On the mountainside of Songshan Mountain, everyone's attention turned to Zhu Yuanzhang.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang is the protagonist.
Because he brought 20,000 elite soldiers and surrounded the mountainside of Songshan Mountain.
Facing Zhu Yuanzhang's question, Zhang Wuji had no questions and was not in the mood to answer. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Wuji only wanted to be a Taoist boy in Wudang Mountain, and never thought of becoming the leader of the Ming Cult.
But Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian and others were furious.
When Zhang Wuji was young, he sent Yang Buhui to sit on Wangfeng. Yang Xiao sincerely supported Zhang Wuji as the leader. Wei Yixiao became obsessed with practicing Ice Palm, and it was Zhang Wuji who used Nine Yang Qi to resolve the cold poison for him. Wei Yixiao also sincerely supported Zhang Wuji.
As for Yin Tianzheng, Zhang Wuji is his grandson, so he naturally fully supports Zhang Wuji.
Most of the rebel armies in the world are from the Ming religion.
Now that the situation in Yuanting is over, it can be seen that the position of leader is equivalent to the throne.
As the leader of the Mingjiao branch, Zhu Yuanzhang was already committing the following offense by questioning the Mingjiao leader Wuji in this way. Moreover, Zhu Yuanzhang usually did not listen to the orders of the leader and had thoughts of rebellion.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang no longer concealed his ambitions, and unknowingly attracted the Five Elements Flag.
Li Zhige glanced at Zhang Wuji, then at Zhu Yuanzhang, and stood aside without speaking.
First of all, Li Zhige was not interested in the throne, otherwise he would have raised his flag of rebellion long ago. Secondly, this is an internal matter within Mingjiao and has nothing to do with him, Li Zhige.
Zhao Min looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with angry eyes, walked out slowly, and replied in a clear voice, "Yes, Zhao Min is a Mongolian, but I have given up my identity as the princess and have nothing to do with Yuanting anymore. Master Zhu Tan , if you want to use the identity of Princess Zhao Min to force Zhang Wuji to abdicate, then you have made the wrong idea. "
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, "I'm asking Master Zhang, why are you, an outsider, interrupting?"
Zhao Min had a sharp tongue, but he couldn't please Zhu Yuanzhang, a powerful man.
Under the protection of Xu Da and other soldiers, Zhu Yuanzhang took a step forward again. With an aura about him, an aura of being in a high position, he sneered and asked, "Master Zhang, please answer my subordinate's question, who are you?" Do you want a king or a beauty?"
Faced with Zhu Yuanzhang's persecution, Zhang Wuji finally reacted. He raised his head and asked coldly, "What if I want a country? What if I want a beauty?"
At this time, Zhang Wuji had a bad temper. Zhu Yuanzhang was frightened by Zhang Wuji's momentum and subconsciously took two steps back. He has not forgotten that this leader Zhang has unparalleled martial arts skills. If Leader Zhang has murderous intentions, the soldiers around him may not be able to protect him.
Even though Zhang Wuji can't do a few moves under Li Zhige, in fact Zhang Wuji is also a ceiling-level figure in the martial arts world. There is no problem in calling him the third in the world.
Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down a little and said calmly, "Master Zhang, if you want the country, kill this Mongolian witch. My brothers will still obey you. If you want a beauty, then give up the position of leader."
Zhang Wuji stood up, carried Xie Xun's body behind him, and said in frustration, "From today on, Zhang Wuji will step down as the 30th Western leader of the Ming Cult. Brothers of the Ming Cult, please choose someone else."
With that said, Zhang Wuji carried Xie Xun's body and walked out of the crowd.
Yang Xiao and others sighed heavily.
Yin Tianzheng was also a bit older, but he didn't persuade him too much. Everyone could see that Zhang Wuji really had no intention of continuing to be the leader.
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily and said, "Have a good trip, Master Zhang! Make way for Master Zhang and send him off respectfully."
As Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, 20,000 elite soldiers said in unison, "Congratulations to Master Zhang!"
Twenty thousand elite soldiers spoke together, and Songshan Mountain seemed to be shaken.
Zhao Min glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang bitterly and chased Zhang Wuji away from the hillside of Songshan Mountain.
Li Zhige glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang meaningfully and said with a smile, "Brother Zhu, Li thought you would become a big deal earlier. Now it seems that you have really become a big deal."
Facing Li Zhige, Zhu Yuanzhang did not dare to be arrogant, and respectfully raised his hands and said, "Yuan Zhang pays homage to Master Li. Compared with Master Li's power over the martial arts world, Yuan Zhang's prestige is nothing."
Li Zhige shook his head and said nothing, looking at Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu, "Yunxiao, Xiaoniu, it's time for us to go."
Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu quickly ran out and followed Li Zhige.
Shi Hongshi also stood up and shouted, "Uncle Li, wait for me, I will go down the mountain with you."
Watching Li Zhige leave, Zhu Yuanzhang had gloomy eyes and a sneer on his face.
Whether it is Li Zhige or Zhang Sanfeng, sooner or later one day he will make all these proud warriors bow their heads to him.
Abbot Kongzhi said loudly towards Li Zhige's back, "Shaolin sends you to Master Li."
Xie Xun died, Zhang Wuji left, Li Zhige also left, and the people who came to Songshan to participate in this grand event began to disperse in twos and threes.
Song Yuanqiao and others said goodbye to Abbot Kongzhi.
Next, the world was rarely peaceful for a few years, but most of the world was spreading rumors that Master Zhang was old and that Li Zhige, the divine boxer, was the real number one in the world.
Of course, some people retorted, saying that since Li Zhige is the best in the world, why don't he challenge Master Zhang in Wudang?
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
This year was the first year of Hongwu, and Li Zhige was already eleven years old.
Even though Xi is eleven years old, Li Zhige still looks like a thirty-year-old young man.
In Qiantang County, the Divine Fist Sect has been renovated, the mansion has become more impressive, and the number of disciples has grown to over a hundred.
Now, Lin Yunxiao is twenty-eight years old and has begun to accept apprentices, and Li Zhige has become a master-level figure.
The entire Divine Fist Sect was completely bare, and the people who came and went almost trampled the threshold of the Divine Fist Sect.
Today is the day of great mourning for the Divine Fist Sect.
Li Zhige knelt in the mourning hall wearing mourning, looking at the coffin parked, his face full of emotion.
Uncle Han Maofei passed away a few days ago at the age of seventy-three.
Seventy years of life are rare in ancient times, and not every old man can live to be over a hundred years old like Zhenren Zhang.
The uncle has lived to this age safely, so Li Zhige has nothing to be sad about.
Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu knelt behind Li Zhige. The two of them are the heirs of Li Zhige's mantle. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are half sons of Li Zhige.
Wang Xiaoniu is now nineteen years old and is extremely strong, but his dark and rough face is in sharp contrast to Lin Yunxiao's fair and straight face.
After his uncle was buried and all the people who came to express condolences were sent away, Li Zhige called Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu to him.
Looking at the two disciples in front of him, Li Zhige fell into memories.
That year, Wang Xiaoniu was only six years old and Lin Yunxiao was only fifteen. In the blink of an eye, the two of them could stand alone in the world.
Lin Yunxiao was twenty-eight years old. He looked at his master who was lost in memories and asked in a deep voice, "Master, but what magical skills have you figured out and want to teach us?"
Li Zhige came back to his senses and cursed with a smile, "I have taught you all what I should teach you as a teacher. I didn't hide any secrets. How can I teach you any magical skills?"
Lin Yunxiao also laughed.
This is the master.
He hadn't heard his master scold him in the past few days, and he felt a little uncomfortable all over.
Li Zhige suppressed his smile, looked at the two Yibo disciples with a serious expression, and said in a serious tone, "Yunxiao, Xiaoniu, how long have you two been under my sect?"
Lin Yunxiao scratched the back of his head and asked doubtfully, "Master, why are you asking these questions?"
Wang Xiaoniu took a step forward and replied respectfully, "Master, it has been ten years since this disciple and senior brother started practicing."
Li Zhige nodded.
Ten Western years, this time is a bit long.
Looking at the two disciples with satisfaction, Li Zhige continued, "Yunxiao, Xiaoniu, my master will go to Wudang to challenge Master Zhang in the near future. Before I leave, I plan to pass the Divine Fist Sect into your hands. ”
"In order to prevent you from saying that Master is partial, the two of you have had a competition. The winner will be the master of the Divine Fist Sect. The loser is not allowed to complain!"
Hearing Li Zhige's words, Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu looked at each other. They panicked and knelt down in front of Li Zhige with a plop.
"Master, you are in the prime of life and have unparalleled magical skills. It is not a problem to live for another two hundred years. Why are you in such a hurry to pass on the Divine Fist Sect to your disciples?"
"This disciple is still young, I'm afraid he won't be able to shoulder the responsibility of the Divine Fist Sect."
Lin Yunxiao was a little panicked. He heard the meaning of his master's instructions in his tone.
Wang Xiaoniu looked at Li Zhige and said firmly, "Master, this time you go to Wudang, my disciples believe that you will definitely defeat Master Zhang. Let's talk about the inheritance of the Shenquan Sect later. There is no way that the disciples will die of old age, but Master, you are still alive. It’s going to be fine.”
"Master Zhang is already 126 years old this year. Master, you will definitely live longer than Master Zhang."
Li Zhige shook his head and said with a smile, "Yunxiao, Xiaoniu, I have made up my mind as a teacher. You don't need to say anything more. Today, you two will decide the outcome, so I can leave with peace of mind."
After speaking, Li Zhige looked around.
He had stayed at the Divine Fist Sect for twenty years, and now it was time to leave.
But before leaving this world, he had to meet Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain.
