Mount Emei is a beautiful place in the world.
When Miejie led a group of high-spirited disciples and slowly entered the realm of Emei, he noticed something was wrong.
In the past, when the villagers at the foot of the mountain saw the Emei disciples, they were all grateful and awed, but now there is only fear in their eyes.
Jiejie frowned and didn't ask any more questions, but gradually accelerated his pace.
Nothing will happen to Emei?
At the foot of the mountain, vegetation is lush.
"Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi~" A golden monkey as tall as a person jumped around in the mountains with a group of small monkeys, accompanying the people in Emei.
After a while, the golden monkeys came over to give snacks such as nuts.
Yan Mie thought for a while and then slowed down. Since the Little Saints were all there, nothing should have happened to Emei.
"Zhizhi~" Little Sheng, who was already taller than Zhiruo, walked up to the girl and stretched out his hand. There was a huge wild ginseng on his hand.
Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it and smiled sweetly: "Little Sage is so good!"
Didn't get it.
Xiao Sheng glanced at her with disdain, "Did I give it to you?" Stupid humans!
The girl clenched her fists, ready to take the time to loosen her bones!
The little yellow cat jumped out of the girl's broad arms, and the little saint handed the ginseng to the king to hold and chew. This ginseng is as big as two little yellow cats, and it obviously took a lot of thought on her part.
"Meow!"
Well done!
Only then did the little saint squeak happily, his dark eyes so bright that they glowed.
"Bah chi, bah chi~"
Along the way, the little yellow cat happily held the ginseng and gnawed it, its blue eyes narrowed with joy.
It's okay to raise small animals, and there are rewards, which is good.
Zhiruo walked for a while, his steps steady, he turned around, looked at Xiao Sheng who had been following closely behind him, and said in a cold voice: "You go ahead!"
The little saint lowered his head and looked into those eyes that seemed to be filled with coldness. He was startled, and then he remembered that he seemed to be unable to defeat him.
When he looked at the heartless king in the girl's arms, he knew that he couldn't count on him at all.
Farewell!
The little saint was very smart and disappeared directly.
"Bah chi, bah chi~"
After walking for a while, the girl covered the little yellow cat's mouth.
"Don't eat it!"
Miao Le was stunned, and stretched out his little tongue to lick the tender palm of his hand. His eyes were full of confusion, and his big blue round eyes were full of grievances.
Why don't you give me something to eat?
Zhiruo was startled, his heart softened, and he slowly let go of his hand, feeling helpless: "Eat, eat! But, Lele, you can only eat what I give you from now on!"
When the little yellow cat heard this, he stared and objected strongly: "Meow!"
I can't get enough of the little food you gave me!
Zhiruo's thin shoulders shook, and the bamboo basket he carried on his back suddenly jingled, which was the beautiful sound of money.
"Look, I made so much money when I went out this time, it must be enough for you! Moreover, the people and animals outside have ulterior motives, and they may be greedy for your body. The two of us are not strong enough now, we are just a little bit better than others. If you're a little stronger, why don't you be more careful?" the girl tried to persuade.
The little yellow cat fell into deep thought.
A little bit?
"Master, you are back!" A sudden shout came from the front. It was Senior Sister Jingxuan, who was cleaning the bluestone steps going up the mountain.
The originally clean green stone steps were now bright red from top to bottom, frighteningly red. Senior Sister Jingxuan, who had always been modest and polite in the past, was covered in scars. She finally smiled with relief when her masters came back.
Zhiruo quickly stepped forward to check the senior sister's body.
He squeezed the little junior sister's tender face with his big hand, and Jingxuan smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury, those Yuan soldiers can't seriously hurt me!"
Miejie stepped forward and said coldly: "What's going on?"
"Master, the Yuan soldiers suddenly gathered more than ten days ago and wanted to go up the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha. I saw that all of them were wearing armor and weapons, so I naturally disagreed.
Then they started to take action directly. The first few people had good martial arts skills, but the apprentice had no choice but to resist. After all, the sect's classics were still on the mountain.
In the end, they persisted for two hours and were beaten from the mountain to the bottom. Finally, they were all sent to the Bodhisattva to repent. "
Extinction: ...
Junior sisters:? ? ?
Do you have any misunderstandings about encouraging resistance?
After a moment of silence, Jue Juedan said calmly: "Minjun, you take some disciples to clean up the mountain. Jingxu, you take the ordained disciples to clean up the mountain. Zhiruo, you treat the injured disciples."
"yes!"
After finishing speaking, they exterminated Danding Mountain.
It’s great to have an apprentice and not have to work!
"Master, what are you doing?" Zhiruo asked weakly.
After a while, he said: "I recite past life sutras for those Yuan soldiers who devoutly go to the Bodhisattva to repent, to save the souls of the dead, and hope that they will reach bliss as soon as possible.
This temple is like a game. The upper echelons are chatting and laughing, and some people below are risking their lives. Those Yuan soldiers can't help themselves. "
"Oh~ Master, remember to cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep. It's cold in the mountains."
"Yeah." Miejie Dandan responded, and then he realized what he was doing. He turned around and found that something seemed wrong in the way his disciples looked at him.
"What are you looking at? Go to work! And you, Zhi Ruo, how come you know how to talk back to the master when your martial arts skills are high? Why, do you want to be the leader?
Come on, I'll let you do it now! "Mie Mie forced himself to calm down and stretched out the Yitian Sword directly in front of his young apprentice.
Zhiruo waved his hand quickly.
"Hmph!" Mie Mie was very proud and went up the mountain.
I can't cure you, little one!
…
Dadu, the capital of Yuan Dynasty, Wan'an Temple.
All the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty were Buddhist monks, and even if they traveled all over the world among the three giant Buddhas in Wan'an Temple, they could not find the fourth one.
The Wan'an Temple is four stories high. A thirteen-level pagoda behind the temple can be seen even further away. There are many people on the tower. There are people patrolling back and forth on each floor, and there are twenty or thirty people guarding the bottom of the tower.
There are many temple buildings behind the tower, and they are so large that they are almost similar to Shaolin Temple. The long windows of the main hall in the middle are brightly lit.
Zhang Wuji stood in the middle of the hall and asked Zhao Min who was sitting in the middle: "Zhao Min, what do you mean? What is your plan for bringing the righteous heroes here?"
Zhao Min remained calm, picked up the wine glass next to him, and drank it all in one gulp. After a while, his face turned red, slightly tinged with wine, and his face became even more beautiful.
Beauty is always either gentle and graceful, or charming, but this Miss Zhao is extremely beautiful, with one part heroic spirit, one part heroic attitude, and at the same time, she is graceful and dignified.
Zhang Wuji stared at it for a moment, then became awe-struck and did not dare to look at him.
For some reason, he was always hard-headed towards women, especially beautiful women.
Zhao Min stared at Zhang Wuji's face with her wonderful eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "Master Zhang, it's not boring that I spent so much effort to invite you here. I want you to marry me!"
The words were crisp, delicate and tender, and the meaning behind them made Zhang Wuji's heart tremble.
"This? How is this possible! Zhao Min, I have no enmity with you, why are you playing with me?" Zhang Wuji said in a panic.
Zhao Min smiled, stood up, walked slowly to the door, and stared at the tower that was more than ten feet high.
"Master Zhang, do you know? I sent people to bury thousands of kilograms of explosives underground under the tower, and there are gunpowder fuses in four directions. Each fuse is guarded by dead soldiers in turn twelve hours a day.
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As long as there is any accident, the Mingjiao disciples and the heroes of the four sects on the tower will be turned into ashes! "
Zhang Wuji was stunned and suddenly asked loudly: "Zhao Min, didn't you promise me that you would never hurt them?"
"Yes, I haven't hurt them yet? I'm also worried that Master Zhang will be unkind to me!" Zhao Min said innocently with eyes full of smiles and tenderness.
"You!" Zhang Wuji pointed at him, not knowing how to scold him.
Zhao Min blinked. She liked to see others trying to deal with her but being helpless.
If you want to conquer a man, you have to defeat him mentally like an eagle.
And this Wuji's weakness is too obvious and soft-hearted.
"Reporting to the princess, there is news about Gansu Province and Jiangbei Province, eight hundred miles haste!" A subordinate reported at the door.
When Zhao Min heard this, he smiled and said: "Master Zhang is not an outsider, tell me!"
There are several major sects in the Jianghu, Wudang and Shaolin are the leaders. As long as these two sects disappear, there will be no leader in the Jianghu. It will be smooth sailing for her to deal with those rebels and send experts to assassinate them.
And she has made complete preparations this time, and she will definitely succeed. When the time comes to win over Zhang Wuji, then the Great Yuan world will be as stable as Mount Tai.
The men were a little hesitant.
"Say!" Zhao Min's face turned cold. Is this a question about himself?
The subordinate looked panicked and said quickly: "Report to the princess, we will send a total of three teams, each with 5,000 elites, to surprise the three sects of Shaolin, Wudang and Emei.
When we arrived at the Shaolin Pavilion, the place was deserted and no one could be found. Except for the huge Buddha statues and pavilions and palaces, we couldn't even find anything valuable.
In Wudang, things started smoothly. A Da wounded Zhang Sanfeng with one palm, and other masters quickly led a siege, but in the end they were defeated and retreated.
Emei, we also went up the mountain smoothly at the beginning. There were experts from the royal palace leading people to besiege us, but there were also experts in Emei, and we were defeated and retreated. "
Zhao Min was stunned. He had spent so much thought and effort, but nothing was accomplished?
Lost, defeated?
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Min suddenly thought of the urinary nature of these men and asked: "How many casualties do we have?"
The subordinate looked up at the princess, a little hesitant.
"Say!" Zhao Min was very impatient, could they all die? Even if you kill five thousand chickens, it's not that easy, right?
"The Shaolin team has no casualties. The Emei and Wudang teams have been completely wiped out and no one has survived!" the subordinate said honestly.
Zhao Min:? ? ?
Zhang Wuji, who was still worried at first, suddenly felt happy.
The master is the master, strong!
There was also Emei. Zhang Wuji immediately thought of that extraordinary girl and the amorous touch of her hand.
"Get out!" Zhao Min said angrily.
A bunch of trash!
After his men left, Zhao Min couldn't bear it any longer. He returned to his seat, picked up the wine glass and drank three glasses in a row, his face getting even redder.
There was no way she could explain such casualties unless...
Zhao Min looked up at Zhang Wuji, thoughtfully.
Unless she kills Zhang Sanfeng, the biggest threat to Yuan Ting. As for Emei, she thought it was the old nuns who took advantage of the favorable location.
As long as Zhang Laodao dies, the advantage will be hers!
"Somebody come!"
"exist!"
…
Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Palace.
The raging fire and the loud chanting of sutras at the foot of the mountain lasted for three days before they gradually stopped.
Song Yuanqiao has been busy with various things in the past few days, including the pension of his disciples, the cultivation of the sect, and the most important thing is his attitude towards Yuan Ting.
The other party has already figured it out, how can they sit still and wait for death?
Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao went to the back mountain with a small bottle. He still had to ask his master for his opinion on such a big matter.
At the back of the mountain, at the top of the mountain, Zhang Sanfeng was leisurely teaching four white cranes to practice his latest creation of Tai Chi. He was leisurely and contented, so happy.
The four white cranes danced along with his movements, very seriously.
Song Yuanqiao came up and was a little unhappy. Why did Bai He give his master face alone on the mountain?
Seeing the arrival of his eldest disciple, Zhang Sanfeng stopped and smiled: "Yuanqiao, what can I do?"
Since this precious apprentice came back, he has become the hands-off shopkeeper, and this apprentice has lived up to his trust, working hard, working, working, working, working, and resting, keeping Wudang in order.
So under normal circumstances, he is still willing to give face.
Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists and bowed: "Master, after we descended from Wudang Mountain, we followed Dabai to pick up the sixth junior brother. He was being besieged by several masters who were proficient in the powerful Vajra Finger. Fortunately, we rushed there in time.
Those people were the disciples of a temple called King Kong Temple founded by Shaolin traitor Huo Gong Tutuo in the Western Regions. They were the same group of people who had injured the third junior brother back then.
After we forced a confession, we learned two things. One was that the murder of the third junior brother was Yuan Ting's conspiracy to provoke a fight between us and Shaolin. Another thing is that they have a secret medicine called Black Jade Broken Ointment, which can treat broken bones.
After getting the plaster, we tried it first to avoid worrying the master, and found that there was no problem in connecting the bones of monkeys, dogs, and pigs. "
With that said, Song Yuanqiao handed over the vial in his hand.
"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng was delighted. Over the past few years, his third disciple Yu Daiyan had been depressed since he became a quadriplegic, and he was frowning all day long.
He saw it in his eyes and felt the pain in his heart. Now that there was hope for treatment, that was the best thing.
"Let's go to Dai Yan's room!" Zhang Sanfeng greeted.
Song Yuanqiao quickly stopped him: "Master, the bones of Third Junior Brother have been broken for more than ten years. Now if you want to reconnect them, I'm afraid they will have to be broken again. Then it's up to you."
Zhang Sanfeng:......
Good guy, if you can't do it with me, let me do it, right?
I am an old man, are you sorry?
"Uncle Master, there is an envoy from the Yuan Court at the foot of the mountain to read out the decree!" A disciple came to report.
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand directly: "Let him go! When I take a break, I will go to their emperor to settle the score! You bastard!"
Song Yuanqiao quickly reminded: "Master, can we be more tolerant?"
"How magnanimous? How can you talk nonsense even after people come knocking on your door!" Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. He had been cultivating his moral character for all these years and was not ready to take action.
It turns out that Yuan Ting is looking for death!
The disciple continued: "Report to the leader, Master, that person said: Zhang Wuji! Mingjiao disciples, Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, and Shaolin disciples are in their hands.
If the master is willing to go to Dadu to accept the position of national master, he will let them go. If you don't want to, just break up! "
Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao looked at each other and frowned.
This method is really disgusting!
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