Chapter 1928
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Early the next morning, song Qingshu got up early and secretly supervised the preparations for the ceremony with song Yuanqiao and others. Zhang Sanfeng, a semi immortal, was warned again yesterday. He was on guard. No one thought that he would be hurt. As for song Yuanqiao and others, although they were not weak in martial arts, they were not rivals of the master level experts, so he took care of them just in case.
However, everything was calm and no accident happened, which made song Qingshu think that he was worried too much.
Until the ceremony was about to start, suddenly a little Taoist came to him with an anonymous letter in his hand.
"For me?" Song Qingshu is a little puzzled. He can't think of anyone who will send a letter to him. He has many intelligence agencies under his command, such as the wuhumen of Sang Feihong, the brothel of he Tieshou, the Golden Snake camp of ah Jiu, the palace of king Qi under Ren Yingying, the sticky pole of the Qing Dynasty, the huanyiyuan of the Jin Kingdom, the tiyinsi of the Liao Kingdom, and even the Ruan family of Sichuan, Never send a letter to yourself like this.
"Yes, the messenger named me to give it to you." The child replied.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart. He quickly opened the envelope. He just felt that there should be only the weight of a piece of writing paper in it. There was no way to set up any mechanism, and even if he was poisoned, he was not afraid. Now he has been invincible.
Song Yuanqiao and others noticed that his face changed greatly. They couldn't help coming over: "what's the matter?"
Song Qingshu gave her letters to them with a look of iron. They read: "your woman is in our hands. Take ten thousand gold to Town God's Temple."
Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked: "is something wrong with Bijun?"
"I'll see." As soon as song Qingshu's figure flashed, he carried his lightness skills to his room. At the same time, he was greatly annoyed. He only wanted to defend for Wudang sect, but he didn't take care of the people around him. It seems that Shen Bijun has mostly fallen into their hands.
As expected, the room was already empty, and the front of the dresser was a little messy. It was obvious that Shen Bijun was forced to take away when he was making up.
"How's it going?" Song Yuanqiao and others rushed with him, and even Zhang Sanfeng came after hearing the news.
Song Qingshu said: "it seems that Bi Jun has been in their hands."
Song Yuanqiao said angrily, "who dares to commit murder in Wudang Mountain?"
Zhang Songxi was also puzzled: "Miss Shen is a lady of a big family. She doesn't go out of the gate on weekdays. I don't think she has any enemies. Why did anyone find her?"
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I think some people think I'm in the way here. They intend to transfer me away from Wudang Mountain."
Zhang Sanfeng was startled: "is it true that, as Qingshu said, someone is going to target Wudang school today?"
Song Qingshu said hatefully: "although I know he is a Tiaohu from the mountain, I can't help him. Taishifu, you martial uncles, I'll go down the mountain. Be careful."
Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice, "we'll go with you."
Song Qingshu quickly refused: "how can this work? Second martial uncle, you are about to take over the leadership of Wudang. How can you ruin your business because of my private affairs?"
Seeing that he had to persuade him again, song Qingshu said, "don't worry. My martial arts are more than enough to save people. Moreover, my lightness skill makes it more convenient to act alone."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "yes, no one could embarrass him with his martial arts."
Seeing that the master said so, Yu Lianzhou and others could not persuade him any more. They could only tell him to be careful.
Song Qingshu also said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Tai Shifu, the enemy's move is obviously to divert the tiger from the mountain. There will be great changes on Wudang Mountain later. You must be careful."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "don't worry about it. Although Wudang sect is not a tiger's den, it's not easy for people to succeed."
When song Qingshu thought about it, he didn't talk about it any more. He directly carried his lightness skills down the mountain. Looking at his back, Yin Liting couldn't help sighing: "Qingshu's martial arts are really unfathomable today."
The others nodded. Song Yuanqiao could not help but feel proud. He just thought that his daughter-in-law's life and death were uncertain, and his heart became heavy again.
It can be said that song Qingshu used his lightness skill to the extreme when he drove down the mountain. The disciples of Wudang Mountain could only feel a breeze on their face. When they turned back, they had disappeared without a trace, and they didn't realize that someone was passing by.
"There are Wudang disciples guarding along the way. How could it be so easy for outsiders to go up the mountain and rob Bijun? Most of them are people who have been on the mountain before, but they don't know which one of the five temples." Song Qingshu's thoughts are like electricity, and his heart is cold. His wife and children are seldom harmed by the hatred in the river and lake, because everyone knows that once the opening is opened, his wife and children will not escape from each other's hands. Now the other party openly attacks Shen Bijun. When he finds out who is behind the scenes, he will regret coming to the world.
Along the way, finally, he arrived at the town of Town God's Temple. The temple had been abandoned for a long time, and there was half a person's shadow. In the song and Qing Dynasty, the anger of the book became more and more fierce. But he also understood that if the other side was to set the tiger off the mountain, how could he easily save himself? Now it's obvious that he's going to let him look around like a headless fly. It's too late to go back to Wudang Mountain.
"Think I can't get a needle in a haystack?" Song Qingshu's Qi sinks into the elixir field, then spreads to the four limbs, and finally moves to the chest with a unique rhythm.
"Bijun, where are you?"
"Bijun, where are you?"
"Bijun, where are you?"
In the next moment, all the people raised their heads and heard the strange call coming from the air. They were puzzled one by one. Many people could not help rubbing their ears as if they had hallucinations.
On Wudang Mountain, the ceremony has already begun. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng is about to put the purple gold crown representing the leader of Wudang on Yu Lianzhou's head. Suddenly, the voice of song Qingshu comes from the surrounding air.
The whole Zixiao palace was in an uproar. Originally, all the people who were present were masters of Taoism. They had already been in a very strong state of mind. They would never be so rude. But when they heard this kind of work, they were not calm.
"What kind of kungfu is it that the sound can spread so far?"
"It's like song Qingshu's voice?"
"I've heard that the king of the Golden Snake's martial arts is peerless, but now it's really extraordinary."
"Who is bi Jun in his mouth?"
……
The four swordsmen of Wudang looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. We've practiced for decades, but we're not as good as Qingshu. In the future, we'll never have the face to be an elder in front of him."
Zhang Sanfeng has seen a lot and thought deeply. He has heard for a long time that the Xiaoyao sect has a great method of transmitting sound and searching the soul, which can search the enemy's whereabouts within a hundred miles. Before, it was supposed to spread false information. He didn't expect that there was such a magic skill in the world.
At this time, the whole Zixiao palace suddenly darkened, and everyone turned around in a daze. All of a sudden, the light of those oil lamps on the top was only the size of soybeans, and it was getting smaller and smaller.
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Early the next morning, song Qingshu got up early and secretly supervised the preparations for the ceremony with song Yuanqiao and others. Zhang Sanfeng, a semi immortal, was warned again yesterday. He was on guard. No one thought that he would be hurt. As for song Yuanqiao and others, although they were not weak in martial arts, they were not rivals of the master level experts, so he took care of them just in case.
However, everything was calm and no accident happened, which made song Qingshu think that he was worried too much.
Until the ceremony was about to start, suddenly a little Taoist came to him with an anonymous letter in his hand.
"For me?" Song Qingshu is a little puzzled. He can't think of anyone who will send a letter to him. He has many intelligence agencies under his command, such as the wuhumen of Sang Feihong, the brothel of he Tieshou, the Golden Snake camp of ah Jiu, the palace of king Qi under Ren Yingying, the sticky pole of the Qing Dynasty, the huanyiyuan of the Jin Kingdom, the tiyinsi of the Liao Kingdom, and even the Ruan family of Sichuan, Never send a letter to yourself like this.
"Yes, the messenger named me to give it to you." The child replied.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart. He quickly opened the envelope. He just felt that there should be only the weight of a piece of writing paper in it. There was no way to set up any mechanism, and even if he was poisoned, he was not afraid. Now he has been invincible.
Song Yuanqiao and others noticed that his face changed greatly. They couldn't help coming over: "what's the matter?"
Song Qingshu gave her letters to them with a look of iron. They read: "your woman is in our hands. Take ten thousand gold to Town God's Temple."
Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked: "is something wrong with Bijun?"
"I'll see." As soon as song Qingshu's figure flashed, he carried his lightness skills to his room. At the same time, he was greatly annoyed. He only wanted to defend for Wudang sect, but he didn't take care of the people around him. It seems that Shen Bijun has mostly fallen into their hands.
As expected, the room was already empty, and the front of the dresser was a little messy. It was obvious that Shen Bijun was forced to take away when he was making up.
"How's it going?" Song Yuanqiao and others rushed with him, and even Zhang Sanfeng came after hearing the news.
Song Qingshu said: "it seems that Bi Jun has been in their hands."
Song Yuanqiao said angrily, "who dares to commit murder in Wudang Mountain?"
Zhang Songxi was also puzzled: "Miss Shen is a lady of a big family. She doesn't go out of the gate on weekdays. I don't think she has any enemies. Why did anyone find her?"
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I think some people think I'm in the way here. They intend to transfer me away from Wudang Mountain."
Zhang Sanfeng was startled: "is it true that, as Qingshu said, someone is going to target Wudang school today?"
Song Qingshu said hatefully: "although I know he is a Tiaohu from the mountain, I can't help him. Taishifu, you martial uncles, I'll go down the mountain. Be careful."
Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice, "we'll go with you."
Song Qingshu quickly refused: "how can this work? Second martial uncle, you are about to take over the leadership of Wudang. How can you ruin your business because of my private affairs?"
Seeing that he had to persuade him again, song Qingshu said, "don't worry. My martial arts are more than enough to save people. Moreover, my lightness skill makes it more convenient to act alone."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "yes, no one could embarrass him with his martial arts."
Seeing that the master said so, Yu Lianzhou and others could not persuade him any more. They could only tell him to be careful.
Song Qingshu also said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Tai Shifu, the enemy's move is obviously to divert the tiger from the mountain. There will be great changes on Wudang Mountain later. You must be careful."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "don't worry about it. Although Wudang sect is not a tiger's den, it's not easy for people to succeed."
When song Qingshu thought about it, he didn't talk about it any more. He directly carried his lightness skills down the mountain. Looking at his back, Yin Liting couldn't help sighing: "Qingshu's martial arts are really unfathomable today."
The others nodded. Song Yuanqiao could not help but feel proud. He just thought that his daughter-in-law's life and death were uncertain, and his heart became heavy again.
It can be said that song Qingshu used his lightness skill to the extreme when he drove down the mountain. The disciples of Wudang Mountain could only feel a breeze on their face. When they turned back, they had disappeared without a trace, and they didn't realize that someone was passing by.
"There are Wudang disciples guarding along the way. How could it be so easy for outsiders to go up the mountain and rob Bijun? Most of them are people who have been on the mountain before, but they don't know which one of the five temples." Song Qingshu's thoughts are like electricity, and his heart is cold. His wife and children are seldom harmed by the hatred in the river and lake, because everyone knows that once the opening is opened, his wife and children will not escape from each other's hands. Now the other party openly attacks Shen Bijun. When he finds out who is behind the scenes, he will regret coming to the world.
Along the way, finally, he arrived at the town of Town God's Temple. The temple had been abandoned for a long time, and there was half a person's shadow. In the song and Qing Dynasty, the anger of the book became more and more fierce. But he also understood that if the other side was to set the tiger off the mountain, how could he easily save himself? Now it's obvious that he's going to let him look around like a headless fly. It's too late to go back to Wudang Mountain.
"Think I can't get a needle in a haystack?" Song Qingshu's Qi sinks into the elixir field, then spreads to the four limbs, and finally moves to the chest with a unique rhythm.
"Bijun, where are you?"
"Bijun, where are you?"
"Bijun, where are you?"
In the next moment, all the people raised their heads and heard the strange call coming from the air. They were puzzled one by one. Many people could not help rubbing their ears as if they had hallucinations.
On Wudang Mountain, the ceremony has already begun. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng is about to put the purple gold crown representing the leader of Wudang on Yu Lianzhou's head. Suddenly, the voice of song Qingshu comes from the surrounding air.
The whole Zixiao palace was in an uproar. Originally, all the people who were present were masters of Taoism. They had already been in a very strong state of mind. They would never be so rude. But when they heard this kind of work, they were not calm.
"What kind of kungfu is it that the sound can spread so far?"
"It's like song Qingshu's voice?"
"I've heard that the king of the Golden Snake's martial arts is peerless, but now it's really extraordinary."
"Who is bi Jun in his mouth?"
……
The four swordsmen of Wudang looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. We've practiced for decades, but we're not as good as Qingshu. In the future, we'll never have the face to be an elder in front of him."
Zhang Sanfeng has seen a lot and thought deeply. He has heard for a long time that the Xiaoyao sect has a great method of transmitting sound and searching the soul, which can search the enemy's whereabouts within a hundred miles. Before, it was supposed to spread false information. He didn't expect that there was such a magic skill in the world.
At this time, the whole Zixiao palace suddenly darkened, and everyone turned around in a daze. All of a sudden, the light of those oil lamps on the top was only the size of soybeans, and it was getting smaller and smaller.
Early the next morning, song Qingshu got up early and secretly supervised the preparations for the ceremony with song Yuanqiao and others. Zhang Sanfeng, a semi immortal, was warned again yesterday. He was on guard. No one thought that he would be hurt. As for song Yuanqiao and others, although they were not weak in martial arts, they were not rivals of the master level experts, so he took care of them just in case.However, everything was calm and no accident happened, which made song Qingshu think that he was worried too much.Until the ceremony was about to start, suddenly a little Taoist came to him with an anonymous letter in his hand."For me?" Song Qingshu is a little puzzled. He can't think of anyone who will send a letter to him. He has many intelligence agencies under his command, such as the wuhumen of Sang Feihong, the brothel of he Tieshou, the Golden Snake camp of ah Jiu, the palace of king Qi under Ren Yingying, the sticky pole of the Qing Dynasty, the huanyiyuan of the Jin Kingdom, the tiyinsi of the Liao Kingdom, and even the Ruan family of Sichuan, Never send a letter to yourself like this."Yes, the messenger named me to give it to you." The child replied.Song Qingshu suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart. He quickly opened the envelope. He just felt that there should be only the weight of a piece of writing paper in it. There was no way to set up any mechanism, and even if he was poisoned, he was not afraid. Now he has been invincible.Song Yuanqiao and others noticed that his face changed greatly. They couldn't help coming over: "what's the matter?"Song Qingshu gave her letters to them with a look of iron. They read: "your woman is in our hands. Take ten thousand gold to Town God's Temple."Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked: "is something wrong with Bijun?""I'll see." As soon as song Qingshu's figure flashed, he carried his lightness skills to his room. At the same time, he was greatly annoyed. He only wanted to defend for Wudang sect, but he didn't take care of the people around him. It seems that Shen Bijun has mostly fallen into their hands.As expected, the room was already empty, and the front of the dresser was a little messy. It was obvious that Shen Bijun was forced to take away when he was making up."How's it going?" Song Yuanqiao and others rushed with him, and even Zhang Sanfeng came after hearing the news.Song Qingshu said: "it seems that Bi Jun has been in their hands."Song Yuanqiao said angrily, "who dares to commit murder in Wudang Mountain?"Zhang Songxi was also puzzled: "Miss Shen is a lady of a big family. She doesn't go out of the gate on weekdays. I don't think she has any enemies. Why did anyone find her?"Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I think some people think I'm in the way here. They intend to transfer me away from Wudang Mountain."Zhang Sanfeng was startled: "is it true that, as Qingshu said, someone is going to target Wudang school today?"Song Qingshu said hatefully: "although I know he is a Tiaohu from the mountain, I can't help him. Taishifu, you martial uncles, I'll go down the mountain. Be careful."Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice, "we'll go with you."Song Qingshu quickly refused: "how can this work? Second martial uncle, you are about to take over the leadership of Wudang. How can you ruin your business because of my private affairs?"Seeing that he had to persuade him again, song Qingshu said, "don't worry. My martial arts are more than enough to save people. Moreover, my lightness skill makes it more convenient to act alone."Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "yes, no one could embarrass him with his martial arts."Seeing that the master said so, Yu Lianzhou and others could not persuade him any more. They could only tell him to be careful.Song Qingshu also said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Tai Shifu, the enemy's move is obviously to divert the tiger from the mountain. There will be great changes on Wudang Mountain later. You must be careful."Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "don't worry about it. Although Wudang sect is not a tiger's den, it's not easy for people to succeed."When song Qingshu thought about it, he didn't talk about it any more. He directly carried his lightness skills down the mountain. Looking at his back, Yin Liting couldn't help sighing: "Qingshu's martial arts are really unfathomable today."The others nodded. Song Yuanqiao could not help but feel proud. He just thought that his daughter-in-law's life and death were uncertain, and his heart became heavy again.It can be said that song Qingshu used his lightness skill to the extreme when he drove down the mountain. The disciples of Wudang Mountain could only feel a breeze on their face. When they turned back, they had disappeared without a trace, and they didn't realize that someone was passing by."There are Wudang disciples guarding along the way. How could it be so easy for outsiders to go up the mountain and rob Bijun? Most of them are people who have been on the mountain before, but they don't know which one of the five temples." Song Qingshu's thoughts are like electricity, and his heart is cold. His wife and children are seldom harmed by the hatred in the river and lake, because everyone knows that once the opening is opened, his wife and children will not escape from each other's hands. Now the other party openly attacks Shen Bijun. When he finds out who is behind the scenes, he will regret coming to the world.Along the way, finally, he arrived at the town of Town God's Temple. The temple had been abandoned for a long time, and there was half a person's shadow. In the song and Qing Dynasty, the anger of the book became more and more fierce. But he also understood that if the other side was to set the tiger off the mountain, how could he easily save himself? Now it's obvious that he's going to let him look around like a headless fly. It's too late to go back to Wudang Mountain."Think I can't get a needle in a haystack?" Song Qingshu's Qi sinks into the elixir field, then spreads to the four limbs, and finally moves to the chest with a unique rhythm."Bijun, where are you?""Bijun, where are you?""Bijun, where are you?"In the next moment, all the people raised their heads and heard the strange call coming from the air. They were puzzled one by one. Many people could not help rubbing their ears as if they had hallucinations.On Wudang Mountain, the ceremony has already begun. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng is about to put the purple gold crown representing the leader of Wudang on Yu Lianzhou's head. Suddenly, the voice of song Qingshu comes from the surrounding air.The whole Zixiao palace was in an uproar. Originally, all the people who were present were masters of Taoism. They had already been in a very strong state of mind. They would never be so rude. But when they heard this kind of work, they were not calm."What kind of kungfu is it that the sound can spread so far?""It's like song Qingshu's voice?""I've heard that the king of the Golden Snake's martial arts is peerless, but now it's really extraordinary.""Who is bi Jun in his mouth?"The four swordsmen of Wudang looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. We've practiced for decades, but we're not as good as Qingshu. In the future, we'll never have the face to be an elder in front of him."Zhang Sanfeng has seen a lot and thought deeply. He has heard for a long time that the Xiaoyao sect has a great method of transmitting sound and searching the soul, which can search the enemy's whereabouts within a hundred miles. Before, it was supposed to spread false information. He didn't expect that there was such a magic skill in the world.At this time, the whole Zixiao palace suddenly darkened, and everyone turned around in a daze. All of a sudden, the light of those oil lamps on the top was only the size of soybeans, and it was getting smaller and smaller.
