Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

The rules of conduct, also known as the precepts, are rules of conduct that must be observed from the time of the person in charge.

Since its inception, the door rules have only been added, and have never undergone deletion or modification.

In the eyes of the stubborn, revising and deleting the door rules formulated by the predecessors is tantamount to denying the merits of the predecessors, which is really unfilial piety.

In order to stop the decline of the Chongzhen line and improve the strength of the sect, Qingsong and the high-level leaders of these sects have agreed to modify the door rules.

However, the matter of revising the door rules is a big matter, and the detailed rules, Qingsong, they are still busy for several days before they settle down.

Although it did not meet Qing Song’s expectations, as long as he pried an opening, he believed that he would be able to win a chance for Yun Feiyang in the near future.

Qing Song, who was in a good mood, walked towards the Jade Void Palace.

Counting the time, now Yun Feiyang should clean up in the main hall of the Jade Void Palace.

Although he can’t recognize Yun Feiyang yet, being able to meet him often is a different kind of comfort for Qing Song.

In the main hall, several miscellaneous disciples were carefully cleaning up.

Seeing Qing Song walk in, they all saluted respectfully.

Qing Song nodded casually, but his eyes were secretly searching for the traces of Yun Feiyang.

After scanning the circle, Qing Song frowned slightly, and Yun Feiyang was not found in the hall.

Qing Song suddenly felt something bad in his heart, stopped a handyman, and asked:

“Where is Yun Feiyang, who usually cleans the hall with you?”

The miscellaneous servant who was stopped did not know why the head asked Yun Feiyang, but still said respectfully:

“Yun Feiyang left a letter a few days ago, saying that he couldn’t stand the hardships of labor on the mountain, and went down the mountain to find another way out.”

“There is a senior brother under the mountain who saw him leave Wudang Mountain with his bags.”

Hearing the miscellaneous servant’s answer, Qing Song was instantly blinded, forcibly endured the doubts in his heart, and waved his hand to let go of the miscellaneous servant.

Qing Song, who was puzzled, regardless of the fact that it was still daylight, went straight to the mountain forest where he and Yun Feiyang practiced on weekdays.

The light skills of the Wudang Sect are very good, and the ‘Feiyun Zhen’ of the Chongzhen line is one of the best.

It didn’t take long for Qing Song to come to the mountain forest where he had last met Yun Feiyang.

Under closer inspection, Qing Song found the location of Yun Feiyang when he went crazy.

With a wave of the sleeve, the upper layer of fallen leaves was lifted by a force, revealing the traces underneath.

A little black blood stain fell into Qing Song’s eyes.

Qing Song’s brows furrowed, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

But Yun Feiyang had already left, and he had no way of knowing what exactly happened.

At the same time, due to his identity, Qing Song could not use the power of the Wudang faction to search for Yun Feiyang’s traces with great fanfare.

After all, one is the head of one of the four veins of the Wudang Sect, and the other is a small miscellaneous disciple.

Showing too much urgency will inevitably lead to the investigation of Yun Feiyang’s identity by others.

At that time, his relationship with Yun Feiyang will not be hidden.

With a long sigh, Qing Song, who had nothing to do, could only take one step at a time.

Qing Song was also glad that he had taught Yun Feiyang martial arts for so many years, and with Yun Feiyang’s cultivation, it should be no danger to keep a low profile.

However, Qing Song also hoped that Yun Feiyang could be a little more high-profile so that he could get the news.

With a feeling of stunned, Qing Song walked back in a low mood.

In his heart, he was still thinking about what happened to Yun Feiyang and was leaving, and even he, the master who had taught martial arts for so many years, did not say hello.

Qing Song would never have imagined that the quilt he had covered for more than ten years would be lifted by Qin Chuan without speaking of martial virtue.

The son who has been raised for more than ten years directly cut off his beard to Qin Chuan.

When we meet next time, Yun Feiyang will not be Wudang Yun Feiyang.

And it should be called a disciple of Xiao Huomen in Wutan City, Yun Feiyang.

“Elder Xiao, what are you laughing at all of a sudden?”

Qin Chuan couldn’t help but laugh when he thought of the scene after Qing Song discovered that Yun Feiyang was missing, but he didn’t expect to be heard by Yun Feiyang on the tip of his ear.

“Nothing, suddenly remembered something happy.”

“Oh.”

Yun Feiyang, who left Wudang Mountain for the first time, looked a little dull.

The unfamiliar environment and strange people around him made him feel very uncomfortable.

Even after several days, Yun Feiyang was still like an outsider, wandering away from reality.

Maybe it’s because he’s been busy these days, or maybe he hasn’t met anyone who opens his heart up.

The only person who communicates with him every day is Xiao Lao, who is incarnated by Qin Chuan.

However, Xiao Lao plays Yun Feiyang’s portable grandfather, not a confidant sister.

In terms of emotional matters, Xiao Lao did not want to interfere too much.

If it weren’t for the fact that he wanted to fool Yun Feiyang down the mountain, Xiao Lao didn’t even want to get involved in the complicated father-son relationship between him and Qing Song.

Taking advantage of Yun Feiyang’s first Wudang and confused, Xiao Lao took the opportunity to ask him to help find the traces of his friends.

Yun Feiyang, who didn’t know what to do, instantly agreed to Xiao Lao’s request and headed towards the leveling map Lingyun Cave that Qin Chuan had prepared for him.

In the past few days, in addition to taking some time out every day to play Xiao Lao to show his presence in front of Yun Feiyang, Qin Chuan would occasionally go to Wudang Mountain to explore the progress of Qingsong’s meeting.

Knowing that yesterday Qingsong had already revised the door rules, they were waiting for today’s announcement.

And Qin Chuan has been waiting for today for a long time.

“Xiaofei, I’m going to sleep for a while, you should be careful these days.”

Xiao Lao explained two words to Yun Feiyang, and without waiting for him to reply, he fell into a deep silence.

In the past few days, because of Xiao Lao’s company, although Yun Feiyang behaved more dullly, he did not feel lonely.

Now Xiao Lao slept without saying a word, and Yun Feiyang, who felt that he was alone, suddenly felt a little panicked.

But Yun Feiyang, who had a tough personality, still overcame the fear in his heart and continued on the road to Lingyun Grotto.

Wudang Mountain, the courtyard of the Chongzhen lineage.

After Qing Song announced the changes to the door rules, the disciples under the seat were all talking.

However, the revision of the door rules was a decision unanimously passed by Qingsong and their elders, and after the amendment, it was also beneficial to these disciples, so it did not cause much waves.

And the two elders of Deadwood and Lingmu, after the revised door rules were announced, took the copy of the ‘Heavenly Silkworm Recipe’ prepared by Qing Song and hurriedly returned to their residence to comprehend.

Unnoticed at all, there was a pair of eyes staring at the two of them.

Although Qin Chuan had already obtained the trajectory of the ‘Heavenly Silkworm Recipe’ from Yan Chongtian, and had also copied the fluctuations of the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi, there was still no way to know the generation of the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi.

The actions of Qing Song’s group just facilitated Qin Chuan’s exploration actions.

With the understanding of both dead wood and spirit wood, Qin Chuan believed that he would soon be able to learn the mystery.

After all, with Qin Chuan’s existence, the two of Deadwood and Lingmu cultivated the ‘Heavenly Silkworm Technique’, and if Qin Chuan was unsuccessful, they would also become successful.