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Chapter 1130 Worship Before the Spirit

Zeng Yunfeng looked up to the sky and sighed. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to die a grandfather for the sake of a adoptive father? Zeng Yunfeng sighed. He admired Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king. Go to the rescue, admirable.

But the world is impermanent, and there are not so many perfect endings. The White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng is already old, so this trip to Shaolin Temple was a mistake, and it was even more a mistake to choose to fight in person.

Zeng Yunfeng was not at all surprised that this happened at an age when he was supposed to be enjoying the rest of his life.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, in a manor, there was nothing but white, and everyone bowed to a spiritual tablet.

"It's all useless to me, if I can fight for my father." Yin Yewang looked at the spirit seat with a sad expression.

"Your father's decades of skill can't stand it. You died faster in battle. This time you must rescue the Lion King, otherwise the Eagle King's sacrifice is worthless." Zhou Dian patted Yin Yewang on the shoulder .

"The three divine monks are right. If we want to break the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, we must have two Zhang Wuji. It would be great if my Holy Fire Order is still there!" Yang Xiao shook his head.

"No matter what, I must get my adoptive father out to borrow my grandfather's spirit in heaven." Zhang Wuji clenched his fists.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the manor, "Ying Wugou from the beggar gang came to pay a visit!"

Hearing this voice, many members of the Ming Cult were filled with righteous indignation. They had just killed Yin Tianzheng, the eagle king with white eyebrows. They did not expect that Ying Wugou, the leader of the beggar gang they were most worried about, would come here. Is he here to provoke, or what is he here for? ?

Many Mingjiao disciples clenched their fists and stared at the door.

Some people were even more aggressive, and the Wusan people were even more eye-opening. In the battle of Guangmingding, Mr. Cold Face was directly cut off with both arms, and the rest were seriously injured. Yang Xiao was forced to cut off his own arm. Being taken away by him, and the new leader was seriously injured by him, all members of the Ming Cult have a deep hatred for Ying Wugou.

Zeng Yunfeng was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a blue star and iron badge hanging from his waist, a blue jade flute on his belt, and cloud boots on his feet, he walked slowly into the mourning hall step by step, but as if Stepping on everyone's hearts, the sense of oppression is shocking.

Zeng Yunfeng walked into the mourning hall step by step, ignoring many Mingjiao people who were glaring at him.

"Ying Wugou, what are you doing here! You are not welcome here!" Zhou Dian questioned.

"I've heard that the white-browed eagle king is very loyal. I heard that the white-browed eagle king died in the first battle, so I'm here to worship!" Zeng Yunfeng said lightly.

Zhang Wuji stood up first, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Chief Ying!"

Zeng Yunfeng returned the salute, "Master Zhang is mourning and obedient. The White-browed Eagle King was able to gain a great reputation in the world of martial arts because of his loyalty."

"This time he died in a fierce battle in Shaolin. It was a joy for him. For me in the martial arts world, if I die of old age and sickness, it is better to fight a decisive battle with the masters of the martial arts. I believe that King Ying Definitely leave with a smile on my face!"

Zhang Wuji and the Mingjiao leaders breathed a sigh of relief.Since he came to pay homage to Yin Tianzheng, Baiming Eagle King, that's fine.

As he spoke, the Mingjiao disciple next to him handed over a few sticks of incense to the three of them, but he still looked at Zeng Yunfeng angrily.

Zeng Yunfeng took the incense, went forward to worship the white-browed eagle king Yin Tianzheng three times, put the incense on the incense burner, and the spider behind him also respectfully held the incense and bowed three times, and put it on the mourning hall in the incense burner.

However, the complexity and incomprehension in Zhu'er's heart is incalculable. As a granddaughter, it is her great regret not being able to stay in front of the coffin, but now that she reveals her identity, her father Yinye Wang's character is likely to become tense again. Yes, Zhang Wuji and King Yin Ye returned the salute.

King Yin Ye will always remember the man in front of him. This is the man who almost killed him back then. Which one of the Five Scatterers Yang Xiao and Zhang Wuji has never suffered in his hands? He was staring at Zeng Yunfeng, ready to strike at any time.

Back then when he breached Guangmingding, this man did his best. Miejue Shitai's Yitian Sword and the Beggar Gang's Star Tie Ling were invincible, beheading several banner envoys. They all vividly remember that time.

Just at this time, another person stepped into this place, "Emei Sect came to pay homage to Senior Eagle King!"

Zhang Wuji was stunned, and Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu and his wife walked in at the door.

"Zhiruo." Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhiruo in front of him, feeling a little complicated, while Zhao Min next to him frowned at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zeng Yunfeng and saluted, "I didn't expect Gang Leader Ying to be here! You're so polite!".

Zeng Yunfeng nodded slightly and signaled to return the salute with clasped fists, "Master Zhou is being polite! Young Xia Song!"

Song Qingshu also immediately returned the gift, Zeng Yunfeng did this to give him enough face, Zhou Zhiruo was very surprised, Ying Wugou has always been a man with high eyes, how could he be so polite to Song Qingshu, is it because of his status as the head of the sect?
"Senior Brother Song!" Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu in his heart, and Song Qingshu nodded, at this time Song Qingshu found that he was not so afraid when he really saw Zhang Wuji at this time.

"The White-browed Eagle King, who almost became my elder, took good care of me back then. I, Zhou Zhiruo, should come to pay respects."

Explaining that the disciples offered some more incense sticks, Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu held them in their hands and bowed three times, then turned their heads and said: "Master Zhang, how can we use the old title today, Qingshu is already my husband, you should Call me Mrs. Song."

"We have a happy relationship, and I would like to thank Master Zhang for fulfilling it."

"Mrs. Song, you come today"

"Shaolin widely publishes hero posts. Of course, we are here for the Lion Slaying Conference. This Lion Slaying Conference is actually a competition of who is the best in martial arts in the world!"

"If you want to get Xie Xun, you have to ask me first!"

Zeng Yunfeng knew that Zhou Zhiruo came here purely to show off the name of the Emei Sect, and by the way made Zhang Wuji disgusted, and Zeng Yunfeng came here, naturally he had his schemes.

People who came to Shaolin Temple one after another all had their own plans in mind, only Zhang Wuji was really here to save the golden lion king Xie Xun, but none of the others.

Zhang Wuji looked at Zeng Yunfeng in front of him, "Master Ying, you already got the dragon sword, why did you come to the Lion Slaying Conference? Do you really want to kill my adoptive father?" Very jealous.

He has already gone to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, but he didn't get cheap in front of Sandu Divine Monk. On the contrary, he hurt the white-browed eagle king, his dearest and favorite grandfather. It is said that the martial arts of Baiyun eagle king are also very powerful , but under the siege of the three monks, he also died from exhaustion.

If the Lion Slaying Conference and the beggar gang were to intervene in it, Zhang Wuji really couldn't imagine whether he could lead the Mingjiao brothers to retreat completely.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at Zhang Wuji, smiled, and said: "My beggar gang and the Mingjiao are originally a matter of life and death, and I have always been like this. As long as you don't provoke me, I will not provoke you either."

"This Shaolin trip, maybe we have the same purpose, or maybe we have the same purpose, Zhang Wuji was taken aback."

Zeng Yunfeng cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, I still have important things to do, so I won't stay here any longer, and I will leave!" Zeng Yunfeng turned around and left without any delay.

Zhou Zhiruo also cupped her hands and said, "I'm taking my leave too!"

After the two factions left, the members of the Ming Sect looked at each other, especially Zhou Dian, who frowned and said, "Master, what does Ying Wugou mean, so arrogant? Although I am very grateful to him for coming to pay homage to King Ying, But his visit is clearly a provocation!"

Zhang Wuji shook his head, and Yang Xiao beside him also frowned and said, "Does the leader still remember that time?"

Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes and said, "Yang Zuoshi, you mean?"

"That's right. Back then at Dadu Dafo Temple, Cheng Kun was closely related to the death of Shi Huolong, the former head of the Beggar Clan. Could it be that Ying Wugou came here to make trouble for this matter!"

Zhang Wuji nodded, and the people beside him seemed to understand something.

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