[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

In the blink of an eye, the first day of Duanyang has arrived, and Song Qingshu rushed to Shaolin with Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting.Just because the news of the Lion Slaughtering Conference has already been spread in Wulin, at this time Shaolin Temple's front hall, back hall, left and right chambers are crowded with heroes from all walks of life.Among the various martial arts figures, some have feuds with Xie Xun, and they plan to kill him for revenge; ; Most of them came here to watch the excitement.The one who came to welcome the Wudang School was Zen Master Kongzhi from Shaolin, and Abbot Kongwen did not show up as in the previous life.

Not long after, Zhang Wuji led the Mingjiao group of heroes to appear, and the originally bustling square was quiet.A group of martial arts practitioners looked sideways at Mingjiao Renqiang Mazhuang, obviously fearful in their hearts.Only the three members of the Wudang sect didn't realize it, and noticed that each member of the Ming sect was wearing white filial piety, so they hurried forward to greet and inquire.

After Anqing's farewell, the members of the Wudang faction hadn't seen Zhang Wuji for several months. Seeing Zhang Wuji at this time, he was actually quite haggard, but his eyes became more and more deep and condensed.Hearing that Yin Tianzheng teamed up with Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiao a few days ago to break the vajra subduing demon circle, and finally died of exhaustion, Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting couldn't help but sighed in unison and wanted to go to his grave to hang a sacrifice.Zhang Wuji had a deep love for Yin Tianzheng's ancestors and grandchildren, and he knew that these martial arts people in front of him were nothing but mobs, so he immediately led the three Wudang sects to the wooden shed where Yin Tianzheng's death was suspended.

Yu Lianzhou and others went up to offer incense and worship, although Yinye King cried loudly, even Zhang Wuji, who was as cold and arrogant as Zhang Wuji, couldn't hold back his tears.Yu Lianzhou knew that Zhang Wuji's marriage had been disturbed in the past few months, his adoptive father was trapped in Shaolin, and his grandfather died, which can be described as a series of blows, so he only stroked his shoulder and comforted him: "Wuji, life and death are fate. As long as your children and grandchildren are safe, your grandfather will be safe." The old man will feel at ease when he is in the spirit of heaven."

Zhang Wuji wiped away his tears, bowed his head and agreed.

But Yu Lianzhou saw his fierce expression, and knew in his heart that with his nature, he would never let the Shaolin School and the three eminent monks of Duzi generation who fought with Yin Tianzheng be spared lightly.Yu Lianzhou also knew that he had no choice but to persuade him, so she couldn't help but sighed softly, and then said: "Looking at the posture of the Shaolin sect, it must be determined by martial arts, Wuji you..." Zhang Wuji has fought against various martial arts figures many times in the past few months, Yu Lianzhou Seeing his haggard look, I was afraid that he would waste too much and follow Yin Tianzheng's footsteps.

Zhang Wuji naturally understood Yu Lianzhou's meaning, and immediately shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine, and said honestly: "The Vajra Subduing Demon Circle is very good, Wuji is hard to resist by himself, dare to trouble the second master..."

Before Zhang Wuji finished speaking, Yu Lianzhou responded decisively: "Of course!" He patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and said, "Your adoptive father and your father are brothers, so naturally the Wudang faction can't just stand by and watch. Xie Xun did commit numerous bloody crimes back then, and we can do our best to protect his life, but we definitely cannot bully the weak to prevent others from seeking revenge on him."

Yu Lianzhou's words made the whole Ming Cult confused, only Zhang Wuji smiled with satisfaction and said, "As long as I can save my adoptive father, right and wrong Wuji will definitely give justice to everyone! My adoptive father Although there are countless killings, it is just a knife in the hands of others. If you want to seek revenge, you should also look for the person behind the knife!"

Seeing Zhang Wuji so awake, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help looking at him and smiling.The two of them hadn't spoken yet, when suddenly they heard a loud report from a Zhike monk outside: "Master Mo of the Beggars' Clan, leading the elders and disciples of the Beggars' Clan to arrive."

Hearing that Mo Shenggu had arrived, everyone was overjoyed and rushed out, only to see Mo Shenggu leading hundreds of disciples of the Beggar Clan slowly entering the square.After Mo Shenggu took over the Beggars' Gang, he rectified the gang's affairs and worked hard to improve the society. He also shook hands with the Haisha Gang and formed a rebel army. He was very powerful in the arena. None of the heroes dared to underestimate them, and most of them stood up.Zen Master Kongzhi from Shaolin School also greeted him personally at this time, and greeted Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu was straightforward by nature, and he was impatient to respond to the story. He only exchanged a few words with Kong Zhi before he said straight to the point: "The beggar gang didn't come here for Xie Xun, nor did they covet the dragon sword, but the former leader of the gang. Chief Shi's blood feud needs to be dealt with, and I want to ask the Shaolin sect for an explanation."

As soon as Mo Shenggu said this, everyone on the field was in an uproar.I saw the elder of the Beggar Clan Chuangong stepped forward and said loudly: "The prehistoric leader of our clan has been living in seclusion for a long time. He has lived in seclusion to recuperate from his illness. He has not interacted with people in the world for decades. He does not want to be surrounded by eminent Shaolin monks..."

The elder Chuan Gong had only spoken halfway, when Song Qingshu, who was standing not far away, heard a soft sound as thin as a mosquito, and hurriedly yelled: "Uncle Qi, hidden weapon!"

Mo Shenggu immediately took a step forward and flicked the green bamboo stick in his hand.Everyone only heard a "ding", and saw a steel needle as thin as a cow's hair and only an inch long fell to the ground. Under the sunlight, the steel needle emitted a faint blue light, which was obviously poisonous.Mo Shenggu lit the steel needle with a green bamboo stick, and asked Kongzhi in a cold voice: "Zhan Master Kongzhi, is the Shaolin sect planning to kill people to silence them?"

Kongzhi's face turned red when he heard the words, and he only said loudly: "All heroes, my Shaolin school is determined not to use such vicious hidden weapons."

Mo Shenggu also knows that Kong Zhi's words are true, such a vicious hidden weapon, the well-known and upright Shaolin sect is determined not to use it.However, in broad daylight and in full view of everyone, someone launched a sneak attack with a hidden weapon, and no one could detect it. The strangeness of this matter is really inconceivable.If it wasn't for his nephew Song Qingshu's ear, Elder Xu might have died on the spot today.Thinking of this, Mo Shenggu beckoned Song Qingshu to his side, and asked, "Have you ever heard where this hidden weapon came from?"

Song Qingshu swept his eyes across the square, and immediately pointed behind Kongzhi, and said in a deep voice, "It's the crowd behind Zen Master Kongzhi. As for who made the move, my nephew has never heard clearly."

Elder Xu escaped from death, and was already in a cold sweat.Now hearing that Song Qingshu testified that the one who issued this hidden weapon was a Shaolin disciple, he was even more furious, and immediately shouted: "Who is the murderer who killed the leader of the Shi Gang? All the tens of thousands of disciples of the Beggar Sect know. Do you want to kill people to silence them? Hmph! Hmph! Unless all the disciples of the Beggar Gang are killed, this murderous monk is Yuan Zhen..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another "ding", and Mo Shenggu hit the second steel needle.Song Qingshu, who was standing beside Mo Shenggu, made a mistake and rushed to the front of the nine monks in Bodhidharma Hall. His sword pointed to the No. 4 old monk from the left and said in a low voice: "This Zen master, hand over the hidden weapon!"

Behind Song Qingshu, Kong Zhi roared in disbelief: "Kong Ru, it's you!"

Kong Ru's expression changed, and he suddenly pulled his belt.There was only a continuous "buzzing" sound, and dozens of steel needles pierced countless small holes in his monk's robe in an instant.Only then did everyone realize that the hidden weapon must have been hidden under the monk's robe and fired from a machine, so everyone didn't notice it when it was shot twice.Seeing that the steel needles covered the sky and wanted to tie Song Qingshu into a sieve, the heroes screamed.Song Qingshu didn't panic, he rushed forward and poured the water from the long sword dance in his hand, only heard a jingling sound, and he blocked all the steel needles as thin as ox hair and as numerous as ox hair.Without waiting for Kongru to strike again, he made another three sword strikes. These three swords of his seemed ordinary, but in fact contained seven or eight changes of Wudang swords. They were light, ingenious, and powerful. The steel cylinder under the monk's robe flew flying, stabbing his left and right shoulders at the same time, breaking his meridians and crippling his martial arts.Seeing Song Qingshu's swordsmanship attainments, the heroes defeated Kong Ru, who was as senior in martial arts as Kong Wen and Kong Zhi, and couldn't help shouting "Hello".

But Song Qingshu didn't show any emotion at all, he stabbed his sword into Kongru's palm, and asked coldly, "Where is Yuanzhen?"

Kong Ru's palm was pierced, and immediately screamed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.But when Song Qingshu asked him about Yuanzhen's whereabouts, he snorted coldly and closed his eyes in silence.

"Bone!" Song Qingshu said with a sneer, and swung the long sword in his hand vigorously.I saw blood gushing out, and a blood hole was immediately gouged out in the empty palm.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, trembling in pain as if empty.After a while, he suddenly turned his heart and clenched his jaw tightly.Unexpectedly, the poison hidden between the teeth was removed by Song Qingshu before he bit it open.I saw Song Qingshu slapped his back with another palm, as if his heart was wounded, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. This palm not only wiped out decades of hard work, but also the highly poisonous substance hidden in his mouth was mixed with blood It was sprayed out at the same time.

Song Qingshu's attack was so ruthless, all the heroes screamed in unison again, only to hear Song Qingshu ask again in an ancient and calm tone: "Where is Yuanzhen?"

Kong was tormented to death, he couldn't help screaming, the hoarse and miserable screams made everyone feel unbearable, only the Shaolin disciples headed by Kong Zhi, Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji and others were expressionless and indifferent.

Song Qingshu squatted down and looked at Kongru quietly, his calm and ruthless eyes made people shudder.After a while, he fixed Kongru's jaw with his hand, and said slowly: "Zen Master Kongru, if you don't talk about it now, it will be a disadvantage if you talk about it in the future."

Kong looked at Song Qingshu blankly, trembling all over, as if he was scared out of his wits.The two of them were at loggerheads, when four nuns in black suddenly walked in quickly outside the square, holding whisks each, and said in a loud voice: "Zhou Zhiruo, head of the Emei Sect, leads his disciples to pay a visit to Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple."

Hearing the words, Kong Zhi just waved his hand and ordered: "Suppress Kong Ru first, and let him be interrogated later." After speaking, he calmly went to the Emei Sect to welcome him.

The Emei faction came to Shaolin this time, full of pomp and circumstance.The heroes saw that the female heroes of the Emei Sect took pride in their identities and did not come to the square on their own like a gang of beggars. They waited for Kong Zhi to lead the group of monks out to meet them, and then marched in line.After the eighty or ninety female disciples in black clothes had finished walking, Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei School in green clothes, walked forward slowly.Behind Zhou Zhiruo, a few feet away, were more than twenty gentle and elegant male disciples in black robes.Each male disciple is carrying a wooden box, long or short.More than a hundred Emei people did not carry weapons on their bodies or in their hands, and the weapons were obviously stored in wooden boxes.The heroes secretly praised: "The Emei Sect is very polite, and their weapons are not exposed, which means respecting the Shaolin Sect."

Zhou Zhiruo exchanged pleasantries with Kong Zhi and came to rest in the wooden shed, but the beggar gang got into a dispute with the Shaolin sect over Kong Ru's departure and stay.The Beggar Gang wanted to keep Kong Ru behind to question Yuan Zhen's whereabouts, but the Shaolin School said that Yuan Zhen was no longer in the temple, Kong Ru was a Shaolin disciple and should be dealt with by the Shaolin School.The two sides were at loggerheads, and Situ Qianzhong, who had a relationship with Song Qingshu in Qianchuan Town, suddenly interrupted them and said: "Today, heroes from all over the world gathered in Shaolin for this lion-slaying meeting. Just step aside!" Situ Qianzhong's words were humorous and straightforward, and he liked to provoke trouble with his tongue, not only brought the grievances between the beggar gang and Shaolin back to Xie Xun, but also quickly provoked all the martial arts figures on the field.

The heroes all regarded him as a drunkard talking nonsense, and never cared about him.Only Master Jingjia of the Emei School couldn't hear it, and said coldly: "You talk nonsense with others, but in front of Emei disciples, you have to behave yourself."

Situ Qianzhong saw Jingjia's evil eyebrows, and he didn't want to argue with her, so he poured himself a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk tsk! What a powerful Emei sect. As the saying goes: A good man does not fight with a woman, and a good alcoholic does not fight with her." Fight with the nun!" He raised his glass and put it to his lips.

Just as he finished speaking, there were two swishing sounds suddenly, the sound of piercing through the air was extremely strong, and two small rosary beads shot towards him.Before Situ Qianzhong could react, a water arrow suddenly shot out from the left side and hit the two rosary beads head-on.The two rosary beads fell to the ground immediately after being hit by this blow.All the heroes saw a lit fuse protruding from one end of the two rosary beads, which slowly spun several times in the small puddle on the ground before it gradually extinguished, and the air was immediately filled with a sulfurous smell.The heroes were not aware of it, so Jingjia shot the third rosary in his hand at Situ Qianzhong's chest.Unexpectedly, halfway through the rosary, an empty teacup flew out from the left side, and pinned the rosary to the ground.The heroes only heard a "bang", and the empty teacup was immediately shattered, and the broken porcelain scattered in all directions. Although it did not kill Situ Qianzhong, it left a bloodstain on his cheek.

Seeing that the three rosary beads were all in vain, Jingjia was startled suddenly, she blushed and shouted loudly: "Which short-sighted person is meddling with the Emei sect's business?"

Song Qingshu, who was sitting in the wooden shed on the left side of Situ Qianzhong, casually spread out his sleeves, stepped forward, crushed the two rosary beads on the ground, and said in a low voice with his hands behind his back: "Let's make an axe!"

After a long time, everyone knew that Song Qingshu defeated the enemy with "thunderbolt, thunderbolt and fireball" in the battle of Tongcheng. Now that Song Qingshu said this, all the heroes relaxed their eyebrows.

Jingjia was not annoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked: "Wudang faction is going to be an enemy of my Emei faction?"

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Situ Qianzhong, but saw Situ Qianzhong looking at him with a strange expression, wanted to scold but couldn't say it, wanted to thank but couldn't show his face, and felt extremely uncomfortable for a while.Song Qingshu ignored him, and said slowly: "This 'Drunk Immortal' Situ Qianzhong has a sharp tongue, but a very kind heart. The Emei School is known as a famous and decent school, and they behave so viciously, but they are worthy of Guo Xiangguo, the founder of the noble school. Heroine?"

When all the disciples of the Emei Sect heard that Song Qingshu had mentioned the name of the founder of the Sect, they all stood up and glared at him.Jingjia was even more furious, with two long eyebrows raised slantingly, and shouted: "The name of the ancestor of this sect is taboo, did you just call it casually?"

Song Qingshu was not moved, and only said loudly: "Today, everyone came to this lion slaughter meeting. Although it is not for poetry and wine, tuning qin and drums, and couplets in essays, it is not for comparing gunpowder equipment, wanton slaughter, and destroying people's lives. .As a martial arts sect, the Emei Sect does not want to use martial arts to win, but instead relies on gunpowder to bully the heroes, which is ridiculous. If the Emei Sect does not change its ambition, the young scholars will not be talented, and I would like to see the truth on the battlefield!" Song Qingshu said, the martial arts The heroes cheered in unison again.Mingjiao advocated Wuji could say this, but only the well-known and decent Song Qingshu said it with pride.

Seeing that Song Qingshu suppressed the aura of the Emei faction, Kong Zhi also heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly stepped forward to change the subject, announced the rules of the competition for the Lion Slaying Competition, and made an agreement with the heroes to determine Xie Xun and the Dragon Slaying Sword tomorrow based on his martial arts skills. belong.

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Jingjia: Who doesn't care about the affairs of the Emei Sect?

Qing Shu: Did you pay me a patent fee for using my gunpowder?