After Zhang Ziling climbed the Kunlun Mountains, he deliberately hid his whereabouts. He heard from the young man that someone would come down to buy food every other month on Kunlun Mountains.

At that time, the hideous face would block the tunnel and would not let them go out. The people of the Ming Cult are not willing to be troubled. Besides, they naturally hope that the town is sparsely populated, which is safer for them.

In the evening, Zhang Ziling found a cave to meditate all night, and suddenly a few roars came from the second half of the night. Just as Zhang Ziling opened his eyes, two guys who looked like monkeys and people rushed over.

"Roar~" It roared and hit Zhang Ziling's forehead with a long arm.

"After coming here, it's so difficult to have a good night's sleep." Zhang Ziling sneered and grabbed its arm.

This beast had never encountered a creature that was stronger than itself, and there was a hint of horror in its eyes. The other one rushed over from behind Zhang Ziling, and he stood up and lifted the snow ape in his hand and smashed it hard at the one behind him.

The two snow apes collided and then fell to the ground.

Their intelligence has been opened. Tomorrow, the short monster in front of them is no match for themselves, so they can only warn with sharp teeth.

"This hole is yours, I'll rest here for a night." Zhang Ziling said to them, regardless of whether they understood it or not.

However, after Zhang Ziling said that, they were nestling in a corner and looked at Zhang Ziling with caution. He closed his eyes and began to meditate, but Zhang Ziling still paid attention to the two snow apes at all times.

After half an hour, Xue Yuan was sure that Zhang Ziling would not attack them again, so the two guys started catching lice in the corner.

The next morning, Zhang Ziling turned around and left the cave, and the two snow apes were still sleeping soundly.

At noon, he finally found Guangmingding.

On the top of the light

After practicing the Great Movement of the Universe, Master Fang came out of the secret room. During this period, the entire Western Regions were surging. Although they had been blocking the mountain, they were still paying attention to the situation at the foot of the mountain.

"What's wrong with the Left Envoy Liang?" The leader of the sect in the hall sat on the throne. The leader of the Fang clan was Fang La. Fang La was defeated that year, and everyone protected Fang La's posthumous son to the Western Regions.

There were two envoys on the left and right, and four Dharma Kings stood below.

However, Wusan people have been vacant for many years.

"The news came five days ago that the World Association has destroyed the Vajra, the White Dragon, and the Blood Sword Sect may not be able to resist for long." Liang Zuozun said.

"This world club is really amazing." Master Fang said in a deep voice, "By the way, there is another thing. The saint returned from the archivist and lived here for a year, but she still wanted to return to the archivist.

The chief tutor disappeared after being destroyed by Temujin. It would probably be useless for her to go back now."

Everyone didn't know how to answer when they heard this. The saint arrived at Guangmingding a year ago. When she came, she was alone and was seriously injured. At that time, the ecclesiastical sect was destroyed, and even the Great Transfer of the World was destroyed by the fire.

She originally hoped to get help from the Ming Cult of the Central Plains, but after seeing the situation of the Ming Cult of the Central Plains, she no longer wanted to ask for help.

After recovering from the injury here, she planned to return to the Ming Cult Headquarters.

This saint is extremely beautiful and has no weak skills, so Master Fang naturally hopes that she can stay here.

Huang Youzun said, "Or we will leave the saint at Guangmingding. At this time, the chief tutor should still not be very safe."

This is exactly what he said, and although the saint is a woman from a foreign country, she looks so charming. The saint will inevitably have other thoughts.

Huang Youzun was originally the confidant of Master Fang, so he naturally saw that he had an idea about the saint, so he spoke first.

"Huang You made this statement mature and steadfast." Master Fang nodded slightly.

Everyone had different expressions. To be honest, the Dharma King was dissatisfied with the position of the leader of the Ming Cult, and his family was controlled by the Fang family. In addition, the current leader of the Fang family is indeed average in his ability.

Although everyone's attitude towards him was not as silly as slander, it was not much better. Moreover, they all saw the thoughts of Master Fang, and they only had contempt for him in their hearts.

"Master! He is a living girl, we can't tie it up and let others leave." King Jin asked with a sneer.

"Yes. If people in the world know this, they would think that our leader Fang would covet the beauty of the saints." King Feng Fa deliberately disgusted leader Fang.

Zhang Ziling listened interestingly on the beam of the house. The leader said that he might as well abdicate because of this.

"Let's discuss this matter again." Master Fang said coldly. He waved his hand and everyone dispersed.

Master Fang and Huang Youzeng stayed, and Master Fang said fiercely, "These guys are increasingly not taking me as the leader seriously."

"Master, this matter needs to be discussed for a long time. But the most important thing is that the master quickly practices the magical skill of the Great Transfer of the Universe. At that time, the brothers in the sect will naturally not be dissatisfied." Huang Youzun said seriously.

He was a friend of the previous leader Fang. For the sake of his old friend's entrustment, he was really loyal to his old friend's son.

"Well, I understand. Uncle Huang." When there was no one, the leader Fang called his uncle. Huang Youzun bowed and turned around and left. The leader Fang also left the hall.

After listening to their conversation, Zhang Ziling was about to leave, but a figure flashed out not far away. Looking at the blonde woman, Zhang Ziling could guess with her eyes closed that she was this saint.

She hid for so long but didn't notice it. It seemed that this saint was not weak either. But Zhang Ziling didn't care. After all, his purpose was to come here to steal... to see some great movements of the universe.

These two eavesdropped in front of so many masters, but everyone did not notice them, which was enough to see their abilities.

In the Legend of the Condor Heroes, the Great Movement of the Universe is on a Sheepskin.

Zhang Ziling didn't remember the other ones, but he was not in a hurry. Anyway, this leader Fang must have to practice, so he would just ask him to get it.

After waving at Guangmingding for three days, Zhang Ziling also found the secret room where the leader Fang practiced.

Three days have passed, and Zhang Ziling is not in a hurry.

However, he planned to go and see the Great Movement on the parchment tonight, but he didn't expect that there was a person in front of him.

Master Fang is not diligent in practicing martial arts, and he only spends half an hour meditating every day, but the time is fixed in the middle of the night.

At this time, Master Fang was studying the Great Movement of the Universe, and suddenly he opened his eyes. There was a person in the secret room, and the person who came was the saint of the priest.

"Master Fang, I'm going back to the chief sect! Can I copy a great shift before leaving?" The saint had only been here for more than a year and had learned Chinese language.

But at this time she really didn't look like she was discussing it kindly.
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