Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

"call……"

The girls heaved a sigh of relief when they heard Nangong Ping speak, and everyone knew that it was done.

Song Qingshu was also relieved, and he sat down directly from his standing body.

Before he could respond to Nangong Ping's words, he suddenly vomited.

puff……

puff……

"Wine barrel, it's really a wine barrel."

"How can you still drink so well at your age?"

Song Qingshu recited while spitting out the words.

The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya laughed when they saw this, and the girls got up one after another to prepare sobering soup and toiletries.

The older generation looked at such a handsome Song Qingshu and listened to Song Qingshu's words, with wry smiles on their faces.

This guy Song Qingshu obviously resisted forcefully.

If... if they persist for a while, will they win?

The older generation looked at each other.

"Stop dreaming." Nangong Ping saw the thoughts of the older generation and spoke calmly while getting up and walking towards Du You and Shangguan Yinghao.

An internal force appeared directly in the two bodies.

I saw water droplets visible to the naked eye dripping from their fingers.

It started slowly, then became more and more intensive.

Seeing Nangong Ping's behavior, the three ghosts in Xiangxi also began to use their internal strength to force him to drink.

As for the meaning of Nangong Ping's previous words, everyone more or less understands it.

Maybe Song Qingshu really couldn't do it, but the probability didn't seem right. Song Qingshu was probably just pretending to vomit so loudly to let them down the stairs.

Nangong Ping had already agreed with Song Qingshu to ask some questions, so there was no need to drink.

While Song Qingshu was vomiting, he was also paying attention to the actions of others. When he saw everyone using their inner strength to drink, he also started to use his inner strength to force the drink out.

Everyone had been drinking for a whole night today, and the drunkenness was really no joke.

Not long after...

The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya brought sobering soup and water.

"Drink something." All the girls said one after another.

Everyone stopped when they saw this, picked up the sobering soup, drank it, and then washed themselves.

"Let's chat outside. The weather is nice today." Yang Xue said with a smile while tidying up the room.

Song Qingshu looked at the many seniors and said humbly: "Seniors are still seniors. There is nothing to say about this drinking capacity."

"please!"

The older generation smiled, they also knew that Song Qingshu was trying to save face for them.

Everyone walked outside the house together.

The door opened, and the warm sunshine rushed in. Everyone couldn't adapt to it for a while, so they covered their eyes with their hands and looked at the sun.

The older generation sighed as they looked at the sunshine.

"It's been such a long night."

"yes."

"We old guys haven't had a night of drinking like this for a long time."

"The last time was decades ago."

"Time flies so fast."

"..."

Song Qingshu looked at the nostalgia in the eyes of the older generation and felt a little complicated.

The older generation can't even hope for something as simple as gathering together to drink. This group of people is suffering too much.

"This will be a common occurrence in the future, anytime." Song Qingshu's firm voice sounded.

Nangong Ping smiled and patted Song Qingshu: "Indeed."

"The Central Plains is very good now."

After a burst of laughter and laughter, everyone came to the courtyard and sat down one after another.

The breeze came, the sun shone brightly, and with the internal strength of the drunkenness, almost half of everyone's drunkenness disappeared during the night.

"Tell me." Du You looked at Song Qingshu and spoke slowly.

"What do you want to know."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Song Qingshu's face.

Under the sunshine, Song Qingshu's face was solemn, his eyes were extremely firm and he stood up and bowed deeply to everyone.

"How much can you seniors tell me?"

"I had no choice but to have a drinking contest with the seniors last night."

"I can't watch the Grand Master do that."

"Master Tai shouldn't have ended like this."

Everyone knew Song Qingshu's thoughts and Master Zhang's choices, but there were many things they couldn't say.

"Tell me what you want, we can only say a little." Nangong Ping's deep voice sounded.

"Qingshu, you have to know that we lost because of the drink that night, not because of anything else."

"We all owe you, Grand Master."

"Whether you have any ideas or Mr. Zhang's ideas, these are all yours and we have no right to interfere."

"Zhenzhen Zhang used to be like this to us. We have faced countless choices until now, but Zhenzhen Zhang respects us."

"So we respect Mr. Zhang and you."

Song Qingshu nodded heavily. After returning to the ancient tomb, he checked a lot of past events in the Central Plains.

Grand Master Tai also approached the Condor Heroes back then, and there was also turmoil in the martial arts world at that time.

Now I am doing the same thing as Grand Master.

Whether it is Nangong Ping, Shangguan Yinghao, Du You, the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi, or some seniors who have died, these people have a close relationship with the Grand Master.

In that turbulent era, everyone had hatred and grievances.

Many times, the Grand Master knew the danger and it was not the right time, but after everyone made their choice, the Grand Master silently supported them from behind.

The older generation's respect for the Grand Master is not because of the Grand Master's strength, but because of his conduct as a person.

Respecting the choices of others has always been Zhongyuan’s style.

"I won't make things difficult for you. I just want to know two things." Song Qingshu's deep voice sounded.

"Say." Shangguan Yinghao said.

Seeing that no one objected, Song Qingshu took a deep breath: "First, how much time is left for the battle between Grand Master and Yuanshi."

"Second, if I solve Yuanshi, will this battle continue?"

Hearing this, everyone's tense expressions relaxed.

Song Qingshu's two problems fundamentally didn't make them too embarrassed.

Neither of these two incidents involves the most critical issue now, the whereabouts of Zhenren Zhang.

"Gui Shiba, tell me the first one." Du You looked at Gui Shiba among the three ghosts in western Hunan and spoke.

Gui Shiba thought for a while, and then a deep voice sounded: "We are not sure about the battle between Zhenren Zhang and the older generation of Yuanshi."

"But based on our inquiries on the way here and some information, we can roughly determine one thing."

"First of all, I won't take action now. Even if I take action, the war over at Guangmingding will begin."

"Our guess is that it was shortly after it started."

"Your great master has devoted his life to the Central Plains, so he must know the situation on the Guangmingding battlefield before he can let go and fight."

"Secondly, all the people in Zhongyuan who have been training outside have not returned yet. Master Zhang must at least know how many people are still alive and what the chances of winning the battle between Zhongyuan and Yuanshi Wulin are."

"Our guess is that it will be half a month after the war starts at Guangmingding, or about a month."

"Because in about a month, both sides should have played out their trump cards, and the battlefield will be clear."

"So, if you want to change your master's mind, you only have one and a half months."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu's face showed a hint of relief. One and a half months was longer than he thought, and he could prepare a lot of things.

"Thank you, I understand."

Everyone nodded. Now that the first question Song Qingshu asked was solved, that was the second question.

Song Qingshu has solved Yuanshi, will the battle between Zhang Zhenren and Yuanshi continue?

They are not sure about this issue either.

"Let me tell you." Nangong Ping saw that everyone didn't know how to speak, so he thought for a while and said.

"According to what I know about your Grand Master, if you solve the Yuanshi, this battle will still continue."

"The older generation in the Yuan Dynasty will definitely die."

"If the older generation doesn't die, it will be a threat to you."

"Qingshu...you have always forgotten a very important point. Do you know what it is?"

Song Qingshu frowned and looked over, his eyes full of doubts.

"Age!" Nangong Ping's extremely serious voice sounded.

"Your master is very old, very old."

"How long do you think your master can live?"

"Everyone... will die, no matter how powerful they are, they will still die."

"Your great master is much older than the elders of Yuanshi."

Song Qingshu's heart suddenly shook, and his body was trembling.

"Age, age..."

"Master..."

He has indeed ignored this for a long time. The master is too old, how long can he live?

If Taishifu and the elders of the Yuan Dynasty had not taken action and just cultivated their moral character, where would they have lived longer?

he does not know.

"Do you know Shaolin's Master Duxuan?" Shangguan Yinghao said helplessly when he saw Song Qingshu acting like this.

Song Qingshu clenched his hands, his eyes full of struggle.

When he came back, he checked a lot of information, and the story of Shaolin Master Duxuan left a deep impression on him.

This was a former master of Shaolin, but such a senior who was no match for even Senior Ximen Ouyang suddenly passed away overnight.

There was no response during the day, and he died immediately at night.

Not a fight, not an injury, but a simple life coming to an end.

For people with high internal strength, they are martial arts masters one hour before death, but they will leave after one hour.

In the face of time, all living beings are equal.

"So now you should understand why Master Zhang must fight?" Seeing Song Qingshu's reaction, Nangong Ping knew that Song Qingshu knew about Master Duxuan.

"The older generation of the Yuan Dynasty practiced the Long Snake Sutra not because they wanted to go all out, but because they had to go all out."

"They are afraid that when Master Zhang is about to leave, he will be buried with them, and they have no power to retaliate."

Song Qingshu had thought about many consequences before, but he never thought that his master would die of old age.

For him, old age and death of his master were too far away.

Grand Master is a great master and has been maintaining his health. He should be able to live a long, long time.

"No need!" Song Qingshu looked at everyone with firm eyes.

"As long as the Central Plains is calmed down and the Yuanshi is destroyed, even if the Grand Master dies of old age and the elders of the Yuanshi are still there, the Yuanshi can't do much."

"I am growing, you are growing, we are not afraid of Yuanshi!"

Nangong Ping shook his head slightly and waved his hand for Song Qingshu to sit down: "You have known for a long time that the martial arts is the martial arts and the imperial court is the imperial court."

"But both the martial arts world and the imperial court have mutual effects."

"You should know the situation when the Condor Heroes entered the Yuan Dynasty Palace."

"When we were in Dongyue City, you promised Jing Bufan that one day when the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, Jing Bufan asked you not to stop him when he imitated the Condor Heroes. Do you still remember?"

Song Qingshu nodded with a complicated expression: "Senior, what you mean is that if my master dies and the older generation of the Yuan Dynasty does this, no one in the Central Plains will stop him?"

The Three Ghosts of Xiangxi sighed and said: "Qingshu, our strength is indeed good, but there is a big gap between us and the older generation of Yuanshi and Zhenren Zhang."

"Too many people died in the Central Plains, and now there are only a few people who can compete with the older generation of Yuanshi."

"Your great master Zhang Zhenren, that old toad Ximen Ouyang, Shaolin Sandu."

"nobody."

"Even if this is the case, your master still has to stop at least two people before he can fight."

"Shaolin Sandu has indeed made some progress over the years, but it is still far from enough."

"Originally, the leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Dingtian, was a top master, and his strength was still higher than that of Ximen Ouyang, but Yang Dingtian died."

Song Qingshu's heart was suddenly shocked. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that the conflict between Yuanshi and Zhongyuan all started from Guangmingding.

"Yes." Du You saw Song Qingshu's guess and said with a wry smile: "Since the news of Yang Dingtian's death came out, the Yuan Chamber started to move."

"Otherwise, how could Yuanshi have the courage to take action against the six sects?"

"From that moment on, the balance was actually broken. The reason why we didn't fight to the death after that was because Master Zhang showed his strength."

"The situation has finally been stabilized."

"We couldn't tell you many things in the past, but now that you have taken over the Central Plains Wulin, there are many things we must tell you."

"The peace between Zhongyuan and Yuanshi is not as simple as you think."

"Strength determines everything."

The older generation looked sad for a while. Although they had not contacted each other for many years, they did contact each other occasionally.

Although Yang Dingtian has been missing for a long time, everyone never thought that Yang Dingtian would die.

The Yuanshi masters and the others looked at it, no one outside the Central Plains dared to enter the Central Plains, and Yang Dingtian could not die.

But everyone never expected that Yang Dingtian would be killed in a sneak attack by Cheng Kun.

"We can't stop the older generation of Yuanshi. Our strength has reached the end and it is impossible to improve."

"What you call resistance is simply not something we can do."

"Even if someone does resist the elders of Yuanshi, it will be you, Yang Xue, Zhang Wuji, or Zhou Zhiruo. We have no way ahead."

The helpless voices of the older generation sounded one after another, and everyone was very aware of their own situation.

Nothing further is possible.

That step is too difficult.

What Ximen Ouyang can do is because of the accumulation left by the ancient tombs. The Condor Heroes have been training Ximen Ouyang since he was a child.

Shaolin has produced four people, and the current Shaolin Sandu and Duxuan are all due to Shaolin's countless years of training and the protection of masters, and they have achieved such achievements.

Yang Dingtian was really a genius, but even so, he was able to break through with the Persian Mingjiao. In the beginning, he was protected by the masters of the Persian Mingjiao.

In the past, they didn't know how Yang Dingtian broke through, but now they think it must be related to the Persian Mingjiao blessing technique [Twelve Bridges of the Moon] that Zhang Wuji is currently practicing.

Whether it is Ximen Ouyang, the four Shaolin disciples, or Yang Dingtian, these people are all protected by experts on their growth path.

These people are able to make it to the end because the exercises they practiced at the beginning were good, there were people to guide them, and they never suffered any fundamental injuries.

As for them, most of them became monks halfway. They had physical problems in the past, and they only achieved success later.

Reaching this height is already the limit.

Nowadays, in the Central Plains, there are only a few people who can reach the heights of Zhang Zhenren and others.

If Xie Xun is not injured, Xie Xun has hope, but it is impossible for Xie Xun now.

Yang Xiao of the Ming Cult is indeed very talented, but after Yang Dingtian disappeared, Yang Xiao went astray, had physical problems, and wasted time. At most, he was only at their height.

The White-browed Eagle King is too old and is almost impossible.

After that, there is the younger generation. Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhang Wuji are all too young.

The current situation leaves no time for them to grow.

If Zhang Zhenren really dies of old age, the older generation of the Yuan Dynasty will attack the Central Plains Palace at night.

At that time, the Central Plains Wulin will definitely stop him, and many people will die.

Once that happens...even if they really fight to the death of the older generation of Yuanshi, the Central Plains martial arts world will completely decline.

For people like them, they can accept the change of dynasties. This is the trend of history, but Wulin cannot exist without it.

The fact that Wulin has reached this point is the result of the efforts of countless ancestors. We cannot let them decline, absolutely not!

"I can change!" Song Qingshu looked at the older generation firmly. He understood the worries of the older generation, but he still felt that he could solve this situation.

"I will add Yang Xue, the four girls Youlan Zhuya, and Zhang Wuji, and cooperate with the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation. In a few years at most, I can definitely fight against the older generation of the Yuan Dynasty!"

"Seniors, I can do it!"

"Zhang Wuji is very talented, higher than me!"

"Zhou Zhiruo's talent is also very high, not inferior to Xue'er's."

"We have the ability to resist, and I can handle the time it takes to grow."

As he spoke, Song Qingshu's eyes showed unprecedented cruelty, and his voice was extremely cold: "As long as the elders of the Yuan Dynasty dare to make a move, I will ride on Mongolia and wash out the Yuan Dynasty with blood."

"I'll cut off their roots!"

"Not martial arts, but everything!"

"In today's Central Plains, whether it is Zhu Yuanzhang or Chen Youliang, they will do whatever I ask them to do."

"If you dare to refuse, you will die!"

"Even if they die, Lao Qi will still be able to take over."

"Seniors, you know who I am. I am not Grand Master Zhang Zhenren. Regardless of the military affairs, I have always controlled the direction of the Central Plains military."

"I'm not the hero Guo who once defended Xiangyang. I respect the imperial power. I don't care about that at all."

"I not only have the Central Plains Wulin in my hands, I also have the command of the entire Central Plains army."

"From now on... Yuan Shi will be more afraid of me than Grand Master Zhang Zhenren, and more than the former Condor Heroes."

"I, Song Qingshu...have this ability!"

"I want Yuanshi to respect me like a god!" (End of this chapter)