Guangmingding.
Night had already fallen, the howling north wind was blowing through the mountains and forests, dinner was still being prepared in the kitchen, and an endless stream of guests were pouring in from all directions. The atmosphere inside the magnificent Holy Fire Hall had already become lively.
Zhou Yi and his party, who came to escort the Holy Maiden, were welcomed by all the disciples of the Ming Cult as soon as they arrived at the First Line Gorge. They headed straight for the Bright Summit under the escort of a long procession of the Five Elements Flags.
When the leader Yun Chongxiao, who was still in seclusion for cultivation, heard the news, he immediately came out to welcome Bi Hongyao. After arranging everyone, Yun Chongxiao took Zhou Yi out.
The night was grey and black, snow was falling. In front of me was a winding river on one side and barren mountains on the other. In the snowy night, there were occasional lights ahead.
“It has been almost half a year since we last met in Shu. I never thought that you have accomplished so many great things and your martial arts have advanced to such a level.” Yun Chongxiao suddenly stopped, looked at the calm river, and said lightly.
"Yes!" Zhou Yi nodded, revealing a nostalgic look. He paused and said, "Things in the world are unpredictable, and none of us can predict them! But I still owe you something that I haven't completed yet. I still remember it!"
"Haha!" Yun Chongxiao waved his hand and a blast of cold energy immediately spread far and wide. Even with Zhou Yi's internal energy, he had to use his internal energy to resist it, and only then could he withstand the chill that froze his heart.
The extreme cold caused by just a moment of luck was as severe as the coldest days of winter, and the entire river quickly turned into ice.
"Is this... Shura Yinsha Gong?"
Zhou Yi's pupils dilated to the extreme, his face full of disbelief. Could it be that his old friend who had conquered the world with the Nine Yang Divine Art had actually started to practice the Shura Yin Sha Art
"That year, I went to Shuzhong to find you in person for the Shura Yinsha Gong mission. After all, you were the only person in the world who had triggered Qiao Beiming's mission. Although there was no news from you later, after many twists and turns, I still found you from Ximen Muye and Meng Shentong!" Yun Chongxiao said.
"Since you already have the Nine Yang Divine Art, why go so far away?" Zhou Yi was a little puzzled.
"Do you know the Ming Shen Wu Dian of my Ming Cult?"
"What?"
Yun Chongxiao stretched out his hand and waved again, and a burst of scorching sun energy was immediately released, which thawed the glacier again in an instant. His martial arts skills were truly incredible.
"The Ming Shen Wu Dian is the most powerful martial arts of all the leaders of the Ming Cult. It requires the integration of the sun and moon energies. There is no unified set of moves in each generation, and it changes completely according to the leader's cultivation!"
"To master the Ming Shen Wu Dian, you only need to harmonize the yin and yang energies in your body. Throughout the generations, the leaders of our Ming Cult have combined the "Scorching Sun" and "Eclipse Moon" into one to master the martial arts. However, I was blessed with the unique skill of mastering the "Nine Yang Magic Skill". So if I want to master the Ming Shen Wu Dian..."
"You must find a Yin-attributed martial art that can rival the Nine Yang Divine Art, so that's why you go to so much trouble to look for the Shura Yin Sha Art?" Zhou Yi answered quickly.
“That’s right.” Yun Chongxiao nodded, but then he couldn’t help but look dejected: “It’s easier said than done. Although I have mastered two great skills, I still have no idea how to balance yin and yang!”
"There's a long way to go." Zhou Yi patted Yun Zhongxiao's shoulder and comforted him, "Oh, by the way, how are you going to solve Bi Hongyao's problem?"
Yun Chongxiao was slightly moved when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he said, "This matter still needs to wait for our discussion before we can have a result. However, if the Western Luosha Sect and the Great Ming Sect really join forces to move eastward, our Central Plains Ming Sect will naturally bear the brunt, so we must make good use of the Saint Girl as a card."
"Then... what if there is a traitor within your Ming Cult?"
“What?” Yun Chongxiao’s face suddenly changed, and his eyes immediately became fierce: “How can you make such a fuss? If you don’t have any evidence, even if it’s you, I will make you pay!”
Zhou Yi spread his hands and said, "We were ambushed by your Mingjiao disciples on the way to escort them. There were both the Fiery Flag and the Giant Wood Flag. I killed one of the Five Scattered Men, the Ghost Sword Demon Su Kuxin, in public. I also captured Miaoxue, the deputy flag bearer of the Giant Wood Flag. She is now in our team. What does Sect Leader Yun think of this?"
“Boom!”
A thunderous sound suddenly came from the direction of Guangmingding. It turned out to be the Holy Fire Temple
Yun Chongxiao and Zhou Yi's expressions changed immediately. Without stopping, they used their lightness skills to rush straight to Guangmingding.
Guangmingding, Holy Fire Hall!
The Holy Fire Hall, which was originally magnificent, decorated with lights and filled with wine and banquets, has now become unrecognizable and in a mess. In the center of the hall, a group of Mingjiao disciples tightly surrounded the escort team, with swords and knives drawn, and there was a momentum of impending storm.
Subuchi, Hesaer, Zhebei and others turned their backs and surrounded Bi Hongyao and others. They looked at the disciples of the Ming Cult with a murderous look. After a while, Hesaer asked, "We are here to escort your Saint Girl. Is this the way you treat guests in the Ming Cult?"
“Hahaha! This is certainly not the way we in Ming Cult treat our guests, but…” A man with a strong build, high ridges all over his body, and loose golden hair, like a mad lion, strode forward and said, “You are the only ones who still think of yourself as our guests of Ming Cult!”
Bi Hongyao suddenly said, "Could it be that even your Ming Cult in the Central Plains has surrendered to the Luosha Cult in the West? Where is Yun Chongxiao? Call him out to see me!"
"Hehe! I'm afraid Yun Chongxiao can't save himself..."
"Who said that Yun can't protect himself!" An earth-shaking roar suddenly came from afar, the sound like a loud bell, echoing in the huge Holy Fire Hall for a long time, showing the unfathomable inner strength of the roarer.
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures flew in from the palace gate one after another, stood in front of Subuchi and others, staring with wide eyes at the Ming Cult disciples who had gathered around them.
"What do you mean?" It was Yun Chongxiao who spoke.
"It's nothing. It's just that the leader of the Yun Sect wants to accept the Holy Maiden of the Daming Sect, but the brothers don't quite agree with it!" It was still the man who looked like a mad lion who spoke.
Yun Chongxiao shouted sternly, “Hao Lie! If you have different opinions, just raise them during the discussion tomorrow. You are forcing the emperor to abdicate in public today. Are you planning a rebellion?”
"Rebellion? The Ming Cult belongs to the Ming Cult disciples. Now that you, Master Yun, are not in line with the brothers' wishes, and the brothers want to express their opinions, does that count as rebellion?" A teasing voice slowly came from outside the hall, and then a path suddenly made way among the Ming Cult disciples who had gathered around.
I saw a middle-aged man with deep features and a very distinctive appearance, wearing a blue cloak and long gown, walking slowly towards me with a meaningful smile on his face.
"Yan Feilou, the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, greets Master Yun!" (To be continued)