The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 173 Zhou Zhiruo's Distress Letter

Green Willow Villa was originally designed by Zhao Min to deal with Feng Ji and others who followed him.

She is determined to subdue Mingjiao and serve the imperial court.

It's a pity that I met Feng Ji.

The number one beauty in Mongolia was pierced through the head by Feng Ji on the spot, and died!
Feng Ji is not Zhang Wuji, he can't walk when he sees a woman.

In his eyes, the Mongolian Tartars are the Mongolian Tartars.

This Zhao Min was in a high position, in the Ruyang Palace, he killed countless Han people.

No matter how beautiful this kind of person is, Feng Ji can still kill him!

At this time, the Green Willow Villa was already covered in a sea of ​​blood.

The masters that Wang Bao reserved for Zhao Min were basically dead or disabled. Even those who escaped from Green Willow Villa were besieged and killed by Peng Yingyu and others.

When Feng Ji came out, he saw many bodyguards of Zhao Min kneeling outside.

Peng Yingyu hurriedly said: "Master, these people are all masters of the rivers and lakes recruited by the Ruyang Palace."

Feng Ji nodded and said, "Kill it."

Suddenly, among these people, someone hastily exclaimed.

"Feng Hierarch, please forgive me, Feng Hierarch, I have important information!"

Feng Ji couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and looked at this person.

But he saw that this person had a bald head and a big head, but he was not a monk.

"Who are you?"

"Little man He Tianzhi, Master Feng, I have important information. The person you killed in that villa was Princess Shaomin of Ruyang Prince's Mansion. She is the precious daughter of Ruyang King and the number one beauty in Mongolia. If you kill her, I'm afraid you Prince Yang's Mansion will definitely not spare you lightly."

"Hahaha……"

Feng Ji laughed loudly, looked at He Tianzhi, and said, "I need someone to forgive me?"

These words made He Tianzhi's face pale immediately, and he quickly explained: "That's not what the villain means. What the villain means is that the leader must beware of the people in Ruyang Palace."

Feng Ji sneered and said, "If you don't have any other information, just kill him on the spot."

He Tianzhi was so frightened that he hurriedly cried: "Also, the villain still has information!"

"Wang Baobao, the son of King Ruyang, has sent people to Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other places to attack and kill the remaining people. They want to take this opportunity to dominate the world."

Feng Ji frowned. Although he had expected this, he didn't expect that Wang Baobao would move so fast.

Immediately got on the horse, whipped the whip, and shouted: "Let's go to Wudang immediately!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Everyone got on their horses one after another and chased after Feng Ji!
He Tianzhi collapsed on the ground, looking at the corpses of his companions around him, he couldn't help feeling rejoicing.

Fortunately, he is not a hero, so he confessed in time.

Feng Ji and others rushed all the way, and after half a month, they finally arrived at Wudang.

But on Wudang Mountain, there are auspicious clouds floating around, and there is no killing spirit.

Now Feng Ji led a group of people up the mountain, not only the Taoist boys on the mountain greeted the guests, Song Yuanqiao and others also came out to greet them in person.

"Master Feng! Song has been disrespectful, disrespectful! Disrespectful!"

Song Yuanqiao smiled from a distance, feeling strange in his heart.

The five major sects besieged Guangmingding and have not yet returned. That day the Eagle Sect has announced that it will return to Mingjiao. Why didn't this Master Feng go to Guangmingding to participate in the rescue?
Feng Ji chuckled lightly: "You're welcome, Daxia Song, is Master Zhang here?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "Master has not come out of retreat yet."

Feng Ji frowned slightly: "Have people from other sects come up the mountain recently?"

"That's not it, what's wrong?"

"I have received news that the Mongol Tatars may attack the major factions."

"What!" Song Yuanqiao was shocked.

"Talk while you walk."

A group of people went to Wudang, and Feng Ji briefly talked about the battle of Guangmingding.

Song Yuanqiao's jaw almost dropped in shock.

"The five major factions have been wiped out?"

"Master Feng, are you joking? Master Jingxuan, Master Kongwen and the others..."

Feng Ji said casually: "They are all dead, Song Daxia, I am very relieved that Wudang did not participate in this matter this time, I forgot to tell you, I am now the leader of Mingjiao."

Song Yuanqiao was shocked again, his face full of shock.

Even though he is well-informed, his mind is also confused at the moment.

He didn't know how to deal with himself for a while.

The Ming Cult is called the Demon Cult by the Righteous Way. He Wudang claims to be a famous and decent school. He has become an in-law with the Sky Eagle Sect, and now he is also a good friend with the leader of the Demon Cult. This... If this is spread, what should we do?

But Hall Master Feng and Master are inseparable from each other, this....

For a moment, Song Yuanqiao didn't know what to do.

Feng Ji didn't wait for him to understand, and asked directly: "I am here this time, firstly to meet Zhang Zhenren, and secondly to meet Zhang Wuxia and his wife, are they here?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded quickly: "The two of them are on the mountain, and I have ordered someone to call them."

Feng Ji asked: "Son of Wuxia Zhang, what's going on now?"

"Wuji? That child... Alas, Master failed to obtain Shaolin Nine Yang Kungfu from Shaolin. That child Wuji still suffers from cold poison."

Feng Ji nodded and said, "I came this time to settle this matter."

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, and was about to ask.

An urgent shout came from outside.

"Is it Hallmaster Feng? Hallmaster Feng?"

But Yin Susu was faster than everyone else, almost running into the hall.

As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Feng Ji, her eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness, and she asked: "Master Feng, you... you are back, please, please save my poor child! "

With a plop, she knelt down in front of Feng Ji.

At this time Zhang Cuishan and others also came in, Zhang Cuishan also looked at Feng Ji with reddened eyes.

Feng Ji's eyes passed through the two of them, and looked at Zhang Wuji, who was half a child behind them.

Zhang Wuji is now 16 years old, but because he suffers from cold poison all the year round, his face is covered with a layer of blueness, and his development is stunted, so he still looks quite immature.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, I found the Nine Suns Divine Art."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole Wudang faction was overjoyed.

Zhang Cuishan quickly knelt down on the ground, pulled his son Zhang Wuji, and said excitedly: "Wuji, kneel down!"

Zhang Wuji hurriedly knelt down and looked at Feng Ji curiously.

Zhang Cuishan's eyes were red, tears were faintly flashing, he said: "Master Feng, your great kindness, Zhang Cuishan will never repay you in this life..."

Feng Ji helped the three of them up, and said: "No need to do that, get up, I have acquaintance with Zhang Zhenren, he taught me the innate method of refining qi, this method is reciprocal."

Immediately, he directly took out the secret book of the Nine Suns Divine Art, handed it to Zhang Cuishan, and said: "This is the secret book of the Nine Suns Divine Art, so it counts as my return to Zhang Zhenren's "Tai Chi Jing" exercise."

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu kowtowed repeatedly, their faces were full of excitement, and their mouths were full of words of gratitude.

Zhang Wuji looked at Feng Ji and said, "Thank you Uncle Feng."

Feng Ji smiled, rubbed his head, and said: "If you practice this technique, you can naturally expel the cold poison in your body. Practice hard and don't be lazy."

"Ah."

Although Zhang Wuji was indecisive, he was kind-hearted and had a good impression of Feng Ji.

Back then when Feng Ji was at the Wudang Golden Summit, he had a deep memory of the scene where he swept away the five major sects for his family.

He chatted with Feng Ji for a few words, suddenly thought of something, took out a letter, and said: "By the way, Uncle Feng, I have a letter here, which was sent to me by one of my younger sisters. He asked me for help, but ... I can't protect myself, I really can't help her, and my parents don't allow me to take care of it, can you help me?"

Feng Ji was taken aback, took the letter curiously, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Cuishan interrupted Zhang Wuji's conversation, and couldn't help saying: "Wuji! How could you do this?"

Yin Susu couldn't help but blame: "Wuji, didn't I tell you? This matter is not as simple as you think. Your sister is involved in the situation in Jiangxi, and not everyone can help."

"Master Feng, don't mind, this is a child's joke."

Feng Ji ignored Yin Susu, he had already read the contents of the letter, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

Immediately putting away the letter, he asked Zhang Wuji, "How do you know Zhou Zhiruo?"

It turned out that this letter was actually sent by Zhou Zhiruo to Zhang Wuji!

Zhang Wuji scratched his head: "Back then Grand Master took me to Shaolin to exchange for Nine Suns Kung Fu, but Shaolin refused, we returned without success, and met Chang Yuchun brother near Hanshui River."

"They happened to be hunted down by the Mongolian Tartars, and Grand Master rescued them. That's when they met sister Zhiruo."

Feng Ji was taken aback, he clearly remembered that he had saved Zhou Zhiruo and Chang Yuchun.

I didn't expect the plot inertia to be so strong. After I rescued them, they were overtaken by the Mongols again.

And it was such a coincidence that he was rescued by Zhang Sanfeng again.

I only heard Zhang Wuji say: "Later, brother Chang Yuchun said that he knew Hu Qingniu, the genius doctor of Diegu Medical Immortal, so he took me to seek medical treatment. Tai Shifu also knew that my cold poison could not be cured, and I am afraid that time is running out, so he let me follow Chang Yuchun. Brother has passed."

"And sister Zhiruo followed Grand Master back to Wudang."

"Afterwards, I was treated by Dr. Hu, learned medical skills, and greatly slowed down my illness."

"Afterwards I returned to Wudang, and sister Zhiruo became my junior sister."

"A month ago, Brother Chang Yuchun came to Wudang. I don't know what he said to sister Zhiruo, so sister Zhiruo followed him down the mountain."

"It wasn't until I received this letter seven days ago that I realized that sister Zhiruo was forced to marry. I had no choice but to ask my parents, teachers, uncles and others for help, but they refused to intervene."

After he said these words, Zhang Cuishan and others beside him were a little embarrassed.

Song Yuanqiao quickly explained: "Master Feng, the inside story of this matter is complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly by a child in a few words."

"Most of my Wudang students are male students. Miss Zhiruo is a little girl. What a inconvenience. Master planned to send her to Emei, but never wanted to exterminate the teacher...and she has already fallen to the west city." At this point, Song Yuanqiao glanced at Feng Ji, a little embarrassed.

Feng Ji waved his hand and said, "So this girl didn't worship Emei, but Wudang instead?"

"Exactly, although girl Zhiruo came to our Wudang, we only found out later that she is the daughter of Zhou Ziwang, a rebel army."

"Then Chang Yuchun came to Zhiruo to take her back to lead Zhou Ziwang's old army and make a comeback."

"Of course we don't want to, but Zhiruo is determined to avenge her father, so we can't stop her, so we can only let her go."

"We later found out that she went to Jiangxi, but Chang Yuchun persuaded her to join forces with Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the Fengyang Rebel Army. Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to marry her to integrate Zhou Ziwang's old army."

"This matter involves a dispute between the rebels, how can we outsiders intervene?"

Feng Ji's face was extremely gloomy, not because he was angry with the Wudang faction.

It's just that I didn't expect that Zhu Yuanzhang's expansion of power was so fierce that he had already taken the idea of ​​​​Zhou Ziwang's old army!

And it was nothing more than the idea of ​​attacking Zhou Ziwang's old army, and it was realized by taking Zhou Zhiruo by force!
In Zhou Zhiruo's letter, she stated that she did not want to marry, and hoped that Zhang Wuji could persuade Wudang to help her.

The Wudang faction is Song Yuanqiao's head, if they kill the Tartars, they will naturally have a duty to do so.

However, asking them to intervene in the disputes between the rebels made it hard for these Taoists.

Feng Ji put away the letter and said in a deep voice, "Leave this matter to me."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed and said, "Uncle Feng, then I'll leave it to you."

Feng Ji nodded slightly, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a Taoist priest running up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle Song, Shaolin sent a master to see him!"

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, frowned slightly and said: "It's strange, the Shaolin faction doesn't agree with my Wudang, why would they send people to my Wudang?"

Feeling strange in his heart, Song Yuanqiao immediately said: "The visitor is a guest, go and invite him over."

Feng Ji had a strange look on his face at this time, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the visitor is not kind."

"Master Feng, what do you mean?"

Feng Ji smiled: "No hurry, wait for him to come up and see what he is going to do."

Not long after, a Shaolin monk ran up all the way, his face full of anxiety.

He rushed to the mountain first, and when he saw Song Yuanqiao, his face was filled with grief and indignation, and he shouted: "Song Daxia, the young monk Shaolin Temple has an important matter, and I need to report it to Master Wudang Zhang, please understand Song Daxia!"

Song Yuanqiao was slightly surprised when he heard this man's name.

"It's actually a master of the Kongzi generation, master, what is the matter?"

But he heard that Kong Xiang's eyes were red, and he choked with grief and anger and said: "The five major sects besieged Guangmingding and suffered heavy damage. The demon sect descended from the mountain and attacked my Shaolin Temple. Right now, all the monks in Shaolin have been captured by the demon sect's sneak attack. , Shaolin must be destroyed first, and then Wudang, the little monk is here to ask Zhenren Zhang to uphold justice."

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, subconsciously turned to look at Feng Ji.

The Ming Cult attacked the Shaolin Temple?Want to destroy Wudang?

How come, didn't Feng Ji just say that he is the leader of Mingjiao?

But Feng Ji patted Song Yuanqiao on the shoulder, stood up with a smile on his face, looked at the monk, and asked, "Master, who did the Ming Sect attack the eminent Shaolin monk?"

Na Kongxiang didn't recognize Feng Ji, and thought Feng Ji was one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Immediately said: "My little monk can't fully recognize the demons of the Ming Cult, but I heard them calling each other titles such as the Green Winged Bat King, the White-browed Eagle King, and the leader."

Feng Ji grinned at the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Did the leader of Mingjiao take action himself?"

"Yes, oh, by the way, you don't know yet, Mingjiao has now elected a new leader, and this person is the notorious 'Blood Hand Rentu'!"

Feng Ji suddenly laughed: "Oh? Why don't I remember that I have been to Shaolin?"

Na Kongxiang was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "You are?"

"Hehe, this seat is the notorious leader of the Ming Cult that you speak of."

"what!"

Kong Xiang's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, without further ado, he turned around and jumped, about to run away.

However, just as he jumped up, his ankle tightened suddenly.

But Feng Ji had already grabbed the sole of his foot.

The five fingers are like iron hooks, pinching his ankle tightly!
But Feng Ji smirked: "Want to leave? Come down!"

boom!
Feng Ji yanked it down suddenly, and suddenly the space-time phase was out of control, and it slammed on the steps.

The roaring sound exploded, and the steps exploded.

The empty phase suddenly broke countless bones.

Blood spewed out of the mouth, and half of life was gone!

Everyone in Wudang turned pale with shock, Song Yuanqiao immediately came to his senses, questioned Kongxiang, and asked, "Who are you!"

The empty phase muttered in his mouth, wanting to say something.

Feng Ji said indifferently: "You don't need to ask, this person is a master of martial arts, and he is the master of the Vajra School in the Western Regions."

"The Vajra Gate of the Western Regions?"

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, obviously he had heard of this sect.

Feng Ji nodded and said, "Get ready, the Mongol Tartars are going up the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout coming from the foot of the mountain.

"The decree is here—!"

The person coming down from the mountain has a strong internal force, and before the person arrives, the voice has been clearly heard by everyone.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing when he heard this voice.

"Imperial decree... the Mongolian Tartars are coming to force Wudang to stand in line."

Song Yuanqiao's complexion also changed drastically, and Wudang went up and down, instantly as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone looked at Song Yuanqiao.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but said: "Eldest senior brother, what should we do?"

Yu Lianzhou: "The intention of the Mongols' visit this time may not be simple."

"Imperial decree... It seems that this time is really troublesome."

Everyone was worried.

But I saw a large number of people rushing up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain.

The leader is the guard of honor of the Mongolian royal family.

A large number of martial arts masters followed behind.

But I saw a man about [-] years old, sitting on a sedan chair, being carried up the mountain by several strong Han men.

Next to the sedan chair, there are several inner family masters with bulging temples following the guards.

But I saw that this group of people was extremely fast, and they had already descended from the mountain to Wudang Golden Summit in a short while.

The people in the sedan chair didn't move, an old man stood up and shouted: "Where is Zhang Sanfeng? The imperial decree of the Great Yuan has arrived, come out quickly to receive the decree!"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao could only stand up with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "Wuliang Tianzun, this lord, my master has not left the seclusion, and I am at Song Yuanqiao, what is the name of this lord?"

The old man said: "This is the son of King Ruyang, Dayuan Guanglu Dafu Wang Baobao, why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Song Yuanqiao and the others fell silent for a moment.

Feng Ji suddenly laughed and said, "I, the Han people, kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents, but I have never had the custom to kneel to the Mongolian Tartars. What are you Mongolian dogs, and you want us to kneel to you?"

"Bold!" The old man was furious.

The man in the sedan chair also narrowed his eyes instantly, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Feng Ji chuckled lightly: "Why, you just lost the battle at my Guangmingding, but you don't even know who the opponent who defeated you is?"

Wang Baobao and the others were shocked.

"You are a Mingjiao disciple!"

Feng Ji took out the Yitian Sword with his backhand, and said with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, Feng Ji, the leader of the Ming Cult, has been chasing you for half a month, and it's time to end it today."

Kurah!

Feng Ji directly pulled out the Yitian Sword, pointing at Wang Baobao and the others with the tip of the sword.

The old man beside Wang Baobao was shocked: "Yi Tianjian! Protect the little prince!"

With a roar, the masters around him jumped out one after another.

The strength in Feng Ji's body vibrated, and the innate qi penetrated into the Yitian sword, and the green sword qi burst up suddenly.

But seeing him grinning grimly: "I forgot to say, I killed a princess in the Green Willow Villa in Xiliang, is that your sister?"

Wang Baobao's face changed drastically in an instant, he stood up abruptly, and roared angrily, "Did you kill Minmin?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, little tartar, I'll send you to meet your sister right now!"

boom!
The next moment, Feng Ji stomped the ground suddenly, and rushed out in an instant.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the Yitian sword swept across with a bang.

In an instant, the ground was split by the sword gang, and there was a roaring explosion.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao yelled sharply: "Wudang disciples obey the order, surround and kill the Tartars, and don't let anyone go!"

(End of this chapter)