The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 197 The Two Elders of Huashan: Kill Men, Steal Women
The Five Scattered Men of the Ming Cult.
They are the monk Shuo De De, also known as the cloth bag monk, the monk Peng Yingyu, the Taoist Zhang Zhong with the iron crown, the crazy Zhou Dian, and the righteous Leng Qian.

Among the Ming Cult, the martial arts of these five people cannot compare to the top masters such as the Left and Right Envoys of Light and the Four Dharma Kings, and are only on par with the Five Elements Flag Bearers.

But they were staff-level figures. Some of them were familiar with astronomy and geography, some were proficient in deploying troops, some were excellent in martial arts, and some were good at poetry, calligraphy and painting. They played a vital role in the Ming Cult's anti-Yuan cause.

"Five scattered people, meet the leader!"

Xu Xingchen glanced at the five people's different faces and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, everyone! Come, please take a seat, and serve tea."

After the five people sat down on the chairs on both sides, some believers came in and served them tea.

After taking a few sips of tea to quench his thirst, Monk Peng, who was dressed in black monk robes, was the first to stand up and said, "Master, we found traces of the six major sects on our way back."

Xu Xingchen said "Oh" in surprise and asked, "Which six sects are they? Where are they going?"

The monk Budai was speechless. He moved a long cloth bag on his shoulder and smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "Master, the six major sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong. In addition to these six major sects, there are also many figures in the underworld."

Zhou Dian scratched his messy beard, with a face full of bitterness and hatred: "The six major sects and those underworld gangs have gathered a total of two to three thousand people and are heading west. We overheard their conversation and they said they were coming to encircle and suppress our Mingjiao Guangmingding and eliminate a great evil for the world."

Leng Qian said seriously: "Master, they are here to encircle and suppress our Guangmingding. They are not far from here now. They will arrive in two or three days at most!"

Zhang Zhong, the Taoist priest of Tieguan, suggested: "Master, we need to prepare in advance and set up some traps. When they arrive, we should kill a group of them first to give them a warning."

Listening to the news and suggestions brought by the five scattered people, Xu Xingchen nodded from time to time but did not express his attitude.

After the five people finished speaking, he calmly said: "Don't worry, everyone. Now, almost all the masters of the sect have gathered on our Bright Summit. Even if the six major sects come up the mountain together, we are not afraid."

Afterwards, he ordered people to summon the Four Dharma Kings, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, and the four masters of the Four Gates of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder to come together to discuss the matter.

When a group of people gather together, they will inevitably have a lively time with the five scattered people they haven't seen for many years and reminisce about the past.

Although these people belong to different small groups, and they were not necessarily very close when they were on Guangmingding, now they look like fellow travelers who were full of vigor and vitality, and now they are all weathered and no longer young. I can't help but sigh and lament that time is ruthless and unforgiving.
After everyone finished reminiscing about the past, they also learned from the five scattered people that the six major sects led the major gangs in the underworld to come and encircle and suppress Guangmingding. The reactions were different.

The four Dharma Kings had known about the leader's plan for a long time, and they remained calm when faced with the arrival of the six major sects and others.

The Five Elements Flag Bearers and the Four Great Masters of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder frowned with some worry, but when they looked up and saw the room full of masters, the anxiety in their hearts immediately disappeared.

After some discussion, Xu Xingchen made the final decision: "Be careful, wait and see, wait for them to arrive, and let them go up the mountain."

The members of the Ming Cult at Guangmingding started to get busy because of the affairs of the six major sects.

Issue weapons, arrange guards, mobilize everyone, and encourage them.
Two days passed in a flash.

On this day, a report came from the foot of the mountain that people from the six major sects had arrived. Xu Xingchen immediately issued an order, ordering all the followers guarding the foot of the mountain to retreat back up the mountain and not to engage in fighting or conflict with the people from the six major sects.

As a result, people from the six major sects led the disciples of the major gangs and entered the place as if they were in an empty space. No matter where they broke into, the members of the Ming Cult there would immediately retreat and would not engage in hand-to-hand combat with them at all.

"Kill them! Don't let the evil cult thieves escape."

"Chase them! We, the righteous martial arts community, are besieging Guangmingding today and we must eradicate their evil sect completely without leaving any remnants behind."

"Today is the time for us, the righteous martial arts community, to eradicate a cancer from the world."

Many great and small figures in the martial arts world marched forward with great vigor and shouting, and each of them felt that he had an invincible aura that was superior to any other army.

Among them, two people had the loudest and highest voices and looked different from ordinary people.

They were dressed in Huashan Sect uniforms and were around fifty or sixty years old. Their eyebrows were as thick as beards, long, black and thick, and the beards on their mouths were extremely dense.

Both of them had strange looks with tangled eyebrows and beards, one was tall and the other short. The tall one was laughing while the short one was humming.

"Haha, these evil cult villains are so weak that they collapse at the first blow. They have no intention of fighting at all. Let's quickly chase them down and kill them. Every time we kill them, our heads will roll and our blood will flow like a river."

"Hehehe, kill them all on Bright Summit, kill the men of the Demon Cult, and rob the women of the Demon Cult."

"Hahahaha, that's right, the women from the Robbing Demon Cult!"

The two men each held a long knife in their hands, and rushed to the front of the team with laughter and groans. The words that came out of their mouths made their companions cover their foreheads with their hands and retreat.

Many people stood awkwardly on both sides of the road, looking at the two people's receding figures with strange eyes, and talking about them behind their backs.

"These two elders from Huashan are really disrespectful to their elders."

"That's right, you can even say such shameless words."

"Humph, how can you speak like that in public?" "The two elders from Huashan don't act like a reputable family at all. Instead, they act more like bandits."

"Hush, everyone keep your voices down, the head of Huashan Sect Xian Yutong is coming up"

Everyone turned around to look at a middle-aged scholar waving a folding fan not far below the mountain. They knew that the other party's title in the martial arts world was "Shen Ji Zi". He was extremely resourceful, insidious and cunning, and no one dared to offend him. So they all fell silent, jumped up again and chased after him.

Next to the middle-aged scholar, a young disciple snorted coldly and said, "Master, how dare these people interfere in the actions of our Huashan Sect? They really don't know how to live or die."

Xian Yutong waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Gongyuan, there is no need to be angry with those people. They are just soldiers who will die soon!"

"Master, what you said is very true!" Xue Gongyuan asked curiously, "Master, what do you think the Demon Cult is planning? Why didn't they put up any resistance and let us come up the mountain?"

Xian Yutong frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and said, "This matter is also a little confusing to me, the teacher."

"Perhaps they thought that with a new leader and the gathering of masters such as the Four Dharma Kings under their command, they felt that even if they let us go up the mountain, they would be sure to win."

Xue Gongyuan couldn't help but ask, "If that's the case, then if we go up the mountain like this, aren't we falling into the trap of the Demon Cult?"

Xian Yutong laughed, turned his head to look at the group of monks not far behind him, and said quietly: "It's okay, don't worry, they are confident that they can deal with us, but they don't know that we also have the confidence to deal with them."

Xue Gongyuan followed his master's gaze and looked down, which landed on three old monks surrounded by a group of monks.

The three old monks were so old that the dirt had buried them up to their necks, and they looked incredibly old.

One of the monks had a face as black as cast iron; another monk had a face as withered and yellow as dead wood; and the third monk had a face as pale as paper.

All three monks had sunken cheeks and were so thin that they had no muscles at all. The yellow-faced monk was also blind in one eye.

The three old monks had five dim and lifeless eyes, like old men who had no martial arts skills and were about to die, but they had long and thick iron chains wrapped around their bodies.

Just by looking with your eyes, you can tell that those iron chains must be extremely heavy.

Xue Gongyuan asked curiously: "Master, who are those three old monks?"

Xian Yutong laughed and said, "Those three old monks are great men. They are the uncles of the abbot of Shaolin Temple. They can help you get through adversity, disasters and difficulties."

Xue Gongyuan frowned and said, "Even if he is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he is so old and has one foot in the coffin. How can he help us by following us to Guangmingding?"

Xian Yutong said: "Those three old monks are strong despite their age. They must be quite capable. Don't underestimate them."

Xue Gongyuan looked back at the monks of Shaolin Temple again, and his eyes inadvertently swept across a group of women. He was stunned again and asked in a strange tone: "Master, who told you that Nun Miejue cut off one of her arms? And also turned her black hair into white hair?"

"Could it be that some man broke her heart and caused her to become like this?!"

Xian Yutong looked at Master Miejue, who was extremely eye-catching among the disciples of Emei Sect.

Today, Nun Miejue has an empty sleeve on her left shoulder, and her long snow-white hair is draped behind her head. There is a red fingerprint in the center of her shaggy eyebrows, which makes her beautiful face look a little weird and cold, and adds a bit of strange charm.

As if she had noticed the gazes of Master Xian Yutong and his disciple, Nun Miejue suddenly raised her head and two sinister eyes like swords pierced over.

Master Xian Yutong and his disciple couldn't help but shudder and quickly looked away.

Xue Gongyuan was still in shock, sweat broke out on his back, and he was speechless for a while.

Xian Yutong was filled with confusion and doubt: "This old witch, even though she lost an arm, why is her martial arts becoming more and more terrifying?"

After a long while, Xue Gongyuan finally came to his senses, his voice still trembling with fear: "Master, Master, the look that Nun Miejue gave me just now was so terrifying."

"I felt as if there were five extremely sharp fingers pressing against my forehead, and with just a little force, they could pierce my skull."

Xian Yutong nodded, his face solemn, and said, "It seems that the old witch must have practiced some extremely terrifying martial arts to become like this."

"When we get to Guangmingding, we should stay away from Shaolin Temple and Emei Sect."

"There are some quirks in these two sects. We should stay as far away from them as possible."

"Yes, Master!" Xue Gongyuan responded quickly and followed his master up the mountain.

After walking a short distance, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, you are talking about those people from Wudang Sect."

(End of this chapter)