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

In April of the 22nd year of Zhengzheng, Mingjiao advocated that Wuji led Maitreya Zongyi Army and Zhu Yuanzhang's Red Scarf Army to fight in Nansihu.In this battle, Zhang Wuji invested 20 troops, and Zhu Yuanzhang also claimed to have 30 armored soldiers.Just as the people of the world lamented that the foreign troubles had not been eliminated and the internal strife had begun, Song Qingshu, who was in charge of the Wudang Rebel Army and the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Rebel Army, finally showed his bloody fangs. Within ten days, he went to Liuxiangzhuang, Xidukou, Makou, and Nanyang to station Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang in the dangerous places. The troops in charge of guarding and responding near Nansi Lake were all wiped out, and the main forces of the two rebels in the Ming Cult were killed in Nansi Lake.Inside the Nansi Lake, Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang killed each other; outside the Nansi Lake, Song Qingshu has become a trend of catching turtles in a urn.

The Soviet-Zhejiang Rebel Army sent to North Five Lakes to dig the river channel has been gone for ten days. It is only waiting for Song Qingshu to dig the river channel under the banner of fireworks. No matter whether it is Maitreya Zongyi Army or Bailian Zongyi Army, whether it is Zhang Wuji or Zhu Yuanzhang, they will all die. .In this battle, the Mingjiao Rebel Army invested a total of 50 troops. After deducting the old and weak, auxiliary soldiers, women and children in the rebel army, no less than 20 young soldiers died in the battle.After this battle, the Mingjiaoyi Army will be severely injured, and will no longer be able to compete for the championship.However, the land of the Central Plains has been humiliated by this kind of smell for a hundred years. Over the past hundred years, hundreds of millions of Han people have been killed because of various things. Many villages and towns that were once prosperous and lively have become deserted. The Han people can no longer afford such losses. .The loss of the officers and soldiers of the Mingjiaoyi Army will definitely have a great impact on the entire Anti-Yuan cause. Even though Song Qingshu uses soldiers like a god, he is not overpowered. He has generals but no soldiers.

"Song Shaoxia, you are now invincible and invincible. You can only be regarded as a general and a famous general. However, no matter how brave a warrior is, he is only a knife in the hands of others. Right now, you are the knife of hatred in your heart, the knife of Wang Baobao , It is the knife of the Yuan court! This knife will only make your relatives hurt and hate you, and you will never be able to wash away your sins today, let alone expel the Tartars to save the world and help the people. Song Shaoxia, are you willing? You understand the suffering of the people, Understand the meaning of war, you can and must do it, and keep the war firmly under your control. Defeat them, subdue them, order them, and make them swear allegiance to you, this is the real God of War!"

"What about Uncle Qi? What about Mo Zhi? What about Huo Ran? What about the many disciples who died innocently in Wudang? I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"

"The dead are gone, what you have to do now is to prevent the loss from expanding further. The pain in your heart will only confuse you, and you have to subdue it. Only when you subdue yourself can you subdue others!"

Song Qingshu also knew that Mr. Song Lian's words were not wrong at all, he should be sincerely convinced and educated.Then, as Mr. Song Lian has always expected, he will completely cut off the affection and selfishness in his heart, and embark on the road of the supreme king.But he can't do it!

"Senior Brother Song, Maitreya Sect broke out at Liuqiao last night. Although we were beaten back, our army suffered heavy casualties!"

"We have besieged them all night! The Mingjiao Rebel Army is also the world's best soldiers, and the hundreds of miles of water will not trap them for long!"

"Senior Brother Song, please make a decision early!"

Only in the early morning of the second day, the generals of the Wudang rebel army headed by Chang Feiyun surrounded Song Qingshu again, asking him to make a decision early, lest Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang find an opportunity to counterattack.

Song Qingshu, who was sitting behind the desk, was indifferent to what they said, and just propped his forehead and replied boredly: "I see, wait a little longer!"

"What are you waiting for? Now that you are riding a tiger, you should make a decisive decision!" Chang Feiyun said dissatisfiedly.

Before Chang Feiyun finished speaking, Song Qingshu suddenly slapped the desk in front of him to pieces, and shouted sharply, "Wait as soon as I say! Among the rebels, is it you or me who decides?"

Right now, all the people standing in the tent were Song Qingshu's confidantes, they saw Song Qingshu's rare anger and their expressions were severe, and they dared not speak out, the atmosphere suddenly became very tense.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao suddenly lifted the curtain and walked in, whispering, "Go down, I have something to talk to you Senior Brother Song."

This time, no one followed the military order, and they all ran out impatiently before Song Qingshu nodded in agreement.

Seeing Song Qingshu collapsed in the chair exhausted, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help smiling, and said: "The battle is going well, why are you frowning?"

Song Qingshu had a lot of things on his mind, so he couldn't have the leisure to fight with Song Yuanqiao, so he said bitterly: "Daddy asked the question knowingly."

"You can listen to Mr. Song, that's very good." Song Yuanqiao hurried over from Wudang, the most worrying thing in his heart was that Song Qingshu would lose his mind because of Mo Shenggu's death. , then he can't make up for it even if he goes down to the eighteenth floor of hell.Fortunately, Song Qingshu can rein in the precipice.

Song Qingshu was silent for a while before whispering: "...Mr. Song hopes that I can be a wise king with benevolence and righteousness in my heart, but this has never been what I want in my heart."

As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, he and Song Yuanqiao fell silent at the same time.After a long time, Song Yuanqiao suddenly thumped the pillar beside him hard, and he didn't want to pretend to be stupid to cover it up, he only said with hatred: "After all, you will never forget that incident!"

Song Qingshu closed his eyes weakly, and said in a low voice: "Father, my whole life is only for him." Since his rebirth, everything he did was for Wudang and Qishu.Ever since he walked the rivers and lakes, he has defended Seventh Uncle to death several times, at first because he felt ashamed, and later he hoped that Seventh Uncle would live a happy and smooth life.Over time, after all, I lost myself too.Seventh Uncle was what he wanted in his heart, the person he risked his life to save, and died so easily under the intrigue within the Ming Cult.How can you accept it?How can he vent his anger?

"Shut up!" Song Yuanqiao couldn't hear this, and cursed sharply with red eyes. "How dare you say this? Shameless! Shameless!"

Song Qingshu only smiled to himself, and replied softly: "Daddy can trap someone in me, and I can never see him for the rest of my life. But who can control what I think?"

"He's dead!" Song Yuanqiao said loudly.

As if a hard punch hit Song Qingshu's heart, tears instantly filled his eyes.He froze for a moment, and then he held back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and said word by word: "I know! The Yellow River is rolling, and I personally carried out the corpses of fifteen Wudang disciples in the river. I dare not miss any of them." , I am afraid that I will never find him, but every time I am afraid that what I see is his face. But even if it is not him, those are the juniors who grew up with me... Daddy, do you know that is What does it feel like? Heaven’s will is high, it’s hard to ask, but things are already in autumn. I just hate, why wasn’t I the one who died?”

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look into Song Qingshu's eyes.After waiting for a long time, he choked up and collected his thoughts, turned his head and said seriously: "Qingshu, even if your seventh uncle and all your juniors are under the Nine Springs, they would not want to see you ruin their lives for them."

These words, Song Qingshu has also heard too much during this period of time. "I believe that even under the Nine Springs, they hope that I can avenge him!"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu for a long time, and finally shook his head in disappointment. "Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang are fighting for power and implicating my Wudang disciples; you are fighting with them for hatred and implicating the people of the world. What is the difference between you and them?"

Song Qingshu raised his head and took a deep breath, and remained silent for a while.

"Qingshu, don't let go of the teachings you have received since childhood." Song Yuanqiao said softly, actually mentioning the first precept of Wudang sect rules. "People who practice martial arts have martial arts and virtue..."

"Help the world and help the crisis, get rid of greed and abstinence; keep benevolence and forgiveness in your heart, and serve the country and the people." Song Qingshu's eyes became hot, and he couldn't help reciting in a low voice. "why why……"

Knowing the son is like a father, Song Yuanqiao naturally understands the pain in his son's heart, seeing him lost his soul is even more unbearable, he just patted him on the shoulder and said: "Qing Shu, you are a man's husband. You should understand what is more important than personal relationship!"

Song Qingshu stared blankly at the ground for a long time without answering. It seemed that there were some auspicious past events in his mind that came and went and gradually disappeared without a sound. It was the laughter and laughter when he was with Uncle Seven and his juniors. , There is no way to keep it.In the Great Yuan Palace, he saw Emperor Yuan Shun sitting on that dragon chair with his own eyes, majestic and majestic, yet helpless and cold to the bone.He smiled lightly, and suddenly said: "Father, I can't do it. Maybe... Mr. Song is right, there is another way!" He suddenly raised his head to look at Song Yuanqiao, and said word by word, "Just get rid of the culprit, don't ask Threat! I am the one who is sorry for Grand Master, my fifth uncle and my aunt, and I will apologize to them!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took the long sword hanging on the wall into his palm, and rushed out of the tent.

"Qingshu!" Song Yuanqiao seemed to have expected what he was going to do, and hurriedly chased him out with a cry of surprise.However, Song Qingshu has reached the peak of his martial arts since he practiced the Nine Yin Mantra, and Song Yuanqiao has only chased about ten steps before falling far away, and there is no trace of his beloved son in the billowing smoke and dust.

Song Qingshu used Tiyun Lightness Kung Fu all the way to Nansi Lake, his body is as light as clouds floating in the sky, and his movements are as quick as lightning.The Wudang Rebel Army who was in charge of guarding the South Four Lakes panicked and felt a white cloud drifting by in front of them. Song Qingshu was already standing on the prow of the warship of the Wudang Rebel Army, holding his hands behind his back and shouting loudly: "Zhang Wuji, Zhu Yuanzhang, if you want your soldiers to survive, get out! See me!" At this time, Song Qingshu was tens of feet away from the warships of Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang, but he shouted loudly, enunciated clearly and took a long breath, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.

After a while, two people walked out of the warships belonging to the Mingjiao and the Red Turban Army on both sides, it was Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Song Qingshu anxiously for a while, and then sighed helplessly: "Song Shaoxia, the Battle of Shiqiao, Zhu also sighed."

Zhang Wuji said solemnly, "Senior Brother Song, if you don't come to see me, I will come to see you today."

Song Qingshu shook his head slowly, and said coldly: "You have no right to call me 'senior brother'!" Sen Leng's eyes turned to Zhu Yuanzhang again. "You are not qualified to mention the stone bridge again! Come with me!" After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the bow. After a few ups and downs, he landed not far from the battlefield of Nansi Lake like a fleeting shadow. An unnamed hill.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but smile slightly, and followed Song Qingshu to the top of the mountain with a roar.His howl, full of internal energy, shook hundreds of miles, like a roaring mountain tsunami, making people's hearts jump. It is obvious that in the past two years, not only has his martial arts not been put down, but it has become even better.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand martial arts, he was a tough guy, so he ignored the obstruction of his generals and called the boatmen to take him ashore to the appointment in a small boat.This time, the Wudang Rebel Army did not stop them either.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Zhang Wuji discovered that this hill covers a large area, and on the top of the mountain there are many tombstones of the Wudang Rebel Army and the Soviet and Zhejiang Rebel Army who died in this battle.I saw Song Qingshu casually picked up a jar of wine from one of the tombs, and said slowly: "Three years ago, you said it yourself, no competition for the throne, and separation of powers. I believed you, but I believed you wrong! Those who died in battle The soldiers of the rebel army are the price. You were wrong, and I was even more wrong. Today, I have seen through your awe-inspiring righteousness and tired of your rhetoric, so I can only kill you with my own hands, and then apologize to them with death!" He patted Kaifeng Ni, raised his head and poured down a mouthful of strong wine, and said coldly, "I've drank this Jueyi wine, there is no friendship between you and me, only life and death!"

Song Qingshu was so resolute, Zhang Wuji had nothing to say, he just reached out his hand silently to take the wine jar pushed by Song Qingshu's internal force, and drank the spirits.

Only two sounds of "bang" and "bang" were heard, and the two fell off the wine jar one after another, saying in a deep voice:

"Wudang Song Qingshu, please advise!"

"Ming teaches Zhang Wuji, please advise!"

Nine Yin Scriptures vs. Nine Yang Divine Art, this is a decisive battle destined to shock the martial arts world.Two young heroes who are only in their early twenties seek the pinnacle of martial arts with their own strength, use their lifelong knowledge to distinguish between good and evil, and try to determine the importance of the top.

Although Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji came from the same school, their experiences are completely different, and their martial arts methods also have their own merits.Song Qingshu grew up in Wudang since he was a child, and every move and style was strictly taught by the Wudang School. When it comes to the "right" of martial arts, no one can match him; .Although Zhang Wuji knows Wudang Taijiquan and Taijijian, but he also knows that his skill is definitely not as good as Song Qingshu, who has been immersed in Wudang martial arts all his life, so he simply put aside Wudang martial arts in this battle, and only uses Nine Suns Divine Art and Great Shift of the Universe. To deal with martial arts with the holy fire order.Jiuyang Shengong only emphasizes inner strength and mentality but no moves, and the martial arts of Qian Kun Da Nuo and Shenghuo Ling belong to the Persian martial arts style, which is quite different from the Central Plains martial arts.Therefore, Zhang Wuji's every move seems to be upside down and out of order, but in fact it hides mysterious changes and changes in no way, making it difficult for people to parry.But Song Qingshu's two generations were human beings, deeply taught by the righteous martial arts, and his martial arts were even more dignified. When the two met in the first day of junior high school, Zhang Wuji's moves seemed left and right, front and back, and caught him by surprise, which made him scramble.

However, Song Qingshu sat in Wudang for two full years, and he endured the torrential rain in spring and the frost in winter, and finally practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures.Although he deeply hated Zhang Wuji for killing Mo Shenggu and Wudang disciples for the sake of power, but he still had no anger or joy in his confrontation with the enemy, no matter whether he was gaining the upper hand or temporarily being at a disadvantage, he couldn't arouse his mind.After about seventy or eighty moves, Zhang Wuji's weird moves emerged one after another. He originally had a personality of getting stronger when he met the strong.I didn't want to fight against Song Qingshu again in today's battle, it was quite hearty, and gradually brought out all the subtleties that I had learned in my life.

Apart from Zhu Yuanzhang on the hill, many Wudang disciples also went up to watch the battle between the two.I saw that Zhang Wuji's moves were fierce, strange, majestic and majestic, but Song Qingshu's swordsmanship was mellow, empty, bright and formless.The battle between the two is exactly when the opponent meets Liangcai, one is as coquettish as a dragon, and the other is as graceful as a frightened bird.Even though all the Wudang disciples were devoted to Song Qingshu and secretly hated Zhang Wuji, they had to admit that their martial arts attainments had reached their peak, and every move and style was like everyone else's.

At this moment, the two had already faced off hundreds of moves, Zhang Wuji's inner strength was unfathomably deep, and his palm movements were graceful and mighty, like a bright sun and full moon.But Song Qingshu's mind became more and more clear, and his eyes became more deep and condensed. No matter how complicated or simple Zhang Wuji's moves are, his sword points must always be defended, just as the sound of the voice is invisible to the elephant.Wudang martial arts has always been known for being dense and dense, once the two of them fought over two hundred moves, Zhang Wuji no longer had the upper hand and it was difficult to win.Zhang Wuji is intelligent by nature, knowing that his heart will not be full for a long time, he immediately let out a clear whistle, concentrating on using the Great Teleportation of the Universe and the Divine Art of Nine Suns, and stretched out his palms one after another, wandering from left to right, false and true, it was the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand Get stuck.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling slightly, and with his wrist forward, the long sword in his hand shot towards Zhang Wuji like an arrow piercing through the air.Regardless of his previous life or present life, he was better at swordsmanship, so others thought he was only good at swordsmanship, but forgot that his internal palm strength was also amazing!

This palm was the force of Wudang's cotton palm, Zhang Wuji received this palm on his chest, his complexion turned slightly pale, and he took half a step back.However, his inner strength is profound, and with a little breathing, he has already turned this palm into invisible, and praised: "Brother Song's inner strength has been improved a lot." As soon as he said that, he grabbed Song Qingshu's head with his right hand, this grasping force Dao is fierce and fierce, it is Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

Song Qingshu stepped back two steps in a buoyant manner.Zhang Wuji missed the first blow, and the second and third moves followed closely. He mastered the Shaolin dragon's claws with the great movement of the universe, and the claw skills he used were even more sophisticated and exquisite than that of the Shaolin eminent monk Kong Xing.Everyone saw his robe fluttering, entangled Song Qingshu like a giant dragon, but they couldn't see his moves clearly.Song Qingshu was in the center of the storm, but calmly, he unhurriedly neutralized Zhang Wuji's dragon claw hand with one move of Wudang martial arts.Occasionally, Zhang Wuji's moves were too fast, and his feet moved lightly, and he often avoided the opponent's offensive at critical moments.Seeing that Song Qingshu's body was swift, like a Zhilan Yushu swaying in the wind, it could be said to be elegant, unrestrained and exquisite, and they couldn't help but applaud loudly.But no one knows that Song Qingshu has used the martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures to be able to fight against Zhang Wuji's dragon claws, and how much danger is hidden behind this weightlifting with ease.

The two of them fought each other for hundreds of strokes with their palms, Zhang Wuji's martial arts were no longer limited to Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands.Wudang Zhenshanzhang, Wudang Mianzhang, Wudang Taijiquan, and even the palms of other schools of martial arts, he can learn them easily if he has seen them before, and the movements of the palms are overwhelming.But Song Qingshu still only uses Wudang martial arts to deal with it. Compared with Zhang Wuji's strange and complicated martial arts, he is always calm and inaction, as true to his nature.

After another thirty or forty strokes, the two were evenly divided again.But at this moment, Song Qingshu's palm suddenly changed, the five fingers of his right hand spread like an orchid, lightly brushing the Tanzhong acupoint on Zhang Wuji's chest.Among the Wudang disciples present, someone with extensive knowledge immediately shouted: "Fingering with flowers!"

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, and immediately thought that Song Qingshu had memorized all Shaolin 72 stunts. When he performed a Tai Chi move "like closure, like closure", he used the word "seal" and held Song Qingshu's move with one arm. Truncation.Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu's move was just a bluff, his right hand did not stick to Zhang Wuji's chest, his five fingers formed a fist, and his right fist and left palm slapped Zhang Wuji at the same time.This move is the second move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms "Dragon Fights in the Wild".But this move is still a false move.He took another step, and made the third move, which is Wudang Zhenshan Palm No. 11 palm technique "Tiantian Iron Palm".

Hearing a loud "bang", Zhang Wuji felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, Song Qingshu's internal palm force had broken through his protective zhenqi and wounded him.Zhang Wuji prided himself on his profound internal strength, and today he was injured by Song Qingshu's internal palm, which is unbelievable.

But Song Qingshu took another step forward, and said coldly: "This palm is for Uncle Qi!" Another Wudang Zhenshan Palm palm was aimed at Zhang Wuji.Zhang Wuji suffered serious internal injuries from that palm just now, seeing Song Qingshu's second palm coming fiercely, he hastily resisted it with Taijiquan.It's just that the two of them were equal in martial arts, since Zhang Wuji was injured first, it was difficult to resist the second palm, and he was immediately sent flying by Song Qingshu.

The victory and defeat have been decided, but everyone on the top of the mountain is silent.Song Qingshu practiced the Nine Yin Manual, and everyone expected that Song Qingshu would win, but they were still shocked and speechless after seeing it with their own eyes.I saw Song Qingshu took back the long sword casually, strode forward, and gave Zhu Yuanzhang a cold look.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand martial arts, but he saw this peak duel in the martial arts with his own eyes, and saw the superb martial arts of Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, but he still couldn't help but feel terrified.Thinking of Song Qingshu's resettlement of the people in Wudang, thinking of his invincibility on the battlefield, it was only at this moment that he realized that absolute power can overwhelm mountains and seas when moving, and moisten things without making a sound when it is still.It turned out that it was so terrible!He swallowed hard, and just as he said the words "good stone bridge", he slapped Song Qingshu in the face, and his tall and strong body flew into the air, but was blown away by this slap. He fell beside Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu condescended to point his sword at them, and said in a hateful voice, "Why do you all want to be emperors?"

The author has something to say:

Director: Song Shaoxia, is it really okay to kill Zhang Wuji and then commit suicide?

Qing Shu: Seventh Uncle understands!

Director: I'm not asking this!Have you ever thought, what if... lose again...

Qing Shu: Then I will kill the director and then commit suicide!

Director: I won!you win! YOUARE WON!