Phaseless evolution

Chapter 295 Re-entering Yitian, that man stepped on the dragon and came...

late at night.

Emei, the main peak of Mount Damei.

With the coolness of late autumn, the moonlight shines on the lonely Golden Summit.A woman who is as pure as a fairy from the ice and snow, with a green skirt sweeping the ground, stands alone on the stone platform next to the cliff.

She quietly looked at the bright moon in the night sea. Many people didn't know that the sunrise at Emei Jinding is famous all over the world, but the moonlight at Jinding can also be so beautiful that people yearn for it infinitely.

It's a pity that the place where the Emei disciples live in the back mountain is already in darkness, and they have obviously fallen asleep. No one is lucky enough to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

Maybe it's not a pity, she wanted to be alone and quietly reminisce about the past.

"I once thought that being too sentimental would damage the holy life, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I went to the mountains. The world is safe and secure, and I will not fail the Tathagata and not fail the Qing."

Don't let the Tathagata live up to you, why do you want to live up to the Tathagata and don't let you down...

The night wind blew coldly, gently blowing her elegant green dress.

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Is he looking up at the bright moon like himself at this moment?
"Hey, can anyone tell me if he's thinking of me too?"

She asked Qingfeng, but Qingfeng was speechless.

She asked Mingyue, but Mingyue was silent.

For 17 years, she has been in Emei Qingdeng Ancient Scroll, and her best years have passed away quietly.

The most beautiful Qingfeng Liuyun in Emei, Zhaoxia Wanyue also accompanied her for 17 years.

But 17 years later, Emei is still so beautiful, but the woman 17 years later no longer has the elegance of 17 years old.

The mountain wind was getting stronger, and her hair was blown into a mess, blowing across her fair face, and her clothes began to flutter, as if she was going to welcome a person who was returning with the wind.

"Master, are you thinking about him again?"

At some point, a slim girl also wearing a green dress came behind her and asked softly.

The woman turned her head and looked at the bright, intelligent, gentle and elegant girl in front of her, as if seeing herself 17 years ago.

She smiled slightly, stroked the girl's hair and said, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

The girl muttered and asked persistently, "Is it worth waiting 17 years for such a heartless person?"

"You don't understand, the mission of my life is to meet him, know him, love him, and wait for him..."

"I really hope to meet him once, to see what kind of person can be favored by a fairy like Master."

"He..." There was a happy smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, "He is a pious bastard who seeks fame and makes everyone hate him, but he is helpless."

The girl was stunned on the spot, staring blankly at her master, as if looking at a fool.

Are you sure you are talking about your lover who has been waiting for 17 years, the Shaolin monk who was once famous in the world and known as a genius in the world for a century?

The woman didn't explain, but just took the girl's hand and smiled dotingly: "Let's go, go back to sleep, and I will celebrate your grand master's birthday tomorrow..."

...............

The next day, on top of the Golden Dome, the Buddhist resort was still quiet, but it was also a little more joyous than before.

This day is the [-]th birthday of Emei Miejue Shitai, and the monks will not make a fuss, but it is inevitable for the disciples to congratulate him with a few bowls of birthday noodles, and some good sects will come to congratulate.

It's just that only people from Shaolin and Wudang came here seriously.

Miejue Shitai had a hot temper when he was young, not to mention cults, even some of the righteous sects had a lot of old grievances.

And ten years ago, the new master Zhou Zhiruo, after these years of great martial arts, went down the mountain with his sword and challenged all the sects. Although he didn't take advantage of Shaolin and Wudang, the masters of the other sects were all defeated by him. .

At her age, she is actually a master who has swept away the older generation. She has become famous for a while, and she seems to have the voice of No. 1 in the Mesozoic Era.

The prestige of the Emei School has also risen because of this, and there is a faint tendency to compete with Wudang and Shaolin.

At this time, people in the world discovered that it has been nearly ten years since Zhu Yuanzhang overthrew the Yuan Dynasty and drove out the Tartars to change the dynasty. However, the three long-established martial arts schools of Shaolin, Wudang and Emei still rule the roost.

Inside the Golden Roof Hall, Emei Sect Miejueshi Taigao sat at the head, and the rest of the disciples lined up behind him under the leadership of the headmaster Zhou Zhiruo.

The two columns on the left and right are the guests from Wudang and Shaolin who came to celebrate their birthdays.

The Shaolin disciples on the right are headed by Yuan Ye, an eminent monk of Yuanzi generation, while the Wudang disciples on the left are led by the master Song Yuanqiao himself!
Whether it is from Emei or Shaolin, looking at the elegant-looking head of Song is slightly surprised. You must know that for things like birthday celebrations, it is usually enough to send a junior to express your heart, and there is no need to labor him. This old leader.

So if nothing unexpected happened, his trip probably wasn't just to pay homage to his birthday.

Beside him, the middle-aged Song Qingshu stood calmly, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he looked behind Shitai Zejue from time to time.

There, Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in an elegant Tsing Yi, stood face to face in silence.

Sure enough, after everyone greeted and took their seats, Song Yuanqiao stood up, cupped his hands towards Miejue Shitai and said in a loud voice: "Master, Song is here this time, besides congratulating Shitai on her birthday, there is really another reason. One thing to ask for."

"Master Song is too polite, please speak up if you have something to say." Miejue Shitai smiled. Ever since her proud disciple Zhou Zhiruo took charge of the Emei School and pushed the school's reputation to a whole new level, her irritable temper seemed to have healed Not a lot.

Song Yuanqiao coughed, and said: "What Song did was related to Quanzi Qingshu, and he wanted to propose marriage to the head of your sect, Zhou Zhiruo Zhou, for him."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing behind Miejue Shitai, was shocked, and suddenly turned her head to look at Song Qingshu coldly, while the rest of the people in the hall, Shaolin and Emei disciples, were also in an uproar, as if a pot had exploded.

Countless gazes fell on Zhou Zhiruo's face, but at this time, the head of Zhou Zhiruo had returned to indifference, looking at his nose and heart, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Miejue Shitai noticed the change in the disciples behind her, and she sighed inexplicably. After pondering for a moment, she said calmly: "Sect Leader Song should know that Zhiruo is my leader of Emei, and it is impossible to remarry to Wudang because of emotion and reason. .”

"If the teacher doesn't mind, after marriage, Qingshu can accompany the head of Zhou to live in Emei!" After saying this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help showing a touch of embarrassment on his old face. His behavior was almost the same as marrying into a family, but thinking of his son's misery of being trapped in love for more than ten years, he had no choice but to make this decision with a thick skin.

"Even so, do you know that Zhi Ruo has always been concerned about Young Master Ling because of the past?"

"It was true that Qingshu acted recklessly back then, so much so that the three sects of Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei were separated, but if he really cares about it, Qingshu is not wrong. Besides, the past is over, and this child has not changed for more than ten years Married, I have been repenting with guilt for this, and it is considered atonement. Besides, the head of Zhou also knows that there is no return date for the Kongyu sage. Even if he returns, it is impossible for the two of them. Why not let it go and achieve another happy karma ?”

Poor parents all over the world, these words made Song Yuanqiao blush, if it wasn't for his only son, he would definitely not say these words that seemed to be begging.

Miejue Shitai slowly raised her eyes, and her eyes turned around Zhou Zhiruo's indifferent and peerless face, with deep pity in her eyes, and said slowly: "Zhiruo, you are the most proud disciple of the teacher, and you are the most proud disciple of the teacher. I want you to make Emei great, you have already done it, but as a teacher, I don’t want to see you end up alone like my master all my life, that’s why I didn’t let you become a nun back then. Mr. Song came from a famous family, and what’s rare is that he has a deep love for you. In my opinion, it's a good match."

In the main hall, there was a sudden silence, all the disciples of Emei, and even the eminent monks of Shaolin looked at Miejue Shitai in disbelief.

No one expected that she would agree to the marriage so easily.

And Song Qingshu, who was behind Song Yuanqiao, was already beaming with joy.

As for the Shaolin monks, they quickly turned from horror to anger. They were thinking... If Emei and Wudang completed this marriage, then Kongyu, who was regarded as a century-old pillar by Shaolin, was forced to leave the Western Regions. Shaolin pretended to be a passionate loss?

Not to mention that the monks are not angry, thinking about it makes them feel infinitely wronged, but as monks, they can't say anything, after all, this is their own business.

But at this moment, Miejue Shitai said again: "But whether you agree or not, Zhiruo decides for you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed. This sudden turning point made everyone a little at a loss, and they all turned their eyes to the woman in Tsing Yi.

She raised her head and looked outside the door, into the distance, into the sky.

staring deeply...

It was as if he saw that person stepping on colorful clouds to pick her up under the eyes of everyone!
She smiled slightly, and then her calm, but powerful, undisputable voice sounded in the hall:

"In my whole life, I will only marry him."

Song Qing's face changed abruptly, turning pale, and then roared hysterically: "He won't come back, even if he comes back, is it possible for the dignified Shaolin monk and the head of Emei?"

"No, you will never have results. The world cannot tolerate you, the etiquette cannot tolerate you, and the whole world cannot tolerate you!"

He vented while roaring, venting the pain of lovesickness and resentment of these decades, but was rejected again today, the son of the head of Wudang almost collapsed.

But at this moment, no one paid any attention to him, and everyone looked out of the door following the eyes of the master Zhou who suddenly burst into infinite brilliance...

There, in front of the cliff of the Golden Roof, there was a man who came from the void, wearing clouds and stepping on a golden dragon!

He was laughing, and whispered in his mouth: "Zhou Zhiruo, I would like to promise you that you will never leave forever and be dependent on each other forever, do you wish?"

PS: Chapter 2 is a little later. These chapters are all thankless types, but they must be transitioned. I can only pay back the debts owed slowly. What can be guaranteed is continuous updates...

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