From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 46

"Master, what do you think this is?"

Before the black coffin, Xiao Zhao walked over with a token.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his sword and took the token to check.

This looks like a jade tablet, with a majestic mountain engraved on the front and two words "Shengxian" engraved on the back.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wuji was puzzled.

"do not know!"

Xiao Zhao shook his head: "However, the token has been held in this person's hand, and he has not let go until his death. It should be an extremely important thing."

"Anything else?"

"For example, the inheritance of kendo or something?"

Zhang Wuji said with great expectation.

"No!" Xiao Zhao continued to shake his head.

Zhang Wuji was a little disappointed when he heard the words, playing with a hammer without the inheritance of kendo!
Reluctantly, he went to check the ancient coffin again.

This person has been dead for hundreds of years at least, and even the bones are almost rotting away.

The entire coffin was empty, and there was indeed nothing but the token.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wuji sighed, and glanced at the little snake on the ground. At first, he wanted to cook a snake soup to taste, but when he thought that this guy had eaten human flesh, he lost his appetite.

After Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao came out of the ancient tomb, they found a small town and asked Jin Yiwei to tell Yang Buhui about the discovery of the spiritual realm here, and let her handle it.

If this kind of spiritual realm hadn't been discovered early, it might even evolve into a ghost in a few years.

But now it's just right, King Wei Bat's ice cotton palm practice just needs such a place with some yin energy, maybe he can use this to break through the heart barrier and break through the innate realm.

After dealing with the whole matter, Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao went on a journey together again.

To be honest, although he didn't gain much in the ancient tomb, Zhang Wuji was very happy with just this black sword.

Although the black sword was not sharp enough, it was extremely hard. Zhang Wuji had tried countless methods before, and he couldn't even remove a piece of rust from the black sword.

The battle with the silver snake this time also demonstrated this point. An ordinary sword would not be able to stop the head hammer from the snake with all its strength, let alone cut the snake's body in two.

After all, although the sword energy is sharp, it must be able to withstand the sword body.

Ordinary long swords can withstand the sword energy from the sword three feet at most. If there are more long swords, they may be shattered on the spot.

But Zhang Wuji's sword energy was so powerful that he couldn't exert his strongest attack power at all.

Just like when he fought Sandu before, he didn't even consume half of the sword energy in his body after fighting for a long time.

Such a battle does not conform to the tradition of sword repair at all.

But now holding the black sword in his hand, this hidden danger has been completely eliminated. If Zhang Wuji wanted to, he could directly pour all the sword energy in his body into the black sword in one move.

A sword cut out, the kind with sword energy vertical and horizontal 50 meters.

This is the true demeanor of a sword cultivator. After one blow, he turns around and walks away, without looking at the result at all.

After all, it's useless to look at it. If this sword can't kill people, then it's just a matter of running. What about a bicycle...

The long-awaited trip to the rivers and lakes did not last long. On the third day after exploring the ancient tomb, Jin Yiwei approached him to tell him a very bad news.

Wudang Master Uncle Song Yuanqiao failed to attack the Xiantian Realm, and died of a maddened disorder.

This made Zhang Wuji extremely astonished. After all, breaking through the innate realm is only the first step in entering the Tao. Even if he fails, his life should not be in danger.

What's more, Song Yuanqiao's practice is still authentic Taoist exercises, the most important thing is Zhongzheng peace, how could he go crazy?

Zhang Wuji's first reaction was murder.

This made his face darken instantly, after all since the founding of the Ming Empire, no one has dared to stroke Zhang Wuji's beard.

He really wanted to know the truth behind this incident.

Immediately, Zhang Wuji turned his horse's head and rushed back to Wudang Mountain together with Xiao Zhao in the starry night.

At this time, Wudang was solemn, and the martial arts sects in the rivers and lakes who had received the news sent people to express their condolences.

A lot of people came, as if it was agreed.

This is not like condolences, but more like a theater.

Zhang Wuji had to wonder if he had any other intentions in it.

Zhang Wuji immediately met Zhang Sanfeng in the back mountain.

"Wuji, your master uncle did die of insanity, I can be sure of that."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a heavy face: "But I don't know Yuanqiao very well. It is impossible for him to have any inner demons. It is only related to Qingshu that can affect his mind when he breaks through."

"Song Qingshu?"

Zhang Wuji focused his gaze: "Where are the others?"

"It's gone. Eldest brother went down the mountain seven days ago before retreating, and he was sent away by himself." Zhang Songxi, the fourth uncle next to him, said.

"Give me half a month, and I will ask Jin Yiwei to investigate this matter. As long as he is still alive, within the scope of Daming, he will definitely be brought back to Wudang within half a month!"

Zhang Wuji nodded, his voice calm.

He knew that the key to the problem might lie in Song Qingshu.

"Wuji, or let's stop this matter!"

"Senior brother is dead, since Qingshu was sent down the mountain by senior brother, we will obey the last wish of senior brother, otherwise, if something happens to Qingshu...!"

Zhang Songxi vaguely sensed something, and hesitated to speak.

"Nonsense!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Sanfeng interrupted directly.

"My Wudang faction must be clear and clear when doing things. Even if your elder brother is dead, if he does something wrong, he will still have to bear the responsibility. This matter is not negotiable."

"Wuji, I've been waiting for you to come since your uncle died. This matter is left to you. No matter what the final result is, it must be made public to the world. I, Wu Dang, can take care of it."

Zhang Sanfeng was an old man, he had guessed since he found out that Song Yuanqiao died of a demon.

The so-called inner demon is actually clear, it is caused by feeling guilty about certain things and not being able to convince myself.

So what is Song Yuanqiao guilty of, and why did he send Song Qingshu away?
Needless to say, Song Qingshu must have done something wrong, and it was a major event that cannot be forgiven, otherwise Song Yuanqiao would not have sent him away directly, and even Zhang Sanfeng would not have reported it.

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji cupped his hands in response, and cupped his hands at the other teachers and uncles.

Only then turned around and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

In less than eight days, Song Qingshu was taken back by Yang Buhui.

At the same time, what this kid did was also investigated by Yang Buhui.

"Using rape to kill an ordinary peasant girl, and then fearing that the matter would be revealed, she killed thirteen members of the other family."

This matter was noticed by Song Yuanqiao, and finally forced out from his son's mouth.

This kind of thing may be nothing before the founding of the Ming Dynasty, as long as it can be covered up, the sufferer is dead, and no one will pursue it.

The Song Shaoxia who did this would only need to hide for a few days, and then come out when the situation is calm, and he will still be a Wudang hero who punishes rape and eliminates evil like a dog.

But now it's different.

Now Jinyiwei is monitoring the world, not to mention the seriousness of the case, only rape is one of them, and the so-called knight-errants who committed crimes in the past two years have been killed by Jinyiwei.

Song Yuanqiao knew that once this matter was exposed, his son would definitely die.

So for the sake of his son, Song Yuanqiao personally covered up the clues, and sent Song Qingshu away under the pretext of his experience in the world.

Then he retreated directly to attack the Xiantian realm.

He had already reached the threshold of hitting the Xiantian Realm.

According to his thinking, after he advanced to the level of innate, his words would naturally carry more weight. Even if the matter was finally revealed, he would still be able to intercede for Song Qingshu in front of Zhang Wuji.

He was thinking well, and all plans were progressing steadily.

But I didn't know that there was a big problem in my retreat and breakthrough.

He lied to everyone, but even if he couldn't deceive his own Dao Xin, it was ridiculous to say the least.

　Thank you for my second reward of 100 book coins, I was moved to tears.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)