Soon, the brothers of Houtu Banner smashed the boulder into pieces and transported it away.
Then, a group of high-level officials from Guangmingding, under the leadership of Lin Fan, brought out the body of Yang Dingtian and buried it in the resting place of the Ming Cult leaders in the past.
Of course, Lin Fan did not hide the letter left by Yang Dingtian and handed it directly to Yang Xiao for the high-level officials of the Mingjiao to read.
Seeing the familiar notes and the unwillingness and anger revealed between the lines, everyone in the Ming Cult felt sad.
As for the matter mentioned in the letter about letting Xie Xun temporarily act as the leader, everyone chose to ignore it with a tacit understanding.
Not to mention Lin Fan's kindness in saving the Mingjiao, everyone admires his martial arts skills. It is definitely a great blessing for the Mingjiao to have him as the leader.
As for Xie Xun, in their opinion, he had done too many evil things.
This time the six major sects besieged Guangmingding. Most of the reasons were because of Xie Xun. Although everyone did not say it, they knew clearly in their hearts that if Xie Xun was the leader, I am afraid that the Ming Cult would not do it either. agree.
When the time comes, the six major factions may get the news and make a comeback.
After dealing with Yang Dingtian’s matter, Lin Fan let everyone disperse.
Return to the small courtyard.
Lin Fan called Xiao Zhao in front of him.
Xiao Zhao saluted Lin Fan with a smile, revealing two cute dimples, and said in a cheerful voice: "Young Master."
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Xiao Zhao Zhao, how about the young master teaching you some martial arts today?"
As his little maid, Lin Fan naturally hopes that Xiao Zhao has some ability to protect himself.
Her current three-legged cat kung fu is honestly not good enough.
It’s just a little better than Yang Buhui.
I am afraid I will suffer a big loss if I meet some good players.
Xiao Zhao was stunned, and then his little head shook: "No."
"Why?" Lin Fan was a little surprised.
“Young Master is so powerful. As Xiao Zhao’s maid, there is no danger in being with Young Master.”
“And if there is really any danger, if Xiao Zhao relies on Young Master’s martial arts If you can’t protect Xiao Zhao, it’s useless for Xiao Zhao to practice martial arts! No matter how you practice, you won’t be better than Young Master.”
At this point, Xiao Zhao chuckled and blinked: “So. , Xiao Zhao doesn’t want to practice, Xiao Zhao just wants to serve the good master.”
When Lin Fan heard this, he suddenly realized that what Xiao Zhao said made sense, but he was speechless.
Seeing Xiao Zhao like this, Lin Fan didn't force it.
"If you don't practice, you don't practice. You are right. As long as I am here, no one in the world can hurt you. However, if one day you want to practice martial arts, just tell the young master."
"Yeah!"
Xiao Zhao smiled and agreed sweetly.
At this moment, a burst of sound came from the air.
Lin Fan raised his eyes and saw Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, coming at extremely high speed using Qing Kung Fu.
NoIn the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Lin Fan
He knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "See the leader."
Lin Fan asked Wei Yixiao to stand up, and then asked: "Bat King, you came here in a hurry, but what happened?"
"Reporting to the leader, Deputy Leader Zhang is back." Wei Yixiao said.
"Oh, Brother Wuji is back?"
Lin Fan said in surprise: "Didn't he just go down the mountain yesterday? Why did he come back so soon?"
< p>"This...the leader..."Wei Yi smiled and said: "Something happened, the leader should go and see for himself!"
Lin Fanwen After saying that, a flash of light suddenly flashed in my mind, and I almost forgot.
After these six factions besieged Guangmingding and came down the mountain, they were wiped out by the Mongolian Yuan court.
Did this happen?
“Let’s go.”
Lin Fan didn’t waste any time and came to the meeting hall with Wei Yixiao.
At this time, Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren were both there.
After everyone saw Lin Fan, they quickly saluted.
Lin Fan waved his hand to excuse everyone, and then saw Zhang Wuji standing aside.
At this time, Zhang Wuji was dusty, with a look of sorrow on his face.
"Brother Wuji, why are you back so soon?"
Lin Fan asked, his eyes falling on the stretcher beside Zhang Wuji.
Yin Liting, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, is lying on a stretcher, unconscious.
"What's going on?" Lin Fan asked.
I knew in my heart that the six major factions were ambushed just like in the original work.
Zhang Wuji said sadly: "Brother Lin, after I went down the mountain yesterday, I found Uncle Liu seriously injured in a woods. He was unconscious and all the bones in his body were broken..."< /p>
Speaking of this, Zhang Wuji clenched his fists, with a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes.
"This place is far away from Wudang. In order to save Uncle Liu's life, Wuji can only take Uncle Six back to Guangmingding."
Lin Fan stepped forward and investigated. Suddenly, I saw that Yin Liting's knees, elbows, ankles, wrists, toes, fingers, and all the joints of his limbs had been broken. He was dying and unconscious.
"What a cruel method."
Lin Fan frowned slightly, then stretched out his finger and tapped Yin Liting a few times.
Yin Liting, who was originally unconscious and frowning, slowly relaxed his brows under Lin Fan's few fingers.
It was Lin Fan who used his Yang Finger to relieve Yin Liting's injuries a lot.
"Thank you, Brother Lin."
Zhang Wuji suddenly showed gratitude.
Although he inherited Hu Qingniu’s medical skills, the results were very slow when he wanted to treat Yin Liting.
Unlike Lin Fan, Yin Liting's internal injuries were relieved with a few fingers.
Lin Fan nodded. Yin Liting was seriously injured.If Zhang Wuji hadn't used the Nine Yang Magic to protect his heart, I'm afraid Yin Liting would have died long ago.
"Everyone, what do you think?"
Lin Fan looked at the high-level officials of the Ming Cult in the hall.
Yang Xiao spoke up and said in a deep voice: "Judging from the injuries of the Six Heroes of Yin, it seems that they were injured by the powerful Vajra Finger of the Shaolin Sect, but how could Shaolin be so vicious to Wudang disciples? Aren't they afraid of Master Zhang? Revenge?"
"This is also what I find strange." The White-Eyed Eagle King took over: "Although Shaolin and Wudang have always been at odds, they don't get into trouble like this. Could it be that there is something wrong with them? Hidden secret?"
The others also looked puzzled.
They could never imagine why such a thing happened.
After all, Shaolin and Wudang joined forces to destroy their Ming sect, and yet a Wudang disciple was seriously injured by the Shaolin Vajra Finger. This is really strange.
"No matter what, Uncle Liu was injured by the powerful Vajra finger of Shaolin. I must go to Shaolin to seek justice for Uncle Liu."
Zhang Wuji was angry.
Had it not been for the Shaolin people, my parents would not have committed suicide one after another.
In this way, Uncle Liu was injured again by Shaolin martial arts. How could Zhang Wuji not be angry or resentful?
When Lin Fan saw Zhang Wuji looking like this, he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder.
"Wuji, calm down. Although Yin Liuxia was injured by the Shaolin Vajra Finger, it is not necessarily the fault of the Shaolin Sect."
Everyone was surprised when they heard this. Looked at Lin Fan.
I don’t know why he said this.
"Do you know, apart from the Shaolin Temple, which sect can practice this Kung Fu?" Lin Fan asked.
When everyone heard this, they couldn’t help but look confused.