[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Zhang Wuji reappeared after being missing for many years, the Wudang heroes originally wanted to get close to him, it can be seen that his expression is sluggish, they all know that saying one more word will aggravate his injury, so they have to bear it for now.Song Yuanqiao saw that Mingjiao respected Zhang Wuji very much, and Yin Tianzheng and his son were here. He expected that Zhang Wuji would not suffer from staying in Mingjiao, so he reassuredly said: "Boy Wuji, today's battle, you are famous all over the world, and Mingjiao is even more important. Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain. I hope you will persuade and guide me more in the future, so that Mingjiao can be corrected and less bad things will be done."

Zhang Wuji naturally knew that the position of leader was already in his pocket to save the followers of Mingjiao today, but he didn't refuse, he just said frankly: "My child will follow the teachings of Master, and he should do his best."

Zhang Songxi saw that Mingjiao was acting perversely and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil, originally wanted to remind Zhang Wuji to be careful of evil villains, but then thought about how he had just mediated the grievances and grievances between the six major sects and Mingjiao. Talk too much.But Yu Lianzhou, seeing Zhang Wuji's ability, couldn't help being filled with emotion, she just pressed his shoulder and murmured: "Wuji, you...you've grown up so much...you have to go back to Wudang as soon as possible after you recover from your injury. Master is at ease."

Mentioning Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji's heart was also warmed up, and he said immediately: "On behalf of Wuji Yu Erbo, please wish Tai Shifu good health and well-being." He wanted to remind Wudang heroes to be careful of Zhao Min, but then he thought that Yin Liting had already married another person. The plot of the original book that I know has changed a lot now, and I don't know what is so weird about Song Qingshu, but I might as well take a look at how much he still has.If the Wudang faction were really captured by Zhao Min, he would always be able to save him, and this is also an act of fraternity to Wudang.

Not long after, the Wudang faction also ascended to the top of the light.Walking outside Sunset Cliff, the disciples of Mingjiao sects who were besieged here by Song Qingshu had already escaped and disappeared, but the major sects were not surprised when they saw this situation, they only looked at Wudang sect meaningfully.It's just that when the major factions bid farewell to each other, they all avoided the Wudang faction in a very tacit understanding.

Song Qingshu knew that at the beginning he was unwilling to kill the disciples of various sects of the Ming Sect, and Wudang favored Zhang Wuji during the battle at Guangmingding, so that the "six major sects besieging Guangmingding" event, which was widely spread in the martial arts world, came to an end. If it fails, the five major factions must have a grudge against the Wudang faction.Therefore, he walked up to Song Yuanqiao's side and said in a low voice, "Father, Yuanzhen's defection to the imperial court is something that Uncle Seven and Boyer have seen and heard with their own eyes. Now that we are besieging Guangmingding, my Six Great Sects have also suffered heavy losses. , we must beware of the imperial court sitting on the fisherman's profit."

Song Yuanqiao was startled suddenly, and hurriedly said: "That's right!" He hurriedly greeted Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi to bring Song Qingshu, and the four of them went to the five major sects together.However, the Wudang faction kindly reminded all the factions to be careful of the imperial court's ambush, but the heads of the various factions didn't listen to it. The Shaolin faction's Yuan Yin shouted angrily: "Have my brother Yuanzhen joined the imperial court? How can you rely on your Wudang's one-sided words?" Only the Kongtong faction accepted the thirty fast horses that Wudang kindly provided because of the large number of wounded.

Seeing that the five major sects were stubborn and refused to listen to others, Song Qingshu was helpless.Wudang Minzhuang did not need to follow the major factions to besiege Guangmingding and had already withdrawn, but there were enough fast horses left outside Sunset Cliff.Since the five major sects refused to accept Wudang's kindness, Song Qingshu did not want to force it, so he raised his voice and said to Wudang's disciples: "Beware of ambushes from the imperial court on the way, and you are not allowed to touch anything except the drinking water you carry with you. Let's hurry up Ma Xingjin must rush to the Lancang River as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of shouts suddenly came from the top of the light: "All the members of Mingjiao and Tianyingjiao, thank Zhang Daxia for his great kindness in protecting the teaching and saving lives!" The whole Kunlun resounded in unison, and even the disciples of the major sects who had just walked away couldn't help but turn their heads to look back, with awe-inspiring expressions.

Song Qingshu's expression was suffocated, and after a while he smiled to himself, and said softly: "Let's go!" All the disciples of Wudang School didn't say much, and they all mounted their fast horses and ran towards the Lancang River.

Not long after the Wudang faction left, Feng Mozhi galloped up to Song Qingshu's side, and said in a low voice, "After Zhang Wuji became the leader of the Ming sect, there is no reason for him to take over as the head of Wudang. Brother Song, the leader of the third generation of Wudang, can be regarded as the leader of Wudang." Keep it! Mozhi, let me say congratulations first!" After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, whipped his crotch and galloped away.

Song Qingshu turned pale, and suddenly bent down, leaning over the saddle.He coughed twice, then quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Mo Shenggu drove his horse over and snatched a white handkerchief hidden in his sleeve with his hands, it was actually stained with blood. "Qingshu!" Mo Shenggu yelled loudly.

Song Qingshu hurriedly grabbed the white handkerchief and stuffed it into his bosom, softly said: "Seventh Uncle, don't make any noise!" After a pause, he continued, "What I'm most worried about now is the people in Ruyang Palace, they will never miss It’s a good opportunity. It’s not the time to mention this matter now that it’s in danger.”

Mo Shenggu's face was pale, and he murmured for a long time: "Wuji's palm...why did it hit the ground so hard?" When Xia attacked Guangmingding, he sacrificed more than a dozen disciples, and the rest of the disciples suffered minor injuries.Therefore, Song Qingshu ordered the horse to march all the way, and no one objected.Unexpectedly, it turned out that the only one of the Wudang faction who was seriously injured and impatient to move was himself.

Song Qingshu smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "It's not me that he hit with this palm."

Mo Shenggu was even more shocked when he reminded him, and hurriedly said: "In this way, Wuji and Miss Zhou..."

"How do I know..." Song Qingshu couldn't help interrupting Mo Shenggu, and said blankly, "Uncle Qi, how do I know..."

Only then did Mo Shenggu realize that Zhang Wuji's personal relationship with Zhou Zhiruo could be discussed with anyone but Song Qingshu.Seeing Song Qingshu's gloomy and haggard expression, he felt a pain in his heart. He hastily stretched out his hand to hold the pulse gate on his wrist, and poured all his internal energy into his body continuously.Although Mo Shenggu's body is not as shocking as Zhang Wuji's, the Wudang Seven Heroes are by no means in vain. Song Qingshu felt as if a warm current was slowly pouring into his dantian. After running several times between the chest and abdomen, his complexion gradually eased. "Thank you Uncle Qi." Song Qingshu said softly.

Mo Shenggu withdrew his hand, couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "If you feel unwell, remember to talk!"

The Wudang faction did not stop all the way, and finally rushed to the Lancang River seven days later. The boat arranged by Wudang was already waiting by the river.In the last life, the Wudang faction was ambushed by the imperial court in the desert, and now it has already left the desert. It is said that Song Qingshu should have calmed down a long time ago, but he became more and more flustered.Seeing that Wudang disciples were boarding the boat one by one from childhood in the order of seniority, Song Qingshu turned his head and looked around the surrounding environment.Noticing that a flock of birds suddenly appeared in a grove not far from them, his expression couldn't help changing, and he hurriedly pulled Yin Liting over and said, "Uncle Liu, you get on the boat first! After boarding the boat, no matter what happens, you must go all the way back." Wudang, don't make any stops along the way!" Before Yin Liting could react, Feng Mozhi, who had never participated in the siege of Guangmingding in his previous life, was also dragged out by Song Qingshu, and they couldn't help but push him onto the deck .

At this time, a group of Yuan soldiers rushed out from the small forest, one by one riding fast horses with long bows, they surrounded the Wudang faction on the river beach, there were hundreds of them.The young man in the lead was dressed as a Han family, wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt, waving a folding fan, and couldn't hide his graceful and luxurious air.I saw that he was very handsome, his eyes were black and white, piercing and radiant, and the handle of the folding fan was made of white jade, and the hand holding the fan handle was so white that it was indistinguishable from the fan handle.Looking at his waist again, he saw a gold hook, a precious belt as a bundle, and a long sword hanging. On the hilt were engraved with two seal characters of "Yitian".He stood out from the crowd, but he was accompanied by two tall and thin old men to guard him.

At this time, apart from Wudang Four Heroes and Song Qingshu, there were only a dozen or so Wudang disciples who had not boarded the boat. When they saw Yuan soldiers appearing, their expressions immediately changed and they drew their swords out of their sheaths.I could only hear the young gentleman say slowly: "I've heard for a long time that the Wudang sect is good at using soldiers. I saw it today, and it's true that there are no worthy soldiers under the reputation!" The voice was clear, delicate and tender, it was a woman's voice.This person is Zhao Min, the six major factions besieged Guangmingding but failed, she arranged Jianghu masters and Yuan soldiers to ambush the five major factions along the way, and captured them all in one go.Only this Wudang faction, she personally led the troops to track it down for seven days but never found a chance to strike.The Wudang faction not only orders and prohibits them, they are well versed in the way of using soldiers, but they are even more cautious in their actions, even Shixiangruanjin powder is useless.Seeing them rushing to the Lancang River today, Zhao Min knew that as soon as the Wudang faction boarded the boat, they would be flooded with dragons and they would not be able to do anything to them, so they had to order heavy troops to trap them on the river bank.

Seeing this situation, Song Qingshu knew that they had to go to Wan'an Temple, and immediately turned around and rushed to the boat, cut off the cable with a sword, and shouted: "Go!"

Zhao Min's complexion changed, and he waved his hand violently, arrows rained down like rain.However, no matter how loudly Yin Liting shouted on the boat, the big boat still carried most of the Wudang disciples slowly out of the river with a few arrows.

Seeing that her arrows could not keep the Wudang faction's ships, Zhao Min raised her hand again, signaling Yuan soldiers to stop shooting arrows.He only respectfully said to the Wudang Four Heroes and more than a dozen Wudang disciples who stayed on the river beach: "Song Daxia, the younger generation has long admired the prestige of Wudang Sect, and I am here to invite you to get closer. Your Majesty!"

At this time, the Wudang people who are still on the river beach, except for the Four Wudang Heroes, such as Fang Zhenwu, Tang Jianlin, Wu Yanshan, etc., are all disciples of the Wudang heroes who have achieved great martial arts. Just now Zhao Min ordered a burst of rapid shooting, but they did not hurt them. In the slightest, everyone glared at Zhao Min angrily.

Since Zhao Min is a Mongolian, she has never seen such annoyed eyes from Han people before, so she just smiled contemptuously and said softly, "Mr. Lu Zhang, I'm going to favor you!"

As soon as Zhao Min finished speaking, an old man with a black face came out beside her, bowed to Zhao Min and said, "It is the fortune of a villain to serve the master!" This person is one of the elders of Xuan Ming. Lu Zhangke, another old man next to Zhao Min is his younger brother He Biweng.Lu Zhangke was very respectful to Zhao Min, but turned to face the Wudang faction, but he was very arrogant, he just said coldly: "My master invited you to be a guest, it's your fault that you are so ignorant! Accept!" Come on, hit Song Yuanqiao with a palm.

Song Yuanqiao saw that his palm was astonishing, so he didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately struck out to fight him.The palms of the two faced each other, and Song Yuanqiao only felt that the palm strength of the other was overwhelming, and an extremely cold internal force rushed over. In an instant, his whole body was bone-chillingly cold, he swayed a few times, and his complexion turned pale for a while.

Song Qingshu hurried forward to support him, and said anxiously: "Daddy!"

Song Yuanqiao used internal force to drive away the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body back then, and he was very familiar with the Xuanming God's Palm, so he suppressed the chill in his body and said: "Xuanming God's Palm! It turned out to be you!"

"Not bad!"

Lu Zhangke got it with one palm, and he didn't do anything anymore because of his status, he just said proudly: "Is that kid Zhang Wuji dead?"

Yu Lianzhou also took a step at this time, snorted coldly, and said calmly: "Tofu! Very good!" Obviously, he intended to fight side by side with Song Yuanqiao.

Seeing this, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu and other Wudang disciples also surrounded them, they knew that life and death were on the line today, and the rules of the world had to be put aside.

But Zhao Min's heart was moved when he heard the word "Zhang Wuji", and immediately shouted: "Mr. Lu Zhang, spare their lives!"

"Yes, master!" Lu Zhangke responded, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and smashed it with his palm, and the white powder immediately scattered in all directions.

"Holding..." Song Qingshu was out of breath and injured, before he finished saying "holding his breath", he was the first to say Shixiang Ruanjinsan, his body shook twice, his knees softened, and he fell on the ground land.The first thought that popped up in my mind was: the Shixiangruanjinsan in the previous life was obviously dropped in drinking water... Not long after he fell, the four Wudang heroes and the remaining Wudang disciples also fell one by one. fell down.

With the affection of the word "Zhang Wuji", Zhao Min was extremely polite to Wudang, only confiscated their weapons and wound medicines, loaded them in a carriage and drove all the way to Wan'an Temple.

Wudang Xiayuan didn't understand why Zhao Min was so confident that he didn't touch their acupoints or use chains and shackles to restrict their movements, but he didn't know that he was in the carriage for several days without any movement.Only then did I realize that the Ten Fragrance Ruanjin Powder was so domineering, it not only restricted their internal energy but also made their hands and feet sore and weak, even worse than ordinary people.

After sitting in the carriage for a few days, Fang Zhenwu felt very depressed, so he moved to Song Qingshu's side and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Song, there is nothing you can do?"

Song Qingshu was seriously injured and was suppressed by his inner breath, now that his inner breath has dispersed, others will feel powerless, but he is so depressed that he wants to die.Hearing Fang Zhenwu asking him for advice, he shook his head feebly and said, "Wait!"

Fang Zhenwu was puzzled like Zhang Erjingang, and asked in a daze: "What are you waiting for?"

Naturally, they waited for Zhang Wuji to rescue them.The carriage bumped all the way, and Song Qingshu felt nauseated and groggy, unable to speak a word.

But Tang Jianlin, who was sitting side by side with Song Qingshu, was more careful than Fang Zhenwu. Seeing Song Qing's pale face and cold sweat rolling on his forehead, he couldn't help asking with concern: "Senior Brother Song, do you feel unwell?"

Song Qingshu shook his head strenuously, suddenly put his hands on Tang Jianlin's shoulders, bent down, and blurted out a violent cough.Not long after, a big mouthful of blood sprayed out and splashed blood red under the car.

"Senior Brother Song!" Several Wudang disciples in the same car hurriedly supported him and shouted at the same time.

"It's Zhang Wuji! It's Zhang Wuji's palm!" Fang Zhenwu was even more indignant.

Song Qingshu's face was as usual, he calmly cleaned up the mess, took out a white handkerchief to wipe off the blood from his mouth, and ordered softly: "Don't say anything!"

"Senior Brother Song!" Several Wudang disciples yelled again in unison. Although they temporarily lost their internal strength, they could tell that Song Qingshu's internal injury was serious, and it definitely wouldn't last long.However, at this moment, the Four Heroes of Wudang and them were in two carriages, and this place was Song Qingshu's biggest.

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Man is a knife and I am a fish. If the people of Yuan know that I am seriously injured..."

All the Wudang disciples felt awe-inspiring, they stayed for a while before slowly sitting back.In the darkness, holding each other's hands together, they both felt damp and cold in each other's palms.

The author has something to say: Zhao Min: I didn't lose all!

Qing Shu: I didn't win either!

Zhao Min: I'm looking at Zhang Wuji's face!

Qingshu: Brother Zhang, come and say thank you!

Wuji: ...