Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 5 Aftermath and Ren Laifeng
Song Yuanqiao closed the door and glanced at the messy courtyard. The body of Mrs. Liu had been carried out by his disciples, and several disciples were sorting out the broken sword residue on the ground.

Most of the swords that fell were broken, but there were still a few swords that had been inserted deeply, but they were too deep in the ground, and it was very difficult for the disciples to pull them out.

After Song Yuanqiao warned several disciples to speak softly not to disturb Ling Xueyan, he went straight to the front yard.

Along the way, some disciples saluted Song Yuanqiao one after another, and Song Yuanqiao could see a little uneasiness in their eyes.

As he walked all the way, he had already begun to plan countermeasures in his heart. After thinking about it, he arrived at the main hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Zhang Songxi talking to Zhang Sanfeng.

"...First, the swords in the hands of the disciples flew away for no reason, and then the swords in the arsenal also cut off the lock and flew away on their own. Fortunately, no one was injured on the mountain, but the disciples were all panicked. The most serious thing was Yuxu In the palace, three houses were severely damaged, two disciples were injured, but none were serious, and the only person who died was Mrs. Liu."

At this moment, Zhang Songxi saw Song Yuanqiao approaching, and said to him, "Brother."

Song Yuanqiao bowed to the master and said: "Master, today's calamity was caused by the child. Although it was not his intention, as a father, I have the obligation to help my son deal with the aftermath. Please allow me."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Don't put too much pressure on me, I trust you as a teacher, go for it."

Only then did Song Yuanqiao say to Zhang Songxi and Yu Lianzhou: "Second and fourth brothers, you go up the mountain immediately and call all the disciples to Yuxu Palace to listen to orders."

Then he turned his head and said to Yu Daiyan: "Third brother, please take the body of Mrs. Liu to Ding's camp with you and fifth brother. You go first, and I will come later. I will give an explanation to Mrs. Liu's family."

After finishing speaking, he said to Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu: "Lao Liu, go arrange disciples, disturb this place as soon as possible, repair what needs to be repaired, repair what needs to be repaired, and then go visit the two injured disciples and bring them back with you." The best ointment. Lao Qi, go and serve your sister-in-law, and when the two of them wake up, take them up the mountain and find two disciples to carry them up."

In the end, Song Yuanqiao said to his master: "Master, please stay here for the time being, in case the Xiaoxiao people take advantage of the chaos to make trouble. And if you stay here, all the disciples can feel at ease. As for Mrs. Liu, some disciples went to apologize .”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at several juniors and said loudly, "Go!"

Several juniors replied in unison: "Yes! Senior brother!"

Following this promise, the entire main hall of Yuxu Palace seemed to become calm in an instant, and the surrounding disciples also lost the previous panic, and began to act swiftly.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the big disciple in front of him who was giving orders. He didn't know when he started to gradually stop managing Wudang's affairs, but Song Yuanqiao took advantage of the situation and started to manage Wudang. When the sloppy Taoist manages, it is much stronger.Now that he is a new father, it is difficult for him to have such a thing happen to his son.

Soon, the bell rang on the mountain. This is a copper bell specially used to summon disciples. Usually, it is struck nine times, up three times, to the three days of Qingwei, Yuyu, and Dachi; The three realms of color, form, and formlessness; and three times, the three realms of hell, hungry ghosts, and animals.

Today the clock struck eighteen times.

After about a stick of incense, disciples came down from the mountain one after another, and stood in front of the main hall of Yuxu Palace, waiting for the order from the master.

After a while, Wudang disciples were densely packed in front of the main hall. Those who could study in Wudang were mostly local children.

Zhang Sanfeng was originally an easy-going personality, he would accept any disciple who went to the mountain to seek the Tao before, but after he found out that this person had various bad habits, he would expel him again.After Song Yuanqiao was in charge, he set many rules, such as getting up early and having morning classes, farming at noon, practicing martial arts in the afternoon, and evening classes in the evening.This caused some lazy people to complain, and some sneaked down the mountain while it was dark, and he didn't stop them, but most of them were children of wealthy families. But I can't bear the hardship.On the contrary, all those left behind are poor children who endure hardships and stand hard work. Song Yuanqiao does not dislike it. He keeps on doing homework every day and sincerely teaches some basic Wudang skills. There are also two or three key trainings with good foundations. He will be the third generation of Wudang in the future. foundation.

It's just that the Wudang Seven Heroes haven't accepted disciples yet, so the disciples on Wudang Mountain are all outer disciples, and they take care of trivial matters on the mountain on weekdays. Only the disciples that the Seven Heroes actually accept are inner disciples. To support Wudang.However, there is not even one inner disciple.

It's not that there are no suitable ones, the main reason is that the Seven Heroes think that they are not good at learning skills, and dare not be a teacher in vain.

In fact, this is also the pressure Zhang Sanfeng put on everyone. When Lao Dao first accepted his disciples, he was already a top master in the Jianghu. Hey, Wudang is a branch of Shaolin.

So the Seven Heroes have not had a direct disciple so far. Of course, Song Qingshu should be regarded as the third generation of Wudang senior brother, but this senior brother is still peeing on the kang.

Not long after, all the disciples were standing in front of Yuxu Palace, Song Yuanqiao ordered people to put all the broken sword remnants in front of the disciples, watching the people talking about it, he opened his mouth with luck.

"Do you all recognize these swords?"

His voice is low but his words are clear, his voice is not loud but covers the entire square, so that every disciple below can hear him clearly, without a solid foundation, it is difficult to do such a thing.

His move was not to show off his skills, but more to calm people's hearts.

All the disciples were silent, but at this moment a female disciple standing in the front row said, "I understand."

After finishing speaking, he took out one of the broken swords in front of him, looked carefully and said: "Report to the master, all masters. This is the sword of the disciple, and it is the reward from the last martial arts competition. Look, there is a disciple here. engraved name."

After speaking, he raised the broken sword in his hand above his head.

Wudang outer disciples all call the Wudang Seven Heroes their masters. The master preaches and dispels doubts, respects etiquette, and is not a master-student relationship in the true sense.Only after you really become a teacher can you change your name to master, which means being a teacher for one day and being a father for life.

Song Yuanqiao nodded, motioning for her to back down.

"That's right, the broken sword in front of you is the saber you usually use to practice, and the rest are all swords in your arsenal."

"As for what happened to shatter all the swords, do you know?" Song Yuanqiao asked the disciples.

No one answered.

Song Yuanqiao looked at the female disciple who had just answered and asked, "Xiao Liu, do you know?"

Liu Sipiao is one of the two or three disciples we mentioned earlier, and he is only ten years old this year.

Seeing the master asked, Liu Sipiao hurriedly replied: "Disciple no...!"

Before she could finish answering, a loud voice broke in: "Master, I know! I know!"

The person who spoke was a boy of seven or eight years old, with a thick head and a thick head, especially a pair of thick eyebrows, like two curved knives, as if he wanted to split his whole head in half horizontally.

At this time, he raised his right hand high, as if he really knew something.

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help frowning when he looked at this thick-headed young man. It wasn't that he hated this young man, but that this young man had the same temperament as his own name.

Ren Laifeng!
If Liu Sipiao is a daisy that grows under the sun and rain, then Ren Laifeng is a wild grass that takes root and stretches desperately in the crevices of rocks.

He was a child picked up by Yu Daiyan in the wild. His parents were killed by Mongolian Tartars. He escaped by hiding in a latrine, but he was so hungry that he met Yu Daiyan. Strictly speaking, he was planning to rob Yu Daiyan. Relying on the feces and urine all over his body, he threatened Yu Daiyan to feed himself, otherwise he would dump him in filth.

On the contrary, Yu Daiyan found it interesting, so he took him to Wudang Mountain, and changed his name to Ren Laifeng.

This child's character is not bad, but there is something bad about it, some people come crazy.

Song Yuanqiao was about to tell him to shut up, but Zhang Sanfeng said: "Come on, tell me what happened?"

Ren Laifeng immediately shouted loudly: "Master Patriarch, you don't know! That guy, I was practicing swords with my senior sister just now, and I was about to win, but who knew that I used a move like a wind and a cloud, I retreated back, and guess what happened?"

He actually kept it a secret, glanced around like a thief, and continued.

"I'm gone, but the sword is not gone! Where is the sword? It's still floating there! Master Patriarch, Master, you just say it's miraculous! Ordinarily, my sword was given to me by the third master. One cuts iron like mud!"

Song Yuanqiao closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Get to the point!"

Ren Laifeng responded and continued: "Later all the swords of the senior brothers were floating in the air, and then suddenly all the swords screamed and flew into the sky."

Song Yuanqiao frowned and asked, "Huh? Did you yell? How did you yell?"

Ren Laifeng waved his hands and said, "Mm, yes, buzzing."

Liu Sipiao hastily added: "Reporting to Master, what Junior Brother Ren said was the sound made by the trembling of the sword body, not the real scream."

Ren Laifeng affirmed loudly: "Ah yes, that's the way it is, it's still senior sister who understands me."

Song Yuanqiao interrupted him: "Okay! Come on! Shut up and let Xiaoliu talk."

Ren Laifeng reluctantly shut his mouth and looked at Liu Sipiao, as if he was always ready to interrupt.

"Reporting to Master, this disciple wakes up early and finishes his morning class with all his senior brothers, then practices swords in the Martial Arts Field, and then..."

Liu Sipiao bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others: "Report to the master, Master. At that time, this disciple was practicing swords with his brothers and sisters, when he suddenly felt that the saber in his hand was not in control. but the saber remained where it was, hanging in the air like this."

As Liu Sipiao said, he hung the broken sword horizontally in front of his chest.

"The disciple didn't react for a while, but saw the saber suddenly tremble, and the next moment it flew into the sky with a whistling sound."

"Then the swords of all the brothers and sisters also flew up into the sky, connecting end to end in the sky, like a giant dragon, circling and flying down the mountain."

Song Yuanqiao waited for her to finish, then asked again: "Is everything you see like this?"

All the disciples replied in unison: "Yes! Master."

Zhang Sanfeng asked again: "Is there anything else?"

Liu Sipiao went on to say: "Yes! The swords of the disciples and others suddenly flew away by themselves. The disciples were very surprised and didn't know what happened. But at this moment, the gate of the arsenal behind the martial arts field was suddenly knocked. The chain on the gate was rattled and rattled, and just as we were about to check it, the chain suddenly broke from it, and then a giant dragon with hundreds of long swords flew out, which was also bigger than before. The sky hovered for a while, and then flew down the mountain. The disciple went to the arsenal to look, all the swords disappeared, and the rest of the weapons were there. Report back to the master, Master, that’s how it happened.”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and stopped talking.

Song Yuanqiao said: "Then why do you think all the swords flew away?"

This time, no one answered, and Liu Sipiao did not speak, but Song Yuanqiao heard someone whispering.

With a glance, he saw Ren Laifeng muttering.

"Laifeng, do you know the reason?"

Ren Laifeng looked hesitant to speak, and looked at Liu Sipiao again, only to find that Liu Sipiao was gesturing to him, signaling him not to speak.

So Ren Laifeng whispered: "Disciple, I don't know..."

He didn't know what he said, but he looked clear about me.

(End of this chapter)