The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

In Yuanzhou City, shouts shook the sky in the military camp.

Two years have passed since Yue Zhuoqun took back the position of Huashan Sect Leader. Except for the first half year in Huashan, he spent most of his time in Yuanzhou.

He renamed the Houtu Banner to Houtu Army and expanded it by another 2,000 to 5,000.

Everyone wore leather armor and held a special heavy shovel as a weapon.

Although it was called a heavy shovel, it was more like a big axe. The pointed shovel body was as thick as a palm, with sharp blades on both sides. The handle was one meter long and weighed fifty kilograms.

In two years, the soldiers in the army basically completed the first level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong. They could hold the axe and shovel of this weight in their hands and wave it like the wind.

In Yue Zhuoqun's mind, they should also be equipped with heavy armor.

In this way, they have the ability of engineers, can dig tunnels in the mountains and attack by surprise, and can also charge into battle as heavy infantry. Even if they face archers shooting from a distance, they are not afraid of heavy armor and shovels and axes.

It's just that it costs too much money to build equipment. The financial resources of Yuanzhou City alone can't support the construction of axes and shovels.

Fortunately, he brought two boxes of gold bars in the system space, so he was able to equip himself.

"I have to think of a way to make money." Yue Zhuoqun looked at the army training below, but he was thinking in his mind.

The Central Plains of this era was too poor, and there were hungry people fleeing famine everywhere. The money was plundered by the Mongols, and the business environment was very poor. Opening a shop like in "Swordsman" would not have much effect in a short time.

Like Zhu Yuanzhang, the route of building high walls and slowly claiming the throne is right, but it will take longer.

"Let's integrate the Mingjiao first."

The main temple of the Mingjiao is Guangmingding, but many cities in Jiuzhou have branch temples with their own business models.

Once integrated together, it can also gather a lot of manpower and financial resources.

Thinking of this, he turned to Monk Peng and asked, "Did you get any results from the people you contacted?"

After he rescued Monk Peng and Bai Guishou, Bai Guishou returned to the Tianying Sect, but Monk Peng stayed at his invitation.

Although Monk Peng was one of the Five Scattered People in the Ming Sect, his status was not high or low, and he did not write much, his ability was very extraordinary.

In history, he first organized an armed uprising with his disciple Zhou Ziwang. After being suppressed, he went into hiding in Jianghuai, Jiangxi, and the two lakes to develop a large number of believers and once again raised an army to revolt. The rebels wrapped their heads with red scarves and were called the Red Scarf Army or the Fragrant Army. They crossed the Yangtze River and conquered countless cities in succession, occupying the city of Hangzhou. It was a pity that he was eventually suppressed by the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and was brutally killed.

With his ability, it was more than enough for him to stay in the army and be a military advisor.

"Leng Qian and his men have replied, saying they are willing to help you fight against the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, but they still need to wait and consider whether to support you as the new leader of the Ming Cult."

After Yang Dingtian's death, the top leaders of the Ming Cult disagreed on who to choose as the new leader, and no one was convinced by the other.

Finally, the five scattered people left the main hall in anger and swore that they would never do anything about the affairs of the Ming Cult.

But as members of the Ming Cult, how could they do it so easily?

Yue Zhuoqun asked Monk Peng to invite them to work together. He agreed to fight against the Yuan Meng Dynasty very happily, but he hesitated to support him as the new leader.

"No problem." Yue Zhuoqun was not surprised by this result.

After all, the other party didn't know much about him, and it was normal for them to hesitate.

As long as they were willing to come, it would be easy to subdue a few people with their own abilities.

"By the way, there is news about the Golden Flower Granny you asked me to pay attention to.

Recently, many martial artists have been injured and poisoned by strange things, and they have taken a golden flower to Butterfly Valley to seek treatment from Hu Qingniu."

Monk Peng had a curious look on his face: "I heard that this Golden Flower Granny is over 60 years old and looks like an old woman. She has only become famous in the martial arts world in recent years.

She has no intersection with our Ming Cult. Why is the flag bearer asking about her?"

"Do you really believe that a martial arts master can endure loneliness for most of his life and come out to stir up trouble in the martial arts world when he is old?"

"You mean that the Golden Flower Granny is a fake identity she deliberately disguised?"

"Yes!"

The Golden Flower Granny is the Purple-Robed Dragon King Daiqisi in disguise.

Daiqisi's father is from the Central Plains. He served as the Pure Good Initiator in the Persian Ming Cult and gave birth to her with a Persian woman.

Daiqisi also became one of the three saints of the Persian Grand Master. She was secretly sent to the Central Plains Ming Cult and eventually became the Purple-Robed Dragon King.

The saint of the Persian Grand Master has a high status, and the leader is chosen from the three saints.

To ensure the holiness of the Grand Master, the saint must not marry for life and must remain a virgin.

But Dai Qisi fell in love with Han Qianye after arriving in the Central Plains. As a result, because of the sectarianism of the Ming Cult, she broke away from the Ming Cult and lived in seclusion on the Spirit Snake Island.

After Han Qianye died, in order to avoid the punishment of the Persian Grand Master, she disguised herself as Jinhua Granny and walked around the world.

She is now looking for trouble with Hu Qingniu because HanQianye was poisoned, Hu Qingniu did not save her, and Han Qianye died of the hatred.

…

Beside the Nushan Lake in northern Anhui, there is a quiet valley full of flowers, colorful and beautiful. People walk through it, and groups of butterflies fly out of the flowers and dance. It is extremely romantic. This place is Hu Qingniu's secluded place-Butterfly Valley.

But since ten days ago, the tranquility in Butterfly Valley has been broken. Every day, people from the rivers and lakes come to seek medical treatment with injuries.

Among them, there are many disciples of Shaolin, Kongtong, Kunlun, Beggar Gang, and Shenquan Sect. Even Ji Xiaofu, who disappeared for a long time from Emei Sect, brought this little girl to seek medical treatment.

Hu Qingniu once swore a poisonous oath that he would not save anyone except those from the Mingjiao, and he was known as a person who would not save anyone who died.

These people who seek medical treatment are almost all from several major sects in the rivers and lakes, but none of them are from the Mingjiao, so he naturally won't pay attention to them.

When she saw the golden flowers in everyone's hands, she realized that this was Granny Jinhua coming to seek revenge, so she simply pretended to have smallpox and closed the door.

After half a month, most of the martial artists who came could not bear it and died of illness.

Only two or three people, such as Ji Xiaofu, survived, but they were already terminally ill and extremely weak.

Just as they were desperately waiting to die, Granny Jinhua, holding a cane, finally appeared with a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.

"Ahem!"

Granny Jinhua covered her mouth and coughed a few times, her bright eyes flashing coldly:

"You watched Hu Qingniu die without saving him, and you really didn't save anyone! Today, I am here in person, and you don't even have the courage to come out and see me?"

She looked old and hoarse, but she was full of confidence and spoke clearly.

But more than ten seconds after she finished speaking, there was still no movement in the house.

Her eyes turned cold, and the cane in her hand swept out.

Bang!

Crash~

The tightly closed door was shattered by the internal force, and a figure with sores on his face was seen lying on the bed in the room, and the stench was everywhere.

"Hey, mother-in-law, that Hu Qingniu seems to have died of illness." The little girl Ali stepped forward to take a look and said while pinching her nose.