Chapter 209: Siege of Bright Summit

Xin Zhen smiled and said, "I'm going on a long trip. Are you going to wait for me at home, or do you want to go together?"

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned. In recent years, Xin Zhen had been staying in the clinic peacefully and had not gone anywhere. Why was he suddenly going on a long journey?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Zhou Zhiruo quickly asked, "Brother Xin, is there something important?"

Xin Zhen whispered, "The six major sects have formed an alliance and are rushing to Guangmingding to wipe out the Ming Cult in one fell swoop. I need to go and help the Ming Cult."

Zhou Zhiruo was surprised and asked, "Why are the six major sects besieging the Ming Cult? The Ming Cult is now rising up everywhere to attack the Tartars. It is the first pioneer in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty. The Ming Cult brothers who come to us for treatment are basically those who were injured in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty. If the six major sects attack the Ming Cult at this time, won't it be a pity for the relatives and a joy for the enemies?"

Xin Zhen nodded and smiled, "Yes, didn't I tell you before that the six major sects all talk nicely, but in reality, we have to look at their actions. Now they are not going to fight against the Yuan Dynasty, but are targeting the Ming Cult to fight. So, what do you think, is it important to be a famous and upright sect?"

Zhou Zhiruo sighed and said, "I have also seen it clearly over the years..."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head and said, "...Brother Xin, I'll go with you."

Xin Zhen nodded and said, "Going to fight against the six major sects, which are full of masters, I'm afraid there will be considerable risks. In addition, the people from the six major sects have known that we opened a clinic here in recent years. After this, our clinic may not be able to continue operating. Do you still want me to go?"

Zhou Zhiruo hesitated when she heard this, then shook her head and said, "The cause of resisting the Yuan Dynasty is the most important thing. The clinic..."

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes turned red, and she said, "...I'll open it later."

Xin Zhen touched Zhou Zhiruo's hair and nodded, saying, "Well, the Bright Summit of the Ming Cult is the place of faith for the followers. Now is the critical period for resisting the Yuan Dynasty. Nothing can happen to the Bright Summit. You pack up and we will set off tomorrow."

Zhou Zhiruo immediately went to pack her bags, not only having to take the clothes she was carrying with her, but also the various medicines, antidotes, and... poisons they had developed.

Be prepared.

Xin Zhen called his disciples together, explained the seriousness of the situation to them, and then instructed: "Zhiruo and I are going to the Western Regions, and we may soon become enemies with the six major sects. If you hear any rumors, leave the clinic immediately and return home. Do not resist stubbornly here."

One disciple worriedly asked, "What if the disciples from the six major sects burn down our clinic?"

Xin Zhen smiled and said: "If it burns down, we can rebuild it later. It doesn't matter. As long as you are here, Jimin Medical Clinic can continue to be passed down.

Oh, you can also open a clinic when you return to your hometown, expand your branches and have students all over the world. This is also my original intention.

You should go back to your hometown and open a clinic, accept many apprentices, and pass on this medical skill to others. Don’t keep it to yourself.

You must know that every time a piece of medical skill is passed on, there will be one less person who shouldn’t have died. Doctors are like parents to their children. You must remember this.”

Xin Zhen's instructions made the disciples' eyes red. It was like instructions for his final affairs. How could they not be sad?

Xin Zhen was also helpless. He did not think too much about it when he taught Zhang Wuji Zixia Gong. It was only over the years that he slowly came to appreciate it.

Without the fortuitous encounter, Zhang Wuji would not be able to save the people of the Ming Cult. If the top leaders of the Ming Cult were destroyed, it would inevitably affect the anti-Yuan cause.

Now is the most important time to fight against Yuan Dynasty, but it cannot withstand twists and turns. After thinking about it, Xin Zhen could only smile bitterly. At this point, he was the only one who could save the top leaders of Mingjiao from the dire situation.

Grass.

Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo set out quietly the next day.

This time they were not going for fun, but to rescue people, so they could not take their time anymore. Xin Zhen even did not take a boat, but directly bought a horse to travel. Although he was not traveling day and night, he was still rushing.

Guangmingding is on the Kunlun Mountains. Starting from Hubei, the road through Sichuan is not easy to travel, so Xin Zhen and his companions went through Shaanxi, Gansu, and Qinghai, and then entered the snowy area.

As the altitude gradually increased, Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo felt a little short of breath at first, presumably due to lack of oxygen. However, they had strong internal strength after all, so they quickly adapted.

Xin Zhen suddenly remembered that people in later generations discussed the six major sects' attack on Guangmingding, saying that the high altitude and climate caused a large number of casualties among the six major sects' disciples. He couldn't help laughing. Although internal strength is not something that can survive in space, the high altitude and thin oxygen are enough to cope with it as long as the internal strength is practiced a little.

After entering the snowy area, the vastness of the world made Xin Zhen feel like a young man again. He smiled and said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, let me see how your Qinggong training has improved over the years."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Brother Xin who was in high spirits and was also happy. She said with a smile, "Brother Xin, come and catch me."

After she finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo leaped sixty or seventy feet high, and then flew away like a phantom. Xin Zhen smiled, took a light step, and then seemed to turn into a streak of green smoke, quickly chasing after Zhou Zhiruo.

It's certainly not that Xin Zhen can't catch up with Zhou Zhiruo. His progress in recent years has been much faster than Zhou Zhiruo's. Although he seems to be a loser, his Chunyang Wuji Gong is far more powerful than Zixia's divine art. In addition, the accumulation of his internal strength over the past seven or eight years has made his internal strength among the best in the world.

The Chunyang Wuji Gong accumulates internal energy quickly, and the internal energy is extremely pure. Relying on it to perform Qinggong can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Although Zhou Zhiruo's internal strength has also reached the top level in the martial arts world, it is still far inferior to Xin Zhen's. The Zixia magic skill is also not as good as the Chunyang Wuji skill. Therefore, although both of them are practicing the Golden Goose Skill, their speed is still much different.

Xin Zhen didn't really want to compete, he just wanted to use a novel way to travel, otherwise it would be boring. They had traveled thousands of miles, so they had to find something interesting to do.

The scene of them rushing on the road as if playing was seen by one person.

This man had sharp cheeks and a pointed mouth, his face was gray and bloodless, and he was wearing a white robe with green stripes, which looked very strange.

He stood on a high place and watched Zhou Zhiruo and Xin Zhen running across the Gobi Desert. He was impressed by their speed and said, "It seems that the so-called six major sects have produced some outstanding young people in recent years. I just don't know which sect these two are from. How dare these two young disciples come here by themselves? Hehe, let me catch them!"

He turned into a streak of green smoke and rushed straight towards Zhou Zhiruo from a high place.

As soon as he ran down, Xin Zhen discovered him.

Xin Zhen estimated the man's speed and the color of his clothes, and a smile appeared on his face.

Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.

Zhou Zhiruo also noticed Wei Yixiao rushing towards her, so she stopped, drew out her sword and became alert.

(End of this chapter)