Martial Arts Gods: At the beginning, wear Narita Boguang

Chapter 150 Towards the Bright Summit, Let's Go!

The Wudang faction joined the Mingjiao Alliance organized by Shaolin Emei. Song Yuanqiao didn't argue with these people, but directly wrote to each faction, agreeing: on May [-]th, they must gather at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and then go up the mountain together.Which faction can't, the other factions don't have to wait.

His meaning is very obvious: If you can't delay, you will have no share in killing the Bright Summit and grabbing the spoils.

Now all the factions became honest and honest, and no one thought that when the others had finished fighting, they would see an empty area.

Seeing that Song Yuanqiao gave orders without hesitation as soon as he joined, Master Kongwen was of course very upset, but he heard that the Wudang faction had four of the Wudang Seven Heroes this time, especially the little sword god Yin Liting, so he immediately stopped talking , Honestly arranged for the Shaolin faction to rush to Kunlun Mountains quickly.

Following the actions of Wudang and Shaolin, the three sects of Huashan, Emei, and Diancang also stepped up their departure.

Only the Kunlun faction is close to the water, and they only send people to wait at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

All the members of the Wudang sect set off on horseback, only Yin Liting and Zhou Zhiruo still drove a carriage, making other Wudang disciples envious.

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help frowning:

"Sixth brother, can't you also ride a horse? Everyone rides a horse, and you are the only one who rides in a carriage. How is that proper?"

Yin Liting didn't take it seriously, he waved his hands and said:

"Brother, you better leave us alone, Zhiruo and I will walk slowly behind."

Song Yuanqiao had no choice but to let him go.

Only Mo Shenggu muttered beside him:
"Sixth brother's life is really chic, a role model for my generation!"

When Song Yuanqiao heard it, he suddenly lost his temper:

"Seventh brother, when did you practice martial arts to the level of the sixth brother, let's talk about whether you are unrestrained or not!"

Being bullied by the big brother, Mo Shenggu is not cowardly, and resolutely replied:

"Who among us can compare with Brother Six's martial arts?"

(Mo Shenggu: Is it wrong for me to be low in martial arts? After all, I am also a second-rate top master, okay? In front of so many third-generation disciples, don’t you want to save me some face?)
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao immediately wanted to whip him with the whip in his hand, but Zhang Songxi stopped him.

Of course Zhou Zhiruo in the carriage heard this little episode outside the carriage, she couldn't help but blushed, moved to Yin Liting's back, and asked quietly:

"Sixth brother, why don't we ride horses?"

She used to call Yin Liting "Brother Yin", but now that she is married, she also calls "Brother Six" along with Ji Xiaofu and others.

"It's okay, just take the car. It's not like you don't know how far the Kunlun Mountains are, so why make things difficult for yourself."

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Wuji riding a horse following Zhang Songxi, and immediately shouted:
"Wuji, come and help me drive the car."

Zhang Wuji looked at Yin Liting in bewilderment:
"Uncle Six, I'd better ride horses with my seniors?"

"If you are told to come, you will come, what nonsense!"

There is no doubt about Yin Liting.

Zhang Wuji couldn't evade this time, he could only slap the horse's back, and jumped from the horse onto the shaft of Yin Liting's carriage.

This skill of Lai Yun Zong is light and neat, and Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu are secretly admiring it.

They knew in their hearts that this kid's current martial arts might be No. 1 among the three generations of Wudang disciples!
Song Yuanqiao looked at his handsome son Song Qingshu next to him, and couldn't help sighing secretly: Qingshu, Qingshu, you can fight a bit, otherwise this Wudang sect, I'm afraid Zhang Wuji will be in charge in the future!

Zhang Songxi knew it in his heart, knowing that Yin Liting asked Zhang Wuji to drive him, he might teach him martial arts alone, maybe Zhang Wuji's martial arts would improve greatly when he arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

He could see very clearly that among his brothers, Yin Liting's martial arts were beyond the reach of the others, and he was directly catching up to his master Zhang Sanfeng!
But what he didn't understand was that Yin Liting asked Zhang Wuji to follow him, not only to give him advice, but also to give opportunities for Mingjiao people to get in touch with Zhang Wuji.

Yin Liting has a plan in mind, but this plan is not enough to tell anyone.

……

Trekking all the way west, the Wudang army was in front, and Yin Liting, Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo were behind in a carriage.

When sleeping in the wild at night, Yin Liting pushed Zhang Wuji to the side of the bonfire in a very unreasonable manner, and he and Zhou Zhiruo enjoyed their honeymoon in the carriage.

Zhou Zhiruo clenched her teeth tightly, trying not to make any sound, but was deliberately teased by Yin Liting: "Zhiruo, don't worry, Wuji won't hear you."

She whitened the servant's face with her big watery eyes, and finally said:

"Hmm... what nonsense are you talking about, how can you not hear it at such a close distance?"

"I gave Wuji a martial arts cheat book, how serious do you think Wuji read it?"

Yin Liting lifted the curtain on the carriage window to let Zhou Zhiruo look.

Beside the bonfire, Zhang Wuji was holding a booklet and reading it seriously.

"What kind of secret book is that? It made Wuji so addicted?"

"It's just a cheat book to develop the potential of the human body. Wuji's internal strength is already good now, and learning this cheat book will greatly improve his martial arts."

Yin Liting did not tell Zhou Zhiruo that this cheat book was "The Great Teleportation of the Universe" given to him by Zhang Sanfeng a few days ago!
When he showed Zhang Sanfeng the "Great Shift of the Universe" found by the Mingjiao Secret Way, Zhang Sanfeng pointed out on the spot that there were nineteen sentences in the last layer of the secret book that were wrong.

Then, in the past few years, Zhang Sanfeng worked hard and retreated day and night, and finally deleted and corrected the nineteen wrong formulas a few days ago. Since then, this magical skill can really be practiced to the seventh level, the supreme state.

I have to admit that Zhang Sanfeng is a great master of martial arts, and he has done something that even the author of "The Great Shift of the Universe" has not been able to do.

It's actually quite outrageous.

……

After walking for more than ten days, Zhang Wuji started to practice "The Great Shift of the Universe", which made Yin Liting have to admire the child's talent.

In order to give him some advice, Yin Liting asked Zhou Zhiruo to call Mo Shenggu to practice swords with Zhang Wuji.

When Mo Shenggu heard that Yin Liting was looking for him, he thought that the sixth brother was going to teach him some kung fu tips, so he ran over immediately.

Now his Ti Yun Zong Qinggong is even stronger than Yu Daiyan, so Zhou Zhiruo can't even catch up with him.

"Sixth brother, are you going to pass me the tricks of practicing swords? The leggings practiced light kung fu last time, not to mention, it's really useful. My current light kung fu can't even catch up with my third brother!"

When Mo Shenggu came over, he saw Yin Liting sitting beside the carriage drinking water, and asked excitedly.

"Tricks? How can there be any tricks? Swordsmanship is nothing more than speed, angle and eyesight. Which one have you mastered?"

Yin Liting gave him a blank look.

What is the secret of success in this world?

Apart from being lucky like myself and being able to cheat, the rest is nothing more than personal hard work!
Since Mo Shenggu didn't have the luck of being a cheater like himself, nor the luck of a son of a plane like Zhang Wuji, if he wanted to be the best in martial arts, he could only rely on himself to practice hard.

"Speed, angle and eyesight?"

The more Mo Shenggu thought about it, the more he felt that Yin Liting's three words summed it up very well.

He hastily asked:

"Brother Six, how do you practice your speed?"

This guy looks like a bit of a martial idiot, Yin Liting didn't mind pointing him out, and immediately said:
"Don't you have those iron sand leggings? You tie them on your arms, and then go to practice swords. After three months, you will be able to draw swords ten times faster."

"Oh, yes! Why didn't I think of this way!"

Mo Shenggu suddenly realized, turned around and was about to run.

Obviously going to go back to leggings now.

Yin Liting quickly stopped:
"Seventh brother, don't run away. I called you here to give Wuji a lesson!"

"Ah, Wuji? All right, just practice kung fu with a cup of tea. I'm going to practice sword!"

Mo Shenggu didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly agreed.

Zhang Wuji was also very grateful to Yin Liting for asking Mo Shenggu to practice sword with him, he quickly thanked him, and then drew his sword out of its sheath, using Wudang swordsmanship, and fought against Mo Shenggu.

This fight, Mo Shenggu felt that something was wrong, his swordsmanship would be biased inexplicably, at first he thought it was a coincidence, but after twenty or thirty strokes, he jumped back, with a look on his face. Pointing at Zhang Wuji in bewilderment, he asked:
"Wuji, what kind of kung fu are you doing? Why did you deflect my sword?"

Zhang Wuji patted his head and smiled:
"This is a magical skill that Uncle Six just passed on to me. I haven't practiced it well yet."

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu immediately widened his eyes and said to Yin Liting:
"Sixth brother, you are too eccentric!"

Facing this guy's trickery, Yin Liting could only say to Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, please show that booklet to your seventh uncle."

Just like that, Mo Shenggu resolutely defected from the Wudang faction's main force, and came to mix with Yin Liting and the three of them, making Yin Liting wish he could slash this fellow, with this fellow around, Zhou Zhiruo would never let him mess around again .

Yin Liting was so depressed!

Fortunately, within a few days, the Wudang faction met the Kunlun faction who came to greet them.

The leader is Xi Huazi, a disciple of He Taichong, the master of Kunlun.

"Hero Song, my teacher has arranged accommodation in the small town ahead to entertain the heroes of the Wudang sect."

"Master He is being polite. Let's go now. Except for the Wudang faction, have the other factions arrived?"

Song Yuanqiao asked.

"The Kongtong Sect has been here for two or three days. I heard from other juniors that the Emei Sect has received it. I guess it will arrive in a day or two. There is no news from the Shaolin Sect, the Huashan Sect, and the Diancang Sect."

"Okay. Thanks to the young heroes of the Kunlun Sect."

Song Yuanqiao bowed politely, covering every aspect.

Yin Liting was too lazy to pretend to be in love with the Kunlun faction, so he took Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo and left to take a hot bath at the inn in the small town ahead.

In the next few days, the Wudang faction stayed in this small town, waiting for the arrival of other factions.

The three generations of Wudang sect disciples used to practice mostly on the mountain and seldom went down the mountain. This time they finally saw heroes from various sects.

Except Zhang Wuji.

When they arrived in the small town, Zhang Wuji was sent out by Yin Liting to follow the large army.

However, he didn't go to play with Song Qingshu and others, but lay alone in the room with many thoughts.

He is worried about his grandfather Yin Tianzheng and adoptive father Xie Xun.

As a disciple of the Wudang sect, he couldn't imagine how he would deal with the Mingjiao after a few days of fighting.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of "Whoo... Duh!" on the window, and Zhang Wuji immediately got up to check.

All he saw was a small dart and a note pinned to his window edge.

He took it off and saw five characters written on it: "Twenty miles to the west".

Obviously, someone asked him to meet twenty miles west.

who can that be?

Could it be the foster father or grandfather?
Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, and he went out immediately, ready to go to the appointment.

But I never thought that when I first arrived at the inn lobby, I would see Yin Liting and Zhou Zhiruo drinking tea and listening to gossip at a table by the window.

Seeing him coming down, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly waved:
"Wuji, come here."

Now that Zhou Zhiruo has been promoted to become Zhang Wuji's sixth aunt, she no longer calls him Wuji's younger brother like before.

Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat, his footsteps seemed to be stuck, he couldn't move his legs at all, he felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing him like this, Yin Liting was a little puzzled at first, but then he thought of something, a smirk hung on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't open his mouth to help Zhang Wuji, just waiting to watch the show.

Zhang Wuji struggled for a long time, but still didn't have the courage to tell Yin Liting directly that he was going out, so he could only bite the bullet and sit down at Yin Liting's table.

After drinking tea for a while, he was about to urinate and run away, but suddenly a Kunlun disciple walked into the lobby and shouted:
"The Huashan faction was attacked in a grove ten miles away, the big guys rushed to support!"

Hearing this, Yin Liting immediately stood up and shouted:

"Wudang disciples follow me. Wuji, Zhiruo, follow me closely."

He was also extremely bored, and when he heard that there was a fight, how could he miss it, so he rushed out immediately.

Zhang Wuji's heart was as cold as water, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

In fact, if he had just said that he wanted to go out from the beginning, Yin Liting would definitely not stop him, but he was always worried that he would be misunderstood by the Wudang sect when he communicated with the Mingjiao people in private, so he never dared to say it, and in the end he could only get this result.

A child who hasn't grown up likes to treat an adult's stomach with a child's heart!
……

The fight to support the Huashan faction lasted from noon to midnight, and after finally killing all the attacking enemies, Yin Liting was suspicious and thought: Which group of people from the Ming sect is attacking?Why are there not many masters?

But he was not a detective, and he didn't bother to solve the mystery, so he took Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji back to the inn to rest.

Now Zhang Wuji finally had the opportunity to go to the appointment, he hurried all the way to the west of the town twenty miles, but found no one was there.

He must have thought that if he didn't come to the appointment, he would have left long ago.

This made him very disappointed.

Since the Huashan faction began to be attacked, the Shaolin faction and the Diancang faction also came to the town. Finally, Master Kongwen discussed with Song Yuanqiao, Miejue Shitai and others, and then divided into three groups and headed towards Guangmingding.

Among them, Wudang School and Emei School all the way, Shaolin School and Huashan School all the way, Kongtong School, Diancang School and Kunlun School all the way.

Thousands of martial arts masters are mighty and murderous.

……

Just when the masters of the Seven Great Schools set off from the small town and headed towards Bright Peak, thousands of elite soldiers were resting by the riverside, guarding a carriage by a small river in the north of the town.

"Princess, the seven major factions have already set out to attack Guangmingding. It is estimated that the winner will be determined in three to five days."

A Mongolian military officer reported to a girl dressed as a man.

Obviously, this is Zhao Min, the Princess of Ruyang Prince's Mansion.

"Okay! Send spies to keep an eye on it. Once there is any new news, report it at any time."

"Yes."

"Master Yuanzhen, your clever plan is really powerful. You can send people pretending to be members of the Ming Cult to attack the weakest Huashan faction, and you will be able to make the seven major factions rush towards the Guangming Peak impatiently."

Zhao Min praised a bald monk.

"Princess, these people in the Central Plains martial arts are all brainless, how could they have thought that the Mingjiao would not run so far to set up an ambush!"

Yuan Zhen touched his bald head and smiled, his eyes were full of cunning and cruelty.

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(End of this chapter)