After a while, Gu Qinghe stopped chanting, asked Song Qingshu knowingly, and said with a smile: "I don't know which hero of the Wudang faction worships the young man?" ”

Song Qingshu, who was watching his subordinates pack the captives, was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he hadn't told his origin yet, and said: "In Song Qingshu, Tian is the third-generation chief disciple of the Wudang faction, and his father is the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes. ”

After speaking, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, looking at Gu Qinghe very calmly, and the pride in it was self-evident.

Song Qingshu's smug smile made Gu Qinghe very disgusted, just now Song Qingshu slyly snatched his own credit, and Gu Qinghe was even more angry.

So, Gu Qinghe pretended to be innocent and wooden a few years ago, and whispered in surprise: "The head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang? ”

"Wudang was created by Zhang Junbao from my Shaolin Temple, could it be that Zhang Junbao is the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes? And Song Shaoxia is with your mother's surname? ”

Gu Qinghe's small voice could only be heard by Song Qingshu alone, how could such an obvious bastard Gu Qinghe spread out? He just wanted to provoke Song Qingshu with this, he didn't want to slander the reputation of the other people in the Wudang Sect in a bright place.

Sure enough, Song Qingshu, who had just heard this, pulled out his sword and said angrily: "Little bald donkey, you are looking for death!" ”

After speaking, Song Qingshu stabbed at Gu Qinghe with his sword.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe smiled slightly, and said in his heart: I can finally teach you a lesson.

But Gu Qinghe's appearance on the outside is like this: he first folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and showed a sad face, and only after avoiding Song Qingshu's swing and slash did he say: "Amitabha." ”

After speaking, Gu Qinghe parted his folded hands, moved his left hand lightly, and grabbed Song Qingshu's sword in an instant.

Then, Gu Qinghe gently turned his left hand holding the sword, and Song Qingshu's sword was easily broken by Gu Qinghe.

Just when the sword was broken, Song Qingshu stared at Gu Qinghe with hatred, Gu Qinghe's empty right hand used the Rulai Thousand Leaves Palm, touching Song Qingshu's face back and forth.

After more than 20 palms, Song Qingshu's swollen face no longer has the handsome appearance of "jade-faced Meng Wei".

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said in a slightly loud voice: "Song Shaoxia, the poisonous monk under the Demon Sect in your body has been cleared for you, so you don't have to thank me." ”

While speaking, Gu Qinghe also secretly oppressed Song Qingshu with the Nine Shades True Qi, which not only made Song Qingshu maintain the appearance as if he was going to salute, but also made Song Qingshu so oppressed that he couldn't speak.

When Song Qingshu drew his sword against Gu Qinghe, the disciples of the Wudang faction who were tying up the captured Ming Sect were about to suffer, and after a few rough ties, they ran over to see the situation.

And as soon as they ran closer, the battle had stopped, and they also happened to hear Gu Qinghe's words and saw Song Qingshu's slightly trembling back.

Of course, they all subconsciously thought that this was the scene where Gu Qinghe, who had high internal strength, stopped Song Qingshu from saluting, and as for the matter of Song Qingshu drawing his sword that attracted them over, he had already been temporarily forgotten by Gu Qinghe's foolish words when they ran over.

So, one of the two people who could stand under Gu Qinghe's Buddha name of "Nan Wu Amitabha" gave Gu Qinghe a slightly respectful salute and said, "Thank you Master Huixin for driving away the poison for Senior Brother Song." ”

Then, the other Wudang sect disciples also followed the example of this speaking Wudang disciple, and after saluting, they said, "Thank you Little Master Huixin for driving away the poison for Senior Brother Song." ”

Then, the smile on Gu Qinghe's face became even bigger, but Song Qingshu, who was not far away from him, was even redder, his eyes were about to pop out, and his body trembled even more.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe also felt that it was almost over, so he said to the Wudang disciples who were standing there and had not yet stepped forward: "Song Shaoxia has just detoxified, and his emotions may be very intense, you have to take good care of him." ”

After speaking, Gu Qinghe waved his sleeves, and Song Qingshu beside him flew towards the Wudang faction.

And after Gu Qinghe also made this move, he left here at a flying speed.

Not long after Gu Qinghe left, a heart-rending roar came from the place where the disciples of the Wudang Sect gathered: "Huixin! You damn little bald ass! Song will never let you go! ”

Although Gu Qinghe left quickly, Song Qingshu's angry shouts spread faster, and they reached the ears of Gu Qinghe who was traveling quickly.

Hearing the sound, Gu Qinghe stopped, looked back in the direction he came, and said suspiciously: "Why is this Song Qingshu so unwise, and he dares to use internal force to shake this sentence for hundreds of miles?" Did he deliberately let me hear it, did you really think I wouldn't dare to kill him? ”

After speaking, Gu Qinghe sighed and said: "Alas, originally I just wanted to teach you, the white-eyed wolf in the original book, and by the way, I will vent for myself, but if you have to scold me and find death, I will send you to see the Buddha." ”

As soon as Song Qingshu's angry shout came out, the two Taoist priests with deep internal strength glanced at each other, and smiled at the little Taoist priests around him: "Okay, when Little Master Huixin left, he said that Senior Brother Song's emotions may be very intense, I think Senior Brother Song's brain is still affected by the toxin and is not sober, so he will say such nonsense, you better go and tie up our captives first." ”

When this Taoist priest spoke, another Taoist priest who looked at him gently pinched Song Qingshu's body, signaling Song Qingshu to maintain his elegant image in Wudang.

A lot of the anger in his heart was shouted out by the loud shout, and he was prompted by the Taoist priest next to him, Song Qingshu had no choice but to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, shook his head and pretended to regain consciousness before he said, "Huh? Why am I here, am I not talking to Little Master Huixin? ”

As soon as Song Qingshu said this, the simple little Taoist priests who were easily deceived by Song Qingshu said the situation just now, and the little Taoist priests who were not deceived also added word by word with sharp eyes, after all, no one wanted to offend Song Qingshu, the future head of the Wudang faction.

As soon as the little Taoist priests finished speaking, they were sent to tie up the captives, and Gu Qinghe also returned here at this time.

However, Gu Qinghe didn't immediately kill Song Qingshu, just because he found that another group of people came a hundred meters away from him.

This group of people is composed of two forces, all men are wearing the same clothes as Song Qingshu, they are disciples of the Wudang faction; On the other hand, the number of female disciples is several times that of male disciples, and the first person is a bald nun wearing a monk's hat, and she is the head of the Emei faction - the extermination master of the upper and lower extinctions.