As evening approaches, the mountains are covered with mist, which is mysterious and mysterious. Gradually, the fog becomes thicker and thicker, and the mountains are covered with white snow.
Looking down from the mountainside, you can't see the bottom of the valley at a glance, and the fog locks the top of the mountain.
Zhang Wuji glanced at his uncle and his sixth uncle. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
You must know that the third uncle, Yu Daiyan, was harmed by the master of the Ziwei Hall of the Tianying Sect, that is, his mother. This directly caused the third uncle to be injured by strong finger force, causing his limbs to become paralyzed.
The wife of Sixth Master Uncle was also robbed by Mingjiao Yang Xiao, and later she was deceived into innocent body by smooth talk, and then she was ruthlessly abandoned.
But Zhang Wuji really couldn't bear to see these martyrs die innocently and miserably.
And speaking of it, his father Zhang Wuxia of Wudang and his mother, the master of the Ziwei Hall of the Tianying Sect, and the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, one of the four Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect, accidentally ended up on a deserted island and became brothers and sisters of the opposite sex.
His parents couldn't help themselves and gave birth to him on a desert island.
Because of this, his mother was quite involved with the Devil's Cult. He had heard the name of the Devil's Cult since he was a child and had a lot of favorable impressions. However, whenever he asked more questions, his parents would not like it.
When asked about the demon sect of his adoptive father, he would either be in a daze or suddenly become furious. Therefore, he was always confused about what the demon sect was about.
Later, he was followed by Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng, who also hated the Demon Cult deeply. Whenever he mentioned it, he earnestly warned him not to associate with people from the Demon Cult.
However, Zhang Wuji later met Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu, Chang Yuchun, Xu Da, Zhu Yuanzhang and other heroes, all of whom were members of the Demon Cult. These people were generous and righteous, and they were not necessarily evil people. It was just that their actions were clandestine, and outsiders looked at them as incomprehensible.
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"Wuji, stop messing around and come with me!" Song Yuanqiao looked a little confused when faced with the teasing from the heads of the righteous factions.
Zhang Wuji ignored it and turned directly to the heroes of the righteous path, clasping his fists and saying: "Everyone, heroes, although I am a nobody, we all have parents, wives and children, so why bother fighting like this?
Why don't you stop fighting and reveal the grudges of the past?"
Ding Minjun finally couldn't help it and stood up.
After practicing hard for many years behind my junior sister, I thought I would be able to make a big splash when I came out this time, but in the end, other junior sisters and senior sisters swept through thousands of troops on the battlefield with their extraordinary powers.
Now even an unknown person dares to come out and steal the show.
"Haha, you want us to stop fighting with just one word from a brat like you? Are you the supreme martial arts master?" Ding Minjun mocked.
Zhang Wuji had a thought in his mind and asked: "Excuse me, what if I am the supreme martial arts master?"
Ding Minjun smiled and said: "Even if you have the dragon-slaying knife in your hand, you have to compete with my master's Heavenly Sword first. If you really become the supreme master of the martial arts world, it won't be too late to give orders at that time."
The Emei disciples all laughed when they heard their senior sister sneer at Zhang Wuji, and many people from other sects also laughed in agreement.
Song Yuanqiao was very helpless. It would be great if Zhang Wuji was his son. It would be easy to fight and he would have an explanation with his master when he goes back.
Song Qingshu on the side was also quite speechless.
Given Zhang Wuji's status and age, it was extremely unworthy of him to say "strike". Hearing everyone's ridicule, he immediately blushed, but he couldn't help but say:
"Senior Sister Ding, Master Jiejie, you Emei sect are originally monks, why don't you be merciful and let them go?"
Master Miejie's face was dull and he said coldly: "Good boy, do I need you to teach me a lesson? Since you want to save these people, well, if you can catch my three palms, I will let these people go."
Zhang Wuji was silent for a moment and said seriously: "Master, the gap between you and me is like a firefly and a bright sun, but I am still willing to learn from you. I just ask you to be compassionate and consider the virtue of God's good life."
Song Yuanqiao was helpless. Even his master's century-old skills would not dare to withstand Master Miejie's three palms. This kid not only wanted to die, but also wanted to drag his Wudang into trouble.
If he wasn't so similar to the fifth junior brother, he would have thought that this guy was an undercover agent of the Demon Sect.
"Master, please show mercy!" Song Yuanqiao still begged.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang have a deep friendship, and even if Wudang's reputation is damaged, he can't just watch his junior brother's son suffer any damage.
Jiejie looked at Song Yuanqiao's pleading eyes and pondered for a moment. He thought of the relationship between Emei and Wudang, and it was difficult to refute the face of the head of 'Song Yuanqiao'.
"You are a junior, and I will not bully the younger ones. In this way, as long as you can take three palms from my youngest disciple, I, the Emei Sect, will let these monsters go!" Miejie said with a smile.
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang, Chang Yuchun and others looked happy. It was Wudang, their face was big enough, they seemed to have saved a small life.
Who wants to die if you can live?
"Zhiruo, come out and learn the martial arts from Mr. Zhang!" Miejie shouted.
Zhang Wuji thought of the scene where Junior Sister Zhiruo fought one against a hundred, and his heart sank, and then he quickly comforted himself in his heart, maybe Junior Sister is specialized in hidden weapons. And with his current internal strength, as long as he is not facing a magic weapon, it won't be a big problem!
Let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the mountains. Let him be unruly, let him be unruly, the bright moon shines on the river. If he is cruel, he will be evil, but I will be full of energy.
"yes!"
Then in the eyes of everyone, a girl stood up, her skin was as radiant as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water.
Everyone was amazed when they saw this girl. Even Zhu Yuanzhang, who was well-informed, was stunned for a moment. This girl's face was so beautiful that she was as beautiful as a pearl. She was as beautiful as a jade, and there was a faint trace of books between her eyebrows.
of fresh air.
Absolutely beautiful.
Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward, clasped her fists, and said sharply: "Master Zhang, please enlighten me!"
Zhang Wuji clasped his fists: "Junior sister, this is where justice lies. Today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"
After speaking, he held his head high and his chest high, thinking that he was very magnanimous.
Zhiruo smiled, moved her right hand together, and noticed that Zhang Wuji had everyone behind him, especially Chang Yuchun, who stayed for a moment.
If Chang Yuchun hadn't taken the son of the anti-Yuan martyr Zhou Ziwang on her family's boat, her whole family would not have been killed by Yuan soldiers.
But after her parents were killed by Yuan Bing, she was also rescued by Zhang Sanfeng, and Wudang was instrumental in saving her life.
Thinking of the immortal Zhang Zhenren in the past, Zhiruo sighed in her heart, withdrew 90% of her internal energy and strength, her aura suddenly disappeared, and she attacked Zhang Wuji's chest.
Zhang Wuji, Zhu Yuanzhang and others behind him still had good eyesight, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, they were saved!
"Buzz~"
When that slender hand touched Zhang Wuji's chest, the air around him seemed to shake.
Zhang Wuji only felt a mighty and powerful attack, like a mountain hitting his chest. The strong internal energy in his body was crushed to pieces. The whole person had almost no resistance, and his body was like a bundle of straw, floating in the air.
It flew out smoothly.
"Bang~"
He fell heavily to the ground and lay motionless in the sand, seemingly dead.
Zhu Yuanzhang:???
Chang Yuchun:???
Little brother, get up!
The onlookers fell silent immediately.
Song Yuanqiao panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and then began to help transfer the true energy.
After a long time, Zhang Wuji's back moved, and he struggled to sit up slowly. However, his elbows were about a foot high, and he suddenly couldn't hold on anymore. A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down again.
He was so drowsy that he just wanted to lie motionless, but he still remembered that he still had two slaps to spare and could not save the lives of the righteous men of the Ming Cult.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Wuji struggled hard to get up. Not to mention saving people at this moment, if he was slapped by a little girl and couldn't stand up, others would suddenly realize it when he signed up in the arena in the future.
Are you the one who couldn't bear the slap from that pretty girl from Emei?
How can you be a human being then?
When everyone saw that his body was trembling and he could fall down again at any time, they immediately held their breath and watched. Although there were hundreds of people around, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
In this moment of complete silence, Zhang Wuji suddenly remembered again a few words from the Nine Yang Sutra, which he practiced in his secret art: "Let him be strong by his own strength, and the breeze will blow over the hills..."
With sister Zhiruo's tyrannical skills, she is definitely not her enemy. According to the essence of the Nine Suns Manual, it seems that no matter how strong or vicious the enemy is, you can treat him as if the breeze blows on the mountain or the bright moon reflects on the river.
My body cannot be damaged at all.
But how can I avoid harming my body? The following scripture says: "He is cruel to himself, and he is evil to himself, but I am full of sincerity."
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji suddenly realized something in his heart. He sat cross-legged and prepared to adjust his breath according to the method shown in the sutra.
After a while.
"Pfft~" Zhang Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood again and fell to the ground.
It was a good thing that he didn't adjust his breath. When he adjusted his breath, he noticed that there was a strange true energy that was as solid as a sword entrenched in his body. The true energy flowed, causing the alien true energy to explode. It was almost as if it was devastating, directly knocking out the rich true energy in his body.
scattered.
"Hoo, ho, ho~" Zhang Wuji, who was on the ground, took a deep breath and felt that the power in his body seemed to be withdrawing little by little. Zhu Yuanzhang and Chang Yuchun behind him felt a chill in their hearts.
Brother, if you are such a good person, why do you still have to show off?
Ding Minjun looked amused: "Mr. Zhang, I still have two palms left. If you can't hold on, just say so."
"I, I" Zhang Wuji tried hard to say a complete sentence, but he felt that his body was no longer his.
At this moment, he truly understood what his master said: There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!
Zhu Yuanzhang looked anxiously behind him, but seeing that Wudang and Song Yuanqiao were unable to do anything, he knew that he and others were now at a critical moment of life and death.
Could it be that Zhu Yuanzhang's life could only depend on whether a little guy persisted or not?
No, man can conquer heaven!
After thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "Little brother, you don't have to be brave anymore. My brothers and I all know your intentions. But when we stood against the Great Yuan, we were already ready to sacrifice our lives for righteousness.
How could our Han family fall into the hands of those Tatars and barbarians who drink hair and blood?
Now it falls into the hands of the Emei masters. It is because of our lack of strength. No one can blame us. It is absolutely impossible for us to grovel and surrender!
Little brother, go back and go to Daxia Song. We deeply appreciate your great virtue! You are a hero and righteous, everyone admires you. You must not receive the remaining two slaps again.
My brothers and I died for the great cause of our Han family, and even though we died, it was an honor! At most, we were dead. Eighteen years later, if this country is still in the hands of the tyrants, we will raise the flag of rebellion again and fight for our Han family.
The people demand justice!"
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke so generously that everyone in the audience was moved. Some even wondered whether they had hit the wrong person.
Maybe there are many good people in this Ming Cult.
The brothers of Mingjiao were also made red-eyed by Zhu Yuanzhang's words. What they did was not only for their own glory, wealth and women, but also for the common people of the Han family?
Why don't others understand?
"Yes, little brother, go back!"
"Go back~"
"Ahem~" Zhang Wuji coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood: "Brother Zhu, stop talking, there are still two palms left!"
As he spoke, Zhang Wuji slowly moved forward step by step, standing unsteadily and apparently relying on his own breath to hold on.
Onlookers could not help but secretly admire Zhang Wuji's chivalrous heart and Zhu Yuanzhang's generous request for death, and some even exclaimed.
After a long while, Zhang Wuji came to Zhou Zhiruo again and took two breaths: "Junior sister Zhizhiruo, there are still two more~" Before he could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he collapsed to the ground again.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned, and a wall of air rose in front of her to block the blood.
Is this what Lele is talking about?
When the onlookers saw the one-foot wall of energy in front of the girl, they were all horrified.
How deep the skill must be to have such a magical effect?
This Emei is really unfathomable!
Even Song Yuanqiao was stunned. His master, Zhang Zhenren, who had suppressed the world for decades and was like a god, seemed to be able to achieve this magical scene.
The key thing is how old is this little girl? Is there really a heavenly being in this world who is born to know it?
The one who followed was filled with a knot in his heart.
I should no longer be the number one in Emei!
Everyone in the Ming Cult was forced to tap their acupoints and restrained them, unable to move. However, when they saw the little brother fall to the ground, Zhu Yuanzhang spurted out a mouthful of blood and was finally able to move.
Everyone was stunned. One was impressed by this person's skill. In addition, if you forcefully open the meridians like this, there will definitely be some damage, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to make progress in the future.
Zhu Yuanzhang stepped forward and helped Zhang Wuji up: "Brother Wuji, you are still young, why do our brothers need you to sacrifice your life to save us.
Isn’t that just surrender?
I, the master of Fengyang Branch Altar of Mingjiao, Zhu Yuanzhang, swear that from today on I will never step into Guangmingding again. If I violate this oath, I will be punished by heaven and earth!
I only hope that you heroes can let my brother Wuji go."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, he looked at everyone, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Obviously in order to save this little brother's life, he was willing to give up his dignity.
Respectable and admirable!
After hearing this, Chang Yuchun and others behind them hurriedly swore loudly, and some even cried bitterly. It was obvious that these words betrayed their most fanatical beliefs and they were heartbroken.
"I Chang Yuchun, Xu Da swears... I only hope that all the heroes can let my brother Wuji go!"
Zhang Wuji looked back at the Ming Cult brothers, his eyes were also red.
He hates himself so much, hates himself for being incompetent, hates himself for not practicing Qigong well in the past! So much so that today others have to give up their faith and dignity to save him.
Now the pressure came to Emei's side. Zhou Zhiruo was a little embarrassed and looked back at Mie Mie.
Miejie Shensi, as the leader of a sect, it is hard to take back what she says. Besides, these people were rescued by Wudang Zhang Wuji, so what does it have to do with her.
"Walk!"
Master Miejie waved his left hand, said nothing, and led the disciples away to the west.
Kunlun, Huashan, and Kongtong each sent people to follow him.
Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting quickly stepped forward to help their nephew.
"Wuji, are you okay?"
Zhang Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood again and said firmly: "No, it's okay."
Song Yuanqiao:
You are more arrogant than the master who misses the heroine Guo Xiang every day, but says that women will only affect the speed of drawing his sword.
After everyone left, the Tianying Cult members who were still unable to move said:
