Beacon quenching beauty

Song Qingshu came out of Wudang's Zhenwu Temple, endured the pain in his vest, gritted his teeth, and staggered all the way down the mountain. The Taoist priests in the temples he met on the road all had strange expressions, and they shunned him and detoured .

Song Qingshu didn't care about these former senior brothers, he turned over and over in his mind what Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng and Second Master Yu Lianzhou had said to him in Zhenwu Temple just now.

Fortunately, he has walked this downhill road countless times from childhood to adulthood, and he can't make a mistake with his eyes closed, otherwise he would be in danger of stepping on the air and falling off with his unfocused mind.

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When he arrived at Wudang Mountain, he went straight up the mountain and knelt down into the main hall of Zhenwu Temple, begging to see Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng.

But the first one to rush out was his father, Song Yuanqiao, who was said to be punished to face the wall and think about his mistakes.

After Song Qingshu saw Song Yuanqiao clearly at a glance, his heart felt like a sledgehammer.

Song Yuanqiao had gray temples and a haggard face. In just three or two years, he seemed to have aged 20 years. With red eyes, he rushed out with a long sword in his hand, "You rebellious son, why do you still have the courage to come back! Don't you? Do you still have the face to set foot on Wudang Mountain again? Hurry up! Hurry up for me!"

He wanted to fight, but his moves were invisible and weak, he was cursing, wishing to scold his son down the mountain before the master and all the juniors came over.

Song Qingshu understood what he meant, but his father had been a chivalrous man all his life, but in the end he had to feel ashamed of his junior brother for the sake of his son. The torment he had suffered in his heart in the past few years was probably no less than his own.How can I bear to be alone.

"Father, please don't drive me away, please, if the Seventh Master Uncle's matter can't be really settled, then I will never be able to live in peace in the future, instead of hiding like a walking dead in a place where the Wudang faction can't find me, You are so burdened that you are ashamed of being shameful to the master. I might as well take the initiative to plead guilty. Last time I was carried up the mountain by someone. It was not my intention. Let the old man let him go."

Song Yuanqiao slumped and backed away, with a 'dang' sound, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, "Then you will die, don't you know what kind of person your grand master is, although he is usually kind, but he has strict rules, such a big crime, he It is absolutely impossible to tolerate and indulge you."

Song Qingshu knelt on the ground, bowed his head deeply, "I know, Dad, it's the child's unfilial piety that makes you disappointed and sad."

There was the sound of footsteps coming from the back of the hall, it seemed that there were as many as a dozen people, swift and steady, one could tell that everyone was a master.

Song Qingshu flinched, experienced so many hardships, and told himself countless times that coming to Wudang Mountain was something he must do, but at the moment of life and death, he still couldn't help being filled with fear.

Suddenly, that tall and honest figure with thick eyebrows and handsome eyes flashed in front of his eyes, his heart warmed, and he suddenly calmed down, life and death are fate, if Grand Master still thinks that he should take the life of Seventh Martial Uncle, then he will; The master forgave him, and the leader was his reward for persisting for a long time, and the whole person belonged to him.

It's a pity that things in the world are always unexpected, and it can't be as happy as he imagined.

Grand master Zhang Sanfeng didn't kill him, but he didn't forgive him lightly, but raised his hand and patted him on the back three times.

Song Qingshu felt a stabbing pain on his back, a foreign object had entered his body, and naturally he had to use his kung fu to resist, where his inner breath passed, the stabbing pain turned into a sharp pain, he almost cried out, but held back his silence , blood came out from both hands digging on the blue brick floor.

Grand Master's voice sounded above his head, "Qing Shu, you killed your Seventh Martial Uncle, your crime is unforgivable, but last time you were seriously injured and survived, then I will not act against the will of God, but as the saying goes, Capital crimes are exempt from life crimes, but you have to carry these three bone needles on your body for a year, if you can carry them through a year, then you come to Wudang Mountain at this time next year, and I will find a way to remove the nails for you."

Song Qingshu suddenly understood, bowed his head and said, "Yes, Grand Master."

Bone Acupuncture is an extremely vicious hidden weapon, which is said to have been passed down from a hundred years ago, a strange man in martial arts—Dongxie Huang Yaoshi.The person holding the needle only needs to reach out and pat the enemy lightly, and the needle will go deep into the flesh and be firmly nailed to the joints of the bones.If you don't move, you will be fine, and if you move, you will feel pain. The more you practice and resist, the more painful it will be.

This thing was very poisonous when it was first created, but somehow it was passed down to later generations, and the prescription of the poison was lost, leaving only the method of casting with bone needles.Even so, people in the arena still change face when they hear about bone nails.

Speaking of which, this needle has something to do with Zhang Wuji. When the Butterfly Valley was destroyed, Wudang heroes searched everywhere for Zhang Wuji, but later they heard that he had gone to Zhuwu Villa.

When Zhang Songxi, the fourth uncle of the master, was rushing to look for him, he came across someone from Zhuwu Villa who was using bone needles to hurt people. It is said that the ancestor of the owner surnamed Wu was a disciple of Dongxie Huang Yaoshi's daughter, so he had this kind of needle in his hand. hidden weapon.

Zhang Songxi thought that the people in Zhuwu Villa had taken care of Zhang Wuji, so he didn't punish him severely, but just took away his bone needle, but now he didn't want it to be used on him.

"Go down the mountain, my Wudang faction won't keep you anymore."

"Master, this disciple thinks that Qingshu has to keep another promise in this year." The second uncle Yu Lianzhou suddenly interjected, he has replaced Song Yuanqiao as Wudang's head disciple for several years, and Zhang Sanfeng has a few words to say Servings.

"Lian Zhou, what do you mean?"

"This disciple thinks that Qingshu will not have anything to do with Wuji again this year. If we find out that you are staying with Wuji again, then you don't have to come back and pull out the bone needle!" Yu Lianzhou has always been serious, Song Qingshu She has been a little afraid of him since she was a child, especially at this moment, she feels that his face is very cold.

He mustered up his courage and asked, "Second Martial Uncle, why is this? I have been on good terms with Zhang Jiaozhu for the past two years, if I suddenly ignore him, it would be very unreasonable, I am afraid he will misunderstand."

Yu Lianzhou said, "First of all, Wuji is very honest, kind-hearted, and highly skilled in medicine. Maybe he won't have the heart to help you figure out a way to restrain Fugu needle, then the teacher's lesson to you will be in vain; Come on, you murdered your uncle and betrayed your father. You are a wicked person. We don’t trust that you will always be by Wuji’s side. Now that we can still control you, then you must not influence him. After one year, you and Wudang Pai’en will break off. We have paid off my brother's blood debt, and my Wudang sect will never take care of what you like at that time."

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Yu Lianzhou's words sound reasonable, but in fact they are very unreasonable. Song Qingshu was shocked, and had to agree. He staggered to the middle of the mountain, but still didn't understand why the second uncle made such a request.

Fu Bone Needle just got on his upper body, but after walking for a while, his back hurt unbearably. He supported a pine tree by the side of the road to rest, thinking to hold on, and let Song Gaishi find a carriage when he reached the foot of the mountain. , After a while, it will probably get better if you gradually get used to the pain.

After panting for a while, I closed my eyes and tried to silently meditate on the "Nine Yin Mantra" in the chapter of Yi Jin Bone Forging. I was delighted to find that it was indeed a miracle of healing. There was a trace of breath to wrap the wound on the back, and the pain was relieved a lot. Secretly said Don't be afraid.

"Song Qingshu!" A woman's voice sounded on the mountain road, with a lot of hostility in her tone.

Song Qingshu raised his eyes to look, and couldn't help being very surprised when he saw it clearly, "Senior Sister Zhao?" The person who came was Zhao Lingzhu from the Emei Sect, she just came down from the mountain, could it be that she was also in the Zhenwu Temple just now?How did she come here alone?

Zhao Lingzhu rolled her eyes, "You don't want to call me Senior Sister, I really don't dare to call you that."

"Why didn't you go back to Emei with Sect Leader Zhou?" Zhao Lingzhu was mature and prudent, and it was rare for him to speak so rudely. Song Qingshu didn't know where he had offended her, so he just asked directly.

"I specifically told the head of something that I wanted to come to Wudang Mountain to meet Erxia Yu, but when I left Shaanxi, I separated from them. The head leader took people back to Emei, and I came to Wudang Mountain."

"Are you here on purpose to see the second uncle?" Song Qingshu's suspicion suddenly rose, "You..."

Zhao Lingzhu sneered, "I won't go around in circles with you anymore, I just came to tell him that I want to separate you from Hierarch Zhang, lest you go crazy, because my head didn't like you but fell in love with Hierarch Zhang, you just don't care about anything." Made it. Song Qingshu! You still know how to write the word "honesty and shame!"

Cold sweat dripped down Song Qingshu's forehead, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Bah, talking too much makes my mouth dirty. You are relying on your good looks to seduce Zhang Wuji yourself. You are still a man, aren't you! Use this method to separate our leader and Zhang Jiaozhu. You Don't try to deny it, I went to see Master Zhang to heal the wounds of my disciples that night, and your soldier just opened the door to let the water delivery boy come out, and you hugged behind him, and I saw you making a big kiss!"

Song Qingshu's face was pale, and he was about to fall down, "Who did you tell? Master Zhou? My second uncle?"

Zhao Lingzhu disdained, "Don't worry, I'm ashamed to say that you're ashamed to do this kind of thing. I just told them that you had a close relationship with Zhang Wuji, and you are suspected of destroying the relationship between him and our leader." After a pause, he continued, "I just wanted to warn you when I caught up today. Song Qingshu, I think you have the courage to go back to Wudang Mountain to plead guilty, but you still know right from wrong in your heart, and there is no need to be completely irreparable. I kindly advise you , it is impossible for our head to fall in love with you, so you just give up, put away those shady tricks and thoughts, and do what you should do honestly. With your talents, you can't do anything. You will be proud of yourself when the time comes, and earn some face for your father, so as to live up to his high expectations of love and care for you all these years."