Ragnarok is born

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhang Wuji who was standing there blankly, and wished that he could immediately replace him with his own body and become the junior of the little sect master who descended from Mingzun, so that he could enjoy the pleasure of Nafan's rise to the top.

It's a pity that I can only turn my thoughts around in my mind and have a good time.

He took one last deep look at Zhang Wuji's figure, turned around and joined the people returning to Butterfly Valley, sneering endlessly in his heart.

Zhang Wuji, what choice will you make?

No one expected that Zhang Wuji's stop would last two days and two nights.

The few incense masters who came to Butterfly Valley at the end were quite curious when they saw the young man standing at the entrance of the valley.

After they asked the ins and outs of the matter clearly, they all felt both funny and annoyed.

What's funny is this young man's stubbornness, but what's annoying is that since the leader has decided to expose Hu Qingniu's affairs, then he just obeys the leader.

Leaving aside the right and wrong of the leader's decision, is there anyone else who can really kill the leader's own mother?

However, Zhang Wuji felt that he seemed to have got into a dead horn, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

That night, there was a sudden strong wind, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain fell from the sky.

The Mingjiao people who were sheltering from the rain in Butterfly Valley recalled the figure of the young man who was still stubbornly standing at the entrance of the valley, feeling pity and resentment for a moment.

"Why, I've been thinking about this for two days and two nights, but I still can't figure it out?"

Xiao Zhao's cold voice passed through the heavy rain and entered Zhang Wuji's ears.

Looking at the petite figure walking towards him in the rain, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and didn't know whether it was tears or rainwater that was rolling down the sides of his cheeks?

Volume 46 Yitian Tulongji Chapter [-]: Who doesn't want to change the world?

Zhang Wuji saw Xiao Zhao walking from the rain, his hands were empty, but his whole body was dry, without any trace of water, he couldn't help being stunned.

It was pouring rain from the sky, but Xiao Zhao seemed to have a strange and mysterious force along the way, automatically blocking all the rainwater and not letting the rainwater fall on himself.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's wide-eyed look of surprise, she explained with a smile, "After I released all the power of my body, I formed a transparent air shield around my body."

"Although invisible to the naked eye, it is real."

Hearing the words, Zhang Wuji exercised his eyesight, observed carefully, and found an unusual abnormality.

When the rainwater falling from the sky fell a foot away from Xiao Zhao's body, it seemed as if it had encountered some invisible gas mask, and then it clung to the gas mask and slowly slid down to the ground.

When Zhang Wuji moved his eyes to Xiao Zhao's feet, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes suddenly.

The bottom of Xiaozhao's sole was about three inches away from the wet ground full of water.

She was like a lonely ghost in the legend, floating directly in the void without touching the ground.

Zhang Wuji gasped, and Ai Ai asked, "Senior sister, you... didn't you walk here with your feet?"

"Nonsense!" Xiao Zhao rolled his eyes and replied bluntly, "I gathered the sword energy on the soles of my feet, dragged my body with the sword energy, and floated in mid-air."

Zhang Wuji's infinite curiosity arose for a moment, and he couldn't help asking, "Can you fly higher?"

Xiao Zhao didn't answer indifferently, but his petite body suddenly rose up, passing over the top of Zhang Wuji's head in the blink of an eye, floating in the air with the wind.

She first floated from the east to the west, making a letter S in the air; then she returned from the west to the east, making a letter B.

Zhang Wuji looked up at the enthusiastic senior sister, but deep in his heart he always felt that something was wrong with the current atmosphere.

Especially when Xiao Zhao made a bad show on purpose, let out a shrill scream, and a vague and cold, intentionally elongated, ghost-like cry, "I died so...terribly... ah"

Dressed in green clothes, floating in the void of night rain, with the wind and rain, like a female ghost in the world, anyway, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost in the depths, not like a normal human scene.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the weird thoughts in his mind, and after calming down, he recalled carefully that he and his senior sister were in a state of anger right now.

His face sank involuntarily.

In the void, Xiao Zhao secretly sighed, landed slowly, and stood four or five feet away from Zhang Wuji.

In the original book, it is not seen that the stupid son of the landlord in front of him had the idea of ​​finding out whether he should or should not, looking for Granny Jinhua, and avenging Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu and his wife.

It was a joy to see him surrounded by four beauties, big and small.

Clearly Granny Jinhua was standing in front of his eyes, but Zhang Wuji didn't even blame Granny Jinhua for killing Hu Qingniu and his wife, let alone avenge them.

But it happened to my old lady... Hey, here is the Tianzun, but because of this matter, Zhang Wuji would rather stand at the mouth of the Butterfly Valley for two days and two nights, without eating or drinking.

Even when it started to rain cats and dogs, he refused to hide for a while, insisting on being angry with himself.

If it weren't for the fact that you are still a pig's foot, old... Tianzun would definitely slap you to death.

Xiao Zhao sneered, and before turning around to leave, he finally asked Zhang Wuji a question, "Wuji, if King Xie Fa returns to our religion in the future, then those Jiang Hu people who were killed by him, their apprentices and children, if they have to find King Xie Fa takes revenge, will you stop it or not?"

"Tomorrow morning, if you haven't entered the valley, go back to Wudang Mountain and accompany that old Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng."

Zhang Wuji was shocked.

Twenty years ago, foster father Xie Xun, in order to force out Cheng Kun, who was hiding on purpose, deliberately committed crimes everywhere in the rivers and lakes, killing wantonly, and did not know how many people were destroyed.

If the descendants of the victim, or disciples and grandchildren, really want to seek revenge on Xie Xun who returned to the Central Plains, then should he stop him or not?

The answer is of course self-evident.

It is said that Qian Kun is still selfish, as Xie Xun's adoptive son, he will naturally bear the sins committed by his adoptive father on his behalf.

The scene of Zhang Cuishan and his wife being forced to commit suicide by the six sects is still vivid in my mind.

It is said that killing must pay with life, but according to Zhang Wuji's thinking, he would never be like his parents anyway, because Xie Xun had killed too much in the past, after dedicating his parents, he dedicates a son again.

After thinking about it, he felt that only if he was in the Ming Cult, could he be confident and bold enough to take on all the responsibilities without risking his life for his life.

Because Ming Cult is the notorious Demon Cult!

Zhang Wuji smiled wryly, looked up at the sky, and let the rainwater from the sky wash back and forth on his face uninterruptedly.

As a well-known and decent school, the Wudang faction will naturally appear to be unreasonable when faced with accusations from the descendants of the victims, and they cannot refute it, otherwise their reputation will definitely be ruined.

But Mingjiao can stick his neck and say viciously, "Why, you don't accept it? Then just kill another one."

Zhang Wuji thought to himself, of course it is impossible for him to commit such wicked acts, but for the safety of his adoptive father, it seems that he is in Mingjiao, which is more reliable.

He thought and thought, moved his steps uneasily, and found that it was not that embarrassing.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Xiao Zhao's floating speed was not very fast, so Zhang Wuji quickly caught up with her figure, followed her, and re-entered the Butterfly Valley.

Without looking back, Xiao Zhao asked lightly, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhang Wuji's face was red and his ears were red, it was difficult to speak.

Xiao Zhao couldn't help feeling happy, and teased, "You know, why don't the descendants of those villains seek revenge from heroes?"

"Don't tell me, it's because of the descendants of the wicked, the conscience has found that they have repented."

Zhang Wuji smacked his mouth twice, thinking to himself that you have denied the answer, so what are you going to ask me to answer?

"What an idiot." Xiao Zhao reached out and knocked Zhang Wuji on the head, hating iron for being weak, "Of course it's because the offspring of the wicked are not strong enough."

She sighed softly and sighed, "Just imagine, if the offspring of that villain has practiced the best martial arts in the world, then you say he will seek revenge on the hero who killed his relatives?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned, and found that he had never thought about the grievances and killings in the world from the perspective of a villain.

After all, I was born in a decent family, and the concept of being a chivalrous man has been soaked into my bone marrow, and I will never be able to get rid of it. Everything will naturally be considered from the perspective of chivalry.

He thought for a while, and finally couldn't help asking, "So the senior sister wants to say, because you are the best master in the world, so I can't avenge Mr. Hu Qingniu's affairs?"

Xiao Zhao was furious when he heard the words, after you stood there for two days and two nights, are you just obsessed with this matter?

But he had no choice but to nod helplessly and replied, "That's right, whether it's a hero or a devil, as long as his fists are hard enough and his strength is strong enough, no one will seek revenge from them."

"The strength is not enough, it's just to die, you know?"

She suddenly changed her voice, she was no longer as careless as before, her tone became solemn and solemn, and she said, "This is the world, chaotic and disorderly, but it has its own rules."

"The strong prey on the weak, and justice is only the game of the strong."

"And this phenomenon can never be changed. It has something to do with human nature. Although it cannot be changed, it can still be suppressed a little."

"The method of suppression is to establish a huge violent organization, a power that is countless times stronger than all martial arts masters and all sects combined."

Zhang Wuji's thoughts turned, thinking of Mingjiao's recent actions, he couldn't help but sighed, "Is the power that the senior sister mentioned is the imperial court?"

"That's right!" Xiao Zhao replied in a deep voice, "In the world, there is no greater power than the imperial court. No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't compete with the army..."

Zhang Wuji couldn't help retorting, "Then senior sister, why are you so powerful?"

Xiao Zhao smiled sweetly, and the cyan figure slowly floated up again, and said slyly in the void, "Naturally, it's because Senior Sister is not a mortal, but Mingzun descended into the world, so she is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Zhang Wuji stared at the ghostly blue figure in the void, silent.

After meeting at Guangmingding, he has traveled all the way, and he naturally knows how shocking Xiao Zhao's strength is.

As she said now, this is simply not something that mortals can do.

No matter how advanced the martial arts is, he is still just an ordinary person.

And a mortal can crush a ten thousand catty boulder with one punch?Breaking through the army alone?One kick caused the earth dragon to turn over?Can it fly in the air?

Obviously impossible.

"Wuji, if you really want to change the chaos in the world, you must first have the powerful strength that can change the world."

"The world is in chaos right now, the power of the Mongols is gradually collapsing, and a new dynasty is about to be established. As long as Mingjiao has me, it will definitely win the final victory."

"Then, you should first learn how to become the leader of Mingjiao, and then think about everything else."

In the void, Xiao Zhao sent a voice transmission to Zhang Wuji. After saying these words, the petite figure flickered slightly and disappeared.

Zhang Wuji stood motionless in the rain with his head down.

The heavy rain kept pouring down, and it took a long time to see the person standing in the rain, with a boiling white mist rising all over his body.

Zhang Wuji ran the Nine Suns Magic Art with all his strength, and the scorching zhenqi leaked out from his body surface. Even the rainwater that fell on his body turned into waves of hot mist under the baking of his zhenqi covering his whole body.

Volume 47 Yitian Tulongji Chapter [-]: Praising Mingzun

In the white mist, Zhang Wuji raised his face again, and his face was full of determination.

Although it was still a bit immature, it finally began to have an unusual transformation.

I don't know what the result of such a change will be, but at least it will no longer be like the original book, where Zhu Yuanzhang's little trick will make him feel disheartened and retreat into the world.

For Zhang Wuji, this conversation with Xiao Zhao had inadvertently led to a completely different ending.

After all, Yin Tianzheng rushed to Butterfly Valley on the last day.

He heard Yang Xiao whisper about the conflict between Zhang Wuji and the leader, and he broke out in a cold sweat. After thanking Yang Xiao, he went to look for Zhang Wuji.

I don't know what the two of them talked and wrote in secret, anyway, after Yin Tianzheng came out, his expression became much lighter.

The sun rose and the moon set, and two days later, the long-prepared conference of Mingjiao finally kicked off.

On this day in Butterfly Valley, people's heads are shaking, their figures are vivid, laughter is everywhere, and whispers are everywhere.

It was louder and more chaotic than ever before.

Mingjiao's top management, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wu Sanren and others sat on the high platform specially built by Jumu's deacons for this meeting, and looked at the people from all walks of life in the audience with gratified expressions.

Since the former leader Yang Dingtian disappeared, Mingjiao has been in a state of splitting. Fortunately, when the six sects attacked Guangmingding, the most critical moment of life and death, Xiao Zhao, the new leader, was born. Grand sect.

At the same time, it also saved the fragmented Mingjiao.

Later, she led people to defeat the Mongolian army hiding in the dark, broke into the capital of the Mongolian court, and rescued the captives of the six sects.

The performance along the way, if everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, everyone would hardly believe that there would be such a powerful human being in the world...

There are even many Mingjiao believers who firmly believe that Xiao Zhao is not a simple martial artist, but a real Mingzun descended into the world.

Everyone in the audience looked at the high-level officials on the stage with fiery eyes.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his friends from the Fengyang Altar gathered together, their eyes were full of ambition, but they thought in their hearts that they didn't know when they would be able to sit on the stage?

I don't know if the scenery seen on that stage will be more colorful than the one seen off the stage?

Zhang Wuji stepped forward, facing the countless people from all walks of life who had a glance from the audience, raised his voice and shouted loudly, "I invite the No. 30 four leaders of our sect to come on stage."

This time Xiao Zhao didn't make any moths like debut music like he did on Wudang Mountain.

Everyone heard the words and looked up together, only to see Xiao Zhao's petite figure, obediently and slowly falling from the sky.

But at the last moment, there finally appeared an astonishing, unbelievable and amazing picture that made everyone in Butterfly Valley look at it.