A few people walked to the front of the main hall of the Wudang Sect, only to see Song Yuanqiao hurriedly coming out of it, and saw Shi Fan and a few people saluting: "Sect Master Shi, I can't imagine that the light will be goodbye, and Gongzi Shi has actually become the leader of the Ming Sect!"

Shi Fan also smiled and said: "Song Daxia is very polite, this time I did not come to visit as the leader of the Ming Sect, but to complete the appointment with Zhang Zhenren of your sect three years ago! I had a relationship with Zhang Zhenren on the bank of the Hanshui River six or seven years ago, and I admired Zhang Zhenren at that time, and now after a few years, I dare to come to visit again! I don't know, can I see Zhang Zhenren again?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "It turns out that Shi Gongzi has seen the family teacher many years ago, well, it must be when the family teacher took Wuji out to seek medical treatment, so many years have passed~~~ Since Wuji came back with words three years ago, the family teacher has been looking forward to Your Excellency's coming, and now the family teacher is in retreat, and there is still one day to leave the customs according to the routine!"

Shi Fan bowed his head: "One day, it's okay, then I'll wait!"

"That's very good! Today, Wuji will take you to visit Wudang, the scenery on the mountain is still worth seeing, waiting for tomorrow's master to come out. ”

Shi Fan nodded, and said to Wuji, who couldn't wait for a long time: "Let's go, I'll follow you today, but I want to help us introduce this Taoist holy land!"

Wuji nodded excitedly, after all, he is still young now, and he has not been tempered by the twists and turns in the original book, and he still has the childishness of a teenager, and he is very happy to see Shi Fan, the life-saving benefactor, like a father and brother.

Song Yuanqiao went to his own place, and Shi Fan and the three of them followed Wuji to wander around Wudang, listening to him introduce the scenery of this Taoist holy place with a little excitement. At this time, Wudang Mountain did not have a large number of Taoist temples later, which were built during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. Today's Wudang Mountain is more as quiet as Taoism and nature, and there are fewer artificial axes and chisels. It's more about the natural scenery, worthy of the Taoist blessed land.

One day, in Zhang Wuji's gushing speech, passed away suddenly. At night, Shi Fan knew that tomorrow would be the day when Zhang Sanfeng would leave the customs, so he sat in the Wudang guest room early to meditate and prepare for the upcoming peak battle. Shi Fan believes that grinding the gun in the battle, not being happy is also light, and on the eve of each major battle, he will sit quietly to adjust the operation of true qi and state of mind. Fight with the best and strongest condition!

The golden rooster reported the dawn, when the sky was white, the disciples of the Wudang Mountain faction got up early and gathered in the square in front of the main hall to do morning classes, the two people in the front row were the three generations of apprentices Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, who was the most loved by Zhang Sanfeng, both of them are the most outstanding disciples of the three generations of disciples of the Wudang faction, one mountain is difficult to tolerate two tigers, and the relationship between the two can be seen from the position where they sit cross-legged, it can be seen that it is not so harmonious!

In the past, Zhang Wuji still respected Song Qingshu, the son of Song Shibo, but after being almost killed by Song Qingshu when he was at the top of the light, Rao is Zhang Wuji is kind-hearted. I can't help but lose my good impression of Song Qingshu! Because of his identity as the son of the second generation of Wudang's eldest disciple, Zhang Wuji had to pretend that he didn't know that it was Song Qingshu who did it at that time, but he was already wary of this narrow-minded Song Qingshu in his heart!

After Shi Fan and the two girls went out, they saw that the morning class in the square had been completed. began to practice Wudang martial arts, while Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji were responsible for explaining and demonstrating in detail for the rest of the disciples.

I have to admit that Song Qingshu's talent is still okay. Wudang's Mianzhang, Tai Chi, Tiyun Zong and other martial arts have been practiced perfectly, and he has reached the first-class realm at a young age. Even if you look at the six major factions, he is also a leader among the younger generation. I still have the ability to be proud.

Because Zhang Wuji lacked the "Jiuyang True Scripture", he only learned the "Wudang Jiuyang Gong" that he had cultivated since he was a child, and because of the influence of cold poison, he was not as demonic as in the original book, and his realm was weaker than Song Qingshu, and he had just stepped into the first-class realm.

After the two explained, Song Qingshu saw the two peerless women beside Shi Fan, Zhiruo and Minmin, and his eyes suddenly lit up, but he finally had sense, knowing that Shi Fan was not something he could provoke, and the jealousy extended to Zhang Wuji, so his eyes rolled and he smiled: "Senior Brother Wuji, it seems that we just explain to the junior disciples It doesn't seem to have any effect, Brother Fool thinks that it will be better to demonstrate, what do you think?"

Zhang Wuji didn't know why, nodded and said: "Senior Brother Song is reasonable, why don't you ask Senior Brother Song to demonstrate, and I'll study hard." ”

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "How can a solo dance be effective, why don't we two learn from each other and open the eyes of the junior disciples?"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he didn't understand that Song Qingshu wanted to be a sandbag, although he was benevolent, he was not the master of being bullied, so he immediately agreed: "It's okay! Although Zhang Wuji felt that his realm was slightly inferior, he couldn't lose face at this time, and his mind was already decided, so he took out the three-foot Qingfeng on his waist and waited for him.

Song Qingshu saw that Zhang Wuji agreed, and he was immediately overjoyed, he was afraid that Zhang Wuji would not dare to take it, so he immediately couldn't wait to pull out his long sword and shouted: "Senior brother, be careful!"

Although Zhang Wuji was slightly weaker than Song Qingshu, he didn't panic when he saw Song Qingshu rushing over, and put on a Wudang sword technique, but he was ready to defend cautiously and look for opportunities to counterattack!

Both of them learned Wudang swordsmanship, and they are very familiar with this set of swordsmanship, "Ping Pong" You have fought back and forth for more than a dozen moves, but there is no difference between victory and defeat.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and said in his heart: "Zhang Wuji is obviously just a first-class beginner, and he can actually have a tie with me, this junior brother is really my great enemy! Today, I must defeat Zhang Wuji in front of all the disciples and two beautiful women, and raise the prestige of my Song Qingshu Wudang first disciple of the third generation!" Song Qingshu already knew that Shi Fan was going to challenge his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng today, and now in his heart Zhang Sanfeng was still the existence of immortals, he didn't think that Shi Fan would be the opponent of his ancestor at all, after seeing the peerless faces of Min Min and Zhiruo, he had a plan, wanting to win the hearts of the two girls!

"Hmph, Shi Fan, no matter how powerful you are, you can still beat my ancestor? Now defeat Zhang Wuji first and let the two girls leave my impression, and when you are defeated, I will take advantage of the situation to attack, hahahaha, I want to make you regret going to Wudang Mountain for the rest of your life!" Song Qingshu said in his heart.

Shi Fan had seen the lustful meaning in Song Qingshu's eyes when he looked at the two girls just now, and Shi Fan, who had no good impression of him, was even more angry, and at this moment, seeing that he deliberately provoked Wuji to fight, he said secretly: "Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu, if I don't go to look for you, you actually come to provoke me? Dare to hit my sister's idea, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

Both of them are extremely dissatisfied with each other, but they can just bear with it for the time being.

At this time, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, who were fighting on the field, had already reached a fever pitch, and the two of them had already fought a real fire now, and their thoughts had long been thrown out of the clouds, and the only thought was to let the other party fail miserably in their own hands......

The surrounding disciples looked at each other, at this moment, as long as they were not fools, they all saw the murderous intent contained in the eyes of Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, Qingfeng Xiaodaotong was frightened, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji's status in Wudang Mountain was not low, and it was not good to hurt either of them, Qingfeng Xiaodao Tong quickly rushed to the backyard to report Song Yuanqiao after returning to his senses......

After a while, Zhang Wuji was already in danger, Song Qingshu saw that he was becoming more and more unforgiving, and his move was directed at Zhang Wuji's vital point, and his face was full of murderous aura!

Zhang Wuji saw Song Qingshu's killing intent, his heart panicked slightly, and the swordsmanship in his hand was even more chaotic, and he was cut on his right shoulder by Song Qingshu with a sword without paying attention!

Blood oozed out, Zhang Wuji's shoulder was stained with blood, and the crisis was coming!

At this moment, Shi Fan, who was watching, flicked his fingers, and a strong wind shot straight at Song Qingshu!

Song Qingshu heard the sound of true qi cutting through the air in his ears, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, but he was still pierced by the finger wind and fell to the ground screaming.

Shi Fan smiled, and when he was about to answer, Song Yuanqiao's exclamation came: "Qingshu, Qingshu, how are you?" but Song Yuanqiao rushed to hear the news, and when he saw the scene of Song Qingshu falling to the ground, he couldn't help but shout.

In an instant, Song Yuanqiao swept to Song Qingshu's side, took him in his arms to check the injury, and said sadly: "Wuji! Qingshu is your senior brother, how can you do this?"

Zhang Wuji was shocked and sad when he heard this, and roared angrily: "Uncle Song! Look at me! My shoulder was cut so deeply by your son's sword, if I hadn't flashed fast, I would have died under your son's sword! Do you still blame me for my hot hand?" Although he knew that Song Qingshu was not injured by himself, Zhang Wuji, who was extremely sad and angry at the moment, didn't bother to defend at all, and roared straight at Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao looked up when he heard this, only to find that Zhang Wuji's face was pale, and his right shoulder had already been stained red with blood, and he said: "Qingshu, why did you do this to Wuji!"

Zhang Wuji's face softened a little when he heard this, and he staggered away with tears in his eyes as soon as he saluted Shi Fan, while Song Yuanqiao hugged Song Qingshu with an embarrassed face and said: "Everyone disperse first! Shi Gongzi, please wait in the main hall first, the family teacher is about to leave the customs, the old man has to go to treat the rebel son of Qingshu, so he won't accompany Shi Gongzi first......" After that, he hugged Song Qingshu and left the square.

Shi Fan nodded and ordered, "Zhiruo, you and Min Min go to see Wuji first, and I'll go in and wait by myself." This Song Yuanqiao is really as righteous as the legend, hehe!" Min Min and Zhiruo covered their mouths and snickered, chasing Zhang Wuji in the direction of Zhang Wuji's departure. Shi Fan walked into the main hall of Wudang, sat cross-legged on the futon and waited for Zhang Sanfeng to leave the customs......

Just when Shi Fan was coiling on Wudang Mountain, an extremely sloppy middle-aged man walked out of the cliff under the top of the light, with short hair of a certain length, wearing a tattered gray robe, and walking out of the top of the light with a gloomy face...... (To be continued.) )