I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

Li Zhige looked at Guo You with a half-smile, and said calmly, "Emei and Huashan belong to the six major sects of Jianghu, Li killed the old nun Jujue, but you Huashan sent congratulatory gifts, aren't you afraid that Jianghu people will gossip?"

Guo You replied with a righteous face, "Although Huashan and Emei are both famous and decent, there is no friendship between the two. The teacher admires such heroes as Master Li, and sends disciples to come to present congratulatory gifts and make friends with Master Li. This move is aboveboard, so why be afraid of gossip in the world?"

Li Zhige laughed, "Xian Yutong is a wonderful person."

"Li has accepted the gift, and I will thank your master for Li when I go back."

After Guo You left, Li Zhige rubbed his chin, thinking about the purpose of Xian Yutong's gift.

The Skyhawk Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Sea Sand Sect, these three factions are located in the south of the Yangtze River with the Shenquan Sect, so it makes sense to come to visit.But why did the Huashan faction come all the way to present congratulatory gifts?

Among the six major sects, the Emei people must have hated themselves to the bone.

Shaolin also had an enmity with himself, and those monks were probably holding back a lot of bad water.

Wudang and Kunlun's attitudes were unclear, but Huashan came to give gifts to show his favor.Li Zhige couldn't guess what Xian Yutong's intention was, but from this incident, it can be seen that Xian Yutong is a person who doesn't care about appearances.

Li Zhige simply didn't want to think about it, anyway, Xian Yutong is not a very powerful person.

In the next two days, the Shenquanmen became even more lively, and there were many people who came to visit Luo Yi.

After the Sky Eagle Sect, Giant Whale Gang, Haisha Sect, and Huashan Sect, countless other forces came to visit and give gifts, but all of them were small sects, most of which Li Zhige had never heard of.When others came to visit with good intentions, Li Zhige was too embarrassed to drive them away, so he had to accept the presents one by one with a smile.

Among the people who gave gifts, the one who impressed Li Zhige the most was Zhu Yuanzhang, the master of Fengyang sub-altar of Mingjiao.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang has not yet made his fortune, but he has already become a bit of a hero.

Li Zhige didn't look at him differently just because he was Zhu Yuanzhang, he just accepted the gift with a smile, exchanged some greetings, and sent him out of the gate after getting acquainted with each other.

According to Han Maofei's statistics, not counting antique calligraphy and paintings and some precious items, the gold and silver sent by the major forces alone are worth tens of thousands of taels, piled up like a small mountain.

Han Maofei had lived most of his life, but he had never seen so much real money, so his eyes widened for a moment.

Li Zhige just took a look, not paying attention to these yellow and white things.

This is the benefit of strength and fame.

The down-and-out gangsters are so poor that they can't touch two copper coins.Once you have a reputation, there are a lot of people rushing to send real money.

It's nothing more than those people on the rivers and lakes trying to make a name for themselves, because with fame, benefits will follow.

Chapter 35 Wudang is famous in vain

In the land of the south of the Yangtze River, Li Zhige greeted him and sent him there, and the fame of the Shenquan School grew day by day.

For all those who came to Qiantang to visit the Shenquan Sect, no one said that Li Zhige was not good after they left.They didn't expect that Li Zhige, the famous magic fist, would be so humble and polite, without any domineering arrogance.

Soon, the winter snow melts, spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers.

The spring breeze blows the willows.

He also supported the girl's slender waist.

A group of people, or a group of women, came down from Wudang Mountain, all of them carrying long swords.

The leading woman has cinnabar between her eyebrows. She has a slender figure, her green skirt is dragging the floor, and her delicate and moving goose egg face has a hint of sadness. .

In the eyes of these honest farmers, the girl is no different from the fairy in the sky.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, will Daoist Zhang meet us?"

Ding Minjun turned to look at the young girl, unknowingly, she was used to asking Zhou Zhiruo for her opinion, she didn't even realize it.

Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, did not answer Ding Minjun, and walked towards the Wudang Mountain Gate station with her long sword.

In front of the gate of Wudang Mountain, next to Jiejian Pond, Zhou Zhiruo looked at the two Taoist boys stationed at the gate, and said politely, "Emei Zhou Zhiruo, and all the senior sisters are here to visit Zhenren Zhang, please two Taoist brothers to pass it on for you."

The two Taoist boys nodded, and immediately turned to report to the master master.

After a while, a handsome and handsome young man in Taoist robes rushed out from the mountain gate. He looked at the girl in charge with surprise on his face, and said earnestly, "Junior Sister Zhou, why don't you let me know in advance when you come to Wudang, so I can do it in advance." Come down the mountain to meet me?"

This young man is the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang, Song Qingshu, the son of the leader Song Yuanqiao.Known as Yumian Mengchang in the Jianghu, his martial arts are outstanding among the younger generation, and he is the best among the three generations of Wudang disciples.

Zhou Zhiruo bowed to the young man, and replied expressionlessly, "Zhiruo dare not trouble Senior Brother Song. Senior Brother Song, Zhiruo is here to visit Zhenren Zhang, please come down the mountain to uphold justice for me, Emei."

Song Qingshu didn't care about Zhou Zhiruo's indifference. With a bit of annoyance on his face, he empathized and said, "Junior Sister Zhou, I've heard about your Emei Sect. That villain Li Zhige is really hateful. Don't worry, Master, he The old man will definitely seek justice for you Emei."

Zhou Zhiruo still had no expression on her face, she just said calmly, "Senior Brother Song please lead the way."

As soon as Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, two Taoist boys stationed at the mountain gate suddenly said, "Senior sisters of the Emei Sect, when entering the Wudang Mountain Gate, you need to untie your weapon next to the sword pool. This is the rule set by the patriarch and his elders. us."

Before Zhou Zhiruo answered, Song Qingshu was furious, turned his head and glared at the two Taoist boys, and scolded, "Junior Sister Zhou is a high-ranking student of Emei, and the Emei faction is also connected with my Wudang, so she is not an outsider. Why do you need to untie the sword?"

The two Taoist boys weakly looked at Song Qingshu, and explained in a low voice, "Senior brother Song, the master master of the sect asked us to guard the mountain. If they don't untie the sword, we will be punished by the master master of the sect."

Song Qingshu flicked his sleeves and said proudly, "I'll take care of my father's affairs, it's not your business."

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, put the long sword in her hand into the Jiejian Pool, and said softly, "Since it is the rule set by Master Zhang, we as juniors should obey it."

Turning to look at Ding Minjun and the others, Zhou Zhiruo said calmly, "Senior sisters, please untie your swords."

Everyone in Emei unsheathed their swords, with the young girl as the leader. Even though the girl was just a junior junior sister, they subconsciously ignored the junior junior sister's age.

Song Qingshu completely lost the majestic look of scolding the two Taoist boys. He smiled all over his face, followed Zhou Zhiruo, and flattered him, "Junior Sister Zhou, follow me up the mountain. I will definitely persuade Master to come out of the mountain and uphold justice for your Emei Sect." of."

In Zixiao Palace, under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, Song Yuanqiao looked at his fawning son, his temples protruding.

Taking a deep breath, and suppressing the rising anger in his heart, Song Yuanqiao said softly to Zhou Zhiruo, "Miss Zhou, Song is clear about your reason for coming. But Master and his old man have reached a critical juncture, so they really cannot be disturbed."

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, her pitiful appearance aroused love, she leaned over and said to Song Yuanqiao, "Wudang is the Big Dipper of Mount Tai, Master Zhang

It is also a myth recognized by martial arts.Since it is inconvenient for Zhang Zhenren to be disturbed after retreating, then please invite the head of Song and the Seven Heroes of Wudang to come out of the mountain to seek justice for me, Emei. "

Song Yuanqiao was in a dilemma, he didn't know how to reject the lovely and pitiful Zhou Zhiruo. .

The second hero Yu Lianzhou stood up and smiled at Zhou Zhiruo, "Miss Zhou, it's because we don't want to help you. But since Li Zhige was able to kill the respected master who held the Yitian sword with his bare hands, even if we waited for the Seven Heroes of Wudang to add up It may not be his opponent. You can't get this fair Wudang for you, so you should hire someone else."

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head, her eyes full of disappointment, and asked, "Is Master Song also meaning this?"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't bear it, but remembering what his master said, he still nodded cruelly, "Miss Zhou, I'll take you down the mountain."

On the side, Song Qingshu became anxious, and hurriedly said, "Father, although the old man is in seclusion, it's not like he can't disturb you, right? Besides, Junior Sister Zhou and the others are begging to come to the door. As the head of the decent sect in Wudang, how can we sit idly by?" Reason? Doesn’t this fall into the prestige of Wudang?”

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was full of disappointment, and comforted him, "Junior Sister Zhou, don't worry. I'll go to see Shigong and his old man, and I will definitely persuade him to come out of the mountain to seek justice for you."

Seeing that Song Qingshu turned around to leave Zixiao Palace, Song Yuanqiao's suppressed anger finally broke out, and he cursed, "Nizi, stop! Have you finished your homework today?"

Song Qingshu didn't realize his father's anger yet, he only had Junior Sister Zhou in his eyes, he shook his head and said, "Father, you can do your homework anytime, Junior Sister Zhou's matter is important right now."

On the side, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu shook their heads secretly.

Yin Liting looked at Song Qingshu silently, as if he saw his own shadow in Song Qingshu.

Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath, rubbed his temples, and said in a deep voice, "Seventh brother, take Qingshu down and watch him finish today's homework."

Mo Shenggu nodded and walked out, picked up Song Qingshu and was about to leave.

Song Qingshu struggled and begged, "Seventh Martial Uncle, let me go. Our Wudang is the head of the decent sect, I'm going to ask my master to come out of the mountain."

After Mo Shenggu forced Song Qingshu to leave Zixiao Palace, Song Yuanqiao looked back at Zhou Zhiruo and said calmly, "Miss Zhou, there is nothing we can do to help the Emei Sect. You go down the mountain, Song will not send you off."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't say anything, turned around and left Zixiao Palace, and said to Jingxuan, Ding Minjun and the others, "Senior sisters, let's go down the mountain and don't disturb the heroes of Wudang School."

Ding Minjun spat in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and cursed bitterly, "Even Li Zhige is afraid, Wudang is a famous family in vain, and Zhang Sanfeng has a vain name."

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, all of them looked gloomy.

You can insult them, but you can't insult Wudang, let alone their master!If you don't look at Ding Minjun as a junior and a female class, several people are so high and low that they will tear her mouth open.

Looking at the figures of everyone in Emei descending the mountain, Yu Lianzhou sneered, "Jiejue is not a weapon, and neither are her disciples. Zhou Zhiruo was a good seed, but it is a pity that I have worshiped Miejue as my teacher."

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, a group of Emei disciples looked at Zhou Zhiruo.

Ding Minjun scolded calmly, "Zhang Sanfeng hid himself like an old tortoise, Song Yuanqiao and the other Wudang Seven Heroes made it clear that they don't want to be skinny, and don't want to meddle in my Emei business. The leaders of the decent sect, the Wudang faction are just a bunch of cowards."

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, "Senior Sister Minjun, be careful. Zhang Zhenren has high morals and high prestige. He is a master of the same generation as Patriarch Guo Xiang. Don't disrespect him."

Jingxuan was a little frustrated, and asked in a low tone, "Zhiruo, the Wudang faction refuses to uphold justice for us, what should we do now?"

Zhou Zhiruo raised her sword, her eyes as clear as autumn water were full of firmness, she turned and walked to the north, and calmly replied, "Wudang doesn't matter, we will go to Shaolin."

Chapter 36 Li Zhige is a Han Chinese

The majestic Songshan Mountain will not overthrow Shaolin.

Everyone in Emei entered the Daxiong Hall. In front of the golden body of the Buddha, they saw Abbot Kongwen, as well as the monk Kongzhi and Kongxing.

Zhou Zhiruo bent her slender waist and said respectfully, "Emei Zhou Zhiruo and all the senior sisters paid homage to the three divine monks."

Abbot Kongwen twirled his beard and stretched out his hand to help Zhou Zhiruo, "Under the seat of the Buddha, all living beings are equal. This old monk can't bear such a big gift. All benefactors of Emei, get up quickly."

Zhou Zhiruo stood up, and said sadly, "Master Kongwen, you must have guessed Zhiruo's reason for coming."

"It doesn't count that Li Zhige of the Divine Fist sect went to Emei to kill the family teacher, but also took away the head of the family teacher, and forcibly seized the Yitian sword."

"Although the teacher was a little bit tougher before his death, he also made great efforts to maintain the stability of the martial arts. The Yitian sword beheaded many monsters of the demon sect. Now the teacher's head has been taken away, and Emei has been humiliated. Zhiruo is incompetent and cannot report. This is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred."

"Zhiruo implores all the eminent monks in Shaolin to stand up, get rid of that villain Li Zhige, and take back the treasure of the Zhenpai for me in Emei."

Abbot Kongwen raised his head and let out a long sigh, and said with compassion on his face, "When will the injustice be repaid! But Li Zhige ignored that Emei is the Samantabhadra Dojo, and took away the head of the master from the Golden Summit of Emei. This move is really cruel. These are already demonic ways."

"Benefactor Zhou, how do you want the old monk and others to help you?"

Zhou Zhiruo replied obediently, "But I just heard that the master is the master."

Master Kongwen nodded, "Emei and Shaolin come from the same lineage of Buddhism, Shaolin can't ignore this matter. So the old monk summoned the monks to rush to the south of the Yangtze River, abolished Li Zhige's martial arts, and forced him into the wall of Shaolin for 30 years. Under the seat of the Buddha, cleanse the sins. Donor Zhou, how do you see this?"

Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly bent down, "Thank you, Master."

Abbot Kong Wen continued, "The Yitian sword is too sharp and hurts the peace of heaven. Benefactor Zhou, your martial arts skills are still low, and you can't keep the Yitian sword. If the Yitian sword is left in the rivers and lakes, it will cause endless murder. After suppressing Li Zhige, The Yitian Sword will be handed over to Shaolin for safekeeping, and when the Emei Sect masters their martial arts, how about going to Shaolin to ask the Yitian Sword back?"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, she suppressed it quickly, and replied obediently, "Yes."

God Fist Gate, hall.

Li Zhige looked at the handsome young man in men's clothing opposite, and then at the bodyguards standing behind her, and said calmly, "Your Excellency came to pay a visit to Li, but didn't show his true face, isn't it too dishonest?"

The handsome young man spread out the folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his face, and a soft and moving voice, "As expected of Li Zhige, the magic fist, this vision alone is enough to make me look up to you."

As she spoke, she took off the ribbon that bound her hair, and let her hair hang loose.

Even if it was Li Zhige, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment by her beautiful face.I thought Yang Qingqing and Zhou Zhiruo were already beautiful enough, but I didn't think this woman was not weak at all.

She was wearing a man's gown, her cheeks were pink, and her pair of star-like eyes could speak, revealing cunning from time to time.

Seeing Li Zhige stunned for a moment, the woman's eyes flashed a smugness, she smiled at Li Zhige and asked, "How, have you ever seen a woman who is more beautiful than this princess?"

Li Zhige came back to his senses, and honestly shook his head, "I have never seen a woman more beautiful than a girl."

"You are honest."

The woman nodded in satisfaction, pulled a chair to sit down, and said to Li Zhige, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Min Min Te Moore, the princess who is personally appointed by the emperor, and is ordered by the emperor to govern the world."

"If you think my Mongolian name is hard to remember, you can also remember my Chinese name. My Chinese name is Zhao Min."

Li Zhige nodded, "It turned out to be Ms. Zhao, Li has been disrespectful. I don't know why Ms. Zhao came to Shenquan Sect?"

Zhao Min didn't answer, she turned to look at the bodyguard behind her, clapped her hands, "Ada, take out the things."

A servant named Ada moved out two large wooden boxes and opened them. One wooden box contained ingots of golden ingots, and the other wooden box contained precious things such as crystal agate and white jade.

Li Zhige glanced at it and then looked away.

Seeing that Li Zhige's expression didn't change, Zhao Min said with a smile, "Hero Li is so determined, my little girl admires him."

"Second!"

Another servant came out, and he took out a box and opened it, which contained books one after another.

Li Zhige took a second look, and when he saw a book with the words "Dragon Elephant Wisdom Prajna" written on the cover, his eyelids twitched.

Zhao Min laughed, her smile was as gorgeous as a blooming rose.

"Hero Li, I still have a lot of secret books like this. If you want, even if it is a long-lost magical skill, the imperial court can find it for you."

"As long as you are willing to join the imperial court and serve the imperial court, whether it is gold, silver and jewelry, delicate beauties, or magical secret books, the imperial court can give it to you."

"This princess promises to you that as long as you join my command, I will personally invite the emperor to order you as a fifth-rank general and lead an army to defend the imperial city."

Seeing Zhao Min's high-spirited appearance, pointing Jiangshan, Li Zhige laughed, "Power, money, magic skills, beauty, in order to attract Li, Ms. Zhao is willing to spend all her money."