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Chapter 0290
It is cold in the north, and as the end of the year approaches, snowflakes are flying.
It snowed heavily all night, and the sky finally cleared up early in the morning.
Stop if you open the big tent, ho!The mountains, rivers, trees, and houses have all been changed, as if wearing a white padded jacket made by Miss Dong herself.
The willow trees that have lost their leaves are covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars, and even the pine and cypress trees are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs.
The snow on the ground is as thick as a foot. If you go out carefully, your little feet will make a "creaking" sound when you step on it, as if playing a cheerful piece of music.
"Senior sisters, come out and play~" Zhi Ruo yelled into the tent.
After a while, Emei disciples came out of the tent one by one.
It's too cold here in the north. Originally, they were several people in one tent, but it was cold last night. Besides, they were all girls. Although they could exercise their skills to keep out the cold, they couldn't hold the little yellow cat warm and soft.
Then they entered Zhiruo's tent one by one, coincidentally.
The end of the year is approaching, and everyone is eager to go back to celebrate the New Year, getting up early in the morning.They leave the tent one by one, perform their own duties, pack up, wash up, clean up, and set off on their way after breakfast.
The little yellow cat left in the tent lay sprawled in the middle, its big blue eyes staring blankly at the top of the tent.
Women are so scary!
Half a quarter of an hour later, Extermination slowly stepped out of his tent.
The disciples have already started a snowball fight, everyone is a martial arts practitioner, the snowball is naturally fast and fast, and some of them can even turn.
Extinction, who always had a cold face, stared at it for a moment, then walked to the side to wash up.
The breeze blows, and a layer of snow is rolled up from the ground, like layers of silver fine sand, which are fragmented at first, and then gather together like white lotus flowers, silently falling on everyone's clothes, hats, etc. On the eyelashes, on the hair.
Zhi Ruo's delicate face was full of gentleness and delicate aura, but with one against thirty, the senior sisters ran away with their heads in their hands.
When the little yellow cat came out, the little yellow ball quickly crawled along the girl's feet to the shoulder of the shovel.
Zhi Ruo shook his body, pieces of pure white "feathers" fell from his body, flying down from the air like petals.
"Cough, cough cough~" A few coughing sounds came from afar, very strange in this icy and snowy world.
Ding Minjun and the others quickly put their hands on the hilt of their swords and looked around vigilantly.
"Hey, hey~" Zhi Ruo's face froze, he looked at the little yellow cat on his shoulder, and sure enough he was chewing something again.
After a while, a pair of dark eyes stared at the big blue round eyes.
Miao Le's mouth stopped unconsciously, his eyes were sincere.
Shit shoveler, believe it or not, we cats, like those sheep, can take out the food in our stomachs and continue to chew!
It is said that this can save food.
Zhi Ruobai rolled his eyes at him, his brows were agile, revealing a hint of flattery.
I believe you a ghost!
"Cough~" With a coughing sound, an old woman with bowed back and white hair came over.
The old lady was holding a white wooden walking stick and wearing common clothes, she looked like an old woman from a poor family, walking a few steps, coughing a few times, she seemed to be working extremely hard.
However, Zhiruo noticed that the rosary beads held by the mother-in-law in her left hand were shining with golden light. When she took a closer look, she saw that each rosary bead in the rosary string was actually plum blossoms made of gold.
How much should this be worth?
Ding Minjun stepped forward and said coldly: "Grandma Jinhua?"
This is their temporary residence, and the snow field is so big, but the old lady is going to them, she must be a bad person.
Moreover, they met this master in Emei back then, and she herself suffered a loss from this old guy, which naturally shocked her deeply.
Granny Jinhua didn't care, she was just defeated by the less than one-handed enemy back then.
"Let me ask you, when you went to Guangmingding, did you see a girl named Xiao Zhao?"
Ding Minjun smiled and said, "So what if you've seen it, so what if you haven't seen it, why should I tell you?"
Granny Jinhua looked up at her, did she need to clean up?However, when he noticed the extinction that he watched indifferently from a distance, he was startled.
Back then, the extinction was only because of the strength of the weapon, which was better than her, but looking at it now, the face is kind and the aura is restrained.
Is this a great loss of skill, or has his cultivation reached an incredible level?
Or, put on a show?
Try it, and then you'll know!
"Why, the little girl who was holding the broken copper back then hasn't been taught enough, and her temper hasn't changed?"
Ding Minjun smiled even more happily. As a girl from Chuanfu, she has an unusually aggressive personality. She was taught a lesson before, and now that she has practiced kung fu well, she will naturally regain her appearance.
Now this is not because she is bullying the old man, but because he provoked him first.
"Your temper hasn't changed, don't you know if you keep trying?" Ding Minjun drew his sword out of its sheath as he spoke.
Granny Jinhua fixed her eyes on the tip of the long sword in her hand, and suddenly, she raised her crutch and moved towards the sword.
Ding Minjun's long sword trembled and stabbed at her shoulder.The golden flower mother-in-law coughed, and then raised her staff to sweep across.Ding Minjun walked with the sword, and swam behind his opponent like lightning. His footsteps were undecided, but the sword move came first.
But Granny Jinhua didn't turn around, turned her crutch upside down, and threw it at her sword blade with her backhand.
Ding Minjun knew that the crutches were powerful, and the sword in her hand would never be able to withstand them, but she was young, with good physical strength, strong internal strength, and long-lasting!
The body shape followed like willows blown by the wind, swaying around the golden flower mother-in-law, the sword light flowed, and the words were unclear.For a while, it was like a breeze blowing a bell, and the sword's sound was crisp, and then the wind was strong, and the sharp sword cut the air with a swishing sound.
Granny Jinhua is actually the Ming Cult's Zishan Dragon King, Zibai Jinqing, who was ranked first among the Ming Cult's four Dharma Kings back then, and her martial arts are naturally top-notch in the Jianghu.
But at this moment, her brows were already furrowed, she really couldn't figure out, how could this Ding Minjun turn around with such speed of the sword.
Are her meridians made of iron?
After a hundred moves, although neither of them could take down the other, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the golden flower mother-in-law's cough became more severe, and she was obviously exhausted.
If Senior Sister Ding had a sword of decent quality, she might have won at this moment.
The corner of Miejue's mouth twitched. Her senior brother was so angry that she was a woman who hurriedly took over the Emei School. No one knew how much pressure she was under. All kinds of things came to her in an instant.
No money, no masters, and coveted enemies from outside.
She had no choice but to kill, kill especially, and with Zhang Zhenren's words, Emei gradually recovered.
So she has always been polite and caring towards Wudang, and even betrothed her most proud disciple, Ji Xiaofu, to Yin Liting.
Unfortunately……
Now, these disciples can finally support Emei's appearance, so she can finally relax, which is great.
It seems that she is still very good at teaching disciples!
The battle was still going on, after 150 moves, Granny Jinhua was old and frail after all, coupled with the cold poison in her body, she finally couldn't resist such a quick attack and defense.
"Cough cough~" With a cough and breath, the crutch slowed down by half a cent.
Ding Minjun's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his sword and placed it on her neck.
On the line of life and death, Granny Jinhua thought a lot.
She used to be very famous in Mingjiao, she was Yang Dingtian's adopted daughter, the number one beauty in martial arts, with superb martial arts, she has countless admirers.
On the top of the bright light, by the clear water pool, the purple shirt is like a flower, the long sword is better than the snow, the temper is like ice, and the arrogance is as cold as a plum.
In the end, I fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved on a whim, and left Mingjiao. As a result, the lover died of severe cold and poison.
Now that I even died in the hands of a junior, it is really an impermanent world.
Thinking of the humiliation of the past, Ding Minjun turned his sword sharply.
"Clap~"
He actually slapped the golden flower mother-in-law on the face with the blade of the sword.
Surprisingly, with such strength, the mother-in-law didn't even have a trace on her face. Could it be that there is still a skill to cultivate face in this world?
Covering her face, with blood on the corner of her mouth, Granny Jinhua looked at Ding Minjun bitterly and said, "If you lose, you lose. If you want to kill, you have to do whatever you want!"
Ding Minjun stood with his sword behind his back, in a good mood: "Grandma Jinhua spared my life back then and made me embarrassing, but now it's just the law of heaven, and the retribution is not good."
Granny Jinhua was taken aback, thinking of these years, because Hu Qingniu, who blamed the Mingjiao, did not heal her husband, poisoned countless people in the Jianghu, and asked them to go to Butterfly Valley for treatment.
Relying on his high martial arts, he bullied the weak.
Although my husband died because others refused to treat him, is it right for me to take revenge on those ordinary people?
Taking another look at Ding Minjun who was proud and proud, Grandma Jinhua shook her head, turned around slowly, and left Xiao Suo.
"Cough cough~"
It's nice to be young!
Ding Minjun's smile faltered, and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable. How could he feel that he was bullying the little with the big, and bullying an old lady.
"Everyone pack up, pack up, get ready to go home!" Extinction shouted.
"Okay!" A junior sister shouted.
Ding Minjun Qiqi Ai Ai walked up to the extermination: "Master, I..."
"Good job!" Extinction praised, and turned back to the tent to pack his things.
Ding Minjun was overjoyed, it had been a long time, and this was the first time Master praised himself.
If you can praise yourself today, will you give up the position of head to her tomorrow?
Great!
……
A month later, the Wudang faction.
Song Yuanqiao and others came back in a hurry, and when they arrived at the Jiejian Monument at the foot of the mountain, they were shocked and turned pale.
I saw that there were corpses everywhere under the "Sword Unraveling Stele", which originally symbolized Wudang's prestige in the rivers and lakes. Wudang disciples were cleaning up one by one, looking sad and angry.
"What happened? Where's the master?" Song Yuanqiao rushed forward, grabbed a disciple and asked.
Seeing Song Yuanqiao, the disciple seemed to see the backbone, and hurriedly said: "Master, I don't know what happened, a monk came to the mountain a few days ago, covered in blood, he came to worship the mountain, and then the master went out to meet him.
Not long after, a cloud of fireworks suddenly rose from the mountain, and then Yuan soldiers attacked the mountain! "
Song Yuanqiao was in a hurry: "What happened later!"
"Later, later." The disciple thought of something, with a frightened expression on his face: "The disciples were fighting the Yuan soldiers to the death, but the Yuan soldiers all had armor, spears, and there were many of them, so we sacrificed a lot of people in a short while.
Then Shigong rushed down with the sword in his hand, raised the sword and dropped it, and fought in and out of the Yuan soldiers camp, killing dozens of them back and forth.
Blood flowed from the top of the main hall to the foot of the mountain, and the entire Wudang Mountain was stained red. We washed it for a long time before we could reach the bottom of the mountain. "
Song Yuanqiao became even more anxious: "What about Master?"
"In the end, the Yuan soldiers killed several generals who commanded them, and the martial arts masters who followed couldn't survive the master's move, and they were defeated directly.
Only then did the master stop, and he kindly ordered us to clean up, and he went back to the mountain to raise birds by himself. "The disciple widened his eyes and said in fear.
They never knew that the master who has always been a fairy has such a side, he is simply a murderer in this world.
Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief.
A master is a master, Niu!
Hearing the news that the master was fine, the few of them immediately relaxed a lot. When they went up the mountain, they looked at the surrounding ruins and even had time to discuss which sword technique the master used at that time.
After arguing for a long time, looking at each other, I finally came to a conclusion that the master seemed to be cutting flatly all the time, that is, killing chickens.
Since then, Wudang had a few white cranes, and the master spent more time writing letters when he was out of customs, and this skill seems to have increased again.
Who exactly communicated with Master?Everyone is curious.
After reaching the realm of master, can martial arts go further?In the end, can it be compared to the legendary immortal, relying on emptiness to control the sky?
In Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng was standing in front of the main hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky.
Song Yuanqiao brought several juniors to visit: "Master."
Zhang Sanfeng with white hair and childlike face nodded: "I'm back." Then he was very satisfied to see that the apprentices were all intact.
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