Reborn Cat: Are you my shit shoveling officer?

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"Zhi Ruo, what do you think about the future, what kind of man will you marry in the future?" Jue Jue suddenly asked curiously.

The girl thought for a while: "It's enough for me to have Lele! Man, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword and make money!"

Extinction:  …

Chapter 0277 Zhang Sanfeng

Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Palace.

Zhang Zhenren, the myth of Jianghu martial arts, the chief disciple: Song Yuanqiao, standing outside the main hall, looking down to the south.

The county below is like an emerald surrounded by green trees and clear water, shining like a golden pot for fish farming.Looking to the north, you can see Longshou Mountain with various peaks and ridges, majestic, deep valleys, steep peaks and strange rocks that are about to fly into the sky.

Every time a big event happens, Song Yuanqiao likes to stand here, recalling that the seven senior brothers and the master worked together to create everything in Wudang Mountain little by little.

The entire mountain gate is dotted with different, simple and elegant palaces from bottom to top, connected by 1100 steps, surrounded by cigarettes, and slightly chime.

On the mountainside, the newly planted pines and cypresses grow vigorously with twigs and young leaves; in the mountains, after the heavy rain, the torrent flows out for thousands of feet. Standing at the mouth of the stream and looking up, it has the spirit of "the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky".

These were all built brick by brick by their senior brothers and their disciples, and some flowers, plants and trees were planted by the master.

Wudang was already the leading sect in the Jianghu, and now it is even known as North Shaolin and South Wudang.

But he knew that Mu Xiu would be destroyed by Lin Feng.Now, as the nominal head of the Wudang faction, every decision he makes will put Wudang in a desperate situation.

Just like the fifth junior brother before, if he hadn't committed suicide, it is unknown whether Wudang Mountain exists today.It's a pity that Wuji's child, both of his parents died at a young age, since he went to Butterfly Valley for medical treatment, there has been no news at all.

Isn't it dead?

Then how can their brothers have the face to go to see Fifth Junior Brother after a hundred years?

"呖~" There was a crisp crane cry, and an elegant white crane flew to the main hall.

Seeing Song Yuanqiao, the white crane was very proud, raised its head and gave a call to him, kicked the letter bucket on the ground with its paws, gave him a sideways look, and then spread its wings and flew away.

Song Yuanqiao smiled helplessly, shook his head, and leaned forward to pick up the letter.

This white crane originally belonged to the Emei sect. In the past two years, the several major sects have been discussing matters concerning the Mingjiao.

In the end, the Emei School simply used some birds to deliver messages, such as golden withers, white cranes, and carrier pigeons.

That day, the master was very quiet and wanted to move, and he went out to guide his disciples. As soon as he saw the white crane, he fell in love with it. He immediately sent a letter to the Emei Sect, wanting to buy some domesticated white cranes.

Wudang sect, a big Taoist sect, does not have spirit cranes, is this plausible?

The Emei faction over there replied quickly, saying that the white crane was domesticated by junior sister Zhou Zhiruo, and if Zhenren Zhang liked it, he would give it away without any money.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that it turned out to be the little girl he saved in Hanshui that year to honor him, he immediately comforted him.

Later, the master heard from his sixth apprentice Yin Liting that Xiao Zhiruo's swordsmanship was extremely high, and he was no longer inferior to the sixth disciple, so he specially sent someone to send a few sword manuals that he personally annotated and compiled.

"Tai Chi Sword", "Shenmen Thirteen Swords", "Fingering and Soft Swordsmanship"

Obviously in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, he can recreate this sword technique at any time, but with such a spiritual crane, if you miss it, it will be gone!

What troubled Song Yuanqiao was that the two pairs of spirit cranes didn't know how to train them in the Emei School, so it was fine if they could eat, and they were picky eaters!It's okay to be picky eaters, but I still like to be clean, so I have to have several disciples to take care of me.

The most important thing is that they still have a big temper. Unless the master came out on his own, it would be extremely difficult for them to send a letter. Without the special Qiling Pill of the Emei Sect, it would be impossible to make things right.

In this way, the master still felt that they were spiritual, and he liked them more and more. He personally spent time creating two sets of martial arts for them, one for dodging and one for attack, to prevent them from being captured.

Master even found a professional doctor to decipher the prescription of the Emei School's Qiling Pill, so that the Spirit Crane could eat freely in the future.It's a pity that this Emei school's prescription has strange medicinal materials that can't be seen at all.

Master was disappointed.

Hearing from Emei that Zhou Zhiruo created this medicine, Zhang Sanfeng sighed again and again.

"Okay, I didn't expect the little girl I rescued by chance to have such an encounter. It really looks like that beautiful woman back then!"

Song Yuanqiao and the others could only keep silent.

Over the years, they have discovered that it is best not to interrupt when Master is missing a certain old person.Otherwise, Master will definitely take the opportunity to beat them up in the name of teaching martial arts.

"Hehe~" Thinking of these interesting past events, Song Yuanqiao laughed, shook his head, opened the letter, and his face gradually became serious.

In these years, the Red Turban Army under the Mingjiao has become more and more prestigious, and almost everyone from all over the world has become a member of the Red Scarf Army.The banners of these Red Scarf Army are good, and most of them are anti-Yuan.

However, as long as most of the Red Scarf Army has power, they will almost always follow the same old path: the common people.And they are greedy, even the major factions that do not violate the river, they will target without a bottom line.

Robbery, murder, and massacre of common people are almost worse than Yuan soldiers.

Under the call of Shaolin, the various sects finally decided to go to the Guangming Summit together to discuss an explanation.

But looking at everyone's decision together, Song Yuanqiao was very strange, and even found it unbelievable.

First: Since when have all the factions in the martial arts world been so united?

You must know that everyone's residences are thousands of miles apart, and the Guangmingding is in a bitterly cold place outside the Great Wall. It may take months or half a year just to travel.

Second: According to his investigation, most of these forces of the Red Turban Army are just in name, and they are not actually affiliated with Mingjiao. What's the use of them going to Mingjiao to settle accounts?

Holding the letter, Song Yuanqiao was thinking a lot, always feeling that there was some conspiracy inside.

It seems that there is a big hand manipulating everything, just like the fifth junior brother returned to the mountain gate before, people from all walks of life gathered in Wudang to force the palace.

Among them, the most important role is: Shaolin!

Whenever he thinks of this sect, Song Yuanqiao feels very heavy in his heart. In fact, Shaolin has played a significant role in many martial arts catastrophes, but for hundreds of years, he is still the leader of the righteous way.

Unfortunately, although he sensed that something was wrong with the six factions besieging Guangming Ding this time, he still had to go, because he was the one who initiated the convening.

If not, how will Wudang gain a foothold in Wulin in the future?The most important thing is the sixth junior brother, every time he talked about Yang Xiao, his eyes would tear apart, and he even threatened that even if he didn't go to Wudang, he would go alone.

As a big senior brother, can he watch the sixth junior brother go to die?Let the master send the white-haired person to the black-haired person again?

"Hey!" Song Yuanqiao sighed, and thought of his son: Song Qingshu.

Qingshu's martial arts are outstanding among the younger generation of Wudang, although they may not be as good as the older generation like them, but he is still considered a master in the Jianghu.This time, I simply took him with me to practice.

As a father, he is also selfish, and it would be great if his son could be in charge of Wudang in the future.

As for the sixth junior brother who said that Emei Zhou Zhiruo's swordsmanship was no longer inferior to his, he absolutely did not believe it.Even a master who is like a god in the Jianghu, at the age of 14, should not be able to reach the current martial arts of the sixth junior brother.

It must be an exaggeration.

My son Qingshu, the younger generation must be the best!

……

Emei School, Golden Summit.

"Hey~" Jin Qiao flew over, and Juejue immediately summoned all his disciples.

Another four years have passed. These years, the disciples have been practicing the unique skills with all their strength, and each of them has made great progress in strength. She is also relieved.

Looking at the little apprentice at the corner, Juejue is very proud, this guy doesn't understand the truth that the young don't work hard and the boss is sad.

The teachers and sisters, including herself, are working hard to practice.Every day, the little apprentice thinks about treating injuries and making money for senior sisters, selling birds and medicine to make money.Simply ignorant!

Feeling the vigorous internal force in the body, Juejue is very confident, and the current self should not be inferior to the little apprentice.

Emei, she still has the final say!

"Master, what do you want from us?" Ding Minjun asked.

In the past few years, she has been obsessed with practicing kung fu and has become stronger, and she has dared to speak loudly with her master without knowing it.

Juejue glanced at her, and said in a deep voice: "After being confirmed by the leaders of Shaolin and Wudang, our various sects will send elders and elite disciples to go to the Guangming Summit together to discuss an explanation."

"Jinyi, you are the only one among us who has been to Guangmingding, and you will lead the way when the time comes. Can you tell us what we are going to prepare first?"

Bei Jinyi stood up and said, "Report to Master, the Guangming Peak is far above the Kunlun Mountains in the far west. The mountain is high and the road is far away. It is about 4000 miles away from our Emei.

We can go north from Chengdu, cross the Bayan Har Mountains, pass through the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and meet the 'Kunlun School' in the southeast of Mount Kunlun.

During this period, we have to go through snow mountains, swamps, grasslands and deserts to reach Guangmingding.

At our speed, with fast horses and light work, we can walk about a hundred miles a day. If the direction is good, we can reach it in two months. "

Good guy!

Hearing this, all the disciples immediately started whispering. This was impossible when Extermination was unambiguous before. Obviously, the current disciples are very confident in their own strength.

Juejue coldly swept over all the disciples: "All the expenses of this operation will be borne by the sect. Sign up 'voluntarily'. Anyone who doesn't want to go can not go!"

Hearing this, the girls were moved instantly. Now that everyone's strength has increased greatly, they are naturally very confident in this operation.Moreover, they have been in Emei retreat for so long, practicing kung fu, and they happened to be a little tired.

Isn't this just business travel?Moreover, everyone is sisters from the same family, and they can take care of each other. There is even a professional doctor like Zhi Ruo, who must go.

"Master, I'll go! For Emei, for the uncle, for the senior sister, and for the common people in the world, we have a duty to do it!" Ding Minjun said righteously.

"By the way, Junior Sister Zhiruo is going too." As he said that, Ding Minjun pulled Zhou Zhiruo along with him.

Stop Ruo:  …

"Yes, yes, yes, I also want to serve the world." The other senior sisters said quickly.

The three women are two hundred ducks. Now that the ducks have gained strength one by one, the whole hall will feel like it will be disturbed in a short while.

"Hmph!" Extinction snorted coldly.

The scene was silent, after all, Master Yu Wei was still there.

"The foundation of my Emei Sect is still the classics of the Cangjing Pavilion, so someone must stay behind. Jingxuan!"

"exist!"

"From today onwards, my Emei mountain will be closed for repairs. You lead your disciples to guard and protect my Emei classics. If necessary, you can cut off the suspension bridges between the front mountain and the back mountain, and wait for me to come back."

"Yes!" Jingxuan was a little regretful.

Following the practice of the body training provided by the little junior sister, she now has a height of almost six feet and a strength of several thousand catties. Her strength has greatly improved, but she has no chance to go out to fight.

It would be great if there were enemies who took advantage of Master to go out and attack the mountain.

"All disciples, listen to the order!" Jue Jue shouted, full of vigor.

"Yes!"

"Go back and pack your things, tomorrow morning, after breakfast, let's go!"

"Yes!"

……

On the second day, on the mountain road, Juejue and a dozen or so disciples each carried a simple package, held a sword, and walked lightly.

Everyone has practiced their internal skills for decades, and they have already reached the state of being invulnerable to cold and heat, so even if they are going to the bitterly cold places outside the Great Wall, they don't need to bring too many clothes, at most a few sets of underwear.

The dust and dirt on the coat can be washed and repaired, and the children of the world don't need to care so much.

Of course, some toiletry and cosmetic utensils have to be brought, otherwise, when the six major factions meet, their image will not be good, wouldn't it embarrass the Emei faction?

Jue Jue glanced at all the disciples, all the pores were tightly closed, his eyes were deep, and there was inner energy.

She is Emei, not weaker than others!

When he saw the little apprentice, Jue Jue frowned, and his small body was actually carrying a bamboo basket as tall as a person.

"Zhiruo, why do you bring so many things?"

Zhi Ruo weakly said: "Most of them are all kinds of pills and food, one package can't fit at all, the main reason is that my family's Lele is too edible.

And Lele is also very lazy, this bamboo basket is just right for him to sleep in. "

Juejue is furious, this little yellow cat is simply too hateful, isn't this just squeezing her precious apprentice?Her extinct apprentices cannot be squeezed by just anyone!

"Zhi Ruo, just right, my package is not big, please carry it for me." Saying that, Jue Jue put her package into the little apprentice's huge bamboo basket.

"Oh, I see that you are holding the sword in your left hand, and your walking may be unstable. It happens that your right hand can also hold the Yitian sword for me."

Zhou Zhiruo: ...

I'm just a child who can't reach it!

"set off!"

"Let's go!"

Everyone is very happy and looking forward to it, snow mountains, grasslands, deserts, what is it like?

Zhi Ruo flattened her mouth and followed, of course, with her strength, this thing is as light as a feather to her, even if she is unhappy, no one cares about her.