[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Song Qingshu let go of the long sword, and with a muffled "poof", the tip of the sword sank into the opponent's shoulder.

The person who was stabbed was wearing a Mongolian military uniform, and was holding an eight or nine-year-old boy in his arms. He was stabbed in the shoulder by Song Qingshu's sword, and the hand covering the boy's mouth couldn't help but loosen.

"Daddy! Mommy!"

The boy struggled to scream.

The sound came into the hall, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were happy at the same time.

"Wuji! But Wuji?"

The husband and wife both jumped out of the long window, and saw Song Qingshu draw a sword out with one hand, grab the boy's shoulder with the other hand, and snatch him away from the man dressed as a Mongolian soldier!

"Worryless!"

Yin Susu had been thinking about her son for a long time, at this moment when she suddenly saw that he had returned unharmed, she couldn't care less about other things when she was so excited, she rushed over and hugged him into her arms.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the opportunity to let go of the boy in his hand, and side by side with the rushing Zhang Cuishan, he faced the man who presumably had kidnapped Zhang Wuji.

Soon Zhang Sanfeng and the other six heroes also filed out of the hall, the man saw that the situation was over, he immediately wanted to use Qing Gong to escape to the outside.

However, Song Qingshu and Zhang Cuishan had been on guard against this for a long time. As soon as he made a move, he was stopped by the two together. The long sword in Song Qingshu's hand almost pierced his other shoulder!

He couldn't get away, Zhang Sanfeng and others had already approached, the man had no choice but to be restrained by Zhang Sanfeng's acupoints, and Mo Shenggu and Yu Daiyan escorted him into the hall.

There was silence in the hall.

The influence of Song Qingshu's defeat of the three great monks in the mountains and forests with one enemy and three forces before has yet to dissipate. Everyone knows that Wudang has now won the competition, and even Shaolin has suffered a big loss. What are you asking for?

Even if he wanted to use righteousness to suppress people, he had to stand up to the word "reason" - he said that he wanted to seek justice from that villain Xie Xun, but who knew that in the end, it was for the dragon sword?

But if they were to let them go and disperse separately, they would still be unwilling.

Gein missed today's great opportunity, and in the future he will find a reasonable time to gather such a complete manpower and gather forces to suppress Wudang, but it will never be possible.

While everyone was hesitating, they saw Zhang Sanfeng and others going and returning, Zhang Wuxia and his wife were holding a strange boy, Yu Sanxia and Mo Qixia were escorting a 50-year-old man with high nose and deep eyes who seemed to be from the Western Regions, A man still wearing a Mongolian military uniform entered the temple.

Standing in the hall, Zhang Sanfeng said loudly: "Everyone has come from afar, Wudang should do its best to entertain you, but now there are some urgent household matters, so I won't keep you here. If I'm rude, I hope Haihan."

As soon as this remark came out, many people opened their mouths, but they didn't know how to refute it—since Daoist Zhang said it was a housework matter, outsiders like them didn't have any winks anymore, and they didn't want to mess around and want to get involved Bar?

What's more, didn't you see that the three monks from Shaolin had already stood up and bid farewell to Daoist Zhang?The leader is about to leave, so what's the use of the rest of the mob?

For a moment, no matter how unwilling they were, everyone could only stand up and say goodbye.

After a while, only Wudang people were left in the hall.

Zhang Cuishan called Zhang Wuji to order him to salute Zhang Sanfeng, and met the other six heroes and Song Qingshu one by one, then he took him into his arms and asked him carefully how he suffered after being captured.

Zhang Wuji said: "Father, don't worry, he just slaps me a few times, Wuji can bear it."

Having said that, his little face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear. It was obvious that the slaps he received were not as easy to endure as he said, on the contrary, they must have left him with extreme pain. memory.

Yin Susu hugged him immediately, tried her best to hold back her tears, and said with a forced smile, "Good boy. Don't be afraid, now he can't hurt you anymore."

Zhang Wuji nodded obediently.

At this time, the man who was restrained and unable to move was laughing, the laughter was full of malice, and everyone couldn't help frowning.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Shenggu glared at him and asked in an evil voice.

The man didn't answer, but only raised his eyelids to look at him, with a bright evil look in his eyes.

Mo Shenggu was furious when he saw him, and was about to explode when he heard Yin Susu exclaim:

"Worryless!"

Turning his head to look, he saw that Zhang Wuji had passed out in Yin Susu's arms!

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Zhang Wuji was placed in Zhang Sanfeng's room in Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, everyone knew that he was hit by Xuanming God's palm, and the cold and poisonous energy entered his body, Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang Seven Heroes had to take turns to heal his wounds with internal force in order to save his life.

Originally, Song Qingshu's inner strength was strong, so he should be among those who healed his wounds. However, during the healing process, everyone must take care of him from time to time, and at least have to sleep constantly, and at the same time, they must not be disturbed by others.

However, one person had to be left to take charge of all affairs in the Wudang sect, so Song Qingshu was driven out by Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Sanfeng, and took the responsibility of comforting the anxious Yin Susu by the way.

Because the process of healing had to take off the clothes and skin-to-skin contact, even though Yin Susu was Zhang Cuishan's wife, it was inconvenient for her to stay by her side.

Unable to personally take care of her seriously injured son, she was naturally very depressed, and stood outside Zhang Sanfeng's door, weeping endlessly.

Song Qingshu was not good at comforting women, so in desperation he had to invite his mother, and listened to her soft words to comfort Yin Susu for a long time, and finally the two of them sent Yin Susu, who was still worried but calmed down, back to the room.

Song Qingshu personally sent his mother away again, and then summoned Xiaodaotong to let them clean up the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

He himself stood guard outside Zhang Sanfeng's gate, and waited until night fell, then he gave a salute, turned and left.

After entering his small courtyard and turning around to close the courtyard door, Song Qingshu's originally slightly worried expression was slowly replaced by a trace of surprise.

——I didn't expect that his junior brother Wuji would be endowed with such luck, he could be called the son of luck!

No wonder he didn't open his spiritual sense to investigate at that time, but he could feel the presence of someone outside the hall. It turned out that Zhang Wuji's huge luck caught his attention.

The reason why Song Qingshu felt quite surprised was because Zhang Wuji's head was rolling with luck, and from a distance, it had already formed a thick brocade cloud the size of Zhang Xu!

Such luck is extremely rare among cultivators in the Golden Core realm. Now that Zhang Wuji is no more than a mortal boy in the small world, how can he not surprise Song Qingshu with such a degree of luck?

"It's a pity that people in this world only focus on martial arts, but they don't have the tradition of cultivation." Song Qingshu sighed secretly.

Otherwise, with Zhang Wuji's luck, at least Nascent Soul is expected.

But since he has such luck, there is no need to worry about his injuries.

It is absolutely impossible for the "son of luck" in one world to lose his life because of such a small injury.

Therefore, in the following days, Song Qingshu behaved very calmly.

Going to wait in front of Zhang Sanfeng's gate every day, there should be a little bit of care and care, but the whole person is calm and full of strong confidence.

This performance not only won the praise of Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others, but Yin Susu, who was worried, gradually stabilized her mind because of his calm and calm posture. Looking worry-free, she didn't cry anymore, she just hugged him and felt sorry for him.

Although Zhang Wuji's life was finally saved by continuous exercise and healing for several days, the insidious poison spread all over the body's meridians and could not be eradicated after all, but in just a few days, he became haggard and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Sanfeng and the others felt sorry for him being tortured day and night at such a young age. It was already late spring in April, but he often had to huddle in the room and light a brazier, not daring to go out easily, so they asked Song Qingshu to let him take care of him often, so that Zhang Wuji would not be spared Alone and lonely.

But Zhang Sanfeng, Qixia and others were busy looking for a panacea for Zhang Wuji, and interrogating the man who had injured Zhang Wuji captured that day.

Song Qingshu didn't dislike Tai Shifu and his father's entrustment.

For one thing, the daytime is not his time for cultivation, so reading in his own yard is not much different from reading in Zhang Wuji's room.

Secondly, he was also somewhat interested in Zhang Wuji, the "son of luck", and now that he had an open and honest reason to get in close contact with him, it would be good to take the opportunity to observe him.

So Song Qingshu packed up some quack scripts and took them to Zhang Wuji's room to read to him every day.

At first Zhang Wuji was a little strange and afraid of this expressionless and cold-tempered senior brother, but after a few days of getting along with him, he saw that Song Qingshu was very patient and thoughtful with him even though he kept his face cold, so he interrupted his study and pestered him. He didn't get annoyed when he asked some things about the Wudang sect, he just answered them one by one for himself, so he became closer to him day by day.

He grew up on Binghuo Island since he was a child, and he has never played with his peers, but within a few days, he regards Song Qingshu as his dear brother. Every day, Qingshu's elder brother Changqingshu's elder brother is short, but he was corrected "call me Senior Brother Song, or Senior Brother Qingshu" didn't take it to heart at all, acting like a childish child.

The elders were happy to see the results, they smiled and watched the two children get along with each other every day, and even the sadness and depression that had been caused by Zhang Wuji's cold poison that could not be cured seemed to dissipate a lot.

After a few days like this, on this day, Song Qingshu had just finished reading a book of stories to Zhang Wuji, and the two were about to share lunch, when a little boy shouted hurriedly outside the door:

"Senior Brother Song! It's not good! Someone broke into the temple and started a fight with Second Senior Uncle!"

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The map will be changed soon~ After sending Zhang Wuji to Butterfly Valley, it is time for Song Shaoxia to go down the mountain to practice. The city lord has been waiting for a long time, and we will set off to find (bubble) you!Wait for us (ゝω·)~☆