Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 500
Heiying's face tightened after hearing this. Ji Lin wanted to send troops to Beihuang just to regain Beihuang. This was not a good thing for Taiping Dao. What Taiping Dao needed was a stable rear base, but similarly, they We still need some chaos to refine blood pills.

But now the Great Zhou Dynasty wants to attack Beihuang. Once Beihuang is stabilized, will Taiping Road be still needed?
"What, are you putting Taiping Road in trouble?" Ji Lin looked indifferent. Now the Ming King is in the ascendant. He has defeated the Khitan, annexed Dali, and is so powerful that he is powerful in the world. With his strong martial arts, some people think that he is the second Emperor Wu.

On the contrary, the Great Zhou royal family has long since sunk, and the Jiuding magic power has not appeared in the world for many years. He can only rely on his military exploits to pacify the Northern Wasteland in order to restore the prestige of the Great Zhou royal family.

"Okay." Heiying thought for a moment and said, "But if we help His Highness pacify the Northern Wilderness, I, Taiping Dao, must walk under the sun. I ask His Highness the Crown Prince to agree."

Lin Qingyi has been dormant for so many years and has never appeared. Now sending someone to befriend Ji Lin is not only to allow Taiping Dao to walk in the world openly and honestly. If it cannot even do this, Taiping Dao will naturally not help Ji Lin pacify the Northern Wilderness. .

"It's not enough. It's not enough just to pacify the Northern Wilderness, but I can let you walk around the world with another identity." Ji Lin thought about it briefly and rejected the other party's request.

Now that his strength is still very weak, he still needs the support of Wu Sheng Mansion. How can he offend Wu Sheng Mansion because of Taiping Dao?What's more, compared to Taiping Dao, Wusheng Mansion is at least on the surface a righteous path.

"I will report this matter to the leader and wait for the leader's decision." The shadow did not agree to the other party's request, but pushed the ball to Lin Qingyi. After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph, no wonder Prince Ming doesn't like it. A bunch of guys with no bottom line, they really think too much. This world is so big. Apart from me, who else dares to use you? If it were anyone else, I'm afraid you would have eaten it long ago. Not even the bones are left." Ji Lin looked at the other person's back with a trace of disdain on his lips.

At this moment, on the river, a Taoist with white hair and a childlike face, a misty aura around his body, harmonious with the heaven and earth, is none other than the newly promoted Martial Saint Zhang Sanfeng. He is standing on the bow of the boat at this moment. Behind him, there are seven Taoists, old or young, Each breath is strong and strong, showing that the internal strength is extremely good.These are all Zhang Sanfeng's disciples or disciples.

"Yuanqiao, who are you on the other side?" The Taoist suddenly said with a smile on his face, looking across the river.

"Fifth brother, master, it's the fifth brother!" Song Yuanqiao and others looked and saw four people riding war horses on the other side of the river, waiting. One of them was Zhang Sanfeng's fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan.

"And Wuji. Master, Wuji is here too." Yin Liting also showed excitement.

"The White-browed Eagle King and his younger siblings are here, Master." Yu Daiyan frowned, and the excitement on his face seemed to be much lessened.

If it were just Zhang Cuishan's family, everyone would definitely know that they were here to congratulate Zhang Sanfeng on his promotion to the Martial Saint. But the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng came here for more than just this matter.

"I'll talk about it first. I didn't expect to meet Cuishan and the others here. If it were any later, Cuishan and he would have run away empty-handed." Zhang Sanfeng was in a good mood.

"Master, the White-browed Eagle King appears at this time, probably not just to congratulate Master on becoming a Martial Saint." Zhang Songxi said unceremoniously.

"Master, let me take a look at Wuji." A young man behind the crowd showed a trace of disdain on his face.

"Qingshu, shut up." Song Yuanqiao glared at his son. Everyone knew some words, but they couldn't say them casually, especially since the Seven Heroes of Wudang were brothers, how could they say it at this time.

"Let's go!" The smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face was much smaller. He was a scholar of heaven and earth. He had experienced many things in his life, and he also knew a little bit about the affairs between his disciples.

"Disciple Cuishan (Su Su,) pays homage to Master."

"Disciple Zhang Wuji pays homage to his master." "Yin Tianzheng has met Master Zhang."

When Zhang Sanfeng and others arrived at the ferry, they saw Zhang Cuishan's family and Yin Tianzheng approaching them.

"Cuishan, Susu, Wuji, get up!" Zhang Sanfeng waved the whisk in his hand, and a soft force helped the three of them up. Then he cupped his hands towards Yin Tianzheng and said with a smile: "Please come, please." It’s really the sin of a poor person.”

"Zhenzhen Zhang was joking. After hundreds of years, a Martial Saint finally appeared in our wilderness. It's a joy to congratulate. It would be a pity if Yin didn't come to meet him. Others want to see the Martial Saint but can't. Such a Yin cannot give up the opportunity!" Yin Tianzheng laughed.

"It's just a lucky break." Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and said, "It's all thanks to King Ming that the veteran made the breakthrough."

Song Yuanqiao and others all had smiles on their faces, but Zhang Cuishan and others showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Uncle Fifth Master, Master set out from Jinling, how did you meet here? What a coincidence!" Song Qingshu asked pretending to be surprised.

After hearing this, Zhang Cuishan showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, but Yin Tianzheng said loudly: "I don't dare to deceive Master Zhang. It was the news from the disciples in the sect, so we meet here."

"The forces of the Zoroastrian Cult have reached the Ming Dynasty?" Zhang Songxi exclaimed.

Zhang Sanfeng is a martial saint, and his every move attracts the attention of the world. It is normal for him to be discovered, but the Zoroastrian Cult can find traces of people in the Ming Dynasty, which shows that the Zoroastrian Cult also has activities in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Wuji nodded and said: "Mr. Yang Zuo believes that the Ming Dynasty is powerful, and we must also pay attention to the movements of King Ming. King Ming is ambitious and will definitely attack Beihuang in the future. We must pay attention to his actions. Therefore, we sent people into the territory of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly after hearing this. He didn't mean that there was anything wrong with Zoroastrianism entering the Ming Dynasty. It was just because Yang Xiao promoted this matter that he felt uncomfortable.

As the leader of a religion, he can listen to and use the suggestions of his subordinates, but Zhang Wuji talks about Yang Xiao in his words, giving the impression that Yang Xiao is the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult and Zhang Wuji is just a puppet.

"Wuji, come, follow the master." Zhang Sanfeng knew that Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji and others were waiting for him here. There must be something important, so he wanted to talk to him alone.

"Yes." Zhang Wuji felt uneasy.He could only look at Zhang Cuishan and others.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Cuishan could only nod his head and watched Zhang Wuji follow Zhang Sanfeng and walk away into the distance.

"Fifth brother, don't worry, Master will not embarrass Wuji." Song Yuanqiao saw clearly and stepped forward to comfort him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Zhang Cuishan showed a look of shame on his face.

(End of this chapter)