Zhou Yanruo was wearing a crown, a yellow emerald shirt, wearing a cyan gauze, looking up at the void in the distance, such as the lotus flowers, the ritual, the fairy in the sky.
"Director, I have contacted Shaolin Wudang and other major factions. When I was competing for the position of the DPRK in the future, I waited for a few factions to watch each other as before."
A female disciple came to the courtyard quietly and reported a latest situation.
Ten years have passed, and the extinction has already retreated to the leader. He could not retreat in the door all year round. Zhou Yiruo is not only the head of Emei, but also the person with the highest martial arts.
As Quan Zhenjiao and Mingjiao have become the strongest forces in the world, Shaolin Wudang Emei and other major factions cannot be responded without response. It must be done.
When it was impossible to resist force, Shaolin Wudang and other major factions were united with each other, and they also entered the new dynasty to plan the official position. Although they still could not compete with the Ming religion and all true religion, at least they would not weaken the forces.
Now that people who are officials in the new dynasty can be said to have an unwritten rule, that is, they must have martial arts. If martial arts are too low, even if they are sitting high, they cannot be convinced.
This is also an impact brought by the government's control of the DPRK. At least compared to previous, the world's martial arts are prosperous, and the masters have begun to emerge.
The choice.
Zhou Yiruo nodded, but did not reply, and the female disciple on the side bowed down.
"Mingjiao, Quan Zhenjiao ..."
With a sigh, Zhou Yanruo turned to leave the other courtyard, and after a long time, he arrived at the Wudang faction.
As the center of today, Shun Tianfu has a slightly famous power on the rivers and lakes. He has his own stronghold here to get the news of the new dynasty in time.
"Zhou's head, you are here, Shaolin's Master Yuantong, Yin Xizi of Kunlun, and Zhang Zhiwei of Kunlun have arrived.
It is Wudang Song Qingshu, and now the head of Wudang, it looks handsome and extraordinary, but occasionally when looking at Zhou Yiruo, it is inevitable that he is obsessed with obsession.
However, although Song Qingshu is still obsessed with Zhou Yiruo, there are no things that do not have the original plot, and naturally have not done those absurd things.
"I understand, the head of Song, did Zhang Zhenren not come back yet?"
Zhou Yiruo nodded, glanced at behind her, and then asked indifferently, if it was not Song Qingshu's identity, she didn't want to ignore the person in front of her.
Wudang has Zhang Sanfeng's existence, and the connection with Zhang Wuji is also close. The situation is best among several factions. If Zhang Sanfeng ignores the common things, Zhang Wuji will be hidden a few years ago. The situation of Wudang may be better than today.
"A few years ago ... I left with the master of Zhang, and there was no news to this day. Father, they guessed that the ancestor should see Su Taojiao of Quan Zhenjiao."
If it is someone else, Song Qingshu will naturally not say these secrets, but in the face of Zhou Yiruo, he fully shows the consciousness of being a dog licking, saying things out of the matter from 151.
Step!
At this time, a young woman with a good martial arts was holding a jasper to fight the dog stick, and the followers who followed the dilapidated elders behind him slowly came to the Wudang residence. It was the party of the beggar.
"Historian gang, you are finally here, and you have been waiting for you in it."
Song Qingshu faced the other people and restored the cold appearance. He even had some blame in words. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the beggar.
"Looking at the head of the Song Dynasty, the head of Zhou forgive me, and something happened to help, so it came late."
Shi Hongshi apologized. With the help of Su Cheng and Yang Yaoqin, she gradually settled the position of the gang. Unfortunately, as the situation in the world was stable, the people's lives became better and better, and the beggar gangs would inevitably weaken.
After all, if you can eat and eat without worry, no one is willing to leave his hometown to be a beggar. The reason why Shi Hongshi came late is to deal with these troubles.
"It turns out that this is the case, I have just arrived, so soon, let's go in together."
Zhou Yanruo's face showed a smile, and he waved his hand towards Shi Shi Hongshi, and his words were very kind.
It should be noted that even though Shaolin Wudang Emei and other alliances are required, there are also fighting inside. If Zhou Yan must be an allies, Shi Hongshi is a woman. He is young and the most suitable.
"Okay, Sister Zhou, you're the best."
Shi Hongshi glanced at Song Qingshu with a smile, directly stepped forward to hold Zhou Yiruo's arm, walked in in the courtyard.
Don't look at Shi Hongshi, the youngest, but after a lot of things, you can master the beggars in your hands. It is definitely not a simple character. Naturally, you know how to deal with these things.
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassed behind him. Before the goddess in his heart, he would naturally not show too much anger. He was busy converging and followed.
And after a few people entered the mansion, someone immediately informed the Mingjiao and Quan Zhenjiao.
Mingjiao's base camp in Shuntianfu is still the original Wan'an Temple.
Today, the younger generation of Ming religions is headed by Lan Yu and Wang Yan. The former is the owner of the Flood Banner, and the latter is the master of the giant wooden flag. He has a good prestige in the Ming religion.
"Shaolin Wudang has begun to act, and Quan Zhenjiao must be discussing countermeasures. I can't go back and down here."
The blue jade is tall and sharp. From the perspective of the face, I know that it is not a simple character.
"It really can't be behind. In the future, there will be assessments such as ring competence, governing concepts, etc. in the future. If you can't take those people at that time, even if you and I have the support of the Holy religion behind you, it is difficult to convince the crowd."
Wang Xun's voices echoed the road. Although the Ming religion was strong, there were all true religions on the side, and the union of the big factions such as Shaolin Wudang was not small.
Suddenly, there were light sounds from outside the room, and then two Mingjiao disciples came in, and quietly said a few words in front of Lan Yu, even Wang Yan on the side never heard it clearly.
"The master of Su, appeared in the Western Regions ..."
Lan Yu groaned a little, then looked at Wang Yan and said the news he got.
"What? Then ... the one was back at this time?"
Wang Yan's face was gloomy and suddenly felt that things were tricky. Once Su Cheng appeared in the whole true palmism, with the other party's martial arts and prestige, what they planned would inevitably fail.
"It's not just the Su Church, but some people have seen Zhang Zhenren of Wudang and the master of my Holy religion ..."