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

Chapter 44: The Nine Yins spread across the Jianghu, and the Jianghu is at peace

Zhang Wuji is in Zhongnan Mountain!
Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Hall.

The Quanzhen Sect leader felt his hands and feet were cold, and he stumbled and fell into a chair. His face was expressionless and he could only gasp for breath. For a moment, he acted like a wooden man.

The expressions of the elders were not much better than his.

Looking at the frightened disciples below, Elder Cheng swallowed hard and asked, "Are you sure you saw Zhang Kuang?"

"We didn't see Zhang Kuang, but we saw eight fire dragons guarding the flower sea on the back mountain. The flames were blazing, and half the sky was red. So we saw it from a long distance away."

"How dare you say he's there when you haven't even seen him?"

"Although I have only seen it from afar, Zhang Wuji is the only one in the world who possesses such extraordinary martial arts!
Moreover, if we really had seen a demon like Zhang Wuji, I'm afraid none of our disciples would have survived before returning to the mountain to report."

The disciple who replied paused, then bravely said, "Master Chengzhang's martial arts skills are quite good, perhaps we can get a closer look."

"How dare you!" Another elder suddenly opened his eyes and scolded the disciple, "Your words are rude. Go back and copy the Quanzhen Heart Sutra ten times!"

This is his disciple, so of course he has to punish him himself, otherwise others will get there first and he might really have to risk his life to see if the fire dragon is too arrogant.

"I speak frankly, please don't be offended, Elder."

The disciple who answered was also worried and suddenly woke up. If his master had not helped him in time, he would have been cannon fodder for the test.

Without cannon fodder, Elder Cheng didn't seem dissatisfied, but said worriedly: "If this continues, I'm afraid that disaster will befall my Quanzhen Sect."

The headmaster twirled the whisk handle in his hand and sighed helplessly, "Trouble has come to us, what hope do we have? We can only find a way to preserve our ancestral heritage, and then we can think of other things."

Elder Cheng stood up and said, "I will go and report the news to the Ruyang Palace and Wudang."

"it is good."

The head of Quanzhen Sect did not dare to look for Zhang Kuang. It was because this kind of demon had a perverse temperament and it was said that anyone who fell into his hands would be killed without a complete body. Instead of surrendering to the demon, it would be safer to find a way to kill him.

Zhang Kuang, who was sitting on the beam of the hall, nodded repeatedly as he listened.

After finishing the massage, he came to Quanzhen Sect. Just then, the leader called the elders to discuss matters, so he came to the beam to listen.

I thought these people would be so brave to cause trouble to me, but I didn't expect that they were so sincere.

call--

A breeze suddenly blew in the hall, and the candlelight on the stand swayed suddenly. Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, Zhang Kuang fell from the beam and stood in the hall.

The Quanzhen Sect leader felt a darkness before his eyes, and then a handsome man fell down. When he was about to stand up, he saw that the other brothers on the seats had their eyes wide open and were silent.

What a fast martial art!
What a vicious heart!
The Quanzhen Sect leader's eyes were bloodshot, and he swooped down like a wild goose, then fell back onto the chair at an even faster speed, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Kuang's clothes fell down, and he chuckled softly: "To be able to withstand a kick and not die, you are considered an expert in this martial arts world."

puff!
Upon hearing this, the Quanzhen Sect leader's eyes bulged out and a mouthful of blood spurted three feet high. He then collapsed to the ground powerlessly and died.

It is common to be inferior to others in strength, but he had to watch his fellow disciples die in front of him and be mocked by others, and with no hope of revenge, he could not bear it and died of anger.

Zhang Kuang's true energy rolled in his body, and visible flames stretched out like tentacles, collecting all the things in the hall - now he had very few materials, so naturally he dug three feet into the ground and would not let go of even a fly leg.

but……

Zhang Kuang's figure suddenly shook, as if it was stuck, but suddenly two Quanzhen disciples appeared in front of him.

"I'll give you two a chance. One of you will go to the Ruyang Palace to report the news, and the other will go to the Jianghu to spread the news. By the way, pass on this martial arts book..."

"Bang!" A handwritten secret book fell in front of the two people.

It turned out to be a quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures!
Although it was originally with Yang Buhui, Zhang Kuang had written it down beforehand, just in case Yang Buhui was not helpful, so that he could find a few more cannon fodder to do the job.

"Bah!" The disciple who had responded earlier acted particularly tough, "The martial arts that a demon like you wants to teach is also a curse that will harm the martial arts world! I only regret that I am weak and cannot avenge my master. I will never help you do evil and do things for you!

just kill me! "

"Oh."

Zhang Kuang accepted the advice readily, twisted off the disciple's head, and dragged the living disciple out of the hall. He said to the Quanzhen disciples gathered outside:

"Each of you copy that martial art and spread it throughout the martial arts world, and you will live."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of flaming energy transformed into stars and shot into the bodies of the Quanzhen disciples, instantly locking their heart meridians.

However, there were a few fearless people who chose to refuse.

But the vast majority accepted Zhang Kuang's assignment in silence.

……

……

Zhang Kuang continued to stay in the Tomb Clan and enjoy his daily life with the girls, flirting with the Yellow Shirt Girl. Although the progress was slow, the Yellow Shirt Girl's acceptance level was constantly "improving", which was cause for celebration.

What made him unhappy was that those Quanzhen disciples did spread the news to the martial arts world and the imperial court, but both sides were more calm than the other.

Yuan Dadu, Wan'an Temple in the west of the city.

Zhao Min walked around the main hall with her hands behind her back, feeling depressed. Seeing the solemn and dignified Tathagata Buddha on the altar, smiling and holding a flower, she couldn't help but kick the altar and said angrily:
"Shaolin! Wudang!"

"Are all the masters from these two families dead?"

"Now that Zhang Kuang has been confirmed to be in Zhongnan Mountain, why is there no movement from anyone?"

The two Xuanming Elders looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, leaning against the pillar like a piece of wood. Not to mention speaking, they didn't even breathe.

Monk Yuanzhen also frowned, and after thinking for a while, he sighed helplessly:

"Princess, the masters of Wudang have been either dead or disabled. Now only Zhang Sanfeng is left who can be considered a capable fighter. However, according to a Wudang spy, Zhang Sanfeng announced his seclusion after obtaining the quick version of the Nine Yin Manual, and he has not yet emerged."

The Quanzhen disciples did indeed do what Zhang Kuang instructed them to do and spread the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures to the world, but they handed it over to the court and the leaders of various factions respectively, and explained what had happened to warn them of Zhang Kuang's ulterior motives.

But there is no problem with the quick version of Nine Yin Scriptures.

Therefore, in the process of carefully examining the quick version, these leaders were gradually attracted by the profound principles of martial arts, and they couldn't help but fall into it and couldn't help but practice it.

The two Xuanming Elders can testify to this, because they are also practicing the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures now!
"As for Shaolin Temple..."

Yuan Zhen said with a headache: "The three strongest masters were frightened by Yang Dingtian's defeat, and they practiced the Demon Subduing Vajra Formation in meditation and refused to come out of the mountain.

Therefore, Shaolin Temple is left without masters."

Zhao Min asked with a dull face, "Does this mean there are no more masters in the entire martial arts world now?"

She snorted, "This Zhang Kuang is such a disaster! But it's a good thing this way. With all the martial arts masters dead or injured, the court can finally have some peace."

(End of this chapter)