I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 250 Recognition
Although He Taichong is the leader of Kunlun Sect, Ban Shuxian, who is married to him as his senior sister, is the supreme leader. Once she opens her mouth, it means that Kunlun Sect will not take any more action.

In fact, He Taichong and his wife had never fought with Zhang Wuji, but Ban Shuxian just recognized the true identity of Zeng Aniu.

A few years ago, Zhang Wuji traveled thousands of miles to Kunlun Mountain with Yang Buhui to look for his biological father Yang Xiao, but was repaid with hatred by the couple. So at this time, he would rather endure the peace for a while than end up in disgrace like Xian Yutong of the Huashan Sect.

There was silence on the Bright Summit. No one present had expected that the matter would end so abruptly. If they could not eradicate the Demon Cult now, how could they let go of today's incident after they had recovered from their injuries?

"Let's not talk about other people for now, but I must kill Yang Xiao today!"

Although Yin Liting also felt that Zeng Aniu was Zhang Wuji, but seeing Yang Xiao, who had harmed his fiancée Ji Xiaofu, was right in front of him, he could not swallow this humiliation no matter what he said. He drew his sword, took a step forward, and ran towards Yang Xiao with red eyes.

Zhang Wuji knew the hidden truth, so he stepped in and said, "Sixth Hero Yin, it was not Yang Xiao who killed Aunt Ji, but Nun Miejue."

Yang Buhui, who had been looking after her father, also shouted, "If you want to avenge my mother, go kill that old thief!"

Yin Liting looked at the girl's figure and appearance and found that she looked exactly like Ji Xiaofu. Plus, she said that she was Ji Xiaofu's daughter, which must be true. It was like a bolt from the blue and he looked back at Nun Miejue in disbelief.

"The Six Heroes of Yin."

Nun Miejue's face turned pale as she spoke word by word, "That evil disciple betrayed his master and married the evil Yang Xiao. I am clearing out the sect to save your reputation, Sixth Hero Yin!"

"If you don't believe me, you can just ask the girl's name."

Yang Buhui hated Nun Miejue the most and immediately shouted, "My name is Yang Buhui, and my mother said that she will never regret it!"

After hearing these words, Yin Liting trembled all over as if struck by lightning. He shook his head and stepped back. He could not accept it no matter what. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he turned around and rushed out of the crowd. Soon he disappeared.

"Let's go! Are you going to embarrass yourself by staying here?"

Master Miejue waved her hand and everyone from the Emei Sect left first. Seeing this, the Kongtong Sect and the Kunlun Sect also followed suit and ordered their disciples to go down the mountain.

"Wuji! Is it really you?"

Seeing other sects dispersing, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others stepped forward to confirm Zeng Aniu's identity. When Zhang Wuji saw that his uncles and uncles recognized him, he quickly knelt down and saluted, asking for forgiveness for not recognizing him immediately.

Yin Tianzheng laughed even louder, feeling happy that his grandson had become successful. He thought that his daughter and son-in-law would rest in peace if their spirits were still in heaven.

"Fourth brother is right. No wonder Qingshu always protects him. Although it is a bit excessive, it is not collusion with the Demon Cult."

Now that the truth was revealed, Song Yuanqiao and others' suspicions about Song Qingshu disappeared, but the problem remained as to how to deal with the girl named Xiao Zhao.

"Amitabha."

"Master Zhang, congratulations on your family recognizing each other, but Master Yuan Zhen..."

The Shaolin monk Kongzhi has not given up yet and still wants to bring Yuanzhen back to Shaolin, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Zhang Wuji was kindhearted. After Cheng Kun's martial arts were abolished, he did not want to embarrass him. However, thinking of his adoptive father Xie Xun who was harmed by him, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but you can rest assured, Master. I will never harm his life."

He intended to resolve the grievances between the six major sects and the Ming Cult, and then he would go to the Ice and Fire Island to welcome back his adoptive father Xie Xun, and then the two would confront each other, and the right and wrong would be determined. Seeing that the Wudang Sect and Zhang Wuji had recognized each other, and the Huashan Sect was under the command of Song Qingshu, the monk Kongzhi knew that it was useless to force it, so he nodded and said: "After you return to the Central Plains, please go to Shaolin Temple, so that I can have an explanation with the head brother."

After the other five sects left Guangmingding, Zhang Wuji wanted to leave with the Wudang Sect to go to Wudang Mountain to pay a visit to his grandmaster.

"Brother Wuji."

Song Qingshu said: "You have a deep connection with the Ming Cult, and you have saved their lives this time. It is a good opportunity for you to persuade and guide them, so that they can return to the right path."

After hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and the others nodded and said, "Your Grand Master is in good health, so a month or so won't matter. If you can really lead the Ming Cult to change its ways, he will be very happy."

Although Zhang Wuji was reluctant, he knew that preventing the Ming Cult from having any more disputes with other sects was the most important thing at the moment. And since it was Senior Brother Song who proposed it himself, it couldn't be wrong.

"My fellow masters, Brother Song, Wuji will follow your instructions and do his best."

The plan was set, and the Wudang sect members did not want to stay in Guangmingding for long, so they said goodbye to Zhang Wuji and prepared to leave.

At this time, Yang Buhui came to Xiao Zhao, looked her up and down, and said coldly: "Xiao Zhao, you are really pretending. Although I knew you were weird, I didn't expect you to be such a charming little beauty."

Seeing this, Yang Xiao whispered to Zhang Wuji, "This girl has a strange origin, we must be on guard."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji didn't think that a little girl like Xiao Zhao could have any bad intentions, but he still said, "Brother Song, if it's inconvenient, you can let Xiao Zhao stay at Guangmingding for a while. When I return to the Central Plains, I can bring her to Wudang Mountain to find you."

Xiao Zhao lowered her head and said nothing. There were no women in the Wudang Sect, and it would definitely be inconvenient to take her along on the journey. But the thought of parting with Song Qingshu made her unwilling to do so at all.

Song Qingshu originally wanted to ask Yang Xiao and others if there was anyone in the Ming Cult who knew about the Gongping Cult a hundred years ago, and whether there was any connection between the two.

However, the leaders of the Ming Cult were all seriously injured at this time. Moreover, given his status, it was not appropriate for him to have too close contacts with the people of the Ming Cult at the moment. Therefore, he informed Zhang Wuji and said that he would find a suitable time to ask some questions later.

When he heard about Xiao Zhao's stay or departure, he was about to speak, but Song Yuanqiao answered first: "That's the best. We have to hurry up after we get down the mountain, and this little girl may not be able to handle it. It's better for her to stay on the mountain."

Song Qingshu glanced at Xiao Zhao, and seeing her aggrieved and pitiful appearance on the verge of tears, he felt sorry for her. However, it was not easy for him to refute her in public. Secondly, after leaving Guangmingding, he would have to deal with the troops sent by Zhao Min to capture the six major sects.

"Yes, Mr. Song, Xiao Zhao knows."

Xiao Zhao was afraid that Song Qingshu would be in trouble for her, so she took the initiative to agree. Then she and Zhang Wuji sent all the Wudang Sect members out of Guangmingding, and she was still unwilling to turn back.

"!"

Song Qingshu turned his back to the two of them, and suddenly turned his left hand behind his back and hooked it lightly a few times, obviously giving her a chance to follow him secretly.

Xiao Zhao understood what he meant, and her originally depressed face immediately lit up with a charming glow.

It just so happened that the bracelet and anklet that Song Qingshu had just cut off with the sword of the Heavenly Sword was not thrown away, but was carried with him. He hurriedly took them out and shook them vigorously, and there was suddenly a crisp "rustling" sound echoing up and down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)