Kunlun Mountain has a towering terrain, a cold and humid climate, rolling mountains, and abrupt snow-capped peaks.
Mingjiao.
On the top of the light, the holy fire is blazing.
In the study, there sat a middle-aged scholar wearing a white coarse robe. He was about forty years old. He had a handsome appearance, but his eyebrows were slightly drooped and there were a few deep wrinkles around his mouth, which gave him a slightly aged and miserable look.
The scholar remained silent and indifferent, as if his mind was far away and he was thinking about something.
There is a letter placed on the desk, with a big word "war" written on it, blood red and sharp.
Back then, he and Ji Xiaofu thought they had an overnight romance, but who knew that the woman would risk the world's disapproval to give birth to a daughter for her, which ultimately led to a big mistake.
He also knew the Kungfu of Extermination, and his swordsmanship was good, but in his eyes, it relied more on the power of the Yitian Sword, which was powerful and indestructible.
But it just so happens that he knows the Kung Fu: The Great Shift of the Universe, and he is very restrained in this kind of Kung Fu that opens and closes. If he were to fight against that extinction, he was confident that he could seize the sword in thirty moves or something like that.
But, is it necessary?
The Emei Sect was founded by Grandmaster Guo Xiang, and his Kung Fu skills such as finger snapping and magical powers were learned from Taohua Island. The two families were originally close friends.
In the end, because he was young and energetic at the time, he made rude remarks, and Gu Hongzi was too temperamental, which led to a complete breakup with Emei.
He just couldn't figure it out, wasn't he just saying that he couldn't do it in front of Gu Hongzi's junior sisters? How could he be so angry to death!
If you're not good at martial arts, practice hard and you'll catch up! What's the use of being angry?
Throwing the gauntlet aside casually, Yang Xiao continued to deal with the affairs at hand.
If he can't afford to offend him, he can't afford to hide?
If he wins, the Jianghu people will say that he bullies other women, but if he loses, it will be even more embarrassing. He is a dignified and bright leftist who can't even beat an old nun.
He didn't believe that Jiejie was willing to go all the way, more than two thousand miles, to come to Mingjiao to kill him.
Besides, even if she comes, there are thousands of disciples and masters here at the Mingjiao Headquarters, and she won’t be able to get there.
Foolproof!
Yang Xiao is very confident in his own safety.
…
Mingjiao backyard.
"Pah, pah~" A little girl was beating several maids.
"Ah, miss, please spare my life!" the maid screamed.
"You losers, you can't even serve others well, what use do I need from you?" The girl has a slender figure and pretty appearance, but she beats people without mercy.
Bei Jinyi walked in, frowning slightly.
"Who are you? You are not the assassin who came to kill my father, are you?" The girl looked at Bei Jinyi and said arrogantly.
Bei Jinyi shook her head, this Yang Xiao raised her daughter to be like this, what is the difference between this and a female ruffian?
She is still a little junior sister, well-behaved, soft and sweet.
"I am your mother's junior sister. If you feel uncomfortable staying here, I can take you back to Emei." Bei Jinyi explained.
When Yang Buhui heard this, his face suddenly became clear.
"Emei faction? Haha, take me back, and then beat me to death with a slap like my mother?"
Oh, by the way, I remember you, you are Aunt Bei. If you hadn't begged for mercy, I would have been beaten to death by that old witch.
Go away, go back and tell the old witch that when I practice well, I will seek revenge on her!
At that time, I will also make her kneel on the ground like that year, begging me to spare her life!" Yang Buhui gritted his teeth.
Bei Jinyi sighed: "If you don't regret it, how long will it take to retaliate? Besides, your mother knew she was wrong and voluntarily died.
Have you forgotten that the master had already given her the right to step down? As long as she is willing to come to Mingjiao and protected by Yang Xiao, how can the master kill her?"
"Pa~" Yang Buhui struck the ground with his whip.
"Stop talking! Will you die willingly? How could she volunteer if she has me? It's not because of that old witch.
The grace of nurturing and teaching, weighed down by these, my mother never had a good night's sleep! She was fine, she just left, what about me?
If Brother Wuji hadn't sent me here, has she thought about what would have happened to me as a little girl outside? Have you thought about it? Has the old witch thought about it?
She and I are at odds with each other!"
Bei Jinyi sighed, turned and left.
This world is going to drive everyone crazy.
…
Emei, disciple's residence, bed.
The bedding on the bed has been changed from coarse linen quilts to silk quilts, which are stuffed with animal down, which is warm and soft, and the quality of sleep has been greatly improved.
Holding the little yellow cat in her arms, Zhiruo stretched out her arm, pointed at a tiny red dot on it, and said softly: "Lele, have you seen this?"
If you look carefully at the little yellow cat, you will see that its hands are like catkins and its face is like Shunhua. Its wrists are white and fleshy, thin and round without any joints.
This is a good hand! It would be a pity not to use it for homework.
The girl rolled her eyes and was very proud: "Let me tell you, this is called Shou Gong Sand. My master ordered it for me today. It represents purity and holiness."
The little yellow cat was stunned for a moment, then came up and licked it, but the little red dot was still there.
The girl's body trembled slightly and she felt a little itchy.
"Look, Lele, I ordered this gongshu sand specially for you. It means that I will protect you like a jade in the future." The girl approached the little yellow cat's head and said seriously.
Miao Le looked up. He was wearing a pink bellyband at night when shoveling shit. His mouth was like red vermilion, and the empty valley was orchid, so charming.
When he met those tender and charming eyes again, his heart immediately started to sound alarming.
There is a conspiracy!
"Meow~" the little yellow cat meowed softly.
But he still fell. This guy is so good at shoveling shit.
The girl smiled foolishly: "Well, Lele, you don't want me to die so young. Give me some of that Bu Yuan Dan, and I will work hard to practice, live forever, and eat, drink and have fun with you every day."
Miao Le grinned, it turned out to be just such a small thing.
"Meow~"
It's all yours.
"Okay, Lele, you are so kind! But, Lele, look, we only have this little medicine. We can refine it at most a few dozen Yuan-Building Pills and it will be gone. Why don't you go to the mountains to find more main medicine.
In this way, when I become stronger, I will definitely recruit more beautiful little apprentices to serve you." The girl continued to seduce.
The little yellow cat fell into deep thought, little apprentice, will he be as cute as the poop shoveler when he was a child? Or several of them! It really makes the cat's heart beat.
"Meow~"
Okay, I will go out to play later and bring you some medicinal materials.
"Ah, Lele, I love you so much, look..."
The next morning, Zhiruo happily went to do her morning classes. The little yellow cat sat on the desk, looking at the densely packed commitments she signed last night, in a daze.
It seems like you were poisoned last night?
This human race's medical skills are really profound and profound, and they are hard to guard against. If you are not careful, you will be fascinated by it. You must pay attention to it in the future!
No, even if it is written into the family tree, some descendants of the Tmall tribe must be warned.
If you can trick him into looking for medicine today, you might be able to trick him out of his body tomorrow! You might even end up becoming someone else's slave.
The ancestor of Meow Hei is indeed right, the more beautiful the shit shovel is, the more dangerous it is!
…
There are no years in the mountains, and there are no battles.
Zhou Zhiruo practiced various moves with Da Mao in her dreams at night, mastering the secrets of using and transforming various powers. During the day, she studied medical books and various classics, and her internal power increased every moment.
There are poems in the book, and the book is full of charm. As she concentrates on reading, the evil spirit in the girl gradually subsides, making her beautiful, dignified, and lovable.
As her medical skills increased, Jinghui simply added a new clinic for her. If a patient came for treatment, the consultation fees would be borne by her.
However, when it comes to treating diseases, it depends more on word of mouth. Even though Jing Hui has told her benefactor clearly that this junior sister's medical skills are no longer inferior to hers, no one has yet come to see her for medical treatment.
Zhiruo is not in a hurry. She sits alone in front of the medical record, drinking tea, reading, and petting the little yellow cat. Her life is pleasant. Although she has not earned a penny so far, she has paid for the desk, chair, and bench.
As for whether it was unseemly for her, a great martial arts master, to personally treat people's illnesses and make money, Zhiruo didn't think so.
Walking down the mountain, she understood many things, including one thing.
There is no decent way to make money in the world. Only by making money can you live a decent life!
"Hey, let's see who this is, little master Zhiruo. I haven't seen you for a while, and he's looking pretty again. Look at his face, I guess he can pinch his face." Mrs. Ming came in and teased.
Zhiruo put down the book and smiled: "Mrs. Ming."
Mrs. Ming sat down in front of the medical case and stretched out her wrist: "Come, Master Jinghui is busy over there. She recommended me to come to you. Please help me take a look."
Zhiruo also sat down and stretched out her slender hand to feel her pulse.
Mrs. Ming looked at this Zhiruo up and down, and she became more and more satisfied with it. She had a top-notch figure and good medical skills. When she saw the gonggong sand on the girl's wrist, her eyes lit up even more.
This Emei sect has always had a good reputation in the world for being clean and polite. If a family can marry a girl from the Emei sect, it will be like smoke rising from their ancestral graves and they will be able to show off for a long time.
"Mrs. Ming, your pulse is even and strong, you should be in good health." Zhiruo was a little surprised.
Why does this healthy person come to see a doctor? This is the habit of rich people?
Mrs. Ming smiled and said: "Master Zhiruo, do you have an engagement or a sweetheart?"
Zhiruo was stunned and shook her head: "No."
"Oh, that's just right. Otherwise, you can marry into the Ming family. Although I am a concubine, I promise you that I will never treat you badly, and there will be no shortage of three letters and six jobs." Mrs. Ming promised.
The Ming family was a gentry family, so it was naturally impossible for them to marry a woman from the world as their official wife, but with her care, even if it were a concubine, there would be countless women fighting over her.
And if Zhiruo marries into the Ming family, wouldn't these magical prescriptions in Emei also belong to the Ming family? This is a win-win situation.
Mrs. Ming calculated a lot.
When talking about her marriage, Zhiruo was a little shy, but she still said seriously: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ming, Zhiruo has decided to be with Master, accompanied by the Green Lantern and Ancient Buddha, and no longer be stained by the world of mortals."
Mrs. Ming was stunned, she was actually rejected? What good is it to be a nun? She only has a meager diet every day.
Looking at the little yellow cat snoring in the girl's arms, she was even a little dissatisfied.
Could it be that his ambitious son was inferior to a cat?
"Then forget it!" Mrs. Ming's face looked a little bad, but she didn't say much.
Everyone chooses their own path. I hope this little girl will not regret it when she is old and alone.
There are not many people in the world who can enjoy their old age peacefully.
…
Buddhist temple.
Bei Jinyi stood respectfully in front of Miejie: "Master, this is Yang Xiao's reply to you."
Miejie took the letter, tore it open casually, glanced at it twice, and sneered: "Humph! I don't know how to appreciate it!"
When his apprentice left, he glared sharply, spat out his strength, and the letter in his hand turned into ashes and rustled down.
He casually picked up a red cloud-patterned elixir on the table and took it. Miejie's face turned rosy, and he quickly meditated and adjusted his breath.
After a long time, I opened my eyes again, and I was a little hesitant.
Should she kill Guangmingding directly now, or wait until her strength reaches a limit and then kill Guangmingding?
Think about it for a moment, make up your mind, wait and see.
Originally, she was prepared to come directly to challenge, but Zhiruo came up with a new medicine. After personal testing, she found that as long as this medicine is taken for a long time, her strength can continue to increase greatly.
In this way, she has a greater chance of defeating Yang Xiao. Besides, the Bright Summit is the chief rudder of the Ming Cult, the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. Her life and death are uncertain if she goes there.
Let's wait until Zhiruo grows up.
Do the math, with Zhiruo's current strength growth rate, not counting the cat, not counting that amazing power, not counting that amazing internal force, it would still take a few years before she could crush herself in terms of moves.
Well, I guess before I turned 18, I was number one in Emei in a certain aspect.
Extinction is very confident in its own strength.
Then just wait!
…
In the hospital, Zhiruo was reading quietly, but a golden hair was spinning around her body under the control of her strength.
The little yellow cat jumped up and down on her body, chasing the golden thread, having great fun.
The girl smiled from time to time and was as beautiful as a picture.
"Where is Junior Sister Zhiruo?" Jingxu, the director of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, came in and greeted her warmly.
Zhiruo suddenly became alert, this smile was exactly the same as when she was doing Lele routine!
"Sister, is something wrong?"
Jingxu said with a smile: "Junior sister is really smart. She knew something was wrong as soon as I came in. It's like this. Something happened at home recently, and all the money was spent.
Tiankui will be here in a few days. I heard that junior sister, you have a lot of money now. I can borrow ten cents and I will buy menstrual cloth."
Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief and said generously: "It's a small matter."
Then he took out an exquisite purse from his waist, with a vivid golden kitten embroidered on it.
Opening her purse, Zhiruo lined up ten pieces of money, counted it back and forth twice, and handed it to Jingxu: "Senior sister, here it is."
"That's right, it's not in vain for Senior Sister to love you so much, let's go!" Jingxu left happily.
Since the last extinct trip down the mountain, the warehouses on Mount Emei have been stocking up on all kinds of necessities: medicine, food, cotton, weapons, water, rolling logs, big rocks, etc.
As a disciple, you can directly use your money to buy some cotton and cotton cloth at a reasonable price and make your own menstrual cloth, without having to travel down the mountain, saving everyone a lot of trouble.
After the senior sister left, Zhiruo carefully counted the money in her purse, tied it up, and put it around her waist.
This is money earned by my own skills! I have to save some money and go down the mountain to buy candied haws when I have the opportunity to eat, one for her and one for Lele.
In the evening, Jingxuan, the sect's chief steward, distributed monthly reports to everyone based on their contributions. Senior Sister Jingxu was the icon administrator and naturally had money to take, so she paid Zhou Zhiruo's money back.
Looking at the ten cents of money in her hand, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She held the little yellow cat running around on her lap and held down its restless tail that kept trying to explore the skirt.
The girl was very confused: "Lele, senior sister borrowed my money to buy things, but the money was returned to me. She got the things for free?"
