When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 3 Standing alone and proud of the world, Honghu has great ambitions

Emei faction!
  Master Miejie!

This kind of vocabulary is full of quackery;

And the amazing martial arts skills it displayed...

Let Ye Guhong gradually see the world he lives in clearly——

Although it was hard to believe it, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Only in the legendary world of martial arts can such amazing light skills and swordsmanship exist.

"Master! Master, you are so amazing!"

Three girls in their teens had been standing far away. When they saw Master Miejie sheathing his sword, they ran over happily.

The three girls were wearing long clothes with elegant colors and carrying long swords at their waists. Their steps were light and they obviously had some skills.

Miejie ignored the flattery of his disciples, looked at Ye Guhong and said, "Child, come here."

Ye Guhong couldn't help but tremble when he was touched by her indifferent gaze.

This guy doesn't seem like an easy character to get along with.

He did not dare to neglect, kicked deeply and lightly, ran to Miejie, and respectfully saluted with clasped fists: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life. It's a great kindness. I will keep it in my heart."

After saying that, he looked up at the other party and was slightly startled.

This master kills people like mowing grass, and his moves are extremely sophisticated. Unexpectedly, she is actually quite young, at least in her thirties, with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks, a beautiful nose and a cherry mouth, and she is actually an extremely outstanding beauty!
  The only flaw is that her eyebrows are extremely long, which makes her originally beautiful face look particularly sharp and cold.

Master Miejie's eyes lingered slightly on the dagger held upside down by Ye Guhong, and then looked at the bearded man he killed, with a touch of unnoticeable appreciation in his eyes.

"Did you kill that guy?" Master Miejie's face was very scary, but his voice was surprisingly clear and sweet, like the sound of an oriole.

"Ah?" "No way?" "Yeah, how old is he?" The three female disciples chirped, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked up and down at Ye Guhong.

Master Miejie's eyes turned cold and he glanced at the faces of the three disciples: "Humph, you can't do it, and others can't do it. This child was probably sitting on the ground at that time, hiding the dagger behind him. Seeing that he was young, the Tatar could not help but be careless. He reached for his chest and lifted him up. Taking advantage of his sight being blocked, the boy suddenly drew his sword and stabbed him in the throat. The move was successful. After the boy was in severe pain, he raised his arms and threw him out. "

Ye Guhong was secretly surprised. The master was indeed extraordinary. He could describe the situation so clearly just by relying on the size, position, and wounds of him and the bearded man, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

At that moment, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Master, if you can predict the unknown, could it be that you are a god? Yes, you are so beautiful and gentle, you must be a Bodhisattva who descended to earth."

As the saying goes, one can move forward and retreat freely with pearls in his mouth. Ye Guhong simply relied on the body of the young master to please him. He put his two little hands together and worshiped like a candle, saying: "Ami tofu, Ami tofu, Bodhisattva" Your Majesty, please bow to me."

Otherwise, soul piercing has the benefits of soul piercing!
  If he were wearing this, a big man with height and strength, and was so flattering, with this master's normal temper, he might just think he was teasing her and slap him to death.

But at this moment, with the innocent face of seven-year-old Zhengtai, Mie Jie Shitai couldn't help but secretly benefit from it, even though the cliff was high and steep.

Joy flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she deliberately scolded with a straight face: "Hey! Children, don't talk nonsense. The poor nun is just an ordinary monk. He is not a god or bodhisattva. You are not allowed to talk like this in the future, as it will make the bodhisattva unhappy."

After saying that, he closed his hands and eyes, and said silently: "Amitabha, the child is young and talks without thinking. Bodhisattva, don't take offense."

Several female disciples looked at each other: although their master is called a disciple of Buddhism, in their minds, he is more like King Kong who subjugates demons. He shouts and kills at every turn. It is difficult to hear the word "Amitabha" from her mouth all year round. Unexpectedly, today I prayed to the Bodhisattva for mercy for this little child I met by chance.

Little did the female disciples know that no matter how ruthless Miejie was, she was still a woman. How could she not like to hear people praise her beauty and abilities?

It's just that she has an eccentric nature. If most people praise her, they will definitely suspect that they have ulterior motives. Only such innocent words from a child can really take root in her heart.

In fact, it is not that there are no young disciples in the Emei Sect. However, the Tribulation Master Tai Ping is very majestic. Ordinary children would not dare to say a word in front of her, let alone praise her beauty and gentleness. Ye Guhong used his childish body to fight against the Mongolian man. His decisiveness in killing and preferring death to surrender was very much in line with Miejie's character. He was already highly praised in his heart, but at this moment, he received such "heartfelt" praise from him. Unknowingly, , already very fond of this child.

Then he said to his three disciples: "My teacher often tells you that in learning martial arts, the most important thing is talent. But this so-called talent is not just understanding, but also the mind. It seems like this child, in the moment of life and death, killed in one fell swoop. How decisive and brave was the Mongolian warrior who was more than ten times more powerful than him? Such a character is truly hard to find! Although you don’t have his character, you must remember what happened today when you walk in the world in the future. As the saying goes, a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. If this Mongolian had not underestimated him, even ten children would have eaten him and killed him. How could he have lost his life?"

She spoke very quickly. She first affirmed Ye Guhong's "mind" and then immediately taught her disciples not to be careless in battle. During this period, there was a sudden turn, and she could say whatever she thought of.

It seems that Ye Guhong came from a later generation, which was a knowledge soaked in the ocean of information, and could roughly keep up with the rhythm of the annihilation. These three female disciples obviously had a little understanding.

But the three of them obviously respected and even feared this master. They nodded hurriedly when she opened her mouth to teach. Although there was confusion in their eyes, they did not dare to ask questions.

Ye Guhong was a clear observer and could see the key point at a glance: Although Master Miejie's own martial arts skills were extremely high, he was afraid that he would not be able to teach his disciples!
  In fact, although Emei in this era is a dignified and upright leader, except for Miejie himself, there is no other master who can suppress one party!

In comparison, there are many great sects in the righteous way, such as Wudang and Shaolin masters, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong are also considered to be talented people. It becomes increasingly clear that the Emei sect is declining in talent.

Master Miejie’s emphasis on the importance of talent is probably related to her own low teaching quality.

After all, if I don’t understand it myself, I can only count on my disciples to figure it out on their own.

After finishing teaching his disciples, Miejie looked at Ye Guhong again: "You are so young, and you are decisive and ruthless. It is really rare. But even if you kill this person, the remaining Mongolians will not let you go. Poor nun." If you were not here today, your fate would be extremely miserable."

Ye Guhong sighed, thinking of his helpless situation just now, of Sister-in-law Song who had to protect him even before death, and then of himself coming to this other world alone... He felt so sad for a moment that he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

"Master, these evil people killed my parents and brothers. This is a sworn hatred. Even though I am young, I still want to make the evil people pay blood for blood. He cut me into pieces with a thousand knives. I have not let down my parents." The grace of procreation.”

When Mie Jie heard what he said, his eyes lit up, and he felt more and more worried about himself.

He nodded and praised: "Good boy! It's rare that you know this truth at such a young age. Even many adults are not as good as you. Otherwise, how could I, a proud Chinese with a population of tens of millions, be a foreign horse and cow?"

Only then did she realize that the people shot to death on the ground were actually relatives of Ye Guhong.

Seeing his face bursting with tears, she couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for him. She immediately turned her anger on others and looked fiercely at the one she had left alive: "Dog Tartars, why did these people provoke you and kill them all like this?"

The Mongolian's hands were bleeding until now, and his face was as golden as paper, but his expression showed no fear. He bared his yellow teeth and smiled, and said with a crooked mouth: "You are a nun, so naturally you are of the same mind as him. Humph, he is the Ye family. He is a well-known rich man in Nanchang Prefecture. He is a humble southerner, but to be able to enjoy wealth and honor is a great favor to us in the Yuan Dynasty! How shameful that the head of the Ye family did not want to repay the kindness of the court, but secretly used his money and grain to help the rebels in Zhangzhou Prefecture. , so we were ordered to kill his whole family, including his family’s farmers and servants. Now we’re done, only this small source of trouble is left..."

When the man said this, he suddenly jumped up and kicked Ye Guhong in the heart.

Ye Guhong didn't expect him to suddenly attack. Just as he was about to dodge, Miejie moved and struck first, hitting the Mongolian Tatar in the chest with a slap.

She didn't see how strong she was with this palm, but Tatar felt like being struck by thunder. His body trembled and he flew more than three feet away. When he landed, he made no sound, and he was actually hit to death.

Miejie slowly closed his palms and sneered: "You dare to do evil in front of a poor nun, a dog Tatar has no eyesight."

After saying that, he showed a rare kindness, looked at Ye Guhong and sighed: "In this way, your family can be regarded as loyal ministers and righteous people. I just regret that the poor nun came late... My child, what is your name?"

Ye Guhong didn't know what to call this body. Anyway, the surname was Ye, so he simply reported his previous name: "Tell me, my wife, this boy's name is Ye Guhong."

When Miejie heard this, he trembled and said in surprise: "Gu Hong? Are you also called Gu Hong? Could it be that you are... a lonely and helpless Gu, a Hong flying in the shadows?"

Lonely and helpless? Ye Guhong smiled bitterly and emphasized: "Master, this little boy is a lonely person, but he is a lonely person with a proud and proud attitude, and a person with great ambitions!"

"The solitary standard is proud of the world, the great swan is far-reaching..." The nun couldn't help but widen her almond-shaped eyes, and subconsciously muttered, just thinking, except for my miserable senior brother, there are few men in the world who are worthy of such a comment——

Could it be that he is... the reincarnation of my senior brother Gu Hong, who was humiliated by the great demon of the Ming Cult and was even injured and angered, so he never gets old...?
  Thinking of this, Master Miejie's breathing almost stagnated, and his two fists could not help but be clenched tightly in the sleeves of his wide robe.

(End of this chapter)