Dadu, Prince Ruyang's Mansion.
Zhao Min was dressed in white, with a long gown and a folding fan, dressing up as a man.
With her beautiful face and graceful demeanor, she would probably make countless girls in the boudoir go crazy for her.
Sitting in a high position, Zhao Min raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a sarcastic smile, "These people in the martial arts world of the Central Plains always like dogs to bite dogs. I hope they bite each other's dog hair. Those Shaolin monks had better treat Li Zhige will be beaten to death! It would be better if Li Zhige could kill more monks before he was beaten to death."
Zha Yadu followed and laughed in agreement, "Central Plains people like to kill each other. This is their bad habit. Otherwise, we would not be able to occupy this fertile land of the Central Plains."
Zhao Min rarely saw Za Ya Du more pleasing to the eye and smiled at him.
This smile was like a hundred flowers blooming. Zha Yadu's body was stiff, as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body and soul were numb.
Without paying much attention to Zha Yadu, Zhao Min looked at the two elders Xuan Ming and asked, "Master Lu, Master He, you have fought against Li Zhige. Do you think Li Zhige will lose or win this time?"
Hebi Weng has a dull personality and is not good at words.
Luzhangke thought for a moment and replied, "Although Li Zhige has entered the innate realm, he has few opponents when fighting alone. Our fellow apprentices cannot defeat him. That's because he has cultivated the Zhiyang Zhire Qi. And The extremely strong and powerful palm technique is specially designed to restrain the Xuanming Divine Palm of our senior brother Zhiyin Zhihan."
"Shaolin is different. Although monks Kongwen and Kongzhi have not entered the innate realm, they are still stuck on the threshold of the innate realm. What's more, Kongwen and Kongzhi also brought 108 Arhats of Luohan Hall. If the 108 Arhats put Apart from Zhang Sanfeng, no one in the world can defeat Arhat."
"This time, Li Zhige's defeat is certain!"
Zhao Min nodded with a smile, her voice soft and clear, "Yes, this time Li Zhige will fall into disgrace in front of those Shaolin monks. At first he refused to be recruited by my princess, but he was so arrogant. This time, my princess. I want to see how embarrassed he is."
"It's a pity that Li Zhige didn't fall into the hands of this princess, but in the hands of the Han people themselves."
"Master Lu, Master He, Master Ku, and Ah Da, Er, Ah San, let's go and accompany this princess to the south of the Yangtze River!"
Looking at Zhao Min, who was full of energy, talking and laughing freely, I was so nervous that my eyes were wet, but I just thought to myself, "No matter what angle you look at, Min Min is so beautiful. I'm afraid there is no beauty more beautiful than Min Min in the world." ’
Seeing Zhao Min leaving with a group of subordinates, Zha Yadu came to his senses and hurriedly chased him out, "Minmin, wait for me, I will go with you."
Wudang Mountain.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Mo Shenggu packed their luggage and prepared to go down the mountain to Jiangnan.
As soon as he left the mountain gate, Song Yuanqiao's face darkened.
Mo Shenggu looked at the young man and asked with a smile, "Qingshu, if you don't go to practice, what are you doing here?"
Song Qingshu didn't look at his father, walked up to Mo Shenggu, and begged, "Uncle Qi, you go to Jiangnan, take me with you. I also want to participate in this Demon Suppression Conference, so just take me there to learn more." "
Mo Shenggu's eyes were teasing, and he scolded with a smile, "Qingshu, you shamelessly want to follow us to the south of the Yangtze River. It's a lie to have a lot of experience, but it's real to meet the Junior Sister Zhou who you miss so much, right?"
Song Qingshu lowered his head, his face suddenly turned red, and he was so embarrassed.
Yu Lianzhou also laughed and said to Song Yuanqiao, "Brother, although Miss Zhou has some motives, it is undeniable that she is a charming beauty and her behavior is quite decent. It is understandable for Mu Ai, a young scholar. We just Take him with you."
Song Qingshu raised his head, his eyes burning, looking at his father expectantly.
Song Yuanqiao snorted coldly, ignored Song Qingshu, and turned around to go down the mountain.
Song Qingshu secretly clenched his fists and almost didn't jump up. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, seventh uncle, and thank you, second uncle."
Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu smiled and shook their heads.
Song Qingshu's Pei Dian'er Pei Dian'er followed behind the three of them, unable to hide the joy in his eyes.
On the outskirts of Chang'an, in an ancient tomb that has never seen the light of day.
Wang Yuhuan, wearing a willow-green skirt, chirped to Yang Qingqing, "Sister Yang, you know, the world is very lively now."
Yang Qingqing looked cold, shook his head and said, "I don't like to join in the fun, and I'm not interested in the world."
Wang Yuhuan didn't stop and said to himself, "I didn't expect that Li Zhige's big piece of wood had only left the ancient tomb for a year and caused such a big disaster in the world."
Yang Qingqing's ears twitched and she turned to look at Wang Yuhuan.
Wang Yuhuan smiled and said, "Sister Yang, you don't know that after Li Zhige left the ancient tomb with that big piece of wood, he actually went to Emei and beat Master Jiejie to death with his bare hands, which shocked the entire world."
Yang Qingqing's expression was cold and his voice was also cold. He opened his mouth and said to the maid, "Tell me the important thing."
Wang Yuhuan shrank his neck and said, "Li Zhige killed Master Jue and stole the Heavenly Sword of the Emei Sect. The disciples of the Emei Sect wanted to avenge Li Zhige. They went to Wudang first and wanted to ask Master Zhang to come down the mountain to help them. It’s a pity that Master Zhang is in seclusion and the Emei disciples did not see Master Zhang.”
"Later, the disciples of the Emei Sect went to Shaolin and asked Shaolin to provide justice for them."
"The Shaolin monks agreed. Master Kongwen said that Li Zhige was too murderous and committed too much evil, and he had fallen into the devil's way. So Master Kongwen agreed to the Emei disciples and would hold a town hall in Qiantang County. The Magic Conference invites all the people in the world to attend.”
"In Chang'an City, several sects have received invitations from Shaolin and have already set off for Jiangnan."
"It is said that Abbot Kongwen also brought the 108 Arhats of Arhat Hall. I don't know if the 108 Arhats are powerful. Is Li Zhige's big wood a rival?"
"Hey, Sister Yang, I haven't finished speaking yet. Where are you going?"
Wang Yuhuan touched his head and looked at Yang Qingqing, who was walking towards the exit of the ancient tomb, with doubts on his face.
Yang Qingqing was dressed in a yellow shirt. Her face was pale and bloodless, her voice was a bit colder than before, and she answered without turning her head, "I will go to Qiantang to help Li Zhige."
Yang Qingqing walked outside the ancient tomb and murmured softly, "If such a big thing happened, why don't you send someone to the ancient tomb to deliver a letter."
"Sister Yang, are you going to Jiangnan?"
Wang Yuhuan froze on the spot, looking extremely shocked. You must know that Sister Yang rarely even goes out to the ancient tombs. At most, she is active near Chang'an City and has never left Chang'an City.
"Sister Yang, do you know the way to Jiangnan?"
Yang Qingqing suddenly stopped, with a confused look on his face, and asked in a cold voice, "Can't we just go south?"
Wang Yuhuan shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Miss, if you go south, you may not end up in Jiangnan. You will most likely end up in Hainan."
"Besides, if you don't take any money with you when you go out, do you really think you are a god?"
"There's really nothing I can do about you!"
Wang Yuhuan kept complaining, but his hands and feet were very nimble, and he packed some gold and silver into the baggage.
