The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 140 Ask Yinye King to come out to see me!

Zhao Yunhu's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his smile faltered.

Feng Ji chuckled and continued to move forward.

Zhao Yunhu came to his senses immediately, and immediately burst out laughing: "Why not? Brother, you are originally, not to mention that my White Tiger Altar is the inner three altars, and the outer five altars, don't you choose?"

Without looking back, Feng Ji smiled and said, "If I become the altar master of the White Tiger Altar, the first thing I will do is ask you all to join me in the Ziwei Hall."

Zhao Yunhu's smile froze again, he couldn't figure out Feng Ji's thoughts several times, which made him feel a little trembling.

Feng Ji took two more steps, turned his head and said, "Someone who knows the way!"

Wang Xianliang came to his senses immediately, and quickly said, "I know, I know."

He immediately ran in front of Feng Ji and led the way for Feng Ji.

Now he really doesn't have the style of Xiangzhu, but he is afraid that Feng Ji will really leave Ziweitang.

Zhao Yunhu also came to his senses at this time, and asked, "Are you going to Tianweitang too?"

Feng Ji asked, "You too?"

"Yes, the war in Jiangxi is urgent, I came here specially to ask for funding from Neisantang."

"Jiangxi war?"

"You don't know? Monk Peng, one of the five scattered members of the Ming Sect, started a rebellion in Jiangxi. His disciple Zhou Ziwang led his disciples to defeat Yuanzhou and angered the Tartars. Now the Tartars are sending troops to reinforce them. The battle is tight."

"They asked us for help. Our White Tiger Altar is the closest. Originally, the Eagle King had withdrawn from the Ming Cult, so we could have ignored them."

"But since everyone is killing the Mongol Tartars, they are allies. How can they just ignore death?"

"It's a pity that the Tartar cavalry is too powerful. We have lost many brothers and have no food, so we rushed back to ask for reinforcements."

Feng Ji was not familiar with the history of the end of the Yuan Dynasty, so he didn't know about these wars.

The only one I was familiar with was probably Peng Yingyu, a monk from the Five Scattered People.

He nodded slightly.

Zhao Yunhu became curious and asked, "Why do you come to Tianweitang?"

Feng Ji didn't hide anything at the moment, and directly told the situation of Ziweitang.

When Zhao Yunhu heard that Tianweitang had withheld the pension, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Isn't the people in Tianweitang deceiving too much? Other things are fine. How can the pensions of the dead brothers be delayed?"

"Everyone abandons their families and children, and kills Tartars with their heads tied around their waists. Isn't it just for the sake of feeding the family and living a good life?"

"This pension is the only thing my brothers think about after their sacrifice. How can it be deducted?"

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I'm on your side in this matter!"

Zhao Yunhu said loudly.

The disciples of the White Tiger Altar behind him also looked sideways, and felt that the people in the Tianwei Hall were bullying too much.

It is too much to deduct money from the dead.

They automatically assumed the roles of Ziwei hall disciples.

Because they are also small people, they may sacrifice at any time.

That little pension is the only hope they can bring to the family.

They certainly don't want to be treated like this after they die.

At that moment, everyone roared.

"Yes, we support the Ziwei cousins!"

"Tianweitang is deceiving people too much."

"unacceptable!"

……

Niu Bold and Wang Xianliang listened to these people's voices of discontent, and suddenly felt that these people were much more pleasing to the eye.

Niu Bold was even more surprised, why did Ziweitang suffer wrongs in the past, why didn't anyone come out to help and say good things?
Wang Xianliang understood the truth.

In the past, Ziweitang was too cowardly, unable to fight back when bullied, and had no one to support her.

Alone, you are too useless. If you are bullied, the people next to you will not feel sorry for you, but will only feel that you are entertaining.

Because everyone understands that this person is too useless to resist, nor has the ability to resist.

They will never be so useless, and naturally they will not be substituted into it.

Because they have altar masters, and some leaders dare to question Neisantang's decision.

Ziweitang is not good, Wang Chongguang's martial arts are not as good as others, and he can't hold his head up in front of King Yin Ye.

Moreover, the former Ziwei Hall was nominally represented by Yin Yewang, the head of Tianwei Hall.

Tianweitang bullies Ziweitang, that is an internal matter, how can others control it?

It's different now, Ziweitang has Feng Ji, a master who can resist things.

Zhao Yunhu could tell that Feng Ji's strength was probably much higher than Yin Yewang's.

This time Ziweitang, it is absolutely impossible to be cowardly.

In terms of emotion and reason, he should stand by Ziweitang.

In private, Feng Jigang saved them, this is a life-saving grace.

In public, Tianweitang withheld Ziweitang's pension, which is obviously immoral and inconsistent with religious regulations. When it comes to the leader, Tianweitang ignored it.

He naturally knew how to choose.

The relationship between the group has drawn a lot closer.

Soon they entered the mountain, walked through the mountain road, and immediately a secret sentry from Tianweitang stopped them.

"Stop, who are you!"

Two secret sentries stepped out and stopped everyone.

Wang Xianliang clasped his fists in a deep voice, and said: "The Fragrance Master of Ziwei Hall, Wang Xianliang, please see Young Master Yin."

Hearing the word Ziweitang, the dark whistle couldn't help raising his eyebrows, his eyes were full of disdain.

At the moment, he said lightly: "If you don't have a transfer order, you are not allowed to enter the hall. What about your transfer order?"

Wang Xianliang frowned suddenly, the so-called transfer order can only enter the hall, it is a wartime rule, this is not a special period, what kind of transfer order do you want?

This is clearly embarrassing them.

He was about to explode immediately, but at this moment, Zhao Yunhu stopped him.

"Brother Wang, let me talk to them."

But Zhao Yunhu stood up, his expression darkened, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Presumptuous! What are you? How dare you stop the altar master?"

"Boy, it is a wartime rule to transfer an order into the court. What do you mean by using this rule to make things difficult for others?"

The secret whistle thought that Zhao Yunhu was also a disciple of Ziwei Hall, and immediately became furious, pointing at Zhao Yunhu's nose and cursing: "Bold, what are you? How dare you yell in Tianwei Hall?"

The other person also sneered: "What's the matter, you Ziweitang don't think that Zhuang Tuo Zhuang has been transferred, so you really turn over?"

"Let me tell you, what you were like in Tianweitang before, and what you will be like in the future!"

"Bring the transfer order. Without the transfer order, I'll see who of you dares to trespass the mountain!"

The two secret whistles sneered.

Feng Ji looked at the two of them coldly, how dare they look down on Ziweitang even with two secret whistles?

Feng Ji didn't know that he injured Yu Datong on the boat of Tianweitang, and the matter had already spread in Tianweitang, and the disciples of Tianweitang were naturally even more unhappy with the people of Ziweitang.

These two people were really either instigated by others, or they were purely from the heart to make things difficult for Ziweitang.

Zhao Yunhu didn't expect that two secret sentries could be so arrogant.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Ziweitang who was too humble, or the people in Tianweitang were really so arrogant.

He didn't talk nonsense at the moment, he took out the token of the White Tiger Altar, and shouted: "This White Tiger Altar Master Zhao Yunhu, you two listen, I just want to go up the mountain, I want to see, who dares to stop me!"

After he said that, he slapped him suddenly.

With a bang, a secret whistle was beaten and fell down, losing two of his teeth.

That Anshao's face turned pale, he knelt on the ground in a panic, and said, "You...you are the Lord of the White Tiger Altar, Zhao Altar?"

The other secret whistle also hurriedly backed away, faltering and saying: "You...why didn't you say it earlier? Why did Ziwei Hall disciple appear and play tricks on me?"

Zhao Yunhu was furious, and grabbed the secret whistle: "Damn it, Ziwei Hall disciples should be bullied by you?"

The dark whistle suddenly blushed and was speechless.

They bullied Ziwei hall disciples, that was an internal matter, although outsiders knew about it, no one really cared or saw it.

At this time, in front of the altar master of the White Tiger Altar, how dare they bully the Ziwei Hall disciples like this.

At the moment, he hesitated and couldn't say a word.

Feng Ji patted Zhao Yunhu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, it's just two disciples."

Zhao Yunhu said angrily: "Then we can't spare them so easily."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "What's the point of beating them?"

Zhao Yunhu was stunned and didn't understand what Feng Ji meant.

Feng Ji had already walked up the steps and continued to walk up the mountain.

He only heard him say lightly: "The morale is corrupted, it comes from top to bottom."

"Even if you kill these two people, the others will still not change. Only the people above them are afraid... Well, this word is wrong, by the way, respect! Only the people above learn to respect Ziweitang. Those below People change."

Zhao Yunhu was startled for a moment, then his face changed slightly.

He seemed to understand what Feng Ji meant, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

Today's Weitang, I'm afraid there will be excitement to watch.

Immediately, he let go, threw away the two secret whistles, and shouted: "You are lucky, brother Feng is not as knowledgeable as you!"

After finishing speaking, he strode towards Feng Ji, thinking in his heart, it would be better to slap these two secret sentries than to be slapped by Feng Ji.

Thinking of the scene of Feng Ji pointing and blowing Lu Shiping's head, he felt a chill in his heart, and secretly mourned for the people of Tianweitang.

Immediately he became a little excited again.

"The king of Yinye has always used his status as the young master to show off in front of us without compromising his capabilities. Today we want to see how he faces Feng Ji."

He immediately caught up with Feng Ji and shouted, "Brother Feng, wait for me, wait for me."

A group of people quickly climbed up the mountainside, only to see a magnificent villa appearing in front of them.

Compared with the scale of Ziweitang in eastern Zhejiang, Tianweitang is undoubtedly much more brilliant than Ziweitang.

But when I saw Tangkou Square, there were patrols walking back and forth.

There are several archery towers standing at the gate, where you can overlook the situation below the mountain.

This is no longer as simple as a hall, it can clearly be used as a military base.

Feng Ji and his party went up the mountain, and patrol personnel stepped forward immediately.

Zhao Yunhu didn't say much this time, and watched how Feng Ji would deal with it.

Feng Ji didn't speak, it was still Wang Xianliang who said: "Ziweitang has something important to ask to see Hallmaster Yin, please let me know."

The leader of the patrol team was called Hong Feng.

In addition to his status as the captain of the Tianweitang patrol team, this person also has another identity.

He is also the rudder master of Tianwei Hall and a registered disciple of Yu Datong!
When Hong Feng heard the word Ziweitang, his eyes immediately burst into flames.

He glanced coldly at the crowd, and suddenly saw Zhao Yunhu, his expression changed immediately, and he said immediately: "Dare to ask, but is it the Lord of the White Tiger Altar?"

His identity is naturally different from that of the dark whistle disciples outside.

How could he not recognize the altar master of White Tiger Altar, one of the five outer altars?
Hearing this, Zhao Yunhu knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, he simply nodded and said: "It's this seat, I have something important to see Hall Master Yin."

Hong Feng quickly cupped his fists and said, "I'll order someone to take you there."

As he spoke, he turned around and summoned a team member, and said, "Take Zhao Tanzhu and the others inside."

"Yes, Captain."

The team member looked at Zhao Yunhu and said, "Master Zhao Tan please."

Zhao Yunhu turned his head to look at Feng Ji, and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, let's go."

He walked forward first, and Feng Ji and the others were about to follow.

But at this moment, that Hong Feng suddenly raised his spear and threw it in front of Feng Ji and the three of them.

Niu Bold was suddenly furious: "What are you doing?"

Hong Feng sneered: "The Ziwei hall has not been passed on yet, who let you in?"

Niu boldly burst into anger immediately, and said: "Damn it, didn't the people from the White Tiger Altar go up?"

Hong Feng sneered: "Since you know that Baihutan has something to do with the young master, you should know that the young master has no time for you!"

Niu boldly blushed, but he couldn't find a reason.

Wang Xianliang was also full of anger, and said angrily: "Then we can go to the guest room and wait?"

Hong Feng said indifferently: "There are guests in the guest room. If you are willing to wait, go down the mountain and wait."

"I'm going to your mother!"

Niu Bold couldn't bear it any longer, and greeted the other party's wife directly.

Hong Feng suddenly focused his eyes, like a sharp sword, looked at Niu Bold, and shouted: "A dog can't spit out ivory. After Wang Chongguang is dead, no one will teach you idiots?"

"Okay, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of this dead ghost!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his long spear, roaring and sweeping away!

This shot contained internal strength, and when it swept across, the air roared.

This Hong Feng said to teach Niu Boldness a lesson, but when he did it, he rushed to kill him.

And this sweep wasn't just for Niu Bold.

Even Feng Ji and Wang Xianliang were within his sweeping range.

Niu boldly looked furious, running his whole body's energy and blood, his arm muscles puffed up, and he slapped the spear with his palm.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, Niu Bold suddenly shook his arms violently and slid back uncontrollably.

There was a cracking sound on the ground, and the floor was actually cracked.

A sneer flashed in Hong Feng's eyes, the spear in his hand didn't stop, but continued to mobilize his internal strength, and smashed towards Feng Ji and the others with a howl!
Seeing that the spear was about to hit, Feng Ji grabbed it with one hand!
boom!
The spear crashed into his hand.

But when the air flow exploded, Feng Ji's palm was like a diamond cast, holding the spear motionless!

The surrounding Tianweitang disciples who were watching the play all widened their eyes in an instant, showing disbelief.

That Hong Feng couldn't believe his eyes.

He possesses internal strength and has already started. His master Yu Datong said more than once that he has good talent, and he is going to accept him as a beginner disciple at the end of the year.

He practiced marksmanship on weekdays, and this spear could break a piece of wood as thick as a person.

The man in front of him actually caught his spear with his bare hands!

How can this be?

With an ugly expression on his face, he kicked the ground hard suddenly, and yanked the barrel of the gun with both arms.

Click!

The ground floor was smashed by his pedaling.

However, the long spear seemed to be welded to Feng Ji's hand, and it didn't move at all.

Hong Feng was shocked. At this moment, he realized that something was not quite right.

He looked at Feng Ji, but there was no expression on Feng Ji's face.

A pair of eyes looked at him indifferently.

It was like... looking at a dead man.

"You—who are you?"

boom--!
It was Feng Ji's two fingers who answered him!
Following Feng Ji's move, two fingers pierced through the air.

But the speed was not too fast, and Hong Feng could still react.

He was afraid that it would be too fast, so he killed this guy with one move.

Hong Feng's face changed drastically, he quickly let go of his spear, drew out his saber, and cut Feng Ji's fingers horizontally!
clang--!
The saber hit Feng Ji's two fingers, making the sound of steel hitting.

The saber clicked, and Feng Ji's two fingers pierced through the blade directly!
Feng Ji put two fingers against the blade, and continued to move forward with great force.

Hong Feng was terrified, he suddenly pressed the handle of the knife with his other hand, and pushed forward with both hands.

At the same time, he kicked his legs on the ground, trying to push Feng Ji's arms back.

Feng Ji's eyes were indifferent, and his arms continued to push forward.

Hong Feng slid backwards uncontrollably.

A shallow mark was plowed on the floor.

clack clack...

Hong Feng's saber was covered with cracks in an instant, and finally exploded with a click.

The Broken Blades flew out in all directions, Feng Ji waved his left hand, and suddenly turned into a shadow of arms, and all the Broken Blades were caught in his hand.

The next moment he sent his right arm forward, and with a puff of two fingers, they inserted into Hong Feng's eyes instantly.

"what--"

Hong Feng uttered a miserable scream, wanting to grab Feng Ji's right arm.

Feng Ji grinned and tapped his fingers lightly.

Immediately, two eyeballs were caught, and when he looked at Hong Feng again, his eyes were bleeding profusely, and the two blood holes were very frightening!
"Ah, my eyes, my eyes!"

Hong Feng wailed in pain and yelled in terror.

Feng Ji grinned, stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, are you looking for this?"

The two eyeballs in his hand rolled around, and the next moment, he waved his hand and threw it directly to Hong Feng.

Hong Feng's internal strength is good, his hearing is excellent, and he caught it subconsciously.

It's just that when he touched these two eyeballs, he immediately knew something.

"what--"

He was so frightened that he hurriedly let go, and his eyeballs fell to the ground.

Immediately, he threw himself to the ground in a hurry, fumbling for his eyeballs in a panic.

"My, my eyes, my eyes."

Finally, he touched the eyeballs, and desperately stuffed them into his sockets.

The pain twisted his face.

The eyeballs went in and fell out, and he wailed bitterly.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Hehehe, do you know what it means to look down on people with a dog's eyes?"

"Since you have a pair of dog eyes, you shouldn't keep them. Wouldn't it be better to give them back to the dog?"

He reached out and grabbed the opponent's hair and lifted it up.

Asked: "Tell me about you, do you still want to teach me on behalf of our helmsman?"

"Tell me, who can you represent now?"

"Ah - I'm going to fight you, I'm going to kill you!"

Hong Feng went berserk, punching and kicking Feng Ji.

Every punch contains the strength of the whole body.

Just as the fist hit Feng Ji, there was a clicking sound.

Feng Ji's protective energy rebounded, instantly shattering his arm.

With one kick, his leg was instantly broken.

Feng Ji laughed loudly, carried him, and strode towards the patrol team.

A murderous aura gradually emerged, staring at the group of Tianweitang disciples, said: "Go, ask Yin Yewang to come out and see me!"

Everyone was terrified.

He looked at the man in shock and horror.

Even Zhao Yunhu, who was standing aside, was terrified at this moment.

For the first time, he felt that there are such terrifying people in this world!
His heart was beating fast, even the leader had never given him such terrifying pressure!

(End of this chapter)