[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

Zhou Zhiruo practiced lightness kung fu, went up the mountain with Jingxuan and Bei Jinyi with light steps, and entered the main hall, and saw all the teachers and sisters in the sect standing in the main hall, and the master Jue Jue was sitting at the head.It was only then that she realized that the two senior sisters, Jingxuan and Bei Jinyi, were sent by the master to greet her.Presumably Song Qingshu sent someone to tell Master that she was coming back today.

She took a few steps forward, clasped her fists in salute to Miejue Shitai, and called "Master".Miejue Shitai looked at her, her face was still as solemn as usual, but her eyes were concerned, and she asked, "Zhiruo, how is your injury?"

Zhou Zhiruo knew that although her master seemed strict, she was kind to them disciples, so she smiled and replied, "Master, my disciple's injuries are no longer a problem."

Miejue Shitai nodded, seeing that although her face was normal, she was still not at ease, and said: "Come here, I will take your pulse for Master."

Zhou Zhiruo took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand, and slightly rolled up her blue sleeves, revealing a piece of jade white wrist.Jue Jue put two fingers together, resting on her veins to examine her pulse carefully, and only when he noticed that her pulse was flowing smoothly and there was indeed no internal injury left, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

"Zhiruo, you did a good job this time, and you didn't disgrace our Emei Sect." Miejue Shitai was always strict with these disciples and rarely praised them. Zhou Zhiruo got such a sentence today, and everyone was a little surprised.

Zhou Zhiruo has always gotten along well with the senior sisters, and she is a little younger than everyone else, so everyone still takes good care of this little junior sister.This time when she went down the mountain, she had heard about what she had experienced from Bei Jinyi who had returned to Emei a few days ago, and she was sweating for her.

Therefore, when they heard Miejue Shitai was satisfied with her, everyone didn't have any other thoughts in their hearts.Ding Minjun, who was standing on the top, gritted his teeth in disdain, squinted at Zhou Zhiruo, who was like a moon surrounded by stars, and secretly spat at her good luck, she was already arrested, but she was able to come back without incident!

"The Tartars are rampant and oppressing our Han people. It's good to frustrate their spirit now." Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's understatement of what happened to them in the past few days, Jingxuan said with emotion. Their disciples are all Han people. Tazi really didn't like it.

"Okay, Jingxuan, you all go to the training ground. Zhiruo, you stay." Miejue Shitai looked at Jingxuan and said.

Jingxuan said "yes" and led all the juniors out, only Zhou Zhiruo and Miejue Shitai remained in the main hall.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what Miejue Shitai left her for, and because of the matter with Song Qingshu, she felt a little guilty, so she stood with her eyes downcast and didn't speak.

Miejue Shitai looked down and saw her bowing her head slightly, she looked obedient and obedient, and said, "Zhiruo, do you know that you used to have a senior sister named Ji Xiaofu?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked up at Miejue Shitai, nodded hesitantly, and said, "Zhiruo once heard that this Senior Sister Ji is very good at martial arts when she is young, but... she never got to meet her."

Miejue Shitai sighed, didn't look at her, as if he was looking at the void and remembering something, after a moment of silence, he said: "That's right, Ji Xiaofu was my beloved disciple, I have high hopes for her. Gao, cultivate her carefully." She paused for a while before continuing, "She originally had a marriage contract with Wudang Yin Liting, but she broke the marriage contract because of the Demon Sect Yang Xiao, and even gave birth to a daughter for Yang Xiao regardless of her innocence."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but think of Song Qingshu when she heard that she had a marriage contract with the Wudang faction, but she was distracted for a moment, then she heard Miejue Shitai's voice become harsher, and she couldn't help but wonder, why did Master say this to her today?She frowned slightly and asked, "Master, what about Senior Sister Ji?"

"She's dead. I beat her to death with my own hands." Miejue Shitai said, her words were decisive, revealing a bit of chill, but Zhou Zhiruo caught a bit of helplessness and a little guilt from her words.

"Master..." Zhou Zhiruo called out hesitantly.

"Do you also feel that the teacher is so ruthless that even a beloved disciple can kill someone?" Miejue Shitai's voice sounded in the empty hall, but the usually strong and powerful voice was now as gloomy as thunder.

Zhou Zhiruo froze for a moment, slowly shook her head, and said sincerely: "Master must be very sad to kill his beloved disciple."

After hearing this, Miejue Shitai's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she returned to normal, she turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, her expression softened, and she said, "Do you know why the teacher told you these things today? "

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Miejue Shitai's eyes froze suddenly, and he said in a solemn tone: "Although we have many disciples in the Emei Sect, since Ji Xiaofu's death, we have never met a disciple with potential in martial arts as a teacher."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head slightly in surprise. If she still doesn't understand what her master means, it's too unreasonable.

Miejue Shitai looked at her surprised eyes, her complexion softened, and she said in a soft tone: "Zhiruo, your senior sisters have better martial arts than you, but none of them have any martial arts talent. I, Emei, are really good at it." Martial arts Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu, but they can't understand it with their aptitude. Now, as a teacher, I will bestow this Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu to you."

The master meant to pass on the mantle to himself. Zhou Zhiruo was really startled at this moment, she quickly shook her head and said, "Master, disciple, I am afraid that the aptitude of this disciple is not enough to learn the best martial arts in this sect."

"As a teacher, you can see your aptitude. In time, your martial arts cultivation will surpass your senior sisters." Jue Jue comforted her.

After speaking, he passed a few formulas of Emei Jiuyang Gong to her, and after she memorized it firmly, he asked her to practice this inner power and heart method every day in the future.

Zhou Zhiruo was a little absent-minded when she left the hall.What happened today, she really didn't expect that the master has always favored her more, she knew it, but she didn't expect that the master would pass on the Emei Jiuyang Gong to her in private today.

As for the head of Emei, she asked herself that she had never thought about it, there are so many seniors in the door, and in terms of seniority, she would never be qualified to be the head, but there is a faint meaning in the master's words.

A silver light flashed in front of her eyes, and a sword flew from the sky, and with the fierce wind, Zhou Zhiruo took a step back calmly.

Looking up, it was indeed Ding Minjun standing on top with his arms folded, looking at her with disdain, and said, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, what did Master tell you to make you so desperate."

Zhou Zhiruo avoided the sword, walked up, and stepped on the steps step by step. With a calm demeanor, she raised her eyebrows and said warmly, "Master just asked how I was injured."

Ding Minjun didn't believe it, jumped down from the top, stood on the step in front of her, looked at her and sneered: "If you just ask this, why did the master send us all away? Junior sister, you don't have to lie to me. "

"Senior Sister Ding, if you don't believe me, you can ask Master yourself." She looked at her and said, pursing her lips, the expression on her face remained unchanged.

Hearing this, Ding Minjun opened his eyes wide, glared at her, snorted and slammed her shoulder hard and walked down.

Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder was knocked sideways by her, but she didn't say anything, just walked up as usual.

Seeing that Ding Minjun was embarrassing Zhou Zhiruo again, the people who were practicing swords were a little bit aggrieved by her, but due to Ding Minjun's high seniority, arrogant and unreasonable personality, they couldn't do anything against her.Seeing Zhou Zhiruo approaching, they all gave her consoling looks, Zhou Zhiruo smiled to indicate that she was fine, took out her saber and practiced.

Su Mengqing walked up to her with his saber, and said, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, let me practice with you."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and nodded, "Okay, Senior Sister Su."

"Then I'm here." Su Mengqing threw away the scabbard, greeted Zhou Zhiruo, and stabbed at Zhou Zhiruo. Zhou Zhiruo raised her sword to meet him, the two swords clashed, and the silver light shone slightly.Su Mengqing's swordsmanship is not exquisite, but it is superior in strength, and the internal strength and strength infused into each move are stronger than Zhou Zhiruo.

The two exchanged more than ten strokes, Su Mengqing saw the opening behind Zhou Zhiruo, and stabbed with the sword, Zhou Zhiruo turned around, her skirt moved slightly, her long hair suddenly raised, drawing an arc.She braced Su Mengqing's sword with her sword, pushed it forward, relieved the strength of her sword, turned her wrist lightly, and the sword edge shone, and rested on her neck.

"Senior sister, I've offended you." Zhou Zhiruo said softly, and took the sword from her hand.

Su Mengqing did not expect that Zhou Zhiruo could defeat her in more than ten strokes, flicked her wrist, blinked and smiled and asked, "Zhiruo, what kind of sword technique is this, why have I never seen it before?"

Zhou Zhiruo put the sword back into the scabbard, and said, "This is Wudang Song Qingshu Brother Song taught me a few tricks last time. I just did it inadvertently." Thinking of Song Qingshu teaching her sword skills with a smile, the corners of her mouth twitched Alice.Thinking that she hadn't noticed that she had used the sword technique Song Qingshu taught her just now, she couldn't help secretly watching Su Mengqing's reaction.

Su Mengqing said "Oh", and said with a smile: "It is said that Master Zhang of Wudang is a master of martial arts, and this Wudang swordsmanship really lives up to its reputation."

Seeing that her expression was the same, Zhou Zhiruo felt relieved, and unconsciously caressed the hilt of the sword with her fingers, stroking the intricate patterns on it, and said, "Yes."

"I heard from Senior Sister Bei that Song Qingshu is not only handsome, but also strong in martial arts. He is really outstanding." Su Mengqing put away the sword, took her hand and walked back to the room while covering his mouth with a smile.

Song Qingshu's handsome facial features and the two words he left before Zhou Zhiruo's mind appeared in Zhou Zhiruo's mind, and her face blushed again, but Su Mengqing who was at the side didn't see it, and she responded a little unnaturally: "En. His Martial arts are really good."

"Oh!" Su Mengqing shouted dejectedly, and said angrily, "If I had known this, I should have asked Master and I to go with you, and I would have seen and seen."

Seeing her winking, Zhou Zhiruo knew that she was talking nonsense for fun, and she also agreed with a smile: "Okay, senior sister, next time if there is another Kunlun, a hero from Shaolin, you must be the first to talk to Master." Please."

Thinking of those old-fashioned young disciples of Kunlun School and Shaolin School with mediocre martial arts skills, she laughed out loud after she finished speaking, and Su Mengqing also laughed so hard that she fell on top of her.

The dark sky is like a pool of eyes that cannot be seen clearly. A round of plain moon hangs in the sky, and the brilliance is cast on the tightly closed windows, which is vaguely reflected on the ground.

Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting the formula of Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu, channeling the true energy of the whole body from the dantian to the various acupoints around her body, and then gathered it to the dantian.

Just finished running for a week, she opened her eyes, spread her palms, and looked at her jade-white palms, where several thin palm lines stretched intertwined and intertwined.

Thinking of Ding Minjun's confrontation with himself and what his master said in the morning, he couldn't help but sighed.

"Crack" came a soft sound outside the window.

She looked up, her heart moved, and she picked up the sword beside the bed vigilantly.

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