final catastrophe

Chapter 195 11. I'm Sober (Part [-] - To Mi Moxibustion)
And right now.

Footsteps sounded again at the entrance of the wild forest.

The assassins of the Hidden Society were not moved by it, but skillfully separated out a small part, scattered them everywhere, half-hidden their figures behind the tree, and then pointed the direction of the strange crossbow at the entrance that made the sound.

Calm, disciplined, strong without contempt, weak without arrogance, this is Zeng Yunyinsi's demeanor.

"My envoys, Sima Jia of Wudang is here, and I'm here to greet you." The silver-haired man smiled like a ruffian, with Mo Xieluo and Zhang Chujing at his side, followed by a group of four generations of Wudang disciples.

His eyes quickly scanned the scene, then his expression sank and he said: "My family's head teacher just took over today, I can't help but be overjoyed, but I didn't recognize the holy face of the envoy, Jia hereby apologizes, and all losses can be paid for."

Seeing the silence of the crowd, he continued to laugh and said: "Although the head teacher is young, but in terms of kung fu, he is also remarkable. Thinking about it, he will definitely become a sharp knife in the hands of my emperor! And I, Wudang, can also be my master. Driven by the emperor, there is no second heart."

"For the rudeness before, I hope you can give me Wudang a chance. Jia apologizes again."

The silver-haired, bohemian mastermind bent down and bowed deeply to the assassins in the forest and the attendant in the pit, until he reached his waist.

Zhao Dazhong had already struggled to climb out of the pit at this time, leaning against a tree on the spot, his face was as swollen as a pig's head, seeing this silver-haired man being so humble, he said in a piercing voice: "Our family is strange Now, this Wudang head teacher should be done by a big brother like you, in terms of qualifications, intelligence, and skills, this kind of reckless young boy is really far behind you."

Sima Jia said indifferently: "Jia dare not, please don't make fun of me, my Wudang has the holy medicine for healing wounds, which can heal the wounds of the envoy, and I will give you a more important gift later."

The silver-haired man bent his waist, changed his original casual conversation style, and became extremely sophisticated.

The reason why he did this was not out of fear, nor out of respect.

He has a steelyard in his heart.

The mastermind, the only worship is the general trend of the world!
Tianzhongzhou's envoys, who used vigorous and vigorous means to kill the demons and bandits, came here to congratulate the guests, which pushed Wudang to the front line of intensified conflicts.

He Ke died at the foot of Wudang, there are thousands of different explanations to the outside world, but they still can't wash away the mud.

Many times the truth doesn't matter.

Because only a small number of people will always know the truth.

However, more people will only understand that bandits and demons sent elites to Wudang to congratulate, but they were all beheaded when they descended the mountain!

This is enough.

This is a poisonous plan!

And the descendants of the emperor in the sky will come with the time of the sky, when the righteous way, the government remains, and the people will definitely welcome each other, if they disobey, they will go against the sky.

Although Wudang is big, compared to the vastness of the sky, it is only a drop in the ocean after all!
So, Sima Jiabai!

Bye bye!

Three thanks!

His attitude satisfied both Zhao Dazhong and the assassins of Yinhui.

Although Wudang disciples felt an inexplicable grief and indignation in their hearts, they were all silent.

Because, only the big brother can never make mistakes!

Zhao Dazhong suddenly said sharply: "I want your Wudang Nine Peaks Mother Spirit Tree!"

The Nine Peaks Mother Spirit Tree is a "fairy tree" in the forbidden area of ​​Wutianxuan Palace. The land within a radius of [-] meters is full of spiritual energy, and can be planted with various exotic flowers and herbs.

No matter how difficult it is to plant these exotic flowers and grasslands, how harsh the soil, climate, and care are, as long as they are in the land covered by fairy trees, they will bloom and bear fruit just like weeds, which can be described as miraculous. Incomparable.

Zhao Dazhong came here with power, and he is used to bullying others, seeing this situation, the lion opened his mouth and directly asked for this Wudang treasure.

Nine Peaks Mother Spirit Tree!
All Wudang disciples changed countenance one after another.

This is really deceiving!
The treasure of my Wudang is that it existed at the beginning of the establishment of the teaching, and many secret pills of Wudang rely on this tree.

Sima Jia didn't raise his head, didn't even think about it, he said loudly: "Yes!"

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Immediately, Sima Jia said calmly: "Chu Jing, offer the healing medicine to the envoy."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chujing took out a jade box, pushed it flat with both hands, and the box fell lightly in front of Zhao Dazhong.

Sima Jia continued: "Take the pill orally, and apply the green ointment externally, in just three moments, the envoy will be back to normal."

Zhao Dazhong opened the box and smelled it, and said, "Yes, our family likes you, you are very sensible."

Sima Jia said: "Then ask the emissary to rest for a while, and then go up the mountain with me to spend the night. Tomorrow morning, I will only take the emissary to fetch the spirit tree."

Zhao Dazhong smiled and said: "You are really sensible, don't worry, our family took your good, if that Shaolin bullies you in the future, our family will also say a few good words for you in front of the Holy One, hehehe"

Sima Jia got up, bowed and said: "Then please allow us to bring the head teacher back."

Zhao Dazhong smiled coldly, but did not reply.

Sima Jia pondered for a while, and said calmly: "Jia secretly thought that those who work for the Holy Majesty should be clean, since the Holy Majesty asked the envoy to come to Wudang, if the work is done beautifully, the envoy will also have face at that time.

What's more, the future is long, my Wudang is only a small local sect, far inferior to a large country, if the envoy is close to Longyan, if he is dissatisfied with us, just a few words can make us wait forever, so why rush for a while.

I don't know if the envoy thinks it is good, but what did he say? "

Hearing these words, Zhao Dazhong savored them for a while, and only felt that they made sense, and this senior Wudang brother even thought of himself.

He said with a sharp smile, "It's just as you said."

Immediately, he tilted his head and ordered: "Let Xia Ji leave."

Sima Jia winked, but Mo Xieluo quickly understood, stepped on hastily, and quickly came to Xia Ji, and he raised his eyes to look at the leader of the Black Wood Sect who was with Xia Ji.

Then I looked back at my senior brother.

But the latter shook his head.

Although he knew that there was some bond between the new leader of the Blackwood Sect and the head teacher, but he couldn't save this person.

So I can only shake my head.

Then watch her die.

On the other hand, Zhao Dazhong was more satisfied with this person's understanding. He took the pill, raised his orchid finger, and gently pressed the green ointment with his middle finger, and then applied the cold and ice-cold ointment to the wound, while saying, "Ouch!" shouted.

Ren Wuyue naturally also understood, she sighed lightly, stared at the Wudang sword master, and said softly: "When he wakes up, please tell him that if possible, please bury me next to my sister."

Mochero nodded.

Immediately, he put his hands up to be the head of the sect, and then he was about to leave.

However, the person in his arms moved.

It seems that the nose is a little itchy.

"Ache!!"

Everyone was stunned, Xia Ji opened his eyes, "Where is this place? Wasn't he still drinking just now?"

"Hey, why are there so many people?"

"What happened to that pig over there? Why does it still have a human body?"

He looked at Zhao Dazhong, who was applying the green medicine, and laughed out loud, wantonly, as if he didn't care about the crossbow arrows at his side.

Holding the handle of the knife with his hand, he raised his head proudly.

"My wine is already awake."

The head of Wudang said lightly.

(End of this chapter)