The golden top of Emei is full of incense.
Sacrifice cliff.
Jingxuan thought for a long time and said hesitantly: "Today's big martial arts sect, there is only one that is ever-lasting, and that is Shaolin. There must be a reason why they can maintain their glory for hundreds of years.
Why don't we learn from them? "
Zhou Zhiruo nodded: "Indeed, Shaolin is very powerful. It collects incense from believers, buys land for farming, and recruits a large number of lay disciples to increase its influence. It fully supplies the training of masters in the temple to ensure top combat power.
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Moreover, Shaolin has been involved in almost all major world events and martial arts events over the years, and they are also good at making multiple bets. In this way, no matter who wins in the end, Shaolin will not lose.
But, we are different. "
Jingxuan was a little surprised: "Little junior sister, now you are number one in the world, it shouldn't be difficult to be like them, right? Creating a unique skill is not something you can easily do?"
Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile: "We have the same martial arts, wealth and even believers, but don't forget that the leaders of our Emei Sect are all women.
Women, most of them like to intrigue and have a narrow horizon. For some inexplicable things, one can even disregard the interests of the family and the sect.
Moreover, most such women are very selfish. If there were their nephews and relatives in the sect, do you think they would not take good care of them, or even have the power to seek personal gain? "
Jingxuan was silent. She had seen the penetrating power of the aristocratic family from the words of her junior sister in the past few days.
Let alone a small sect, even if it is a great country covering an area of tens of thousands of miles, as long as there is an opportunity to exploit it, as time goes by, there will definitely be many aristocratic families.
People are selfish. They don't take care of their relatives and children, and arrange for them to be taken care of by themselves or their friends. How can they still take care of you, an outsider?
But if you follow the rules set by the junior sister, it will be different. Most of the tax revenue from salt and iron will be used to build mountain roads, fields, bridges, and help poor people. This way, if you have no money, you will not be coveted by the warlords of the aristocratic families.
The disciples who were ordained were all girls from poor families, who had been abandoned, or whose families had been destroyed, and had no relationship with Yamashita, so that they could practice with peace of mind.
Of course, lay disciples are also needed, otherwise Emei's martial arts might be a disaster.
But if you give me money, it won’t be a big problem if I teach you. If you want to have excellent martial arts knowledge, you shouldn’t even give me money, right? As for the threat of leaked secrets, has Shaolin leaked less of its secrets over the years?
In this way, no matter which dynasty it is, as long as Emei can be their mascot with peace of mind, and there are experts to protect the Dharma, as long as the ruler is not too stupid, they will definitely be willing to show kindness and show his respect for Buddhism.
Of course, like Shaolin, it is definitely necessary to have three cunning rabbit holes, because sometimes you have to admit that there are really a lot of idiots in this world.
"Little junior sister, you may be right." Jingxuan said silently.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled: "Senior sister, read more. In the future, we may be useless, have no name, or even have nothing. Maybe we die inexplicably, or we live inexplicably, these are not important.
The important thing is that I need to know what kind of person I want to be. This is a spirit that can nourish my soul. It has nothing to do with the future, money, or others. "
"Senior sister, a person is actually a piece of paper, but this piece of paper shouldn't just be a piece of scrawled paper written about wine, sex, wealth, fame and wealth." The girl said solemnly.
After hearing this, Jingxuan hesitated for a moment.
"Little junior sister, you have all these things, so you can say this, and only then can you be qualified to say this.
But the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain and the sisters on the mountain can only struggle to survive in this vast and troubled world, in order to live a better life. "
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned and fell silent.
"Hey~" The two senior sisters sighed at the same time.
Will there be a dynasty in the future where everyone will have enough food and clothing, have a little to support, have someone to rely on when they grow old, and everyone can choose the path they want to take?
What were people doing every day at that time?
Maybe they are happy every day.
"Squeaks ~ Squeaks ~" The kung fu of the two of them, the little yellow cat dragged a field mouse larger than him under the mountain.
Seeing the two of them, Miao Le was stunned. His big blue eyes blinked and he hesitated for a breath.
"Meow~"
What a coincidence. I just adopted a little brother. Do you want to eat?
Zhou Zhiruo:......
Vole:......
"Senior Sister Zhou, the man named Wei Yixiao from the bottom of the mountain is here again. He said he is here to deliver wedding invitations." A little girl climbed up from the cliff. She was slender, but unfortunately she had a red spot on her face.
Because of this red spot, she was abandoned since she was a child. Zhou Zhiruo ordered Xiaopeng to pick her up from the mountain, otherwise she would have starved to death. In the past few years, Zhiruo personally nursed her back to health, and her body slowly recovered.
And she doesn’t know who took her there, she has a lazy temper, and it’s better to do less than to do more.
Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to let her guard at the foot of the mountain. If someone came to report, he would have to run up the mountain repeatedly to report.
After running up and down the mountain like this, Jing Nian gradually regained his health. As for the birthmark on her face, if necessary, Zhiruo is prepared to wait for her to grow up and take shape before helping to remove it.
Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward and gently touched Jing Nian's little head: "Let him go, I don't want to see other outsiders."
Jing Nian narrowed her eyes comfortably.
Looking at the little girl in front of him, Zhiruo thought of himself when he just went up the mountain. If it weren't for the care of her senior sister and master, and Lele's help, she wouldn't be where she is now.
One reason for the greatness of mankind is that many people have fundamentally good hearts. Although she may not see others being better than her, if others are too pitiful, many people will pity them and lend a helping hand.
In this world, there are many bad people and even more good people.
"Go down~"
"Oh!" Jing Nian pursed her lips, even if she wanted to be lazy for a while.
It's no surprise that the senior sister doesn't come down the mountain.
In the past few years, countless aristocratic families, kings, and martial arts masters have come to pay homage to the mountain, but all of them have been rejected without exception. According to the senior sister, if you want to ensure the continuity of Emei's inheritance, in addition to the most important thing is to ensure your own strength, the other thing is not to do unnecessary things.
The bosses of those big forces all have the same attitude. In times of crisis, they can call you mother for help. When things happen, if you take advantage of them a little, there is a high probability that you will be the best.
Isn’t it good to eat fast and chant Buddha’s name on the mountain?
Slowly moving down the mountain, Jing Nian glanced at the little yellow cat on the other side who was sneaking down the mountain step by step. The key was that he brought her a big gift: a fat field mouse.
She was adopted by an old beggar when she was a child. When the old beggar starved to death, she later became a little beggar. She knows the delicious taste of roasted field mice: delicious!
"Ah~" Jing Nian stepped forward and picked up the little yellow cat: "Lele, do we want to roast this field mouse?"
Miao Le:......
My little brother can't bake this.
Vole:......
In your eyes, do I have no other use besides being eaten?
After Jing Nian left for a while, Zhou Zhiruo read a book for a while, seemed to realize something, shook his head and laughed.
It was great to be a kid!
At the foot of the mountain, Wei Yixiao was not discouraged after receiving the news. After all, Master Zhou was famous for being unkind, and so was Master Zhang.
You must know that the leader is his direct disciple!
Princes, generals and ministers, Wei Yixiao is here.
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On October 15th, everyone in the Mingjiao family changed into new clothes.
The auditorium for worshiping heaven and earth was located in the hall of the richest gentleman in Haozhou. It was decorated with lanterns and colorful flowers.
Naturally, the wealthy gentry donated this courtyard voluntarily without any coercion in gratitude for Mingjiao's kindness to the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhang Sanfeng's large vertical scroll with four characters "beautiful son and good wife" hangs in the center. Yin Tianzheng presides over the wedding of the man, and Fan Yao, the right envoy of Guangming, presides over the wedding of the woman.
No one expected that Fan Yao was the original Master Ku. He had been undercover in Ruyang Prince's Palace for more than ten years, but he had never been exposed. Now that Dayuan is seeing the storm, he will naturally come back.
Nine clans were wiped out in the Ruyang Palace, and the only elder Zhao Min could find was Fan Yao.
The Kunlun and Kongtong sects had always had a grudge against the Mingjiao, but Zhang Wuji from the Wan'an Temple in Dadu came to the rescue. He was already benevolent to each sect, so it was natural for him to receive them. The congratulatory gifts from the five elders of Kongtong were especially heavy.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting, three major disciples of Wudang Sect Zhang Zhenren, came to congratulate him in person, and also brought a hand-copied "Tai Chi Sutra".
Shaolin sect and Huashan sect also followed.
Zhang Wuji has such skill at such a young age, no one dares to bet that he will not break through to the level of Zhang Zhenren one day.
By then, wouldn't it be easy to become the Martial Emperor?
At the moment of applause, the auspicious hour has come, trumpets and cannons were fired continuously, and all the congratulators came to the hall to salute loudly.
Song Yuanqiao and King Yin Ye accompanied Zhang Wuji out. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and everyone's eyes lit up. They saw eight young Mingjiao heroines accompanying Zhao Min as they walked out of the hall gracefully.
The bride is wearing a bright red brocade robe, a phoenix crown, a red scarf, her hands are like jade, and her body is graceful. You can tell at a glance that she is a peerless beauty.
"Congratulations to the leader, wife of the leader, we will be united forever!" Wei Yixiao said with a smile.
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "General Wei, you should congratulate King Ming, who is the queen. Our leader will be the emperor in the future!"
"Hahaha~" The others laughed suddenly.
Zhao Min, who was wearing a hijab, raised the corners of his mouth and was in a good mood.
Nowadays, the general trend of the world is that the Yuan Dynasty has ceased to exist in name only. Several major rebels, Chen Youliang, are in her hands, Zhang Shicheng is addicted to women, and Ming Yuzhen is also useless.
It is obvious that in the future, she will be the queen, the mother of the world! When the time comes, she will make King Ruyang the head of the country and vindicate Zhaoxue for him.
Father Wang Quanxia is wise and will definitely understand that what she did was right.
Faced with the flattery of his subordinates, Zhang Wuji waved his hands and said with a blush: "Everything I did was to resist Bao Yuan and restore a peaceful world to the people. As for being an emperor, I never thought about it.
When the time comes, everyone will be able to occupy this position! "
After hearing this, the subordinates continued to praise each other: "The leader is so righteous!"
Of course, no one believed it. Who wouldn’t want to do that supreme position?
Zhao Min gritted her teeth. Only she knew that this man might be speaking from his heart. He was too simple and honest.
As everyone knows, even if he voluntarily abdicates, will the new emperor let him go?
Sometimes, living is a sin!
After hesitating for a moment, a stern look flashed in Zhao Min's eyes. When necessary, necessary means must be used.
After a while, the bride and groom stood side by side, the man on the left and the woman on the right. The man of praise shouted loudly: "Blessed to God!"
Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were about to prostrate themselves on the red carpet [zhan shu] when they suddenly heard someone outside the gate shouting softly: "Wait a minute!" A green shadow flashed, and a girl in green stood in the court with a smile, but it was Xiao Zhao.
That day, she was also arrested and taken to Wan'an Temple. As the heroes were released, she also disappeared for no reason, which made Zhang Wuji depressed for a long time.
Yang Xiao stepped forward and said, "Miss Xiao Zhao, please sit here and watch the ceremony. I will turn around and offer you three glasses of water and wine."
Xiao Zhao smiled slightly, stepped forward, stretched out his hand in front of Zhang Wuji: "Brother Wuji, look, what is this?"
Zhang Wuji was shocked when he saw it. He trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "This...this is me..."
Zhao Min clenched her fists. On her wedding day, her husband was entangled with a woman. Where would he put her? If she becomes the queen in the future and this matter is recorded in the annals of history, wouldn’t it make people laugh for thousands of years?
Xiao Zhao quickly closed his palms, put the object into his arms, and said, "If you want to know the truth, come with me." Then he turned around and walked out of the door.
Zhang Wuji said anxiously: "Little...Miss Xiaozhao, please stay."
Xiao Zhao said: "If you want, come with me, or go to the bride's house and get married as soon as possible. If you are a man of doubts, don't regret it for the rest of your life."
She said these words loudly, without stopping, and walked straight to the door.
Zhang Wuji shouted anxiously: "Miss Xiaozhao, please wait, we will consider everything in the long run." Seeing her speeding up her pace, he hurriedly rushed forward and shouted: "Okay, it's up to you, we won't get married today."
Xiao Zhao stopped on the trail: "Then come with me."
Zhang Wuji turned around and saw Zhao Min standing tall, feeling extremely guilty. When he was about to explain a few words to her, he saw Xiao Zhao walking out again. The matter in front of him was extremely urgent and he had to make a prompt decision. He gritted his teeth and chased after her. behind him.
Zhang Wuji had just chased him to the gate, when suddenly a red shadow flashed around him, and a man chased after Xiao Zhao. He stretched out his slender hand from his red sleeves and slapped Xiao Zhao's head with a palm.
This time the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, extremely swiftly, and it was the bride Zhao Min who took action.
Zhang Wuji didn't have time to think about it, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Min's pulse.
Zhao Min didn't take off the red cloth covering his head. He listened to the wind to identify the shape, turned his left palm and chopped off his wrist. Zhang Wuji never wanted to fight her, but seeing that her moves were too fierce and could kill Xiao Zhao in one move, he had no choice but to resist and dissuade her.
After a few moves, Xiao Zhao was already far away. Zhao Minhuo stopped attacking and said: "Zhang Wuji, are you deceived by this witch and want to leave me?"
Zhang Wuji was helpless: "Minmin, please understand my difficulties. Zhang Wuji will never regret our marriage agreement, but it will be delayed for a few days..."
Zhao Min lifted his hijab and looked at him coldly, then looked at Xiao Zhao in the distance.
With her intelligence, she knew that her husband had been caught. And based on her husband's character, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, there was a high probability that this was the news about his adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King.
Among the congratulators, except for those from the Ming Cult and the Wudang Sect, almost everyone wanted to have Xie Xun willingly, either to avenge his mass killings in the past, or to seize the dragon-slaying sword. Naturally, I can’t tell the reason.
But even if he knew the reason, Zhao Min was still angry.
On this special day, my husband left with the other women without saying a word. What do your subordinates think? What do people in the world think? Even if there is another wedding in the future, she will become the wife of the leader, the queen, won't she still be the laughing stock of others?
Facing the eyes of his sweetheart, Zhang Wuji paused and said, "My foster father and I are deeply indebted to each other, Min Min. I hope you will understand me." After that, he chased out the door.
Although the heroes had seen many strange things in the world, they were all very happy today when they saw two women fighting for their husbands, the bride covering her head with a red scarf, fighting with her husband, and finally the dignified leader, Prince Xiao Ming, abandoned his wife and left.
In the next five years, everyone will have something to talk about.
Zhao Min saw Zhang Wuji leaving, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and soon his blood surged.
"Pfft~" The last mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.
"Princess!" Fan Yao quickly stepped forward to support her.
He still has the feeling of master and servant.
The martial arts heroes looked at each other, each and every one of them suppressed their laughter and left one after another.
We are all martial arts masters, so we can still hold back a little smile, and we will laugh again when we go out.
Hahaha~
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