Before he finished speaking, Xie Xun interrupted, "I am an old blind man, what kind of leader can I be!"

Then he knelt on his knees and performed a great ceremony, "Xie Xun, the King of the Ming Cult, to protect the teachings, met the leader, but failed to bow in time. I hope the leader will forgive his sins!"

Zhang Wuji was very anxious and knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, saying, "The adoptive father is like my biological father. You must not be so confused. The reason why the child is unwilling to reveal his identity is that he is afraid that his adoptive father will bow to me."

"Nothing nonsense, what's wrong with the rules? The king is the king, and the father is the father. Let's discuss it separately!" As he said that, he insisted on bowing to Zhang Wuji for a little longer before he was willing to give up.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to turn his body to the side, saying that he had received half a courtesy.

After the two of them finished their salute, Murong Fu sucked his hands and smiled, "You father and son have been separated for many years, and today we can reunite. The four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cultivation of Protecting the Tribes are back in the world. Mr. Zhang commands the heroes. It is a blessing to say that three joys are coming!"

Hearing the words "Four Great Dharma Kings of Protecting the Teachings", Xie Xun's expression turned slightly depressed and sighed, "I don't know if Mrs. Han can escape this disaster. By the way, Mr. Murong has decided to fight with the Persian arch-teacher to the end, but what are the plans?"

Murong Fu's face moved slightly, and he pondered for a while, "I'm planning, it's hard to say. It's only a soldier who can block the water and soil. I feel ashamed. I don't understand the other party's background at all."

"This is easy to say," Xie Xun said in time, "The Persian Prime Minister, under the leader, there are the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings..."

As he said that, he told Murong Fu the information he had explained to Zhang Wuji before, and finally added, "As far as I know, generally, among the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, up to three can leave the priest sect at the same time, but the situation is very different this time. The Persian priest priest is dead, and it is difficult to estimate how many people will come."

"How do you know that the leader of the tutor is dead?" Zhao Min suddenly asked.

"What is this girl?" Xie Xun's brows swayed slightly and looked in the direction where the sound came.

"I am..." Zhao Min almost blurted out that he was Princess Dayuan, but immediately remembered that the person in front of him was Dayuan's life and death enemy. If he said it, he would probably have some troubles. When he said it, he changed the words to, "I am just a maid next to Mr. Murong!"

"Excellent, amazing!" Xie Xun was surprised and sighed, "A maid from the Murong family can have such superb internal skills. The Murong family is well-known. The one next to the young master must be Mrs. Zun?"

He had already noticed that in addition to Murong Fu, there was also a master in the room with extremely abundant internal breath. His skills were not inferior to him at all, but his whole body was filled with a sense of femininity. Therefore, he guessed that he was the hostess of the Murong family.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the room looked different. Murong Fu looked at Zhao Min with a smile, and then looked at Zhou Zhiruo. Zhou Zhiruo's face was flushed and he was quite at a loss. However, Zhao Min had no good expression. Why did his identity with Zhou Zhiruo was completely different in the blink of an eye, and he hated Xie Xun for no reason in his heart.

Zhang Wuji was a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained, "The adoptive father, the one sitting next to Mr. Murong is Miss Zhou, the new leader of Emei."

Although Zhou Zhiruo wanted to admit the identity that Xie Xun mentioned, she was full of people and her relationship with Murong Fu was not to be public. She simply said, "Yes, the little girl is not talented. She is Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and is not the mistress of the Murong family..."

When Xie Xun heard the word "Emei", he immediately changed his face and said to Zhang Wuji in a deep voice, "I heard Mrs. Han say that a few months ago, the Emei Sect had gathered six major sects to siege Guangmingding. Is this a matter?"

"Ah!" Zhang Wuji was shocked and couldn't help but curse himself talking too much. He just forgot that Emei and the Ming Cult are great enemies. Although his adoptive father had not yet known the situation, just Dai Qisi's words were enough to make him hate Emei.

Before Zhang Wuji spoke, Zhou Zhiruo said coldly, "Yes, it is indeed the leader of my Emei when we start a war with the Demon Sect. Over the years, the Demon Sect has done countless evil things in the world. The Green-winged Bat King sucks people's blood, no different from the devil. You have even washed away countless sects in the world. Over the years, Yang Xiao's great devil has become more and more powerful, and he has harmed many Emei disciples. Humph, if it weren't for Mr. Murong's sake, I would have already made you different from your head!"

She said it all in a row, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Xie Xun was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Xie Xun did a lot of evil things back then. They couldn't find me, so they had to go to Guangmingding. This was also blamed for me, but why was the grudge between Yang Zuozeng and the Emei Sect? As far as I know, Yang Zuozeng was definitely not a person who would make trouble for nothing."

"Hmph!" Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly and did not answer.

A complex look flashed across Zhang Wuji's face, and he whispered in Xie Xun's ear, "It's such an adopted father..."

Then he briefly told the story between Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao in Emei.

After hearing this, Xie Xun was speechless for a long time. After a while, he got up and bent down to bow to Zhou Zhiruo, "Xie is reckless in this matter. I'm sorry for it. If the girl has any resentment, she can come to me. I promise not to fight back!"

"Entertainment Father!" Zhang Wuji was shocked and hurriedly jumped to Xie Xun and bowed, "Miss Zhou...Miss Zhou, the father is debted and the son is paying it back. If you really want to take action against the adoptive father, you will be borne by the next generation."

"Oh, there's a good show now. The Dragon Slaying Sword is against the Yitian Sword. I don't know who is more powerful." Zhao Min clapped and praised her, looking like she was not afraid of the big deal, and even pointed out the Yitian Sword and was in Zhou Zhiruo's hand.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart was slightly moved. Should she take this opportunity to snatch the Dragon Slaying Sword? Yu Guang glanced at Murong Fu, but saw that he was also like an old god, as if he had nothing to do with him.

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Zhiruo finally shook her head and said coldly, "The only one who has a grudge against Emei is Yang Xiao and his minions, and has nothing to do with you."

"This..." Xie Xun was stunned, feeling a little regretful. He heard that the Yitian Sword was in Zhou Zhiruo's hands and wanted to fight with her first, regardless of winning or losing, and then commit suicide. Unexpectedly, his plan was lost. However, since he learned about the whereabouts of the Yitian Sword, he was not without a chance.

Because he has been comprehending the Dragon Slaying Sword on a deserted island for more than 20 years, he has never been able to understand the mystery. He can't help but guess that the Heavenly Sword is as famous as the Dragon Sword. Is it necessary to gather the swords before it can be cracked? This time he will return to the Central Plains with Dai Qisi, which may not be without the reason for the Heavenly Sword.

Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and said that just now, he was really afraid that Zhou Zhiruo would take action. When he thought of suddenly showing mercy to deal with it, his thoughts changed, "Does she still remember the one-time encounter between Hanshui?"

For a moment, everyone was thinking differently, and Murong Fu brought the topic back, "Everyone, now the enemy is in front of us, we should work together to send someone to the Persian archdiocese first and then say something else."

"Mr. Murong's words are reasonable," Zhang Wuji agreed, "Now everyone is on the same boat, and the grievances in the past will be released for the time being. Before retreating from the enemy, I am willing to obey Mr. Murong's orders."

"So too!" Xie Xun added. Although Zhang Wuji intentionally or unintentionally excluded him, he really wanted to do his part for Dai Qisi.

"I'm fine!" Zhou Zhiruo said lightly.

"That's good. During this period, if I find someone making any small moves, don't blame me for being ruthless!" As he said that, Murong Fuyi glanced at Zhao Min with some point.

Among the people present, Zhou Zhiruo was not worried. Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji thought that there would be no trouble in Dai Qisi's affairs. The only one in the room that he could not understand was Zhao Min.

Zhao Min knew what Murong Fu meant, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across her face, but she didn't say much.

"Mr. Murong, can I come in?" At this time, Dai Qisi's voice came from outside the room.

Murong Fu's expression moved, "Please come in!"

"I want to talk to the young master alone, is that okay?" As soon as Dai Qisi entered the room, her eyes stopped for a moment on Xie Xun, and then looked at Murong Fu and said.

"Then Xie will take his leave first!" Xie Xun pondered for a moment, then stood up and said.

Once he left, Zhang Wuji would not stay.

"President Zhou, you..."

Before Murong Fu finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo got up on his own and walked out.

Although Zhao Min was unwilling to do so, she couldn't find any excuse to stay at this moment, so she had to leave the house in anger.

After a while, only Murong Fu and Dai Qisi were left in the room, plus a seriously injured and unconscious Spider, and a Huiyue Envoy who could not move.

Murong Fu bounced his fingers and a force penetrated into Huiyue's body, and she fell asleep.

"Is there anything I can say!" Murong Fu said lightly.

"Mr. Murong, I want to ask you, how did you know my identity?" Dai Qisi was silent for a moment, and asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"Do you tell you that I knew this history?" Murong Fu said in his heart, but said, "This is not difficult. The Murong family has rich martial arts classics, and some of them introduce Persian martial arts. It mentioned that there is a Zoroastrianism in Persia. The position of the leader can only be inherited by a woman, and must also be an unmarried virgin..."

Murong Fu couldn't think of any words, so he had to blame him again on the mysterious "martial arts collection" at home, and said it again, seven points true and three points false.

Dai Qisi didn't care at first, but when she heard the words "Zoroastrianism", she immediately became serious. It was not until Murong Fu finished speaking that she sighed slightly, "No wonder the young master was able to defeat the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue within a few moves. It turned out that the young master had even been involved in Persian martial arts. The Murong family's extensive martial arts can be seen from this. And the Zoroastrianism you mentioned was the predecessor of the Persian Ming Cult."

But Murong Fu curled his lips secretly. In addition to his profound skills, the main reason why he was able to defeat the Three Envoys of Fengyun and Yue was that he had been observing the other side for a long time and had long been expected of the flaws of the three of them, and he could do it with just a move like thunder.
Chapter completed!