Zongwu: Yue Lao System, grab Huang Rong

Xiao Zhao on the side did not stop him.

First, Li Yu acted too quickly and she was unable to react.

Secondly, she knew clearly that with Li Yu's martial arts skills, if he wanted to attack Zhang Wuji, she would not be able to stop him.

Then, she saw a miraculous scene.

Li Yu took his hand away from Zhang Wuji's chest and said with a smile, "You can stand up now."

Zhang Wuji was aware of the changes in his body and his face was full of disbelief. The other party's power, which seemed to be true qi, was even more effective than his Nine Yang Divine Art.

I tried to move around and it really did make me feel much better, at least I could move around without any issues.

Zhang Wuji was filled with gratitude and bowed, saying, "Thank you very much, brother, for saving my life!"

"It's serious. Even if I don't take action, you won't die with your skills." Li Yu shook his head.

In fact, he suppressed the power of the horse charm in order not to appear too shocking.

Otherwise, Zhang Wuji would have recovered long ago.

But now, Zhang Wuji has only recovered to the point where he can move. In the eyes of ordinary people, they would only think that Li Yu's true energy is strong and special, and would not associate it with anything else.

After all, there are many internal skills in this world that are good at healing.

As for this favor, it was not to show off, but because he knew that Zhang Wuji would not die, so he just went with the flow to establish a good relationship with him. After all, he still wanted to "fleece" him.

Zhang Wuji thanked him again respectfully.

When everyone saw Li Yu use his tricks to allow Zhang Wuji to act in just a moment, they knew that a master had arrived and they dared not underestimate him anymore.

As soon as Li Yu appeared on the scene, he grabbed the sword of the Heavenly Sword to save Zhang Wuji. His position was obvious, which made the six major sects feel depressed.

On the contrary, the people of the Ming Cult were overjoyed.

At this time, Nun Miejue stepped out, took a look at the Heavenly Sword, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, and why are you trying to steal the Heavenly Sword from my sect?"

"It turns out to be the head of Emei, Master Miejue." Li Yu bowed slightly.

However, before Nun Miejue could calm down, he continued, "I saw this sword and it seemed destined for me, so I took it."

Li Yu spoke with confidence, and everyone present looked at each other in shock.

No one expected that this young master of unknown origin would be so mysterious and could even describe the robbery in such a fresh and refined way.

Nun Miejue was furious and shouted angrily, "You little thief! You are so shameless!"

Nun Miejue was trembling all over.

If she hadn't been concerned about Li Yu's unfathomable strength and hadn't snatched the Heavenly Sword from her hand, she would have definitely made her move.

Li Yu ignored her and walked over to the three women who were chasing him, Huang Rong, and said to himself, "The six major sects besieged Guangmingding. This matter has caused quite a stir."

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"At that time, Rong'er asked me why the six major sects, thousands of miles away from Bright Summit, mobilized such a large force and were determined to destroy the Ming Cult, even if it meant the death of so many people?"

"I think the six major sects probably have nothing better to do than to travel thousands of miles and kill a few people to show off their power."

"Ha! Of course, this is just a joke, so just listen to it. If you don't want to listen, don't pay attention to it. Don't take it seriously."

"but……"

After a pause, Li Yu turned around, glanced at the six major sects, and said with a smile: "But I wonder who among you six famous and upright sects can answer this question for me?"

Chapter 022: Southern Shaolin works but doesn’t put in any effort?

As Li Yu's voice fell, the huge Guangmingding was filled with silence.

But soon, there were bursts of whispers, and many people were talking to each other.

Not only the followers of the Ming Cult are like this, but ordinary disciples of the six major sects are no exception.

At first, no one thought about this problem at all.

The disciples of the six major sects felt that it was their duty to exorcise demons, and the followers of the Ming Cult also felt that the two sides had a feud and it was normal for them to fight.

But now, when Li Yu suddenly asked this question, many people were confused.

Especially those who have lost their relatives and friends, they can't help but ask themselves: Is it worth it?

The six major factions fought against the Ming Cult, blood flowed like a river on Guangmingding, and how many people were buried in a foreign land?

Even if we win in the end, what can we gain?

But both sides suffer losses!

For a moment, the discussion at the scene became louder and louder.

Seeing that things were not going well, the monk Kongzhi, the head of the six major sects, gave his junior fellow a look. The hot-tempered Kongxing picked up his Zen staff, stepped out of the group and cursed, "What nonsense!"

"The Demon Cult has always committed numerous evil deeds and is despised by the martial arts world. The six righteous sects of ours are here to eradicate the demonic scourge, restore peace and order to the world, and avenge the countless innocent souls who have perished at its clutches."

"This is a righteous act. How could it become a fault in your mouth?"

"As for those chivalrous men who sacrificed their lives, they died for the justice in their hearts. Their deaths were worthy, and countless people will be grateful to them."

"They have done immeasurable good deeds and will surely have a good place in the next life. The suffering in this life will be the blessing in the next life!"

Kong Xing spoke eloquently and with awe-inspiring righteousness, quite like a great Buddhist monk.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the six major sects nodded in appreciation and approval.

Li Yu remained calm and asked, "So, the six major sects came here just to eliminate evil?"

"That's right!" Kong Xing answered without hesitation, with a clear conscience.

Li Yu laughed heartily: "There are many brutal and cruel evil forces in the Ming Dynasty, such as the Changle Gang. They commit murders and injure people, and bully the weak as a matter of course."

"Instead of removing the cancer at your doorstep, you've come all the way across mountains and rivers to fight the Ming Cult. That's quite interesting."

Kong Xingqiang defended himself, "The Changle Gang is just a small sect, a minor problem. How can the harm it causes be compared to the evil sect? We must eliminate the main culprit first!"

"What about the Sun Moon Sect? How does the Sun Moon Sect compare to the Ming Sect?" Li Yu asked.

"This..." Kong Xing was speechless.

"Amitabha."

Seeing his fellow disciple stumped by his question, Kong Zhi had no choice but to intervene: "This temple really doesn't know anything about this matter. When I return this time, I will definitely investigate thoroughly."

Seeing that he was trying to smooth things over, Li Yu asked again, "Okay, that's it. However, why didn't Southern Shaolin take action on its own to wipe out the Ming Cult, instead of joining forces with the other major sects?"

Kong Xing sneered and said coldly, "Have you lost your mind, kid? The Demon Cult is powerful, but they are not made of dough. Do you think you can make them round or flatten them at will?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter all around, and everyone echoed them.

Even the people in the Ming Cult frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

Is it true that his Ming Cult is so looked down upon?

Li Yu, however, didn't care, his smile still as warm as a spring breeze. When the booing and laughing died down a bit, he said, "If the Ming Cult's leader, Yang Dingtian, were still around, in its heyday, with one leader, left and right emissaries, four Dharma Kings, five wandering people, the Five Elements Flags, the four sects of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, plus the followers of each altar, the power would be so immense that the Southern Shaolin alone would naturally not be able to afford to offend. But what about now?"

Before the Ming Cult members could show any pride, Li Yu pointed at the injured high-ranking officials and said, "Yang Dingtian disappeared, the Purple-Robed Dragon King defected, the Golden-Haired Lion King wandered overseas, and the White-Eyebrowed Eagle King is also old."

"The entire Ming Cult has fallen apart, with only a few high-ranking officials left."

"Yang Xiao, the only Grandmaster, is still not recognized and respected by everyone. Even with the external enemies attacking, they are still fighting among themselves!"

"What is this? It's just a pile of loose sand!"

Hearing Li Yu's blunt words, the faces of the Ming Cult leaders turned pale and they were filled with shame.

Everyone also understood why these Mingjiao leaders were seriously injured when the battle came. It turned out to be an internal conflict.

For a moment, everyone's eyes became meaningful.

The faces of the Ming Cult leaders were burning with pain.

Li Yu changed the subject: "On the other hand, let's look at your Southern Shaolin. Everyone knows that after the passing of the great monk Kongjian, only three great monks remained in Southern Shaolin."

"Each of these three divine monks can fight against Yang Xiao, the Ming Cult's number one expert. Any two of them will surely win."

"However, Southern Shaolin has a long tradition. Is this really the only thing it has?"

Li Yu paused deliberately, and after catching everyone's interest, he raised his voice and said, "Masters Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng from Southern Shaolin!"

"The latter has already reached the edge of becoming a Grandmaster, and the former is even more remarkable. Not only has he been a Grandmaster for a long time, but he has also mastered the Yi Jin Jing and many of the 72 unique skills. He is even better than the three monks of the Kong generation!"

"There is also the back mountain of Southern Shaolin, where there are three monks of the Du generation: Du'e, Dujie, and Dunan. Each of them is in the late stage of Grandmaster."

"Although the Three Masters are old, they have a combined attack martial art called 'Vajra Subduing Demon Circle'."

"When the three of them join forces, no one below the Martial Saint can be their rival. Even if Yang Dingtian shows up again, he'll die on the spot!"

"Oh, by the way, Du'e and Yang Dingtian still have a grudge against each other for destroying their eyes, and they still hold a grudge against each other."

"Let me ask, given Southern Shaolin's rich heritage, why are there only two monks from the Kong generation coming this time?"

"If Southern Shaolin truly has compassion and is determined to eradicate the Ming Cult and defeat the demons for the people, then if they release half of their resources and send out a few Arhats, who can stop the Ming Cult?"

"Or, if we directly carry out a decapitation operation, the Ming Cult will scatter like monkeys when the tree falls. Not only will it collapse without any attack, but how many innocent souls will be saved on Guangming Peak?"

Li Yu looked at the monks with a burning gaze and said with a smile, "Could it be that you masters are so used to liberating wronged souls that when you have no souls to liberate, you create some of your own to show your compassion?"

As the voice fell, everyone present was shocked!

The other five major sects never expected that there were so many masters in Southern Shaolin, with seven grand masters hiding there. It was simply a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers were everywhere, and it made people shudder just hearing about it.

Perhaps except for Wudang, which is led by the unfathomable Master Zhang, the other sects are like ants to Southern Shaolin and are vulnerable.

For such a big event as encircling and suppressing the Demon Sect, Southern Shaolin only sent out two great monks, while several other sects suffered such heavy casualties.

If South Lincoln had a few more grandmasters, why would it have come to this?

Especially since Du'e and the Ming Cult still had a huge grudge against each other, yet he actually refrained from taking action...

Damn it, aren't they worried about damaging their own foundation, so they're using them as pawns and cannon fodder?!

Everyone in the Ming Cult was also shocked, especially Yang Xiao and others, whose eyelids were twitching.

Originally they thought that they were defeated unfairly by Cheng Kun's surprise attack, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't use his full strength at all.

Just as Li Yu said, if the Shaolin monks were to carry out a beheading operation, no one would be spared.

As for the many followers of the Ming Cult?

If it is a head-on fight, the five elements flags will form a formation and will not be afraid of the grandmaster.