"Your father was worried that you would die in the Emei Sect, so he asked me to come over and protect you!"
When Zhang Xianer saw Wan Yunting, she sheathed her sword and said disdainfully.
These words made Zhou Ruoxi next to Wan Yunting turn her face to look at the man in confusion, wondering who Zhang Xianer was and what was her relationship with him?
Lin Yiping was startled, then he came to his senses and said, "Uncle Zhang, it turns out that the reason why you came down the mountain to repay your kindness is related to Master Wan Guan?"
"yes."
Zhang Xianer nodded and said: "It was his father and Grandpa Ouyang who rescued me back then, so I have to protect him now, otherwise I won't be able to repay the kindness I owe back then."
Lin Yiping nodded to express his understanding. The entire Longhu Mountain also knew that Zhang Xianer came down the mountain this time to repay his kindness.
But Zhou Ruoxi and Lu Xiaodie, who were following Wan Yunting, were a little confused. They didn't know what the specific situation was, but they were not concerned about this matter at the moment, but Master Junxuan and the others. Master Yunbai said sharply:
"Senior Sister Junxuan, why are you making trouble here?
Don’t you know that you are no longer a member of our Emei sect?
Why don’t you hurry down the mountain!”
These words irritated Master Junxuan. She turned her face and glared at Master Yunbai and Zhou Ruoxi, and said angrily: "Yunbai, don't be arrogant. Although I left the Emei Sect, I will come back one day. You all give it to me."
Wait!"
Master Jun Xuan was too angry and there was really no need to take him down. He immediately went towards Lin Yiping and wanted to snatch Lin Xiaobao, but was stopped by Zhang Xianer's horizontal sword: "Old woman, if you dare to touch Xiaobao, try it!"
Master Jun Xuan stamped his feet and glared at Zhang Xian'er. Lin Yiping next to him also said: "Jun Xuan, I won't let Xiaobao follow you. You'd better go."
When Master Junxuan saw this, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth, glared at Lin Yiping fiercely, and said, "Just wait for me!"
"let's go…"
In the end, Master Junxuan snorted coldly, and took Zhang Xincai, Liu Lian'er, Tian Zhixin and other disciples who were willing to follow her to leave the Emei Sect, and left together down the mountain...
Zhang Xianer sheathed her sword, turned to Lin Yiping and asked, "Nephew Lin, why did that old woman take Xiaobao away?"
Lin Yiping sighed and said without concealment: "She is Xiaobao's mother!"
"Ah, Xiaobao's mother?"
Zhang Xianer's peach blossom eyes widened and she looked at Lin Yiping in disbelief.
It is estimated that few people in the entire Longhu Mountain know who Lin Xiaobao's mother is, and Zhang Xian'er naturally doesn't know.
Lin Yiping turned around, cupped his fists and said apologetically to Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi: "Master Wan Guan, Master Zhou, I'm really sorry. Let's go down the mountain first. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely come and apologize."
After saying that, Lin Yiping wanted to take Lin Xiaobao down the mountain to drive back to Longhu Mountain, but Zhang Xianer said: "Nephew Lin, this is fine, why do you have to go back?"
Wan Yunting also came up and said: "Lin Tianshi stays, otherwise he will stay first to participate in the crowning ceremony of Master Zhou tomorrow, and it will not be too late to go back. What do you think?"
"Yes, Master Lin."
Master Yunbai also came up and said: "We also know that the main culprit in this matter is Jun Xuan, and it has nothing to do with you and your son."
Zhou Ruoxi also said: "This matter has passed and there is no need to mention it again. I hope that Master Lin will stay on behalf of Longhu Mountain and participate in my crowning ceremony. This is my honor, Zhou Ruoxi."
Seeing that they all said this, Lin Yiping felt not only apologetic and guilty, but also grateful. He saluted and said: "Okay, then I will stay on behalf of Longhu Mountain to participate in the crowning ceremony of Master Zhou, and also congratulate Master Zhou."
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Zhou Ruoxi smiled and nodded: "Thank you."
Next, the group of people returned inside. At this moment, hundreds of banquet tables had been set up in the spacious square in front of the main hall, and dozens of chefs were cooking dinner overnight to entertain people from various sects...
As Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi returned, they gathered with the heads, sect masters, and elders of various sects on three round tables in the hall. Dozens of dishes were already placed on them. Good wine was served, and everyone raised their glasses:
"Come, let us pay tribute to Master Zhou and congratulate her on taking over as the head of the Emei Sect..."
Zhou Ruoxi was wearing a light blue antique dress. Sitting next to her, Wan Yunting, Master Yunbai and others picked up wine glasses. She was smiling, and her autumn eyes revealed a determined look. Now her whole person gave people the impression that
He is calm and restrained, with the aura that a leader should have.
She held the wine glass and thanked everyone present: "Thank you very much for the heads, sect masters, and elders who have traveled thousands of miles to come to our Emei sect. If there was a lack of hospitality, I, Zhou Ruoxi, would like to toast you all to express my apology."
With that said, Zhou Ruoxi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, showing her magnanimity as a leader, and received applause and praise from the leaders of various sects present: "Okay, let's congratulate Zhou on this next glass of wine."
Door……"
Everyone raised their glasses, Zhou Ruoxi picked up the glass again and sincerely thanked: "Thank you..."
At the foot of Mount Emei, Master Junxuan's face was gloomy. He took the injured Zhang Xincai, Liu Lian'er and more than a dozen disciples who had entered the house down the mountain, only to see a few cars waiting for them.
Master Junxuan raised her feet to get on the bus. She turned around reluctantly and looked at the hazy night above Mount Emei. The mountains were shining with lights like stars, which made her old eyes turn red. She remembered that she had spent most of her life in the Emei sect.
But now that she has fallen into such a fate, in addition to being unwilling, she is filled with anger and injustice.
"I, Jun Xuan, will come back again!"
Master Junxuan gritted her teeth and snorted unwillingly before getting into the car and leaving. Immediately afterwards, her old mobile phone rang. It was Sima Boyong calling, saying: "Junxuan, I heard that you failed.
!”
"snort."
Master Junxuan was obviously unhappy when she heard his tone, and snorted: "So you're calling to blame me?"
"Haha, how could I blame you?"
Sima Boyong over there smiled and said: "It's just a pity that you couldn't become the head of the Emei Sect. You paid so much but ended up like me. I, Sima Boyong, understand how you feel at this moment.
So how can I blame you."
"Okay, don't put it in such nice words, I, Jun Xuan, don't need your comfort."
Master Junxuan refused to listen to his words and said angrily: "I'm just unwilling to let that boy Wan Yunting ruin this matter!"
Sima Boyong over there had already learned about the entire incident and knew that it was Wan Yunting's intervention that led to Master Junxuan's failure. He said deeply: "Wan Yunting must be eliminated!"
Master Junxuan's eyes showed a cruel look and said: "That boy's kung fu is very powerful, I'm afraid ordinary people can't kill him!"
"I know."
Sima Boyong nodded and said: "He is in China, we can't attack him, we have to wait for an opportunity!"
Master Junxuan's eyes were half-squinted and he asked: "Do you have a plan?"
Sima Boyong smiled and said: "Well, I will take care of the matter of getting rid of Wan Yunting. You should come to my side now."
"I know, let's do this for now."
After Master Junxuan finished speaking, she hung up the phone. Now that she had been expelled from the Emei Sect, she had nowhere to go and could only go to Bangzi Country to join Sima Boyong.
At this time, Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi were drinking with the heads of various sects, the sect masters and the elders, talking about major events in the entire martial arts world. Elder Zuo Qi said: "It's time for the three-year martial arts conference!"
Head Shi of the Huashan Sect turned around and asked: "Elder Zuoqi, where will this martial arts conference be held and in what month?"
Wan Yunting, Zhou Ruoxi and the others also looked at Elder Zuoqi, who smiled and said: "Of course your Huashan sect will hold a martial arts conference, and our Master Zhong will hold it on May 6th!"
When Master Shi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled happily: "Okay, then I have to go back and get ready."
"Haha, let's see who can have the last laugh in this Huashan sword debate!"
Leader Liu of the Qingcheng Sect laughed and said.
"The martial arts conference is a grand gathering for the various martial arts sects in our martial arts. It lasts for three years. It mainly tests the training of the younger generation of disciples of each martial arts sect. Therefore, this martial arts conference should be very cruel."
Elder Zhang Qing of the Kunlun Sect said.
Leader Lu of the Kongtong Sect nodded and sighed: "It's not so much cruel as it is a decline of our traditional Kung Fu!"
"well……"
Immediately, everyone here sighed, and it was clear that Leader Lu's words were lamenting the forgetfulness and decline of traditional martial arts in today's society. Too many young people pursue the field of modern science and technology, and have completely forgotten the treasures of traditional martial arts left by their ancestors.
Therefore, there are fewer and fewer young people going to the mountains to learn martial arts, and their talents are getting worse and worse.
These reasons have all changed with the development of modern society. As leaders of various sects, everyone here is well aware of this problem, which is why they all feel a headache.
How can we pass on traditional martial arts culture if we can’t recruit young disciples?
This is a very real problem, and it is very difficult to change it!
"So Master Wan Guan, Master Zhou, you two are the leaders of the younger generation. The future inheritance of our traditional martial arts depends on you to find a way to let more people inherit it!"
Head Yuan of the Kunlun Sect turned his head and spoke seriously to Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi, who were sitting together.
"That's right."
Elder Zuo Qi nodded and said: "Now the inheritance of various martial arts sects in our martial arts is in an epoch-making phenomenon. The future inheritance problem of the martial arts can only be solved by you, otherwise it will take decades or hundreds of years.
, our traditional martial arts has completely disappeared!”
"Decline is inevitable, but disappearing would be terrible!"
Master Shi then echoed.
Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi turned to look at each other. Listening to the heads of various sects present, the sect leaders chatted about this inheritance issue, and they suddenly felt an invisible responsibility weighing on them.
On the shoulder!
Traditional martial arts culture, just like traditional Chinese medicine culture, is in a period of decline!
Therefore, Wan Yunting now shoulders the responsibility of inheriting, reviving and promoting Chinese traditional medicine culture. He now shoulders a huge responsibility.
Nowadays, the inheritance of traditional martial arts culture rests on the shoulders of the leaders of various sects. As the master of Wuliang Taoist Temple, Wan Yunting naturally has to shoulder this responsibility, which gives him a stronger sense of mission.