Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 46 Sword Tomb
The two walked out of the snake cave and found that it was bright outside, so they agreed to look for Jianzhong again.At this time Song Qingshu was still holding the purple sword in his hand. It was dim in the cave just now, and only then could he clearly see the two small characters wrapped with gold thread on the hilt of the sword.

"Ziwei!" Yang Yaoqin exclaimed, "It turned out to be Ziwei soft sword!"

Song Qingshu asked her: "Do you know it?"

Yang Yaoqin nodded, she who was cold and clear at the moment got the sword, she couldn't help showing a gorgeous smile, "The sword mound was originally the place where the sword demon Dugu Qiubai's predecessors buried their swords, and there were four swords buried in the sword mound, two of them It is the Ziwei soft sword, but it is said that this sword has long been abandoned by senior Dugu Qiubai in the deep valley. It's God's will."

"It's already been abandoned in the deep valley, how could it be inserted into the top of the giant snake?" Song Qingshu asked, and then suddenly laughed, "Could it be that when the side abandoned the sword, the giant snake happened to be in the deep valley, and senior Dugu Qiubai just threw it into it. The top of its head, and the sword is already extremely sharp, is it inserted like this? Hahaha."

"Then this giant snake is really unlucky." Yang Yaoqin couldn't help laughing.

Song Qingshu shook the Ziwei soft sword, and the sword trembled up and down, making a buzzing sound, and then he waved his hand casually, sweeping across a tree trunk that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the trunk fell in response to the sound, and the cut surface was extremely smooth.

"It really is a soft sword, but also a precious sword!" Song Qingshu exclaimed.

Yang Yaoqin nodded: "Well, indeed."

Suddenly, Song Qingshu seemed to have thought of something, and told Yang Yaoqin not to move, then he wrapped one hand around Yang Yaoqin's slender waist, and wrapped the Ziwei soft sword around Yang Yaoqin's waist like a belt, but Yang Yaoqin's waist was too thin, so he had to wrap it around again After a circle, I found that it was just right, and then I buckled the tip of the sword on the hilt, and it fit perfectly, and I couldn't see the appearance of the sword anymore, it was really like a purple belt.

Seeing Song Qingshu embracing her waist, Yang Yaoqin originally planned to push him away, but when she heard him instructing herself not to move, she stood there in a daze for a moment, not knowing what Song Qingshu was going to do, and later found that he had wrapped the Ziwei soft sword around her waist as a belt, Only then did he understand what he meant, but the flush on his face was hard to fade for a while, and he was very shy and embarrassed.

Song Qingshu looked at the belt made of Ziwei's soft sword, and felt that it fit Yang Yaoqin's waist so well, he couldn't help admiring: "I thought it was a whim on my own, but I didn't expect that senior Dugu Qiubai had For this reason, the hilt of the sword was purposely remodeled so that the tip of the sword could fit on the hilt, thinking that he hung his sword like this when he was walking in the rivers and lakes before."

Yang Yaoqin shyly twisted her waist, jumped a few times, and found that the Ziwei soft sword did not feel uncomfortable at all, and the sword exuded a layer of faint purple smoke in the sun, which added a little bit of pain to Yang Yaoqin. Divide fairy spirit.

"Does it look good?"

"Hmm! It's very beautiful!"

Song Qingshu praised sincerely, in exchange for Yang Yaoqin's gorgeous smile, he immediately felt that it was worth it.

"Then let's go." Yang Yaoqin walked behind him, pushed him lightly, and Song Qingshu walked forward unconsciously.

"Why are you following me?" Song Qingshu asked in confusion, turning his head to look at Yang Yaoqin.

"Don't look, go!" Yang Yaoqin didn't want him to see her blushing, so she turned Song Qingshu's face away with her hand.

Yang Yaoqin didn't know why she was so shy and happy at the moment, a wonderful feeling spread from the depths of her heart, making her feel that everything in this world is so beautiful, the sun is so bright, and the gold bracelet on her hand is so beautiful. so beautiful.

Um?Gold bracelet?When did you get a gold bracelet on your hand?Yang Yaoqin suddenly felt that something was wrong, and brought the hand with the gold bracelet closer to her eyes for a closer look, and suddenly felt a little annoyed and funny.

It turned out that this gold bracelet was actually one of the two snakes wrapped around his arm. At first glance, he thought it was a gold bracelet.

After all, she was a girl, and she was born with an aversion to snakes and insects, so she swung her right hand vigorously, trying to shake off the Boss snake, but the little snake was entangled quite tightly, and she couldn't shake it off for a while.

Song Qingshu also found the gold bracelet on his hand at this time, he thought this "bracelet" was quite beautiful, but when he saw Yang Yaoqin shaking her hands vigorously, he knew that she didn't like this "gold bracelet".

So he pinched the seven-inch Bodhisattva snake with his hand, lifted the little snake in Yang Yaoqin's hand very lightly, and buckled it into his own hand, and the two Bodhisattva snakes became entangled with each other , connected end to end into a thicker "golden bracelet".

Song Qingshu tried to wave his hand, feeling that the two little snakes were tightly entangled and would not loosen with his actions, so he ignored them.

After the little snake made such a fuss, Yang Yaoqin's sense of shyness eased a lot. She took two deep breaths, circulated the true energy in her body, and returned to normal after a while.

At this time, the two had already walked out of the dense forest, and a towering stone wall appeared in front of them. The stone wall was like a screen, about ten feet high.

Song Qingshu saw that there were no other roads on the left and right, so he said to Yang Yaoqin: "I'll go up and have a look first."

"Well, be careful." Yang Yaoqin nodded.

So Song Qingshu worked on his lower body, his feet raised a little on the stone wall, and his figure floated up against the stone wall. Whenever the upward momentum was exhausted, he pushed his feet again, and his figure floated up again, but still Clinging to the mountain wall, I clicked four or five times like this, and then I came to the top of the mountain wall.

Looking around, I realized that this place turned out to be a platform, and I could see a solitary tomb standing in the most conspicuous position directly in front of me.

Song Qingshu froze for a moment as soon as he stood still, then bowed and saluted the tombstone.He guessed that this was the tomb of Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai.

Sure enough, when he took a few steps and saw clearly the inscription on the stone tablet, it clearly read "Yang Guoli, disciple of the Tomb of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai Jijian", and there was nothing else.

Song Qingshu vaguely saw a dark cave behind the tomb, and was about to go there to investigate, when he heard Yang Yaoqin's voice under the cliff.

So he returned to the edge of the platform and shouted down: "Yaoqin, I found it."

Yang Yaoqin waited anxiously below, so she called Song Qingshu, and when she heard Song Qingshu said that she had found it, she was overjoyed, and before Song Qingshu finished speaking, she climbed up the stone wall with all her strength.Her skill is not weaker than Song Qingshu's, but her martial arts practice is not as deep as Song Qingshu's. At most, she learned some basic skills from Ling Xueyan. Now climbing the stone wall is not as smooth as Song Qingshu's, but she also has her own way. I saw her climbing the stone wall. At the first point, she lifted her body violently, but she didn't use enough strength, and her figure was far away from the stone wall, but she didn't worry at all, with a touch of her hand on her waist, Ziwei's soft sword buzzed away, sinking into the stone wall like a snake , Yang Yaoqin saw the sword piercing into the stone wall, she pulled her body closer to the stone wall with her hands, then pressed her feet again, shook her hand, immediately pulled out the Ziwei soft sword, jumped up again, and then inserted the sword into it. The stone wall draws closer to the figure.

After doing this seven or eight times, he reached the top of the stone wall.

But at this moment, her body leaped to the top of the stone wall, but she was a little far away from the platform, and there was nothing on the platform for her to grab, no matter how sharp the sword in her hand was, it couldn't catch the air. Seeing that the upward momentum was exhausted , her body began to fall, if she could not have something to lend her strength within this moment, Yang Yaoqin would directly fall off the cliff more than three feet deep.

Song Qingshu saw Yang Yaoqin coming up, and originally wanted to praise her for being smart, but at the moment he couldn't laugh or cry, he came to Yang Yaoqin's side in the air in a blink of an eye, put his arms around her waist with one hand, and took the Ziwei soft sword with the other, Suddenly he swung the sword far away, and with the force of the throw, he twisted his waist and almost fell to the edge of the platform, only one toe stepped on the ground, half of the sole of his foot was exposed.

As soon as Yang Yaoqin landed on the ground, she looked in the direction where Ziwei's soft sword disappeared, but there was no trace of the sword anymore, she couldn't help exclaiming: "Ah! It flew away."

Song Qingshu pulled her forward a few steps, and said as he walked, "If it doesn't fly, you and I have to fly."

Yang Yaoqin shook her head, and said with some disappointment: "It's a pity that the sword disappeared without covering it."

"What are you afraid of? Go down and look for it later. In this deep mountain and old forest, who else can pick it up?"

Hearing what Song Qingshu said, Yang Yaoqin stopped being obsessed with the sword, and instead observed the situation of the sword mound.

"I heard from my grandfather that after my great-grandfather and grandma retired, they would come to this sword mound every year to pay homage to Senior Sword Demon. This tomb must have been built by my great-grandfather."

Song Qingshu looked at the words on the stone tablet and asked, "Why is it the Tomb of Extreme Sword?"

Yang Yaoqin wiped off the dust on the tombstone with a handkerchief, and even wiped off the filth in the grooves where the lettering was carved. While wiping, she said: "The great-grandfather said that the sword demon predecessors devoted their lives to the sword, and the sword was devoted to love, and only then did they reach the grass and trees. All are swords, no sword is better than the realm of having a sword, and finally speak the heroic words of the heroes with their hands tied and their swords empty."

It was the first time Song Qingshu heard of such a realm. He murmured: "All plants and trees can be swords! No sword is better than having a sword? How can no sword be better than having a sword?! No! It shouldn't be like this! No! That's how it should be!"

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and his brows furrowed unconsciously. Since he was born, his great-grandfather was Zhang Sanfeng, the No. Again, the essence of high and high, but at this moment, under the words "no sword is better than a sword" in Yang Yaoqin's mouth, it has fallen behind, which makes him feel that the high-rise martial arts building that he built before cracked and collapsed in an instant , Only the five characters "No sword is better than a sword" are shining on the ruins, deeply engraved in his heart, his bone marrow, and his flesh and blood.

Then he suddenly saw that the words on the tombstone suddenly danced, and every stroke and every word was like a long sword slashing at him. He found that he had nowhere to hide, only to kneel down , barely escaped the sharp sword light.

But his kneeling seemed to trigger some mechanism. Although he couldn't see it, he felt two large characters flashing with blue light suddenly appeared on the stone wall that he had just climbed up. He couldn't help but want to jump off the cliff to see if there were really two big characters shining with blue light on the stone wall.

But at this moment, he seemed to be out of his body, unable to control his body at all. In his induction, those two big characters turned into countless sword lights and slashed at him. This time he couldn't even hide, he could only He watched helplessly as one of the sword lights pierced the back of his head, then pierced through his forehead, hit the tombstone in front of him, and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, he passed out.

(End of this chapter)