"Father, third uncle, sixth uncle......"

"Grandfather, uncle......"

Song Qingshu saluted respectfully to everyone, with a confident smile on his face.

"Okay, okay."

“……”

Everyone greeted each other and rode towards the town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain.

Laughter along the way.

"Song Shaoxia."

"Song Shaoxia."

"Song Shaoxia."

“……”

Many people in the town saw Song Qingshu and greeted him again and again.

Most people have already rushed to Shaolin, and they want to see Song Qingshu's strength.

In the past four years, Song Qingshu has visited various major factions everywhere and has a good reputation.

In addition to the previous killing of Wu Lie in Hongmei Villa, no one questioned Song Qingshu's current strength.

Now Song Qingshu's challenge to Shaolin has become a major martial arts event.

Wudang, Shaolin are all martial arts masters, Wudang descendants visit Shaolin, this is a rare dragon fight.

Now there are only seven days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people who are ready to see the excitement are coming.

Inside the inn.

Although everyone in Wudang knew that Song Qingshu's trip was difficult, everyone did not show anything.

They all know that Song Qingshu must pass this level.

When it gets dark.

Song Qingshu returned to his room to rest, he was going to Shaolin in seven days, and he needed to prepare well.

The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is very strong.

When I was in Shaolin, the third uncle, the sixth uncle and uncle Yin Yewang plus the owner of the Aquila Church, and their own unexpected acupoints were broken.

And now...... He was the only one.

Although it is said that it is just a breakthrough, not a break, it is not easy.

The other side.

The people of Wudang gathered together, compared to the laughter and laughter during the day, they looked sad at this time.

Yu Lianzhou drank the stuffy wine without saying a word.

He knew the master's plan from the time he went to Wudang.

Song Qingshu's challenges in the past four years have always been in his eyes, although he has mentioned a lot, but Song Qingshu has not changed much.

He knew early on that his master's guess was right.

Song Qingshu's starting point is too high, there will be too many, and if he goes too smoothly, something will happen.

"Second brother." Zhang Songxi looked at Yu Lianzhou and asked with some concern.

"What do you think ......?"

Yu Lianzhou drank wine without raising his head.

"You know better than me, you've tried the Eighteen Arhat Formation."

"Qingshu's strength is very strong, but he can't break through the Eighteen Arhat Formation, and he can't break through."

Although Yu Daiyan was mentally prepared, he was still worried when he heard Yu Lianzhou say this.

"Second brother, is it possible?"

Yu Lianzhou didn't say anything, and Song Yuanqiao on the side spoke: "It's difficult." ”

"The strength of the eighteen Arhats is not bad, and it is added to the eighteen to one and the formation."

"It's hard to get through."

Mo Shenggu opened his mouth and said, "Qingshu killed Wu Lie!" ”

"Tricks!" Yu Lianzhou's deep voice sounded.

"The Nine Yin True Sutra is the method of unwinding."

"Whether it's the method of unloading qi or the healing chapter, it is useful to fight alone, but it is difficult to face many people."

"Qingshu has no respite at all, it's useless."

"Shaolin is not stupid, they know very well what Song Qingshu has challenged over the years."

"The method of unloading the qi, the healing chapter recovery, they all know."

"When Qingshu's is breaking into the formation, the limit is easy to try."

"Whether it's unloading or healing, once Shaolin knows where the limit is, they just need to drag it."

"Qingshu will be defeated."

Everyone is smart, and of course they know that there is a limit to everything.

How much can Song Qingshu recover, once the recovery can't keep up with the consumption, it will be sooner or later if he loses.

The same is true for the method of unwinding, this ability is very special, but there is an upper limit, once the upper limit is exceeded, Song Qingshu will not dare to hit it hard.

"Second brother, will Qingshu admit defeat?" Yu Daiyan's extremely worried voice sounded.

Yu Lianzhou shook his head slightly and didn't say much.

Admit defeat?

No way.

Song Qingshu has changed a lot over the years, and he already has his own momentum.

Even if Song Qingshu is facing the heads of various major sects, he is confident and calm when he raises his hands and feet.

There was silence in the room.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock!!"

"Knock knock!!"

"It's me!" The voice of the white-browed eagle king came from outside the door.

Mo Shenggu quickly walked over and opened the door: "Senior Yin, please." ”

When the white-eyed eagle king saw the faces of the people in Wudang, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

"I checked the challenges of Qingshu over the years."

"There's something I'd like to ask."

The people of Wudang knew that the White Eyebrow Eagle King had guessed, how could the White Eyebrow Eagle King, as a first-class master in the world, not see the problem.

I didn't ask before, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

But now that Song Qingshu has killed Wu Lie, this is not a challenge, but a real kill.

Song Qingshu's strength has entered the first-class.

This kind of strength has to go to Shaolin, and there are too few people who can challenge.

"Senior, please." Song Yuanqiao poured a cup of tea for the white-eyed eagle king.

"Qingshu wants to challenge the Eighteen Arhats."

Hearing this, the white-eyed eagle king's hand that originally held the teacup stopped in the air, and his face changed slightly.

Qingshu challenged the Eighteen Arhats, how did he fight?

Countless thoughts crossed my mind.

With a long sigh, he took a sip of tea.

"Why?"

Song Yuanqiao knew that the White-eyed Eagle King was worried about Song Qingshu, so he didn't hide it and told Wudang's arrangement.

Hearing this, the white-eyed eagle king sat there silent for a long time.

"Got it."

After a long time, the white-eyed eagle king responded, got up and went outside.

"Senior Yin......" Yu Lianzhou got up and looked at the white-eyed Eagle King, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"He has to pass this level."

"It's his way."

The white-eyed eagle king looked at the firmness and helplessness in the eyes of everyone in Wudang, and closed his eyes slightly.

He knew that there was no way for Wudang to make this decision.

Song Qingshu must have a price if he wants to grow, and no one is smooth sailing.

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Okay."

"I don't care."

"Don't worry."

Zhang Songxi was a little worried and said: "Senior Yin, King Yin Ye ......"

"He doesn't know." The white-eyed eagle king gave everyone a reassuring look and left directly.

At night......

After Song Qingshu finished cultivating, he stood outside the window and looked at the direction of Shaolin, unable to sleep for a long time.

Eighteen Arhats!

The last battle.

After that, it was back to Wudang, and then it was the battle of Guangmingding.

Creak......

Song Qingshu pushed open the door and walked out.

His mind was in turmoil.

From the moment Xia Wudang knew that the last stop was the Shaolin Ten Arhats, he was looking forward to it.

I look forward to how far I can grow.

Wudang paved the way for him, he just had to go down.

But when he came to Shaolin now, there was a trace of confusion in his heart.

He has experienced a lot in the past four years, from being a disciple of Wudang to now breaking out completely on his own.

He fantasized countless times that he had the strength to live at ease.

What kind of scene will it be, what kind of scenery it will be.

And now, all this is in front of him, after walking Shaolin, Wudang is no longer restraining him.

His strength is enough to deal with Guangming Ding and deal with the changes in Wudang in the future.

"I don't seem to have a goal left."

Song Qingshu sat on a lawn, looking at the starry sky, this was the first time he felt empty since he came to this world.

Yes, emptiness.

He has the strength, he has the background, he has the reputation, and he gets everything he wants.

At this moment, he thought of Yang Xue, the light in Yang Xue's eyes, that kind of confidence and firmness.

He used to be the same, but his heart was not as big as Yang Xue, Yang Xue was the entire martial arts.

And he's just Wudang.

"Boy, it's pretty idle." A voice rang out not far away.

A figure walked slowly.

"Simon seniors." Song Qingshu was extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Ximen Ouyang to come to Shaolin.

"Surprise." Ximen Ouyang smiled and sat directly next to Song Qingshu.

"What's wrong with the kid?"

"Your eyes are wrong, who are you thinking?"

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "No, no." ”

"The seniors came to me specifically?"

Ximen Ouyang didn't respond, but lay directly on the lawn: "Boy, it's growing up fast." ”

"How do you feel now?"

"What you expected before, you have achieved now."

"Fame, strength, everything, what about ...... after that"

Song Qingshu was silent, and what about after that......

He didn't know, maybe he was free, maybe he was pursuing the limit of martial arts.

Maybe...... I found someone but the rest of my life.

Ximen Ouyang didn't make a sound, Song Qingshu didn't make a sound, and the two of them were lying on the lawn.

All eyes are on the stars.

After a long time, Ximen Ouyang took out a book and slapped it directly on Song Qingshu.

"Girl Yang asked me to give it to you."

Ximen Ouyang got up directly, drained the dust on his body, and walked into the distance.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned his head to look at Song Qingshu.

"Boy, you're just getting started!"

Shout......

The words fell, and Ximen Ouyang performed light skills and disappeared into the night.

Song Qingshu looked at the disappearing figure of Ximen Ouyang, with a trace of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"Just beginning?"

"What do you mean?"

Song Qingshu retracted his gaze and looked at the book in his hand.

The next second, his pupils constricted.

"The second half of the Nine Yin True Scripture!"

"This ......"

He never thought that what Ximen Ouyang sent was the Nine Yin True Scripture.

He had only had the first half before, but now Yang Xue sent the second half.

Why?

Why this time? When he was about to go to Shaolin?

Song Qingshu quickly got up and walked towards the room.

Not far away, Ximen Ouyang and Yang Xue quietly watched Song Qingshu leave.

"Girl, why don't you give it yourself." Ximen Ouyang said with a smile.

Yang Xue shook her head slightly: "His heart is in turmoil." ”

"Start with killing people at Red Plum Villa."

"He has no fear in his heart, he is indeed strong, but he does not have the ability to ignore everything."

"Wudang, the Heavenly Eagle Sect, are deliberately indulging him, and he still doesn't know how powerful the Ten Arhat Formations are."

"Zhang Zhenren has high expectations for him, so he has these four years of experience."

Ximen Ouyang smiled, of course he knew about Song Qingshu's situation.

"Girl, you're sabotaging Zhang Zhenren."

"Song boy's internal force is good, but the contact with the second half is not enough, and his internal force can't support it."

"Quick, you know very well what the consequences are."

Yang Xue looked at the inn where Song Qingshu was, and her eyes were extremely complicated.

"Without the Nine Yin True Scripture, he will be defeated, and he will not have the slightest ability to fight back."

"Everything about him was seen through by Shaolin."

"He learns a lot, but he is not proficient, it is too messy."

"It's okay to face ordinary people, but it's not enough to face masters."

"It's hard for me to imagine his big defeat, I don't even dare to think about it."

"He's still going to lose!" Ximen Ouyang looked at Yang Xue and said in a deep voice.

"Even if you give it, he'll still lose."

"Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Array, he can't break it!"

"Yes, he's still going to lose." Yang Xue turned to leave, and her voice came slowly.

"Let's go, go back to the Tomb of the Living Dead."

"This is the path he chose himself, and Wudang respected his wishes and paved the way for him."

"So he has to bear the result himself, all I can do is make him bear a little less price, that's all."

(End of chapter)