I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Because of Li Mochou's words "Burn my remaining body with the blazing holy fire!", Zhao Zhijing was a little confused as to how the Ming Cult was involved in this.

However, it is useless to think too much at this time. It is best to deal with the things at hand first.

King Jinlun must not be left alive, but considering his status as a great master, his body was eventually kept intact, along with the five weapons, and buried with him.

It just so happened that Ma Guangzuo had strong limbs and a simple mind, and was not a particularly evil person, so he was asked to send King Jinlun's body back to the Mongolian army.

Ma Guangzuo originally thought that he was going to die, but now that he suddenly had a chance to survive, he naturally didn't dare to say a word.

"Hey, I, Old Ma, finally understand today that Xiaoxiangzi, Yin Kexi and the others who call themselves the Three Heroes of Mongolia are all bullshit. None of them showed loyalty when disaster struck!"

"Master Zhao, please rest assured, Master Huang. Although I am a rough man, I also understand the principle of repaying kindness. After I send the body of the Dharma King back, I will bid farewell to Prince Kublai Khan and return home. From now on, I will never enter the Central Plains again!"

Zhao Zhijing knew that Ma Guangzuo came from the Hui tribe in the Western Regions. He was not very smart but he kept his word. Besides, there was no better candidate at the moment, so he did not say anything more and let him leave on his own.

"The monk is really stingy. He would rather let the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra be lost than pass it on to me."

Zhou Botong pouted his lips high, still upset about not being able to learn the supreme magic skills of the Vajra Sect.

"Huang Rong girl, let's say goodbye now."

"As for you"

Zhou Botong pointed at Zhao Zhijing a few times, shook his head and said, "When I come up with some new tricks, I'll go to Huashan Yunv Peak to play with you!"

During the previous battle, he was surprised that Zhao Zhijing had learned Master Yideng's One Finger Zen. But after calming down, he remembered the entanglements with Master Yideng and Yinggu in the past, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Besides, now that the matter here is settled, the always restless old boy is ready to leave and find fun somewhere else.

"Thank you for lending me the sword, old naughty boy. Please take it back now."

Xiaolongnu stepped forward and wanted to return the Sword of Gentleman and Lady, but Zhou Botong did not use the sword. He took several treasures from the Unrequited Valley just to go against Gongsun Ce, but he could not use them himself.

In addition to a pair of swords, there is also a half-broken 400-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, a dagger inlaid with a night-shining pearl the size of a longan, and a heartless pill in a small jade bottle.

Zhou Botong only wanted to leave quickly and didn't take these treasures to heart. He waved his hand casually and said, "I don't want them. Give them to that little Taoist priest!"

Xiaolongnu didn't know that the little Taoist priest Zhou Botong was referring to was Zhao Zhijing, so she turned around and came to Yang Guo.

"Take it."

Yang Guo saw that the long sword was completely black, unlike ordinary steel. Although it had no sword tip, it was chilling. He knew that it must be a precious sword.

But Yang Guo did not take them immediately. Instead, he looked at his master and waited for Zhao Zhijing to nod before accepting the two swords.

"Miss Long, where are you going?"

Xiao Long Nu looked into the distance and said, "Of course, I will return to the ancient tombs of Mount Zhongnan. Although my sister has betrayed our sect, I still want to bring her ashes back for burial."

Yang Guo thought that if Xiao Long Nu came to challenge his master again in the future, he would have to be the first to fight, so he said loudly: "See you later, Miss Long. I will also practice hard and look forward to the next fight."

After Ma Guangzuo, Zhou Botong and Xiaolongnu left, Zhao Zhijing prepared to deal with the love flower in the Jueqing Valley. Qiu Qianchi did not object. Now Gongsun Zhi had been cut off by her like before, and became a disabled person.

As soon as the alchemy room is cleaned up, he will be thrown into the underground secret room and locked up, so that Qiu Qianchi can suffer the same hardships as he has suffered over the years.

Although Gongsun Lue'e felt sorry for him, she also thought that the whole incident was caused by her father's fault. This outcome at least saved his life temporarily, so she stopped trying to persuade him.

"Burn it, burn it. Even if you don't do it, I don't plan to stay in this Jueqing Valley any longer."

Qiu Qianchi believed that there was nothing wrong in taking revenge on Gongsun Zhi, but his disciples would not let it go. They were only afraid of the jujube-core nail skills and did not dare to resist. However, if they had to stay in the Jueqing Valley with their daughter, disaster would surely arise in the long run.

"After I deal with this evil villain, I will force a few cowardly people to destroy the alchemy room mechanism and fill up the hole in the back mountain. I will make Gongsun Zhi die in despair underground!"

Qiu Qianchi already had a plan in mind. After taking her daughter away from the Jueqing Valley, she would go look for her elder and second brothers. After all, brothers have a deep bond, and no matter how big the conflicts were in the past, they should have disappeared after so many years.

When Zhao Zhijing saw that everyone had no objection, he and Huang Rong split their forces into two groups, one heading southeast and the other northwest, to investigate carefully and make sure to completely eradicate the love flower.

Since Gongsun Zhi's ancestors moved here in the Tang Dynasty, they have been using love flowers as a defense against enemies in the Jueqing Valley, and this has lasted for hundreds of years. It will take a lot of effort to eradicate them all now.

Therefore, it was not until three days later that it was finally burned completely.

"Mom, look, it's our white eagle!"

This day was already the ninth day since Zhao Zhijing and his party left Xiangyang City. Huang Rong had led the white eagle all the way to the Unrequited Valley and then let it return to Xiangyang.

When she heard her daughter calling her, she knew that her husband must be worried about everyone's safety, so he sent the white eagle to deliver the message.

"Master Zhao, it has been a while since we left Xiangyang. Although we have eliminated the great threat of King Jinlun, the war between Song and Mongolia is still unknown."

"Or maybe Huodu and the others who escaped revealed the location of Jueqing Valley, which led Kublai Khan to lead his army to attack. Then it would be too late for us to leave."

Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "Boss Huang is right. Now that the love flower has been removed, it's time to return to Xiangyang."

The decision was made, and everyone packed up and prepared to leave. After three days, Qiu Qianchi guessed that it was Zhao Zhijing who saved her that day, so Gongsun Lue'e sent the group out of the valley.

When everyone left along the same path, they looked back and found that Jueqing Valley had disappeared among the mountains and rivers. Although it was only a few short days, it felt like a lifetime ago.

The journey back to Xiangyang was much smoother than the journey there. On the way, we met scouts sent by the Song army to gather information, and learned that the Mongolian army had retreated another thirty miles.

"It seems that Ma Guangzuo has brought King Jinlun's body to Kublai Khan."

Huang Rong was a little worried. What if Kublai Khan wanted to avenge King Jinlun and attacked Xiangyang with all his might at all costs? That would be another life-and-death battle.

But now it seems that no matter how great a master is, in the eyes of the people in the court, he is nothing more than a knife that is easy to use.

The group traveled day and night and returned to Xiangyang within two days. It turned out that since they had repelled the Mongolian army last time, there had been no further fighting.

Guo Jing personally led his men out of the city to meet them. Although he didn't know what the outcome of this trip to the Valley of Unrequited Love would be, the fact that Kublai Khan had already withdrawn his troops again meant that this trip must have yielded significant gains.

"Master Zhao, thank you for your hard work!" (End of this chapter)