The cold wind was biting, blowing against my body like a steel knife cutting into my bones.
The sky is filled with white snow, like catkins flying.
Mount Emei is steep and the vegetation is covered in silver.
On the steps leading to the Golden Summit of Emei, Li Zhige took one step at a time, his momentum rising steadily.
It is said that Emei was once the dojo of Samantabhadra.
Li Zhige didn't care whether this was a Bodhisattva dojo or not. He just wanted to take off the old nun's head and bring it to his master's and sister's grave to make her repent for what she had done in the past.
There are palaces on the Golden Summit of Emei.
It has been more than ninety years since Patriarch Guo Xiang came to Emei to establish the sect, and it has been passed down to three generations.
Today, there are hundreds of disciples in Emei.
In front of the mountain gate, a girl wears a pink skirt, a snow-white mink fur coat, and holds a long sword in her hand.
Holding her chin with one hand and looking at the snow-covered world covered in silver, the girl felt much happier. Because after leaving the mountain gate, the world became quiet, and there was no longer any noise from Senior Sister Minjun.
Looking at the steps leading to the foot of the mountain, a tall man in a thin green shirt was climbing up the mountain step by step.
The girl frowned, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.
Watching the man walk to the mountain gate, the girl raised her sword and said in a voice as clear and ethereal as an oriole, "Emei is such a powerful place, stop those who come!"
Li Zhige looked at the girl.
The girl is about sixteen years old, with a slender figure and a waist as slender as a weak willow in the wind. Her pink skirt is trailing to the ground, and she is wearing a snow-white mink fur coat.
Her oval face is beautiful and attractive, her eyes are as clear as water, and a touch of cinnabar between her eyebrows adds a bit of aura to her.
This woman seems to be loved by God, and she combines the beauty of Emei's mountains and rivers into one body. Although it is not fully opened, it already has an appearance that would captivate a country or a city.
Li Zhige looked away and asked calmly, "Are you Zhou Zhiruo?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, "Yes, I am Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Western Emei Sect. Who are you, and why are you in Emei?"
Li Zhige did not look at her and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the way, I won't kill you."
Zhou Zhiruo pulled out her long sword and shook her head stubbornly, "Who are you and what are you doing in Emei? I will never let you enter the mountain gate until you tell me clearly."
Li Zhige stretched out his hand, opened Zhou Zhiruo with one palm, strode into the mountain gate, and shouted in the distance, "Old nun, the Divine Fist Li Zhige is here to take your head."
Zhou Zhiruo fell to the snow, dropped her sword to the side, and felt a turmoil in her heart.
Li Zhige!
He is Li Zhige of the Divine Fist Sect!
Zhou Zhiruo is no stranger to this name.
After Li Zhige killed Mai Qiong of the Giant Whale Gang and Master Yuan Lin of Shaolin Temple, Zhou Zhiruo noticed this person.
Zhou Zhiruo has never met Li Zhige, but she has sympathy and pity for Li Zhige. While feeling pity, Zhou Zhiruo was also afraid of this person.
Because it was his master who killed his master, his senior sister, and several senior brothers, Zhou Zhiruo was afraid that he would seek revenge in Emei. She didn't want to see Li Zhige die under Master Yitian Sword, and she didn't want to see Master die in the hands of this person.
"Li Zhige, stop!"
Zhou Zhiruo got up from the snow, raised her sword and chased Li Zhige. She had to stop this man before he saw his master.
Li Zhige strode towards the palace complex and came to the square in front of the palace complex.
Looking at the neatly arranged palaces, Li Zhige's voice was suppressed and he roared angrily, "Exterminate old nun, come out and die!"
"Extermination old nun, come out and die!"
"Extermination old nun, come out and die!"
The sound echoed around and around the Golden Summit of Emei, causing the snow on the tiles to shake off.
In the Buddhist hall, the old nun was sitting cross-legged under the golden body of Samantabhadra, chanting sutras. She suddenly opened her eyes, with a murderous look on her face, picked up the Heavenly Sword and stepped out of the Buddhist hall.
More than a hundred Emei disciples came out.
They raised their swords, watched Li Zhige warily, and surrounded him.
A woman in a willow-green skirt had thin lips and gloomy eyes. She shouted in a cold voice, "What a thief, you dare to go to Emei to humiliate my master. How can I keep you here?"
"Sisters and sisters, come together and capture this thief!"
After the woman finished speaking, before she could make a move, several senior sisters and junior sisters rushed out with swords waving around her.
Li Zhige raised his eyelids, and there was a strong wind on the top of Mount Emei.
hold head high!
A dragon roared.
A red dragon-shaped energy flew out, knocking away several Emei disciples who rushed out.
Wow!
Several Emei disciples vomited blood together, and the blood fell on the white snow, melting the snow.
All the Emei disciples looked at Li Zhige in horror. No one dared to shout for beating or killing. The woman in the willow-green skirt was covered in mink fur. She had already hid behind her senior sister and sister, and quietly held her breath.
Zhou Zhiruo pushed aside the crowd and looked at the miserable senior sisters lying on the ground, and then at Li Zhige who was surrounded by strong winds. She said anxiously, "Master Li, I apologize for not being able to stop Master back then. But back then it was It's a misunderstanding. Master, she didn't mean to kill you Shenmen Quan, please don't resent my master, okay?"
Li Zhige's eyes were a little colder, and the wind around him became even fiercer.
"You villain, shut up!"
The crowd moved aside one after another, and Master Miejue walked in holding the Yitian Sword.
She looked at Li Zhige, frowned and asked, "Who are you? Do you have any grudge against me? Why do you want to come to Emei to pick a fight? If you don't make it clear today, you won't be able to leave the gate of Mount Emei."
"Hehehehe..."
Li Zhige's eyes were bloodshot and he chuckled in a suppressed voice, "Old thief, you killed my master, my senior sister, and several of my senior brothers at the foot of Mount Emei two years ago. Have you forgotten?"
"Do you know that I have been thinking about peeling off your skin, tearing apart your bones, eating your flesh, and drinking your blood every day for the past two years?"
Master Miejie did not have any regrets. Her eyes remained unchanged, she sneered and replied, "I know why you went up the mountain to provoke. It turns out you came to avenge those demon sect monsters."
"Old thief, you are looking for death!"
Li Zhige's hair exploded, and purple gas came out of his head.
hold head high!
A dragon roar resounded through the Golden Summit of Emei.
The red divine dragon bared its teeth and claws and pounced on Master Miejie, intending to tear her into pieces.
Master Miejie's expression finally changed.
Kill!
The long sword is unsheathed, and the sharp sword energy shoots out, relying on the sky to slay the dragon.
Master Miejue flew back as she drew her sword. She looked gloomy and asked sternly, "Boy, where did you learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
Li Zhige stood up from the ground, jumped several feet, and jumped into the air.
He drew a circle with both hands and pushed forward, followed closely by the thunderous roar of the sky-shaking dragon.
The flying dragon is in the sky!
The red dragon was extremely violent, and its strong palm force blew up the strong wind, peeling off the snow clothes covering the square, and blew all the Emei disciples to stagger.
