Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 102
On this Wudang Mountain, the only one who can call Mo Shenggu the old seven is Wudang Seven Heroes, but the only one who can be successfully attacked by Mo Shenggu is Yin Liting, who is not much different in age and has similar skills.

Yin Liting looked at the footprints on his chest, which were particularly conspicuous on the white clothes, and said helplessly: "Old Qi, you are giving me a bad blow."

Mo Shenggu had already stood still at this time, looking at his masterpiece, he couldn't help grinning: "Sixth brother, your kung fu has gone backwards."

Yin Liting said angrily, "Look at your own ass first before talking big."

Mo Shenggu stretched out his hand to fish it back, and then pulled the robe behind him to the front. When he saw a huge black footprint on his buttocks, he couldn't help curling his lips: "You only have one footprint, I don't. Two footprints, so I still win."

Yin Liting patted the stain on his chest and said, "Okay, okay, you win."

Yu Lianzhou said at this moment: "Sixth Brother, how do you know we're back? You made a special trip to wait for us at the foot of the mountain?"

Yin Liting's movements froze for a moment, as if he didn't hear Yu Lianzhou's words clearly, he said to himself: "It's been more than half a year since you have been away, go up the mountain to see Master, go quickly."

Turning to leave.

At this time Song Qingshu said: "Uncle Liu, is Shaolin Temple fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Liting ran away with a "whoosh", and soon disappeared at the bend of the mountain.

Yu Lianzhou frowned, and said to herself: "What's wrong with your sixth uncle? Qingshu, what did you just say about Shaolin Temple?"

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and suddenly realized that Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu didn't know that Yin Liting was captured by Shaolin Temple, and they were in Tianshan Mountain at that time.

So he told the two uncles that Yin Liting stole into Shaolin and was arrested, then monk Kongzhi went up to provoke him, and finally he was forced to agree to Shaolin's conditions. As a result, the faces of the two became more and more ugly as they listened. In the end, Yu Lianzhou suddenly pulled out his sword, With both feet clamped on the horse's belly, he charged in the direction where Yin Liting disappeared.

Yu Lianzhou's furious voice was heard from afar.

"Yin Liting! Do you know how many years it took us to let the world understand that Wudang did not originate from Shaolin, but now you are corrupting Wudang's statement for your own selfish desires, get out of here..."

Mo Shenggu watched Yu Lianzhou disappear into the bend of the mountain, turned his head suddenly, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "Boy! Come on, what's the matter with the "Langa Sutra"?"

"Do you still care about this?" Song Qingshu said dumbly.

Mo Shenggu rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, do you know how I got through the past few months? I'm so sick, don't talk nonsense, talk!"

Song Qingshu said helplessly: "The "Langa Sutra" is actually not important, what is important is what is in it."

"What?" Mo Shenggu asked curiously.

"Nine! Yang! True! Sutra!" Song Qingshu said word by word.

Mo Shenggu was stunned, swallowed hard, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you mean, you have [Nine Suns Manual]?"

Song Qingshu nodded and said: "And it's the whole book!"

Mo Shenggu took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "My darling, Yin Laoliu went to Shaolin Temple to steal the scriptures, but he failed to catch the fox, and made a fuss instead. I didn't miss you This quietly got his dowry instead, let him know about it, it would be a joy to heaven."

Mo Shenggu thought for a moment, then suddenly said to Song Qingshu: "Good nephew! You are not allowed to tell your sixth uncle about this matter, at least not before going up the mountain, do you understand?"

Song Qingshu nodded suspiciously: "What do you want, Uncle Qi?"

As soon as Mo Shenggu clamped his horse belly, he galloped towards the place where Yu Lianzhou disappeared, and shouted to Song Qingshu from a distance: "Don't tell me!"

"Got it!" Song Qingshu agreed.

Yang Yaoqin wanted to laugh while watching, but only after Mo Shenggu left did she laugh: "Seventh Uncle and Sixth Uncle really look like children."

Song Qingshu snorted: "What do you think Uncle Seven is doing running so fast, because he is afraid that Uncle Two will tell Uncle Six the news in advance. Uncle Seven may be holding something bad in his heart, you see, when Uncle Six comes back, Uncle Qi will definitely promise countless benefits."

"Uncle Six is ​​so pitiful."

"Well, it's quite pitiful."

Thinking that in the future whenever someone mentioned the relationship between Wudang and Shaolin, Yin Liting would definitely be dragged out and flogged the corpse, Song Qingshu also felt a little sympathetic to him, but sympathy is sympathy, and what should be blamed still has to be blamed.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain." Song Qingshu stepped on the road of Wudang Mountain as soon as he urged the horse, followed by Yang Yaoqin.

The two of them went down the mountain in early winter, and it has been a season since they came back. Seeing that the snow all over the sky has turned into green shades, and the silver and plain clothes have also changed into green colors. The scenery along the way is picturesque and beautiful.

Song Qingshu suddenly said at this time: "I'm coming back this time, I may not go down the mountain again in ten years."

Yang Yaoqin remembered Yu Lianzhou's request to Song Qingshu, and couldn't help saying: "Second uncle is also for your own good, if you don't go down the mountain, you won't go down the mountain. We just practice on the mountain, isn't it good?"

"Well, Yaoqin, I promise you, when we go down the mountain in ten years, I will accompany you all over the rivers and lakes to find your parents." Song Qingshu said firmly.

Yang Yaoqin's expression was gloomy: "I haven't heard from you for five years, and I don't have any clues. I kind of gave up."

Song Qingshu shook his head: "How can you give up, whether it is life or death, you must find it."

Yang Yaoqin nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The two rode their horses for about a quarter of an hour, then came outside Yuxu Palace, handed the horses over to the disciples of Yuxu Palace, and then went all the way to Zixiao Palace.

As soon as he entered Zixiao Palace, Song Qingshu found that there was no one there. Usually his father Song Yuanqiao would stay in Zixiao Palace, but today there was no one.

So he went to the backyard with Yang Yaoqin, Zhang Sanfeng's wing was also empty, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

At this time, a disciple passed by, Song Qingshu grabbed him and asked: "Do you know where the master and the master are?"

That disciple was caught suddenly, and he panicked. After seeing that it was Song Qingshu, he smiled and said to Song Qingshu: "Brother, the master, the master and the fourth master are all in the third master's wing .”

Song Qingshu nodded, let go of that disciple, turned around and went to Yu Daiyan's wing.

But as soon as he entered Yu Daiyan's small courtyard, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the room, he hastily stepped into the room two steps at a time, only to find that Yu Daiyan stood up with the help of Qingfeng.

"Third Uncle!" Song Qingshu exclaimed suddenly.

His sound startled everyone in the room, and Yu Daiyan's legs went limp, and he sat down again.

At this moment, everyone noticed that Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin had come in, and hurriedly greeted him.

Song Qingshu glanced around, and found that his grandfather was not there, but his father, mother, and fourth uncle Zhang Songxi were all here.

He first saluted the elders one by one, and then impatiently walked to Yu Daiyan's side and asked, "Third Uncle, can you stand up?"

With a smile on Yu Daiyan's haggard and thin face, he said to his nephew, "Didn't you see it?"

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and said, "That's great! It's really great! What's going on?" He remembered that before he went down the mountain, Yu Daiyan had just replenished the meridians of his body, but he was still far from being able to act independently. I haven't seen you for a month, and I can stand up suddenly?

At this time Zhang Sanfeng replied: "Qingshu, your third uncle's meridians are healed now, and he can already control his body, but he still can't act like a normal person. If he wants to practice martial arts again, he still has to rely on the magic doctor you found and Magic medicine."

Yu Daiyan also knew that Song Qingshu had gone to Kunlun to look for the magic medicine, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Qingshu, did you find that Black Jade Ointment?"

Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "I didn't find it."

Song Yuanqiao patted the back of his head and said, "You silly boy, are you so happy that you didn't find it?"

After all, the old Taoist saw through people's hearts, and said from the side: "This kid is holding back, it seems that there is good news to hear."

Song Yuanqiao asked his son: "Really? What good news, let's hear it!"

At this time, Song Qingshu took out a package from behind, spread it solemnly in the palm of his hand, and opened the outer cloth bag layer by layer, revealing a boxy thing wrapped in oilcloth.

At this moment, Yu Daiyan was able to raise his head by himself, looked at the oilcloth package and asked, "What is this?"

Song Qingshu chuckled and said: "Grandpa, father, third uncle and fourth uncle, you all guess what this is?"

"Okay, dare to play tricks on your father." Song Yuanqiao reprimanded with a smile, "It looks like a book."

Song Qingshu nodded and said, "Father, guess again, what kind of book is this?"

"How do I know what book it is?" Song Yuanqiao made a gesture to hit him again, but Song Qingshu backed away.

Song Qingshu said again at this time: "Let me give you a reminder, this is a scripture, and it is the scripture that Uncle Six wants most."

At this moment, the old Taoist's complexion changed slightly, and he frowned and asked, "Qingshu, could this be...that scripture?"

The rest of the people hadn't guessed it yet, so they looked at the old Taoist one after another. Yu Daiyan couldn't see his master, so he could only ask, "Master, what scriptures are so rare?"

Zhang Songxi has been watching from the side, and suddenly seemed to have guessed something, clapped his hands and said: "Is it really that scripture?!"

"Which scripture is it? Why are you talking about it like this?" Yu Daiyan became angry all of a sudden. He has been tortured by illnesses over the years and has become irritable and irritable. , but since the meridian was repaired, knowing that there is hope for recovery, his temper has improved a lot.

Zhang Songxi smiled and said to him: "Third Brother, do you still remember the story that Master told us before?"

When Zhang Songxi said this, Yu Daiyan was stunned. Zhang Sanfeng seldom told stories, the only story he often told was about Master Jueyuan's passing away.

"You mean, you mean, nine?" Yu Daiyan couldn't believe it either.

As soon as he said the word "nine", everyone immediately looked at the oilcloth package in Song Qingshu's hand.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu knew that there was no point in hiding it, so he happily opened the package, and everyone saw four thin books appearing in front of them.

The old Taoist walked over first, took the four books in his hands, and fumbled for the blue cover of the scriptures, feeling a little sad for a while.

Zhang Songxi asked at this time: "Master, are the characters on it Sanskrit?"

The old Taoist nodded: "Yes, this is the meaning of the Sanskrit "Langa Sutra."

"Master, do you understand Sanskrit?" Yu Daiyan asked.

The old Taoist rarely said embarrassedly: "I don't understand. It's just that the Nine Suns Sutra is written in the "Langa Sutra". If this is really the "Nine Suns Sutra", then this scripture must be the "Langa Sutra."

The old Taoist's answer made everyone dumbfounded, but they didn't dare to laugh, so they urged the old Taoist to open the scriptures to see if it was true [Nine Suns Manual].

The old Taoist opened a book and read it seriously, while everyone around him focused on the old Taoist, for fear that he would say something wrong.

As a result, the old Taoist flipped through one, and then opened the other, until he finished reading all four scriptures, then he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, and said a word to everyone.

"This is the real [Nine Suns Manual]."

(End of this chapter)