Chapter 145: Worshipping the Mountain (Part II)

"Ahh

"It turns out that the current sect leader of the Ming Sect is so young, he still looks like a teenager! Man, so young! ”

"What Mingjiao? That's the Demon Cult! ”

"Uh......"

The cold wind blew, accompanied by the whispers of the people watching the rivers and lakes around. Especially after observing a part, some of them discovered the other characters hidden in the ranks of the Ming Sect.

"Huh? That young man I seem to have seen somewhere! ”

"Oh? Who's coming? ”

"I remember, it's from Huashan!"

As soon as these words came out, coupled with the tone of sudden realization, the surroundings of this person suddenly quieted down.

Huashan faction?

Huashan Pai !!

Don't!

Recalling the information that circulated on the rivers and lakes before, it seems that the six famous factions in the world should be called the five factions, or find an existence that can replace the Huashan faction.

Mingjiao has already made a move on the right path.

Combined with what others said before, they invariably began to agree with those words in their hearts, adding weight to that rumor again.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who was like a storyteller before was also stunned when he heard this, and a trace of joy flashed on his face, and then he continued: "Do you know? In order to welcome the sudden arrival of the Demon Sect this time, even the head of the Emei faction, the extermination master, also came to Wudang Mountain. ”

This 'secret' came out as soon as it came out, and the people around him all had a look of sudden realization.

There are expectations, and there are apprehensions.

Human nature has changed, but it has begun to change in the onlookers.

After the time of a stick of incense.

The people in the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain can only raise their heads to look at the back that disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

They wanted to go up the mountain to watch, but they didn't have the qualifications, let alone the courage.

Especially in the side tips of the middle-aged man from time to time, the name of the Demon Sect of Mingjiao began to slowly take root in the hearts of everyone, leaving a seed of doubt.

They hesitated.

I wanted to go up the mountain, but I hesitated.

Not only that, but the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain even prevented many of them from mixing with the people in the rivers and lakes who wanted to go to the theater.

Some people in the rivers and lakes want to lose their temper, stir up everyone's emotions, and oppress the Wudang faction with everyone's strength, but today...... These people who uphold the so-called justice are disappointed.

Not to mention whether these people work together or not, the Wudang Clan alone is not something that ordinary people can provoke. Not to mention the Mingjiao who inexplicably took the name of the Demon Sect on his back.

Years ago.

There are many people who have also been on Wudang Mountain.

There, they strengthened the momentum of 'justice' and forced Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to death.

in the crowd.

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

The situation seemed to be developing beyond his expectations.

It's not that it's progressing too slowly, it's that it's going too fast.

Or maybe it's too good!

Everyone is on guard and hesitating, everyone wants to see today's Mingjiao Mountain Worship Wudang Sect's grand event, but no one wants to be the first bird.

Especially after seeing the muttering words of the people in the rivers and lakes next to him, and the change in expression, the middle-aged man couldn't cry or laugh.

This task of their own......

Involuntarily rubbed his eyebrows, he only felt a little pain in his forehead.

……

On the way up the mountain.

The Wudang disciples along the way all treated each other with great courtesy.

This situation made many of the accompanying Ming Sect disciples and masters feel a touch of pride in their hearts.

What is the status of the Wudang faction in the rivers and lakes?

It has the name of Mount Tai Beidou in the martial arts, and coexists with the Shaolin Temple of Buddhism, and it is dominant.

Can be ...... today

For the first time, the Wudang faction used a big gift.

This is a kind of luck and a kind of testimony for Mingjiao.

On the road,

The Blue-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao was chatting with the White-eyed Eagle King.

"Wudang has always been gentle, and it is the first time I have seen such a posture as today."

"I really have the qualifications to compete with the Shaolin Temple, instead of having an empty reputation like before, but I don't have the corresponding posture."

It is said that they are young and frivolous, and the same is true of sects.

"How?"

Noticing that the White-eyed Eagle King was a little distracted, the Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled and changed the topic very casually, "Are you worried about your grandson?" ”

“……”

Turning around, Yin Tianzheng glanced at the blue-winged bat king who had been chattering like a sparrow all the way, and had no intention of answering the other party's question, but sighed involuntarily.

Last time.

happened to such a major event as the Wudang faction, and that was when his daughter and Zhang Cuishan returned to Wudang.

And the result is ......

Because of the golden lion king Xie Xun, because of the secret of the dragon slaying knife, Su Su and Zhang Cuishan committed suicide together. And this is the result of being persecuted by other people who have nothing to do with the rivers and lakes.

That's today......

Or because of Xie Xun's hiding place, because of the secret of the Dragon Slayer Knife.

Can grandson Zhang Wuji hide it?

Right now, the white-eyed eagle king Yin Tianzheng only felt that his heart was very tired, and in his heart, he only begged Zhang Sanfeng, a senior martial artist, to keep this secret.

White-haired people send black-haired people, which is one of the saddest things in the world.

Sect Leader Yue!

Just wait for today's final result.

In his heart, the white-eyed eagle king thought so.

Meanwhile.

Yamashita.

After seeing the Mingjiao people completely disappear from the end of sight, the middle-aged man's face became sad.

Is his current mission now too good, or has he been discovered something?

His eyes swept around, and when everyone's attention was not on him, the middle-aged man had quietly walked out of the crowd at some point.

His temporary mission was complete.

All that remains is to wait for these people to pass on to me, and I to pass on his.

Soon.

After leaving the crowd, the middle-aged man came to a hidden place in a mountain col.

There, he met his connector.

It was an obese man in plain clothes.

The meat whirred, almost fattened into a ball.

When he saw the middle-aged man, the meaty man asked a strange question: "How is the matter...... Ay? What's going on on your face? ”

In sight.

The middle-aged man's forehead appeared at the center of his eyebrows at some point from top to bottom, as if someone had been pumped with a wicker, and the middle-aged man was scratching it with his hand while carefully turning the way.

"Huh?"

"It's nothing, I just don't know why, it's a little itchy!"

The middle-aged man said indifferently, and the movements of his hands did not stop.

"It's not!"

The fat man's expression was slightly condensed, and he directly interrupted the other party's words, saying, "You have a ...... in your eyebrows and nose Well???!!! Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the middle-aged man's nails had accidentally scratched his skin and scratched the red mark.

In a flash.

A bright drop of blood oozed from the broken skin.

“!!!”

Looking down at the blood stained on his fingers, when he raised his head, the middle-aged man was about to say something, only to feel a huge pain overwhelm him, and his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness.

Before falling into darkness, he saw the most eerie scene of his life.

He saw his back with both eyes.

Blood splattered.

It was like a rain of blood.

In the middle of the stream, the obese man was dyed transparently.

With his mouth slightly open, he just stood in place, looking at his subordinates in a daze, and without finishing a word in front of him, he was inexplicably neatly divided into two halves.

"This!"

"This ...... What the hell is this?! ”