Crash the heavens, I really don't want to be a villain!

Chapter 122 Finally on the Bright Summit, meet Xiao Zhao!
"I went up to the Bright Peak this time to find someone, so you just need to take me up the mountain. As for the internal problems of the Mingjiao in Zhongtu, you can solve them yourself, and I will not interfere."

Qin Yun held his head high, looking arrogant.

At the same time, he did not deny Wei Yixiao's speculation about his identity as the head teacher.

This also made Wei Yixiao even more suspicious.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Although Wei Yixiao lost, he didn't want to lead unknown people into Guangmingding. It would be troublesome if they were hostile forces.

Although this is unlikely.

After all, the person in front of him snatched Miejue Shitai's Yitian Sword.

According to Miejue Shitai's domineering character, it is impossible to act such a play just to send people to the Bright Summit.

But when it's time to be cautious, be cautious.

Especially now that the six major factions are coming together, we have to guard against it.

"It's not your business to ask."

Qin Yun's face turned cold, "It's not bad for your leader Yang Dingtian to ask this question."

Wei Yi smiled angrily, he is one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, yet he is being so underestimated now.

But when he met Qin Yun's gaze, he couldn't help suppressing his anger.

His eyes flickered for a while, and he thought to himself: This person's origin is unknown, whether he is the head teacher or not, he is not easy to deal with, and I am not his opponent, so let Yang Xiao and the others deal with him together.

After the leader Yang Dingtian and the right envoy Fan Yao disappeared, the current left envoy Yang Xiao is the number one master of the Ming Cult.

Although he was very unconvinced and had great conflicts with Yang Xiao, he had to admit it.

What's more, how could he be the only one to suffer?
Thinking of this, Wei Yixiao was determined, and his eyes became amiable, "Since your Excellency is not an enemy of my Ming Cult, it is all right for me to take you to the Bright Summit, but if I find that you are going to be harmful to my Ming Cult, then my Ming Cult will definitely fight against you." And attack it!"

"Humph."

Qin Yun didn't respond, but just snorted, looking arrogant.

Such a gesture made Wei Yixiao more sure that the other party might really be from the head teacher.

"In this case, please wait a moment, Your Excellency, and wait for me to recover my vitality."

Wei Yixiao turned his gaze, and landed on Jingxu who was secretly retreating, trying to escape, looking at the white and tender neck of the girl in front of him, he couldn't help licking the corner of his lips.

He had used too much internal energy just now, and now the cold poison had begun to attack, and his face became paler and paler, like a ghoul.

At this moment, he can only suppress the cold poison in his body by sucking blood, relying on the yang energy contained in the blood of living people.

"It's embarrassing for you to train the Frost Palm to be so neither human nor ghost!"

At this time, Qin Yun suddenly spoke.

He practiced many unique skills while being proud of his smile. He also participated in Zuo Lengchan's "Frost True Qi" and "Frost God's Palm". place.

Coupled with his foresight, he naturally knows everything.

"You know my condition?"

Wei smiled startled and turned around.

People in the Jianghu only know that he loves to suck human blood, so he has a bad reputation.

But apart from the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult, no one else knew that he sucked blood not because of interest, but because of his obsession.

Now the opponent can see the number of martial arts he has practiced and his injuries at a glance, which naturally makes Wei Yixiao shocked.

"Let me help you first!"

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he appeared behind Wei Yixiao, and pressed his palm on the back of Wei Yixiao's heart.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of pure internal force poured into Wei Yixiao's body, immediately suppressing the cold poison in Wei Yixiao's body.

Although it is said that the Yi Jin Jing does not have the healing effect of the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, and it is not pure Yang martial arts, but after all, it is a unique skill of Shaolin's foundation, with pure inner strength and righteousness.

It can also detoxify Wei Yixiao.

It's just not as thorough and fast as "Nine Suns Divine Art".

It will take some time, do it several times.

But it's a pity, Wei Yixiao is one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Demon Sect, and the one who can practice the Yi Jin Jing must be an eminent Shaolin monk. Even if the Yi Jin Jing can help him, how dare he go to Shaolin for help?
If you go, I'm afraid it's not possible to become a monk directly.

But now, meeting Qin Yun, who was not born in Shaolin but has cultivated the core inner strength of Shaolin, naturally he has met his savior.

Soon after.

"My cold poison was actually suppressed, no, it was reduced!"

Wei Yixiao's eyes widened, feeling the reduction of cold poison in his body, he was immediately pleasantly surprised, "Even, after a few more times, my cold poison might disappear completely, I don't have to be trapped by this injury anymore, I can play to my fullest With your own internal strength, you can also continue to improve your cultivation!"

After realizing this, Wei Yixiao's doubts about Qin Yun decreased a bit.

He can now be sure that Qin Yun is not a member of the six factions, nor is he an enemy.

Who will help the enemy?

"Wei Yixiao, thank you sir for saving me!"

Wei Yixiao solemnly paid respects.

At this moment, he was really convinced.

After all, this is his hope to solve the hidden danger of injury.

"Let's go!"

Qin Yun said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Then she..."

Wei Yixiao looked at Jingxu with murderous intent in his eyes.

Jingxu's face was pale, but she still bravely shouted: "Devil Cult thieves, my master will not let you go."

"Your master even lost the Zhenpai Excalibur. Waiting for her to avenge you may be overthinking."

Wei Yixiao sneered while slowly approaching Jingxu.

At this moment, Qin Yun suddenly said, "It's just an ordinary disciple, there's no point in killing her, let alone my whereabouts don't need to be concealed, let her fend for herself."

Qin Yun's words were flat.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, so there is no need to cause more killings.

Wei Yixiao heard the words, and retreated, "You are lucky."

Let's talk, the two left Jingxu and continued on their way.

Several hours later, people from Emei arrived, saw Jingxu, and asked about the matter.

"This person is indeed related to the Demon Cult."

Master Miejue's face was too ugly.

This means that it may be more difficult for her to regain the Yitian Sword.

As for Qin Yun's request that she send outstanding and kind-hearted disciples to ask for it, Miejue Shitai didn't believe it at all.

After all, the other party is not from Wudang, and has an old relationship with Emei.

Since the other party is a member of the Devil's Cult, how could he easily return the magic weapon he got?
Seeing that Master Miejue was too angry, all the disciples behind were silent.

Soon after, Miejue Shitai took a group of disciples and continued on.

Soon, he encountered Mingjiao disciples, and killings broke out everywhere.

Although Juejue Shitai lost the sharpness of a magic weapon like the Yitian Sword, but because of the anger in her heart, her palms were more ruthless, and more people died under her palm than when she had the Yitian Sword.

In the end, Zhang Wuji stopped him.

After Zhang Wuji left with his people, Zhang Wuji still encountered Budai monk.

……

Bright top.

Wei Yixiao and Qin Yun crossed layers of Mingjiao disciples and reached the peak.

"Bat King, you can send it here, I will find the next person by myself."

Qin Yun stopped and said suddenly.

"yourself?"

Wei Yixiao showed hesitation. After all, Qin Yun's background was unknown. Wei Yixiao chuckled and said, "Mr. Qin, you don't know the way, why don't you find someone to tell me, I have a lot of acquaintances here, and I can find them soon."

Qin Yun looked at Wei Yixiao with a half-smile, and naturally knew what he was worried about. After all, such a master appeared on the top of the light, and as the master, he was naturally worried.

"Not everyone is qualified to know about me, do you really want to know?"

Qin Yun's words were flat, but Wei Yixiao felt a chill.

He wanted to shake his head, but his duties as Mingjiao Dharma King made him dare not easily watch people disappear in front of him.

But Qin Yun didn't give him much time to think.

People have disappeared in place.

Wei Yixiao hesitated for a moment, originally wanted to chase, but with his speed, he could easily catch up.

However, he was stopped by a voice from behind.

"Bat King came early enough."

A fat monk carrying a cloth bag appeared cheerfully, "Why are you standing here and not going to the hall?"

Being interrupted like this, Wei Yixiao also lost his will to keep chasing after him.

Xindao: This person is young, but he is unpredictable, but the most important thing to stop the Mingjiao is to deal with the six major sects. Today we must decide who the leader will be.

Thinking of this, Wei Yixiao suppressed his thoughts of inquiry, turned around and said, "Since we're here, let's go meet the acting leader together."

"What acting leader, Bat King invited you back yourself, and we five scattered people never agreed."

Before he could answer, a loud laugh came, and then Zhou Dian, who was among the five scattered people, appeared and said with a cold snort, "According to the canon rules, I only recognize the holy fire order. Whoever owns the holy fire order is the leader of my Ming religion."

Wei Yixiao couldn't help snorting coldly: "Zhou Dian, you are so ignorant. The leader has been missing for many years, and the sacred fire order has been lost for a hundred years. Now my Mingjiao is torn apart, and now there are six major factions coming to attack. In order to fight against the enemy, we must choose today. Let the leader preside over the overall situation and calm people's minds!"

"Since it is peace of mind, I think anyone can be chosen. Why is it Yang Xiao?"

Zhou Dian snorted.

A few people were arguing and walked into the hall.

At this time, Qin Yun had already stepped into the back mountain.

Not long after walking, they heard a sound of beating and scolding from the courtyard ahead.

"Let you talk more, let you slow down!"

Yang Buhui held the whip in his hand, and ruthlessly beat a hunchbacked girl whose eyes were different in size, and whose nose and mouth corners were distorted and ugly.

"When I see you, I get angry!"

The more Yang Buhui hit, the more angry he became, and the strength in his hands increased a bit.

Xiao Zhao was beaten and screamed in a low voice, with tears in her eyes.

Although she is strong and can easily defeat Yang Buhui, but in order to hide her identity and not delay her mother's plan, she can only endure.

At this moment, she really hopes that someone can save her and stop Yang Buhui from beating her.

"stop!"

Just when Xiao Zhao was in a gloomy mood, suddenly a soft drink came, like the sound of heaven and dawn, Xiao Zhao couldn't help looking up.

The courtyard door was opened, and a figure dressed in white stood in the sunlight, shining brightly.

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you? How did you appear in Guangmingding?"

Seeing Qin Yun, Yang Buhui was also attracted by Qin Yun's handsome face. After recovering, he immediately asked.

Eyes full of doubt and vigilance.

After all, this is Guangmingding, the main altar of Mingjiao.

And she has been here for a long time, if there are such outstanding people in Mingjiao, she will not be unaware.

Could it be the other Mingjiao seniors that Dad mentioned?

Yang Buhui had doubts in his heart.

She also knew that there would be a return of Mingjiao masters in the near future.

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