Martial Arts: My Song Qingshu Opening Crime of Pride template

“Well, Song Shaoxia is really a talent, saving Wudang from danger, saving the world from misery.” Since Song Shaoxia has said today that if everyone in Wudang lies, they will cut themselves here, then we naturally believe it. ”

Seeing that Abbot Tongxuan had relented, the people of the various sects stopped talking, but stood there a little numbly, as if their emotions had not yet eased from which palm they had just had.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed a little helplessly and said to everyone in the audience.

“Everyone, I Wudang does not have any malice, if one day the Orthodox Church needs us Wudang, 21 we will fight hard to support you, but I also hope that everyone will not look at me Wudang for no reason, no matter how strong Wudang’s personal strength and overall strength are, we are always a pure cultivation dojo!”

Saying that, the two people unloaded their momentum at the same time, looked at everyone in the audience with a calm face, and Song Qingshu also bowed and said.

“I still want to thank you for coming to my master’s 100th birthday, today Qingshu is a little snub, please forgive me, and then Song Qingshu came to the door to apologize.”

Everyone in the audience also sounded some voices one after another.

“Well, with Song Shaoxia’s words, we will not take today’s affairs to heart, and here we congratulate Zhang Xianren once again on his 100th birthday banquet, blessings like the East China Sea, and life is better than Nanshan.”

“That’s right, Song Shaoxia is also young and promising, then we will leave today.”

Abbot Tongxuan was also helped by the Shaolin people to walk out the door.

Looking at his back, Song Qingshu said coldly.

“Abbot Tongxuan, I hope today’s events can also be taken to your heart, I Wudang does not have the mind to be a martial arts overlord, nor does it mean to suppress Shaolin.”

Abbot Tongxuan’s figure visibly froze, broke free from Wuhua’s support, and walked trembling towards the door.

In the Wudang Hall, all the guests who were originally full also left, and Song Yuanqiao looked at the empty hall with some sighs.

“Even if this matter is over, I didn’t expect it to be quite easy.”

A smile also appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu’s mouth.

“It’s not good to solve it, at least I won’t be troubled by Shaolin anymore in the future, Wudang can be regarded as completely free, and there is no need to intrigue anymore.”

At this moment, an inappropriate voice came.

“Ahem, Song Zhangmen, Brother Song, I’m still here, let’s see if you care about me.”

The person who spoke was Xu Fengnian, who had been sitting below, but he who had not spoken was now full of presence.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Xu Fengnian and waved his hand lightly. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Well, since Shizi has come to Wudang, then our promise should naturally be fulfilled, Tianyi, you take Shizi to that waterfall to teach the Great Yellow Court.”

The teaching of the 620 Great Yellow Court was about to begin, and Song Qingshu hurriedly walked over and said.

“Since Shizi plans to inherit the Great Yellow Court, then I will also follow and protect the Dharma for Tianyi Shigong and Shizi.”

Zhang Sanfeng did not speak, but nodded silently.

Xu Fengnian also stood up.

“Well, since Brother Qingshu is going, then you can stay here, and I don’t have to worry about my safety.”

The three people walked towards the waterfall like this, and Xu Fengnian also pulled Song Qingshu to keep talking.

“Brother Qingshu, you are in the limelight today, and the whole jianghu knows you.”