Chapter 156: The Leader and the Leader
Zhao Wumian went south back to Beijing.
The battle at the top of Yuxu Peak has also ended.
Sima Quehun helped Guo Wuwei seize the opportunity and then immediately withdrew from the battle.
Wang Baobao is dead. He and Li Wenzhong are the only ones in front of Tianji Palace who are at the fifth realm. In a battle of this level, other people can neither intervene nor stop it. In addition, severed limbs can be regenerated, so it is difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
Li Wenzhong was also worried about Zhao Wumian, so he also did not get entangled with him. After escaping, he ran towards the east as soon as possible.
The court will settle this account sooner or later!
Mao Xiang's face became increasingly gloomy.
Wang Guming, Tian Fan and the others had just been pierced in the collar bone, so he simply gave each of them another palm strike, directly breaking their dantian and destroying their martial arts skills. With a wave of his hand, several Jinyiwei came forward to escort them to the capital and slowly searched their souls.
Hope nothing goes wrong...
Mao Xiang frowned and looked towards the east.
Wang Guming spat out blood and looked miserable, but he was still unyielding. He spat out a mouthful of blood foam and sneered, "No matter how much you plan, you will end up missing out by one move... But he won't survive! It's no use for you to vent your anger on me, I will be waiting for him on the Yellow Spring Road! It's not a grievance to be buried with such a person, hahaha!"
Mao Xiang flashed to his side, grabbed his arm and pulled it hard!
There was a click.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Wang Guming's arm was broken, and the broken bones pierced through the flesh, revealing the white joints.
Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. Mao Xiang's men kept on beating him, first his left hand, then his left leg, then his right leg. With four crisp sounds, they severed his four limbs one after another. Then they threw him on the ground like a dead dog and said coldly, "Pull out his teeth, one by one. Don't let him bite his tongue to death! Whoever kills him will take all the punishment for him!"
"Yes!"
The two Jinyiwei looked stern and took action immediately. One of them pried open his mouth, and the other took out a bloody pair of pliers from somewhere, put it into his mouth, clamped one of the front teeth, and began to pull it out.
The shrill screams rang out.
Mao Xiang looked around and looked at Wang Guming's accomplices: "Who else has anything to say?"
A silence.
Zeng Yiming and others also remained silent.
In any case, if the imperial court had not intervened this time, they would have been killed by the conspiracy of Wang Guming and Wang Baobao. In addition, with the 4,000 cavalry and Red Lotus artillery eyeing them covetously, the situation was stronger than the people, and there was no need to anger Mao Xiang at this time.
Moreover, they also wanted to know Zhao Wumian's situation, whether they wanted him dead or alive...
Mao Xiang was waiting at the top of the mountain.
If Duke Cao can catch up, Zhao Wumian will definitely be able to run away with his ability. If he can't catch up...
Everyone looked towards the east and waited quietly. Wang Guming's eyes were full of hatred and satisfaction. He was waiting to see Mao Xiang's expression!
There was only the sound of the wind for miles around.
Suddenly, a figure rushed over, wearing black armor and holding the magic spear [Xuanlong]. It was Li Wenzhong.
Mao Xiang looked nervous and took two steps forward: "Duke, what's going on?!"
Li Wenzhong looked relieved.
Seeing his expression, Mao Xiang and other soldiers from the Pacification Division and the Ming Dynasty couldn't help but show surprise. On the contrary, Wang Guming, Tian Fan and others widened their eyes. Could it be that the Fifth Realm couldn't take down Zhao Wumian by himself? !
Li Wenzhong said, "Auspicious people are blessed by heaven. There are traces of fighting on the Taolai River. It must be another fifth realm who took action. This person's internal power is a mixture of ice and fire, which is different from that birdman. The two of them fought, which shows that they are not in the same group. Moreover, this person's power is more profound. He should be the one who took Zhao Wumian away."
Mao Xiang did not take it lightly and asked, "Are there others who are also..."
Li Wenzhong shook his head and threw a stone. Mao Xiang took it and looked at it carefully. His brows relaxed. There was a mark on it, a sloppy word "An".
Zhao Wumian's handwriting.
Mao Xiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately! If anything happened to him, I really don't know how to explain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Emperor. The Duke is right, good people will be blessed by heaven!"
"Ah."
Li Wenzhong looked at Wang Baobao's body on the ground, then looked at the White Lotus Sect's Maha Zun, Bodhi Zun, and several wanted criminals from the Valley of Evil and Zoroastrianism. He nodded repeatedly and exclaimed: "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves! Such a great achievement is enough to make him a marquis, and it can be regarded as making up for the emperor's regret."
Mao Xiang smiled. The current emperor thought highly of Wang Baobao and had always wanted to recruit him. This news had spread a long time ago.
Now, we can’t bring back the living ones, and the same goes for the dead ones!
Li Wenzhong still had to garrison Suzhou, so he thought it was not advisable to stay here for long. So he blew a whistle and a huge white crane flew down from the sky.
Li Wenzhong jumped onto the white crane, and the man and the bird returned to Suzhou Guard.
Mao Xiang bid farewell to Li Wenzhong, strode to Wang Guming, squatted down, and looked at his face: "You must be very disappointed."
Most of Wang Guming's teeth had been pulled out and his mouth was full of blood. The Jinyiwei grabbed his chin to prevent him from making any sound.
He stared at Mao Xiang, his face distorted and his expression ferocious.
Mao Xiang laughed instead: "When you arrive in the capital, he will interrogate you personally, so save some energy to glare at him."
Mao Xiang stood up, not wanting to bother with him, and waved his hand: "Take him away! Send him to the capital in prison!"
"Yes!"
The Jinyiwei and government troops cleaned up the battlefield and escorted a group of prisoners down the mountain.
Mao Xiang glanced at the other people in the martial arts world, turned around and left, instructing the Jinyiwei beside him: "Go to the inn and bring back Wumian's things, including the lion, and send them back to Beijing."
The Jinyiwei was stunned: "Lion?"
Mao Xiang took out the letter and handed it to him: "Show this to it, and it will follow you."
The Royal Guard nodded: "I understand."
The government troops withdrew first, and the others left one after another.
On this day, the Huangshi Heavenly Book recognized its master, and Zhao Wumian became famous far and wide!
……
Some are happy and some are sad.
Yellow sand desert, on the altar of altar.
Su Rige's face suddenly turned pale, his legs bent, and he staggered and fell.
"National Division!"
The people below were startled, and a middle-aged man quickly jumped onto the altar and supported her. His name was Wu En, and he was also a member of the Thirteenth Wing. Seeing Su Rige's terrified face, he had an ominous premonition in his heart: "Master, what's wrong with you? Could it be that the generals..."
"The general is dead..."
Su Rige has the soul of a celestial fox, which allows her to clearly see everything within a 20-mile radius. She is on the altar, connected to the sky. She personally “saw” the battle at the top of Yuxu Peak, saw Li Wenzhong appear, saw the five realms battle, saw Zhao Wumian sneak attack and even behead Wang Baobao…
When Wang Baobao's body was separated, Su Rige's mind went blank.
The sky of Mobei has collapsed!
Wu En and the others felt the same way when they heard these words. It was like a bolt from the blue, making them all lose consciousness. Wang Baobao was extremely important to the Yuan Dynasty. The previous emperor and the current emperor both regarded him as their confidant, waiting for him to lead the Yuan Dynasty to recapture Dadu and revive Mongolia. Who could have thought that he would actually...
Isn't it foolproof?
"this!"
"what happened?"
"This plan is so thorough, how could it fail? Even if it fails, with the martial arts of the general and He Zongzhe, they can come back. This, this..."
Su Rige shook his head repeatedly, his spirit and energy declining again and again, as if he had aged ten years. "We'll talk about the specific situation later. Quickly, send a message to Shangdu and ask National Master Quele to replace the general to command the Red Gold Front. This unit will withdraw immediately! Quickly!"
National Master Quele is the other of the two great magicians who protect the country of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and is also the current leader of the Mobei Wushen Cult.
Su Rige was able to become the national teacher because of her golden family bloodline and psychic body.
National Master Quele relies solely on his strength.
He is one of the four great masters of Mongolia!
Wu En knew the seriousness of the matter when he heard it, so he immediately helped Su Rige up and shouted to the people below: "Retreat quickly!"
……
Among the deep mountains.
In a remote place surrounded by cliffs, there are many exotic flowers and plants, with a sweet fragrance.
There is a simple thatched house in a corner of the desert.
A young man in his early twenties was meditating in front of the house.
He has an ordinary appearance, only handsome, but he has a unique temperament, leisurely and calm.
He was breathing with his eyes closed, and with his breathing, the clouds above the wilderness gathered and dispersed, and the sky became brighter and darker - to move the heaven and earth with a human body, this was a realm of heaven-man interaction, and it took at least four realms to achieve it. Obviously, his real age was much older than his appearance.
The man slowly opened his eyes.
A figure fell from the sky above the cliff. He was wearing a silver-gray suit with a white lotus embroidered on the chest.
——The one with the highest status among the Seven Lotus Envoys of the White Lotus Sect, the White Lotus Envoy.
The White Lotus Sect was labeled a cult by the imperial court and was not allowed to have an open base. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, its branches and halls were all hidden, changing their appearances and hiding, so they needed a "holy envoy" who was familiar with the inside story to pass on orders.
The Seven Lotus Holy Envoys usually only deliver orders for the Three Lords, giving orders to high-ranking officials at the level of helmsmen and hall masters, and are the confidants of the Three Lords.
The White Lotus Holy Envoy is an exception.
In addition to being the messenger of the Three Lords, he is also the messenger of the Master.
This "young man" is the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Sheng Yihan.
This remote place is where the leader is in seclusion, Siyuntai.
"The leader."
The Holy Envoy of the White Lotus knelt on one knee, with an extremely respectful look: "The news has come back."
Sheng Yihan nodded: "Have you got the Heavenly Book?"
"……No."
The White Lotus Saint Envoy paused and said, "Maha Zun's plan has failed... The member of the Donghai Guan clan that he wanted to investigate was Zhao Wumian! Zhao Wumian secretly contacted Mao Xiang and the four major garrisons in the northwest, including Li Wenzhong, the Duke of Cao, who was guarding Suzhou Garrison. With the support of the Ming Dynasty court, Zeng Yiming and others stopped the siege in Mobei and broke the Tongtian magic. Zhao Wumian even borrowed the power of the Heavenly Book and joined forces with Li Wenzhong to kill... the Northern Yuan general Wang Baobao..."
"Oh?"
Sheng Yihan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Young talent."
The Holy Envoy of the White Lotus continued with a stiff face, "Mao Xiang also captured Maha Zun and Bodhi Zun, broke their Dantian, and destroyed their power. Now he has gone down the mountain and is being sent to the capital in a cage. Master..."
Sheng Yihan raised his hand.
The Holy Envoy of the White Lotus shut up and lowered his head.
Sheng Yihan said casually: "Since they are useless, there is no need to save them. The most urgent task is to find new ones to maintain the operation of the school. Vajra Venerable Liu Mingrui, Maha Venerable King Gu Ming, and Bodhi Venerable Tian Fan, if you think about it carefully, these three people seem to have been defeated by Zhao Wumian. Haha, interesting."
"..."
The White Lotus Saint Envoy didn't know how to respond for a moment.
These three people are all elders in the sect. They are either the sons and nephews of the previous three masters, or they have worked hard in the sect for many years and are highly respected and trusted by their disciples. Now that all three of them are dead, where can we find suitable successors? Why look for three at a time?
Sheng Yihan saw what he was thinking and said indifferently: "Didn't Maha Zun contact many people?"
The Holy Envoy of White Lotus nodded. "The Great Wheel King of Snow Mountain Temple, the Crazy Monk Xuanque, the Right Envoy of the Zoroastrianism, Shi Jinghe, and four of the Ten Evils of the Evil Valley, including the Valley Master Liu Jianxiong."
“Isn’t this ready-made?”
Sheng Yihan said as a matter of course: "Four of the ten evil men have been captured, and the remaining six are in fear. If we invite them here, won't we have three of them? And there are enough of them to kill them all again."
"..."
The Holy Envoy of the White Lotus scratched his head and said, "Master, those are the Ten Evils!"
Sheng Yihan smiled: "You don't have to do anything. Jiu."
He called back.
The door opened and a nine-headed bird walked out.
The nine-headed bird spoke in human language. All nine heads spoke at the same time in a gentle voice: "I'll go and ask..."
I haven’t finished writing it yet. I’ll go to bed early tonight and make some adjustments. I’ll start the day shift tomorrow and will probably be able to post it during the day. However, there will be many people around during the day and it won’t be easy to slack off, so it may still be late.
(End of this chapter)
