The small top of the mountain was full of people, and when Ziqin came up, he only saw countless flags flying, and the black crowd stood under the flying flags.

There was no sound, not even a small movement such as drowsiness, stomping, etc., the rudder of the Mingjiao seemed to have become the most strictly regulated military camp in the world, and those Mingjiao disciples seemed to have become disciplined soldiers.

Ziqin walked up to the top of the mountain, but none of these Mingjiao disciples moved.

The crowd parted in an orderly manner, and several figures appeared on the steps of the building-like hall at the back, and these people also stood in extremely distinct positions, two in the front, four in the middle, and five in the end.

Ziqin didn't know if there was a five-element flag now, but he was sure that the first six people should be the left and right envoys, and the middle four were the four protectors.

Ziqin looked at these people coldly, he wanted to see what Mingjiao was going to do, even if he had already killed him, he would naturally not be afraid of any conspiracy and tricks of Mingjiao.

"Dare to ask, but Shen Qinggang is a hero, our sect leader has been waiting for a long time, I don't know if Shen Daxia has the courage to meet our sect leader."

At this time, the hero seems to have become a kind of honorific title, and one of the messengers standing at the front speaks, and when he speaks, the two messengers separate, and the latter people also disperse, making way for a passage.

In front of him are unknown Mingjiao disciples, but at the door are Mingjiao masters, and I don't know how many ambushes there are in the main hall.

This invitation was by no means much better than that of the king of Yama, but Ziqin laughed, and he laughed as he walked towards the main hall.

Before deciding to do something, Ziqin will consider avoiding evil, but once he starts to act, Ziqin will never be timid, this has nothing to do with the surname of the sky, but the state of mind that he has exercised the day after tomorrow, and how can a timid person climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.

Striding into the main hall, Ziqin was slightly stunned, not that there was any ambush in the hall, but on the contrary, there was only one person in the hall, an old man in a gorgeous costume.

"You are the leader of the Ming Sect."

Even Ziqin was a little puzzled at this time, as far as he knew, the Ming Sect at this time should be extremely weak, and the sect leader's force was never too high, so it was impossible for the Ming sect leader to have a fever in his head and wanted to fight him alone.

"I am the leader of the Ming Sect this term, but I am not the leader of the sect either, because I don't have the Holy Flame Order in my hands, and I haven't even practiced the martial arts of the Great Shift."

The old man turned around and spoke, and in the bright light of the hall, Zi Qin clearly saw that the old man's face was full of deep bitterness, helplessness, and self-deprecation.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Ziqin frowned slightly, he was already sure that the old man definitely didn't want to ambush him, but this made Ziqin even more puzzled.

Maybe the old man wanted to pretend to be pitiful and let him let Mingjiao go, but how could this be possible, Ziqin still didn't want to fail in the task assigned by the system, but it represented a benefit, an absolute benefit.

"My Mingjiao is no longer the Mingjiao of more than a hundred years ago, but it still has so much strength, and the great shift of Qiankun is not under any peerless knowledge of today's martial arts."

The old man's voice continued to sound, but he did not beg for mercy as He Ziqin thought.

"I know that you have hills and valleys in your chest, but you want Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, and I can still help you a lot in this matter."

The old man's words continued, Ziqin still didn't speak, he still couldn't guess what the old man wanted to say, and he made up his mind that no matter what the old man said in the end, he would definitely follow the original plan, but on the surface, he didn't let the old man continue to talk without a trace.

However, what the old man did next left Ziqin speechless, and the old man took out a piece of worn-out parchment from his bosom, a piece of parchment that others may not know, but Ziqin faintly guessed what it was in his heart.

"This is my Mingjiao missionary thing, the world has shifted, no one has been able to cultivate it to perfection for hundreds of years, but the successive sect masters have relied on this martial art to command the Mingjiao, this martial arts I don't think you will deny its power."

The old man continued to speak, his expression was extremely calm, but Ziqin was becoming more and more confused, what is this doing, surrender, it's just that even if he surrenders, he still has to kill, the task is to say that the corpses are all over the field, although I don't know how far this corpse is going to be killed, but I think it must be a lot of death.

Ziqin thought so in his heart, however, the old man did something even more unimaginable to Ziqin, and the old man threw the parchment to Ziqin with a shake of his hand.

Qiankun has shifted greatly, absolute high-level martial arts, Ziqin almost subconsciously caught this parchment, but only then did he look at the old man in shock.

"I know that you have a great connection with my Mingjiao Central Plains Branch, and I am responsible for everything my Mingjiao does to your Xingzhu Sect, and now I am said to gather all the high-level leaders of my Mingjiao on the top of this mountain, and each of them has a group of sect members under their command, and the number of people gathered together exceeds 100,000, and they will all be driven by you in the future, I think they will still be helpful for you to control the sixteen states of Yanyun."

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, as if he had handed over a heavy burden, and before Ziqin could say anything, the old man's eyes had already spread slightly.

Ziqin immediately saw a scarlet patch appear on the old man's chest, and Ziqin flashed in front of the old man in one step, only to see that the old man didn't know when he had hidden it in his arms, and he had already held a dagger and pierced his heart.

This is a man of great wisdom, although his martial arts talent may be extremely poor, but he definitely has great wisdom.

He clearly told Ziqin that all the people here are the high-level Mingjiao, and if you kill the people here, then the Mingjiao outside the gate will be gone, and then he told Ziqin that now this mountaintop is all your people, and what you kill these people consumes is only your own strength.

What's even more ruthless is that the old man threw the Qiankun Great Shift to Ziqin early in the morning, which made Ziqin kill all the people of the Mingjiao without the slightest benefit, Mingjiao has two treasures, one is the Holy Fire Order, which is already in Ziqin's arms, and the other is the Qiankun Great Transfer, which is now in Ziqin's hands.

If Ziqin continued to trouble those Ming Sect disciples outside, it seemed that he was indeed losing his strength.

Ziqin smiled bitterly, he still stepped into a trap in the end, but this trap was a sweet trap, a sweet trap laid for him by an old man with his surname.

And the only result of him stepping on this trap is to have a large group of subordinates, of course, he can still kill these subordinates, but on the surface, he really can't find the slightest reason to kill these subordinates.

No one in this world would be so stupid as to drain their strength before a great war is about to come.

It's just that Ziqin has a reason to kill someone, he stuffed Qiankun into his arms, and walked straight to the door without saying anything, he still has to complete the task.

Although killing these Mingjiao disciples has something to do with the battlefield mission, if he doesn't kill these Mingjiao disciples, he will immediately have a mission failure.

Ziqin didn't want to fail, so he had no choice but to kill these Mingjiao disciples.

Ziqin, who was holding the hilt of the Xuangang Sword in his hand, walked to the door, and for a moment Ziqin was stunned by the scene outside the door.

At the top of the mountain, on the huge square, there were Ming Sect disciples kneeling all over the ground, and the closest to the door were the six people who were standing here before, kneeling there with their heads bowed under the leadership of the two envoys.

Looking at these kneeling people, Ziqin's hand holding the hilt of the sword became even harder, and his knuckles were already slightly white.

His mind was complicated, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

However, the word mission failure suddenly came to his mind, and the hand he held the Xuangang Sword suddenly exerted force, and the long sword came out of its sheath and slashed fiercely at the messenger closest to him.

The Xuangang Sword is not a long knife, but the sword body is heavier than an ordinary long knife, and if it is cut at this time, even if the neck of this messenger is made by King Kong, it will inevitably end up in a two-stage end.

The sword wind was fierce, Ziqin believed that this messenger could definitely hear the sound of the long sword falling, but this messenger was still kneeling on the ground, his head buried deep underneath, but he didn't pay any attention to the sword wind in his ears.

Ziqin's teeth clenched, and the Xuangang Sword cut down mercilessly.

A strand of hair fell with the wind, and the Xuangang Sword stopped at the neck of this messenger, and at the last second, Ziqin still didn't cut it down, and he fiercely plunged the Xuangang Sword into the stone steps beside him.

No one understands better than him that there is no so-called persecution at all, that there is no hatred between Mingjiao and him, and now Mingjiao has completely obeyed him.

Ziqin thinks that he is not a wise man, he has never thought of changing any plot, he just wants to steal some benefits according to the plot honestly, and he has always been careful not to change the plot.

He did his best to complete every task given by the system, because he believed that he was no match for the system, and he also believed that the benefits given by the system were important to him.

But at this moment, his heart was a little unwilling, these people had obviously been used by him, but why were they willing to obey the system to kill these people.

The leader of the Ming Sect gave Ziqin the feeling of being a wise man, but it also made Ziqin unhappy.

The old man, the system, it seems that everything can drive him, can do whatever he wants him to do, and he has no ego at all.

Ziqin didn't know why a sentence from his roommate who was still in college many years ago popped up in his mind, a sentence that everyone said when they were playing the same game.

"It's supposed to be me playing the game, not the game playing me, so don't tell me anything about the strategy."

Although this sentence is not completely suitable for Ziqin's now, there is one thing that Ziqin feels very needed, that is, he must find his own existence, otherwise even if he becomes stronger by relying on the famous world, it is difficult to say whether he is strong or the famous world is strong.

What others give may be taken back by others at any time, and only what you get belongs to you.

The corners of Ziqin's mouth suddenly showed a cold smile.

"Are you really loyal to me?"

Ziqin's voice sounded indifferently, and the two messengers kneeling at his feet answered loudly.

"The old sect leader has already instructed that in the future, the Ming Sect will respect you."

With the words of the two envoys, the disciples of the Ming Sect on the top of the entire mountain shouted in unison the words of respecting Ziqin, however, the smile on the corner of Ziqin's mouth became more and more gloomy.

"If you are so obedient, well, I only want to leave half of the people on this mountaintop, half of the people who are alive, as long as you kill half of your disciples, then the rest will be my disciples."

Ziqin's voice sounded coldly, he was still standing at the door of the main hall when he spoke, but when the words fell, he was already standing in front of the only passage up the mountain.

"The half of the people who survived, I will teach the strongest martial arts, and at the same time, I will also make them the rulers of the sixteen states of Yanyun, the realization of the dream of the Ming Sect for hundreds of years is just around the corner, how to choose is up to you."

As Ziqin said this, he reached out and took out six pieces of the Holy Flame Order from his bosom and threw them on the ground, and the six Holy Fire Orders of different sizes were neatly inserted in front of Ziqin's body.

From the time Ziqin began to speak, to the appearance of the Holy Fire Order, the Ming Sect disciples on the top of the mountain seemed to be a little scratched, and after a while, this scratch spread like a ripple of water.

It's just that no one took the lead, and Ziqin's brows furrowed slightly.

"Seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the Sect Master, but what are you hesitating about?"

Ziqin's voice was still calm, but the disciples of the Ming Sect on the top of the mountain were even more violent, and the crowd didn't know who stabbed the first sword and cut the first sword, and finally, the entire mountain top went crazy and fought fiercely.

Ziqin looked at everything on the top of the mountain coldly and couldn't help laughing wildly.

This is the way the world is, if you don't control the fate of others, you will be controlled by others.

The six holy flames ordered Ziqin to stay where he was, he turned around and slowly walked down the mountaintop, he believed that the people who survived this time would never forget him for the rest of their lives, and he even believed that when Lu Guanying arrived, he would definitely become the sect leader supported by everyone.

Because he is still standing behind Lu Guanying.

When he went down the mountain, Ziqin walked very slowly, and before the information of the system had appeared in his mind at the bottom of the mountain, the information that appeared directly without the instructions he set.

"The Holy Flame orders the side quest to fail, punish, and the Beggar Gang will withdraw from the battlefield mission."

A very simple sentence, but it heralded the disappearance of Ziqin's biggest ally, however, Ziqin just smiled at this and casually turned off this information.

The only thing this information could do to Ziqin at this time was to tell him that the battle at the top of the mountain was over.

"Three days later, the new Ming Sect Leader will go up the mountain, and the highest position among the people who are still alive will receive the Holy Flame Order, and when the new Sect Master goes up the mountain, at that time, the new Sect Master will teach you and other upper-level martial arts, and at the same time teach you and other Qimen Five Elements Array to become the strongest barrier in the sixteen states of Yanyun."

The words drifted to the top of the mountain, but Ziqin's figure had already gone down the mountain.

The matter of Mingjiao has come to an end at this point, although the departure of the beggar gang is very disappointing, but there is no way, and even if he leaves the beggar gang, Ziqin does not think that he will definitely lose.

At the foot of the mountain, Ziqin found Lu Guanying, and then summoned him to his own small courtyard to start teaching Lu Guanying martial arts, Wuxianggong, Jiuyin, Yijin Sutra, Xuangong Tips, Snake King Swordsmanship, Star Poison Gong, Ten Thousand Yuan Guizong, Haitian Yuanqi, but everything that Ziqin would meet was handed over to Lu Guanying.

On the mountain, Ziqin has already thought clearly, that is, he has changed the plot, so there is no longer any need to deliberately avoid anything, when the Condor plot comes, if he is still really cautious, I am afraid that he will not get anything.

After passing on what he had learned to Lu Guanying, Ziqin took out the Xuangang Sword and swung it slowly.

It's just that what Ziqin practiced at this time was not martial arts such as swords, but the swordsmanship of the Snake King, the most primitive swordsmanship of the Snake King, and also the purest swordsmanship, which completely belonged to the swordsmanship of the ancient hero's world.

The martial arts of the ancient world and the world of Jin Daxia are completely two concepts, and the system will never agree with the intercommunication of the martial arts of the two worlds.

This trick was practiced for more than three hours, and it was still not perfect until he was exhausted, but Ziqin showed a faint smile.

This move has been stabbed slightly, but it is not thanks to the help of the system, in fact, even if Jiuyin improves the proficiency of various skills, it has not allowed him to completely ignore the world barriers.

And now, he relied on his perseverance to use the martial arts of the ancient hero world, although the use of it was extremely miserable, but in the end it was an improvement.

Perhaps when there is no barrier between the four worlds, it will be the time to control the world.

Ziqin entered the cultivation of internal strength with a smile.

He will never waste a single bit of time, after all, no matter how much the system gives, he does not cultivate it himself, and many times only what he cultivates is his own.

The next day, Ziqin summoned Lu Guanying again and tested Lu Guanying's mastery of the martial arts he taught, even if he didn't master it, he confirmed whether he had written them all down, until he confirmed that Lu Guanying had completely memorized those martial arts Ziqin slowly explained to Lu Guanying.

At the end of the Mingjiao matter, Ziqin wanted to go to Dali, but the general outline of the Jiuyin True Scripture has not yet been cracked, and Ziqin remembers that the general outline of Jiuyin in the original book is cracked by one light, where will Ziqin let go of this great opportunity.

You must know that if you use Wu surnamed Dan, you still need a lot of skill points, which Ziqin can't afford now.

Explain that Lu Guanying will wait for three days before going up the mountain, and teach those Ming Sect disciples martial arts must not teach all of them, they can only teach some martial arts that are very similar, and the messenger can teach more, but it can't be completely taught, and more must be taught after making merits in the future.

After Lu Guanying kept nodding his head, Ziqin got up and went on the road, and he didn't say hello to the beggar gang disciples anymore and went directly to Dali, but in fact, Ziqin didn't know that all the beggar gang disciples had left as early as the morning.

The energy of the system is indeed extraordinary, and it would never be a joke to say that the beggars have disappeared as an ally.

Dali is a small country, not big, but it is not easy for Ziqin to find the location of a lamp, all the way south, after coming to Dali, Ziqin is the first to find someone to ask where the Black Dragon Pond is.

Ziqin didn't know the name of the place where Yideng lived, but Ziqin knew that Aunt Ying must know where Yideng was, and at the same time, he was looking for Aunt Ying to ensure that Yideng would definitely help him translate the general outline of Jiuyin.

(To be continued)