If the beggars don't come, Song Qingshu doesn't know the demand for the beggars' exercises. On Wudang Mountain, Song Qingshu can be said to be a learner, whether it is Wudang Jiuyang Gong or Zongyun Ladder, Song Qingshu can be said to be able to take it with his hands, although this is largely related to his identity, but in Song Qingshu's memory of learning with Wudang disciples every year, it is obvious that the three generations of Wudang disciples will know these exercises.

In contrast, the kung fu of the beggar gang is too self-cherishing, far less than the sudden atmosphere on Wudang Mountain. Of course, this may also be related to the small number of disciples in Wudang and the beggar gang disciples all over the world.

Retracting his thoughts and hearing Wang Kun's answer, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh a little. If the law is not passed on to six ears, you think that two people and four ears will give you martial arts.

"You're a scholar, you don't understand what I mean, right?", after thinking about it, Song Qingshu said slowly.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Wang Kun was silent, he had been in the middle of his family for so many years, even if he became a beggar, he had never begged anyone. Being able to say the previous sentence is also because he is used to the beggars, and his skin has thickened a lot.

And the young man's words are like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the heart, and the sword is bloody.

"You are a reader" and "a reader", these three words have been echoing in Wang Kun's mind, showing his teeth and claws, and he is unscrupulous.

For a moment, Wang Kun imagined that when he was a teenager, he waved his shirt and walked away.

But in the night, the person opposite was a teenager, and he was no longer a teenager. When he thought of that person living behind the scenes, causing his family to be ruined, his heart was like dripping blood, and his heart was unforgettable.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. I was ruined, and I have long been cut off from the imperial examination, except for practicing martial arts to avenge blood, what other way out?

Thinking of this, Wang Kun gritted his teeth, knelt down, and then put his hands on the ground, "Knock, knock, knock", and directly kowtowed three times.

"Please teach me martial arts"!

No one is a savior, and Song Qingshu will never easily pass on his exercises to others just because of a few words.

However, at the moment when Wang Kun knelt down, he was blessed to his heart, and a spiritual spring poured into Song Qingshu's heart. After thinking about it for a while, Song Qingshu had a plan in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, and just said lightly: "You raise your head"!

With three points of fear, three points of hope, and four points of indescribable feelings, as soon as Wang Kun looked up, he saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

The colors in his eyes seemed to have a wonderful melody that made him sink into it.

Soul Shifting Dafa!

Since being rescued by Shan Zhan, in addition to the kung fu in marksmanship, Song Qingshu has been practicing the Nine Yin True Scripture. The first is the I Ching Bone Forging Chapter, and the second is this soul transfer Dafa.

This "Soul Shifting Dafa" is purely the induction of the power of the soul, and if the other party's mind is fixed, this method is often invalid. If the opponent's internal force is higher, it will be pushed back, and the caster will be restrained by it. The two of them compete, if the caster's martial arts are stronger, then the fists and feet are enough to win, there is no need to use this method, if the skill is not enough, but do not dare to use it rashly. Although this method is profound and sophisticated, it is not very useful when facing the enemy.

But at this moment, it is just right to deal with Wang Kun.

Holding his breath, "Who are you?", Song Qingshu controlled his tone and asked gently.

“... King...... Kun". In a trance, Wang Kun faintly felt that something was wrong, but this struggle disappeared in a flash.

Song Qingshu is calm and quiet, everything is easy to get, and if it is successful, he is lucky, and he attaches more importance to the perception of the Dafa of Soul Transfer.

"It seems that the first moment is the most demanding and energy-intensive. Song Qingshu said secretly, the moment he first cast the Soul Shifting Dafa, he almost instantly hollowed out nearly half of the internal force in his body, and this was still when Wang Kun had little defense.

If you deal with an opponent who is similar to yourself, I am afraid that it has not yet started, and your internal strength will be exhausted. Song Qingshu was secretly on guard.

"Do you remember me?", Song Qingshu also knew that it was best to take it step by step at the beginning and try to ask some marginal questions.

"You're Yange. Wang Kun blurted out.

Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and everything was getting better.

"From now on, you have to remember this face, this person ......".

............

Under the narration of Song Qingshu, a short story was buried in Wang Kun's heart.

Under what circumstances do people feel grateful to others?

People often say that sending carbon in the snow, it doesn't have to be meticulous care on weekdays, as long as you do a small thing at a critical time, it can affect the life of others. After Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, didn't he always forget the bowl of pearl jade and white jade soup? .

Perhaps Song Qingshu was in Wang Kun's memory, but he just handed over a bun when he was at his most hungry. Maybe Song Qingshu just gave him a straw pile when he was at his coldest time. But Song Qingshu believes that this kind of kindness is stronger than many family and friendships.

After using the Soul Transfer Dafa, the internal force in Song Qingshu's body suddenly emptied, and Wang Kun also fainted directly, as for the effect, it will have to wait until tomorrow to be tested by time.

The action just now was also Song Qingshu's temporary idea, if he really wanted to teach Wang Kun anything, Wudang's exercises would be eliminated first, after all, this was not something he held. Then only the Nine Yin True Scripture and some of his understanding of marksmanship remained. Considering the environment in which Wang Kun lives, the goal is very clear. It takes him a certain amount of time to master the marksmanship he has learned, and then evolve it into stick skills.

Wang Kun seems to have a lot of popularity among the ordinary disciples of the Xiangyang Beggar Gang. Maybe it's nothing, but from popularity to prestige, it's just a step away, as long as someone is behind it.

The sticks learned by the ordinary disciples of the beggars are uneven, so can there be one person who conforms to the will of the people and can unify this force?

And this is Song Qingshu's ambition. Wang Kun is his refraction of the beggars when he is not in the beggar gang.

Alone among the beggar gang, there is only one name of the elder of the Gonggong, which is still insufficient compared to Shi Yitian, not to mention the dragon who stands at the far end, controls the leader of the beggar gang, and is quite like Cao Cao who coerces the Son of Heaven to order the princes.

Song Qingshu was afraid that he was accidentally controlled by someone in this power struggle, and besides, in this martial arts exercise, who was the assassin against him, he also wanted to know......

Hehe, there is a saying: It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Then the requirements of this stick law must have the following points. Song Qingshu's thoughts were flying, and he tried his best to list the things he could think of.

The first thing that needs to be ensured is the power of the stick method, at least it must be obvious to be able to see the gap with the miscellaneous stick method that the beggar gang disciples have learned now.

Second, it needs to be time-sensitive, at least this stick method does not require everyone to work hard for ten years to achieve initial results.

As for these, Song Qingshu roughly had an idea in his heart.