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"Second Uncle, is Master really cultivating immortality?"

After defeating hundreds of people from the Vajra Sect together with the Four Heroes, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh.

The fight between two first-rate masters and dozens of second-rate fighters from the Vajra Sect was easier to deal with than Song Qingshu had expected.

After the fight, even the weakest Song Qingshu still had 20% of his internal energy left. The Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was as strong as a bug.

In the absence of a top master who can break the formation by force, the second generation of the Wudang Sect is invincible in the entire martial arts world.

Don’t talk about the confidence of the second generation of Wudang who don’t have a clear understanding of the masters in the world.

After seeing the effect, even Song Qingshu wanted to put his hands on his hips and laugh three times.

After all, in this age when martial arts have declined, Zhang Laodao is the only master who is considered to be the best among the best.

"Qingshu, your master is practicing Taoism, not cultivating immortals as you said. If you are a kid and don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Yin Liting and Song Qingshu were bickering.

For ordinary matters, Yin Liting would probably not refute Song Qingshu.

But regarding the master and women, these are Yin Liting's two weak spots, and no one is allowed to joke about them.

"Stop joking, you two. We haven't finished our work yet." After Mo Shenggu refuted the two, he looked at his two brothers and said, "Second brother, fourth brother, what should we do with these monks? Otherwise, cripple them all and let them have the same pain as Third Brother, who had his bones broken all over his body."

Although most of the disciples of the Vajra Sect could no longer get up.

However, the casualties caused by the Wudang people were not great, and there were not many casualties, only a few dozen, less than three times the total number of people.

Most of the time, you can be resurrected with full health after you have recovered your breath.

"Master Gangxin, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. We, Wudang, do not want to implicate innocent people. We ask the Vajra Sect to hand over the murderer who persecuted my third junior brother and put an end to this case between the two sects."

Yu Lianzhou said to Monk Gangxin who was lying on the ground vomiting blood.

It is certain that the higher the martial arts skills, the more severe the beating will be.

He can't stop himself only when dealing with masters. The small fry have no right to make the Wudang people fail.

"The Vajra Sect does not have the murderer you are looking for." Monk Gangxin said stubbornly.

"You took my letter for granted. Since you won't cry until you see the coffin, don't blame us for being cruel."

Yin Liting raised his sword and walked forward, saying that Wudang disciples just didn't want to kill people, not that they didn't know how to kill people.

There are several brothers in the martial arts world, and none of them has not killed more than a hundred people.

"Amitabha."

After a Buddhist chant, an old monk with white beard and brows came out, supported by two young monks.

It seems that he has lost the ability to move. Perhaps it is because he does not have advanced internal skills. Even if his external skills are very advanced, they will not last long when he is old.

"Master, are you going to take action?"

Yu Lianzhou said to the old monk warily.

Even if Taoist Zhang is a hundred years old, he can still beat seven disciples alone. With this example, Yu Lianzhou dare not underestimate any old man.

"Amitabha, I am already this old, how can I do anything? I come out just to save my face." The old monk chanted a Buddhist name and said.

"Master, as a senior, you should have this face, but Wudang has come all the way to the Western Regions. If we can't find the murderer who hurt my junior brother, we will definitely not let it go!"

After all, Yu Lianzhou had been educated by Zhang Laodao for a long time, so he spoke more politely. If it were Song Qingshu, he would only question, why should I give you face just because you have such a big face.

"Second Master Yu, I just believe that what my nephew said just now was not a lie. It is true that our disciples have not set foot in the Central Plains for many years.

If Wudang Yu Sanxia was really injured by our sect's Vajra Finger, it could only be the work of the disciples who defected to Yuan Ting before. They have long been only obeying Yuan Ting and have nothing to do with our sect."

This is quite shameless. If it were a sect from the Central Plains, they would never say such a thing.

"Master, do you mean that we, the Wudang Sect, really want to come here for nothing?"

Yu Lianzhou placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes flashing with coldness, and asked in a cold tone.

Yu Lianzhou is the most ruthless man in Wudang. This title is not a joke. He will never show mercy when it is time to take action.

The rule of the martial arts world is that whoever is the disciple is responsible.

Not to mention the legitimate disciples of the sect, even if the father and son betrayed the sect, the sect would have to take the blame for the trouble caused by the disciples.

As long as the master teaches his disciple kung fu, the disciple will bear half of the blame.

This is why we need to examine the character of disciples.

No matter how you look at it, martial arts are also a way to kill people, so they must be taught with caution.

"What I mean is that these disciples have surrendered to the Ruyang Palace of the Yuan court. If the Wudang heroes want to end things, I can send some disciples to go with you to Dadu and confront them together with you."

The old monk made a sudden turn and almost sprained Song Qingshu's waist.

As to whether the old monk's intentions are good or bad, it is hard to say.

"No need, just explain their situation clearly. Wudang disciples don't need help to avenge themselves."

Yu Lianzhou replied, still with the arrogance of a Wudang Sect martial arts master.

"They left our sect many years ago, and we don't know much about their current situation. They are all our disciples from the Western Regions. After they felt that they had mastered their skills, we lost contact with them. We only recently learned that they had joined the Yuan Court. If they really hurt the Three Heroes of Wudang, we are really sorry..."

The old monk looked polite, but he was really a bad person. He avoided the main point and talked about a lot of trivial things, just because he didn't want to take the blame.

Firstly, he didn't mention the strength of the three disciples of Yuan Ting, and secondly, he didn't mention the Black Jade Ointment. It was obvious that he wanted to fool a few people.

"Old monk, you've been talking for a long time, can you be more practical? My uncle was injured by your disciples of the Vajra Sect and became a disabled person. Do you want us to retreat just by talking nonsense?"

Seeing that the four heroes were about to be persuaded by the old monk, Song Qingshu could not help but jump out.

After thinking about it, Wudang had to hold back when facing the Ming Cult, a group of demons and monsters.

It is normal that they have no intention of eradicating all the evil of the Vajra Sect, which has never harmed the Central Plains.

The robbery by the Western Region sects is just a way of survival, just like the protection fees collected by the Central Plains sects.

We cannot use this alone to distinguish between the right and wrong paths.

“I don’t know what the donor wants us to say. The fact that the Wudang disciples swept through our Vajra Sect is enough to humiliate us.

Do you want us, the disciples of the Vajra Sect, to retreat when we see the disciples of Wudang in the martial arts world? You Wudang is indeed powerful, so it is not impossible for us to..."

An old monk can actually look like a bitch.

There would be no one from other sects here, otherwise Wudang would seem to be bullying the weak.

"You injured my Third Uncle and made him a cripple. Are you not even going to take out the Black Jade Ointment from your Vajra Sect?"

If the Vajra Sect is destroyed, all the Wudang people have to do is collect the spoils, and the Black Jade Fracture Ointment will definitely not escape.

Now it doesn't mean to wipe out the whole family, it can only be Song Qingshu who took the initiative to bring it up.

The old monk's face flashed with a flash of surprise, and then he immediately returned to normal: "Young donor, you are a little too anxious. I haven't had time to say anything yet. In order to express our apology to Yu Sanxia, ​​our sect is willing to offer our secret medicine, Black Jade Ointment, to you to heal your injuries."

"Not enough. I need your prescription. We in Wudang also need to help your Vajra Sect get rid of the unworthy children who defected to the Yuan court. What if we get hurt by those evil guys again without the prescription?"

The Black Jade Ointment is a secret medicine passed down from generation to generation by the Vajra Sect.

Not many disciples in the sect have heard of it, and it is a secret that only a few masters in the sect know.

Of course I wouldn’t give it away easily, let alone give someone a prescription. It’s even more difficult to get someone to ask for medicine.

Song Qingshu said this not only because he really wanted the prescription, but also because he was deliberately making things difficult for the old monk and trying to anger him.

Song Qingshu would not believe it even if he was beaten to death. This old monk was a top master who could break the Wudang Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation. "Young donor, that's right." After a change of expression on the old monk's face, he responded with a fake smile.

Song Qingshu actually wanted the Vajra Sect to be tougher so that they could kill more bad guys.

It’s just that the Vajra Sect is inherited from Shaolin, and there are also old monsters in the temple, although no one knows how good their martial arts are.

But he definitely has a lot of experience in the underworld. He may have been in the Central Plains and studied abroad. When he was at a disadvantage, he fell to his knees completely.

This approach may be useless for the Western Regions sects, but it is just the right remedy for Wudang.

"Qingshu, how did you know that the Vajra Sect has this kind of healing medicine?"

On the way back to Yumen Pass from Vajra Gate, Yu Lianzhou and others asked Song Qingshu.

"The person who was trying to get the information heard this piece of news, but I didn't know whether it was true or not. I couldn't confirm it, so I didn't report it to my uncles. I was unwilling to accept it, so I tricked the old monk."

Song Qingshu explained casually.

A passable excuse is enough. The ointment is far more important than the news of where Song Qingshu came from.

"Qingshu, you were too careless this time. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, you should have told us."

This time, even Zhang Songxi rarely lectured Song Qingshu.

"Uncle Four is right. My nephew's experience in the martial arts world is still a little shallow."

It was hard to accept, so Song Qingshu could only admit it.

"Can this Black Jade Fracture Ointment really restore broken bones?"

Yin Laoliu was somewhat incredulous.

The effect of this ointment is beyond the knowledge of the Wudang people.

You know, if there is medicine that can heal broken bones, the people in Wudang would not give up on treating Yu Daying.

For more than ten years, I only thought about how to avenge Yu Daying and never considered the issue of finding medical treatment or medicine.

"If you want to see the effect, just give it a try."

Although Song Qingshu felt that the Vajra Sect would not dare to play tricks, he still had to try the medicine.

When traveling around the world, even food has to be tested for poison first, let alone healing ointments.

"How to try?"

"When we get back to Yumen Pass, we'll just find a random beast to try it on."

There were too few living things in the desert, and it would be unwise to break the legs of the Western Region horses that the people were riding on.

When traveling around the world, a good horse can be half your life, and no one will give up easily.

This is the wealth that Wudang has accumulated over the years with great difficulty.

After the five people returned to Yumen Pass, they rented a yard and settled down there temporarily.

When testing the medicine, you must do it nearby. If there is any problem, you can go back to the Vajra Gate to settle the score early.

Otherwise, if I return to Hubei and want to go to the Western Regions again, the round trip will take at least another half a year.

"Uncle, I want to go out for a while."

After staying in the yard for two days and seeing no signs of the animals being poisoned, Song Qingshu felt relieved and went to Yu Lianzhou to apply for permission to act alone.

"Where are you going?"

"This is my first time in the Western Regions, and my nephew wants to go out and travel."

It would be fine if you didn't come all the way to the Western Regions.

Song Qingshu was not very interested in the complete Nine Yang Divine Art.

This crappy martial art is something that no one has ever mastered. It is Zhang Wuji's personal creation.

He is indeed very strong, but his martial arts also have major flaws.

If you want to achieve great success, you must have someone to help you open up hundreds of major acupoints around the body.

You can't act rashly before you achieve great success, or you might end up making someone frustrated and die.

Zhang Laodao's master, Monk Jueyuan, died of exhaustion after practicing Nine Yang.

Wudang Nine Yang Gong has absorbed most of the essence of the complete Nine Yang Gong.

In addition, Zhang Laodao incorporated a large part of the Taoist essence, and the Wudang Nine Yang Gong is no less than any top-level mental method.

The fact that you become faster and faster in the later stages of practice can be said to be worth any martial arts.

With the indestructible effect of the Nine Yang Vajra, Song Qingshu can learn external skills.

As for the problem of restraining ice-based martial arts, Song Qingshu does not need it.

If Song Qingshu has the time to practice Jiuyang, he can also practice other martial arts and master enough skills to not be inferior to the ice martial arts.

The main reason why Song Qingshu wanted to go to Kunlun was that he was thinking about the natural treasures in the nameless valley.

The peaches can allow monkeys to live for a hundred years after eating them, so they are definitely not ordinary things.

"How about asking your sixth uncle to go with you?"

"My fellow masters still need to go to Dadu to look for the murderer. There is no need to waste your time on me. I will return to the mountain after a short tour."

What Song Qingshu did was even harder to explain than the Black Jade Ointment, so of course he didn't need anyone to follow him.

"Alright, be careful when walking in the martial arts world. This is the Western Regions, and your master's reputation is not as useful as in the Central Plains."

Yu Lianzhou had seen a lot of Song Qingshu's martial arts, which were enough for him to travel around the world.

What is more worrying is that Song Qingshu does not have enough experience in the martial arts world.

"Disciple knows."

After separating from the four heroes, Song Qingshu found a caravan and continued westward.

Because the Western Regions are sparsely populated, there are not so many injustices that require chivalry.

Song Qingshu was traveling alone, but his speed was much faster than when five people were traveling together.

After more than ten days, Song Qingshu approached Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain actually refers to the Kunlun Mountains, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many martial arts forces. Two of them are first-rate forces, so Song Qingshu certainly won't look for them blindly.

The landmark is actually Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, which was passed down by the descendants of Zhu Ziliu and Wu Xiuwen.

Zhu Ziliu is the apprentice of Yideng, one of the old Five Wonders, and Wu Xiuwen is also the apprentice of Guo Jing, one of the new Five Wonders.

In fact, they all inherited the top martial arts heritage. The reason they were able to hide in the Western Regions was mainly because they were frightened by the Mongols, which was a typical example of bringing shame to their ancestors.

The reason these two families were able to get together was that Wu Xiuwen's father, Wu Santong, like Zhu Ziliu, was a disciple of Yideng.

The Wu family gives people the impression that they are incompetent, but it’s actually nothing.

If we trace back to the roots, we can calculate that this family indirectly inherited the legacy of Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi through Guo Jing.

If one has mastered the martial arts of four or five unique masters, but his skills are still very poor, then his understanding of this dish will be more real and accurate.

Maybe it’s because of the world of martial arts, the area near Kunlun Mountain is actually much more prosperous than it was in history.

With martial arts, human beings are much more capable of survival, so it is not difficult to find someone to inquire about it. (End of this chapter)