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

When Song Qingshu was awake, the sky was a little dark, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Qingquan sitting on his bedside like a ghost, staring at him without blinking, Song Qingshu almost fainted from fright before coming up. "Qingquan?" He resisted the pain in his shoulder and tried to prop himself up.

How did you know that Ye Qingquan, who was still acting sullen and bitter just now, heard this, and immediately threw himself on Song Qingshu and wailed loudly: "Senior Brother Song! You're awake! You're hurt so badly! Wow..."

A 12-year-old boy with a heavy weight, Song Qingshu was pushed back to the bed by Ye Qingquan on the spot.Before he could protest, Ye Qingquan was carried down again, and Feng Mozhi appeared in front of him, groaning with a toothache: "It's been four days, but I've woken up! Among the six factions, you are the one who hurts the most!" Heavy!"

Song Qingshu was seriously injured, how could he have the strength to argue with Feng Mozhi, he only said: "Everyone is out of danger?"

Feng Mozhi nodded and said: "Now the six major sects are temporarily resting in Hejian Mansion. I brought a thousand rebels, and there are two thousand Maitreya sect disciples from Mingjiao. You can rest assured that you are safe. Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Wuji has already expelled the cold poison for you. It was the arrow from Uncle Seven..."

What Song Qingshu was most worried about was the safety of the Wudang faction. Now that he heard that Feng Mozhi had brought the Wudang rebel army, everyone was out of danger and immediately relaxed.Before Feng Mozhi could finish speaking, he fell into a coma again after being dizzy.

It was two days after he woke up again, Song Qingshu hadn't been able to greet the seniors, uncles and younger brothers who were guarding his bed, his hand was taken out to the doctor to feel the pulse.Although the whole Wudang faction are experts in internal and external injuries, but this time Song Qingshu was seriously injured, so when they heard the doctor himself say: "Arrow sores are hard to heal, you need to rest, the rest will be fine." .

The arrow that Song Qingshu took was the result of Mo Shenggu's decades of hard work, and he fell from a height with a huge momentum that aggravated the injury, so it was a bit tricky.Everyone had expected this, but they were not very worried.Seeing that he was about to get up, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly pushed him over again, and said softly: "Qing Shu, you should rest well, and we can talk about other things after you recover from your injuries."

Song Qingshu was really in pain, but he didn't force it. Seeing Mo Shenggu frowning and looking at him in a blink of an eye, he smiled and said, "Uncle Qi is good at arrows!"

Mo Shenggu was dumbfounded by Song Qing's bookishness. Seeing that there were traces of sweat on his forehead, he said: "Your wound doesn't hurt anymore? So many words! Let's rest earlier!"

With Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu speaking at the same time, Wudang's three generations of disciples did not dare to stay for a long time and retreated one after another.It was Song Qingshu who lay down for several days, but couldn't sleep, so he brought Ye Qingquan to chat with him.Only then did I learn that after Zhang Wuji let Zhao Min go in Wudang Mountain, he immediately stated that he would personally go to Dadu to rescue the six factions.In this life, most of Wudang's disciples were out of danger, so how could they just sit back and watch Zhang Wuji rush to rescue his fellow disciples alone, and then told Master Ming Tai that he wanted to go with Zhang Wuji.Seeing the Wan'an Temple on fire that day, Feng Mozhi knew that the Ruyang Palace was crowded with powerful people, so he simply took Wudang disciples to the Ruyang Palace and set fire to it, forcing Wang Baobao to come back to rescue him.After the masters of the six major sects were out of trouble, King Ruyang sent troops to chase after him. It was he who led the Wudang rebel army and the disciples of the Maitreya sect led by Zhu Yuanzhang blocked the pursuit of the Yuan soldiers.Now, the six major factions have booked two adjacent inns in Hejian Mansion and settled down temporarily.

The second day is the first seven days of Miejue Shitai. The disciples of the Emei Sect have set up the mourning hall. After all the major sects come to pay their respects, they will arrange for the cremation and bring her ashes back to Emei.Although Juejue Shitai is a generation of heroes, although he has a eccentric personality, he is usually a chivalrous man with a righteous spirit and awe-inspiring righteousness. He is respected by everyone in the martial arts world.Therefore, although Song Qingshu was seriously injured, he had to go with Song Yuanqiao to pay homage at this time.After offering incense to Miejue Shitai and exchanging greetings with Jingxuan Shitai, Song Qingshu's expression was already very tired.Master Jingxuan saw that Song Qing was haggard and didn't leave him, thanked him for coming forward and asked him to go back to his room early to rest.

Mo Shenggu saw that Song Qingshu was so weak that he couldn't even walk, so he stepped forward to help him up.When passing by Zhou Zhiruo's side, Mo Shenggu paused intentionally, but the two of them had nothing to say.After a long time, I heard Song Qingshu say in a low voice: "Sect Leader Zhou, people cannot be resurrected after death. The heroes of Emei only need to inherit the legacy of the teacher. Even though the teacher is dead, he is still alive."

At this time, the order in which the disciples of the Emei Sect met with the other major sects was still in the same order as that of Miejue Shitai, Zhou Zhiruo was not respected.Zhou Zhiruo also knew that the sisters from the same sect did not mention the master's last words until now, thinking that she was deceiving her when she was young, and she was quite dissatisfied with her succession to the head of the sect.Hearing that Song Qingshu respected her as "Master Zhou", her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help sobbing, "Thank you, Senior Brother Song."

Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo's frail and slender face brimming with tears for a while, then nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the mourning hall, and it was actually Zhou Dian's voice that came in.

"You old nuns, middle-aged nuns, and young nuns are so unreasonable! Our leader came to pay homage to the exterminated old nun. Not only did you not appreciate it, why did you stop him?"

Zhou Dian's words were so disrespectful, the Emei faction was furious, and the "absurd" and "disrespectful" curses were heard endlessly for a while.Master Jingxuan immediately stood up when she heard the noise, pleaded guilty to the heads and elders of each sect, and then led the Emei disciples in the mourning hall to the outside.However, as the saying goes, at this time and at that time, Zhang Wuji rescued the masters of all factions, and all the parties were very grateful to him. Hearing that Zhang Wuji came to pay homage, he was actually stopped outside the mourning hall. Now the masters of all sects sitting in the mourning hall are very grateful Feeling restless, he followed and walked out.

When everyone walked outside the hall, they heard Ding Minjun scolding in a sharp voice: "Zhang Wuji, you evildoer of the evil sect, don't even think about stepping into this mourning hall, and insulting my master's name!" Yao, Wei Yixiao, and Zhou Dian were standing outside the mourning hall.Wei Yixiao and Zhou Dian glared at Ding Minjun at the same time, but Yang Xiao and Fan Yao just sneered.As for Zhang Wuji, his expression was cold and serious, as if a single word of Ding Minjun's words just now had never caught his ears.

Zhang Wuji saw the heads of all the sects, the elders and the disciples of the Emei Sect coming out, so he grabbed Zhou Dian and said in a loud voice: "Master Zhou, I just want to come to pay homage to Master, please allow me!"

Before Zhou Zhiruo could answer, Ding Minjun yelled first: "Master would rather die than receive half of your favor before he was alive, and I don't need you to pay homage after death! Get out!"

That day Fan Yao was at the top of the pagoda, and saw the disciples of the Emei Sect jumping off the high pagoda, Zhang Wuji rescued them to save their lives.Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, Zhang Wuji had already stared at Zhou Zhiruo and said first: "Master Zhou, I have no other intentions to come here to pay homage to my respected master!"

Zhang Wuji was so submissive, the heads and elders of all the sects couldn't bear it immediately, they actually persuaded the Emei sect with one voice.Master Jingxuan listened to this, and felt agitated for a moment, secretly said: "The six major sects of the Central Plains were originally enemies with the Mingjiao, but Zhang Jiaozhu repaid his grievances with virtue, and instead rescued them, the enmity between the two parties should have been wiped out."Because of Master Uncle and Junior Sister Ji, Master cared very much about Mingjiao, but his actions were somewhat biased.However, Zhou Zhiruo remained silent, she just looked down at the iron ring of the sect master on her finger, tossing and turning in her heart, thinking all about what her master had ordered her to do.

But before these two people could make up their minds, Ding Minjun wanted to be the head of the sect, intending to show his prestige in front of all the disciples, he couldn't wait to raise his voice: "Zhang Wuji, no matter how powerful you are, you still can't control my Emei sect. The truth! The master hated you, a prostitute, how can you have the face to come here to pay homage?"

Zhang Wuji was arrogant, how could he endure Ding Minjun's repeated offenses, and immediately shouted: "Shut up! Did I let you speak?" His stern voice contained infinite force, his voice was like a thunderbolt The majestic momentum directly shocked Ding Minjun's internal organs, his face turned red, and even the other disciples of the Emei Sect were also breathing stagnantly, and there was a danger of going crazy if they were not careful.Ding Minjun was horrified by Zhang Wuji's miraculous skills; he immediately shut his mouth, not daring to speak again.

Until now, everyone finally turned their attention to Zhou Zhiruo.Zhou Zhiruo pondered for a long time, and then said softly: "Master Zhang has a heart! However, my teacher had a grudge against the Ming Cult before he was alive. Now that the deceased is dead, please respect Master Zhang's last wish." She waved her hand, and there was The disciples of Emei stepped forward and presented three incense sticks to Zhang Wuji and the others. "If Zhang Hierarch pays homage to each other with sincerity, then he is not paying attention to his intentions. Please pay homage outside the hall."

As soon as Zhou Zhiruo said these words, the heads of all the factions and the disciples of the Emei Sect nodded their heads, but Yang Xiao and the others looked extremely unhappy.Zhou Dian's temper was extremely strong, he immediately threw the fragrance in his hand on the ground, and said ruthlessly: "Old nun, why are you putting on airs when you're dead!"

Unexpectedly, the three scents hadn't landed on the ground yet, Zhang Wuji flipped his wrist and inhaled them slowly again.Seeing Zhang Wuji revealing this move, the masters from all the sects were all horrified.With the internal strength of the masters of the major factions, it is easy for them to break the stele and crack the stone with their internal force, but these three fragrances are fragile, if they want them to suck them back into the palm with infinite internal force like Zhang Wuji without damaging them, it is absolutely impossible. Impossible, it can be seen that Zhang Wuji's internal strength has reached the state of turning from reality to emptiness, from truth to simplicity. "Zhou Dian, since head master Zhou said so, let's pay homage outside the gate!" Zhang Wuji showed such profound martial arts cultivation without showing any arrogance, and only handed the three fragrances back to Zhou Dian, saying as if nothing had happened. This sentence, please go down first.

Seeing Zhang Wuji retreating in such a way, all major sects were amazed.Seeing that he had paid homage to Miejue Shi and the Empress Dowager and led the Mingjiao people away, the heads of all the major sects also dispersed.Song Qingshu was also supported by Mo Shenggu back to the room, but unexpectedly met Zhang Wuji on the way.

When Zhang Wuji saw Mo Shenggu coming with Song Qingshu supported, he showed a smile, cupped his hands and saluted, "Wuji met Uncle Seven and Senior Brother Song!" Obviously he wanted to see them and greeted them specially.

Mo Shenggu was naturally very happy to see Zhang Wuji. Thinking of the embarrassment he had just suffered in front of the Miejue Shi Tailing Hall, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wuji, it's the so-called time to see people's hearts. As long as you are kind, You are a chivalrous man, everyone will know what kind of person you are sooner or later!"

"What Uncle Seven said, Wuji listened to Uncle Seven!" Zhang Wuji laughed, obviously he didn't mind the grievances he had suffered, and turned his head to Song Qingshu and said, "Wuji has been busy with the affairs of the teaching these days, and never Go to see Senior Brother Song, I wonder how Senior Brother Song is injured?" As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Song Qingshu's wrist to feel his pulse.Zhang Wuji's reaching out seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was extremely fast. Before Song Qingshu could react, three inches on his wrist had already fallen into Zhang Wuji's hands.After a while, I heard Zhang Wuji say: "Senior Brother Song is seriously injured, he needs to take care of himself!"

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, retracted his wrist, and said: "Junior Brother Zhang has a heart." Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji have never had much friendship, and he doesn't know how to get along with him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji was so enthusiastic today, he smiled and said to Mo Shenggu: "Uncle Qi, I haven't seen Senior Brother Song for a long time, I don't know..."

Mo Shenggu naturally hoped that their brothers would be harmonious, let alone him, so he only asked: "Wuji, help Qishu to send your senior brother Song back to the room later." Then he left first.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji looked at each other, and neither of them made a sound for a while.Song Qingshu saw Zhang Wuji standing in front of him with his hands clasped behind his back. He was tall and majestic, with a majestic appearance. He could be recognized as a hero at a glance. He had the same eyebrows and eyes, but he was not as shy and honest as he was in his previous life.

Song Qingshu was looking at Zhang Wuji, so Zhang Wuji was also looking at Song Qingshu.Zhang Wuji vaguely remembered that Song Qingshu in the original book was just a wretched villain, but when he saw him now, his eyebrows were cut like knives and his eyes were like bright stars. The eight characters of burning its flowers".Thinking of Song Qingshu's military talent, he even smiled inexplicably. After a long time, Fang said vaguely: "Emei sect... I wonder what brother Song thinks?"

Song Qingshu was only taken aback by Zhang Wuji's question, and took a long time to answer: "The Emei Sect is dominated by women, and the head of the sect must have outstanding martial arts skills to be able to stand among the heroes of the martial arts world. Now that Juejue Shitai is gone, the Emei Sect's momentum has fallen Fortunately, Sect Master Zhou has a very high level of comprehension, as long as he concentrates on practicing hard, he will surely make Emei famous."

Song Qingshu's answer like this is stable and watertight, but it is obviously not what Zhang Wuji wants to hear. He can't help staring at Song Qingshu silently for a moment, and then smiled, but he didn't bother with this question anymore. Learning internal skills must be extremely difficult!"

Song Qingshu had known Zhang Wuji's superb medical skills, and just now he felt his own pulse, and Song Qingshu was not surprised to learn that his sea of ​​energy was damaged, but Zhang Wuji's expression was unpredictable when he said this, and Song Qingshu didn't know how to respond for a while.

But at this time, Yang Xiao rushed over in three steps at a time, and said anxiously: "Why did the leader want to punish Zhu Yuanzhang?"

Zhang Wuji raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Yang Xiao and said softly, "Yang Zuoshi, could it be that Zhu Yuanzhang has some background and I can't punish him?"

Yang Xiao was taken aback by Zhang Wuji's look, and hurriedly said: "The leader is joking! Since Zhu Yuanzhang is a member of my Mingjiao, life and death are all up to the leader's decision, not to mention the mere punishment. He was the only one who led troops to relieve Bianliang He has made great achievements in the siege, and punishing him now may not be convincing."

"That's why I want to punish him!" Zhang Wuji said in a cold voice, "Peng Yingyu and Xu Shouhui led the disciples of the Mani Sect to rescue the White Lotus Sect. Therefore, we can’t just fight with the wind. Although Zhu Yuanzhang made great achievements in breaking the siege of Bianliang, how did he ever take the four words "orders and prohibitions" to his heart?"

Yang Xiao thought about it for a while, but it was the same reason, and quickly echoed: "What the leader said is true, but the subordinates didn't think carefully!"

Zhang Wuji smiled lightly, took Yang Xiao's hand and said, "Wuji Yang Zuoshi said nothing. Wuji is young and has little knowledge. It is Wuji's blessing that Yang Zuoshi can always mention something. As for Zhu Yuanzhang, I have already taught him." Set up the punishment hall, even if I am the leader, I can't set up another lynching, so I will send him back to the head teacher, and Leng Qian will deal with it according to the canon. Zhu Yuanzhang's disciples of the Maitreya sect are temporarily led by Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, "every word Authentic, "Rectify military discipline, order and prohibit!"

Yang Xiao's brow was covered with sweat from Zhang Wuji's last eight words, and he only bowed and said, "I would like to obey the order of the leader!"

Zhang Wuji watched Yang Xiao leave, shook his head and sighed softly: "This Yang Xiao is shrewd in small things, but confused in big things!" Song Qingshu's ears moved, and he just pretended he didn't hear anything.But Zhang Wuji obviously still had something to talk about, and said again: "The Art of War was originally the director of Brother Song, Wuji dealt with it like this, and I asked Brother Song for advice."

Song Qingshu couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he heard the words.When it comes to the fighting power of the three Mingjiao sects, Song Qingshu is probably more clear than Zhang Wuji. Although the Mani sect is slightly inferior to the other two sects, it is by no means just fighting with the wind.In the battle of Taihang Mountain, Manizong retreated after losing one-third of the battle. He had tried his best.After all, people have the heart of fear of death, if the subordinates can still fight to the death when the battle losses exceed half, it must be the general's talent.He raised his eyes and saw Zhang Wuji looking at him with a smile, the confidence and arrogance in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed, he didn't seem to be able to listen to persuasion but needed persuasion, he couldn't help but smiled, and said in a low voice: "Master Zhang is a talented person... ..."

"Brother Song said in his heart that Zhang Wuji didn't understand the art of war and commanded indiscriminately, and that he wasted his generals?" Song Qingshu hadn't finished his polite words, but Zhang Wuji had already said what was in his heart verbatim.Song Qingshu didn't know what to do, Zhang Wuji continued on his own, "Even if Wuji doesn't know the art of war, he also knows that in a battle, if the casualties of more than one-third of the soldiers, even a master of a hundred battles will have to fight!" Defeated. Being able to lead the soldiers to victory regardless of losses is the talent of a general of the ages. Therefore, on the battlefield, one general is better than a thousand troops! However, if this strong general is not useful for me, what should I do?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Song Qingshu's heart was shocked, and a very strange thought suddenly appeared: This is definitely not something Zhang Wuji would say!

But Zhang Wuji suddenly smiled at this time, and changed his words: "This is just a joke between us brothers, Brother Song, don't take it to heart." He patted Song Qingshu's shoulder twice, and walked away.

Song Qingshu stood there at a loss, layers of cold sweat broke out on his back.The cold wind was blowing, and the cloth strips wrapped around the arrow wounds stuck to his shoulders and tingled slightly, making him extremely uncomfortable.