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Chang Yuchun said annoyedly: "We saw the Tartars bullying you and killing them to vent their anger. Instead, you begged for them. Why are you so ungrateful?"

Xin Han was also a little unhappy, and he could not kill the Tartars even if he had made a mistake.

A Han father-in-law said with a bitter face: "Two heroes, it doesn't matter if you kill the Tartars. When the Tartars government can't find you, they will definitely slaughter the whole village and vent their anger."

Xin Han and Chang Yuchun were silent after hearing this. It seemed that this time was really inadequate.

Xin Han thought about it and took out the golden leaves from his arms: "It's too late to kill anything. It's better to take these gold and take the people in the village to hide elsewhere. It's not too late to return to your home after the sensation passes."

This golden leaves are enough for more than a hundred people to eat for a few years. At this point, these people can only do what Xin Han said. After collecting gold, they thanked Xin Han repeatedly, and then left in a hurry.

The two of them were happy to kill these Tartars in a tone, but after this, they were no longer happy, so they could only take Zhang Wuji silently on the road.

Chang Yuchun knew that Hu Qingniu lived in seclusion was nearby. He was looking patiently and slowly. The road was bright and colorful, with flowers all over the mountains and fields, and the spring scenery was extremely beautiful.

After taking a few turns, I saw a mountain wall facing me, and the road was over.

Just when he ignored it, a few butterflies crawled into the flowers. Zhang Wuji said, "Since that place is called Butterfly Valley, let's follow the butterflies to take a look."

The three of them followed the butterflies.

After passing the flowers, there is a small path in front of me. I often traveled through the spring, but I saw more and more butterflies, whether white, black or purple, dancing gracefully.

After noon, I saw seven or eight thatched huts beside a clear stream. There were flower beds in front, behind and on the left and right of the huts, and all kinds of flowers and plants were planted. Chang Yuchun said, "Here. This is the flower bed where Master Hu planted medicinal materials."

He walked to the house and said respectfully: "Disciple Chang Yuchun kowtowed Master Hu."

After a while, a famous servant walked out of the house and said, "Please come in."

Chang Yuchun took Zhang Wuji's hand and led Xin Han into the hut. He saw a middle-aged man standing on the side of the hall, watching the famous servant stirring up the fire and cooking medicine. The hall was filled with herbs.

Chang Yuchun knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Hello, Master Hu."

Xin Han and Zhang Wuji also called him "Mr. Hu."

Hu Qingniu nodded to Chang Yuchun and said, "I know everything about Zhou Ziwang. That is also due to fate. I think the Tartars' luck has not yet ended and the sect has not reached its peak."

He reached out to put his hand on Chang Yuchun's wrist vein, unbuttoned his chest and looked at it, and said, "You were hit by the monk's heart-stalking palm. It was nothing, but you used too much force after the palm, and the cold poison attacked the heart. It took more effort to cure it."

After saying that, he pointed at Xin Han and Zhang Wuji and asked, "Who are they?"

Chang Yuchun said: "Master, this is Young Master Xin Han. He saved me from the hands of the Tartars. He is my benefactor. This child is called Zhang Wuji, and he is the child of Zhang Wuxia of Wudang Sect."

Hu Qingniu was stunned, his face was filled with anger. He said, "He is from the Wudang Sect? What did you take him here for?"

Xin Han had expected Hu Qingniu to be like this, so he immediately smiled and interrupted, "Mr. Hu's words are different. How can Wuji be a member of the Wudang Sect? Besides, his grandfather is the White Eye King of the Ming Cult. According to Mr. Hu, he can also be said to be a member of the Ming Cult."

Hu Qingniu looked at Xin Hanyi and said coldly: "I only welcome people from my teaching here. You can leave now."

Xin Han was not angry, but still smiled and said, "Although I am not from the Ming Cult, I am here this time to join the Ming Cult."

He said that he came to the Yitian World this time, but Hu Qingniu didn't know that he only thought that Xin Han came to Butterfly Valley because he wanted to ask him to introduce him to the church through Chang Yuchun's relationship.

Hu Qingniu pondered for a while and said, "I'm just a doctor, I'm afraid I'm not qualified to introduce you to the school."

The Ming Cult is going to open an incense hall when the Ming Cult brings people into the church. The master of the church records the people who have entered the church on the list and then worships Ming Zun. This is what he is going to be admitted to the church. Although Hu Qingniu can also recommend it, he refused because he felt it was troublesome, but his attitude towards Xin Han was much more relaxed.

Xin Han said: "I dare not bother Mr. Hu. When Wuji's condition stabilizes, I plan to go to Guangmingding. If I want to join the sect, I can't just do it casually. At least I have to be in charge of the Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao himself."

Hu Qingniu's face changed: "I'm so young and old, how can you be qualified to call Yang Zuozhi to be your referee himself?"

Xin Han smiled without saying a word, Chang Yuchun quickly explained: "Brother Xin's swordsmanship is the best in the world, which even Zhang Zhenren of Wudang personally praised."

"The world's most powerful sword technique..."

Hu Qingniu was disdainful to wait for Chang Yuchun to finish speaking and spoke sarcastic. He was so terrifying that he dared to be the best in the world. But when he heard the following words, he couldn't help but be shocked. Even Zhang Zhenren, Wudang, praised him personally, and that must be nothing wrong.

"How did you know that Zhenren Zhang praised him?" Hu Qingniu looked at Chang Yuchun suspiciously.

Chang Yuchun told the story of meeting Xin Han and Zhang Sanfeng on the Han River. Only then did Hu Qingniu realize that the young man in front of him had an undefeated battle with Zhang Sanfeng, the martial arts myth.

His eyes turned, and his attitude suddenly changed. He personally brought a chair for Xin Han: "Young Hero, please sit down. Since the Young Hero plans to join my Ming Cult, he is naturally his own person." After that, he gave Xin Han a cup of tea.

When Xin Hanyi saw Hu Qingniu suddenly change his attitude, he guessed that he had something to ask for, but Hu Qingniu did not mention it, and he sat down generously and said, "Mr. Hu, look at my brother Wuji's illness..."

Hu Qingniu said: "This is easy to say. As long as he recovers from his injury, he will join his grandfather, the White Eye King Yin, and then he will enter the Tianying Sect and will no longer be considered a disciple of the Wudang Sect."

Chang Yuchun hurriedly said, "Master, that's not OK. Zhang Sanfeng and Zhenren Zhang had something to say first, and he told me: Mr. Hu must not force himself to join the sect. If he is really cured, my Wudang Sect will not accept the sect."

Hu Qingniu raised his eyebrows, became angry and said sharply: "Hmph, what's wrong with Zhang Sanfeng? He looks down on us so much, why should I work for him? Child, what are your ideas in your heart?"

Before Zhang Wuji could answer, Xin Han advised: "Wuji. Your father is a disciple of Wudang, and your mother is a disciple of the Tianying Sect. You have never been a disciple of the Ming Sect, so you will naturally be considered to be without a sect. It is not necessary to join the Ming Sect. We will not force you. Think about it carefully and make a decision."

When Hu Qingniu heard Xin Han say this, his face calmed down and waited for Zhang Wuji to make a choice.

Chang Yuchun thought that if Zhang Wuji's own choice was not a force. He thought that Zhang Zhenren also said it, so he stopped talking.

Zhang Wuji thought about it and shook his head: "The Master does not want me to join the Demon Sect, I don't want him to disappoint."

"What Demon Sect!" Hu Qingniu got up angry, but was gently pressed by Xin Han and sat back again.

"Mr. Hu, don't be anxious, wait for me to persuade him." Xin Han said to Zhang Wuji again: "Do you know what the Ming Cult has done, and how can it be called the Demon Cult?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head, he really didn't know about this.

Xin Han said: "If the Ming Cult is really a demon sect, how could I want to join? I have learned that the reason why the Ming Cult is called the demon sect is caused by the guidance of the court. The Ming Cult has always been resisting the tyranny of the Tartars, opposing the court everywhere, and doing everything is a major task to expel the Tartars. Therefore, it is called the Demon sect by the court."

"The people are ignorant and ignorant. In addition, the Ming Cult does not eat meat, which is different from what ordinary people do, and it is a big thing that loses their heads. The whereabouts are naturally hidden. It is inevitable that people will misunderstand for a long time. This is why they are called the Demon Cult, which is really wronged."

He did not wait for Zhang Wuji to speak. He continued, "Look at how many people have resisted the court by those famous and upright sects who claim to be the right way? Of course, Zhang Zhenren was jealous of evil and led the seven heroes of Wudang to kill many Tartars, which is naturally not included, but other famous and upright sects shouted loudly, but not many people did practical things. I want me to explain that those who taught these people to resist the Tartars are real heroes."

"Well said!" Chang Yuchun and Hu Qingniu were excited and cheered.

They are usually called the Demon Cult, but they are not understood by the people. They must be wary of the pursuit of righteous people. How can they not be resentful in their hearts?

Now Xin Han's words have expressed all the grievances of the Ming Cult, and pointed out that the actions of famous and upright sects are false benevolence and righteous, so how can they not let the two of them call good words?

"Is Brother Xin's saying true? Why hasn't anyone said this to me before?" Zhang Wuji looked at Xin Han and asked seriously, and began to think about whether he had really misunderstood Ming Cult.

Xin Hanyi pointed to Chang Yuchun, "Look at your elder brother Chang, who is the subordinate of Zhou Ziwang, Jiangxi. Because of the failure of the rebellion of the Tartars, he was intercepted and killed by the Tartars on the Han River. Is there any need to say that?"

Although Zhang Wuji is old, he still asked: "Why do some people in the world say that the Demon Cult kills innocent people indiscriminately and is cruel and ruthless?"

Xin Han said disdainfully: "The hundreds of thousands of people in the Ming Cult, if two people who kill indiscriminately, do you think the sect is a demon sect? Do you think those righteous sects are all good people? But they claim to be the right way, and they will blame others if they kill people, or hide them. No one blames them. Who has not had many lives in their hands?"

When Zhang Wuji heard Xin Han say that when the righteous man did the wrong thing, he immediately thought of his parents. Why was his parents wrong? He was forced to commit suicide on Wudang Mountain because he concealed his adoptive father's whereabouts.

Thinking of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji's eyes immediately turned red. When he thought of the famous and upright faces on Wudang Mountain, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Chang Yuchun said, "Brother Xin said it well. Few people in my sect kill innocent people indiscriminately. But those famous and upright sects say that they are high-sounding, but there are many people who act ruthlessly. Brother Wuji, if you think carefully, is your grandfather a bad person? He is also a member of my sect."

"Of course my grandfather is not a bad person. OK, I will listen to my two elder brothers and join the Ming Cult when I recover from my illness."

Chang Yuchun was overjoyed: "That's right. Master, you should show it to Brother Wuji this time." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.

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