Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Six Great Sects Besiege the Bright Peak
As the cold voice sounded, Qiankun shattered after a bag of light flashed countless rays of light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"How is that possible?"
After a while, he stared blankly at Zhou Zhiruo, who was pinching his fingers into a sword, ignoring everything and piercing his left chest, "How is it possible?"
Two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks, "Master, if this is the price of comprehending the Flying Immortal Sword Intent, I would rather never comprehend it." ”
Zhou Zhiruo completed the transformation of chrysalis into a butterfly, and Wan Yankang was basically equivalent to 7 years of life, except for the official inheritance of the head of Wudang.
There is no accident that the believer was not born, and the merit points are more than 2,000 "Fortunately, I didn't encounter time-eating ants." After sighing with emotion, Yan Kang continued to close his eyes and cultivate.
The group of people in Xiaogushan were all transferred to Wudang many years ago. Seven years ago, when Wan Yankang returned to Wudang Mountain, he received a special gift.
I heard from the disciples of Wudang that it was a Yuan soldier who gave the gift, and the gift was not delicious or fun, on the contrary, it was a little bloody.
When he opened the box, his expression was a little complicated, the box contained two specially treated human heads, and a note: Su Char and Jin Xiaoxiao's human heads are exchanged for the Nine Yin True Scripture, so you still owe me a life!
The one who came up with the idea and the one who carried it out is dead, and he still owes the daughter of the person who nodded his life, and it is impossible to do it, since he can't do anything, he has stayed quietly on Wudang Mountain for 7 years except for leaving Wudang once to go to Emei Mountain.
"Master!"
After hearing the voice, Yan Kang opened his cultivation eyes, "What's the matter?"
"Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, led dozens of Emei disciples to ask to see!"
It turned out that after Zhou Zhiruo, who comprehended the sword intent of the Flying Immortals, returned to the mountain, Guo Xiang asked the extinction to pass on the position of head to Zhou Zhiruo, and asked Zhou Zhiruo to unite all sects and factions to besiege Guangming Ding and erect the prestige of the head.
There is just a question that has always plagued Guo Xiang: "Tianzun has been silent for 7 years, what are you waiting for? He should have regained his invincible strength back then!"
What she didn't know was that he had been waiting for her Emei to lead the six major sects to besiege Guangmingding, and waiting for Zhang Wuji, the son of destiny, to turn the tide at Guangding and become the prince charming in everyone's hearts, and wait for him to successfully complete his main task.
"This day is finally here, Senior Brother Lu is going to invite them to Zixiao Palace!"
After instructing Lu Yuankang, Yan Kang got up and went back to the room to change the clothes that Ling Xueyan sewed for him, and changed into the head of the house, and the respect he deserved was still given.
"Damn the power of world repair!" The moment he saw Zhou Zhiruo, his heart was like still water, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart. She and Huang Rong are so similar, even if he knows that the other party is not, he can't help but show a little obsession after not seeing him for decades.
The Wudang Six Heroes on the side coughed a few times to remind her, and Zhou Zhiruo, as the party concerned, was even more displeased, Guo Xiang just taught her to practice martial arts, and she didn't have time to tell her many secrets that the head of the family should know.
But after all, she had a request, and she forcibly held back her anger and said: "Regarding the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major sects, what does Wu Dang want?"
The cold voice woke him up "cold" without the temperature in his memory, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Wudang will participate in the grand event!"
"Okay! I still have to go to Shaolin for a trip, so I won't stay longer, and I will set a date for the siege of Guangming Peak and then inform your faction and leave!"
Just go, don't rely on mud and water at all.
"If it weren't for Zhang Zhenren's face, the head of the family should really teach him a lesson like a lesson to Huashan Kongtong, who looks down on the head!" Ding Minjun's words made Zhou Zhiruo's face smile a little, but at the same time, he was a little puzzled.
"His appearance should be very attractive, it can be seen from the expressions on the faces of many Emei disciples, and his identity is needless to say, why do I feel uncomfortable when I see him in my heart?" (confession)
After Emei left, Yu Daiyan, who was closest to Yan Kang, said curiously: "Tianzun likes Master Zhou?"
He smiled slightly, "He's like my wife, very similar!"
The deliberate repetition made everyone understand that his gaffe was actually excusable.
The painting pavilion and the Zhu Lou look at each other, and the red peach and green willow hang down to the eaves.
In the beautiful Green Willow Villa, Zhao Min played the tune with great interest.
"Report to the county lord! The head of Emei has left Wudang and walked in the direction of Shaolin. ”
"Okay! With Master Cheng here, the siege of Guangming by the six major sects is just around the corner, and the imperial court can take advantage of the fisherman. Why do you have a hard master, it seems that you have another high opinion when you look at your frowns?"
Kutoutuo hurriedly made a bunch of gestures: The Mingjiao that the Emei faction alone fought was miserable, and the six major factions joined forces for fear that the Mingjiao would not have the strength to fight back.
"You underestimate the heritage of Mingjiao, in the past, Yang Xiao's private use and Emei immortal did not get the support of the three doors of the wind and thunder in the four gates of heaven and earth, and now the Mingjiao is in danger of destruction, and it is impossible for the people of the three gates of the wind and thunder to sit idly by, there are no masters in the earth gate, but the second gate of the wind and thunder has more than seventy percent of the second-rate masters of the Ming Sect, and there is no shortage of first-class masters!"
"Min Min is far-sighted, and this time he will definitely eliminate the forces of the rivers and lakes in one fell swoop!"
Hearing the voice of the visitor, Zhao Min frowned, "Zayadu, what are you doing here?"
"Minmin, I'm worried about your safety. ”
Zhao Min, who was about to turn around and leave, thought of something, and stretched out his palm: "Give me your token!"
"What do you want tokens for?"
"If you don't give it, forget it!"
"I'll give, I'll give!"
In the Green Willow Villa, I walked and chased, but in the wilderness of a certain place, there was a girl with a graceful figure but an ugly face dragging a teenager forward with difficulty.
Giving may not necessarily have results, and a man and a woman who are destined to end in tragedy are now working hard in their own ways.
Between the pitches, it was the appointed day of the six major sects.
Six factions in the first-line gorge gathered.
"This time, the siege of Guangming by the six major factions is led by my Emei faction, and the person who gives the order is naturally served by my Emei faction," Zhou Zhiruo said decisively.
It's just that the heroes haven't spoken yet, but the veil girl in the Emei faction spoke first, "Shaolin Wudang is Wulin Taishan Beidou, but it is not suitable for women to host this kind of fighting and killing occasions, it is better to have Song Qingshu, the head of Wudang, preside!"
Seeing the extinction standing respectfully beside the veiled woman, why was the domineering Zhou Zhiruo even more respectfully listening to the veiled woman's words, they couldn't help but be curious about her identity.
"Song Qingshu is fortunate to have the trust of the patriarch as the head of Wudang, and it has been quite painstaking to manage Wudang, how can he be worthy of this person who gives orders!
After Yan Kang's words, Qun Xiong nodded secretly in his heart, and Kong Wen also knew that it was not a modest time to be serious, and he did not hesitate to respond: "Are there other capable people in each faction?"
As soon as this remark came out, even if there was really an opinion, it was gone, and it was a complete offense to Shaolin, so the heroes said that the abbot was the best candidate.