There are swords and swords in the rivers and lakes, open and secret battles, and there are also chivalrous bones and soft intestines, and they take care of each other. In the rivers and lakes where there are many sects, the intertwined sects have long since hollowed out the strength of the dynasty. It's the best of the world, it's the worst of the world, it's the world of the warriors.

The Wudang faction and the Emei faction are both Taoist sects, and they have a long history, and the head of the Emei faction, Fengling Shitai, once had a very deep relationship with Zhang Sanfeng. Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng's first thought was to send Zhou Zhiruo to the Emei School to learn art.

The Emei faction is located in Shuzhou, under the junction of Ezhou and Yuzhou, Jiang Feng travels all the way, and is very stingy with gold and silver, so it is also very fast all the way.

This day to Emei Mountain, looking from afar, only to see the twin peaks ethereal, like a thrush, this steep and precipitous, the majestic momentum of the outcropping, so that Jiang Feng can't help but think of the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai once had "Shu has many immortal mountains, Emei Miao is difficult to match" admiration.

On Mount Emei, I saw the clouds and mist in the mountains, and the rain was misty. The clouds and mist that fill the mountains are ever-changing, decorating Mount Emei gracefully.

Jiang Feng and Zhou Zhiruo walked halfway up the mountain, although Jiang Feng had deep internal strength and was not very concerned, but Zhou Zhiruo was still young after all. So, the two immediately stopped, found a piece of bluestone, and sat down on it to rest.

But seeing the mountains and mountains of Emei, the mountains are majestic, the scenery is beautiful, and the weather is thousands, it is really worthy of the wonderful metaphor of "a mountain has four seasons, ten miles of different days".

A package of sauced meat, a roast chicken, and a few roast cakes, Jiang Feng took the wine bag from his waist and poured it first.

And Zhou Zhiruo was just eating there quietly, he ate very slowly and meticulously. The breeze blew through a few strands of green silk on her forehead, bringing bursts of blue-like fragrance.

At this moment, I saw a nun in her forties, tall and majestic, suddenly walking on the mountain. Although the nun is a woman, she is half a head taller than an ordinary man, with a sword around her waist.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng put down the wine jug, took two steps forward, stopped in front of the nun and said, "Boy Jiang Feng, dare to ask if this master is a master of the Emei faction?"

"Amitabha, this Jiang Shizhu, the poor nun Jingxuan, isn't it the Emei extinction disciple, I don't know if the Jiang Shizhu stopped the poor nun, what do you think?"

The voice of the Jing Xuan Master was extremely loud, but when he spoke for others, he was humble and polite, which was completely different from the aggressiveness of the exterminating master.

At this time, Jiang Feng took out a letter from his arms, handed it over with both hands, and said to Master Jingxuan: "This matter is a long story, I had a relationship with Wudang Zhang Zhenren in Hanshui that day. ”

Then Jiang Feng pointed to Zhou Zhiruo, who slowly came to his side, and said: "This Zhou girl was originally a fisherman's woman, and the father and daughter depended on each other. But her father was unfortunately killed by the people in the palace of Yuanmeng, leaving her alone and lonely. So Zhang Zhenren entrusted him to send this Zhou girl to Emei to learn art, and attached a handwritten letter, and asked Master Jingxuan to check it. ”

That Jingxuan Master did not directly accept the letter in Jiang Feng's hand, but carefully asked Jiang Feng and Zhou Zhiruo a lot about Zhang Sanfeng before nodding and taking it.

After all, the sinister rivers and lakes are not a casual word, and it is not that if you are strong in martial arts, you will not be plotted by others. There are at least hundreds of methods and poisons among the killers in the rivers and lakes that can allow you to be killed by an ordinary person who does not know martial arts.

The Emei sect is divided into two branches of Buddhism and laymanship, and this Jingxuan Shitai is the senior sister of the Buddhist branch. She is steady, thoughtful and strong in martial arts, and now in the Emei faction, she is already a master who can stand alone.

On Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, it was this Jingxuan Master who led the team to celebrate his birthday. And Wudang and Emei have been friends for generations, and Zhang Sanfeng's handwriting, Jing Xuan has naturally seen it.

After making sure that Jiang Feng and Zhou Zhiruo didn't look like there were too many problems, and Zhang Sanfeng's handwriting could almost be identified as genuine, Master Jingxuan pronounced a Buddha name to the two of them, and said: "I see, this girl is also a hard-working child, there was originally a real person's handwriting, with the good relationship between my Emei faction and the Wudang faction for generations, I should take this child under my door." It's just that the tutor happened to be out at this time, not in the mountains, and the poor nuns couldn't make claims. In this way, if this Jiang Shi is trustworthy, how about asking this Zhou girl to stay in Emei and make a decision after the family teacher returns?"

As if to increase his persuasiveness, Jing Xuanyan continued to speak: "Don't worry, the two of you don't have to worry, judging from the respect that the master and her old man have for Zhang Zhenren, this Zhou girl worships under my Emei Gate, and it should be a matter of course. ”

Jiang Feng said with a smile at this time: "This is natural, then from now on, Miss Zhou will have to worry too much about Master Jing Xuan to learn art in the Emei School. ”

Master Jing Xuan nodded at this time and said, "Please rest assured Jiang Shaoxia at this point, the poor nun promised Jiang Shaoxia that she would never let Miss Zhou suffer in Emei in vain." ”

That Jingxuan Master Tai's original intention today was to go down the mountain to inspect the recent monthly income of the field, and he didn't want to meet Jiang Feng who came with Zhang Sanfeng's handwritten letter.

Zhang Sanfeng, as a generation of martial arts masters, can't help but give face, and Jing Xuan still distinguishes between priorities and priorities.

Although the well-known disciples of the Emei sect are all women, it is by no means a sect that only accepts women. Among the Emei faction, there is also a separate courtyard that specializes in male disciples, so when Master Jingxuan saw this, he opened his mouth to beckon Jiang Feng to settle down in the Emei faction.

However, at this time, Jiang Feng shook his head and refused: "Thank you for Mrs. Shi's kindness, but since I met Mrs. Shi and handed over Miss Zhou to Mrs. Shi." In the future, it can be regarded as the completion of Zhang Zhenren's delivery, and he will leave!"

There is no banquet in the world, sending you thousands of miles, and you must say goodbye in the end.

"Zhiruo, although the exterminator has a bad temper, she is very protective of people, you must not collide with her. Everything goes well with her, you are gifted and intelligent, and you will definitely be able to achieve something in the future. ”

"This Jingxuan Master is the senior sister of the Emei Buddha Branch, in the future, if you have what you need and don't understand in the sect, you can go and find her. ”

"As for Ding Minjun, the senior sister of the Emei vulgar branch, although this person is your senior sister, you don't want to show anything to her on the surface. But behind the scenes, you must be more vigilant, and you must not have a heart to heart with it. ”

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo nodding heavily, Jiang Feng then explained: "Remember not to eat cold, dress warmly, practice martial arts seriously, Brother Jiang is leaving." When you succeed in learning and wandering the rivers and lakes, we will meet again!"

"Okay, Brother Jiang, when I succeed in my studies, Zhiruo I will definitely go to you!"

Beside the mountain road, Jiang Feng's figure gradually drifted away and became smaller and smaller.