The two performed light skills and rushed to Nanyang in less than a day. Huo Wuxian went out of his way to contact the dark son of the Ming Sect every day, but Ding Yu ignored it and only deduced the exercises in the stronghold.

A few days passed in a hurry, and that night, Huo Wuxian returned to the stronghold excitedly and tiredly, and said to Ding Yu: "Finally, I found out clearly, Zhang Gang's house had set off two days ago, and the Great Khan of the Tartars had made the Quanzhen Sect the head of Taoism in the world. This hand is extremely vicious, and the Quanzhen Sect is now in charge of the Central Plains Martial Arts Niu'er, if it accepts the edict, it will be subjugated to Mongolia. At that time, the morale of the Central Plains martial arts will inevitably be greatly reduced, and it is impossible to say that they will have to confront the Quanzhen Sect; if the Quanzhen Sect is not sealed, this time Zhang Gang brought a number of masters with him, one of whom is named the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who is said to be the first master of Tubo, I am afraid that the Quanzhen Sect will be destroyed on the spot, and it will also be able to deter the Central Plains Martial Arts. ”

Ding Yu opened his eyes, his essence flashed, and said, "King of the Golden Wheel? He is still the No. 1 master of Tubo? Could it be that he ...... It's okay, I'm itching to the bones!

Huo Wuxian said: "Zhang Gang has already set off two days ago, and it is too late to intercept him halfway, so we will go straight to Chongyang Palace." With the actions of the Quanzhen Sect, this time it should not be at the mercy of the Tartars, and there may be a big war at that time. When the Mongolian envoys arrive, regardless of whether the Quanzhen Sect is sealed or not, we will kill Zhang Gang on the spot, not only can we take revenge, but also spoil the Tartars' plan, killing two birds with one stone!"

The lights in the Chongyang Palace are colorful, and the breath of incense and candles can be smelled for miles. The teachings of the Quanzhen Sect are self-serving and unpretentious. Such a grand arrangement is only for today to be the day of the enthronement of the new head of Quanzhen. However, at this time, in the Chongyang Palace, there was no joy and celebration. There is only a heavy depression.

Zhang Gang sat on the camphor wood chair, ignoring the cup of tea that had no heat at all, and his fingers were tapping impatiently on the coffee table. He sneered in his heart: After discussing it for a long time, it seems that most of these of the Quanzhen Sect are not going to be sealed, so it is okay! There are always some fools in this world who do not know the current affairs. Today's Zhongnan Mountain, I'm afraid it's going to be dyed a little red.

Thinking of this, he glanced back at the five people behind him: a tall and thin Tibetan monk. A green-robed zombie-faced, a pot-bellied Persian Hu merchant, and a nine-foot-tall man. There is also a Tianzhu dwarf with a broken leg - the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Xiao Xiangzi, Yin Kexi, Ma Guangzuo and Nemo Xing. These five people are the top five masters under Kublai Khan's account, and under the joint force, although they dare not say that they are invincible in the world. But at least there is no one in the Quanzhen Sect who is invincible.

Zhang Gang came to enshrine the Quanzhen Sect this time. In fact, three preparations were made. If the Quanzhen Sect is not sealed, it will first kill the masters of his sect by martial arts, and then subdue the other junior disciples to be sealed; in case these five masters fail, they will blow the horn and let the soldiers and horses in ambush at the foot of the mountain rush up, directly destroying the foundation of Quanzhen.

I just hope that I don't have to go to the end! Who knows, I, Zhang Gang, am actually not a person who kills people in a single way! He thought with some embarrassment.

Then. The people of the Quanzhen Sect finally came out of the side hall. The first is the jubilant Zhao Zhijing, and behind him is Yin Zhiping, the newly appointed Quanzhen Sect Leader today. He was followed by dozens of disciples of the third or fourth generation of Quanzhen. They led Zhang Gang and the others back to the main hall. Then Yin Zhiping ignored the opposition of the disciples, and passed the position of Quanzhen Sect to Zhao Zhijing with a blank expression. Zhang Gang smiled, Zhao Zhijing was very deferential to the Mongolian Great Khan, and he didn't need to use his sword today.

Sure enough, after Zhao Zhijing hastily completed the succession ceremony, he immediately announced in public that the Quanzhen Sect had accepted the edict of the Mongol Great Khan!

Zhang Gang smiled loudly, stepped forward, unfolded the edict and read: "Zhao Zhijing, the head of the Quanzhen Sect today, is the ......" Before the words were finished, suddenly more than a dozen figures were snatched out of the Quanzhen disciples in the rear, and the first one shouted: "Zhao Zhijing deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and I took away his position as the head of the sect in the name of the ancestors of the past dynasties!"

After that, more than a dozen people drew their swords out of the sheath, two of them pressed against Zhao Zhijing's waist and neck, and the rest surrounded Zhang Gang and his team. Li Zhichang, who took the lead, said sharply: "We are the citizens of the Great Song Dynasty, and we swear not to be enthroned by Mongolia! Mongolia and the Song Dynasty have become enemy countries, and today you are envoys holding edicts, and I will not teach you to kill." When he sees each other, it is the time to die!" These words were sonorous, and the disciples listened to them with boiling blood and applauding.

However, Zhang Gang only smiled disdainfully, and sighed: "I don't know how thick the sky is, give me all of it!" The voice fell, and two people from behind him, Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi, one holding an iron crutch and the other holding a mourning stick, swept towards the Quanzhen disciple.

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, two ugly men in variegated robes were hurrying towards the mountainside, the one on the left had a big mole on his face, and a handful of black hair sticking out of it, and the man on the right had a blue spot on his face, covering from the root of his ear to the corner of his eye. The blue-spotted man complained in a low voice: "Sour Xiucai, your identity as an insider arrangement is too unbearable, when you were in charge of the ceremony, you were sent to a town dozens of miles away to buy it, and it was clear that you were not allowed to participate! ”

The leper man said helplessly: "The rules of Chongyang Palace are very strict, the Taoist priests are very familiar with each other, and we don't have enough time, so it's not easy to fake." It's only these two people who are not welcomed, and no one will take a second look, so they can pretend. ”

The two were talking, and suddenly the blue-spotted man grabbed the leech man and pulled him into the bushes next to the mountain road, and he whispered: "There are ambush soldiers in the forest ahead, at least hundreds of people, and the formation looks like Mongolian soldiers." ”

The man frowned slightly, and said, "It turns out that the Tartars not only dispatched martial arts masters, but also soldiers and horses, and it seems that they are bound to win the Quanzhen Sect." If this is the case, I am afraid that it will not be easy for us to escape after we succeed. ”

The blue-spotted man suddenly laughed, and he said, "That's what makes sense." Okay, Sour Xiucai, you've done almost everything with your brain, and I'll leave the rest to the monk!"

The man was taken aback, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to assassinate Zhang Gang alone, do you?" There are at least four Guardian Dharma King-level masters inside! If you act alone, won't you be sent to death? Or do you ...... as planned?"

The blue-spotted man reached out as fast as lightning, grabbed the throat of the mole man, and grinned: "Your plan is too wordy, I have long forgotten it." Listen, Sour Xiucai, after the matter is completed, I will take Zhang Gang's head to you. But then it's my playtime, and if you dare to intervene, don't blame me for turning my face!" he let go of his hand and galloped away through the mountains and forests.

The leper man touched his neck that was a little painful, and smiled bitterly in his heart: In the past 20 years, my martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, and I thought that except for the masters of the Central Plains Five Uniques, there are few opponents in the world, but as soon as the violent thief made a move, he didn't even have the strength to dodge, how heavy this blow was! That's it, leave the rest to that violent maniac! He shook his head and walked towards the foot of the mountain. (To be continued.) )