Meng Xiuyuan's sincere and frank talk sounded like a knife falling from the sky to Zhou Zhiruo's ears.

At this moment, she froze on the spot, her lips slightly opened, and couldn't speak for a long time.

The face that was originally as white as jade was now even more pale, as if it were colorless tissue paper.

It wasn't until a long while later that she gently touched the scabbard of the Zhenwu Sword in her hand and asked Meng Xiuyuan softly:

"Master, you have always cherished this Zhenwu Sword that belonged to Grand Master. Are you really willing to give it to me today?"

Meng Xiuyuan nodded slightly when he heard this and said softly:

"This sword was given to me by my master ten years ago when I went down the mountain to practice.

At that time, he asked his senior brother to tell him that this sword helped him kill many evil people when he was young.

It was given to me so that I can have a sharp weapon to defend myself when punishing rape and eliminating evil, so as to keep myself safe.

I give it to you today with this in mind.

I hope it can protect you and help you punish evil and eliminate evil."

Zhou Zhiruo snorted when she heard this, turned her face to the side to prevent Meng Xiuyuan from seeing her expression, and then said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Humph, isn't it just that I've been in the mountain for a long time? Master, are you looking at me annoyed? Why do you say so many things and nothing?

I packed up my things and went down the mountain to explore.

I will only come back if you miss me one day."

After saying this, Zhou Zhiruo turned around and left the room without giving Meng Xiuyuan time to speak.

Meng Xiuyuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo's leaving figure, but did not stop him.

What he said to Zhou Zhiruo was not actually to force her to achieve great achievements or become a famous heroine.

Instead, he used this as an excuse to let Zhou Zhiruo leave his side for a while.

After all, this girl really needs to go out and see more of the outside world before she can truly understand her own thoughts.

As for safety issues during the period, Meng Xiuyuan is not too worried.

Although Zhou Zhiruo's kung fu at this time was not as high as that of Meng Xiuyuan at that time, at least it was definitely considered to be a first-class level in the martial arts world, not much different from figures of the same level as the two elders of Huashan and He Taichong.

As long as she is careful, no matter how chaotic the world is, there will be no problems.

…

In this way, in the afternoon of that day, Zhou Zhiruo said goodbye to her parents, packed her bags and went down the mountain to practice.

When Meng Xiuyuan went to see her off, he didn't say much to her face to face. He only handed her a letter and asked her to open it and read it on the way.

Zhou Zhiruo took it angrily, looking reluctant. But when she turned around, she still carefully put it into her arms.

Waving goodbye, Zhou Zhiruo walked straight down the mountain road.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't make a sound, just watched silently until her back disappeared.

With a sigh, Meng Xiuyuan turned around and wanted to go back to the mountain gate. But Xiao Zhao, who had come to see him off, quietly reached out and pulled his sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Xiuyuan turned around and saw Xiao Zhao still looking at the direction Zhou Zhiruo was going down the mountain, with a complicated expression on his face, and he couldn't help but ask.

When Xiao Zhao heard this, he looked at Meng Xiuyuan with his eyes as blue as the sea and the sky, and said softly:

"Sir, I'm so lucky that you didn't want to accept me as your disciple.

Otherwise, will you drive me down the mountain now just like you did to sister Zhiruo?"

Meng Xiuyuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He pulled his sleeve back from her hand and patted her little head:

"It's not that I'm driving your sister Zhiruo down the mountain, it's that she has really reached the age where she should be independent.

The same goes for you. When you grow up in the future, learn kung fu, and become unafraid of your mother's enemies in the past, you will certainly have some achievements of your own."

Xiao Zhao was shocked when he heard the sound, and looked pitiful.

However, she was careful and knew that she shouldn't say anything more at this time, so she just responded softly, and then quietly hid behind Meng Xiuyuan, as if to prevent Meng Xiuyuan from seeing her.

Meng Xiu shook his head at the sight, ignored her, turned around and walked up the mountain. He also wanted to pack his things and prepare to go down the mountain.

At the same time, on the mountain road of Wudang Mountain, Zhou Zhiruo only walked for a while and then couldn't control his mood and walked to the side road.

When she reached a secluded place, she immediately put down her luggage and took out the letter Meng Xiuyuan sent her from her arms.

The envelope was very thick. Zhou Zhiruo opened it and took out a large pile of letter paper.

The ink on the paper had dried up. It was obvious that he had not just finished writing it, but that Meng Xiuyuan had anticipated today's situation last night and had prepared it in advance.

Zhou Zhiruo clenched her fists and took a deep breath. After a long time, she mustered up the courage to read these letters.

I saw that there were no soft words of concern in it, and there were no polite words such as "seeing a word as it is a face".

The letter paper was densely packed with information about the setbacks Meng Xiuyuan had experienced over the years, as well as the experiences and profound lessons he had accumulated.

No matter how big or small the matter was, Meng Xiuyuan tried to write it as completely and as easy to understand as possible so that Zhou Zhiruo could understand it and not make the same mistake as him again.

Zhou Zhiruo just stood there for more than an hour, reading all the letters carefully, then folded them and put them in an envelope, and carefully put them back into her arms.

When they were on the road again, Zhou Zhiruo's bright eyes were filled with tears, but the expression on her face was no longer as sad as when she went down the mountain. She looked up the mountain reluctantly for a long time before turning around and continuing to move forward.

…

Early the next morning, after Meng Xiuyuan greeted his master and brothers, he also packed his bags and set off.

After all, the map hidden in the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife has been obtained, so Meng Xiuyuan naturally wants to get back those secret books and the art of war first.

And at the same time, Meng Xiuyuan also thought that maybe he should go to the ancient tomb to visit Miss Yang.

For more than five years, one of them has been in the ancient tomb and the other in the Kunlun Green Valley, retreating separately, but there has been no chance to meet each other.

Now that Meng Xiuyuan has left the valley, it is estimated that Miss Yang's kung fu should have been completed by some time.

Although he didn't know why Miss Yang didn't take the initiative to come to him, Meng Xiuyuan still felt that he should go there.

The two met in their youth when they were sixteen or seventeen years old, and now in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Looking back at this time, although many things have gradually become blurred over the years, after all, we have been friends who have experienced dangers together and worked together to help each other in times of adversity.

Even if it is just as an old friend, it is appropriate to visit.

Of course, such trivial matters should be put aside for a while, after returning from Peach Blossom Island.

After all, the "Nine Yin Manual" is secondary, but the "Wu Mu Suicide Note" is the top priority now.

Meng Xiuyuan was not familiar with the art of military formation, so he didn't know how effective a military book could be.

But since the original work contains a battle-hardened general like Xu Da, after reading it, they all gave the following conclusion: "Yue Wumu used his troops like a god, which is beyond the reach of future generations. If Yue Wumu were still alive today, he would lead

"Heroes from the Central Plains, why don't you worry about driving the Tatars back to Mobei?" Meng Xiuyuan naturally believed that it was indeed useful.

At this time when the world is in chaos and the rebel army and the Yuan court are at war every moment, a military book will make the anti-Yuan cause go much smoother and save many lives in the world.

Naturally, the sooner you can get it back, the better.

So, Meng Xiuyuan hurried all the way to the southeast. In order to save speed, he did not choose to take the main road. Instead, he tried to ask local pedestrians for directions at any time and often took shortcuts in the mountains.

After driving like this for half a month under the stars and the moon, we walked all the way from Wudang to Zhoushan.

He asked many boatmen on the beach if they knew the location of "Peach Blossom Island". Most of the answers he got were negative.

After nearly a hundred years, ordinary people have never heard of the names of Dongxie Huang Yaoshi or Guo Jing and Huang Rong, let alone such a small island behind them.

Fortunately, hard work paid off. After repeated confirmations, Meng Xiuyuan discovered that many of them actually knew that there was an island with lush vegetation and the fragrance of flowers in the southeastern sea.

However, because over the years, no one who has visited the island without permission has been able to come back alive, so it has always been called "Ghost Flower Island". When Meng Xiuyuan asked about the name "Peach Blossom Island", naturally he couldn't tell.

When Meng Xiuyuan proposed to hire a boat to land on the island, most of the boatmen immediately shook their heads and refused, no matter how much money they offered, they would not dare to go.

Only a fierce-looking man was moved when he saw Meng Xiuyuan taking out the white money, so he accepted the job. He said that after making preparations, he could take Meng Xiuyuan to the "Ghost Flower Island".

Meng Xiuyuan was naturally happy with the situation and even paid him a deposit in advance.

But before going to sea, a kind-hearted old boatman secretly came to Meng Xiuyuan, reminded him, and advised him not to take that man's boat.

According to the old boatman, the fierce man who took over the job was named Dong Cheng, and he was not from their local area, but had just escaped from the south a few months ago.

This person's origins are unknown, his behavior is somewhat withdrawn, and he is always mysterious.

It seems that he obviously has a small boat, but he often does not go out to sea to fish during the day, and rarely carries passengers.

On the contrary, it was seen that there were more activities at night, and the people who often took them out to sea were a group of fierce men with knives and guns, and they almost did not do normal business.

In the past, even if I chatted with them as a group of boatmen, I would always hide my origins and ask questions with a very purposeful purpose, which seemed to be impure.

So the boatmen secretly chatted among themselves, and they all felt that the evil man Dong Cheng was not a good man, but was related to pirates who seek wealth and death at sea.

The old boatman saw that Meng Xiuyuan was a talented person at a young age and didn't want him to be poisoned by evildoers, so he took the risk and came to tell him secretly.

After Meng Xiuyuan heard what the old boatman said, although he didn't care in his heart, he was grateful for his kindness and took some broken silver from his arms and gave it to him as a thank you.

When the old boatman saw that Meng Xiuyuan insisted on doing this, he sighed and stopped trying to persuade him. He only told him to be more careful, then turned around and left with the silver coins.

When he boarded the ship on the second day, Meng Xiuyuan took a closer look, and sure enough he saw that Dong Cheng had a burly figure that seemed to have some martial arts skills. The calluses on his hands didn't look like they were made by using a boat oar, but more like
To be continued...