Emei faction!
Master Miejue!
This kind of vocabulary is full of quackery;
And the amazing martial arts skills it displayed...
Let Ye Guhong gradually see the world he lives in clearly——
Although it was hard to believe it, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.
Only in this legendary world of martial arts can such amazing light skills and swordsmanship exist.
"Master! Master, you are so amazing!"
Three girls in their teens had been standing at a distance. When they saw Master Mie Jue sheathing his sword, they ran over happily.
The three girls were wearing long clothes with elegant colors and carrying long swords at their waists. Their steps were light and they obviously had some skills.
Mie Jue ignored the flattery of his disciples, looked at Ye Guhong and said, "Child, come here."
Ye Guhong couldn't help but tremble when he was touched by her indifferent gaze.
This guy doesn't seem like an easy character to get along with.
He did not dare to neglect, kicked deeply and lightly, ran to Mie Jue, and respectfully saluted with clasped fists: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life. It's a great kindness. I will keep it in my heart."
After saying that, he looked up at the other party and was slightly startled.
This Miejue master, who kills people like mowing grass, is still very young at this time, in her thirties at most. She has almond eyes, peach cheeks, a beautiful nose and a cherry mouth. She is actually an extremely outstanding beauty!
The only flaw is that her eyebrows are extremely long and drooping, making her originally beautiful face appear strange and cold.
Master Miejue's eyes briefly lingered on the dagger held upside down by Ye Guhong, and then he looked at the bearded man he killed.
When he looked at Ye Guhong again, there was an imperceptible appreciation in his eyes.
"Did you kill that guy?" Master Miejue's face was very scary, but his voice was unexpectedly clear and sweet, like the sound of an oriole.
"Ah?" "No way?" "Yeah, how old is he?" The three female disciples chirped, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked up and down at Ye Guhong.
Master Mie Jue's eyes turned cold and he glanced at the faces of the three disciples: "Humph, if you can't do it, others can't do it. My teacher guessed that the child must have been sitting on the ground at that time, hiding the dagger. Behind him, the boy saw that he was young and could not help but be careless. He reached out and grabbed his chest and lifted him up. The boy took advantage of his sight being blocked and suddenly drew a sword and stabbed him in the throat. With one move, the boy was in severe pain and raised his arms to throw him away. Get out."
Ye Guhong was secretly surprised. Master Miejue was indeed extraordinary. He could describe the situation so clearly just by relying on the size, position, and wounds of him and the bearded man, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
At that moment, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Master, if you can predict things beforehand, are you actually a god? Yes, you are so beautiful and gentle, you must be a Bodhisattva who descended to earth."
As the saying goes, one can move forward and retreat freely with pearls in his mouth. Ye Guhong was worried that the other party had a bad temper, so he simply used the body of the young lady to please him. He put his two little hands together, worshiped like a candle, and said: "Ami Tofu" , Ami Tofu, Bodhisattva is on top, I will bow to you."
Otherwise, soul piercing has the benefits of soul piercing! If he were wearing this, a big man with height and strength, and teased someone like this to get rid of his temper, he might think he was teasing her and slap him to death.
But at this moment, with the innocent face of seven-year-old Xiao Zhengtai, the cliffs are as high as the cliff, and I can't help but feel happy about it.
A rare smile appeared on his face, but he reprimanded: "Hey! Children, don't talk nonsense. The poor nun is just an ordinary monk. He is not a god or bodhisattva. You are not allowed to talk like this in the future, as it will make the bodhisattva unhappy."
After saying that, he closed his hands and eyes, and said silently: "Amitabha, the child is young and talks without thinking. Bodhisattva, don't take offense."
Several female disciples looked at each other in confusion: Although this master is known as a disciple of Buddhism, in their minds, he is more like King Kong who subjugates demons. He shouts and kills at every turn. The words "Amitabha" are hard to hear from her all year round. Unexpectedly, today I prayed to the Bodhisattva for mercy for this little child I met by chance.
Little did the female disciples know that no matter how ruthless Mie Jue was, she was still a woman. How could she not like to hear people praise her beauty and abilities?
It's just that she has an eccentric nature. If most people praise her, they will definitely suspect that they have ulterior motives. Only such innocent words from a child can really take root in her heart.
It is not that there are no young disciples in her Emei sect, but Mie Jue is so majestic that ordinary children would not dare to say a word loudly in front of her, let alone praise her beauty and gentleness.
Ye Guhong used his childish body to fight against the Mongolian man. His decisiveness in killing and refusing to surrender, and his temperament that matched the determination of destruction, were already highly praised in his heart. Now he was praised "sincerely" by him. Unknowingly, , already very fond of this child.
Then he said to his three disciples: "My teacher often tells you that in learning martial arts, the most important thing is talent. But this so-called talent is not just understanding, but also the mind. It seems like this child, in the moment of life and death, killed in one fell swoop. How decisive and brave was the Mongolian warrior who was more than ten times more powerful than him? Such a character is truly hard to find! Although you don’t have his character, you must remember what happened today when you walk in the world in the future. As the saying goes, a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. If this Mongolian had not underestimated him, even ten children would have eaten him and killed him. How could he have lost his life?"
She spoke very quickly. She first affirmed Ye Guhong's "mind" and then immediately taught her disciples not to be careless in battle. During this period, there was a sudden turn, and she could say whatever she thought of.
It seems that Ye Guhong came from a later generation, which was a knowledge soaked in the ocean of information, and could roughly keep up with the rhythm of annihilation. These three female disciples obviously had a little understanding.
But the three of them obviously respected and even feared this master. They nodded hurriedly when she opened her mouth to teach. Although there was confusion in their eyes, they did not dare to ask questions.
Ye Guhong is a clear observer and can see the key at a glance:
Although Master Mie Jue's own martial arts is extremely high, he is afraid that he will not be able to teach his disciples. No wonder in his memory, although Emei in this era was a dignified and upright leader, except for Mie Jue himself, there was no other person who could suppress one party. Master!
In comparison, there are many great sects in the righteous way, such as Wudang and Shaolin masters, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong are also considered to be talented people. It becomes increasingly clear that the Emei sect is declining in talent.
Master Miejue's emphasis on the importance of talent is probably related to her own low teaching quality.
After all, if I don’t understand it myself, I can only count on my disciples to figure it out on their own.
After Mie Jue finished teaching his disciples, he looked at Ye Guhong again: "You are so young, and you are decisive and ruthless. It is really rare. But even if you kill this person, the remaining Mongolians will not let you go. Poor nun." If you were not here today, your fate would be extremely miserable."
Ye Guhong sighed, thinking of his helpless situation just now, of Sister-in-law Song who had to protect him even before death, and then of himself coming to this other world alone... He felt so sad for a moment that he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
"Master, these evil people killed my parents and brothers. This is a sworn hatred. Even though I am young, I still want to make the evil people pay blood for blood. He cut me into pieces with a thousand knives. I have not let down my parents." The grace of procreation.”
Mie Jue's eyes lit up when he heard what he said, and he felt more and more worried about himself.
He nodded and praised: "Good boy! It's rare that you know this truth at such a young age. Even many adults are not as good as you. Otherwise, how could I, a proud Chinese with a population of tens of millions, be a foreign horse and cow?"
Only then did she realize that the people shot to death on the ground were actually relatives of Ye Guhong.
Seeing his face bursting with tears, she couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for him. She immediately turned her anger on others and looked fiercely at the one she had left alive: "Dog Tartars, why did these people provoke you and kill them all like this?"
The Mongolian's hands were bleeding until now, and his face was as golden as paper, but his expression showed no fear. He bared his yellow teeth and smiled, and said with a crooked mouth: "You are a nun, so naturally you are of the same mind as him. Humph, he is the Ye family. He is a well-known rich man in Nanchang Prefecture. He is a humble southerner, but to be able to enjoy wealth and honor is a great favor to us in the Yuan Dynasty! How shameful that the head of the Ye family did not want to repay the kindness of the court, but secretly used his money and grain to help the rebels in Zhangzhou Prefecture. , so we were ordered to kill his whole family, including his family’s farmers and servants. Now we’re done, only this small source of trouble is left..."
When the man said this, he suddenly jumped up and kicked Ye Guhong in the heart.
Ye Guhong didn't expect him to suddenly attack, and just as he was about to dodge, Mie Jue's figure moved, and he struck the Mongolian Tatar in the chest.
She didn't see how strong she was with this palm, but Tatar felt like being struck by thunder. His body trembled and he flew more than three feet away. When he landed, he made no sound, and he was actually hit to death.
Mie Jue slowly closed his palm and sneered: "You dare to do evil in front of a poor nun, a dog Tatar has no eyesight."
After saying that, he showed a rare kindness, looked at Ye Guhong and sighed: "In this way, your family can be regarded as loyal ministers and righteous people. I just regret that the poor nun came late... My child, what is your name?"
Ye Guhong didn't know what to call this body. Anyway, the surname was Ye, so he simply reported his previous name: "Tell me, my wife, this boy's name is Ye Guhong."
Hearing this, Mie Jue's body trembled violently, and his almond-shaped eyes couldn't help but open wide, and he said in shock: "Gu Hong? Your name is Gu Hong? Could it be that... the lonely and helpless Gu, the Hong flying around?"
Ye Guhong didn't expect her reaction to be so strong. He suddenly remembered that Mie Jue hated the Demon Sect deeply. The reason seemed to be that she had a senior brother who was humiliated by the Demon Sect's light messenger and died in anger after being seriously injured——
That senior brother seems to be called Gu Hong!
I was secretly happy: Ah! Isn't this a coincidence?
On the surface, he shook his head repeatedly: "Master Tai, this little boy is a lonely man, but he is a proud and proud man, a great man with great ambitions!"
"Gu Biao proud of the world? Honghu Zhiyuan?" The nun subconsciously muttered, and then realized, didn't he still say these two words?
It's just that the meaning is much better than what she said about being lonely and helpless.
At that moment, I couldn't help but roll my eyes: "Hey, at such a young age, you are so particular, how can you show off your allusions?"
Although her words were mocking, her tone was extremely affectionate.
The three female disciples stood aside, their eyes wide open in surprise. You and I looked at you, and we couldn't understand why our master, who had always been so unique and arrogant, was so attracted to this little boy. Could it be that he liked his great talent? What?
Then they heard their master say again: "Well, the world is like a ghost now. How can you live alone at such a young age? The poor nun sees that you have a connection with our sect and intends to accept you as a disciple. Gu, Ye Guhong , are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
When he said the last sentence, his voice trembled slightly and his eye circles were slightly red, as if he was afraid of Ye Guhong's rejection.
