All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

Several chief disciples rushed over to see their master, while the others watched Zhou Yongcheng warily.

Zhou Yongcheng glanced at the female disciples, then with a thought, he took the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Looking at the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand, he thought it was a fine sword, and it would belong to him from now on. As for the secret manual inside, he would leave it there. It would be a pity if the sword were to break.

Such a fine sword, if broken and then reattached, will never be as good as the original.

Zhou Yongcheng didn't have a good impression of Abbess Miejue. Her values ​​were somewhat abnormal, and she actually had the heart to kill her own disciple, which was a bit too much.

She called the Ming Cult a demonic cult. Were there no good people in the Ming Cult? Of course there were, otherwise the Ming Cult wouldn't have gone to eliminate those Mongol soldiers.

Are there no bad people in the righteous path? Of course there are, like Cheng Kun, whose deeds were even more heinous than those of the demonic path.

So Zhou Yongcheng dealt a heavy blow to Abbess Miejue. Although it wouldn't kill her, it was enough to make her suffer.

"Give us back our swords."

A girl with an innocent-looking face pointed a sword at Zhou Yongcheng and said in a cute but fierce way.

Zhou Yongcheng sized up the girls standing not far from him, and the one who was speaking looked a bit like Zhou Zhiruo.

"Your name is Zhou Zhiruo?"

Zhou Zhiruo was startled. How did he know my name?

"who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am. I'm your enemy now. As for the Heaven-Slaying Sword, you can forget about taking it back. I see that your master is seriously injured. The journey to Bright Peak is long and arduous. I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand such a long distance. If she dies on the way, you women with low cultivation levels will be in danger."

Zhou Yongcheng smiled as he looked at Zhou Zhiruo and the others not far away. He made a waving goodbye gesture, leaped up, and left.

Zhou Zhiruo and the others watched as Zhou Yongcheng soared into the air and vanished in an instant. Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion. Was there such amazing lightness skill in the world? Could one really fly through the air?

"Senior Sister, what do we do now?" a female disciple asked.

Ding Minjun looked at the unconscious Miejue, then at Zhou Zhiruo, and said loudly, "That thief knows Zhou Zhiruo. I suspect that Master's injury was arranged by Zhou Zhiruo and the thief. Let's take control of Zhou Zhiruo first, and wait for Master to wake up so we can hear Master's decision."

Several of Ding Minjun's confidants immediately took Zhou Zhiruo into custody.

"Senior Sister, I don't know that thief."

No matter how Zhou Zhiruo tried to explain, Ding Minjun wouldn't listen.

"Now that Master is seriously injured, it is indeed not advisable for him to travel long distances. Let's find a place in the city and stay at an inn to let Master recover first."

The Emei Sect group, carrying the severely injured Miejue, settled in a nearby city. Thus, of the six major sects that went to besiege Bright Peak, only five sects remained on the road, and the Emei Sect temporarily halted its operations.

Zhou Yongcheng held the Heaven Sword and made various movements in the air, but after playing with it for an hour or so, he got bored and put the Heaven Sword away.

Using a sword to kill someone is not as cool as using the One Finger Divine Skill, and it doesn't have the same intimidating power as telekinesis.

Holding a sword makes you seem like you're afraid people won't know you're a swordsman. It's much better to be empty-handed, because then your enemies will never know what moves you'll make.

That day, Zhou Yongcheng returned to the real world and, as usual, checked his phone. His second uncle had called several times. Could it be that the dam had been repaired?

It should be. More than half a month has passed. Even if it rains occasionally, the construction period is only a few days. Moreover, my second uncle said that people from the village come back from time to time. The people who come back from outside are mostly young people, and they will basically join the team building the dike, which will make the progress even faster.

Zhou Yongcheng dialed his second uncle's number.

"Why is no one answering your phone?"

"I was too busy to notice." Zhou Yongcheng was indeed too busy, busy traveling in the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

"The dam above has been repaired. The bridge will be flooded when the water level rises, so we've demolished it. We'll cross the dam instead, and the road is wide enough."

"You can handle these things as you see fit. Just pay all the salaries now."

"They've all been distributed; there's still about 200,000 left."

"Second Uncle, you didn't forget to include your salary, did you? And Aunt's too, and Ya Ya's for helping with the cooking too. You don't need to refund me the money. Anyway, I'm in the city now and I have to go back often, so I won't cook at home anymore."

“Our salaries don’t even amount to that much. Besides, we’re all family, so helping each other is only right. Do you think we’ll starve you when you come back? I’ll transfer the money to you later.”

"Uncle, since we're all family now, let's not talk about these things. I won't accept your return. Let's just say call me when the two fishponds are full, and I'll buy some fish from somewhere else and bring them back."

After finishing his sentence, Zhou Yongcheng hung up the phone, fearing that his second uncle would call again.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yongcheng stroked his chin and looked at his already long head. He needed to improve his personal image. Although he wasn't handsome, he still needed to maintain a presentable appearance.

Shaving your beard makes you look younger, and cutting your hair makes you look even younger—isn't that great?

I changed my clothes, threw them into the washing machine, and took my phone with me when I went out.

I had just stepped out the door when my phone buzzed; it was a WeChat message.

Upon opening it, I found it was sent by Ding Ying.

He said he would come to Zhou Yongcheng for drinks that night.

Zhou Yongcheng glanced at the date. It was Friday. Being a civil servant was great; they got a two-day weekend.

Zhou Yongcheng suddenly laughed. Why was he envious of Ding Ying? She could play every day and even go to other worlds. Who on the entire planet had such treatment?

He replied to Ding Ying, asking him to bring wine, and Zhou Yongcheng to prepare the snacks to go with it.

He drove to the barbershop he had visited twice before and parked his car right in front of it.

"Brother, it hasn't been long, and your hair has grown so long."

The owner of the barbershop was a young man, a little older than Zhou Yongcheng.

"I don't know why, my hair just grows so fast."

"Some people's hair grows very fast, and they basically have to get it cut every two weeks. I've heard it's related to their health, but I don't know if it's true."

After spending a few minutes getting his hair cut, Zhou Yongcheng looked in the mirror and indeed looked several years younger than before. He gave the hairdresser twenty yuan and drove to the market.

I bought some beef and cold dishes, and also some seafood.

Back home, seeing that it was still early, Zhou Yongcheng put his phone on the table and entered the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

Zhou Yongcheng flew rapidly through the air, and after flying for a while he would come down to ask for directions. If he flew off course and ended up in the north or south, it would be quite funny.

It took almost a day to finally arrive above Wudang Mountain.

Looking at the majestic Wudang Mountain, Zhou Yongcheng felt that Zhang Sanfeng was truly amazing. It was really not easy for a person to build such a large fortune from nothing.

After descending from the sky and arriving at the training ground, Zhou Yongcheng looked around and felt that Wudang Mountain was somewhat deserted.

Because Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect led most of his disciples to besiege the Ming Cult, there were not many people left in Wudang.

Just then, a passing boy saw Zhou Yongcheng in the martial arts training ground.

"Oh no, someone has broken in."