"From now on, you are my maid. If the Persian Ming Cult comes to visit me, I will help you to get back. The man will be killed and the woman will be captured and used as a maid."

Luo Qingyang's passionate sermon.

It seems that one of those messengers is good-looking, and it would be nice to stay as a maid.

Of course, these people cannot be taken to Wudang Mountain, and at best they can stay in the courtyard at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

"How do you know about Persian Ming Cult?"

Dai Qisi was even more surprised. Even the Persian Mingjiao General Forum knew about this person. This made no sense!

As a Wudang disciple, why would he know so much about the Ming Cult? Could it be that he sneaked in and worked as a spy?

"There is nothing in the world that I don't know. Even if there is, it only means that it is not important and is not part of the destiny."

Luo Qingyang looked at Dai Qisi calmly. If this maid accepted one, it would definitely not be enough.

He has to recruit a few more maids, and they must be as beautiful as flowers, for no other reason than to be pleasing to the eye.

"The prodigal son!"

This time, the person who cursed was not Dai Qisi across from her, but Wang Nangu who looked disgusted.

Initially, she had a good impression of Luo Qingyang. He was a friend of her senior brother and he stayed to help.

I never thought that this would actually be the purpose, to bring the most beautiful woman from the Central Plains into my house.

"Junior sister, don't talk nonsense. Brother Song practices the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."

Hu Qingniu hurriedly grabbed Wang Nangu to prevent her from offending Luo Qingyang.

This little guy in front of you can set you up in a minute, and you never know when he will sell you.

"Practice Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, then..."

Wang Nangu was about to refute.

However, I suddenly felt that the name of this exercise was a bit familiar. It was practiced by Zhang Sanfeng himself!

Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was not even passed on to his disciples, but was actually passed on to the little guy in front of him.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Dai Qisi couldn't understand.

A man who practices Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu would be asking for trouble if he keeps a beautiful woman like him by his side and can only look at her but not eat her.

As for the success of Chunyang Wuji Gong, by that time, she will have become old and yellow, and will no longer be as beautiful as she once was.

Isn't it bad that there are so many young beauties? I have to miss this old woman.

"I want you to help me practice. Having a group of beautiful women around me every day will help me to be pleasing to the eye and to better practice Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."

Luo Qingyang replied solemnly.

Such a reason made everyone's eyes look strange.

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Dai Qisi didn't even know what to say.

She was now a prisoner in the hands of Luo Qingyang. She had no choice but to listen to Luo Qingyang and had no other choice.

"Brother Hu, pack up, let's return to Wudang Mountain."

Luo Qingyang walked up to Dai Qisi and stretched out his hand to strengthen her acupuncture points a few more layers.

The pure Yin brushing hand alone cannot seal Dai Qisi for long.

After all, Dai Qisi's internal strength is also superior to his. When he turns back, let Zhang Laodao take action to seal it.

If he wants to control the Ming Cult, he can start from the Purple Shirt Dragon King, Ji Xiaofu and Yang Buhui.

The White-browed Eagle King of the Sky Eagle Sect is related by marriage to Wudang Mountain, so he will naturally side with them.

When the time comes, he will push Zhang Wuji to the bright side, and then secretly control the Mingjiao to subvert the Mongolian Tatars.

"Someone is coming."

Suddenly, Master Miejie brought two disciples, Ding Minjun and Jingxuan, to the Butterfly Valley.

They saw the Emei sect's distress icon and rushed over there. After asking around, they found out that someone was using Emei's name to do bad things.

"I've met Master Tai!"

Luo Qingyang bowed his hands and bowed to Master Miejie.

Ji Xiaofu on the side quickly knelt down to salute Master Jue, while Yang Buhui stood blankly.

"Young Master Song, did you also come here specifically after seeing the Emei Sect's distress icon?"

Master Jiejie glanced around for a week.

Except for the extremely beautiful purple-robed Dragon King who was frozen in place, the rest of the people followed Luo Qingyang's lead.

I just never thought that I would be able to see Ji Xiaofu again, this evil obstacle that had disappeared for several years.

"No, no, I was in Butterfly Valley, exchanging medical skills with Brother Hu, and helping my junior brothers heal the injuries from the Xuanming Divine Palm. It happened that all the senior brothers were poisoned and came to ask for help, so I took action to save them."

Luo Qingyang shook his head. He had no idea what the Emei Sect's icon looked like.

He has not paid attention to these things all this time. All his thoughts have been on martial arts and other things.

"Is the Purple Shirt Dragon King taking advantage of Emei's reputation?"

Master Miejie's face was unkind, and she looked at the beautiful woman beside her, and her whole body's internal energy started to work.

"Yes, I borrowed your Emei Sect's distress pattern to trick people from the Kunlun Sect and Kongtong Sect into coming over, and then injured them with golden flower poison darts."

There is nothing Daichis dares not admit.

She wanted to see if she, a "maid", could get Luo Qingyang's protection.

On her own terms, she would not dare to say that she was definitely a match for Master Miejie. The Yitian Sword was so sharp that only the True Martial Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword could sharpen its edge.

However, in terms of internal strength, Dai Qisi has the advantage, and the internal strength of the exterminating old nun is only slightly better than Luo Qingyang.

A lot of years have been spent on dogs.

"The old nun will kill you today."

Master Miejie herself has a bad temper.

She pulled out the Yitian Sword, carrying the sharp sword energy, and killed Dai Qisi.

I don’t care whether you are the Dragon King in Purple Shirt or not, and whether you have left the Ming Cult or not. Anyway, everyone in the Ming Cult deserves to die, and she will definitely not show mercy.

"Dang~"

The sound of metal clashing was extremely loud in the air.

Luo Qingyang didn't know when the Zhenwu Sword had been unsheathed, and a finger-twirling soft sword touched the Heavenly Sword of Miejie Shitai.

The sharp sword energy was instantly defeated, and the Yitian Sword was also knocked back.

"Song Qingshu, do you want to protect the demon sect?"

Master Miejie’s face looked ugly.

Even the Seven Heroes of Wudang were respectful when facing her.

Even though she is the third generation head of the Emei Sect, she is still the leader of the sect in terms of status.

Today, she never thought that a third-generation disciple of Wudang would actually stand on the opposite side of her.

"I don't care if you want to kill others. She is my maid, and I am the only one who can bully her."

Luo Qingyang stood there calmly, the Zhenwu sword having returned to its original state.

"Song Qingshu, even your father must be polite when he sees a poor nun."

Master Miejie was furious.

This guy is too unruly. Don't think that just because you have some strength, you can do whatever you want.

"That may disappoint Master. I look down on my father's character. According to my character, only those who can surpass me can gain my respect."

Luo Qingyang stood here, even if he didn't move, he was exuding a fierce sword intent, which was still suppressing the Yitian Sword.

This is the posture of a superior, just like the difference between an emperor holding a sword of Shang Fang and an imperial envoy holding a sword of Shang Fang.

In the art of swordsmanship, Luo Qingyang is undoubtedly superior to Miejie Shitai.

"I would like to go to Wudang Mountain to find Master Zhang and ask, is this how you, the disciples of Wudang Mountain, are disciplined?"

It is not easy for Master Miejie to take action against Luo Qingyang.

Because she is not sure that she can defeat Luo Qingyang. If she loses, she will lose face and lose her fortune.

Nowadays, people are more likely to use their status to suppress others and want to consolidate their status as elders.

"Master, please excuse me."

Luo Qingyang preached indifferently.
To be continued...