The two entered the passage, walked for a while, and saw a secret room. There was a plaque hanging at the top of the secret room with the four words "Xiaoyao Wuji" written on it.

Zhao Min took the initiative and said for some reason, "I did not build this secret room, but it originally existed. This village was originally called 'Xiaoyao Village'. The previous owner was a martial arts elder. It is said that he was defeated decades ago.

In the hands of Master Zhang, I lived in seclusion here and ended my remaining life."

Xiaoyao? These two words reminded Song Qingshu of a very powerful existence - Xiaoyao Sect. However, Xiaoyao Sect was originally a reclusive sect and kept a low profile, so it disappeared a hundred years ago. Song Qingshu had also inquired about relevant information before, but only

Sporadic remnants can be learned from ancient books.

Is this Green Willow Village also related to the descendants of Xiaoyao Sect? Otherwise, why is it called "Xiaoyao Village"?

But there was only a floor-standing copper lamp in the secret room, and nothing else, so there was no trace to be found. Song Qingshu didn't want to ask Zhao Min more questions. This woman was full of tricks, and the information she took the initiative to tell was 100% up to no good.

"She said that this person had been defeated by the Grand Master in his early years, but he had never heard of it." Song Qingshu thought to himself, but it was not surprising when he thought about it. After all, Zhang Sanfeng rarely mentioned things about his youth.

Back in the courtyard, the eight servants were about to take action, but when they heard Zhao Min drink, they retreated without saying a word.

Zhao Min is quite capable of calling these eight first-rate masters around.

Seeing that she kept her promise, Song Qingshu nodded slightly. Then he exerted force on his feet and jumped into the pool with a flying step. Then he stepped on the lotus leaf a little, like a dragonfly touching the water, and uprooted three or five Lingfu daffodils with his hand.

"Tsk, tsk, Master Song, you are really capable of destroying flowers with your hands!" Zhao Min returned to his cunning look.

Song Qingshu ignored her and held the rhizome of Lingfu in his hand, then scraped off the scales with his sword and placed them in the clear water.

After mixing the antidote, Song Qingshu fed it to Yang Xiao, and he soon woke up.

"Master Song is really a master of medicine. He knows how to detoxify without any personal guidance. I admire him!"

"Hey, you are such a heartless woman, you are still making sarcastic remarks, let's see if I don't tear your mouth to pieces!" Wei Yixiao, who had regained consciousness, was furious and was about to get up and attack.

The eight first-rate masters all stood in front of Zhao Min, protecting her, looking at her with eager eyes.

"Bat King!" Yang Xiao stretched out his hand to signal him to calm down, and then looked at Song Qingshu for instructions.

Song Qingshu fed the Wusan people the antidote and said, "I have obtained the things. You have all detoxified, so it is not appropriate to use your strength. In addition to these eight masters in Green Willow Villa, there may be ambushes, or

It’s best to withdraw first.”

Yang Xiao nodded. Except for the unexpected poisoning of everyone, everything else was in Song Qingshu's original plan. Although he didn't know how he became immune to the drug, Yang Xiao didn't want to ask more questions since the goal had been achieved.

"Princess Zhao Min, I won't embarrass you today. For your life-saving grace that day, we are now reconciled." Song Qingshu said to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min stood on the pavilion, with his hands behind his back facing everyone, "Song Qingshu, don't you want the black jade intermittent ointment?"

Song Qingshu suddenly raised the hairpin in his hand, and the two huge pearls shone brightly.

"You!" At some point, the hairpin on Zhao Min's head was actually taken off by him, "Does Master Song have something in mind for the little girl? Why did he steal someone else's hairpin?"

If someone who didn't know about it saw her coy and shy look, they would probably believe her.

Song Qingshu ignored her and turned around and walked out.

"Princess, are you going to let them go like this?" a servant asked.

Zhao Min raised the corner of his mouth and said, "He can't escape my grasp. Come on, let's go to the front and wait for him."

On the other side, Song Qingshu returned to the place where the Mingjiao people stayed, and saw a large group of Yuan soldiers and horses from a distance. There were about hundreds of Yuan soldiers, with their bows and arrows bent, and they were besieging the Five Elements Flag.

Since all the Mingjiao masters were absent and many Five Elements Banner disciples were injured, they fell into a bitter battle.

"Ruijin Banner attacks to the northeast, and Flood Banner moves to the southwest to outflank." A clear voice came from the crowd, it was Xiao Zhao.

It turned out that when she saw that the group was leaderless, she stepped forward to take command. She was really talented in arranging troops, so the remaining brave soldiers of the Mingjiao were able to hold on to this day.

Yang Xiao flew over and slapped a Yuan army general to death. Seeing the opportunity, the five soldiers also stepped forward to kill the Yuan soldiers. Hundreds of Yuan soldiers originally surrounded the grove, but at this time, they were rushed and killed outside. These Yuan soldiers were killed.

Surprisingly, the army did not collapse, but counterattacked.

"It seems that these are the elites of Yuan Ting!" Peng Yingyu said while slashing with the long knife she snatched.

Ordinary Yuan soldiers would flee without fighting when they saw masters like them, and only a handful of Yuan soldiers dared to risk their lives.

Wu Xing Banner saw the drastic changes in the surrounding area and saw the figures of Yang Xiao and others. He was overjoyed and hurriedly cooperated inside and outside to break up the Yuan army's encirclement.

There was another round of fighting, and the remaining hundreds of Yuan soldiers fled in panic, leaving corpses on the ground.

"Xiao Zhao, you have made great achievements this time." Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes and deliberately emphasized the word "great achievements" in his tone.

"Ahem." Song Qingshu coughed twice, intending to remind Yang Xiao that Xiao Zhao was no longer his maid.

Yang Xiao had forgotten about this. In the past, he suspected that Xiao Zhao was used to it and could not change it for a while.

"Master Yang, I have obtained the black jade intermittent ointment. Once I cure my sixth uncle, we will go our separate ways after passing Chang'an."

Yang Xiao nodded. The reason why he helped Song Qingshu so much was to repay his favor. After all, he was also the savior of the Ming Cult.

Song Qingshu came to Yin Liting with the hairpin and saw two people taking care of him.

One little girl is Yang Buhui, and the one on the other side is a young man with a dark face.

When he saw the person coming, the dark-faced young man's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but he seemed to be worried, so he stopped talking.

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "You are Wuji, right?"

Zhang Wuji smiled, showing a row of white teeth, and stood up and said: "Senior Brother Song, I didn't expect that you still remember me after not seeing me for so many years."

Song Qingshu patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Wuji, it seems that you have also had an adventure. You have actually resolved the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm, and you have also acquired peerless martial arts."

Zhang Wuji, a novice, did not doubt why Song Qingshu knew these things. He was undefended against Song Qingshu and other Wudang people.

"Brother Song, who harmed Uncle Sixth?" Zhang Wuji asked indignantly.

After he woke up, he found Yang Buhui, and then saw Yin Liting who was seriously injured and unconscious. He carefully investigated and found that Yin Liting's limbs had been crushed, and the injuries were exactly the same as those of his third uncle Yu Daiyan.

"Shaolin Vajra Finger, could it be that someone from Shaolin secretly attacked the Sixth Master?" Zhang Wuji also knew that this was the work of the "Defense Vajra Finger".

It's just that the people in the Shaolin Temple who know this martial art are all famous monks who have attained Taoism for a long time. It is impossible for them to do this to Yin Liting.

Song Qingshu shook his head, "Of course it was not done by Shaolin. There is a Vajra Sect in the martial arts in the Western Regions, which was created by the Shaolin traitor Huo Gong Tutuo. This powerful Vajra Finger is the famous stunt of this Vajra Sect."

Yang Xiao nodded when he heard the words "King Kong Sect" and said, "This King Kong Sect disappeared from the world ten years ago. We all thought he was exterminated, but unexpectedly he defected to Yuan Ting."

Song Qingshu had already pointed out the Yuan court's conspiracy, so once such an incident occurred, it would be easy to associate it with the imperial court.

"Ten years ago, Yuan Ting deliberately asked this Vajra Sect monk to destroy his third uncle's limbs with his powerful Vajra Finger, and secretly sowed the relationship between Wudang and Shaolin, as well as the grievances between the six sects and the Mingjiao...

It's all a snipe and a clam fighting for the fisherman's profit."

At that moment, Song Qingshu told Zhang Wuji all the details.

"That's it." Zhang Wuji understood in his heart, and pointed at Yin Liting and said, "I wonder if Senior Brother Song can save Uncle Yin Sixth."

"That's why I came here." Song Qingshu knelt down and twisted the huge pearl on his hairpin, revealing a packet of powder.

After Xiao Zhao mixed it thoroughly with water, it turned into a black and sticky substance.

"This is black jade breaking ointment, which can regenerate severed limbs. It is also the unique secret recipe of the Vajra Sect." Song Qingshu said, and carefully applied the ointment to the broken bone of Yin Liting's arm.

Song Qingshu applied the golden needle again, and Yin Liting woke up in a moment. Yin Liting only felt a numbness in his arm, as if there were ants crawling across it. He wanted to raise his hand to grab it, but he remembered that he was already a disabled person.

Wait! Yin Liting suddenly realized something was wrong. His arm actually felt pain!

When he looked up again, he saw a dark-faced boy first, followed by Yang Buhui who was taking care of him, and at the bottom was Song Qingshu.

"Qingshu, what are you..."

Song Qingshu was using golden needles to give him physical therapy, allowing him to gradually gain feeling in his limbs.

"What kind of panacea is this!" Yin Liting saw Song Qingshu applying the black ointment to his limbs. After a while, he felt a numbness on the broken limbs, which was the tendency of broken bones to continue to grow.

"This is the black jade intermittent ointment of the Vajra Gate." said the black-faced young man.

Yin Liting turned around and saw that the black-faced boy was even more excited than himself: "Uncle Yin Liu!"

"You are..." Yin Liting carefully looked at the black-faced boy in front of him, and saw a bit of Zhang Cuishan's look in his eyes.

"Are you Wuji?" Yin Liting looked in disbelief.

Back then, the master took Wuji down the mountain to the Butterfly Valley for medical treatment. After the Butterfly Valley was destroyed, Zhang Wuji's whereabouts were even more unknown. Zhang Sanfeng's whereabouts have been elusive in recent years, and he has never returned to Wudang.

Yin Liting never expected that Zhang Wuji could live so vigorously to this day.

"Wuji, have you recovered from your illness?" Yin Liting took Zhang Wuji's hand and greeted him cordially.

Zhang Wuji nodded and said bluntly, "Back then, I accidentally fell into an unknown valley. By chance, I got a scripture from the belly of a great white ape..."

Song Qingshu was treating Yin Liting while silently listening to him explain his experiences over the years, which was almost exactly the same as the plot.

"That's great, Wuji!" Yin Liting patted Zhang Wuji's hand, and a gentle internal force came from Zhang Wuji's hand. He said happily, "If Fifth Brother knows better, he can rest in peace."

At that time, all the Wudang heroes tried their best, but could not get rid of the cold poison for him. It was expected that he would not live to be sixteen years old. This was also a regret on everyone's mind. But today, seeing that Wuji is safe and sound, he has also learned a unique martial arts.

Very pleased.

"Back then, my master only listened to part of the scriptures that Master Jue Yuan recited before his death. I didn't expect that you, the boy, were so lucky that you actually learned them all."

Zhang Wuji scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed. At that time, he escaped from Guangmingding and was originally going to find everyone in Wudang. However, he didn't know who plotted against him and ended up in a coma for several days.

"Ahem." After administering the injection, Song Qingshu asked, "Uncle Six, can you feel it?"

Yin Liting moved his fingers and said with a happy face: "This black jade intermittent ointment is really miraculous. If we still have this medicine, then the third brother will be saved!"

The Seven Wudang Sons felt like brothers and sisters. Before Yin Liting recovered from his own injury, he thought of Yu Daiyan.

Song Qingshu looked at the other Dongzhu on his hairpin, and when he talked about the Wudang Clan, another possibility came to mind.

"Uncle Six, why are you alone? Where are the others?"

Yin Liting shook his head. Not long after he rushed down the mountain that day, he saw a huge fire on Guangming Peak. When he wanted to look back, he was ambushed by the Yuan army.

During the fight, a bald head emerged from the Yuan army's horse, and he used a powerful diamond finger to seriously injure Yin Liting in the dark.

"Uncle Yin Liu is also a first-class master, but he was easily defeated by the opponent. This is evident from the martial arts of the Vajra Sect monks."

Just as Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he saw Song Qingshu saying hurriedly, "Wuji, take good care of Uncle Six and escort him back to the mountain slowly. I have to take the first step."

"This is?"

Song Qingshu did not explain too much. He just inferred based on the original plot that the six sects might have been ambushed by the Yuan army and were captured. Although Song Qingshu had already warned Song Yuanqiao, the variables involved were uncontrollable.

If all the masters of the six major sects on this trip are captured by the Yuan army, then they will attack the mountains of each major sect next. The Wudang Sect in the original world should be guarded by Zhang Sanfeng, so the masters sent by the Yuan Ting cannot succeed.

But now I don’t know what happened. Zhang Sanfeng has not returned since he came down from the mountain. At this time, Wudang Mountain is at its weakest. If Yuan Ting takes advantage of the situation and seizes Wudang’s lair, it will be a major event that will destroy its foundation.

.

It was precisely because of these thoughts that Song Qingshu was so anxious. He said goodbye to Yin Liting and was about to leave when he was suddenly pulled back by Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji handed him a booklet and said, "This is the martial arts secret book that Miss Xiao Zhao gave me. I have never read a page."

On that day, Xiao Zhao followed Song Qingshu's instructions and copied a copy of the secret book of the Great Shift of the Universe to Zhang Wuji. Although Zhang Wuji didn't know the origin of this "unnamed secret book", he could tell after a quick glance that it was an extremely advanced martial art.

If he doesn't get rewarded for his meritorious service, he knows that it was given to him by Song Qingshu, and he doesn't want to practice this martial arts.

"This martial arts can help you fully unleash your Jiuyang internal power. Otherwise, if you encounter an encirclement and suppression by the Yuan army later, you will have no internal power but no way to use it. It will be difficult for you to protect yourself. How can you protect your sixth uncle?" Song Qingshu got on his horse quickly.

Said quickly.

Zhang Wuji thought it was reasonable when he heard it, and when he was about to tell the difference, Song Qingshu waved his hand to shut up.

"Don't be nagging. If you feel that you owe something, just write me a silent copy of the Nine-Yang Magic Art." Song Qingshu said casually. Although the Nine-Yang Scripture is a peerless martial art, it also requires chance and understanding. He has his own

In swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Swordsmanship has been practiced to the extreme, far exceeding the Nine Yang Manual.

Zhang Wuji looked at the figure riding away, looked at the booklet in his hand, and remembered those words in his heart. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to take care of Yin Liting, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves - a little girl was galloping on the back of the horse.
Chapter completed!