[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Song Qingshu suddenly felt stunned when he heard the words.

It's no wonder that Fang Fang was pulled into this body as soon as he passed through the Zhanjian Gate. The soul that was originally the owner of the body no longer exists.

Presumably, as the person outside said, the original body was wrapped around the neck by the umbilical cord, and it was difficult to breathe for a long time, so he lost his life before he was born.

Now the owner of the body has been replaced by Song Qingshu.

But the problem of the umbilical cord has not been resolved, it is still tightly wrapped around Song Qingshu's neck, and it is getting tighter and tighter.

Fortunately Song Qingshu is not a real baby.

Although the baby's hands and feet were weak, it was barely possible to hook the umbilical cord and wrap it around the neck.

Song Qingshu waved the soft baby's arm, and after a few tries, he successfully untied the umbilical cord.

As soon as the umbilical cord was untied, there was an exclamation from Wen Po in the delivery room: "Oh! It seems to be untied! Little lady, try harder, and you will be able to see your baby soon!"

Song Qingshu didn't want to think about how "self" was born next. In short, half an hour later, he was wrapped in a soft and clean quilt and placed beside his mother.

This was the first time he saw his parents in his life.

The woman who had just experienced a near-death childbirth was as pale as paper, and her whole body was full of haggardness.

But the way she looked at Song Qingshu was soft and gentle, full of pity and love.

The man sitting next to her bed was dressed in a Taoist attire, with a calm and peaceful expression on his face, his eyes were full of joy and joy when he looked at the woman and Song Qingshu, and his love was beyond words.

This was a very novel experience for Song Qingshu, because he grew up without a father or mother, and was brought up by his master Xuanling ancestor, and he never knew what it was like to have parents.

"Look, this is our baby."

Touching Song Qingshu's cheek with her fingers, a gentle smile appeared on the pale woman's mouth.

"Master has already given him a good name?"

The man smiled and nodded, "'Qingshu Longevity Book, Zishui Furong Clothes.'——How about calling him Qingshu? Song Qingshu."

The woman smiled and said, "Master's name is naturally very good. You will be called Qing Shu in the future, do you understand?"

After saying that, he went to kiss Song Qingshu on the cheek.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu hurriedly twisted left and right, amidst the good-natured laughter of his parents, he even forgot to comfort himself that he would not have to change the name his master gave him after reincarnation.

From this day on, Venerable Qingshu, who used to be famous in the Great World of Destiny, began a difficult time as an ordinary baby.

The baby's body is very delicate, and because of its instinctive lethargy, Song Qingshu only has less than two hours for cultivation every day except for eating and sleeping.

Fortunately, he had foreseen it a long time ago, and immediately after he was born, he retained the ray of innate energy that had not dissipated in his body. In addition, this small thousand world was unexpectedly rich in spiritual energy, and the speed of his cultivation was not satisfactory.

After practicing like this for three or four years, combined with the healing elixir stored in the storage bracelet given by his senior brother before leaving, Song Qingshu's injury has finally healed. Possibly out of his wits.

In the past three or four years, he also learned a lot of news about this small world from his parents and many classmates.

Although the aura was unexpectedly abundant, there was no cultivation sect in this small thousand world.

People here are more advocating martial arts. There are dozens of countries on the mainland, large and small, and there are countless schools of martial arts. The Wudang sect that Song Qingshu's father Song Yuanqiao belongs to is one of the most famous countries on the mainland. , can be ranked among the top three sects.

Song Qingshu, as the first disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, the head teacher of Wudang, and the son of Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, although he is only a young boy, he is respected as the head of three generations of disciples in his sect. After that, he would also honorably call him "Senior Brother Song".

Fortunately, he is stable by nature, and he has practiced for hundreds of years. His mentality has long been polished and calmed by time, and he is very good at going with the situation. He is loved by Zhang Sanfeng, and he often said with a smile, "Qingshu's extremely Xiao is his father, and it is really Wudang's great fortune."

Although Song Qingshu has a cold temper, he also knows how to reciprocate. In the past three or four years, Song Yuanqiao, his wife, Wudang Six Heroes and Zhang Sanfeng have seen how he treats him, and he has always wanted to restore his cultivation as soon as possible, open the sword-slaying gate and return to the destiny. In the world, there is some concern for these people in the heart, and there is always a belonging and recognition for the Wudang sect.

Anyway, it would take him thirty to fifty years to restore his cultivation base, so he fulfilled the wishes of his grand master, father and all the senior uncles, and he could become the third generation head teacher of Wudang.

When he is about to leave, he will choose carefully and find a successor for Wudang who is not inferior to the Grand Master, then this karma will be considered.

With such an idea in mind, Song Qingshu spent two more thoughts on learning Wudang Kung Fu.

He is a well-known swordsman in the cultivation world, and he has seen many practitioners who have entered the Tao through martial arts when traveling abroad. He has his own unique insights into martial arts.

On the outside, even though he is still young and his internal skills are not perfect, his external moves are extremely exquisite, especially the swordsmanship, which can be mastered almost immediately, and his comprehension is even higher than that of Yin Liting, who has the highest swordsmanship talent among the Seven Heroes.

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao's master and apprentice were naturally surprised and delighted by this, and the martial arts arrangement for Song Qingshu became more meticulous.

Another year in the blink of an eye.

It was late spring and April.

On this day, getting up early in the morning on Wudang Mountain was full of busy and joyful activities.

It turns out that today is the [-]th birthday of Zhang Sanfeng, the head teacher of Wudang, Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday, and the longevity is coming, so the whole Wudang faction is naturally full of joy.

Song Qingshu got up just after Maoshi, practiced the pile method for an hour in his small yard, and after taking a bath, he changed into the red robe that his mother sent yesterday with a straight face.

He is only five years old this year, and his little face, which has not lost its baby fat, is extremely white, tender and cute. Even with a straight face, against the background of a festive red dress, he is not intimidating at all.

Walking out of the courtyard all the way to Zixiao Palace, although Lu Yu's three generations of disciples all respectfully called "Senior Brother Song" and saluted him, but the smiling faces that couldn't help laughing had already misunderstood their true thoughts exposed.

Song Qingshu felt helpless.

He doesn't like to wear red, but he can't resist his mother's soft-spoken courteousness.

His mother in this life treated him very well, taking care of everything in food and clothing.In addition, although the mother and child were lucky to be safe after giving birth, the hemorrhage during dystocia finally made her suffer.

Song Qingshu really couldn't bear to dismiss her kindness and make her sad, so he could only keep a cold face all the way, as if he didn't notice the reaction of everyone on the road.

It was only when he arrived at Zixiao Palace that he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, lifted up his robe and walked in the door.

In the hall, Zhang Sanfeng was chatting happily with his disciples, when he saw Song Qingshu coming in, he respectfully bowed to him on his birthday, the smile on his face grew even wider.

He smiled and waved to Song Qingshu: "Qingshu, come, come to Grand Master."

Song Qingshu stepped forward according to his words.

Zhang Sanfeng pulled him to sit down next to him, stuffed a piece of snack into his hand, then ignored him, turned his head and continued talking with his disciples.

Song Qingshu held up the dim sum and ate obediently, ignoring the strange look of Mo Shenggu winking at him below.

Mo Shenggu is ranked seventh among the Wudang Seven Heroes, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he is very fond of Song Qingshu, his nephew, and especially loves to tease him to change his face—in the words of Mo Qixia, "Obviously he is still a little baby, what are you doing?" Always keep a straight face! Even when the elder brother was young, he was not in such a prudent way."

So I often have to tease Qingshu.

Whether you can see him change his face or not, he never tires of it and enjoys it completely.

Since Song Qingshu couldn't stop him, he let him go.

Left and right Mo Shenggu would never really hurt him because of a joke.

After coming and going, the friendship between the two became better than before, which made Zhang Sanfeng and the other six heroes exclaim in wonder.

With Zhang Sanfeng's hands, Song Qingshu'an was fed a whole plate of snacks while sitting, and while drinking tea to digest food, he heard that the Five Hero Zhang Cuishan petitioned Zhang Sanfeng:

"Master, it's almost noon, how come third brother hasn't come back yet? Disciple, let's go down the mountain to meet him!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in agreement.

At the beginning of the year, the third disciple, Yu Daiyan, was ordered by him to go down the mountain to kill an evil thief.

At that time, he thought that he would be able to return in a month or so at most, but now it has been more than two months, but Yu Daiyan is still nowhere to be seen.

At the end of last month, Zhang Sanfeng did receive a letter from him, saying that it took a lot of time to find the gangster's lair, but fortunately he had killed him a few days ago, and he will return to Wudang soon.

That was the [-]nd of last month.

It has been more than ten days now, and with the temper of the third disciple, it is impossible to miss the itinerary and miss his birthday for no reason.

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

Seeing that Zhang Cuishan, who went out to meet Yu Daiyan at noon, did not return until Youshi, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but feel a little bad.

A moment later, Zhang Cuishan, whose face was covered in blood and sweat, hugged Yu Daiyan, who was covered in blood, and staggered into the hall suddenly.

The author has something to say: This is actually the case when I wrote the foot first.After all, when Brother Chapter 1 asked about it, Qing Shu expressed his reluctance to take it away.

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