[Comprehensive martial arts] Wuji his brother

That night Linghu Chong fell asleep, Zhang Wuzhang lightly touched his acupuncture points, turned over and sat up, and blew a long series of whistles towards the cliff.

Not long after, Feng Qingyang with a dark face came up the cliff, and said helplessly: "Little friend...you can forget that I will come today, and forget about clicking Chong'er's acupoints, why are you whistling? "It's like calling a kitten, puppy, pony, and donkey.

Zhang Wuzhang smiled and said, "I'm afraid that you won't come, old man."

He was really hesitating whether to come or not, but let this kid see through it at a glance.Feng Qingyang sighed, stared at him for a while, Fang said: "I would like to ask, my little friend, why do you want to make every effort to promote the merger of Jianzong and Qizong?"

If Yue Buqun is bragging about it, it's fine, if it happens, the Huashan faction will benefit, and he will benefit too, but for Zhang Wuzhang, it will be of no benefit at all.

Zhang Wuzhang said with a smile: "Senior doesn't know, but this junior was once rescued by Ning Zhong Ze Ning Ning Xia Xia. I can't repay her life-saving grace, so I should plan for her."

"I really can't tell, Xiaoyou is still such a character?" Feng Qingyang said with a half-smile.

Zhang Wuzhang opened his arms, walked slowly around the spot, and wondered: "Why, could it be that the words 'ungrateful and villainous' are written somewhere on this junior?"

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, and threw away all the little thoughts that had displeased him since the day, and replied: "It is true that you are good at planning and have foresight. This is all your good fortune, not original sin."

Because of Zhang Wuzhang's status and his active performance on this matter, Feng Qingyang has doubts in his heart, but thinking about the current Huashan School, there is really no one who can look up to him.

What's more, he has always had a good impression of Zhang Wuzhang, so he doubted it for no reason, it's really a villain's behavior, and he is inferior, so he said with a smile: "Everyone in the Huashan School, thanks to Your Excellency's advice."

Zhang Wuzhang hurriedly said: "Don't dare to act, I just hope that when the old man has a headache for the party in the future, he won't think about the younger generation." After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, as if regretting his slip of the tongue, he quickly pulled his sleeves away, "This junior got it by accident some time ago, and I have always wanted to share it with you, and today I finally got it."

Feng Qingyang's heart moved, the expression on his face remained the same, but there was a light of sentimentality in his eyes. It turned out that this kid tried every means to invite him out of the mountain, and most of them were to prevent him from feeling desperate and depressed. moving.

As an otaku who squatted alone on the back mountain for half his life and was so lonely that he couldn't even chat with anyone, Feng Qingyang was very moved. He turned around and saw a soft sword wrapped around Zhang Wuzhang's arm .Feng Qingyang's thoughts turned sharply, and he shouted: "Could it be that this is the Ziwei Soft Sword that Senior Dugu abandoned?"

"The old man really has a sharp eye." Zhang Wuzhang untied the Ziwei soft sword and handed it to him, then told him how he searched for a different species of cockscomb snake and accidentally got the sword.

Feng Qingyang didn't need to try the sword, he knew it was a peerless and fierce weapon, he played with it in his hand, returned the sword after a while, and sighed: "The old man has passed the age of hearing, but he has a big heart when he sees such a weapon. It's really not as far away as senior Dugu."

When Dugu Qiubai was 30 years old, he was able to accidentally injure a righteous man with this sword, and abandoned it in the deep valley. When he was 40 years old, he only used a tattered wooden sword to fight against the enemy.Feng Qingyang thinks that he has deeply comprehended the realm of "flying flowers and falling leaves can hurt people", until today when he saw Lie Xinxi, he knew that his state of mind was not as good as cultivation.

"However, I feel that senior really admires senior Dugu, and that's why he was so happy to see his relics." Zhang Wuzhang said seriously, "If you really love this wounding weapon, why don't you even try the sword? Don't want to?"

Feng Qingyang felt reasonable after thinking about it, and said with a smile: "Okay, you understand me."

The two of them skipped this section and talked about what they had seen and heard in the world, but they talked very speculatively until the dawn was about to break, the east was white, and Linghu Chong, who had been tapped three times to sleep, was about to wake up again. leave.

Linghu Chong woke up with a dull expression on his face, staring at him in a daze.Zhang Wuzhang had no expression on his face, and asked strangely, "Brother Chong, what's wrong with you?"

"For some reason, in my sleep last night, I always felt that mosquitoes were biting my ears." Linghu Chong couldn't help touching the back of his ears, and when he saw that there were no swellings, he jumped up, "Brother Dan, let's Continue to practice martial arts?"

Zhang Wuzhang had been learning the Five Sacred Mountains swordsmanship against the wall for the past few days, and it was thanks to Linghu Chong's multiple guidance that he was able to make such rapid progress.

He shook his head, regretfully said: "Brother Chong, I'm going down the mountain today."

Linghu Chong was stunned when he heard it, and couldn't help but said: "Why, why not... Is something wrong, you want to leave in such a hurry?"

"Senior Feng seems to have the intention of passing on your ulterior motives. If I'm still here, it will be inconvenient." Feng Qingyang just missed a little bit last night, Zhang Wuzhang saw it, and immediately congratulated Linghu Chong, " In the past, the Dugu Nine Swords learned by Senior Feng once shocked the whole Jianghu, if you can learn from him, you can revive the reputation of Huashan School, and it will be just around the corner."

However, Linghu Chong didn't seem to have heard these words, his face was not happy at all, he looked at him in despair, and asked: "Then, will you still come to see me?"

"Your "Zixia Divine Art" has entered the realm, not to mention the warmth of such a strange thing as the fire toad, I am afraid that you will not stay on the cliff of thinking for long." Zhang Wuzhang said, "If the sword sect and the Qi sect If you really want to merge, I'm an outsider, so it's not good for me to stay in Huashan, I don't know when we will meet again, and I hope Brother Chong will take care of you." He bowed to the end.

Linghu Chong returned the salute in a hurry, he was naturally free and easy, but he didn't know why he was in such a mood today, especially when he heard Zhang Wuzhang's words "I don't know when we will meet again", his heart was twisted like a knife, and he pulled him He said with his hand: "Then if one day I finish my studies and go down the mountain, and pass the book on to you, we two brothers will swim together again, how about it?"

If Linghu Chong really wants to learn the Dugu Nine Swords, Yue Buqun will not simply let him go down the mountain, but will definitely force him to master the Nine Swords so that he can protect himself in the world.

With such a powerful output, Zhang Wuzhang was naturally happy, and said with a smile, "Why not. Even if you are bored on Siguo Cliff, brother Chong, why is it so difficult for you and me to pass on the letter?"

Only then did Linghu Chong rejoice, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this method is really good!"

He sent all the way down the mountain, he had to stop when he was almost out of Siguo Cliff, the two bid farewell for a while, Zhang Wuzhang said goodbye and went down the mountain.He had to divert to bid farewell to Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, and got a fine steel sword from Yue Buqun.

Both sides had the intention of making friends, Zhang Wuzhang sat down and had lunch before leaving the gate of Huashan School, seeing that it was getting late, he hurried on his way.

Zhang Wuzhang wanted to go back to Fengyang, to see how the Red Turban Sect was doing in recruiting righteous men in that area, he planned to take the waterway, turn around the border of Huashan, on the way, he saw a red and two green fireworks in the sky bloom.

This is a signal for Wudang disciples to ask for help, and the launch site is very close to him.Zhang Wuzhang hesitated for a moment, but still headed in that direction.

He arrived at the place within less than a cup of tea, and besides the sound of clashing swords and swords, he also heard someone shouting angrily: "Who put the signal for help!"

Someone retorted: "Senior brother, our team is supposed to die here, how can we not ask others for help?"

"Please come here from the same sect, but let me give you a few more backs..." The man didn't finish his sentence, the sound of swords and swords was loud, it seemed that the enemy was in a hurry, and he had no time to complete the second half of the sentence.

Zhang Wuzhang thought this voice was familiar but he couldn't figure out who it was. He turned out from the forest, and he didn't realize it until he saw the young man who was leading four disciples of the third generation of Wudang to support him.

I saw a fiery red soft sedan chair parked in the middle of the official road, and there were many corpses on the ground, most of them belonged to the Wudang sect, and there were also two evil sect members in strange clothes.

Zhang Wuzhang also saw a person lying at the nearest place to the soft sedan chair, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, his figure looked like Yin Liting, he couldn't help frowning.

But two evil faction people are besieging Song Qingshu and four people, their martial arts are much higher than Wudang disciples, only Song Qingshu can barely support, the other three can only be beaten.

These two people were not in a hurry to kill, they seemed to intend to force out their real kung fu, their ears greeted their faces, even if they stabbed each other with weapons, they were far away from the critical point.

Song Qingshu only had no injuries on his right arm, his whole body was soaked in blood, and he was already on the verge of falling. When he saw the opponent Emei stabbing him, he only needed to move half a foot horizontally to avoid it. The thorn is close to the chest, and there is only one death.

His right arm was already sore and weak, he tried to slash his sword horizontally and die with this person, but he watched as the Emei thorn was blocked by a hand stretched out of nowhere.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and was about to turn his head to see who was extending a helping hand, when he felt a soft force pushing towards him. He couldn't help but staggered back a few big steps along the force, and fell gently to the ground.

Only then did he pay attention to look, but he saw that the other party was dressed in red, and he was already fighting with the man who made Emei Ci. He said anxiously: "There is an evil door in that soft sedan chair, don't... don't get close! Then... Even the Sixth Master Uncle fell..."

He was injured, and he lost too much blood. After finishing a sentence several times, he felt dizzy and out of breath.

Zhang Wuzhang didn't have time to speak, that made Emei Ci really a first-class expert in Jianghu, especially the other one immediately raised his sword and stabbed two Wudang disciples to death, and the remaining one was injured and tired to the ground.Since he joined the battlefield, it turned into a situation where two people besieged one person in an instant.

Zhang Wuzhang confronted the enemy with the steel sword in his hand, and Wuyue Sword School used all kinds of exquisite sword techniques continuously.Although he has only practiced swordsmanship for a short time, but with Feng Qingyang's guidance, his vision is very high, coupled with his outstanding talent, he has acquired most of the essence of the Five Mountains Sword.

It's not easy to win with only swordsmanship, but he doesn't want to show off his bare-handed skills.Zhang Wuzhang took a look at the gap, wrapped a sword flower in his right hand, forced to surround the weapons that the two men stabbed in unison, with a shake of his left hand, the soft Ziwei sword was infused with internal strength and came out with broken sleeves, instantly killing the person with the sword It was poked through.

With one person missing, Zhang Wuzhang's pressure was greatly relieved, and he devoted a third of his attention to the red sedan chair.He could see that the two dead people from the evil faction were definitely not something Wudang disciples could kill. They must have been stabbed to death by Yin Liting and approached the soft sedan chair, but were seriously injured by the people inside.

At this time, it is not difficult for him to take down the murderer who made Emei stab, but if he really kills him, he is afraid that he will face the people in the soft sedan chair in no time.Zhang Wuzhang's subordinates slowed down and entangled with each other, a thousand thoughts turned in their minds, thinking about the original work, and seeing who would be in the sedan chair.

He didn't want to get close to the soft sedan, which made the Emei Assassins seem to be afraid, and the two tacitly fought around the soft sedan for a few feet, they would rather circle the sedan chair than take half a step closer to the soft sedan.

After fighting like this for a stick of incense, the opponent was gradually exhausted. Taking advantage of his fatigue and negligence, Zhang Wuzhang hurriedly tapped him a few times with his left hand, sealed the acupoints, held him horizontally in the air, and threw him directly towards the soft sedan chair .

The man screamed sharply, with a look of extreme horror on his face, but he couldn't help but slammed into the sedan chair.Zhang Wuzhang took the opportunity to rush forward, hugged Yin Liting's body, and retreated quickly.

But before the man got close to the soft sedan, the curtain of the sedan was shaking, no one came out, and there was no weapon, but the man was divided into several parts, his stumps were scattered in all directions, and the blood spatter was blocked by the curtain.

When this hand was exposed, Zhang Wuzhang knew the other party's identity, retreated to Song Qingshu, threw Yin Liting to him, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know which senior is in the sedan chair, this junior has nothing to say, he killed the four sedan chair bearers of the senior .”

Song Qingshu supported the hand of the only surviving Wudang disciple to barely stand up, checked Yin Liting's wrist, but saw that his heartbeat was extremely weak, and looked at the bones of his fellow disciples all over the floor, clenching his teeth tightly.

Zhang Wuzhang calmly gave him a wink, telling him to look for the gap and run away.Song Qingshu could only smile wryly, he knew that he had no strength to escape, and seeing that his junior brother was also seriously injured, he lowered his voice and said, "You take Uncle Six with you, we two can stop him if we try our best..."

Zhang Wuzhang shook his head lightly. With the current state of the two of them, they couldn't even block each other for a moment, and it was meaningless to stay.

But seeing that they were all discussing who would stay behind, and the soft sedan still didn't respond, Zhang Wuzhang's heart moved, and he respectfully said: "Thank you for not killing me, senior." After finishing speaking, he pulled Song Qingshu back slowly .

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still followed him and moved cautiously. Only when they got out of the woods did the three of them quicken their pace and set off with true energy.

Zhang Wuzhang walked and walked, looking behind him from time to time, seeing no one was chasing him, then he took Yin Liting from the arms of another Wudang disciple, but he saw several large acupoints all over his body bleeding profusely, he could not be seen When the wound came, he took off his robe for him, and he saw red spots on the acupuncture points.

He sealed the tendons first, and stopped the blood flow for the time being. Seeing that Song Qingshu handed over a pill, he waved his hand and said, "The wound is very small, and it's enough to stop the bleeding. I have used my internal strength to protect Liu Shu's heart veins." , will definitely be able to go to the town to seek medical treatment - this pill is still for you to use."

Song Qingshu looked at his junior brother, and saw that he was also on the verge of collapse.He didn't shirk it, he divided the pills and ate them, and drove forward for several miles before he lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He was so weak that he couldn't move, and sighed: "Thank you Mr. Zhang for extending your helping hand, otherwise the consequences today would be unimaginable..." Having said this, thinking of the unimaginable consequences, his voice was already choked up, and he swallowed hastily, gritted his teeth and said, "Also I don't know what sect or sect these people belong to, but if they meet on the road, they will kill all the juniors..."

Song Qingshu's eyes were already red, and he was trying not to shed tears to show his weakness.Zhang Wuzhang pretended he didn't see it, and asked, "Can you still get up?"

Song Qingshu nodded, tried to get up several times but fell back to the ground, feeling dizzy for a while.Zhang Wuzhang sighed, and finally helped him up, and seeing that another Wudang disciple's condition was not much better than Song Qingshu, he said, "Not far from here is the Tianying Sect's residence, I will send a signal to send a carriage How about coming?"

He spoke tactfully, and Song Qingshu knew that he was taking care of his own face, so he said sadly: "A lost dog is nothing more than that, why are you trying to put on a facade? I only thank Mr. Zhang and the Tianying Sect for their help."

Seeing that he agreed, Zhang Wuzhang went out in a spark, and not long after, two carriages came.He sent a few people up, and got into the carriage himself, and ordered: "Go to the nearest steerer, I need to treat some injuries quickly."

The coachman agreed, and drove all the way north, and soon arrived in the town, there was a local helmsman guarding him to meet him, seeing that Zhang Wuzhang was accompanied by three people dressed as Wudang Taoist priests, he was surprised, his face The superior said respectfully: "My subordinate Jiu Wenshan has seen the hall master."

Zhang Wuzhang immediately ordered someone to prepare a few rooms, and invited the famous local doctor to come.Yin Liting's injury was more serious, and he had to stay in bed for several months, while Song Qingshu and that disciple only had skin trauma, and they would be fine after a few days of recuperation.

Zhang Wuzhang instructed Jiu Wenshan, "I'm afraid that some powerful person will pass by here in the past few days, so I tell my subordinates to be careful and keep a low profile, and don't cause trouble."

Jiu Wenshan responded quickly, and heard him say again: "At the ten mile slope in the south, just after a fierce fight, more than ten Wudang disciples died at least, it is inconvenient to go at this time, and when it is getting late, order someone to go Their bodies are all contained, send them back to Wudang."

Although the Wudang sect is the leader of Shaolin and has countless disciples, they lost more than ten masters among the three generations of disciples at one time, the loss is not insignificant.

After making arrangements, Zhang Wuzhang went to the room where Song Qingshu was resting, but saw that his eyes were glazed over, looking up at the tiles above his head in a daze.

Zhang Wuzhang sighed: "If my predictions are correct, that person is Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, and he is one of the world's best masters. It is true that Wudang disciples have suffered so much, but Brother Song doesn't have to blame himself like this. "

Song Qingshu finally couldn't hold back his tears, and said in a trembling voice: "If I have your cultivation, and fight side by side with the Sixth Martial Uncle, I won't kill so many juniors..."

This is the second time the two of them have met. The last time they saw each other, they only said one sentence, and their perceptions of each other were also average.

It would be inappropriate to talk shallowly and deeply, and Zhang Wuzhang also knew that he was in a very low mood at this time, and if he caught someone, he would ramble on for two days and two nights, sat down beside him, and said, "If you Fighting with the sixth uncle, he was stabbed to death by the man in the sedan chair with two needles."

Dongfang Bubai was still merciful to Yin Liting, he only poked a few big acupuncture points but did not touch the fatal ones, but he also allowed his four bearers to slaughter Wudang disciples.Zhang Wuzhang still couldn't figure out why Dongfang Bubai didn't even make a move against him, and just watched him lead his people away.

Speaking of this, even Song Qingshu, who had a look of lovelessness, couldn't figure it out, so he cheered up and asked, "Did Mr. Zhang face Dongfang Bubai before?"

Zhang Wuzhang shook his head, and laughed at himself: "I haven't met him before, let's talk about it, I still have animosity, luckily he doesn't know about it."

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, then Fang said: "I used to be a proud and arrogant person. Today I met Mr. Zhang, and I know that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky. I really shouldn't be held by others, so I don't know how high the sky is."

He had wanted to say these words a long time ago, it was out of gratitude to Zhang Wuzhang for saving him, and he also said it sincerely.There are also some words that he is ashamed to say. Zhang Wuji's martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years, and the Wudang Seven Heroes are full of praise. Song Qingshu's sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels a little hostile towards him unconsciously.

Song Qingshu has been the disciple of the three generations of Wudang since he was a child, and he has always been strict with himself, and only hopes that everything will be perfect.But suddenly Zhang Wuji appeared, his martial arts talent seemed to overwhelm him, now he only relied on his older age to keep the title of No.1 in three generations, and he was already terrified in his heart.

It can be seen that Song Yuanqiao also blindly praised Zhang Wuji's progress, and taught him to be a supporting junior from time to time.Song Qingshu had some doubts and worries, so he didn't dare to confide in him, for fear of being scolded by his father again, he didn't have any kindred spirits.

If he hadn't witnessed the gap between him and Zhang Wuzhang with his own eyes today, and lost so many juniors, he was so disheartened that he had left behind his previous desire to be strong and competitive, and he would definitely not be able to say these words.

As soon as Song Qingshu said the words, he felt that the boss regretted that he really shouldn't have said these things to someone he didn't know well, especially this person was Zhang Wuji's elder brother.When he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhang Wuzhang had a playful look on his face, as if he was joking at him.

Song Qingshu's face was hot, and he sat up straight, with a wooden face, and said stiffly: "I was rude."

Zhang Wuzhang laughed and said, "Brother Song Cheng Rijie was thinking about these things wildly, how can he concentrate on practicing martial arts and literary lessons? You two are naturally talented between brothers, if you weren't afraid of being caught up by Wuji from behind, how could you?" Will he really be forced to this point by him step by step?"

"..." Song Qingshu was in a daze, thinking that he was reprimanded by his father for his slow progress in martial arts, and it was really after he was worried about gains and losses.

Martial arts pay attention to guarding against arrogance and impetuosity, haste makes waste.The more anxious he was, the more he couldn't calm down, and the slower he entered, the more anxious he became. Such a vicious circle was broken by Zhang Wuzhang until today.

His handsome face was flushed red, and he struggled to get off the bed after a while, and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhang's words are really shocking, Song Qingshu thank you here."

Zhang Wuzhang's words saved him from continuing to make mistakes. Song Qingshu's gratitude to Zhang Wuzhang at this time, and the gratitude to You Sheng for saving his life, made him feel ashamed of his previous villainous thoughts.

Zhang Wuzhang didn't care, he just said: "I'm just talking too much from an outsider, Senior Brother Song just made a fool of himself earlier, as long as you figure it out, everything will be fine."

Song Qingshu smiled shyly, but insisted on saluting before sitting back on the bed.