The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"Leaving now?"

Upon hearing the news of the disbandment, Hu Yanming, who was desperately trying to stay in the blacksmith shop, reacted similarly to Hua Jingchen. He asked in surprise, "Why are you choosing this time to stop observing?"

These days, Hu Yanming often goes out to fool around.

We have witnessed many incidents of rampant desert bandits and bones exposed in the wild. Some of them can even be identified by their clothing or tokens left at the scene, and are from the spiritual sects of the Central Plains.

Even friends from the Central Plains ended up dying in the desert.

It's really not wise to leave at this time...

Xi Zhaozhao was determined to leave, and with Lao Ba's promise, no one could stop her.

Hu Yanming had seen Lao Ba's methods before, and he had no intention of trying to persuade him, so he just asked casually. However, he pointed at Kuang Langsheng, who was standing behind Xi Zhaozhao, carrying a lot of bags and preparing to leave together, and said expressionlessly: "Are you going to take this guy back for trial?"

Kuang Langsheng's identity is rather special, and Xi Zhaozhao is a member of the Orthodox League. If one turns a blind eye to what Kuang Langsheng did in the past, then Xi Zhaozhao is not worthy of being a member of the Orthodox League!

"After all, we are from the Western Regions."

Hua Jingchen stepped forward to explain: "The Zhengmeng is now in its infancy and is in its rising stage. There are some hidden rules that we have to abide by..."

"What rules can there be?"

Hu Yanming's spit was about to hit the sky, and he said proudly: "I don't know what the implicit and explicit rules are. I only know that debts must be paid and murder must be punished. It is only natural!"

The grievances between Mingshen Sect and Black Demon Hall, apart from the time when Lei Zun dominated the eldest son of Black Demon, can be traced back to the beginning when Lei Zu founded the sect, and it is a feud.

However, the Black Magic Hall behaved itself for a while afterwards, and the Mingshen Sect grew bigger and bigger, so it had no intention of digging out the Black Magic Hall hidden in the shadows. The old grudges were put aside for the time being, and faded a lot with the passage of time.

If you don't bother me, I won't bother you either. Let's just keep to ourselves and live in peace...

That's probably the mentality.

This relatively peaceful situation lasted until the Black Demon Hall's eldest son repeatedly mocked Lei Zun, who was being chased around by his old friend in green robes. An angry dog ​​will jump over the wall, and Lei Zun could no longer tolerate it and rushed back to the Western Heaven Region overnight.

That night, the power of thunder illuminated the darkness.

Just like a fuse, it completely ignited the hatred that had accumulated over generations between the Mingshen Sect and the Black Demon Hall.

"You can't even say anything."

Hua Jingchen cursed Hu Yan inwardly, calling him a "brute who only knows how to solve problems with force." He said amiably, "We should still give due respect. Besides, the Great Desert is the territory of the Bailian Pavilion. If the Righteous Alliance wants to develop in the Western Heaven Region in the future, it will have to overcome the Bailian Pavilion."

"What, you look down on my Mingshen Sect?!"

Hu Yanming was like someone with sensitive skin, and he flew into a rage at the slightest disagreement. "If you were talking about just the desert, I could have pretended I didn't hear you, but you're talking about the entire Western Heaven Region, including Snow Village, right?"

"Humph! Although the Bailian Pavilion is powerful, my Mingshen Sect is no pushover!"

"Overlord of the Western Heaven... What a big mouth!"

Hu Yanming looked down on the so-called "Overlord of the Western Heaven" and said disdainfully, "Who cares about your Xiba thing? If you have the guts, come to Xuexiang and fight to see who is the true boss of the Western Heaven!"

Hua Jingchen was speechless for a while, thinking, I tell you this, and you tell me that.

You Mingshen Sect, are indeed just as the rumors say, a bunch of lunatics who have no idea of ​​the immensity of heaven and earth!

"I ask you."

Xi Zhaozhao nodded his chin lightly, "Who is the boss of Mingshen Sect now?"

"Of course, Sect Master, could it be me?"

Hu Yanming rolled his eyes...You asked "this Holy Son" such a childish question, who are you looking down on?

"Okay, who is your sect leader's most valued disciple?"

Xi Zhaozhao said calmly, "Or rather, who do you think is most likely to become the next sect leader?"

Although Hu Yanming was reluctant to admit it, almost every member of the Ming Sect knew the answer.

He pursed his lips, his arrogance weakening a bit: "Of course it's Senior Brother Haotian. He is Thunder Lord, the most respected disciple brought up by the Sect Master himself."

"Then do you know that Lei Zun has an older brother?"

"The Dragon Emperor, who in the entire Snow Country doesn't know him?"

Ji Cang is now the emperor of the Eastern Divine Territory, but in the past, he was born in the Snow Country and grew up in the snow.

"Since you know everything."

Xi Zhaozhao showed a playful expression, "You must know that the Righteous Alliance has the support of the Great Dragon Dynasty, right?"

"No way, no way, there are still people who don't know that the Dragon Emperor of the Great Dragon Dynasty is the former Dragon King?"

Hu Yanming stood there in a daze, without any reaction for a long time.

Like other Mingzong disciples, Huyan Ming advocates the supremacy of force. If a problem can be solved by force, he will never argue with others.

But at this moment, Hu Yanming finally realized that his brain actually had the function of "thinking".

The Orthodox League wants to expand in the Western Heaven Region, so it has to overcome the hurdle of the Bailian Pavilion. The Western Heaven Region is divided into the Great Desert and the Snow Country, and the Bailian Pavilion cannot represent the Western Heaven Region. However, the Orthodox League will not ask the opinion of the Mingshen Sect... No, the most likely candidate for the next leader of the Mingshen Sect is Senior Brother Haotian. Senior Brother Haotian recognizes the Dragon Emperor of the Great Dragon Dynasty as his elder brother, and the Orthodox League has the support of the Great Dragon Dynasty behind it...

Hiss! I feel like my head is going to break!

Hu Yanming covered his little head with his hands, his face full of pain. For the first time in his life, he felt that force was not omnipotent.

No! Maybe!

As long as he could land a solid blow on my forehead, I would quickly forget all the pain...

"What are you doing?"

Xi Zhaozhao watched in silence, his left hand tightly gripping his right wrist, staring at his trembling right palm, as if something was about to break free from the seal. Hu Yanming, gritting his teeth and holding on, asked shamefacedly, "Are you okay?"

"Hehe, don't mind it."

Hua Jingchen smiled and patted Hu Yanming on the head, "Daoyou Hu Yan is always like this."

"Don't think he always looks not very smart, in fact, he is not smart at all!"

"So...huh?"

Xi Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows slightly, looking not very smart, but in fact she was not smart at all...

Isn't that a retard?

"It's impossible to reason with such a person."

Kuang Langsheng sighed, looked at Hu Yanming with a caring look, and said, "They often use heavenly thunder to temper their bodies. Every time, they first pass through it and then slowly guide it to the limbs. However, there is a disadvantage to this. The power of the thunder is uncontrollable the moment it falls."

"I just don't understand..."

Kuang Langsheng wondered, "Why do we have to start from the top? It would be better to introduce it from the limbs, right?"

Upon hearing this, Huyan Ming's pupils suddenly shook.

Yes! Why do we have to start from scratch? There are obviously other better options!

No wonder every time he attracted thunderbolts, his head would be struck by lightning, making him buzz and feel dizzy...

This is where the problem lies...