After passing the order and letting the disciples of the Ming Sect investigate Xie Xun's whereabouts, Taiyuan will no longer care about this, with the strength of the Ming Sect, as long as Xie Xun is not killed, it will be a matter of time before he finds out his traces, so he is not in a hurry at all.

Although Zhang Wuji was anxious, there was no way, it would take a while to find someone in the vast sea of people.

In the next few months, the war between the Yuan Dynasty and Mingjiao entered a phase of stalemate, with Henan as the boundary, staggered and horizontal, although the big war could not afford, the small war was continuous.

The Ming Sect was busy consolidating the gains of the war, and the Yuan Dynasty did not have enough strength to break the situation, so a delicate balance was formed between them.

It's easy to fight the world, but it's not so easy to govern the world, especially for the people of the Ming Sect, most of the people in the Ming Sect are from the bottom of the society, and it's okay to go to the battlefield to kill people, but when it comes to governing the world, it's not enough.

Fortunately, now that Mingjiao occupies the anti-Yuan righteousness and occupies a vast territory, there are still a lot of talents among the people under its rule, so in addition to the chaos at the beginning, in less than a month, the situation in various places has stabilized a lot.

Taiyuan is the leader of the sect, commanding the heroes, governing internal affairs, sending troops everywhere to exterminate the remnants of Yuanmeng, and he is busy in the dark.

Originally, this kind of thing of grasping the power of the world was not to his liking, but as time passed, he slowly discovered that governing the world and using human strategies was an extremely effective way of exercising his soul, which was more powerful than simple retreat and penance.

The Tao is in the red dust, there is nothing more complicated in the world than the human heart, and there is nothing more difficult than governing the world.

"Hongchen refining the heart, walking Hongchen who walks around the flowers and flowers, where is there a thoroughness than the governance of the huge world, it seems that this step of the poor road is the right one. ”

Taiyuan finished reading a bunch of music books from all over the world, and exhaled lightly, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, not only did he not look tired, but his spirit became more vigorous.

This is a very strange scene, but also his biggest harvest during this time, every time he deals with things all over the world, regardless of farmland and water conservancy, construction and transportation, etc., for him, it is a kind of momentum cultivation, spiritual training, wisdom excavation, which is hard work, but the harvest is extraordinary.

With the grandmaster realm of his congenital fetal breath realm, he naturally will not ruin his body because of his daily hardship, but in this process, his own spiritual will is more and more strengthened, and he faintly begins to have a kind of charm of the vast heaven and earth.

The spirit is strong, and the control of the true qi of the body is becoming more and more powerful, the muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs, are washed and tempered by the innate true qi every day, and his innate body is more mysterious, his skin is like jade, his bones are tough, his blood is vigorous, and his vitality is strong, which is far beyond ordinary martial artists.

Especially in the congenital fetal breath, the inside and outside are the same, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, plants and trees to temper the flesh and blood, and the effect is amazing.

Gradually, Taiyuan felt that his cultivation in the Innate Fetal Breath Realm was getting deeper and deeper, and his martial arts entered a mysterious and unpredictable level.

Time is like water, half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and in the past six months, the development of Mingjiao has become stronger and stronger, except for the Gyeonggi land guarded by Yuanmeng, most of the Kyushu in the world has entered the control of Mingjiao.

Moreover, after the expulsion of the Mongol Tatars, the situation of the Han people in the world has been greatly improved, and there are some experiences of Taiyuan from later generations, both agriculture and commerce have developed greatly, and the people have finally come out of the dire situation of the previous years, although they are still not rich, but at least there is some guarantee for survival, and life is slowly getting better.

As a result, the prestige of the Ming Sect increased greatly, and the entire function began to change from a martial arts sect to a government court.

Taiyuan saw that the time was ripe, and he had already set out to separate Mingjiao from the world, martial arts is martial arts, and the government is the government, there must be a clear boundary between the two, otherwise there will inevitably be big trouble in the future.

So under his subtle influence, the Ming Sect Army began to transform into a regular army, and the government shelves in various places were slowly erected, and those who wanted to join the new imperial court were those in the court, and those who wanted to mix in the martial arts were still counted as Ming Sect disciples.

This step can be described as a big breakthrough, even with the energy of the ether element, he does not dare to be careless, and can only slowly decompose.

Half a year later, the situation in Mingjiao gradually stabilized, and the local construction was also on track.

Zhang Wuji found it as soon as possible.

"Sect Master, have you heard about my stepfather?

These days, Zhang Wuji, as the deputy head of the Ming Sect, has traveled all over the world and dealt with major events in the world, which can be regarded as experienced, although he was anxious, he finally did not lose an inch, which made Taiyuan nod secretly.

"Yes, the news of your father-in-law does have it, and I believe that it will not be long before it will spread all over the world, he is in Shaolin at this time, and those Shaolin monks have begun to brew a lion slaughter conference in the martial arts. ”

Taiyuan's tone was calm, but he was really a little annoyed in his heart, Xie Xun was the apologetic king of the Ming Sect no matter what, and the Shaolin Temple had quietly imprisoned him for so long, and now he was preparing to hold a lion slaughter conference, this kind of behavior, as the leader of the Ming Sect, how could he not be angry.

It's just that I don't take Mingjiao seriously.

Taiyuan Taoist people are really a little puzzled, where did this Shaolin Temple come from so bold, now the Mingjiao army has swept the world, has occupied half of the country, it doesn't take much time, as long as the strength is enough, overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty in one fell swoop, and establishing a new dynasty is just a matter between backhands, in this case, Shaolin dared to imprison Xie Xun, which really made him not know what to say.

"What? Shaolin? How is this possible, how dare Shaolin imprison my stepfather?"

No matter how good Zhang Wuji's temper is, he can't help but be angry at this moment.

"Yes, I also want to know, what is the basis of this Shaolin, dare to imprison the guardian king of Mingjiao, and also hold a lion slaughter conference, it seems that there is really a mystery that we don't know. ”

Taiyuan laughed lightly, speaking of this, he was really a little curious, he didn't know what hole cards Shaolin had, and dared to offend the Mingjiao who was in the middle of the day.

"Sect Master, since this is the case, what should I do with the Ming Sect? Do you want to go directly to Shaolin to rescue my father-in-law?"

Zhang Wuji said this, faintly with a bit of murderous aura, how to say that he has also been the deputy head of the Ming Sect for so long, these days, he has led the soldiers and horses under the command of the Ming Sect to fight and fight, and his momentum has long been cultivated, compared with Zhang Wuji in the original book, it is obviously a little more decisive.

At this moment, because of Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji was angry, and a wave of iron-blooded evil qi burst out irrepressibly.

"Hehe, Wuji, you don't need to summon, if a friend is visiting, you better go out to greet it first, thank you for the matter of the Lion King, let's talk about it later." ”

Taiyuan Daoren's eyelids moved slightly, and he said softly.

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, but soon his face moved, and he reacted, and someone was indeed coming not far away.

Although it was only a few breaths away from each other, Zhang Wuji was still shocked, these days, his martial arts have become more and more profound and mysterious, and he is about to break the entrance of heaven and earth and step into the innate realm, and now it seems that compared with the sect leader of Taiyuan, there is still a big gap.

In a flash, Zhang Wuji had already left.

After a while, he walked in with two people, these two people were dressed in Taoist robes, had a good temperament, and they were acquaintances, one was Wudang Song Yuanqiao, and the other was Yu Lianzhou.

"Sect Master, my two teachers and uncles are visiting. ”

"Well, Song Daxia, Yu Erxia, I don't know what the two of you are here?"

"I have seen the Taiyuan Sect Master, Song and his junior brother came this time because of the Shaolin Lion Slaughter Conference. ”

As soon as Song Yuanqiao's words came out, Taiyuan said in his heart Sure enough, at this time, Wudang sent people only because of the Shaolin Lion Slaughter Conference.

"Song Daxia, the news of the Shaolin Lion Slaughter Conference should have already spread, right?" Taiyuan Daoist asked softly, and Song Yuanqiao's answer made him completely affirmed.

"Yes, three days ago, Shaolin summoned the world's martial arts, and called on all major sects to go to Shaolin to hold a lion slaughter conference, and to deal with Xie Xun according to the rules of martial arts, and decide the ownership of the dragon slaying knife. ”

"Hehe, Shaolin is really a big deal, this is to hold a world martial arts conference, and also, the dragon slaying knife also fell into their hands?"

For the martial arts conference, Taiyuan Dao people were not surprised, especially one of the martial arts rules, which made him laugh in his heart, but what was surprising was the dragon slaying knife, this treasure knife was lost when it was on Spirit Snake Island according to Zhang Wuji, but now it suddenly appeared in Shaolin, which made him a little surprised, and many thoughts turned in his heart at once.

"It should be so, if there is no dragon slaying knife, how can they decide the ownership of the dragon slaying knife. ”

"Hehe, don't care about him, this time I have to thank Song Daxia for the news. ”

After chatting for a while, Taiyuan ordered his subordinates to arrange for Song Yuanqiao and others to stay.

Song Yuanqiao and the others didn't say much, since they came this time, it was enough to show their attitude, they were on the side of Mingjiao, there were many reasons for this, one was Zhang Wuji, in the end it was Zhang Cuishan's son, with such a relationship, Wudang naturally would not go to Xie Xun for trouble, and the original battle of Wan'an Temple, after all, it was Mingjiao who saved their lives, and the grace of saving lives must be repaid, and more importantly, it was Zhang Sanfeng's instructions.

Zhang Sanfeng has made it clear in this matter that he wants Wudang to advance and retreat together with Mingjiao this time, and as for the so-called distinction between good and evil, he doesn't care too much.

This is not surprising, today's Mingjiao, it is impossible to be beaten into the ranks of the evil demons, most of the world belongs to the Mingjiao, as if a new dynasty was established, who dares to say that the religion is the evil demons.

"Wuji, you go to pass the order, Mingjiao must stabilize the situation in the world, don't give Yuanmeng a chance, and let the left and right messengers, Wei Bat King, Eagle King, they come to Haozhou as soon as possible, after a while, I Mingjiao will go to Shaolin and his party, and I want to see what kind of reputation this Shaolin's lion slaughtering conference can have. ”

Taiyuan Daoist smiled lightly and gave an order to Zhang Wuji.

In recent days, Songshan Shaolin Temple has been busy, and martial arts people with swords and swords are surging everywhere.

Not only the major righteous sects of the Central Plains martial arts, but even some small gangs and small sects have also gathered together to see this martial arts event.

Outside the Shaolin Mountain Gate, the sturdy monks continue to guide the way for the arriving martial arts heroes, arrange food and accommodation, and are endlessly busy.

In just two or three days, there are thousands of martial arts heroes who arrived in Shaolin, what Huashan faction, Kongtong faction, Kunlun faction, Emei faction, Shenquanmen, Haisha Gang, beggar gang and other large and small sects are all here, and all kinds of people with different shapes can be seen everywhere.

The bells are melodious, the ancient temple is roaring, and around a wide square in the Shaolin Temple, people of all factions have been seated.

As the bell rang, the cacophony slowly subsided.

The heroes from all walks of life looked left and right, and it didn't take long to see the strangeness of today's situation.

"Huh? Why did Shaolin hold a lion slaughter conference today, but there were no two factions, Mingjiao and Wudang?

"Yes, both Mingjiao and Wudang are the top forces in the world, and these two parties have not yet arrived at this time, I'm afraid something big will happen. ”

"Hehe, what's the matter, let's just come this time to see the excitement, self-preservation, once something happens, don't mix it indiscriminately, so as not to lose your life." ”

Some of the warriors from small families whispered, their tones were weird, and they even had some expectations, these warriors were all characters who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they couldn't wait to see a shocking battle in Shaolin today, so it was no wonder that they had this performance.

Even the rest of the people in the big faction were secretly surprised in their hearts.

Mingjiao is nothing, but Wudang did not appear, which has to make people think about it, these years, Shaolin Wudang is famous all over the world, one south and one north, the momentum is huge, both factions are on the surface of the righteous leader, but in the end a mountain does not tolerate two tigers, in private is indispensable to fight in the open and secret, but has not torn the skin, now Shaolin held a lion slaughter conference, Wudang is not there, the meaning of which is intriguing.

On the high platform in the center of the square, as soon as the bell fell, several old monks in robes walked out.

Empty news, emptiness, empty wisdom, these three monks are impressively listed, in addition, there are four or five empty character generation monks, their faces are unfamiliar, there are only a handful of people who know them on the rivers and lakes, and they don't know where to hide in the past.

These old monks are solemn one by one, there seems to be a layer of treasure light flowing on their faces, obviously their martial arts are not trivial, even if they are not as good as Kong Wen and others, they are not much worse, and they are all top masters on the rivers and lakes.

Seven or eight majestic old monks came out together, and the shock brought can be imagined, and the thousands of years of Shaolin heritage can also be seen.

"Amitabha!"

Empty monk Gao Xuan Buddha's number, the Buddha's voice is solemn, such as the bell of the ancient temple, ringing in the ears of everyone, spread all over the huge square, the profundity of its internal strength can be imagined.

As soon as the Buddha horn sounded, the martial arts heroes of all parties who were whispering also fell silent, not daring to discuss it wantonly.

Seeing the effect of his voice, Kongwen was very satisfied.

With his mouth open, he was about to say something, when suddenly a loud laugh came from a distance.

"Haha, the world's heroes gather in Shaolin, it's really a martial arts event, but such a grand occasion, isn't it too rude not to inform me of Mingjiao?

The voice seemed to come from a very long distance, and Kongwen's face sank, and he could no longer say the words that came to his mouth.

"The Taiyuan Sect Master came to our temple, the old man is very honored, the crime of disgrace, and I hope for Haihan!"

The sound of the Buddha is lingering, and Kong Wen has used the magic power of the Shaolin lion's roar this time to spread the sound far away.

The two talked to each other from a long distance, but the sound was still in the ears, the depth of their skills, and the wonder of their use were breathtaking.

Whew, in just a dozen breaths, a gust of wind swayed, outside the square, outside the Shaolin courtyard walls, several figures swept like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, they descended on this square.

Taiyuan Daoren's footsteps flashed, his figure was like a floating light, and in the blink of an eye, a cyan afterimage was pulled, and it had already appeared on the high platform of the square.

"Hehe, Master Kongwen, you are very good, your Shaolin courage is really good, Xie Xun is the protector of my Ming Church, your Shaolin today actually held a lion slaughter conference in a grand manner, and also convened the world's martial arts heroes, but why didn't my Mingjiao receive your Shaolin post?

The tone was cold, like the sky of the nine heavens, with a ruthless aura in the indifference, Sen Sen's momentum made Kong Wen's complexion change suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if it was difficult to resist the ubiquitous fierce qi of Taiyuan Dao people.

"Ahem, this is the Taiyuan Sect Leader of the Ming Sect, the old man is polite, as for what the sect leader just said, the old man also has to do it, and I hope the sect leader will forgive me. ”

Although Kongwen is very jealous of the martial arts of Taiyuan Daoist in his heart, this place is the realm of Shaolin, and as the abbot of Shaolin, it is impossible for him to fall into the prestige of Shaolin.

"Oh, does the master have to do something? Then please tell me, Poor Dao also wants to see, what is the reason why you Shaolin does not take my Mingjiao seriously. ”

Taiyuan's tone became deeper and deeper, his face was calm, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

"Taiyuan Sect Master, Shaolin held the lion slaughter conference this time, is to solve the martial arts dispute, and the person targeted is only Xie Xun alone, and Mingjiao is not related, a few years ago, Xie Xun killed innocents on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many martial arts colleagues died in his hands, but later he avoided overseas, which made everyone unable to find, only a few months ago, Xie Xun returned to the Central Plains, which was inspected by my Shaolin and brought to Shaolin, but I Shaolin did not dare to deal with it without authorization, so I could only invite the world's heroes to gather in Shaolin, in order to make a judgment on Xie Xun's behavior, and seek justice for the martial arts colleagues who died in his hands！”

Kongwen's tone was sonorous and firm, and his face was even more solemn, and his whole body seemed to exude a great compassion and great enlightenment.