Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Critical Moment

After listening to Song Qingshu's words, Song Yuanqiao didn't make any comments, nor did he get angry, or panicked, but his face was a little serious, and he admired Song Qingshu for a while, and he deserved to be the head of a faction.

"Okay, I see, you can go back. Song Yuan Bridge Road.

Song Qingshu nodded and retreated. He knew he wouldn't be able to help if he stayed here. And what is certain is that Song Yuanqiao will definitely discuss with the rest of the Wudang Seven Heroes now.

In the next few days, although there seemed to be no change in the Wudang faction, Song Qingshu found that there was no change in the appearance of Wudang, and the number of disciples on patrol was twice as large, and even the Wudang Seven Heroes appeared in the mountains around the Wudang faction from time to time.

It seems that the monitoring of the little prince under the mountain has been canceled, but Song Qingshu found that it was just turning from light to dark, and it was even more obscure.

Song Qingshu found that his approach was less spicy than Song Yuanqiao. Since he is not in his position, he will not seek his own government, and now Song Yuanqiao is still in charge of the Wudang faction, and he doesn't have to worry too much, there are still tall people on top of the sky when the sky falls. So Song Qingshu resumed his old routine.

However, he didn't take Zhou Zhiruo with him, although Zhou Zhiruo cultivated Ling Bo Weibu, but after all, her cultivation was too low, and her cultivation time was short, so she simply let her stay in the Wudang faction.

As for Song Qingshu himself, it is not that Song Qingshu is proud, with his own cultivation, it is even more difficult for even a master among first-class masters to keep himself

In the valley, the sky was full of leaves, and Song Qingshu danced the three-foot Qingfeng sword, stabbing out dozens of swords in an instant. There was no sword shadow, and when the leaves fell, they had already split in half.

"Zhuangzi" said: The sword of the Son of Heaven transforms the world with Taoism; The sword of the princes, auxiliary to the emperor and the people; The sword of the common man is desperate and does not benefit anyone.

Song Qingshu's swordsmanship is undoubtedly the sword of the Shuren. Show it to be false, open it to benefit, then to send, first to come.

"The hall is full of three thousand guests, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states. Okay, good, sure enough, he is worthy of being the first disciple of the three generations of the Wudang faction, the shadowless sword, and his reputation is well deserved. At that moment, an unfamiliar voice rang out in the valley.

Song Qingshu didn't have any special reaction to this, not because of the previous experience, but because the person who came didn't hide his traces at all, and was discovered by Song Qingshu as soon as he got close.

"Spying on other people's martial arts training is a big taboo, and it's not a gentleman's doing. Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, but seeing that he was dressed in black, with a majestic figure, a bronze complexion, and a natural noble appearance, with sharp and angular lines, and sharp and deep eyes, he couldn't help but feel that he gave people a sense of oppression! Behind him was an old man who was over half a hundred years old. Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly.

"Oh, Song Shaoxia's words, I don't like to hear them. The person who came laughed evilly, "'The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister'." Besides, this valley is not the land of your Wudang faction, and I am not watching you practice martial arts, but why not enjoy the scenery here?"

After a pause, the man said, "Besides, who said I was a gentleman?"

"I see. Song Qingshu's simple four words made the complacent look stiffen.

"Presumptuous. At this moment, the old man beside the man roared angrily, and then his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Song Qingshu in an instant, raising his hand and slapping Song Qingshu with a palm.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, he didn't expect that someone would actually say that he would do it, and the speed was so fast, he didn't have time to think about it, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand stabbed the old man's chest with lightning speed.

The old man didn't expect Song Qingshu to react so quickly, but he scoffed at Song Qingshu's idea of exchanging injuries for injuries.

I didn't see any movement from him, but his body suddenly moved three feet to the left, just avoiding Song Qingshu's sword, but his palm was still the same towards Song Qingshu.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu had no choice but to raise his hand and greet him. However, looking at the old man's chilling palm style, Song Qingshu also knew that he would definitely not be able to please with his half-hung palm, so he used the softness of Wudang Mian's palm, but he wanted to use his strength to open a distance.

It's a pity that the idea is haode, but the so-called 'jihua can never catch up with change'.

Just when Song Qingshu was about to stay away, he heard the old man smile, and then the old man's palm suddenly emitted a huge suction, making Song Qingshu unable to get out.

And what is even more frightening is that Song Qingshu found that his internal strength was actually passing quickly.

At this time, if Song Qingshu didn't know what kind of martial arts the person was performing, he would simply find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Star Absorbing Dafa?"

For Song Qingshu's shout, the old man was even more surprised, although his set of martial arts had been created a long time ago, but he had never been famous. Only those close to him know, but they don't want to be told by this disciple of the Wudang Sect, how not to surprise the old man.

Looking at the old man's expression, Song Qingshu knew that he had guessed correctly, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. At the same time, I also have more horsepower in my mind and quickly think about ways to get out of trouble, otherwise after a long time, my hard-working cultivation of true qi may be going to 'make wedding clothes for others'.

The Dafa of Absorbing Stars is different from the Northern Pluto Divine Skill, which absorbs people's internal force in the way of "using the negative pole to attract the positive pole" (the route of the Northern Pluto Shengong is the opposite of the internal power of all schools).

Instead, it absorbs people's internal forces in an empty way (the Dafa of absorbing stars needs to make the dantian "always like a deep box, always like a deep valley").

The Northern Shengong is to absorb people's internal force by using the negative pole to attract the positive pole, and the deeper the internal force, the greater the suction force. The Dafa of Absorbing Stars is purely based on the capacity of one's own dantian, and it seems to have nothing to do with the depth of skill.

If you want to crack the Dafa of absorbing stars, one is to let the opponent mess up by himself, the internal force is out of control, and after a little luck, they will conflict with each other, and if the internal organs are cut by a knife, then naturally there is no need to worry about him absorbing them again; It's a pity that none of these are available for Song Qingshu.

Looking at the appearance of the old man, it doesn't look like his internal force is out of control, although his cultivation speed is not slow, but he can't be called strong in any case, although "Pure Yang Tongzi Gong" is good, but it is just relying on a refinement, what is the particularity there. For a time, Song Qingshu fell into the biggest crisis since his rebirth. If one is not good, it will make your previous efforts go to waste.