Chapter 1922 Weird Little Taoist Priest

Remember in one second [End of the God Station] Mobile phone user input address: m.xinwanben.com

I saw a few Taoist priests sitting on the edge of the corner, and the leader was sitting with an old Taoist. Sitting there without anger and self-arrogance, he seemed to have the aura of the head of a faction, but Song Qingshu thought about it for a long time, but he never thought that there was such a person on Wudang Mountain. .

There were a few little Taoist priests sitting beside him. The most striking were two of them. Although they had beards on their faces, they were a bit thinner than ordinary men.

"Sissy!"

A word popped up in Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't think much about it. After all, these two Taoist priests were ordinary in appearance. Even if they were women disguised as men, they must not look very good.

Song Qingshu was too lazy to pay attention to these idlers at first, but after thinking about it, Wudang is about to hold the succession ceremony of the head of the family, and there is another Taoist who is unusual at first glance.

"Little Er, these Taoist priests' Su Zhai will be counted on my account." Song Qingshu greeted Xiao Er Dao, to find out information, or to find an opportunity.

The old man was a little surprised, so he bowed slightly: "Thank you, Young Master."

"Did the Taoist priest come to participate in the succession ceremony of the head of Wudang Mountain?" Song Qingshu asked, and he always felt that this Taoist priest was somewhat familiar.

The old man was a little surprised, but he still replied: "Yes, I wonder what the young master is doing?" He also felt a little strange. The appearance of this young man in front of him seemed to be familiar. Haven't he seen it before?

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I'm here to participate in this succession ceremony."

The old Taoist glanced at him suspiciously: "It's strange, Zhenren Zhang deliberately did not invite fellow martial artists this time, but just invited these people from the Wudang lineage to be witnesses."

Song Qingshu was stunned, no wonder he didn't get the news. It turned out that Zhang Sanfeng deliberately dealt with it in a low-key manner, but thinking about it, he is so old that he has long since stopped asking about world affairs, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the major factions in the martial arts, let alone back then. On their 100th birthday, Zhang Cuishan and his wife were forced to death by the six major factions. A happy event turned into a mourning event. He should subconsciously not want to invite other factions to the mountain.

"Is the Taoist priest also from the Wudang line?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Before Lao Dao answered, a Taoist priest next to him had already introduced it proudly: "Of course, our master is the master of the White Cloud Temple of the Five Views of Wudang."

"It turned out to be a foolish tea master, disrespectful and disrespectful." Song Qingshu finally remembered his identity. The Wudang lineage has a long history. In recent years, Taoist temples have spread all over the world. Among them, the most famous ones are the Five Views, the Purple Temple of Wudang Mountain. Xiaogong is the headquarters and has a detached identity; in addition, there is Zhenwuguan, whose master is Chongxu Daoist; Baiyun Temple, whose master is Yucha Daoist; It is also from the Shangqing View; the last is the Yuqing View, the master of the view is Ma Zhen, and the Manchu master Zhang Zhaozhong is also from this school, and Li Yuanzhi's master Lu Feiqing also comes from this view.

Among the Five Views, apart from the direct descendants of Zhang Sanfeng, such as the Zixiao Palace, the most recognized martial artists are Chongxu and Yu Tea Daoist. Decades ago, the original Yucha was more popular, the Yucha Daoist's Divine Sword and Shaolin Miaodi Many of the master's stunts are said together, but in the following years, he basically did not move around in the rivers and lakes, so that everyone gradually forgot his former prestige.

Song Qingshu was stunned. Others didn't know, but he knew where he had been over the years. Most of the time, he and Miaodi studied the "Tai Xuan Jing" on Xia Ke Island. He rarely left the island on weekdays, but now it appears. Here, most of it is the inspiration of Xia Kedao.

Thinking that Jia Sidao was behind Xia Kedao, and then contacting the Ghost Villa that he heard about in Chengdu before, Song Qingshu never believed that he was here simply to watch the ceremony.

It's just that even if he suspects, he doesn't have any evidence. Yucha is a highly respected senior in the martial arts. Even Zhang Sanfeng can't listen to his words and do what to Yucha.

"I don't know who your son is?" Yu Cha couldn't help but ask, he couldn't see through the young man in front of him at all, and his whole body was full of flaws, like a playboy who had never practiced martial arts at all, but the other person's unique temperament , the calmness of the cloud and the wind, but it is absolutely impossible to pretend, the two completely different perceptions make him feel that the person in front of him is a bit unfathomable.

"I'm going to Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu replied with a smile.

Yucha's heart froze, and he straightened his body subconsciously: "It turned out to be the Golden Snake King, disrespectful and disrespectful." People in the court generally call him King Qi, but people in the rivers and lakes are still used to calling him the Golden Snake King.

In fact, it stands to reason that, as one of the five major spectators, he is of the same level as Song Yuanqiao. According to his seniority, he is even higher than Song Yuanqiao. As Song Yuanqiao's son, Song Qingshu is definitely his junior.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu has become famous all over the world in the past two years. He is so famous in the arena that almost no one dares to call himself a senior in front of him.

Song Qingshu asked with a smile, "I don't know when the ceremony will start?"

Yu Cha replied: "Tomorrow will hold the enthronement ceremony. Pindao was delayed due to some things, so he came a little late. After he finished his meal, he had to rush to the mountains, otherwise he was afraid that it would be too late."

"It's actually tomorrow." Song Qingshu was ashamed, and he and Shen Bijun forgot the sun and the moon for a while on the boat. Fortunately, the two people's mischief didn't affect the speed of the boat, and the speed of the boat has not stopped in the past few days. If something happened, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The two chatted for a while, and Song Qingshu got up to leave and returned to his table. Before leaving, he looked at the two sissy little Taoist priests beside Yucha: "Did we know each other before?"

One of the little Taoist priests turned his head and ignored him at all, while the other little Taoist replied coldly, "Sir, what are you doing?

How could such a person know us. "

After confirming that he had not heard his voice, Song Qingshu nodded: "Since I don't know him, why did you keep staring at me just now?"

"Who looked at you?" The little Taoist snorted coldly.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "It's best not to read it, the little Daoist still concentrates on cultivating, don't think about some messy things all day long, I don't like male style." After speaking, he laughed and returned to Shen Bijun's table.

The little Taoist was furious, and subconsciously wanted to grab the sword beside him and get up, but Yucha kept it pressed with a whisk without showing any trace: "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan."

Then the little Taoist sat down angrily, but when he saw the corner of the lips of the other little Taoist beside him, he couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Are you still laughing?"

"I do not have."

"You are clearly smiling!"

...

Shen Bijun couldn't help lowering his voice and said to Song Qingshu, "Those Taoist priests are a little strange."

Song Qingshu felt the same: "Not only strange, but also a little perverted. Forget it, leave them alone, let's finish our meal early and continue on our way."

"Yeah." Shen Bijun nodded and glanced at the other side subconsciously, but suddenly found that the two little Taoist priests looked at him with some bad expressions, and couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly lowered his head and started to pick up vegetables, but he was a little bit in his heart. baffling.

Support (end this site) and share this site with those who need it! Can't find the book, please leave a message!