Chapter 90: Comprehending the Nine Yin Manual

In the evening, Zhang Jie and Zhou Zhiruo were taking a walk in the Emei Sect.

Along the way, most of the disciples were very friendly to Zhou Zhiruo,

but there were also a few disciples who not only turned a blind eye to Zhou Zhiruo but also gave her cold looks.

"Zhiruo, why do those disciples treat you like that?"

Zhang Jie, worried about Zhou Zhiruo's situation, asked.

If anyone dared to endanger Zhou Zhiruo's safety,

then he would have to display his fist, which was the second largest in the world, second only to Zhang Sanfeng's.

Zhang Jie: How could anyone else touch my, Zhang Jie's, woman!

If anyone is to touch her, it must be me...

"I don't know either; they target me for no reason."

Zhou Zhiruo, hearing this, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The reason she found a remote place to practice sword today was also because she was vaguely excluded by a few senior sisters.

"Do they all walk very close to your Senior Sister Ding Minjun?"

Zhang Jie, who had thought about the Emei Sect's relationship map, touched his chin and had some guesses.

"Brother Jie, how do you even know this?"

Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was full of surprise. Although she knew Zhang Jie's martial arts were extraordinary,

and even Emei Sect's number one expert Abbess Miejue was not Zhang Jie's opponent,

but Zhang Jie was on Mount Emei for the first time and shouldn't know these things.

However, thinking of Zhang Jie's magical performance, Zhou Zhiruo wasn't too surprised.

The man she, Zhou Zhiruo, had her eyes on should be extraordinary!

She then said somewhat dejectedly:

"In the first few years when I came to Emei, Senior Sister Ding was very good to me.

My Emei Sword Art was taught to me by her hand by hand.

But in the last two years, I don't know why she has become much more distant from me,

and the senior sisters who are close to her have also vaguely targeted me."

Zhang Jie, who understood, smiled:

"Silly girl, you are a bystander who is confused!"

"Ah?"

Zhou Zhiruo was still a bit confused.

"It's like this..."

Zhang Jie scratched Zhou Zhiruo's delicate nose and said from a bystander's perspective:

"Your Senior Sister Ding was probably the number one candidate for the next Emei Sect leader.

And in these few years, you have become more and more valued by your master,

so she is probably worried that you will snatch her position as leader, which is why she repeatedly suppresses you."

"So that's how it is."

With Zhang Jie's reminder, the clever Zhou Zhiruo immediately understood the key.

However, she was still dejected and asked uncomprehendingly:

"But I have never thought about being the leader of the Emei Sect!"

"Whether you want to or not is not important; what's important is the Abbess's thoughts."

Zhang Jie said with a serious expression.

Although the major sects in the Jianghu are far inferior to the imperial court in terms of strength and number of people,

the choice of leader is somewhat similar to the imperial princes fighting for the throne in the court:

Every disciple who has the opportunity and idea to compete for the leader will naturally guard against

other disciples who have the same opportunity, even if this disciple has no such idea.

An innocent man is guilty because of his treasure!

Or rather, having ability is the greatest crime!

In Wudang, the reason Song Qingshu repeatedly targeted him with his subordinates

was also because he was worried that he would snatch the position of the first senior brother of the third-generation disciples of Wudang.

And it is the same in the Emei Sect, not to mention Abbess Miejue's undisguised preference for Zhou Zhiruo.

Would other princes in the dynasty be brotherly and respectful to a prince who is favored by the emperor

and almost directly declared as the crown prince?

Vaguely targeting him, trying to pull him off the horse, and thinking "I can replace him" is the norm!

Even a crown prince who has been clearly named and decreed is the same:

Yinreng, who was named crown prince as soon as he was born in the Kangxi reign and was deposed and reinstated twice,

and was crown prince for a full forty years, had a deep understanding of this.

"How about I just go back to Wudang Mountain with you, Brother Zhang Jie?"

Zhou Zhiruo, understanding the danger and not wanting to fall out with Ding Minjun, said.

As long as she goes to Wudang Mountain, Ding Minjun will surely know that she has no intention of competing for the Emei Sect leader position, right?

The only problem now is whether Zhang Jie is willing to take her back to Wudang Mountain.

The nervousness in her heart was written all over her face, and Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body was trembling slightly.

"Of course, no problem."

Zhang Jie took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand and promised.

"Hmm."

Feeling the warmth from Zhang Jie's broad hand,

Zhou Zhiruo, with a flushed face, let out a barely audible "hmm."

"However, the problem now is whether the Abbess is willing to let you go down the mountain."

Zhang Jie pointed out another problem.

At the same time, he actually already had the answer in his heart: given how much Abbess Miejue values Zhou Zhiruo,

she would not let Zhou Zhiruo go back to Wudang Mountain with him.

Zhou Zhiruo, hearing this, felt her delicate body tremble; clearly, she had also thought of this.

"Brother Jie, how about, how about I elope!"

Zhou Zhiruo, remembering the matter of Senior Sister Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao, gathered her courage and said.

"Uh..."

Facing Zhou Zhiruo's wild imagination, even the thick-nerved Zhang Jie was stunned for a moment.

If it were first Ji Xiaofu, on whom the previous generation placed high hopes,

and then Zhou Zhiruo, the disciple carefully cultivated in this generation, both eloped with men.

Given Abbess Miejue's temperament, she would either storm Wudang and demand an explanation from his master Yu Lianzhou,

or she would be angered to death just like her senior brother Gu Hongzi, who was angered to death by Yang Xiao.

"This might not work..."

Zhang Jie told Zhou Zhiruo his concerns.

Zhou Zhiruo, hearing that this was the logic, just wondered how Ding Minjun's matter would be solved:

"Then what should we do?"

Zhang Jie gave Zhou Zhiruo a reassuring look:

"Don't worry, leave it to me to handle."

If Abbess Miejue and Ding Minjun and the others couldn't understand reason,

then he, Zhang, also knew a little bit of physics...

At night, after sending Zhou Zhiruo back, Zhang Jie returned to the foot of Mount Emei.

As a grown man, staying overnight on Mount Emei, which was full of female disciples, inevitably had the suspicion of being in a melon field or under a plum tree.

Although his heart was clear, he couldn't guarantee that no one would spread rumors.

The so-called "rumors are spread by a mouth, refuting them breaks your legs."

Although he was confident in using physics to make the gossipers shut up,

this matter would still damage the reputation of a young lady.

Anyway, with his light skill, it wouldn't take a stick of incense to go up and down Mount Emei, so he could run back and forth completely.

"Senior Brother, is your business done?"

In an inn at the foot of Mount Emei, Zhang Wuji, who had been waiting there early, asked curiously.

"Hmm, this is for you."

Zhang Jie threw a book to Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji took it and looked, instantly becoming excited:

"Senior Brother, is this the 'Nine Yin Manual'?"

"Senior Brother, this is too precious, I can't take it."

Zhang Wuji, who already knew the origin of the Nine Yin Manual from Zhang Jie, although reluctant to part with it, was still prepared to return it to Zhang Jie.

This Nine Yin Manual was all Zhang Jie's effort; he hadn't contributed an inch of merit, so he was embarrassed to take it.

"Between us brothers, why be so clear?

Besides, didn't you share the Nine Yang Divine Art with me in the Kunlun Mountain valley?"

Zhang Jie directly stuffed the copied version of the Nine Yin Manual into Zhang Wuji's arms.

"Senior Brother..."

Zhang Jie was moved to tears.

"Study hard; your godfather will depend on you to protect him in the future."

Zhang Jie pointed to the Golden-Haired Lion King, who was drinking and eating meat on the side, having a great time.

Although he promised to help Xie Xun kill Cheng Kun, it didn't mean he would be Xie Xun's nanny.

This obligation was directly dumped on Zhang Wuji by him.

After all, if the senior brother has something to do, the junior brother should also serve him!

And this wasn't dumping the pot: according to the relationship between Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun,

Zhang Wuji was going to support Xie Xun in his old age and wear mourning clothes for him after he died.

"Understood, I will definitely study hard!"

Zhang Wuji, feeling the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, nodded fiercely.

After dismissing Zhang Wuji, Zhang Jie went to a quiet room he had specially booked,

took out the original copy of the Nine Yin Manual from his arms, and began to practice.

"The Way of Heaven, reducing the excess to supplement the deficiency, therefore the void overcomes the solid, the insufficient overcomes the excess.

Its meaning is broad, its principle is profound, its interest is deep..."

"Nine is the extreme of numbers. Nine-nine is Chongyang, nine is Yang.

The Nine Yin Manual is actually the Yin-Yang Manual, the supreme wonderful method of Yin-Yang balance,

water-fire blending, softness in hardness, and hardness in softness!"

Flipping through the "Nine Yin Manual," various scriptures floated into Zhang Jie's heart.

In his ears, it seemed as if the voice of that martial arts grandmaster from over a hundred years ago, Huang Shang, was preaching.

After comprehending the general outline, Zhang Jie began to practice the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter".

If one were to say which part of the Nine Yin Manual was the most wonderful, Zhang Jie believed it was none other than the Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter.

One must know that the aptitude of martial artists in the Jianghu is determined by heaven, and it is difficult to change without peerless heavenly treasures,

yet the Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter can actually increase aptitude after practice.

Experts like Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, and Yang Guo had mostly practiced it and gained a lot.

And in Heaven-Dependent, Song Qingshu, who was originally only a second-class expert in the Jianghu, after practicing it,

could fight with Yu Lianzhou, the most skilled of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, in less than a few years, which shows its effectiveness.

"People only know that sitting and thinking is the work of advancing virtue, not knowing that those who reach the top,

are round and clear in wisdom, cultivating both body and use, moving while still, calm while disturbed."

The scriptures of the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter" slowly flowed through Zhang Jie's heart,

and his internal energy also began to follow the practice route within it.

For a moment, Zhang Jie felt as if he were in a hot spring, his whole body warm.

"Keep up the good work!"

Zhang Jie, knowing this was the standard of success, continued to practice.

Practice knows no time, and one night passed in the blink of an eye. ===== CHAPTER 91 =====