Chapter 980: Golden Finger
Wang Chongyang nodded secretly when he heard this, he also knew that the high-level interests of the Jin State were intertwined, if Song Qingshu single-handedly won the real power of a country so easily, he himself didn't believe it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Noticing Wang Chongyang's expression, Song Qingshu hit the railroad while it was hot: "Actually, I took this errand on purpose this time, senior, what do you think, if other Jin people lead the army to come, wouldn't Chongyang Palace become a scorched earth? ā
"Oh?" Wang Chongyang's expression moved.
Song Qingshu hurriedly said: "You see that I deliberately left the army at the foot of the mountain, just because I was worried that the army would go up the mountain and cause the Quanzhen Sect to suffer from war. So I only brought a few people up the mountain to persuade me to surrender, who knew that the head of the Qiu Dao would fight when they met, and I injured the little junior sister, so I summoned the Jin soldiers to go up the mountain in a hurry. ā
Hearing that Song Qingshu had done so many things for herself, Xiaolongnu was slightly distracted, originally in her heart, only Yang Guo was the only one in the world who was good to her, but now she found that there was another man who was so good to her.
Of course, this thought only flashed in the little dragon girl's heart, and did not cause the slightest ripple.
"It's a bit reckless. Wang Chongyang thought of his apprentice's temperament, and couldn't help but shake his head, "By the way, you are a little junior sister, what is the relationship between you and the Tomb Sect?"
He couldn't help but be curious, after all, he was inextricably linked to the Tomb Sect.
Song Qingshu replied curtly: "That's the case, her senior sister is mine...... Well, confidante. Originally, he wanted to say that Bing Xue Er was his woman, but thinking that Xue Xue Er didn't want the relationship between the two to be known by others, he changed to a more neutral word.
"Chilian Fairy Li Mochou?" Wang Chongyang frowned, although he was at the top of the entire rivers and lakes, he had still heard of Li Mochou's murderous name.
Song Qingshu coughed twice, and did not explain the misunderstanding, anyway, Bing Xue'er didn't want to expose the relationship, so let him misunderstand;
However, Wang Chongyang's next sentence almost choked him to death: "Isn't your wife Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei faction?"
"Uh~" Song Qingshu's face was hot, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Wang Chongyang immediately came to his senses and scolded with a smile: "No wonder that girl Yingluo scolded you like that." At his age, many things have also been seen, and some romantic debts of the younger generations will naturally not be taken to heart.
Now Song Qingshu was really curious: "What did she scold me?"
Wang Chongyang shook his head: "In the future, when you go to Jiangnan, ask her yourself, and I won't spread the word." ā
Song Qingshu looked depressed: "Uh, okay." "I don't know when I'll have the chance to see the woman in the yellow shirt again.
"How are you going to deal with the matter here in Chongyang Palace?" Wang Chongyang once again focused on this matter, no matter how transcendent he was, the Quanzhen Sect also condensed half of his life's hard work, how could he not care.
Song Qingshu pondered his words and replied, "Can you let Daoist Qiu and them agree on the surface, so that I can go back and make a mission, and at the same time, I can preserve the foundation of the Quanzhen Sect for decades." ā
"No!" Wang Chongyang flatly refused, "The purpose of the Quanzhen Sect is to resist the Jurchen Tartars and save the Li people from fire and water, how can they bend their knees to the Jin Imperial Court!"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "But now that the three thousand elite soldiers of the Jin Kingdom have been killed on the mountain, I can't justifiably stop them, once the war starts, it will be the end of the burning of jade." ā
Wang Chongyang replied coldly: "The true disciple sacrificed for the idea in his heart, although he died honorably. ā
Song Qingshu had to admire the man in front of him, he may have such and such shortcomings, but in the righteousness of resisting foreign aggression, there is nothing to blame.
Song Qingshu thought for a while and said, "Dare to ask the seniors, is it important to restore the Han people or the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect?"
Wang Chongyang was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "Of course, it is important to restore the Han people!"
"If the Quanzhen Sect were to be wiped out today, would it be beneficial to restore the Han people?" Song Qingshu then asked.
"This ......," Wang Chongyang suddenly groaned.
Song Qingshu sighed: "The greatest bravery in this world is not to die vigorously for a certain ideal, but to die for a certain ideal to live humbly." Throughout the ages, death is actually the easiest, with your eyes closed and your legs kicked, you don't have to worry about anything, but insist on living, which requires the greatest courage, because it is likely to endure endless humiliation, and have to face the abuse and slander of the world. ā
"Now that the Quanzhen Sect has chosen to die rather than give in, what is the use of leaving a useless name?" Song Qingshu continued, "But if the Quanzhen Sect can endure humiliation and protect itself, plus I am in charge of the center of the Jin Kingdom, when the time is ripe, we will unite inside and outside to drive the Jin people out of the Central Plains, wouldn't it be more meaningful than sacrificing in vain?"
Wang Chongyang's heart shook wildly, especially the sentence "The greatest bravery in the world is not to die vigorously for a certain ideal, but to die for an ideal to live humbly" gave him the greatest feeling, resisted half a lifetime of gold, been the first in the world for decades, and lived in seclusion for half a life to sit and watch the changes in the world, he is no longer the stunned young man who was a tendon back then, but has become much more mature and wise.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have now entered the power center of the Jin Kingdom and given me such a glimmer of hope, I would rather die unyielding from top to bottom of the Quanzhen Sect. Wang Chongyang finally spoke, "I will let the Quanzhen Sect accept the edict of the Jin State, but you have to remember your mission, if you covet glory and wealth in the future, and forget to restore the Han people's rivers and mountains, I just fight for this old life, and I want to take your life." ā
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "With a master like you who is the number one in the world to think about at any time, how dare I not do my best." ā
Wang Chongyang's face softened at this time: "Do you know why I am willing to believe you?"
"Who made me look so upright and majestic, and then look at my clear and innocent eyes, the honest little Langjun who is not deceitful. Song Qingshu replied solemnly.
Wang Chongyang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "No wonder that little girl Yingluo has always cared about anyone, but after going back this time, she has been hanging on your lips, and now that I see it with my own eyes, I know that your kid is really different." ā
"I don't know what the relationship between the senior and Miss Zhao is?" Song Qingshu thought of the cold appearance of the girl in the yellow shirt.
Wang Chongyang was surprised: "You even know her surname Zhao?" You must know that the woman in the yellow shirt walks the rivers and lakes and rarely reveals her name, even if she reveals her name, she is told by the surname Yang, and her real name is only known by a few people closest to her.
"Is the predecessor Miss Zhao's master?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively, you must know that Zhou Zhiruo's talent for learning martial arts can be described as extremely high, but the yellow-shirted girl is about the same age, but she has practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture more proficiently than Zhou Zhiruo, except for Wang Chongyang's careful teaching since childhood, he really can't think of any other possibility.
Wang Chongyang shook his head and smiled: "No, she is my best friend's disciple." ā
Song Qingshu was shocked: "Who is that friend of the seniors?" can talk to Wang Chongyang's peers, and is introduced by him as a close friend, this person's martial arts and identity may not be below him - you must know that the Eastern Evil and Western Poison Southern Emperor and Northern Beggars had a deep relationship with him back then, but everyone can be called his best friend.
Wang Chongyang smiled and said nothing: "If you come to Jiangnan one day, maybe you will have a chance to meet." ā
Seeing that the other party was reluctant to say it, Song Qingshu couldn't force him, so he could only speculate randomly.
At this moment, the little dragon girl leaning on the big stone suddenly coughed violently, and the bright red blood gradually spread on her snow-white dress, like bright flowers.
Song Qingshu hurriedly ran over, holding her hand and losing her true qi, and asked, "Little junior sister, how are you feeling now?" ā
The little dragon girl's hands were extremely delicate, and at the same time, she had a cool breath of her own, which was extremely comfortable to touch, but Song Qingshu didn't have time to pay attention to these now, but was probing the injuries in her body.
Feeling her chaotic meridians, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning.
At this time, Wang Chongyang also came to her side, and an incomparably thick true qi crossed into her body, and the two masters worked together to finally stabilize her injuries again.
"This girl's injury is quite tricky. Wang Chongyang frowned and said, with his friendship with Lin Chaoying back then, of course he didn't want to see anything happen to her descendants.
Song Qingshu said angrily: "Isn't it a good thing that your apprentices have done? A few old men with white beards have actually joined forces to deal with a little girl, and they have such a heavy hand! If it weren't for seeing your face today, none of them would want to live." ā
"How can you be so murderous at such a young age, I'll be responsible for curing you generally. Wang Chongyang was also depressed, with his martial arts identity, who was disrespectful and respectful in front of him? As a result, he met such a wonderful junior, his martial arts were not under him, and he did not have the concept of respecting teachers and respecting the way, which made him itchy and helpless at the same time.
The key is that this time it is indeed Qiu Chuji, they are not, the five of them have joined forces to fight Lin Chaoying's second disciple, Wang Chongyang, who is the master, is really shameless.
Song Qingshu was overjoyed and said: "Predecessors have a way to save it?" In fact, he can save it himself, Huanxi.Zen method has miraculous effects in treating internal injuries, but he also knows with his toes that Xiaolongnu will never agree to this method. Although Xiao Song is greedy for flowers and lustful, he still pays attention to his appearance.
"Call me a senior at this time?" Wang Chongyang glared at him angrily, "This girl's injury has been temporarily suppressed by me, let's go back and solve the matter of Chongyang Palace first, and then I will teach you the way to save her." ā
Wang Chongyang is still concerned about the safety of the Quanzhen Sect, after all, now that the Jin soldiers have gone up the mountain, there are two big devils in the main hall, Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren, no matter which one of them is incompatible with the Quanzhen Sect, plus now that the Quanzhen Sect has lost the ability to resist, if the other party is really ruthless, the disciples of the Quanzhen are really in danger.
"Teach me the way to rescue?" Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became strange, could it be Kato Taka's golden finger...... Oh no, a yang finger?