An hour later, Wang Zhong came to the foot of the barren mountain ten miles away from the main altar of the "White Lotus Sect" with a cold air, and Dongjun had been waiting for a long time.

When Dongjun saw Wang Zhong, he immediately ran up and complimented: "Boss Wang, what is the result of the battle between you and Han Shantong!"

Wang Zhong trembled, and the cold qi on his body was discharged by him with "Yuanyang True Fire", and his face became more and more ruddy.

"Han Shantong is worthy of being a master in the Hongwu world, although he is not as powerful as ten years later, but there are not many people on the rivers and lakes who can beat him!"

Dongjun said anxiously: "Then who of you wins and who loses?"

Wang Zhong's eyes narrowed, and he said quietly: "What do you say?"

Dongjun's heart suddenly burst into his heart, and he hurriedly said: "Of course Boss Wang is powerful, where is Han Shantong your opponent!"

Wang Zhong snorted and didn't speak, but looked at the bamboo slip in Dongjun's hand.

"This is Vientiane Shinzo?"

Dongjun presented the bamboo slips with both hands and said: "The Taoism of the Hongwu world is really interesting, it can turn a library into a small bamboo slip, it is really convenient to carry!"

Wang Zhong took the bamboo slip and swept it with the power of the Yuan Shen, and the bamboo slip in his hand immediately bloomed with a heroic light, gradually enlarged, and turned into a huge house, with the book "Vientiane True Treasure".

"When the things are in hand, we will return to Mingjiao immediately!" As soon as Wang Zhongyuan's divine power was collected, the huge house of "Vientiane True Treasure" turned back into bamboo slips and fell into his hands.

Dongjun saw the "Vientiane Zhenzang" bamboo slip in Wang Zhong's hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he didn't dare to be greedy.

Wang Zhong said to Dongjun with a smile: "Don't worry, I will make a copy of the Taoist Book and Martial Arts in the "Vientiane True Collection" and bring it back to the main god space for you, you can also participate in enlightenment on your own, and you can exchange for points!"

"Thank you, Boss Wang!" Dongjun said happily.

Wang Zhong nodded and motioned for Dongjun to leave quickly.

"Boss Wang, if we take away the Vientiane True Treasure, the White Lotus Sect won't chase after us, right?"

Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "Han Shantong still has some bottom line, before the Great Yuan Dynasty is destroyed, he will not let the Ming Sect and the White Lotus Sect kill each other!"

"In my estimation, Han Shantong should devote himself to practicing martial arts for a few years, and when he realizes that his martial arts are successful and can suppress me, he will come to my Ming Sect and Ming Gun to snatch back the "Vientiane True Treasure"!"

Wang Zhong suddenly smiled strangely and said, "And with Han Shantong's current state, giving him eight dares may not come to chase us?"

Dongjun was stunned when he heard this, and only later reacted that Wang Zhong must have hurt Han Shantong, otherwise he wouldn't have said this!

"Since the White Lotus Sect won't chase after us, why are we in such a hurry to return to the Ming Sect?" Dongjun wondered again.

"Your time to stay in this world is running out, and now that the Vientiane True Treasure is in hand, you will have to face my devil training next!"

When Dongjun heard this, he felt a chill in his heart, but Wang Zhong had already taken his hand, went straight into the sky, and flew in the direction of Mingjiao, not giving him the slightest chance to speak.

On the other side, at the White Lotus Sect General Altar, Han Shantong returned to the General Altar and first treated Master Huahua, Ma Xiuying and Liu Futong.

After the three of them woke up, Han Shantong immediately asked Liu Futong to appease the sect, and after he left, Han Shantong spit out a mouthful of old blood, which was evaporated into a gaseous state by the high temperature before it landed.

"Father-in-law, are you injured?" Ma Xiuying hurriedly stepped forward to support the crumbling Han Shantong, but was pushed away by him.

"Don't touch me!" Han Shantong immediately sat cross-legged on the ground after speaking, his whole body exuded high temperature, and the air became dry, like a stove.

Master Huahua said to Ma Xiuying at this time: "There is a scorching fire hidden in the sect body, and outsiders can't touch it!"

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the temperature on Han Shantong's body dropped, and he spit out a puff of black smoke, with a thick smell of blood.

"Mingshen Wudian has some doorways!" Han Shantong gasped.

"Father-in-law, are you okay?" Ma Xiuying stood next to Han Shantong, wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

Han Shantong gave Ma Xiuying a relieved smile and said, "The martial arts of the Ming King, the Ming Sect, are probably higher than the previous generation of the Yin Yang Dharma King!"

"That Ming King is only twelve years old this year, and he has such a cultivation?" Master Huahua said.

A look of scruple flashed in Han Shantong's eyes: "Within three years, the White Lotus Sect will shrink its sphere of influence, don't start a head-on conflict with the Ming Sect!"

Master Huahua was taken aback, looked at Han Shantong's pale face, and said in surprise: "Sect Master, your injury?"

Han Shantong closed his eyes and said heavily: "I was seriously injured in this battle, and I don't have three years to recover, and that person took away the "Vientiane True Treasure", I'm afraid that after three years, the martial arts will be even more terrifying!"

Master Huahua and Ma Xiuying were shocked when they heard this, they didn't expect the form to be so severe, and even the "Vientiane True Collection" was snatched away by Wang Zhong!

"Don't worry, the deity doesn't need to rely on the "Vientiane True Treasure" anymore, and when the injury is healed, the deity's martial arts will be able to go to the next level!

Master Huahua and Ma Xiuying glanced at each other, but they heard a trace of weakness from Hanshan's fairy tale.

"In the past few years, the White Lotus Sect has tried not to conflict with the Ming Sect, and the anti-Yuan matter will wait until the deity is healed!

Master Huahua and Ma Xiuying nodded yes, and each went to help Liu Futong pacify the sect.

This time, Wang Zhongming went straight to the main altar of the White Lotus Sect with a knife and a gun, and then left safely, which dealt a deep blow to Han Shantong's prestige and needed to be appeased.

After Han Shantong waited for no one around, he spit out a mouthful of blood again, but this time it was not evaporated by the high temperature.

Obviously, Han Shantong's injury is not as easy as he said, and it may not be able to get better in three years, he is just appeasing Master Huahua and Ma Xiuying.

Subsequently, the White Lotus Sect began to shrink its power, trying not to conflict with the Ming Sect, and when they saw the people of the Ming Sect, they all took a detour, and they were very shrunken turtles for a few years.

During this time, even the anti-Yuan cause was stagnant, everything turned from light to dark, secretly accumulating strength, and developing silently.

The Ming Sect was also surprisingly low-key during this time, Wang Zhong began to rectify the teaching affairs, eliminate dissidents, suppress all voices that disobeyed him, integrate the Sun and Moon Sects with strong force, and recall all the "Ten Banners" of the main anti-Yuan force back to the main altar.

Wang Zhong had long been aware of the chaos in the internal affairs of the Ming Sect and the complicated character flow of the sect, so he just took the opportunity of succeeding the sect leader to rectify the affairs of the Ming Sect and make the Ming Sect a monolith.

It belongs to Wang Zhong's own iron plate.

The White Lotus Sect and the Ming Sect have stopped, but the Great Yuan Court is very happy, and half of the anti-Yuan forces in the world have disappeared, and the remaining half can no longer stir up the storm.

The Mongols were happy, but the people were not, because the Mongols became more and more tyrannical and engaged in deep resentment.

It happened that the emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty died violently at this time, and the new monarch succeeded to the throne, and the world entered the first year of the Zheng, and the Mongols' rule over the Central Plains also entered the countdown.

Half a year has passed like this, and it is time for the brother team to return to the main god space, but in the past six months, the brother team has been reborn from what it used to be!