Shuntian Mansion, Emei Villa.

Zhou Zhiruo wore a miter, a yellow emerald smoked sweater, and a green gauze dress. She looked up at the void in the distance, like a lotus emerging from the water, and her appearance was peerless, as if she were a fairy in the sky.

"Master, we have already contacted Shaolin, Wudang and other major sects. When we compete for positions in the DPRK in a few days, we and other sects will watch and help each other just like before."

A female disciple quietly came to the courtyard and reported the latest situation.

Ten years have passed, and Miyue has long since resigned from the position of leader. He has been in seclusion in the sect all year round. Zhou Zhiruo is now not only the leader of Emei, but also the person with the highest martial arts skills.

And as the Quanzhen Sect and the Ming Sect have become the strongest forces in the world, Shaolin Wudang Emei and other major sects cannot be left without a response and must do something.

When they were unable to resist with force, Shaolin, Wudang and other major sects united with each other and entered the new dynasty to seek official positions. Although they still could not compete with Mingjiao and Quanzhenjiao, at least they would not let their power weaken.

It can be said that there is an unwritten rule for those who serve as officials in the new dynasty, that is, they must possess martial arts. If the martial arts is too low, even if they sit in a high position, they will not be able to convince the public.

This is also an influence brought about by the Jianghu factions controlling the government. At least compared to before, martial arts has flourished in the world, and masters have begun to emerge in endlessly. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that if you want to stand out in today's world, the best way is to practice martial arts.

choice.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, but did not reply. The female disciple on the side bowed and left.

"Mingjiao, Quanzhenjiao..."

With a soft sigh, Zhou Zhiruo turned around and left the other courtyard, and soon arrived at the Wudang Clan's headquarters.

Shuntian Prefecture is now the center of the world, and all the slightly famous forces in the world have their own strongholds here to wait for news of the new dynasty in time.

"Master Zhou, you are here. Master Yuantong from Shaolin, Yin Xizi from Kongtong, Taoist Zhang Zhiwei from Kunlun, and others have already arrived. Now, only the leader of the Beggar Clan, Shi Hongshi, has not arrived yet."

The speaker was Song Qingshu of Wudang, who is now the head of Wudang. He looked elegant and distinguished, but when he occasionally looked at Zhou Zhiruo, there was inevitably a look of obsession in his eyes.

However, although Song Qingshu is still obsessed with Zhou Zhiruo, without those things in the original plot, he naturally did not do those ridiculous things, which put Song Qingshu in an irreparable situation due to his special status.

"I understand, Master Song, has Master Zhang not come back yet?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, glanced behind her, and then asked calmly. If it weren't for Song Qingshu's special status, she wouldn't want to pay attention to the person in front of her at all.

Wudang has Zhang Sanfeng and has close ties with Zhang Wuji. Its situation is the best among the major sects. If it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng's disregard for secular affairs and Zhang Wuji's retreat a few years ago, Wudang's situation would probably be even better than it is today.

"The Patriarch... left the leader Zhang a few years ago, and there is still no news. My father and the others guessed that the Patriarch went to see Master Su of the Quanzhen Sect."

If it were anyone else, Song Qingshu would naturally not tell these secrets, but facing Zhou Zhiruo, he fully demonstrated his consciousness as a licking dog and told everything in detail.

Tap tap tap!

At this moment, a young woman with a rather heroic spirit, holding a jade dog-beating stick, followed by several elders in shabby clothes, slowly came to the Wudang station. She was a group of Beggar Clan.

"Chief Shi, you are finally here. The others are already waiting for you inside."

Song Qingshu returned to his cold demeanor when facing other people, his words were even harsh, and he was obviously dissatisfied with the people of the Beggar Clan.

"I hope Master Song will forgive me, Master Zhou. Something happened within the gang, so I came a little late."

Shi Hongshi clasped his fists and apologized. With the help of Su Cheng and Yang Yaoqin, she gradually became the leader of the gang. Unfortunately, as the world situation stabilized and people's lives became better and better, the Beggar Gang inevitably declined.

After all, if they could have enough food and clothing, no one would be willing to leave their hometown and become a beggar. The reason why Shi Hongshi came the latest was to deal with these troublesome things.

"I see. Leader Shi is very polite. I have just arrived. Let's go in together."

Zhou Zhiruo had a smile on her face, waved her hand towards Shi Hongshi, and acted very cordially in her words.

It should be noted that even if there is an alliance between Shaolin Wudang Emei and other factions, there are still internal struggles. Zhou Zhiruo will definitely need allies. As a woman and young, Shi Hongshi is the most suitable one.

"Okay, Sister Zhou, you are indeed the best."

Shi Hongshi glanced at Song Qingshu with a smile, stepped forward and took Zhou Zhiruo's arm, and walked into the courtyard.

Although Shi Hongshi is the youngest, he has experienced a lot of things since he was a child, and he is still able to control the Beggar Clan. He is definitely not a simple person, and he naturally knows how to deal with these things.

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly behind him. In front of the goddess in his heart, he naturally would not show too much anger, so he quickly calmed down and followed.

And just after a few people entered the mansion, someone immediately informed the Mingjiao and Quanzhenjiao of all the conditions here.

The headquarters of Mingjiao in Shuntianfu is still the original Wan'an Temple.

As for the younger generation of the Ming Cult today, they are headed by Lan Yu and Wang Bi. The former is the master of the Flood Flag, and the latter is the master of the Giant Wood Banner. They have considerable prestige among the Ming Cult.

"Those people from Shaolin Wudang have begun to take action. The Quanzhen Sect must be discussing countermeasures. We, the Ming Sect, cannot lag behind in this matter."

Lan Yu is tall and has sharp eyes. Just from his appearance, you can tell that he is not a simple person.

"You really can't fall behind. In a few days there will be competitions in the arena and tests on your governing philosophy. If you can't convince those people at that time, even if you and I have the support of the Holy Religion behind us, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Wang Bi echoed that although the Ming Sect was powerful, there was the Quanzhen Sect on the side, and the combination of Shaolin, Wudang and other major sects was also very powerful. Naturally, they could not be careless, otherwise they would probably be defeated.

Suddenly, there was a soft noise outside the room, and then two Mingjiao disciples came in and whispered a few words in front of Lan Yu. Even Wang Bi on the side did not hear clearly.

"That Headmaster Su appeared in the Western Regions..."

Lan Yu pondered for a while, then looked at Wang Bi and told the news.

"What? Then...that person came back at this time?"

Wang Bi's face was gloomy, and he suddenly felt that the matter was difficult. Once Su Cheng, the master of Quanzhen, showed up, with his martial arts and prestige, their plan would inevitably fail.
Chapter completed!