Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 287 You can't even draw a sword!
Wudang Mountain is still the same Wudang Mountain, everything is the same as he left five years ago, the only thing that has changed is the appearance of those disciples who came to meet him.

They have all grown up.

Song Qingshu has also grown up, but some people still can't grow up.

"Big brother!" Ren Laifeng ran over, yelling and jumping, rolling over the mountain path from time to time, looking very vigorous, and came to Song Qingshu's side in an instant.

"Eldest brother, you are finally back!" Ren Laifeng shouted loudly, "Where have you been these past few years? You miss us so much!"

Song Qingshu touched his head and asked, "You really haven't changed at all!"

Ren Laifeng scratched his head, looking a bit silly, but he was a few years older than Song Qingshu, and he was already an adult at the moment, his strong body seemed to contain infinite power, although he was a bit awkward in front of Song Qingshu. Stupid, but giving him the title of "Thousand Butcher Knife Maniac" in the world also shows that he is not really so stupid.

At this time, Liu Sipiao also came forward, they all seemed to know that Song Qingshu was back, and ran down the mountain to meet him.

"Eldest brother!" Liu Sipiao yelled crisply, Song Qingshu turned his head to look, and found that she was still so petite and exquisite, but she was a little more fierce than before.

"It seems that you have experienced a lot!" Song Qingshu said to Liu Sipiao gently, but found a faint look of pain in her eyes that flashed away.

Song Qingshu didn't ask too much, in this arena, who doesn't have some secrets, as long as people are fine!

Song Qingshu looked at the two people in front of him and asked, "How do you know I'm back?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped his forehead and smiled, "Grandfather must have told you."

As he said that, he started walking towards the mountain. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little panic, not the panic in the face of a strong enemy, but the kind of helplessness when a wanderer who hasn't returned home for a long time is about to face his relatives.

At this time, Yang Yaoqin seemed to see his panic, held his hand tightly with one hand, and looked at him with a smile on her face.

Song Qingshu nodded to her, and said softly: "I'll go up first!"

"Yeah!" Yang Yaoqin also nodded, "I'm right behind you."

This sentence warmed Song Qingshu's heart, and the feeling of panic and hesitation disappeared immediately. He straightened his waist slightly, and his whole body was like a sharp sword that was straight but not curved. Impressive.

The next moment, Song Qingshu took a step forward and disappeared in front of everyone.

Ren Laifeng and Liu Sipiao were taken aback at the same time, they searched around, but they couldn't see Song Qingshu.

Ren Laifeng even exaggeratedly looked down the cliff beside the road, but it made Liu Sipiao groan.

"How high is the master's kung fu, how could he fall to the bottom!"

"It's not that people disappeared suddenly, I'm afraid..."

"If you fall, it's impossible for the elder brother to fall!"

The two started bickering again, but Yang Yaoqin at the side called Wu Chang, Hu Kui and others to go up the mountain.

At this time, Mo Shenggu, who was following behind, slapped Ren Laifeng on the back of the head, knocking him back.

Grinning his teeth, Ren Laifeng turned his head and covered the back of his head, ready to see who hit him, but when he saw Mo Shenggu, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, and was about to run away, but was caught by Mo Shenggu with one hand. He grabbed the back of his neck and screamed in pain.

"Uncle Seven, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't see you! Don't pinch!"

"Your boy is more powerful than me now, [Thousand Butcher Knife Man] Ren Daxia!"

"No, how dare I! Half of my kung fu is due to you!"

"Hmph, don't you always say that the blue is better than the blue, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"I'm just bragging!"

Liu Sipiao covered her mouth and watched the two fight. She knew that Mo Shenggu would not really do anything to Ren Laifeng, and she also wanted someone to clean up Ren Laifeng. After all, Ren Laifeng is as good as he is Name, if you don't fight for three days, you will be crazy.

At this time, Liu Sipiao suddenly saw a tall and straight figure walking up the mountain step by step on the mountain road far above her head, and she couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

Besides, Song Qingshu took one step and disappeared at the corner of this mountain road, which made everyone unable to find his figure. However, his figure didn't move much, but he always came to the end of this road when he took one step. The body shape and footwork are like the legendary "shrinking the ground into an inch", which is breathtaking.

If the current Song Qingshu is allowed to go to the 99 turns in Emei, I am afraid that it will be over if I take 99 steps.

Not long after, Song Qingshu could already see that the overhanging eaves of the Zixiao Palace were just behind the lush branches and green leaves, waiting for his arrival.

At this time, after he turned a corner, he suddenly saw a thin figure standing on the mountain road in front of him. The man held a long sword in his hand and was looking at Song Qingshu with his chest in his arms.

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Uncle Six!"

It was Yin Liting who came!
Yin Liting also has a beard now, and when he saw him addressing himself, he smiled and said: "Qing Shu! You've come back! In the past few years, you owe your brother the New Year's money, and Uncle Six will settle it for you. Remember to wait I will make up for Sixth Uncle!"

Yin Liting gave birth to a fat boy with Ji Xiaofu the second year Song Qingshu went to Binghuo Island. Yang Yaoqin told Song Qingshu about this.

Song Qingshu nodded: "This is naturally indispensable!"

Only then did Yin Liting nodded in satisfaction, but seeing that Song Qingshu was about to step forward, he stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Qingshu, wait a minute!"

Song Qingshu looked up for a moment, wondering why the sixth uncle called him to stop him, only to hear Yin Liting said with a smile: "Your seventh uncle sent us a letter earlier, saying that you will return to Wudang soon, so your third uncle asked me and your second uncle. Uncle, the three of us have set up three thresholds for you, and we are going to weigh you, to see if you keep saying that you want to hit the Bright Summit, but do you have the strength?"

Song Qingshu wanted to roll his eyes a little bit, he, the third uncle, really wanted to come out.

However, Yu Daiyan's current kung fu is the highest among the entire Wudang Seven Heroes, and he speaks very forcefully.

Song Qingshu thought to himself, you didn't see the martial arts exercise with grandpa just now at the foot of the mountain, otherwise you wouldn't be standing here and saying this.

But thinking about it, he still has to do it, so he nodded and said: "The third uncle didn't say, how are you going to weigh me?"

Yin Liting said: "Your third uncle said that you have a big tone now, so you should limit yourself to three moves. We only compete with three moves. Once you pass the three moves, my threshold will be considered equal!"

In fact, Yu Daiyan's original words were "three moves is the limit, if he can't beat you with three moves, even he loses!"

But Yin Liting wanted face after all, and he couldn't say that kind of words, so he said it like this, and he was a little bit dissatisfied with what Yu Daiyan said. How could it be possible that you couldn't even take three tricks? !
In this way, Yin Liting also had a vague idea of ​​wanting to compete with Song Qingshu in his heart, and he was quite serious about today's contest.

Song Qingshu straightened his body, and stood on the mountain path looking at Yin Liting, without the slightest sign of preparing to make a move.

Yin Liting frowned slightly, and asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you not going to fight Sixth Uncle? Or are you looking down on Sixth Uncle?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, hesitantly said: "Uncle Six, otherwise, you don't need to use a sword?"

Yin Liting looked at the long sword in his hand, thought for a while and said: "Your Sixth Uncle's whole body of kung fu is all on this sword, but since you want to be fair, then I don't use the sword!"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "No, I didn't mean that?"

"Then what do you mean?" Yin Liting asked puzzled.

Song Qingshu thought for a while, and then said: "It is the greatest fairness to you not to let you use the sword!"

Yin Liting snorted coldly: "Although it's embarrassing to talk about using weapons to bully the small, but your third uncle admires you so much, let the sixth uncle take a good look at how extraordinary you Song Qingshu are!"

After all, Yin Liting stepped on his feet and was about to draw his sword out of its sheath.

But after a while, his face became a little ugly.

Because he suddenly discovered that the sword in his hand seemed to be welded to death in the scabbard, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to pull it out.

At this time, I heard Song Qingshu say leisurely: "Uncle Liu, do you know that as long as I don't want to, no one can draw a sword in front of me!"

(End of this chapter)