It was windy and snowy.
At the foot of Mount Emei, in a small town.
Shi Hongshi stood at the door of Changfeng Escort Agency and looked into the distance. She took a breath from time to time and rubbed her palms vigorously.
Lin Changfeng came out wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and asked Shi Hongshi, "Little girl, who are you, Brother Li?"
Shi Hongshi opened his mouth wide, revealing his two front teeth, and replied seriously, "Uncle Li is my only relative in the world."
Lin Changfeng was stunned and asked, "Where are your parents?"
Shi Hongshi replied expressionlessly, "My parents are both dead. Before my mother died, she entrusted me to Uncle Li and asked me to obey Uncle Li's words."
"Little girl, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring back your sad past."
Shi Hongshi shook his head, "It's nothing, my parents are indeed dead. Uncle Li told me not to be immersed in the grief of losing my parents, but to turn my grief into strength, practice martial arts, and personally avenge my parents in the future."
Lin Changfeng's eyes were a little moist.
This ferocious-looking little girl is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
"It's Uncle Li, Uncle Li is back!"
Lin Changfeng followed Shi Hongshi's voice and saw a tall man wearing a thin green shirt walking from a distance. He was holding a ferocious head in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand.
It’s Master Miejie and Yitian Sword!
Lin Changfeng trembled and looked at Li Zhige striding over in disbelief.
When Li Zhige walked to the gate of Changfeng Escort Bureau, Shi Hongshi quickly greeted him and asked, "Uncle Li, have you finished your work?"
Li Zhige reached out and rubbed Shi Hongshi's hair, turned to look at Lin Changfeng, who was stunned, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, please find a box and some quicklime. I will take the old thief Ni's head to the master." A memorial ceremony was held at the tomb to comfort his spirit in heaven."
Lin Changfeng hadn't recovered yet. He nodded numbly, turned around and walked into the escort office to look for the box and quicklime.
The leader of the Emei Sect, Miejie Shitai, is one of the top masters in the martial arts world!
Now, Master Miejie's head was actually taken off, and even the Emei Town Sect's treasure, the Yitian Sword, was taken away!
It is foreseeable that there will be a turbulent wave in the world.
Unlike Mai Qiong, although the Giant Whale Gang is a big gang in the Jiangnan martial arts world, in the world as a whole, it is not on the map. Emei is a well-known and upright sect, with a great reputation in the world, and Master Miejie is one of the top masters in the martial arts world.
Li Zhige rested for one night at Changfeng Escort Bureau and took Shi Hongshi out of the city the next day.
Under Lin Changfeng's eyes filled with emotion, two figures, one large and one small, braved the wind and snow and walked towards the south of the Yangtze River.
Half a month later, Emei Golden Summit.
Under the golden body of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, Ding Minjun looked at the group of senior fellow apprentices and said in a cold voice, "Master passed away suddenly without any explanation of his funeral arrangements."
"She had two wishes during her lifetime. One was to kill all the demon cultists, and the other was to bring glory to Emei."
"Emei is a well-known and upright sect. It cannot be without a leader for a day. We must choose a leader to fulfill the master's unfinished wish."
Jingxuan turned around and looked at Ding Minjun coldly, "Junior sister Minjun, do you mean you want to be the leader?"
Ding Minjun did not hide her ambition. She nodded calmly, "Yes, I want to be the leader. The master passed away suddenly and did not pass on the position of leader. Among the disciples, whoever has the highest martial arts will naturally win. Be the leader.”
On the side, many Emei disciples spoke in agreement, "Master is dead, Emei cannot be without a master for a day. Senior sister Minjun has the best martial arts, and we are convinced that she will be the leader."
Zhao Lingzhu walked out with her sword in hand. She looked at Ding Minjun, not hiding the disgust on her face, and said in a cold voice, "Senior sister Jingxuan was the first to get started and has been with the master the longest. Junior sister Zhiruo is the most favored by the master and is regarded by the master as the successor. Although Master didn’t say it explicitly, we all know that Master intends to pass Emei to Junior Sister Zhiruo.”
"Even if we have to choose the leader, we should choose Senior Sister Jingxuan and Junior Sister Zhiruo. It won't be your turn, Ding Minjun!"
Ding Minjun's face turned grim, and he smiled softly, "Junior Sister Lingzhu, do you also want to compete for the position of the leader?"
Zhao Lingzhu was not afraid of Ding Minjun and replied forcefully, "Lingzhu knows that he is not qualified to be the leader, unlike some people whose ambitions are obvious."
Jingjia, Jingcheng, Bei Jinyi and other Emei disciples also came out and said one after another, "We support Senior Sister Jingxuan."
In front of the golden body of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, more than a hundred Emei disciples were divided into two factions, some supported Ding Minjun, and some supported senior sister Jingxuan.
Ding Minjun turned to look at the weak Zhou Zhiruo, and said in a cold voice, "Junior sister Zhiruo, master loved you the most during his lifetime. Who should be the head of this family?"
Zhou Zhiruo raised her head, with hatred in her eyes, and said in an indifferent voice, "Master, her bones are still cold. You don't want to avenge Master, but you are determined to compete for the position of leader?"
After Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, Jingxuan and others bowed their heads in shame.
Ding Minjun looked at Zhou Zhiruo bitterly and said with a strange tone, "Even so, Emei cannot be without a master for a day. After all, it has to choose a leader."
Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to interrupt Ding Minjun, and said calmly, "You and Senior Sister Jingxuan both want to be the leader. In this case, you two can take over the position of leader temporarily. The iron ring of the leader will be kept in my hand for now. Fan Emei Disciple, whoever can avenge Master, I will hand over the leader’s iron ring and make her the real leader.”
Jingxuan was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, the evil thief Li Zhige is so powerful in martial arts that he can't even match the master holding the Yitian Sword. How can we take revenge?"
Ding Minjun also looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have transformed. She was no longer the weak girl she used to be.
Looking over the senior sisters, Zhou Zhiruo said in a deep voice, "Go to Wudang and ask Master Zhang to uphold justice for us!"
As Zhou Zhiruo spoke, in an instant, the hundreds of Emei disciples vaguely regarded this young junior sister as their backbone.
Leaving the Buddhist hall, Zhou Zhiruo walked to the room where Master Miejie lived. Her eyes were sparkling and she sobbed softly, "Master, my martial arts skills are low, and I want to avenge you but I am powerless. Master, tell me, I How can I kill my enemy with my own hands?”
Tears fell on the bed. Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how many times she had cried.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo stopped crying and looked at the envelope pressed on the pillow.
Pulling out the envelope, I saw the words "Zhi Ruo Qin Qin" written on the envelope.
She tore open the envelope and began to read the letter left by her master seriously.
‘Zhiruo, if one day you see this letter, it means that my teacher has encountered something unexpected. After the death of my master, you will succeed you as the head of Emei. ’
‘I have established a sect in Emei for nearly a hundred years, which was passed down from Patriarch Guo Xiang. ’
‘In the past, the Condor Hero presented the Black Iron Heavy Sword and the Gentleman and Lady Sword to the hero Guo Jing. Before the city of Xiangyang was destroyed, the hero Guo Jing and the heroine Huang Rong smelted the dark iron heavy sword and cast it into a dragon-slaying sword. They hid Wu Mu's suicide note and the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the blade. The two swords of the gentleman and the lady were reforged into Yitian swords with gold essence, and the Nine Yin Scriptures were hidden in the sword body. ’
‘Zhiruo, you should get the dragon-slaying knife. Holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, using enough internal strength to strike each other with the swords, you can take out the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Nine Yin Manual...'
In the room, Zhou Zhiruo put the letter in her arms and murmured in a low voice, "Master, the Yitian Sword has been taken away by Li Zhige, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword has disappeared with Xie Xun. How do you want your disciple to obtain the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?" Jingyi and Jiuyin Zhenjing?”
