Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 268 Teaching!

Thirty thousand miles east of the river flows into the sea, and five thousand Renshan climbs up to the skyscrapers

Those who enter the sea for the first time will definitely be intoxicated by the magnificence of the sea.

When it is peaceful, the sparkling light rises day by day.

When it is intense, it is a violent storm and a romantic sky.

Song Qingshu stood at the bow of the ship, his body heaved up and down on the deck with the huge waves, and his stomach also churned up and down. He tried his best to suppress his nausea with willpower. He had never been out at sea, but he became seasick.

This is already the third day that they have gone to sea together.

From the first day he set foot on the boat, he began a painful journey.

Everyone looked at the young man with superb martial arts, but turned into a quail on the sea, and they couldn't help laughing in their hearts.

King Yin Ye deliberately chose a large ship with a deep draft and a deep boat to deal with the sea ice floes that will come to Binghuo Island in the future.

In addition to Zhang Cuishan's family of three, Hu Kui, Wu Chang, and Hu Qingniu and his wife, Yin Yewang also came with him this time, saying that he wanted to protect his sister's safety, but in fact, everyone knew that it was for the purpose of slaying the dragon. away with a knife.

Zhang Cuishan didn't have much to say, in fact, his purpose of going to Binghuo Island this time was also very clear, one was to find the Binghuo Black Silkworm for Song Qingshu, and the other was to bring Xie Xun back to the Central Plains and give the Dragon Slaying Saber to his master.

In the entire martial arts world, if there is anyone who can hold the dragon sword without being hunted down by the people in the rivers and lakes, that is his mentor.

As for Hu Kui and Wu Chang, they don't have much idea about the dragon sword, they just want to follow Song Qingshu. As for Hu Qingniu and his wife, they want to go to Binghuo Island to see the Binghuoxuan silkworm, and also want to avoid the limelight , afraid that the leader of the Haisha faction would come to make trouble again.

So a group of people with their own goals, sat on the same boat and went to sea like this.

"This Binghuo Island is located in the North Sea. The wind blows twice a year, the south wind for half a year, and the north wind for half a year. Only when the south wind blows can I go to the Binghuo Island. If I miss the south wind, I can only wait until Next year." Zhang Cuishan said to Song Qingshu.

Facing the sea breeze, Song Qingshu felt a burst of wet and salty water vapor blowing towards his face, which made him feel slightly relieved from the feeling of nausea.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Cuishan asked.

Song Qingshu nodded, but did not speak.

At this time, Wang Nangu held a bowl of medicine in her hand, handed it to Song Qingshu and said, "Drink it, you won't vomit after drinking it."

Song Qingshu frowned: "It's been three days!" What he meant was, it's the fourth day, why did you take out the medicine?

Wang Nangu showed a smile: "I want to say that this medicine is hard to bear, do you believe it?"

Song Qingshu stared at her for a long time before taking the medicine and gulping it down.

A faint cool taste flowed from the mouth into the throat to the stomach, and the nausea that had troubled him for three days disappeared without a trace. This medicine is truly miraculous.

Song Qingshu said: "Thank you!"

Wang Nangu said with a smile: "I prepared this medicine two days ago, but I just want to see, you look deflated, hehe." After finishing speaking, she turned and went back to the cabin.

Zhang Cuishan watched Wang Nangu leave, and said to Song Qingshu: "I have heard about Wang Nangu too, they are a couple, a [medical fairy] and a [poison fairy], they are not afraid of good people, and they are still people of the Ming religion, you should pay more attention .”

Song Qingshu nodded and said: "I don't care whether they are good or not, as long as they don't touch my bottom line! Besides, Mingjiao is gone!"

Zhang Cuishan was taken aback for a moment, then said immediately: "That's right, Mingjiao is gone, why do you care if he is a Mingjiao disciple or not?"

He patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and said, "Qingshu, you were born extraordinary. This is a blessing for our entire Wudang and the entire martial arts world. But Uncle Wu hopes that you can always stick to your principles. Never, ever, Go astray!"

Song Qingshu nodded and said, "I know Uncle Wu, I won't do it!"

"Yes." Zhang Cuishan nodded, "Uncle Wu has confidence in you!"

At this time, Zhang Wuji came out of the cabin, his eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu, and he ran towards him.

"Big brother! Big brother!" He shouted loudly, Zhang Cuishan called Song Yuanqiao big brother, and he called Song Qingshu big brother, which is reasonable, "When will you teach me martial arts?"

Song Qingshu touched his head and asked, "What kind of martial arts do you like to practice?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Practice the one you practiced that day!" He pointed at the sky as he spoke, acting mighty!

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "You have a good vision, if you want to practice, practice the best!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand with lightning, and tapped directly between Zhang Wuji's eyebrows. Zhang Wuji rolled his eyes immediately, and fell into a coma.

Zhang Cuishan quickly caught his son, and looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously.

Song Qingshu explained: "Don't worry, Fifth Uncle, I just passed one of the [Dugu Thirteen Swords] into Wuji's mind. He is in a state of digestion now, so he is in a coma. When will he put this Once you digest it, you will wake up."

Only then did Zhang Cuishan feel relieved, and asked suspiciously: "What kind of martial arts is so magical? Doesn't it need to be practiced? With such a point, you'll be able to wake up?"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said: "Yes, I will. If you don't need it, you need to practice more."

Only then did Zhang Cuishan nod his head: "Let me just say, there is no martial art that can be practiced so easily. No one is perfected by every move."

Song Qingshu said: "It was like this when the senior taught it to me."

At this time, Yin Susu came out and saw her son lying in her husband's arms, she couldn't help screaming, and ran over quickly, asking what happened.

After Zhang Cuishan explained, she was relieved, but she still asked worriedly, "How long will it take to wake up?"

Song Qingshu thought for a while and said: "It should be very fast. I digested [Thirteen Poses] in one night, and there is only one for Wuji. It shouldn't be difficult."

"Yeah." Yin Susu nodded, thinking that it only took Song Qingshu one night to learn thirteen moves, and it shouldn't take long for his son to learn one move.

So they asked Zhang Cuishan to carry Zhang Wuji into the cabin, and the couple waited beside Zhang Wuji, waiting for him to wake up.

But this wait is three days and three nights.

In the end, Song Qingshu didn't know what to expect. Whenever he saw Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu looking at him expectantly, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say "should wake up soon", and then fled in despair.

He really didn't know why Zhang Wuji couldn't digest just one move in [Dugu Thirteen Swords] for three days and three nights.

Is it Zhang Wuji's poor aptitude, or Song Qingshu's understanding is too high.

In short, it was not until the evening of the fourth day that Zhang Wuji slowly opened his eyes.

His sobriety made almost everyone on the boat breathe a sigh of relief.

After Zhang Wuji woke up, the first thing he said was to find Song Qingshu.

After Song Qingshu came, he looked at Zhang Wuji and asked, "What did you see?"

But Zhang Wuji said with red eyes: "I saw that you have been torturing me in your dreams. If there is something wrong with me, you just beat and scolded me, and even killed me a few times!"

Song Qingshu frowned: "I was in a dream, did I kill you?"

Zhang Wuji nodded: "But I can't die, I just can't move or speak, it's like I'm dead."

In the end, Song Qingshu could only think that he passed [Dugu Thirteen Swords] into Zhang Wuji's mind. Originally, Dugu taught him how to practice swords, but when it came to Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu taught him.

As for why he couldn't die, after all, it was just a fantasy existence, except for that sword technique, everything else was illusory.

"Come on, let me see how you are doing!" Song Qingshu said to Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji nodded, got up and walked towards the deck.

Yin Susu asked from behind: "Wuji, you haven't eaten for four days, are you hungry?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "I'm not hungry at all."

Zhang Cuishan said: "Then I'll eat later, let's go, let's go and see the results of your cultivation first!"

When a few people came to the deck, almost everyone had already come to the deck, waiting to see the training results of Zhang Wuji's four-day coma.

Song Qingshu signaled Zhang Wuji to go to the front of the deck, Zhang Wuji nodded, and then came to the front of the deck, looking at the endless sea in front of him, suddenly a sense of pride welled up spontaneously.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu immediately felt that their son's aura seemed to have changed.

Seeing the change in Zhang Wuji's momentum, Song Qingshu nodded and said: "Wuji, let's do it! Once you make a move, you will go forward!"

As Song Qingshu's voice fell to the ground, Zhang Wuji suddenly roared, and then he held his right hand in the void, but it was empty.

Suddenly the action froze.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu suddenly understood. With a move with his right hand, an ordinary long sword flew out of the cabin. Just when the long sword was about to fall into Song Qingshu's palm, Song Qingshu pulled his palm, and the long sword immediately Folding in the air, it flew towards Zhang Wuji's palm.

The next moment, the long sword was in his hand, and Zhang Wuji roared: "[Sword thrust]!"

Then the long sword stabbed suddenly towards the sea in front of him.

At the same time, the bow of the ship sank suddenly, and the stern lifted slightly. Everyone swayed their feet and took two steps forward in unison.

Then they lowered their bodies one by one, and finally stood firm.

Looking at Zhang Wuji again, after stabbing out with a sword, he passed out again!

(End of this chapter)