A master at the master level suddenly appeared in the Ruyang Palace, which surprised Fan Yao, who was the right envoy of the Ming Cult.
He spent a lot of energy to find out the details of the visitor.
The hard work paid off, and he was finally found out.
Wuxing’s background is quite impressive!
Grandfather Wu Santong was the apprentice of Master Yideng. His father, Wu Dunru, was a disciple of Guo Jing and Guo Daxia. My uncle is Yeluqi, the former leader of the Beggar Clan.
Xiangyang city was destroyed, Guo Jing and his wife died in the city, Yeluqi defected to Kublai Khan, and Wu Dunru also defected to Mongolia under the persuasion of his wife Yeluyan.
After receiving a large bounty, Wu Dunru took his wife and son to live in seclusion in the Western Regions.
In order to obtain the key to the Yiyang Zhixin technique, Yeluqi agreed to Yeluyan's request and accepted Wu Xing as his disciple.
Wu Xing is particularly talented in practicing Yinhan Kung Fu.
The Bibo Ice Palm and Yiyin Finger that Yeluqi taught him were not only profound, but also improved on the original basis, making the Bibo Ice Palm and Yiyang Finger more feminine, unpredictable, and colder!
"How do you know so much?"
Lu Qingyun somewhat doubted the authenticity of the news.
"I found out the first half, and the second half was accidentally revealed by the princess. This information should be correct." Fan Yao said with a serious expression.
Lu Qingyun suddenly wanted to laugh.
Wherever he appears, this Mongolian lackey will definitely appear.
Dongfang Bai and Xuan Ming, the Taoist priests of Baishu, Yeluqi, and now Wuxing appear again, seem to have stabbed the Mongolian doghouse.
What's even more strange is that these people all died in his hands first or indirectly, and he seemed to have become a professional hoe.
"Master Lu, if you want to save the six major sects, you must get rid of Wuxing."
"Why is this?" Lu Qingyun didn't quite understand, "I can lead him away, and it shouldn't be a problem to deal with other people with your skills."
"Both King Ruyang and Princess Zhao Min trust Wuxing very much, and the antidote for Shixiang Ruanjin Powder is in him."
"Without an antidote, even if the six major sects escape Wan'an Temple, they cannot escape Dadu."
After hearing Fan Yao's explanation, Lu Qingyun realized that this Wu Xing was really a key figure.
Without killing him, all rescue operations will not proceed smoothly.
No wonder the six major sects have not been rescued for so long.
"Senior Brother Wuji, if we want to take action, how will your injuries be?"
"no problem."
Zhang Wuji slapped his chest loudly.
"Okay, let's find a way to trick Wuxing out of the capital tomorrow."
Since Wu Xing is Yelu Qi's apprentice, his cultivation level must not have reached the level of a great master.
It shouldn't be a big problem if he, Zhang Wuji and a few masters from Mingjiao can kill Wu Xing.
"Okay, let King Wei Bat show his face when the time comes, and we will definitely be able to lure Wuxing out."
A smile appeared on Yang Xiao's face.
Wei Yixiao had been staying outside Dadu these days to avoid Wu Xing, and he was probably feeling depressed.
"Okay, let's capture Wuxing tomorrow and rescue the six major sects. But before that, I would like to ask Commander Fan to find a way to take me to Wan'an Tower tonight."
Fan Yao's identity will inevitably not be trusted by everyone in the six sects. Lu Qingyun feels that it is still necessary to enter Wan'an Tower to prepare for the rescue tomorrow.
He now seemed to be the leader of everyone, taking over Zhang Wuji's command.
Zhang Wuji didn't feel like he had been deprived of power at all. He was not a person who was good at making decisions, but now that someone was taking over his command, he felt much more relaxed.
Fan Yao frowned.
Wan'an Temple is heavily guarded, and there is no reason to bring strangers into Wan'an Pagoda. If this reaches Zhao Min's ears, it will be troublesome and may affect tomorrow's plan.
After thinking for a long time, he came up with a plan, "Master Lu is going to Wan'an Pagoda, so I have to ask you to help me carry my bedroll."
"It's okay, don't talk about carrying bedrolls, you can carry anything."
Lu Qingyun waved his hand nonchalantly, as long as he could get in.
"Then without further ado, let's leave now."
Fan Yao did not delay, and raised her fist towards Zhang Wuji, "Master, please leave first."
"It's an important matter, and everything can be done with your help."
Zhang Wuji took Yang Xiao and sent Lu Qingyun and Fan Yao out of the small courtyard.
Fan Yao took the bedroll and a change of clothes, and walked all the way to introduce the situation in the tower to Lu Qingyun.
"The Wan'an Pagoda is thirteen feet high. The upper three floors are dedicated to Buddha statues, Buddhist scriptures, relics and other objects. No one can live there.
The tenth floor is where Wu Xing lives. The ninth floor was originally the residence of Mr. You and I act.
The Taoist priests of the Wudang Sect were imprisoned on the eighth floor. Shaolin and Emei Pass are on the seventh floor.
In the past six months, Zhao Min has been forcing the six major sects to surrender to the court and hand over the secrets of the exercises, and his methods have become violent. "
After Lu Qingyun got a general understanding, he messed up his bun. He took the bedroll and put it on his shoulder, "Master Ku, is there any flaw in my outfit?"
After Fan Yao looked up and down, he took out an old piece of clothing and handed it over.
Lu Qingyun immediately knew where the flaw was.
The clothes he wore were made of fine materials, which obviously conflicted with the clothes of the servants.
Without hesitation, he took off his young master's robe and put on a servant's short shirt, then pretended to follow Fan Yao towards Wan'an Temple.
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The seventh floor of Wan'an Tower.
Miejie Shitai has not eaten for six days and is very weak. Her deadline is not far away.
She knew that they had been imprisoned in the Wan'an Pagoda for more than half a year. The Mongols did not kill them, but provided them with good food and drink every day, and forced them to compete in martial arts from time to time, just to get the Emei Kung Fu.
At first, there was no excuse, but as time went by, Zhao Min, that vicious woman, seemed to have lost her patience, and began to use vicious methods.
He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun Sect, refused to surrender and refused to hand over the Kunlun Liangyi Swordsmanship. Two of his fingers had been cut off.
It will be Emei's turn next time. Master Miejie knows that she can't escape.
She could not endure this humiliation in her life, so she decided to die to make her ambition clear.
He glanced at the disciples and found that only Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo could take over as masters.
Ding Minjun entered the industry earlier than Zhou Zhiruo, but his talent and temperament were too poor to bear the heavy responsibility of being the leader.
On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo has good talent and temperament, but her skills are still shallow and she started later than Ding Minjun. She is afraid that she will not be able to convince the public.
"well!"
Master Miejie sighed heavily. If Emei was as outstanding as a Wudang disciple, she wouldn't have to worry so much.
Everyone in the third generation of Wudang is a genius. If you give her any one, Emei will definitely be prosperous in the future.
Thinking of the third generation of Wudang and the current Mingjiao leader Wuji, Master Miejie frowned.
His disciple Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have developed an unusual relationship with him.
Miejie hates the Ming Cult most, and his beloved disciple Ji Xiaofu was originally the best candidate to be the next head of Emei.
She was bewitched by Yang Xiao, openly disobeying her orders, and even wanted to die for him.
Annihilation would never allow something like this to happen again in Emei, and looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
"Zhiruo, come to my teacher."
