Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

Song Qingshu only felt that his surroundings were as if he was in an iceberg, which was piercingly cold, but his chest felt like it was being scorched by charcoal fire, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.Opening his eyes, he saw Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng sitting beside the bed, looking at him lovingly.

"Master." Song Qingshu struggled to sit up.

Zhang Sanfeng quickly pressed his shoulders, said with a smile: "Qing Shu, take a good rest."

Song Qingshu saw the worry flashing in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes sharply. Thinking of Zhang Wuji, he couldn't help asking: "Master, how is Wuji?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, stroked Song Qingshu's hair with his hand, and avoided answering: "Qingshu, why did you get so seriously injured this time when you went down the mountain, and how did you meet Wuji?"

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng avoided answering, Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Wuji was probably in a bad condition. He knew that Zhang Wuji must have been hit by Xuanming God's palm, and even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't do anything about it.But this is just the journey that Zhang Wuji must go through, but he can't say it out.

Song Qingshu told how he met Zhang Wuji, went to rescue him again, and was wounded by the Xuanming elders in the end.At this time, his body was colder and his heart hurt even more.Song Qingshu covered his mouth with his hands and couldn't help coughing.

Zhang Sanfeng looked serious, stretched out his fingers continuously, and touched eighteen large acupuncture points on Song Qingshu's body.A hint of greenness suddenly rose on Song Qingshu's face, and it became stronger and stronger.Zhang Sanfeng took off the clothes on Song Qingshu's body, and he also untied his Taoist robe, so that his chest touched his vest.

Zhang Sanfeng never married in his life, even though he is a hundred years old, he still has the body of a boy, and after more than eighty years of cultivation, his "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" has reached the peak.At this time, he was using this internal strength to absorb the cold and poisonous air from Song Qingshu's body.

About half an hour later, when the greenness on Song Qingshu's face gradually dissipated, Zhang Sanfeng stopped and covered Song Qingshu's clothes.Song Qingshu glanced at his body when his clothes were untied just now, and when he saw the black palm print on his chest, his heart sank to the bottom.

"Qingshu, you and Wuji both fell into the palm of the Xuanming God. But your internal strength is relatively deep, and you have practiced pure Yang internal strength since childhood, which is much better than Wuji's situation." Seeing Song Qingshu's calm expression, Zhang Sanfeng comforted him : "Qing Shu, don't worry, Master will definitely save you."

Song Qingshu nodded with a smile, "I know, Shigong, neither Wuji nor I will die."

After Zhang Sanfeng left, a voice suddenly sounded in the silent room, "Damn, it seems that I'm going to follow that kid Zhang Wuji closely."

Song Qingshu was lying on the bed, thinking about what happened since he met Zhang Wuji, he thought he had rescued the kid, but he didn't expect that he had arrived at Wudang Mountain, but it still fell short, everything was back on track, nothing changed, Instead, he put himself in it. This is the mysterious palm of the gods.

Song Qingshu lay on the bed and thought for a while, then stood up and walked outside, found a boy and asked Zhang Wuji, and found that the boy was actually living in the wing next to him.Pushing open the door, he saw that Song Yuanqiao was holding Zhang Wuji in his arms, just like Zhang Sanfeng healed his wounds just now, while Yu Lianzhou and others were sitting on the ground beside him, hanging down the curtain.

But Zhang Wuji's complexion was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was unconscious. He was much more serious than Song Qingshu, which comforted a person who was implicated a lot.

Song Qingshu didn't make a sound, and sat in a corner beside him. After a while, Zhang Sanfeng came in from the door and sat beside him, stroking his beard and meditating.Song Qingshu recalled the painful feeling mixed with the bone-chilling cold and the charcoal fire, and his body shivered uncontrollably.Zhang Sanfeng on the side noticed it, turned around, stretched out his finger on his wrist, and asked worriedly: "Has it happened again?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, and said what he had just thought, "Master Tai, I want to learn your Nine Suns Divine Art." Song Qingshu thought that Zhang Wuji in the original work should have found the Nine Yins Scripture in the belly of the great white ape in the valley, Then practice the Nine Suns Divine Art on it, and the cold poison will be untied.And although Zhang Sanfeng's Nine Suns Divine Art is not complete, it should be able to alleviate the cold poison in his body.

Sure enough, when Zhang Sanfeng heard what Song Qingshu said, he paused at first, but then there was a gleam of joy in his eyes. This Nine Yang Divine Art is pure Yang internal energy, and it should have miraculous effects against this cold poison. The Nine Suns Divine Skills learned there are incomplete.Just at this time Zhang Wuji also woke up on the bed, and when he saw Song Qingshu, tears appeared in his eyes again, and he called happily: "Senior brother."

Song Qingshu had complicated feelings towards Zhang Wuji at this time. On the one hand, he was a little moved by Zhang Wuji's previous rescue, and on the other hand, he felt that he was a little annoyed that he was implicated by Zhang Wuji and fell into the palm of Xuanming God. The mixture was a bit complicated.But at this time, seeing Zhang Wuji's joyful and dependent eyes, and thinking of his parents' death just now, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

Song Qingshu walked over under Zhang Wuji's happy eyes, and hugged him in his arms.Zhang Wuji immediately wrapped his hands around Song Qingshu's neck tightly like an octopus.Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes of Wudang couldn't help but feel gratified to see that the relationship between the two of them is so good.

"Qingshu, you are older than Wuji, you must take good care of Wuji in the future." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

"Yes." Song Qingshu replied respectfully.But in his heart he was complaining secretly, this kid will be the Great Master of the Ming Cult in the future, where there is no need for him to take care of him, maybe he has to pamper him well.

But Zhang Wuji quickly interjected, "Wuji will also take care of senior brother."

Song Qingshu knocked his head angrily, and both Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes of Wudang couldn't help smiling.Zhang Sanfeng thought of what Song Qingshu said before, sitting in front of the two, passed on the practice method and formula of the "Nine Suns Divine Art" to the two, and told the two to practice more diligently, and said: "Wuji, from now on you will live with your senior brother A room."

Song Qingshu wanted to refuse, but Zhang Sanfeng said again: "Both of you are suffering from severe cold poison, from now on your master uncle and the others will come to detoxify you every day, and both of you practice this "Nine Suns Divine Art" at the same time, if there is any doubt can also be discussed together.”

Song Qingshu also knew that he was not as good as these authentic ancients in understanding these internal skills and mental methods, and thought that it would be good to cultivate more relationships with Zhang Wuji, so he nodded.As for Zhang Wuji, he was even more delighted when he heard that he lived with his senior brother.

In this way, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji began to live together.

Song Qingshu also learned about Yin Liting and Ji Xiaofu's affairs from Song Yuanqiao's inquiry. When Ji Xiaofu was questioned by Song Qingshu that day, his face changed greatly, obviously there was something else hidden.Although Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji's coma caused Wudang heroes Wuxia to take care of her at that time, they still called her to inquire afterward.And Ji Xiaofu only thinks that Song Qingshu has found out about her and Yang Xiao's affairs, and feels deeply guilty towards Yin Liting. Although she doesn't clearly reveal Yang Xiao's identity, she also shows that she has another lover and has a daughter.Now Yin Liting felt as if struck by lightning, and the Wudang heroes were quite angry.Since then, the relationship between the Wudang faction and the Emei faction has also become stalemate.

"Nine Suns Divine Art" has so many changes that it cannot be described in one word.Zhang Sanfeng just brought Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji into it, and let them understand it by themselves.Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, the former is bright and smart, and he has been taught by Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun since childhood, so he has laid a solid foundation, and he can quickly understand this inner strength and mental method, but he is young, so it is inevitable that there are some obscure points that are hard to understand; Although Song Qingshu was not as good as Zhang Wuji who was taught by a famous teacher since he was a child, it is just that he has studied hard in the past three years, and with the experience of his previous life, he has made rapid progress in learning.

Whenever the two encountered something they didn't understand, they would discuss it with each other first, and if they still didn't understand, they would ask Zhang Sanfeng.Zhang Sanfeng is also very pleased with the performance of the two, and deeply feels that the Wudang School has successors.

What Song Qingshu saw and heard since he went down the mountain last time, coupled with being injured this time, he realized more deeply that in this so-called arena, big fists are the last word.After going through these things, Song Qingshu's original sense of alienation from this world disappeared, and all the things that happened in front of him made him realize clearly that this is a real world, the world he lives in.

During this period of time, Song Yuanqiao and others also noticed the changes in Song Qingshu, but they all thought it was because of Song Qingshu's injury. In their hearts, Song Qingshu was still a child, and when he was injured, he would naturally rely on those close to them. He is also more caring.

Since Zhang Wuji's parents died, he seems to regard Song Qingshu as his only reliance, and he is even more obedient to him.He was originally a crying and troublesome age, but he was smart and obedient, obediently following behind Song Qingshu every day, and practicing Jiuyang magic with Song Qingshu in a boring way.Even the pain of each attack of cold poison is endured, but every time after detoxification, he has to lie in Song Qingshu's arms and call out softly: "Senior brother, senior brother..."

A voice full of dependence made people's heart soften, but Song Qingshu didn't notice it, he looked at Zhang Wuji softly with distressed eyes.

Under the influence of Song Qingshu's ideas, Zhang Wuji also knew the importance of strength when he was taken into captivity and his parents were forced to death. He never slackened in practicing martial arts with Song Qingshu every day. When discussing with him the incomprehensible aspects of the Nine Suns Divine Art, seeing his senior brother's admiration for him, my heart almost jumped out of joy.

The two practiced according to the law on Wudang Mountain for more than two years, and they continued to take the panacea that Song Yuanqiao and others found. Not only could the cold poison not be taken out, but it was glued into the meridians, and the green aura on the face became more and more serious day by day.

Zhang Wuji was young, and his injuries that day were more severe than Song Qingshu's. Later, he was tortured more severely, his face became increasingly haggard, his previously chubby face became even thinner, and his dark eyes appeared even bigger.However, every time when detoxification, as long as Song Qingshu sat aside, he would obediently grit his teeth and hold back without saying a word, which made people feel distressed.

In the past two years, Song Qingshu has become more and more concerned about Zhang Wuji. He is worried that Zhang Wuji will stay on Wudang Mountain all day at a young age and suffer from the cold poison. What he saw on TV or heard from hearsay, he told Zhang Wuji without thinking.

It's just that when explaining these things, Song Qingshu will inevitably add his own opinions. For example, at the beginning, he explained to Zhang Wuji the "Daughter of the Sea" in "Andersen's Fairy Tales", which is familiar to everyone in modern society. Later, when the mermaid turned into bubbles and disappeared on the bottom of the sea, Zhang Wuji, who had not been poisoned by Song Qingshu, couldn't help feeling sad for the mermaid girl.

Song Qingshu raised Zhang Wuji's chin, and said flatly: "Wuji, if you want something in the future, don't just stand by silently like a mermaid, but take the initiative to grab it, you know?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's bewildered eyes, Song Qingshu stood up and looked down, "If the mermaid has great strength, she can snatch the prince and own him." Bending down, he patted Zhang Wuji's cheek lightly with his palm, He said softly: "Wuji, remember, everything depends on strength, without strength, you can't get anything."

A ray of sunlight came from behind Song Qingshu, and a faint light appeared on the outline of his body. His delicate and handsome face seemed a little illusory. Zhang Wuji couldn't help reaching out to grab the person who seemed to be disappearing in the next moment, and said firmly in his eyes. : "Brother, I see."

As a result, under the teaching of Song Qingshu, the innocent little Zhang Wuji began to deviate from the track, and his temperament changed from the original kindness and even weakness to toughness, and the crookedness became further and further away.So much so that later on, someone crushed under Zhang Dajiao with incomparably powerful strength beat the bed with hatred, and the intestines of regret almost broke.