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

As soon as Mo Shenggu got off the mountain, he rode his horse slowly. He grew up in Wudang since he was a child, and he is too familiar with every plant and tree here.On the banks of the Han River, he once practiced swords with Qingshu; in the peach grove in front of the mountain, they buried wine together; the farmland in front was the first piece of wasteland Qingshu bought, and now it is full of crops; There is also this piece of grass under his feet. After countless times of Qing Shu's practice, he accompanied Qing Shu to rest here. Qing Shu always rested on his lap, gossiping with him Then fell asleep.As if possessed by a demon, Mo Shenggu jumped off his horse and walked aimlessly on the grass for a while.As he walked, he seemed to recall some interesting past events, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth to smile subconsciously.However, before the smile reached his eyes, Mo Shenggu couldn't hold back the sobs in his throat.He didn't understand why it happened like this?Things happened so fast, he still didn't understand why Qing Shu was so resolute, he didn't even give him a chance to discuss it, and just carried everything on his own as always.

Mo Shenggu led the horse and staggered towards the gazebo where he used to sit with Song Qingshu, but suddenly found that there was already a person sitting in the gazebo.That person's clothes are simple and slender, with shrewd eyes and brows, she is Yin Liting's wife.Seeing Mrs. Yin appearing here, Mo Shenggu was obviously taken aback, he hurriedly turned his face and wiped the corners of his eyes, before saluting respectfully: "Sister-in-law Six."

Hearing Mo Shenggu's "sixth sister-in-law", Madam Yin didn't raise her brows, she just concentrated on pouring the brewed fragrant tea into the cup, took another sip slowly, and said after a long time: "Sit down!"

Mo Shenggu hesitated for a while, he has a good relationship with the sixth sister-in-law, but obviously not enough to let her come to see him alone.

Madam Yin seemed to understand his hesitation, and only said softly: "I have some things in my hand that Qingshu entrusted me to hand over to you."

Mo Shenggu immediately sat down opposite Madam Yin.

Mrs. Yin was entrusted by Song Qingshu to bring to Mo Shenggu the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and the Six Palms Behind the Beggar Clan, which had been lost.Mo Shenggu was holding the six-palm manual handwritten by Song Qingshu and was silent for a long time. After a long while, he choked up and asked, "Does he have anything to ask Mrs. Liu to convey?"

Mrs. Yin shook her head slowly, she knew before she married into Wudang that Mo Shenggu had a strong nature and would bleed but not cry.Seeing him weeping at the secret book at this time, Mrs. Yin felt extremely uncomfortable.But even so, she still persuaded: "Seventh brother, put it down!"

Trembling, Mo Shenggu took a couple of breaths, carefully folded the essence of palm movements and hid them next to his body, tremblingly replied: "Sister-in-law Liu said that this matter is outrageous, we should let it go."

"So it's just because of treason?" Mrs. Yin whispered with a sneer, and said again. "When we get back to Hangzhou, we should look for marriage earlier."

Speaking of this, Mo Shenggu only shook his head.

However, before he could speak, Mrs. Yin raised her eyebrows and asked: "You don't want to? What's your plan? If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night? Do you know that Qing Shu was beaten by the elder brother today? Twenty big boards were taken, and they were taken to the back mountain and locked up?"

Mo Shenggu's face suddenly changed, and he got up immediately to go back to Wudang.

Unexpectedly, before he left the gazebo, Madam Yin shouted loudly behind him: "Stop! What do you want to do? Go back and save him? Do you believe that as long as you show up, big brother can beat Qing Shu to death?"

Mo Shenggu trembled all over and could no longer move.he believe!Song Yuanqiao has always been a gentleman of Xun Xun, and he is the most disciplined in everything. "Why..." He always knew that it was wrong for him to be with Qing Shu, but it turned out that just taking Qing Shu to heart was not allowed.Why?

"Why?" Mrs. Yin sneered again, and walked forward slowly to look at Mo Shenggu. The indifferent and disdainful look in her eyes seemed that Mo Shenggu was worthless in her eyes. "I also want to know why Qingshu just fell in love with you?"

Mrs. Yin has always been friendly with Wudang heroes since she married into the Wudang school. Mo Shenggu had never seen such sharp and critical eyes from her, so he was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Yin sighed slightly when she saw Mo Shenggu's unclear expression, and said sadly: "Qing Shu is thoughtful and considerate, and anyone who stays with him is equally happy and at ease. You will like him, I don't Accident. It's just that you can't be together. It's not because you are uncles or nephews, it's not because you are both men, but because Qing Shu is with you, he suffers."

What Madam Yin said, Mo Shenggu was startled immediately.I just felt in a trance, there was an idea in my mind that was about to come out, but I couldn't catch the clue.Mrs. Yin could only hear Mrs. Yin asking softly: "Qingshu is always clever, why is Wudang pleading guilty this time, and the matter is so reckless that he can't wait for a moment?"

Mo Shenggu was stunned for a while before slowly answering: "He is trying to stop me."

"The wrong thing was handled by you together, why didn't he discuss it with you?" Madam Yin asked again.

"Why?" Mo Shenggu hurriedly asked.He also wanted to know, why?

"Because he knows that you won't listen to him, and he knows how stubborn you are. Seventh brother, you are an uncle, he is a nephew; you are an elder, he is a junior. Who is most at fault in this matter?" Who is less wrong?" Mrs. Yin stepped forward and looked deeply at Mo Shenggu.This time, there was only pity in his eyes.

"Sister-in-law Six, you don't need to say anything, I understand." Mo Shenggu sighed suddenly.He is the seventh uncle and elder, under the prestige, Qing Shu has always obeyed him.

"No, you don't understand." Madam Yin shook her head again, "Qing Shu is your junior, why did he stop in front of you? Because he values ​​you more than himself."

"I can also..." Mo Shenggu argued weakly, originally he wanted to come back by himself to plead guilty.

"But you are not as smart as him, so you can't stop him." Mrs. Yin said coldly. "Seventh brother, you have your own way of dealing with people, which is very good. If you do something wrong, you will not escape, and it is not easy. But the wrong thing you and Qing Shu did, let Qing Shu alone It's not fair. Since you can't help him, don't drag him down. If you really like him, it's better to forget him early, maybe his father will forgive him one day. "

Mrs. Yin's words were straightforward and down-to-earth, far more touching than the so-called etiquette and rules, but Mo Shenggu still shook his head when he heard it. "I can't be with Qingshu, I know it, and I dare not force it. Because the rules of this world are like this, because I can't drag Qingshu or the teacher for my own personal love and desire. But what am I thinking? You can't make your own decisions, so what's the point of being human in this life?"

Mrs. Yin was furious when she heard the words, but before she could speak again, Mo Shenggu said first: "I know that I am not as smart as Qing Shu, and I don't think about him as much as he thinks about me. But I treat him with all my heart It will never change, unless he lets go first, I will never do anything to be sorry for him. Fortunately, my elder brother never locked me up, and I will definitely try my best to make my elder brother let go of Qingshu."

Mo Shenggu was so calm, Mrs. Yin didn't know how to persuade her anymore, she just asked in disbelief: "Why? Seventh brother, did you know that the educated youth also promised elder brother that he would never see you again? Since we can't see each other , can't stay together, why not forget each other completely?"

Mrs. Yin revealed Song Qingshu's conditions for agreeing to Song Yuanqiao, but Mo Shenggu was not surprised at all, but said quietly: "We can't see each other because we have restraints in our hearts; we can't stay together because the teacher's kindness is more important than personal love. ; We can't forget each other because we still have feelings in our hearts."

Madam Yin's eyes suddenly became hot, and she hurriedly turned her face away, trying to hide the tears that were about to fall.She knew that she didn't have to persuade them anymore, no one could persuade them.Everything can only be left to God to decide.

The flowers bloom and fall, the flowers fall and the flowers bloom, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.In the past two years, the Mingjiao Rebel Army became more and more powerful, and their troops were approaching Shandong.The Jiangsu-Zhejiang Rebel Army, dominated by the Beggar Gang and the Haisha Gang, is also growing stronger and stronger, and killed the Yuan Ting's garrisons in Xunyang and Hongdu half a year ago, and joined forces with the Wudang Rebel Army to take Jiangxi.Most of the territory south of the Yangtze River has fallen into the hands of the three rebels, and Shandong is the last barrier of the Yuan court.This year is the 21st year of Zhizheng. Emperor Yuan Shun knew that the country and society were in turmoil, so he ordered the mighty Ruyang King Chahantemuer to lead an army of [-] to attack Shandong and fight to the death with the Red Turban Army.The Red Scarf Army knew that they were no match for the Yuan army's iron cavalry, so they had already summoned the Jiangsu-Zhejiang rebel army and the Wudang rebel army to meet in Jining to fight against King Ruyang.

However, King Ruyang used his soldiers like a god. After leading his army south, he first ordered his son Wang Baobao to lead [-] elite soldiers to catch the Mingjiaoyi army stationed in Henan by surprise, and took advantage of the trend to occupy Luoyang.Han Lin'er, the son of Han Shantong, persuaded the abbot of Shaolin, Zen Master Kongwen, to abandon the temple with his Shaolin disciples, and retreat to Shandong with the Mingjiao army, but was declined by the abbot Kongwen.The Shaolin faction only thought that the Mongolian army went south to fight the Song Dynasty and never came to provoke Shaolin. Shaolin disciples are all outsiders, so they should be spared the suffering of this military disaster.Unexpectedly, Wang Baobao hated Zhang Wuji deeply for forcing Zhao Min away, and he also hated the Shaolin faction who was old with Zhang Wuji, and burned the Shaolin Temple down.

It is a pity that the centuries-old Shaolin temple was destroyed once, but the most shocking thing is that after this battle, many Shaolin disciples were killed and injured, and none of the 72 stunts survived.Abbot Kongwen heard the news while on the sick bed, he was so angry that he spit out blood.He is old, leading the Shaolin disciples to fight hard all night to break out of the siege, his vitality has been seriously injured, and he knows that even if his injuries heal, his life will not be long.For the sake of Shaolin School's future, he immediately decided to drag his sick body to Wudang and ask Song Qingshu to silently recite the scriptures.

Two years ago, news came out from the Wudang faction that Song Qingshu was punished for disobedience.Time has passed, Kong Wen originally thought that this incident had already passed.Unexpectedly, he didn't know until he got to Wudang Mountain that Song Qingshu was still confined to the back mountain of Wudang, and he was not allowed to step out of the mountain.Zhang Sanfeng's state of mind is clear and clear, even though he knows that Shaolin has lost 72 unique skills, Wudang can jump up to become the number one in Wulin, but he has never had any evil thoughts. He promised to order Song Qingshu to write down the Shaolin stunts he had memorized back then and return them to Shaolin as soon as possible.

Song Yuanqiao was sitting at the head of Zhang Sanfeng at this time, and when he heard that Zhang Sanfeng had responded to Xia Kongwen's request, he immediately sent an order from Lingxu, the Taoist boy in charge of guarding the back mountain: "Go and prepare some pens, ink, paper and inkstones and send them to the back mountain. The book will write out Shaolin's unique skills silently as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, just as he finished his words, Lingxu replied anxiously: "I would like to report to Uncle Song, Senior Brother Song has been in seclusion for five days, and he hasn't even touched a chopstick for food during these five days."

When Lingxu said this, all the heroes of Wudang immediately frowned.Song Qingshu was imprisoned in Houshan back then, and his injuries had not recovered. Fortunately, he still had the "Nine Yin Manual".For the past two years, he has been ignorant of the world in the back mountain, and he has devoted himself to practicing the unique skills recorded in the Nine Yin Manual, and now he is suddenly retreating. Could it be that he has reached a critical juncture?Zhang Sanfeng and all other Wudang heroes possessed unique skills, and they knew that practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.If Song Qingshu can break through the barrier safely, his martial arts will naturally improve to a higher level; but if he can't, it's easy to go crazy.Thinking of this festival, the Wudang heroes have repeatedly urged: "Brother, why don't you go and read Qingshu!"

However, Song Yuanqiao lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but finally shook his head, and said coldly: "Life and death depend on fate, what difference does it make if I go or not?"

The fighting between father and son has been going on for two years, Wudang heroes still refused to give in after hearing Song Yuanqiao, knowing that they can't persuade him, they couldn't help sighing in unison and didn't say more.Zhang Sanfeng was also helpless, he just turned his head and said warmly to Zen Master Kongwen, "Chan Master Kongwen, I'm afraid we will have to wait for the matter of dictating scriptures, and please invite Zen Master to stay in Wudang for a while."

Kong Wen also knew that the matter was very important, so he had a few polite words with Zhang Sanfeng, and settled down on Wudang Mountain with peace of mind.

The news that Lingxu uttered in Zixiao Palace quickly spread throughout the entire Wudang Mountain.Everyone in Wudang knows that Song Qingshu must have reached a critical juncture in his practice, but Song Yuanqiao issued a strict order that Song Qingshu was not allowed to go down the mountain for a day without repentance; he was not allowed to see anyone except Lingxu who was in charge of delivering meals. people.Therefore, even though they were worried, they could not go to visit. They only counted the days on Wudang Mountain, and stretched their necks to look back at the back mountain from time to time.

On the night of the seventh day of Song Qingshu's retreat, there was a heavy rain.The roaring thunder shook the whole field, and the changing lightning lit up the night sky from time to time.The overwhelming torrential rain drove all the people on Wudang Mountain back to their houses. On the top of the mountain, there was only one person who was still sitting cross-legged silently in the thick darkness.Dark clouds rolled and covered the sky, and the big raindrops fell on him. Song Qingshu took a breath under the heavy rain, and gradually opened his eyes.He looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually turned from empty and blurred to clear and cold, and said softly: "It's a good rain!" He stretched out his hand, and a long sword inserted in the distant mountain suddenly came out of its sheath and flew into his palm .He flicked the sword slightly with his fingers, and the fingertips shot out with qi, and the long sword let out a long and wild moan immediately, which shocked the original airtight rain curtain to stop in midair.A sword pierced out, and the sword energy criss-crossed. The dense raindrops were immediately divided by countless sword energy, and exploded into clouds of water mist in mid-air.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating half of the night sky.Song Qingshu flicked his wrist, turned the long sword in his hand, and drew a slight circle in the air. Within the circle, the raindrops that were originally blown into mist were condensed into a water dragon, circling and roaring within the edge of the sword.

"The highest goodness is like water. Water is good for all things and does not fight for it. It is what everyone hates, so it is more than Tao." He said a few words in a low voice, and the sword's posture changed again. hill.Just hearing a loud "boom", the peaks and rocks on that mountain were completely flattened.

Song Qingshu let out a clear whistle, and faced the heavy rain, he used a set of Taiji swordsmanship.Under the flickering lightning, his sword moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water, his sword moves are light and round, and his movements are elegant and carefree, as clear as a god.Lightning and thunder, strong winds, and countless raindrops poured down, but they couldn't get on his hair and robes. They were only condensed in mid-air by his sword energy, gathered or scattered under the guidance of his long sword, and at the last moment, the mountains and rocks were shattered. , When it's soft, it doesn't panic.A set of Taiji swordsmanship consists of 54 moves. When the last move is "holding the sword and returning to the original", layers of circles in mid-air gather raindrops into a huge and complicated water flower, which blooms suddenly in the air, and then falls leisurely. When it is gorgeous, when it is gone it is quiet and beautiful.

Returning the sword into its sheath, Song Qingshu stood on the top of the mountain in white, and let out a soft breath.In mid-air, a flower bud floated down gently. He stretched out his hand to put the flower bud in his hand, looked down for a while, and then smiled slightly.

At this time, the heavy rain has stopped, the mountains are quiet, and the sky is full of bright moon.

The author has something to say:

Director: Congratulations to Song Shaoxia for his great achievement, for thousands of years, to dominate the world!

Qing Shu: Hmph!