Chapter 90 Master’s cultivation is not good enough
"Ada, where is this Wudang sect?"
Zhao Min looked at a map and kept making plans in his mind.
"Princess, although the Wudang Sect started late, they were not slow on their way. They have already arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain."
"Yes, these bull-nosed ones are not slow on their way."
This time the six sects came to Guangmingding, it would be best if they could fight the Mingjiao to the point of losing both sides, so that she could become a martial arts force in the Central Plains without any effort.
"Who is leading the Shaolin Wudang team this time?"
"Shaolin is the monk Kongzhi, Wudang is the monk Yin Liting."
Hearing Ada's words, Zhao Min frowned.
Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin did not go to the Western Regions, but stayed in Shaolin, which was a bit beyond her expectation.
Shaolin is the largest sect in the world. Kong Wen heard that this old monk is also the abbot. His influence is not small and his status in the righteous path is very high. If he were still here, he could recruit a group of masters with just a raise of his arms. Besides, the disciples of Shaolin
It is spread all over the world, and many people will definitely agree with it.
As for Wudang, although it is comparable to Shaolin, its foundation is shallow and it is just Zhang Sanfeng. It does not pose a great threat to Zhao Min.
During this expedition to Mingjiao, a few Wudang warriors may have to die.
When Zhang Sanfeng dies again, Wudang will turn into three or two big cats and kittens, and may not even be able to destroy the faction.
Shaolin is the big threat.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Min ordered: "Xuan Ming, you two lead people to attack Shaolin and kill that old monk Kong Wen!"
Although Kong Wen's martial arts was high, he was unable to defeat the two elders Xuan and Ming together.
This time around Guangmingding, Shaolin sent out a lot of people, and there were many masters in the temple. She didn't believe that Shaolin could stop the two elders Xuan Ming.
"Don't worry, Princess, we brothers will send those bald donkeys to see the Buddha right now!"
The two elders Xuan Ming responded, ordered a few people, and immediately rushed out of the camp in a hurry.
Kong Wen, the two brothers really didn’t notice it!
"Let's see how your Mingjiao resists this time. After you both lose in the fight, I will arrest you again. Then I'll see what else you have to say."
Thinking of Jing Zhou's face again, Zhao Min's heart jumped. From that day on, she would think of Jing Zhou every night.
Suppressing all the thoughts in his heart, Zhao Min said to an old monk on the side: "Master Yuanzhen, after the Central Plains martial arts is overthrown this time, the imperial court will not forget your contribution."
This time the six sects besieged Guangmingding, and this old monk contributed a lot. Who would have thought that a famous eminent monk in Shaolin would actually serve as an internal agent for the Yuan people.
"Princess, don't worry, there is absolutely no way out for the Mingjiao thieves this time. The young monk is going to arrange some arrangements and catch all the Mingjiao thieves this time! In this way, the young monk will retire first."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhao Min nodded, looking forward to Monk Yuan Zhen's arrangements.
This monk can be said to be extremely cruel and ruthless, even worse than the two elders Xuan Ming and Ming Jiao. If the Ming Jiao is harmed again by this old monk, Zhao Min does not think that the Ming Jiao will be safe this time.
Cheng Kun came out of the house with an excited expression. He walked a certain distance and when there was no one around, he couldn't help but shout out loudly.
"Hahaha, Yang Dingtian, you took my wife away. This is an irreconcilable hatred! You are the leader of a sect and your martial arts are so powerful that I can't compare with you. But after today, your Mingjiao will disappear into nothing! I want your entire Mingjiao to replace you.
Junior sister will be buried with you!"
He has already buried thousands of kilograms of explosives under this Guangmingding. He only needs to wait for a while before he can blow up the Guangmingding into the sky.
He Cheng Kun not only wants to kill all the Mingjiao thieves at Guangmingding, but also blows up the Mingjiao's hundreds of years of foundation into ashes.
He can't defeat Yang Dingtian, but so what, isn't the Ming Cult that Yang Dingtian is so proud of going to be destroyed by his own hands?
He has been planning for so many years. For this reason, he did not hesitate to hide his identity, become a disciple of a group of bald donkeys, and recite nonsense scriptures every day that can make birds eggs. Today, he can finally destroy the Ming Cult with his own hands and get his reward.
Big feud!
"Ah hahaha, hahahaha, junior sister, after today, senior brother will come to accompany you."
Cheng Kun laughed wildly, and his face turned a little rosy, as if he had just finished the elegant task of pressing pear blossoms against begonias.
"Master, it seems that you are not good at practicing. The Buddha said that color is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color. The mind is calm and the lotus is born. The master has been chanting Buddha for decades, but the demonic fire has increased sharply. From this point of view, it still needs
Practice!"
Suddenly there was an unfamiliar voice, and Cheng Kun immediately stopped laughing and became alert.
"Oh, who is this if not my little friend?"
Seeing a young man in white clothes in front of him, Cheng Kun clasped his hands together and said Amitabha, looking at him with a kind face, completely different from the wild laughter before.
His face was filled with compassion, as if he were an enlightened monk, but he thought in his heart: "No matter who this kid is, we must not let him ruin good things. Only dead people are the most reassuring."
Jing Zhou smiled and said: "Unknown person."
"Die to me!"
Lifting his Huanyin finger, Cheng Kun instantly pointed towards Jingzhou's chest.
His Phantom Yin Finger is as cruel and vicious as Ice Cotton Palm.
Under his own surprise attack, no matter who this kid was, there was no chance of survival.
"ah!"
Suddenly Cheng Kun screamed, and his right index finger was broken off with a "pop".
At this time, Jingzhou's Jiuyang Divine Art has been completed, and the true energy in his body is flowing continuously. When encountering external forces, he will naturally counterattack. Cheng Kun's pointer on Jingzhou's chest not only had no effect, but also broke his fingers. If it hadn't been successful,
Kun's body contains decades of inner contents, and these fingers may turn into blood mist.
"The master is indeed ruthless. The first word he said was that we, Buddha, are compassionate, and the next word was that evil spirits would attack him."
Jingzhou stood there without stepping forward, just looking at Cheng Kun with a smile. His tone was gentle, but it was like the cold wind of winter when it reached Cheng Kun's ears.
"Who are you? With your martial arts skills, you are definitely not an unknown person!"
Cheng Kun looked at the young man in front of him warily, but his mind was quickly searching for young masters in the martial arts world.
"I am, of course, the traitor to the Ming Cult that you hate so much."
Since the six major sects are going to attack Guangmingding, Jingzhou knows that the villain Cheng Kun will definitely not be idle. According to the trajectory in the original work, this old scumbag has buried explosives under Guangmingding, and even killed Yang Xiao and
Wu Sanren and others were all caught in one fell swoop. If Zhang Wuji hadn't arrived in time, and Cheng Kun, the villain, talked too much, the Mingjiao would have killed him.
Now that Jingzhou has become the leader of the Ming Cult, he will naturally not let this happen again. As soon as he received the news that the six sects were arriving near Kunlun Mountain, Jingzhou came here in advance to squat with this old scumbag.
"Master, you are a very bad fake monk. He lost his wife and children because of you, and lost his religion and family. He took you as his father, but you ruined his family and caused him to bear countless debts. You said, human beings
To be as bad as you is is a rare talent that can only be seen in a century!"
Although he didn't know how the young man in front of him knew his identity, from Cheng Kun's point of view, the demise of the Ming Cult was a foregone conclusion, so it didn't matter if he was recognized.
"Since Xie Xun is a Ming Cult thief, then he deserves it! If Xie Xun's family died in my hands, it would be an honor for them!" Cheng Kun said this with a ruthless face, full of indifference.