Seeing the complicated look in her master's eyes, Zhou Zhiruo hugged the baby and knelt on the ground with a pop.
"You silly boy!"
Mie Mie sighed, "Now that you have the person you like, just ask him to be your teacher. Your teacher is not an immature person, so how can you do that kind of thing like beating a mandarin duck with a stick?"
"ah?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned and looked a little confused.
What kind of lover, what kind of stick to beat a mandarin duck?
She looked at Senior Brother Song who was standing next to her, and then at the baby girl in her arms. She raised her head and met her master's gaze with satisfaction and even a hint of encouragement.
At this moment, she seemed to understand something.
"Master, no, it's not what you think!"
Her face was crimson, but after all, the reputation of her daughter's family was involved, so she didn't care about her shyness at the moment, and briefly told her experience of how she got to know Senior Brother Song.
"So, this child is not yours?"
Mie Mie asked subconsciously, and then he couldn't help but laugh, "I'm really confused. You've only been down the mountain for less than a month, how can you give birth to a child?"
Although she smiled, she still felt somewhat regretful in her heart.
What a great marriage opportunity. Why didn’t Zhiruo, the child, seize the opportunity?
It is not a secret that Mie Mie wants to marry the Wudang Clan.
As early as more than ten years ago, Ji Xiaofu from her Emei sect was engaged to Yin Liting, one of the Six Heroes of Wudang.
It's a pity that the evil disciple Ji Xiaofu failed to live up to his expectations and fell in love with a member of the demon sect. She beat him to death with her own hands, and the engagement was shelved.
However, she did not give up on her desire to marry Wudang.
Especially in the past two years, as the name of Wudang disciple Song Qingshu became more and more famous, and he was vaguely said to be the number one in the younger generation of martial arts, Master Miejie began to think about marriage again.
If she wants to annihilate the demon sect, without the support of the Wudang sect, she simply cannot do it with the power of the Emei sect alone.
And if she is extinct, she will only have two major wishes in this life.
The first is to destroy the demon sect and avenge her senior brother who died at the hands of Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the demon sect.
The second is to expel the Mongolian Tatars and restore the Han Dynasty.
And how could she, an elderly nun, be able to fulfill these two wishes without the participation of the Wu-Tang Clan?
Although she has a bad reputation in the world and is violent and murderous, she still has this bit of self-awareness.
After all, she just has a bad temper, not a heartless one!
Previously, Ding Minjun learned that her beloved disciple Zhou Zhiruo had eloped with someone, and she was naturally furious.
A good apprentice who has been raised for more than ten years is beaten by a pig. Who can not be angry?
But now, after learning the true situation from her disciples, she felt regretful again.
How come Song Qingshu doesn’t know how to grow such a juicy cabbage?
If you don't agree, how can the two factions marry?
This time I came to Wudang Mountain as a guest to discuss marriage, but it didn't go well.
Regarding the marriage between the two factions, Song Yuanqiao, the eldest among the Wudang Seven Heroes, is happy to see it happen, but the others are not very interested.
That's all. The most difficult thing to deal with is Zhang Sanfeng, the veteran who has terrorized the world for decades!
This old man, the older he gets, the weirder his temper becomes. Regarding the marriage, he neither agrees nor disagrees. He just keeps dragging it out in a vague way. I don’t know what he is thinking in his heart!
"Qingshu, are you back?"
At this moment, not far away, a plain voice with a smile sounded.
Song Xuan turned around and saw his father, Song Yuanqiao, walking over surrounded by several disciples.
Song Xuan glanced at him, but saw that the expression on his face was calm and peaceful, just like before. His appearance had not changed much from when he came down the mountain, except for a slight gray on the temples. He was more than fifty years old, and his appearance was very elegant.
"My child, I have met my father!"
Song Xuan came through soul travel, and although he didn't have much affection for Song Yuanqiao, his nominal father, he was his father after all, so he should have the proper etiquette.
"Lose some weight!"
Song Yuanqiao came to Song Xuan, looked around first, and then asked: "I heard that you had a conflict with Master Miejie?"
As he spoke, a look of "sullenness" appeared on his face at the right time, and he scolded: "It's not big or small, why don't you apologize to Master Tai!"
When he said this, Mie Mie was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "It's none of Qingshu's nephew's business. It's because I didn't understand the reason and acted indiscriminately. If I said something wrong, it was me who did it first!"
Huh?
Song Yuanqiao was a little surprised.
This is not like the old nun's temperament.
As the head of the Emei Sect, Mie Mie's temper is very stubborn. In this vast world, who has ever seen this old nun take the initiative to apologize to someone?
However, after seeing the gentle and beautiful woman holding a baby next to her son, she immediately understood the reason.
It seems that my son has really fallen into the eyes of the old nun, Jiejie!
"Since it's a misunderstanding, just let it go!"
Song Yuanqiao laughed, then looked at Song Xuan and asked: "I heard that you used the name Song Xuan when you traveled around the world in the past two years?"
"right!"
"Why, are you not satisfied with the name Qingshu?"
"Not really!" Song Xuan smiled, and then said solemnly: "Qingshu is Wudang's Qingshu. But Song Xuan is the Song Xuan of the world!"
As soon as these words came out, Master Miejie's expression changed, and when he looked at Song Xuan again, there was more satisfaction in his eyes.
Does this kid have any thoughts of rebellion?
Good to rebel!
OK!
Song Yuanqiao was quite deep in the city. Hearing his son's meaningful words, he didn't have much reaction and just looked at him deeply.
"When you come back, you haven't visited your great master yet, have you?"
"not yet!"
"Go and see him. Your great master has watched you grow up and has high hopes for you. If you have any ideas, you can talk to him."
Song Xuan blinked. What did his father mean by asking him to talk to the Sanfeng Taoist about his ambitions and seek his support?
He tried: "Master Tai, he has an old man's temperament."
Song Yuanqiao smiled gently and said: "Go, your great master loves you very much!"
When his father said this, Song Xuan was convinced.
He nodded in agreement, then apologized and said goodbye to Zhou Zhiruo, and then walked towards the other end of the martial arts field, to a somewhat remote courtyard.
Since coming from time travel, he has been busy suppressing bandits and building up his own team. To be honest, he has not had much contact with the Grand Master who is so powerful in the entire martial arts world.
I can only vaguely sense that Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng has entered another level on the road of martial arts. It is a world of skills that are close to the Tao and far beyond the comparison of ordinary warriors.
That realm, shown in the bronze mirror of the mind, is called - Xiantian!
One is completely different from the acquired state, a completely different state!
And his own Grand Master was also Song Xuanzi who traveled through time. Among all the masters he met, he was the only one shown in the bronze mirror as a strong person in the innate realm!