Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

If a Jianghu gang can survive only by relying on a few people with high martial arts... I guess this is not a Jianghu sect, but a Xiuxian sect—unless the entire gang can eat wind and drink dew, otherwise it is a faction It is impossible for a master to live without a bit of property, let alone recruit disciples and carry forward the entire sect.

Wuchen's head disciple would not understand this point, but Ma Xiuzhen, who has gradually taken over the general affairs of Emei, is very clear.

Similar to other hundred-year-old sects, the daily expenses of Emei disciples mainly depend on some property under the sect and the support of lay disciples.And a very real problem is that the Buddhists in Emei are nothing more than Buddhism and Taoism. However, Emei is not far from Shaolin and Wudang. Many laypeople will bypass Emei and go directly to Shaolin and Wudang.Therefore, in the absence of many offerings, the industries under the Emei Gate became almost their entire source.

The climate in central Shu is suitable for tea production, as well as Shu embroidered silk.Although Ma Xiuzhen doesn't know why Ximen Chuuxue, a serious master in Wanmei Villa, buys so much tea and Sichuan embroidery every year, but she knows best that the business with Wanmei Villa alone is almost their entire Emei. Three or four out of ten of the business.

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue didn't need so much tea and Sichuan embroidery. The reason why Wanmei Villa had purchased so many things over the years was nothing more than listening to the wind and needing to take care of it when he was the heir of Prince Taiping.But Tingfeng was in Prince Taiping's mansion back then, and many things were inconvenient, so Wanmei Villa had to secretly plan for him.

Later, Ting Feng escaped from the court, but the expenses that should have been paid would not be reduced.Anyway, Tingfeng has a lot of money, and he is not Huo Xiu's temperament that sticks to money. He will not wrong himself, nor will he wrong those who work for him.

As for Tingfeng and Ximen Chuixue, no longer doing business with Emei, it is just a change of shop, which has no effect in essence.But for Emei, half of their wealth was cut off. Emei's money was not abundant, and now Ximen Chuuxue's move was tantamount to making things worse, and would make their lives even more difficult.

What's more, there is never a shortage of people in this world who follow the wind and move the rudder. Ximen Chuuxue said this in public now, and there must be many martial arts families and other sects who are unwilling to offend Ximen Chuuxue in order to please Wanmei Villa, so I will no longer buy from the shops under the Emei Gate.

Ma Xiuzhen's experience in the Jianghu is not too shallow, and in just a few moments, she quickly realized that the real offender of her third junior sister might not be Ximen Chuuxue, but the little genius doctor who will soon become Mrs. Ye.Among the various bizarre identities of that little genius doctor, Ma Xiuzhen remembered the most vividly——she was the senior sister of the current Holy Majesty.

Shivering for no reason, Ma Xiuzhen forced herself to stop thinking about it.But soon she became even more worried, now it is October, although the South China Sea is like spring all the year round and does not feel cold, but their Emei is different.Nowadays, the disciples of the sect need to buy coal to keep out the cold, and buy cotton clothes for the winter, and they spend money everywhere.

Sighing deeply, Ma Xiuzhen tightly clenched her hands, telling herself not to blame Third Junior Sister desperately in her heart.She just likes someone, and she didn't hurt anyone, so as a senior sister who grew up with Sun Xiuqing, she shouldn't blame her third junior sister for this kind of Adu thing.

But...do you really not complain?This question can only be answered when Ma Xiuzhen and the entire Emei School have survived the extremely cold winter together.

The things that Ma Xiuzhen, a mere junior, could understand, of course, the veterans present could also understand.Ximen Chuuxue didn't talk much, but he directly strangled Emei's lifeline, just like his sword, blood will come out, and there will be no time to return.At this time, these Jianghu talents belatedly connected a lone swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue with the fox-like Ninth Young Master.

It seems that Jiu Gongzi's elder brother should indeed have such abilities.

After having such an understanding, those Jianghu people began to suppress their gasps, and looked at Ximen Chuuxue and Tingfeng with more caution and awe.

Right?Evil?Is there really an accurate standard for good and evil in this world, and who has the ability to define the good and evil of Ximen Chuuxue and Tingfeng?

Ximen Chuixue and his brother Tingfeng stood side by side, and their parents stood behind them.Except for their mother who looked like a girl, the aura around the father and son was enough to make those who wanted to stand up and criticize the Western Demon Sect shut up.

When everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Luocha, father and son, there were still some seniors with higher martial arts, higher status in the world, and richer experience in the world. It didn't feel like they gathered together.They were also looking at Yu Luocha and the others, but what they saw more was Zhixi, who was firmly guarded by the father and son.

They came earlier than the rest of the people, so they were lucky enough to see Zhixi's move with Luofeng to stop Tingfeng's double sabers.Although Tingfeng and his mother moved quickly, these old masters could still see clearly, they knew that this harmless woman was by no means as weak as she seemed.Because that move seemed to be the last Jiu Gongzi withdrew, but in fact, his mother blocked it according to the possibility that he would use all his strength.

In other words, if Ting Feng hadn't stopped at that time, there was only one possibility—his double knives would have been bounced away by Luo Feng.

I have already seen how terrifying Jiu Gongzi's knife skills are. He cut an ancient tree just like cutting tofu.And his mother was able to easily block his attack.What else can these old masters say besides lamenting that "Ninth Young Master's mother is indeed his mother"?

"What's the matter?" When the atmosphere at the scene became tense, a sweet and soft voice broke the peace of the scene.The crowd unknowingly made way for a passage, watching the figure in bright yellow Ruqun approaching quickly, the few people standing in the center of the crowd and watched by others unknowingly restrained their aura.I don't know if it's just everyone's illusion, but they always felt that Ximen Chuuxue, who had been icy-faced just now, and whose murderous aura lingered all over his body, seemed to be... laughed?

Fu Yue didn't wear too many hairpins in her hair today, her devilish hair was spread out and scattered, only a few strands were held up by fluffy hairpins.Although all the people present are the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, no matter how clean the head of the heroine is, there will still be some gold and silver ornaments.It doesn't use any gold or silver like Fuyue, it really doesn't have any.

But who can say that Fuyue is shabby?It is true that there are only a few simple white fluffy hairpins on her head, but on the soft shoes on her feet, there is a circle of medium-sized pearls on the shoe openings.Those pearls are round and round, and they are actually of higher quality than the ones that some girls from the small sect use to inlay their heads.

My little girl clearly wore the same clothes as herself when she woke up in the morning, but now she has changed.Zhixi pursed her lips a little unhappy, ran over to hold Fuyue's hand, and while pulling her to Yu Luosha's side, said aggrievedly: "Don't you like wearing the same clothes as your mother?"

When Niangqin lifted her clothes, Fuyue blushed instantly.Because he had just healed the eyes of Mr. Hua Qi, he was limp and weak and was hugged by Ah Cheng to take a bath. As a result, he messed around and wet the skirt specially sent by his mother... How can I say this?

The people in Acheng cannot collapse.The little girl clenched her fists, resolutely determined not to tell her mother the truth about the matter.

Ye Gucheng has been following behind Fuyue, and what is a little different from usual is that the Lord Baiyun, who has always been meticulous in front of others, is still a little wet at the ends of his hair.He and Fuyue came a bit late, whether it was dealing with the Emei disciple who offended his mother-in-law, or Tingfeng's confirmation of their family's identities in front of the Jianghu people, Ye Gucheng's arrival, Kankan just caught up with an end.

But Ye Gucheng didn't realize it was a big deal.After all, he didn't need to say "I don't like you" to Sun Xiuqing, nor did he need to say "That's my father-in-law, mother-in-law and two elder brothers" to the Jianghu people.Compared with this, Ye Gucheng still thinks the "nonsense" between him and his little wife in the bathroom just now is more interesting.

The little girl's red fleshy face is a little too cute.Ye Gucheng adjusted his slightly disordered breathing, so as not to let anyone get a glimpse of the clues—there are many experts present, and the situation of him and Fuyue now makes it easy for people to have some doubts about what they did just now. associative.Although Ye Gucheng is not hesitant to tell anyone the fact that their husband and wife are in love, but he is not willing to present his precious and beloved baby in front of others, and become the talk of others after dinner.

What Ye Gucheng has to do is very simple. Now that the purpose of listening to the wind has been achieved, the relationship between Aunt Zhixi, Fuyue, Wanmei Villa and the Western Demon Cult has been made public.And this farce should finally come to an end.Ye Gucheng, as the lord of Baiyun City, has inextricable connections with himself in this matter, so he should come out and settle this matter.

It's just that Ye Gucheng hasn't spoken yet, and Sun Xiuqing, who was still slumped on the ground just now, seems to be crazy.She suddenly stood up from the ground, pointed at Ye Fuyue, but looked at Ye Gucheng, and said in a sharp voice like weeping blood: "Master Ye, please take a look! The woman you are going to marry, is she?" The demon girl!"

"Third Junior Sister!"

"Xiuqing! Shut up!"

Ma Xiuzhen and Dugu Yihe were the first to react. Ma Xiuzhen covered Sun Xiuqing's mouth, while Dugu Yihe quickly stood in front of his apprentice. Although he didn't draw his sword at Ye Gucheng, the whole The person is already tense, as if in a tense state of defense.

The old man who was nearly seventy years old bowed his hands at Ye Gucheng. Dugu Yihe tried his best to preserve the dignity of the Emei Sect, but there was a bit of pleading in his words: "Master Yecheng, my apprentice is crazy now, poor Dao will take her back to be disciplined, and will not let her step out of Emei. For the offense to Mrs. Zun, I hope City Lord Ye will see it for the sake of the poor, and don't care about these juniors."

Although the seniority in the Jianghu is chaotic, Dugu Yihe can be regarded as Ye Gucheng's senior no matter in terms of age or the time he spent in the Jianghu.Now that he has demoted himself to one rank, and punished Sun Xiuqing so severely, he was really afraid that Ye Gucheng would suddenly attack Sun Xiuqing and save the life of the person who offended him first and slandered his wife later.

Ye Gucheng's expression was completely cold.He looked at Dugu Yihe, and said in a cold voice: "Baiyun City didn't care about the offense of your high disciple offending Aunt Zhixi, isn't that respecting Dugu's head as a senior?"

The implication is that Dugu Yihe's face can only be offset once, and after Sun Xiuqing continues to die, even her master can't protect her.

Dugu Yihe's complexion quickly turned gray. He knew in his heart that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the rivers and lakes are places where strength speaks. Now he is no longer Ye Gucheng's opponent. The other party is not willing to let his apprentice go, so he There is nothing to say.

"Amitabha, Master Ye's wedding banquet is ahead, it's better not to increase your blood." Master Bitter Gourd, who had been in the crowd, chanted the Buddha's name and advised.

He is a Zen practitioner, so he would never see killing.What's more, Shaolin and Emei are both centuries-old sects, and Master Kugua himself still has some friendship with Dugu Yihe.Therefore, Master Bitter Gourd tried his best to persuade him, at least hoping to save the life of that Emei disciple.Master Bitter Gourd is an outsider, but he has his own views on matters between men and women.In Master Kugua's view, there is nothing wrong with that Emei disciple admiring Lord Ye, but she attacks others for no reason, which is evil.

——Who doesn't know how many lives have been saved by Dr. Xiao Ye's benevolent hands.Such a little girl wants to put a hat of "Devil Cult Demon Girl" on her head.Master Bitter Gourd and Fuyue had acquaintances, and he knew her character well if not familiar, so he naturally felt that what Sun Xiuqing did was really over the top.

So he just persuaded him like that, and Master Kugua couldn't force whether Ruoye Gucheng would listen.

Lu Xiaofeng also rushed over at this time, he licked his dry lips, and said to Ye Gucheng stammeringly: "That's right, City Lord Ye, Sister Fuyue hates dead people the most, you don't want...she must be unhappy It's gone." Desperately trying to wink at Fu Yue, Lu Xiaofeng earnestly said: "Let me tell you, City Lord Ye, this girl's family can only marry once in a lifetime, and naturally there can only be a wedding banquet once, you have to make her happy .I heard from Master Wuhua that after killing someone, the blood will linger for 30 days, so you can't bridal with Sister Fuyue with all your blood, right?"

These words were already a little outrageous, Fuyue was so angry that she glared at Lu Xiaofeng twice.But the little girl has always been limp, and now she looks at her sideways, but it still doesn't have any lethality.

"It's too easy to die." Nangong Ling turned her wrist and muttered in a low voice.Instead, he smiled at the Buddha who always had a benevolent face on the side: "Are you right, brother?"

The corners of Wuhua's lips are also slightly raised, compared to when he saw Zhixi that day, he seems to have a more complicated emotion.But Wuhua concealed it too well, and his younger brother was always not fond of using his brain, so naturally he didn't notice it.Wu Hua looked at Sun Xiuqing with a ferocious expression, sighed, and said, "Of course, no one can take away our family's things."

After getting a positive answer from her elder brother, Nangong Ling laughed even happier.He walked over and waved his hands directly at Ye Gucheng, and said: "Forget it, Ye Gucheng, the head of Dugu has always kept his word, he said he would discipline his disciples well, so don't be merciless. "

"Acheng~"

Two Hua Luoluos with identical faces ran over and grabbed his sleeve, which meant that he obviously didn't want him to kill anyone.

Even knowing that one of these two people is his mother-in-law, the power of Hualuoluo x2 is still too great.After distracting his mind for a while, Ye Gucheng couldn't help thinking that if he had a little girl like Fuyue in the future...

Feeling hit inexplicably, Ye Gucheng suppressed the momentary thoughts in his heart, and finally said to Uncle Zhong beside him: "Seeing off the guests."

Dugu Yihe's expression froze, but he knew that this was already the best result.He personally touched Sun Xiuqing's acupuncture points, causing her to pass out immediately, and Dugu Yihe quickly led the Emei disciple away from Baiyun City.

He knew that winter in Emei had arrived.

The author has something to say: Oops~ I took Fuyue to take a bath, and then the little girl wet her skirt or something. I didn't expect you to be such a city lord!

And don't worry, City Lord, in the near future, you will experience the true power of being pulled by your sleeves by two flowers, one big and one small that belong to you.The mother-in-law came here to count something, in fact, the city lord is still feeling guilty... Putting the lid on the pot to block the flying immortals from the sky.

It will be updated a little later tomorrow, and it will be normal after that, probably.

☆, get married as husband and wife.