The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

The Ming Cult members were so suppressed by the glass shadow that they couldn't utter a single word.

The Shaolin monks were overjoyed, not expecting their foreign aid to be so strong; it seemed they were destined to win.

However, neither Tianming nor Wuxiang showed much joy on their faces.

After turning around, Liuli Ying quickly walked to Yang Guo's side and was about to kneel down.

Yang Guo quickly stopped him: "No."

Liuli Ying stared at Yang Guo with a fanatical gaze, as if she wanted to devour him at any moment.

His gaze then shifted downwards, and he saw the woman holding Yang Guo's hand.

"Take your dirty hands off me!"

She stepped forward and was about to slap Cheng Yaojia.

Yang Guo was startled and grabbed her hand. It was burning hot to the touch, but quickly returned to normal body temperature the moment he grabbed it.

"My Lord, please forgive my overstepping."

Yang Guo was afraid that she would have another attack of her illness, so he dared not let go.

really.

"Since these followers do not worship you, Aina will have them executed."

Yang Guo quickly stopped her.

However, she dared not break free from Yang Guo's hand and could only let him hold her. Her face under the veil was flushed, and the divine lines between her brows flickered. Even her palms were slightly warm.

Cheng Yaojia was bewildered by the drastic change in this woman's demeanor.

Let alone her, even Yang Guo couldn't understand it.

"Wait, Liuli Ying, what Mingzun? You still remember what happened in the illusion? Explain yourself first."

Liuli Ying glanced at him tenderly, then quickly lowered her head. He was indeed the Bright Lord, and worthy of being a prophet, for he even knew her name from the Central Plains.

"bright……"

"Excuse me, I didn't mean to disturb you, but shouldn't we deal with this third battle first..." Tianming stepped forward, stopping them from talking further.

With Liuli Ying causing such a commotion, it's hard to predict the outcome of the third battle.

However, anyone with eyes could see that with this woman kneeling in front of Yang Guo, she didn't look like she was going to win.

As expected, as soon as Tianming finished speaking, Liuli Ying said, "I admit it..."

Yang Guo was extremely anxious and quickly released her hand, covering her mouth with his hand: "It's a draw, it's a draw."

The Shaolin monks and the Ming Cult members looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Ming Cult members dared not say anything at this moment, intimidated by the Holy Maiden's power.

Liuli Ying secretly glanced at Yang Guo again without saying anything, but her red lips in her palm were a little restless, and Yang Guo could clearly feel her softness.

Yang Guo had promised Wu Xiang that he would lose, but now this is all he can do.

Then they heard Ku Cheng's laughter: "Hahaha, good, indeed heroes emerge from among the young. Good, benefactor, I will definitely do what I promised you. Since you have the heart to worship Buddha, my temple's scripture pavilion will be opened for you."

Immediately, two murderous gazes shot towards him.

He was startled and quickly changed the subject, saying to Jinlun, "Master, you may also enter the pavilion for a look."

Liuli Ying stepped forward and glared at Ku Cheng with an unfriendly expression, as did Cheng Yaojia.

This old monk wanted to recruit her husband (Mingzun) into Shaolin Temple!

At this moment, Yang Guo just wanted to figure out what the situation was.

This woman possessed unique martial arts skills and believed in gods, but once the illusion was broken, everything seemed to change for her, clearly indicating that she had taken him as her faith.

Unfortunately, Shaolin Temple did not welcome the Ming Cult members, but Liuli Ying did not descend the mountain.

With Cheng Yaojia's financial power,

Liuli Ying was then able to follow Yang to the side room prepared by Shaolin Temple.

At the doorway, tensions were high, and Cheng Yaojia couldn't see Yang Guo at all, because Liuli Ying was already standing between them.

Cheng Yaojia had never suffered such a loss before, but she really couldn't beat this foreign woman.

However, he retorted, "How dare you be so rude! Be careful my husband doesn't leave you!"

Unfortunately, Liuli Ying ignored her and left her outside the door.

"Ying'er, can you tell me now?"

Liuli Ying reverted to her previous pose, leaving Yang Guo helpless. No matter what he said, she wouldn't listen and simply knelt beside him.

Yang Guo touched her brow with his fingertips once more.

The woman's face was flushed, and her veil had fallen off at some point.

Yang Guo looked at it and found it to be exactly the same as in the illusion, only even more moving now.

"My Lord, Aina's body is yours; you may descend upon her at any time."

Which one will arrive?

Yang Guo looked puzzled.

Seeing Yang Guo's puzzled expression, Liuli Ying gently rubbed her cheek against Yang Guo's palm, lowering her eyes and not daring to look at him.

This woman's condition doesn't explain anything.

Yang Guo had no choice but to help her up.

Those phoenix eyes only held Yang Guo's figure.

Fortunately, she began to slowly recount what she knew.

As she recounted the story, Yang Guo finally understood what had happened.

The founder of this Persian Ming Cult headquarters was called Ming Zun, meaning Lord of Light.

This person was also a genius of all time, who created a variety of unique martial arts techniques and had an exceptionally wide range of interests.

Over the past few centuries, the Ming Cult has developed rapidly and expanded into the Central Plains at an early stage.

In the Central Plains, it even reached its peak, but eventually declined, and even the sacred artifacts—the twelve Sacred Flame Tokens—were lost in the Central Plains.

However, due to war and sectarian strife, Persia has been without a leader for a century. Furthermore, the core secret manuals have been lost, and related records have been forgotten.

The headquarters panicked and decided to go to the Central Plains to retrieve the Sacred Flame Token.

Unexpectedly, because the Sacred Flame Tokens were all inscribed in Persian, no one in the Central Plains martial arts world could recognize them. After many twists and turns, the six core Sacred Flame Tokens eventually returned to Persia.

Liuli Ying's mission here is to retrieve the remaining Sacred Flame Tokens and re-establish contact with the remnants of the Central Plains forces.

"Then why do you call me Venerable Mingzun?"

"You are the Venerable One. Your soul has already departed from its original darkness, but has now entered the current darkness. Aina is ready; you may descend at any time."

Yang Guo looked at the woman with burning eyes.

Do you remember the scenes from the illusion?

Liuli Ying's face flushed instantly, and then she knelt down again: "My Lord, I... I didn't mean to find out about your affairs, nor did I mean to defile your body... those things are beyond my control."

She couldn't continue speaking, clearly thinking about those scenes again, her eyes blinking: "Does the Venerable One like those kinds of things? Should I learn them, so that the Lord will be more willing to descend upon my body?"

Yang Guo had no idea what the woman was thinking.

He knew, of course, that he couldn't possibly be the Mingzun. So many years had passed; the Mingzun had long since died, and there was no such thing as reincarnation in this world.

He was just unsure how many of his secrets this woman knew, or to what extent she would obey him.

If she goes to preach or something to the followers, who knows if she will be captured and supported or imprisoned by the Ming Cult.

"I don't mean to blame you, it's just that my current identity cannot be revealed. Besides, I am now a person from the Central Plains, so it's probably not appropriate for me to be some kind of Mingzun."

Liuli Ying said anxiously, "Is it because I didn't do well enough? I just became a Holy Maiden and my body is not perfect yet. But I'm willing to do anything that the Venerable Mingzun asks me to do."

"Can you control the mark between your eyebrows?"

It's been flashing since I entered the room.

Liuli Ying said shyly, "Master, my body was prepared for you. You can take it whenever you want. But this mark, I... I can't control it."

"Won't you get caught by the cult and burned at the stake?"

Liuli Ying's gaze burned: "Master, Ying'er only needs to fall in love with you."

"The Holy Maiden's duty is to await the arrival of the Wise One, so her body must be pure and flawless, and these divine markings are the best proof of that."

"Whenever it is moved, it will burn like a flame. In the past, it would naturally be impure and subject to burning at the stake. But if it is the Venerable One..."

Yang Guo was speechless. So, only he could touch this body?