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

Is there something wrong with the almanac today, or is it that Leigushan Mountain is in conflict with me?

First it was Huang Rong who flirted, then it was Yan Fei, and finally it was Wang Yuyan who flirted.

I had already taken off my pants and now this happened.

In the midst of endless anger, Yang Zhao quickly dressed himself up with the help of Wang Yuyan and said, "Yuyan, today is the right time. Let's make an appointment later."

Wang Yuyan's cheeks flushed, she lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, and responded softly.

Yang Zhao forced a smile, murderous intent emanating from his body. He used the power of his spiritual consciousness to locate the positions of Huang Rong, Yan Fei and the others, and pointed his finger. Rays of sword light burst out from his dantian, turning into divine rainbows and flying towards the direction of Leigushan Mountain.

The Nine Void Swords flew through the air, and in just less than ten breaths, they covered a distance of nearly a hundred miles.

At this time, Huodu, Wanyan Kang and others were already impatient and were ready to drive the insect swarm to attack again.

That's when.

First, a divine sword that looked like the bright sun fell down, and like a golden crow patrolling the sky, it emitted infinite light and transformed into endless sword lights. Wherever it passed, it turned tens of thousands of insects into dust.

Then, a divine sword began to spin in the air, gathering into a Taiyin Jade Plate, scattering soft sword light, covering Huang Rong, Yan Fei, Qiao Feng and the others.

Two magic swords, one yin and one yang, patrolled the surroundings, protecting Huang Rong and others.

At this time, the other seven magic swords in the sky stirred up endless sword light, transformed into sword energy dragons like overwhelming rivers and seas, and rushed into the forest unscrupulously.

Boom boom boom!

Yang Zhao tried his best to activate the Void Sword Sutra for the first time, and at this moment it burst out with power like a natural disaster.

Rocks collapsed and ancient trees broke.

It was almost visible to the naked eye that within a radius of several miles, except for the area protected by the Yin-Yang Divine Sword, almost every inch of land had been plowed by the seven sword dragons.

Not to mention the insect tide, even the insect abyss and sea would be completely wiped out under the bombardment of this terrifying sword energy.

The crazy bombing lasted for three incense sticks of time.

In mid-air, Yang Zhao just embraced Wang Yuyan, floating down like a fairy couple.

Chapter 152 This Immortal Seems a Little Shameless

The scene of earth-shaking changes was like a world-destroying disaster, extremely terrifying.

As Yang Zhao and Wang Yuyan slowly fell down, the nine magic swords that were originally cruising and bombing everywhere in the void suddenly disappeared into Yang Zhao's sleeves like a wanderer returning home.

This scene, which was like a god descending to earth, shocked many martial artists for a hundred years.

Among this group of martial artists, there are many geniuses and celebrities.

Wang Xiaoshi looked at this scene and murmured, "Is this the nephew of Fourth Uncle Master? Second Uncle Master didn't say anything so outrageous in the capital."

Xiao Qiushui swallowed his saliva and said, "Such divine power, perhaps only the strongest form of Heaven's Will in the Book of Forgetfulness can be compared to it."

Zhao Yuzhen touched the Peach Blossom Sword behind him and said, "Infinite Sword, Infinite Sword Formation. Master said that I have made some progress in swordsmanship. Could he be lying to me? Forget it. I'll just focus on practicing Taiyi Lion Art in the future. I won't force myself to learn swordsmanship or anything like that."

The martial artists were stunned.

At this time, Huang Rong, Yan Fei and others came to Yang Zhao happily.

Huang Rong jumped into Yang Zhao's arms and said, "Brother Zhao, what were you doing just now? You don't know, those bugs just now were like a tide, and they scared Rong'er to death!"

After a nine-sword bombardment, Yang Zhao released some of his anger.

He stretched out his hands and embraced the eccentric Huang Rong, and his original blame disappeared, and he could only hit her hard on the buttocks.

At this point, Yang Zhao pretended to be annoyed and said, "Let's see if you can run around again in the future."

Huang Rong's face turned red, she made a face at Yang Zhao, and then buried her little head in Yang Zhao's arms.

Wait until Huang Rong is dealt with.

Yan Fei came closer again, staring at Yang Zhao with watery eyes, without saying a word.

Yang Zhao silently recited the Heart Purification Technique, but it didn't seem to work.

After a while, Yang Zhao could only turn around and greet Qiao Feng, Duan Yu and others. In this way, he was able to divert some of their attention.

But right now.

A strange sound suddenly came from the pile of rubble that had been turned into ruins by the terrifying sword energy.

Yang Zhao suddenly raised his eyebrows and swung his sleeves.

Suddenly, strong winds blew up, turning into huge waves that blew away the piles of rocks.

Soon, a three-legged, two-eared tripod with a hazy green light appeared in everyone's sight.

On top of the big tripod, there is a statue of a demon god with eighteen arms and six heads, covered with cracks.

"The Eternal God Elephant! The Divine Wood King Cauldron!"

Yang Zhao's eyes quickly focused, and sword energy emerged from the void, shattering the demon statue that was already full of cracks.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhaoxin shot out a ray of light containing various runes, which landed on the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

Afterwards, clear light was seen flowing above the Divine Wood King Cauldron, and it soon rose into the air.

"Come!"

Yang Zhao was surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a magical weapon on Leigushan Mountain.

With a casual move of his hand, boundless force condensed in the void like a palm and grasped the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

At the same time, runes take effect.

The Divine Wood King Cauldron spun in the air and turned into the size of a fist and fell into Yang Zhao's palm.

Watch this scene.

The martial artists, who were already stunned, were now completely confused.

I don’t know if we are not in the same world.

It was okay for Yang Zhao to have appeared like a god before. Everyone gritted their teeth and said that the martial arts that Yang Zhao practiced were miraculous.

But right now, this kind of magic weapon that can make anything big or small as desired is a bit too much.

Yang Zhao ignored the surprise of the people present and instead fixed his gaze on the few people under the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

Below the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

Huodu, Wanyan Kang, Ding Chunqiu, and Ouyang Feng were all in a miserable state, with wounds all over their bodies, and they all lay unconscious on the ground.

There was only a tall and thin foreign monk, with five wheels surrounding him, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, chanting non-stop.

As the monk's scriptures continued to sound, a faint golden light appeared on the Buddhist scriptures.

Yang Zhao's eyes fell on the scripture, and he pondered for a moment, then said: "Master, you are the Golden Wheel Dharma King of the Mongol Secret Sect, right?"

After hearing Yang Zhao's words, the foreign monk stopped chanting.

Soon, the foreign monk stood up with a bitter look on his face and said, "I am Jinlun, I didn't know there was a true immortal here. I didn't discipline my disciple well before, which led to my disciple committing a sin. I hope the true immortal will not blame me."

This Golden Wheel Dharma King is also a being in the realm of heaven and man.

However, having witnessed the power of Yang Zhao, he was now completely timid and looked very respectful.

Yang Zhao glanced at the Golden Wheel Dharma King and said, "You want to protect your evil disciple? Why?"

King Jinlun did not even raise his head and said, "I am from the Vajra Sect of the Esoteric Buddhism."

Obviously, this so-called Vajra Sect of Esoteric Buddhism is the backer of King Jinlun, and it is estimated that its foundation is quite strong. It is also possible that it is only heard of among top masters.

Yang Zhao smiled lightly and said, "Master, where do you think I come from? Am I afraid of your Vajra Sect?"

King Jinlun finally looked up, but didn't dare to look at him for too long, and said, "I am ignorant."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "My name is Yang Zhao, and I come from Kunlun Mountain."

Yang Zhao also didn't know how many hidden sects like the Vajra Sect of the Tantric Buddhism there were in this world, but considering that Kunlun was the ancestor of all mountains and was known as the place where gods came to be, there should be one or two hidden sects there.

Anyway, I didn't tell him my specific name, so I can only rely on luck and let the monk use his imagination to guess.

King Jinlun was stunned at first, and then his face showed fear.

But soon, King Jinlun said again: "True Immortal, you must know that I am a descendant of the grassland golden family and a prince of the Yuan Dynasty. If I fail today, the Yuan Dynasty cavalry will surely march south in the future."

"Please be merciful, Immortal, and spare my master and disciple. I will definitely reward you handsomely in the future."

The Vajra Sect + the descendants of the Golden Family, this threat is indeed strong enough.

The new southern policy promoted by Yang Zhao in the Song Dynasty is in full swing, and Zhao Shirong's ascension to the throne is also at a critical period. If a war with the Mongols is started at this time, the gains will outweigh the losses.

What's more, Yang Zhao could perceive it clearly.

In the Buddhist scripture held by King Jinlun, there is an extremely mysterious and high-level power. If it were to explode, it would probably be as powerful as the Martial Saint.

However, Yang Zhao felt a little reluctant to let the two go like this.

After a pause, Yang Zhao said, "Master, you and your disciple should not repay me generously some other day. Let's repay the favor of not killing me today."

Jinlun Dharma King: “…”

The martial artists: "..."

This is really a fairy, it seems a bit shameless.

Chapter 153 Please ask the Immortal to break my bones

It was obvious that King Jinlun's words were just politeness, at most a personal favor in exchange for a chance to survive.

But for Yang Zhao, anything that has no benefit is absolutely not allowed.

No matter whether it is the Vajra Sect of Esoteric Buddhism or the Mongol prince.

In Yang Zhao's opinion, this was already an enemy, if not for the current situation in the Song Dynasty and the possibility of the Mongols and the Esoteric Sect sending top warriors to retaliate.

With Yang Zhao's temper, he would have killed all of them long ago.

Seeing Yang Zhao's tone suddenly change, King Jinlun's face turned very dark, but he didn't dare to get angry.

It’s not that King Jinlun didn’t think about resisting, but when he thought of the power he had seen in the forbidden area of ​​Vajra Sect, even though they were both in the celestial realm, King Jinlun didn’t dare to have the slightest intention of resisting.

After a pause, King Jinlun said with a dark face, "I wonder what this True Immortal needs us to do?"

Yang Zhao immediately laughed and said, "You, the great monk, are quite sensible. I'll give you a bargain price. If you hand over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and the precious sutra in your hand, it will be considered as redeeming your life."

"As for the Mongol prince, exchange him for 100,000 war horses."

King Jinlun’s face turned from black to blue on the spot, and veins popped out on his forehead.

Yang Zhao didn't care at all about King Jinlun's anger and frustration.

There was even a hint of anticipation on Yang Zhao's face.

The other party wanted to provoke me to take action and take the opportunity to destroy me and Huo Du.

When King Jinlun saw the smile on Yang Zhao's lips, his heart suddenly turned cold and he almost broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately became much calmer.

There was silence for a while.

King Jinlun finally suppressed his anger and said, "I can give the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra to the Immortal, but this sutra is a relic of my master, so I am afraid I cannot give it to him."

Yang Zhao smiled carefreely and said, "Alright, great monk, I'll give you a bargain price. If you give me one less thing, I'll break both of your arms. Isn't that too much?"

"You have made a fortune by using your two arms to exchange for what your mentor left behind, great monk."

King Jinlun’s eyes widened immediately.

Even all the martial artists present had the urge to cover their faces.

I didn’t expect it to be such a bargain price, and I didn’t expect Yang Zhao to be such a true immortal.

Really, so shameless.

Seeing Yang Zhao becoming more and more eager to try, King Jinlun thought a thousand times in his mind, but in the end he couldn't bear to part with his two arms that had been with him for decades, so he handed over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and the scriptures.

Anyway, he is a member of the Esoteric Sect and also a Mongolian.

As a foreign barbarian, it is normal that he does not care about filial piety.

I received two Buddhist scriptures handed over by King Jinlun.

Yang Zhao was in a good mood and said, "Master monk, don't say that I don't give you face. Since you are so generous, I will give you a low price for Huodu's ransom..."