"Aren't you the king of the Golden Snake?" Song Yuanqiao explained, "Taoist Huang Mu and Mr. Golden Snake were good friends at that time. Later, because of Mr. Golden Snake, he was arrested by the five poisons cult and put in prison for more than ten years. Later, when Yuan Chengzhi broke into the five poisons cult, he was rescued by the disciples."

Song Qingshu had a vague impression. At the beginning, Jiao Wan'er's Jinlong gang was forced by Min Zihua of Xiandu school.

In retrospect, the martial arts of those people of Xiandu sect are not very popular. Taoist Huang Mu has been imprisoned by the five poison sect for decades, and his martial arts are not very good.

Being reminded by this, he thinks of Jiao Wan'er instead. Thinking of the intense stimulation that Luo Liru almost found in her room before, song Qingshu can't help sighing that it was too ridiculous a few years ago.

After all, his martial arts are far worse than that of the Taoist in ghost mountain manor.

"Is there anyone else?" Song Qingshu continued.

"There are also several sects. Master Tai you traveled all over the world in those years and helped many people in Taoism. Many of them have been instructed by his old people, so there are many other sects in Wudang..." song Yuanqiao tells us one by one which sects he came to the mountain this time.

After listening carefully for a long time, song Qingshu always thinks that this is suspicious and that is suspicious. On the contrary, no one is really suspicious.

Song Yuanqiao personally leads the way, but song Qingshu's elegant style is not bad, but Shen Bijun's beauty is beyond words. Many young Taoists on the mountain see her as a whole, and they blush and can't speak.

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said, "these little Taoists are not clean."

Song Yuanqiao's old face is always red. He always feels that these people have lost the Wudang pie's face: "they are weak in skill and steady in nature, and find an opportunity to teach their younger brothers a good lesson."

As he said this, he glared at the younger generation on the side of the road, which scared everyone away. The commotion on this side soon attracted the attention of the others. Yu Lianzhou and others came to recognize song Qingshu, and they were both surprised and delighted: "Qingshu, how are you here?"

Although song Qingshu and the Wudang school had a little bit of trouble in the past, what song Qingshu had done in recent years could be regarded as fame and fortune. Even Zhang Sanfeng praised them several times. What's more, several Wudang heroes were trapped in the kingdom of Jin before. Thanks to his help, the old enmity has disappeared.

Song Qingshu asked Shen Bijun to pay a visit to his uncles and explain what he had come for. After hearing their faces change, he hurried to the bamboo yard where Master Houshan lived.

Several people soon came to the back hill courtyard. Song Qingshu said, "are there any guests in the grand master's room?"

Yu Lianzhou replied, "it's Taoist priest Chongxu." At the same time, I can't help admiring. I can feel that there are other people in the room so far away. This skill is really shocking.

Song Qingshu was relieved because Zhao Min almost killed Wudang. He was worried that Zhang Sanfeng's plot would happen again. However, he was relieved to hear that the room was filled with emptiness.

Although he had several grudges with Chongxu, he had no problem with Chongxu's character. In addition, he was the only one in Wudang's five outlooks who got Zhang Sanfeng's advice except for the seven swordsmen. At most, others got Zhang Sanfeng's advice, but Chongxu got a complete inheritance of Taiji sword.

Although there is no apprentice's name, there is apprentice's reality. How can such a person who is rooted in Miao Hong do anything against Wudang?

"I don't know who is the master of this school?" The door opened slowly. In a trance, everyone seemed to hear a stream of fairy music, and a Taoist with immortal spirit came out slowly.

Song Yuanqiao and others saluted in a hurry: "see you master."

Yu Lianzhou said: "it's Qingshu who has come back."

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng had already seen song Qingshu. He couldn't help laughing and said, "from reality to emptiness, from truth to simplicity, I should be a hermit. I didn't expect that it was you. Last time I left, Qingshu seemed to have improved a lot."

Wudang chivalrous men admire and marvel at this. They admire master's skill. They can see that there are top experts coming from a distance across the room. They marvel that song Qingshu's martial arts are so highly praised by master. I'm afraid there are few rivals at that time.

Song Qingshu saluted in a hurry: "to see taishifu, my little trick is just the light of firefly, which can't compare with Taishigong's bright moon."

Zhang Sanfeng could not help stroking his snow-white beard: "your father is modest and dull, but you are a big slicker."

When he spoke, he noticed Shen Bijun beside him. He couldn't help but wonder: "this girl..."

Song Qingshu pulled Shen Bijun in a hurry and said, "I'll see you soon."

With so many elders present, what's more, Shen Bijun is now faced with a legendary immortal like figure. Shen Bijun's heart is beating wildly. He quickly salutes respectfully: "Bijun has met the grand master."

Zhang Sanfeng's smile stagnated slightly. He was over 100 years old, and he could see the relationship between them at a glance. He thought that he had married him and miss Ren of the sun moon god cult in Golden Snake camp. Unexpectedly, he brought back a different but equally beautiful girl.

Ah, if I had this ability when I was young, I would not have kept the bronze arhat in my arms for a hundred years

After all, Zhang Sanfeng is an extraordinary person. After so many years, he has already looked at these things in his early years. When he was slightly shocked, he responded: "girl, please get up quickly."

Without any action, Shen Bijun suddenly felt that a soft force had lifted him up, and he could not help admiring this kind-hearted elder.

At this time, song Qingshu saw Chong Xu standing on Zhang Sanfeng's side and gave a quick salute: "I've seen Taoist priest Chong Xu. I offended him a lot in those years. I hope Taoist priest don't blame me."

Taoist priest Chongxu is older than the seven chivalrous swordsmen of Wudang. He and Zhang Sanfeng forget their old age. Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng passed on his martial arts, but he didn't accept him as a disciple. In terms of seniority, this gift must be worthy.

Chong Xu said with a smile: "Qingshu is serious. It's really a shame to say that you were defeated at the top of Mount Tai in those years. Afterwards, I realized that Guan Qiao was still a little unconvinced. But I've already been unconvinced since I've seen your martial arts become more and more advanced over the years, and I'm greatly admired."

"In the first battle of the junior high school, my nephew was young and frivolous, and he took advantage first. It's not worth counting." Song Qingshu secretly admires him. Taoist Chongxu is really a very generous and calm person. No wonder the arrogant Ren I Xing in the original book highly praises his bearing.

Chong Xu said with a smile: "if you lose, you will lose. What's more, I later learned that you didn't hesitate to pollute your reputation in order to get close to assassinating the Qing emperor. All that remained in my heart was admiration."

"You two don't flatter each other," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile. "However, your saying has touched my mind. My carefully developed Taiji sword was broken by your boy's move. Now that I have perfected that flaw, let's compare and see if you can break it now."