During this year, the world has been very peaceful, with no major fighting or fighting happening. Everyone in the martial arts world seems to be waiting for something.
During this period of time, Dongfang Bubai led the elite of the teachings to the Western Regions twice to search for any traces of Ren Woxing. The first time he returned without finding any traces.
The second time, he found the traces of Ren Woxing!
However, Ren Woxing was not killed. On the contrary, less than half of the dozen masters who accompanied him returned to Middle-earth safely.
Fortunately, Dongfang Bubai himself was not injured, and he was still a huge threat to the Central Plains martial arts community.
After he returned to Blackwood Cliff, he devoted himself to rectifying the academic affairs and changed his previous style of killing incompetent people indiscriminately.
In this way, talented people who were originally afraid of being implicated in internal strife gradually emerged, making the Sun and Moon God Sect, which had fallen into decline, have a tendency to revive.
One day, Dongfang Bubai was handling academic affairs.
His current residence is surrounded by weaving and embroidery. In his free time, he sits there and shoots flying needles in all directions for weaving and embroidery. This is both his personal hobby and a way of practice.
At this time, he had just finished reading the intelligence from various places reported by his subordinates, and focused on promoting the two local branch helmsmen to enter Blackwood Cliff and become one of the ten elders.
Until now, the positions of the ten elders of the Demon Sect are still largely vacant, not to mention the two envoys on the left and right.
After the subordinate took the transfer order from his hand, he hesitated and said, "Master, Xu Yin, the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, has set off from the Five Poison Sect and returned northward to Mount Huashan."
Dongfang Bubai lay on his side on the couch, looking lazy.
"Time flies so fast, it's almost time for Alliance Leader Xu and Feng Qingyang's one-year appointment."
"These two are both peerless masters. If two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Master, can we wait for the opportunity..."
"Your ideas are really naive. How can we be the only ones watching the duel between them? Do you think no one from the Wuyue Sword Sect will go to Huashan? Or do you think we can win a complete victory if we conflict with them now?"
The subordinate quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Dongfang Bubai asked: "Have you investigated clearly the horse bandits in the Western Region? What are they called the Mohe tribe?"
The subordinate quickly reported: "Brothers who went to the Western Regions have sent back letters. Mohe is Persian, which means the moon. Their leader is called Mohe Shah, which means the King of the Moon.
In fact, the city-states in various parts of the Western Region call the leader of the horse bandits Mr. Yue. It is said that he is an extremely powerful master and has killed many powerful generals from city-states and nomadic tribes."
Dongfang Bubai stood up, his eyes sharp.
"Let me know all the information about Mr. Yue! No matter how big or small it is, don't let it go!"
"Subordinates take orders!"
"Also, don't miss the duel between Xu Yin and Feng Qingyang."
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In the Western Region, in a remote oasis, there is an ancient city that should be submerged by yellow sand.
At this time, the ancient city had been occupied by a tribe of about a thousand people. This tribe was not like common nomads. They followed ancient etiquette and customs and liked to perform special and sacred dances around huge bonfires to worship.
What's surprising is that the leader of this tribe...or this sect actually lets me do whatever I want!
After presiding over the worship of Zoroaster, he returned to his house.
In a quiet room, he was seen playing with six dagger-sized tokens, on which a set of martial arts techniques were engraved in Persian.
This is the sacred fire order of Zoroastrianism, and what is engraved on it is naturally the martial arts inheritance of Zoroastrianism.
These martial arts are the lifelong martial arts experience of Huo Sang, the old man in the mountains, and they are broad and profound.
Even Ren Wo Xing only learned a few percent of it. After integrating it with his own martial arts, his strength became stronger than before.
Last time Dongfang Bubai came to assassinate him, he relied on these martial arts skills to stay safe, and even almost left behind all the masters from Blackwood Cliff.
But if we really have to fight Dongfang Bubai alone, Ren Woxing still has no chance of winning.
Speaking of how he became the leader of Persian Zoroastrianism, it is very complicated.
The Zoroastrian Cult has been strongly suppressed by the Green Cult in the Western Regions. From the Northern Song Dynasty to the present, it has become very weak and is almost on the verge of disintegration.
While Ren Woxing was searching for the remaining martial arts books of the Ming Cult, he accidentally rescued the remnants of the Zoroastrian Cult from a group of Assassin assassins.
In addition, Ren Woxing was also proficient in Mingjiao teachings and classics, which were all connected with Zoroastrian teachings. By chance, he became their leader.
Of course, Ren Woxing also knew very well that these Persians did not really recommend him to become the leader.
I just want to take care of myself and develop safely in the Near East.
If he hadn't seen these Holy Fire Orders, Ren Woxing would have been too lazy to pay attention to these bastards, but now he can just take what he needs.
While I was thinking, the door was pushed open.
There is only one person who is so bold, and that is his daughter Ren Yingying.
"Dad, we are back!"
"Subordinates pay their respects to the leader!"
At this time, Ren Yingying no longer had the pride and liveliness she had in the Central Plains, and her arrogance and arrogance were much smaller. Time has changed everyone.
Behind her is Xiang Wentian, who still maintains respect for Ren Woxing.
"How is the Mohe tribe? Would you like to meet Mr. Yue?"
Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Finally, Xiang Wentian spoke: "The leader...Mr. Na Yue is an old acquaintance."
Ren Woxing opened his slightly closed eyes, "Old acquaintance?"
"Yue Tongyue...he is Yue Buqun!"
Ren Woxing suddenly thought, "Yue Buqun?! Why is he here? And he became the leader of a group of horse thieves?!"
"Xu Yin became the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance..."
Xiang Wentian recounted what he heard about the martial arts in the Central Plains. Although Ren Yingying already knew about it, her expression still showed hatred.
Ren Woxing sat down slowly and said, "So that's it. Xu Yin is actually tied with Dongfang Bubai. Feng Qingyang has returned to the martial arts world and wants to clean up the family. This martial arts world is very lively.
In other words, Yue Buqun can no longer survive, so just like us, he came to the Western Regions like a lost dog, but his temperament changed drastically and he became a bandit leader, hahaha, so damn interesting!"
"Master, today's Yue Buqun is different from what he used to be..."
Xiang Wentian stopped mid-sentence, as if recalling something embarrassing.
"Uncle Xiang, let me tell you."
Ren Yingying took over, "Yue Buqun's martial arts have greatly improved, and his swordsmanship style is completely different from before, and he is extremely murderous!
After Uncle Xiang met him, he used twenty-five tricks..."
Xiang Wentian sighed and said: "I'll do it, there's nothing bad to say. My subordinate was defeated, and the defeat was extremely humiliating!
Twenty-five moves, and my subordinates have no power to fight back! My skill is equal to his, but his swordsmanship... is clearly the Dugu Nine Swords of Brother Linghu!"
Ren Woxing's pupils shrank slightly, "Linghu Chong did say that he taught Yue Buqun the Dugu Nine Swords, but Yue Buqun did not have the qualifications and did not master it."
Xiang Wentian sighed: "His swords are indeed far less agile than the Linghu brothers, but they are a bit more ruthless than the Linghu brothers! Especially... his swords are all full of death, and they can swallow all death."
I mean! My sword will hurt you when you touch it, and you will be unable to resist."
Ren Woxing frowned slightly. He knew Yue Buqun's strength very well. Even if he mastered part of the essence of Dugu Nine Swords, he would never be able to defeat Xiang Wentian without the ability to fight back.
Is there death intention on the sword? Could it be...
"Brother, there is no need to blame yourself. Victory and defeat are common matters in military affairs. Have I never been defeated?
Without defeat, how could we hide in this barren land in the Western Regions?
Has Yue Buqun agreed to meet? I think we should have a lot to cooperate with him."
Ren Yingying said: "Yue Buqun agreed to meet dad at Hamiwei."
"Okay! As an old friend, I want to give him a gift!
Yingying, you and Uncle Xiang should go and rest first, dad needs to prepare well for this meeting gift!"
After Ren Yingying and Ren Yingying left, Ren Woxing spread out a piece of parchment and polished the ink himself!
I saw an eerie smile flashing on his face, sometimes gnashing his teeth, sometimes excited and ferocious.
I saw the eight characters at the beginning of the pen: If you want to practice magical skills, you must first die from the palace!