Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

Headquarters of the Sky Eagle Cult.

After Qi Mu came back, he directly found the White-browed Eagle King. During this period, the White-browed Eagle King did not retreat.

The Sky Eagle Sect has begun to have friction with various sects.

The world was in chaos, the Mingjiao uprising, and all major sects began to leave the mountain.

"Leader, this is a letter written by the young master." Qi Mu handed the letter over.

Hearing this, the White-browed Eagle King's face lit up. Although he had known that Song Qingshu was recovering over the years, he didn't know the details.

Just open the letter.

Hearing that Song Qingshu had recovered, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, when he saw Song Qingshu asking Qi Mu and others to retreat at the Tianying Sect headquarters, he burst into laughter.

"You just stay at the headquarters."

"Don't go out recently."

Qi Mu had some doubts in his heart: "Leader, is something big going to happen?"

"Otherwise...Young Master will not let me stay at the headquarters."

The White-browed Eagle King nodded, trusting Qi Mu very much.

"The various sects may take action against the Ming Cult."

"This is a big war, and many people will die."

"Qingshu is in Wudang and knows many things."

Qi Mu looked puzzled: "Then...what does it have to do with us?"

"Aren't we already separated?"

The White-browed Eagle King waved his hand without explaining, "You have been following Hall Master Li recently, so go ahead."

Qi Mu bowed slightly and went out directly.

The White-browed Eagle King slowly sat down and sighed as he read Song Qingshu's letter.

His son King Yin Ye didn't even notice it, but Song Qingshu had already noticed it.

Song Qingshu's letter has explained everything.

Song Qingshu guessed that he would definitely support Mingjiao.

…

In Wudang Mountain.

On this day, other disciples delivered meals to Song Qingshu as usual.

Turns out there was no one.

At first, everyone thought that Song Qingshu was in retreat, but when everyone entered, they discovered that Song Qingshu had left.

Only one letter was left.

The Wudang disciples quickly delivered the letter to the acting leader Song Yuanqiao.

"Master, Senior Brother Song has left Wudang!" The disciple was extremely anxious.

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand to let the others go down.

He had long thought that Song Qingshu would go to Wudang.

When I opened the letter, there was not much content in it. It just said that I had fully recovered and there was nothing to worry about.

Even if Cheng Kun intercepts and kills him, he can handle it.

Song Yuanqiao smiled and didn't pay much attention.

Although he didn't know what Song Qingshu's current strength was, he was definitely not bad.

"That's fine."

"We are about to besiege Guangmingding. It is indeed inappropriate for Qingshu to go there."

During this time, all the sects were discussing the siege. Song Qingshu had made friends with many people from the Ming Cult before.

It would be really hard to handle if he went there.

…

On Wangpan Mountain.

On a cliff, Song Qingshu stood there and let the sea breeze beat him.

He looked at the waves with a faint smile on his face.

Ten years.

Unknowingly, 10 years have passed. He feels that it is very fast but very slow.

Night time.

Song Qingshu lit the fire and sat there quietly, under the starry sky.

Song Qingshu was not impatient at all, he believed that Yang Xue would definitely come.

I don't know how long it took before a figure passed through the air and headed towards the cliff.

The pace is light and agile.

Song Qingshu noticed a change and turned his head to look over. At this moment, Yang Xue's figure happened to come up.

The two looked at each other.

Then smiled.

The two of them just stood there without saying much.

"I thought you wouldn't come." Song Qingshu's laughter broke the calm.

"please!"

"I don't want to come, it's too far." Yang Xue smiled and sat down directly.

Song Qingshu didn't expect Yang Xue to have such a side. He made a joke, and so did Yang Xue.

Under the stars, the two sat next to the fire.

"Here." Song Qingshu handed Yang Xue a portion of the roasted meat.

Yang Xue took it and took a bite: "Do you regret practicing the Nine Yin Manual?"

"No, thank you." Song Qingshu smiled and shook his head: "Without the Nine Yin Manual, I wouldn't have grown up so fast."

"I don't have the strength now."

"If I hadn't met you, I would be second-rate at best."

Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu who was pouring the wine, and his face changed slightly.

"The strength has improved, but the price is also high." Yang Xue recovered quickly.

"It took you four years to recover from the Shaolin battle."

"Very good." Song Qingshu handed Yang Xue a glass of wine: "Please."

Drink it all yourself.

"It's going too well, even if it fails."

"After all the hardship comes happiness."

Yang Xue took a sip of wine and said, "From now on, there will be very few people in this world who can rival you."

"Take over Wu-Tang?"

"Become a respected Wudang master?"

"Don't make fun of me." Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue and smiled.

"You know that's not my intention."

"My heart is very small. I just need to protect a few people and things."

"Wudang, Tianying Cult, just wait."

Yang Xue smiled and did not refute. The Song Qingshu he knew was such a person.

"Will you go to this siege of Mingjiao?"

"Yes." Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue firmly.

He was not surprised at all that Yang Xue knew this.

"I think so." Yang Xue smiled sweetly, not too surprised by this.

He looked at Song Qingshu curiously.

"What should I do if you go?"

"According to what I know about your grandfather, he will definitely support the Ming Cult."

"Wu Sanren Zhou Dian and Monk Peng are both friends with you."

"How to do it?"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "I don't know, I'm also very troubled now."

"Let's take a step and see."

"What about you, don't you care?"

Yang Xue blinked: "Why should I care?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Song Qingshu: "..."

He really didn't know how to respond.

Yang Xue saw Song Qingshu slumped and laughed: "You seem to be very curious about the things hidden in the martial arts world."

"What's wrong? Didn't you care before?"

"Or is it related to something else?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "A little bit of both."

"My great master has been in retreat these past few years, too frequently. I have never seen him like this."

"Yang Xue...has something happened?"

The smile on Yang Xue's face stopped slightly: "Song Qingshu, do you believe me when I say I don't know?"

"Uncle Ximen has also been in retreat."

"I went to see some people, and everyone was in retreat."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly changed: "They are all in retreat."

Yang Xue nodded helplessly: "Yes, they are all in retreat, a lot of them."

"It's not just Zhang Zhenren."

"I only entered the Tomb of the Living Dead two years ago. This world is different from before."

"The people in the Yuan Dynasty move around very normally. People from Mongolia and the Western Regions have entered the Yuan Dynasty court."

"The uprisings in many places of the Mingjiao failed because there were people from the Yuanshi martial arts community among them."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "Then...the various sects besiege Guangmingding. What if there are heavy casualties?"

He was confused.

He knew the outcome of Guangmingding, but Yang Xue did not.

It's rare to see more than half of Zhongyuan die.

"What do you think of Yuanshi?" Yang Xue did not respond, but looked at Song Qingshu seriously.

Song Qingshu responded directly: "They will lose sooner or later."

"The countdown to Yuanshi has begun."

"They are broken internally and cannot be saved."

Yang Xue did not deny it and continued to ask: "Then what price do you think we need to pay?"

"In other words, under what circumstances will Wulin fully support the uprising?"

"Or overthrow the Yuanshi."

Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue in shock: "Unification!"

"There can only be one voice in the world, either the Ming Cult or the major sects."

"Yes." Yang Xue's deep voice sounded.

"This battle must be fought sooner or later, the sooner the better."

"With internal instability, the time for Yuanshi's destruction will be extended indefinitely."

"So, this battle cannot stop it."

"Sooner or later, Yuanshi will attack Wulin. In fact, people from Yuanshi are behind this siege of Guangmingding."

"You know everything?" Song Qingshu's eyes tightened.

Yang Xue knows that there are too many things to consider, not just martial arts matters, but other things as well.

He was a little confused about the purpose of the group of people behind Wulin.

In the past, he thought it was just to maintain the martial arts in the Central Plains, but now it seemed wrong.

"I'm curious as to why I know this?" Yang Xue noticed Song Qingshu's doubts and her voice was calm.

"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded.

Yang Xue smiled and said, "I've known it since I was a child."

"That's not surprising."

Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment, this was the perfect answer.

Others have known it since childhood.

"Yang Xue, can I ask you something?"

"Okay." Yang Xue smiled casually: "As long as you want to know."

"whatever."

"It's okay to hide things in the martial arts world."

After eating some barbecue, he said: "The craftsmanship is good, I can compare with Uncle Ximen."

Song Qingshu ignored this and asked, "Can I know why the Yitian Sword has always been in the hands of the Emei Sect?"

"Why is no one grabbing it?"

"Isn't Yuanshi excited about that kind of magical weapon?"

What he knew was that there was a great master in Wudang and a three-level monk in Shaolin, so the Yuanshi did not move and did not rob, fearing that the top masters would mess up.

But why should Emei guard the Yitian Sword?

Master Miejie is good, but compared to Grand Master and Sandu Monk God, he is too bad.

According to his understanding, the Yuan Dynasty frequently attacked the Central Plains Wulin, but Yitian Sword was always there, so he was very curious.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword was snatched by everyone in the Yuan Dynasty.

"Yuan Shi's heart is beating." Yang Xue answered casually while eating meat.

"Someone is protecting Emei."

"People from Yuanshi, well..."

"How should I put it? You should know Jinlun Dharma King. Jinlun Dharma King liked Aunt Guo very much and wanted to accept her as his disciple."

"Later, a master from the Yuan Dynasty became a disciple of Jinlun Dharma King, and they had some interactions with each other, so the Yitian Sword stayed in Emei."

"The master you know now should be Master Zhang, Sandu Monk God."

"Actually, I didn't count your master at first, but Aunt Guo."

"The original martial arts leaders should have been Emei and Shaolin."

"Later, Aunt Guo had an accident. Fortunately, Master Zhang had accumulated a lot of experience and was able to stabilize Yuanshi."

"Otherwise...the major sects in the Jianghu world will be missing at least half."

Song Qingshu was stunned. First she was the heroine Guo Xiang, and later she was the master.

It turns out there is such a secret.

"What about the dragon-slaying knife?"

"I asked the Grand Master, and the Grand Master said that the Dragon Slaying Sword only appeared later."

"Not many years."

Yang Xue still ate like a lady and said calmly.

"The dragon-slaying knife was taken out of the Tomb of the Living Dead."

"It seems that Uncle Ximen took it out. I don't remember the specific time."

Song Qingshu was completely confused.

Was the dragon-slaying knife released from the Tomb of the Living Dead?

Cause chaos in the world?

this……

I can't explain it.