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

Song Qingshu's internal injuries were not healed, and he was exhausted. Once he fell asleep, he never woke up for a long time.Everyone in the Wudang faction wanted him to have a good rest, so there was no sound in the cell.After Xu time, the cell door suddenly opened, and three Yuan soldiers walked in with long knives hanging from their waists, and said loudly: "Which one is Song Qingshu? Get out! My master wants to see you!" These three Yuan soldiers were Zhao Min's personal companion, but he had never seen Song Qingshu face to face.

As soon as these words came out, the cell was suddenly tense.

Fang Zhenwu turned his head and glanced at the unconscious Song Qingshu, his face sank immediately.However, before he could speak, Tang Jianlin, who was sitting beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, looked into his eyes and shook his head slightly.Before Fang Zhenwu could react, he stood up abruptly and said first, "I am Song Qingshu!"

As soon as Tang Jianlin finished speaking, Wu Yanshan suddenly jumped up and knocked him away, scolding him angrily: "Tang Jianlin, you are worthy of pretending to be me?" After finishing speaking, he turned to the three Yuan soldiers and said proudly, "I am Song Qingshu! "

Fang Zhenwu was originally Yu Lianzhou's first disciple, and he has the highest status among the three generations of disciples in this cell since Song Qingshu.Although he is usually a little blunt in dealing with people, but at this time he also saw the thoughts of the two juniors, and immediately slammed the two of them off to protect him behind him, and said in a rough voice: "They are not Song Qingshu ,I'm the!"

Seeing that the three of them were vying to identify themselves as Song Qingshu, the Yuan soldier who was leading the question was a little at a loss for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Who is Song Qingshu among you?"

"I'm!"

"I'm the!"

Unexpectedly, one of his questions attracted more than a dozen disciples of the third generation of Wudang in the cell to respond at the same time, rushing in front of the Yuan soldier one by one, scrambling to identify themselves as Song Qingshu.

That Yuan soldier didn't know what to do, but Mo Shenggu stretched out his hand to tuck Song Qingshu's coat at this moment, and stepped forward step by step, separating those three generations of disciples who were fighting for land, staring at that man with burning eyes. Mingyuan Bing said in a deep voice: "I am Mo Shenggu, the Seventh Hero of Wudang. In terms of martial arts, I am far above Song Qingshu. If your master wants to ask my Wudang disciples to compete in martial arts, I will accompany you to the end!"

Mo Shenggu has long enjoyed a reputation in the Jianghu, and his austere aura makes people daunting.Captured by his aura, the Yuan soldier was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and immediately shouted loudly from embarrassment: "My master wants to see Song Qingshu, what are you? If you want to bully him, If you lose your life in a while, don't blame me for not speaking first on the way to Huangquan!"

Mo Shenggu frowned, and suddenly grabbed the Yuan soldier's wrist.The yuan soldier never expected that Mo Shenggu would dare to make a move, he was startled, and hastily drew his sword to fight back.Unexpectedly, just as his right hand was holding the handle of the knife, the other party had already tightly locked his wrist, pressing his hand firmly on the handle of the knife, unable to move at all.Although Mo Shenggu lost his inner strength, this move of the little grabbing hand was as quick as lightning and as powerful as thunder, and his five fingers were like iron tongs, almost crushing the Yuan Bing's wrist bones.Mo Shenggu's face remained unchanged, he only said slowly: "Take me to see your master!"

Seeing that the superior was restrained, the two attendants behind the Yuan soldier immediately drew their swords out of their sheaths and threatened fiercely: "Surrender quickly, otherwise, you will die without a place to bury you!" The scabbard knocked on the cell door, apparently to summon more helpers.

Seeing that this matter could not be resolved, all the Wudang disciples looked at each other and prepared to attack.But at this moment, Song Qingshu, who had been asleep all this time, suddenly moved.

Since Song Yuanqiao is Song Qingshu's biological father, he naturally paid the most attention to his situation. Seeing that he was awake, he couldn't help stepping forward and shouting: "Qingshu?"

"Daddy, I'm awake." Song Qingshu, who was still lying on the ground, curled up a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, but a teardrop slowly overflowed from the corner of his closed eyes, and disappeared silently.He stretched out his hands to support the ground slightly, propped up his body, and said softly: "Shut up! It's so noisy!"

Song Qingshu's spirit was weak, and his voice was extremely soft.But when he finished his sentence, not only the Wudang disciples didn't dare to speak anymore, even the three Yuan soldiers fell silent unexpectedly.He got up and walked to Mo Shenggu, without looking at Mo Shenggu, he just gently pulled his right arm that was locked on the Yuan Bing's wrist, and said to the Yuan Bing: "I am Song Qingshu, I will follow you to meet your master!"

"Blue Book!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

Everyone in the cell spoke out at the same time, but Song Qingshu just waved his hand resolutely to them, indicating that he had made up his mind.

Song Qingshu was about to leave with the three Yuan soldiers when Zhang Songxi suddenly said, "Qingshu, wait a minute!"

Song Qingshu looked back at Zhang Songxi in surprise, and when he met the other's worried eyes, he immediately said "understanding": "Fourth uncle, don't worry, my nephew won't..."

But Zhang Songxi shook his head and interrupted him: "Qingshu, fourth uncle was wrong about this!" Seeing Song Qingshu staring at him with wide eyes in surprise, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, feeling a little ashamed.If he hadn't seen the scene of brothers and sisters loving and protecting each other, which he had never seen in his previous life, he would almost have missed the true inheritance of Wudang because of his short-sightedness. "If that Miss Zhao wants you to compete with her subordinates, you will use all your knowledge to compete with them!"

"Fourth Uncle?" Song Qingshu yelled suspiciously, as confused as Zhang Er King Kong.

Zhang Songxi glanced at Song Qingshu, then slowly looked around at every Wudang disciple full of kindness, and said softly: "Your grand master's martial arts was originally the best in the world, but his master Jueyuan's martial arts was mediocre. Back then Everyone competes for the Nine Yin Scriptures, but now Shaolin and my Wudang martial arts are ruling the roost side by side. It can be seen that there is no one set of martial arts classics in the world that is supreme and invincible. No matter how important my Wudang martial arts is, it is not as important as The life of my Wudang disciple is at stake!"

As soon as Zhang Songxi finished speaking, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou laughed together, and said to Zhang Songxi, "Congratulations, fourth brother, who has attained enlightenment!" Considering the age of Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Zhang Songxi, their martial arts cultivation is not inferior to that of their master Zhang Sanfeng .But for many years in the Wudang School, only Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts has reached the peak and approached the way of heaven. Song Yuanqiao and the other three are still only first-class masters in the Jianghu, far from the realm of transcendence and sagehood.Among the three of them, Zhang Songxi was originally the most obsessed with martial arts and was obsessed with all kinds of martial arts. This time, he lost his internal strength due to the fall of Wan'an Temple, which made him a blessing in disguise to break through the barriers, and understand that there is no distinction between superior and inferior martial arts in the world.His martial arts realm is no longer comparable to that of Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou.Since then, Zhang Songxi's martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds, creating many sets of Wudang martial arts that have been handed down to later generations, and his achievements are far better than those of the two senior brothers.

"...Fourth Uncle!" Song Qingshu's eyes were slightly red, and he smiled after a long time, "Fourth Uncle, don't worry, my nephew will never lose easily and lose my Wudang face!"

Zhang Songxi looked at Song Qingshu lovingly, and said softly, "Good boy!"

As soon as Song Qingshu entered the hall, he saw Ku Toutuo standing in the hall with several tall monks.Song Qingshu silently exchanged glances with Ku Toutuo, looked into the hall, and saw Zhao Min reclining on a long couch covered with brocade, her light yellow attire looked less imposing and majestic, which made her look more and more Her complexion is delicate and her eyes are flowing.At this time, she was looking at him with a half-smile and half-annoyance.Behind the long couch that Zhao Min was leaning on, there were even two elders Xuanming standing beside him with their hands behind their backs, their eyes were half-opened and half-closed, as if they were indifferent to what was going on in front of them.

Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance, Zhao Min didn't get up, and was still lazily leaning on the couch, asking leisurely, "Are you Song Qingshu?"

Song Qingshu was secretly worried that Zhao Min would open up old accounts with him many years ago, and he couldn't help being slightly startled when he heard her question without the slightest hostility, and replied nonchalantly: "Exactly! I wonder what advice Miss Zhao has?"

Zhao Min looked him up and down, and said casually: "I heard that Song Shaoxia was the head of three generations of the Wudang sect, and the old nun of the Emei sect loves you more than you. He has promised you his beloved disciple Zhou Zhiruo as his wife?"

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, and subconsciously looked down at Zhao Min's left leg.I saw Zhao Min wearing a pair of light yellow satin shoes, each with a bright pearl on the toe. The soles of her feet were beautiful and her ankles were round. At this time, her pair of slender feet were moving slightly following her question.

Zhao Min noticed that Song Qingshu's gaze suddenly became angry, slammed the couch, sat up, pointed at him and scolded softly: "Master Ku, you gouged out his eyes for me!"

As soon as Zhao Min's words fell, Ku Toutuo flew forward, and his right hand formed a claw to attack Song Qingshu's door.Song Qingshu saw that Ku Toutuo's move was aggressive, so he didn't dare to neglect it, so he immediately used a Taijiquan move of "Waving a Pipa", left palm yang, right palm yin, right press and left retract, and Ku Toutuo's tiger claw move to the side.Ku Toutuo missed a move, and immediately changed his left palm into a lion's palm, his right hand into a dragon's claw, and then attacked Song Qingshu.Song Qingshu has no internal strength at all, and the profound meaning of Taijiquan is to act purely with the mind, and it is most forbidden to use force, which is suitable for use against the enemy at this time.The two passed more than ten strokes in the blink of an eye, Ku Toutuo's martial arts are superb and sophisticated, and Song Qingshu's Taijiquan martial arts are as dignified as a mountain and as light as a feather, which fully captures the essence of Taijiquan "using emptiness to control reality".

Seeing Song Qingshu's martial arts cultivation, Lu Zhangke couldn't help but "huh", and hurriedly bowed to Zhao Min and said in a low voice: "Master, I have seen Song Qingshu's moves clearly. Wudang Taijiquan is really a powerful martial art!"

Zhao Min naturally also knows the power of Taijiquan. On Wudang Mountain, her servant Ah San was defeated by Taijiquan.It's just that Zhang Wuji made this boxing style more majestic and majestic at that time.With Zhang Wuji Zhuyu in front, Song Qingshu's use of this boxing method will inevitably be overshadowed.Thinking of this, she couldn't help saying sarcastically: "I think this Wudang chieftain is just a false name, this set of Taijiquan is not as exquisite as that kid Zhang Wuji has learned and sold!"

"Otherwise!" Zhao Min's status is noble, and the wealth and splendor of Xuanming and Elder all depend on her.Regarding Zhao Min's words, Lu Zhangke has always respected Ruo Guigao and dared not disobey in the slightest.Unexpectedly, Lu Zhangke retorted solemnly at this time, "Ah San's loss to Zhang Wuji certainly has the power of Taijiquan, but more importantly, it is because of the magical power of Nine Suns. This Song Qingshu is a direct disciple of Wudang, and now he has nothing. The internal force can still deal with Ku Toutuo for a long time with the moves, it can be seen that Song Qingshu has learned the profound meaning of Taijiquan."

Zhao Min was originally very alert and intelligent, and when Lu Zhangke suggested something, she immediately understood.Zhang Wuji's internal strength is superb, so it is easy to learn any martial arts, but if there is a slight deficiency, his internal strength can make up for it.Although Song Qingshu's internal strength is not as good as Zhang Wuji's, since he is the first disciple of Wudang, he has been carefully trained by Zhang Sanfeng, and his every move and style shows hard work.Zhao Min herself is due to lack of internal strength and wants to become a master quickly, so she designed to have masters from various sects compete with her subordinates, so that she can learn from the masters of other sects and become a master of the generation.Just as Zhang Wuji used his own internal strength to make up for the flaws in his moves, when the moves are practiced to the extreme, he can also make up for the lack of skills.From this point of view, Song Qingshu is an excellent "Master" candidate for Zhao Min.

Turning his head to look at Song Qingshu and Ku Toutuo, they have already fought dozens of moves.Ku Toutuo seems to understand Zhao Min's intentions, and he doesn't use internal force to play tricks, so Song Qingshu has not been defeated so far.Moreover, this set of Taijiquan method was performed by him, compared with Zhang Wuji, although it is a bit less aggressive and aggressive, its body is more light, agile and elegant.Every move, every movement, every movement is still, just like a Zhilan Yushu swaying in the wind, with a chic and clear expression of flowing clouds and flowing water.Zhao Min pondered for a while, then stood up and raised his voice: "Master Ku, please spare this kid first!"

Ku Toutuo and Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief almost at the same time.Although Ku Toutuo had no intention of harming anyone, but Xuan Ming and his elders are not kind, and their eyes are even sharper, so their fight was definitely not deceitful.Song Qingshu's martial arts are not as good as Ku Toutuo, if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose!Taking advantage of no one's attention, Song Qingshu immediately asked two words silently. "Black Jade?"

Ku Toutuo knew that what Song Qingshu was asking was about kidnapping Zhao Min to get black jade intermittent ointment, so he shook his head silently.

Song Qingshu felt relieved for a moment, and only heard Zhao Min's persuasive advice: "Song Shaoxia is indeed a famous teacher, and his martial arts is already outstanding! As the saying goes, he has learned literary and martial arts, and the goods are as good as the emperor's family. I am the emperor of Mongolia..."

"Miss Zhao don't need to say too much!" Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, and interrupted her impatiently. "Brother has said these words to me countless times. If I am willing to contribute, how can I wait until today? You can say it for three or five years, but it will be in vain."

Zhao Min's voice was suffocated, and then his face was frosty and his words were like ice. "You are stubborn, and I will not force it. Do you know the rules here?"

Song Qingshu smiled softly, and said sarcastically: "My Wudang martial arts knowledge is extensive and profound, I'm afraid Miss Zhao's aptitude is blunt, and it's useless to read it! Miss Zhao also saw clearly the Taijiquan method just now, but have you learned it? Xuan Ming's martial arts are superb There are so many in the world, so didn't they tell you that if you only learn the moves without knowing the key points, it will be useless in the end?"

The two elders Xuanming heard Song Qingshu so instigate discord, but Zhao Min just fell silent, anxious and angry in his heart, so he shouted loudly: "Boy, you are blowing your breath! One more nonsense, I will kill you!"

Song Qingshu showed no fear, he just sneered and said, "Since I have fallen into your hands, I have fallen into your hands. If you want to kill or cut me up, it is you who will decide with one word." After a pause, he said proudly, "If Miss Zhao If you want to learn, why don't you worship me as a teacher. Although the girl is a Mongolian Tartar and not my race, but the sages have said that there is no difference, if you are sincere, I can barely consider it!"

"What a good-spoken Song Shaoxia!" Zhao Min's complexion sank and he waved his hand, and said sharply, "Give him the sword! Let me see if Song Shaoxia's swordsmanship is as good as his tongue?" After finishing speaking, she Looking at Song Qingshu, he said bitterly, "If you lose, I don't want your fingers, I will cut off your tongue first!"

Zhao Min gave an order, and a monk brought a wooden sword wrapped in cloth to Song Qingshu.However, Song Qingshu was unwilling to fight with a sword.

Seeing that he refused to draw the sword, Zhao Min was not angry, but gloated and said, "Song Shaoxia thinks he looks down on my servants because of his status? No problem..."

This sentence is really deep in Song Qingshu's memory, so that he didn't need Zhao Min to finish the sentence, but he could silently complete it in his heart: "Then let's work on Miss Zhou from Emei Sect first!"

"Then let's work on Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect first!" Zhao Min said with a sneer, looking at Song Qingshu with burning eyes, waiting for his reaction.

Song Qingshu frowned and sighed deeply. After a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked straight at Zhao Min without dodging, and said sincerely: "Then let's work on Miss Zhou first!"

The author has something to say: Zhao Min: Song Shaoxia, is your integrity okay?

Qing Shu: You two women are jealous because of Zhang Wuji's rivalry, why should I be cannon fodder?

Zhao Min: Ask the director!

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