Chapter 1928 Sound Transmission

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Early the next morning, Song Qingshu got up early and secretly oversaw the preparations for the ceremony together with Song Yuanqiao and others. Zhang Sanfeng's half-immortal body was warned again yesterday, and under careful precaution, no one could hurt him. As for Song Yuanqiao and others , Although martial arts are not weak, they are not the opponents of grandmaster-level masters, so he is watching over them, just in case.

However, everything was calm, and no accident happened, which made Song Qingshu think he was worrying too much.

Just before the ceremony was about to start, a small Taoist boy suddenly came to him with an anonymous letter in his hand.

"For me?" Song Qingshu was a little puzzled. He really couldn't think of anyone who would send him a letter. He has many intelligence agencies under his command, such as Sang Feihong's Wuhumen, He Tieshou's brothel, Ah Jiu's Golden Snake Camp, Ren Yingying. The King Qi's Mansion, the Jiaojiao Office of the Qing Kingdom, the Huanyi Courtyard of the Jin Kingdom, the Tiyin Division of the Liao Kingdom, and even the Ruan Family of Sichuan... each of these has a special channel for information, and they will never send letters to themselves like this. .

"Yes, the messenger named me to give it to you." The boy replied.

Song Qingshu suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurriedly opened the envelope. He just felt it. It should only be the weight of a piece of letter paper. Do not invade.

Song Yuanqiao and others on the side noticed that his face changed greatly, so they could not help but come over: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingshu had a livid face, and handed the letter to them, only to see that it read: "Your woman is in our hands, quickly bring ten thousand taels of gold to the town's Chenghuang Temple to redeem people."

Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked: "Could it be that something happened to Bi Jun?"

"I'll go take a look." Song Qingshu flashed his figure, and went to his room with light energy. At the same time, he was very annoyed. Most of Shen Bijun has already fallen into their hands.

As expected, the room was already empty, and the dressing table was a little messy. It was obvious that Shen Bijun was forcibly taken away while she was putting on makeup.

"How's it going?" Song Yuanqiao and the others rushed over, and even Zhang Sanfeng rushed over after hearing the news.

Song Qingshu said, "It seems that Bijun is already in their hands."

Song Yuanqiao said angrily, "Who dares to commit murder in Wudang Mountain?"

Zhang Songxi was also a little puzzled:

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"Ms. Shen is a beautiful lady. She doesn't open the door to two doors on weekdays. I don't think she has any enemies. Why would someone find her?"

Song Qingshu said solemnly, "I think someone thinks I'm getting in the way here, and intends to use this to transfer me away from Wudang Mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback: "Is it really as Qingshu said that someone is going to target our Wudang faction today?"

Song Qingshu said bitterly, "Even though I know he's trying to move the tiger away from the mountain, I can't help but save it. Master, my uncles, I'm going down the mountain, so be careful yourself."

Yu Lianzhou said solemnly, "We'll go with you."

Song Qingshu hurriedly refused: "How can this be done? Second Shishu, you are about to take over as the head of Wudang. How can you ruin your business because of my personal affairs?"

Seeing that he had to persuade him again, Song Qingshu said: "Don't worry, with my martial arts, it is more than enough to save people, and with my lightness, it is more convenient to act alone."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "Yes, with Qing Shu's martial arts, there must be no one to embarrass him at that time."

Seeing that the master said this, Yu Lianzhou and others could not persuade him any more, so they could only tell him to be careful.

Song Qingshu also said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Master, the enemy's move is obviously to move the tiger away from the mountain. There will be big changes on Wudang Mountain in a while, you must be careful."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "You can rest assured. Although our Wudang faction is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, it will not be easy for people to succeed."

Song Qingshu thought the same thing, so he didn't say more, and directly rushed down the mountain with Qinggong. Looking at his back like a cloud of smoke, Yin Liting couldn't help sighing: "Qingshu's martial arts today are really unfathomable."

The rest of the crowd nodded, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, but immediately thought that his daughter-in-law's life and death was uncertain, and his heart became heavy again.

Let’s say Song Qingshu galloped down the mountain all the way. Qinggong can be said to be used to the extreme. The disciples of Wudang Mountain often can only feel a breeze blowing on their faces. .

"There are Wudang disciples guarding the way. How can outsiders go up the mountain to rob Bi Jun so easily. I think most of them are people who have been on the mountain before, but I don't know who is the one in the five views." Song Qingshu's thoughts were like electricity. It's cold, and the hatred in the rivers and lakes rarely affects the wife and children, because everyone knows that once this opening is opened, then

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Well, his wife and children can't escape the other party's poisonous hands, but now the other party is openly attacking Shen Bijun, and when he finds out who is behind the scenes, he will definitely make him regret coming into the world.

He galloped all the way, and finally arrived at the Chenghuang Temple in the town. This temple has long been abandoned. After searching for a long time, there is no one figure. Song Qingshu's anger grew more and more in his heart, but he also understood that since the other party was trying to get rid of the tiger, how could he let him so easily? Save someone? Now he is obviously going to let him search around like a headless fly, and it will be too late to return to Wudang Mountain.

"Do you think I can't find a needle in a haystack?" Song Qing's bookish energy sank into his dantian, and then his true energy spread to his limbs and bones, and finally circulated to his chest cavity with a unique rhythm.

"Bijun, where are you?

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"Jijun, where are you~"

"Jijun, where are you~"

In the next instant, in a radius of dozens of miles, everyone raised their heads and heard the strange calls coming from the air. They were puzzled one by one. Many people couldn't help rubbing their ears. listen.

On Wudang Mountain, the ceremony had already begun. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng was about to put the purple gold crown representing the head of Wudang on Yu Lianzhou's head, when Song Qingshu's voice came from the surrounding air.

The entire Zixiao Palace was suddenly in an uproar. The people who were originally present were all cultivators who had already cultivated extremely powerfully, and would never be so rude.

"What kind of kung fu is this, how can the sound travel so far?"

"This seems to be Song Qingshu's voice?"

"I have heard that the Golden Snake King's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, but now it is really extraordinary when I see it."

"Who is the Bijun in his mouth?"

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The four warriors of Wudang also looked at each other in dismay at the moment, and each said with a wry smile: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. We have been cultivating for decades, but we are far inferior to Qingshu. How can we have the face to pretend to be an elder in front of him in the future."

Zhang Sanfeng is knowledgeable and thoughtful. He has heard for a long time that the Xiaoyao School has a great method of searching for the soul through sound transmission, which can search for the whereabouts of the enemy within a hundred miles. In the past, it was regarded as rumors, but I never thought that there was such a magical kung fu in the world.

At this moment, the entire Zixiao Palace suddenly dimmed, and everyone turned around blankly, only to see that the flames of the oil lamps on the top suddenly only had the size of soybeans, and there was a trend of getting smaller and smaller.

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