Wudang Mountain's original clean courtyard with only two masters and apprentices suddenly had three more people, but now it is still clean, because the three more people are unconscious.

In the house, He Shan was the first to wake up, he stared blankly at the unfamiliar room, thinking about what happened, he lost the final duel with the old way, if someone hadn't saved him at that time, it is estimated that he would not have had a chance to wake up now.

He Shan stretched out his hand and held it in front of his eyes, and opened it, and after repeating it a few times, he confirmed the reality, and he felt better, and got up and walked outside the room.

Pushing open the door, the strange courtyard that greeted him did not make He Shan feel uneasy, the sun was setting in the west, this courtyard could still welcome the sun, the evening wind blew coolly, He Shan's eyes fell on the only old Taoist priest in the courtyard.

The old Taoist with his back to He Shan was leaning on the eaves to reflect the slanting sun, and he was still reading a book in his hand, and he already knew it the moment He Shan pushed the door, and the old Taoist didn't even look back, just turned his back to He Shan and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's fine. ”

He Shan bowed respectfully to the old Taoist and said, "Senior He Shan, thank the Taoist for saving his life." Don't know the long name yet?"

The old Taoist put away the book, and he got up and asked, "Didn't your master tell you to come to Wudang to send a knife to whom?"

He Shan raised his head and was slightly stunned, since this old Taoist said this, his identity is obvious, but He Shan's master really didn't tell him who he wanted to give it to, He Shan could only shake his head and say: "The family master said that someone would come to pick it up when he came to Wudang, but he didn't tell his name. But since the Taoist chief knows about this, presumably the person the family teacher said is you. ”

The old Taoist turned his head to look at He Shan, and He Shan's expression was clear.

The old Taoist turned his head and said, "I am the same generation as your master, just call me Master Qingsong." ”

He Shan hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Master Qingsong." ”

Qingsong Dao Chang nodded, he walked towards Xiao Chi, where the knife was placed, walked over and pulled out the knife, and at this moment He Shan really put his mind at ease.

Daoist Qingsong walked to the stone table with his knife and sat down, he beckoned to He Shan to come over. He Shan came to the side and stood without hesitation, Daoist Qingsong suddenly stared at him without speaking, and He Shan looked at Daoist Qingsong with some incomprehension.

After looking at it for a while, Qingsong Dao Chang put his eyes back on the knife, he pressed the blade lightly and patted it gently, and this wide and thick long knife suddenly appeared countless cracks out of thin air, and finally turned into powder and drifted away in the wind, revealing its original appearance.

The blade of this knife is long and narrow, and the sharp edge is exposed, and as soon as the prototype appears, it attracts the aura around the small courtyard to ripple, and even the sword washing and sinking water in the small pool fluctuates, turning into sharp qi and frantically pouring into this knife.

Qingsong Dao Chang's hand holding the hilt of the knife sank for a moment, and in the end, he was able to suppress this violent qi by holding it tightly.

Eventually, it was calm.

He Shan, who was standing on the side, watched this magical scene with wide eyes, although he had already known that this knife was hidden in mystery, but now he had to see the true face of this knife after the Qingsong Dao Chief in front of him unsealed it, and his mood was excited for a while and it was difficult to calm down.

Daoist Qingsong raised the knife in his hand, and he suddenly asked, "Do you know what this knife is called?"

Hearing Qingsong Daoist's question, He Shan tried his best to calm himself, he shook his head and said, "The family teacher didn't tell the juniors. ”

Qingsong Dao Chang squinted at He Shan and was a little surprised, he was a little suspicious that the young man in front of him was the apprentice of that person, and he didn't tell him anything. However, thinking that it was also an internal matter of the master and apprentice, the old Taoist didn't think much about it, and directly threw the knife to He Shan and said, "Try it." ”

He Shan, who had grabbed the knife, said with an embarrassed face: "Master Qingsong, this is not suitable. ”

Daoist Qingsong didn't pay attention to He Shan's expression at all, he patted his sleeve and said to himself: "Let me see this old bone, that old guy's listening to the tide and fighting knives, you as an apprentice have learned a few points." ”

He Shan hesitated a little when he held the knife, but finally calmed down, because he knew that he had no right to refuse.

He had no choice but to agree: "The younger generation will receive the order." ”

He Shan took a few steps to the center of the courtyard with a knife upside down, and stationed the knife in the direction of the main entrance, He Shan's eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the empty gate, he used his internal strength, and after being extremely quiet, he was extremely moving!

If listening to the tide and waves, He Shan raised his knife and cut it horizontally in an instant with a flat half of his body!

The blade is like a thousand waves, one wave is higher than the other, even He Shan himself is stunned, this can not be done by himself in normal times, of course, he also quickly understood the truth of the matter, the answer is the knife in his hand, to be precise, a divine soldier, directly raised his listening tide to a higher level, although he vaguely felt it when he cut the old Taoist priest in the yellow robe, but now the qualitative leap still made He Shan happy.

It's just that He Shan, who hasn't been happy enough, has changed his face greatly, and it just so happened that a young Taoist priest walked in at the door.

At this time, the knife gang could not be recovered.

Similarly, the young Taoist priest was also taken aback by this situation, and no one was unlucky to encounter this encounter just after he came back.

It stands to reason that Daoist Aomatsu should have taken action at this time of crisis, but he didn't move.

At this moment, at the moment when He Shan thought he was about to break into a catastrophe, he saw the young Taoist priest take out a peachwood short sword from his waist and slash it, and the menacing sword dissipated in an instant.

The party He Shan was dumbfounded.

Just a casual slash knocked away He Shan's pride with a stab just now, and the young Taoist priests in front of him were at least above the transformation realm.

The young Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief after blocking this knife, he stared at He Shan, who had not yet eased up, and shouted in his voice: "You just came back and you gave me such a big gift, if I hadn't reacted quickly, I guess I would be in a different place now, right?"

"Aoyama. ”

Li Qingshan, who heard the master call him at the door, immediately changed into a smiling face, lifted the wooden basket in his other hand and said, "Master, dinner is here." ”

After speaking, he walked towards He Shan, who was standing in place, was silent, Qingsong Daoist got up and patted him on the shoulder, He Shan came back to his senses, he quickly apologized to the young Taoist priest who came over, "In Xia He Shan, I was offended just now, and I asked the Taoist not to blame." ”

Li Qingshan stopped in front of He Shan, he pushed the basket in his hand in front of He Shan and smiled slightly: "My name is Li Qingshan, I am about the same age as you, let's call me Qingshan, don't dare to be the Taoist leader." ”

He Shan was slightly stunned, and when he noticed the kindness of the young Taoist priest in front of him, he took the basket and said with a smile: "The last word of our names is a mountain character." ”

"It's called fate. ”

When he turned his head and saw the knife in He Shan's hand, Li Qingshan asked tentatively, "This, it can't be that knife, right?"

He Shan nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

For a while, Li Qingshan's face was full of heartache as if he had suffered a huge blow, he looked at his master and asked, "Master, why don't you wait for me to come back and unblock?"

The old Taoist, who was his own master, raised his eyes and said, "Why are you waiting for you to come back?"

"Besides, don't you see it now?"

Daoist Qingsong turned his head to look at He Shan and said, "He Shan, are you right?"

"Huh?"

He Shanzheng was confused, but the elders could only echo when they spoke: "Yes, you are right. ”

Looking at the old and the young, the young Taoist priest was speechless.

The regretful Li Qingshan sighed, and he glanced at the extraordinary long knife in He Shan's hand again before turning his head to look at his master and said, "Master, Uncle Yuanqing gave me some healing medicine just now, and I will go and give them a dose first." ”

Qingsong Daoist nodded, Li Qingshan took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two small mud-colored pills, handed them to He Shan and said, "This is your share." ”

He Shan did not hesitate, he plunged the knife into the ground, took the pill with his free hand and swallowed it directly.

This time Li Qingshan's heart was distressed again, and the good divine soldier was inserted into the soil like this, which was simply a great insult to this knife, and when Li Qingshan, who was furious, was about to fight for this knife, the moment he looked up, he suddenly lost his temper when he met his master's cold gaze, he suppressed the careful thoughts in his heart, did not stop, and went around He Shan to the house.

After seeing Li Qingshan enter the house, although He Shan was curious, he still walked to the stone table with peace of mind and laid out the dishes in the basket.

After watching He Shan arrange the dishes, Daoist Qingsong suddenly said: "The momentum of that knife just now is really good, but it is too empty, not even one-tenth of your master's." ”

He Shan, who had just put the dishes and chopsticks, was shocked, although he knew that he was two pounds, but he was still a little uncomfortable when the old-timers said this.

Looking at He Shan, who was stunned again, the old Taoist continued: "What's the matter?

He Shan raised his head, he turned to Daoist Qingsong and smiled and said, "Master Qingsong is serious, the juniors know how many catties and taels they have, and they won't be unable to listen to your teachings, after all, there is something that the juniors have the essence of the master." ”

"Oh?"

Qingsong Daoist looked at He Shan with interest and asked, "What is it?"

"Cheeky. ”

He Shan poked it straight, and directly popped out these two words, the key is that he is also not humble or arrogant.

It's really the essence.

Daoist Qingsong was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he couldn't help laughing, and at this moment he was finally convinced that the young man in front of him was indeed that person's disciple.

Cheeky kung fu, invincible in the world.

After a while, Daoist Qingsong stopped laughing, and saw that He Shan's eyes softened a lot, and he said to He Shan: "Your master's kung fu is indeed good in the world, and I have never seen anyone more brazen than him in most of my life." ”

"But yes. ”

Daoist Qingsong paused suddenly, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he said with a smile: "The name of being invincible in the world is not just his face. ”

He Shan was shocked in his heart, to be honest, he hadn't heard him mention the deeds of his master, he only knew that he was adopted by him, and then he followed him to learn martial arts, originally the old man also had a kung fu of iron casting, but he never taught him, compared to outsiders, his understanding of him is a bad old man with thick skin like a city wall, he likes to eat tofu, usually not' Abusing 'He Shan is to make iron, and occasionally tease He Shan, an old man and a young person can live comfortably, but He Shan doesn't even know the name of the old man, and he doesn't know anything about his past.

If it weren't for this trip, I'm afraid he would have to live with the old man in that small village for the rest of his life.

As the old man of He Shan's only relative, He Shan cares very much, in fact, at the beginning, He Shan wanted to ask the old Taoist in front of him about his own old man, but he never spoke.

He Shan walked to the long knife, he pulled out the knife and brought it over, handed it to Daoist Qingsong and said, "Master Qingsong, can you tell me about my master's past?"

The young man who handed the knife grinned, innocent and natural.

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