At the foot of Mount Emei, the other courtyard of the Emei Sect: Qingyin Pavilion.
In front of the yard is a bamboo forest. Dense and sparse bamboos are scattered on the land. Occasionally there are raised rocks, allowing people to stand on them and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
There is a small stream in the bamboo forest with gurgling water. The sun peeks out from the mountains on the side. The warm sunlight shines down, forming patches of halo above the bamboo forest. Through the dense bamboo forest, it shines on the stream, as if even water droplets are there.
They all turned into gems of various colors, crystal clear.
Ding Minjun led his familiar junior sisters to line up early and wait respectfully at the intersection.
As a disciple whose lifelong dream is to be the leader, she will cherish any opportunity she has to perform in front of her master.
Not to mention, the junior sister she called has a close relationship with her, and will tell Master at the appropriate time about her excellent performance these days.
Compared to junior sister who can only rely on her master's name, she relies on herself!
Little Extinction? Hearing this nickname, Ding Minjun wanted to laugh a little.
The little junior sister is only thirteen years old, how much skill does she have? Can she beat one of her hands? Those people in the world have gone to the point of being shameless in order to flatter their master.
However, this also shows that after five years of seclusion, Master's skills have reached the pinnacle of the world.
You must know that in these days, celebrities from all walks of life have been visiting the other courtyard to give gifts. I heard from them that Master has not even drawn the Yitian Sword in the battle for more than half a year, so there is no one who can match him.
The master is so powerful now, she wants to take a closer look at who will dare to tell dirty jokes in front of her, make fun of herself, or even look at her lewdly.
Goug out the eyes of those dog men!
"Boom boom boom~"
Hearing the roar of horse hooves, Ding Minjun quickly raised his head.
At the end of the road, the master and the junior sister walked hand in hand, one step at a time, like gods and immortals, and the horses following behind were a little behind.
Ding Minjun is a little dazed.
What kind of light gong is this?
Moreover, the master and the junior sister have changed so much. The original master was full of evil spirits, his face was as frosty, his eyebrows were drooping, and his face was very strange, as if everyone owed her several hundred taels.
Now he looks like an eminent monk, with handsome features and kind eyes.
The little junior sister was originally cute and cute, but now her eyes are like daggers, with a cold light, and her eyes are constantly moving around her body, and even looking at her makes her heart beat fast.
Considering her level of performance, the other junior sisters were even worse. When the master came over, they all hurriedly bowed to him.
"Meet the Master."
"Senior Sister Ding, fellow senior sisters." Zhiruo obediently greeted her with her fists clasped.
Jiejie nodded: "Minjun, put the horses behind you and find some grooms. We in Emei also need to have our own horse farm."
In addition, there are medicinal materials and property on those horses that we received during this trip. Each of you will be given ten taels of silver, and the rest can be carried up the mountain.
Don’t touch the medicinal materials, they are of great use!”
"Yes, Master!" Ding Minjun glanced at the indifferent junior sister next to him and sighed in his heart.
She has given up her thoughts of fighting. This is also a poor girl.
A good little girl was led by her master and turned into a murderous butcher. When will there be a peaceful and prosperous age where everyone can lay down their weapons and live a good life?
At that time, when their girls were in their teens, they could only act coquettishly and cutely in their parents' arms. That would be great.
Seeing that Master was about to go back to the mountain directly, Ding Minjun said quickly: "Master, you are tired from the journey, why don't you take a rest in another garden, soak in the hot springs, and wash away the dust. Also, the bamboo shoots and tea in our Qingyin Pavilion are the best in Bashu.
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Extinction paused: "Then take a rest."
Ding Minjun was overjoyed. Sure enough, he was the one who understood Master best.
I took another look at the little girl next to me. She has been traveling around the world for so long, and her skin is still so tender despite being exposed to wind and sun. It seems that she has not endured much hardship, and she often worries the master.
What does she compare herself to?
"Junior sisters, come, catch your horses and pack your things." Ding Minjun greeted.
Miejie slowly walked into the other courtyard with Zhiruo.
Ding Minjun also followed, took a look behind the junior sister, and was surprised: "Little junior sister, where is the Yitian Sword?"
Zhiruo turned around and looked at Ding Minjun.
Ding Minjun felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that at this moment, his whole body was being seen through by his junior sister. He even felt that because he was in a hurry today, he was not wearing any underwear and was discovered by his junior sister.
"Senior Sister Ding, without that sword, Master can still defeat the enemy!" Zhiruo explained.
Ding Minjun:
In the hot spring bath, Ding Minjun was wearing obscene clothes and was carefully massaging Mie Mie according to his family's techniques, while Zhiruo was using the same techniques to please the little yellow cat.
The Buyuan Pill is going to be refined soon, and when the time comes, we have to ask someone to provide the main ingredient.
"Master, recently many forces have come to other courtyards. They want to establish a Bashu alliance with our Emei sect. We will allocate business together, and then make it bigger and stronger, and make peace and wealth. What do you think?" Ding Minjun said carefully.
Jiejie pondered for a moment: "No need, we are just a martial arts sect, and all the sects are women, so why do we need such a big business?
In the future, if a certain generation of leaders fails to live up to expectations, won't they become the target of public criticism if their business is too big?"
"Besides, we are an upright martial arts sect. Don't you know the faces of those businessmen? They do one thing in front of their faces and another behind their backs. Maybe they use the name of my Emei sect to hide their corruption."
"Yes, Master!" Ding Minjun said a little embarrassed: "But, Master, if we don't become allies with those people, will those forces be unhappy?
When the time comes, will the business of our uncles and uncles be in embarrassment?"
Jiejie smiled and said: "Zhiruo, as monks, what we want is the purity of the six roots. So what should we do to keep the six roots pure and get rid of worries?"
Zhi Ruosu paused with her hands and raised her head. There seemed to be a chill flowing through the hot spring: "The sword of wisdom cuts off all the troubles and kills all the people who trouble us. Then the six roots will be pure!"
Little yellow cat:???
Ding Minjun:
Aren’t we reading a Buddhist scripture?
…
Emei Sect, foot of the mountain.
The two masters and apprentices looked up at the mountain. The bluestone slabs cut from the mountain were climbed up the stairs and fit perfectly.
The bluestone slab is smooth and bright, with neat non-slip carvings. At a glance, the bluestone stairs extend to the end of the clouds, seeming to be a ladder to heaven.
Surrounding the stairs are cliffs thousands of feet high, so dangerous. Of course, the Emei Sect has never worried about being attacked by a large army.
Walking up the stairs, Mie Mie suddenly asked: "Zhiruo, which senior sister do you think is suitable to be the head of our Emei Sect?"
Zhiruo was secretly using her little finger to wet the saliva of the sleeping little yellow cat with its arms and legs spread out. After hearing this, she thought for a moment: Master, what I saw when I went out this time was that the people were in dire straits and the Yuan Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent.
Moreover, in the four lands of the Great Yuan Dynasty, heroes are rising together and wars are going on everywhere. It should be that troubled times are coming.
In such a situation, if the master just wants to preserve Emei, he can choose Senior Sister Jingxuan. If he wants to develop the Emei Sect to a level comparable to Shaolin and Wudang, he has to help the dragon rise.
There should be no one among the senior sisters who can shoulder this important task."
Jiejie nodded. Shaolin and Wudang are so popular, and they are inseparable from word of mouth among people in the world.
But why are they so popular?
Because there are many masters in Shaolin and Wudang, and all of them are top-notch in the world, they will naturally be respected by the world. The more powerful they are, the less shameful they will be if they give in or lose.
And she, Emei, is a girl now, so she is naturally prone to gossiping about chastity and morality. If she wants to gain a foothold in the world, she needs to pay more.
Maybe what Zhiruo said makes sense. They are all women. If they develop to the level of Shaolin and Wudang, in the future, if a certain generation of leaders fails, they will easily become the target of public criticism and disappear in a flash.
However, she was unwilling to do so.
"Zhiruo, what do you think of Senior Sister Ding?" Miejie asked.
Zhiruo carefully stuffed back the tongue that was sleeping like a dead pig in her arms, and pondered for a moment.
"Senior Sister Ding comes from a wealthy family and treats people calmly and decently. She is also suitable to be the head of Emei.
But I have never suffered any setbacks, and my personality is simple, so I can easily be taken advantage of by those who want to drag my Emei faction into the deep pool of world hegemony."
Miejie frowned, remained silent, and finally looked at his little apprentice. He was only thirteen years old, and he was very tall and graceful. The key was that he had reached the pinnacle of martial arts and was no longer beneath her.
After thinking for a while, Miejie shook his head: "Zhiruo, during this time, read more Buddhist scriptures to get rid of the murderous spirit in your heart. We Buddhists should be compassionate and compassionate."
Miao Le:???
"Yes, Master!" Zhiruo replied respectfully.
Her main tasks now are to refine elixirs, take elixirs, and practice kung fu. When her kung fu is perfected, she will ride on Lele.
A girl's revenge will never happen overnight!
She can lick this cat!
…
In the Zen room, Jiejie stood in front of the desk, pondered for a while and began to write a letter.
The first thing I said when I raised my head was: Yang Xiao personally opened the door.
This trip to the foot of the mountain lasted for more than half a year, and she could be said to have traveled all over Bashu. Because she had achieved success in cultivation and had hope for revenge, she saw many other things.
The people of the Han family were bullied so miserably!
Everyone farmed all year round, but they had nothing to eat or drink. Even their newlywed wives had to be given away to the so-called superiors as an insult.
Some people are beaten to death in the street, just like a dog being beaten to death. It is good to pay some money, and some even ask their family members to compensate the nobles.
Because even though the man was dead, he bumped into the noble man and made the noble man unhappy.
As for the Ming Cult, there were many people who killed good people and took credit, and even bullied the people together with local big families. But there were also many people with lofty ideals who fought against Yuan Ting and asked for life for the people.
Therefore, for her own selfish reasons, Jue Jue believed that there was no need to put her and Yang Xiao's hatred on those Mingjiao disciples.
Every injustice has its owner, every debt has its owner!
But Yang Xiao has been hiding in the Ming Cult's Guangmingding for these years. If she doesn't come out, it is naturally impossible for her to take revenge alone.
This letter was a declaration of war between her and Yang Xiao: fight alone, life or death!
She wanted everyone in the world to know that her senior brother's defeat to Yang Xiao was not because she was not good at Emei martial arts, but because her senior brother had not practiced well enough.
The Emei Sect is not weaker than others!
…
When the disciples were staying, Zhiruo returned to the room, quickly opened her treasure box and put several large ingots of silver in her arms into it.
Then he looked at it with satisfaction and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
We are rich people too!
When the Buyuan Dan is made later, her strength will become stronger and stronger, and she will earn more and more money.
The girl silently put her little finger on her mouth and calculated for a while, and finally she felt happy.
In this way, no matter how hard Lele eats, she can still afford it!
Huh! How dare you look down on your own earning power after seeing Lele! Thinking of this, Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled proudly, like a little fox who had stolen something.
"Bah chi, bah chi~"
Hearing the sound, the girl turned her head and her face froze.
The little yellow cat was eating another Polygonum multiflorum root found somewhere. It was human-shaped and thick. It was estimated to be over a hundred years old.
With the way he eats, let alone her, even the emperor can't afford it, right?
After pondering for a moment, the girl reacted and rushed over.
"Ah, Lele, it's such a waste to eat this like this!"
"Meow!" the little yellow cat bared its teeth.
How shameless, a mere servant snatched my food!
But the girl ignored it and grasped the root of the medicinal material with all her strength. She was so distressed that she almost shed tears. How many tonic pills can be refined from such a big root of Polygonum multiflorum.
"Lele, good Lele, can you please relax your mouth? I will give you the Buyuan Dan later." The girl said flatteringly.
"Woo!" The little yellow cat opened its eyes wide and let out a threatening cry.
For hundreds of years, nothing that came into his mouth was given away!
Zhiruo Wuliu's eyes rolled, and her voice was low and seductive: "Lele, I heard that my senior sister Bei Jinyi is back. Her reputation is famous in the world.
And I heard from the senior sisters that her name and body have meanings. I will take you to take a bath with her tonight!"
The little yellow cat has a crooked mouth.
Haha! What do you think my little yellow cat is?
Let me tell you, my little yellow cat doesn't have many merits, but the most important one is that I don't eat alone.
Isn’t it just Polygonum multiflorum? Here you go, eat as much as you like! If it’s not enough, there are more in the mountains. I’ll pick them up for you!
Zhiruo:.
Holding the Polygonum multiflorum that was easily obtained in her hand, the girl felt a trace of guilt in her heart, and then she went away and began to make plans.
In addition to Bei Jinyi, Master also has several senior sisters who are not ordained: Su Mengqing, Zhao Lingzhu, Li Mingxia... I can still sell them several times.
Earn blood!
The girl's big black eyes met the long-awaited big blue eyes next to her, showing a friendly and happy smile: Hehe.
Little yellow cat:???
This guy seems a bit silly.
…
Early the next morning, in the Zen room.
Bei Jinyi knocked on the door and entered the room, clasping her fists and bowing: "Master, are you looking for me?"
Mie Mie was making a strange gesture and kept saying: "There is a letter on the desk. You should send it to Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Ming Cult of Light."
Bei Jinyi was stunned, then walked to the desk, and saw a big word "war" printed on the envelope, which showed her sharpness.
Although Mingjiao is dangerous, it is hard to disobey the master's orders.
"Yes!" Bei Jinyi said, cupping her fists.
"When you go to Mingjiao, you must first ensure your own safety, and secondly, if possible, see how Yang Buhui is doing. If he is worse than a pig or a dog, find a way to bring him back to Mount Emei.
The heirs of my disciple, Jue Jue, will not be bullied by others!" Jue Jue said coldly.
Bei Jinyi was stunned. It was really the same as what the senior sisters said in the hot spring last night. Master's personality seemed to have changed drastically.
"yes!"
The apprentice left, and Jiejie stopped practicing and sat cross-legged on the ground with a complicated expression.
She couldn't believe it when she heard that her beloved disciple Ji Xiaofu, the future heir of Emei and the fiancée of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, had given birth to a child for Emei's great enemy: Yang Xiao, the Light Envoy of the Demon Cult.
Yang Buhui? If this name spreads, it can be said that Wudang and Emei will be discredited.
She couldn't figure out why the apprentice she had taught since she was a child would do such a thing, and she was even more unwilling to persuade her to return from her lost ways.
Is that man that good?
Then why didn't you look for her for two whole years? You didn't even want to send someone to look for her?
