Chapter 215 The world view has quietly changed

After Yang Xiao and others finished speaking, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt his right index finger tremble, and a stream of cold air flowed into his body from his fingertips. His body suddenly shivered, and he was immediately chilled from head to toe.

Zhou Dian could only hear Zhou Dian and others shouting curses together, saying: "The stinky thief is bald, he actually cheated!"

Zhang Wuji's whole body was trembling, and he already understood in his heart that although Yuan Zhen had lost the ability to move, he could still lift his fingers and put them in front of his "Yutang Point".

Zhang Wuji was troubled by the fact that he could not see him performing this move through the cloth bag. He pointed and the two fingertips touched each other, and the power of Yuan Zhen's "Huan Yin Finger" had been transmitted into his body through the cloth bag.

This time Yuan Zhen forced all the remaining internal energy in his body to his fingers. After the two fingers touched him, he suddenly felt paralyzed and his face turned pale, like a zombie.

Originally there were only eight people in the hall who were injured and unable to move, but now there was another Zhang Wuji.

Zhou Dian was the most irritable. Although he was out of breath when talking, he still kept yelling at the Shaolin thief Tutu for being treacherous and shameless.

However, Yang Xiao and others thought that it was not Yuan Zhen's fault. It was understandable that the enemy wanted to attack his acupuncture points and he stretched out his hands to defend himself.

Yuan Zhen was exhausted for a moment, but he secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking: "This guy is young and has so much skill. After being hit by the Phantom Yin Finger, I expected him to die in less than half a day and scatter on his own."

The true energy will gradually gather after an hour, and then you will still be in a situation where you can do whatever you want."

Silence returned to the hall. After more than half an hour, the four candles were extinguished one by one, and the hall suddenly became dark.

Yang Xiao waited as he listened to Yuan Zhen's breathing changing from intermittent to steady, from heavy to heavy, and knew that the true energy in his body was condensing. However, as soon as he did some exercise, the ice-like cold air from the Phantom Yin Finger immediately invaded his Dantian.

, making him tremble uncontrollably.

The more they thought about it, the more desperate they became, feeling extremely uncomfortable in their hearts. Instead, they began to hope that Yuan Zhen could recover his skills as soon as possible. It would be better to give each of them a slap and beat them to death happily than to suffer such endless torture.

Leng Qian, Zhou Dian and others simply closed their eyes and waited for death, which was quite refreshing, but Bu Bu and Peng Yingyu were very worried.

Among the Wusan people, it can be said that both Peng Yingyu and Peng Yingyu are monks, but these two are the most ambitious, care the most about the suffering of the world, and are determined to do something great.

At this time, the situation has been decided. In the end, I am afraid that I will have to die at the hands of Yuan Zhen, and everyone's life ambitions will be in vain.

He couldn't say he smiled sadly and said: "Monk Peng, we tried our best to deal with the Mongolian Tatars in the north, but in the end it was all in vain. Alas, I think the people living in the north are still suffering and have to suffer.

"

Zhang Wuji held a stream of heat in his Dantian to resist the coldness of Huanyin Finger, but he could not help but hear these words clearly. He couldn't help but wonder: "He said he wanted to deal with the Mongolian Tatars? Could it be that the notorious Demon Cult,

Do you really think about the people of the world?"

I just heard Peng Yingyu let out a long sigh and said: "I can't say it. I have said it before. With the power of our Ming Cult alone, we are no match for the Mongolian Tatars. We must contact the heroes from all over the world and work together to achieve something. You

Senior brother Bang Hu and my junior brother Zhou Ziwang led the army to attack the Hulu in the north. Even with such a vigorous momentum, they were still completely defeated in the end. Isn't it because there was no foreign aid?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhou Dian curled his lips speechlessly and said: "Death is imminent, but you two thieves are still distinguishing each other. One said that the Ming sect should be the main one, and the other said that he should contact the famous sect.

I've seen it all, and it's all bullshit! Our Mingjiao is torn apart and has no master. It's a fucking fart! Monk Peng wants to contact the famous sects, and it's the most fart, the worst of all. The six sects are encircling us. We

It’s useless to contact them.”

Taoist Tieguan shook his head helplessly and interjected: "If Master Yang is still alive, we will definitely beat the six sects into obedience. Why worry about them not listening to our orders."

When Zhou Dian heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The farts made by cows with hairy noses are extremely smelly. If Master Yang is alive, everything will be easy to handle. Who doesn't know this? You need to say it."

When he opened his mouth to laugh, his breath was gone, and the cold air from Huanyin's fingers penetrated directly into his heart and lungs, causing him to scream in pain.

When Leng Qian saw this, he quickly reminded everyone: "Shut up!" After he finished speaking, everyone immediately became quiet.

Zhang Wuji's thoughts were rising and falling, and he thought to himself: "It seems that the Mingjiao sect contains many twists and turns, and is not just an evil heretic who only does bad things."

After thinking about it, he asked curiously: "I can't tell you, Master, what is the purpose of your religion? Can you tell me?"

He couldn't help but silently looked at Zhang Wuji who was in Qiankun's air bag, and said: "Ha, are you not dead yet? Little brother, you lost your life for the Mingjiao inexplicably, and we are very sorry. Anyway, you have only been alive for a few hours.

Good job, the secret of this religion is that it doesn’t matter if I tell you, Mr. Cold Face, don’t you think so?”

Leng Qian nodded and said, "Say!"

He couldn't say: "Little brother, our Mingjiao originated from Persia. It was spread to China in the Tang Dynasty. It was called Zoroastrianism at that time. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty built Dayun Guangming Temple in various places as the temple of our Mingjiao. Our teachings are to do good and avoid evil.

, All living beings are equal. If you have gold and silver, you should help the poor. You should not eat meat or drink, and worship the Mingzun. The Mingzun is the God of Fire and the God of Goodness. It is only because corrupt officials in the past dynasties have oppressed our religion.

Brothers are not angry and often start troubles. I can’t count the number of times since the leader of Fang La Fang in the Northern Song Dynasty."

Zhang Wuji had also heard of Fang La's name and knew that he was one of the "Four Great Bandits" during the Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty. He was as famous as Song Jiang, Wang Qing, Tian Hu and others, so he asked: "So Fang La is the leader of your sect?"

Unable to explain, he nodded and said: "Yes, during the Jianyan period of the Southern Song Dynasty, the leader Wang Zongshi revolted in Xinzhou, during the Shaoxing period the leader Yu Wupo revolted in Hengzhou, and during the Lizong Shaoding period there was the leader Zhang Sanqiang in Jiangxi.

, the uprising occurred in Guangdong, just because our religion has always been in opposition to the imperial government, the imperial court said that we were a 'devil sect' and strictly prohibited us. In order to survive, we had to act secretly and strangely to avoid the eyes and ears of the government.

The religion has accumulated grudges and turned into enemies. Of course, among the members of this religion, it is inevitable that there are occasionally those who do not check themselves and do evil things. They rely on their martial arts to kill innocent people indiscriminately and commit adultery and plunder.

As a result, the reputation of this sect has been declining like a river."

Yang Xiao suddenly smiled coldly and interrupted: "I can't tell, are you talking about me?"

Saiba curled his lips and said: "My name is 'Speak', and I don't say anything that is unspeakable. Everyone does things, and everyone understands it for himself. This is called a dumb man eating wontons, knowing what he knows."

Yang Xiao snorted and said nothing.

Zhang Wuji was suddenly startled: "Ahem, why did the chill in my body suddenly disappear?"

It was extremely cold when he was in junior high school, but after a while, the coldness had disappeared without a trace.

It turned out that when he was ten years old, he was poisoned by the "Xuanming Divine Palm", and it was not purified until he was seventeen years old. During these seven years, he fought against the cold poison in his body day and night, and his luck in resisting the cold was no longer in control of his breathing.

, it happens in a blink of an eye, without any thought, it comes naturally.

What's more, although he has not yet perfected the Nine-Yang Divine Art and has not passed the final test, the yang energy in his body is already extremely abundant, and after a short time, the yin poison has been completely driven away.

He only heard that he could not continue: "Our sect has always been responsible for fighting against the barbarians. It is a pity that in recent years, the Ming sect has been leaderless. In order to compete for the position of leader, the masters in the sect have fought against each other. Some of the frustrated ones have also washed their hands.

They retired to the world, and some established new tribes and appointed themselves leaders.

After the canon fell into disgrace, I developed a deeper grudge against the famous and upright sect, which led to the matter before me. Monk Yuanzhen, what I said was not a lie, right?"

Yuan Zhen snorted and said: "It's not false, it's not false! You are about to die, why bother telling lies anymore?"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and took a step forward.

When Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren saw this, they all exclaimed in unison. Although everyone knew that he would definitely resume action before themselves, they did not expect that this man's skills were so profound.

After "Mianzhang", he was still able to improve his energy and luck so quickly.

Yuan Zhen's figure was seen to be dignified, and he took another step forward with his left foot, but his body did not sway at all.
Chapter completed!