"Amitabha, I wonder what the Song Alliance Lord needs to do to help you?" Kong Wen asked.

"Yes, the leader of the Song League just said that as long as Lao Ni can do it, he will not hesitate to go to the soup. "Although the exterminator has a withdrawn personality, he is very decent, especially in dealing with the Yuan Dynasty.

This can be seen from the arrangement of Zhou Zhiruo before the fall of Wan'an Temple in the original work.

"It's simple. Song Qingshu glanced at everyone and said, "In the past six months, the battle between the imperial court and the martial arts has been won and defeated, we have lost a lot of good players, and the imperial court has not taken any advantage, and many of them have not died, but have been imprisoned in the sect by you. ”

After a pause, seeing that everyone was listening carefully, Song Qingshu said again, "What I need your help is to escort all these imprisoned first-class and second-rate masters to Wudang, and I will use them to improve my cultivation." ”

"The Song Alliance Master needs a first-class, second-rate master of innocent novels?" The exterminator was puzzled at the moment, and pointed to everyone present and said, "With so many people present, can't you still be satisfied?"

When the others heard this, they also nodded, although the people present did not include all the masters of the rivers and lakes, but at least half of them, so many people, and the masters who were still escorted and imprisoned to come, naturally made everyone puzzled.

However, the Wudang Seven Heroes have some understanding of what Song Qingshu wants to do at this moment, they know that Song Qingshu turned to the Northern Shengong because of the broken dantian, and they also have some understanding of this divine skill. Carries sufficient internal forces. And there is enough internal force for oneself to absorb. Practicing this martial art can be said to be a thousand miles in a day.

But this martial art to absorb other people's internal force to achieve oneself, it sounds very evil, Wudang Seven Heroes is not that kind of defender, naturally I don't care, but others maybe, seeing Song Qingshu show in front of so many people, I can't help but worry about him. Once people know that he is absorbing other people's internal force to cultivate, I am afraid that he will provoke people to shout and beat.

Simply because Song Qingshu also knew that his cultivation was easy to be misunderstood, so he pushed it to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "The first-class masters present are enough, but there will be a loss as soon as you gain it, just like the disintegration of the heavenly demons**, although you will improve yourself in a short time, but in the end, you will inevitably die, and my method is no exception." It's just because of the means left by Master Tai that he is just a big loss of vitality. At the same time, a part of the damage is transferred to these people. ”

"I see, the Lord of the Song League don't have to worry, as long as we can do our part to kill the Hai Gonggong, we are willing to hurt us. "Exterminator Taidao.

Seeing that the others also nodded, Song Qingshu knew that they didn't understand what they meant, so he said, "If only this were the case, but things are not like this, once the means left by Master Tai are used, these first-class, second-rate masters will be exhausted, become wasted, or even die." ”

As soon as Song Qingshu's voice fell, in an instant, the entire Zixiao Palace was silent, almost audible when a needle dropped, and the people who were scrambling before lowered their heads and closed their mouths, secretly regretting it in their hearts.

People are life-sparing, it's better to die than to live, and if it is just a big injury, it's just a big injury, but for a person in the martial arts, becoming a waste person is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Song Qingshu naturally knew this, and he didn't mean to blame and persecute everyone, so he immediately diverted the topic and said, "Although the first-class masters of the enemy in prison may not be enough, the quality is insufficient, the quantity makes up for it, and there are a large number of second-rate masters, so it is enough." ”

Seeing that Song Qingshu did not ask himself and the others to act according to their previous promises, everyone was naturally grateful, and patted their chests one after another, they must get this matter done, even if there is no one, they will also catch a few. For this, Song Qingshu naturally expressed his gratitude.

Naturally, the guests and hosts were happy, and then everyone discussed when to escort the people here, how much time it would take for Song Qingshu to complete the secret method, where and when to make an appointment with Gonggong Hai, and so on.

After the discussion, everyone did not continue to stay in Wudang, but returned to the sect one after another to escort the imprisoned court masters, and those who did not have it were also ready to take one or two black hands.

At the same time, Song Yuanqiao sent people to send war posts to Dadu, and fought with Gonggong Hai on August 15 on the shore of the East China Sea.

Then Song Qingshu returned to the retreat in the back mountain, and at the same time, the court masters who were imprisoned in Wudang were also sent here, and the next thing Song Qingshu had to do was to continue to absorb the internal strength of these people and turn them into his own use.

Originally, Song Qingshu didn't need to retreat, but firstly, he is now a top master, and the object of absorbing internal force is at most a first-class peak, and the internal force absorbed is not as pure as his own, and it needs to be constantly purified, and secondly, since he has decided to fight a decisive battle with Hai Gonggong, he naturally has to sort out his martial arts.

Soon, thousands of miles away in Dadu, Gonggong Hai received a battle post from Song Qingshu.

"What a little brute, I really don't know how thick the sky is. ”

Gonggong Hai took the battle post and laughed angrily, and his hand, which was not holding anything, slapped heavily on the table on the side, and the whole building trembled, and the table case was blown by the wind, turned into powder, and drifted away.

The red-robed eunuch standing below trembled, but still stubbornly asked, "Father-in-law, do you want to agree?"

"Promise, why don't you agree?" said Hai Gonggong suspiciously, "Since I want to die, I will fulfill him." ”

"Yes, I'll reply. After the red-robed eunuch finished speaking, he wanted to withdraw.

"Wait a minute. "Hai Gong is fair," after going down, take a good look, although I am not afraid, but I can't fall into the trap of the other party in ignorance. ”

"Do a good job and don't be negligent. ”

"Yes, please rest assured, the child will do it. ”

Originally, there was a lot of hustle and bustle, and the war-torn rivers and lakes calmed down all of a sudden, the people in the martial arts no longer sneaked attack, and the imperial court no longer made big moves, and it seemed that all of a sudden the two sides were at peace with each other, and they made peace. However, the calm atmosphere was a bit oppressive.

The whole world knows what's going on, because the battle in the East China Sea on August 15 is not only related to the rise and fall of the entire martial arts, but also affects the overall situation of the world.

If Song Qingshu defeats Gonggong Hai, then Wulin will launch a major counteroffensive, and the rebel armies in various places will also take advantage of the situation to pursue, and the already stormy imperial court is afraid that it will collapse.

And if Hai Gonggong wins, then what awaits the entire rivers and lakes is a bloody massacre, and those who follow the prosperity and those who rebel will die, and as for the overthrow of the Yuan Dynasty and the expulsion of the Tartars, it is even more far away. (To be continued......)