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

"Please leave the Black Jade Ointment. Today's business ends here."

Just now when Song Qingshu was fighting with Zhao Min's three servants, Zhou Dian, Taoist Tieguan, Peng Yingyu, and Yin Yewang, five members of the Ming Cult, had already arrived.

In addition, the Five Elements Flags of the Ming Cult and a large group of troops were all around Wudang Mountain, obeying orders.

As for Yin Liting, who was unable to move, he was carried into the Zixiao Palace by four Ming Cult members under the careful care of Yang Buhui.

After receiving the news, Zhang Wuji did not want to fight on Mount Wudang. Besides, Zhao Min threatened him with the safety of the four major sects, so he should not act rashly.

But Zhao Min did not give a direct answer. She saw Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji standing together, with Zhang Sanfeng sitting in the center behind them. The rest of the Ming Cult and Wudang Sect were divided into two rows. Any one of them could be an important figure in the martial arts world.

"If we can get these people to submit to the imperial court, why worry about the unrest in the world?"

Ever since Zhao Min followed her father's orders and led a group of masters from the Western Regions and talented people recruited from the martial arts world to wipe out the Central Plains martial arts world, she has never felt discouraged or disheartened.

But facing two Zhangs and one Song at this time, he finally felt a little powerless. However, his competitive nature was aroused, and he immediately suppressed his depressed thoughts.

"Today, for the sake of Master Zhang and Master Zhang, I will let the Wudang Sect go for the time being."

Zhao Min deliberately put the Ming Cult before the Wudang Sect, and never mentioned Song Qingshu, who made the greatest contribution. It was obvious that she was trying to sow discord.

And he turned around and left after saying that. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute! If you don't leave the Black Jade Ointment, don't even think about leaving Wudang Mountain!"

Then he jumped forward, wanting to stop Zhao Min, but two figures passed by him at the same time. They were Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu.

Needless to say, Song Qingshu took action in order to help Zhang Wuji deal with the two Xuanming Elders who were hiding in the dark.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't want to fight with the younger generation, but when he saw his sixth disciple Yin Liting with crippled hands and feet and the same miserable appearance as Yu Daying, he finally decided that he must get the Black Jade Ointment.

Among the three, Song Qingshu was the closest and arrived first. If Zhang Sanfeng didn't move, it would be fine. But once he moved, he arrived first. Therefore, Zhang Wuji, who moved first, ended up being the last.

At this moment, two silent palm forces suddenly attacked approaching, as if appearing out of thin air without any warning.

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu each stretched out their palms to fight the enemy, only to feel an extremely cold air surging with the strong palm force. However, the Pure Yang Wuji Gong and Xiantian Gong that the two of them practiced were profound and profound, and they immediately used their magical powers to send the cold force back intact.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two men who launched the sneak attack took three steps back before they could steady themselves. Their blood was boiling in their chests. This was because they were afraid of Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu's cultivation level, so they did not dare to use the Mysterious Nether Palm with all their strength, otherwise they would be counterattacked.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Ten years ago, Zhang Sanfeng had spent a lot of effort to cure Zhang Wuji who was poisoned by the cold, so how could he not recognize this sinister palm power.

He immediately looked at the man and saw a long face with a high nose and deep eyes. He was undoubtedly a person from the Western Regions.

The martial arts of the two elders Xuanming were discovered, and they were even more afraid of Zhang Sanfeng's unparalleled magical powers. However, if they left at this time, they would have no chance to survive in the martial arts world in the future.

Furthermore, Zhao Min is the princess of Prince Ruyang's Mansion, and her father, Prince Ruyang, is the Grand Marshal of the Mongolian court's army. If the two of them betray their master and flee, they will definitely have no place to stand.

"Protect the master!" The two men shouted and took out their weapons at the same time. The three or four hundred people in the back rushed forward together, hoping to win by numbers.

"Get back here, everyone!"

Zhao Min's handsome face was as cold as ice. She first yelled and then glanced at Zhang Wuji in front of her. Instead of retreating, she advanced and sneered, "Master Zhang, we haven't settled the matter of you being frivolous and rude to me at Green Willow Villa that day. Why are you forcing me now?"

Zhang Wuji was originally speaking righteously, but when he heard the words "frivolous and rude", his face immediately turned red. Seeing Zhao Min's aggressiveness and about to get close to him, he had no choice but to step back and said, "Miss Zhao, are you going to give me the Black Jade Ointment or not?"

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu, who were standing on both sides, looked at his embarrassment and shook their heads secretly. This kid would definitely suffer at the hands of women in the future.

"It's really a waste of Yin Susu's earnest advice. I'm helpless when I meet a pretty girl. I don't know who she looks like?"

Zhao Min forced Zhang Wuji to retreat, and threw the scabbard in her hand to Song Qingshu, then said word by word: "You can take the scabbard as well. I'll just keep this account for now, and I'll get it back with interest sooner or later!"

Finally, she clasped her fists and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, "Master Zhang, if you ask, I will personally present the Black Jade Ointment to you, but that medicine is far more valuable than gold, and I don't carry it with me."

Zhang Sanfeng hesitated for a moment and decided that it would be easier for him to wipe out those three or four hundred gangsters alone rather than facing such a sharp-tongued girl.

"I hope Miss Zhao will keep her word. Please go down the mountain now."

Zhao Min saluted again, then turned and left. The guards and the martial arts figures followed closely behind her, and soon they were all gone.

When all the enemies went down the mountain, this crisis which could have been a catastrophic disaster was resolved. However, it was still unknown where the people from the four major sects were.

Song Yuanqiao and others were surprised to see that Zhang Wuji had become the leader of the Ming Cult in just a few months, and they immediately ordered people to arrange a banquet to entertain everyone in the Ming Cult.

"Grand Master, all the uncles and aunts, Senior Brother Song, Wuji is not very talented and has no choice but to temporarily take over the position of the leader of the Ming Cult. There are indeed some unavoidable reasons."

At the banquet, Zhang Wuji first talked about how the six major sects left Guangmingding, how he was elected as the leader of the Ming Cult, and why he suddenly rushed to Wudang Mountain.

It slowly turned to the story of going to Butterfly Valley to seek medical treatment, and then to the long journey to Kunlun Mountain, where he fell into someone's evil scheme but ended up learning the Nine Yang Divine Art. Although he tried to be as brief as possible, it still took nearly an incense stick of time to talk about it.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "This is a miracle. Now that all the misunderstandings of the past have been resolved, Wuji, you should take up the heavy responsibility and lead the Mingjiao heroes to drive out the barbarians and recover the land of the Han Dynasty."

Zhang Wuji nodded in agreement, then looked at Song Qingshu and said, "If it weren't for Senior Brother Song's foresight and catching Cheng Kun, the culprit, things wouldn't have been so simple and smooth."

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the banquet was cleared, and the Taoist children in the temple served tea. The leaders of the Wudang Sect and the Ming Cult gathered together to discuss what to do next.

"Zhao Min has captured people from the four major sects. I think she wants to force them to surrender. Otherwise, with the two Xuanming Elders and the masters she has recruited, there is no need to go to the trouble of capturing them alive."

Song Qingshu said, "So I guess the most suitable place to detain him is Dadu. After all, it is right under the nose of the Mongolian court. You Mingjiao members may as well inquire about the news in this direction."

Everyone nodded after hearing this. Zhang Wuji continued, "Besides that, the most important thing is the injuries of Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle."

"Zhao Min is full of tricks, so she may not be able to deliver the medicine as promised, but Er and San were both seriously injured by Senior Brother Song, and they also need to be treated with the Black Jade Ointment."

Zhang Wuji's eyes were sharp, "I think we should catch up with them right now. The ointment scraped from their wounds must be genuine." (End of this chapter)