Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 15
Suddenly, Song Yuanqiao quickly walked out of the hall and asked loudly, "Is it the fifth brother?"

Zhang Cuishan replied: "It's me!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Cuishan came in with a bloody man in his arms. As soon as he entered the hall, his legs softened and he knelt down, followed by Yin Liting who looked sad and hurried to support him, only to find that Zhang Cuishan had passed out.

Yin Liting knew that Fifth Brother passed out due to exhaustion of internal energy, so there was nothing serious about it.

Song Yuanqiao took a closer look and found that the bloody man was none other than his third brother Yu Daiyan, he was horrified, the hairs all over his body exploded, tears flowed uncontrollably, and then he shouted: "Third brother! "

At this time, other people in Wudang also saw that Zhang Cuishan was hugging Yu Daiyan, and immediately surrounded Zhang Cuishan, but before they could get around to Zhang Cuishan, they saw a white figure flash by, and the next moment their body couldn't help but move He flew out, flying very far, but he didn't feel much pain after landing, only then realized that the white shadow was his master Zhang Sanfeng, and hurriedly got up and surrounded him.

Zhang Sanfeng saw his apprentice hurt like this, his heart was full of grief and anger, but it was too late to ask what happened, the most important thing was to save Yu Daiyan's life first.So he ran into the inner hall again, took out a bottle of "White Tiger Killing Pill", broke the porcelain bottle with one hand, took out three white pills, and fed them to Yu Daiyan's mouth.But Yu Daiyan has lost consciousness, how can he swallow, so the old man holds his index finger and thumb empty with both hands, forming a "cracker's beak strength" posture, and uses the tip of his index finger to touch the "Long Yueqiao" three points above Yu Daiyan's ear tip, and lifts it up. Inner strength, slightly swinging.

With his skill at this time, this "cracker's beak is strong and the dragon leaps over the orifice" will come out, and even a newly dead person can come back to life for a while, but he swung his fingers twenty times, and Yu Daiyan still did not move.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly, kneaded his hands into a sword formula, with the palms facing down, he took Yu Daiyan's "Jianche point" with both hands.The "Jacche point" is at the junction of the upper jaw and the closed teeth. Zhang Sanfeng touched it with his yin hand, and immediately turned his palm upwards, turning it into a yang hand, one yin and one yang. Finally opened his mouth and slowly swallowed the pill into his throat.

But Yu Daiyan's throat muscles were stiff, although the elixir entered his throat, it did not reach his abdomen.Zhang Songxi reached out to massage his throat muscles.Zhang Sanfeng then stretched out his fingers and closed the "Quepen" and "Yu Fu" points on Yu Daiyan's shoulders, and the "Yangguan" and "Mingmen" points on the spine of the tail, so that after he wakes up, he will not fall into a coma again due to severe pain in his limbs .

When Zhang Sanfeng fed Yu Daiyan the medicine to push the palace, all the brothers and sisters kept staring at Yu Daiyan nervously. When they saw Yu Daiyan wake up and then fell into a coma, their tense mood suddenly relaxed somewhat.

Only now did Song Yuanqiao see that everyone in the hall held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Zhang Sanfeng's rescue.

So he immediately said loudly to all the people who came to congratulate him on his birthday: "Seniors, friends! Today is my teacher's birthday, but such a painful thing happened. Now the birthday can't continue, please forgive me! Wudang in the future It is necessary to salute and thank you. Everyone, please go back! Sixth brother! Seventh brother! See off the guests!"

At this time, no one noticed that Song Qingshu had sent the crowd to Yu Daiyan.

He looked incredulously at the man in front of him with a pale face, a limp body, and a bloody mess. It was his arrogant, burly and powerful third uncle.

He would rather the enemy give Yu Daiyan a good time than to torture him to this point and abandon him in the wilderness. If Uncle Wu didn't find out, even the corpse would be bitten by wild dogs. Afraid of becoming a useless person, this makes Yu Daiyan, who has always been proud and arrogant, how to endure spending the rest of his life lying in bed like this, even having to be served by others, it would be better to die at that time.

At this moment, Song Qingshu felt a wave of anger filling his mind, burning all his reason and calmness, and finally only four big characters were left, squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Bullshit! People! Too much!"

At this moment, Ren Laifeng brought in three people from outside the hall, it was Du Dajin and the other three.

As soon as Yin Liting saw these three people, he immediately yelled at Zhang Sanfeng: "It's the three of them, the members of the Longmen Security Bureau, who handed over the third brother to the wicked, so that the third brother was murdered..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a long cry of "Canglang", which came from the back room. After a blink of an eye, something shining with blue light crashed through the back door and flew in, and in an instant came with a whistling sound. In front of everyone in Wudang.

To be precise, when he came to Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu raised his hand and held the thing in his palm, as if the thing flew to him specially, waiting for him to catch him.

When Song Qingshu took hold of that thing, everyone could see clearly what he was holding in his hand, it was the Yitian Sword!
It turned out that after the Yitian Sword flew automatically two years ago, Zhang Sanfeng thought it was an old man's belonging, so he kept it in his room, but today he suddenly flew back to Song Qingshu's hand, and it was still under the eyes of everyone. When the disciples saw it, it was inevitable that there would be another disturbance.

But right now everyone in Wudang can't care about that much anymore.

Song Qingshu held the Yitian sword upside down and stood on the spot with his head down, a faint cold aura wafted from his body. The Yitian sword in his hand hummed without wind, and it was as rhythmic as breathing.

At this moment, the people who came to celebrate the birthday hadn't left yet. When they saw a long sword flying over by itself through the back door and flying into the hands of a child, they were all surprised. After asking each other, they realized that it was Song Yuanqiao's son, but Haven't heard that the Wudang sect has the skill of flying swords?So everyone held their own different purposes and did not leave the hall.

Especially the disciples of the Emei Sect. The Emei Sect was represented by Mrs. Jingxuan who came to celebrate the birthday. When Mrs. Jingxuan saw the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand, she was shocked, and took two steps forward to look it over carefully. Only then did he realize that he was not mistaken, it was indeed the Yitian Sword, the treasure of the town sect that had been missing for two years.She couldn't help being puzzled. The Yitian sword flew away by itself two years ago. At that time, only the master Miejue Shitai and her witnessed it. The sword will be in the hands of the Wudang faction?And the Yitian Sword seemed to have flown by itself just now, didn't it?
At this moment, Master Jingxuan couldn't help thinking about it too much, and he didn't immediately question Wudang people about relying on the Heavenly Sword.

Song Yuanqiao looked at his son beside him, and shouted in a low voice: "Qingshu, what are you going to do? Isn't it messy enough?"

Yu Lianzhou was standing at Song Qingshu's right hand, and he stretched out his hand to take the Yitian sword from Song Qingshu's hand, so as not to hurt others or himself under the agitation of his emotions.

The Yitian sword is nearly four feet long, slightly longer than Song Qingshu, so Song Qingshu is holding the long sword upside down, and before Yu Lianzhou's hand touches the hilt, the sword flashes like breathing With a green light, Yu Lianzhou only felt pain in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly retracted his hand to see that a long and thin scar still appeared on the palm of his hand, and the scar was slowly oozing blood.

Yu Lianzhou looked at her nephew in surprise, and subconsciously said, "Sword Qi?!"

The Yitian sword seemed to be activated, and the sword body glowed with blue light. Song Qingshu also raised his head at this moment, and Song Yuanqiao found that his son, who used to be calm in the past, had a distorted face at this moment, his eyes were red and he was staring at Du Dajin and the others.

The next moment, there was a strong wind in the hall.

Zhang Sanfeng had just finished treating Yu Daiyan, so he had time to look up at the crowd, and after taking a look, he couldn't help shouting: "Stop him!" Song Qingshu said it.

But it was still a step too late, and Song Qingshu turned his right hand over, and the Yitian Sword was already pointing directly at Du Dajin and the three of them.

"Die!" Song Qingshu's voice came to everyone's ears clearly.

Before the voice fell, people moved first.

A white figure wrapped around this green glow, and came to Du Dajin in the blink of an eye. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy had already torn the clothes of the three of them.

Du Dajin felt the gust of wind pave his face, and his whole body seemed to be filled with mud and lead, and he couldn't move at all. He saw the green glow in his eyes and heard the sound of his clothes being torn, and he cried out in his heart: " My life is over!"

Just at this moment, a figure rushed over and suddenly appeared in front of Du Dajin. I saw that this figure stretched out three fingers in the shape of a crane's beak, without the slightest smoke and fire. Usually, the Yitian sword's momentum stopped immediately, and the next moment, the sword energy flying around died down, and the violent wind in the hall also calmed down.

At this time, Du Dajin saw clearly that the figure in front of him was Zhang Sanfeng, the master of Wudang.

After Zhang Sanfeng grabbed the tip of Yitianjian, although he stopped Yitianjian from coming, it seemed that it was not so easy. He took a step back, his back was almost pressed against Du Dajin's face, and he held the tip of the sword with his right hand Draw an arc, and send Song Qingshu, who is relying on the Heavenly Sword and carrying the sword, to the outside of the hall. Song Qingshu is in mid-air, and has lost his mind at this moment.

The old Taoist drew an arc with his right hand, and gently sent his left hand on Song Qingshu's back. The next moment, the strong wind rose again, and the sword energy reappeared. Song Qingshu flew to the mountain wall not far outside the hall with the Yitian sword.

With a sound of "Kangcang", the Yitian sword sank deeply into the stone wall, and the accompanying sword energy made a huge wound on the stone wall, like a piece of tofu that has been bitten.

The next moment, Song Qingshu let go of the Yitian sword, lay down on the ground and passed out.

(End of this chapter)