Chapter 202 Empty Wisdom on Wudang

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng say this, and then looking at his teasing expression, everyone also felt a burst of urgency, and it was expected that Song Qingshu would really catch up with them next time.

And these of them, as uncles and masters, are surpassed by him one by one, although they all like to see their juniors excellent, but when he is so good that he surpasses himself, he will always feel a burst of urgency, whether it is for the sake of face or what, everyone is eager to go back and step up their practice.

So everyone didn't say anything more, and after saluting Zhang Sanfeng, they all turned around and left.

Looking at the figure of everyone leaving, Zhang Sanfeng smiled with satisfaction, after Song Qingshu's stimulation, I think everyone should work harder, it is conceivable that in the near future, the Wudang faction will once again add a few top masters, Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao, and Song Qingshu in front of him.

Even without himself, I think Wudang should be able to keep pace with Shaolin in the future, Zhang Sanfeng thought secretly. At the same time, thinking of the feeling of wanting to break through the world when he broke through the innate nature, Zhang Sanfeng felt creepy, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. Wudang has always been supported by himself, if there is no himself, Wudang has not grown up, and it will be a disaster at that time, but now seeing his own disciples, Zhang Sanfeng is at ease.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world.

Spring goes to winter and comes again, flowers bloom again, and in the blink of an eye, it is time for everything to wither and snow to cover.

The winter is cold, and the stone green path outside the window is slightly wet, and there is a hidden snow condensation. The sun on the horizon is harmonious, and the snow is at first sight. But it's a rare good day.

For Wudang. It has been a quiet and unquiet year. The calm is because it is a year in which big or small things don't matter. What is not calm is that the entire Wudang faction, up and down, don't know what stimulation they are under, and they all start practicing frantically.

The Wudang Seven Heroes basically fell into a state of retreat, and Song Qingshu basically spent time in the back mountains. The Wudang faction's big and small things were all managed by Yue Feng, Xu Guzi and others.

But on this day, the arrival of a group of people disturbed the purity of Wudang.

Wudang Mountain, Xie Jian Pavilion.

A group of monks in purple robes walked over under the guidance of an old monk with nine ring scars on his head.

"Everyone, please stay. Just as everyone approached the Sword Pavilion, a group of Taoist priests wearing gray Taoist robes appeared. If the first person is not Li Zhichang, who is it?

"Amitabha, the old Shaolin Kongzhi, led his disciples to visit Wudang Song Yuanqiao Song Daxia, if you have something to discuss, please pass through. One of the leading monks folded his hands and sang a Buddha trumpet.

"What, Shaolin Kongzhi?" Li Zhichang exclaimed, and then hurriedly saluted, "Li Zhichang, a disciple of the Wudang Seven Heroes Yin Li Pavilion, doesn't know if it's the rude of the Kongzhi Divine Monk Jinmian, please forgive me." ”

"Amitabha, those who don't know are not to blame. The little donor is serious. "Kong Zhi said," and asked the little donor to report it quickly. Let's just say that Kong Zhi has something important to discuss with Song Daxia. ”

"Okay, please wait a minute, Master. Seeing this, Li Zhichang knew that Kong Zhi seemed to be in a hurry, so he hurriedly replied, and then turned to the disciples beside him and said, "You lead the master to follow, and when you go to Zixiao Palace, I will report it first." Then he turned his head to Kong Zhi and said, "Master, I'm out of company." ”

"Amitabha, little donor, please. "Sora Wisdom said.

Li Zhichang nodded, then turned around and rushed to Zixiao Palace.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

As I said earlier, the Seven Heroes of Wudang have all retreated, leaving their disciples to manage Wudang. At this time, when Li Zhichang came to Zixiao Palace, he obviously couldn't see Song Yuanqiao and the others, so he could only consult with Yue Feng, Xuguzi and others.

"Senior brothers, Shaolin Kongzhi is leading the Shaolin disciples to Zixiao Palace, and they say by name that they want to discuss major matters with the master, what should we do now?" Li Zhichang explained the matter, and then asked.

"Shaolin Kongzhi?"

"Shaolin Kongzhi?"

Listening to Li Zhichang's words, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, if other people came, it would be nothing to be received by them, but empty wisdom was not good, he was one of the four great monks of Shaolin, and his status in Shaolin was equivalent to the Wudang Seven Heroes, if there was no suitable person to come out to receive it, it would not make sense.

It's just that now the Wudang Seven Heroes have handed over everything to the disciples to manage, firstly, because they want to calm down and understand martial arts, and secondly, they also want to exercise the next generation.

Shaolin Kongzhi came to visit, saying that it was a big event, and it was not a big event, and it was not a big deal, and everyone was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"I think it's better to go and invite the senior brother. At this time, Chu Duan suggested.

"Senior brother, please, isn't Senior Brother also in retreat in the back mountain?" Yue Feng and the others were stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"I met Zhiruo's nephew yesterday, and she said that the senior brother came back from the back mountain, and I think it should still be there now. Chu Duan said.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go, if we wait for the senior brother to leave again, then we will have to cry. "Qingxu Dao.

"Let's go. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Let's go. ”

Then a rush of footsteps sounded, and some disciples who were practicing saw Yue Feng and the others rushing towards Song Qingshu's small courtyard.

"Hey, Senior Brother Yue Feng, what's wrong with them?"

"Who knows, I'm afraid something big will happen. ”

"I think so, otherwise why be in such a hurry. ”

Let's focus on the Song Qingshu courtyard again.

Watching Zhou Zhiruo finish performing a set of 'Orchid Whisk Acupoint Hands', Song Qingshu clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Okay, Zhiruo you are good, not only broke through to the realm of third-rate masters, but also practiced the 'Orchid Whisk Acupoint Hand' to the point of perfection, well, you have lived up to the expectations of being a teacher." ”

"It's all the master's teaching, and the disciple is just a little diligent. Zhou Zhiruo said modestly.

"Well, my family knows about my own family affairs, and what I have always pursued as a teacher is 'the master leads you into the door, and the practice is in the individual', but I didn't give you much guidance, everything is due to your efforts. Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled, "Okay, I'm going back to the back mountain as a teacher, so you can do it yourself." ”

After speaking, Song Qingshu turned around and wanted to leave. At this moment, Yue Feng and the others hurried over, and when they saw Song Qingshu who was about to leave, they hurriedly said, "Senior brother, please stay." ”

Song Qingshu paused, turned around, and saw Yue Feng and the others actually coming together, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Senior Brother Yue Feng, Senior Brother Xuguzi, why are you here?"

"We are looking for Senior Brother to discuss something. Everyone quickened their pace and came to Song Qingshu.

"What is the matter with me?" Song Qing asked with a blank expression. (To be continued......)