Three days later, Yue Fei asked Tang Huai Gui to take care of his parents in filial piety while Yue Fei himself led Zhang Xian to carry his master's ashes to Shaolin. Yue Fei and Zhang Xian rode their horses through Shaowang Mountain, and the gate of the Shaolin Temple was right in front of them. The two of them rode to the foot of the temple steps, and saw a stone lion standing on each side of the steps, squatting with its head held high, looking very dignified. When they got off the horse, they tied the horse to the stable outside the gate.

Yue Fei held onto Zhou Dong's memorial tablet, and Zhang Xian, who was carrying his teacher's ashes, walked step by step to the front of the mountain gate. Yue Fei bowed and hit the chief inspector, and said to the mountain gate monk, "Master, please! When Yue Fei and his master Zhou Dong came to young master Lin to be buried, they gave Master a wish. When Master was alive, he could not be a disciple of the young Lin and had to become a pious disciple of the young Lin.

When the little monk guarding the mountain gate heard that the dressed in white, the well-mannered and courteous young man was the famous Yue Fei and Yue Pengju, he did not dare to be negligent. He deeply bowed, and said with one hand clasped: "Amitabha! Almsgiver Yue, please wait for a moment. This humble one will go and inform Grandmaster Fang Mao. " In less than the time it took to eat a meal, a group of monks walked out of the temple, led by an old monk. In less than the time it took to eat a meal, a group of monks walked out of the temple, led by an old monk.

When Yue Fei saw this, he quickly took two steps forward, bowed and said, "Unfilial nephew Yue Fei has come to disturb Senior Master. If there is anything wrong with this, please forgive me!" Amitabha! Excellent! Excellent! Almsgiver Yue, when the old monk heard Junior Brother Xu Zhu's words, he felt pain akin to losing a hand, causing his internal organs to burn. The Buddhist language had clouds: no difference in the nature of return, how many doors were there in the convenience? "Although junior is under the Xiao Yao Sect, he has never forgotten about the Buddha; the Buddha is merciful and will never abandon a pious disciple. Please return to your position with your Dharma Body, there is no Amitabha in the south!" Master Xu Qing muttered.

Soon after, buddhist chants rang out, Yue Fei was in front, with Zhou Dong's tablet in his hand, Zhang Xian was behind, his master's ashes were in his hands, and a group of disciples were following closely behind.

Zhang Xian took a peek at the temple. This peek opened Zhang Xian's eyes. Shaolin Temple was truly worthy of being called the number one treasure. The second to enter was the Sky King Palace. Outside the palace stood two tall emperors, and for the sake of the second general, the doors to the Sky King Palace were wide open. The four great heavenly kings were solemn and majestic, symbolizing the smooth flow of the wind and rain.

As he passed through the palace, he found himself in front of the main hall. The hall was tall and grand, with an overhanging corner. In the center of the hall was the present Buddha, Sakyamuni Tathagata; on the left was the former Buddhist medicine master, Buddha; on the right was the future Buddha, Amitabha. Bypassing the Great Hall, past the two boxes of the Drum Tower, the Scripture Pavilion, and the Dharma Pavilion, the deacon monk led Yue Fei into the Pavilion of Pilu.

To bring Zhou Dong's body into Pilu Pavilion was to clear Fang Shang's arrangements. One had to know that for all the monks in Pilu Pavilion who had paid their respects to Zhou Dong, they were not elders, but were not allowed to enter, and so Zhou Dong's body was sent to Pilu Pavilion. The intention was very clear, it was to bury Zhou Dong according to the standards of Elder Shaolin, both as a reward for Zhou Dong's defeat of the Jiu Mo Zhi to save Su Shaolin, and also to give face to Yue Fei.

Three days later, Zhou Dong's ashes were placed in the pagoda forest of Shaolin Temple by Xu Que. After thanking Xu Que, Yue Fei took his master's memorial tablet and rushed to the Heavenly Mountain. This was one of the two things that Yue Fei had to do. First, the tablet had to return to the Heavenly Mountain because his master would be a disciple of the Free and Unrestrained Faction for the rest of his life. Second, Yue Fei had an opportunity to bring his mother back to the family. Ten days later, when the two of them arrived at the foot of the Sky Mountain, Yue Fei's horse was fine, but Zhang Xian's horse could only stay at the foot of the mountain. Yue Fei and Zhang Xian left their war horses at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain to show their respect to their master.

After more than two hours of trekking, the cliff was right in front of them. Yue Fei shouted towards the opposite side of the cliff, "I wonder which Senior Sister is on duty. Junior Brother Yue Fei and Zhang Xian have come to pay their respects to Martial Aunt Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword!" As the sound of Yue Fei's voice rang out, someone on the opposite cliff replied, "Senior Brother, little sister Zisan will place the iron chain for you right away."

"Oh!" "So it's Lady Zitang. Senior Brother, sorry to trouble you." Yue Fei said. Amongst the eight main disciples of the Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword, Zi Tan was the youngest. She was around the same age as Yue Fei and the other brothers, and was also one of the most lively, cute, and naughty disciples of the Heavenly Mountain.

Standing on the cliff in front of him, Zhang Xian looked ahead and saw a bottomless valley. He began to feel apprehensive and thought, "How can we cross such a wide cliff?" One must know that among Zhou Dong's four disciples, besides Yue Fei's outstanding lightness techniques, only Tang Huai's was still able to deal with them. Wang Gui and Zhang Xian both practiced heavy weapons, so their lightness skills were very ordinary.

With a "Hua Lang Lang Lang" sound, an iron chain flew across the sky. Yue Fei caught it in his hand and hung it on the iron pillar. Then, he said to Zhang Xian, "Fifth brother, cross the cliff." Zhang Xian stood there motionlessly, thinking to himself, Master had taught me the same thing before, but that was on flat ground, even if I couldn't walk steadily, it didn't matter if I fell down.

Yue Fei really didn't think that Zhang Xian would be afraid of the cliff. He originally thought that although Zhang Xian's qinggong wasn't considered first class, but it should be more than enough to cross the cliff. He never thought that he would actually be in front of the cliff. It seemed that only he could go over first and give him some confidence. Thinking of this, Yue Fei's feet lightly touched the ground, and his body steadily landed on the iron rope. Then, he raised his body and breathed through, walking step by step across the iron rope. Yue Fei flew to the opposite side, but Zhang Xian was still standing there, watching and sweating profusely.

At a glance, Zi Tan saw that Zhang Xian was afraid of heights and was worried that one of the iron chains would be unstable and that he would stumble. If she forced him through, not only would it be dangerous, but it would also cause him to lose face. He then shouted, "Senior brother is indeed a true hero. There is a type of domineering manly aura around him. He doesn't care about walking on iron chains. If you want to leave, you have to walk on flat ground. Good job, junior sister will give you another iron rope."

When she arrived at Zhang Xian's side, she hung the iron rope on the side of the iron pillar, which was stretched out until it was as wide as his shoulders. Even if he couldn't perform lightness, as long as he had the courage, he would be able to walk through it, and at this moment, Zhang Xian felt much more at ease. He also gave Lady Zisan a praising look, expressing his gratitude for her words and actions.

This time, Zhang Xian no longer hesitated and took a deep breath, and did his best to move forward. Not much time had passed, but he still managed to get to the other side without any danger, and at this moment, Zi Tan followed closely behind her on the cliff. Seeing Zi Tan coming over, Zhang Xian said to her with a red face, "Thank you Miss for helping me out, Lady Zi Tan. "Miss is able to hold onto the iron chain with her bare hands and walk as fast as the wind. Her ease and ease really make me blush."

Seeing Zhang Xian blushing, perspiring profusely, and looking innocent and adorable, Lady Zitan could not help but say, "Senior Brother is too courteous, Zitan is just used to it. It's not that you don't have enough lightness skills, it's just that you're afraid of being overconfident. Just a few more times and it'll be fine." No matter what, Zhang Xian was still grateful towards Zitang Tan. She was not only helping him, but also not hurting his reputation. She was truly a thoughtful girl.

After passing the cliff, Yue Fei carried his Master's memorial tablet on his back, and after crossing the cliff, Yue Fei also held the memorial tablet in his hands. When Zi Tan saw the tablet in Yue Fei's hands, she didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly went to the main hall of the Spirit Eagle Palace to report to the Sect Leader Martial Uncle, Mei Jian.

After receiving the report from Zisan, Master Plum Sword came to the entrance of the mountain. He lowered his head and wept, feeling sorrowful.

Yue Fei took a step forward and knelt on the ground, saying to Mei Jian, "Martial Aunt, Martial Nephew Yue Fei is unfilial, he was unable to find Master's trail early, to the point where he fell ill and died. This old man shall be buried in Shaolin with his remains, and the tablet shall be returned to Tian Shan. Yue Fei's voice was filled with tears as he finished his words.

Mei Jian endured his grief and said, "My dear nephew, life and death is a natural thing, there is no need to feel guilty. Even if my good nephew was by his side, it would still be difficult to hold onto the life of my old master. The old master had been born in Shaolin and had been blessed by the Buddha. Because of fate, he had been the master of the Free and Unrestrained Faction, but he had never forgotten that he was a disciple of Shaolin. Ever since his mistress had passed away, he was even more uninterested in the position of the head of the Free and Unrestrained Faction. He hid himself in the city and hid himself in the wild, doing his best to cultivate talented people like Lu Junyi and Lin Chong, showing his worry for the nation and the masses. With that, she and Bamboo Sword stepped forward to help Yue Fei up, and slowly walked into the main hall of the Spirit Eagle Palace.

Finally, she ordered people to set up a memorial hall in the main hall for three days. During these three days, it was still Yue Fei, Zhang Xian, who was guarding the spirit. Because Zhou Dong had already left the Free and Unrestrained Sect, he couldn't just follow the teachings of the Daoist. Moreover, ever since Le Batian had founded the Free and Unrestrained Sect, this Taoist religion was no longer a Taoist in the true sense of the word, and seemed to be more easily integrated into the lives of ordinary citizens.

Three days later, Mei Jian gathered all the disciples and suddenly announced that Ziwei would take over the position of the leader of the Free and Unrestrained Faction. Me and the Bamboo Sword were old and powerless in the affairs of the sect, and were powerless in the martial arts world.

Originally, Zi Wei wanted to decline, saying that Martial Uncle's position as Sect Leader should be passed on to her Master. Her qualifications were shallow, her kung fu was low, and she couldn't be qualified. If there was any mishap, she would be entrusted with the task by her Martial Uncle, and at that time, Zi Wei would become a sinner of the Free and Unrestrained Sect.

However, Bamboo Sword, who was standing beside Senior Uncle, objected to Zi Wei's reasoning. Instead, he supported Mei Jian's decision and said, "Zi Wei, don't try to shirk responsibility. Senior Uncle passed on his position of Sect Leader to you because he trusts you. No matter who you pass the position of sect head to, it will be a process for you to gain experience. Without going through experience, it will be difficult to achieve great things, so don't talk about it anymore, it's settled now, why don't you hurry up and thank sect head for his good intentions. " Zi Wei had no choice but to walk forward and kneel down and kowtow, thanking the Plum Sword Master for his great kindness.

Then, with the Bamboo Sword Master's inheritance ceremony, Zi Wei retreated a bit. Following the Bamboo Sword's shout, Zi Wei took each step forward, kowtowed three times, and took a total of nine steps, arriving in front of the Plum Sword Master, kneeling on one knee, the Plum Sword Master placed the symbol of the Free and Unrestrained Sect on the big finger of Zi Wei. After the meditation, Zi Wei accepted the respects from all the disciples, and after the worship, Mei Jian let Zi Wei handle the matters in the hall.

This courtyard had always been where the Plum Sword and Bamboo Swords lived. Even during the childhood times, the two of them had lived here, and the two bedrooms were opposite to each other. The left room was where the Plum Sword resided, the right was where the bamboo swords resided.

Ziwei carefully came to the front of Mei Jian's room and whispered, "Martial Uncle, Ziwei has been ordered to meet Martial Uncle. Please enlighten me, Martial Uncle!" Oh! It was Purple Vine! "Come in." Mei Jian who was in the room spoke up. Ziwei pushed open the plaid door made of yellow pear and walked in gently. The furnishings in Master Plum Sword's room were very simple. Other than a bed, there was nothing else.

Master Plum Sword was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room, when he saw Zi Wei walk in, he said: "Zi Wei, your master is right. Your master and I are already old, we can't wait until we're on the verge of death to pass on our legacy to you. Among the eight great disciples, whether it is in terms of martial arts or mental ability, you have surpassed me by a level. Senior Master has not been in charge of the Free and Unrestrained Sect for many years, so I hope that the Free and Unrestrained Sect will be able to flourish in your hands. "

"I am afraid that your disciple's character is shallow, and I have great hopes that you will consider the general situation of the Free and Unrestrained Sect. I hope that you can take back the order to abdicate the throne, and that your disciple is willing to go through fire and water for your uncle-master!" Ziwei said.

Mei Jian said, "Ziwei, don't say anymore, I have considered this carefully, and also asked for your master's permission. Today I called you here, and nothing else, after all you are the next head of the Free and Unrestrained Sect, if you kneel in front of me, I want to touch your Baihui Acupuncture Point, and see how much your strength has increased." When Ziwei heard that the reason she was called here was to test her own abilities, she thought to herself, I'm going to be the Sect Leader. The honor and death of the Free and Unrestrained Sect lies in my hands, and I also want to test my own abilities. With that, he knelt down in front of Mei Jian.

Plum Blade was still seated cross-legged. He slowly raised his right hand and reached out for the Baihui Acupuncture Point on top of Purple Wei's head. Just as his right hand touched the top of her head, his right hand struck Purple Wei's Sleeping Point at lightning speed. It was like this: Emperor Long's Grace was at hand, mother and son were reunited in a good news; her wish was returned to her homeland, and her two sisters were martyred.