Wudang Mountain Sanqing Palace

Lao Zhang paced back and forth, with a smile on his face.

Song Yuanqiao first talked about Zhang Wuji's situation, and then Zhang Yange killed the six great Kou alone.

"This is a daring man." Lao Zhang said with a smile.

Wuji's injury is stable, how can he make him unhappy if he has done such a big thing again.

"Eighth brother, this time it's really giving us Wudang a face." Yu Er's serious face also showed a smile.

"Senior brother, I still want to see the letter of the seventh brother again." Yu Daiyan said. Zhang Yange was not on the mountain during this time, and he always felt that something was missing.

Yin Liting took the letter and put it in front of Yu Daiyan.

"People say that I have a good brain, and compared with the eighth brother, I am still a little worse." Zhang Songxi said with a smile.

If it weren't for being in the Sanqing Palace, Song Qingshu really wanted to jump up and shout twice. Even if he didn't jump, he shook his fist excitedly.

"What are you tossing around! Look at your little uncle, who is only three or four years older than you, has already made such a name for Wudang. Look at you again! Song Yuanqiao said.

"Big brother, Qingshu has grown a lot during this time." Yin Liting said with a smile.

"Indeed, Qingshu's martial arts have made a lot of progress." Yu Er also said.

Yu Er said that the progress is not small, that is really a lot of progress.

"Qingshu has a good relationship with his little uncle, which is a good thing! The three generations of disciples are good. Lao Zhang also spoke.

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao also had a smile on his face.

However, he still felt that Song Qingshu was a little doted on by his mother, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

When everyone left the Sanqing Palace, Song Qingshu was surrounded by a group of three generations of disciples.

In the past, these three generations of disciples had an average relationship with Song Qingshu, and they always felt that because of Song Yuanqiao, he always acted a little above the top.

But since Zhang Yange came, he has been very good to these three generations of disciples. There is something they don't understand in martial arts, as long as they open their mouths, Zhang Yange will explain to them impatiently.

If there are any troubles in life, I will help solve them.

Song Qingshu has always regarded Zhang Yange as his role model, so he also began to get close to these three generations of disciples.

These three generations of disciples have also begun to be willing to contact him.

"Senior Brother Qingshu, tell us about the killing of the six great Kou by the junior uncle."

"yes, we've only heard about it."

"Senior Brother Qingshu!"

"Good! I'll tell you about it. Song Qingshu said proudly.

"Let's start with a wedding reception... In the end, Uncle Xiao took the three men to the grave, made them apologize, and then killed them. "Song Qingshu spoke very wonderfully.

The three generations of disciples all said adoringly, "Uncle Xiao is so handsome!" ”

"I want to study art hard, and I can't embarrass Wudang or Uncle Xiaoshi."

"Hmmm! It's about to be examined. You have to work hard, don't give us Wudang, Uncle Xiao is embarrassed. Song Qingshu said to them.

On the second day, Yu Lianzhou found that the disciples had different spirits and spirits when they practiced martial arts. In the past, you needed to supervise yourself, but today you don't need it at all.

He glanced at Song Qingshu, the most serious.

Probably guessed what the reason was.

Little junior brother, little junior brother!

It's really powerful that you can still influence these disciples when you're not in Wudang.

A smile appeared on Yu Er's face.

This was the first time he had laughed in front of three generations of disciples.

Zhang Yange and Mo Shenggu arrived in Wudang three days later, and at Zhang Yange's suggestion, they brought a lot of gifts to everyone.

As soon as they went up the mountain, they were pulled by Song Yuanqiao to see Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang, who was originally in retreat, told Song Yuanqiao that if Xiao Zhang came back, he would tell him, and it could be seen that Lao Zhang really missed him.

"Master." Zhang Yange and Mo Qi saluted together.

"Sound Valley has been fortunate along the way." Lao Zhang said with a smile, "You are really too bold, you dare to go to the trouble of those six cowards alone." ”

"I didn't learn this from you, back then, when you killed a hundred and ten thieves by yourself, it was like drinking water.

As your apprentice, what are the six people afraid of. Zhang Yange said with a smile.

Lao Zhang was amused and laughed.

Song Qingshu: Uncle Xiao is really full of guts!

The six heroes glanced at each other, not to mention them, even Zhang Cuishan, who was the master's favorite in the past, did not dare to talk to the master like this.

"Yan Ge, the burden on your body is very heavy, don't be impulsive." Lao Zhang smiled, but still admonished.

"Uh-huh." Zhang Yange naturally did not hide it from them.

He explained to everyone that after learning about the strength of the six people in Mid-Levels Town, he felt that he went to break the temple alone.

Song Qingshu: Uncle Xiaoshi, Zhiyong Shuangquan, is really my Wudang model!

"Not bad, not bad." Lao Zhang nodded with satisfaction.

After chatting for a long time, Lao Zhang went to retreat.

Xiao Zhang was ready to go back to rest.

Song Qingshu originally wanted to follow, but Song Yuanqiao reprimanded, "Your little uncle has just returned to the mountain, let him rest and rest, don't bother him today!" ”

Xiao Song looked at Zhang Yange aggrievedly.

Zhang Yange took out the gifts for several senior brothers from the package, and finally took out a long sword.

Song Qingshu looked at the long sword excitedly.

Before going down the mountain, Zhang Yange asked him what he wanted, and he said that he wanted a good sword.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Yange handed it to Song Qingshu and asked.

"Like! Like! Song Qingshu took it excitedly, the long sword out of the sheath is indeed a good sword.

Back in his small courtyard, Zhang Yange ran Wujigong for a week, and then felt exhausted.

After beating Wudang Changquan and Mianzhang again, he fell asleep.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wudang's in-door assessment began.

This is the rule that Yu Er took the initiative to propose.

Every autumn, Wudang will let three generations of disciples conduct an assessment, and if they can't meet the requirements, they can only go to work with the fire workers.

This made the disciples feel pressured, and they practiced martial arts a lot more seriously on weekdays.

Lao Zhang's retreat will naturally not appear, but the Wudang Seven Heroes will attend, and when they see a disciple with good talent, they will make an exception to harvest their own disciples.

This is how Gu Xuzi was harvested as a disciple by Yu Daiyan.

Seeing that the time was up, Song Yuanqiao encouraged the disciples and then let them start drilling.

Song Qingshu took the sword given to him by Zhang Yange and was the first to take the stage.

Wudang long fist and Wudang swordsmanship, he played well.

Yu Er nodded with satisfaction, Song Yuanqiao was happy in his heart, but he didn't want to show it on his face.

In the end, Yu Er encouraged Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Yange.

He wants to be recognized by Zhang Yange the most.

"Not bad." Zhang Yange said.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu showed a smile on his face.

After Gu Xuzi was in Song Qingshu, in addition to practicing martial arts every day, he also had to take care of Yu Daiyan's daily life.

But he has never put down his martial arts, except for some rustiness in swordsmanship, he is really impeccable in other aspects.

Yu Lianzhou was naturally not polite and told him all the problems in swordsmanship.

Gu Xuzi saluted gratefully, and then stepped back.