The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 220: Fall! Fall! Fall!
When the martial arts conference was held, Xu Xingchen once said that there was an invincible martial arts secret book hidden in the Dragon Slaying Sword: the Nine Yang Magic Skill. He also announced that whoever won the first place in the martial arts conference would be taught the Nine Yang Magic Skill.
This news caused an uproar among the martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and even shocked the Shaolin, Wudang and Emei sects.

Among them, the abbot of Shaolin Temple showed an attitude of determination to win.

Why did no one mention this matter again later?
Because they were either impressed by Xu Xingchen or defeated by him.

Xu Xingchen was more powerful than they had imagined, and as the leader of the Ming Cult, he had many masters under his command. Under such circumstances, who would dare to mention the matter of competing for the Nine Yang Divine Art? Wouldn't that be like an old man eating arsenic and being tired of living? !

Even if some people are still unwilling, in the face of reality, they can only hide their little thoughts.

A battle in which six major sects and eighteen gangs besieged Guangmingding was resolved invisibly by Xu Xingchen, the leader of the Ming Cult, thus avoiding many bloody disasters for both sides.

Now, facing the siege of the Yuan and Mongolian army and the threat of the enemy coming out in full force, everyone's face was as gloomy as water, and the solemn atmosphere was like the weather before a storm.

After seeing the Yuan army's deployment clearly, everyone returned to the square on the top of the mountain.

The Mingjiao followers brought out dozens of chairs and placed them on both sides.

The leaders of the six major sects and eighteen gangs sat on one side, while Xu Xingchen, along with the three Dharma Kings, five wandering people, the flag bearers of the Five Elements Flag, and the leaders of the four sects of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, sat on the other side.

The various martial arts sects in the Central Plains and the Ming Cult sat opposite each other and began to discuss the situation down the mountain.

Faced with the common enemy, the Yuan army, the two sides naturally joined forces.

This is exactly the situation Xu Xingchen wants to see.

After much discussion, everyone concluded that there were only two options.

First, take this opportunity to rush down the mountain and fight the Yuan army to the death. Whether you can break through the siege and how many people escape depends on fate.
Second, stay on Guangmingding, wait for the right opportunity, and then break out.
They were all hot-blooded martial artists. Except for a few masters who could still remain calm, the vast majority of them jumped higher than the other, shouted louder than the other, and vowed to rush down the mountain and fight to the death with the Yuan army.

Xu Xingchen sat in the first seat, watching the quarrel of the people with a cold eye, and shook his head secretly in his heart: "Whether it is the first way or the second way, these people only want to break out of the encirclement, and have no intention of fighting the enemy."

"It seems that the fire is not yet enough"

In the end, the leaders of the major gangs chose the second path, waiting and watching the situation, eating and drinking to rest their spirits.

As for the Ming Cult, the three Dharma Kings said nothing. The five scattered people asked and gave suggestions to Xu Xingchen several times, but were appeased by Xu Xingchen every time.

Seeing their leader's calm appearance, the Five Wanderers, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, and the Four Sect Leaders of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, suddenly had an epiphany: Leader, you have already made arrangements in mind!
Good wine and delicious food are served on the table. Eat and drink your fill, recharge your energy, and wait for the right opportunity.

This went on for three days.

It was not until the fourth day that the believers at the foot of the mountain suddenly came to report that there were new movements in the Yuan army camp.

The personnel from both sides on Guangmingding immediately went down the mountain again to observe the situation.

This time, in order to see more clearly, they went down to the checkpoint at the foot of the mountain.

This level is built on a slightly narrow mountain road, with tall rock cliffs on both sides and a stone wall in the middle.

In the past, Guangmingding never seemed to have thought that its headquarters would be besieged, and this section of stone wall was built very perfunctorily.

It is three feet high, six feet thick, and several dozen feet long.
Although it was a wall built with stones, it was just a stone wall, not a city wall.

Such a stone wall can only block the advance of ordinary soldiers, but it cannot stop the martial artists who are flying high.

Standing on the narrow stone wall, looking out
The mountain walls on both sides extend forward to form a trumpet-shaped entrance that is narrow inside and wide outside.

The distance from the stone wall checkpoint to the entrance and exit is only a few dozen feet, not enough for an expert to jump a few times.

After passing the checkpoint, there is an endless Gobi Desert.

The wild wind blew back and forth across the Gobi Desert, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed between heaven and earth for years.

The mountain pass leading to Guangmingding is strategically located, with towering mountain walls on both sides, effectively keeping the strong winds from the Gobi Desert out.

But there is always a period of time every year when the wind direction in the Gobi Desert changes, creating the opportunity to enter the pass mountain road.

For example, today
Xu Xingchen and others stood on the top of the stone wall and could clearly feel the strong wind blowing on their faces. Their clothes rustled and their hair fluttered in the wind.

Looking up and forward, neatly lined up Yuan troops were blocking the entrance and exit. Many soldiers were busy, stacking up ten tall wooden racks in a row on the flat ground.

"What are they going to do?"

"I don't know. Are you planning to use fire attack?"

"Using fire is too far away. Since the wooden frames are on fire, it is impossible for them to burn here." "What if they add some poisonous powder to the flames? You see, the strong winds in the Gobi Desert can blow into this mountain road. When the smoke from the flames mixes with the poisonous powder and blows into the valley, what will be the result?"

"Such a long distance, such a wide mountain road, even if the thick smoke is filled with poisonous powder, how much of the drug's effect will be left by the time it blows here?"

"Anyway, no matter what, let's put an antidote pill in our mouths, just in case."

The several gang leaders were all wise and knowledgeable people. With just a few words, they guessed a possibility and gave a way to deal with it.

Xu Xingchen's guess coincided with theirs, and he thought, "If it is the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, then your so-called detoxification pills may not be of much use."

With his mind racing, Xu Xingchen also issued an order: "Three Dharma Kings, distribute the detoxification pills we brought from the Central Plains. When the Yuan army ignites the fire, let all our people hold the detoxification pills in their mouths."

The three Dharma Kings all knew about the "Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder". After hearing the order from the leader, they knew that the impending war had reached a critical moment, so their faces became serious and they turned around to give orders.

The carriages they brought with them happened to be parked in a stable behind the stone wall, and there were still some porcelain bottles and pills left inside that had not been carried up the mountain.

The people who went to carry the medicine were quick and efficient and distributed it quickly. After a while, everyone had a "detoxification pill".

There were also several disciples who were good at martial arts and leaped quickly along the mountain road. They were going to inform the people who stayed on the mountain.

In the six major sects and eighteen gangs, almost everyone carries some healing medicines and detoxifying pills, because these are essential preparations for traveling in the world, so the people above only need to notify them and let them be vigilant.

Seeing the Ming Cult people mobilizing a large number of people to distribute detoxification pills, those people couldn't help but show a look of contempt and amusement on their faces.

Fortunately, they have been subdued by the leader of the Ming Cult these days and have become much more obedient, otherwise, they would definitely have laughed at us right now.

The Five Wanderers, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, and the Four Sect Leaders of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, looked at the detoxification pills distributed to them with confusion on their faces.

They also had antidote pills on them, so why did the leader ask people to distribute new antidote pills? !

Seeing the three Dharma Kings return, the monk Shuo Bu De from the Five Scattered Men could not help but pull the sleeve of the White-browed Eagle King and asked in confusion: "Eagle King, what does the leader mean by this?"

The White-browed Eagle King looked around at the group and smiled meaningfully. Without further explanation, he said, "This is a new detoxification pill that Hu Qingniu, the medical immortal of Butterfly Valley, has recently developed. It has extraordinary efficacy and is far superior to the detoxification pills we usually take."

Several people looked at the smile of the White-browed Eagle King and felt that it was a bit strange. They were about to continue asking questions when the Green-winged Bat King beside them said impatiently, "Don't ask any more questions. Just follow the arrangements of the leader and you won't go wrong!"

Noticing the curious looks from the various martial arts sects in the Central Plains, they had no choice but to swallow their doubts and, at the signal of the three Dharma Kings, put the detoxification pills in their hands into their sleeves.

The White-browed Eagle King walked behind Xu Xingchen, moved his lips slightly, and asked in a secret voice transmission method: "Master, what about the six major sects?"

Xu Xingchen also responded by transmitting the sound into secret: "Don't worry, if we don't let them experience the power of the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, they won't believe us."

Hearing this, the White-browed Eagle King nodded with deep understanding.

He had personally experienced the power of the Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder. The state of having muscles and bones all limp and being unable to gather true energy was simply terrible.

If possible, he would never want to experience it a second time!

Nowadays, although the people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs have reluctantly joined forces to fight the enemy under the threat of force from their leader, the trust between them is as thin as paper and cannot withstand any test.

If the detoxifying pills of Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder were really given to the six major sects and eighteen gangs, except for the six Wudang heroes who knew the inside story, others would only be wary and suspicious, and some would even discard them on the spot.

In everything, first abolish and then establish.

The trust between the two parties is also the same. Only by rescuing one party when it falls to the bottom can the trust of the other party be gained.

That's why Xu Xingchen said, "No rush!"

When everything was arranged, ten wooden trestle towers were also built on the Yuan army's side.

Ten soldiers holding torches went to the upwind side of the wooden frame and set it on fire.

There were obviously other combustible materials inside the wooden frame, and it burned very quickly. Within a few breaths, a raging fire broke out, and a large amount of billowing black smoke came out.

As the strong wind blew over the Gobi Desert, the billowing black smoke was like black dragons, winding and flying into the mountain path, and rushing towards all the people standing on the top of the stone wall and behind the stone wall at an extremely fast speed.

When they saw the Yuan army setting the wooden platform on fire, all the members of the Ming Cult, the six major sects, and the eighteen gangs had already put the detoxification pills in their mouths.

However, accompanied by billowing black smoke, it swept over the checkpoint wall and across the square behind.

All those who were standing fell down one after another like wheat waves blown by the wind.
Without exception!

(End of this chapter)