[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

"This elder, I, Emei, have always been upright and upright in my work. If I say I don't practice, I won't practice. This is a relic of my ancestors, so I can't just give it away. If this elder wants to mess around, is he bullying me that there is no one in Emei?"

Zhou Zhiruo's words were dismissed and hit. At this time, she had handed over the iron ring, the token of the sect leader, and she was not as aggressive as before, but when she opened her mouth, all the Emei disciples stood behind her tacitly.

The thin old man was forced to stand up, he is really good for the Beggars' Clan, there is no reason why his school's martial arts should be transferred to other schools, if this is spread, what will be the face of the Beggars' Clan!Originally, the eight-year-old leader of the Beggar Gang was already enough to be ridiculed by others, but now that this happened, how could there be a foothold for the Beggar Gang in this world!

This step is absolutely irreversible.

"I think you, Emei, are the ones who bully me! There is no one in the gang of beggars! You have taken the Nine Yin Scriptures in Yitian, and no one in the world dares to have an opinion, but what about the Dragon Saber! It's ridiculous. It's not your Emei's treasure, but in terms of belonging, he should also belong to Peach Blossom Island, if he comes from Peach Blossom Island, my Beggar Clan will have nothing to say!"

Is this a miserable meeting? !

Apparently, this old man is very good at changing concepts. On the day of the Lion Slaying Conference, the Peach Blossom Island disciple made it clear that he was not very interested in the Dragon Slaying Knife.However, what he said was not wrong, because the Dragon Slaying Saber really did not belong to Emei back then.

"Since that's the case, Xiao Changkong, hurry up and ask Sect Master Zhou for the dragon-slaying knife and its treasures."

When the two sides were at a stalemate again, a soft voice suddenly pierced the anxious air. Obviously, no one thought that at this moment, there were still people talking so casually.Everyone turned their heads one after another, only to find that Wudang Mo Qixia, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared in Emei at some time.

His face was a little paler than before, but his eyes were very bright, as bright as stars in the dark night. Li Changkong was listening carefully when he was called by his name suddenly, and he responded in a naive way: " The disciple understands."

In fact, Li Changkong didn't understand at all.

"Mo Qixia, this is the relationship between our faction and Emei, please invite Mo Qixia..." The thin old man was halfway through speaking, and then he remembered that this Mo Qixia seems to be... a descendant of Taohuadao sect? !Fuck, when did his mouth become so effective?

"Changkong, don't hurry up."

"You..." Zhou Zhiruo's view of Mo Shenggu was very complicated. She didn't doubt the other party's identity as a descendant of Peach Blossom Island, because it was the other party who pointed out the exercises she practiced under the Bright Summit back then, but she And a doubt, "I can give it to you, but I have a question."

Tan Zhao nodded: "What's the problem?"

"Back when Xie Xun and I were killed in the Mingjiao Fengyang sub-altar, you were the one who saved me and left a note, right?"

This girl is really smart, and Tan Zhao doesn't need to hide it: "It is indeed me."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel a little relieved when she heard the words: "Thank you for letting me know, and also thank Mo Qixia for saving my life back then, come and fetch the things."

"Master!"

"Go, what Emei can't keep, it's better to give it to the right person."

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have been reborn. Tan Zhao didn't know what the other party had gone through. His mood had changed so much, and his skills had improved by leaps and bounds. He couldn't help kicking Xiao Changkong, probably meaning you look at him.

Xiao Zhangkong felt innocent, touched his calf, and accepted the iron box handed over by Emei disciple with aggrieved expression.

The amount of money to buy is a little tricky, the thin old man's neck stretched out when he saw the iron box, if he didn't know that his martial arts skills were not good enough to defeat these many people, he might have just grabbed it with his hands.

"Open it."

"Yes, Uncle Seven."

The iron box was opened, and inside was a broken sword, and underneath was a scroll of brocade silk and an iron scroll. What was written on it was Wu Mu's suicide note that everyone in the mountain wanted in their dreams.

Although they had heard it for a long time, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw it.

Tan Zhao reached out to take out the brocade silk inside, without opening it, and handed it to Yang Bing, "Here, keep it for this little girl, it's useless to leave it here."

Yang Bing didn't understand the world very well, so she took it when the other handed it over. Shi Hongshi was now lonely and weak, so she had to take care of him more: "Thank you."

The skinny elder of the beggar gang was like a long chicken whose neck was pinched, and he didn't hear him venting his anger for a long time, but his goal had already been achieved, so it was hard to force himself out.

At this time, there were still two things in the box. Tan Zhao stretched out his hand to caress the broken part of the knife edge. The precious knife was alive and made a slight buzzing sound when he brushed it over. When the sword is broken, it is sad after all: "Is there anyone in the world who can repair such a sword?"

No one answered him, but he has plenty of time, do you want to spend some time learning forging?Tan Zhao put aside the broken sword, then took out the iron scroll at the back of it, flipped it casually, and it turned out to be Wu Mu's suicide note.

"This is really a hot potato."

Who said it wasn't, but no matter who got it under the mountain, they wouldn't think it was hot. Instead, they had Wu Mu's suicide note. Isn't it just around the corner to conquer the world!

"Master Zhou, I will settle the matter at the bottom of the mountain, please wait for three days."

"Okay, three days, if I haven't retired in three days, even though I, Emei, are all female disciples, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

Tan Zhao nodded: "In that case, everyone, take your leave!"

After taking away the hot potato, the Emei Sect and the Beggar Clan could no longer quarrel, Yin Liting took Wudang disciples down the mountain to spy on the news, he hurried back, but still missed.

"Did you see my junior brother Mo Shenggu?"

"Mo Qixia has gone for about a cup of tea."

Yin Liting couldn't help but feel a little depressed, he always felt that if he couldn't see this side, it might be... it would be hard to see him in this life.

"Yin Liuxia, don't worry too much. Mo Qixia has high martial arts skills and outstanding intelligence. He will be fine."

Yin Liting nodded involuntarily, but her heart was still a little empty after all.

Three days passed in a flash, and the sun was about to set in two more hours. All the people in the rivers and lakes on the top of Mount Emei raised their hearts together, until after another cup of tea, the disciples of Emei who spied on the news finally brought First good news:

"Report to the head, the army of King Ruyang at the foot of the mountain has retreated."

"Is this true?"

"It's true."

Before everyone had finished sharing the good news, another cup of tea was served, and the Mingjiao army also retreated. Even at this time, many people discovered that the Mingjiao army was just a feint, saying that there were thousands of people, maybe not even a hundred. Also unknown.

Is Mingjiao tricky? !

People in the Jianghu can't understand, those big and small rebel forces have already scolded their mothers directly, what the hell, the group of grandsons of Mingjiao, they have already obtained Wu Mu's suicide note, and they are so damned, I heard that it is the handsome boy who advocates Wuji It's a good idea to tune the tiger away from the mountain!

What a circle!The base camp is about to be penetrated!

In fact, some forces have been pierced through. Three days ago, Liu Ji took Wu Mu's suicide note and ran across the starry night, and sent a letter to all his former colleagues. At this time, the strength of literati advisers was revealed.

Liu Ji is worthy of being the brightest star in the history of the Ming Dynasty. With Wu Mu's suicide note, he is even more powerful. Tan Zhao bet on the opponent's ability, but the fact is, he was right.

"The matter is done, when will Mo Qixia exchange the terms?" Zhao Min couldn't help but ask.

"anytime."

"Well, I want Mo Qixia to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"Be the witness of me and Wuji, in a few days..."

Tan Zhao is glad that he is not drinking: "No, say it again, the wind is a bit noisy today. I may be old and my ears are not working."

"I would like to invite Mo Qixia to be a witness of my marriage with Zhang Wuji."

Tan Zhao took a deep look at the other party, and then said: "Yes, if you must."

waste!waste!Neither of them takes his promises seriously, but he is a big boss who takes the throne for others if he wants it. Can he pursue higher.

"Thank you, Mo Qixia, for your success."

Since Tan Zhao agreed, he would not break his promise. Zhang Wuji returned half a month later. He got Wu Mu's suicide note from the Seventh Master Uncle and sent it to the Mingjiao front. He even fought a battle with him before resigning.

Since then, there has been no more Hierarch Zhang in the world.

"Minmin."

"Brother Wuji, Mo Qixia has already agreed to officiate the marriage for us."

Tan Zhao: ... No, that's not the case, okay? Also, dog food is not tasty, please go out and spread it, he is an old man with a bad heart, and he will easily get anorexia if he eats too much dog food, Xiao Zhangkong, you What's the matter with that face of relief, can it be better, have you practiced the Nine Yin Manual?

Then, three days later, Tan, who was the witness for the first time, stumbled through the process. Not to mention, he had traveled through so many worlds, and it was the first time he had hosted Xiao Dengke for someone else. It felt... quite unique.

"Uncle Qi, what's wrong with you? Is the wound in your heart hurting again?"

Tan Zhao waved his hand: "If you make a fuss out of a molehill, you can't die. I just feel that there is nothing wrong with being alive."

"That's natural. We can go back to Peach Blossom Island tomorrow." Speaking of this, Li Changkong suddenly burst into a big smile: "Uncle Qi, the wine under the cold spring should be drinkable."

Tan Zhao was a little surprised: "Aren't you going back to Wudang?"

Unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly became free and easy: "I wrote back to Wudang and said it, the master said let me follow you, so don't think I'm annoying."

Tan Zhao paused, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, after drinking this cup, let's go back to Peach Blossom Island tomorrow."