Everyone in Kunlun took Zhao Min's antidote, but Ziqin's sword was still placed on Zhao Min's neck. It was not until half a day later that the Kunlun people stood up one by one and moved their kung fu all over their bodies. After confirming that there was no problem at all, Ziqin
Then he took back the sword placed on Zhao Min's neck.
"You are not afraid that I will immediately order an encirclement and suppression of Kunlun upon my return."
Zhao Min looked at Ziqin with a sharp look.
"I can take you at any time, and I can take your life at any time."
Ziqin just answered lightly, but ignored Zhao Min again, turned around and started directing everyone in Kunlun to get up.
Looking at Ziqin's back, Zhao Min frowned and suddenly sighed helplessly. It has been more than a hundred years since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, but the martial arts in the Central Plains have always been at odds with the imperial court. Zhao Min once thought about why the imperial court would never be destroyed.
Lost in the Central Plains Wulin.
Although these martial arts masters also have unparalleled skills, they are powerless compared to the imperial army.
And now Zhao Min finally knows the answer to this question.
Although these martial arts masters have no resistance compared to the army, with their martial arts, no army can keep them. And if they want to kill people, even the current emperor cannot escape them.
In this way, the imperial court and the martial arts world were afraid of each other and barely maintained a balance. No one dared to be the first to break this balance.
After sighing slightly, Zhao Min's eyes suddenly turned firm. Others did not dare to break this balance, but she did, just because the Great Yuan Kingdom did not have much time left.
Nowadays, wars are everywhere. If the Great Yuan Kingdom still needs to worry about the martial arts when dealing with those rebels, I am afraid that sooner or later the Great Yuan Kingdom will be destroyed at the hands of these martial arts people.
"Come here, send me a message to Mr. Xuan Ming and ask them to rush to me immediately."
Zhao Min's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted sharply.
This time, being easily captured by Zi Qin was the biggest humiliation in Zhao Min's history, and it also allowed Zhao Min to clearly see the power of people in the martial arts world.
Of course, these people alone cannot fight against the imperial army, but these people alone can threaten her.
If he cannot ensure his own safety, Zhao Min is not confident that he can take this martial arts world into his own hands as planned.
At this time, Ziqin was beaten to death, but he did not expect that the two elders Xuan Ming would be summoned to his side by Zhao Min in advance because of his relationship. From this moment on, the five major factions were destined to never escape Zhao Min's clutches.
"Jizu, tell me whether those Mongols will still cause trouble for the other five sects."
After walking a long way, He Taichong and his wife called Ziqin together and asked. When these words were spoken, many Kunlun disciples also looked at Ziqin.
"Of course it will. This time the Mongols came well prepared, but how could they let go of the people from the five major sects?"
Ziqin nodded without any concealment. After saying these words, He Taichong and his wife frowned. They looked at each other. After a long time, Ban Shuxian sighed slightly and looked at Ziqin.
"We all belong to the same lineage of martial arts and follow our ancestors. Should we support those five sects?"
There was actually a hint of prayer in Ban Shuxian's tone. Ziqin was slightly startled and turned around to look, only to see that all the disciples in Kunlun had a hint of prayer in their eyes at this time.
These Kunlun disciples already regarded Ziqin as a god, and they would not violate any decision Ziqin made. However, rescuing the five sects was what they expected in their hearts, so they could only look at Ziqin in prayer.
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The Mongols were really unpopular in the Central Plains. Although Genghis Khan was a hero of his generation and his riding and shooting skills were unparalleled in the world, it was a pity that this empire on horseback could not govern the world.
The Yuan Kingdom has only been established for more than a hundred years. Logically speaking, it should be the most prosperous period of the Yuan Kingdom. However, in fact, Mongolia has been torn apart. The Yuan Kingdom in the Central Plains is actually no longer part of the entire Mongolia.
And even the Central Plains they could not protect. It must be said that due to luck, this empire actually attracted a large number of scholars from the Central Plains, but after all, it did not rule the Central Plains for hundreds of years like the Manchu Qing Dynasty did in later generations.
With a slight sigh, Ziqin pushed away these thoughts and looked at the many Kunlun disciples with a faint smile.
"Do you think I am hard-hearted? The people from the five sects naturally want to save me, but they must not save me now."
Ziqin spoke slowly, looked at the Kunlun disciples who looked puzzled, smiled slightly, but suddenly raised his voice.
"I'm afraid the five major sects now hate me Kunlun to the core. Now that we are going to save them, we haven't experienced too much hardship. I'm afraid the gratitude of the five major sects to our Kunlun is not great, so we need to wait until the five major sects are desperate.
We can save him later, so that I, Kunlun, will be the savior of the five major sects. Not only will they no longer hate us, but they will be extremely grateful to us."
Speaking of this, Ziqin sighed slightly.
"My Kunlun swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but after all, there is no sect in this world that can be hostile to the entire martial arts world and exist for a long time. So from the beginning, I was thinking, we have also used this power, but how can we compete with the five major sects?
To ease the relationship, no, I haven’t thought of anything yet, but the Mongols took the initiative and gave me a ready-made solution.”
Ziqin pretended to be relaxed and exhaled loudly, which immediately caused the Kunlun disciples to laugh together.
They hated the Mongols, not the five major sects seriously. Now they heard that Ziqin would save the five major sects, just to make the five major sects suffer a little.
But these Kunlun disciples had no objection at all.
In this conflict at Guangmingding, not only the five major sects hate Kunlun extremely, but these Kunlun disciples also hate the five major sects extremely. If the martial arts in the Central Plains were not connected in the same line, and if the enemy was the Mongols, I am afraid these Kunlun disciples would not pray for their son.
What five major sects are you going to save?
"Since the Mongols know that they are ambushing here, I think the commander-in-chief of our six major factions will not be able to avoid being attacked by these Mongolian Tatars. Everyone, if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid that all the gold and silver you have collected will be lost.
Become a trophy for the Mongols."
Ziqin laughed and spoke, but these words to lighten the atmosphere made many Kunlun disciples laugh heartily, and amidst the laughter, a group of people had already used Qinggong and quickly moved towards the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, this time Ziqin's guess was not wrong, but Zhao Min made some preparations. Her troops were divided into two groups, one group followed her here to ambush the six major sects, and the other group started to sweep away
The chief helm of the six major factions.
Kunlun is the closest to Guangmingding, and it is also the first goal set by Zhao Min.
Ziqin led everyone in Kunlun hurriedly and slowly back to Kunlun. However, the Kunlun sect, which used to be filled with flowers, was now in a mess.
The valley full of flowers was now in a mess as if it had been trampled by thousands of troops and horses, and half of the buildings of the Kunlun Sect's headquarters were burned down. Fortunately, the Kunlun Sect did not have a so-called Buddhist scripture pavilion like the Shaolin Temple, otherwise
I'm afraid that the Kunlun Classics will really be lost in one day.
He Taichong had already knelt on the ground as soon as he saw this scene, and so did Ban Shuxian. Although the two of them were in a lot of trouble, they still had great respect for the ancestors of Kunlun. However, at this time, Kunlun had fallen to this point.
It made both of them miserable.
Seeing this scene, Ziqin suddenly thought of Shaolin.
According to the original work, Zhao Min's men probably also killed Shaolin at this time. Although Ziqin didn't care about Shaolin, Ziqin was very concerned about the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Sutra Pavilion.
You must know that although Shaolin was once in decline, the Sutra Pavilion has never been destroyed. Just kidding, the sweeping monk has been hiding there since the Northern Song Dynasty. After the death of the sweeping monk, Jue Yuan appeared, and after Jue Yuan's death, Shaolin has been restored again.
It is so powerful that not even one of the seventy-two unique skills of the Sutra Pavilion is missing, but most of them are kept intact.
This time, Zhao Min's people destroyed Shaolin, but it was Ziqin's opportunity to explore the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion.
Among the Yitians, there are only three Shaolin disciples who are the most mysterious and unpredictable, but Ziqin is not afraid of these three people. Moreover, these three people will never be in Shaolin, otherwise Zhao Min will not be able to destroy Shaolin.
In the original work, Zhao Min destroyed Shaolin and evacuated the Sutra Pavilion, but it had no effect. In this case, it would be better for him to go to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion to have a profound impact on Kunlun's martial arts.
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You should know that although what Ziqin learned was extensive, it was far less than what the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion had collected over hundreds of years.
"Ding Qing, King Jiang, and Xi Huazi, gather ten good players and prepare to set out with me."
Ziqin looked at the messy Kunlun and suddenly gave an order in a cold voice. When these words were heard, the Kunlun disciples who were silent in sorrow were suddenly stunned.
Everyone including He Taichong and his wife looked at Ziqin.
"The rivers and lakes are bloody. Although Kunlun is in great trouble today, but none of us are dead, we still have a chance to take revenge. Instead of feeling sorry for ourselves here, it is better to clench your fists and give those who insulted me Kunlun a hard blow.
He’s a good-looking person.”
Ziqin's voice echoed over the Kunlun Sect. For a moment, Ding Qing and King Jiang's eyes flashed with fierce looks. They put away their tears and stood up straight in front of Ziqin.
After Ding Qing and King Jiang, He Taichong and his wife, Xi Huazi and other first and second generation disciples also put away their tears and stood up straight one by one,
The Kunlun Sect has been around for a long time, and has either suffered damage or suffered disaster more than once. However, the Kunlun Mountains are still there, and the Kunlun disciples are still there, but the Kunlun Sect will never become extinct.
In the darkness in the distance, young warriors holding swords carefully came towards the Kunlun faction from the mountains and forests. They were the third generation disciples of Kunlun. When the Yuan soldiers came, they fought hard to kill them. Now they are back.
, waiting for the person who leads them to appear, waiting for revenge, and Kunlun to rise again.
In fact, this is the Jianghu, the real Jianghu.
There is no scene of bright clothes and angry horses in those chivalrous novels, nor is there any depth of iron-blooded tenderness. Everyone is just fighting and killing for themselves and their own sect.
Especially in troubled times, they even have to contend with the army.
However, it is also this kind of troubled times that can create the strongest sect. In this Yitian world, even the weakest sect is extremely powerful. At least, it is much stronger than the proud world more than a hundred years later.
The next day, Ziqin took Ding Qing, King Jiang and a dozen powerful second-generation disciples on the road to the Central Plains. He Taichong and his wife did not go together this time, just because Kunlun needed a highly respected person to rebuild it.
There are people who are in charge, and at this time, besides He Taichong and his wife, who else is more suitable to be in charge here.
After a group of people came out of Kunlun, they bought a dozen horses at the nearest market. At this time, the world was still dominated by the Mongols, and Kunlun was located in the Western Region, so these war horses were easy to buy.
After changing horses, the speed of Ziqin and others was greatly improved, and the group immediately headed towards the Shaolin Temple day and night.
Many disciples in Kunlun really didn't understand why Ziqin was sure that the next target of the Mongols' attack would be Shaolin. However, none of these disciples had any doubts about Ziqin's words.
After about a week or so, Ziqin finally led the dozen people to Songshan Mountain.
However, after Ziqin's deliberate inquiring, the people at the foot of Songshan Mountain were all sure that no large number of people had ever come to Songshan Shaolin.
This result made Ziqin very happy.
So far, no one has come, which means that Shaolin has not been attacked by Zhao Min. Then, Ziqin will have the opportunity to explore the Sutra Pavilion while Zhao Min attacks Shaolin.
At that moment, Ziqin and others found an inn to stay at the foot of Songshan Mountain. Apart from inquiring about news from other sects, they also paid attention to whether there were any suspicious groups headed to Shaolin.
In this way, another week passed, and when Ziqin wondered whether the plot had changed because of his arrival, and when Zhao Min was no longer interested in Shaolin, a group of people finally entered the territory of Songshan Mountain.
However, the only thing that puzzled Ziqin was that Zhao Min was not among the team that arrived this time.
When did this woman stop doing it herself, or the battle to destroy Shaolin in the original work was not directed by Zhao Min personally.
Ziqin hid in the window on the second floor of the inn, looking at the people and horses walking below, but he felt doubtful in his heart. This group of people looked strong, although the number of people was not as large as the last time Zhao Min personally ambush because he led a large army.
But everyone is a good player.
Especially among these troops were monks from the Shaolin Temple.
Ziqin could tell at just a glance that Zhao Min was dealing with the Shaolin Temple this time in the same way as the prime minister had said when he deceived Zhang Sanfeng. He pretended to escort the Shaolin monks back to the temple, and then took the opportunity to destroy Shaolin.
Looking at the group of people below, Ziqin couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Zhao Min. It wasn't Zhao Min who admired Zhao Min's strategy. Although the strategy was brilliant, there was nothing magical about it. What Ziqin admired was Zhao Min's.
courage.
Slaughter Shaolin, kill Wudang, destroy the six major sects of the Central Plains, and then blame the Mingjiao, causing a shock in the world of martial arts, while the imperial court and Zhao Min are enjoying the benefits of the fishermen.
"I will go up the mountain first later. After you get to the mountain, you have to wait for a fight in the Shaolin Temple for a while before going up. Remember, it is not because you don't want to go up the mountain immediately, but because you were stopped for a while halfway up the mountain."
Ziqin watched the group of people go up Songshan Mountain from a distance, and then turned to Ding Qing, King Jiang and many of the Kunlun disciples.
Hearing Ziqin's words, these Kunlun disciples also nodded fiercely.
Although they came to unite Shaolin and start a war with Zhao Min's masters to avenge the destruction of their homeland, they did not mind letting the Shaolin Temple take the lead. After all, it was not only Zhao Min who liked reaping the benefits.
No one in the world doesn't like it.
After the explanation, Ziqin handed over the command to Ding Qing and King Jiang with great trust. In fact, these two people were also successors trained by Ziqin. He didn't know whether he would completely disappear here when he returned to the main world.
world, and Ding Qing and King Jiang are the successors he trained to continue Kunlun's glory.
Slipping out from the backyard of the inn, Ziqin unfolded his movements and quickly headed towards the Shaolin Temple.
I don’t know how many times Zi Qin has been to this Shaolin Temple, shooting eagles and smiling proudly, three or four times here and there, but Zi Qin walked very quickly along the way.
Within a short time, Ziqin had arrived at the outer wall of the Shaolin Temple. He listened carefully and immediately heard the sound of a fierce fight coming from inside.
This group of people, on the other hand, were straightforward and took action as soon as they reached the mountain.
Ziqin was secretly shocked, Zhao Min's men were also ruthless people, but these people were stronger than ordinary martial arts masters because they were ruthless enough.
However, this is not what Ziqin cares about. He only cares about the seventy-two unique skills of the Sutra Pavilion now.
The figure unfolded slightly, and Ziqin silently jumped over the outer wall, and then headed towards the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in his memory like a puff of smoke.
Ziqin knew very well that Ding Qing and Jiang Wang were afraid that they would also lead the Kunlun disciples up the mountain. He did not have much time. When Ding Qing and Jiang Wang entered Shaolin, he had to appear among the Kunlun disciples.
, so as to hide his plan to obtain the seventy-two unique skills of the Sutra Pavilion.
The whole person was like a ghost, ignoring the Shaolin monks who were being brutally killed. Ziqin soon arrived outside the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. Along the way, Ziqin could see groups of Shaolin monks spontaneously holding their long swords.
The stick blocks the way here.
If Zhao Min's men hadn't been too fierce in their offensive, Ziqin might have sent people from Shaolin to move the Sutra Pavilion.
However, no matter what the situation, there was not much time left for Ziqin.
After crashing into the Sutra Pavilion, Ziqin headed directly towards the second floor based on the memory of entering the Sutra Pavilion from the World of Shooting Condors. He remembered that the seventy-two unique skills were on the third floor.
Fortunately, at this time, Shaolin encountered a powerful enemy for the first time, but the entire Buddhist Scripture Pavilion was completely empty. All the monks had probably gone to the front yard to meet the enemy.
Ziqin walked all the way to the third floor and immediately saw rows of bookshelves, and the thick volumes on the row of bookshelves closest to him were marked with titles that made his heart beat faster.
This is still the first row, and although there are far fewer books on the third floor than on the second and first floors, there are still about ten rows of bookshelves. In total, there are more than 72 types of Shaolin stunts.
After being stunned for a moment, Ziqin immediately woke up. He quickly jumped into the bookshelf. Although there were many secret books here, he was absolutely unable to take them all away. He could only hold them in his arms until he died, so he needed to find them in the shortest possible time.
time to select the most valuable secrets. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
