The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 387 People are not in the arena, but there are legends about him in the arena

"It turned out to be Zhang Wuxia's child, and I happened to go to Master Hu's place to heal his injuries. I would recommend Song Shaoxia, and I could also help Shaoxia speak well in front of Master Hu."

Chang Yuchun knew that Hu Qingniu had a weird temper, and his trip to Luo Qingyang might not go well.

It might be a little bit better if he, a man of Mingjiao, took the lead, and he shouldn't be kicked out.

"Then I would like to thank Brother Chang."

Luo Qingyang thought about it, if Chang Yuchun led the way, it would be much easier for them to find someone.

Otherwise, it would take some time just to find Butterfly Valley, so how could it be easy to get in.

"Little sister, do you have any other relatives in your family? We will send you back."

Luo Qingyang squatted down and asked Zhou Zhiruo.

Under normal circumstances, he would not know about Zhou Zhiruo's situation, so he still had to ask.

"Big Brother, Dad and I have always lived on the boat."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't cry, she was depressed and helpless.

Now that her only family member is dead, she is an orphan and depends entirely on others.

She believes that the big brother in front of her should not be a bad person, and she has been observing the three of them.

"You are the only one left, so we can't let you go."

Luo Qingyang thought for a while, they are all going to Butterfly Valley now, and they can't get away for the time being.

"Brother, why don't you take her back to Wudang?"

Zhang Wuji thought for a while, then pulled Luo Qingyang's sleeve, asking him to help him figure out a solution.

"That's the only way to go, but before that, we have to go to Butterfly Valley first.

You just stay with us, and when you settle down there, I will take you back to Wudang to see if Grand Master can keep you. "

Luo Qingyang thought about it, and it made no difference to him whether to send Zhou Zhiruo to the Emei School or not.

If Zhang Sanfeng agrees to keep him, it is not impossible to teach Zhou Zhiruo the martial arts of the Wudang School.

Even if Wudang Kung Fu is not passed on, his own Kung Fu can still be passed on.

"Thank you big brother."

Zhou Zhiruo replied sweetly.

She has always been obedient and clever, making people reluctant to drive her away, it can be regarded as an instinct of self-preservation!
"My name is Song Qingshu, and I am the third generation head disciple of the Wudang Sect. He is my junior brother Zhang Wuji."

Luo Qingyang introduced himself.

The Wudang faction's reputation is still excellent in Jianghu, at least it won't make children cry.

"Brother Qingshu, I overheard you when you signed up earlier. My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhiruo."

Although Zhou Zhiruo mourned her father's passing, she also knew what happened around her.

She didn't even cry at that time, and she didn't cry until Luo Qingyang drove the person away.

"Then let's hit the road together!"

Luo Qingyang and Chang Yuchun found a boat and sailed along the Han River to Hu Qingniu's Butterfly Valley.

Along the way, Zhou Zhiruo was not noisy, but only occasionally watched Zhang Wuji practice.

The boating was basically done by Luo Qingyang and Chang Yuchun.

At night, they parked the boat on the river to rest, and did not set foot on land.

"Brother Qingshu, can I rely on you to sleep? I used to rely on my father to sleep."

Sitting next to Luo Qingyang, Zhou Zhiruo asked cautiously.

"I meditate at night, and it's not comfortable to lean on. It's okay to lie on my lap."

Luo Qingyang meditates at night and basically only sleeps once in a few days. Now that he is drifting on a boat, he is not in the mood to sleep.

After all, no one knew where the enemies would appear, so they killed them on the boat.

"Just lean on it."

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, leaned against his lap, and fell asleep quietly.

On the other hand, Zhang Wuji was much more arrogant, directly pillowing on his lap, occasionally drooling when he fell asleep.

Seeing this, Chang Yuchun took the initiative to lean on the other side, not disturbing the two children.

The life experiences of these two children are indeed quite tragic. One has just died of parents and is suffering from cold poison, while the other is also lonely and helpless.

Fortunately, they were lucky, they met Song Qingshu from Wudang Mountain, if they were replaced by other people, they might not be able to talk to them.

In the early morning of the next day, Chang Yuchun was rowing behind, while Zhang Wuji was woken up by Luo Qingyang's slap.

He pointed to the bow of the boat over there and asked Zhang Wuji to practice martial arts. He had to practice Chunyangquan and Chunyinfu acupoints every day.

"Hmm~"

Perhaps it was because of too much movement that woke up Zhou Zhiruo from her sleep.

She rubbed her eyes, and found that the boat was already moving forward, and there was a young man standing at the bow, practicing martial arts.

She sat obediently beside Luo Qingyang, staring intently at Zhang Wuji who was practicing in front of him.

If she knew martial arts, Dad would not have died.

"Brother Qingshu, what kind of martial arts does he practice, it looks really good."

Zhou Zhiruo had also seen people in the martial arts world, but she had never seen martial arts like this.

Even that big brother Chang Yuchun couldn't punch with mighty punches, which shows how powerful he is.

"Song Shaoxia, Chang has poor eyesight, and he didn't see what kind of boxing brother Zhang was fighting?"

As a member of the Ming Cult, Chang Yuchun often confronted the imperial court and also fought against people in the Jianghu, but he had never seen this kind of boxing.

"This is Chunyang Boxing. I created it when I was 15 years old. In the whole world, except for me, only the grand master knows it."

Luo Qingyang said frankly that this Chunyang Boxing is a first-class martial art with impressive power.

"The appearance of a celestial being is indeed well-deserved of the reputation, and he can create such martial arts at the age of 15."

Chang Yuchun was shocked.

This kind of powerful martial art was actually created by a 15-year-old boy, which shocked him too much.

"Brother Qingshu, can I learn this kind of boxing?"

Zhou Zhiruo pinched her fingers tightly.

Dad once said that martial arts is a secret that cannot be passed on, so most of the scattered people in the world are not bad at second-rate strength.

If you want to cultivate to a higher level, you must either join a faction or learn from it.

"You don't have the foundation of internal strength, so you can't learn this kind of boxing. If the younger brother didn't get hit by Xuanming God's palm, he wouldn't be able to practice Chunyang boxing and Chunyin brushing hand.

This skill pays attention to whether it is extremely peaceful, to transform pure yin with pure yang, and to change between yin and yang, you must first have first-class internal energy. "

Luo Qingyang shook his head, not because he was reluctant, but mainly because she couldn't practice.

Before leaving, he left the two martial arts of Chunyang Quan and Chunyin Fuxue Shou in Wudang Mountain.

If Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu is cultivated to first-class level, it can also be cultivated. With the cooperation of the two, it is still very strong.

"The martial arts created by Song Shaoxia can actually turn pure yang qi into pure yin qi."

Chang Yuchun was taken aback.

He thought it was just pure yang fist, but there was also a set of pure yin kung fu.

In a blink of an eye, the fist in Zhang Wuji's hand turned into a pure yin blowing hand, absorbing the most yin power in his body.

While refining the power of yin, he is also strengthening his internal strength.

"Oh!"

Zhou Zhiruo was not in high spirits.

She can only watch Zhang Wuji boxing. If she can't learn it by herself, there is no way.

"Don't be discouraged either, Chunyangquan and Chunyin Fuxueshou can't be passed on to you. When I was ten years old, I also created a Jiugong Baguazhang. After revision some time ago, it can barely be regarded as a first-class martial art."

Luo Qingyang reached out and rubbed Zhou Zhiruo's head.

The two balls on her head are cute, anyway, the journey is boring, so it doesn't hurt to pass on some exercises.

"Thank you Brother Qingshu."

Zhou Zhiruo was overjoyed that she could protect others in the future.

You don't have to be protected all the time. At critical moments, you can only become a burden.

Luo Qingyang did not avoid Chang Yuchun, and taught Zhou Zhiruo Jiugong Baguazhang on the boat, even Zhang Wuji who was on the side came to listen.

Although he has learned Chunyang Boxing and Chunyin Brushing Acupoint Hands, they were all taught by his grand master, and he won't suffer from listening to them now.

Jiugong Baguazhang pays attention to Jiugong Bagua. The palm method alternates between virtual and real.

At that time, it was comparable to first-class martial arts, and this skill did not require internal strength, so it could be learned from an early age.

"Song Shaoxia, you really don't treat Chang as an outsider, and teach exercises in front of Chang."

Chang Yuchun said with a wry smile.

This reincarnation of heaven and man in Wudang Mountain is confusing.

Not only did he save the people of Mingjiao, but he also taught the exercises in front of him on the boat.

"Brother Chang, if you want to learn, you can learn. As long as you don't spread the word, you can kill one more Mongol Tartar, and you will be worthy of this achievement."

Luo Qingyang didn't know why, he had no intention of hiding the kung fu he created.

In his heart, there is an inexplicable feeling that you love to learn, and you can't surpass me anyway.

After nearly ten days of rushing, everyone finally came to Butterfly Valley.

There are a lot of patients gathered here, all of them are members of the Ming Cult, and some of them are really fierce looking.

Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji leaned close to him. Only by his side would they feel a little safer.

"True martial sword?"

Someone recognized the boy holding a real martial arts sword at a glance.

Except for the reincarnation of the famous heaven and man who broke the claws of Shaolin dragon with one sword, who would come here with a real martial arts sword?

This Zhang Sanfeng's saber is still very famous.

"Song Qingshu of the Wudang sect, why is he and Chang Yuchun together?"

Everyone in the Ming Cult was puzzled, mainly because the reputation of this little guy has been particularly loud in the Jianghu recently.

Because on Wudang Mountain, he singled out the three monks of Shaolin, Shaolin directly chose to retreat.

Even if there is no winner with Kongwen, it is an indisputable fact that a sword broke the dragon claw hand of the monk Kongxing.

"I heard that the youngest son of Wudang Zhang Wuxia was under the palm of Xuanming God. He should have brought someone to seek medical treatment."

Soon the well-informed person told the cause and effect.

The cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was released by Wudang on his own initiative, so that the whole world would know about it.

If it wasn't for Zhang Wuji's imminent death, they would still have to press for Xie Xun's whereabouts.

Now that Zhang Wuji was about to die, Song Qingshu took people to seek medical treatment, which would actually reassure them a lot.

Judging from the previous situation, this little guy will not tell Xie Xun's whereabouts even if he dies.

Luo Qingyang is a man who is not in the Jianghu, but there are legends about him in the Jianghu.

Whether it was the vision of heaven and earth when he was born, or defeating a Shaolin monk with a single sword, he became very famous.

When Chang Yuchun entered the house, Hu Qingniu gave him his pulse without saying a word, and then began to treat his illness.

The three of Luo Qingyang stood inside the house, no one came to greet them, as if they were completely ignored.

Several times, Chang Yuchun wanted to remind Hu Qingniu, but Luo Qingyang stopped him when he got to his lips, and Hu Qingniu even turned a blind eye to him.

"Song Qingshu of Wudang, heard that Hu Qingniu, the immortal doctor of Butterfly Valley, has superb medical skills and is known as the immortal doctor of the world.

I am not talented, and my medical skills are the best in Wudang, so I am here to discuss medical skills with senior Hu Qingniu. "

Luo Qingyang didn't intend to talk useless nonsense to this weird old man, Hu Qingniu.

When he came up directly, he wanted to challenge Hu Qingniu's authority and force Hu Qingniu to compete with him in medical skills.

As for the content of the competition, of course it is to heal Zhang Wuji who is in the palm of Xuanming God.

(End of this chapter)