Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 38 Saint Yang Buhui, Zhao Min
"Miss Buhui!"

When Chang Yuchun saw Yang Buhui, a look of joy appeared on his face.

Because he and Yang Buhui had both received favors from Zhang Wuji, they had a good relationship with each other, and because of this, Chang Yuchun took good care of Yang Xiao.

All Yang Buhui saw along the way were corpses strewn all over the ground. Although he had seen starving people everywhere when he fled famine in his early years, he was still as panicked as a frightened bird at this moment.

Suddenly, he heard Chang Yuchun shouting, and was immediately startled. He subconsciously protected the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures in his arms with both hands, and looked in the direction of the voice in shock.

When Yang Buhui saw that it was Chang Yuchun, the tension in his heart visibly relaxed. He then trotted over to Chang Yuchun and asked, "Brother Chang, why are there so many Tartar corpses?"

"Hey, we were hoping to wait for the opportunity, but the Tartars have also quietly gathered their troops... Miss Buhui, what's the situation on the mountain now? Have those righteous masters killed that bastard?"

Chang Yuchun wiped the blood off his face, his eyes full of hope.

At the same time, Xu Da, Zhu Yuanzhang and others who had broken out with him also came over.

Yang Buhui was disappointed when he heard this: "He's not dead."

When she mentioned Zhang Kuang, her distinct black and white pupils were filled with fear and resentment, "That guy wasn't even hurt!"

"what?!"

Chang Yuchun and others exclaimed in surprise. It was only because this place was safe that the noise alone would have been enough to attract many Yuan soldiers.

Xu Da could not hide the disappointment on his face.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were sharp as he stared at the corner of the secret scroll that was exposed from Yang Buhui's arms. He then stared at Yang Buhui and asked, "Since that villain was so powerful, how did Miss Buhui escape?"

Yang Buhui put away the secret scroll in her arms and said seriously, "Zhang Kuang is arrogant and would not bother to kill a child."

child?
Zhu Yuanzhang and others looked at Yang Buhui. At her age in this era, she could not be considered a child at all.

Noticing the looks of Zhu Yuanzhang and the others, Yang Buhui knew that if she didn't come up with something useful, even with Chang Yuchun around, she would probably become a missing person one day.

So he reluctantly took out the quick version of the Nine Yin Manual from his arms and said seriously:

"Not only that, Zhang Kuang also broke the Heavenly Sword and took out this martial art from it. He wanted me to spread this martial art throughout the world. If there is no one practicing it in a city, he will kill all the Ming Cult brothers in that city."

Zhu Yuanzhang was the first to grab the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures. After opening it, he remembered that he could not read. He had no choice but to twitch his mouth and hand the secret scroll to Xu Da helplessly.

Then Xu Da handed it over to Chang Yuchun.

Chang Yuchun: “?”

"Old Chang can't read! What's the use of this secret book for me?"

The secret book went around in circles and finally fell into Yang Buhui's hands.

Yang Buhui held the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures that she had lost and found again, and her expression was more relaxed than ever before.

She can read.

Moreover, she knew the acupuncture points in this martial arts secret book and could understand the qi circulation routes.

Being valuable can ensure your safe survival.

So, Yang Buhui naturally joined Zhu Yuanzhang's escape team, escaped from the Kunlun Mountains with them, and went to Fengyang, preparing to re-establish the Ming Cult, with Yang Buhui as the saint, and gather the remnants.

……

...On the other side, on Guangmingding.

The elite members of various major sects who escaped were all caught red-handed by the Yuan soldiers, including Jingxuan, who was entrusted with the funeral affairs by Miejue. All of them were brought back to Guangmingding.

In the main hall of the front mountain.

A group of martial artists were pinned to the ground. A few of them, unwilling to accept their defeat, looked up and glared at the little girl sitting on the main seat.

Although the girl was dressed in men's clothes, her delicate and pretty face with red lips and white teeth made it easy to recognize her as a woman.

This girl is none other than the beloved daughter of Prince Ruyang, Princess Minmin Temur.

In order to travel in the Central Plains martial arts world and fulfill the Ruyang Palace's duty to supervise the martial arts world, she specially gave herself a Chinese name, Zhao Min.

Zhao Min sat in the main seat, tapping the armrest of the chair with a folding fan in her hand. She waved to her subordinates to remove the plate of fruits and stood up and walked to the Kunlun disciple Zhan Chun.

"You're saying that the demonic cult first killed the disciples of Wudang and Emei, then killed the leader of the Huashan Sect in a single blow, then defeated Miejue, your Kunlun Sect leader and his wife, and the two Huashan elders, and then went berserk and abducted most of the people using supernatural means?"

Zhao Min's eyes were crystal clear, and Zhan Chun's panicked face was reflected in her dark pupils. Seeing her nodding repeatedly, Zhao Min laughed out loud and was extremely speechless.

"You take me for a fool!"

"Drag him away and torture him!"

"You must tell me everything that happened on Guangmingding."

Zhan Chun was stunned. He wanted to speak in panic, but he was dragged away along with other martial artists.

After all these martial arts people left, the smile on Zhao Min's face eased a little. She tapped the folding fan in her palm and paced slowly in the hall, looking quite mature beyond her years.

"Master Yuanzhen..."

Zhao Min thought for a full quarter of an hour before speaking again, her gaze fixed on the monk beside the pillar. "Is there anyone in the martial arts world today who can accomplish such a thing?"

The monk beside the pillar was the source of Xie Xun's madness, Cheng Kun, the master of Hunyuan Thunderbolt. However, he had already joined Shaolin Temple and was serving the Ruyang Palace under the Buddhist name Yuanzhen.

Yuan Zhen seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "If there is no last resort of the immortals, there is someone in the martial arts world who can do this."

"Master Zhang of Wudang!" Hebi Weng, standing nearby, interjected, "This old man, during the Jiazi Year, exterminated demons and slew countless demonic masters. He was also ambushed by numerous evil masters, but in the end, while many masters perished in foreign lands, he returned safely to Wudang, his strength having already reached the pinnacle of perfection."

Lu Zhangke also nodded frequently, "My master, Taoist Baisun, was one of the many evil cult masters who ambushed Zhang Sanfeng that day."

Hebi Weng glared at his senior brother. It was enough for him to know this kind of things by himself. Saying them out loud now would only destroy his prestige.

He and Lu Zhangke were both worshippers of the Ruyang Palace. In terms of martial arts, either of them was already a rare master in the world. What's more, the two brothers were inseparable. If they joined forces, they could conquer the world as long as they didn't touch Zhang Sanfeng.

But when it comes to power, even though the two of them are peerless masters, they are willing to be driven by Zhao Min, a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet.

Unfortunately, Zhao Min liked to use masters and practice martial arts, but she couldn't practice the Xuanming Divine Palm of the other two, so she set her sights on the guest official Ku Tou Tuo. Fortunately, Ku Tou Tuo was much weaker than the two of them and did not weaken their status.

But Monk Yuanzhen was both powerful and intelligent, and was a formidable enemy to the two of them.

Zhao Min looked thoughtful when she heard this. She didn't care about the two Xuanming Elders' overt and covert rejection and resistance to Yuan Zhen. Having conflicts would allow her to be better controlled.

What she cared about more was, "Can we find this person's whereabouts and recruit him to serve the court?"

(End of this chapter)