Chapter 36 Overdraft, sometimes after overexertion...
Three days later, as soon as Zhang Sanfeng took Zhang Wuji, who had started learning Nine Yang Magic, out of the house, he saw Song Yuanqiao who looked anxious. Looking again, he saw that all five active disciples were there.
"Master, please hurry up and find Senior Yang. He has been down the mountain with Qingshu for three days!"
Song Yuanqiao's face was full of anxiety.
"I know you are impatient, but please don't be impatient." Zhang Sanfeng, a Taoist cultivator, advocates indifference and calmness, so how could he allow his disciple to be so impatient, "First, where did Lao Yang go down the mountain with Qingshu?
, Secondly, why did Lao Yang take Qingshu there, and thirdly, who wrote so much 'anxiety' on your face?"
Song Yuanqiao was full of grievances: "Master, do you really not know?"
Zhang Sanfeng was speechless.
Who else but Yang Gui could do such a thing?
Just want to do it, who has the ability to scribble on the face of the Wudang leader?
That's right, ever since Zhang Sanfeng concentrated on seclusion and made meritorious deeds, he passed the position of head to Song Yuanqiao.
"Stupid! You won't resist if he wants to snatch the child? If you can't defeat him alone, call your brothers and form a Zhenwu Seven-section Formation. Isn't it possible to stop him?"
Zhang Sanfeng knew very well whether he could stop him or not. Yang Gui could avoid it if he formed a formation on the opposite side. Although the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation was not as fixed as the Diamond Subduing Demon Circle, he could take the initiative to attack, but it also depends on his speed. Yang Gui was sixty years old.
The light kung fu I performed before was enough to prevent my disciples from even seeing their exhaust fumes, let alone forming a formation to besiege them.
But is this what he wants to say? What he wants to teach his disciples now is the spirit of resistance!
"If the knot doesn't move, Master, the old... senior will drill acupuncture points from afar."
Mo Shenggu seemed to be trying to curse, but he was still frightened, so he changed his words temporarily, "Big Brother asked us to stop Senior Yang together. The five of us had just set up the Zhenwu Seventh Formation, and he threw the leftover plate of peanuts at us.
, the five of us were acupunctured for a whole day, and I begged you to come as soon as the acupuncture point was relieved."
"Master, we can't let Qingshu be led astray!" Song Yuanqiao almost hugged Zhang Sanfeng's thigh and cried. Wudang could clearly see Yang Gui's virtues, so if Song Qingshu was taken away by him, would it be okay? p>
"Don't worry too much. Lao Yang has brought Wuji with his own hands for such a long time. Do you think he is crooked? Tell me first, why did Lao Yang bring Qingshu down the mountain?" Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself, this can't be done.
The old man is almost 90 and still takes his 15-year-old child to Park Bar?
"It seems like he wants to take Qing Shu down the mountain to look for weapons," Yang Gui, a lunatic, kept talking. How could an honest man like Song Yuanqiao tell the truth? "He said he wanted to find some kind of treasure... a sword."
"Oh, that's a good thing!" Zhang Sanfeng stroked his white beard and said, "I remember that Lao Yang had a sword when he was young. It was the sword that Dugu Qiufei used. It...just wait a moment."
Zhang Sanfeng seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression changed.
"Tell me where he went!" Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Song Yuanqiao's collar and yelled.
"Xiangyang..." Song Yuanqiao was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
When the Five Wudang Heroes saw their old mentor suddenly ejected, they jumped off the cliff and rushed down the mountain in an almost flying manner.
"Master... Master, this ladder is so high..." Song Yuanqiao held it in for a long time before he said this.
"Yeah, high, high." Yu Lianzhou could only echo from the side.
There is really no way. After these two old monsters get together, human thinking cannot understand what they are doing.
If Zhang Sanfeng could choose, he wouldn't want to understand.
But when they were fishing together in Xiangyang City, Yang Gui told him many terms about the future.
An hour later, the entire Xiangyang City could hear an old roar: "Old turtle Yang, get out of here!"
"Grandpa Yang, my great master is here..." Song Qingshu trembled in the arms of a group of older sisters.
"Come here, you go on." Yang Gui threw down two ingots of silver and signaled the elder sisters to take good care of the young man, "He won't be able to find him here for a while."
The magistrate of Xiangyang made his legs weak from shouting.
He lit up the city defenders, hoisted the drawbridge, closed the city gate tightly, stood on the city tower and asked tremblingly: "Old Taoist, don't you know that force is not allowed in the city? Do you dare, do you dare to defy the laws of the court?" p>
"Bullshit, have I entered the city?"
Zhang Sanfeng crossed the moat in two steps, stood up, stood on the suspended suspension bridge, and glared at the prefect: "Hurry up and find me, there is an old man in the city carrying a turtle shell, and there is a tall man beside him.
A very handsome young man, if you can't find him in half an hour, I will kill you."
"Let it go, let it go!"
The prefect had the courage to shout: "Who are you? How dare you threaten the imperial officials? Do you want to rebel?"
"Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng." Zhang Sanfeng stared at the prefect.
"Quick, do what Master Zhang says!"
The prefect almost peed his pants and quickly ordered his men to search for the old man who was carrying a turtle shell and carrying a boy.
Just kidding, Zhang Sanfeng dared to assassinate even Kublai Khan back then, but now his disciples can easily kill the prefect. Xiangyang's city wall can't protect his life at all.
Facts have proved that when the big boss wants to work, he is really efficient.
Soon the detectives found Yang Gui.
The policemen were not two hundred and five, and they certainly could not afford to offend the people who could be named by the legendary Master Zhang with great fanfare. So the people were shocked to see the black dogs who were infinitely arrogant in the past, walking upstairs step by step.
Knock on the door honestly.
The catcher had a smile on his face: "This old Taoist has invited you. Master Zhang is looking for you outside the city. How about you take a step up and come with us to meet Master Zhang?"
"Wait a minute." Yang Gui waved his hand, "Didn't you see that my child is in class? Oh, I really envy the young people today. We didn't have this condition when we were young. We have seen it at such a young age. This is a win.
Now that we are at the starting line of life, we are simply winning!"
It's numb, it's really numb.
Song Qingshu was about to cry but had no tears, "Good brother, what's wrong with you? You can't leave. You have to cheer up. I can't live without you!"
The head catcher’s eyelids twitched when he saw it.
It’s not that he has any objections to the teaching content. Now that the Tatars are in charge, knowing only Chinese is definitely not enough. He strongly supports young people to learn another foreign language. Otherwise, how can they make progress? When he was learning foreign languages, the courses were much more difficult than this. The key point is that the two ingots of silver that Yang Gui rewarded his eldest sister looked so familiar, as if he had just given them to the prefect yesterday.
How can it be different? Yang Gui got it from the prefect's house yesterday.
As we all know, our heroes never take money with them when they go out. We mainly focus on robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Boom!
Yang Gui was still grinding away when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside, as if the whole Xiangyang City was shaking.
After waiting for too long, Zhang Sanfeng was already kicking the door outside. His kick was harder than a giant battering ram, shaking the city wall.
The prefect's face turned pale, and he decided to turn around and withdraw the arrester, even if this kid had just offered him a hundred taels of silver yesterday!
In the eyes of the prefect who wanted to commit suicide, Yang Gui finally came with Song Qingshu Shi Shiran.
"Old turtle, why did you bring Qingshu here?"
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes are spitting fire.
"Let's go to class." Yang Gui laughed loudly: "I'll teach him something good."
"Damn it!" Zhang Sanfeng pointed at Yang Gui's nose and cursed, "Qingshu is such a good boy, you take him to a place like that? I am the head of Wudang, you take him to Pu? Are you a human?"
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"Hey, just wait a minute." Yang Gui stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Sanfeng, "I recognize Song Yuanqiao as the head of Wudang. When did Song Qingshu become the next head of Wudang? The throne of Wudang head is passed down from generation to generation, right?
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"You... what nonsense are you talking about? Even if he is an ordinary Wudang disciple, you can't lead him to do such a thing!"
"What did I take him to do?" Yang Gui turned around, "Qingshu, tell your great master, what did I take you to do?"
Song Qingshu coyly said, "Master, Grandpa Yang taught me kung fu."
"What Kung Fu?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Gui in shock, good boy, you actually know this kind of Kung Fu? We agreed to be virgins together for a hundred years, but you actually betrayed your brother?
"Twenty-four rounds of Golden Guan and Jade Lock..." Song Qingshu's voice became even lower.
"Ah, ah?"
Zhang Sanfeng was dumbfounded, "That's a very good thing. The Quanzhen teaching method of life fellow practitioners, do you still know this?"
"Why don't I understand? I never told you that all three generations of my family are real."
Yang Gui looked at Zhang Sanfeng with his nostrils, "Do you think it's a wild Taoist like you?"
In fact, Yang Kang only learned fighting martial arts from Qiu Chuji, and Yang Guo didn't teach him anything except some basic skills. How could Yang Gui know this kind of martial arts?
But as he said, his family lived in Zhongnan Mountain for decades. After the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed, Yang Gui visited the Chongyang Palace ruins every day since he was a child and found many good things.
"No, then why are you like this?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's condition and it was obvious that something was wrong, "How did he teach you?"
"Grandpa Yang asked me to sit still no matter what the situation is, to calm down the mind ape, and determine the mind horse, saying that it is a matter of life and death, improving my concentration..." Song Qingshu was about to cry, you know looking at dozens of people
How does it feel to have different big sisters and not be able to care about them? No, you don’t know. You only care about yourself.
"Huh... that's it, that's all. Since you have such a great opportunity, go back and become a monk with the old Taoist master. Grand Master will teach you the White Jade Toad Pill Technique."
Zhang Sanfeng let out a long breath and almost blew the prefect off the city gate tower.
"You have completed the twenty-four exercises of the Golden Guan Jade Lock. This elixir method should be advanced very quickly, and you will also be qualified to practice "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" in the future. But once you practice this inner elixir secret method, you will not be able to do anything between men and women for the rest of your life, otherwise
All the inner strength in the body will be exhausted and he will become a useless person."
Zhang Sanfeng really doesn't know whether this is good or bad for Song Qingshu, but since Yang Gui has already done this, the skill of cultivating life and death cannot be wasted. Otherwise, once the martial arts is wasted, the person will be gone.
Yang Gui, hey, hey, Pu? It can't be Pu. Huang Tian is above, I, Yang, and Dudu are at odds with each other. Yang Gui has to use a serious way to lead Song Qingshu to the right path. Isn't enlightenment more fragrant than women?<
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So Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain, and everyone in Wudang was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was about to become a monk when he returned. Zhang Sanfeng personally presided over the monkhood ceremony, and Song Qingshu took the name "Xuanxu" from then on. It can be considered that he became a monk early and picked up a good name.
Song Yuanqiao and his wife looked at each other, "Husband, the old Song family can't live without an heir..." Song Yuanqiao's wife said.
Song Yuanqiao's face turned pale, showing a look of generosity and righteousness. He couldn't help but blame Zhang Sanfeng in his heart, "Master, it's all your fault. Don't you know that our middle-aged couple have a pure friendship? You ruined it all!"
So Song Yuanqiao had to preside over the sect during the day and study hard at night. After a few days, many Wudang sect members found that their leader often held his waist.
Overdraft, sometimes after overexertion...
Wudang disciples shook their heads one after another. Alas, it’s difficult for a middle-aged man!
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