Liver experience from Wudang school

Chapter 60 Master Uncle【For further reading】

"Little Master Uncle!"

Song Qingshu, who was standing at the door, saw Li Mu coming, and immediately came forward and bowed politely to him, saying: "My nephew, Song Qingshu, ordered by my father and several uncles, to bring some gifts to my junior uncle."

Song Qingshu was dressed as a scholar in a blue Confucian shirt, with delicate features, and a three-pointed air in his handsomeness.

I have to say that Song Qingshu's appearance is still very good.

"Gift?"

Li Mu looked at the polite Song Qingshu in front of him, then glanced at the things placed in front of his room door, then nodded with a smile and said, "Please trouble Nephew Qingshu."

"No matter what the little uncle said, this is what the younger generation should do."

Song Qing wrote with a smile, looked at Li Mu and said, "I heard that Grand Master has accepted a new apprentice, so naturally I, as a disciple, will come to pay a visit, and Qing Shu also has something to ask my junior uncle for advice."

But when he called Li Mu, he deliberately emphasized the word "small", and although he was smiling, he looked at Li Mu with a hint of dissatisfaction.

For a long time, Song Qingshu's status in Tianzhu Peak and even in the whole Wudang School has been special. He is the only son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the "Seven Heroes of Wudang".

This status gave him a detached position in the entire Wudang sect, even if the heads of other peaks saw him, they would all be amiable.

But since yesterday, a boy named Zhang Wuji stole all the attention of his father and several uncles as soon as he went up the mountain, and was taught by them in turn.

Forget it, after all, Zhang Wuji's life experience can be described as tragic compared to him who grew up in the Wudang sect, and Zhang Wuji's identity is just a younger brother to him.

But the appearance of Li Mu really made Song Qingshu very dissatisfied!
He was obviously just an ordinary official disciple a few months ago, and it was said that it took him several years to get promoted.

Such a person suddenly became his elder, just because he sacrificed himself to block Zhang Wuji's palm?
That's right, that's what Song Qingshu thinks. He thinks that Li Mu won the favor of Grand Master because he blocked Zhang Wuji's slap, and he may even use this incident to repay Grand Master, so that Grand Master accepts him as a disciple.

This kind of thinking made Song Qingshu very upset, so he took the initiative to snatch the work of delivering things to Li Mu from Zhang Wuji, and prepared to give this new 'little uncle' a blow!

"Oh, what's the matter with Nephew Song?"

Li Mu didn't know what was going on in Song Qingshu's mind, but when the other party looked at him, he didn't hide the unconvinced look in his eyes, and it was hard to ignore it.

Song Qingshu heard the words, cupped his hands politely and said: "My nephew heard that my uncle is studying "Wudang Liangyi Swordsmanship". It just so happened that my nephew also practiced this set of swordsmanship recently, so I wanted to ask my uncle for advice."

Song Qingshu did not lie, he likes swordsmanship very much, basically he has practiced all the swordsmanship on Tianzhu Peak, and he has even dabbled in swordsmanship of other peaks.

"Ask for sword skills? Of course!"

Hearing this, Li Mu stared at him for a while, then nodded with a smile, and said, "However, Nephew Song.

Although I am an elder, Uncle Master, after all, I have just started, and I may not be better than Nephew Song in terms of martial arts and swordsmanship.

So when you are sparring, you have to be merciful! "

"Don't worry, little uncle."

Seeing that Li Mu agreed to compete with him, Song Qingshu immediately showed a happy expression on his face, and then assured him: "Qingshu will be careful not to hurt you, uncle."

Because Song Qingshu had already inquired about it, it took Li Mu only a few months to condense his inner strength, and the same goes for his swordsmanship. Song Qingshu practiced martial arts at the age of eight, spent two years of hard work, and then he had already condensed his inner strength at the age of ten.

Now Song Qingshu is 16 years old, and he has cultivated internal energy for eight years. If it wasn't because his father and several uncles always told him to pay attention to accumulation, he would have been able to gather energy into Qi and achieve the realm of true energy. Therefore, in terms of internal energy, he is confident that he can crush Li Mu.

As for "Wudang Liangyi Swordsmanship", although Song Qingshu didn't practice it often, he was still better than a rookie who had only practiced for a few months, so he spoke with full confidence.

"That way I'm relieved."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Li Mu showed a reassuring expression on his face, and then said: "By the way, if I accidentally hurt my nephew, please don't be angry.

After all, Master Uncle, I have only practiced swords for a short time, so I may not be able to grasp the strength when fighting. "

"Don't worry, little uncle!"

Perhaps because he was afraid that Li Mu would regret it, Song Qingshu immediately assured him: "If you hurt me, it is purely because my nephew is not good at learning, and I will definitely not blame you!"

"That's good."

Only then did Li Mu pick up his saber in satisfaction, and said, "Then let's start."

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing this, Song Qingshu also drew out his saber, and after reminding Li Mu intimately, he attacked with the sword.

Song Qingshu used the fast sword style among the fast and slow sword styles in "Wudang Liangyi Swordsmanship". When the sword stabs out, the sound is like a thunderbolt, and the sword's edge is like a cold light piercing straight towards Li Mu's shoulder.

Song Qingshu's sword is very fast.

But in Li Mu's eyes, it was like a turtle crawling.

Li Mu just turned his body slightly, and easily dodged Song Qingshu's sword, and then swung the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword accurately slapped Song Qingshu's wrist, and let go of the long sword in his hand.

"This...how could it be?!~"

Song Qingshu looked at his empty right hand with disbelief on his face, if it wasn't for the burning pain from his wrist reminding him, he would have thought he was hallucinating.

"It turns out...my swordsmanship seems to be quite powerful."

Li Mu looked at Song Qingshu with an unbelievable expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Don't you think so, Nephew Song?!"

"No, it's fake, it was just a coincidence just now...you're cheating!"

When Song Qingshu heard Li Mu's words, he felt a hotter feeling on his face than on his wrist. The huge sense of shame made him almost lose his mind, and he slapped Li Mu directly.

The whistling palm wind came towards him, but Li Mu didn't change his expression, he just gently raised his left hand to meet him.

Bang! ~
There was a muffled sound as the palms clashed, and then Song Qingshu's figure flew upside down with a startled expression on his face.

Li Mu also looked at his palm in surprise, only then did he realize that after his inner strength was upgraded, it seemed to be much stronger than before, even stronger than he imagined.

"This is impossible!"

Song Qingshu roared, and wanted to get up from the ground angrily, but was firmly pressed to the ground by the sudden palm.

"Nephew Song, it seems that my martial arts are slightly better than yours!"

Li Mu squatted halfway, pressed one hand on Song Qingshu's chest, looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "Also, uncle, I may indeed be a little younger than you.

But in fact, I really don't like the 'little' word you add before addressing me.

So, if you call Shi Shu in the future, you should call Shi Shu properly, and don't add the word "small" in the future, is that okay? "

(End of this chapter)