Mount Emei.

The clouds and mist are floating, and the white mist fills the air like a fairyland.

The cold wind blew by, stirring up the surrounding fog, and causing the leaves to sway here and there, making a rustling sound.

She was driven down the mountain. Yan Jing'an stood under the banana tree, silently staring at the Emei disciples not far away who were hostile to her. In her hand, she held a scroll that had been prepared long ago.

This scroll was none other than the painting that her master gave her to Yan Jing'an.

This painting is her last chance.

She had thought that when things were put in front of her, Yan Jing'an still didn't quite understand them.

Obviously the relationship between the Emei Sect and Cihang Jingzhai should not be like this in theory. Looking at the appearance of those disciples, after Yan Jing'an revealed their origins, they looked completely hostile. It can be imagined that Ben

The Emei sect probably doesn't have a good reputation.

But even so, Yan Jing'an had no intention of giving up.

According to her plan, if she wants to face that legendary man, all the major sects in the world need to work together. Unfortunately, for a while, the only one who has got a definite answer is the Shaolin Temple. After all, Shaolin and Ci

Hangjingzhai belongs to the same sect and origin. If they deny this decision, they will fundamentally deny themselves.

On the contrary, Wudang Mountain and his party did not get what Yan Jing'an wanted.

It was ordinary, but Yan Jing'an was accidentally aroused by someone on Wudang Mountain, and the other person was just a boy. This situation made Yan Jing'an feel a little bit dumbfounded. However, this scene was not revealed by Yan Jing'an.

Jing'an cares too much, her mission down the mountain is her biggest purpose.

At present, among the largest living sects in the world, the influence of the three Shaolin Wudang and Emei sects is self-evident. The only remaining one is the Mingjiao located in the northwest. As for the Beggar Gang who once ran rampant in the world, after the two Song Dynasties,

It has been severely damaged and has lost the influence it once had. It is even said that their secret technique of subduing the dragon, the Eighteen Palms, has been lost.

Such a sect... is not worth Yan Jing'an's efforts to win over. In her opinion, these people may only play a role in waving flags and cheering from behind.

As for other sects...

As long as these three factions are dealt with, the rest will be just grassroots.

The current world needs a leader to call for help. Looking at the past, the most qualified person is Cihang Jingzhai.

What Yan Jing'an is doing right now is this person who is the leader.

But right now, it seems like it's a bit of a bad start, in a sect that seems to be the easiest to attack.

As the former saint of Cihang Jingzhai, there is still a little affection between the two sects, but now it seems that the two families have become a life-and-death feud. The attitude of the head of the Emei sect, Miejie Shitai, is really honest.

The toughness left Yan Jing'an speechless.

The world-famous Yitian Sword was unsheathed, and Yan Jing'an was forced to leave the Golden Light Summit of Emei.

This situation formally told Yan Jing'an about the strange and complicated relationship between Guo Xiang and Cihang Jingzhai. Recalling the hesitant words of his master, the description of Guo Xiang in his words almost made it clear that Cihang of that generation

Hangjingzhai was almost destroyed in Guo Xiang's hands.

What did Guo Xiang do that made the elders of the sect keep silent about what he did, as if it was an absolutely embarrassing thing and they were ashamed to speak.

The doubts and gossip that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly emerged in Yan Jing'an's heart involuntarily.

"no!"

"This Emei group cannot just end like this!"

"In comparison, Emei is more important than Shaolin!"

Taking a deep breath and concentrating her eyes, Yan Jing'an had already made a decision in her heart. The scroll in her hand was placed in front of her. Before, she didn't even have a chance to take out the scroll. This time she must use this scroll.

Open the gap.

And the girl named Zhou Zhiruo is a pretty good prospect.

Um……

Very wise.

With his mind settled, Yan Jing'an stepped out from under the banana tree,

Qiang——

On a small road.

Ding Minjun, who had been staring intently at the woman in front of him who had an outstanding appearance and a worldly aura, was jealous of her appearance. At the same time, he unsheathed his long sword and pointed at the uninvited guest from afar.

The unsheathed sword already showed the attitude of the Emei Sect at this time.

Mountain top.

Golden light roof.

Main hall.

The head of the Emei Sect, who was jokingly called the Master of Extermination by Jianghu people, was sitting cross-legged on a futon with her eyes closed at the moment. Not far in front of her, there was the memorial tablet of Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei Sect.

A fly whisk was placed lightly on his arm, and the Yitian Sword was placed across his knees.

Master Miejie just sat there quietly.

Behind her, standing was none other than her favorite disciple—Zhou Zhiruo.

The hall was extremely quiet, with only the smell of incense permeating the air. Zhou Zhiruo stood in the back looking a little timid, her hands constantly holding the corners of her clothes, and there was a hint of nervousness on her pretty face. It seemed that she was

What does it look like when a little girl’s thoughts are revealed?

Half a moment.

Master Miejie opened her eyes and said, "Zhiruo!"

"Master, my disciple is here!" Zhou Zhiruo, who was surprised by the sudden address, immediately reacted and replied respectfully.

"Remember that person from before?" She raised her tall sword eyebrows slightly. Master Jue seemed to be dissatisfied with the meek nature of her disciple. She wanted to say something, but in the end she changed her words and said: "She

and the people behind her will be our Emei Sect’s formidable enemies.”

"!!!"

Zhou Zhiruo, who was still young, looked confused after hearing these words. She had never seen anything sinister in the world at such a young age. She only remembered that the eldest sister named Yan Jing'an was very beautiful.

Just like the person in the painting, the smell of dust made Zhou Zhiruo's little mind understand what a fairy is.

Why is a fairy sister a bad person?

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't understand it.

Why did the master have such a big reaction after hearing what the other party said!

Of course she doesn't understand.

Zhou Zhiruo has never experienced the two most terrifying and unpredictable moves in the world - for you and for the world. These two are exactly the two tricks Cihang Jingzhai is best at. When encountering this, how many people in the world will

Can you escape?

Unable to figure it out, Zhou Zhiruo asked her doubts: "Why, master? Then...well, she doesn't look like a bad person!"

"..."

Master Miejie couldn't help but frown when he heard this. This reason obviously cannot be explained clearly in a few words, and the most terrifying thing is that this problem cannot be explained clearly at all. In the end, Master Miejie could only warn Zhou Zhiruo as a master:

"There is no need to ask why, Zhiruo, you just need to know that the people in this sect have bad intentions."

"oh!"

Zhou Zhiruo was confused about this vague answer. She wanted to ask the truth, but faced with the power of Master Jue, Zhou Zhiruo swallowed the question that was in her throat. She knew very well that since her senior sister Ji defected

After Emei, the master's mood became extremely strange, and the anger hidden in his body could be felt from a distance.

"Right!"

As if remembering something, Master Miejie's eyes changed for a while, and she made a decision in her heart: "Zhiruo, in a few days you will go to Wudang Mountain with me as my master."

"???" This arrangement still made Zhou Zhiruo confused and confused.

Turning around and glancing at his smart but stupid apprentice, Master Miejie couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Zhiruo, ever since that person left, you have become easily distracted at ordinary times.

If you don't stop it, it will be a bad fate.

In a daze, Master Miejie seemed to see Zhang Sanfeng's gray-haired appearance reflected in his disciple.

Regardless of whether it was disrespectful or not, Master Miejie felt that the 'young man' named Yue Yuan was a scourge.

at the same time.

The scourge in Master Miejie's heart quietly left the main altar of the Ming Cult after making arrangements for everyone in the Ming Cult.

Wearing clothes that cover the whole body, the whole person is wrapped in it.

In the sky full of wind and sand.
Chapter completed!