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Upon hearing this, the junior brother clapped his hands and said, "That's right! Why didn't I think of it, but I was only thinking about this little property. People are in the rivers and lakes, and life and death are unknown. Befriending this person will bring us all benefits and no harm!"
He Taichong got up suddenly, and said, "Junior brother, let's hurry up, what we can think of, other sects can definitely think of."
The younger brother's face changed, and he said, "Yes, and our Kunlun is far away in the Western Regions, and we have to hurry up and make it this way. Don't let us get there, people have already worshiped the mountain!"
"Ok!"
He Taichong's prediction was good, the other sects almost had the same idea, they all prepared generous gifts, ready to show their face in front of Ye Zhen, and sell him a face.
After all, although he doesn't say it, in the Jianghu, Wudang disciple Ye Zhen, with supernatural powers, the reputation of being number one in the world has been spread all over the world.
"One man, one sword, destroying all armies" was even written into a book by storytellers and singers, and sang it as a song.
To this day, once those swordsmen step into the capital, they can feel a faintly lingering sword intent!
In the Battle of Dadu, Ye Zhen's terrifying reputation of beheading tens of thousands of troops with a single sword has been known all over the world.
Therefore, every time Ye Zhen’s gift-giving convoy passed through a city, the local Yuan army officials not only turned a blind eye to the Yuan team passing through the city, but were afraid that some people who were not good-looking would disturb Ye Zhen and make him kill here.
In the end, an army escort was even sent, which is really funny.
After walking for seven days, after leaving this city, Mount Emei is a hundred miles away.
No matter how calm Ye Zhen was, he couldn't stop smiling on his face.
The tens-of-meter-long convoy directly spent half of the wealth in Ye Zhenna's ring, which was worth tens of thousands of taels!
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Ye Zhen, who was at the front of the team, stopped.
Following Ye Zhen all the time, with a smiling face, the officials carefully seeing off Ye Zhen followed Ye Zhen's gaze and found a beggar in the dark corner of the street.
Seeing the God of Death beside him frowning, the official was startled, and hurriedly shouted.
"Come here, go and drag that beggar who stained the hero's eyes away and kill him!"
As soon as the words fell, two teams of yuan soldiers rushed towards the beggar, and they were going to forcibly drag the beggar away in the next moment.
Ye Zhen sipped softly, "Stop!"
The official was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Stop it, didn't you hear what the hero said, you dog slaves!"
Too lazy to talk to the official, Ye Zhen stepped up to the beggar, looked at Song Qingshu calmly, and said, "Why didn't Brother Song go back to Wudang, and made himself look like this?"
Song Qingshu looked at Ye Zhen coldly, then looked at the endless line on the road, and said coldly, "Junior Brother Ye, are you going to worship the crescent eyebrows?"
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Yes, this is an agreement between the two factions, and it is also a promise between me and Zhiruo!"
Song Qingshu got up awkwardly, took out a dagger from nowhere, put it close to Ye Zhen's shoulder, and shouted, "I won't let you go!"
Seeing this, the officials next to him had a flash of light in their eyes, and secretly waved their hands to stop the Yuan soldiers who were about to rush forward, and retreated far away.
With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he thought, "Let's fight, let's fight, you so-called people in the rivers and lakes should all die!"
Being held between the dagger's neck, feeling the coldness brought by the dagger, as if it was not his own neck, Ye Zhen still said flatly, "Why don't you let me go? Also, are you looking for death?"
Song Qingshu opened his mouth, "I, I, you just can't go, if you promise me not to go to Crescent Eyebrow to worship the mountain, and never see sister Zhiruo again, I will let you go, otherwise"
Ye Zhen said indifferently, "Otherwise, you can talk about it."
Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, brought the dagger closer to some Ye Zhen's necks, and roared, "Otherwise I will kill you, and then I will apologize with death!"
"Just you?"
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I know you are capable of martial arts, but as long as you are still flesh and blood, I can decapitate you!"
Hearing this, Ye Zhen said indifferently, "You can try, but you are sure to kill me. Zhiruo didn't hate you so much, but threw herself into her arms instead?"
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words, his eyes drooped. If he really killed Ye Zhen, he knew that Zhiruo would not only not like him, but would kill him to avenge Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen's eyes suddenly became sharp and abnormal, and Song Qingshu buried his head lower in shock, not reconciled to the slightest contact with Ye Zhen's eyes.
"Look at your current appearance, a majestic martial arts Beidou, a three-generation disciple of the Wudang sect, and what the future master of Wudang will look like!"
"For a woman who doesn't love you, you want to die and live, and you are willing to degenerate! Have you ever thought about Wudang, your master, your father!"
Song Qingshu raised his head abruptly, and took two steps back involuntarily, the dagger had already fallen to the ground "I".
Ye Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "There are tens of thousands of good women in the world. Don't tell me that you only love Zhiruo. Even if you love Zhiruo, so what, if the other party doesn't love you, if you insist, you won't be the only one who will be hurt. A person does not blindly want to possess, but knows how to let go!"
Song Qingshu's eyes were lax, and he repeated Ye Zhen's words, "Loving someone is not about possessing but letting go."
Ye Zhen shouted, "As a man! You must stand upright and have your own goals and pursuits. In this whole life, you will be above the sky and your feet on the ground. You can fail, but you can't settle for mediocrity, because you are a disciple of the Wudang School." , because you are a man!"
Ye Zhen shouted like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, hitting Song Qingshu's heart, and he couldn't help recalling the scenes of Ban Yue in his mind.
"puff!"
Seeing Song Qingshu spit out blood together with depression in his heart, although he still looks like a beggar, his spirit has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Stepped forward and patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder, took the dagger from the ground and inserted it into the sheath, Ye Zhen said calmly, "If you are still a man, go back to Wudang Mountain to pick up the responsibilities you have to bear, or follow me to Crescent Eyebrow and face your fear!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Zhen returned to the team and headed towards Mount Emei again!
As for Song Qingshu, looking at the team that was drifting away, his eyes became complicated for a moment, and he bowed deeply to Ye Zhen sincerely.
Emei, Song Qingshu didn't want to go, but he had to shoulder the responsibilities that needed to be borne, because he was a man, not a coward!
The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth curled up slightly, and he watched Mount Emei quicken his pace.
When he arrived at the foot of Mount Emei, Ye Zhen was slightly taken aback by the scene in front of him.
The six major sects that once besieged the Ming Cult, except for the Crescent Sect, all gathered here, and set up camp, with limousines piled up like a mountain!
Not long after, several people appeared in front of Ye Zhen.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Ye Zhen had already guessed something, but he still asked, "Uncle Song, Master Kongwen, Master He, who are you?"
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Song Yuanqiao came to Ye Zhen with a slightly complicated expression, and said with a smile, "It is rumored in the world that you are going to worship the mountain at Crescent Eyebrow, to fulfill the agreement made by the two factions back then, Master He and the others will come to help you worship the mountain non-stop!"
He Taichong laughed loudly when he heard the words, waved his left hand with only three fingers left, and said grandly, "I heard that Ye Shaoxia is coming to Emei to pay homage to the mountain. My junior brother and I exhausted ten good horses, and finally arrived!"
When Ye Zhen heard this, with a smile on his face, he cupped his fists and bowed to everyone in front of him, saying, "Mr. Ye, thank you all for coming to help!"