Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 332
Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin stayed in Kunlun Cave for two or three days before leaving. Before leaving, Song Qingshu broke a branch and cut it into the shape of a sword.

Yang Yaoqin asked: "What are you doing?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "It's for that boy."

As he spoke, he casually inserted the branch towards the stone table, and the fragile branch pierced straight into the stone table, about two inches.

"Then what's the use of leaving a branch?" Yang Yaoqin asked puzzled.

Song Qingshu chuckled: "If he can pull out this branch, then he can walk across the rivers and lakes."

Yang Yaoqin smiled: "What if you can't pull it out?"

"If you can't pull it out, if you can't pull it out, you have to find a way to get out!" Song Qingshu said casually.

Looking at the wooden sword now, I can see the fluorescent light flowing on the sword body, and there is an extraordinary aura shining faintly.

After something happened here, Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin left Kunlun Cave.

The two of them wanted to see if the boy in white was still there, but they found that there was a vast expanse of white outside, but there was no one there.

"Where are we going now?" Yang Yaoqin was a little confused.

Song Qingshu looked at Dongfang and said: "The Tianshan Child Elder once took a magic medicine called Xuebodhi, which can enhance the power of the medicine. I want to find some."

"Blood Bodhi?" Yang Yaoqin asked, "Where is there such a thing?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Sichuan, Mount Emei!"

two months later.

The season has come to the end of summer, but the scorching sun is still scorching the earth, the pedestrians on the road look hurried, and under the shade of the roadside trees, there are also many businessmen resting their feet.

In a forest, there is a group of merchants hiding from the sun, one of them is easy to inquire, and at the moment, he is talking to the people around him, talking about the secrets of the world that he usually inquired about.

Everyone was too hot to take a break, so they lay down and sat in disorder, listening to his bragging with their ears up.

"You don't know, there are tens of thousands of Mingjiao disciples, and they beat those Mongols like hell!"

"Especially [Motian Daluo] Hu Kui, who can be said to be blocked by soldiers, covered by water and earth, with one punch, one foot, and one pair of pairs. No Tartar can go through a round under his hands, killing hundreds of people in a short time. Tartar."

"There is also Zhang Wuji, which is a Bodhisattva-hearted Vajra method. Even though he is young, he is unambiguous in killing people."

"Of course, the most powerful one is [Sword Immortal] Song Qingshu..."

"Hey, hey, let me inquire, isn't Song Qingshu called [Wudang Sword Immortal], when did Wudang disappear?" Someone interrupted him and asked.

When the bag inquired that someone dared to question him, he immediately exploded. His two broom eyebrows immediately stood up, his eyes widened and he looked at the person who was speaking, and he said a long list of words.

"You know shit!"

"Can you call Song Qingshu's name?"

"Have you ever seen his old man kill someone?"

"You don't know anything!"

Just a few words can render the speaker speechless.

Only then did Bao Wenwen continue to say contentedly: "You don't know that the reason why the Mingjiao can revive from the ashes and grow stronger is really inseparable from [Sword Immortal]'s mastery of the old man!"

"May I ask the whole world, who can disclose the nine great magic skills to the public? Only he can do it!"

"And you haven't seen his extraordinary ability."

"It is said that when he makes a move, there is sword energy all over the sky. He doesn't even need to see you, he can control that sword energy thousands of miles away, and cut off your head straight away!"

"You don't even know who can kill you!"

"This kind of method, what is it if you say it is not [Sword Immortal]?"

There is boundless admiration and longing in Bao Wen's words.

At this time someone said again: "He is so powerful, why don't you kill the dog emperor of the Tartars!"

"You know what a fart!" Bao asked and got angry again, "Do you know how so many disciples of Mingjiao come here? They are all people who go to Guangmingding to learn martial arts! [Sword Immortal] He doesn't charge tuition fees, and he doesn't Serve, as long as you kill the Tartars!"

"If I, Bao Budong, hadn't been reluctant to part with my parents and wives, I would have gone to Guangmingding to learn martial arts. By then, I will be the leader of the Five Elements Banner in Mingjiao, and I will be honored by my ancestors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him made mocking voices, as if they were laughing at him for dreaming.

What they didn't see was that a man and a woman were riding past on the road next to the forest at this moment.

The two had sharp ears and eyes, so they naturally understood what Bao inquired about.

"Qingshu, you have become a dignified [Sword Immortal] old man!" Yang Yaoqin covered her mouth and smiled.At this moment, she is wearing a bamboo hat and covered with a light veil, so she can't tell what she looks like, but her slim figure still allows people to imagine her beautiful face under the veil.

Song Qingshu shook his head: "The mouth of the rivers and lakes has lived for thousands of years!"

The two were Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin.They walked all the way, listening to the teachings. Within two months, the Mingjiao seemed to be at war with the Mongols. At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang's "Discussion of Mongolia Yuanyuan" made people all over the world hear the news.

For a while, from west to east, people from all over the world rushed to respond and launched crusades against the Mongols one after another. This is what Song Qingshu is happy to see.

The two traveled eastward all the way, but they also entered the land of Shu two months later.

"I remember when I was two years old, I came to Emei with my great-grandfather to ask for [Emei Nine Sun Art], and I also set up a trick for Miejue Shitai. Now I think about it, but it is also interesting." Listen to Yang Yaoqin.

Yang Yaoqin was also very interesting to listen to, and when she heard the old man pretending to cry, she even smiled prettily.

But Song Qingshu said again: "At that time in Leshan, I heard a word from the boatman."

"What?"

"Flooded the knees of the Buddha, set the Lingyun Grotto on fire!"

Yang Yaoqin murmured this sentence twice, but asked puzzledly: "These two sentences are understood literally, that is, when the river water is below the Buddha's knee, there will be flames burning Lingyun Grotto. But that Leshan Although I have never seen the giant Buddha, I have heard of it. It is more than a hundred feet high, how much water can cover the knees of the giant Buddha? What's more, where is the Lingyun Cave, who knows?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "I thought it was just rumors spread by the predecessors, but Fan Yao told me that the Blood Bodhi is in Lingyun Grotto!"

"Then did he say where the location of Lingyun Cave is?"

"No, he doesn't know either."

Yang Yaoqin hummed, then stopped talking, thinking about the meaning of those two sentences.

But Song Qingshu said: "Okay, don't think too much, I will know the meaning of these two sentences when I go to see the Buddha tomorrow."

Yang Yaoqin nodded, and then drove forward.

Song Qingshu glanced at the people in the woods, and then chased after Yang Yaoqin.

(End of this chapter)