Washing powder [Comprehensive martial arts]

"In front of the six factions, I even offended my uncle and uncle, how do you want me to prove it?" Zhang Wuji said angrily.

He was so eager to stand up at that time because the Bright Left Envoy was "killed". He believed that the Mingjiao of Zhongtu had reached the most critical moment.

"When Zishan Dragon King Dai Qisi came to Middle-earth, she not only brought letters, but also produced tokens." Wei Yixiao said strangely.

Zhang Wuji frowned, and retorted: "Dai Qisi was ordered by the elder to visit your place, so naturally there are letters and tokens."

"Sister Buhui and I just happened to meet you in trouble, so we kindly offered to help, Wei Yixiao, don't be ignorant of good and evil."

In order to keep a low profile and avoid shocking Dai Qisi, he and his sister Buhui left all the items with traces of Mingjiao in Persia. Except for a mouth, he really couldn't show any other proof.

"You two are kind, Wei knows it well." Wei Yixiao flicked his half-length nails slowly, and blew a breath after finishing, "You can't say yes, we will believe it, we have to have proof... ...."

Yu Man interrupted him, shook the things in her hands, and said coldly: "Is this okay?"

Yang Xiao was the closest, and he was the first to exclaim when he fixed his eyes on the warrant stick in Yu Man's hand.

"Holy Fire Order!"

The Holy Torch, the sacred object of the Ming religion, was lost from the hands of the leader Shi, and after two generations, it reappeared today.

Wei Yixiao didn't bother to criticize anymore, he slid down from the chair, and other people crowded up to watch the torch order, staring intently.

Zhang Wuji rubbed his eyes vigorously, not only the others were shocked, but he was also extremely surprised.

"Where did the Holy Fire Order come from?" Zhang Wuji subconsciously became nervous.

You know, even in Persia, they never held such sacred objects as the Holy Fire Order.

Sister Bugui is sometimes bold and careful, and sometimes bold, he is really afraid, really afraid that the torch will come from a wrong path.

"King Changsheng gave it to me." Yu Man raised one corner of her mouth and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Wuji, looking very proud.

Before leaving, King Changsheng, one of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Ming Cult, privately handed over the Holy Fire Order to her, and told her that if she was in danger in Middle-earth, she could use the Holy Fire Order to order the Middle-earth Ming Cult to relieve her urgent needs.

Zhang Wuji was sour, the discriminatory treatment was very obvious in the past, but this time he was so sour beyond recognition.

"King Changsheng is Aiwujiwu, you are not so proud."

Yu Man smiled openly, shaking her head, "I, just, got, mean."

"It's really the holy fire order?" Yang Xiao looked at the holy fire order in Yu Man's hand excitedly, and murmured.

"If you don't believe me, you can test it." Yu Man generously sent the torch order to Yang Xiao.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao and Wu Sanren suddenly became complicated, and their expressions were a little subtle.

Yang Xiao was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Then Yang will be disrespectful."

With that said, he was about to accept the torch order from Yu Man.

"There are a total of six holy fire orders. They are the treasures of my Zhongtu Mingjiao, and they are owned by the leaders of all generations." Wei Yixiao said meaningfully.

Zhang Wuji immediately became vigilant, he was worried that someone would have the desire to snatch the torch order.

King Changsheng handed over the torch order to Buhui's sister to support her. After returning to Persia, the torch order was to be returned as it was.If there is a mistake, it is a serious crime.

"You want to blackmail me into being the leader of your sect?" Yu Man asked abruptly, her expression was calm, but she was able to express her sarcasm to the fullest.

A sneer twitched at the corner of her mouth, and she said coolly, "It's a good idea."

"I don't care about this mess."

Wei Yixiao was choked as if someone had squeezed his neck tightly, his eyeballs were protruding, as if they might fall off at any moment.The others also looked stunned.

"Here, Yang Zuo asked you to check carefully, don't say that I lied to you later." Yu Man stuffed the holy fire order into Yang Xiao's hand, and then walked towards the holy fire by herself.

Zhang Wuji was nervous, wishing he could take back the torch order to feel at ease.

Yu Man turned her head and called him, "Let's go, isn't it you who want to pay homage to the holy fire?"

The two paid homage to the holy fire, their minds were as absent-minded as ever, and they even recited a short scripture in Persian. Zhang Wuji didn't say a word in front of the holy fire, very unlike him.

After paying homage, the two turned back, and Yang Xiao returned the sacred fire order to Yu Man.

Yu Man took it and tapped her palm, "Since the torch order has been revealed, I'll say a few more words."

All the people in the hall, like Yang Xiao, listened quietly, like Wei Yixiao and King Yinye, who showed disdain and disapproval.

"It's embarrassing that the Middle-earth Mingjiao has fallen to this point."

For a moment, Yang Xiao and the others had thousands of feelings in their hearts.This fact, told by a Persian disciple, hit them even harder.

"I think you all have deep quarrels..." Yu Man sighed softly, a little helpless, paused, her eyes warmed up again, and said earnestly: "Even if you can't make the Mingjiao of China regain its glory, please do your best." Keep the Holy Fire alive."

I hope you will keep this half-dead state, and don't smash yourself to death, when the time comes, the Middle-earth Mingjiao will be destroyed... It sounds so sentimental.

"Ashamed." Yang Xiao lowered his head and whispered.

The others looked sad and sighed silently.

Mingjiao has split up to now, shouldn't these high-level people try again and try to save it?If we continue to let them go, and wait for them to grow old and die one by one, then Mingjiao will have no leader, messenger of light and dharma king, and Zhongtu Mingjiao will inevitably turn into ashes and be blown away in the wind of Kunlun.

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After descending the mountain, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but look back.

The shriveled bundle slid down his shoulders, and he hung it up, smiling and saying, "Xiao Zhao is still thoughtful, these dry food and water are exactly what we need."

Yu Man pursed her lips, thinking, what a ghost, she was the one who asked Yang Xiao for dry food and water, Xiao Zhao obeyed her orders to prepare, and when she was ready, she directly gave it to Zhang Wuji.

"Why didn't Miss Xiao Zhao come to see you off?"

"Xiao Zhao is busy serving Yang Zuo envoy, so he has no time to see me off." Zhang Wuji said sullenly.

Yu Man rolled her eyes with a smile, and was about to tease him, asking Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao who was prettier, when Zhang Wuji slapped her thigh suddenly.

"Oops, forgot, forgot..."

"Forgot what?"

Zhang Wuji scratched his head, and said in a tone of deep regret, "I forgot to ask Yang Zuoshi what enmity he has with my sixth uncle."

Yu Man froze, and quickly turned her face aside, her right eyelid twitched.

Hearing Zhang Wuji muttering "I'll ask next time", she couldn't help saying loudly: "Don't inquire about the elders' affairs."

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Yu Man was afraid that he would quarrel and go back to Guangmingding to find Yang Xiao, so she said "yes" a few times to appease him.

First of all, he would definitely not open his mouth to Sixth Uncle Yin, and secondly, he might not be able to see Yang Xiao again, but this question is simple, there should be many people who know the sixth uncle Yin and Yang Xiao's grievances, so who is not asking.

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Yu Man and Zhang Wuji walked slowly among the Kunlun Mountains for two days, and never saw the battlefield between the Ming Cult and the six major sects. Their attempts to besiege the Bright Peak failed one after another, and the righteous army lost their hearts and dispersed.

On the third day, Zhang Wuji found a person lying under the Gobi. He ran over and patted the sand on the face of the person. When he saw the person's face clearly, Zhang Wuji was shocked.

This person was actually Zhang Wuji's seventh uncle, Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu was unconscious, but his breathing was not weak, he should have just passed out.Yu Man hurriedly took off the water bottle at her waist, knelt beside Mo Shenggu, squeezed his mouth open and poured water into it.

"Cough, cough cough..." After a few sips, Mo Shenggu choked up, and then woke up.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Yu Man's face, so he choked even more.

"Mo Qixia, are you feeling better?" Yu Man asked in a low voice.

She wiped the water off Mo Shenggu's chin with her sleeve, her brows were full of concern, at the same time, kicking her legs hard, Mo Shenggu, who was struggling to sit up, twitched like a dead fish, and collapsed back again.