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"Get up"

He knew that the Great Sage Baoshu King was fine and would not come to see him, but it was not in line with Li Chengqian's personality to ask him himself.

"Ming Zun, just now, I received news from the Middle-earth Chamber of Commerce. In the Middle-earth, there are six sects that are about to launch a siege against the Middle-earth Ming Cult."

Standa didn't dare to keep the secret in front of Li Chengqian, he announced the answer directly.

"Who gave them the courage to encircle and suppress the Ming Cult? Lord Ming, please give the order and let me lead the Three Envoys of Fengyun and the Knights Templar to crush them directly."

As soon as Standa finished speaking, Sarah was the first to stand up.

"Ming Zun, the Ming Cult in the Middle Earth has been separated from the main church for many years, and their followers are not pious to you."

Galo would oppose whatever Sarah wanted to do, and this time was no exception.

"There is a saying in the Central Plains that even if you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner first. Although the Ming Cult in the Central Plains is undisciplined, it is not the turn of outsiders to bully them."

Li Chengqian had a gloomy face on the surface, but he was smiling brightly in his heart. He had been waiting for this news for too long.

Chapter 302 A meeting between wind and cloud

Emei Golden Summit

It has been seventy or eighty years since "Little East Evil" Guo Xiang founded this sect. It is common for sisters to spar with each other in the martial arts arena, but it is the first time that a master and disciple spar with each other like today.

"Minjun, if you don't show your true ability, don't blame me for hurting you."

Nun Miejue could not tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes, even when she was sparring with her apprentice; she held the sword of Heavenly Sword and attacked the opponent's vital points with every move, but seeing that she still could not defeat the opponent, she finally decided to use her ultimate move.

"Sword of Destruction, Sword of Absolute Destruction..."

Seeing that his master had used up all his hidden tricks, Ding Minjun knew that he was doomed to fail.

She fought and retreated, turning the purple soft sword in her hand into a halo, and then leaped away from the battle circle.

"Master, you are a master of martial arts. I am no match for you..."

"Minjun, you are very good..."

Although she could see that her disciple intended to give way first, Miejue was not angry; she had two major wishes in her life, one was to drive out the Tartars and recover the Han country; the other was to carry forward the Emei Sect, surpass Shaolin and Wudang, and become the number one martial arts sect in the Central Plains; now that she had a successor and her disciple was so capable, she couldn't contain her joy.

"Master, Senior Sister..."

After seeing the two finished fighting, Jingxuan, Jingxu, Bei Jinyi, Zhou Zhiruo and others came over and looked at them with admiration, especially Ding Minjun.

As the head of Emei, their master, Miejue had unparalleled martial arts skills, which was acceptable; but the fact that Ding Minjun was of the same age as them and had such martial arts skills was really beyond their expectations.

"I have taken over the Emei Sect from your Grand Master for twenty-five years. Over the years, I have been working very hard and unable to sleep at night, fearing that the Emei Sect would have no successors and the reputation of the predecessors would be humiliated in my hands. Fortunately, God has a vision and you, Minjun, have awakened in time..."

Is this what you want?

Everyone had guesses about what Extinction was going to say.

"Minjun, I am very satisfied with your performance over the past three years. I have seen that you have been teaching martial arts seriously to all the disciples since last year.

It seems that three years ago, you gained much more from your experience in the martial arts world than I thought, which makes me very happy..."

three years ago?

Nun Miejue's words made Ding Minjun fall into deep thought; yes, if it weren't for that experience and meeting her destined devil star, she wouldn't have her current martial arts skills.

.........

Three years ago, the power of the Persian Ming Cult officially set foot in the Central Plains. It was also from that time that Li Chengqian, who had nothing to do, began to use the Flying Thunder God technique to frequently travel between Persia and the Central Plains.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I can never forget your face.

The ill-fated relationship between Li Chengqian and Ding Minjun was caused by this one extra glance in the crowd.

It’s not that she was beautiful, but when they first met, Li Chengqian mistook her for Concubine Shu Mingrou.

"What are you looking at, slut? Believe it or not, I will dig out your eyes."

Just by hearing this, Li Chengqian understood that these two people looked similar, and Mingrou would not be so uncultured or aggressive.

He turned and left, not taking it to heart at all, but the people accompanying him thought he had intentions; that night, Ding Minjun was captured by them and was brought to his couch.

It turns out that no matter whether it is the original body or the second incarnation, their willpower cannot withstand such a test in this regard. This is the first time for both of them.

Both are scumbags, and the woman is also a disciple of the Emei Sect. When it comes to dealing with the aftermath, Li Chengqian is far better than Yang Xiao.

Magical weapons, martial arts secrets, and power-enhancing pills made with blood python blood. It was because of Li Chengqian's efforts three years ago that Ding Minjun was reborn today.

"Minjun, come forward and kneel down..."

Nun Miejue's words interrupted Ding Minjun's reverie.

"Yes, Master."

Everyone has their own obsession. Because of the mind-confusing technique, Ding Minjun's personality and thoughts have changed a lot, but she has never given up the idea of ​​becoming the head of the Emei Sect.

"From today on, you are the young leader of our Emei Sect. This is the leader's iron ring. Keep it well."

An old horse is still full of ambition; Miejue still has no intention of retreating. The reason why she made this decision is that the upcoming operation to eliminate the Ming Cult is too dangerous. As the initiator, she has to lead by example and is afraid of any accidents, so she has to make such arrangements.

"Thank you, Master"

If the throne was passed directly to him, Ding Minjun would have to pretend to refuse, but since he was just the deputy head, there was no need for that.

She is not only the eldest sister, but also the strongest fighter in the sect. In the past two years, she has attracted a large number of disciples by teaching martial arts. She has long been among the young masters.

"I have met the young leader"

To survive in the martial arts world, one must ultimately rely on one's skills to prove one's true abilities; now Ding Minjun has both the strength and the reputation, and no disciple of Emei dares to disobey her.

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Ruyang Palace

It was not only Nun Miejue who had been worrying all these years and losing sleep at night. Compared with her, who was finally able to see the light at the end of the tunnel, Prince Chahan Temur of Ruyang was truly at a loss.

He had three major regrets in his life: first, there were many corrupt officials in the court who corrupted the government; second, his son Wang Baobao was brave but not wise; third, the only one he liked, Minmin Temur, was a girl.

Comparing the two, he is like Wang Xiaoer, whose New Year is getting worse every year.

"Abu, it's a rare visit for you, so please don't deal with these official business anymore."

Zhao Min walked into her father's study holding a bowl of millet soup. Seeing that he was less than fifty years old but already had a head full of white hair, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

"It's Minmin, why are you here?"

"Abu, you have either been suppressing rebellions or on your way to suppress them in the past few years. It's rare for you to come back, so you can't let your daughter care about you."

The Yuan Dynasty was a tyrannical country, and their rule was already precarious. In the past two years, with the support of the Persian Chamber of Commerce, various rebel armies have emerged. Chahan Temur was indeed a good fighter, but a tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves, and he was already a little overwhelmed.

"Haha, it's Abu's fault. I've been busy with military affairs these past two years and haven't paid enough attention to you."

A kind man cannot command an army. Chahan Temur was indeed a ruthless commander when he was away, but when he returned home, he was not a strict father, at least not to Zhao Min.

"Abu, is the battle outside really that difficult?"

Seeing her father's worried look, Zhao Min asked patiently while massaging him.

"Yes, now our Yuan Dynasty has reached a critical juncture of survival. Outside, the Persian Empire has risen and has destroyed several of our Khanates. Inside, various rebel armies have sprung up everywhere, like grass, which can never be burned out by wildfires but will grow again in the spring breeze."

When talking about state affairs, Chahan Temur became worried again.

"To prevent external disturbances, we must first stabilize the country. Rebellions are everywhere in the country, mostly because of the instigation of the Ming Cult. Abu, this time, I will wait for my daughter to help you wipe out the Ming Cult, and everything will be fine."

"Okay, my Minmin has grown up and can finally help me share the burden."

Chahan Temur smiled and Lao Huai comforted him.

Chapter 303: Snow Ridge Twins

The Kunlun Mountains, also known as Kunlun Xu, are known as the number one sacred mountain in China. In the martial arts world, in addition to the Bright Summit, the headquarters of the Ming Cult, and the Kunlun Sect, one of the six major sects, there are two villas that must be mentioned, namely Hongmei Villa and Lianhuan Villa, collectively known as Zhuwu Lianhuan Villa.

Unfortunately, flowers do not stay in bloom forever, and people are not happy forever. A fire five years ago reduced the Hongmei Villa to ruins. The owner of the villa, Zhu Changling, also disappeared after the fire, leaving her only daughter, Zhu Jiuzhen, alone and helpless.

Fortunately, the laws of nature are constant, and things do not exist for the sake of one Yao or one Jie. Two years ago, a group of Persian businessmen came here, spent a lot of money to buy this land, and began to build a lot of buildings, bringing new life to this beautiful place.

In two years, the former site of Hongmei Villa has been rebuilt into a magnificent palace; and today, it has finally welcomed its new owner.

"Greetings, Master Ming..."

It has been two years since he came to Middle-earth. Seeing his true God again, the ever-victorious King Hebrew burst into tears and could hardly control himself.

"Hebrew, long time no see. I know everything you have done in Middle-earth during this period. I am very satisfied with your performance."

As a god, being aloof is necessary; but believers who have made contributions should also be treated with appropriate courtesy.

"It is my life's honor to serve the Ming Zun and carry forward the Ming Cult."

"Very good, Hebrew. This is my reward to you and my affirmation of you. I look forward to your next performance."

As he spoke, Li Chengqian handed a 20 ml glass bottle to Hebrew.

"This is?"

"As you can imagine, I am never stingy with rewards for my devout servants."

20 ml of the fountain of life should be able to restore Hebrew, who is nearly years old, to his prime.

"Thank you for your grace, thank you for your grace..."

After receiving a positive answer, Hebrew kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

Is this still the big devil?

Most of the people who came to greet Li Chengqian were Persians, but there was also a man from the Central Plains mixed in with them, and this man was Wu Lie, the owner of Lianhuan Manor. Seeing Hebrew being as humble as a dog in front of the young man, he couldn't help but doubt his life.

If there really is a regret pill in the world, Wu Lie would like to buy two kilograms of it to try, no matter how expensive it is; if he had known that he would end up like this, he would never have provoked this group of Persians two years ago.

It was the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and there was no such thing as land in the Kunlun Mountains. Two years ago, when Hebrew and others proposed to buy the old site of Hongmei Villa to build a villa, Wu Lie realized that this group of Persians were stupid and rich, so he asked Zhu Jiuzhen to extort a lot of money from them.

The other party didn't even bargain for 20,000 taels of silver, and took the money without even blinking an eye. This made Wu Lie realize that he had underestimated how rich this group of people were.

He asked his servants to monitor their whereabouts. After confirming that they were just businessmen, this descendant of the Wu family, who only inherited the second-lowest IQ of the Wu family, started their suicidal action on a dark and windy night with his apprentice Wei Bi and a group of his men.

Is the Hebrew really so generous as to spend 20,000 taels of silver to buy a piece of land?

Of course not, he was just following Li Chengqian's teachings and doing business with integrity.

As an outsider, if you want to be more easily accepted by the locals, you have to abide by the rules; but when local gangs do not abide by the rules, their rules are no longer rules.

Sting enforcement, Hebrew may not know this term, but he used this tactic to deal with Wu Lie.

First, use real gold and silver to blind the opponent's eyes, and after the opponent makes a move, use thundering means to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

In Jin Yong's martial arts world, there are always various drugs that control life and death; the Shenlong Sect of the Qing Dynasty had the Leopard Embryo Yijing Pills, and the Sun and Moon Sect of the Ming Dynasty had the Three Corpses Brain Pills; the Persian Ming Sect, as a sect older than them, naturally would not be short of such things in Hebrew.

Burning Fire Pill

A strange poison made from the "Red Flame Golden Beetle", a rare insect from the Western Regions. After taking this poison, if you do not take the antidote regularly, you will not only feel the pain of being burned by fire every month, but you will also really be burned by fire when exposed to sunlight, leaving no intact body.

Except for those who died on the spot that night, everyone in Zhuwu Lianhuan Manor, from the owner Wu Lie to the servants, was forced to take the strange poison.

In order to establish his authority, Hebrew used the first ray of sunlight the next morning to let the somewhat hateful-looking Wei Bi perform a demonstration.

To this day, at midnight, Wu Lie is still awakened from his sleep by the scene of his apprentice wailing in the warm sun and finally turning into ashes; so in his eyes, Hebrew is a demon.

…………

Li Chengqian had no idea about Wu Lie's mental journey. Under Hebrew's guidance, he walked into the villa built for him.

Hongmei Villa is named after the garden full of red plums. But now, among all the exotic flowers and plants in the villa, the most inconspicuous one is the red plum.

"Ming Zun, this place is remote and there is nothing worth showing off. However, there is a hot spring in the other courtyard that is quite good..."

For some reason, when Xiber said this, Li Chengqian vaguely saw the shadow of Li Jinzhong from the Joy of Life world on his old face.

"Well, let's go there first."

Like the Japanese bathing prince Jue Wushen, Li Chengqian also likes taking a bath, especially hot springs. Knowing his hobby, Hebrew chose this place in the vast Kunlun Mountains.

Kunlun produces beautiful jade. After Li Chengqian walked into this bathhouse that was completely inlaid with beautiful jade, Hebrew tactfully took his leave.

"Meet the Master"

The room was full of beautiful women, all wearing only a light veil, which made them feel cooler than nothing at all. This was also the reason why Hebrew left.

Some people say that when everything is too easy to get, people should learn to control their desires; Li Chengqian doesn't think so. Compared with this sentence, he prefers a poem, which is: When the flowers are in bloom, you must pick them immediately, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck empty branches.