Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 532 Great Joy Sect
Mingyue Pavilion is actually a brothel, and there are many beauties inside. Among them, Peony and the twelve flower fairies are the best. Only powerful people can do it. Of course, all this is nothing in front of Zhen Qing. This is an uncle of the state. It is rumored that Concubine Zhen is pregnant. If she can give birth to a boy, Concubine Zhen will receive more benefits.

Needless to say, Zhen Yi was still the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. Although this prime minister was just a mascot in the eyes of senior officials, among the people, the name of prime minister was very powerful.

Although the Twelve Flower Immortals of Mingyue Pavilion are superior, in Zhen Qing's eyes, they are nothing more than that. He wants money and power, and he is very powerful in Jinling City.

However, today is different. There is a young man sitting next to him. He is handsome and unrestrained, but he has a cold face. No one dares to approach him, and he looks like he is keeping strangers away.

"Brother Song, since you are here, you have to enjoy yourself in time. Don't think about that. She is just a woman! Look here, you can take away whoever you like. Peony and hibiscus are still shepherds. Compared with Your Zhou Zhi is much better." Zhen Qing looked at Song Qingshu on the side, with a smile on her face, but a burst of disdain in her heart.

It is a joke that the grandson of Wu Shengsheng, who will be the master of Wudang in the future, can't deal with a disciple from a small family. If it were him, he would have rushed up to him. He would not believe that the person named Jue Shitai dared to offend him. A martial saint.

"Hey, brother Zhen, Zhiruo is like the bright moon in the sky, how can it be compared to ordinary women." Song Qingshu took a sip of wine, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "Hey, you didn't see it!"

Zhen Qing felt depressed. If the other party was not the grandson of Wu Shengsheng, and Zhen needed to have a good relationship with Zhang Sanfeng, Zhen Qing would not come to see Song Qingshu in such a condescending manner, and even call him brother. It was simply too abominable, even if In this case, the other party has not yet taken him to heart, and he will come and go as soon as he is called upon.

"Brother Song, Miss Zhou is very beautiful, but she can't be seen or touched! She often makes Brother Song angry. Brother Song, it's not good if this continues! If this happens, it will affect your state of mind. I am obedient and trying to break through the innate When you are a monk, you have to pay attention to your thoughts. It is not good for you to do this!" Zhen Qing advised.

Song Qingshu nodded. He naturally knew the sentiments here, but even knowing all this was of no use. Zhou Zhiruo ignored him at all. Wudang's education prevented him from messing around and bullying men and women. matter.

"Hey, how could I not know? It's just that in my Wudang, Grand Master has strict rules and cannot violate the Wudang sect rules." Song Qingshu sighed.

Zhen Qing rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled: "Brother Song, do you think there are many women around me? Tsk tsk, there is no place within ten miles of Qinhuai that I haven't been to. The Twelve Flower Immortals of Mingyue Pavilion only came out recently. Why?" Like this, I have already picked ten flowers. If you hadn't come here, these twelve flowers would have been mine. Look, my martial arts skills are at the bottom of Jinling, but no one dares to mess with me. Why, because I am the son of the Prime Minister. , uncle of the state, I have a lot of money."

"But I have no money." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "I also have no power."

"Brother Song, you are wrong. Everything about me is nothing in front of you, do you understand?" Zhen Qing's eyes flashed and she couldn't help but said: "Who are you? The disciple of Martial Saint Zhang Zhenren, The son of the leader of Wudang, you are the future leader of Wudang, or even the future Martial Saint. Whoever dares to mess with you, even King Ming, will have to give you face!"

Zhen Qing became more and more excited as he talked, and even Song Qingshu's eyes flashed with excitement as he talked about it.

"Is that true?" Song Qingshu said loudly.

"Of course that's the case. If you don't believe me, just ask Peony and the others." Zhen Qing pointed at the twelve flower fairies around her and said.

"We have heard of Mr. Song's reputation for a long time, and we are willing to serve him." Twelve Flower Fairy said without hesitation.

Regardless of the other person's appearance, they are willing to betray their identity. There are several Martial Saints in the wilderness, and Zhang Sanfeng, the newly promoted Martial Saint, is enough to intimidate many people.

After hearing this, Song Qingshu's face suddenly showed joy, and even his breathing became rapid. Facing so many beauties, Song Qingshu had never been so excited before him. He could clearly feel the reverence and adoration in the eyes of the women.

yes!Who are you?The disciple of Wu Sheng, the son of the leader of Wudang, and the leader of Wudang in the future, why can't people respect you? Who are you, Zhou Zhiruo, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of yourself?

"That's right! Women! You can't dote on them too much. Just do whatever you want. When you become stronger, they will just fall in love with you. Think about His Highness Prince Ming. If he falls in love with a woman, he still needs to beg. Her? An edict was sent." Zhen Qing said disdainfully: "This woman! You are too kind to her, but she doesn't take you to heart. You treat them with a normal heart, but they still ask for help. I want you. Look at these women in front of you, do you still need to beg them?"

Song Qingshu nodded repeatedly after hearing this. He seemed to understand these words, but it would take some time to actually put them into practice.

"Brother Song, do you know why I like to be in Mingyue Tower?" Zhen Qing said suddenly.

"Is there any secrets in Mingyue Pavilion?" Song Qingshu looked at the other party curiously. "The Twelve Flower Immortals are proficient in the dual cultivation method, which can increase your internal strength while being happy, especially when you obtain Yuan Yin." Zhen Qing said proudly: "Behind the Mingyue Pavilion is the Great Yuan It’s passed down from the Holy Maiden of the Great Joy Sect in the Western Region. It’s different from the evil cult.”

"The Great Joy Sect of the Western Regions?" Song Qingshu was stunned after hearing this. This sect was very famous in the Yuan Dynasty. Even the imperial court of the Yuan Dynasty had connections with the sect. It was indeed different from other cults.

I just didn't expect that the Great Joy Sect would actually come to the Ming Dynasty, run such a business, and have something to do with the Zhen family.

"Brother Song, you must break the flowers when they are ready. Don't wait until the flowers are empty and break the branches. Zhang Wuji has practiced the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu, and his martial arts have improved rapidly. Wudang's internal strength is the orthodox Xuanmen. It exerts force in the later stage, but it is very slow. If you don't It is difficult to achieve innate heaven by taking shortcuts! At that time, you were too far away from Zhang Wuji." Zhen Qing advised: "Now that the opportunity is in front of you, how can you refuse? This is because it is Brother Song, otherwise, other people Where is such an opportunity?"

Song Qingshu showed hesitation on his face after hearing this.

"Shaoyao, Furui, what are you doing standing still? Hurry and help Brother Song to rest!" When Zhen Qing saw this, she immediately knew that the matter had been successful. Song Qingshu just couldn't let go, so he quickly signaled to the two women on the side.

"Young Master Song." Upon seeing this, the two girls Shaoyao and Fuu rushed toward Song Qingshu. This was a rare high branch.

Song Qingshu was an innocent man. When had he ever experienced such a make-up battle? His handsome face suddenly turned red and he was at a loss. He could only let the two women pull him and disappear into the hall.

"Sir, those peony and hibiscus are people you like, so are you letting them out like this?" Peony saw this and asked boldly.

"Humph, what do you know? Song Qingshu is the grandson of Wu Sheng, and he has won the trust of Master Zhang. Wu Sheng is preparing to train him as his successor. His future is limitless. If you make friends with such a person, you will make a sure profit. It's a no-compensation deal." Zhen Qing said disdainfully.

"But the young master supports Song Shaoxia to marry Zhou Zhiruo, won't he offend Zhang Wuji? Rumor has it that Zhang Wuji is also Zhang Zhenren's disciple!" A woman asked in confusion.

"Hmph, if Zhang Wuji was just a disciple of Wudang, I would naturally not get involved, but it is different now. Zhang Wuji is the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult. The Zoroastrian Cult occupies half of the country in Beihuang. Sooner or later, such a person will become the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, and also the Great Zhou Dynasty. The enemy who is about to be eliminated, Zhang Wuji will definitely die. How can I, the Zhen family, support such a person?" Zhen Qing said disdainfully.

I'm afraid Song Qingshu wouldn't have thought that Zhen Qing supported him and had such considerations behind him.

"Sir, Wudang is a well-known and upright sect, and its disciples are not allowed to enter the brothel. What if Master Zhang finds out?" Mudan rolled her eyes, feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'm not harming him. Recently, when I'm with you, my internal energy has become much purer, and my strength has obviously improved a lot. Maybe soon, I will be able to attack the innate. I am helping him. Master Zhang won't blame me if he finds out." Zhen Qing said proudly: "You guys! You should come here early. What's good about Beihuang is not as good as the Ming Dynasty. The country is peaceful and the people are safe here, and there are so many rich people. .”

"Master Zhen is really powerful. No wonder Zhen has become more and more powerful over the years." As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came slowly. The voice was cold and elegant, which was particularly different in Mingyue Pavilion.

After hearing this, Zhen Qing's face showed a look of joy. He couldn't help but stand up, cupped his hands and said, "I have seen the saint before, but I didn't expect to see the saint here."

I saw a woman coming slowly not far away. Different from the cold voice, she had a graceful figure, a shiny pink face, and a seductive aura all over her body. It was completely different from her voice. The difference between before and after was too big. However, it is this difference that feels even more profound.

"The saint is ridiculous. Zhen Qing is just a dandy. No one in the entire Jinling City knows that." Zhen Qing chuckled, with a look of admiration on her face.The other party was still talking about Song Qingshu just now. In fact, Zhen Qing did the same when facing the saint at this time.

"If Major Zhen is a playboy, I'm afraid there won't be any outstanding talents in the Ming Dynasty. When Cui Lan was in Beihuang, he heard about the power of Young Master Zhen!" Cui Lan's voice was cold, but there was something hidden in her beautiful eyes. Infinitely affectionate.

"No matter how powerful you are, it's still not Xiantian!" Zhen Qing said bitterly.

Innateness is always a threshold that is difficult to cross.

(End of this chapter)