Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

After Qi Mu explained, the others quickly started to move.

The people on this boat are originally the elite of the Suzaku altar, and everyone is not a fool.

Anyway, they have always been protecting Song Qingshu.

Organize, organize.

After the reorganization, the image of a group of people changed drastically.

Even Saiki is the same, his appearance has completely changed now.

Song Qingshu was surprised when he saw everyone.

"good."

"This looks much better than before."

Everyone laughed. Most of them found it troublesome to tidy up, after all, they were on the boat all day long.

If they hadn't followed Song Qingshu, they would have lived on a knife's edge and fought often.

The merchant ship quickly headed towards the designated location.

Saiki explained with a smile: "After we sorted it out, we did some disguises. We are all small characters and have not been noticed at all."

"No one can recognize us now."

"Very good." Song Qingshu responded with a smile.

Saiki completely understood what he meant.

Hongshigou.

In a dense forest, a group of people were running quickly, many of them with injuries.

Some people were so seriously injured that they were carried directly on their backs.

The leader was none other than the master of Xuanwu Altar, Bai Guishou.

Bai Guishou glanced at his men who were covered in wounds, then turned to look at the pursuers behind him with a fierce look in his eyes.

These damn bald donkeys and those beggars.

He pointed at a few people who were slightly injured, and then pointed at a few people who were seriously injured.

"You take them and run east."

"They were targeting me."

"Altar Master..." Many people spoke hurriedly.

"Shut up!" Bai Guishou yelled: "I'm not going to die, I have a way."

"Get out of here!"

As he said that, he pointed at the others again.

"You run to the west!"

"You guys run north!"

"quick!"

"No! No!" Many people looked at Bai Guishou with firm eyes.

They all knew who was chasing them.

There is no way to survive if the altar leader leads the other party away alone.

"Let's go!" Bai Guishou doesn't have time to explain to them now.

"I've let everyone else go."

"You guys must leave, otherwise Xuanwu Altar will suffer a big loss."

"quick!"

The group of people remained motionless. No matter what Bai Guishou said, they all followed Bai Guishou firmly.

"A bunch of idiots." Bai Guishou shouted while looking at the crowd.

"Get lost, how can I run if you don't get lost?"

"I can walk alone, but how can I walk if you come with me?"

"quick!"

"I'll lure them away, you run."

"The core of Xuanwu Altar cannot be planted here today!"

"Someone has come to pick me up, hurry up and leave."

When the voice fell, Bai Guishou rushed out directly.

In an instant, he distanced himself from everyone.

When everyone heard someone answering, their eyes showed an unprecedented light.

"Walk!"

"We can't drag down the Altar Master!"

"The altar owner can survive, let's leave quickly."

The people chasing behind saw Bai Guishou and shouted.

"This way."

"This way."

"Quick, quick!! I see Bai Guoshou."

"quick!"

"..."

There were bursts of shouts in the dense forest, and the originally scattered formations all moved closer to this side.

Their target is Bai Guishou, and they don't care about the minor characters at all.

In the night, Bai Guishou was like a lone wolf, running around like crazy.

At the same time, keep an eye on the pursuers behind you.

Seeing that most people were leaning towards him, he felt relieved.

"You bunch of bastards from the Beggar Clan, wait until I run away this time and I won't kill you when I turn around."

He was already very careful, but there were too many disciples of the Beggar Clan and he was still discovered.

After that, Shaolin and the Beggar Clan made a direct attack, and he had no time to react.

If he hadn't happened to have something to explain this time and gathered the elite together, he might have fallen into trouble.

"Saiki...you are a reliable guy."

"This time I live, I will definitely support you in becoming the master of the Suzaku Altar."

He had a plan in mind after receiving Qi Mu's message.

Regardless of whether they can escape or not, too many elite members of the Xuanwu Altar cannot die, otherwise the losses to the Sky Eagle Sect will be too great.

call out……

Just as Bai Guishou was running, a flying knife flew directly towards him.

Bai Guishou's face was gloomy.

It came so fast.

He turned around and hid, and glanced indifferently to the right.

Escape again.

The sky is getting brighter.

Next to a dense forest at Hongshi Ferry, a merchant ship slowly approached.

There was a burst of laughter on board the merchant ship, and they were having a great time eating meat and drinking wine on the deck.

Qi Mu looked at Song Qingshu and said, "Young Master...us."

Song Qingshu drank two glasses of wine: "Wait..."

"Shaolin, the Beggar Clan is encircling Xuanwu Altar. There can't be only a few people."

"There are many disciples of the Beggar Clan and there are masters in Shaolin, so it is difficult to cooperate."

"If we clash head-on, we won't be able to save him."

Qi Mu sighed, of course he knew this, but...

Song Qingshu knew what Qi Mu was thinking, but reality was reality.

If it were King Yin here, or the three Yin Wufu brothers, or other hall masters.

Needless to say, just rush over and kill them all.

But he can't do it, and neither can Qi Mu.

After all, Bai Guishou is an altar leader, and his strength is not bad. With the people of Xuanwu Altar, people with this kind of strength will be killed and run away.

These people can only deliver food.

Time passes slowly...

Qi Mu was very anxious, but Song Qingshu acted very calmly, eating and drinking when he should.

As for others, even more so, they simply don't know what to do.

Just knew there was trouble.

Not long after, a man came out of the dense forest. His clothes were torn, his face was white, and his right arm was stained red with blood.

"Master!"

"Master Baitan."

Qi Mu felt happy when he saw the visitor. As long as he was still alive, everything would be easy.

Bai Guishou looked at the merchant ship and people in front of him with doubts in his eyes.

Who is that handsome young man, and the big man next to him.

Are there these people in Zhuque Altar?

Why didn't he recognize anyone?

Suddenly, he saw the dark man making a gesture.

This is the secret code of the Sky Eagle Cult, and it is unmistakable.

He jumped away and fell directly to the deck the moment he landed.

Qi Mu quickly went up to help: "Is everything okay?"

Although Bai Guishou's face was very tired, he still showed a smile: "It's okay, I can't die."

"Thank you."

"you……"

Only then did he take a closer look at Qi Mu's appearance and said with some uncertainty.

"Saiki!"

Qi Mu laughed loudly: "Yes, how about it, you almost can't recognize it, right?"

"Young master, you are right. If you change your clothes, you will look different."

Bai Guishou almost misjudged Qi Mu, who had always been slovenly. After changing his clothes and washing his face, Qi Mu looked completely different.

However, it seems that the disguise has changed a bit.

At the same time, he was curious about the young master Qi Mu mentioned and looked at Song Qingshu with doubtful eyes.

Song Qingshu had no time to talk nonsense with them.

"Lao Qi, let some brothers who are good at water rowing and go faster."

"The sooner the better, we'll wait for them at the next ferry."

"Master Bai Tan goes into the cabin and hides!"

"quick!"

"quick!"

"Okay!" Qi Mu quickly started to move, and several brothers who were good at water rowed away quickly.

They had prepared these before.

Bai Guishou was arranged to enter the cabin secretly, and the blood stains were quickly wiped away.

Everything has just been arranged.

At this time.

A group of people appeared on the shore, located in front of Bai Guishou.

The leaders were several monks holding Zen staffs, and beside them there were a group of beggars wearing patches.

There were shouts from behind, and there were quite a few people.

Everyone's eyes were on Song Qingshu's merchant ship.

A group of people looked at each other and jumped up.

Qi Mu had been paying attention to the situation on the shore and roared when he saw someone trying to fly onto the ship.

"who!"

His feet glared at the ground, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the sharp claws in his hands pointed directly at a Shaolin monk.

boom!

The Shaolin monk blocked the Zen staff and landed on the shore again.

Qi Mu also returned to the boat, but others had already boarded.

Many people looked at Qi Mu with frowns and did not take action.

They saw Qi Mu's skill just now, it was Wudang Mountain's grappling hand.

Everyone looked at the group of people around them with doubts in their eyes.

"We don't mean to offend, we are chasing someone." A Shaolin monk clasped his hands.

Qi Mu shouted: "If you're looking for it, just look for it, if you're asking for it, just ask."

"What do you want to do if you just board the ship?"

Everyone frowned slightly, they were only polite after seeing the Wudang Kung Fu this man used.

Is this person a little too presumptuous?

"I've offended you so much, I'm sorry." The Shaolin monk who took the lead apologized slightly.

"I hope you can tell me where that person has gone."

At this time, the monk who had been beaten down by Qi Mu came up again, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

With so many people, just take action against him?

The moment he came up, he shot directly at Qi Mu with great momentum and didn't hold back at all.

The speed was so fast that others could not react at all.

"Junior Brother!" A monk shouted, but it was too late to stop him.

Song Qingshu was always on guard, but the moment the man took action, his expression changed slightly.

I screamed in my heart that it was not good.

Damn it!

Take one step.

Appearing directly in front of Qi Mu, he faced the monk with a palm.

Tata~~

Tata~~

Song Qingshu took 8 steps back in a row and stopped after his body hit the guardrail heavily.

Saiki ran over quickly.

When the other people on the boat saw the opponent taking action, they roared angrily, and the sound of swords resounded in the air.

"court death!"

"court death!"

"You bald donkeys are looking for death!"

"..."

The people on the boat roared and looked fierce, as if they wanted to eat these people.

The momentum was overwhelming and he rushed forward.

"No problem." Song Qingshu waved his hand to stop the others.

Wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the Shaolin monk sarcastically.

"Shaolin Vajra Prajna Palm, it seems that this person is from the Yuan family. Shaolin is so majestic."

"Force the ship and take action directly."

"It's a deadly move."

"What's wrong? Shaolin is short of money for incense, so it's robbery instead."

Everyone looked at the group of people on the boat, and their hearts were shocked. These people were not ordinary people. This kind of ferocious aura was definitely from the world.

Who is this person!

"Wudang Mianzhang." The monk who was palming against Song Qingshu was not much better. He took five steps back and was caught by a monk.

His face, which was originally a bit pale, now became uncertain.

"You are Song Qingshu!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed greatly, whether it was Shaolin or the Beggar Clan.

They had guessed that this group of people was unusual, but they never thought it was Wudang!

Wudang, Song Qingshu!

Thinking about the techniques used by the big man before, there are obvious traces of the Wudang grappler.

Damn it!

This boy is so young, and his guards know how to be martial arts grapplers.

Apart from the Wudang Seven Heroes, Wudang has no disciples, only registered disciples.

The younger generation has no one at all.

Wudang Mianzhang is the core skill.

Then there is only one possibility, this person is really Song Qingshu!

They forced themselves onto the ship and took action directly!

The other party is still from Wudang.

this……

At the same time, everyone was also surprised at Song Qingshu's strength. Master Yuanmu's strength was not bad.

It can be said that Song Qingshu was evenly matched with Master Yuanmu's palm.

Although there was blood at the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth, his expression did not change much.

On the other hand, Master Yuanmu's face was pale. He was caught by someone. If he hadn't been caught, it would probably be the same.

Although Wudang Mianzhang's toughness is unparalleled and Song Qingshu has the advantage of martial arts, how old is Song Qingshu.

Not even 15 years old!

At this time, everyone had only one thought: they were in big trouble.

Song Qingshu...this is Wudang's treasure.

He risked his life to save Zhang Wuji at a young age and was called a young hero.

It is no exaggeration to say that Song Qingshu was loved by all in Wudang.

They have no sense in this matter!

If it is not handled well, Wudang Mountain will never give up.

This is obviously bullying no one in Wudang, and the seniors are bullying the juniors. Who can tolerate this?