Quickly travel through three thousand worlds, the thunder tribulation lasts for ten thousand years

Chapter 230 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 8

The martial artists in Taiji Town gradually dispersed. Zhang Wuji sat quietly on the spot and adjusted his breathing. The Nine Yang Divine Art flowed through his body, repairing the meridians that were damaged by the fierce battle.

As his internal strength gradually recovered, his complexion changed from pale to rosy. The recovery ability of the Nine Yang Manual was indeed abnormal.

After regulating his breathing, Zhang Wuji stood up and walked to Nan Xi, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Brother Song, if you hadn't shown up in time today and revealed the truth, Minmin and I would have had a hard time escaping. I, Zhang Wuji, will always remember your kindness."

Nan Xi waved her hand, "My master asked me to pick you up. Follow him up the mountain. He is waiting for you."

Zhang Wuji naturally agreed. He had originally planned to visit his master on Mount Wudang, but his adoptive father and his family...

Zhang Wuji became depressed, and Zhao Min held his hand tightly, giving him silent encouragement.

Zhang Wuji smiled and shook hands back.

Taiji Town is not far from Wudang Mountain, and the three of them quickly returned to Wudang.

After meeting Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji told him what had happened during this period.

"Minmin and I arrived on the island and found that Nun Miejue was also there. If I hadn't had strong internal strength, I wouldn't have been able to find her. But she wasn't with us. She later hid her body and disappeared."

"On the island, we met Xiao Zhao, and later, she was taken away by the Persian religion."

"Later, my adoptive father was stabbed through the heart with a sword and died. The Dragon Slaying Sword was also stolen. We don't know who the murderer is. We didn't even see him."

"When we returned to the Central Plains Wulin, we encountered people from various major sects who asked us about the whereabouts of the treasure."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard. Although he appeared calm on the outside, he was already boiling with anger in his heart.

Obviously, he also remembered the situation ten years ago when the major sects came to Wudang to force Zhang Cuishan and his wife, which was very similar to the current situation.

"You really don't know the whereabouts of the treasure?"

Zhang Wuji's eyes sparkled with tears, "If only I knew, I would definitely avenge my adoptive father."

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at him and said, "You guys stay here for now, and wait until the situation outside calms down."

Zhang Wuji agreed and moved into Zhang Cuishan's former residence.

Zhao Min followed Zhang Wuji silently, as if she was a little woman who obeyed his orders. Nan Xi glanced at her and felt it was such a pity.

Zhao Min was talented, but unfortunately when she met Zhang Wuji, she became obsessed with love and retreated behind the scenes.

Nan Xi did not stay in Wudang Mountain for long. She prepared to go down the mountain to watch the fun. Emei has become very popular this time, and she didn't know how Master Miejue's martial arts skills are going.

When Nan Xi arrived at Emei Sect, the sect's main gate had been surrounded by several martial arts forces, with flags of various colors fluttering in the wind. It was obvious that these forces came for the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Nun Miejue did not come back. She must have found a place to meditate.

On the mountain road of Emei Sect, a group of second- and third-rate disciples were trying their best to resist external attacks.

Although their swordsmanship was fierce, they were obviously no match for so many martial arts masters and could not resist their steps at all.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Emei Sect would definitely fall. I wonder how Master Miejue would feel when she came back and saw that the Emei Sect was destroyed.

Nan Xi's gaze inadvertently fell on Zhou Zhiruo, and saw that she was being besieged by several martial arts masters and the situation was precarious.

Under siege from so many enemies, her moves became a little messy, and she was sweating profusely. It was obvious that she was at the end of her strength.

Nan Xi's heart tightened and she couldn't help but hesitate, wondering whether she should help.

Just as Nan Xi was hesitating, a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and rushed into the battle group.

It’s Zhang Wuji!

His appearance was like a stream of clear water, instantly breaking the balance of the battlefield.

Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Art was incredibly powerful. Wherever his palm wind went, the enemies retreated one after another, and Zhou Zhiruo's pressure was instantly reduced.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, including surprise, gratitude, and a hint of unspeakable resentment.

She was just put in solitary confinement by her master, and Zhang Wuji married Zhao Min without even giving her a chance.

"Sister Zhiruo, are you okay?"

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and thought to herself: He is already married, I should stay away from him.

Zhou Zhiruo tried to downplay her feelings. Fortunately, their relationship was not that deep and she was not unable to let go.

When she looked at Zhang Wuji again, he was as calm as water.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm fine now. Thank you for saving me just now."

When Zhang Wuji heard this name, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He looked at Zhou Zhiruo deeply and understood why she was distant.

"That's good…"

Seeing that the sect could no longer be defended, Zhou Zhiruo commanded her fellow sisters to retreat and prepared to hide for a while until the master returned.

Zhang Wuji had already seen Nan Xi, and without waiting for Nan Xi to ask, he took the initiative to explain.

“Brother Song, just as you came down the mountain, our sect received a letter from the Emei Sect asking for help, so our master sent people to support us.

I came here secretly. My master didn't want me to leave the mountain, but I was worried about Miss Zhi... Zhou."

"I see."

Since it was the instruction from her master, Nan Xi didn't mind helping the Emei Sect overcome the difficulties. Besides, she couldn't just watch Emei perish.

"Sisters, follow my orders and retreat immediately!"

Zhou Zhiruo's voice was firm and powerful, piercing through the noise of the battlefield.

When the disciples of the Emei Sect heard Zhou Zhiruo's order, they quickly organized themselves and began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Before leaving, the master asked Junior Sister Zhou to temporarily take over the position of head of the sect.

Zhou Zhiruo led her fellow sisters and retreated along the secret path of Mount Emei to a hidden cave deep in the mountains.

This is the refuge passed down from generation to generation in the Emei Sect, and only the sect leader and a few disciples know about it.

Zhang Wuji and Nan Xi also noticed the actions of the Emei Sect. They looked at each other and tacitly offered their help.

Zhang Wuji's body flashed and he rushed towards Zhou Zhiruo.

Nan Xi followed closely behind, and the two quickly joined the battle to protect the Emei Sect's retreat.

Under the cover of Zhang Wuji and Nan Xi, Zhou Zhiruo led her fellow sisters and finally escaped from the battlefield and headed into the mountains.

The pursuers were following closely, and Nan Xi and Zhang Wuji worked together to destroy the path leading into the mountain, thus blocking the people behind them.

The Emei disciples arrived at the cave, they quickly entered the cave and cleverly hid the entrance.

Zhou Zhiruo and her fellow sisters began to count the number of people and treat the injured.

The cave is very large, well-ventilated, has an exit, and contains plenty of food, so it would be no problem for the disciples to live here for a while.

After ensuring the temporary safety of the Emei Sect, Zhang Wuji and Nan Xi prepared to leave.

"Miss Zhou, you guys stay here for a while, we'll take our leave first." Zhang Wuji said.

Zhou Zhiruo clasped her fists in gratitude and bowed. She looked at Zhang Wuji and Nan Xi and said, "Thank you both for your help. The Emei Sect will always remember this kindness."

The two returned the greeting and turned to leave.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the two people's backs and felt a little lost.

Today she met two handsome men who had admired her in the past, but now both of them left without hesitation.

She could feel that Zhang Wuji still had some affection for her, but the other Young Master Song was indifferent to her and no longer as enthusiastic as before.

Zhou Zhiruo curled the corners of her mouth. Since that was the case, she had to let it go.

The master is right, she wants to be the head of Emei, and petty love and affection cannot confuse her heart.