Half a month later, the Mingjiao finally took action, and resistance broke out across the Yuan Dynasty. The whole world was in chaos for a while!
Not long after, someone from the Mingjiao came to the Emei Sect and asked to take Zhao Min away so that he could use it as a backup. Of course, Ye Buluo had no objection and left this trouble to the Mingjiao.
A year later, Ye Buluo was practicing martial arts with Zhou Zhiruo in Emei.
"Junior sister, your martial arts are pretty good, probably on par with the Seven Heroes of Wudang." Ye Buluo said with a smile.
"But I still can't do many tricks with my senior brother." Zhou Zhiruo said dissatisfied.
"Didn't you see that I am becoming more and more serious in dealing with your moves? I will get hit by you if I am not careful." Ye Buluo knew that Zhou Zhiruo was still very competitive.
"That's it, it's still far from enough."
"Junior Brother Ye!" came the cry, but it was Senior Sister Jingxuan.
"Senior sister, is something wrong?"
"An old man came outside. She said she knew you and wanted to meet you."
"Oh? I'll go take a look." Ye Buluo was very confused. He didn't seem to know any old man.
When he came out, he saw it was the Dragon King in purple, still dressed like a golden flower granny.
"Senior, what do you want from me?" Ye Buluo asked unexpectedly.
"Three envoys from the Persian Archbishop have come to arrest me. I have no choice but to come to you and help me fight them off." The purple-robed Dragon King said in embarrassment.
"Can't you just hide?"
"It's useless. I have left blood essence with the head teacher before. They can use the blood essence to use secret techniques to determine my location."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Ye Buluo was surprised. The Persian Ming Cult has some skills, including such secret skills.
No wonder the purple-robed Dragon King came to ask for help, there was really no way to escape.
He knew that the messenger's martial arts method was very strange, and anyone who didn't understand it would suffer if the three of them combined.
"Well, then you can live here first, but I helped you, what do you want in return?" Ye Buluo said.
"How does Ye Shaoxia want me to repay you? Does Ye Shaoxia still like my old and pearly body?" The Purple-shirted Dragon King said with gleaming eyes as he lifted off the human skin mask to reveal his beautiful and mature face.
"I haven't thought about it yet, forget it, wait until I think about it." Ye Buluo never thought of tasting this exotic purple-robed Dragon King, but it was indeed beautiful and mature.
After waiting for two days, the three Persian envoys appeared in great pomp and ceremony, followed by a group of subordinates.
Miaofengshi, Liuyunshi and Huiyueshi are in front.
Ye Buluo came out with Dai Lisi, the purple-shirted dragon king, followed by the Emei disciples.
"The Chief's Holy Fire Order is here! The saint hasn't returned yet?!"
Dai Lisi glanced at Ye Buluo nervously.
"I'm sorry, my friend Dai Lisi no longer wants to be a saint, and has left Persia. You should go back!" Ye Buluo stood up helplessly and said.
"Who are you? Why do you care?"
"Oh, I can't bear to see a bunch of barbarians coming to our Central Plains to show off their power."
"Bold! It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how high the sky is!"
"Then come on!" Ye Buluo pulled out Yitian and did not dare to look down upon him. Their martial arts were weird and they cooperated tacitly.
The wonderful wind made the three of them look at each other! The three of them jumped out suddenly! One person attacks the top! Two people attack left and right!
Ye Buluo shook his hand, and three sword flowers took off his sword and flew out with three sword energy!
The three people holding the Holy Fire Order could only resist!
"Ding, ding, ding!" three sounds sounded together!
The Holy Fire Order in the hands of the three people was shocked! Take three steps back in a row!
"That's it?" Ye Buluo understood that the three of them had almost no internal strength, and they used some strange force to relieve their strength.
Ye Buluo folded his head to the sky, flexed three fingers, and popped out three wisps of finger energy!
"Puff puff!" The three of them were hit but nothing happened and they rushed towards Ye Buluo like no one else!
Ye Buluo was surprised.
Yitian Sword quickly made a sword shadow in front of him!
"Pah! Pah!" The Holy Fire Token in the hands of the three people could not withstand so many sword shadows and their wrists were cut, and the Holy Fire Token fell to the ground!
The three people looked ugly.
No matter how hard you use the strange moves, it's useless. The martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable!
"You can go back. If you are not convinced, you can come again." Ye Buluo said nonchalantly.
The three of them glanced at Delise and left.
"Thank you!" Delise said to Ye Buluo.
"Go back and find your daughter. Your daughter is very pitiful. She really has nowhere to go, so she should live in Emei."
Dai Lisi looked at Ye Buluo's back with a complicated expression, and realized that there are still good people in this world.
Three years later, Ye Buluo finally got married to Zhou Zhiruo, and also got married to Ding Minjun!
Although Master Miejie was dissatisfied with Ye Buluo's absurdity, as the Emei Sect grew, more and more things happened, and she no longer cared about Ye Buluo's affairs.
Ye Buluo built a new courtyard next to the Emei Sect and moved in. Now that he has a family, it is hard to stay among female disciples all the time.
Many years later, when the Yuan Dynasty was overthrown in the final battle, Zhang Wuji invited Ye Buluo to attack the imperial palace, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ye Buluo looked at the palace and sighed in his heart, it was time for a dynasty to come to an end.
At this time, Ye Buluo was already over ten years old, with two strands of white hair hanging down from his temples, adding a sense of vicissitudes of life.
"Uncle Ye, I have to trouble you to come over," Zhang Wuji, who was in his thirties, followed Zhao Min.
"It's surprising that you still came together. Zhao Min, is it worth it for you?" Ye Buluo said.
"I...I can't help it. The court is corrupt and the people are miserable. I can only push it back to the beginning." Zhao Min said with a gloomy face and clenched his fists.
"As long as you don't regret it."
Ye Buluo followed the masters invited by Mingjiao and jumped into the palace.
On the square, three tantric monks and an old eunuch were waiting for them.
"Come on!" Yang Xiao shouted! This is not a solo effort.
Ye Buluo noticed that the old eunuch was like a ghost, and Zhang Wuji had difficulty coping with it.
"Ding!" Ye Buluo relied on the sky to block the needle that was attacking Zhang Wuji!
"Wuji, I'll deal with him, you go help others." Ye Buluo looked at the old eunuch and said.
"Okay, uncle."
"Is it worth it for a ruined dynasty? Senior." Ye Buluo looked at the old eunuch and said.
"Our family was born in the palace and died in the palace, that's enough." After the old eunuch said that, he appeared ghostly and slapped Ye Buluo on his right!
Ye Buluo calmly slapped it with his left hand!
"Crack!" sound! The old eunuch raised his other hand and a needle flew out!
Ye Buluo's right hand flew across the sky! The needle is attached to Yitian. This is the Tai Chi power learned from the exchange with Zhang Sanfeng.
The sword stabbed the old eunuch's throat smoothly!
The old eunuch held an orchid in his hand and flicked towards the Heavenly Sword with one finger!
A cry of "Zheng!" The old eunuch's eyes widened!
"It's so mysterious... so powerful..." The old eunuch died before he finished speaking!
But it was the needle on the Yitian Sword that penetrated the old eunuch's forehead!
Ye Buluo shook his head and looked at the tantric monk.
But he was cut into pieces by the Ming Cult!
"You guys! You're so cruel!"
"Haha... Grandmaster Ye, we don't have your style." Zhou Dian laughed.
In the end, the Yuan Dynasty fell, Master Miejie was almost seventy years old, and the position of leader was finally passed to the eldest disciple Jingxuan, and Ye Buluo finally completed his mission.
Ding Minjun gave birth to a boy for Ye Buluo, but he fell ill and died soon after. Ye Buluo even asked Zhang Wuji to help but failed to save him.
Zhou Zhiruo and Ye Buluo gave birth to three children, and they stayed with Ye Buluo until they died of old age at the age of ninety.
