xiuping said seriously.
"He is a nearly immortal existence. This person is hidden deep in the Shiwan Mountain. It is the Lord of the Heavenly Palace who has brought darkness to the Ming Cult for a long time. The Lord of the Heavenly Palace has been changing identities for hundreds of years, and no one has seen it. He can't live up to his true colors, but as long as he wants, no one can escape his control."
Yan Zhiruo seemed to be opening an ancient book, remembering and saying sadly: "Zhao Mingzhang, who was born into one of the nine great families, and Li Wufeng, the thirty-fourth generation leader selected through the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, have the same minds, like the sun and the moon supporting each other. Decided to overthrow the rule of Dayuan."
"At that time, they could not fight against the entire Yuan Dynasty with their own strength, so they needed to use other forces, and the White Lotus Sect, which formed a militia uprising, was the force they used. Those two finally joined forces with the White Lotus Sect to overthrow Conquered Dayuan and established Daxia."
Yan Zhiruo paused, "But they don't know that the White Lotus Sect is also known as the Tiangong. When the leader Li Wufeng was seriously ill, the Tiangong triggered a rebellion in Shiwanda Mountain, and the remnants of the Tiangong also infiltrated into the imperial court and the royal family. "
"When the royal family realized that the Mingjiao had been invaded by the Tiangong, in order to suppress the Tiangong, they immediately ordered the Mingjiao to be classified as a demonic sect. The Mingjiao, which was once close to the royal family, became estranged from the relationship between the two parties."
"Now the officials in the court, including the six ministers and the royal princes, are all from Tiangong. Previously, there was a eunuch named Wang Ge who was in charge of the government, and he was also from Tiangong."
Bai Xiuping frowned. If Wang Ge was also from Tiangong, then Tiangong might have planned Zhao Guangyi's kidnapping outside the Great Wall. Zuo Bei, who imprisoned Zhao Guangyi at that time, had Tiangong's Canglong tablet on him.
"I don't know what the purpose of Tiangong is." Yan Zhiruo raised her head and looked at the young leader solemnly, "But what is certain is that they do not want the power of Mingjiao to grow. They are constantly planning behind the scenes of Mingjiao. They all want to use Mingjiao as a sacrifice in a bloody war."
"But the appearance of you, Young Master, made this heaven-sacrifice ceremony not go as they wished. They will definitely plan other things now."
Bai Xiuping's face became more and more gloomy and ugly. If what Yan Zhiruo said was true, Tiantian Palace would definitely sacrifice others in order to make up for the failure of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
It is very likely that Tiangong will take action while he is in the Holy Fire Palace. He must go back as soon as possible and summon other sect leaders to deal with this matter.
Bai Xiuping stood up and walked towards the door, "I don't have time to waste here. I'll take my leave now."
"It's too late. You know too little about Tiangong. You don't know where they are and you can't predict their actions."
Bai Xiuping gradually became impatient, and a fierce look flashed deep in his eyes, "So I will do nothing but sit here and listen to you talk about the past of Mingjiao? I am going back to Yangming Palace. If you dare If you stop me, don’t blame me for being rude.”
Yan Zhiruo shook his head and said: "I don't dare to stop it, but before the succession ceremony of the previous leader, the Lord of Tiangong will come here alone to meet with the successor leader. No one knows the content of the conversation between the two parties, but the Lord of Tiangong will definitely come, you Just stay here and wait."
