The night is empty and the stars are so bright, and the road to the world is far away!

Half a month later, Yin Hao secretly gave Wuji a pill. This was a small pill from Shaolin Temple. It was originally a holy medicine for healing, and it also had the effect of improving his skills. He asked him to take it on the same day to improve his skills.

In another three months, Wuji's cultivation level broke through, causing a sensation in Wudang, and his impetuous sect disciples and elders deacons fell completely this time.

In March, news came from the rivers and lakes that Dongfang Bubai was killed by Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, Linghu Chong and others. For a moment, the rivers and lakes caused a sensation.

"Dongfang Bubai was actually dead. Next, I'm afraid the world will not be peaceful!" Taoist Master Qingxu sighed, with a hidden look of worry in his eyes.

"Yes! When Dongfang Bubai was in power, although the Demon Cult was powerful, it did not make any big moves, which calmed the world for a while. Now Ren Woxing returned to the position of leader. With his crazy personality, he would inevitably conquer the city and unify the world. From then on, the world is troubled and there will be no more peace!"

Yin Hao nodded.

He couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He once thought that one day he would go to Dongfang Bubai to see how powerful the other party was. Unfortunately, he was killed before he met.

The inertia of history, the trajectory of fate, and the incredible power.

He remembered that Dongfang Bubai was originally just a deputy incense master under Fenglei Hall. He was appreciated by Wo Xing, the head of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and was promoted step by step. He was finally appointed as the left envoy of Light. Originally, Ren Wo Xing wanted to give him the throne, but Dongfang Bubai took advantage of Ren Wo Xing's obsession with the Star-absorbing Technique and became possessed by the demons, and rejected dissidents and killed the sects who refused to surrender to him. Finally, he attacked Ren Wo Xing and imprisoned him in the West Lake dungeon.

At this time, Dongfang Bubai was somewhat affectionate and righteous. He did not kill Ren Woxing, and he also named Ren Yingying the Saint Aunt of the Demon Sect, but was only ranked below him.

However, because of practicing the Sunflower Book, his temperament gradually became distorted. As the leader, he fell in love with the bearded man Yang Lianting, who was willing to be a concubine and was driven by it. Later, just because Yang Lianting wanted to kill Tong Baixiong, he personally took action to kill Tong Baixiong, who was as close as his brother and had made contributions to him many times.

Dongfang Bubai's personality is extremely distorted, but he also lives in the room with embroidery, embroidery, rubbing powder, and pleasing Yang Lianting, which has also reduced the disputes in the world.

Now that Dongfang is dead, Ren Woxing is in power. With the repression of this daughter who has been imprisoned for more than ten years in the West Lake prison, the anger of her daughter who just came out and died again, and her already manic personality will inevitably be even more crazy and radical.

"For Ren Woxing, there is no longer any concern. The only fun is probably to take revenge and unify the world!" Yin Hao looked serious, "Mr. Qingxu, next, Wudang must step up its defense and cannot relax!"

Taoist Master Qingxu nodded.

"Uncle Master, Wudang is safe. I will return to Hengshan tomorrow and make some preparations!"

Yin Hao proposed to say goodbye.

"Okay! We should be prepared for the incident in the world, but from now on, we two factions should watch over each other. If there is something to support each other, what do we think? "

"good!"

The next day, Yin Hao left, and Wudang and sent him to pay respects.

In the past six months, many disciples of the Wudang Sect were not convinced by Yin Hao. If they wanted to challenge, they could become famous in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, even if they practice Tai Chi swordsmanship and are good at defending, they would not be able to survive two moves and lose.

The young disciples had almost no enemy, which made the elders of Wudang sigh that the Sword of Light was well-known and could overlook the world in time.

He treated Yin Hao completely as a person of his peers.

The Demon Cult has changed, and the righteous path has become uneasy.

Shaolin Temple, the first director of the Dharma Academy, took over the position of head. On this day, he recruited two people.

"Big Niu, eight difficulties. It's not too early for you two to enter Shaolin. One in front and the other in the future, the difference seems to be. One worships me as his teacher and the other becomes the senior brother of the sect. They all have a deep Buddhist connection!"

"The big bull seems honest, but in fact he is smart and wise. He is ignorant and stupid. The eight difficulties are changeable and his understanding is extraordinary. You all have high talents in martial arts, and your future is limitless. If you grow up steadily, it is not difficult to surpass your master and your senior brother. However, there are probably not many stable days in the world! In the last great change, my Shaolin Fangsheng and your senior brother died in battle. Many elders were killed, and most of the elite disciples died. The accumulated power for many years was almost exhausted. Now, you are the only two of you who can make it in your generation. Remember, remember to support each other in the future!"

"Now Ren Woxing controls the Demon Sect. Although his daughter was accidentally killed by Taoist Master Chongxu, she also died under our Shaolin Temple. I am afraid that soon, he will lead the Demon Sect to attack our Shaolin. It may be difficult to resist at that time!"

"You two are the future of my Shaolin. Once an incident occurs, you will be evacuated urgently and preserve your vitality!"

The head of Fang Zhi looked at the two people in front of him and was very satisfied and kept giving advice.

"Master, my disciple is willing to live and die with Shaolin!"

The big bull's face was full of stubbornness.

"Uncle the head, my disciple would rather die in Shaolin than take a step back!"

The eight difficulties are sonorous and sound.

"Hahaha, as long as you have the intention!" The head of Fang Zhi smiled slightly, "From today, I will preach you the unique knowledge of the Yijin Jing in Shaolin Temple, and you also need many unique skills!"

Songshan School.

"Master, I broke through to the third level of the Ice Palm!"

The young voice was filled with surprises.

"Really?" Zuo Lengchan was overjoyed. He reached out and grabbed his disciple's wrist and investigated it. He nodded with satisfaction, "Sanshui disciple, you are worthy of being a close disciple of the master. You are extremely talented. In just a few years, you have reached this level. You are not a little better than your dead senior brother Sdenda. Han Sanshui is the cold of water, and it is suitable for the teacher's cold ice palm. Maybe this is God's will!"

"It was taught by Master!"

Han Sanshui had a smile on his face.

"Let's go, Master, give you some advice!" Zuo Lengchan pulled his disciple out, "Only you can grow up early can you create glory with your master. Now Shaolin is withering, Wudang is in disaster, and the Five Mountains Sword Sect is the only one who is the Demon Sect. Hehe, it is a good time to steal the world!"

Huashan School!

"Xiao Si, how are you practicing?"

Yue Buqun asked.

"Master, I have already practiced Zixia magical Technique to the second level!"

Zhang Xiaosi bowed with a respectful expression. Although his face was a little tender, he seemed mature and steady and calm.

"It's because of your teacher that I'm too worried. Otherwise, with your talent, even if you can't practice the fourth level, it's probably not much worse!" Yue Buqun looked at the disciple in front of him, very satisfied, but when he thought of Linghu Chong, his heart couldn't help but feel pain.

"The master's arrangement makes sense!"

"Okay, okay, okay, go. If you practice qi and work hard to practice swords, you may not be long before something big will happen!"

Yue Buqun waved his hand and Zhang Xiaosi retreated.

But from time to time, sighs came from the study room.

"Give me another ten years. Even if I don't have a stunning progress, with Xiao Si's talent, I will be able to stand alone at that time so that I will not be in danger of overturning Mount Hua. But now, the Songshan Sect is eyeing it and the Hengshan Sect is constantly growing. The Demon Cult will inevitably attack the upright. Time is not waiting for me, time is not waiting for me!"

Yue Buqun sighed repeatedly, but the light in his eyes kept flashing, and finally gritted his teeth, "Forget it, for the hundreds of years of foundation in Huashan, for his wife and children, and for his disciples!"

For the next period of time, his voice kept changing, and his hair and beard kept falling. One day, his wife Ning Zhong pushed the door and entered. Yue Buqun hurriedly threw a cassock out of the window and was picked up by another disciple, who was Lin Pingzhi.

Demonic Cult!

"Master, Master, he, recently..."

The young disciple wanted to speak but stopped.

"Xiaotian, don't forget your words!" Xiang Wentian glared at him, causing his disciple Lu Xiaotian to tremble. He explained seriously, "Remember, remember, be careful in your words and actions in the future. If the leader's order is given, you must not hesitate to implement it!"

"Master, please remember!"

Lu Xiaotian's expression tightened and he quickly responded.

"You have outstanding understanding, are born with divine power, and are fast in cultivation. On holidays, you will surely become famous. Remember, in the world, strength is always the first priority!"

"Disciple has received the teachings!"

In another house of the Demon Cult.

"Master, the atmosphere in the Holy Church has been too depressing recently!"

"Oh!" Shangguan Yun, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, sighed, and then said, "The Holy Church is no longer the Holy Church of the past. Xiaojiu, if it weren't for your teacher and your disciple, I would have advised you too much for the sake of the Holy Church!"

"Master, forgive me for your disciples' reckless words. Nowadays, the leader of the sect is arbitrary and disobedient. If the person is a little bit disobedient, the person who is a little bit beaten up or killed on the spot. I am afraid that with your status as your elder, if it is...!" Xiaojiu hesitated, "Master, for the sake of the holy teachings and for the future, you must also endure it. Don't touch the master's majesty, otherwise, you may end up ugly! With the style of the leader's behavior and his eyes are red from time to time, I am afraid that your life will not be possible..."

He didn't continue talking.

"Remember, you can speak your mouth and my ears. No matter how much you say, you won't be able to keep you, otherwise you will not be able to be a teacher!"

Shangguan Yun said sternly.

"Disciple understand!"

Xiaojiu responded quickly.

"The world's storm comes from our generation, and as soon as we enter the world, the years urge it; the emperor's tyranny and the king's tyranny are chatting and laughing, life is drunk. Holding a sword and crossing a cavalry and wielding a ghost rain, the bones are like mountain birds flying; the world is like tide people like water, I only sigh that a few people in the world come back."

On the road to the officialdom, Yin Hao beat the horse like flying, and the long whistle attracted many snoops.
Chapter completed!