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

"Master, my name is Xiao Zhao."

Seeing that Song Qingshu believed her without hesitation, Xiao Zhao whispered her name, then walked to Yang Buhui's bedside and lifted up the quilt and mattress.

"The secret passage is under the bed, but only two people can pass through at a time."

Zhang Wuji, who was standing next to him, rushed forward and said, "I'll go down with Cheng Kun first."

Cheng Kun is already a man in his seventies. After his plans failed one after another and his martial arts were abolished, he looked even more depressed, like a frail man, and even standing was difficult for him.

Zhang Wuji was tall, and he lifted him up with one hand like a chicken and threw him onto the bed.

"Mr. Zhang, be careful."

Xiao Zhao gave a reminder and reached out to pull the trigger. The bed board flipped over, revealing a dark hole, and the two of them immediately fell in.

Then Song Qingshu and Xiao Zhao lay down at the same time. Since he grew up in his previous life and traveled through time to become Zhao Zhijing, he had never had the experience of sleeping in the same bed with a woman.

Xiao Zhao seemed to be worried about something and took the initiative to hold Song Qingshu's hand. Her small hand was icy cold and as delicate as a catkin.

In order to prevent accidental injuries, Xiao Zhao waited for a moment, making sure that Zhang Wuji, who had gone down first, had enough time to leave, before pulling the trigger again.

The secret passage was dug quite deep. Song Qingshu only felt wind in his ears and fell straight down for several feet.

But he was very skilled in martial arts, and was able to leverage the force of his body in mid-air. He exerted force with his waist and used the Thousand-Jin Weight Kung Fu to land steadily on the ground, and then gently supported Xiao Zhao from behind with one hand.

"Thank you, sir."

"Brother Song, there is no light in this secret passage, but it seems that there is only this one way. Why don't we try to move forward?"

Xiao Zhao replied, "Master Zhang, don't worry. I have a fire starter with me."

As they were talking, a faint firelight had already lit up. Several people carefully looked at the environment in the secret passage and found that it was indeed as Zhang Wuji had guessed.

Although Zhang Wuji had crippled Cheng Kun's martial arts with his own hands, he was still afraid that he would escape, so he held his wrist tightly and led the way in front of him.

Song Qingshu and Xiao Zhao followed behind, not walking too fast, but carefully exploring whether there were any other mechanisms in the corridor.

No one spoke. In the dim light, the only sound that could be heard was the rattling of the iron chains on Xiao Zhao's hands and feet.

We walked along the winding road for dozens of feet before reaching the end. At the end was a complete stone wall with a bumpy surface, and there was no visible cracks.

"I've been here several times, but I never found the mechanism to open this stone wall. But since it's a secret passage, I think there must be another way ahead."

At this time, Zhang Wuji had to look after Cheng Kun and was not able to move, so Song Qingshu came closer and tried to see if he could push the stone wall open.

"Boom!"

Song Qingshu slowly pushed the stone wall to the right, and the eyes of several people suddenly lit up. It seemed that there was no mechanism on this stone wall, and passing through depended entirely on personal cultivation.

After passing the stone wall, there are several forked roads. Upon closer inspection, there are as many as seven. I don’t know which direction to go.

"Cheng Kun, you should know which road leads down the mountain, right?"

Previously in the meeting room, Cheng Kun had boasted that the seven peaks and thirteen cliffs of Bright Summit were no different from a broad road in his eyes, so Zhang Wuji asked this question.

But Cheng Kun closed his eyes and waited for death, not saying a word. For a moment, there was no way to make him speak. "It doesn't matter. Since this is the forbidden area of the Ming Cult, there won't be any vicious traps set up to protect us. Let's be careful and explore one by one."

As there was only one fire starter, it was inconvenient for them to disperse, so they simply let Zhang Wuji wait where he was while Song Qingshu and Xiao Zhao went ahead to explore the way.

The two men first walked into the leftmost fork. Seeing that the light of the tinder was getting dimmer and dimmer, they had to extinguish it first and light it again after finding something like a candle or a torch.

This fork in the road was not very long and was similar to the previous corridor, and it soon reached the end.

Xiao Zhao was petite and dainty. She groped around nearby and soon found a wooden barrel. She said happily, "I have something to start a fire!"

After saying that, he took out a tinderbox and tried to light it. Song Qingshu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be gunpowder hidden in this forbidden area, and hurriedly stopped him, "Wait!"

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then felt Song Qingshu approaching her. Although she believed that he was a gentleman, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating fast and her cheeks flushed in such a small space where she couldn't see her hand in front of her.

Song Qingshu naturally had no idea what Xiao Zhao was thinking. He reached out and found the wooden barrel. With a little effort, he removed two wooden boards. He brought it closer and smelled it, and sure enough, there was a pungent smell of sulfur.

"There is gunpowder here. We must not see any sparks. Let's retreat the same way we came first."

At this time, Xiao Zhao also smelled the smell of sulfur, and her heart suddenly tightened. If Song Qingshu hadn't stopped her in time, she would not be alive now.
The two men returned along the same path and only carefully lit the fire after they met Zhang Wuji. There was still some gunpowder remaining on the two wooden boards, which quickly caught fire.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji each took a piece to light up the fire, and under the firelight they saw that Xiao Zhao, who originally looked extremely ugly, had completely changed into another appearance.

Seeing that both of them were staring at him, Xiao Zhao immediately reacted, lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I was so scared by the gunpowder just now that I actually forgot to make a fool of myself."

Song Qingshu already knew it, so he just smiled and said nothing. However, Zhang Wuji saw that her hunchback and lameness were all fake. After she stopped pretending to be ugly, she was even more beautiful. Her eyes were as clear as the blue sea, and she had a more exotic charm than the women in the Central Plains.

"Mother is right. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."

With the lighting tools, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji began to look for the way separately. After about a cup of tea, they finally found a stone chamber.

Two white skeletons were huddled together in the stone chamber, one of them had a dagger stuck in its chest. They must be Yang Dingtian and his wife.

"Congratulations, young master. This is the supreme magic of the Ming Cult!"

"I overheard the master mentioning it to the young lady."

Xiao Zhao picked up a piece of sheepskin from the skeletal hand, bit her finger and slowly smeared the blood on it. Soon words appeared, and she handed it to Song Qingshu with a happy face.

"The Great Shift of the Universe"

At this time, Zhang Wuji also found a letter in the skeleton, thinking it was Yang Dingtian's last will. After unfolding it, he read carefully: "My wife has been depressed since she returned to Yangmen."

The first half of the letter was about the cause of Yang Dingtian's death, and the second half ordered the Golden Lion King Xie Xun to temporarily take over the position of deputy leader and exercise the powers of the leader.

In addition, the Persian Grand Master wanted the Ming Cult in China to follow the Mongols as their leader, but Yang Dingtian refused to obey until his death. He left a will that whoever obtained the Holy Fire Order would be the 34th leader of the Ming Cult and must take it as his responsibility to expel the barbarians, otherwise he would be killed by both God and man.

The content of the letter ended here. The three of them were silent for a while. Xiao Zhao whispered, "If this Madam Yang had someone in her heart, she shouldn't have married Patriarch Yang. But since she has married Patriarch Yang, she shouldn't have met with others in private."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Kun, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly scolded: "What do you know, little girl? Parents' orders and matchmaker's words are not something that Junior Sister can decide on her own!"

Xiao Zhao was startled by the sudden scolding, and Song Qingshu simply waved his hand and pressed Cheng Kun's mute point.

"Cheng Kun, do you think you are Liang Shanbo?" (End of this chapter)