Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

On top of the mountain.

Under a big tree, Song Qingshu and Yang Xue sat there quietly.

In front of him is a fire.

Several pheasants were roasting on the fire.

Yang Xue looked at the oily pheasant on the fire and said with a smile: "The time should be coming soon."

"Even if they didn't notice us, Zhang Wuji and others should have noticed the smoke."

"No rush." ​​Song Qingshu looked at the pheasant in front of him and smiled.

"If Zhang Wuji doesn't come, we can eat by ourselves. Anyway, we still have time."

The other side.

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao went straight to the smoke.

As soon as the two approached Song Qingshu and Yang Xue, Song Qingshu and Yang Xue discovered Zhang Wuji's figure.

"Here we come." Yang Xue said with a smile.

Song Qingshu smiled and cursed: "It's a good time for him to come."

"Just enough to eat."

Not long after...

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao came to Song Qingshu and Yang Xue.

"Brother...sister-in-law."

"Young Master Song, Mrs. Song."

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue nodded, both of them could see Zhang Wuji's excitement.

"Sit down." Song Qingshu said slowly.

The breeze blew between the four of them, and the scent of pheasants spread.

Song Qingshu looked at the oily pheasant in front of him.

Yang Xue had a faint smile on her face.

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao looked at each other.

Although the two of them were very anxious, it was hard for them to speak when Song Qingshu was so calm.

Not long after...the pheasant was ready.

"Eat." Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao.

Then he picked up a pheasant and handed it to Yang Xue, and then started eating it himself.

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao were not polite and started eating directly.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?" Song Qingshu took a bite of pheasant and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji raised his head and looked at Song Qingshu: "Brother... Miss Zhou has been caught."

"I know." Song Qingshu ate slowly without raising his head.

He didn't seem to be worried about Zhang Wuji at all.

"So, I ask you what are you going to do?"

"You have fought against the Persian Ming Cult, and you know their strength very well."

"Zhou Zhiruo is hard to save."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao's hearts sank.

Not easy to save.

Could it be that Song Qingshu still had some scruples when he came over and wasn't ready to take action?

"Brother, why are you here?" Zhang Wuji pondered for a moment and asked.

He knew Song Qingshu's strength very well.

As long as Song Qingshu takes action, the Persian Mingjiao people can't stop him.

Since Song Qingshu was not prepared to take care of it, there must be some reason.

"For your sake." Song Qingshu wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile.

"Persian Mingjiao is indeed no match for me, but I can't take action."

"You can only handle this matter yourself."

"I came here just to clear up the doubts in your mind."

Zhang Wuji's eyes tightened and he could only handle it by himself?

Song Qingshu's intention was very clear and he would not take action.

Just giving some opinions.

He knew Song Qingshu's character very well. Since Song Qingshu said he wouldn't take action, he would definitely not take action.

"Brother, are you afraid that after taking action, the Persian Mingjiao and Yuanshi will unite?"

"In other words, there are top experts in the Persian Ming Cult?"

"Yes, that's not right either." Song Qingshu said slowly.

"Persian Mingjiao does have top experts, but I can handle it."

"I can kill if I want to."

"As for the alliance between Persia and the Yuan Dynasty, this is indeed a matter of concern."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao looked at Zhang Wuji in shock.

"A top expert from the Persian Ming Cult has arrived?"

"Here we come." Song Qingshu smiled: "But they can't take action casually, or they can't take action."

"Very serious consequences."

"You don't have to worry, they won't take action when I'm here."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao breathed a sigh of relief.

If the top masters of the Persian Mingjiao take action, they have no chance of victory.

Wei Yixiao said with some worry: "Young Master Song, what should we do?"

"It's very difficult, or even impossible, for the few of us to rescue Zhou Zhiruo."

"Think about it." Song Qingshu didn't say much and started eating again.

"You have seven days."

"This is the Central Plains!"

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao somewhat understood what Song Qingshu meant.

Seven days, Central Plains.

They can find people to help, but not many people can move now.

Moreover, the masters of the Persian Ming Cult are very powerful, and even if the Ming Cult comes over, they may not be able to win.

What's more, many people from Mingjiao can't come.

"People from the Central Plains martial arts community can arrive within seven days." Seeing Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao deep in thought, Song Qingshu smiled again and spoke.

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao's expressions changed drastically.

Seven days?

The Persian Ming Cult was already in trouble, but now people from the martial arts community came here because of Xie Xun's affairs.

There was no way they could handle it.

It's not all bad for people from the martial arts world to come at this time. At least Zhou Zhiruo and the others can save them.

But will Zhongyuan Wulin take action?

No one knows whether the people from the Central Plains martial arts community will deal with Xie Xun's matter first or Zhou Zhiruo's matter after they come over.

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and looked at Song Qingshu cautiously: "Brother, why did the Persian Mingjiao come here?"

"The Persian Ming Cult took action directly from the moment they discovered us."

"Chasing Granny Jinhua and me."

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"That's the point."

"The Persian Ming Cult came here for three reasons."

"First, the great movement of the universe in your hands is something that the Persian Ming Cult needs very much now."

"Secondly, the third envoy of the Persian Ming Cult, Fengyun Yue, died at the mouth of Shenxia Gorge. Granny Jinhua killed him."

"Thirdly, there is a problem with the Persian Ming Cult and they need a saint. This person is Granny Jinhua."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao's expressions instantly became serious.

They had no idea that Granny Jinhua had killed the three Persian Ming Cult envoys.

Grandma Jinhua didn’t say anything about it.

No wonder the Persian Ming Cult pursues them.

Moreover, they also know that the Persian Ming Cult is a saint who succeeds to the position of leader.

"So, their purpose in arresting Zhou Zhiruo was for Granny Jinhua."

"Or replace someone."

"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded: "Xiao Zhao can do it too."

"Xiao Zhao is the daughter of Grandma Jinhua."

"No!" Zhang Wuji directly denied it. There was no way he would let Xiao Zhao go to the Persian Ming Cult.

The same is true for Grandma Jinhua.

And he didn't even know that Xiao Zhao was the daughter of Grandma Jinhua.

"Brother... Granny Jinhua and Yin Li have a deep relationship, so nothing can happen to Granny Jinhua."

Song Qingshu smiled and glanced at Zhang Wuji: "Yin Li?"

"That girl does have a deep feeling for Grandma Jinhua."

"Then Granny Jinhua won't go, but Xiao Zhao will?"

Zhang Wuji's face was gloomy and uncertain: "Brother, that's not possible either."

"Xiao Zhao has been kind to me. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao, I wouldn't have been able to learn about the Great Shift of the Universe, and I wouldn't have been able to become the leader of the Ming Cult."

Song Qingshu did not ask the reason and continued to speak.

"If you don't give it to me, then you should think carefully about how to deal with this round."

"Grandma Jinhua, if you don't give it to Xiao Zhao, then you can only snatch Zhou Zhiruo from the Persian Ming Cult."

Wei Yixiao asked with some worry: "Young Master Song, when we rescued Miss Zhou."

"The Persian Ming Cult may also attack Miss Zhou midway!"

After the words fell, Zhang Wuji also looked at Song Qingshu.

This was what he was worried about before.

If the other party suddenly attacks Zhou Zhiruo, he will have no time to rescue him.

"No, I promise that as long as you can defeat the Persian Ming Cult, Zhou Zhiruo will be fine." Song Qingshu smiled calmly.

"My face must be given to the Persian Mingjiao, otherwise they will all die."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao looked at each other.

Now with Song Qingshu's guarantee, all they have to do is how to save Zhou Zhiruo.

There are many masters of Mingjiao in Persia, but they are definitely not good enough.

The only way is to find people from the martial arts community who come here.

"Brother, is Wudang here?" Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu uncertainly.

"No." Song Qingshu knew what Zhang Wuji was thinking.

But Zhang Wuji made the wrong mistake.

"Wu-Tang is in retreat."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao's hearts sank.

If Wudang comes over, they can directly ask Wudang for help, and Xie Xun's matter can be postponed.

As for other sects, it definitely won’t work.

At this time, they were in a dilemma. If they asked various sects for help, Xie Xun's matter must be dealt with first.

But this is difficult.

If Xie Xun's matter is not handled well, rescuing Zhou Zhiruo may be delayed.

We can only talk first.

"Talk to the various sects." Wei Yixiao said in a deep voice.

"Nothing can happen to Miss Zhou. Let's deal with Miss Zhou's matter first, and then we'll talk about the Lion King."

He knew very well the relationship between Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo can't have any problems.

"It's difficult." Zhang Wuji's eyes were struggling and he clenched his fists.

He is very aware of the hatred of Xie Xun by various majors.

Even if the various sects worked with them to save Zhou Zhiruo, the various sects would take action against the adoptive father later.

This matter...is not easy to handle.

His initial idea was to secretly pick up his adoptive father and hide him, and then find a way to resolve the grudges.

It's impossible now.

"Brother...who told me about my adoptive father's whereabouts."

At this moment, Yang Xue's calm face showed a slight change.

From the time Song Qingshu discussed with Zhang Wuji, all the previous topics were nothing to her.

But now Zhang Wuji's inquiry involves something.

This is related to Song Qingshu's decision.

"Yuan Shi, Jing Bufan is pushing, this person is better than me." Song Qingshu said calmly.

"I've been fighting with this guy since Baiwang Peak."

"The same will be true for Dongyue City later."

"This is the case in Shenxiakou and most of the capital."

"After the end of Shenxiakou, the Mingjiao uprising was successful and the Yuan Dynasty fell into passivity."

"They don't want to see the martial arts in the Central Plains unified, so they want to use Xie Xun."

"Obviously...this method is good."

Hearing this, Yang Xue showed a smile on her face.

She knew very well that when Song Qingshu said all this, it meant that Song Qingshu was going to tell everyone a lot of things.

Compared with Yang Xue, Zhang Wuji's face was extremely ugly.

Jing Bufan is better than Song Qingshu!

And Jing Bufan is driving everything.

The other party's main purpose of throwing out the news about his adoptive father was to plunge the Central Plains martial arts world into chaos.

"So, Yang Zuoshi, Zhou Dian, not to mention monk, did you deliberately send the three of them away?" Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu with complicated eyes.

If these three people were following him, he might have left.

Wei Yixiao looked at Zhang Wuji, then at Song Qingshu, and sighed in his heart.

He didn't know how to evaluate this matter.

Song Qingshu knew the plans of the Yuan Dynasty, so he did not want the Mingjiao to conflict with the Central Plains Wulin.

But this caused the leader Zhang Wuji to fall into passivity.

"Yes." Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji calmly.

"It's not just Yang Xiao, Zhou Dian is not a monk."

"My grandfather, White-browed Eagle King, also refused to let me come, and so did my uncle, King Yin Ye, and Uncle Li Tianheng."

"Including Wudang, that's what I mean."

As the words fell, the surroundings fell into silence.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji looked at each other, while Yang Xue and Wei Yixiao made no sound.

In Zhang Wuji's eyes, there was struggle, entanglement, and frustration.

"I don't want to say anything." Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji's eyes and spoke calmly.

"Call me a few words?"

"Or am I cruel?"

Zhang Wuji remained silent, looking at Song Qingshu with complicated eyes.

After a long time, he spoke slowly.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Song Qingshu knew the complexity in Zhang Wuji's heart and said helplessly: "Zhang Wuji, I gave you my trump card."

"You didn't use it yourself."

"I do do it for the Central Plains, but I won't watch you feel aggrieved."

"I am your brother, and I will not let you be wronged."

"Master Mingjiao, I did not let you move, but I have freed up at least 3,000 Five Elements Flag men for you."

"Chen Youliang's side has joined the battlefield, and the elite of the Ming Cult are capable of taking action."

"But you're useless."

"You want to handle Xie Xun's matter yourself, but you don't have the ability."

"Boy, when I planned Baiwang Peak, I also borrowed the power of Wudang."

"People can be arrogant, but not too arrogant. You must know your own strength and your own limits."

"Xie Xun's matter cannot be solved by you alone."

"If the three thousand elites of the Ming Cult come here, do you know what the result will be now?"

"In the battle at sea, it was just a joke for the Persian Ming Cult to face the three thousand elites of the Ming Cult."

"The same goes for the martial arts people who come here now. They are all a joke."

"You will take the initiative instead of being so passive now."

"You can talk about everything."

"And now... you don't have any initiative. Your arrogance and pride have put Zhou Zhiruo in danger."

"It made your adoptive father Xie Xun passive."

Zhang Wuji's body trembled and he clenched his fists.

He knew very well that what Song Qingshu said was right.

If he had thought about using the power of the Ming Cult from the beginning, once Chen Youliang joined the battlefield, the elite of the Ming Cult would be able to move.

With three thousand elite members of the Ming Cult, he could fear nothing.

But now, it's too late.

Wei Yixiao looked at Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.

He didn't expect that Song Qingshu had arranged so many things.

"Song Shaoxia, the reason why Chen Youliang was able to get military supplies and resources so quickly was because you asked Yin Ye Wang to do it."

"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded.

"I have already given Zhang Wuji a trump card, and there will definitely be enough time."

"But you are useless."

"In other words, Zhang Wuji is useless."

Wei Yixiao turned to look at Zhang Wuji's pale face and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He could understand Zhang Wuji's difficulties.

Even at the beginning, he did not expect that the Persian Ming Cult was so strong.

"Leader, I can't blame you entirely for this. We didn't expect to meet the Persian Ming Cult either."

"Moreover, the Persian Ming Cult is still so strong."

"If we had not encountered the Persian Ming Cult, we might have avoided the martial arts people and brought the Lion King to the Central Plains."

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath: "No, this is all my fault."

"The reason is my arrogance. I thought I could solve everything, but I can't."

"Boss Ming taught me that I can't avoid it, no matter it's the Great Shift of the Universe, Granny Jinhua, or Xiao Zhao."

"The Persian Ming Cult will find me sooner or later."

"The Yuanshi will give the Persian Mingjiao news. This world belongs to the Yuanshi. My whereabouts and the whereabouts of my adoptive father cannot be hidden."

"All of this will happen sooner or later."

"It's just...it's just ahead of schedule now."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu with a deep look: "Brother, am I right?"

"Even if there is no Spirit Snake Island, something like this will happen in another place. You will also distract the higher-ups of the Mingjiao and avoid conflicts between the higher-ups of the Mingjiao and the people in the martial arts world."

"Wu-Tang will not be involved either."

"This is your bottom line for me, right?"

"You will not see a conflict between the Central Plains Wulin and the Mingjiao."

"Yes." Song Qingshu did not deny it and thought for a moment.

"I didn't tell you a lot of things before because I didn't want you to get involved too much."

"I feel like I can solve everything, just like you do now."

"But before, I saw your battle with the Persian Ming Cult and everything you did. I think there is something I should tell you."

"I needed to communicate with you, so I walked out without hiding."

Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu firmly: "Brother, I want to help you."

"I am willing to die."

"I know you are carrying a lot, and I am willing to walk with you."

Song Qingshu smiled and nodded: "Very good."

"I also look forward to walking with you and facing everything."

"So how about we talk about the solution?"

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao's eyes instantly flashed with light.

After Wei Yixiao heard Song Qingshu say a lot, he guessed that Song Qingshu had a solution.

The whole world knew that Song Qingshu loved Zhang Wuji's younger brother.

Zhang Wuji is in such a difficult situation now, Song Qingshu will definitely help him a little.

"Brother, you have a way." Zhang Wuji shouted excitedly.

"It's okay." Song Qingshu smiled confidently.

"I have met with people from Persia, and your world has been transferred to the Persian Ming Cult."

"In return, they will give you the teaching martial arts of the Persian chief instructor."

"On condition that you practice alone."

"That martial arts can allow you to reach my level in a short time."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao were stunned.

The Great Movement of Heaven and Earth changed the martial arts taught by the Persian chief instructor.

this……

And it can make Zhang Wuji reach the level of Song Qingshu in a short time.

What kind of strength is Song Qingshu?

This is definitely a huge profit.

"Persian Mingjiao is so easy to talk to?" Zhang Wuji was a little confused.

In fact, he didn't care much about the Great Shift of the Universe. After all, this martial arts came from the Persian chief teacher.

The reason why he refused to give it was because the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult attacked him in Dongyue City.

At that time, he was saving Wudang, and the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult attacked him, and they were enemies.

"Master, it's not that the Persian Ming Cult is easy to talk to, but they must talk well when facing Song Shaoxia." Wei Yixiao laughed.

He knew a little bit about the virtues taught in Persia.

Easy to talk to? How can it be.

The Persian Mingjiao could offer this condition because they were afraid of Song Qingshu.

"Song Shaoxia, so to speak, the Persian Ming Cult did not take action on a large scale before because they were afraid that the leader would be injured and it would be difficult to explain?"

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "If I don't nod, will they dare to take action?"

"I can't eat Yuanshi, but the Persian Mingjiao will definitely do."

"They know it very well."

"The Yuan Dynasty exposed Xie Xun's traces, and all the people in the martial arts went overseas."

"As long as I want to take action, I can make all the martial arts people surround and suppress the Persian Ming Cult."

Zhang Wuji was really confident at this time: "Brother, what should I do?"

Song Qingshu thought for a while and said, "I have already solved your problem."

"The problem is Grandma Jinhua, Xiao Zhao."

"what do you think."

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Brother, what do you think we should do with these two people?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "Boy, if Xue'er hadn't talked to me, I really don't want to say anything to you."

"According to my opinion, you experience many things slowly and learn slowly."

"But now...it doesn't matter if it's you, grandpa, or anyone else."

"All of you are eager to know what I'm doing and how you can help me."

"The more I hide it, the more worried you will be."

Zhang Wuji nodded, even Wei Yixiao did the same.

Most of the top leaders of the Mingjiao knew that Song Qingshu was difficult, so they never asked about Song Qingshu's arrangements and arrangements.

All are supported unconditionally.

For example, how could it be that Chen Youliang, who was given military supplies before, could be brand new and even given quickly?

If King Yin Ye hadn't been resolute, they would have realized that it was Song Qingshu who had spoken, and they would not have agreed.

Everyone wants to help Song Qingshu, really wants to help, even just a little.

Seeing the two people like this, Song Qingshu spoke again: "Let's talk about what happened first."

"The three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult are attacking you in Dongyue City. It's okay if you don't cause the world to change."

"It's their fault."

"You can talk if you want something, but if you take action, you are courting death."

"After that, if you injure or kill the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult, it won't actually be a big problem."

"As long as they dare to attack you, I will personally visit the Persian Ming Cult. I can kill them until they are afraid. Do you understand?"

Zhang Wuji nodded heavily, he could feel Song Qingshu's care for him.

Song Qingshu smiled and continued: "I knew about the death of the three members of the Persian Ming Cult earlier than you did."

"I knew it at Shenxiakou."

"Besides, I also know that Granny Jinhua killed her."

"But I don't care. In other words, I'm still protecting Grandma Jinhua."

"The reason is very simple. Just kill him. Grandma Jinhua has a good relationship with that girl Yin Li."

"And when the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult attack you, you are destined to die."

Zhang Wuji felt fine, but Wei Yixiao was shocked.

He felt Song Qingshu's dominance.

Unreasonable and domineering.

Just because the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult in Dongyue City stopped the leader, he was destined to die.

Song Qingshu noticed Wei Yixiao's change and smiled.

"It's not that I'm cruel, but there are some things they can't do."

"Zhongyuan... With the confidence of Zhongyuan, not just cats and dogs can come over and cause chaos."

"At that time, Zhang Wuji needed the Holy Fire Martial Arts to improve his strength, and they attacked Zhang Wuji first."

"So, Zhang Wuji killed the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult, and they have to admit it."

"Even if Zhang Wuji is incapable, I will let the Mingjiao find an opportunity to kill them all."

"Their attack on Zhang Wuji can be said to be a civil strife within the Ming Cult. I asked the Ming Cult to kill the three ambassadors of the Persian Ming Cult and seize the Holy Fire Order's martial arts, which is also a civil strife."

"Strength!" Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice: "Strength in Zhongyuan is the foundation!"

"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded: "Zhongyuan has the confidence, but we will follow the rules."

"This is why the Yuanshi has dominated the world during these years, but the martial arts in the Central Plains can still develop stably."

"Because we are strong."

"You have always been curious about what I am doing in every battle, or you have suspected that I am also fighting."

"Yes, you all guessed right."

"One person died at Baiwangfeng, Shaolin Master Kongwu, masters like Senior Shangguan and others."

"Better than me."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao were shocked.

A master of that level is also dead.

Song Qingshu ignored the surprise of the two and spoke again: "After that, all the older generations in Dongyue City were injured, so they didn't take action."

"Then there will be the Battle of Dadu and the Battle of Shenxiakou."

"The battle at Shenxiakou was because I and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Senior Shi Huolong, killed three people from the Yuan clan."

"So, there was a big earthquake in the Mongolian martial arts world, and the Mongolian martial arts community came out in force. I couldn't start the battle at Shenxiakou."

"Originally, there was only a battle in Dadu. Three people died in Shenxiakou because of Yuanshi."

"Brother... what about you and Senior Shi Huolong?" Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu worriedly.

It's definitely not easy for a master of that level to kill three people.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath: "Senior Shi Huolong is dead, I have nothing serious to do."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao couldn't calm down for a long time.

Shi Huolong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is a character who has not been seen for a long time.

No one expected that Senior Shi Huolong had been fighting Yuanshi and was now useless.

Song Qingshu looked at the two of them with deep eyes and said, "I am telling you this not to remember the past."

"It's not to tell you how cruel the battle is and how tired we are."

"I just want to tell you something."

"Rules! Bottom line!"

"You have never met a Yuanshi master in these years. On the one hand, there are people in the Central Plains who are trying to contain the Yuanshi."

"The other aspect is the bottom line, the rules."

"For example, after I was defeated by Shaolin, have you ever seen me take action against ordinary masters in Yuanshi?"

"Or take action against the Central Plains?"

"The only time I took action against you, Zhang Wuji, was for your inner demons."

"At our level, we have our own pride and our own bottom line. We will not take action against the juniors."

"So, for the Persian Ming Cult, Xue'er and I can kill all the masters on Spirit Snake Island. It's very simple."

"Really, it's not difficult for us at all."

"But we can't do that, it doesn't make sense."

"Persian Mingjiao could join the Yuanshi to suppress the Central Plains, but they don't. Even if they want to move the world, they are very, very lacking."

"But they still haven't joined the Yuanshi."

"Persian Mingjiao knows the suffering of the people in the Central Plains, so they are unwilling to let the suffering in the Central Plains continue."

"The teachings of Mingjiao...are still there!"

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao fell silent.

The Persian Mingjiao can indeed join the Yuan Dynasty.

If they didn't know the strength of the Persian Ming Cult before, they didn't care.

But now they know.

Persian Mingjiao is very strong.

Once the Persian Mingjiao and Yuanshi unite everything, Yuanshi, the top master in the Central Plains, will stop them.

If so, these first-class masters of the Persian Mingjiao will put great pressure on the Central Plains.

"Persian Mingjiao is indeed worthy of respect."

"At least... they keep the doctrine."

Song Qingshu nodded: "They deserve respect, at least in this matter."

"Persian Mingjiao came to the Central Plains for two things."

"First, the world has shifted."

"Second, Saint."

"There's a big shift in the world, I'm going to talk about it."

"Saint..." Song Qingshu said, looking directly at Zhang Wuji: "That saint is originally from the Persian Ming Cult."

"That is an internal matter of the Persian Ming Cult."

"Everything must follow a principle and a rule."

"Grandma Jinhua, first of all, betrayed the religion, and secondly, she killed someone in the religion. Both of these things are capital crimes according to the religious rules."

"She has no reason not to pay the price. There is no excuse for this."

"Zhang Wuji...you don't care about this!"

"Grandma Jinhua didn't even care!"

"Zhongyuan doesn't care either!"

"Zhongyuan has always made people respect and trust us. On the one hand, we are strong, and on the other hand, Zhongyuan is reasonable and fair."

"For example, this time, the Persian Mingjiao gave me the suppressing skills of the Mingjiao's head teacher before I could move the universe."

"It's not that they believe in me, it's that they believe in the Central Plains. Do you understand?"

"This is the accumulation given to us by the previous generation in the Central Plains, or the generation before us."

"When all major sects in the Central Plains go out to experience in the Central Plains, everyone will give them some care or help in unfamiliar places."

"These are the wealth left by the older generation in the Central Plains."

"These rules cannot be broken here. We can grow to this point because of these rules, the bottom line."

"My next generation needs this too."

"If there are no bottom lines and rules in the Central Plains, masters from outside the Central Plains may come in and kill the juniors and geniuses from the Central Plains."

"We can indeed take revenge, but our next generation is completely ruined."

"A Central Plains person who has no bottom line, is unreasonable, bullies the weak, and takes things by force will be despised by countless people."

"The Central Plains will be besieged on all sides, and perhaps countless people will join the Yuanshi, hoping that the Central Plains Wulin will be extinct."

"How will the Central Plains martial arts people get out of the Central Plains in the future? Will they be proud of being part of the Central Plains martial arts community in a strange place?"

"If they encounter danger in a strange place, will anyone lend a helping hand?"

"Strength is indeed fundamental in this world, but strength does not mean everything."

"Zhang Wuji, this world shouldn't be like this. You can't do whatever you want just because you are strong."

"You can mess around, and other people can mess around, and then it's all chaos."

"You are so powerful that you are not afraid of anything happening, but what about your descendants, what about the Ming Cult, and what about the descendants of the Ming Cult?"

"Where is Zhongyuan?"

"Where are the other people in Zhongyuan Wulin?"