The Yuan Dynasty was corrupt, the Mongolian nobles seized land, imposed excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and the country became increasingly weak. Coupled with years of famine, the poor farmers were desperate.
When the bottom was hit, they rebelled, and righteous men from all over the country, including Han Shantong, Liu Futong, Xu Shouhui, Peng Yingyu (Monk Peng), etc., all wore red scarves on their heads and rose up.
Three thousand tigers will reach the land of Youyan; dragons will fly ninety-five and reopen the sky of Song Dynasty.
This is the slogan of the Red Turban Army.
As time went by, although many of these rebels were suppressed by Yuan soldiers, with the leaders, forces from all over the country followed suit.
Some people cannot survive and have no choice but to do so, and more anti-Yuan forces still covet that supreme position.
The emperor takes turns to sit and come to my house today!
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Emei, Golden Summit, training ground.
"Hmph, ha, hum~" The female disciples were practicing vigorously one by one, and they moaned one after another.
On a certain roof, the melon seed shells piled in front of the little yellow cat were now taller than his entire body.
In the whole Emei Mountain, he is the most leisurely now.
Even Xiaosheng and Xiaopeng have to run up and down the mountain to deliver messages every day.
I don't know what happened, but some forces in Bashu who responded to the Red Scarf Army did not want to attack the Yuan soldiers and occupy the city, but instead focused on fighting them in Emei.
In this case, extinction will simply live under the mountain. The red scarf army there was stupid, so she took the repaired Heavenly Sword and argued calmly with them.
Because of the profoundness of Buddhism, most of the leaders were convinced. Soon after, those subordinates who had offended Emei were reformed and turned into new people.
A small number of leaders were reluctant at first, but later the entire force was inspired by the extinct Buddhist teachings from top to bottom, and voluntarily went to the Holy Land of the West to study Buddhism.
Since then, the Emei Sect's prestige has grown day by day, and sects from all over the country believe that Jiejie is highly respected and should become the upright leader of Bashu.
After three rejections, Miejie showed guilt and became the leader of the righteous alliance in Bashu, presiding over many affairs in the world.
After that, even if Miejie didn't say anything, the Red Scarf Army everywhere would have their own sects to deal with it.
In fact, some of the Red Scarf Army are actually supported by some sect forces. With their help, the Emei Sect finally relaxed.
Sure enough, in this crazy world, safety and stability depend on who has the biggest fist! The worst case scenario is that all the stalls will be demolished and no one will be able to play.
Only in this way can everyone sit down and have a good talk with her in peace!
A bunch of trash!
With a dull expression on his face, he returned to Mount Emei. He was thinking all the way about how he should casually mention to his disciples how powerful he was at the foot of the mountain, and how he could dominate all the heroes with his sword.
She is not old yet, and she is still the number one person in Emei!
He walked to the Golden Summit with his hands behind his back and watched the disciples all working hard to practice. Jue Laohuai comforted him. It is true that she has been running around under the mountain these days.
In Emei, she is not the only one struggling.
After observing for a moment, Miejie felt that something was wrong. Each of these disciples seemed to be practicing the skills in the Nine Yin Manual?
this......? ? ?
Why are all the current factions so proud of themselves?
One is because he is afraid that his martial arts knowledge will be leaked and someone will find his weakness, which will be a dead end. The other is to ensure the advantage of your own sect. In martial arts battles, you will either die or be injured. Without advantages, how can we ensure the inheritance of the sect?
But now she regards it as a treasure. The Nine Yin Manual, which can only be practiced by Emei's heirs in the future, can be used by everyone. What's going on?
Could it be that there is a mole in Emei?
After thinking about it for a while, Mie Mie found out that currently there are only two people who know Jiuyin Zhenjing martial arts, one is herself and the other is Zhiruo.
But will Zhiruo's soft and honest appearance betray the sect?
impossible!
With this calculation, all impossibilities are eliminated, and the only possibility is the truth.
The truth is that the mole is herself!
Now Mie Mie is a little suspicious that he may have passed on his secret knowledge in his dream.
"Master!" Seeing Juie coming, the disciples greeted him quickly.
These days, Master actually asked Junior Sister Zhiruo to teach them Emei's unique skills, regardless of the family's opinions, and only received a small amount of pocket money. They now respect Extinction from the bottom of their hearts.
Jiejie nodded, with a kind look on her face. Since her skills improved greatly, she no longer feels as much pressure as before. Coupled with winning every battle outside, my mentality becomes more comfortable.
"Zhiruo, come with me!" Jue Jue called to the young apprentice beside him who was enthusiastically treating the injuries of the senior sisters.
How long has it been and you are still studying medical skills?
Buddhist temple.
Miejie said in a deep voice: "Zhiruo, why are your senior sisters practicing the unique skills in the Nine Yin Manual? Where did they learn it from?"
"I taught you this, Master." Zhiruo said calmly.
Jue Jue was stunned: "How can you easily teach her magical skills to others? Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone else?"
"Master, my senior sisters are very good to me.
Senior Sister Ding gave me money, Senior Sister Jingxuan was afraid that I would be scared to be alone at night, so she slept with me, Senior Sister Jingxu asked me to practice calligraphy, and Senior Sister Jinghui taught me medical books. They were not outsiders. "Zhi Ruo blinked his eyes and said weakly.
Miejie took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, you can go down."
Zhiruo looked at Mie Mie and found that her face seemed a little pale and her body seemed to be trembling. He quickly asked with concern: "Master, are you a little cold? Let me get you some clothes to wear. You are shivering." Got it!"
Extinction: ...
Is it possible that you made me angry?
After a moment of silence, Miejie uttered a few words coldly: "I'm sleepy, you go down."
"Yes, Master!"
After the young apprentice left, Miejie quickly picked up the wooden fish in the Zen room, banged it hard, and began to recite the Qingxin mantra.
"Dangdangdangdang~"
"What?"
It wasn't until midnight that Mie Mie slowly opened his eyes, his eyes calm as water again. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can only do it right.
If the Emei Sect wants to expand again, the strength of its disciples must not be weak.
For example, in Shaolin Wudang, it is not just the elders who are at the top of the world. Even some disciples already have the strength of some of the leaders of the martial arts sects.
Why? Because they have so many unique skills, they can even practice several of them.
Even if a few secrets are leaked. Those who have acquired the secret knowledge practice it secretly and do not dare to reveal it.
With the addition of the Nine Yin Manual, the Emei Sect actually has the foundation of a major martial arts sect. If you add yourself and your apprentice together, you will have two top masters.
Does that mean Emei is also comparable to Shaolin and Wudang? How can such a big sect be stingy?
Extinction tried to comfort himself.
The biggest reason was, of course, that she felt that her little apprentice was no longer inferior to her. If she tried to teach her a lesson but failed and was beaten, wouldn't it be a loss of face?
Forget it, never mind, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, as long as she enjoys them regardless.
Yan Mie lay back on the bed and fell asleep peacefully, thinking about changing the names of those unique skills. As long as it is said that these unique skills were passed down by Master Guo Xiang, it will not cause public confusion.
In this arena, although most people don't follow the rules. But there are some things, some people, and some rules that you must abide by.
This is also what people at the top of the world need.
Because they will all grow old.
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Emei Golden Summit.
"Ha, bang, bang~" The sound of fists and palms clashing, and swords clashing could be heard endlessly.
Zhiruo was happily jumping around with a medicine box on his back, treating the injuries of the senior sisters.
As everyone improves their martial arts skills, they are often easily injured during competitions. Senior Sister Jinghui was watching from the front mountain, so she just moved to the practice ground after a while to provide everyone with professional and effective medical services in a timely manner.
Of course, you have to collect money.
After bandaging a senior sister again, Zhiruo squinted his eyes like a crescent moon: "Senior Sister Ding, for an ordinary sword wound, I gave you the best medicine without leaving any scars. Your sincerity is five hundred coins."
Ding Minjun was helpless, took out his wallet from his waist and paid five coins.
After putting away the money, Zhiruo quickly ran to the other side. The senior sister's arm was accidentally dislocated.
"Setting bones, setting bones, Chenghui one or two!"
"Junior sister, I'm jealous of your small business."
"Oh, senior sister, I use the best medicine for you. I don't make any money at all. I just want to practice my medical skills."
"Haha, if I hadn't passed by your bedroom that day and saw you counting money, I would have believed you!"
"Hehe~"
The little yellow cat on the shoulder of the shit shovel fell into deep thought for a while. This girl seemed to be playing a big game of chess.
"Meow!"
So dark!
After helping the senior sisters take care of their injuries, Zhiruo's waist also bulged a lot, and then left quietly. The corners of her mouth raised from time to time showed that she was in a good mood now.
Back in the bedroom, Zhiruo immediately took out his wallet and counted the money happily.
"Look, Lele, we are rich again! When we get a chance to go down the mountain, I will give you a candied haws, a chicken leg, a bowl of soup for you, and a ginseng for me!"
Little yellow cat:......
Seeing that the shit shovel was obsessed with making money, Miao Le was angry and refused to fight.
"Meow!"
"Why don't you practice hard at such a young age and still think about making money? What's the use of making money? Can you protect your relatives and friends when they are in danger?
Can you face the enemy when it threatens your life? "
“You have to know that when you are in darkness and long for light, stagnation and complaining will not do anything!
What you need to do is use all your strength to break free from that dark prison. The more steps you take, the more chances you will see the light.
Girl, you are so young, what reason do you have for not working hard! "
The girl who was counting the money with a smile paused, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "But Lele, look, my sisters teach martial arts, they are happy.
Master also saves trouble, she is happy, and I don’t have to be the leader, I can still make money, and I am happy too! "
When the little yellow cat heard this, he was about to retort.
The girl suddenly said: "By the way, Lele, the New Year is coming soon. Do you have money to celebrate the New Year?"
Miao Le:......
You have been taunted and you must attack the enemy in front of you!
"Little Junior Sister, Little Junior Sister, the Six Heroes of Wudang, Yin Liting and Yin are here to pay homage to the mountain! Master asked you and Senior Sister Ding to receive them!" Bei Jinyi came over and shouted.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo quickly put the silver and copper coins he received today into the treasure box.
"Lele, my money is all your money. You have to keep an eye on me and I will buy you delicious food when I go down the mountain!"
With that said, the girl hurriedly packed her clothes and went out.
Zhang Zhenren saved her life from Yuan Bing and brought her back to Wudang to live for a while. Finally, he sent someone all the way to Emei, the most suitable place for girls.
So she is very grateful to the masters of Wudang Sect.
After the shit shovel officer left, the little yellow cat stared at the silver in the box thoughtfully.
Beast or beast, this is really a dilemma!
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Golden dome, lobby, at the feet of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.
The gentle and elegant Wudang Yin Liuxia bowed to Miejie and said, "Master Miejie, Wudang Yin Liting would like to say hello to you on behalf of the master, and wish the master peace, happiness and success in everything."
Miejie nodded and said, "Okay, is Master Zhang still in good health?"
"My master is currently in retreat, preparing to create a unique boxing technique that combines yin and yang. The day before yesterday, he scolded me for being too weak-tempered and in good health." Yin Liting said with a smile.
Hearing this, the Emei disciples who were watching almost laughed out loud. Everyone has a good impression of Yin Liuxia, after all, he almost became Emei's son-in-law.
Moreover, when traveling abroad, several of them were cared for by Wudang disciples.
After continuing to chat for a while and drinking two rounds of tea, Yin Liting said in a deep voice: "Master, there are two main reasons for coming to Emei this time.
First, for some unknown reason, the Mingjiao disciples and their Red Scarf Army have been provoking my Wudang disciples for no reason in recent years, and have also obstructed the business of my apprentice disciples, and several of them have even been killed.
My senior brother heard that the Emei Sect was also unbearable, so he thought that our two sects could discuss a charter. It would be best to jointly send disciples with handwritten letters from the leaders of the two sects to ask for an explanation from the Ming Cult. "
"The second thing..." Yin Liting paused and glanced around the disciples. He was a little disappointed not to see the one he loved, but he still continued with a blushing face.
"Master Tai, Senior Brother asked me to ask you whether Junior Sister Xiaofu and my disciple are over thirty years old. Should we find a good and auspicious day to get married?
Master Tai can rest assured that if Junior Sister Xiaofu marries to Wudang, the disciples will treat her sincerely and there will never be any bullying. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Jue Xiaoyin's face suddenly turned cold. He hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and finally said in a deep voice: "Xiao Fu, she...is dead!"
"Ah!" Yin Liting's face turned pale, his mind was shaken for a moment, and he couldn't even stand still.
Ding Minjun quickly stepped forward to support him.
At this moment, Yin Liting suddenly understood why he had never received a reply to the letters and gifts he had sent to Emei over the years.
At first, I thought it was the girl Xiaofu who was shy, but she didn't expect that it turned out to be a world apart.
For a while, Yin Liting was still in a state of confusion. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he shouted: "Sister Xiaofu, Xiaofu!" After saying that, his head shook and he fainted.
Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yin Liting, the sixth child, has the weakest temperament and speaks softly, so back then Zhang Zhenren fell in love with the strong-willed Ji Xiaofu and asked for his hand in marriage.
Who knew it would be self-defeating.
Miejie hurriedly stepped forward to help Yin Liuxia channel the true energy. Emei Nine Yang Gong and Wudang Nine Yang Gong originally belong to the same source, so there is no too fierce conflict.
After a while, Yin Liting's breath gradually stabilized and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Emei's ability to gain a foothold in Bashu was inseparable from the support of Zhenren Zhang. Therefore, even if various martial arts sects took advantage of Zhang Zhenren's birthday to collectively inquire about the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife, Emei did not add insult to injury.
The words "repay kindness with hatred" would never be something she would do.
"Jingxuan, go and take care of Yin Liuxia. When he wakes up, you can explain Xiaofu's matter to him. He is a temperamental person, so you should tell the truth." Miejie ordered to Jingxuan.
"yes!"
Zhiruo stood on tiptoe and looked carefully at the miserable-looking man, alarm bells blaring in his heart.
Lele was indeed right.
On the first page of the sword manual, lovelessness is God!
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