The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Therefore, at the end, the title of the leader of the martial arts on Murong Bai's head was really taken into account. Although Murong Bai also knew that there would be no martial artist who would obey the assignment of him, the leader of the demon sect, as long as he When the great changes come together, with such a title in his hand, he will have the power to completely unify the entire Central Plains martial arts.

This is enough.

He made an agreement with the heroes of the world that after three to five days, when the Kunlun and Huashan factions escorted the bodies of the victims of the Emei and Shaolin factions back to Mount Shaoshi, he would formally assume office.

With this tragic case that almost covered the entire Central Plains Wulin, he established his prestige as the leader of the Wulin.

Not to mention that those old monks of the Shaolin School had plans in their hearts, and people from other sects and sects also had ulterior motives, just waiting like this, on the contrary, could fulfill the wishes of all parties, so no one refuted this thing.

So much so that in the end, the charter was really set.

Some scattered people and the leaders of five or six small sects were in a hurry to leave, saying that there were many other things to be busy, but other than that, there were still many other martial arts people who decided to leave. Stay in Shaolin for a few more days and wait for what happens.

Of course, because of the departure of these sects, together with the Emei and Kongtong sects who had left the mountain earlier, there was a lot of space left for the Shaolin sect here.

Except for the large number of soldiers and horses brought by the Ming Cult, who had to camp outside the temple, the rest of the martial arts people all lived in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple.

So, it's a blessing.

On the way back to the Mingjiao camp, Fan Yao frowned slightly, looking at the groups of martial arts practitioners descending one by one on the mountain road in the distance, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Murong Bai, and asked suspiciously, "Master, are you really going to stop them? "

Murong Bai also took a look at those martial arts experts, shook his head, and said, "Life is determined by fate, wealth is up to heaven."

There was news of an ambush by imperial soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain, but now only a few high-level officials from Mingjiao, Kunlun, Huashan and other sects know about it, and Murong Bai did not spread it.

No matter Fan Yao or Murong Bai, they knew exactly what kind of risks these people in the rivers and lakes would face when they went down the mountain.

But what can they do?

If you really stop these people at this time, no matter whether you tell them the truth or not, I am afraid that these rebellious martial arts people will not receive this favor from the "Demon Cult".

They will only think that this is because Murong Bai can't wait to become the leader of the martial arts, so he is ready to make use of it.

With a sneer, Murong Bai closed his eyes, stepped forward again, and continued to walk towards the Mingjiao camp.

But the words of explanation in his mouth are still slowly flowing into the ears of Fan Yao, Chang Yuchun and others, "Today, the leader of the sect just won the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance by force. He has power but no virtue. You can't expose the name of the Demon Sect on us."

"Speaking at this time, on the contrary, arouses suspicion for no reason..."

Without Murong Bai's obstruction, those martial arts practitioners walked down Shaoshi Mountain unimpeded.

They were eager to return home, but none of them saw the murderous and cold light in the eyes of the two old monks beside the divine monk Kongzhi.

Could it be that the only thing waiting for them in the end is death?

of course not.

How could Murong Bai, who had such a good chance to sell his kindness and had a great cause in mind, easily let it go.

He didn't want to reveal the matter in advance, but it was just the wrong time.

In fact, with Zhou Zhiruo's insistence, Murong Bai had already worked out a new action plan.

Under Murong Bai's decree, all the soldiers and horses and masters of Mingjiao have also started to secretly dispatch.

Adding the aid to these martial arts people at this time, after the whole plan is launched, it is just a matter of raking grass and beating rabbits, which is really not a big trouble.

Chapter 344 A new accident?

Chapter 344

Zhou Zhiruo and his party left Shaolin this morning, and when they got off the mountain, they started to hurry towards Emei.

The footsteps of people in the rivers and lakes are already fast, and by the afternoon, they were about to leave Zhengzhou.

But at this moment, perhaps because of excessive grief and a long journey, the head of Emei, who had just ascended to the position, suddenly fell ill and began to panic.

Therefore, all the girls in Emei had to find an inn under the leadership of the elder sister Bei Jinyi to stay temporarily, and found famous doctors from far and near to treat the head of Xiao Zhou.

"It's true that misfortunes never come singly!"

From the mouths of more than one Emei female disciple, they have expressed such emotion one after another.

Waiting to see that Dr. Li's frowning face made everyone feel even more uncomfortable.

Bei Jinyi sent Dr. Li all the way out of the inn, and while offering the consultation fee, asked with frowned eyebrows, "Doctor, the head of my family is sick..."

Dr. Li collected the consultation fee from Bei Jinyi, then shook his head and sighed, "Your boss is in a hurry and needs rest."

"Let's take the medicine according to my prescription first, wait for a few days to raise it, and then talk about other things..."

With Dr. Li's endorsement, the news that Zhou Zhiruo was seriously ill and unable to move forward was completely confirmed and did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

But the whole Emei sect is in a hurry to return to Sichuan and Shu to bury the body of Miejue Shitai. Even if Zhou Zhiruo is sick, she doesn't want to stay in this small town for too long, but there is no way to make people say anything to refute Come.

After all, everyone in the Emei faction is eager to return home at this time, eager to see Miejue Shitai's body.

And from here to Sichuan and Sichuan, the journey along the way is definitely not short.

Zhou Zhiruo and the others had to go all the way west again, passing through Hulao, passing through Luoyang, and finally entering Shaanxi, passing through Hanzhong, and taking the Shu Road into Sichuan. It might take at least half a month.

In half a month, what kind of unexpected changes will take place on Mount Emei without a leader is something that no one can predict.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't want to wait any longer, and after taking a dose of medicine, she got up with strength and said that she would hurry back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Therefore, it became a matter of course when Emei sent a carriage to his team early the next morning.

The journey was boring, and although the Emei disciples were sad, they were still talking about various matters in whispers while walking.

A young disciple with a few freckles on each cheek looked at the empty official road in front of him, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked the sister beside him, "If there are no accidents, we are here today. On the way, will we be able to meet friends from the Huashan School who are going to deliver letters to Shaolin?"