Zongwu: My understanding is against the sky, I became the ancestor of Taoism in Wudang

On the mountain road, two figures, one big and one small, walked forward quickly.

Song Qingshu is lively and active, and from time to time he has to surpass his father, and when he sees butterflies and grasshoppers, he will chase and fall.

"Father! Father! Wait for me! "

Holding a big green locust in his hand, Song Qingshu flicked his small short legs and chased two steps.

"Call you greedy, if you miss the uncle's meal, your master will spank."

Song Yuanqiao's pampered discipline.

"Father, since Shi Bozu is so old, why don't you take him to live in Paine."

"We Wudang Sect have so many houses, can't we still let Shi Bozu live!"

Song Qingshu was still young, and he was unscrupulous, and Song Yuanqiao did not reprimand.

Regarding the matter of Shi Bozu cultivating in the back mountain, where can these disciples be questioned.

Since Song Yuanqiao visited Master Zhang Sanfeng, that master and uncle have been cultivating in the back mountain for decades.

At first, he also asked the master why the master did not live in the front mountain, after all, the Wudang Sect was not small.

The living conditions are better than in the back mountains.

But every time Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed.

Now that decades have passed, Song Yuanqiao gradually understands the master.

Shi Uncle is indifferent to fame and fortune, and the martial arts talent is average, what about in the Wudang Sect, there is no strength to occupy the name of an elder, I am afraid that Shi Uncle himself is also depressed.

Until now, it is even more impossible for the uncle to go to the front mountain, and every time they ask, they say that they want to retreat, but in Song Yuanqiao's opinion, where is this retreat, this is clearly waiting for death silently.

Song Yuanqiao and others know that Wudang Mountain can have now, the master's martial arts invincibility is on the one hand, the master's strategizing is not the key, if there is no master's strategizing over the years, to the master, to Wudang to give advice, really when the Wudang faction has no enemies, or think that the Wudang faction grows underground.

Shi Bo's martial arts are ordinary, but his wisdom is unmatched, and Wudang has encountered various difficulties over the years, all of which are broken by Shi Bo's words.

Now that the master has reached the end of his life, according to the master, the limit is coming, and this is the matter.

As soon as he thought of this, Song Yuanqiao felt sad.

Although their seven sons of Wudang were all disciples of Zhang Sanfeng, Qin Ji took no less care of them than Zhang Sanfeng.

"Uncle! Uncle! The meal is coming! "

Far away, Song Yuanqiao collected his mood, sorted out his clothes and took Song Qingshu to the outside of the grass house.

"Division..."

Just as Song Qingshu shouted to wake up his uncle, he saw a crane-haired childlike and fairy wind Daoist walking out of the grass.

"The far bridge is here."

Qin Ji walked out of the grass house with his hand in his hand, and saw Song Yuanqiao carrying the food box, and Song Qingshu next to him, greeting him with a smile.

He has always been a good gentleman in the Wudang Sect, and any disciple who has a psychological entanglement likes to talk to him.

Therefore, the second and third generations of disciples were afraid of Zhang Sanfeng and close to him.

"Uncle! You...... You...... You..."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Qin Ji in disbelief, his fingers trembling slightly because of excitement.

At this time, Qin Ji swept away the previous decadence, and his face was radiant, which surprised Song Yuanqiao, and he couldn't even believe his eyes.

Is this still his own uncle, or the uncle who is dying!

Looking at the radiant and energetic appearance under the eyes, I am afraid that this is not to become an immortal.

"Why don't you dare to recognize it if you haven't seen it for a few days, or think that I will die early, and you will inherit my grass house!"

Qin Ji pretended to be angry, but his eyes were full of smiles.

This Song Yuanqiao can also be regarded as what he grew up watching, and he entered the mountain gate as a teenager, and he and Zhang Sanfeng took turns educating.

Decades have passed, and now he is also a father.

He and Zhang Sanfeng both cultivated Song Yuanqiao as the successor of Wudang, and now the other party can also be regarded as the head of Wudang, and he has lived up to their training over the years.

"Uncle Shi atones for his sins, Yuanqiao has no such intention!"

"It's just that seeing Shi Uncle looking good, I am excited, and I don't know what to say when I am happy for Shi Uncle!"

Song Yuanqiao was happy and a little incoherent.

As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, there is a treasure, and the existence of Qin Ji is as important as Zhang Sanfeng for their Wudang Seven Sons, and it is the same existence as the Dinghai God needle.

Previously, Qin Ji looked like his life was not long in coming, and the seventh son of Wudang had already built a good coffin under the mountain, and his face was sad one by one, like a funeral examination.

At this time, seeing Qin Ji uncharacteristically, he was suddenly speechless with joy.

"Well, I didn't blame you, I knelt at every turn, and I was about to become a kowtow."

"I have something to ask when I get up."

Qin Ji waved his hand, and Song Yuanqiao got up obediently.

"Old man, I have been in retreat in this back mountain for a long time, and something has happened ahead."

"Xiaoqingshu, come to grandpa and let grandpa see if you have grown taller again."

Qin Ji beckoned Song Qingshu and measured his height lovingly.

"Senior Uncle Hui, the fiancée of the sixth junior brother, was killed by Yang Xiao of the Ming Sect."

"Junior Brother is becoming more and more depressed, pouring his sorrows with wine, and I am planning to help Junior Brother take revenge."

"The fifth junior brother has been missing for two years, and this year is the second year of Wudang Dasuo's world, and there is still no news."

"The third junior brother is still paralyzed in bed, and the master has not improved when he invited a famous doctor."

The seventh son of Wudang, the old sixth Yin Liting and Emei disciple Ji Xiaofu made a marriage contract, but unexpectedly, his fiancée was favored by Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of the Ming Sect, and for some reason died tragically under Yang Xiao's palm, which hit Yin Liting too hard.

However, the Wudang Ming Sect is the south and the north, and the Ming Sect is a great sect in the world, and it is difficult to take revenge.

Old five Zhang Cuishan, suddenly disappeared two years ago, there are rumors that he followed the Ming Sect Guardian King, the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun returned to the hidden mountains and forests, this news does not know whether it is true or false, anyway, Wudang looked for two years, but did not find a trace, which made Zhang Sanfeng break his heart.

As for the old third Yu Daiyan, who is paralyzed and can't stand up so far, this is no longer a thing, he has been paralyzed for many years and he himself is used to it.

"Alas, the rivers and lakes are stormy, and it is difficult for the Wudang faction to stay out of the matter."

"You go back and send Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting to me, the old man can't help you anything, so take them to cultivate a cultivation method and untie the knot, lest they can't think about it."

After listening to Song Yuanqiao's story, the Wudang faction had a lot of big things and small things, and he couldn't help anything.

It just so happens that I have recently realized on top of the Dao, so it is better to bring my juniors with me, and maybe I can teach a few cultivation seeds.

That Yin Li Pavilion is very suitable for cultivation.

Yu Daiyan has been paralyzed in bed in recent years, and instead of standing up for the corpse, it is better to follow his own cultivation than to waste time.

Song Yuanqiao listened to Shi Uncle's words, first stunned, then his eyes were slightly red, and he bowed his head.

Shi Uncle is so old, he still has to worry about these juniors, he is also dozens of older people, how can he not feel guilty in his heart.

are all juniors who are unfilial, so that the hundred-year-old uncle still has to worry.

But if their Wudang Seventh Sons have a little ambition, they will not let the older generation worry so much, thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao is more and more ashamed.

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