Chapter 1 I'm Song Qingshu, and I don't want to be a licking dog
The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.
After a spring rain, Yandang Mountain, which has been silent for a whole winter, is full of vitality and greenery.
Song Xuan grabbed the sword flower, shook off the blood stains on the long sword in his hand, and then the long sword was returned to the sheath and hung on his waist.
Behind it, is a small cottage, if you look closely, you can vaguely see that in the village, there are corpses lying horizontally and vertically.
At a cursory glance, there are no less than hundreds.
Looking at the gradually clearing sky, Song Xuan exhaled lightly.
This is the second year since he crossed over to the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer and became Song Qingshu of the Wudang Sect.
It is also the tenth mountain bandit nest that he has destroyed in the past two years.
Killing, killing is a little numb.
Rubbing his forehead, his consciousness focused on his mind, and then, a bronze mirror that looked a little worn out appeared in his sea of consciousness.
This bronze mirror was obtained by accident in his previous life, and after crossing over, the bronze mirror also followed.
There is no doubt that the reason why I can cross is definitely related to this bronze mirror.
As he concentrated his consciousness, the bronze mirror in his mind trembled slightly, and a faint light flickered, and then, lines of handwriting appeared on the mirror.
Name: Song Xuan (Song Qingshu)
Age: 20 years old
Cultivation is: The eighth level of the acquired realm
Root Bone: Kendo Wizard
Martial arts: Cutting the Sky and Drawing Swordsmanship (Self-created Martial Arts), Wudang Swordsmanship, Wudang Mianzhang, Shaking the Sky Iron Palm, Wudang Jiuyang Gong, Wudang Basic Light Gong......
Friendly reminder 1: As a kendo wizard, the host kills, and swordsmanship is more compatible.
Friendly tip 2: The rivers and lakes are dangerous, life and death are impermanent, sometimes a little bit can live longer.
Friendly reminder 3: The host has completed the task of exterminating the top ten bandits, and has obtained a chance to improve the exercises, please use it with caution.
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After reading the information in the mirror, Song Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, without the slightest hesitation, he directly used the opportunity to improve the exercises on Wudang Jiuyang Gong.
Then, on the mirror, a line of handwriting appeared again.
"Wudang Jiuyang Gong deduction is improving...... At the end of the deduction, congratulations to the host for obtaining the exercise "Jiuyang Divine Skill"! ”
The next moment, Song Qingshu instantly felt that a mysterious technique appeared in his mind, and at the same time, the internal force of Wudang Jiuyang in his dantian began to become hot.
Streams of heat continued to swim in his body, and the refreshing feeling made him subconsciously snort, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to operate the Jiuyang Divine Skill after it had been perfected, and he cultivated like that.
It wasn't until the sky was dark that he got up, feeling the Jiuyang internal force in his body, which was more than twice as powerful as before, and nodded with satisfaction.
The full version of Jiuyang Divine Skill is really good!
When he crossed over to become Song Qingshu's licking dog, he refused at first, and even rejected it.
Song Qingshu is a proper tragic character in the plot of Heaven and Dragon Slayer.
is obviously from a famous and decent Wudang family, and he is also the most outstanding disciple of the third generation of the Wudang faction, and the future head of the third generation.
As a result, the king of one hand was fried, and he was stunned by that kid.
The heir to the head of the Wudang faction is inappropriate, so he has to lick Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction as a dog.
The point is, I haven't licked it yet.
The saying that licking a dog can't die well, in him, can be regarded as a complete fulfillment.
Fortunately, when he crossed over, Song Qingshu was only eighteen years old, and he had not been to Mount Emei, nor had he met Zhou Zhiruo.
Therefore, at this moment, he is still the senior brother of the third-generation disciples of the Wudang Sect, and his future is bright.
Putting aside the attribute of licking dogs, Song Qingshu's identity as a senior brother of Wudang is still very good.
Don't talk about martial arts cultivation first,
The point is, it's handsome!
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is handsome, this is what Song Xuan is most satisfied with.
Of course, it was also a headache for him.
No way, in the past two years, I left Wudang Mountain, traveled abroad, acted chivalrous and righteous, every time I saved people from fire and water, there would always be some young girls, holding his arm, saying that the grace of saving lives could not be repaid, and I wanted to make a promise and other strange words.
Of course, Song Xuan naturally refused.
A group of ordinary people who are just greedy for his body dare to harm my Dao heart?
He is a kendo wizard personally certified by the mysterious bronze mirror, a woman or something, it will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword!
The task of exterminating the top ten bandit villages was completed, Wudang Jiuyang Gong was perfected into Jiuyang Divine Skill, and Song Xuan, whose strength had been significantly improved, only felt comfortable and in a very happy mood.
Dressed in a green shirt and with a long sword hanging from his waist, Song Dagongzi hummed a song and walked towards the foot of the mountain without hurrying or slow.
Until, when he came to the foot of the mountain, the smile on his face instantly froze.
"Your sister, where's my horse?"
"Lao Tzu is such a big war horse, stay at the foot of the mountain, I will go up the mountain to suppress a bandit, and I will be taken away?"
"The world is chaotic, and people's hearts are not ancient!"
Just as he sighed, suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance, and then, a tall red horse came into his field of vision.
Hey, this horse is his lost mount!
It's just that at this moment, on horseback, there is a strange woman.
This woman was dressed in green clothes, seventeen or eighteen years old, beautiful and elegant, with a light spirit.
From a distance, there is a kind of charm coming out of the bones. It seems to condense the bell spirit of the Han water, the beauty of Emei, the dust is like a fairy, and the beauty is like a heavenly man.
Even if Song Dagongzi has traveled south and north in the past two years and is used to seeing all kinds of beauties in ancient costumes, he has to admit that this girl is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.
The woman on horseback seemed to be being chased, looking back from time to time, and when she found Song Xuan standing in the middle of the road, the galloping horse was less than three feet away from him.
At this distance, even if the reins are pulled, it is difficult to make the galloping war horse stop immediately.
"Get out of the way!"
The woman's pleasant but anxious voice sounded, one hand pulling the reins, and the other hand subconsciously wanted to cover her eyes, not wanting to see the next tragedy.
However, the impact sound she expected did not sound, and when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a slender and powerful palm, pressed on the head of the war horse.
On the ground, you can see that there is a friction mark that is more than a foot long,
And that man, with only one hand, actually made the galloping war horse be blocked by force!
This person, isn't he a monster? This strength is too terrifying, isn't it?
Looking at the woman sitting on horseback a little confused, Song Xuan frowned a little displeased.
"You stole my son's horse, why did you turn back and turn back, could it be that you want to kill people and kill people?"
As he spoke, his right hand, for some time, was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
But if this woman dares to have a nonsense,
Then, the spicy hand destroys the flowers, and the sister preaches the Tao, just today!