Ming sect leader

Chapter 342 Dormant
Chapter 342 Dormant
At the end of the Battle of Central Shu, Emperor Lingtian left the Houtu Banner to guard Yizhou, and at the same time cleared away the remnants of the escaped Bashu factions, and then returned to Sizhou Chang'an to guard the Raging Fire Banner, and the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect were in charge Leading them south to Jian'an County for repairs, they will be one of the main forces in the battle against Japan in three months' time!

Shi Zhixuan left in a hurry after his injury recovered a bit. Although he was forced to submit to Emperor Lingtian, he finally had this precious land in the middle of Sichuan as the direct foundation of the Holy Gate, so Shi Zhixuan can't wait to get rid of all the demon sects. Sent to subdue, rebuild the Holy Gate!

But Di Lingtian didn't restrict Shi Zhixuan's actions, he only ordered Shi Zhixuan to go to Jian'an County to meet up on time in three months!

Afterwards, Di Lingtian sat in Yizhou and began to deal with the educational affairs from Guangmingding and other places one by one. After three days passed in a blink of an eye, the accumulated educational affairs were basically completed. , Xie Wenlong, the son of Duzunbao Xiehui, and his daughter-in-law Song Yuhua appeared in the Lingnan Song Clan!"

When Di Lingtian heard the words, he smiled and waved his hand to let people go down. He walked out of the courtyard and looked towards Lingnan and muttered to himself: "Song Clan, it's time to make a choice!"

"However, before going to the Song Clan, let's deal with the bald donkey first!" Di Lingtian said, taking a step forward, reaching mid-air, and then punching out, the void a foot away on the opposite side suddenly burst into waves, A great monk who wanted to hang a wine gourd suddenly appeared, and slapped Di Lingtian's fist with a palm, and then smiled wryly: "Why does the emperor have such a murderous intent, the poor monk has no malicious intentions here!"

Di Lingtian sneered and said: "No malice? Then you, the great master of Shaolin, monk Doujiu, followed me for several days, why?"

Fighting Wine Monk smiled awkwardly and said: "This matter is my fault. Originally, the poor monk came here to find the emperor to resolve the old grievances between the two sects. Uneasy, I thought I would never be an opponent of the Emperor, so I hesitated, I don't know if I should show up, but now that I have been face to face, then this battle, I think it is my Buddha's arrangement."

Di Lingtian looked at him and said: "You know that you are not an opponent of this seat, but you still forcibly attack. You have lived enough, are you looking for death on purpose?"

The wine fighting monk shook his head again and again: "The emperor misunderstood, the poor monk still has more than a hundred years of life, and the world has not drunk enough wine, how can he find his own death. The poor monk means that we have a war, and from then on Mingjiao and Mingjiao will fight each other. The grievances of the Buddhist sect are wiped out, my Buddhist sect will no longer be an enemy of Mingjiao and the emperor, and please ask the emperor not to trouble my Buddhist sect, what do you think?"

Di Lingtian sneered and said: "It seems that if I won't win against you, your Buddhist sect still doesn't give up!"

The wine-fighting monk smiled wryly and said: "People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. There are many Buddhist disciples. Only when the poor monk is defeated can all the Buddhists willingly let go of their hatred. This is good for both of our sects, isn't it?"

Di Lingtian said: "This seat wins, I'm afraid your Buddhist disciples didn't let go of their grudges, but dared not act rashly, turned hatred into motivation, and will work hard to cultivate, so that the strength of Buddhism will be greatly increased!"

Wine Fighting Monk sighed and said, "Even so, why would the Ming Cult under the leadership of the emperor care about this? Isn't it?"

Di Lingtian snorted coldly: "I don't care, but this is obviously more beneficial to your Buddhism. Why did I agree to you? Are you not afraid that I will kill you directly?"

The wine monk saw the killing intent suddenly shot out from Di Lingtian's eyes, and quickly said a Buddha's name: "Why is the emperor so hostile to my Buddhist sect? If you kill the poor monk, the emperor will destroy the Buddhist sect. Otherwise, the Buddhist sect will do everything in its power to deal with the Emperor and the Mingjiao, and not kill the poor monk. Although the poor monk does not have much ability, he can do his best to take over for the Emperor when the Emperor travels to Dongying. A great master of Dongying, what does the emperor think?"

Di Lingtian looked at the wine monk for a while, and then slowly said: "Since the Buddhist sect is so sincere, so what if I allow you!"

The wine monk heard the words and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you so much, Master Dijiao!"

However, Di Lingtian said: "Although I have agreed, but if you are accidentally beaten to death by this seat without using all your strength, then don't blame this seat for not keeping the promise!"

The fighting wine monk laughed and said: "Don't worry about this, the emperor. The poor monk wants to learn about the emperor's Wushuang fist! But there are too many people here, so it's not convenient to fight. Why don't we go to the mountains and find a deserted place?"

"Okay!" Di Lingtian responded, took a step forward, turned around and jumped into the steep mountains in the middle of Sichuan. Behind him, the wine fighting monk took a sip of fine wine, strode forward, and followed him!
On this day, many people in Shu heard the sound of explosions constantly coming from the depths of Shu Mountain, as if the mountain god was angry, and many wild animals in the mountain were frightened and fled out one after another. Of course, these beasts did not escape much. Far away, but most of them were hunted and killed by Mingjiao disciples outside the mountain, and they were all used as tooth-beating sacrifices to eat wild game!

The roar in the mountains continued from morning to afternoon, and finally disappeared quietly at an unknown time. Of course, the masters in the middle of Shu would not think that the mountain god was angry like those foolish couples. They would know it when they saw the red clouds over the middle of Shu What's going on!
And the senior members of the Ming Cult are naturally well aware that after the battle between Di Lingtian and Jiujiu Seng, he fled to the direction of Lingnan. At the same time, Shaolin, as the leader of the Buddhist sect, announced to the entire Buddhist sect that before Shaolin closed the mountain, within 15 years, Buddhist disciples must not conflict with Mingjiao again!

After the Buddhist disciples heard that the Great Master Shaolin was defeated, their minds were greatly shaken. So far, they have a clearer and more terrifying understanding of the strength of Mingjiao and Di Lingtian. Working hard and cultivating hard, everyone has the highest goal of restoring the glory of Buddhism and defeating the big devil Emperor Lingtian and Mingjiao!
Therefore, in the next 15 years, Buddhism kept a low profile and kept a low profile. It was like a wounded monster retreating into the hole while healing and growing hard. When it reappeared, it would definitely make everyone Everyone was taken aback!

Lingnan, Song clan!

After hearing that the Sovereign Fort fell, and all masters including Xie Hui, the owner of the castle, were beheaded by the Ming Cult, Xie Wenlong seemed to have been pulled out of his bones. Useless!
Song Yuhua came to persuade him many times, but was always scolded by Xie Wenlong, and even slapped Song Yuhua's face for the last time. If Song Yuhua hadn't stopped him, the people from the Song Clan would have killed Xie Wenlong on the spot!
Now that Song Yuhua is not coming, Xie Wenlong has been awake and drunk all day, and fell asleep drunk, and has not stepped out of the room for almost half a month!

(End of this chapter)