"No, maybe it's more appropriate to call the young master the leader of Xiaoyao."
Yang Potian smiled faintly, looking calm and calm.
Yang Potian is actually nearly seventy years old, but due to his profound internal strength, he looks like he is only thirty or forty years old. Of course, the exercises he practices do not have the effect of rejuvenating his appearance, so they are not like Ding Chunqiu.
The old man is seventy or eighty years old, but his face is like that of a young man in his twenties. The years have still left some traces on his face.
The Mingjiao General Forum is located in the Western Regions and rarely sets foot in the Central Plains. Although the religion has been established for a hundred years, few people in China have heard of the name of the Mingjiao. In fact, there are tens of thousands of Mingjiao members. From the leader down, there are many experts who can talk about the background and knowledge.
It is not inferior to Taishan Beidou Shaolin in the martial arts of the Central Plains, but the Mingjiao has always been low-key, so its reputation is not obvious.
Murong Fu clasped his fists and saluted: "It turns out that the leader of the Yang family is here. I said that with the caution of old weirdo Ding, how could a person come to the Central Plains martial arts world with so many masters in such a swagger? It turns out that there is a leader who is behind the scenes.
Support this old monster!"
In fact, Murong Fu noticed the strange movement in the crowd as early as when he defeated Ding Chunqiu. However, at that time, he didn't seem to cause much trouble, so he simply saw through it without saying anything, and pretended to be confused for a while.
He guessed that Ding Chunqiu and the so-called "religious leader" did not have a deep connection, not even a cooperative relationship. The so-called "religious leader" was at most a wall-sitter who acted according to the prevailing circumstances.
Win, who is he helping? Facts have proved that Murong Fu guessed well.
"The leader showed up late at night. Could it be that he wanted to avenge Ding Chunqiu? If so, Murong Fu would like to learn the wonders of your sect's two martial arts, the Great Shift of the Universe and the Holy Fire Order!"
Murong Fu clasped his hands behind his back, not caring about the other five masters. His light and gentle appearance made the five opponents secretly surprised, and his words made a few of them even more horrified and moved.
Yang Potian laughed dryly: "Mr. Murong is joking. Although our sect comes from the Western Regions, we are also quite familiar with the chivalry of Jianghu. How can we join in the same trap with traitors like Ding Chunqiu who deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors?"
As Yang Potian said this, he was filled with fear. In the sect, he was in charge of the affairs of a sect and had tens of thousands of followers. Everyone respected his martial arts and majesty, but in this sect, he looked less than thirty years old.
In front of the young man, he felt that he had no secrets at all.
Originally, he thought that the other party knew nothing about the origins of him and others, but he did not expect that when the other party met, he would even reveal the martial arts of his sect that had only been passed down among successive leaders of the sect.
"I heard that your sect's Great Shift of the Universe has a total of seven levels. Among the past leaders, no one has ever practiced it to the seventh level. Leader Yang must have been practicing this skill for a long time. I don't know which level he has reached.
?”
Murong Fu's next words were another heavy blow to Yang Potian's heart. If the other party's previous words could be explained by the Murong family's well-developed intelligence network, these words were simply the Mingjiao's trump card.
Scrape it clean.
I was originally full of confidence, thinking that with my mysterious background and the help of the four powerful Dharma Kings under my command, I could at least suppress the other party's aura, but I didn't expect that the other party knew so much about me and others.
For a moment, Yang Potian couldn't help but want to join forces with several of his men to kill Murong Fu on the spot regardless of his identity.
But he was the leader of a religion after all, so he still had some determination. After a brief daze, he quickly gave up this stupid idea.
In terms of martial arts, he was only slightly better than Ding Chunqiu, and the four Dharma Kings under his command were no match for Ding Chunqiu. Murong Fu's battle with Ding Chunqiu during the day was simply toying with him the whole time.
Such an opponent can be defeated even if he fights with more and less regardless of his status?
Besides, I didn't show up today just to fight with the other party.
The most important thing is that even secrets such as the Great Shift of the Universe were revealed by the other party without hesitation. If we really want to take action, what are our chances of winning?
Murong Fu stared at Yang Potian for a while, and decided to give him one more powerful medicine: "Master Yang has profound skills, and he has already reached the fifth level of the Great Shift of the Universe. If there are enough opportunities in his lifetime, he may be able to go one step further and reach the unprecedented sixth level.
But on the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, it is said that even the Ming Zun who created this technique has not been able to practice it. It is just an ideal concept. What a pity, what a pity!"
Seeing Yang Potian humiliating himself and pretending to be calm, Murong Fu remained calm on the surface, but he was happy inside. At this moment, he finally experienced the feeling of the monk sweeping the floor in the Sutra Pavilion.
Just one glance from the opponent completely exposed his trump card. In this case, who would dare to seek death?
Just as Murong Fu thought, just these few words completely suppressed Yang Potian's little thought of overpowering others, and he did not dare to think about it.
Behind Yang Potian, the four Dharma Kings had a look of displeasure on their faces when they heard Murong Fu talking to the leader so rudely. But what frightened them was the leader's reaction: it seemed that what the other party said made the leader so angry.
Convinced?
Yang Potian let out a long sigh: "I have long heard that the ancestor of the Murong family, Murong Longcheng, single-handedly conquered the world of martial arts. He created the Murong family's century-old reputation in the martial arts world. Now it seems that the descendants of the Murong family are better than his ancestors."
It’s not much different!”
Murong Fu just smiled noncommittally at Yang Potian's compliment.
"I think Master Yang came here late at night, didn't he just want to say these boring polite words to me?"
Yang Potian sighed helplessly: "Mr. Murong, you are a terrible person. If possible, I hope that the Ming Cult will never be your enemy."
"Since the young master already knows so much about our religion, Yang can no longer hide it. In fact, Yang's visit this time was indeed invited by that old weirdo Ding Chunqiu. Thirty years ago, this old weirdo came to the Western Regions.
Created the Xingxiu Sect. With its outstanding martial arts and poisonous skills, the Xingxiu Sect became stronger and stronger, and it somewhat rivaled our Mingjiao in terms of momentum. However, due to its shallow foundation, it was unable to create a big storm.
I don’t want to provoke such a big enemy as Ding Chunqiu, so the two sides are getting along well."
"However, our Ming Cult has many members and our eyes are all over the world. After going back and forth, I also found out some clues. It seems that this old weirdo came to Xingxiu Sea from Zhongyuan to find something? Old weirdo Ding has great martial arts skills. He was with me back then.
Many masters of the Ming Cult have fought against each other, causing our sect to suffer considerable losses. Something that even Old Monster Ding cares about must be extraordinary, so our sect pays special attention to it."
"Half a year ago, Old Monster Ding went into seclusion after returning from the Central Plains. After many inquiries, I actually learned the news that Old Monster Ding was seriously injured in the Central Plains. This surprised and delighted us. We were about to take advantage of the situation to destroy him.
When we arrived at the Xingxiu Sect, who would have thought that old monster Ding would take the initiative to come to our door..."
Yang Potian narrated what happened.
"So, at the beginning, you were fighting for the benefit of the snipe and the clam, right?"
Murong Fu bluntly exposed the other party's little thoughts.
Yang Potian smiled awkwardly, and what the other party said was absolutely correct. But he really didn't expect that the other party was a bit too strong, and fishermen like himself were useless.