Chapter Twenty-Eight: No Enemy
In the following years, Zhao Xianzong also studied the Nine Yin Sutra hard, but somehow there was no progress.
He also went out several times to help Chen Youliang attack and plunder the land, and finally helped him break the Haowu City half a year ago, and then opened the Jinling City Gate by fraud, so that Chen Youliang beheaded Zhu Chongba in the Honghua Temple. Later, the Western Wu regime was completely annihilated, and Chen Youliang's Tianwan regime had millions of soldiers and besieged most of the capital.
Although the Yuan Court is still struggling to support, it is estimated that the fall will be within a few years.
And after killing Zhu Chongba, Zhao Xianzong also waited for a huge amount of luck, although he didn't want to be like the people in the martial arts, but it was not worth the trip, seeing that the new plane in his mind had appeared, Zhao Xianzong did not choose to leave immediately.
Now there are several top-level sons of luck in this plane, Zhang Wuji, Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Sanfeng and the mysterious Huangshan woman, these people must be killed.
These people can not only bring themselves not weak luck, but more importantly, these people will definitely be able to bring themselves not weak cultivation in the book of luck, and when the time comes, when they are used together with the eleven books they have accumulated before, they will inevitably bring a more powerful foundation for their next plane.
In a few years, Zhou Zhiruo has exerted her outstanding talent, and in just a few years, she has cultivated to the third layer, which is one level higher than the original work, which may also be related to her own material support.
It's just that this is far from enough, the three layers of Jiuyin may be able to fight a Zhang Sanfeng, but they may not be able to fight the Huangshan girl, after all, that woman's exercises are born by grasping the white bones of Jiuyin.
If you can cultivate to the fourth level of the initiate's Gang Qi, the source of internal force, you can do it in the palm of your hand, and killing the Yellow Fir Girl is like slaughtering a dog, after all, this is already out of martial arts means.
"Zhiruo, are you from the fourth layer now?" After several years of getting along, the title has already changed.
"Husband, rest assured, Zhiruo feels that she will be able to break through the fourth layer in a few months, this Nine Yin True Scripture seems to fit me very well, and there is no bottleneck in progress!" Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was like a flower, and she was full of smiles. If it weren't for the hatred of the sea of blood, she really wanted to live in seclusion like this forever, maybe she would be married and taught children in the future, and it would be good to be a good wife and mother.
"That's good, when you succeed, it will be the time for us to kill Wudang, and the grudge for several years should be over!" Zhao Xianzong said slowly.
"It's time!" Zhou Zhiruo also had beautiful eyes.
Half a year later, Yongfu Inn in Xiangyang Prefecture.
"Have you heard? Recently, there was news that the original Emei disciple will soon be in Wudang to seek revenge!" said one of the young men at a table of diners.
"Cut! Since the battle between the Ming Sect and the Six Factions three years ago, there have been rumors that Zhang Wuji, the son of Zhang Wuxia, the Wudang Dynasty, colluded with the Yuan Thief to cause the Six Factions to almost break off the inheritance.
"What about seeking revenge? Not to mention the great power of Wudang, Zhang Zhenren is still alive, and he has participated in the cultivation of the people, and it is not necessary that the deer will be killed! Besides, it was just a rumor back then, but who can know how it will be?" a young man at the next table retorted.
"Brother Tai is reasonable, but as the old saying goes, there must be a reason for everything, since this is rumored, I think this matter will not be groundless!"
Wudang Mountain.
Wudang Mountain is already full of people at this moment, Wudang sent hundreds of people gathered here, all holding swords and standing with cautious expressions, since the month before getting the news that Emei Yuan disciple Zhou Zhiruo wanted to seek revenge, Wudang was already upset, but did not take it to heart, one is that the matter of Hongliu Villa is a trap, and the other is that Zhou Zhiruo Wudang people have seen it, although the talent is good, but the cultivation is really average.
But when they heard that Zhou Zhiruo came to Dadu half a month ago and rushed to kill the Ruyang Mansion among the ten thousand troops, the people in Wudang were uneasy.
"Master, how should I explain the events of the day when I wait for the girl to arrive?" Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes, asked Zhang Sanfeng with a sad face.
"Let's look at it then, I think that the person who designed it back then must have borrowed the hand of Zhao Min, but Zhao Min fled away, and Miss Xiao Zhou still came straight to my Wudang, so it can be seen that she is afraid that she will not listen to any explanation, maybe today is the disaster of my Wudang!" Zhang Sanfeng was over 100 years old but did not show weakness, and replied with full of energy.
"Wuji's nephew, can you think of who framed you, and even designed me Wudang" Yu Lianzhou looked at Zhang Wuji and asked.
Zhang Wuji's expression was full of incomprehension when he heard this, and he was resentful, "Wuji doesn't know! I really can't remember who he offended, so he used this extremely vicious means to frame his nephew!"
Near noon, at the foot of Wudang Mountain in Xiangyang Prefecture, a man and a woman came together, walking on the winding mountain path in Wudang Mountain, with light steps and walking on the ground. A vertical body is dozens of feet away from the body.
Wudang everyone looked at a man and a woman who came together, their expressions were solemn, the man's dark robe was embroidered with gold silk, and there was endless killing in the graceful and luxurious, which made people's backs numb at a glance, and the woman was dressed in white. It's just that at this moment, the face is also full of frost.
Looking at the similarity and big difference, the former soft and weak Zhou girl, Yu Lianzhou stepped forward with a bitter face and arched her hand, "Senior nephew Zhou, the facts of the year were debts and framed, senior nephew might as well sit down and listen to me."
"If Zhiruo doesn't need to say much, there is only one battle today," Zhao Xianzong interrupted.
"What the husband said is very true" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly swept towards the Wudang people, how exquisite the Nine Yin True Scripture is, not to mention that it has been refined to the fourth layer of the same cultivator's Gang Qi, and there is a gushing of Gang Qi in his hand, and the long sword of the Wudang disciples has not yet been pierced, and the blood in his mouth is flying back, and in an instant, dozens of disciples are already weak.
"Miss Zhou! Why are you so ruthless! You can do such a vicious attack without distinguishing between right and wrong! Have you forgotten that you can enter Emei thanks to Zhang Zhenren's recommendation! Are you still the Zhou girl who had the virtue of giving me a handkerchief to wipe her tears?" Zhang Wuji never thought that his childhood companion in the past would be ruthless when he didn't say a word, and instantly hurt dozens of people's lives, and suddenly burst out with anger.
Zhou Zhiruo was unconscious when he heard this, and continued to kill a group of Wudang disciples, and Wudang Six Heroes and Zhang Wuji also stopped their plans to continue to persuade each other, and they all used their body methods to soar into the air and attack Zhou Zhiruo.
It's just that they go fast, and they go back quickly, just a face, the seven people of Wudang are flying back upside down, except for Zhang Wuji, who can barely stand firm, the other six heroes are all in decay, and it seems that they are no longer able to fight, if they can't recuperate in time, they will die at any time.
Zhang Zhenren was also shocked when he saw this scene, he was wrong about Zhou Zhiruo's cultivation, and he also missed Zhou Zhiruo's heart at the moment, and a mistake caused such a big mistake to be cast in person.
"Miss Xiao Zhou, you have become so ruthless, but the old way is not to spare you!" Zhang Sanfeng was angry and did not speak, Chen Sheng.
"Needless to say, a battle is enough, just remember that you are kind to me, I won't kill you!" Zhou Zhiruo's expression was not shocked.
"That's the old way..."
"Zhang Zhenren is slow, wait for me to help Zhenren!" The crisp voice came from afar, Zhao Xianzong looked at it, a woman with a yellow cedar was coming quickly, and the voice was at the foot of the mountain, halfway to the mountainside, and when the words fell, he had appeared on the top of the mountain, and the speed of his body was more than twice as fast as his own full strength.
Looking at the Huangshan woman standing in the field, Zhao Xianzong knew that this must be the heir of the ancient tomb, and he deliberately spread the news months in advance, just to lure her here, and sure enough, she came!