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After a while, I forgot about it.

Now being ridiculed by Yang Buhui, Nun Miejue was not embarrassed at all, and changed her tone to say bitterly: "It's only because Heaven was blind that you, a wicked child, had to save your life."

When Yang Buhui heard her calling her "evil seed" again, she was furious and wanted to continue humiliating her, but when she thought of Master Miejue's stubbornness, she changed her mind and came up with a plan.

Taking the foot away from Nun Miejue's face, Yang Buhui calmly straightened her clothes, then slowly squatted down, looked at the disgusting and hideous face, and suddenly smiled.

Nun Miejue was just wondering what she was up to when she heard Yang Buhui say, "Gu Hongzi is such a loser."

Nun Miejue's body stiffened, and then her eyes flashed with blazing anger. She cursed fiercely, "What did you say, you little bastard! Let me go, or I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Nun Miejue's face was ferocious, her voice was shrill, and her reaction was unprecedentedly violent. She was completely broken down by just one sentence.

"What am I talking about? I'm talking about your old mistress."

A look of satisfaction crossed Yang Buhui's face as she continued to provoke Nun Miejue: "Your mistress has learned a few tricks of kung fu, but she's already so arrogant. As soon as she came down the mountain, she challenged my father without knowing her own limitations. She was even too timid when it came to fighting, and even asked to borrow the Heavenly Sword from you."

"But what's the result?"

"Haha, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword before my father took it away from him. Tell me, isn't Gu Hongzi a loser?"

Nun Miejue was furious and tried to defend herself, "Yang Xiao, you little brat, used a trick to win. Your victory was unfair and shameless!"

Yang Buhui wasn't angry either. She smiled and said, "Okay, it all depends on what you said. But what happens after the duel?"

"My father didn't kill him, but he actually pissed himself off to death! Haha, hahaha!"

"You failed in the duel and ended up getting so angry that you killed yourself. How ridiculous! The biggest joke in the world! You evil nun, you still say Gu Hongzi isn't a loser?"

"A man like him, so arrogant, so ignorant, and so narrow-minded, would be better off dead. What use is he to living besides wasting rice? Is he supposed to be left to relieve the loneliness of a demon nun like you?"

As she spoke, Yang Buhui grabbed Nun Miejue's hair, made her face towards her, and jokingly said, "Old nun, you've lived for so many years, do you miss men every night?"

These words were extremely vicious, and Master Miejue's face turned purple with anger.

Her throat moved, and a mouthful of old blood mixed with broken teeth sprayed towards Yang Buhui.

When Yang Buhui released the true energy in her body, the blood was shaken back and splashed onto Master Miejue's face.

Seeing Nun Miejue's glaring eyes, Yang Buhui said coldly, "Evil nun, when you killed my mother, did you ever imagine this day would come? What is this? Karma, do you know?"

Nun Miejue coughed up blood and said, "Little bastard, don't be so complacent. You haven't changed your evil nature, you are cruel and tyrannical. Sooner or later, someone will enforce justice on your behalf. Even that Li man can't save you!"

Nun Miejue had long seen that Yang Buhui had reached the level of a grandmaster, so it was not difficult for her to guess who was helping her behind the scenes.

Now she only regretted that she didn't make up a lie and trick Li Yu badly when she exposed the secret of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

Yang Buhui sneered: "You won't see that day anyway."

It was already quite a while, and seeing the miserable appearance of Nun Miejue, Yang Buhui let out a sigh of relief.

Her eyes flickered as she murmured, "What should I do with you? Should I cripple your martial arts and throw you into a brothel? Or should I find you a few men and have them serve you well in front of Gu Hongzi's tomb so you can be a real woman again?"

Nun Miejue's ferocious expression froze, and an expression of extreme horror appeared on her face. She looked at the devil-like Yang Buhui, her heart filled with fear.

If she were really treated like this, not only would her reputation be ruined and Emei would be disgraced, but even her death would not be clean. How could she face Gu Hongzi?

At this moment, the fearless Nun Miejue was truly frightened...

Yang Buhui felt very happy when she saw Master Miejue's reaction.

In fact, she was just talking and had no real intention of taking action.

No matter what, Master Miejue also raised and taught Ji Xiaofu, and was the master of Zhou Zhiruo and Sun Xiuqing.

The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable.

She killed and exterminated them, which was what a child should do.

But if she treated the dignified leader of Emei Sect badly like that, not only would her relationship with Zhou Zhiruo and Sun Xiuqing be broken, but even her mother would blame her in the afterlife.

However, although it cannot be put into actual action, it can still be used to scare people.

Yang Buhui looked at Nun Miejue and said calmly, "Beg me! If you beg me, I won't treat you like that and will let you go."

Nun Miejue was furious and glared at Yang Buhui.

Yang Buhui smiled playfully and didn't urge her, just waiting for her answer.

The two pairs of eyes intertwined, sparks flew, and both were filled with strong resentment and hatred.

After a while, Nun Miejue's fierce expression turned dejected again.

She finally lowered her head, which she hadn't lowered in half her life, and said in a trembling voice, "Please... please."

Seeing the unyielding Nun Miejue bowing, Yang Buhui was dazed for a moment and did not continue to humiliate her. She raised her hand and slapped her skull.

Just like when Nun Miejue beat Ji Xiaofu to death.

Nun Miejue shuddered all over, and then fell limply to the ground.

Yang Buhui stood there in a daze, with strings of crystal beads falling from between her closed eyes.

After a long time, Yang Buhui calmed down and when she opened her eyes again, she looked towards the Golden Summit of Emei Mountain again.

Using his Qinggong skills, Yang Buhui walked in with ease and found a person according to his previous memory.

Ding Minjun!

Although Yang Buhui was young at the time, she knew that this woman was extremely vicious. Out of jealousy, she often opposed Ji Xiaofu, which was disgusting.

Since she's here this time, she doesn't mind sending one more away.

Ding Minjun only had innate cultivation, and he did not have the super intuition that Master Miejue had cultivated over three lives and deaths. He was completely unaware of Yang Buhui's infiltration.

She didn't wake up until her neck was strangled by a cold hand.

Seeing that face so close to her, Ding Minjun's scalp almost exploded. A chill rushed from her tailbone to her head, and she felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.

Yang Buhui looked at her indifferently and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The fingers around her throat loosened slightly, allowing Ding Minjun to breathe a sigh of relief. She spoke with difficulty, "Xiao... Junior Sister Xiaofu 5.2... No, you are... you are Yang Buhui."

"Now that you've recognized it, you don't have to be such a fool."

Yang Buhui said this coldly, and without waiting for Ding Minjun to say anything, she crushed her throat in front of her eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

Afterwards, Yang Buhui came to Bei Jinyi's room again.

She had heard Ji Xiaofu talk about this person and knew that this woman had a very good personal relationship with her mother.

Moreover, when Zhang Wuji sent her all the way to Kunlun Mountain to find Yang Xiao, he also told her that it was this woman who lied and led Master Miejue away, which allowed them both to save their lives.

This is a life-saving grace!

Therefore, Yang Buhui was very grateful to Bei Jinyi.

She stayed in the room for a while, and when she left, there was a copy of the Nine Yin Scriptures and two pills on the table.

But what she didn't know was that as soon as she left, a shadow flashed in the room and someone else sneaked in.

Looking in the moonlight, it was Li Yu.

It turned out that he was worried about Yang Buhui being alone, so he went all out and quickly defeated Zhou Zhiruo and Sun Xiuqing, then followed from a distance.

After seeing what Yang Buhui left on the table, Li Yu felt helpless: "This girl is too careless."

"Just after Miejue was assassinated, the sect's magical skills were delivered directly to her door. It would be strange if she dared to learn them, let alone two pills of unknown origin."

Putting away the Nine Yin Manual, Li Yu picked up the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Meridian Opening Pill and walked towards Bei Jinyi who was lying on the bed.

⒉ "Repaying a grudge and repaying a favor is natural and has been the norm since ancient times."

⒐Chapter 136 The End of the Hero, the Death of Ren Woxing (Subscribe)

4 At dawn, Bei Jinyi, who was sleeping soundly, gradually frowned and felt an extremely unpleasant stench lingering in her nose for a long time.

She was too sleepy to pay attention to it, but she couldn't stand it any longer. She propped herself up, opened her sleepy eyes with difficulty, and swept her hazy eyes to every corner of the room.

④ However, before she found the source of the odor, she felt uncomfortable all over, sticky, as if there was something wet and sticky attached to her body.

Bei Jinyi hurriedly looked down and was surprised to find that the surface of her skin had been covered with a layer of black impurities, some of which had even solidified into scabs, and the foul smell was obviously coming from there.

5 Bei Jinyi suddenly became much more awake, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes as the sleepiness disappeared.

She remembered taking a shower before going to bed last night, so why did she suddenly...

4 Bei Jinyi was a little confused, but had no time to think about it. At the moment, she felt uncomfortable all over and just wanted to wash herself clean.

Suo couldn't wait to boil some water, nor did she want the disciples on duty to see her embarrassing appearance, so she put on an outer coat and headed straight for a small rock pond.

It was already autumn in Suotian, and it was the middle of the night. The temperature on the top of Mount Emei was very low. Fortunately, she was also at the innate realm, so she could use her internal energy to keep warm and survive for a short period of time.

: Bei Jinyi scrubbed her body vigorously and finished quickly.

Returning to her room, she wrapped herself in the new quilt, feeling the gradually warming temperature, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only at this moment did she have the energy to think about the previous problem.

Bei Jinyi remembered that she seemed to have had a dream before, and she dreamed of the founder of the Emei Sect.

Moreover, the master also taught her the 15 Nine Yin Scriptures in a dream!

Bei Jinyi knew about the Nine Yin Scriptures, and even her master, Nun Miejue, had it.

Since returning from Guangmingding, Master Miejue has taught several unique skills to her disciples.

Bei Jinyi naturally had a share as well.

After learning it, she could only sigh that the Nine Yin Scriptures was indeed a heavenly martial art, and was much more powerful than the Emei martial arts she had learned before.

The Emei School was established only a hundred years ago, but during this period it has produced several masters, including two grand masters.

One is the founder of the sect, and the other is the deputy leader Dugu Yihe who died under Ximen Chuixue's sword.

However, the founder's martial arts had long been lost, and although Dugu Yihe's "Seventy-Seven Forty-Nine Styles of Sword and Knife Double Kill" was quite famous, Dugu Yihe was a latecomer, so it was not the original martial arts of Emei.

In addition, Dugu Yihe had no intention of contributing his unique skills to the Emei Sect.

Therefore, the strongest martial arts of the Emei Sect before was only at the Earth level.

Naturally, it is far inferior to the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Moreover, the Nine Yin Scriptures that the master passed on to her in the dream was not incomplete, but complete.

Thinking that she had such a good fortune in her dream, Bei Jinyi, lying on the bed, laughed in silence.

As expected, there is everything in dreams.