On the river bank, dark crowds of people walked in groups towards the city gate.
Ma Wei and the disciples of the Giant Whale Gang smiled and greeted the people from all over the world. Since the leader of the Li family entrusted him with such an important task, he would never let the leader of the Li family down.
Song Yuanqiao and other masters from big sects were entertained by Li Zhige personally.
Soon, the crowd dispersed and poured into the city gate. Only Yuan Cai was left alone on the open river bank. He felt as if he had been abandoned by the world.
‘From today onwards, the people of the Haisha Sect will disappear in Jiangnan, and the properties left by the Haisha Sect in Jiangnan will belong to the Giant Whale Gang. ’
Recalling what Li Zhige said, Yuan Cai felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The Haisha sect has been established for nearly a hundred years.
Starting from his great-great-grandfather, he took root in the south of the Yangtze River. Through the development of his grandfather and father for three generations, the Haisha sect finally achieved its current status in the martial arts world.
However, because of that person's words, he had to give up the industry that the Haisha Sect had been operating for a hundred years and leave his hometown.
As for resistance, Yuan Cai didn't think about it and didn't dare to think about it.
Apart from Yuan Cai, there was a group of people who did not leave.
Zhao Min was standing on the bow of a large boat on the river bank. The folding fan in her hand had already been closed, and her pretty face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
Before coming to Jiangnan, Zhao Min still felt a little regretful that Li Zhige would be lost to Shaolin. At that time, Zhao Min was in a happy mood.
Now, seeing Li Zhige break the Shaolin Arhat Formation and Monk Kong Wen begging for death to resolve the grudges, she couldn't be happy at all.
The imaginary scene of a dog biting a dog did not happen.
On the contrary, she felt that the man named Li Zhige was more dangerous.
At this time, everyone could see that Zhao Min was in a bad mood, and no one dared to speak.
The river breeze ruffled everyone's clothes.
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Zhao Min let out a breath, and once again put a smile on her face with a confident smile, and said to the subordinates behind her, "This princess already values Li Zhige enough, but I don't want to underestimate him."
"But he is still a person after all, and he is nothing in front of the court."
Seeing that Zhao Min's mood improved, Zha Yadu became happy and nodded in agreement, "Minmin is right, no matter how powerful Li Zhige's personal force is, he is still a person. If Minmin wants to deal with him, I will Immediately dispatch an army to surround Qiantang and uproot Li Zhige and the Shenquanmen."
Zhao Min ignored Zha Yadu, turned to look at the figure shrouded in black robes, and said in a cold voice, "It's time to put the plan of inciting the major martial arts sects against each other on the agenda. Master Yuanzhen, what do you think about the various martial arts factions?" The Dapai are the most familiar with this matter, and I will leave the people under my command to you. You must handle this matter beautifully."
Yuan Zhen leaned forward slightly and replied in a hoarse voice, "Princess, don't worry, the poor monk will lead people pretending to be members of the Ming Cult to attack the major sects in the martial arts world, which will definitely make the people of the major sects hate the Ming Cult. I believe it won't take long, The princess can see the major factions besieging Guangmingding."
On the big ship, a tall man with long hair shawl was dressed as a tutu. His face was covered with knife marks, hiding his true appearance.
At this moment, Tutuo squinted his eyes, trying not to look strange.
Perhaps it was a woman's first sleep. Zhao Min looked at Ku Toutuo and said with a smile, "Seeing the divine fist Li Zhige displaying his power, my hands are itching. Master Ku, you will accompany me these days." Be with me and teach me martial arts, and you are not allowed to leave even half a step."
Kutoutuo's heart was beating wildly, and he forced himself to calm down, nodding towards Zhao Min, looking happy.
On the official road outside Qiantang City, Zhou Zhiruo raised her long sword and chased after Master Kong Zhi.
Master Kongzhi turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo and said expressionlessly, "Almsgiver Zhou, Shaolin has already lost to Li Zhige, so I don't want to talk about upholding justice for you Emei anymore. Don't follow the poor monk. Where did you come from? Go back somewhere."
Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was weak. She looked at Master Kong Zhi and said sincerely, "This Demon Suppression Conference is supposed to bring justice to Emei. I don't want the villain Li Zhige's martial arts to be so arrogant that Kong Wen will be harmed." Master died in vain, Zhiruo is extremely sorry."
"But Master Kongzhi, we can't just let this matter go! After this demon-suppressing conference, the reputations of Emei and Shaolin sects in the world have begun to decline. If we give up revenge on Li Zhige, what will happen to the world? They will think that I, Emei, are afraid of Li Zhige, and that Shaolin is afraid of Li Zhige.”
"By then, the reputation of Emei and Shaolin will hit rock bottom."
"Master Kong Zhi, the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple, you can't bow your head like this."
Master Kongzhi stopped, his eyes were deep and his expression was calm, and he asked, "Donor Zhou, what exactly do you want to say?"
Zhou Zhiruo saluted Master Kongzhi and said firmly, "I want to go back to Shaolin with Master and implore Shaolin to hold another demon-suppressing conference to suppress Li Zhige."
"Master, think about it, if Shaolin can suppress Li Zhige in front of all the heroes in the world, it will not only avenge the past, but more importantly, it can revive Shaolin's reputation and stabilize Shaolin's status as the master of martial arts."
Master Kongzhi shook his head and said meaningfully, "Donor Zhou, you are eager to avenge your teacher, and I understand your feelings. However, I want to advise you, don't let hatred blind your mind and lead the Emei Sect to a place that will never be restored. situation."
"Master Li is a generation of heroes. It is not a shame to lose to him. A poor monk can afford to lose, and Shaolin's thousand-year-old temple can also afford to lose. Donor Zhou, you are determined to take revenge. The poor monk will not stop you, but don't compare Shaolin with you." Emei tied together."
"Go back to Emei, don't follow the poor monk."
After saying that, Master Kongzhi waved his sleeves and robes to sweep Zhou Zhiruo away, and walked away with dozens of Luohan Hall disciples.
Standing on the side of the road, watching Master Kongzhi and the Luohan Hall disciples walking away, Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face turned blue and white.
Jingxuan came over and asked Zhou Zhiruo, "Junior sister Zhiruo, what should we do now?"
Zhou Zhiruo didn't answer. She looked at Kong Zhi's back bitterly, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.
Ding Minjun stood up and said angrily, "Wudang has lost its reputation and Shaolin has become a decadent loser. They are all afraid of the evil thief Li Zhige and refuse to uphold justice for Emei. Since others cannot be relied upon, we must rely on ourselves."
"Junior sister Zhiruo, please hand over the master's iron ring. When senior sister masters her martial arts, she will definitely kill that evil thief Li Zhige and avenge her master."
Zhou Zhiruo turned her head, her cold eyes gnawing at others, scaring Ding Minjun so much that he took a few steps back.
