The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 375

"Qingshu has met Grand Master, father, and all uncles."

Holding his saber in his arms, Luo Qingyang came to the temple of Wudang Mountain.

This is the place to live, and now they are all gathered in Zhang Sanfeng's residence, so it is easy to find them.

With his current strength, he is enough to rank in the top ten in Wudang Mountain.

Most things in Wudang will not be hidden from him, and Song Yuanqiao will often tell him some big and small things in the Jianghu.

When he was free, he would go to Yu Daiyan's house and tell his third uncle about these things.

"Qingshu, this is your fifth uncle Zhang Cuishan, do you still have any memory?"

Song Yuanqiao waved to Luo Qingyang.

Luo Qingyang, who was on the side, slowly walked up to Zhang Cuishan.

"I met Uncle Wu."

Luo Qingyang looked at Zhang Cuishan, and it was indeed somewhat similar to what he remembered when he was a child.

Next to him, there is a beautiful woman, probably his fifth aunt, Yin Susu from the Sky Eagle Sect.

"Uncle Wu is getting old, but Qing Shu is getting more and more handsome."

Zhang Cuishan grabbed Luo Qingyang's shoulders with both hands, looking at him excitedly.

Before he left Wudang, Luo Qingyang was their group favorite, and all the uncles loved him very much.

"Uncle Wu is not old yet, and in the future, Uncle Wu will help take care of Qingshu's children!"

Luo Qingyang shook his head.

I didn't expect this day to come so fast.

Now that Zhang Cuishan has returned to Wudang, the bloody storm of Dragon Slaying Saber will spread to Wudang.

In this world, the most difficult thing to understand is the human heart, and it is impossible for Wudang Mountain to be the enemy of Quan Wulin.

So this time, either to inform Xie Xun of his whereabouts, or to forcefully suppress them, the two stayed in Wudang Mountain.

Otherwise, only the dead can keep the secret.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed happily.

This little guy is a big kid, and he is only 16 years old, so he asked all the uncles to help him bring up the baby.

"Nephew's appearance and identity are sure to be liked by many women."

Yin Susu helped from the side.

However, when she saw Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but think of her own boy Wuji in her mind.

My own child was captured by Yuan soldiers and is now missing. They are very incompetent parents.

"Fifth sister-in-law is right. This kid is handsome and has a very special background. Apart from Shaolin Temple, there are many decent families who come to propose marriage every year."

Yin Liting broke the news directly.

Over the years, there were not a few people who approached Wudang to propose marriage for Luo Qingyang.

However, they pushed everything away, they thought, Luo Qingyang still likes it.

This kid is now dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with a handsome face, and even looks a little frail.

His face is handsome and fair, and his purple Taoist robe flutters without wind, as if a fairy is coming to this world.

Once he entered the rivers and lakes, he didn't know how many women would run after him.

Not only is he handsome, but his martial arts is also strong, and his birth is a miracle from heaven. He is definitely the best candidate for marriage between various factions.

"In a few years, it's time for Qingshu to go down the mountain to have a look."

Song Yuanqiao nodded in agreement.

At this point, Luo Qingyang is better than blue because of blue, and he is full of immortality.

"Don't make fun of this kid. Apart from reading Taoist classics, he is practicing all day long, so he won't go down the mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng preached helplessly.

He watched Luo Qingyang grow up, and even his martial arts were taught by him himself.

The current Luo Qingyang, how strong he is, he can almost be sure of it.

"Grand master, I am not practicing with you!"

Luo Qingyang smiled lightly at this.

He felt that there was no need to go down the mountain now, and it was better to participate in the siege of Guangmingding directly after the plot officially started!
Now he is immersed in Taoist classics and creating his own martial arts.

Whether it's Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu, Ringing Fingers and Soft Sword, Shenmen Thirteen Swords, or Tiyunzong, Mianzhang, Tiger Claw Juehushou, Jiugong Baguazhang, they are all practiced by him to perfection.

After that, Luo Qingyang has been creating his own sword and boxing techniques, and now he has some preliminary ideas.

Zhang Sanfeng even taught Luo Qingyang the previous Saber and True Martial Sword.

"Okay, I called you here today because I have something important to discuss."

Zhang Sanfeng's expression straightened.

The various sects must be expensive to climb Wudang Mountain for the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Three days later, it would be his [-]th birthday, and people from all schools and sects would definitely climb up Wudang Mountain to inquire about Xie Xun's whereabouts.

"Master, our Wudang Mountain is a famous family in the world. With you sitting here, those people should not dare to be aggressive."

Yin Liting never thought about the consequences of all the so-called decent sects persecuting Wudang.

In his eyes, his master is the most powerful in the world, and no one should dare to make trouble in Wudang.

"Sixth Uncle's words are wrong, it is precisely because Grand Master has a high seniority and is the most famous in the world, so we all know that he will not make a move easily.

Even though they are aggressive, they are still famous and decent in name. As the host, Wudang is difficult to suppress with force. "

Luo Qingyang immediately denied it.

Don't take this group of so-called decent families as decent, they are just wolves in sheep's clothing.

Of course, there are bad people in the decency, and not all of them are bad people, just like there are good people in the Demon Cult.

"Then what should we do now? Xie Xun is the brother-in-law of the fifth brother, and the fifth brother will definitely not reveal their whereabouts. Once the major sects surround Wudang, they will definitely not give up until they get an answer."

Song Yuanqiao is also worried now!

Now Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu's children were directly arrested by Yuan Bing's masters.

Presumably, they used Wuji to threaten Zhang Cuishan and his wife and tell Xie Xun's whereabouts.

"The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, the treasured sword slaying the dragon, commanding the world, who dare not to obey, relying on the sky to come out, who will fight for the front? How many people in the world have been harmed by these words."

Luo Qingyang sighed.

Everyone in the martial arts world wants to become the supreme martial artist and command the martial arts world.

This is like being in the emperor's house, everyone wants to be the emperor, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and all the people in the world are subjects.

"Perhaps only the dead can keep secrets."

Luo Qingyang thought about it, either the Wudang faction was against the entire martial arts world, or Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu died, there was almost no other choice.

Of course, if Zhang Cuishan's martial arts is number one in the world, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

But even if Zhang Sanfeng is number one in the world, it is impossible for Zhang Cuishan to cause a bloodbath in Wudang.

"Qing Shu, don't speak nonsense!"

Song Yuanqiao never thought that his son would say such rebellious words.

"Brother, why are you in a hurry, let Qing Shu finish speaking first."

Yu Lianzhou grabbed Song Yuanqiao to prevent him from overreacting.

Strictly speaking, what Luo Qingyang said is not wrong, indeed only the dead can keep secrets.

"Qingshu, what's your plan?"

Seeing the extreme confidence in Luo Qingyang's eyes, Zhang Sanfeng obviously had a solution in his heart.

Based on his understanding of this little guy, he would definitely not speak nonsense, there must be deep meaning in it.

"It's very simple. Let Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu commit suicide in front of the whole world. Naturally, no one will ask Xie Xun's whereabouts."

Luo Qingyang said frankly.

They made arrangements ahead of time, so there was no need for Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to die, but they would not have the opportunity to walk around the rivers and lakes in the future.

Of course, it's not impossible to change your face, but it will take a little longer.

"Song Qingshu, how dare you say such rebellious words."

Song Yuanqiao roared angrily.

As the head of the Wudang sect, he rarely had time to educate Luo Qingyang, usually his mother did the education.

His mother kept pampering the child, which caused Luo Qingyang to have a personality that was not quite like him.

"Brother, calm down."

Yu Lianzhou grabbed Song Yuanqiao, so that this guy would not have to fight Luo Qingyang if he heard something.

In Song Yuanqiao's world, these outrageous words cannot be mentioned.

"You plan to make Cuishan and Susu fake their deaths, and everyone cooperate with them to deceive the world?"

After Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a while, he understood Luo Qingyang's method, which is indeed a good method.

"But how can we hide it from the world?"

Although Zhang Cuishan agrees, there is no way to implement it.

With the strength of those people from various sects, it is impossible not to know that he is feigning death, and how difficult it is to feign death in front of the whole world.

"The human body is a very special existence. There is an acupuncture point in the atrium of a person. After being stabbed, as long as the bleeding is stopped in time, you will not die. Fifth Uncle and Fifth Aunt perform the turtle's breathing technique at the same time, which is enough to hide it from the world."

Luo Qingyang stated simply.

This undead kalpa is very special, ordinary ninjutsu is almost certain to die, but people with true energy can live.

Although this is not the world of immortals, it is also a world of martial arts. The body of a martial arts practitioner is inherently powerful.

"The technique of the turtle's breath is what you pretended to be dead in front of me last time?"

Yin Liting suddenly remembered that once when he was practicing against Luo Qingyang, Luo Qingyang hit him in the palm.

Then the dead child was cold and breathless, as if he had been beaten to death.

Just when he was anxious, the little guy "miraculously" came back to life.

"Well, originally I planned to study the method of holding one's breath underwater, but by accident, I came up with the technique of tortoise's breath."

Luo Qingyang smiled awkwardly.

He was planning to fiddle with internal breathing, whether it was going into the water or encountering poisonous gas, he would be able to protect himself, but something happened.

"You are so naughty, kid. You scared Uncle Six enough that time."

Zhang Songxi chuckled.

At that time, Yin Liting often came to him to complain, this brat was scared to death by them.

I don't know who he looks like, neither Song Yuanqiao nor his mother Xueyan has this kind of personality.

"Qingshu, you use the technique of turtle's breath, let me see."

Zhang Sanfeng asked Luo Qingyang to perform on the spot.

If he can't even see it, then he can basically hide it from the major sects, because in the entire martial arts world, no one is stronger than him.

"pat~"

Luo Qingyang suddenly fell to the side.

Not to mention the breath all over the body, there is not even the slightest vitality, the heart stops, and the breathing is cut off.

Even the pupils are disguised.

"Qing Shu, why do you come to scare me every time?"

Yin Liting could no longer say that this child definitely had a grudge against him, and he always came to scare him.

"The pulse is gone."

Mo Shenggu checked Luo Qingyang's pulse, and there was no movement at all, completely dead still.

He also opened Luo Qingyang's eyes, with dilated pupils, as if he had really died.

"Tricking up some sorcery all day long."

Song Yuanqiao was furious.

If it weren't for other people to protect Luo Qingyang, he would have to make Luo Qingyang face the wall and think about his mistakes, and stop researching things indiscriminately.

Wudang School's kung fu is extensive and profound, don't think that you know it, and you don't care about it.

(End of this chapter)