Chapter 1924 Origin

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Shen Bijun's face turned red, he hesitated for a while and then bowed, and said softly, "Bijun has seen...I have seen Daddy."

"Don't be too polite, it's all a family, please get up quickly." Song Yuanqiao humbly supported and took out a bracelet from his sleeve, "I shouldn't have given this thing, but Qingshu's mother left early. , said that he would pass this bracelet to his daughter-in-law."

Originally Song Qingshu's original partner was Zhou Zhiruo, but Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu got married in a hasty manner at the Emei School, and the Wudang people never showed up. Of course, Song Qingshu was already considered a traitor to Wudang at that time, and they couldn't be there.

Because Zhou Zhiruo's relationship with Zhang Wuji is well known in the early years, as a father, Song Yuanqiao did not really agree with this marriage, and in addition, Zhou Zhiruo almost killed Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting at the lion slaughter conference, so this bracelet has always been here at Song Yuanqiao , never sent out.

"Thank you... Daddy." Shen Bijun was overjoyed. In fact, the bracelet was not dark green, and the color was not pure. Since she was a young lady of the Shen family, she didn't know how many bracelets she had seen more expensive than this one, but in her opinion, Those added together are not as good as this one.

Song Qingshu had a huge headache. He wanted to let other women know, but he didn't know what the trouble would be. Even if he didn't say it, he would inevitably have thoughts in his heart. At this time, he finally understood the troubles of the local tyrants in the Middle East. Although those people are allowed to marry four wives at the same time, they must treat them equally. If they buy anything for one of them, they must not leave the other three behind.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao was also troubled. After retiring from the position of acting head, he has been concentrating on cultivating the Tao, but in recent years Song Qingshu has become famous. While he is relieved, he has also been collecting various information about his son. Naturally Knowing his deeds of messing with flowers everywhere: "It seems that I have to find a jade craftsman at the foot of the mountain to make more bracelets in case of emergency. This stinky boy really never makes people worry."

After chatting for a while, Song Qingshu began to ask the business: "By the way, nothing happened on the mountain recently, right?"

Song Yuanqiao was a little puzzled: "No, why ask like that."

Song Qingshu didn't answer, but looked back at the few Taoists who had just stopped him in the distance: "Are they new?"

Song Yuanqiao replied, "It's not even a newcomer. He's a fourth-generation disciple who has been under his sect in recent years."

Song Qingshu frowned and said, "Then why don't you know me?" He was worried that these people were Ghost Mountain.

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Zhuang people in disguise.

Song Yuanqiao explained: "They have just started in the past two years, and as you know, since...you made a mistake, I took a back seat, and your name has gradually become a taboo in the entire Wudang Mountains, and they are new to the mountains if they don't know it. It's normal."

Song Qingshu sighed: "Father, it's me who made you miserable." If it wasn't for his son's accidental murder of Mo Shenggu, Song Yuanqiao's proper Wudang Sect Master, how beautiful he was in the martial arts, is now forced to abdicate. Said it was because of a dreadful son.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "No! Although you have done something wrong, knowing your mistakes can make a big difference. Over the years, you have retired from the Qing Chieftain and saved the princess in the Jin Kingdom, which has also benefited the common people... Now even the master is full of praise for mentioning you. ."

After praising his son, he couldn't help but feel proud, but thinking of the seventh junior brother, he couldn't help but sigh: "Since you are back, your seventh uncle's grave is in front of you, remember to go there. Put up the incense sticks, and kowtow to apologize."

At the beginning, the corpse in Mosheng Valley was in the wilderness, but the Wudang people later restrained it and moved it back to this Wudang Mountain.

"I know." Song Qingshu's heart was also a little heavy. Although Mo Shenggu's death had nothing to do with him now, since he inherited Song Qingshu's identity, he had to take his responsibility.

The group of three quickly came under a pine and cypress, where Mo Shenggu's tomb was located. It seemed a bit sad and lonely. Song Qingshu sighed secretly, walked up to a stick of incense, and then respectfully respected Knocked a few heads.

Although Shen Bijun, who was beside him, was a little unclear about the whole story, he still kowtowed a few times with him.

No matter how many words were spoken at this time, it was pale and powerless. Whether it was Song Qingshu or Song Yuanqiao, they didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. After a long time, they left with a heavy heart.

"By the way, why did you suddenly return to Wudang Mountain this time?" Song Yuanqiao was the first to break the silence.

Song Qingshu hurriedly told what happened in Chengdu City, because he couldn't explain to him that he came to see it because he had read Gulong's novel and knew that the Ghost Villa would be bad for Wudang Mountain, so he pretended to receive reliable information. It is not good for the Wudang faction in the ceremony.

Song Yuanqiao knew that his power is no small matter now, and the intelligence network is naturally far superior to that of other martial arts, but he didn't dare to be careless: "You follow me to see Master right away."

"By the way, who will participate in this ceremony?" Song Qingshu asked on the way.

"Not even

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What kind of ceremony is going on?" Song Yuanqiao replied, "Master has been happy recently, so he didn't invite all the sects of the rivers and lakes, but just summoned people from various Taoist temples in the Wudang lineage to be witnesses. Taoist Chongxu from Zhenwu Temple, Taoist Tianxu from Shangqing Temple, Taoist Ma Zhen from Yuqing Temple, and Yucha Taoist from Baiyun Temple have not arrived yet, and the others have already arrived. "

"Is it only these people?" Song Qingshu asked. Although these people are well-known experts in the arena, they can't deal with the Wudang faction even if they are added together. Without Zhang Sanfeng's shot, the five heroes of Wudang can deal with them.

Song Yuanqiao explained: "In addition to these spectators and followers

In addition, there are also some Wudang side branches, such as the Huangmu Taoist from Xiandu School..."

"Huangmu Daoist?" Song Qingshu's face was a little strange. Huangmu Daoist and Wood Daoist were only one word apart. Could there be any connection?

"Is there any problem with him?" Seeing his reaction, Song Yuanqiao was also taken aback, "Xiandu Sect is just a small branch of Wudang. Back then, the 14th-generation head of the Xiandu Sect, Daoist Jutan, was too old for you. Master gave me one or two swordsmanship. Since then, my swordsmanship has advanced greatly, and I admire your great master. Later, it was a pity that I was arrogant, killed a lot of people, and made too many revenge. He was alone. Although Daoist Jutan injured 18 opponents with his sword, he was exhausted and seriously injured, so he pulled out his dagger and committed suicide. The martial arts comrades thought of this friendship in the Wudang faction, and did not kill the Xiandu faction afterwards. , So the Xiandu faction surrendered to the Wudang faction and became a side branch of the faction."

Song Qingshu was very impressed. Zhang Sanfeng was the number one player in the world in Yi Tian Tu Long Ji. He hardly ever described his deeds when he was young, but as an abandoned Shaolin disciple, he finally struck down a huge monster with one punch and one sword. The Wudang School and the Shaolin School keep pace with each other. I don’t know how vast and wonderful chapters they have experienced.

Although Song Yuanqiao said a few words just now, he can still feel the scales and claws of Zhang Sanfeng's expression back then. A few words can make the head of a third-rate sect become a top master. this faction.

"What is the origin of this Daoist Huangmu?" Although Song Qingshu knew about the world of golden books, he only knew some famous people. How could he know all about the entire river and lake?

"It has something to do with you." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

Song Qingshu was startled: "Is it related to me?"

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