Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 81 Wudang, from Shaolin

As soon as Abbot Kongwen opened his mouth, he directly revealed Yin Liting's identity, and Yin Liting was not surprised, because Monk Kongwen had seen him use Wudang Kungfu, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang, so he could match up with him.

But he still retorted: "I am not!"

Abbot Kong Wen chuckled and said: "No, it's not. May I ask what your Excellency intends to do when you entered my Shaolin in the middle of the night?"

Yin Liting said: "When did I enter Shaolin? I was obviously caught outside Shaolin, you insist on wronging me for entering Shaolin Temple."

Monk Kong couldn't help saying: "Nonsense! I clearly chased you out of Shaolin Temple!"

Yin Liting asked him back: "Then can you see what the man you are chasing looks like?"

Kong Xing was taken aback for a moment, then mumbled, "Well, that's not true."

Yin Liting was overjoyed, but didn't show it: "That's right, you haven't even seen that person, how do you know that the person you're chasing is me?"

Kong Zhi stopped Kong Xing from the side, beckoned him not to say any more, and then said to Yin Liting: "The poor monk caught you from the wall, there is nothing wrong with that, right?"

Yin Liting said: "Then I went up the mountain to enjoy the moon."

"Lie down on the wall and watch the moon?"

"The moonlight is better up there."

Abbot Kongwen stopped the two from arguing: "The pure one will be clear, and the turbid one will be turbid. There is no need to argue. You are a guest from afar, so please stay in our temple for a few more days."

After finishing speaking, Abbot Kongwen waved his hand, and two disciples took Yin Liting away.

After all, Jiang is still old and spicy. Seeing that Yin Liting refused to admit that he went to Shaolin at night, he knew that it would be useless to talk too much. Since he has already fallen into Shaolin Temple, it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not.

After Yin Liting left, Abbot Kongwen said to Kongzhi: "Tomorrow morning, you will take your disciple to the inn at the foot of the mountain to search for his luggage."

Kong Zhi nodded, then asked Kong Wen: "Then how should Yin Liting deal with it?"

Kong Wen looked at the moonlight outside the courtyard and said: "This is a golden opportunity, his Wudang reputation has been increasing in recent years, and he has a tendency to surpass my Shaolin faintly, but the world has forgotten that he Zhang Sanfeng is just my Shaolin abandoned disciple, no Just live a little longer, and really think of myself as a god."

When he said these words, Kongzhi Kongxing was listening quietly. There were only three of them in the whole room, but they didn't notice it. The faces of the three were full of jealousy and hatred. There was no such thing as a Shaolin monk. Some are calm and solemn.

In the early morning of the next day, Kong Zhi took three disciples down the mountain, searched for a while in the inn at the foot of the mountain, and found the clothes and sword left by Yin Liting in the room.

In order not to reveal his identity, Yin Liting changed his clothes on purpose, and he did not bring the saber close to his body, but the strong dragon did not overwhelm the snake, and was finally found by the people of Shaolin Temple.

So Kongzhi took Yin Liting's saber to Wudang alone, and only then did the previous things happen.

And when Kongzhi said the phrase "I want Wudang, I want to return to Shaolin", Zhang Sanfeng's laughter came over, directly shaking Kongzhi to spurt blood.

Kong Zhi was also stubborn, knowing that Zhang Sanfeng had heard what he said, he simply let go of his voice and said loudly: "Master Zhang, you learned from Shaolin and then abandoned it, but your kung fu is from Shaolin Temple. You can’t change it! Now that your six disciples are captured in Shaolin at night, you Wudang will either give Shaolin an explanation, or simply drive Yin Liting out of Wudang, so my Shaolin Bendang will not have such a thing, and I will go down the mountain immediately.”

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi's faces were gloomy, especially Zhang Songxi, who didn't have Song Yuanqiao's energy-raising skills, so he said with a cold face: "You all heard that the abbot's head was kicked by a donkey?!"

Kong Zhi said angrily: "You..."

Zhang Songxi drew his sword out of its sheath and interrupted him: "You said that my sixth younger brother went to Shaolin at night, and I also said that you Kongzhi went to Wudang every day! You don't want to leave today, just stay in Wudang as a guest."

He said that he would attack Kong Zhi, but Song Yuanqiao stopped him.

"Fourth brother, put away the sword!"

Zhang Songxi looked at Kongzhi with a murderous look, put the sword back into the scabbard with a "cang clang", sat down on the chair, and said nothing with a cold face.

Song Yuanqiao also stared at Kongzhi with an ugly expression, while Kongzhi put his palms together and recited scriptures silently, as if he would go to hell if he didn't.

"Master Kongzhi, do you have to be so aggressive in Shaolin?" Song Yuanqiao said.

Kongzhi didn't speak, just recited the scriptures silently.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao suddenly stood up and said to Zhang Songxi, "Zhang Songxi!"

Zhang Songxi was startled, stood up quickly and cupped his hands to Song Yuanqiao: "The disciple is here!"

Song Yuanqiao slapped his palm on the table, and the internal force he inadvertently released pushed down the table with a handprint, which penetrated into the table by more than an inch.

"As the acting head, I declare that Yin Liting will be expelled from Wudang, and he will not be allowed to enter Wudang from now on!"

Zhang Songxi looked at Song Yuanqiao in surprise: "This... this."

Song Yuanqiao didn't wait for him to speak, and went on to say: "Immediately tell Jiang Hu, from now on, whether Yin Liting is dead or alive, whether he does good or evil, he has nothing to do with the Wudang faction!"

"Yes!" Zhang Songxi nodded in agreement.

Kong Zhi was dumbfounded watching from the sidelines, seeing Zhang Songxi stepping away, he said sadly: "Hero Song is so courageous! Aren't you afraid that after you drive Liuxia Yin out of Wudang, he will be killed by Jiang Hu?" His tone had already taken him away. The tone was threatening.

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi suddenly turned to look at him.

Zhang Songxi squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "If he dies, you Shaolin will also have to be buried with him!"

The three of them were hostile to each other in Zixiao Palace, and the air suddenly froze.

Suddenly, Kongzhi laughed loudly and said: "Amitabha! Song Daxia and Zhang Daxia suspended the Thunder Fury. What the old monk said just now is just a joke, it can't be true, it can't be true."

Song Yuanqiao's complexion also changed, he laughed and said: "What I said is also a joke, it can't be true."

Only Zhang Songxi still looked ugly, but both of them sat down as if they hadn't seen him.

Kongzhi understood that Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi were acting for him just now, although what they said was false, their decisive attitude was true.

So he calmed down and said: "Wudang originated from Shaolin, this is the consensus in the martial arts, I don't think Song Daxia will object."

One is attributed to Shaolin, and the other is originated from Shaolin. The difference of one word is ever-changing.

Song Yuanqiao also knew the bottom line of Shaolin. He knew that as long as he agreed with Kong Zhi's statement, it would immediately spread throughout the world, and the Wudang faction could not refute it.

In the past, although Shaolin had always secretly spread that Zhang Sanfeng was an abandoned disciple of Shaolin, and that Wudang Kung Fu was born in Shaolin, they never said it publicly, not because they didn’t want to say it, but because Shaolin dared not say it. After all, Zhang Sanfeng, the martial arts myth, is still alive. Once he really got angry with what he said and hit Shaolin, no one really could stop him.

But it is different now, Yin Liting gave Shaolin an excuse and left Wudang a handle, now Shaolin uses this excuse and excuse to make this matter real, but Wudang has something to say and cannot argue, then the world will be slow If you slowly agree with the statement that Wudang originated from Shaolin, then the Wudang sect will no longer be able to hold its head up.

Shaolin's strategy is really murderous.

But Song Yuanqiao couldn't refuse Kong Zhi, if he really gave up Yin Liting, even if Shaolin killed him, Wudang would have nothing to say.At that time, there will be rumors in the world again, saying that Wudang is afraid of Shaolin, and the result is not much better.

Moreover, it is impossible for Song Yuanqiao to give up Yin Liting because of the relationship between the seniors and brothers for more than ten years.

Just when Song Yuanqiao was in a dilemma, Zhang Sanfeng's voice suddenly sounded in Zixiao Palace.

"I agreed!"

"Yuanqiao, Songxi, clear the field!"

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi stood up suddenly, Qiqi gestured to Kongzhi: "Master Kongzhi, please!"

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had already agreed, Kong Zhi didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and saluted, turned around and left.

So far, Wudang and Shaolin are in the same situation, all the contradictions are on the bright side, and they will never lose the previous harmony.

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi watched Kongzhi leave, Zhang Songxi suddenly made a beheading gesture to Song Yuanqiao, Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard, and finally shook his head.

Both of them knew that because of Yin Liting's recklessness this time, the Wudang faction was going to lose their adults.

After Monk Kongzhi left, the two quickly came to Zhang Sanfeng's room. At this time, Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin hadn't left yet. Seeing them coming in, they hurriedly stood up and saluted them.

Song Yuanqiao watched the pair of bi people salute to him, and immediately grinned, and patted the back of Song Qingshu's head to show his happiness, and then saluted Zhang Sanfeng with Zhang Songxi respectively.

Zhang Songxi said: "Master, why did you agree to Shaolin's request? Is my Wudang reputation of nearly a hundred years being ruined like this?"

Song Yuanqiao reprimanded him from the side: "Fourth brother! How can you talk to master?!"

Zhang Songxi just woke up like a dream, and hastily bent down and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng: "I'm sorry, Master, I lost my word in a moment of impatience, and please don't take offense, Master."

The old Taoist chuckled and said, "You have always valued Wudang's reputation more than me, how can I blame you as a teacher."

Song Qingshu didn't know what happened, so Song Yuanqiao told him what happened just now, Song Qingshu said angrily: "Shaolin Temple is too deceitful, I will go to Shaoshi Mountain to save...!"

Song Yuanqiao slapped him on the back of the head again and said, "Save me, is it your turn?"

Zhang Songxi let out a long sigh: "Sixth Brother, you are confused! You are confused!"

Several people were uncomfortable hearing what he said, so they stopped talking.

At this time, the old Taoist reached out and patted Zhang Songxi's forehead. He moved so quickly that everyone didn't react at all, so they heard him say: "Master, I heard what you just said. Very good, I didn't embarrass my master. Of course, Wudang may lose face this time, but people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed. This time we lose face, next time it will be Shaolin's turn to lose face. Li Ting is a good boy, but he is still young, acting a bit reckless, and more I need the teaching and support of you brothers."

When he said this, both Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi nodded.

I heard the old Taoist continue to say: "If you are full, you will lose. It is not necessarily a bad thing to suffer a big loss this time. Okay, Yuanqiao, you and Songxi go to Shaolin Temple and bring Liting back."

"Yes, Master." The two answered.

Then the old man turned his head and said to Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin: "You two should go to the Western Regions, your second uncle and seventh uncle are both in the Western Regions, so there is someone to take care of you when you go?"

"Go to the Western Regions! What are you doing?" Song Yuanqiao asked suddenly.

The old Taoist said lightly: "Look for medicine, seek revenge!"

(End of this chapter)