The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 41

On the way back, the spider kept asking questions.

"Brother Song, you are so young, why are you so good at martial arts?"

"I practice poison kung fu with my mother-in-law. I made myself an ugly monster, but no one can beat me. Can you teach me?"

"I heard that you have a marriage contract with that Zhou Zhiruo. Is it true? Miss Zhou is so beautiful. I still remember when Brother Wuji saw her, his eyes were straight."

Song Xuan glanced at her speechlessly, this girl's temperament is really hard to describe.

There is no self-consciousness of a married wife at all!
That is to say, Mr. Song didn't have this idea, otherwise, he would have to give Zhang Wuji some hats.

Halfway through, Song Xuan stopped.

"What's wrong? Are there any enemies?"

Zhu'er helped the corpse on his shoulders, and looked around nervously, always ready to take out the corpse to block the knife in case of danger.

Ever since she was kidnapped by Wei Yixiao once, her vigilance towards danger has increased significantly.

Song Xuan shook his head, and said: "You carry the corpse on your back and go back, I have some things to deal with!"

"Ah, shall I go back alone?" Zhu'er was a little nervous, "Brother Song, where are you going?"

"Go and save your man!" Song Xuan said in a deep voice: "You were arrested before, and Junior Brother Wuji chased you out, so we should be able to meet him on the way back.

And it didn't. You see what that means, don't you? "

"Brother Wuji has an accident?" Zhu'er's voice was full of tears.

Song Xuan waved his hand and said: "Go back, don't worry, his life is much tougher than yours!"

As he spoke, he chased after the messy footprints that were still faintly visible on the ground.

If there is no accident, Zhang Wuji should have met a monk who was going to Guangmingding to support Mingjiao halfway, and he was put into Qiankun's bag and brought to Guangmingding.

And it was on the top of Guangming Peak that Zhang Wuji's open life officially began.

Nine suns have achieved great internal strength, mastered the great movement of the universe, and were even elected as the leader of Mingjiao, and have reached the pinnacle of life!
This chase lasted for a whole day, until in the evening, at the foot of a mountain, he saw a tall bald monk carrying a big bag, which seemed to be full of people.

The monk began to climb up along the foot of the mountain, Song Xuan hid in the dark and watched quietly.

After waiting for a while, he followed the monk's route and started climbing the mountain.

The higher you go, the more rugged the road is, and there are no mountain roads at the back.

Looking around, it was full of precipitous cliffs, even covered with thick snow, the mountain wind blew, and even Song Xuan felt a bit chilled by the icy breath.

Jumping constantly on the cliff, high and low, near and far, Song Xuan followed the monk from afar, not in a hurry.

It's no wonder that Mingjiao has been teaching for hundreds of years, but Guangmingding, the old nest, has never been breached.

There is no one to lead the way in this broken place, even if you die in this vast Kunlun Mountains, don't expect to find the correct route.

Even if you know where it is, this place, if you don't have profound internal strength and exquisite body skills, you don't even think you can climb it.

After climbing and jumping between the cliffs for more than an hour, when it was completely dark, the monk just stopped, without continuing on his way.

Song Xuan did not show up, but hid behind a rock, listening to the movement ahead.

But not far away, a Taoist wearing an iron crown came out to meet the monk. If there were no accidents, that person should be one of the masters of the Ming Cult, the Iron Crown Taoist.

"No way, it's getting dark, why did you come here, isn't it too late?"

Unbelievably, the monk laughed and said: "Some things happened on the road, and it took some time. By the way, did Wei Yi laugh?"

Taoist Tie Guan asked suspiciously: "He hasn't arrived yet, it's really strange. You came late, and Wei Yixiao came even later, could something have happened?"

Undoubtedly, the monk didn't care and said: "His lightness kung fu and body skills are comparable to anyone in the world, and no one can get into trouble with him!"

The two talked for a while, and then three more people came out. So far, the five scattered members of Mingjiao have gathered together.

These five guys, although known as the Five Scatterers, each had their own ideas. They stood there arguing for a while, and one of them even slapped the monk.

A few guys chirped for a long while, Song Xuan looked a little impatient, touched the long sword on his waist, and couldn't help but want to do it.

Fortunately, several people ended their dispute, perhaps the monk carried Zhang Wuji in a bag, and started to move forward again.

I have to say that this broken place is really difficult to walk. Several people led the way in front, and Song Xuan secretly followed behind. After walking for a whole day, they entered a tunnel in the middle of the mountain.

After walking in the tunnel for more than half an hour, after getting out of the tunnel, he climbed up again, and not long after, he entered another tunnel.

After going through five tunnels in this way, the five scattered people just opened their mouths to shout loudly, "Yang Xiao, our five scattered people are here!"

After a while, a voice sounded, "Six major sects are besieged from all directions, and the younger brother is alone, and he is worrying about himself. Today, the five scattered people look at Mingzun's face and help each other with righteousness. It is really a blessing for our sect!"

Song Xuan hid in the tunnel and didn't show up. In fact, he didn't have to worry about Zhang Wuji's safety at all. This time, he followed the unexplainable monk all the way to Guangmingding, in order to change the world of Mingjiao's martial arts.

After staying in the tunnel for a while, after confirming that the people outside were led into the guest room by Yang Xiao, Song Xuan, like a shadow, walked around the hall in front and entered the courtyard behind.

The fragrance of flowers and flowers floated in the courtyard, and the windows of the west wing revealed light from the lights. Song Xuan pushed open the door and walked in without the slightest hesitation.

This is the boudoir of a rich family. There is a dressing table by the window. The red candles are burning high on the table, illuminating the room full of flowers and magnificence.

On the other side is a gum bed, standing beside the bed is a young girl in green clothes, dressed as a servant girl, with iron chains on her hands and feet.

She was probably making the bed, but when she realized that Song Xuan had come in, her face was startled, and she subconsciously wanted to make a sound.

However, before she could make a sound, she felt a chill on her neck, and a long sword had been placed on her neck at some point.

"You can try, is my sword faster, or your scream!"

The little servant girl didn't dare to move at the moment, her voice trembled slightly, she bit her lower lip and said, "What do you want, Master?"

Song Xuan moved the long sword, pointed at the gum and said, "Help me open the passage under the bed!"

The little maid was stunned, and said in disbelief: "You, you actually know that there is an organ under the bed? Who are you?"

Song Xuan didn't speak, but went forward to hold her arm, the two of them lay directly on the bed, and then said: "Turn on the mechanism!"

The little maid bit her lip, but she didn't dare to resist in the end, and she didn't know where she had pulled the mechanism. Suddenly, the two of them fell down on the side of the bed.

(End of this chapter)