Lu Qingyun was lucky enough not to die from anger. He was not a superman. Flying up and down took a lot of internal energy.
According to the original work, Zhang Wuji should have saved everyone with the Great Shift of the Universe in the end.
He doesn't need to be a hero, he should leave opportunities to those who need them.
Zhang Wuji needed this opportunity to reconcile the Mingjiao and the six major sects.
Lu Qingyun slapped two incoming Mongolian soldiers to death and leaned towards them.
"Senior Brother Wuji, not only do I use up my internal energy to bring people down from the tower like this, but I won't be able to save many people. See if you can use the Great Shift of the Universe to catch the people who jumped from the tower."
"I can try."
Zhang Wuji felt that what Lu Qingyun said was very reasonable. At the current speed of only two people being saved at a time, by the time the Wan'an Tower burned to the thirteenth floor, they probably wouldn't be able to save them all.
"Okay, I'll go up to the tower and talk to the people from the six major sects."
Lu Qingyun left the battle group and flew up to Wan'an Tower again.
The two elders of Huashan rushed to the front enthusiastically as if they were meeting their biological fathers, "Young Master Lu, we are ready to go down."
"You jump down first, my senior brother Wuji can catch you below."
Lu Qingyun thought that the two elders of Huashan were the first to test the medicine, and they should be the first to jump from the tower.
"Young Master Lu, don't be joking. How can we do it in such a high tower before we have recovered our skills? Please take us down."
"My fellow Wudang brother hasn't finished saving you yet, so I won't have time to save you. If you don't want to jump, just wait."
Lu Qingyun had no time to talk to the two of them anymore and walked up to Song Qingshu, "Senior Brother Qingshu, I will take you down."
"Wait a minute." The two elders of Huashan blocked the way, "Lu Qingyun, why do you say that our elders are also seniors in the martial arts world? I begged you twice with a low face. You don't give us any face at all, right?"
"I told you, Senior Brother Wuji will catch up under the tower, nothing will happen."
"Fart, if you don't take the two of us down today, we will block the way and no one can leave!"
The fire downstairs burned along the wooden stairs. Everyone in the Sixth Faction panicked and ran towards the seventh floor.
The two elders of Huashan stood firmly in front of Lu Qingyun, refusing to let him leave.
"You want to die, don't you?" Lu Qingyun was impatient and gave his final warning.
"You dare to kill us? The Huashan Sect is not someone to be trifled with!"
"Okay, I'll take you down first."
Seeing that there was no one on the sixth floor, Lu Qingyun made a helpless expression and stretched out his hands to put on the shoulders of the two elders of Huashan.
Seeing the proud expressions on the two people's faces, Lu Qingyun sneered in his heart and used the Beiming Divine Art to quickly absorb the two people's internal energy.
"Lu Qingyun, you are brave, let us go quickly." The two elders of Huashan screamed.
"Hmph, it's too late."
Lu Qingyun activated the Beiming Divine Art to accelerate the absorption of the internal energy of the two elders of Huashan. Only after all the internal energy in the two people's bodies had been absorbed, did he let go.
Looking at the two people who were limp, Lu Qingyun felt no guilt at all and clapped his hands to send them home.
Maybe Zhang Wuji's sincerity moved the remaining six factions, or maybe the fire was too strong and forced them to jump from the tower.
Lu Qingyun stood in the corridor on the sixth floor, watching figures falling from his head.
Now it was Zhang Wuji's performance time. He caught everyone who jumped from the tower and was thanked by everyone.
Lu Qingyun smiled and looked at it, but he didn't expect a cry from above his head: Master, Zhang Wuji and I really have nothing to do with each other!
"Then you swear!" Master Miejie's cold voice came.
"The little girl Zhou Zhiruo swears to the heavenly alliance that if I have a crush on the evil sect Zhuang Wuji in the future, and if I get married to him..."
Lu Qingyun couldn't stand listening anymore and flew up to the seventh floor, "Master, the fire is about to reach the seventh floor. Leaving Wan'an Tower is the most important thing now. Let's make this vow later."
Lu Qingyun had saved Emei's life, so it was difficult for Master Miejie to get angry, let alone force Zhou Zhiruo to swear in front of outsiders.
However, the major issue in her heart has not yet been resolved, and she must explain it clearly to Zhou Zhiruo, so she looked at Lu Qingyun and said, "Nephew Qingyun, my apprentice and I have something to say, please step aside."
Unexpectedly, Master Miejie still had such leisure at this time, Lu Qingyun could only shake his head and walked up to the eighth floor.
Master Miejie took off the iron ring from her finger, "Zhiruo, I didn't mean to force you, this is all for your own good.
Not only do you have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving Emei, but you also have to retrieve the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife, and take out the martial arts secrets inside the swords. "
Mingjiao was introduced from Persia and was not a martial arts sect in the Central Plains. The ambition of the wolf is obvious. If you want to restore the Han people, you must first get rid of the big problem of Mingjiao.
Now that his skills have not been restored, he knows that he cannot leave Wan'an Pagoda safely, but he is not willing to owe the Mingjiao a debt of gratitude, so he wants to pass the head of Emei to Zhou Zhiruo, just in case.
"Zhou Zhiruo, a female disciple of the Emei sect, knelt down to listen to the instructions."
Zhou Zhiruo was startled and immediately knelt down.
Master Miu Miejie raised the iron ring high above her head and said: "Nun Miu Miu, the third generation leader of the Emei sect, would like to pass on her position as the head of the sect to the female disciple Zhou Zhiruo, the third generation of the Emei sect."
"Master!"
"Zhou Zhiruo, please quickly take the iron ring from the head of our sect and extend your left hand."
"Master Jue, Junior Sister Zhiruo, jump down quickly, the fire is about to reach the seventh floor."
Zhang Wuji was under the tower. He looked left and right and didn't see Master Miejie and Zhou Zhiruo coming down, so he couldn't help shouting loudly.
Mingjiao was introduced from Persia and was not a martial arts sect in the Central Plains. The two sides had hated and fought each other for various reasons, and had been feuding for hundreds of years.
The incident of Emei disciple Ji Xiaofu has become a barb in Miejie's heart that cannot be removed, and he is always brooding.
Hearing Zhang Wuji's shouts under the tower and seeing Zhou Zhiruo's expression change, he was furious: "Are you still thinking about Zhang Wuji?"
"No, disciples don't dare!"
"Why don't you hurry up and take the iron ring? Do you want to go against Master's wishes?"
Zhou Zhiruo had tears in her eyes, knowing that taking the Iron Ring would mean giving up her relationship with Zhang Wuji, but she couldn't disobey her master's orders and had to let her stretch out her left hand.
Miejie's expression relaxed and he put the iron ring on Zhou Zhiruo's left index finger, "You will understand the difficulties of being a teacher in the future."
"This old nun is really ink. If you have anything to say, you can't say it until you get down from the tower!"
Lu Qingyun stood in the corridor outside the seven-story tower, checking the fire.
The flames had already jumped along the tower wall and onto the wooden fence on the seventh-floor corridor.
"Senior Nephew Qingyun, come up here." Master Jue said while standing at the top of the stairs.
The fire spread to the seventh floor. Lu Qingyun was about to go up, but when he heard the call, he flew up to the eighth floor.
"Master Tai, can you leave now?"
"Senior nephew Qingyun, I would like to trouble you to take Zhiruo down."
Miejie hates Mingjiao, so naturally he will not let Zhang Wuji touch Zhou Zhiruo.
But Lu Qingyun was different. He was from an upright family and was kind to Emei, so she had no scruples in her heart.
"What about you, Master?"
