"Senior brother, I have learned this set of Taiyi Xuanmen sword to some extent...but after practicing for half a month, I still haven't seen any results. I think swordsmanship is not suitable for me."

The young man in gray clothes had a pair of dark circles under his eyes. He held the wooden sword in his hand carelessly, raised his head and looked at the other young man in white clothes on the tree, arched his eyebrows and smiled.

The young man in white clothes on the tree had his legs crossed, holding a fruit in his hand and chewing on it, but did not reply to him.

After eating, he slowly climbed down from the tree.

In addition to his swordsmanship, Song Qingshu's most improved skill was undoubtedly his tree-climbing skill.

Especially this half month.

Song Yuanqiao didn't know what was wrong with him and insisted on taking Zhang Wuji to play with him. Can he play with him? This guy is a son of the plane! He is destined to encounter a pair of bad luck, but he can turn the bad luck into good.

But it's hard to say.

If you don't have the protagonist's life, don't try to jump off the cliff. The protagonist will hang on a branch, break his leg at most, and then find the secret book of martial arts. And you, haha, will definitely be dead if you fall down.

Song Qingshu still has such self-awareness, so he will not do such stupid things.

He looked around at Zhang Wuji. This guy was about the same height as him. He had dark skin, probably because he stayed on the island all year round.

His personality is quite docile, but I'm afraid he has inherited a bit of Yin Susu's stubbornness, and he doesn't like to follow the routine.

"Wuji..." Song Qingshu put one hand behind his back and patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder with the other, imitating Song Yuanqiao's tone when he taught him a lesson, "Do you think this Taiyi Xuanmen Sword is very simple?

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"No, no, no, Wudang Kung Fu is profound and profound. Even if it's just a seemingly simple swordsmanship, I think it's very powerful." Zhang Wuji quickly waved his hand and said, although he and Song Qingshu had been together for half a month (eating and sleeping together, Song Yuanqiao was in Song Qingshu's case)

An extra bed was placed in his room), but he still couldn't figure out the temperament of Senior Brother Song.

I always feel that he is different from people of his own age. What he says and does makes people feel confused.

"I just don't think I can learn swordsmanship. Maybe I can learn boxing."

Zhang Wuji was not interested in swordsmanship. He learned many complicated internal skills from Xie Xun on Ice and Fire Island. Although they were just introductory techniques, he was well-informed and was naturally not a novice in martial arts who didn't understand anything.

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"I know."

Song Qingshu snorted, but secretly thought in his heart, I only know swordsmanship, so I can only teach you swordsmanship!

"Well then, I will teach you another swordsmanship called the Eight Immortals Sword." Song Qingshu turned a deaf ear to Zhang Wuji's request.

Zhang Wuji watched very speechlessly as Song Qingshu demonstrated the Eight Immortals Sword, then lay down on the stone and lazily basked in the sun.

Zhang Wuji picked up the wooden sword, but he only remembered the first few movements of the Eight Immortals Sword. Although his martial arts talent was also very high, it was divided into targets.

Who can learn a teaching method like Song Qingshu's! What's more, what he wants to learn is not swordsmanship!

The more Zhang Wuji thought about it, the angrier he became. He threw the wooden sword to the ground and said loudly: "Forget it if you don't want to teach me, why bother using this to perfunctory me. If you don't want to teach me, I'll tell the great uncle to stay away from you."

, so that you don’t get upset after seeing me.”

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji's angry look in surprise, but he had forgotten that the Zhang Wuji in front of him was not the leader of Zhang Da who would have unparalleled martial arts skills in the future, but was just a young boy now.

He had an idea and thought, why don't he take this opportunity to torture him a few times, otherwise he might not have a chance in the future?

Zhang Wuji became more and more angry as he thought about it, but Song Qingshu became more and more excited about it. After rational analysis, he felt that the plan was completely feasible.

If you don't bully the protagonist at this time, wouldn't you be ashamed of yourself for traveling through this time?

"Okay, very good." Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and clapped.

Zhang Wuji was stunned, but he didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd.

This senior brother is not a bad person, but he is a weirdo. In the past half month, except for martial arts training, he seems to be treating himself well. Occasionally he will take him to dig out bird's nests and catch wild boars, but he doesn't know the reason why Song Qingshu

I took him with me to avoid being punished by Song Yuanqiao.

He had wanted to do these "fun things in childhood" for a long time, but he was afraid of Song Yuanqiao's ruler and had never dared to take action. Now that he had an excellent shield, he naturally had to make good use of it.

While Zhang Wuji was puzzled, Song Qingshu had picked up the wooden sword and said, "You should have practiced some martial arts. Let's practice. If you win, senior brother, I will go to the second uncle and let him teach you martial arts."

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Zhang Wuji also knew that Yu Lianzhou, the second uncle among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, was the best in martial arts, but the great uncle first accepted him as a disciple of Zixiao Palace, and he was embarrassed to open his mouth and switch to the second uncle Chunyang Palace.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji had never seen Song Qingshu take action before, and he was also curious about how much this master's only son was worth.

Young people are always competitive and competitive, and Zhang Wuji is no exception.

I saw him putting on a standard stance, indicating that it was Xie Xun who taught him the long fist.

Changquan is widely spread in the world, and Zhang Wuji is not afraid of others seeing its flaws. Moreover, Wudang is not an outsider, so he is not afraid of leaking secrets.

"Okay, I'll use the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword to meet my junior brother for a while." Song Qingshu had a wicked smile on his face, but he didn't show off and struck Zhang Wuji with the sword.

It has to be said that Zhang Wuji has not practiced his kung fu in vain in the past few years. Although he is not as good as the third-rate realm, he is still far better than ordinary people. However, he is still far behind in front of "swordsman masters" like Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu didn't want to teach him, but just wanted to take the opportunity to beat him up, and he did it fiercely.

Zhang Wuji had also practiced the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, but when he used it from Song Qingshu's hand, it was like another swordsmanship. He had no idea where the next sword would hit him.

This was completely different from the swordsmanship routines he was familiar with.

Zhang Wuji was very passive, being pressed down and beaten by Song Qingshu. Every time the sword fell on him, it was like a ruler, lightly twitching, causing some pain, but leaving no scars.

After being beaten more than ten times in a row, Zhang Wuji was furious, but he had no choice but to do anything. Under Song Qingshu's dense offensive, he could only defend and then get beaten.

Fortunately, he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and Song Qingshu was very measured in his attacks and did not dare to really damage this "little ancestor".

The more Song Qingshu hit him, the happier he felt, and he felt an inexplicable joy in bullying the protagonist.

Zhang Wuji was upset after being beaten all the time. Suddenly he used his inner strength and hit Song Qingshu with the seven-injury fist taught by Xie Xun.

Song Qingshu felt bad. Although he had not yet mastered the Seven Injury Fist, but with the support of his strength over the past few years, if he got hit, he would be beaten to a bruised and swollen face, which would be very embarrassing.

So, he changed his sword posture and used the finger-winding soft sword technique. He avoided Zhang Wuji's punch, jumped behind him, and hit his forehead with the wooden sword.

Zhang Wuji was struck dizzy by the sword, took a few steps back, and suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted.

Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that he was going to use another trick, but he didn't expect Zhang Wuji to just stand there blankly after screaming.

After a while, a line of tears slowly flowed from those black eyes.

No way? Zhang Wuji cried after being beaten by him? Song Qingshu was speechless.

It turned out that Zhang Wuji felt extremely miserable when he thought about how his parents had both died and he was all alone, relying on others. Now he was being bullied and had no one to talk to or ask for help.

Song Qingshu didn't go to comfort him, he just squatted on the stone, quietly licked the dried fruits, and watched Zhang Wuji cry for a full half an hour.

He also admired this guy squatting on the spot, burying his head between his knees. If it were him, his feet would probably be numb from squatting.

Song Qingshu went over and poked him with his wooden sword, but found that he was motionless. It turned out that he was asleep.

I was about to wake him up, but what I didn't want to reach out to touch was something cold.

"Oops!" A bad expectation appeared in Song Qingshu's mind. Could this guy be sick?

But he didn't dare to delay and ran to call someone.

After hearing the news, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly ran over to take Zhang Wuji away, took him back to the inner hall of Zixiao Palace, and channeled the pure Yang internal energy for a while.

After a while, the Six Heroes of Wudang gathered together. Looking at Song Qingshu kneeling at the door, Yin Liting was suppressing a smile.

"What's wrong with you?" He seemed to be used to Song Qingshu's state.

Song Qingshu ignored him, but he was thinking in his heart that he was really stupid. He obviously knew that this guy was a bad guy, but he still played with him, even if it was to bully him... Now it felt so good, and he felt so good again

A lesson is indispensable.

Song Qingshu became more determined to never play with the protagonist.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the cold poison had been dispelled all over this child's body, but there was nothing that could be done about those three areas." Yu Lianzhou breathed out.

"This child was probably poisoned before he was kidnapped by the reckless man on the mountain. He has not been treated for a long time. The cold poison has invaded his three pubic areas on the top of his head, his heart, and his lower abdomen, but it cannot be resolved by external force."

Song Qingshu listened clearly outside the door and understood why the skills of Zhang Sanfeng and the five major disciples were not enough to dispel the power of the Xuanming Divine Palm. It turned out that the cold poison had invaded his three Dantians.

Yes, there are three Dantians in the upper, middle and lower parts of the body for warriors to practice, which are called Zifu, Jianggong and Huangting respectively. The cultivation methods of Zifu and Jianggong only exist in legends, and most practitioners are Huang Ting.

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Since all the internal energy of the whole body is gathered in Huangting, it is also called Qihai Dantian.

The reason why the cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body cannot be dispelled by external force is precisely because the cold poison has soaked into these three areas of his Dantian.

"The only plan now is to rely on himself." Song Yuanqiao sighed, not expecting that the fifth brother's only son would not survive.

It is said that you have to rely on yourself, but unless you practice the Nine-Yang Magic Art of Zhiyang Zhigang, you have a chance to resolve the cold poison from within and extend your life.

The Nine-Yang Divine Skill has long been lost, and the Pure-Yang Wuji Skill created by Zhang Sanfeng is only a part of it.

This part alone is completely insufficient.

Although Zhang Sanfeng had taught Zhang Wuji the martial arts a long time ago, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is not a healing chapter in the Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu, but a type that emphasizes gradual progress and the more you practice, the stronger you become.

Zhang Wuji could only rely on them to channel his inner energy and practice Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu to maintain his life, but it was only getting better every day.
Chapter completed!