Chapter 478

A top sect of the Great Ming, yet it was infiltrated by a Cheng Kun.

Not only did he successfully become a disciple of the divine monk Kong Jian, but he also gathered a party in the Shaolin Sect, intending to do evil.

For a place of Buddhist purity, this is undoubtedly a great humiliation.

"Amitabha."

"Back then, Senior Brother Kong Jian was beaten to death by that Xie Xun with the Seven Injuries Fist."

"Although Xie Xun made the move, it was actually guided by Cheng Kun behind the scenes; he is the culprit."

"Coupled with the fact that many of our Shaolin disciples disappeared at Liu Zhengfeng's mansion in Hengshan, it is also closely related to this Cheng Kun."

"No matter what, the Shaolin Sect can no longer stay out of it."

Abbot Fang Zheng said steadily.

"To settle the outside, one must first settle the inside. The urgent matter is to first clean up Cheng Kun's party in the Shaolin Sect."

Another high monk spoke.

It was the most stable divine monk Kong Wen of the Kong generation.

Abbot Da Bei listened to the opinions of the monks and finally made the decision:

"Kong Wen, the investigation and handling of Cheng Kun's party in the Shaolin Sect will be left to you."

"Kong Zhi, Kong Xing, you two are responsible for contacting major sects to investigate the whereabouts of Zhao Min and Cheng Kun's group."

"Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, you two have the highest understanding; in the next issue of Snowy Blades storytelling, discussing the two sects of Buddhism and Daoism, you two will represent the Great Ming Shaolin Sect to go and listen; perhaps there will be gains."

The few high monks who were named stood up one after another and bowed in response.

After the meeting.

Abbot Da Bei went alone towards the forbidden area at the back of the mountain.

"Shaolin Abbot Da Bei, requests to see the three uncles."

Abbot Da Bei stood in front of a square formation and said calmly.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The three stone platforms surrounding the square formation turned their directions, revealing three ragged old monks.

They were the Three Du Divine Monks of the Shaolin Sect.

Abbot Da Bei told them the content of the casual talk one by one.

Du E, Du Nan, and Du Du Du Jie all fell silent after listening.

After a long while, Du E said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that Yang Dingtian had already died more than twenty years ago."

He felt a bit desolate in his heart.

He had been trapped in this forbidden area studying the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle just to deal with Yang Dingtian.

Now that he suddenly learned that Yang Dingtian had been dead for more than twenty years, it made him feel lost instead.

"Three uncles, disciple has one more request."

"This is the moment of life and death for the Great Ming Jianghu."

"Disciple implores the three uncles to take action to eradicate the Mongol Yuan Empire villains like Pang Ban and Zhao Min for the Great Ming Jianghu."

Abbot Da Bei said very sincerely.

Du Du Du Jie shook his head and said: "All three of us are about to die; how can we travel far? Unless you bring that Pang Ban here."

Abbot Da Bei knew that these three uncles had strange tempers, so he did not try to persuade them anymore and left directly.

Also in the Great Ming Jianghu.

Demon Master Palace, inside the main hall.

The banquets on both sides were arranged, and countless maids entered in turn with trays, filling the tables with delicacies.

In the first seat on the left, a handsome beauty dressed as a man was sitting quietly.

It was Zhao Min who had come to the Great Ming Jianghu from the Mongol Yuan Empire.

No one would have expected that Zhao Min was in the Demon Master Palace.

After a while, a burly figure walked out from behind the screen on the high platform.

This person was wearing a black cloak, with long, narrow eyes, giving people a feeling of being ruthless, and also a kind of domineering spirit that looked down on the world.

Zhao Min saw this person and immediately stood up to salute: "Minmin Temur, daughter of the Prince of Ruyang, pays respects to the Demon Master."

Although she had the status of a noble, she did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Pang Ban.

This is not only because of Pang Ban's master, the Demon Sect's Meng Chixing, but also because of the special temperament on Pang Ban.

Extremely evil, like the incarnation of a demon, unpredictable in joy and anger.

Zhao Min had long heard that Pang Ban suppressed the Great Ming Jianghu for sixty years with his own strength back then.

Seeing him in person at this moment, she truly felt the terrifying pressure of this most terrifying demon in the Great Ming.

"Princess, no need for formalities."

Pang Ban did not stand on ceremony with Zhao Min and sat directly in the main seat.

Zhao Min stood up straight, her face already restored to calm, and said calmly:

"This time I came to the Central Plains to act, intending to act alone."

"But it was exposed by that Mr. Su of Snowy Blades, so I had to change the plan."

"To be safe, I need to transfer those Great Ming Jianghu experts to the Demon Master Palace; I hope the Demon Master will not blame me."

Pang Ban saw Zhao Min's demeanor and could not help nodding in appreciation, saying slowly:

"I have already heard about the Princess's affairs."

"The disciples of various sects at Liu Zhengfeng's mansion in Hengshan, although there are no top experts, there are a full thousand people."

"The Princess being able to capture them all without anyone knowing is already an astonishing means."

"Leave the rest to the Demon Master Palace."

After Zhao Min took her seat.

The Little Demon Master Fang Yuyu on the opposite side said angrily:

"This Mr. Su of Snowy Blades is truly hateful; we have also suffered heavy losses because of his exposure."

"Senior Brother is in the capital's Embroidered Uniform Guard; I'm afraid he has already met with misfortune."

Zhao Min naturally knew who he was talking about, and she also felt sorry in her heart.

An undercover agent who became the Commander of the Great Ming Embroidered Uniform Guard had immeasurable value to them.

With Pang Ban's thirty-year layout, if not for Su Chen's exposure, it would be extremely difficult for the imperial court to discover this undercover agent.

"Things have already happened, thinking more is useless."

"For the current plan, we can only plan from a long-term perspective."

Zhao Min pondered and said.

In the main seat, Pang Ban's gaze was cold, "Plan from a long-term perspective? My disciple is not someone they can kill just because they say so."

Zhao Min was shocked: "What is the Demon Master going to do? You must not go to the dangerous place of the capital."

"For me, Pang Ban, there is no place in the world I cannot go."

"Tonight at the hour of the Rat, the thirty-year deadline has arrived."

"I, Pang Ban, will descend upon the Jianghu again."

Pang Ban said coldly, and directly drank the fine wine in his cup.

Zhao Min frowned, knowing that persuasion was useless, so she let Pang Ban go.

If Pang Ban could use force to stir up the water of the Great Ming Jianghu, it would also be a good thing for her.

"Tonight at the hour of the Rat?"

"Let me see just how powerful the so-called cultivator is."

Zhao Min also drank a cup, her eyes full of expectation.

Time flew by.

Soon, the hour of the Rat arrived.

For the first time in thirty years, Pang Ban stepped out of the Demon Master Palace!

The moonlight hid behind the dark clouds, and the earth was pitch black.

But for Pang Ban, it had no effect; whatever his gaze reached, it was clearly visible.