[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Song Qingshu was not surprised by his words, nodded slightly and said: "After three days of farewell, I should have admired you. If seniors are obsessed with all kinds of past lives, they will be inferior." These words are not only about himself, but also alluding to Cheng Kun's intention to leave The old way of the previous life.This life is different from the previous life, and everything is different, so why cling to the past life?

"Interesting! Are you afraid you won't be able to get out of this room just because you reject me so directly?" Cheng Kun narrowed his eyes, his voice was low, and his expression showed no signs of happiness or anger.

"Since you dare to come, you can naturally go." Song Qingshu said lightly.If he followed his original thinking, he didn't want to directly offend the other party unless it was necessary. After all, he had seen Cheng Kun clearly in his previous life.A scheming, smiling tiger like him should be provoked as little as possible.However, when it comes to Zhang Wuji, it is inevitable that he will encounter his rebels. In any case, he will not let others plot against Zhang Wuji, even in the name of the so-called righteousness of the world.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Kun laughed instead of anger when he heard the words, and even clapped his hands: "That's right! You are awesome! If you are still the original Song Qingshu, I will have to think twice about this cooperation—"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and someone shouted loudly outside the door: "Sir, the leader is urgent!"

Cheng Kun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked at Zhang and Song and said, "I'm going out for a while, please wait here—"

Song Qingshu frowned: "Is this house arrest?"

Cheng Kun was startled, then smiled and said: "Of course not! Well, if you two have nothing to do, you might as well go there together, it must be a good show."

Cheng Kun's words were not aimless. Just as they had thought in advance, Yang Dingtian's return brought a lot of impact to both sides. The guards of Mingjiao raised a level as a whole, becoming more rigorous and cautious.When people from the six sects heard that Yang Dingtian had returned, although they didn't know whether it was true or not, some people already had the intention to withdraw.This ebb and flow, the two sides struggled for half a day, the six factions were unable to attack the Bright Summit, they were still blocked outside the desert, and the atmosphere on the Bright Summit was not as tense as imagined.

When Zhang and Song followed Cheng Kun into the Guangmingding Hall, they saw Yang Dingtian sitting at the head from a distance, and a long table was placed in front of him, something was placed on it, and it was covered by a piece of red cloth. Can't see anything.Down from him, Yang Xiao, left envoy of light, Yin Tianzheng, king of eagle with white eyebrows, Wei Yixiao, king of blue-winged bats, and five scattered people sat on both sides.In the middle of the main hall, a group of people knelt, their identities could not be seen clearly from a distance.

After Cheng Kun entered the door, except those who were kneeling on the ground, everyone looked over. When they saw Cheng Kun, they did not say hello, but when their eyes fell on Zhang and Song, they all had a bit of a strange look: Some people were surprised. , someone was curious, Peng Yingyu was impatient, so she said, "Mr. Cheng, who are these two? Your new disciples?"

Cheng Kun and Yang Dingtian have been married for dozens of years. Although some disciples of the Ming Cult call them "Mrs. Master" in private, they always address them as "Sir" in person to show their respect.Cheng Kun returned the salute one by one, and said casually after hearing the words: "No, it's just two little friends."

Before the words were finished, a clear and beautiful voice suddenly said with surprise: "Brother Wuji! Brother Song! Is it you?"

The two looked around, and saw that the person who opened the mouth was a girl in a light yellow silk shirt. She was standing behind Yang Xiao, dressed luxuriously, with a round face, white and tender skin, picturesque eyebrows, a slender figure, and a pretty appearance. At this moment, because of surprise, his eyes were wide open, the pupils were dark and bright, and he was staring at them intently.

"You are... sister of no regrets?" Zhang Wuji saw the girl's vaguely familiar face and stood behind Yang Xiao, so he guessed her identity.The girl curled her lips, she vaguely looked like Xiao Xing when she was a child, she immediately confirmed it.

Yang Buhui said: "It's me! Brother Wuji, do you still remember me? How have you been all these years? I always remember you. Brother Song met once, but he left in a hurry, without much reminiscence."

Zhang Wuji once heard Song Qingshu mention this festival, but that time Chen Yijian originally had malicious intentions, so he left in a hurry. It is estimated that Yang Xiao will find them sooner or later, so he can only vaguely say: "I'm fine." Looking around, the situation is not right now, and it is not convenient to reminisce about the past, so he hastily signaled to Yang Buhui to talk about it later.Seeing this, Yang Buhui stuck out his tongue secretly, glanced sideways at Yang Dingtian who was sitting on the head, and hid behind his father and stopped talking.

She thought she was doing it secretly, but everyone present was good at kung fu, and most of them noticed it. Seeing Yang Xiao's apologetic look, Yang Dingtian shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay, and followed his gaze to Zhang Wuji: "Little brother ,meet again."

Zhang Wuji already knew his identity now, but he had neither malice nor fear towards Mingjiao, he just cupped his hands and said, "Boy Zhang Wuji, I have seen Senior Yang."

"You're welcome, you are welcome here as guests." Yang Dingtian's words were polite, and his attitude was not the slightest bit different, obviously he didn't care about their dignified identities and their hostile stance.This tolerance alone is far beyond the reach of some sect leaders. "Song Shaoxia, you and Junior Brother Ling, please take a break for a while. After I finish handling the affairs of the teaching, I have other matters to discuss."

Song Qingshu nodded, clasped his hands together as a promise, and was about to pull Zhang Wuji aside, when a burly bald old man stepped forward and stopped them, saying, "Wait a minute! Little brother, what's your name?!" Staring straight at Zhang Wuji, it was obvious that this sentence was only for him.

Zhang Wuji turned his head in amazement, and saw the old man with long eyebrows that were as snowy as snow, his eyes drooping, his nose hooked, and his beak like an eagle's. Immediately recalling his old memories, he took two steps forward and said, "Grandpa! I'm Wuji!"

"Wuji? Is it really my grandson Zhang Wuji?!" Yin Tianzheng looked at the tall and tall young man in front of him in disbelief. Back then, Yin Susu brought Zhang Wuji to meet him, but because of Zhang Wuji's health, he only met him once. Although Yin Tianzheng cared about his grandson, he knew that Wudang had been trying his best to treat the child, and because of the positions of both parties, he endured not going to Wudang to visit his grandson.Later, I heard that my grandson was missing in Kunlun, so I sent people to search for it for a long time, but I couldn't find it.He thought that this grandson would not be able to overcome the illness after all, but he did not expect to see him here today.

"It's me, Grandpa, long time no see!"

"Good! Good boy! As long as you are fine!" Yin Tianzheng was overjoyed, stepped forward and patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder, and looked him up and down, his eyes were full of joy. "Looks like your father! But the face shape and eyebrows are like me..." The chatter is full of friendly words.

Zhang Wuji was also full of joy. Although he only met his grandfather once in the past, he always remembered how close he was to him. At this moment, he felt the undisguised concern from the other party, and his eyes turned slightly red.

Song Qingshu stood aside with a cane, seeing their friends and relatives meeting each other, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he was more calm than Zhang Wuji after all, and his eyes were always paying attention to the situation in the field.

He has seen people like Mingjiao and Mingjiao in his previous life, and he can recognize them one by one at this moment, but those who are kneeling in the hall——Song Qingshu quietly moved two steps aside, from where he was standing, he could only see the profiles of those people. With this movement, most of it can be seen clearly.But that's all, he could clearly see the faces of those people, his pupils shrank immediately: Zhao Min!

Among those kneeling in the middle, Min Min Te Moore, the lord of the Dayuan County with the pseudonym "Zhao Min", stood out, but surrounded by his subordinates, and dressed in men's attire, his face was tender and unremarkable.And the ones kneeling beside her were her three subordinates named "A Da, Ah Er, and Ah San". There was also an ugly man with criss-crossing scars on his face, who was not named "Kututuo" Who is Fan Yao?

They were all caught!No wonder Cheng Kun said that there was another reason for this before——Song Qingshu was shocked, but his face showed a little, and Cheng Kun, who was standing by the side, saw everything in his eyes.The latter raised his mouth slightly, walked to Yang Dingtian's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, Yang Dingtian nodded, coughed lightly and said to Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Wuji: "It is also fate that the two grandparents meet, but there are still important matters right now, you two might as well wait a while, and talk about your family relationship later, okay?"

"What the leader said is true!" Yin Tianzheng came to his senses, clasped his fists towards Yang Dingtian, and pulled Zhang Wuji aside.Zhang Wuji was happy but he did not forget about Song Qingshu, he went to help him come together, and he did not forget to introduce to Yin Tianzheng: "Grandpa, this is my senior brother."

brother?Could it be a disciple of the Wudang sect?Yin Tianzheng glanced critically at Song Qingshu, saw the young man's face was like a crown of jade, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. When he met his gaze, he nodded slightly, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, he raised his hand to signal him to stand beside him, and then turned away Looking up to the sun.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Yang Dingtian said: "Everyone, I and my junior have left the sect for several years in order to find the sacred fire order lost by our sect. Fortunately, the holy relic has been found, and God bless my sect to prosper." !” After saying that, he stood up and lifted the red cloth covering the table in front of him, revealing several black long strips that looked like gold but not gold, jade and not jade, which were the long-lost sacred torch. !

Seeing this, all the members of the Ming Cult cheered loudly, and even more impatient people kept asking what happened to the leader over the years. Even Zhang and Song, two bystanders who were not members of the Ming Cult, couldn't help but stare at the things on the table. After a few glances: Is this the holy object of Mingjiao?

There was a lot of chatter in the hall, Yang Dingtian raised his hand to signal, and said: "Finding the holy object is only the first step. Only with the holy object in hand can the brothers in the church be united. The most important thing now is to get rid of the other things." One, it's time to settle accounts with the Tartars!"

"That's right!" Peng Yingyu said loudly, "The Tartars do a lot of evil, so we should teach them a lesson!"

"Teach them a lesson! Master, as long as you give an order, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever we want!"

"Eliminate the Tartars and rejuvenate our Han family!"

When everyone expressed their opinions one after another, a very disharmonious voice suddenly came out: "Hmph! What about expelling the Tartars and reviving the Han family? Now you can't protect yourself, and you are still talking empty talk here. I am ashamed!"

It was Zhao Min who was tied up and knelt in the hall.

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Tomorrow is monday again.of silence