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When entering the range of Zhongshu Province, the atmosphere of troubled times became stronger.

Along the way, I saw that the fields were barren, the people were hungry, and there were more and more thieves along the trail.

The Mongols were rampant, and the Han people were struggling to survive.

Zhang Sanfeng, dressed in an old Taoist robe, looked like a wild Taoist in the Jianghu. No one would know that he was the No. 1 Zhang Sanfeng in the world.

Looking at this purgatory-like scene on earth, he felt extremely complicated and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Departing from Junzhou to Kunlun Mountain, it is more than ten thousand miles away.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will take a year to reach it.

Zhang Sanfeng is different, he is now a fifth-level Yin God Realm existence, one step away, one hundred and eighty miles away.

After walking for a long time, I finally came to the boundary of Kunlun Mountain.

The Kunlun Mountains, stretching for thousands of miles, are located in the Western Regions, full of wind and sand, bitter cold and windy.

It is located at the junction of Xinjiang, Qinghai, and Tibet in later generations, with an altitude of more than 4000 meters and belongs to the plateau zone.

The Kunlun Mountains is the ancestor of the world's peaks and dragons. The whole mountain range rises from the plateau and descends from the sky. It traverses thousands of miles from east to west.

According to myths and legends, Kunlun Mountain is the residence of the Heavenly Emperor in the world, guarded by Lu Wu, who has a nine-tailed body, and there is also the undead medicine, the flat peach tree.

There is another saying that this place is the hidden cultivation place of the Queen Mother of the West.

Of course, it's just a fairy tale, just listen to it.

The location of Mingjiao chief rudder Guangmingding has always been kept secret, few people in Jianghu know about it, its mountain peak is named Zuowangfeng, Zhang Sanfeng only showed his face at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Cuishan got the news and went up to Guangmingding in person.

Bright Summit, Mingjiao headquarters.

Knowing that No. 1 Zhang Sanfeng was coming in person, all the top officials of the Mingjiao rushed over, and Zhang Cuishan's yard was crowded.

"The juniors (Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Peng Yingyu, Zhang Zhong, Leng Qian, can't tell) have seen Daoist Zhang!"

Everyone bowed to Zhang Sanfeng respectfully.

"Yin Tianzheng has met his in-laws. He has been famous for a long time, but he is lucky to meet him today. I am very lucky!"

The gray-haired but energetic Yin Tianzheng cupped his fists for the last time and said hello.

"Haha, everyone please hurry up, there is no need to be polite!"

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves, and replied with a smile, he looked at Yin Tianzheng again, and was even more enthusiastic.

"My in-law's eagle claw skill is unique in the world, and the old way has been famous for a long time!"

A huge force came and helped the bowed people up.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zhang Cuishan accompanied Zhang Sanfeng to sit in the first place, and the rest of them sat down according to their status.

"Master, why did you go down the mountain yourself? Do you have any orders?"

Zhang Cuishan asked impatiently.

As far as he knew, since he entered Wudang Mountain, he had never seen his master go down the mountain. Now that Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain himself, it must be a big deal.

"Cuishan, how is the progress of the great cause?"

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a while, and instead of answering his question, he asked about the progress of the rebellion.

"Returning to Master, since my disciple joined the Ming Sect, I have re-formulated the teachings, cleared up the chaos within the Sect, and selected 3 elites from the Sect to form an army. I have been training for more than half a year now. I dare not say that it is more elite than the Mongolian Army, but it is worth it. Let's fight!"

Speaking of the progress of the great cause of the rebellion, Zhang Cuishan was startled and said loudly.

"The old Taoist wanted you to take your time, but then I thought about it, if the rivers and mountains are recovered one day later, the people of my Han family will suffer one more day."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said: "So, the old Taoist will go down the mountain in person to help you drive away the Mongolian Tartars and restore our Han family's rivers and mountains."

Chapter 89 Space-Time Closed Loop

Just when Zhang Sanfeng set off a wave of anti-Yuan cause, at the same time, in the world of Condor Shooting.

Zhongdu City, the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Jin.

Jin Xuanzong Wanyan Xun sat on the dragon chair, listening to the minister's report with an expression on his face.

"What? The damned Temujin is dead? Who did it?"

Knowing that all the high-level officials of the Mongolian country had been wiped out, Wan Yanxun jumped up and shouted in surprise.

Ten years ago, countless tribes in the Mobei Grassland were fighting endlessly, and they were of no importance at all. The Dajin Kingdom sent a random army and they could be wiped out with a single wave.

Today is not the same as in the past, in just ten years, Temujin was born out of nowhere, unified the various ministries of Mongolia with lightning speed, and even occupied the upper capital of the Great Jin Kingdom, which is really hateful.

Today's Dajin Kingdom is not what it used to be.

Not to mention the decline of national power, there are many internal conflicts. Even if Wanyan Xun wants to reform, he is powerless and hard to return.

At this time, he suddenly learned that the damned Temujin was dead, not only that, even the top Mongolian officials were dead.

In other words, the prestigious Mongolia has perished.

Wanyan Xun's first feeling was not happiness, but fear.

Even the Mongolian Kingdom was suddenly destroyed, so how could the Great Jin Kingdom be any better?

"My Majesty, the one who destroyed the high-ranking Mongols was none other than the Valkyrie of Mount Hua!"

The minister wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a somewhat unbelievable tone.

After receiving the secret report, the minister did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly went to the palace to face the saint and told Jin Xuanzong about it.

"What? That Jiang Hu Cao Cao has such a skill?"

Wanyan Xun's first reaction was disbelief.

"Your Majesty, this matter is absolutely true, and this humble minister is not lying!"

The minister said with certainty.

"Well..."

Wanyan Xun stroked his beard, groaning silently, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

"Father, my child has heard about the matter of Huashan's fairy gate, and judging by his behavior, he has no intention of interfering with the community!"

At this time, Wanyan Honglie, the sixth prince below, said: "Therefore, Hai'er suggests that Huashan should be treated with gentleness, so as not to cause hostility."

There is no other way, Wanyan Xun, as the emperor, can't say such a thing even if he thinks so.

Therefore, his son had to stand up and take the blame.

Even if this action caused an uproar in the country, it was the matter of his sixth prince Wanyan Honglie, and the emperor was still a wise emperor.

Wanyan Honglie naturally knew this and stood up without hesitation.

"Well, sixth son, you go here and go to Huashan to read out my will on my behalf. Our Dajin Kingdom will definitely abide by the rules of the Martial God and treat the people kindly."

Soon, Wanyan Xun made a decision.

Not only Jin, but Song Ting's jaw dropped when he got the news that Mongolia was destroyed by Huang Rong.

When the Prime Minister Shi Miyuan got the news, without a word, he united with the courtiers and abolished Li Zong Zhao Yun, who had just taken office for less than a year, and chose a more obedient and younger descendant of the Taizu from each family. Be emperor.

Huang Rong's warning before was still vivid in his memory, and in the blink of an eye, Mongolia was wiped out.

It seems that Martial God and her old man didn't make trouble at the beginning because of being Han Chinese.

Good luck!

This news spread throughout the north and south of the river along with the caravan traveling from south to north, and spread to the surrounding small countries at an extremely fast speed.

Before long, almost everyone will know.

God, that has changed.

In the past, there was an extra housekeeper and mother-in-law on top of the high-ranking officials and nobles. If anyone dared to abuse the people, the knights of Huashan Xianmen would not be polite to him, and he would have to be stabbed.

People spontaneously set off firecrackers to celebrate, and the world was boiling.

Wild world.

Seeing the situation of the group members, Li Luo couldn't help laughing.

Ying Zheng, Zhang Sanfeng, and Huang Rong are progressing smoothly, and the anomalies in Mark's world have been wiped out, so there is no need to worry about it.

Li Luo couldn't help looking at the world of Zhao Linger and Cao Zhengchun.

...

Sword World.

On this day, an uninvited guest came to the residence of Princess Zhao Linger of Nanzhao, worshiping the Moon Sect Master.

"Meet Your Highness the Princess!"

This is a very attractive man, his every move is impeccable, so perfect that it makes people unconsciously comfortable.

"Why is the leader free to come to my palace today?"

Zhao Linger sat on the first seat, looked at Baiyue who walked in, and said calmly.

No matter how perfect this man is, he is also her mother-killing enemy. It's no wonder that Zhao Ling'er will look good on him.

Not launching an attack on the spot was already the result of her utmost restraint.

"Dare to ask Your Highness, how to govern the country?"

Sure enough, it is worthy of worshiping the moon, and when they met, they asked a question that was enough to stump the world.

"The leader wants to test and teach me how to govern the country?"

Zhao Linger was startled, quite surprised.

Is there some conspiracy?

"Exactly, as the only descendant of the Witch King, Her Royal Highness will inherit the throne of Nanzhao Kingdom sooner or later. If you don't know anything about governing the country, how can you govern the world?"

To Zhao Linger's surprise, Bai Yue said it in a serious manner.

From the perspective of those who don't know, they will think that he is the most loyal subject of Nanzhao Kingdom, and he is worried about the future of Nanzhao Kingdom, so he asks the prince for government.

"Well..."

Zhao Ling'er let out a light sigh, and fell silent.

In her telepathy, the Lord of Worshiping the Moon came with good intentions, neither on the surface nor in the depths of his heart.

But how is this possible?

Zhao Ling'er couldn't figure out why the Lord of Worshiping the Moon would be so kind.

Is the sun coming out west?

"The leader is so kind?"

Zhao Ling'er narrowed her eyes, and gradually raised her aura, and asked indifferently.

"Your Highness, do you still remember what happened ten years ago?"

Feeling the vague crisis in his heart, the leader of the Moon Worship couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Oh, it seems that the leader has not forgotten what happened back then!"

Zhao Linger pursed her lips and said noncommittally.

"Back then, worshiping the moon was muddled and almost caused a catastrophe. Fortunately, His Highness traveled through time and space and stopped worshiping the moon! Otherwise, I don't know how much trouble I would have caused!"

The Master of Worshiping the Moon said with a wry smile.

"Wait, time travel ten years ago? Why doesn't this palace have any memory about this incident?"

The more Zhao Linger listened, the more confused she became. She couldn't remember what she had done ten years ago.

wrong.

Soon, she remembered what was said in the Book of Fate.

In the original fate, she would marry Li Xiaoyao and conceive her daughter Yiru. After a series of events, in the Nuwa Temple, Li Xiaoyao traveled through time and space to go back to ten years ago, rescued herself, and made herself Sent to Fairy Island.

In this way, a closed loop of time and space is formed, which cannot be broken.