As the saying goes, how much true love there is depends on whether the acting skills are good or not. In the real world, Lu Renjia followed those pickpockets whose acting skills were comparable to those of movie stars, which really benefited him a lot. Because Song Qingshu's handsome face triggered the special skill of the 'Artist Mask', Lu Renjia's 'affinity' increased greatly for a while.

At this moment, when Lu Renjia seemed to walk past Zhang Wuji inadvertently, he suddenly stopped.

Zhang Wuji, who was gloomy, also stood up when he saw Song Qingshu stop, and shouted, "Senior brother, morning"

Lu Renjia responded lightly, then frowned, picked up the food on Zhang Wuji's table and looked at it, and said in a cold voice, "Hmph! Can't my Wudang faction be poor enough to open the pot? Or did the disciples in the room fill their pockets with silver? ”

The hat was buttoned down, and the disciples in the room immediately panicked.

The stunned Zhang Wuji hurriedly spoke, "It's okay senior brother"

"What do you mean it's okay? Your fifth uncle's only son, Wudang Seven Heroes, is like a sibling, and I didn't see it on weekdays, but I didn't see it, so how could I pretend to be deaf and dumb when I bumped into it today? Lu Renjia's affectionate snatching of white, not only Zhang Wuji couldn't adapt for a while, but even those Wudang disciples who secretly tricked Zhang Wuji were stunned.

Without waiting for Zhang Wuji to speak, Lu Renjia pointed at the Wudang disciple who was distributing meals and said coldly: "These great supplements, Senior Brother Wuji's body is weak, and he can't afford it, since this meal is yours, then you can enjoy it."

"I... It's not a senior brother..."

"What is not! Swallow and vomit and eat it, or I will punish you to guard the thatched house! Lu Renjia shouted coldly.

Seeing that Song Qingshu, who has always been lukewarm to himself, actually stood up for himself today, Zhang Wuji felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and the misfortune of his childhood created a stubborn character. In the past eight years, every day has relied on Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts bull, to instill internal force every night to resist the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm, and the torment of these eight years has not only not wiped out Zhang Wuji's hope of revenge, but under the torture of thousands of tempers, Zhang Wuji has become more adept at hiding himself.

"Forget it, senior brother, it's okay, I believe that this junior brother is also unintentional, Senior Brother Song will spare him this time," Zhang Wuji said.

"Humph! Since Senior Brother Wuji intercedes for you, I don't want Senior Brother Wuji to suffer from cold poison for the second time in today's matter, and if something goes wrong with him every day to make up for his body, it will not be as simple as guarding the thatched house! Lu Renjia gave orders, which made those disciples who were tricky with Zhang Wuji on weekdays at a loss. But it can be seen that Zhang Wuji will never be able to wear small shoes in the future.

In Zhang Wuji's touched gaze, Lu Renjia turned around and left with a faint smile.

Out of the dining hall, Lu Renjia secretly rejoiced in his heart, "A good start is half the success, send more warmth to Zhang Wuji, I believe that when Zhou Zhiruo goes up the mountain, there should be unexpected gains"

In the following days, Lu Renjia was like a confidant brother, and often sent some warmth to Zhang Wuji, a hard-working baby, such as new cotton clothes and quilts, improved diets, and a lot of communication. Zhang Wuji's impression of Song Qingshu has changed greatly.

As the first disciple of the third generation of the Wudang faction, the responsibility of teaching the martial arts of the fourth generation of disciples naturally falls on Song Qingshu, and Lu Renjia, whose soul occupies the body of Song Qingshu, can naturally see that although the Wudang Seven Heroes are like brothers, all of this is intentional by Song Yuanqiao, the big disciple of the Wudang faction.

After all, for the ancients, the monarch of heaven and earth was a teacher. Song Qingshu, the first apprentice of the third generation, taught martial arts to the fourth generation of disciples, which undoubtedly added a layer of master-apprentice affection, and then Song Qingshu would naturally have a group of teams.

Lu Renjia, who was standing with his hands in his hands, looked at the hundreds of disciples of the four generations on the martial arts stage performing the Wudang entry swordsmanship in a uniform manner, and he was full of emotion in his heart, "It seems that Song Yuanqiao, this cheap dad is good to me, this is the rhythm of cultivating the next generation of leaders."

Seeing Zhang Wuji, who was sitting under the pine tree in the distance, peeking at those fourth-generation disciples performing martial arts, Lu Renjia actually felt a trace of pity in his heart, "Damn it!" Lao Tzu is a qualified person for the 'evil god system'! Temperance and the like should be thrown in the toilet and flushed, no, the period of a year is getting closer and closer, and the dead Taoist friends are not dead, but you have Zhang Sanfeng to instill internal strength to continue your life, Lao Tzu will not die within a year, Cheng Kun, Xuan Ming and the two elders! It's me Lu Renjia," he quickly dispelled the cheap sympathy in his mind, put on a smiling face, and beckoned to Zhang Wuji, who was hiding in the distance and peeking at him.

was discovered by Song Qingshu that he was peeking, Zhang Wuji was shocked at first, because of the Xuanming Divine Palm in his body, Master Zhang Sanfeng deliberately instructed him not to practice martial arts, but seeing the faint smile on Song Qingshu's face, Zhang Wuji still walked over with a hard head.

"Senior Brother Song, I didn't mean to peek"

Waving his hand, Lu Renjia smiled and said, "You are also a disciple of Wudang, although Master Tai has told you that you can't practice martial arts, but look at it, there should be nothing wrong, I don't say it, you don't say it, Master Tai shouldn't know, right?" ”

"Thank you, brother"

"Hey, thank you? Among Wudang, only you and I are the sons of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and the fifth uncle was unfortunately killed by me, who was a senior brother, how can I see you suffering? ”

Poked to the sad place, Zhang Wuji's face was gloomy, and Lu Renjia, who had seen everything, continued: "Back then, those five major factions came for your father-in-law on the surface, but in fact, how many people died at the hands of your father-in-law, everyone knows that those guys who rob men and prostitutes just want to covet the dragon slaying sword!" Hum! I can't get used to the extermination master of the Emei faction the most, and he actually beat my father to a serious injury with the Yitian Sword! Sooner or later, I will avenge this vengeance! ”

"There is also the second elder of Huashan, it is said that they accept apprentices to collect beautiful women, and I don't know whether to accept apprentices or concubines!"

"The two of the Kunlun faction are not good things, I heard that the head of the He family is lustful, but he is very afraid of his wife, Ban Shuxian, once he finds out that he is out to steal, this tigress will kill the door, I heard that this Ban Shuxian has killed nine hundred and eighty one junior in succession, so he has the name of 'Destroying Flowers and Yaksha'!"

"The most strange thing is that the five old guys of the Kongtong faction, I heard that they even go to the thatched house together regardless of whether they eat or sleep, and for many years, the Kongtong faction has only accepted male disciples... It seems that the most serious of their seven injuries is estimated to be Chrysanthemum"

"Shaolin, not to mention pretending to be a dog, in fact, it is so rich that the land is twice as large as our Wudang faction, those bald donkeys still say what mercy is for the sake of the locust plague in the past few years, and those bald donkeys donate money and release food"

Zhang Wuji silently listened to Song Qingshu count the five major sects of the Central Plains one by one, and he actually felt a sense of sympathy.

"Senior brother, these can't all be true, right?" Zhang Wuji asked weakly.

"Is that still fake? Besides, you can also see how to exterminate the old nun and how to be arrogant, I can still lie to you" Lu Renjia swore and promised.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's companion Dao Tong Qingfeng came to summon Zhang Wuji.

Seeing this, Lu Renjia opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Go quickly, don't let Master Tai wait, if you want to watch them perform martial arts tomorrow, come over directly, just don't sneak around anymore."

Seeing Zhang Wuji nodding and leaving, Lu Renjia secretly said in his heart: "The enemy of the enemy is a friend, I am so heart-wrenching, I believe that the next plan should go smoothly, right?" ”

Time is like flowing water, Lu Renjia has been on Wudang Mountain for a month, in this month, in addition to waiting for Zhou Zhiruo to come to the Wudang faction to retrieve the Yitian Sword according to the seven-year contract, the rest of the time is to specialize in the martial arts of the Wudang faction.

Although Feng Xifan's "Liuhe Divine Skill" can be regarded as a top martial art in the world of "The Legend of Deer and Ding", and Feng Xifan's cultivation can also rank in the top three, it is not worth mentioning compared to the Wudang faction with a long history. Not to mention that now the Wudang faction has Zhang Sanfeng, the Taishan Beidou, in charge, which is really the heyday of the Wudang faction.

As the only son of Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu's martial arts are among the best among his peers, after all, in the martial arts, it is useless to rely on fame alone, only big fists are the last word. "Wudang Mianzhang", "Wudang Tiyun Vertical", "Wudang Finger Twisting Soft Swordsmanship", nineteen-year-old Song Qingshu can be said to have practiced well, quite hot. If it weren't for Zhang Wuji's two top martial arts classics in one fell swoop, "Jiuyang Divine Skill" and "The Great Shift of Qiankun", under the halo of the protagonist who defended the sky, it would not be easy for Zhang Wuji to surpass Song Qingshu.

After more than a month of waiting, he finally waited for the news that Lu Renjia wanted, and Emei sent Zhou Zhiruo to Wudang on the orders of his master to welcome back Yitian Sword according to the seven-year covenant.

"Zhou Zhiruo? Alas, whether it is the movie version or Jin Dada's pen, Song Qingshu will be fascinated by you, fortunately, brother is not Song Qingshu" After thinking about it, Lu Renjia got up and went out and walked towards the back mountain.

On the edge of the desolate back mountain cliff, there is a simple grass house, no one would have thought that this simple grass house is the residence of Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren of Wulin Taishan Beidou.

The melodious flute echoes on the edge of the cliff, as the so-called hearing its sound and listening to its heart, the sound of the flute reveals a faint sadness, as if the attachment to relatives and the accusation of this cold world.

"Senior Brother Wuji, are you thinking about your father and mother again?"

The abrupt voice interrupted Zhang Wuji's flute, and when he looked back at Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji showed a kind smile on his face, for more than a month, since Song Qingshu stood up for himself in the dining hall, Zhang Wuji seemed to be full of gratitude to the senior brother in front of him.

"Senior Brother Song, why are you here?"

Lu Renjia shrugged his shoulders, "The extermination old nun of the Emei faction has sent someone to fetch the Heavenly Sword, and it is estimated that it will arrive in my Wudang in the next few days, so I will go up the mountain and report to Master Tai."

Hearing that Song Qingshu still called the extermination master Tai, the head of Emei, the old nun, Zhang Wuji smiled with relief and said secretly: "It seems that the senior brother still remembers the matter of injuring the master uncle back then, alas, with the talent of the senior brother, maybe he will really be able to find extinction revenge in the future, but I have no hope."