Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Then, Yan Nantian said with a clear gaze, "Kuangtu Yan, I want to test your quality as the strongest man in the world, come here."

Yan Kuangtu's eyebrows turned cold, and his murderous intent suddenly increased. He asked: "Are you looking for death?"

Yan Nantian laughed loudly and said, "I'll die if I want to. Why should I be afraid of death? Who can force me, Yan Nantian's sworn brother, to do something he doesn't want to do?"

As soon as they disagreed, the two of them started fighting.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng called out urgently, "Brother, wait a minute!"

Jiang Feng's voice calmed Yan Kuangtu and Yan Nantian down a bit, and also made 80% of the people in the hall breathe a sigh of relief.

Damn, he just came here to have a feast, but he has been on the verge of death several times.

Jiang Feng's face was determined, and he was ready to tell everyone what clues he knew about the Wuji Immortal Pill.

However, Shaolin Master Tianzheng had already seen Jiang Feng's intention and spoke first: "Amitabha! Donor Jiang, the Wuji Immortal Pill is a treasure of the martial arts world and is of great importance. If the Wuji Immortal Pill is obtained by evil people, it will surely cause chaos in the martial arts world and endanger the people. Donor Jiang, please think twice before acting."

Jiang Feng was a kind and gentle person, but after hearing what Master Tianzheng said, his expression suddenly became hesitant again.

And in the moment that Jiang Feng hesitated.

The situation on the field kept changing. People like Roushui Shenjun, Ouyang Feng, Wen Lazi, and Tang Chou had already secretly reached for the hidden weapons they carried with them.

Tieqi, Yinping, Hong Qi, Xuan Cheng and others also secretly mobilized their true energy and were on high alert.

Jiang Feng became more and more anxious, and said: "Don't do anything, I am willing to tell you the clues of the Wuji Immortal Pill."

Master Tianzheng frowned and said, "Donor Jiang..."

Jiang Feng had a determined look on his face and interrupted, "Jiang Feng is weak and cannot influence the overall situation of the world. Jiang Feng only hopes that there will be no more casualties here today. Master, there is no need to say more."

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Jiang Feng's resolute attitude, Master Tianzheng suddenly became anxious. He looked in the direction of Yang Zhao and said, "Donor Yang, the Wuji Immortal Pill is of great importance. If it falls into the evil way, it will cause great disaster. Please help, Donor Yang."

In an instant, everyone looked in the direction of Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao didn't expect that the situation would change so suddenly and he would end up eating the melon on his head.

Yang Zhao immediately frowned while holding the little girl, and said, "Don't look at me, I'm just an ordinary spectator. I drank a lot today and I'm a little drunk, so I can't do anything!"

Everyone was speechless. He was already at the peak of the Grand Master level, but he was still mediocre.

Yang Zhao shrugged and smiled, indicating that he really could not do anything.

This is a pool of muddy water. Yang Zhao has no interest in the Wuji Immortal Pill and does not want to get involved in this muddy water. Although everyone is a little disappointed, they also understand.

But what is surprising is that.

But the monk Zhengda insisted that day: "Donor Yang, this matter concerns the safety of our Song Dynasty. I know that you have completed the work of my Shaolin boy. You have trained a boy's golden body. Your physical body can rival that of a grandmaster. Your innate pure yang energy can kill celestial beings..."

In an instant, Yang Zhao's face turned grim.

This is not just moral kidnapping, it also means exposing one's own past and forcing oneself to take action.

Unfortunately, that day, Old Monk Zheng only sensed a ray of pure yang energy on his body, and the information was already outdated.

An ordinary person, if he had good eyesight, would stop when he saw this.

But that day, the monk Zhengda was different. He still shouted loudly: "Donor Yang, you only need to use your innate pure yang energy to kill Yan Kuangtu. The rest of the people here are nothing to be afraid of."

"As long as you can eliminate this disaster, you will surely win our respect and become a role model for the people of the world..."

Sowing discord, making empty promises, getting something for nothing, and implying threats!

This old monk's vicious plot really comes out as soon as he opens his mouth.

Chapter 48: You evil monk, are you still going to slander me?

The Shaolin sect is almost known as the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains, the leader of the white way, and has followers all over the world.

Making big promises and getting something for nothing.

This is almost an old traditional skill of Shaolin, and it is not surprising at all.

What really made Yang Zhao angry and even made him want to kill was the threat implied in the words of the old monk Tianzheng.

According to Master Tianzheng.

Only if Yang Zhao kills Yan Kuangtu and eliminates this disaster can he win the admiration of everyone and become a role model for the people of the world.

What if Yang Zhao can’t kill him, or is unwilling to do so?

Does the words of Master Tianzheng mean that we should label ourselves as evil demons and be able to be killed by anyone?

Two years ago

When Yang Zhao took charge of the Ming Cult, he swore that he would never allow anyone to point fingers at him or make irresponsible remarks about him.

I have waited for eighteen years just for an opportunity.

You have to strive for something, not to prove how great you are, but to tell the world that you will only do what you want to do, and no one can force you to do anything.

Damn, the channel is off.

In short, when the old monk Tianzheng kept chattering.

Yang Zhao had already regarded the old monk Tianzheng as a dead man.

However, killing the opponent with just one finger is too easy. He must die in disgrace.

rub!

Yang Zhao stood up suddenly, causing everyone in the hall to panic.

Yang Zhao had a calm expression on his face. He put the little girl in his arms on the chair, brushed his sleeves, and then looked at the old monk Tianzheng with a cold face.

"Master Tianzheng, may I ask you a question?"

The old monk Tianzheng stopped talking abruptly, as if he did not expect Yang Zhao to respond in this way.

After a pause, the old monk Tianzheng, with the appearance of a virtuous monk, said, "Please ask, benefactor!"

Yang Zhao sneered and said, "I am not interested in the Wuji Xiandan, nor do I care who will get the Wuji Xiandan. I don't want to gain the admiration of everyone present or take responsibility for the safety of the people in the world."

"Master, may I ask, is this wrong? Why should I risk my life for this?"

Old Monk Tianzheng was stunned on the spot.

Not only that, but everyone else present was also stunned.

On the contrary, Yan Kuangtu and other gangsters were stunned for a moment, then they all smiled sarcastically and looked towards the old monk Tianzheng.

After a long while, the old monk Tianzheng sighed and chanted the Buddha's name, saying: "Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong..."

Yang Zhao laughed sarcastically, "Master, I am actually a scholar. I practice martial arts just to strengthen my body. Fighting and killing are not good. I love peace so much, what's wrong with that?"

The old monk Tianzheng was speechless and said, "The Buddha said, it says..."

Yang Zhao sneered and said, "There are 18,000 volumes of Mahayana Buddhist scriptures and 3,000 volumes of Hinayana Buddhist scriptures. Not a single sentence teaches people to kill people with the innate pure yang energy. This is the energy of vitality and creation, and the energy of keeping quiet and healthy."

"Master, can you tell me that if I don't take action, will Shaolin spread the word that I am a follower of evil and an evil demon that everyone should kill?"

Old Monk Tianzheng: “…”

Are you polite? Can you say this openly?

Yang Zhao smiled more warmly and asked, "Master, why are you silent?"

Old Monk Tianzheng: “…”

Yang Zhao's face turned red in an instant, and he said, "If the master can't explain a little bit of reason, then it's slander, right?"

Old Monk Tianzheng's face turned purple, then gradually turned blue.

Yang Zhao finally flipped the table and said, "Master, you are a great monk. You should know that three people can make a tiger and dirty words can ruin a person. Why don't you answer me?"

"Or are you, an old bald donkey, jealous of me for having reached the level of a Grandmaster at such a young age? You have evil intentions and want to use the hands of everyone here to destroy and harm me. Otherwise, you want to slander and humiliate me, and send me to hell, where I will never be able to be reborn!"

"You evil monk, why are you so vicious?"

Everyone present gasped and looked at Yang Zhao in horror.

puff!

At this moment, Old Monk Tianzheng could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Yang Zhao frowned and said, "Shut up, evil monk. Are you still spitting blood at this time?"

"Everyone, this evil monk is really vicious. Brother Jiang Feng was ready to reveal the whereabouts of the Wuji Immortal Pill several times for the sake of justice, but this evil monk stopped him."

“It can be seen that this evil monk has long wanted to take the Wuji Immortal Pill for himself, and he is even willing to let everyone present die…”

Yang Zhao's words were extremely misleading.

But I have to say that many things in these words are real.

Previously, Jiang Feng was about to reveal the whereabouts of the Wuji Immortal Pill, but was stopped by the old monk Tianzheng many times.

Perhaps Old Monk Tianzheng had no intention of keeping the Wuji Immortal Pill for himself, but his actions, to a certain extent, did pose a great threat to the safety of everyone present.

Once the battle between good and evil breaks out in the hall.

Judging from the situation where everyone present was poisoned by the Sad and Clear Wind, more than 99% of them would suffer.

When matters concern the vital interests and safety of everyone present.

Everything changed.

The reputation that Old Monk Tianzheng had accumulated in the martial arts world for most of his life collapsed in an instant. Even if it was just to stay alive, everyone was willing to believe what Yang Zhao said.

Who wants to die if he can live?

"Kill him, Young Master Yang, kill this evil monk!"

I don't know who shouted the first word among the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, most of the people lying on the ground started to make a mess.

"The evil monk is so vicious that he wants to poison us!"

"Young Master Yang, please take action and kill this beast, and save us!"

"Young Master Yang, please kill the evil monk..."

The crowd's endless roars soon merged into one, almost blowing the roof off the house.

Yang Zhao then turned his gaze to the old monk Tianzheng and said righteously: "Evil monk, you actually conspired to harm the lives of many of my fellow martial artists. I will not let you go today!"

Yang Zhao was slow in his actions, even a little procrastinating.

Firstly, Yang Zhao wanted to kill the old monk Tianzheng and make him suffer the consequences.

Secondly, when Yang Zhao developed the intention to kill Master Tianzheng, he also had the idea of ​​wiping him out completely.

Now, there are two Shaolin monks, Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan, in the Jiang Mansion.

As long as Yang Zhao acts slowly enough, Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan will have enough time to attack him and rescue the old monk Tianzheng.

Otherwise, with Yang Zhao's strength and cultivation.

If someone really wanted to kill someone, the old monk would have died countless times that day.

as predicted.

Just as Yang Zhao was slowly making a move, two loud shouts rang out.

"How dare you, you thief, harm my uncle Tianzheng!"

"How dare you, you kid! Die!"

Chapter 49 You Don’t Need to Thank Me

The Shaolin School is a giant in the world of martial arts, producing talented people in every generation.

Just like the Shaolin Temple of the Great Song Dynasty today, among the middle-aged monks of the Xuan generation.

Xuan Cheng is well-known throughout the world as one of the Thirteen Divine Monks. He is known as the best martial artist in Shaolin in the past 200 years and has reached the pinnacle of grandmaster cultivation.

The others are the abbot Xuanci and the monk Tianzheng, both of whom are in the late stage of grand masters.

Then there are Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and Xuan Bei, who are respectively in the middle and early stages of the Grand Master level.

At this moment, in the hall of Jiang Mansion.