Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 174 Siege of Guangmingding - Breaking the Urn City ([-])

As the disciples of the Giant Wood Banner were knocked into the air one by one, everyone in Urn City slowly realized that the javelin shower that had been raining non-stop just now had suddenly slowed down, and gradually became a little sparse, and finally there was not even a single one. .

Song Yuanqiao put away the Taoist robe and fell to the ground. The Taoist robe had become tattered, but it was still barely wearable. Song Yuanqiao, who always pays attention to etiquette, put the tattered robe on his body again.

At this time, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure appearing on the top of the city wall, and Mo Shenggu at the side saw it, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Why does the one on the top of the city look so much like that kid Qingshu?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded, he also felt this way.

However, Song Qingshu's figure quickly disappeared on the city wall, along with the Mingjiao disciples on the city wall, whether it was the disciple of Ruijin Banner or Jumu Banner, they disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao said loudly: "Everyone, save people first!"

After all, let's go to Miejue Shitai first. At this moment, Miejue Shitai is sitting cross-legged, with a coat wrapped around his chest and abdomen to cover the wound, but the bloody and bloody right hand still makes Song Yuanqiao feel a little toothache.

Hiss, this woman is really cruel!He secretly thought in his heart, if ordinary people were injured like this, they would have rolled all over the floor long ago, but her face was pale from the pain and she was sweating coldly, and she didn't even make a sound, she was really stubborn.

What a man!Mo Shenggu on the side also sighed.

"Master, I have Wudang's holy medicine for healing..." Before Song Yuanqiao could finish speaking, he saw Miejue Shitai raise his left hand to stop him from continuing.

Ji Xiaofu on the side said with interest: "Thank you Song Daxia, the master has already applied my Emei ointment."

Song Yuanqiao knew that Juejueshi was too stubborn and didn't want to be favored by others, so he gave up and went to find other injured people.

At this time, the entire urn city wall was completely silent.

At this moment, the city gate where the crowd had entered before suddenly made a loud noise.As if a giant beast had slammed the city gate, the huge city gate trembled suddenly and let out a "wailing".

Then came the second arch!
The third arch!
Fourth arch!
Every time the city gate trembled, it was like a huge spike piercing into the hearts of everyone in the urn, and a sense of fear of the unknown arose spontaneously.

What is knocking on the door?Is it a beast?or something else?

Almost everyone is wondering in their hearts.

Until the fifth arch, the entire gate suddenly shattered into countless pieces like a butterfly piercing through flowers, and at the same time a black shadow broke through the gate and fell headfirst on the ground behind the gate.

It was only then that everyone saw clearly that what broke through the door was a huge log that was the same as the huge log thrown down by the disciples of the Jumu Banner just now.

And at the gate of the city that was flying and shattered, four equally huge logs were being planted in a haphazard manner.

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. It turned out that the person who hit the door just now was a giant log, so who is using this giant log?Is it someone from the Giant Wooden Banner?But the giant wooden flag will never hit its own city gate.

The next moment, a figure suddenly flashed out from behind the four giant trees outside the city gate. The man was young, dressed in blue clothes, and had a very tall figure.

Song Yuanqiao saw it clearly, if this is not his son Song Qingshu, who could it be? !
Song Qingshu walked into the city gate first, followed by Yang Yaoqin and Emei's disciples, and a group of people filed in.

Seeing his father's shabby clothes, Song Qingshu suddenly laughed and said, "Hey, isn't this Song Daxia? Why are you in such a mess? This is not in line with your reputation as the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes." Song Yuanqiao has always restrained himself on weekdays. Li, this was the first time Song Qingshu saw his disheveled clothes, so he couldn't help being a little presumptuous.

But Song Yuanqiao didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "This brat!" He couldn't blame Song Qingshu anyway, after all, his son saved the number one hundred and ten people, so it can't be faked.If there is no Song Qingshu, although my own Wudang people are definitely fine, but the people of other sects, I am afraid that there will be more disasters than good luck.

Mo Shenggu shouted loudly from the side: "Qing Shu, you are really good! Uncle Seven cares about you! Hahaha!"

The excitement of the rest of the life after the catastrophe made everyone in the Wengcheng look excited, and thanked Song Qingshu one after another, but Song Qingshu refused to talk to them, and these people were also stunned for no reason.

On the side of the Emei School, the little girl Zhou Zhiruo ran over excitedly when she saw Ji Xiaofu, and shouted to Ji Xiaofu while running: "Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"

When Ji Xiaofu saw this little junior sister, she was also genuinely happy, she opened her arms and let Zhou Zhiruo throw herself into her arms.

Master Jingjia also walked up to Miejue Shitai, and saluted Miejue Shitai: "Master, Jingjia led his disciples back to the team."

Miejue Shitai nodded with her eyes closed. I don't know if it was an illusion. Jingjia Shitai faintly heard that the head in front of him seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't care why Miejue Shitai felt relieved, and started chattering after Ji Xiaofu was caught.

"Senior Sister, you didn't see that Senior Brother Song is amazing. Those members of the Devil's Cult are no match at all. They are fireproof. Senior Brother Song just like this, click, thrust your sword into the ground." She said while making a gesture. The movement of the sword, continued, "Just like this, those fires and the like flew back and burned them back. It's really asking for trouble, and just now Senior Brother Song kicked one foot, so the big wood It flew up and knocked the door apart, and..."

Ji Xiaofu covered Zhou Zhiruo's mouth and forced her to shut up. She knew her little junior sister very well. She was clever, cute and cute, but she just had a mouth that babbled all day long, which gave people a headache. .

Yin Liting on the side looked funny, but Ji Xiaofu rolled her eyes. At this moment, she suddenly saw that Yin Liting's palm was also injured, so she quickly grabbed his hand, took out the ointment and wiped it on. Yin Liting was in pain and pain. Happy, but in the end he could only stand there with a distorted face and giggle.

Here Song Yuanqiao asked Song Qingshu: "Why are you here?"

Song Qingshu asked back: "Why didn't you see the third uncle, the second uncle, the fourth uncle and the fifth uncle?"

Song Yuanqiao knocked on his head and said, "Your fifth uncle didn't come, and your sixth aunt went back to Tianying School."

"Do you want to block the White-Browed Eagle King?" Song Qingshu asked.

Song Yuanqiao didn't answer this question, but instead said: "Your second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle have sneaked into Guangmingding."

Song Qingshu nodded and said: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go too." After that,
Song Yuanqiao waved his hand, signaling him not to worry, turned around and walked towards Shaolin.

"Abbot Kongwen, now there are casualties in all sects, and I, Wudang, want to continue to attack the Guangming Summit. May I ask how Shaolin is preparing?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

Abbot Kong heard the sound of the Buddha's name and said: "It takes half ninety to walk a hundred miles, and now the Guangming Peak is in front of us. It is a great opportunity for us to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. How dare Shaolin be willing to be inferior?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded, and walked to Jue Mietai, but before he could open his mouth, Jue Mietai opened his mouth and said: "Shaolin Wudang dares to be the first, and I, Emei, naturally share the same hatred." The eyes under the brows were cold, and seemed to contain infinite hatred.

Song Yuanqiao didn't say much anymore, but walked up to the crowd and said loudly: "Fellows, now the Bright Summit is in front of us, Wudang, Shaolin, Emei decided to attack the Bright Summit, as for other factions, all those who don't want to go, You can go down the mountain by yourself without feeling forced!"

What he said was clear, but in fact, at this time, no one is willing to give up halfway. Seeing that the opportunity to make contributions is in front of them, who is willing to let it go?
But at this moment, everyone seems to have forgotten that if Song Qingshu hadn't broken the urn from the outside to the inside, half of the people present would have died here.

Song Yuanqiao and the others could see it clearly, but they didn't say much. After all, they chose the road by themselves, and they found it by themselves.

So headed by Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei sects, a group of hundreds of people went to Guangmingding in a mighty way.

Along the way, everyone was blocked by the five-element flag, but lost the advantage of the terrain, the five-element flag did not take much advantage, so they had to be chased all the way back to Guangmingding.

Soon, when everyone stepped up to the top of the mountain, they felt that they had come to a huge open square in front of them.

I saw that the square was full of Mingjiao disciples, the five-element flags occupied one side, about a hundred people surrounded a huge fire altar in the middle. Immortal general.

Here is the Bright Summit of the Mingjiao General Altar!
(End of this chapter)