Chapter 62 Persian Ming Cult

night.

Song Ming had just fallen asleep under Zhao Min's service, when suddenly Song Ming's ears moved and he opened his eyes. There was a strange look in his eyes. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, no one in the world has dared to break into the palace. After all, it is well known that Song Ming is a top-notch master second only to Zhang Sanfeng.

Breaking into the palace is no different from seeking death.

Seeing that Zhao Min was asleep, Song Ming got up gently, left the palace, and jumped up on the palace, and saw a black shadow moving quickly in the darkness, with great effort.

"Which master in the world dares to break into the big house!" A cold look flashed in Song Ming's eyes.

Song Ming used the Wudang Tiyun Zong, as light as a flying swallow. He caught up with him in a few jumps, and used the eighteen palms of the dragon and slapped the man in black with one palm. But the man in black was also cunning, and he didn't fight with Song Ming, and jumped over a partition wall to get rid of Song Ming. Song Ming snorted coldly, if he let the man in black escape, then what face would he have to dominate this huge country?

Immediately after jumping onto the wall, I saw the man in black walking and stunningly fast, and he was a master in the world. But Song Ming couldn't remember any character in the world who could compete with him.

After all, Song Ming had better light skills, but he had already pulled the distance closer in a few breaths. The qi covered the man in black, and the palm traction made the man in black unable to avoid it and could only take action. But today, Zhang Sanfeng was released, who could be Song Ming's opponent? But with three palms, the man in black was beaten back step by step by step by step by step and forced into the corner. It was difficult to have room to display it. Song Ming pointed at the acupoints of the man in black with one Yang, making the man in black unable to move.

"I want to see who you are, and dare to break into the palace at night!" Song Ming sneered and pulled off the masked man in black.

This man in black is actually a beautiful woman with skin as cream, almond eyes and peach cheeks. She is radiant and beautiful, and she is so beautiful that she is beautiful. Although she is already middle-aged, she is not inferior to Xiao Zhao.

What's even more incredible is that the beautiful woman looked six or seventy-seventh-slightly like Xiao Zhao in her eyes.

"Purple-dressed Dragon King" Dai Qisi, also known as Golden Flower Grandma!

Seeing Dai Qisi's face was pale and wounds on her shoulders, Song Ming was puzzled. Dai Qisi's martial arts skills were so powerful that she could compete with her in the world without having the number of palms. Who could injure her?

"Madam Han, why are you injured?" Song Ming untied Daiqisi's acupoints, took out a jade box from his arms, opened the jade box and took a pill for Daiqisi to take. This pill was a healing medicine refined by Song Ming.

Dai Qisi swallowed the pills and felt that the pain in her body had been relieved a lot. Looking at Song Ming again, she felt quite complicated.

When they met for the first time, Song Ming told them that the couple could obtain the Emei Nine Yang Gong and Shaolin Nine Yang Gong. Practicing internal skills could eliminate cold poison. However, her husband could not suppress the cold poison because of the use of force, and he died. When they met again, Song Ming could defeat her and save Hu Qingniu's life. After a few years, Song Ming became the leader of the Ming Cult, turning the tide, preventing the Ming Cult from being destroyed by the encirclement and suppression of major sects. Then, using the Ming Cult as the foundation to drive out the Tartars, restore China, and become the king of a country.

What made Dai Qisi even more complicated was that Song Ming married Xiao Zhao, making Xiao Zhao the Queen of the Ming Dynasty! But Xiao Zhao was her daughter.

Dai Qisi did not answer directly, but instead described the past: "For hundreds of years, the leader of the Ming Cult in Middle Earth was a man, but the leader of the priest of Persia has always been a woman, and he is a virgin who never married. The classics of the priest solemnly stipulate that the priests are the leader to maintain the sacred chastity of the Ming Cult. After each leader takes over, he will select the three daughters of the higher vocational vocationals in the priests, called the 'saint'. These three saints took office and made oaths, marched around in all directions, and accumulated merits for the Ming Cult. After the death of the priests, the elders in the priests gathered to discuss the merits of the three saints, and selected the saint who made the greatest merits as the priests. But if anyone of these three saints loses their chastity, he will be punished to burn his body. Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, the priests will be sent to chase him to maintain the chastity and goodness of the saints..."

As Dai Qisi talked about it, Song Ming knew why Dai Qisi was injured. It turned out that the Persian Ming Cult sent people to Zhongtu. He didn't know how to investigate and capture Dai Qisi. As a saint of Persian Ming Cult, Dai Qisi knew how terrifying torture she would face once she was caught and returned to the Persian Ming Cult's headquarters. So she fought with it. As a result, facing the joint efforts of the three Persian envoys, Dai Qisi was no match and was injured.

Faced with the pursuit of the Persian Ming Cult, Dai Qisi hid in and out, and thought of entering the palace to find Xiao Zhao's protection.

"How is the situation of the Persian Ming Cult now?" Song Ming frowned slightly and asked.

"Under the head of the Persian priesthood, there are twelve great sutra masters, called the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, and their status is equivalent to the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult of Middle Earth. The twelve Treasure Tree Kings are the most powerful saints, two are wisdom, three are always victorious, four are mastering fire, five are diligent in cultivation, six are equal, seven are faith, eight are suppressing evil, nine are upright, ten are merits, and eleven are united. The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are mainly focused on studying teachings and pursuing classics, and they are not necessarily strong in martial arts." Daiqisi said: "There are dozens of envoys, with high martial arts and low martial arts, and the high martial arts are first-class masters, and the low martial arts are second-class martial arts."

"I have been away from Persia for decades and have never returned to Persia, and I don't know much about the Persian archivist. However, seeing the clothes of the Persian envoys, it should be that the Persian archivist died of illness." Daiqisi said.

At this time, several figures broke into the palace, each with yellow hair and blue eyes, tall figures, all of whom were Persian Hu.

"Daiqisi, where do you hope to escape!" said a big man.

"Who are you waiting for? How dare you break into the palace!" Song Ming shouted, his voice resounding throughout the palace. For a moment, the palace guards woke up and rushed here one after another.

"So what if you break into the palace? Even if you Emperor Ming Dynasty sees us, you have to salute us!" The three leaders shouted in unison, and then Song Ming felt a sound behind him, and a weapon hit him. He hurriedly avoided him, kicked him backwards, and another one rushed over to the left.

The three of them had strange martial arts moves, which were very different from the Central Plains martial arts. For a time, Song Ming could not defeat the three of them.

"See Your Majesty!" The imperial guards saw Song Ming and knelt down and bowed.

"So you are the leader of the Ming Cult in Middle Earth, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty "Song Ming"!" A Persian man held the Holy Fire Order in his hand and shouted: "This is the "Holy Fire Order" of the Ming Cult. Seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the leader. Why don't you kneel down quickly and obey my orders!"

"Idiot!" Song Ming seemed to be an idiot. Not to mention that he has already been in the Ming Cult now, even if there is, he is the leader of the Ming Cult. The Holy Fire Order is just a symbol. The Persian barbarian really thought that the Holy Fire Order had any effect.

"You all surround here, don't let anyone go!" Song Ming said, and then he ignored whether the martial arts of the Persian Three Envoys were strange. The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Dragons attacked the Persian Three Envoys like a scattered sea of ​​scattered people. As for the other five or six Persians, they were captured by the guards.

It turned out that Song Ming thought that one force would reduce ten times. No matter how weird the three Persian moves were, the three of them would join forces to understand each other. It would be perfect. I would break it with one force!

Although the Three Persians had extraordinary tricks, their martial arts were not as good as those of Song and Ming dynasties. Song and Ming practiced several magical skills. Although they were the Supreme Master of Nine Five in recent years, they still spent half an hour to practice martial arts every day.

After fighting for more than fifty moves, the three Persian envoys finally couldn't resist it. They were beaten to the point of being overturned and fell to the ground. Immediately, the guards stepped forward to catch the three of them.

"Prepare it and torture it!" Song Ming said, and then captured the six holy fire orders on the ground.

The Holy Fire Order is a black token about six feet long, and each Holy Fire Order is engraved with words. But the Holy Fire Order is neither gold nor jade, and its texture is extremely hard. Each Holy Fire Order has different lengths and sizes, which seem to be transparent and non-transparent, making it seem like there is a slight swelling in it, but in fact it makes the quality reflect the light and the color change.

According to the Ming Cult's scriptures, there are twelve holy fire orders, six of which are engraved with martial arts, and the other six are engraved with the three major orders and five small orders of the Ming Cult's teaching rules. Song Ming looked at the six holy fire orders in his hand that were engraved with martial arts.

The Imperial Guard retreated, and although Song Ming did not blame him, the Imperial Guard commander still strengthened his vigilance.

But Song Ming knew that it was not difficult for top experts in the world to avoid the guards.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao had already fallen asleep late at night, Song Ming arranged Dai Qisi to rest in a palace for a while and arranged for them to meet tomorrow.

When Song Ming returned to the palace, he saw Zhao Min still sleeping soundly, and thought to himself that the sound insulation effect of the palace was really good.
Chapter completed!