Chapter 43: Execute Shaolin first, then destroy Wudang
Taiyuan Taoist was just a little surprised. He did not feel that this matter was beyond his control. Instead, Zhang Wuji became excited.
"King Wei Bat, then, have the brothers in the sect found any trace of Wudang?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Wuji's voice seemed to be trembling a little, and his eyes looking at Wei Yixiao hinted at expectation, wanting to get the answer he wanted from him.
It's just that things in this world are often more cruel and less satisfying.
Wei Yixiao smiled bitterly, "Brother Zhang, the brothers at the foot of the mountain also found the bodies of some Wudang disciples along the way, but no trace of the Wudang heroes was found."
"This, what should we do? What happened? There are many masters of the six major sects. Could it be that they were all wiped out in one battle?"
Zhang Wuji looked a little pale and his body swayed, which showed that his mind was fluctuating and it was difficult to calm down.
"Wuji, you don't have to worry. We will find out what the truth is. Go and find out. King Wei Bat, please order everyone to go to Mingzun Hall for a while."
After Taoist Taiyuan finished speaking, he took the lead in taking a step forward. His steps were graceful and he was already far away in the blink of an eye.
A moment later, all the high-ranking officials of the Ming Cult were lined up in the Ming Zun Hall. Taiyuan Taoist was sitting high in the center, with Zhang Wuji standing next to him as the deputy leader.
"Everyone, we all know the news. Pindao intends to go to the Central Plains to find out what is going on. Now we will make arrangements for teaching affairs."
Taiyuan Taoist had great prestige in the Ming Cult at this time. Not to mention that he single-handedly overpowered everyone with his unparalleled martial arts and ascended to the position of leader, ending the Ming Cult's decades of fragmentation. It was also because of him that he was saved
After a catastrophe in the Mingjiao, the six major sects' siege of Guangmingding became a dead letter. With such prestige, there is no need to say anything more, and it is natural to follow the instructions directly.
Sure enough, everyone agreed without any objection.
"Okay, Ambassador Yang, you will command the four gates of the Five Banners this time. You will sit at Guangmingding and contact all directions. The five scattered people will go ahead and rush to the Central Plains. You will lead the rebels from all sides, allocate food and grass, transmit messages, command all the armies, and handle the distribution of all parties.
I can take full responsibility for the affairs of the altar. King Wei Bat, King Eagle, Wuji, you and I will go to the Central Plains with Pindao."
As soon as Taoist Taiyuan finished speaking, everyone took the order.
After arranging everything, the five scattered people did not stay much and went directly to Guangmingding and headed for the Central Plains.
Taiyuan Taoist and his entourage, traveling in a light carriage, arrived at Guangmingding after half a day and were on their way to the Central Plains.
Along the way, the wind and sand are boundless, and the yellow dust is billowing. It is different from the scene of solitary smoke in the desert and the setting sun on the long river.
On this day, we were not far from Yumen Pass. As everyone was walking, Taiyuan Taoist thought, and heard a faint moaning sound coming from the remote jungle not far away.
"Stay here, there's someone in front of you, come with me and take a look."
After saying that, he walked over first.
The person on the ground was wearing a Taoist robe, covered in blood, and breathing weakly. Taiyuan Taoist raised his eyebrows, and it turned out to be Yin Liting.
What a coincidence. Even though many changes had taken place, Yin Liting was still robbed, which made him sigh with emotion.
"It's Uncle Six!"
Zhang Wuji suddenly exclaimed and ran over in a few steps.
"Yes, it's Yin Liuxia!"
Yin Tianzheng's sharp eyesight also saw that the person lying on the ground was Wudang Yin Liting.
"Uncle Six, Uncle Six, who is it? Who did it?"
Zhang Wuji has superb medical skills, but in a blink of an eye, he has already seen Yin Liting's current condition. The joints of his limbs have been pinched, which is exactly the same as Yu Daiyan's condition. Such cruel methods made Zhang Wuji extremely angry.
Yin Liting was already in a state of confusion at this time. If Taoist Taoist group from Taiyuan hadn't happened to pass by, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to survive for a few days in this barren mountain and wilderness.
"Wuji, okay, let's help Yin Liting up first. He has lost a lot of energy and is at the end of his strength. If he doesn't get treatment, he may not be able to survive. If you have any questions, wait until he wakes up."
Taiyuan Taoist said.
With Yin Liting's incident, everyone could only stop for a while.
Zhang Wuji's extraordinary medical skills and his advanced internal strength meant that although Yin Liting was seriously injured, under his treatment, he woke up and regained his consciousness in just half a day.
"Uncle Six, you wake up!"
With an exclamation, Zhang Wuji's face finally relaxed a lot.
"Ahem, Wuji, you are Wuji!"
Yin Liting opened her eyes and saw Zhang Wuji. She was so excited that she coughed repeatedly.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Uncle Six, what happened? How did you end up like this?"
After a while, everyone finally understood the whole story. Sure enough, people from the six major sects were assassinated.
With Song Yuanqiao's reminder, everyone in the Six Factions had already been more vigilant. They did not dare to be careless along the way, and the Six Factions were not separated on the way. However, even so, they were ambushed and plotted by the Yuan and Meng imperial court on the way.
Thousands of soldiers and horses suddenly rushed out, with strong bows and crossbows, cavalry charged to kill, and masters such as Xuan Ming and others came out together. Although the six major sects tried their best to resist, there was no danger to defend in the vast desert. People in the martial arts met regular elites.
The consequences of the cavalry's killing can be imagined.
What is even more sad is that the masters of all the sects were poisoned by Shixiang Ruanjin San without realizing it. They lost all their internal strength and could not exert 30% of their 100% martial arts. How could they withstand such a situation?
A master of Yuan Meng who is like a wolf and a tiger.
"Yin Liuxia, are you saying that all the disciples and masters from the six major sects who came to the Western Region this time have been wiped out?"
Taiyuan Taoist interjected and asked, but he wanted to see if anyone could escape the catastrophe, so that someone could rush to the Central Plains to report the news, so that Yuan Meng would not be caught off guard.
"Ahem, originally Yin was lucky enough not to be poisoned. My elder brother and others tried their best to get me to break out of the encirclement and spread the news. Unfortunately, I couldn't go dozens of miles away, so I was killed by four or five masters who suddenly appeared.
After being ambushed and unable to win after a hard fight, his limbs and bones were crushed with powerful diamond fingers, and he ended up as a cripple now."
Yin Liting's face showed endless bitterness, and it was obvious that this incident had dealt a serious blow to him.
Everyone nodded sadly, understanding that one moment he was the world-famous Yin Liuxia, and the next moment he had become a paralyzed cripple. Such a blow was unbearable for a martial arts master in his prime.
"By the way, when I was in a daze, I vaguely heard that those people seemed to be gathering people to destroy all the martial arts sects. Wuji, Wuji, hurry up and rush to Wudang. Wudang is in trouble. This news must be conveyed to everyone.
Master knows, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Yin Liting suddenly thought of something, became excited, and roared loudly.
Zhang Wuji's expression changed, and even Yin Tianzheng and others were shocked.
The news of the destruction of the martial arts world in the Central Plains was no small matter. When they thought about it carefully, all the elite masters of various factions were wiped out on the road to the Western Regions. At this time, the power left in the mountain gate was probably weaker than ever. Once the masters of the Yuan and Meng court really took action,
It's really hard to resist.
"Well, this matter is indeed serious. From Pindao's point of view, we have to speed up and rush to the Central Plains. Otherwise, if the Yuanmeng court really destroys the righteous ways of martial arts one by one, then the general trend of the world will undergo unpredictable changes."
Taoist Taiyuan's face became serious. He was very aware of the influence of various martial arts sects on the world situation. Whether it was Wudang, Shaolin, or Huashan, Kunlun, and Mount Emei, they were all powerful men. Their influence in various places was huge, and even more or less.
It played a certain role in containing the Yuan and Meng Dynasties. If these sects were really destroyed, it would definitely be a huge blow to the overall anti-Yuan movement.
"What the leader said is absolutely true. I see that we must hurry up and head to the Central Plains. The worst we can do is pass on the news so that each faction can be on guard so that no one is caught off guard."
Yin Tianzheng is old and strong, and has a careful mind. He also instantly saw the terrible harm involved.
So the Mingjiao people waited until Yin Liting had recovered a little strength, then entered the pass and left after a dusty journey.
Not long after passing Yumen Pass, the windy and sandy scene of the desert has slowly faded away, the surrounding vegetation has gradually become lush, and the number of people along the way has become denser.
The Mingjiao people had no intention of visiting the scenic spots in the Central Plains, and ran all the way towards the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Their first target is Shaolin.
Shaolin is the leader of righteousness in the world, with profound knowledge and resounding reputation. If Yuan Meng really wants to destroy the martial arts world in the Central Plains, then Shaolin will be the first choice. As long as Shaolin is broken, it will be a huge blow to the righteousness of Jianghu. Such a strategy
The target, with Zhao Min's mental wisdom, can naturally be seen.
So Taiyuan Taoist took a group of people directly to Songshan Shaolin.
The towering Songshan Mountain is majestic and majestic. The ancient Shaolin Temple is located under the Wuru Peak of Songshan Mountain. Because of the dense jungle surrounding Shaoshi Mountain where it is located, it is named Shaolin Temple.
The Mingjiao group managed not to delay and headed all the way to the Shaolin Mountain Gate.
When everyone arrived, they found that the Shaolin Mountain Gate was closed and there was no sound. There were no pilgrims coming and going, and there were no monks stationed outside the mountain gate.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) The most ancient temple in the world, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, now seems extremely quiet and deep, making people feel a chill.
"Master, something is wrong with the situation. There are many masters in Shaolin Temple, and cigarettes are popular on weekdays. Why is it so quiet today? Has something unexpected happened?"
Wei Yixiao exclaimed softly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
When he thought about it, Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, had stood firm in the martial arts world of the Central Plains for many years. It had a profound foundation. Deep inside the Zen temple, there were countless secrets hidden by masters and masters. Even though a group of masters had been taken away by the siege of Guangmingding, they were left behind.
The power in the temple is not easy. It is not so easy to conquer such a huge force.
"What's going on, we'll find out once we enter the temple!"
Taoist Taiyuan is already an innate master and has a keen sense of spirituality. He has already felt that there are almost no people in the Shaolin Temple. He has a clue in his heart, but he has not said it. What is the truth? You have already arrived at the gate of the Shaolin Temple. You will know when you go in and take a look.
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Walking forward, Taiyuan Taoist gently pushed the door of Shaolin Temple, and the two doors were opened easily.
Everyone walked through the mountain gate, corridor, Tianwang Hall, Thousand Buddha Hall, Mahavira Hall, etc., but never saw a single monk. The huge Shaolin Temple was as silent as a ghost.
"It seems that Shaolin has been robbed!"
Taoist Taiyuan's tone was calm and very sure.
"Master, it seems that we are a step late. The Shaolin Temple has been captured. It's terrible. Is it true that the Yuanmeng court is hiding unfathomable masters? Shaolin and other major sects were wiped out quietly. It's incredible.
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Yin Tianzheng couldn't help but sigh. The scene in front of him completely shocked him. The majestic Shaolin Temple was actually eaten by someone. It was really shocking.
"Master, Luohan Hall has discovered something!"
At this moment, Wei Yixiao burst out like a gust of wind, his tone urgent.
"Let's go and have a look."
A group of people arrived at the main hall of Shaolin Luohan Hall.
In the spacious hall, eighteen golden Arhats sit on both sides, solemn and sacred.
"King Wei Bat, you said you found something. Is there anything wrong with this Luohan Hall?"
Yin Tianzheng looked around and found nothing else except some smooth and deep concave footprints on the ground that had been trampled by monks of all ages, so he asked doubtfully.
"Hey, King Eagle, don't worry, the real secret is behind those Arhats."
Wei Yixiao smiled happily, took a thousand steps, hugged an Arhat, and with great luck, with a muffled boom, the huge Arhat statue was turned around by him, with its back facing the main hall.
On the back of the Arhat, a big word "Xian" is extremely conspicuous.
"That's it."
Taiyuan Taoist sighed, stepped forward, walked to the center of the hall, shouted softly, his green clothes swelled, and a vast aura burst out from him. He moved his hands, and a stream of innate true energy came out.
Twisting and spinning, they all landed on the Arhat sculptures.
He exhaled loudly, and there was a loud roar, and all the Arhats turned around under his strength.
"First kill Shaolin, then destroy Wudang. Only I will teach the truth, and the martial arts will be king!"
Sixteen large characters appeared one by one, and the fonts were bold and sharp, giving off a self-centered aura.
"What a loud tone!"
"No, no, it's very bad. This is written in the tone of our Mingjiao. Could it be that the person who secretly attacked Shaolin is acting in the name of our Mingjiao? This is very bad. If it gets spread,
Our Mingjiao will immediately become the target of public criticism and be tolerated by the martial arts world. This is a frame-up!"
Wei Yixiao and Yin Tianzheng initially admired the boundless momentum of the carver, but they soon realized what they were doing and screamed in surprise.
"No, these people destroyed Shaolin first, and Wudang will be next. So Wudang is in trouble, leader, what should we do!"
Zhang Wuji looked anxious. After all, he was born in Wudang, how could he watch Wudang being destroyed?
"Haha, good method, really good method. Even Shaolin suffered this disaster. We don't need to go to other sects to check. We can just rush to Wudang directly."
Taiyuan Taoist smiled faintly and admired Zhao Min's thoughts. Although this person was a female, he was as resourceful and resourceful as a man.
The group was in chaos, and at this time she even destroyed Shaolin and went straight to Wudang. Even if Zhang Sanfeng, the supreme master, was here, she still had such courage.