Looking up at the steep road in Huashan, Song Si found the feeling that he once felt familiar, this is the place where he had lived for eight years, and it was here that he embarked on the road of martial arts.

Stroking a boulder at the entrance, Song Si clearly remembered that Senior Brother Hua had met him for the first time here and asked him some questions about the Tao.

Later, he worshiped into the Pure Yang Palace and became a disciple of the Pure Yang, and it was also here that Senior Brother Hua taught him moves such as the Three Rings and the Four Elephants Reincarnation, so that he could be among the best in the annual exams.

Now, the senior brother, the junior brother, the master, the uncle, and the uncle are gone, or they are gone, they were born in troubled times, and they have not escaped the catastrophe that followed.

"I'm sorry, I'm distracted!" Song Si apologized.

But this qiē was completely different in the eyes of Wei Zhirong and others, who believed that Song Si was not a person of their time, and it was very likely that he was a master of Taoism in the Song Dynasty or even the Tang Dynasty.

"Elder Song, please!" Wei Zhirong asked Song Si to go first, not because he wanted to take the test for Song Si, but because he really wanted to see Song Si's light skills.

"Hahaha, then I'll go up first!" Song Si turned around and laughed, holding the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"Leisurely travel, the heart is like the wind, the sword follows the wind, the heart is light and the sword is one, the sword is light, it is natural, it is said to be free. Senior Brother Hua's teachings rang in Song Si's ears.

Song Si smiled slightly, jumped lightly, and stepped on a road in Huashan, as light as a swallow, ethereal as the wind, and disappeared in the layers of clouds and mist of Huashan after a while.

"This light skill is a real getaway!" "Xingchen Zhenren exclaimed, "Senior brother, he really comes from..."

Wei Zhirong smiled slightly: "Just understand it in your heart, let's go up too, don't let Elder Song wait too long." ”

"The revival of Huashan is hopeful!" Xingchen Zhenren was overjoyed.

Although the Huashan faction has many martial arts mastery left by the ancestor Hao Datong, most of them are lost due to several sword qi battles in the sect, and most of the Huashan martial arts are inherited from the Pure Yang Palace of the Tang Dynasty, and Song Si, who has the Pure Yang Palace, will be their greatest hope.

In the True Martial Arts Hall of the North Peak of Huashan, Song Si and the heads of the Huashan faction, Wei Zhirong, Xingchen Zhenren, Xingchen Zhenren, and many elders exchanged martial arts experiences, and at the same time, knowing that Wei Zhirong was taking the martial arts of the Pure Yang Palace, Song Si still generously explained some of the follow-up cultivation methods of the Pure Yang Martial Arts for them one by one.

This martial arts exchange went directly through two days, and Wei Zhirong completed the scattered chapters in "Zixia Gong" as he wished, and at the same time had more insights into martial arts cultivation. The elders of the Huashan faction solved many difficulties in martial arts cultivation and admired Song Si's Taoist martial arts attainments.

"Everyone, Poor Dao still has to look for the Three Holy Lotus, so I can't continue to solve your doubts here. Please!" Song Si saluted to everyone and took his leave.

Wei Zhirong looked apologetic: "It's us who snubbed Elder Song, since Elder Song still has important matters, we won't bother anymore, as long as I am in Huashan, no matter where I am, Elder Song can go in." ”

Song Si followed the position in his memory, and quickly walked towards the south peak of Huashan Mountain, and after a while, Song Si stopped at a cloud-filled cliff.

Taking a deep breath, Song Sifei stepped on the cliff and flew in the direction of his memory, and after a while, Song Si flipped in the clouds and mist, and landed firmly on a platform to see where he landed.

What about the Three Holy Lotuses in Yangtian Pond? Song Si flew down the cliff and landed on a pool platform on the cliff, looking at Yangtian Pond silently.

There were once three masters of the Taoist sect who were invited by the patriarch Chunyangzi to come to Huashan Chunyang, live in seclusion here in Yangtian Pond, and plant strange lotus flowers in the pool, and the lotus flowers produced are called the Three Holy Lotus.

However, now there is not a single lotus flower in Yangtian Pond, which makes Song Si extremely disappointed. Song Si suddenly remembered that the three saints had said that the lotus flower in the Yangtian Pond was related to the Black Dragon Pond, and the Black Dragon Pond was under the Yangtian Pond.

Thinking of this, Song Si pulled out his long sword, cut off bundles of vines, tied them one after another, tied them to a huge rock, and threw them down directly.

Song Si grabbed the vine and descended slowly, but in a moment, it disappeared into the clouds. Just as Song Si grabbed the vines and disappeared into the clouds, a blue-robed Taoist wearing a scarf came to Yangtian Pond, glanced at the vines, sneered, and cut off the vines with a sword!

"Ah......h

The vines were cut off, Song Si's hand was loosened, and he fell rapidly, and at the moment of danger, Song Si flew up and swirled, the long sword was unsheathed, retrograde qi and blood, and forcibly performed the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique, and the sword rushed down, falling into the deep and cold Black Dragon Pool, and blowing up a three-zhang high water wave.

After a few breaths, Song Si rushed out of the water, exhaled a long breath, crawled the surface of the water to the shore, sat down tremblingly, and used his true qi to ward off the cold.

Three moments later, Song Si spat out a mouthful of blood, which stabilized his injuries a little. This time, he performed the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique, which hurt him very much, and the muscles and veins of his whole body were burning and extremely painful.

The realm was not reached, and the price paid by Song Si to forcibly perform the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique was too great, so that all the muscles and veins in his body almost collapsed, but he didn't do it, he was afraid that he would have fallen into a puddle of flesh at this moment.

Song Si took out the last few high-grade blood coagulation pills from the storage bag and took them, using the gong to remove the pill and moisturize the damaged tendons and veins and internal organs of the whole body.

After a few hours, Song Si suppressed his injury, stood up, found the fallen vine, and looked at it carefully, what he didn't want to think about in his heart still happened, the tip of the vine was cut off by a sharp weapon.

Song Si's face was gloomy at that time, no matter what, it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time. He walked around the Black Dragon Pond a few times, and finally found a withered lotus plant, the Three Holy Lotus!

A sword cut off the lotus canopy of the Three Holy Lotus, and Song Si took it from the air and took the lotus pod in his hand. took out three lotus seeds and threw them on the edge of the Black Dragon Pond, and the rest were put into the storage bag, and then found a mountain fork, and Song Si cast Tiyun and jumped up.

Qi and blood surged, Song Si spit out a mouthful of blood again, recalled the situation of the nearby mountain peaks, found the correct direction and left quickly.

Not long after Song Si left, two blue-robed Taoists wearing scarves on their heads descended to the Black Dragon Pond along the new vines, looked left and right, and found a pool of blood.

Suddenly, the sound of water was loud, a wave exploded in the black dragon pool, and a black python stretched out its head, and there were two small protrusions on its huge head.

The python swallowed the snake apricot, staring at the two Taoists, as if to devour the two.

"There are such demon beasts in the Black Dragon Pool, looking at this water trace and snake mark, then Song Si should have been devoured by it. One of the Taoists said, not as if he was not very afraid of the demon beast in front of him.

"This black python is about to turn into a dragon, it's not simple. Another blue-robed Taoist said, "Black Snake, we know that you have spiritual wisdom, and I see that you are about to turn into a Jiao, and we don't want to cause trouble, you and I have nothing to do with each other!"

When the black python heard the words of the blue-robed Taoist, he spit out the snake apricot and slowly sank.

The two blue-robed Daoists saw the black python sink into the water, and then left quickly, for fear that the black python would launch a sudden attack on them, which would be a big trouble.

After a while, the black python came out of the water again, glanced at the direction of Song Si's departure, and showed a soft look in his eyes.

Originally, Song Si wanted to rush to the Nanfeng Purple Qi Platform to cultivate for a while, but now he was plotted by someone and was seriously injured, so he must not go there.

Song Si found a cliff and slid down the cliff to a cave, which was the secret cave of his former third senior brother.

Song Si remembered that his third senior brother was a martial arts wizard who liked to delve into all kinds of strange martial arts, and recorded them in his cave one by one.

At the same time, this third senior brother is also a person who likes fantasy, always has some wonderful ideas, and puts them into practice, for which he always causes all kinds of interesting troubles, and even makes a certain uncle very angry.

Reminiscing, reminiscing, Song Si shed tears.

Suddenly, a dry bone appeared in front of him, Song Si stepped forward, gently brushed away the dust on the ground, and found a weathered jade plaque, with the words "Pure Yang" on the front and "Qingxu San" on the back.

"Third Senior Brother!" Song Si fell to the ground, crying, the once wise and humorous Third Senior Brother couldn't withstand time after all, and turned into a dry bone.

Song Si stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his third senior brother, but the moment he touched the dry bones, the dry bones turned into a handful of white ashes and fell to the ground.

Speechless, Song Si took out a jade box, carefully held the ashes of the third senior brother into the jade box, and then entered the stone room of the cave, patted the stone bed, and then dug a one-foot-square stone pit on the ground with a sword, put the third senior brother into it, and then covered it with gravel!

"The tomb of the third senior brother of Pure Yang Qingxu, Feng Wuji!" After carving a tombstone, Song Si couldn't suppress the injuries in his body and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

No, Song Si could only enter the meditation again to heal his injuries.

Three hours later, Song Si woke up, took out some food from the storage bag and ate it, and began to look at the stone carvings on the wall.

One move and one style, they are all so familiar. Song Si stroked the stone carvings on the wall, reminiscing about the past, reliving the experience of learning swords in Huashan, and at the same time marveling at the sword moves left by the third senior brother Feng Wuji from time to time.

Unconsciously, Song Si felt that his martial arts had made a breakthrough again, and he couldn't help but admire the third senior brother even more.

When he saw the end of the martial arts stone carving, Song Si found a few lines of small characters.

"Senior brother Song Si, seeing the words is like meeting. Third Senior Brother, I know you will definitely come back, so you don't need to be surprised. Will you be as sad and lonely as you used to be, talking about the strange things of the so-called future? Haha, I'm not an uncle, so I won't laugh at you. Well, I don't have much time, I can't tell you a lot of things, if there is fate, I hope that in the next life I will still be your senior brother, and you will still be my eleventh junior brother! Finally, I left you a sword technique, behind you buried me, there is a secret box, open the password you should remember. Remember, after getting this sword trick, no one can say it! Remember, remember!"

Settle down, the wind is unscrupulous.

Seeing this, Song Si's tears fell again, but his footsteps did not stop. Back in the stone room, Song Si found a secret grid behind the tomb of the third senior brother.

After opening the dark compartment in a specific way, Song Si found a sandalwood box. The sandalwood box turned into fly ash as soon as it was touched, revealing a jade box that had weathered into stone in appearance, Song Si opened the jade box, and a crystal blue ancient jade appeared in front of him.

Song Si picked up the ancient jade and carefully observed it for a long time, but he didn't find a single word, and he didn't understand where the third senior brother's so-called sword trick was?

Just as he was about to put Gu Yu into the storage bag and study it later, the injuries in his body broke out again, and Song Si spurted out a mouthful of blood, several of which fell on Gu Yu, and suddenly Gu Yu emitted a strong blue light, and then turned into a streamer and drilled into his eyebrows.

The sky swirled for a while, and Song Si's eyes went dark, and he fell next to Feng Wuji's tomb.

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