Song Xuan did not want to get involved in the internal fighting among the Emei sect's disciples.
He has his own plans for the future.
According to the progress of the plot, there are still two years until the six major factions join forces to besiege Guangmingding, and the protagonist Zhang Wuji gets a great opportunity to appear and kill everyone.
In the past two years, he has prepared to cultivate himself to the limit of acquired abilities. By the way, he will try to see if there is a chance to break through to the innate realm!
The day after tomorrow returns to the innate state, and the inner strength turns into true energy. Whether it is physical strength or martial arts bonus, there will be a qualitative leap.
Only by advancing to the innate realm, in this troubled world at the end of the Yuan Dynasty when human life is like a piece of grass, can he be sure to survive!
After a moment of reflection, he cupped his fists and said, "Let me get to know you again. I am Song Xuan, courtesy name Qingshu, a disciple of Wudang!"
After a pause in his tone, he continued: "If nothing unexpected happens, the outstanding third-generation disciple of Wudang whom the girl mentioned is here!"
Normally, Song Xuan should conceal his identity, spend some time with this girl Zhou, and then fall in love with her as time goes by, and then naturally embrace the beauty.
But, Mr. Song, he has no such intention now!
When Bronze Mirror did not release any new tasks, for him, falling in love would affect his cultivation too much!
He is not the real Song Qingshu, and he has not inherited the other party's dog-licking attributes!
"ah?"
Zhou Zhiruo covered her mouth in surprise when she heard this, her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, her eyes were a little dazed, and she did not dare to look directly at the other person.
"If you are worried about the marriage, there is no need for it!"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Miss Zhou. I will make it clear to my father when I get back and I won't embarrass you!"
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what she was thinking, so she nodded shyly, "In that case, I'll spare you the trouble, sir!"
Song Xuandao: "Not far ahead is the city of Hangzhou. It's getting late now. Let's go into the city and rest for one night. Then we will set off back to Wudang Mountain tomorrow morning. Can Miss Zhou agree?"
"Well!" Zhou Zhiruo whispered: "This is my first time going down the mountain. I have no experience in the world. Everything is arranged by my senior brother!"
Wudang and Emei have always had a very good relationship, so it would not be out of place for her to call Song Xuan her senior brother.
Song Xuan nodded and said: "If that's the case, then get off your horse!"
"Ah? Are you going on foot?"
"Yes!" Song Xuan said with a faint smile: "These two are war horses. They are too eye-catching in the city. If we really ride into the city, we will definitely cause trouble.
I'm a lazy person and generally don't like to get into trouble."
Zhiruo nodded ignorantly, thinking about the meaning of the word "lazy" in his mouth.
Because I was lazy, I didn't want to run away, so I just killed all the Mongolian cavalry, killing them all in one fell swoop, for peace and quiet.
This Senior Brother Song, with his decisiveness in killing, did not look like a member of a well-known and upright sect, but he was somewhat similar to the person from the Demon Sect that Master described.
However, these thoughts just flashed through her mind.
Anyway, what Senior Brother Song killed was only some court hawks, and moreover, they were Tatar cavalry who had evil intentions against her. She only felt happy when she saw it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
When we entered the city, it was completely dark and the city gates were closed.
Fortunately, both of them are accomplished martial arts masters.
Even though Zhou Zhiruo only wanted to run away when she was being chased by the imperial cavalry, her body-lighting skills were really good. The two of them seized the time, and after a group of guards patrolled, they jumped over and entered the city.
"Senior brother, are we going to the inn to rest?"
Zhou Zhiruo felt a little uneasy. After all, it was her first time going down the mountain. She was doing it in the dark, and there was a man she didn't know well beside her. It was impossible to say she wasn't nervous.
"No need, I have a place to live in this city!"
"Ah?" Zhou Zhiruo was stunned.
"Why, you don't think that when people in the martial arts travel around the world, the sky is their bed and the earth is their bed, right?"
With that said, Song Xuan walked forward quickly, followed closely by Zhou Zhiruo, who passed through three streets in succession and arrived at a somewhat remote house.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Boom!"
There was a very regular knock on the door, and after a while, the heavy door was opened with a creaking sound.
"Master!"
The ones who opened the door were two tall men with swords at their waists and hats on their heads. Zhou Zhiruo couldn't see their faces clearly, but he instinctively felt the danger.
These two people definitely have lives on their hands.
She could feel that the eyes of these two people looking at her were not observing her appearance, but looking at which angle they could attack to kill her quickly!
Song Xuan nodded and led Zhou Zhiruo inside. Outside the second door, he saw two nuns leading several maids. The moment they saw him, they all screamed with joy.
"The young master is back! The young master is back!"
The old lady at the front even asked in a low voice: "Sir, is this your madam?"
This question immediately made Zhou Zhiruo blush with embarrassment. Before she could speak, Song Xuan shook his head and said, "This is Miss Zhou, my friend!"
The old nanny quickly smiled and said: "Since I am a friend of the young master, I am not an outsider after all. The young master must be tired after traveling all the way. Let's go inside to have a rest. I will go to the back kitchen and tell the cook to prepare some meals."
Song Xuan nodded, then turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, "By the way, do you have any taboos? Or are there any rules in the sect that you need to pay attention to?"
"No, no, senior brother is too polite! Children of the world don't have so many rules!"
Song Xuan nodded and led Zhou Zhiruo into the living room.
Soon, a maid came in with tea and snacks.
One of the maids put tea and snacks on the table and said with a smile, "The food will have to wait for a while. The young master and the girl will have some tea and snacks first to satisfy their hunger."
Zhou Zhiruo felt somewhat embarrassed and quickly thanked her.
After the maids retreated, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I didn't expect that senior brother would have such a big mansion in the city of Hangzhou."
She had already observed it when she came here. The house had three entrances and three exits, and it was very large. It seemed like there was a garden in the back house or something.
It is said that every inch of land in Hangzhou City is precious. With such a property here, Senior Brother Song's net worth is quite high.
Song Xuan seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "This is your first time walking around the world, so you may not know. Generally speaking, people in the martial arts world who have some skills at their disposal will not be short of money."
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said with a smile: "Senior brother is right. With his methods, it is said that he has wiped out nine bandit villages and gained countless trophies. I guess he is not short of money."
Song Xuan shook his head and said: "To be precise, they are the top ten bandit strongholds. When we met, I had just wiped out the bandit stronghold in Yandang Mountain. Counting the time, my men should have looted all the loot in the mountain.