Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 26, Descendants of the Divine Condor, Yang's Shaoyou
It is said that Song Qingshu and the little girl looked at each other with cold eyes, neither of them noticed the arrival of the man and the woman, until the woman yelled, the little girl turned her head and took a look.

"So your name is Yaoqin." Song Qingshu said suddenly.

"What's your name again?" Yaoqin turned around and asked.

Song Qingshu chuckled: "I don't want to say it!" This sentence was originally said by the little girl just now, but now Song Qingshu said it deliberately, changing the teeth that most people would be angry with, but Yaoqin didn't seem angry This kind of emotion is the same, but he just replied lightly: "Then let's not talk about it."

Song Qingshu seemed to have punched in the cotton with a punch, not only did not hurt anyone, but made himself very angry.

Besides, the man and the woman looked at each other when they heard Yaoqin talking to Song Qingshu, they were both surprised and happy.

The woman took two steps forward unconsciously, as if she wanted to walk over, but Zhang Sanfeng saw him step forward, and also took a step forward, blocking in front of the two of them.

The old Taoist stopped, and asked with a smile: "You two are polite, poor Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, dare to ask you two Gao's surnames?"

Hearing that the old Taoist said that he was Zhang Sanfeng, the woman was fine, but the man suddenly stepped forward with a surprised expression: "You are Zhang Sanfeng from the Wudang sect?"

"Haha, no one will give money to pretend to be an old Taoist. The poor Taoist is exactly that." The old Taoist replied.

The man laughed heartily, "I've heard for a long time that in today's martial arts world, if you talk about the number two in the world, most of them are robbed by people, but if you say that the number one in the world, it must be Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang sect. Zhang Zhenren. When I saw him today, he turned out to be a smiling old man."

If an ordinary person said this, it would inevitably make people feel unhappy, but when this person said this, it always gave people a feeling that it should be so.

The old Taoist also smiled and said: "The old Taoist is not the best in the world, the old Taoist is just a monk. May I ask if your surname is Yang?"

"My servant Yang Shaoyou, this is Zhuojing Lizixi, and that is the little girl Yang Yaoqin." Yang Shaoyou pointed to the little girl behind the old Taoist, and then pointed to Song Qingshu and asked, "Is that your grandson?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "That's Song Qingshu, the son of the poor disciple Song Yuanqiao."

At this time, Yang Yaoqin was already walking towards this side under the call of her mother Li Zixi, when she suddenly heard the old man say Song Qingshu's name, she turned to Song Qingshu and said, "So your name is Song Qingshu, and that name doesn't sound good."

Song Qingshu said to her loudly: "Your name is not very good."

The conversation between the two children made the adults on both sides laugh, especially when Yang Yaoqin's parents were still here, saying that their daughter's name was not nice in front of them. Isn't this a slap in the face of their parents?

But Yang Shaoyou didn't take it to heart, and said to Song Qingshu: "The name of your love letter is not beautiful, and you can tell that your father has sent your mother a lot of love letters, hahaha."

After Li Zixi heard this, she lightly punched her husband, scolding him for bickering with a child.Then he hugged Yang Yaoqin in his arms and asked: "Yaoqin, do you like Song Qingshu?"

Li Zixi asked such a question, but Zhang Sanfeng was very surprised. He didn't know why Li Zixi asked such a question.

When Yang Yaoqin heard her mother's words, she glanced at Song Qingshu and said, "I don't like it, it's just that his appearance is too itchy."

After hearing this, Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "You don't look bad either!"

"Qingshu!" Zhang Sanfeng reprimanded softly.

Yang Shaoyou came over at this time and said to the old Taoist: "Master Zhang doesn't know something, my little girl...well, she is weird and rarely talks to outsiders. Even we rarely listen to her words. Today I saw her with your little disciple and grandson. We talked very happily, and we were very pleasantly surprised."

Song Qingshu curled his lips, and thought to himself, do you call this a pleasant chat?

Zhang Sanfeng said to Yang Shaoyou with a smile on his face: "Brother Yang, how old is the impoverished idiot? I lick your face and call you Brother Yang. Dare I ask Brother Yang, but are you a descendant of Yang Guo, the hero of the sculpture?"

When Yang Shaoyou saw Zhang Sanfeng mentioning Yang Guo, he couldn't help but look serious and replied: "Exactly. My grandfather is Yang Guo."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "That being said, Pindao and Brother Yang still have a close relationship. Back then, when Huashan discussed swords and the Five Wonders of the World were re-named, Pindao was only in his teens at that time, and he was fortunate to meet with his teacher Jueyuan. Hero Yang was also assigned and guided by Hero Yang, and it was only with his guidance that he surpassed the three sages of Kunlun."

Yang Shaoyou said in surprise: "What else is there? Grandpa never told me about it."

"Maybe for Daxia Yang, it's just a casual thing, but for the poor, it's a lifelong benefit."

Yang Shaoyou suddenly looked Zhang Sanfeng up and down, and then said to him: "Master Zhang, wait a moment, I have a word with Zhuo Jing."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what he wanted to say to his wife suddenly, so he said: "Brother Yang, please go ahead." At the same time, he thought to himself, this Yang Shaoyou's speech and behavior are somewhat similar to his grandfather, but he didn't know how to ask about Xiantian Gong.

Yang Shaoyou suddenly pulled his wife aside and said to Li Zixi, "Xi'er, what do you think we entrusted the Yaoqin to Zhang Sanfeng?"

Li Zixi's heart moved: "You mean?"

Yang Shaoyou nodded: "Well, I think there is no one in this world who is more suitable to take care of Yaoqin than Zhang Sanfeng. Moreover, Yaoqin is very speculative with his disciples and grandchildren. I want to entrust Yaoqin to Wudang. On the one hand, it will be convenient for us to do things. On the other hand, it can also allow Yaoqin to get in touch with her peers more, which might improve her temperament."

Li Zixi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, that's fine, but should we ask our daughter what she thinks?"

Yang Shaoyou waved his hand and said: "What do children know, we just make up our minds. My father threw me out of the ancient tomb when I was 12 years old. I was alive and well, and I found a beautiful wife like you."

Li Zixi knew that her husband was always upright, so she didn't try to persuade him, so she walked over to Yang Yaoqin and said, "Yaoqin, my parents have something important to do now, so I want you to follow Taoist Zhang to live in Wudang Mountain for a while. You can play with brother Song Qingshu, what do you think?"

Yang Yaoqin waited for her round eyes to look at her mother, then at her father——Yang Shaoyou nodded to him, and she knew that she had no room for objection, so she nodded her head in agreement.

Yang Shaoyou came over and stroked his daughter's hair and said, "Wudang Mountain is so much fun. You can teach Kung Fu if you have nothing to do. It's also good to learn some Wudang Kung Fu. Hehe, your father learned all the masters of the school back then."

Li Zixi pushed her husband: "Okay, don't brag. Your family will run away after three or five months, who will teach you the real kung fu."

Yang Shaoyou was not angry either, he smiled and said to his wife: "Now there are only two questions left."

"What's the problem?" Li Zixi asked.

Yang Shaoyou pouted at Zhang Sanfeng: "It depends on whether everyone agrees or not."

Ganqing, the couple forgot about this and just made their own decisions.

Li Zixi asked again: "What about the second question?"

Yang Shaoyou closed his chin slightly, and stared at Zhang Sanfeng sharply: "It depends on whether he is Zhang Sanfeng!"

Li Zixi also looked at the old man, his eyes gradually became sharper.

At this time Zhang Sanfeng was talking to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu asked: "Grandpa, are they the descendants of Condor Hero? It feels weird no matter what."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "That's because you haven't seen Condor Hero himself, and he himself is even more strange."

"What's wrong with Condor Hero?"

"The Condor Hero, Yang Guo, became famous years ago, but his behavior was the most deviant, and he was called Xi Kuang in the end. You can understand the Condor Hero's... Be careful!"

Just as Zhang Sanfeng was talking, he suddenly flicked his sleeve robe, and with a soft force, he threw Song Qingshu out.

Song Qingshu was in the air, spinning around, when he heard a muffled thunderous explosion.

"Kong!"

Then a gust of wind blew past, and the harsh wind made Song Qingshu feel his face tighten. Before he landed, he was blown away by this gust of wind.

After he landed on the ground, he hurriedly looked towards Zhang Sanfeng.

I saw that Zhang Sanfeng was fighting Yang Shaoyou at this moment, and it seemed that the old man was still at a disadvantage.

Every punch of Yang Shaoyou was so powerful and fast that Song Qingshu's eyesight could barely catch his figure. Only at the moment when he attacked his great-grandpa could he be seen.

As the grandson of Yang Guo, Yang Shaoyou was born with supernatural power since he was a child, and Yang Guo polished his body with the blood of a divine sculpture and the gallbladder of a Pu Siqu snake. The strength of his body alone can almost rival a big worm. tiger leopard.

But seeing that Yang Shaoyou's punches are faster than punches, every time he said that the old man staggered, seeing that every time Yang Shaoyou punched, the old man took a step back, and every time he punched, the old man took a step back, and in a blink of an eye there were more than a dozen punches , retreated a dozen steps.

Yang Shaoyou's excited laughter and his shouts could be heard in the air.

"Master Zhang, you are much more resistant to beating than the blind bear in the Northeast. Even the strongest bear can't beat me with ten punches and his brain will burst to death, but I beat you like punching cotton. Strength. Wudang Zhang Sanfeng really deserves his reputation."

These words seem to be in admiration, but in fact they are boasting, Zhang Sanfeng wanted something from others and was indebted to Yang Guo, he didn't want to fight with Yang Shaoyou, but seeing that the other party was aggressive and didn't show some real skills, he couldn't open his mouth to ask for credit.

Therefore, when Yang Shaoyou punched Zhang Sanfeng again, the old Taoist opened his right hand and wrapped Yang Shaoyou's punch in his own palm, and then took advantage of the trend, using himself as a spiral, and directly borrowed Yang Shaoyou's punch to punch Zhang Sanfeng. He flung it out.

Yang Shaoyou was just like Song Qingshu just now, he was still in the air, but with a strange look on his face, he could feel that Zhang Sanfeng was not strong enough to throw him out, but he was like a puppet on a string. He threw himself out, and the strangest thing was that it wasn't that he couldn't move, but before he was thrown out, he thought that his punch had firmly focused on Zhang Sanfeng, but he didn't expect that the other party would use his help Yang Shaoyou felt a little familiar with this method of using force to throw himself out, and it was somewhat similar to Lao Yang's kung fu.

Before I knew it, it had been six or seven years since I went down to Zhongnan Mountain. I wonder how Lao Cheng and Lao Yang are now?Yang Shaoyou was also a hero for a while, and during the fight with Zhang Sanfeng, he was able to be distracted and think about other things, but the old man didn't care about it, he saw Yang Shaoyou was thrown out, and the opponent didn't adjust his figure in the air, and there were flaws everywhere, so what else? It's polite.

Zhang Sanfeng tapped his feet lightly, his body rose into the sky, and he rushed to Yang Shaoyou, and thrust his palm straight at the opponent's chest. Although Yang Shaoyou was distracted, his body instinctively felt a strong wind coming, and the two immediately One arm was crossed on the chest, blocking Zhang Sanfeng's palm.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng's palm was not intended to kill, a burst of internal force spewed out from the palm, directly knocking Yang Shaoyou from the air to the ground again.

Yang Shaoyou came back to his senses after feeling a strong force in his arms, cursing in his heart that he was distracted, seeing that his body was about to hit the ground, he hurriedly adjusted his body shape, his feet hit the ground firmly, and his knees shrank Then the force of the fall was removed.

How could Yang Shaoyou be a loser? He looked around and saw the big bluestone where his daughter was standing just now. With a stride, he came to the side of the big bluestone, and wrapped his arms around the huge bluestone in his arms. The bluestone has a radius of one foot, and the part exposed to the ground is three feet high and low. Among them, Jiangxian is far from being able to be picked up by humans, and the big bluestone is not originally blue, but it has been covered with moss for a long time by the lake, so it looks like a blue boulder. The moss is so slippery that ordinary people have to slip their feet if they want to climb it, let alone hug it.

But Yang Shaoyou is very human, he saw his arms encircling him, all ten fingers inserted into the stone, the place where the bluestone and his arms meet were shattered, and the stone powder fell down after rinsing.

"rise!"

Following Yang Shaoyou's loud shout, huge bluestones broke through the ground, and the power of decision-making made the soil under his feet shoot out and scattered all around.

Taking advantage of the inertia of the boulder breaking through the ground, Yang Shaoyou spun around half a circle, and threw the boulder towards Zhang Sanfeng.

The boulder is too heavy, if it is on the ground, it is likely to be dodged, but at the moment Zhang Sanfeng is in the air, Yang Shaoyou is sure that he has nowhere to dodge.

At this moment, the old Taoist didn't seem to see the huge boulder flying in. He folded his hands in front of his chest, and saw a pitch-black ball appearing in the old Taoist's arms. The ball was as big as a millstone, and it was extremely black. On the top, it seems to be absorbed, without any reflection.

"[Tai Yin Gang]!" The old man roared, and directly shot the black ball down in the air, and went straight to the big bluestone.

Where the black ball passed, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted, showing an unrivaled weight.

Soon, the black ball and the bluestone collided together, but there was no sound.

Yang Shaoyou saw that the huge boulder he threw was hit by the black ball, and did not stop at all. He followed the black ball back, and the black ball stuck to the bluestone and fell together.

With the added weight of the two, Yang Shaoyou knew that if he didn't dodge, he would be crushed into a meatloaf.

But the pride in his heart made him unable to dodge, dodging would mean Yang Shaoyou lost!

His direct descendants of Yang Guo, who are majestic, lost to an old man whose grandfather had only taught him two or three tricks.

To him, this is like saying that his Yang family's blood is inferior to others.

he!Not allowed!
I saw Yang Shaoyou's face was dignified, his legs squatted down to stabilize the horse's gait, his hands were placed on his waist in the shape of five-fingered claws, then his left and right hands switched positions and drew circles on his chest, and then suddenly pushed upwards, while yelling.

"【Flying Dragon in the Sky】!"

But I saw a dragon-shaped phantom gushing out from Yang Shaoyou's body, rushing towards the black ball in the sky, and at the same time, the surrounding air was filled with the roar of a dragon.

The black ball and the big bluestone slowly fell with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down on the top, while Xulong collided with the bluestone and the black ball in the sky with the momentum of soaring into the sky.

At that moment, Song Qingshu seemed to hear a dragon's roar emanating from his soul, and the next moment, a turbulent wind carried gravel and spread from the place where the black ball meets the virtual dragon, tearing Yang Shaoyou's clothes right below him. It was shattered, but Song Qingshu and Li Zixi's mother and daughter, who were a little far away, felt the strong wind and gravel blowing like a knife cutting their faces, blowing Song Qingshu two or three feet away in an instant, and fell into the woods. Yang Yaoqin was held back by her mother desperately, so she didn't fly away like Song Qingshu.

Zhang Sanfeng saw his apprentice and grandson being blown away by the strong wind, so he dodged and chased in the direction Song Qingshu flew away.

Li Zixi, on the other hand, saw her husband coming towards her mother and daughter in ragged clothes, protecting them in his arms, and enduring the tearing of the strong wind.

However, the astral wind is scattered in all directions, and part of the astral wind falls into the lake surface, rolling up a large amount of lake water, and turbulent in this lower valley. Therefore, everyone not only has to endure the blowing of the astral wind, but also pays attention to protecting the weak parts of the body at all times. Avoid being hit by the turbulent rain and gravel.

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu were lucky, they were hiding in the bushes, most of the wind and gravel and lake water were blocked by trees, but Yang Shaoyou was miserable, he held his wife and daughter in his arms, relying on the weight of three people He was blown away, but he couldn't move, so his broad and thick back withstood the strong wind, gravel and rain. Fortunately, his body was solid, and at most he suffered a little bit of flesh and blood.

After a while, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the moonlight fell down again, and the originally turbulent lake calmed down again, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)