Shivering and Cold

The Yuan Dynasty was corrupt, the Mongolian nobles seized land, imposed excessive taxes and various miscellaneous taxes, and the country became increasingly weak. Coupled with years of famine, the poor peasants were desperate.

When the bottom was hit, they rebelled, and righteous men from all over the country such as Han Shantong, Liu Futong, Xu Shouhui, Peng Yingyu (Monk Peng), etc. all wore red scarves and rose up.

Three thousand tigers will reach the land of Youyan; dragons will fly ninety-five and reopen the sky of Song Dynasty.

This is the slogan of the Red Turban Army.

As time went by, although many of these rebels were suppressed by the Yuan soldiers, with the leadership, forces from all over the country followed suit.

Some people cannot survive and have no choice but to do so, and more anti-Yuan forces still covet that supreme position.

The emperor takes turns to sit at my house today!

Emei, Golden Summit, practice ground.

"Hmph, ha, hum~" The female disciples were practicing vigorously one by one, and their moans kept coming and going.

On a certain roof, the melon seed shells piled in front of the little yellow cat were now taller than his entire body.

In the whole Mount Emei, he is the most leisurely now.

Even Xiaosheng and Xiaopeng have to run up and down the mountain every day to deliver messages.

I don't know what happened, but some forces in Bashu and Shu who responded to the Red Scarf Army did not want to attack the Yuan soldiers and occupy the city, but instead focused on fighting them in Emei.

In this case, Chu Mie simply lived at the foot of the mountain. The Red Scarf Army there was stupid, so she took the repaired Yitian Sword and argued calmly with them.

Because of the profoundness of Buddhism, most of the leaders were convinced. Soon after, those subordinates who had offended Emei were reformed and turned into new people.

A small number of leaders were reluctant at first, but later the entire force was influenced from top to bottom by the extinct Buddhism and voluntarily went to the Holy Land of the West to study Buddhism.

Since then, the Emei Sect's prestige has grown day by day, and sects from all over the country believe that Jiejie is highly respected and deserves to be the upright leader of Bashu.

After three recommendations and three resignations, Miejie showed guilt and became the leader of the righteous alliance in Bashu, presiding over many affairs in the world.

After that, even if Miejie didn't say anything, the Red Scarf Army in various places would have their own sects to deal with it.

In fact, some of the Red Scarf Army were actually supported by some sect forces. With their help, the Emei Sect finally relaxed.

Sure enough, in this crazy world, safety and stability depend on who has the biggest fist! At worst, the whole thing will be overturned, and no one will be allowed to play.

Only in this way can everyone sit down and have a good talk with her in peace!

A bunch of trash!

With a calm expression on his face, he returned to Mount Emei. He was thinking all the way about how he should casually mention in front of his disciples how powerful he was at the foot of the mountain, and how he could defeat all heroes with his sword.

She is not old yet, she is still the number one in Emei!

She walked to the Golden Summit with her hands behind her back and watched the disciples all working hard to practice. Jue Laohuai comforted her. It was true that she had been running around at the foot of the mountain these days.

In Emei, she is not the only one struggling.

After observing for a moment, Miejie felt that something was wrong. Each of these disciples seemed to be practicing the skills in the Nine Yin Manual?

this.???

Why do all the current sects and factions cherish their own affairs?

One is because he is afraid that his martial arts knowledge will be leaked and someone will find his weakness, which will be a dead end. The other is to ensure the advantages of his own sect. In martial arts battles, you will either die or be injured. Without advantages, how can you ensure the inheritance of your sect?

But now she regards it as a treasure. The Nine Yin Manual, which can only be practiced by Emei's heirs in the future, can be practiced by everyone. What's going on?

Could it be that there is a mole in Emei?

After thinking about it for a while, Mie Mie found out that currently there are only two people who know Jiuyin Zhenjing martial arts, one is herself and the other is Zhiruo.

But will Zhiruo's soft, sweet and honest appearance betray the sect?

impossible!

With this calculation, all possibilities are eliminated, and the only possibility is the truth.

The truth is that the mole is herself!

Now Mie Mie is a bit suspicious that he may have passed on his secret knowledge in his dream.

"Master!" Seeing Jiejie approaching, the disciples greeted him quickly.

These days, Master actually asked Junior Sister Zhiruo to teach them Emei's unique skills, regardless of the family's opinions, and only received a small amount of pocket money. Now they respect Mie Mie from the bottom of their hearts.

Miejie nodded with a kind look on her face. Since her skills improved greatly, she no longer has as much pressure as before. In addition, she has won every battle outside, and her mentality has become more comfortable.

"Zhiruo, come with me!" Jiejie called to the young apprentice beside him who was enthusiastically treating the injuries of the senior sisters.

How long has it been since you started studying medicine?

Buddhist temple.

Miejie said in a deep voice: "Zhiruo, why are your senior sisters practicing the unique skills in the Nine Yin Manual? Where did they learn it from?"

"I taught you, Master." Zhiruo said calmly.

Jue Jue was stunned: "How can you easily teach her magical skills to others? Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone else?"

"Master, my senior sisters are very good to me.

Senior Sister Ding gave me money, Senior Sister Jingxuan was afraid that I would be alone at night and stayed with me to sleep, Senior Sister Jingxu asked me to practice calligraphy, and Senior Sister Jinghui taught me medical books. They are not outsiders." Zhiruo blinked her eyes and said weakly.

.

Miejie took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, you can go down."

Zhiruo looked at Mie Mie and found that her face seemed a little pale and her body seemed to be trembling. She quickly asked with concern: "Master, are you a little cold? Let me get you some clothes to wear. You are shivering."

Got it!"

Extinction:.

Is it possible that I am angry with you?

After a moment of silence, Miejie uttered a few words coldly: "I'm sleepy, you go down."

"Yes, Master!"

After the young disciple left, Miejie quickly picked up the wooden fish in the Zen room, banged it hard, and began to recite the Qingxin mantra.

"Dangdangdangdang~"

"What?"

It wasn't until midnight that Mie Mie slowly opened his eyes, his eyes calm as water again. In fact, thinking about it carefully, Zhiruo did the right thing.

If the Emei Sect wants to expand again, the strength of its disciples must not be weak.

For example, in Shaolin Wudang, it is not just the elders who are at the top of the martial arts world. Even some of the disciples already have the strength of some of the leaders of major martial arts schools.

Why? Because they have so many unique skills, so many that each person can practice several of them.

Even if a few secret skills are leaked, the forces that have obtained the secret skills will at best practice them secretly and not dare to leak them.

And with the addition of the Nine Yin Manual, the Emei Sect actually has the foundation of a major martial arts sect. Plus, together with myself and my young apprentice, we have two top masters.

Does that mean that Emei can also compete with Shaolin and Wudang? How can such a big sect be stingy?

Extinction tried to comfort himself.

The biggest reason, of course, was that she felt that her little apprentice was no longer inferior to her. If she tried to teach her a lesson but failed and was beaten, wouldn't it be a loss of face?

Forget it, never mind, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, as long as she enjoys them regardless.

Jiejie lay back on the bed and fell asleep peacefully, thinking about changing the names of those secret skills. As long as it was said that these secret skills were passed down by Master Guo Xiang, it would not arouse public criticism.

In this world, although most people don't follow the rules, there are some things, some people, and some rules that you must abide by.

This is also what people at the top of the world need.

Because they will all grow old.

…

Emei Golden Summit.

"Ha, clang, bang~" The sound of fists and palms clashing, and swords clashing could be heard all the time.

Zhiruo was happily jumping around with a medicine box on her back, treating the injuries of the senior sisters.

As everyone improves their martial arts, they are often easily injured during competitions. Senior sister Jinghui is watching from the front mountain, so Zhishi simply moves to the practice ground to provide everyone with professional and effective medical services in a timely manner.

Of course, you have to collect money.

After bandaging a senior sister again, Zhiruo squinted her eyes like a crescent moon: "Senior Sister Ding, for an ordinary sword wound, I gave you the best medicine without leaving any scars. I will give you five hundred coins."

Ding Minjun was helpless, took out his wallet from his waist and paid five coins.

After putting away the money, Zhiruo quickly ran to the other side. The senior sister's arm was accidentally dislocated.

"Setting bones, setting bones, Chenghui one or two!"

"Junior sister, I am envious of how well you are doing in your small business."

"Oh, senior sister, I use the best medicine for you. I don't make any money at all. I just want to practice my medical skills."
To be continued...