Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

Early morning to evening.

Apart from the initial exchange between Song Qingshu and Yang Xue, there was no more communication after that.

Night falls.

Song Qingshu came to the deck again.

Just like yesterday, Qi Mu was practicing claw techniques and he was giving guidance.

Not long after, a piano sound sounded, which happened to be the song he played yesterday, "A Laugh in the Sea."

Song Qingshu listened to the sound of the piano and picked up the erhu beside him and started playing the same.

Perhaps because of their cooperation yesterday, the two of them cooperated perfectly today.

In other words, Song Qingshu wanted to cooperate, but unknowingly it turned into Yang Xue cooperating with him.

"How much have you realized, Master?" Yang Xue's voice appeared in Song Qingshu's ears.

"How much do you understand?"

Song Qingshu laughed and shouted: "I know all the words, and I understand all the meanings."

"But I just can't understand."

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

The huge sound echoed on both sides of the bank, and Qi Mu and others were all stunned.

this……

Can you read the words?

Do you understand?

Still can't understand?

What's the meaning?

But listening to Song Qingshu's unabashed voice, many people were muttering in their hearts.

Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by making such a loud voice?

This is embarrassing no matter how you look at it, not to mention that the other person is a woman.

Yang Xue was also surprised by Song Qingshu's answer and burst into laughter.

But the laughter didn't reach Song Qingshu's ears.

The maid Xiaozhu on the side stuck out her tongue at Yang Xue: "Miss, this Mr. Song is really not afraid of embarrassment."

"Such a loud voice."

Although he was smiling, he admired Song Qingshu in his eyes.

Open and aboveboard, without any cover-up.

If you don’t understand, you just don’t understand.

"You understand." Yang Xue looked at Xiaozhu and chuckled.

"I don't understand." Xiaozhu blinked, looking indifferent.

Anyway, there is no shame in not being able to understand. How many people in this world can understand, and how many can understand.

"Then you still say it." Yang Xue joked.

The erhu and piano sounds are still echoing.

Just like yesterday, they both stopped at the same time after the two songs.

That night, Song Qingshu was still studying the copybooks and combining them with Yang Xue's drill in the morning.

The next morning...

There was a knock on the door.

Saiki's voice sounded.

"Sir, Miss Yang has already started dancing with the sword."

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and quickly walked out. Yang Xue was already practicing on the deck wearing a long white dress.

The movement is one point faster than yesterday.

Song Qingshu bowed slightly to Yang Xue and watched while practicing.

One day, two days, three days...

For 10 days, Song Qingshu's boat kept pace with Yang Xue's boat.

In the early morning, Yang Xue danced the sword, and Song Qingshu followed him to learn. As night fell, the two performed together.

Song Qingshu never came over, and Yang Xue never came back after the beginning.

In the past few days, the two of them not only played the song "A Laugh from the Sea" but also other songs together.

The two formed a special tacit understanding.

Occasionally exchanging a few words, Song Qingshu always shouted loudly, saying that he had no internal strength and could only use physical methods.

It’s hard for Yang Xue.

If you don't have deep inner strength, you may really not be able to hear when facing the rolling river water.

In these ten days, Song Qingshu has gained a deep understanding of this sword technique.

After that, you become proficient.

this day……

The two of them had just finished playing together, and Song Qingshu was instructing Qi Mu to practice as before, looking over there from time to time.

Song Qingshu thought that Yang Xue would enter the cabin today like before, but he didn't expect that Yang Xue would stand outside this time.

The two looked at each other across the river.

Just when he was confused, Yang Xue stood on the bow of the ship and saluted politely.

"Mr. Song, thank you for sending me along."

"See you again if we are destined."

As soon as the words fell, all the boatmen on the boat jumped into the water and disappeared into the rolling river in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xue flew towards the shore with eight maids.

With a distance of more than ten feet, several people were extremely relaxed.

The figure quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

"this……"

Song Qingshu looked at the leaving figure with shock in his eyes. There were eight maids, four in white long skirts and four in black long skirts.

The inner strength of these people is so powerful!

And the boatmen disappeared the moment they jumped into the river.

All are masters!

"Young Master." Qi Mu also saw it, his eyes full of shock. Most people would not dare to swim in this rolling river.

"Who the hell is he? He's so awesome."

"I've never heard of that!"

Song Qingshu shook his head without explaining. He looked at the empty merchant ship over there and pondered for a few seconds.

"past!"

Qi Mu smiled naively: "Understood."

"Brothers, come closer."

In the dense forests on both sides of the strait.

Yang Xue and the maids flew quickly without a leaf touching them.

Xiaozhu smiled and said, "Miss, what if Mr. Song doesn't go to the boat?"

"Why don't you give the things directly to Mr. Song."

Yang Xue smiled slightly: "He will."

Xiaozhu looked at Yang Xue's eyes with confusion.

I don’t understand why Yang Xue is so sure.

Several other maids shook their heads, and they didn't understand why Yang Xue was like this.

Since you want to help Mr. Song, why are you so secretive?

The other side.

Qi Murang's merchant ship had already approached, and Song Qingshu had already boarded the ship and walked directly towards a room.

The room is clean and not too decorated.

There is a letter and elixir on the mahogany table.

Song Qingshu had a feeling in his heart that this was what was left for him.

Yang Xue lives in this room!

Take a deep breath and unwrap it.

[Song Gongzi:]

[Thank you, sir, for seeing me for so many days. 】

[My family has a deep connection with Wudang, and I am well aware of the early disadvantages of Wudang Kung Fu. 】

[Young master, please be careful when traveling alone. 】

[The first half of the Nine Yin Sutra is specially left with the elixir. The first half is consistent with the Wudang Kung Fu. Combining the elixir with the elixir can make the master achieve twice the result with half the effort. 】

【Yang Xueliu. 】

Song Qingshu's eyes were full of shock when he read the letter, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Nine Yin Scripture!

this……

And this elixir?

At this moment, Yang Xue's figure appeared unconsciously in his mind.

The letter in my hand seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

This feeling is too heavy.

He did not rush to open the first half of the Nine Yin Sutra in the letter, but walked to the window.

Looking up, he could just see the merchant ship he was on.

He has always had the feeling that Yang Xue should be watching him, just like when night fell, he had many eyes on Yang Xue's merchant ship.

Otherwise, the speed of Yang Xue's sword dancing every day would not be consistent with his learning progress.

Now take a look...

Sure enough.

This is why he came directly to this room after boarding the ship.

"Thank you, Miss Yang."

Song Qingshu knew that the swordsmanship Yang Xue taught him was not simple. The swordsmanship was extremely profound and he would never have been able to learn it if Yang Xue had not guided him.

He put his hands on the window sill and looked at the merchant ship he was riding on, with some complicated eyes in his eyes.

Maybe...he should have come earlier.

At least get one.

Maybe……

Suddenly... he noticed something with his hand, something seemed wrong here.

Give it a gentle touch.

Nene trembled slightly, a breeze came, and the sawdust on it flew away with the wind.

[Ten years later, Wang Panshan met. 】

[Calligraphy is different. 】

Song Qingshu smiled at these words, and the sullenness and low mood in his heart disappeared at this moment.

He didn't know what it felt like.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

"Okay, Miss Yang." Song Qingshu responded softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"I am looking forward."

"Looking forward to meeting you in 10 years."

Song Qingshu just looked outside quietly, his eyes always staying on the ship where he practiced his sword before.

He seemed to see his own figure.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Not long after.

Dong Dong~

There was a knock on the door.

"Son..."

"Come in." Song Qingshu put away his emotions, put away the letter and walked out.

The doorman Qi Mu is already waiting: "Sir, there is no one."

"It's clean, nothing is left."

"I don't know who."

"Need to check?"

"No need." Song Qingshu already knew who he was.

He came up just to have a look, just to look.

And now, he got his answer.

After Song Qingshu returned to the ship, he opened the letter.

In addition to the Nine Yin Manual, there are also some explanations and introductions.

The reason why Yang Xue only left the upper half was not because she was stingy, but because the lower half needed deep internal support.

Otherwise, it’s easy to get carried away.

As for the elixir, it was refined from the gallbladder of "Bodhisattva Snake".

"Refined from the snake gall that Xi Kuang Yang Guo once ate."

"It's really surprising."

Song Qingshu was shocked after reading the letter. He originally thought it was similar to the elixir given to him by the Grand Master.

I didn't expect it to be Bodhisattva snake gallbladder.

There are three pills!

"Thank you."

Song Qingshu was silently grateful to Yang Xue.

The Nine Yin Manual makes up for the shortcomings of Wudang Kung Fu in the early stage, and with the elixir refined from the Bodhisattva Snake Gallbladder, his strength can quickly leap forward.

"Ten years?"

"I will definitely go!"

Song Qingshu stood at the window, staring deeply at the direction Yang Xue left.

"Huashan tournament!"

"Huashan?"

"Is this the Yuanshi master that Grand Master mentioned?"

He felt that he was beginning to come into contact with the unknown secrets of this world.

Yuanshi in the mouth of Grand Master.

Yang Xue, a descendant of Xi Kuang, the Condor Hero.

These four words written by Yang Xue [Huashan Sword Theory] are the roots of the twenty-four exercises deduced by the Grand Master.

Yang Xue must know why the dragon-slaying knife suddenly appeared.

The direction Yang Xue left was Huashan!

Song Qingshu had a feeling that maybe the Huashan sword debate in the martial arts world had been going on forever, but the people had changed.

They used to be the heroes of the Central Plains.

Now...it has become Zhongyuan and Yuanshi.

The leading figure is the descendant of the Yang family.

From now on, Yang Xue may be the leader of the group of people who silently protect the martial arts world.