[Comprehensive martial arts] Take the house to cross

Song Qingshu boiled another pot of water slowly, and continued to discuss with Ye Zijing: "Besides, since I'm here to celebrate a birthday, how can there be no gifts?"

Ye Zijing stared at Song Qingshu: "What do you mean?" This is to peel off the skin.

"Of course, those who don't bring gifts can't be allowed to go up the mountain. Hmph, since you're here in the name of celebrating a birthday, even if you're pretending, you have to put on a show for me!"

Speaking of going up the mountain, Ye Zijing remembered one thing, she asked hesitantly: "Then Wudang's sword-breaking stone?"

There is a huge stone tablet at the foot of Wudang Mountain, which is Wudang's Jiejian Stone. There are words written on it, which means that anyone who wants to go to Wudang must untie his sword and get off his horse to show respect.

But this time, the five sects mobilized their troops to come over, and they would probably ignore this rule and go straight up the mountain with their weapons.

Once the rules are broken, what is the dignity of Wudang? In this way, it is no different from slapping the face.

Song Qingshu pondered for a moment, then said: "The rules of Wudang cannot be broken. Grand Master said that Master Emei Juejue doesn't need to untie his sword or dismount his horse. As for other people, no matter what tricks are hidden in the dark, the weapons on the surface are before the untie sword stone. must be let go."

Those who came were all the heads or elders of one faction. If his father hadn't come out personally, the Wudang disciples couldn't suppress these people at all. If they were really allowed to bring weapons into the mountain, this birthday party would really not be able to go on.

Song Qingshu stood up and said: "No, this matter is a bit big. I am not enough for a third-generation disciple. Ye Zi, wait for me here for a while. I will go to my father to study it."

Saying that, Song Qingshu brought Ye Zijing the reheated hot water, and brought two plates of snacks from nowhere: "Wait for me here, I'll be back in a while."

After speaking, seeing Ye Zijing nodding, Song Qingshu left.

Ye Zijing drank a cup of hot water boredly, and began to look at Song Qingshu's residence.

Song Qingshu didn't like others to touch his things, so his room must have been cleaned by himself. It was clean and spotless. It looked like it was cleaned frequently, which showed the good self-discipline of the host.

Ye Zijing took a bite of the dim sum and felt that the taste was a bit bland, but after a closer look, she knew that Song Qingshu definitely did not make the dim sum himself.

Seeing the basket in the corner of the room, Ye Zijing knew that it should be the snacks made by her aunt.

The Wudang sect did not prohibit disciples from marrying wives, but they did not allow disciples' wives to live here, so Song Qingshu's mother did not live on the mountain.

There are still some disciples in Wudang School who are in the same situation as Song Daxia.

The disciples of the Wudang School vary in age, some have family members and some have no family members. Some of their relatives are far away, and some are close at hand.

Young Wudang disciples, they are boarders of Wudang sect, they will stay on Wudang Mountain sooner or later, eat and live in Wudang.

Some of the older Wudang disciples can cultivate their morality and self-cultivation. After entering Wudang Mountain, they are Taoist priests. In this era, people who want to be Taoist priests generally have an indifferent heart. In other words, Wudang disciples are a bit unmarried A small number of Wudang disciples will choose to marry and have children. After these disciples get married, they will become day students of the Wudang School. After finishing their homework for a day, they will go back home and enjoy the family happiness.

Most of the families of the Wudang sect disciples live within Wudang's sphere of influence, and so does Mrs. Song. This basket of dim sum was given to his son by Mrs. Song yesterday.

Song Daxia, as a big brother of the Wudang School, has a lot of things on his body, and he only goes home once every ten days and a half months. Song Qingshu was fine when he was young, and I don’t know when he went home. Those who stay in Wudang Mountain all day to study this and that have endless things to do every day.

Mrs. Song felt sorry for her son, so she specially made some snacks, and told Daxia Song to bring them to his son.

In the end, it entered Ye Zijing's stomach.

Ye Zijing felt a little embarrassed, she swallowed the snack in her mouth, but it was hard to get another one.

Ye Zijing had met Mrs. Song, a very gentle woman, but she didn't know what kind of incense Song Daxia burned to marry such a virtuous lady.

Just thinking about it, Song Qingshu came back.

Ye Zijing asked in surprise, "Why so fast?"

"Aren't you still waiting for me?" Song Qingshu replied as a matter of course.

Ye Zijing froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The two talked for a while, and Ye Zijing left.

A few days later, Yu Erxia returned to Wudang with Zhang Wuxia and his wife.

The matter of Zhang Wuji's disappearance was still not concealed. After Zhang Zhenren learned about it, he was furious.

"Master, don't worry, I have sent Wudang disciples to investigate, and there must be news of Wuji's nephew." Song Yuanqiao said.

The moment he received the news from the second junior brother, he had already sent someone to investigate, but, alas, there was still no news of Wuji's nephew.

"Alas!" Zhenren Zhang sighed, how could he not know Song Daxia's thoughts, it's just...

Zhang Zhenren patted Zhang Wuxia on the shoulder, and assured him: "Cuishan, my teacher will definitely help you find Wuji!"

Before Zhang Wuxia recovered from the joy of seeing his master, he heard his master's firm words. He looked at his master with tears in his eyes, and called out with emotion: "Master!"

Zhang Zhenren hugged his apprentice distressedly and comforted him for a long time.

With the return of Zhang Wuxia and his wife, people from all major sects have also arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. It was originally expected that they should be welcomed into the mountain by Wudang politely, entertained with delicious food, and wait until Zhang Sanfeng’s birthday. As a result, why did the soft Wudang faction suddenly become tough?

Although the Wudang disciples told them very politely that there were too many people coming and they couldn't live on the mountain, so they could only be wronged to live in the town, but look at the patrol team in the town, every half an hour, what's the matter!

Various sects entered the inn, what!Full?

Well, next one.

What?It's full again!

Well, next one.

What! ?One tael of silver per room, why don't you grab it!

The inn clerk was very embarrassed: "Guest officer, I'm really sorry, there are too many guests these days, and there are only three rooms left in the small shop, look..."

The disciples of the Kongtong faction were about to say something, but they saw the disciples of the Huashan faction also walked into the inn. Oops, the person who robbed the room came.

The disciples of the Kongtong School didn't say a word, and put three liang of silver directly on the table.

The clerk smiled: "Okay, there are three guest rooms in the 'di' name, here is your key, please keep it!"

A disciple of the Huashan School who just came in: Damn, there is no room again.

The disciples of the Huashan School glared at the disciples of the Kongtong School, waved their hands, and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the next inn!"

The Kongtong sect disciple was still complacent, but a young man behind him pulled his sleeves: "Brother, there are only three rooms, but besides the elders, we still have so many people!"

Looking at the disciples who looked at him pitifully behind him, the face of the senior brother of the Kongtong faction suddenly turned dark, and he waved his hand, what are you waiting for, hurry to the next inn!Grab a room!

The small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain was really lively for a few days because of the arrival of these sects.

Three days later, Zhang Zhenren's birthday finally arrived.

Under the leadership of their elder brother, the disciples of the Kongtong School packed their luggage and hurried out of the guest room.

The big brother of the Kongtong faction clutched his much smaller wallet, weeping in his heart. In just three days, the travel expenses to go back were almost gone!

The elder of the Kongtong faction looked at his disciples calmly: "What are the ink stains, why don't you hurry up!"

The elder brother of the Kongtong faction showed a pale smile: "Okay, elder."

Kongtong sent disciples to Wudang Mountain under the leadership of their elders.

From a distance, he could see the tall Sword-Xie Stone of the Wudang School, and a group of people under the Stone-Xie Stone.

The senior brother of the Kongtong faction felt a thump in his heart. Could it be that they want them to untie their swords?

For the Kongtong faction, they mainly practice boxing, and it is not impossible to untie the sword. The elder brother of the Kongtong faction thought happily, and when he got closer, he took a look, huh?Shaolin, Kunlun, Emei, and Huashan have all arrived?

Now that we're all here, why don't we go up the mountain and wait for them to be together?

Just thinking about it, their disciples of the Kongtong sect had already walked to the place where the disciples of other sects were standing.

well?How come the four sects are so far away from Jie Jianshi?Who is that group of people under the Sword Unlocking Stone?

The senior brother of the Kongtong faction looked at the ugly faces of the other four sect leaders, beckoned, and asked his junior brother to go to Jie Jianshi to see what was going on.

The little junior came back soon, with a strange expression on his face.

Then he told his elder brother what he had seen and heard.

The elder brother's face turned green immediately.

Looking at his own elders who were greeting other sects in front of him, the elder brother of the Kongtong faction thought for a while, and took out the small wallet from his arms, and finally held back his distress, and put his private money in it, don't In a blink of an eye, he handed it directly to the little junior brother, and said, "Go, take this and go to the town to buy a better gift, it should be faster!!"

The little junior nodded solemnly, and took over this solemn task. He took the wallet, huh?Why can't I hold my wallet?I pull, I pull!The junior brother raised his head: "Eldest brother——"

The senior brother finally let go, and patted the wallet on the junior junior brother's hand, with a very bad tone: "Hurry up!"

"Okay!" The junior brother took the wallet and quickly disappeared.

Brother Kongtong sent a condolence to the small wallet, thinking in his heart, when they go home, can they take on a task of guarding the darts and earn some travel expenses, otherwise, they really can’t afford to eat .

The elder brother shook his head, thinking of what the younger brother said just now, he couldn't help looking in the direction of Xie Jianshi.

This time he could see it clearly, there was a group of common people standing under Jiejianshi, they were all talking, even if it was so noisy, it still couldn't stop the voice of Wudang disciples singing loudly.

"Member Zhang from Linghua Town - a hundred-year-old ginseng!!"

"Xiaohe Village - a solid wood double-sided embroidery frame!!"

"Hundred Medicine Hall - a bottle of Shiquan Dabu Pills!!"

"Li Xiucai from Chang'an Town—a picture scroll!!"

"Stone Village - ten drawers of Baishou steamed buns!!"

......

Under the Jiejian Stone, in addition to gift-giving people, there are quite a few ordinary people watching the fun. The Wudang disciple shouted, and the crowd started to discuss, and these voices spread intermittently to the ears of the senior brother of the Kongtong sect. His face became even uglier.

ruthless!How cruel!

Wudang sect, how could you do such a thing? You are still not the original Wudang sect. How could you do such a wicked thing?

The ones at the gate just accept the presents, and sing out loud even if they receive the presents. Aren’t you guys always keeping a low profile?

They are here to find fault, what kind of gifts are they preparing, but if they don’t give gifts, are they going to let these people talk about it? When the people say behind their backs that the Kongtong faction didn’t even give a gift to someone’s birthday banquet, Senior Brother’s eyes go dark.

Such a big school, I can't afford to lose this person.

Just as he was thinking about it, the elders of their family came back to say hello, their faces were one by one, and they seemed to know what happened.

Haven't waited for the elders to speak yet.

The senior brother of the Kongtong School saw the figure of the younger brother from far and near.

The elder brother's face changed, he raised his chest and raised his head. A qualified martial arts elder would never bother his elders with such trivial matters.

Eldest brother bowed his hands, saluted all the elders very solemnly, and said, "Elder, the birthday ceremony is ready, when shall we go to Wudang Mountain to celebrate the birthday?"

The complexions of the elders brightened visible to the naked eye, and they all looked at him with 'you are very good' eyes.

Without saying a word, the great elder waved his hand: "Let's go now!"

When passing by the other four sects, he still turned to them: "Zhen Zhenren's [-]th birthday is indeed a great event in the martial arts world. I came from Kongtong thousands of miles away to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday. Here, Just go one step ahead."

The elder smiled and cupped his hands at the four sects: "Everyone, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the hem of his clothes, and under the eyes of the other four sects, he strode towards Jiejianshi with great strides.

As the last sect to come, but the first to climb the mountain, the elder of the Kongtong sect expressed a little pride in his heart.

The elders brought their disciples to learn about Jianshi, and they saw that Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes, was waiting here personally!

The elders cupped their hands at him: "Hero Song!"

Song Yuanqiao returned the gift.

The elders of the Kongtong faction wondered: "Zhen Zhenzhen's birthday, Song Daxia has a lot of opportunities every day, why are you here..."

Song Yuanqiao smiled at the elders of Kongtong, and explained: "Master, the old man entrusted Xiaoer Qingshu with full responsibility for this birthday. I rarely have free time, so I specially came to the foot of the mountain to welcome you. You have come here from thousands of miles to congratulate your family and teachers." Shou, everyone in Wudang is not very grateful, and I want to greet you in person to show my respect for everyone in Wudang Party."

Saying that, Song Yuanqiao looked at the other four sects gathered in the distance, and asked with a puzzled face: "Did I do something wrong, why are the other sects reluctant to come over?"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's doubts, the elder of the Kongtong faction showed a subtle smile, and gave him a meaningful look. Song Daxia has always been known for his honesty and honesty, but he did not expect to have such a cunning side.

The elder shook his head, pretending he didn't know anything, and said, "Maybe the auspicious time has not come yet, who knows what they are struggling with."

Just at this time, the yelling Wudang disciple yelled: "Kongtong School—a bottle of Qingfeng Yulusan, a pair of longevity peaches!!"

Song Yuanqiao blinked.

The Kongtong sect elder was stunned.

The reason why the elders of the Kongtong faction were stunned was that Qingfengyulusan is a holy medicine for healing that has only emerged in the world in recent years. Hold off for three days.

This medicine is very rare, even the Kongtong faction only has one and only one bottle!

The elder of the Kongtong faction suddenly turned his head to look at his disciple: This brat won't give away his Qingfeng Yulu powder to others.

After receiving the death gaze from his elders, the elder brother suddenly looked at the younger brother: "Junior brother, please explain quickly!"Where did you buy your stuff from!

The little junior looked at this and then that ignorantly, and said: "I went to the biggest pharmacy in the town, I gave him money, and asked him what the best medicine he could buy was, and he took this The medicine was given to me, and I was given money, and the remaining money is enough to buy two longevity peaches. By the way, senior brother, is there any problem with this medicine?"

The elder brother squeezed out a smile: "It's okay."

The face of the Great Elder eased a lot, but it was still very unsightly. It is good to keep this medicine at home, so why did you give it away?

But the things have already been delivered, and he didn't think about it anymore. The elder asked the disciples to leave their weapons under the sword-breaking stone, and he cupped his hands at Song Yuanqiao, showing a smile, and when he was about to lead everyone in, other sects also came over .

After a while, that Wudang disciple yelled again.

"Kunlun School - a bottle of Qingfeng Yulu powder!!"

Everyone: "..."

"Huashan School - a bottle of Qingfeng Yulu powder!!"

Everyone: "..."

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The Wudang disciples shouted: "Kongtong faction—a bottle of Shiquan Dabuanfang medicine!!"

Song Yuanqiao: "..."

Kongtong faction elder: "..."

Big brother: "..."

The junior brother said helplessly: "Brother, the money you gave is only enough to buy this."

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