Chapter 64: Do you think I am dead when you use Wudang Successor?
"Yang Xue?"
Song Qingshu didn't expect that Grand Master would ask about Yang Xue. As for the hidden martial arts, he had already guessed it before.
"Yes." Zhang Sanfeng smiled.
When Song Qingshu saw his master asking this, he told him about his previous meeting with Yang Xue.
He didn't say anything about the final ten-year appointment.
Yang Xue's ten-year agreement was obviously deliberately hidden, and he discovered it himself.
"Swordsmanship?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.
"Yes." Song Qingshu explained: "That sword technique has many similarities with the twenty-four character technique you deduced by Grand Master."
There was a look of deepness in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, flashed by, and he spoke with a smile.
"Show it to Master Tai."
"Okay." Song Qingshu stood up and walked to the open space and started practicing.
He is now very proficient in the swordsmanship taught by Yang Xue and has a good understanding of it.
But there is still something wrong with it.
It would be great to get guidance from the Grand Master now.
On the deck, Song Qingshu's sword moves were light, fast and erratic.
The long sword in his hand changes flexibly, and his body shape and sword moves are elusive.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu who was practicing in front of him, and his eyes changed.
Song Qingshu's figure unknowingly overlapped with the figure of a senior.
so similar.
This is the shadow of Jade Girl Su Xin Sword!
Condor Hero!
The Condor Hero had taught him back then, and he had seen this swordsmanship before.
Zhang Sanfeng saw a lot from Song Qingshu's drill. Although it lacked some things, the core was correct.
After a while, Song Qingshu finished the drill and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master Tai, do you have any questions?"
"Good understanding." Zhang Sanfeng smiled and waved his hand for Song Qingshu to sit down.
Song Qingshu looked at the Grand Master with some doubts.
Good understanding?
this?
He wanted Taishifu to give some advice.
"Master, I feel like there is something missing."
"Internal strength." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly: "This swordsmanship is very profound. To draw and move the sword requires internal strength to support it."
"Your internal strength is somewhat lacking, so you feel a little unsmooth."
"Just slow down."
Song Qingshu pondered and began to think back.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't make a sound, but looked at Song Qingshu quietly.
He saw many things from the swordsmanship.
Jade Girl Su Xin Sword, this is a two-person sword technique.
Song Qingshu, Yang Xue...
He was certain that the relationship between Song Qingshu and Yang Xue was not that simple.
There was a sigh in my heart.
After a long time, Song Qingshu suddenly woke up and looked at the Grand Master with great excitement.
"Master Tai, let me try again."
"Go." Zhang Sanfeng nodded.
This time Song Qingshu's sword moves were much slower than before. Some places were faster and some were slower.
The areas that felt unsmooth before are obviously much smoother.
He understood at this moment, no wonder he felt something was wrong before.
"Master, I understand." Song Qingshu looked excited after finishing the practice.
He is sure that as long as his internal strength improves, his strength will increase a lot.
Later, Song Qingshu asked some questions about martial arts and cultivation issues.
Zhang Sanfeng waited for Song Qingshu at the foot of the mountain just to give him some advice.
Now Song Qingshu’s doubts are answered one by one.
He was very pleased with Song Qingshu's improvement in strength.
But I was relieved and a little worried at the same time.
too fast.
Song Qingshu grew up too fast.
When people reach a certain level of strength, they will be exposed to certain things, and Song Qingshu's character is not suitable for that.
Night falls.
Zhang Sanfeng returned to his room, passed letters one by one, and stood at the window meditating for a long time.
Then he spoke slowly.
"Wang He, ask Qingshu to come over."
"Yes, Grand Master." Wang He responded outside the door.
After a while, Song Qingshu came over quickly. He was practicing when he heard Wang He's message and ran over quickly.
"Master." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully.
Zhang Sanfeng stood at the window and did not look at Song Qingshu, but looked outside, and a deep voice sounded.
"Do you remember what you asked before?"
"Hidden martial arts?"
"Qing Shu... do you want to know about the Yang family and the people hidden in the martial arts world?"
Hearing this, Song Qingshu's body tensed up and his heart was shocked.
The voice of Grand Master...
He has followed the Grand Master since he was a child, and has never heard the Grand Master speak in such a serious and cautious tone.
The Grand Master asked what this meant.
Let him know?
Master Sandu said that this time it was very secret, and very few people knew about it.
Neither his father nor Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin knew about it.
"Master, I don't want to!" Song Qingshu took a deep breath and spoke firmly.
The room fell into silence for a long time.
Zhang Sanfeng just looked at the window, and Song Qingshu waited quietly.
After a long time, Zhang Sanfeng's calm voice sounded.
"Go ahead."
"Master Tai knows."
"Grand Master..." Song Qingshu wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master Tai knows."
"Go ahead."
Song Qingshu stood looking at the Grand Master's figure for a long time, then bowed slightly and walked out.
On the deck, the river wind blew in his face, Song Qingshu stood there motionless, his eyes struggling.
He knew what the Grand Master meant by what he just said.
If he chooses to know the secrets of the Yang family, it means that he is likely to be involved in it in the future.
He respects that group of people and admires that group of people.
But that doesn't mean he wants to be that person.
He doesn't have that consciousness!
His thoughts have always been simple, just live freely and carefree.
He doesn't want to bear too much, just hold on to Wudang!
Prevent the tragedies of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, the fifth uncle, and then cure Yu Daiyan, the third uncle.
After the Battle of Guangmingding, his father and others were prevented from being trapped by Zhao Min and Zhao Min's army was pressed into Wudang.
Finally, he let all the masters and uncles enjoy their old age in peace.
That's enough.
Too much, he didn't want to.
"Master, I'm sorry!" Song Qingshu turned to the cabin and saluted slightly.
He really doesn't have this awareness.
At least, now he doesn't.
That night, Song Qingshu tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He didn't know what the Grand Master would think of his decision.
disappointment? Do you think he is irresponsible?
Or something else?
he does not know……
At the age of 100, Taishifu is still guarding the martial arts world and the Yuan Dynasty royal family.
And he... refused directly!
Refuse so simply!
Zhang Sanfeng stood at the window and looked at the dark night sky for a long time.
"It's okay not to know."
"Some things have to end in our generation."
"The Wudang Descendants are also moving, do you really think I'm dead?"
Ever since he received the letter from Song Qingshu to Wudang, he had no intention of just talking to the royal family.
Everything depends on strength, and they will understand if they cripple some people.
He asked Song Qingshu because he respected Song Qingshu's choice.
If Song Qingshu chooses to know the hidden Jianghu affairs, he will take Song Qingshu there.
Song Qingshu chose not to know, so he would resist everything and end it all before he died.
Early next morning.
When Song Qingshu came out, Zhang Sanfeng was standing on the deck doing Wudang fists.
Seeing Song Qingshu showing a kind smile.
"Come, come with Grand Master."
"I haven't taken you to morning exercises for some days."
"Grand Master..." Song Qingshu's heart trembled as he looked at Grand Master's kind smile.
The master didn't blame him.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's struggling eyes and nodded slightly.
Song Qingshu quickly ran over and started doing morning exercises with Grand Master.
In the next few days, Song Qingshu not only asked the Grand Master about cultivation issues, but also followed the Grand Master for morning exercises.
Except for the first time he asked Song Qingshu, Zhang Sanfeng never mentioned the Jianghu concealment.
It's like nothing happened.
Such peaceful days lasted until the end of the 9th day.
On this day, Song Qingshu followed Zhang Sanfeng in morning exercise, and the morning exercise ended.
Zhang Sanfeng patted Song Qingshu and said, "It's time for you to go."
"Everything has a great master."
"Don't think too much."
"Grand Master, aren't you going back to Wudang?" Song Qingshu was suddenly startled.
He always thought that the Grand Master was just sending a message to Yuanshi Feige to talk.
It now appears that he was wrong.
Is this a meeting?
Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly: "Go."
When Song Qingshu saw that his master didn't want to say anything, he bowed slightly, but the people from Wudang had already put down the boat.
Song Qingshu sat in the boat and headed towards the ferry in the distance.
He kept looking at the Grand Master standing on the bow of the boat.
He had seen this figure for countless years, but this time, for some reason, he felt sad.
There is no one in Wudang!
There is no one in the Central Plains!
At the age of 100, I still have to run around!
"Did I make the wrong choice?"
Song Qingshu asked himself in his heart, am I selfish?
Don’t have responsibility in your heart?
Don’t have righteousness in your heart?
he does not know.
He is very confused now.
Song Qingshu sat quietly in the teahouse next to the ferry. He thought for a long time, but still had no answer.
What can I do?
He can't do anything. His strength has indeed improved very quickly, but it's still too bad.
After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Son..."
Song Qingshu woke up from his meditation and looked at Qi Mu and the group of people around him with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Why are you here?"
Qi Mu laughed: "Why are we here?"
"Young Master asked us to wait for you, so we will wait for you."
"Young Master got on Wudang's ship, and we followed him the whole time."
"We will come as soon as the young master disembarks from the boat."
Others echoed.
"Yes, we have been following."
"Sir, where are we going now?"
"..."
Song Qingshu looked at everyone and laughed: "Let's come together."
"It's good to have company along the way."
"Walk!"
Everyone mounted their horses and left.
Qi Mu and the other twelve people were originally planning to follow Song Qingshu, so they followed directly without asking about their destination.
On the horse, Qi Mu asked curiously: "Sir, what were you thinking about before?"
"We watched you for a long time."
Song Qingshu smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just feel that my strength is a bit lacking."
"Uh..." Qi Mu and the people around him were stunned for a while.
Poor strength?
Is the young master still weak?
How old is the young master?
Qi Mu smiled and said: "Young master is now famous all over the world, and he will definitely be a first-class master in a few years."
"You can't rush things in martial arts."
Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and laughed.
"right."
"Lao Qi, you are right!"
He himself had turned a corner before, even if he knew what Jiang Hu was hiding, nothing could be changed.
What's the use of his strength?
Strength is fundamental.
Let’s talk about what happens next.
At least the strength becomes stronger.
Let’s deal with the matter at hand now.
When various sects were sent to the Western Region, he informed Yang Xue and Wulin to hide the group of people and heal the third uncle's injuries.
"drive……"
"drive……"
Song Qingshu tightened the reins, and the previous decadence was gone.
Qi Mu and others laughed when they saw Song Qingshu regaining his previous high spirits.
Chased him.
"drive……"
"drive……"
"..."
Night time.
Everyone was resting in a forest. Qi Mu received a message from the Sky Eagle Sect and quickly handed it to Song Qingshu.
"Sir, there are results from Shaolin."
Song Qingshu took it and checked it, his eyes focused.
He roughly guessed it, but there were also changes.
Sixteen people from the Shaolin Temple generation were expelled, including Cheng Kun's hidden identity, Yuan Zhen.
The whole world is looking for these people, and their portraits are everywhere.
The time to set out for the Western Region is three months later, during the Kunlun faction's turn.
Change is Wu-Tang!
All other sects have to escort injured disciples, but Wudang does not.
So his father, second uncle, fourth uncle, and sixth uncle went to Niujiao Mountain together!
Where is the news about the Mingjiao Tianzi Sect and the traces of Yang Xiao?
They want to find Ji Xiaofu!
There are only two major events in Wudang.
One is the injury of the third uncle, and the other is the fiancée of the sixth uncle Yin Liting, Ji Xiaofu!
Now that the third uncle's matter has been found, all he needs to do is set off to the Western Regions.
Now, Wudang's goal is to solve Ji Xiaofu's matter and fulfill Uncle Liu's wish.
"Yang Xiao!"
"Yang Xiao!!"
Song Qingshu kept talking and looked at Qi Mu: "Is this news accurate?"
"Yang Xiao's?"
Qi Mu nodded: "There must be no problem with the news. Someone from the Sky Eagle Sect has seen it with his own eyes."
"Because of the cooperation between Hong Maple Forest and Mingjiao, our relationship has improved a lot."
"This can't be wrong."
Song Qingshu thought deeply, Yang Xiao was really powerful.
Father, have you ever been beaten by your second uncle?
Although he saw the strength of his father and second uncle in Shaolin before, he still felt that it was not enough.
Mainly because my grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King, showed great strength.
It was so easy to win against the master of emptiness.
Yang Xiao and his grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King, were brothers.
Wudang can’t do it!
If the time had changed, it would have been okay to hit him, but he would have been injured at most, and Yang Xiao might not have been able to kill him.
Yang Xiao is a very arrogant person, as you can see when he was so angry with his senior brother Gu Hongzi.
Not at this time. If he gets injured, he will be in big trouble when he goes to the Western Region.
The Western Region is not as simple as the various sects think.
Even if Wudang is injured, he will not miss the trip to the Western Regions. After all, this is the revenge of his third uncle Yu Daiyan, which has been weighing on the hearts of the Wudang Seven Heroes for countless years.
"Can't meet."
"Absolutely no meeting."
"How to stop it."
Song Qingshu leaned aside and began to ponder. This problem was a bit troublesome.
He rarely sent a message to Wudang saying that Wudang could not defeat Yang Xiao? Isn't this sick?
In martial arts, no one knows who will win or lose unless they fight.
What's more, the second uncle, father, Wudang is not an ordinary person.
Who is not proud yet?