[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

However, after the ecstasy was over, Song Yuanqiao returned rationally, and Song Yuanqiao had some doubts about whether what Song Qingshu said was true.

Could it be that this child is talking nonsense just to comfort him as a father?

Thinking of this, he looked at Qingshu with burning eyes: "How did you know that your third uncle's injury was cured?"

Song Qingshu had expected that he would ask this question, so he unhurriedly raised his finger and pointed to the bookshelf by the wall: "From the book."

"……Book?"

Song Yuanqiao was stunned when he heard the words.

Song Qingshu didn't seem to be aware of his abnormality, and still looked serious and naive:

"Uncle Qi found it for me when he went down the mountain a few days ago. I don't know what era the ancient books are, and many of them are damaged and missing. I just happen to be free these days, so I slowly sorted out and picked out some interesting ones to read."

"One of the volumes looks like a medical book. Although it is badly damaged, the remnants are barely identifiable, but there are more than a dozen allegedly very precious prescriptions with different effects."

"Qing Shu is not proficient in medical theory, and he thought that Tai Shifu would be free, so he took the prescriptions in this book and asked his old man for advice."

"If it is useful, there are a few medicinal bath prescriptions for strengthening the muscles and bones. The medicinal materials needed are not rare, and they can be used by my Wudang disciples."

"Whoever wants to ask Grand Master for advice in the future, then..."

Song Qingshu paused at this point.

And he didn't need to say any more, Song Yuanqiao knew that he was talking about Yu Daiyan's serious injury.

With a sigh, he stretched out his hand to grab Qingshu, shook off the robe he hadn't caught before, and covered him:

"Since that's the case, then it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. You and my father and son brought the book and went to find your grand master."

"But..." Song Qingshu hesitated slightly on his face.

Song Yuanqiao knew in his heart that he was worried that those prescriptions would prove useless in the end, and he was afraid that Zhang Sanfeng and others would be happy in vain.

However, the current situation is already like this, Zhang Sanfeng even said before that "If Daiyan dies, the brothers can meet him again", thinking about whether he can save Yu Daiyan's life, he is not completely sure.

In this way, even if there is only a little bit of hope, it should be firmly grasped in your hands-you must know that disappointment is better than regret.

"Don't worry, if what the ancient book says is not true, it's just a broken way. Your grand master and uncle will definitely not lose confidence because of this."

Reaching out to touch his son's head, Song Yuanqiao comforted him softly.

Song Qingshu nodded fiercely, got off the bed, stepped on his shoes, and ran to the bookshelf to get the book.

After getting the book, Song Yuanqiao hugged him in his arms, performed lightness kung fu and flew straight to Zixiao Palace.

The lights of Zixiao Palace had already been turned off at this time, and the little boys guarding the gate all went back to their rooms to rest, there should be no one in the palace.

However, Song Yuanqiao was able to enter the hall with Song Qingshu in his arms, but saw a figure standing in the dark, standing in the middle of the hall, writing something stroke by stroke with his right hand out of thin air.

Song Yuanqiao was shocked:

"Master?"

——but not Zhang Sanfeng, who is it?

Seeing Song Yuanqiao go back and forth, holding Song Qingshu in his arms, who was hastily wrapped in a robe, Zhang Sanfeng also showed some doubts:

"Far Bridge, what is this?"

"Master, the disciple has something to report."

Putting down Song Qingshu in his arms, Song Yuanqiao didn't bother to light the lamp, and simply told Zhang Sanfeng about the medical book in the dark of the room.

Zhang Sanfeng was naturally surprised and delighted when he heard about it, he hurriedly ordered Song Yuanqiao to hold the lamp again, took the medical book from Song Qingshu, and began to study it carefully.

After a while, he put down the medical book and looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to disturb him, his eyes fell on Song Qingshu who was trying to sit upright, but he always sat and started to nod, as if he was about to fall asleep, and felt distressed and funny.

He took off his outer robe lightly, wrapped Song Qingshu up completely, grabbed Song Qingshu with his big hands, and hugged him into his arms.

"If you're sleepy, sleep for a while, it's okay." Song Yuanqiao said in a low voice.

Song Qingshu was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he didn't struggle to evade it. He obediently shrank into Song Yuanqiao's arms, and after a while, leaned against his chest, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After this sleep, he fell asleep for several hours.

When Song Qingshu woke up, he found that he was lying on a soft bed. The furnishings in the room were very familiar. It was Zhang Sanfeng's residence in Zixiao Palace.

The room was empty.

But Song Qingshu was not surprised by this situation.

Guessing that other people must have gone to study that ancient prescription, they temporarily put him in Zhang Sanfeng's room while they were busy.

Song Qingshu got out of bed, walked out of the room and walked to the hall in a familiar way.

As expected, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were both present in the hall, and Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting and Zhang Cuishan, who were supposed to leave early this morning to go to Shaolin and Jiangnan respectively, were also present. Five people gathered around a round table, concentrating What are you paying attention to.

Song Qingshu didn't disturb them either.

He found a chair and sat down, and with a pot of tea that was still warm, he slowly swallowed a small plate of snacks on the table.

And when he finished eating a plate of snacks, the five people who gathered together concentratedly over there finally made a movement.

"This rabbit is alive! Master, look! It's alive!"

Zhang Cuishan's slightly choked voice came first.

Song Qingshu looked around, and saw that the always handsome Fifth Uncle's eyes were red, and the expression on his face seemed rather terrifying.

Fortunately, he is not alone.

Including Song Yuanqiao, all Wudang heroes lost control of their expressions.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, the white beard on his face trembled violently at this moment, and the gleam of joy popped out of his eyes.

"Master, does this mean that this prescription is really effective? When will we use it for Third Senior Brother?"

Yin Liting asked anxiously.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hands when he heard the words, "Don't worry. We have to wait a few more days to see if the rabbit's limbs can fully recover."

That being said, the dying rabbit on the round table whose limbs had been pinched off, took the pill that Zhang Sanfeng made overnight according to the prescription, and immediately recovered its vitality. The loss of the previous night was sad.

A boy was summoned from outside the hall and told him to take care of the rabbit, Zhang Sanfeng and the others dispersed, and then they found Song Qingshu sitting beside them quietly waiting for them.

Before Zhang Sanfeng could say anything, Zhang Cuishan had already approached him, lifted Song Qingshu high, and bumped it vigorously in mid-air:

"Qingshu! Good nephew! You've done a great job this time!"

As he spoke, he burst out laughing.

Song Qing, who was thrown away from time to time, looked down at him expressionlessly.

In the end, Zhang Songxi couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed Song Qingshu with his hands and put him down safely, then turned his head and reprimanded lightly: "Fifth brother, please restrain yourself, don't bluff Qingshu again."

Zhang Cuishan was also depressed for the first time, and at the moment when he was the most excited, he turned his head and saw Song Qingshu, who worked the hardest, and felt a little forgetful for a moment.

At this time, after being taught a lesson by Zhang Songxi, he just came to his senses and approached Song Qingshu with a smirk:

"Qingshu don't annoy me, Uncle Wu is also happy for a while."

Song Qingshu is just a little doll in the eyes of others. Besides, over the years, he has gotten used to being hugged and coddled and pampered like a doll. Naturally, he won't be annoyed by Zhang Cuishan's forgetfulness. , and immediately shook his head to show that it was okay.

Seeing that Zhang Cuishan breathed a sigh of relief, Song Qingshu turned his gaze to Zhang Sanfeng who was standing beside him with a smile:

"Great Master, Fifth Uncle's actions... Could it be that the prescription really works?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly with a smile, the melancholy and grief of last night had disappeared from his expression:

"Saving your life is not a problem, but whether the elixir can continue to heal the broken tendons and bones, so that your third uncle's limbs and joints can return to their original state, it will take a few more days to see the result."

Song Qingshu looked happy when he heard the words, nodded his head, and stopped asking any more questions.

But in this way, Song Yuanqiao and the other four, who were concerned about Yu Daiyan's injury and wanted to see him recover safely before leaving, couldn't make it to their original travel plan.

Fortunately, no matter whether he went to Shaolin to discuss matters or went to Jiangnan to inquire, it was urgent under the premise that Yu Daiyan was seriously injured. If Yu Daiyan recovered from his injury, then there is room for turning around these two matters, and there is no rush.

In this way, Song Yuanqiao and the others postponed their steps down the mountain, and concentrated on waiting for the results of Zhang Sanfeng's drug test.

Three days later.

Seeing with my own eyes that the rabbit whose limbs had been pinched squatted up again, its hind legs jumped vigorously and its front legs switched flexibly, even Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were slightly red, and he was still unconscious when he came down to Yu Dai's rock bed surrounded by his disciples The third disciple, who was still awake, couldn't help thinking, now it seems that it is a good thing that Dai Yan has not woken up yet, at least he doesn't have to face the bad news that he has been paralyzed as soon as he wakes up.

He didn't hesitate at the moment, just took out the elixir and hydrated it, carefully applied the elixir on Yu Daiyan's injured limbs, took another pill and put it into his throat to help him swallow, Zhang Sanfeng stood up, Fang felt it was convenient Just such a few simple movements made me sweat profusely.

Fortunately, after taking the elixir, Yu Daiyan's brows that were tightly frowned even in a coma relaxed a little, and his face was no longer gray and lifeless as before.

Everyone stayed in front of the bed for another two days.

At noon on the third day, Yu Daiyan, who had been in a coma for six days, finally opened his eyes.

When Yu Daiyan woke up, the senior brothers naturally hugged each other and cried happily.

Before he passed out, Yu Daiyan, who thought that he was already in danger, had a lot of emotions, as did Song Yuanqiao and others who had been worrying about his injury for a long time.

Fortunately, Yu Daiyan's injuries are no longer serious, and he will be back to normal after a few days of care.

So, it's time to get down to business.

I heard from Yu Daiyan how he was caught in the plot, and I deeply felt that there are many hidden secrets in it. Although the brothers have just reunited, it is not the time for children to love each other, so the next morning, Song Yuanqiao and the others followed Zhang Sanfeng's previous instructions , set off for Shaolin and Jiangnan respectively.

Unexpectedly, when I went down the mountain, another accident happened...

A few days later, Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu, who had set off for Jiangnan earlier, successfully completed the task assigned by Zhang Sanfeng, and protected the Longmen Escort Bureau from all ages until Du Dajin and other bodyguards returned, and returned to Wudang after handing over to them .

However, Zhang Cuishan, who had no contact with them during this period and arrived in the south of the Yangtze River within a few days of everyone's expectation, had not yet returned to the mountain.

Not only that.

In the following time, Zhang Cuishan also had no news at all, as if the world had evaporated, and he disappeared.

It is ten years in a blink of an eye.

And Song Qingshu has also grown from a boy with long hair carved in powder and jade to a handsome young man with extraordinary elegance.

The author has something to say: Jinjiang on my side collapsed last night, and I have been unable to open the webpage. I got up this morning and tried it, but I still can’t open it. I struggled to save the manuscript with my mobile phone. , If you think the typesetting is strange, you can only wait for Jinjiang to return to normal before modifying it... Tired QAQ

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