Chapter 0292 Zhang Sanfeng’s Strength

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The Emei Sect is about to celebrate the New Year, and after cleaning the mountains, they are gradually getting quieter.

Benefactors from all over the country were greatly moved when they heard that this Emei man had single-handedly taught thousands of soldiers and made them put down their butcher's knives and become Buddhas on the spot.

It turns out that Buddha is in the human world.

Soon the incense in the main hall of Mount Emei gradually became more prosperous, and everything began to return to its original state.

In the pharmacy, Zhiruo also had some free time. Today was a rare sunny day, so he took out some medicinal materials that needed to be dried one by one.

Otherwise, if some special medicinal materials are contaminated with moisture, their medicinal properties will be reduced, and some may even turn into poisons.

The girl was alone, and a cat ran in and out of the house. After a while, the little saint passed by and was pulled over to become a companion.

There are medicines that can reduce phobias, so the pharmacy has a lot of medicines for most people in Emei to suffer from most diseases.

Even with Qing Gong, it took me a long time to arrange the medicinal materials.

"Oh, I'm so tired!" The girl raised her hand, her skin as smooth as jade, and wiped the non-existent sweat from her smooth forehead, sighing.

Little Saint:? ? ?

Isn’t she doing most of the work?

Human beings are so hypocritical!

After sighing for a while, Zhiruo ignored Xiao Sheng's eyes and began to look at the large family property he had worked hard to build in the courtyard.

very good!

After looking at it for a while, she discovered a serious problem. There was a cat growing on one of the herbs!

"Bah, bah!"

I saw a snow-white silhouette leaping up and landing in the open space in the field. With a flick of my long sleeve, it rushed towards the little yellow cat like a giant flying from the sky.

She rolled up her long sleeves and rolled the little yellow cat in front of her eyes. The girl looked calm and her eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

Miao Le felt guilty at first and bowed his head silently when he was found guilty of doing bad things.

After a moment, I suddenly remembered that he is the eldest brother in this family!

He raised his head and bared his teeth: "Meow!"

Why, you are not convinced by my little kitten! It is your honor and luck to let this cat take your medicine!

Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and Rouju said: "Lele, we are all good people and cats who are civilized, polite and loving, right? Fighting hurts our harmony, and it also damages your demeanor as the King of Mount Emei.

In this way, let's fight!

If you lose, you are not allowed to eat randomly in the future. You can only eat the meals and medicinal meals I prepare for you. "

Miao Le was startled. Isn't this his strength? Throughout the ages, he can’t write collections of classics and histories, poems and songs, etc.?

"Meow meow!"

Ask a question!

wrong! The little yellow cat thought about it and continued: "Meow~"

No more nonsensical questions are allowed!

Zhiruo smiled slightly: "Don't worry Lele, don't I know you? A scholar will not be defeated twice by the same move. In this way, given our relationship, let me ask you a simple question."

The little yellow cat was a little touched, the shit shoveler was really good.

"Lele, here's the question, let me ask you: Do I win or lose when I defeat myself?" the girl asked.

The little yellow cat was stunned.

"Second question: If a person chooses to commit suicide, will there be one more person who commits suicide in the world, or will there be one less person who commits suicide?" the girl continued to ask.

The little yellow cat fell into deep thought.

"Third question: I hit myself, and it hurts. Am I too weak, or am I too strong?" Zhiruo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced sideways at his little friend with a smile.

The little yellow cat was dumbfounded.

"Why, Lele, these questions have puzzled me for a long time. Don't you usually want to be my brother, but you also want to be my elder? Just teach me." The girl teased.

The little yellow cat thought hard and remained motionless.

"Meow!"

Just wait for me to think about it and tell you when I think of it!

Half a quarter of an hour later, the little yellow cat was still spinning in circles.

He suddenly thought of a wonderful idea. With his lifespan, he would definitely be able to survive the shit shovel. In this way, as long as he kept thinking about it and the shit shovel died, wouldn't he win?

This is called the leftover is king!

At this moment, Miao Le suddenly understood the true meaning of immortality, which is: endure!

What a genius I am! The little yellow cat felt happy.

Zhiruo waited for a while, and with a flick of his eyes, he understood what Lele was thinking. After all, his way of thinking was too simple.

"Oh, Lele, if this bet never ends, according to the rules, you can't eat."

The little yellow cat ran over and paused for a moment. Oh my god, I've been tricked again!

Is it because I haven't used my brain for a long time, so it's rusty?

"Little junior sister, master asked you to go over. A Yuanbing envoy came from the mountain. He said that he wanted to make our Emei the state religion and the master the state teacher." Jingxuan came over and shouted.

When Zhiruo heard this, his face turned cold and he looked very fierce.

Those bitches actually dare to come here and beat them to death!

Noticing that the shit shovel left angrily, the little yellow cat thought for a moment, then came up with an idea and jumped lightly onto the shoulders of the little saint who had been watching the fun next to him.

Commanded: "Meow!"

You, steal the medicinal materials and feed them to me!

Doesn't that mean he stole it?

Little Saint:? ? ?

Your Majesty, you are very clever.



Golden Dome Hall.

"Master Miejie, His Majesty the Emperor is very pious to our Buddha. After hearing about your deeds, he was very moved. He quickly ordered us to pardon you and grant you a title. He is even willing to let you serve as our Great Yuan Imperial Advisor and retire with the country. !" The messenger changed his usual arrogance and said humbly.

This is respect for the profoundness of Buddhism and faith.

If Miejie Silen can become a national teacher and be granted the title of national religion, then she will indeed fulfill the wishes of her master and senior brother and shine in Emei.

But in today's Dayuan, with wars raging everywhere, can anyone else be able to save the day? If she fell down within a few days, wouldn't Emei become a joke?

The messenger looked a little moved when he saw the target, and quickly began to add more information: "Master Tai, Master Zhang of Wudang has accepted my invitation from the Great Yuan, and will rush to my capital in the near future to receive the title."

"Oh?" Miejie Daqi.

As far as she knew, Zhang Zhenren hated Yuan Ting deeply, so how could he agree to be granted the title.

As soon as the light in the hall dimmed, Jue Jue saw his young apprentice walking in and felt certain in his heart.

"Let me ask you, why did Master Zhang agree to Yuan Ting's conditions?" Zhiruo asked directly and coldly.

The messenger was about to say something when he met the girl's eyes and felt a chill all over. He subconsciously felt that if he lied, he would immediately see the true Bodhisattva.

After hesitating for a moment, the envoy said honestly: "Princess Zhao Min seized the Mingjiao leader Zhang Wuji and the disciples of the four sect leaders, and used this as a threat to propose a plan to the emperor. The emperor was overjoyed and agreed directly."

Extinction frowned, no wonder.

Xia uses force to break the ban.

Not long after the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, those heroes couldn't stand the persecution of the people by officials from various places. Assassinations often occurred. Soon after, the Emperor of Yuan sent a large army to clean up the martial arts world.

Later, Zhang Zhenren went to the imperial city of Dadu in person and found the then emperor. They talked calmly all night in his bedroom.

Only then did Emperor Yuan realize that fighting and killing was not a good idea.

Later, various martial arts sects expressed their gratitude for Zhang Zhenren's achievements and specially sent a Jie Jian tablet to be placed at the foot of Wudang Mountain to show their respect.

Jiejie sighed in his heart, the power of a country was really formidable, he didn't expect that even Master Zhang would lower his head.

But what does the other four major sects of Mingjiao have to do with her? She is extinct and still wants to care about their life and death?

"Get out!" Extinction immediately turned his face.

The envoy was stunned, is this a woman? Falling out faster than flipping through a book?

If it were anyone else, he might have turned against him, but thinking of his respect for the Buddhist holy land and the profoundness of Jingxuan Buddhism, he still smiled and said: "Well, I will resign, and I ask my master to consider it carefully.

In addition, Master Zhang's strength is known to Shi Taixu. "The messenger threatened.

"Bang~" After politely sending the messenger away with a kick, Jue Jue turned around.

"Zhiruo, what do you think?"

The girl thought for a while and said: "Master, I will go to Dadu to help Zhang Zhenren."

Juie was stunned and thought for a moment: "That's fine, even if you repay Wudang for saving your life, you will be fine and light from now on."

Zhiruo nodded, looking forward to it. From now on, she and Lele could live a happy life in the mountains.

Eat, sleep, take a hot spring bath with the senior sisters and have fun!

It’s wonderful to think about it.



At the Golden Summit of Emei, disciples gathered.

Jinghui, who has a broad mind, noticed that the little junior sister had empty hands and asked with concern: "Little junior sister, it's a long way to go, thousands of miles apart, why don't you bring more things with you?"

Zhiruo hugged the little yellow cat, who still looked confused, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll be right back."

Just go back? The senior sisters’ faces were full of questions. It was so far away and it wasn’t just to pee. How could we just go back and go?

Mie Mie's heart was ups and downs at the side. She had long been looking forward to this day, the day when Emei would stand at the top of the world.

I have a bright pearl, which has been locked away by dust and labor for a long time. Now the dust is gone and the light is born, shining through thousands of green mountains.

"Zhiruo, with the Yitian Sword, whatever you want to do, just do it, we in Emei will always stand behind you!" Miejie instructed.

The girl nodded heavily. She had been sharpening her sword for ten years, but had never tried the frost blade before. Today was the perfect day for Bao Yuan to see her, Emei's little junior sister, Lele's master, Zhou Zhiruo's sharp edge.

He stuffed the little yellow cat into his arms and solemnly took the Yitian Sword with both hands. Zhiruo glanced at the junior sisters, some were concerned, some were indifferent, and some stared at the Yitian Sword.

"Farewell!"

Finished.

"Qiang~" The Heavenly Sword was unsheathed and flew into the sky.

The girl jumped easily, stepped on the sword, and stood with her hands behind her back. She was delicate and graceful, with fluttering clothes. She passed the sea of ​​clouds with her sword and disappeared into the sky at a very fast speed.

Everyone in Emei stared with the biggest eyes in their lives.

Is it reasonable to practice martial arts to this point?



Most of the city is bustling with people coming and going.

If you only look at the city gate, you will feel that the world is still prosperous and the Yuan Dynasty is still prosperous.

A beggar came to the city gate and looked at the tall city gate and the rich people coming and going, full of expectations.

As long as these people can give a little charity, he can survive.

"Bang~" Before he could react, he was kicked away by the soldier guarding the city.

"The gentlemen are kind-hearted and don't want to see poor people. If someone like you still wants to go to the city, doesn't it make them unhappy? If the gentlemen are unhappy, doesn't it make me unhappy?

Your kid wants to rebel, right?

roll! "The sergeant said angrily.

The beggar's body was so thin. He had suffered internal injuries from the kick from the tall sergeant, but he did not dare to make any response, so he lay down on the ground and left quickly.

"Hahahaha~" the sergeant laughed and said to the colleague next to him: "Look, he looks like a dog!"

The colleagues laughed unsurprisingly. In Dadu, although they were not considered superior people, they were just bullying these beggars. Even if they were killed, it would not matter.



No one cares about a person in this world who is so poor that he has no money to eat.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" An old Taoist priest with white beard and hair shouted a slogan in front of the city gate.

Yuan Ting worshiped Buddhism and suppressed Taoism, so the sergeant also came over. He noticed that the old Taoist had an extraordinary bearing and resisted the urge to take action.

"What are you shouting for? If you want to enter the city, go quickly and don't block the road, otherwise I will report to the officer that you are spying on intelligence and I will arrest you!" the sergeant said impatiently.

The old man waved his hand, and the sergeant flew up and hit the wall.

"Pa~"

The old Taoist helped the beggar up, then stretched out his hand to tap a few times, then took out a pill from his arms and said with a smile: "This medicine can help you recover."

The beggar took the medicine and quickly got out of the way. This old man's beard and hair were all white, and there was no dust on his body during the walk. He must be an expert. He was afraid that he would stain the master's robes.

"Thank you, Master!" After taking the medicine, the beggar's eyes lit up and he said gratefully.

"Haha, it's just uneven roads. Look, does that man look like a dog?" The old man pointed at the sergeant who was trying to get up in the corner and said with a smile.

The beggar trembled when he saw it. It was okay for others to hit him, but if he hit others, not only himself, but also the whole family, clan, and village would be implicated.

"There are enemies." Dozens of sergeants at the door immediately stood ready.

"Old Taoist priest, I think you don't want to live anymore. Don't you know who owns the world now?" The soldier in the corner spat out two teeth and shouted.

"Catch them, don't kill them. I will take them to the execution room and let them taste the punishment I have newly researched: death by a thousand cuts!"

"yes!"

Seeing these people rushing over, the beggar trembled for a while before remembering that he seemed to be the only one of the nine tribes, so what should he be afraid of?

He stood directly in front of the old Taoist and shouted loudly: "Master, leave quickly!"

The old Taoist priest smoothed his long beard. Facing the elite soldiers rushing over, his face remained unchanged and he did not make any move. Instead, he looked at the beggar in front of him, smiled and nodded.

What a good lad.

Hugh~

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the sky.

Clang!

A sharp sword fell from the sky and was inserted directly into the ground in front of the military formation. The sword energy raged and splashed large amounts of dust.

After a while, the soldiers fell to the ground with injuries, wailing in pain.

The old Taoist's heart moved and he looked at the sky, only to see a figure slowly floating down from the sky.

The girl is dressed in white, her hair is simply tied with a gold ribbon, her face is crystal clear, her skin is as light as snow, her small round face is slightly shy, she is delicate and elegant, and her face is radiant.

Standing in front of the old Taoist, Zhiruo's mind moved, and the Yitian Sword in the distance automatically flew back to the scabbard behind him.

Qiang~

The long sword returned to its sheath, the girl cupped her fists and bent down to bow: "Emei, Zhou Zhiruo, come to help Zhang Zhenren!"

Zhang Sanfeng stared for a moment, stroked his beard, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay!"

Emei, there is a successor! He lived up to his expectations!