Chapter 458: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell

Back then, in order to resolve the enmity between Cheng Kun and Xie Xun, Master Kongjian was willing to learn the story of the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle, but if he was not careful, it was a tragedy.

I won't say much about this past.

Song Qingshu said these words, but he wanted to resolve the grievances between the six major factions and the Ming Sect and pave the way.

"I came here in a hurry from Xiangyang, all the way to see and hear, mostly the Tartars burned and plundered our Han people, all the evil, all the heroes and heroes present, have you ever thought that for these Han people, hug grievances?"

Song Qingshu's eyes were hot, and he looked at the heroes, but no one dared to talk.

"But the people of the Ming Sect dare!"

Song Qingshu burst into a shout: "It's the Demon Sect that everyone keeps saying and wants to eradicate it quickly, they are fighting against the Tartar Imperial Court in order to continue and protect the Huaxia lineage." Now you want to exterminate this demon cult, it's no problem at all, but have you ever thought about it, after destroying the so-called demon cult, how innocent those people are, and who will drive out the Tartars for them in the future! ”

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, although the thousands of people present did not refute loudly, they showed disdain, at least more than half of the thousands of people present had killed the Tartars, but this kind of thing can only be done and not said, otherwise everyone will be found at home by the Tartar court.

Everyone has a family and a business, and they can't do things unscrupulously like the Demon Sect.

And Song Qingshu took a fancy to this, knowing that everyone did not dare to blatantly resist the court, so he used words to persecute everyone.

"Everyone, this encirclement and suppression of Guangming Ding is a complete trap and conspiracy laid by the Tartar court, the Tartar court heard that the Ming Sect is preparing to revolt today, drive out the Tartars, and restore our Han people, so they spent a lot of money to buy the scum of the rivers and lakes everywhere, so that these scum of the rivers and lakes, spread rumors, confuse the public, and attract everyone to come to encircle and suppress the Guangming Peak, intending to strangle the Mingjiao uprising in the cradle!"

These words are all the truth, and Song Qingshu killed Yuan Zhen (Cheng Kun) with one punch before, which also played a role in punishing the former and the latter.

"Here, I, Song Qingshu, want to endorse Mingjiao, everyone has grievances with Mingjiao, and after driving the Tartars out of the Central Plains, everyone will take care of it, if everyone can appreciate Mingjiao's loyalty to the country and the people, and die generously, and also participate in the great cause of resisting the Yuan Dynasty together, then Song Qingshu will represent the people in the world, thank you heroes!"

"Hahaha......"

This time, the Shaolin Temple didn't dare to show up, but the old demon nun of Emei stood up: "Song Qingshu, don't fight for the demon sect and the tiger, even if the demon sect fights with the Tartars, it is just to compete for the emperor's throne, what does it have to do with us, we are going to eradicate the demon sect that plagues the martial arts today, you ......"

"Old Demon Nun!"

Song Qingshu had long seen that this exterminator was too unpleasant, relying on a sword in his hand, he was rampant and domineering everywhere, killing innocents indiscriminately, holding the banner of justice, but he did the way of exterminating humanity.

At the top of Wudang Mountain, his fifth uncle Zhang Cuishan was forced to death by this old demon nun, and the most infuriating thing was that Yin Susu was such a beautiful young woman, and this old demon nun was willing to hit him in the face.

It's so damning.

At that time, Song Qingshu's strength was not enough, so he could only hide aside, secretly gritting his teeth, and now that they meet again, Song Qingshu can finally take a head-on shot and vent his anger.

"What did you say?"

Extinction was a little incredulous, Song Qingshu dared to scold himself.

"I scolded you for this old demon nun," Song Qingshu snorted angrily: "You apprenticed to Guo Xiang Nuxia, Guo Jing Guo Daxia, Guo Xiang Nuxia's father, for the country and the people, is the great hero of my Han people, but you, the old demon nun, for your own selfish desires, disregard for the life and death of the people in the world, and sow discord everywhere for a little caution in your heart, it is really not enough to atone for your sins!" ”

"Bastard!"

Seven years ago, she was slapped in the face by Zhang Sanfeng a few times, which has made her lose face, and she has never left Mount Emei for seven years, and now she is insulted by Zhang Sanfeng's disciples again, and she can no longer suppress her anger.

Zheng!

The Heavenly Sword came out of its sheath, the sword light shone for nine days, and a brilliant sword aura slashed towards Song Qingshu.

"Sure enough, it's the old demon nun," Song Qingshu was disdainful, he and Extinction were only two feet, and a flash of thought collapsed in such a short distance, even if Extinction held a machine gun, he couldn't hit Song Qingshu.

Sou!

snatched the Yitian Sword, and looked at the extinction with a frightened face, Song Qingshu sneered: "Extermination Master, with your evil qi, it is a little better than Tartar." This Heavenly Sword is in your hands, I don't know how many innocent people have suffered, I will help the Emei faction keep it first, and after the Tartars are expelled and the Central Plains are restored, you can send someone to Mingjiao to retrieve it! ”

Extinction was furious, but when there was a Heavenly Sword, he couldn't kill Song Qingshu, and without the sword at the moment, he was even more helpless.

"Let's go!"

The Emei faction, led by extermination, rushed away in a rage.

Shaolin sighed, Cheng Kun's undercover Shaolin matter has now made Shaolin lose face, if he continues to stay, I am afraid it will only be more ugly.

The old Zen master of emptiness saw the nature of his mind and knew that he could not do it, so he immediately led the Shaolin monks and turned away.

Song Qingshu is now extremely high in cultivation, and he is holding the Yitian Sword, and there is Wudang behind him to invite him, Emei and Shaolin have left, and the six major factions have been exhausted.

The second elder of Huashan was just a wall-riding faction, and at this time, under Song Qingshu's angry eyes, lest he become Song Qingshu's next target, he also slipped away.

Kongtong and Kunlun glanced at each other, and now they were on their own, and they were not really heroes, so they had to sigh and evacuate.

A catastrophe that would have killed at least thousands of martial arts masters suddenly disappeared under Song Qingshu's tough containment.

"Qingshu, what the hell is going on?"

The people of the six major factions all dispersed, leaving a tent, but the five heroes of Wudang couldn't do nothing, after all, Song Qingshu was the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang.

"Dad, four uncles, this matter is a long story," Song Qingshu saw that there was no one around, so he pulled the Wudang Five Heroes to an open place, told what he had happened to these days, and explained Cheng Kun in detail about the six major factions, encircling and suppressing the Guangming Peak, from beginning to end, grievances and grievances.

Wudang Five Heroes, after hearing this, not only sighed, but now that people are dead, Cheng Kun, as the culprit, has been eliminated by Song Qingshu, and the Wudang Five Heroes will naturally not continue to bury a dead person.

"Dad, the daughter of the King of Ruyang, the county lord of Shaomin, has collected hundreds of first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and there are strange poisons in the rivers and lakes in his hands, and the ten incense soft tendons are scattered, if you go back to Wudang, you must be strictly vigilant on the road, and you must not fall into their trap!"

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he complained to his son: "Qingshu, since you already know that the King of Ruyang, the lord of Shaomin, wants to use ten incense soft tendons to deal with the martial arts heroes, why didn't you say it just now?" ”

"Having said that, they don't necessarily believe it," Song Qingshu's face showed a look of indifference, but he said secretly in his heart: I just want to hide this from all sects and factions, and then I will take action again to save them, so that these martial arts heroes will owe Mingjiao a great favor, and they will never be able to go against Mingjiao in the future.

Song Yuanqiao has been the head of the Wudang faction for many years, but he is not very clear about his son's careful thinking.

The son is not the master, and the woman is not left.

Song Qingshu is now bent on joining Mingjiao and doing a great cause, and his means are somewhat unbright.

But Song Yuanqiao was kind-hearted and wanted to accumulate more blessings for his son, so he took a few juniors and disciples at the moment, and hurriedly caught up with a few sects, and told the matter of Shaomin County Lord and Shixiang Soft Tendon in detail.

It's a pity that these sects are already dissatisfied with Song Qingshu's obstruction of them and the encirclement and suppression of Guangmingding, and they don't care about Song Yuanqiao's reminder at all.

Besides, since the Shaomin County Lord is plotting against the various sects, how can he make these sects wary.

However, in a few days, several sects were successively trapped by the lord of Shaomin, who was scattered with ten incense soft tendons, and was escorted to the imperial court in Kyoto without mentioning it.

At this moment, Guangming Ding is holding an unprecedented enthronement ceremony, Song Qingshu relied on the great transfer of the Qiankun Divine Skill, and the merit of blocking the six major factions to encircle and suppress Guangming Ding, and officially became the leader of the Ming Sect.