Zongwu: Start as Jinyiwei, invincible and powerful!

The members of the Ming Cult hid in the secret passage for a while to recuperate.

A few days later, everyone came out, feeling refreshed and having recovered to their peak.

At this time, the Ming Cult was full of masters, and with a top-level expert like Lin Fan leading them, it felt like it was in its heyday.

In the secret passage, Zhang Wuji also took off his disguise and met with his elders.

Now, he has also been absorbed into the Ming Cult.

With Lin Fan as the leader, no one forced him to become a high-ranking member of the Ming Cult.

Zhang Wuji was happy and at ease, spending the whole day with his elders, and was very happy.

After everyone rested for a while, Yang Xiao said respectfully to Lin Fan.

"Master, there are a few things that everyone in the Ming Cult must do. Please make your decision."

Lin Fan said calmly, "You speak first."

Yang Xiao bowed and said, "The first thing is the last words written by our former leader Yang Dingtian before he passed away."

This last will was found by Zhang Wuji, who told the truth so that everyone knew the whole story of Yang Dingtian's death.

"The Golden Lion King is far away overseas. He wants to bring the Lion King back and take on the position of leader."

"Now everyone accepts that you, Master Lin Fan, are the leader, so naturally your position will remain unchanged."

"However, I believe that we can bring the Lion King back and strengthen the power of our Ming Cult."

Lin Fan nodded upon hearing this: "Yes, it is indeed worth doing. I will go there in person."

"Zhang Wuji, you have been looking forward to this for a long time. You can also come with me."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your help!"

Yang Xiao said, "The second thing is to rest and recuperate the Ming Cult."

Lin Fan said calmly, "This isn't difficult to do."

"Let the five scattered people lead many disciples to stay at Bright Summit and rebuild and repair it."

"The rest of the disciples, go to the Jianghu and call back all the disciples of our Ming Cult scattered across the country."

These are all ways to make the Ming Cult stronger, and everyone agreed with them.

Yang Xiao continued, "The third thing is the whereabouts of the other Dharma Kings!"

"The Ming Cult originally had four Dharma Kings, but now only the Eagle King and the Green-Winged Bat King remain. Even if we bring the Lion King back, we still won't have the full complement."

Lin Fan thought for a moment and said to Yin Tianzheng and the others, "I'll have to ask Eagle King to help with this matter. Go search various places and find out the whereabouts of the Purple-Robed Dragon King."

He didn't care much about this matter, but if other people in the Ming Cult wanted it, he would just go with the flow.

Yin Tianzheng bowed and said, "I will obey the Master's order!"

At this time, Yang Xiao pointed out several difficulties. Lin Fan's tone was calm, but the arrangements were well-organized, and every word was an order that could not be disobeyed.

Everyone was immediately filled with awe and looked stern.

After making all the arrangements, Lin Fan led everyone on their journey.

Nangong Pushe naturally followed him.

After they had walked for a while, they suddenly saw a group of people coming up on the grassland ahead.

Among them, most are nuns wearing monk robes.

When he saw the people from the Ming Cult, he immediately screamed.

"It's the Demonic Cult!"

They immediately drew their weapons and approached!

The Ming Cult was not panicked. They were no longer the same as before, and with Lin Fan by their side, what was there to be afraid of?

Zhang Wuji then shouted, "Are you all from the Emei Sect?"

A nun said with an unhappy expression: "Everyone from the Demon Cult, what is there to say to you? Come up and die!"

Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "Look who's this person next to me?"

He pointed at Lin Fan, which immediately startled the nuns.

Before they could react, Zhang Wuji continued, "This is the renowned hero Lin Fan, now the leader of the Ming Cult!"

"He single-handedly fought against the six major sects on Bright Summit, forcing your people to flee in disgrace. Don't you remember?"

When these words were spoken, all the Emei disciples were shocked and speechless for a moment.

The arrogant nun's voice immediately weakened.

She bowed and said, "So...it turns out it's Hero Lin Fan in person!"

"The hero's reputation is known to everyone."

"I never thought they would collude with the evil cult. How disappointing!"

"In that case, we won't bother you anymore. Emei disciples, follow me!"

Having said that, he was about to leave with everyone in the sect.

Everyone in the Ming Cult burst into laughter.

"These people are indeed arrogant, but they immediately become timid when they see the leader!"

"Of course, don't you think about the leader's strength?"

"Even Nun Miejue was defeated by the leader. The others are nothing but chickens and dogs!"

Although the Emei disciples were unhappy after hearing what the Ming Cult people said, they did not dare to make trouble as Lin Fan was there.

A nun couldn't help it and suddenly turned around and asked.

"Do you know the whereabouts of my master?"

The Ming Cult members were surprised and asked, "Master Miejue? She should have returned long ago after leaving Bright Summit Peak."

It turned out that these Emei disciples were out looking for Master Miejue and her group.

Now, half a month has passed since the six major brands besieged Guangmingding.

But the people of Emei still did not return.

Make them feel strange!

After hearing this, the Mingjiao people were also very confused.

Could it be that Master Miejue and the others encountered trouble on the road?

Of course Lin Fan knew it, but he just remained silent and did not remind anyone.

The Emei disciples left sadly without any news.

Lin Fan continued to move forward with the Ming Cult.

Not long after, the person who was exploring the way ahead turned back with a look of shock on his face.

"Master, we've spotted Yin Liuxia of the Wudang Sect up ahead. He's fallen into the sand ravine and is likely seriously injured!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was surprised.

The most anxious one was Zhang Wuji. He immediately ran over there to check.

Everyone followed behind and soon saw Yin Liting.

At this time, he was still breathing and not dead.

But the condition of his body was simply horrible.

Hands, feet, knees, fingers, and any other joints were broken.

Lying on the ground motionless.

Such a situation is simply horrifying.

When the Ming Cult members saw this scene, they were extremely shocked.

"Who on earth could have beaten him like this?"

Someone couldn't help but say, "The method is a bit too vicious!"

Zhang Wuji felt even more distressed and quickly used his medical skills to save Yin Liting's life.

Yin Liting slowly woke up and felt relieved when he saw Zhang Wuji, Lin Fan and others.

Zhang Wuji anxiously asked, "Sixth Uncle, who beat you like this?"

Yin Liting shook his head: "It's the Shaolin Vajra Finger Power..."

"I don't know who it is!"

Lin Fan said to him, "Don't worry, Master Yin. I will definitely help you with this matter."

"Thank you, hero Lin Fan..."

Yin Liting expressed his gratitude, but then his body became too weak and he fainted.

With the care of the people from the Ming Cult and Zhang Wuji, Yin Liting was seriously injured but his life was not in danger.

However, such a serious injury will inevitably have a great impact on future martial arts.

Zhang Wuji felt uncomfortable and looked at Lin Fan, wanting to say something but feeling embarrassed to speak.