Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

The residence of Wudang of the Emei Sect.

A dozen homing pigeons flew from the cage and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Is Qingshu here?" In a courtyard, Zhang Songxi looked up at the leaving pigeon with a hint of confusion on his face.

"This is how to do ah."

The master told me something when he left Emei, and he had to leave for a while.

Don't inquire about Wudang's whereabouts or investigate.

One thing in particular is Song Qingshu.

He didn't pay much attention to it at first, just because the master had something to deal with.

Now seeing Qingshu releasing so many carrier pigeons into Wudang to carry messages, he knew something was wrong.

There might be something going on between the master and Qingshu.

"Do you want to tell Qingshu?" Yu Lianzhou appeared next to Zhang Songxi and asked.

He came over after receiving a message from Wudang disciples.

The communication of messages from each sect is the core. If Song Qingshu makes such a big move, other disciples will definitely report it.

"Second brother, you decide." Zhang Songxi responded as if he was stupid.

Does he know the trouble involved?

Master, Qingshu... what these two people have done has exceeded their own heights.

Taking action hastily or getting too involved is asking for trouble.

"You..." Yu Lianzhou looked at Zhang Songxi who was pretending and laughed.

"Okay, let's go and rest. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow."

After Yu Lianzhou finished speaking, he left directly. As he left, he glanced at the yard where the pigeons were, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The master gave special instructions and named Qing Shu, so there must be something going on.

He knew the master's character, and he also knew Qingshu's character.

Now that the master is avoiding him, Qingshu must find him. There must be an irreconcilable conflict.

"Second brother, eldest brother is over there." Zhang Songxi shouted worriedly when he saw Yu Lianzhou was leaving.

They may be okay, but the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao may be in a difficult situation.

The eldest brother's character is too obsessed with certain things.

"It's okay, just let it be. It's okay for me to tell Qingshu what the master means. At least it can explain some attitude issues." Yu Lianzhou turned around and smiled, and left directly.

"Attitude?" Zhang Songxi looked thoughtfully at Yu Lianzhou's leaving figure.

"That's fine."

There were many things they couldn't talk about. After all, the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao was Qing Shu's father, so some of the master's previous explanations made sense.

…

In a courtyard.

White-browed Eagle King and Xie Xun were discussing the issue of dealing with Yuanshi tomorrow, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Dong Dong...

Dong Dong...

"Come in!" White-browed Eagle King and Xie Xun both spoke at the same time, with a hint of solemnity between their eyebrows.

Any news at this time is not a good thing.

After the Mingjiao disciples entered, they quickly spoke: "Yu Erxia asked someone to report that a large number of carrier pigeons flew out of Wudang."

"Master Song takes action himself."

"I got it." The White-browed Eagle King waved his hand for the disciples of the Ming Cult to take action, and let out a long sigh.

Although Xie Xun was blind, he could still detect the reaction of the White-browed Eagle King: "Eagle King, what happened?"

He also had doubts in his heart. Song Qingshu personally sent the message, something must have happened.

During this time, he traveled around the Central Plains and learned many things.

Song Qingshu is at a very high altitude, so it won't be a big deal if Song Qingshu takes action himself.

"Qingshu is checking some things and it's a bit troublesome. I'll deal with it." The White-browed Eagle King explained a few words and walked out quickly.

Seeing this, Xie Xun didn't hesitate to ask, "Yeah."

Not long after, the Mingjiao spies left the Emei Sect and left quickly.

The White-browed Eagle King looked at the leaving spies with a look of sadness on his face.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, what are you going to do and why do you want to avoid Qingshu."

"You can give Qingshu this game in Emei, so what else should you hide from Qingshu?"

"A generation of great masters has disappeared. This..."

When Zhang Zhenren came to talk to him, he said that he might have to deal with something later and needed to keep it secret as he didn't want people to disturb him.

If Song Qingshu investigates his whereabouts, just delay it.

The White-browed Eagle King didn't pay much attention to it at the time and agreed immediately.

In his opinion, both Zhang Zhenren and Song Qingshu were leaders in the martial arts world and acted in a measured manner, so this situation should not happen.

But today when he heard Yu Erxia's special message, he knew something was wrong.

Song Qingshu used Wudang to send a message, and Yu Erxia informed him, which clearly told him that Wudang had been warned by Master Zhang.

To inform yourself is to prepare yourself.

So after receiving the message, he immediately arranged for the Mingjiao to make some preparations.

He knew very well that Song Qingshu could not get any information about Zhenren Zhang from Wudang, so he would definitely ask the Mingjiao to find out.

After that, it was probably the Beggars Gang.

"What's this?" The White-browed Eagle King shook his head and turned to leave.

He really couldn't understand this matter, and he didn't understand Zhang Zhenren and Song Qingshu.

Zhang Zhenren, a great master of the generation, now wants to avoid Song Qingshu, a leading martial arts figure.

Song Qingshu is no outsider. He is a leader of the three generations of Wudang and the disciple of Zhang Zhenren.

Master Zhang wants to avoid him, Song Qingshu wants to find him... Doesn't this just make things difficult for everyone in the martial arts world?

Wudang refused to find him, and Mingjiao hid it. He estimated that the Beggar Clan was the same, so Master Zhang must have informed the Beggar Clan.

In fact, it is not only the White-browed Eagle King who is in trouble, Shaolin is also in trouble at this time.

Abbot Kongwen had received a message from Uncle Sandu a long time ago, and now he had a bitter look on his face when he saw the message from Wudang.

He originally thought that what Master Sandu said would not happen, but now it has happened.

Refuse to help Song Qingshu find out the news about Zhenren Zhang?

Isn’t this embarrassing?

What is Song Qingshu's current strength and status?

"Senior brother, what should I do?" Master Kongzhi looked at Yu Erxia's message, his brows full of sorrow.

Kong Wen said in a deep voice: "Let's hide it for a while."

"No matter what happened to Master Zhang and Daxia Song, since Uncle Sandu has confessed, we can only cooperate."

Kong Zhi was a little worried about Song Qingshu: "Where is Master Song?"

Kong Wen smiled bitterly and said, "Let's keep it a secret for now. If Master Song really asks, I'll hold off if I can. If I can't, I'll have to tell the truth."

"Zhenren Zhang and Daxia Song are all from Wudang after all. It's really hard for us to get involved."

Kong Zhi felt that this was all he could do now, so he got up to make arrangements.

The moon is high and time passes slowly...

In the other courtyard where Wudang was resting, Song Qingshu sat in the courtyard and looked at the horizon.

When the sky began to turn white, not a single homing pigeon returned.

Song Qingshu's gaze became deeper and deeper. Normally, news would come back in two hours.

But it was already dawn, and there was no news.

"Wudang..."

When the morning sun shone on Song Qingshu's face, Song Qingshu stood up. His eyes were no longer deep, but complicated.

"Master...are you trying to avoid me on purpose?"

Song Qingshu never overestimates himself, but he also doesn't underestimate himself.

In today's Wudang, although his father is the leader of Wudang, he rarely participates in Wudang affairs.

But as long as he wants to find out something, even if his father and uncles deliberately try to stop him, he will always have some information.

But today... not at all.

There is only one person who can have such influence, Grand Master...Zhenren Zhang.

…

Mingjiao's residence.

"Master Song."

"Master Song."

"..."

The Mingjiao guards saw Song Qingshu and said hello with a smile.

Most of the people who can come to Emei now are old people from the Ming Cult, or people from the Tianying Cult in the past. Everyone had some conversations with Song Qingshu in the past.

Song Qingshu smiled at everyone and said, "Where's my grandpa? I have something to do with him."

"Retreat in seclusion and prepare with all your strength for the battle of the Dragon Sword in the near future." A guard said with a solemn voice.

Song Qingshu didn't pay much attention and asked casually: "How long have you been in seclusion?"

The guard thought for a moment and began to explain.

Song Qingshu was not an outsider, so the two guards made it very clear. For example, they started discussing with Xie Xun, then went out for a trip, and came back to retreat directly.

"Well, I understand, let's go first." After hearing this, Song Qingshu smiled and left directly.

At this time, he was even more sure of one thing. The Grand Master really didn't want him to find it.

The timing of Grandpa White-browed Eagle King's retreat was too coincidental. At that time, he had just released the homing pigeon from Wudang.

Grandpa White-browed Eagle King deliberately avoided seeing him. Grandpa must have had a conversation with the Grand Master.

"Master Tai, are you determined to give it a go?"

"You are already so old, yet you, a great master, always play this trick."

Song Qingshu really didn't know what to say now.

Taishifu is respected as Zhang Zhenren by the world. He is a genuine master of the generation.

It's magnanimous.

Now it is really too much to embarrass one of my juniors.

At this moment, he thought again of the three ghosts from Xiangxi who ran away shamelessly.

"Are people like this when they get old?"

Song Qingshu muttered as he walked towards Yuanshi's residence.

According to his estimation, Wudang was completely sealed off by the Grand Master, and Grandpa Mingjiao might not give any news for a while.

It will definitely have to be hidden for a while.

He knew very well the character of his grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King. Since he had promised Zhang Zhenren, he would definitely hide it, but he would also help himself.

Except for Wudang and Mingjiao, the only ones with the most information in the world are Shaolin and the Beggar Clan.

Needless to say, Shaolin and his master even avoided him without any grace. Shaolin must have received the news.

The same goes for beggars.

Whether it is Shaolin Sandu or Shi Huolong of the Beggar Clan, they all know how to hide the martial arts, and they have absolute respect for Grand Master Zhang Zhenren.

Grand Master Zhang Zhenren has never asked for help from others in his generation. Now that he is making such a request, there is no reason for anyone to object.

The only one Song Qingshu can move now is Lao Qi.

"Huh? Young Master?" As soon as Qi Mu came out of the yard, he saw Song Qingshu who looked helpless. He felt strange in his heart and ran over quickly, asking curiously.

He hadn't seen the young master's expression for many years.

This was true even when Young Master Wuji faced Xie Xun.

"problem occurs?"

Song Qingshu looked at Qi Mu in front of him, smiled bitterly and nodded: "Something has indeed happened, and there is nothing we can do."

"So I'm going to ask you for help."

"What the hell?" Qi Mu exclaimed, his eyes almost popping out.

"At your wits' end?"

"What a joke."

"Master, do you think I'm a fool?"

It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's that he really doesn't believe it.

What kind of strength does the young master have, how many things are in his hands, and he is helpless? Isn't this nonsense?

Not to mention that the situation in the Central Plains is now very good, even if the Central Plains is still in bad shape, there is nothing Song Qingshu can do about it.

He is also a person who has seen the world, but he really can't calm down about this matter today.

"My great master..." Song Qingshu could understand Qi Mu's surprise and shook his head.

This would surprise everyone.

But now he really has no choice.

Facing a martial arts legend, Zhang Zhenren, he really had no solution.

After all, he has never developed his own strength, everything is accumulated by the older generation.

Qi Mu: "..."

He didn't know what to say.

Master Zhang...how do you say this? What do you say?

The founder of Wudang, a martial arts myth, and a master of a generation, this was a figure who suppressed an era.

"Sir, are you sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?" Qi Mu touched Song Qingshu's forehead with a strange expression.

He really felt that Song Qingshu was ill now, and it was not serious.

Are there any conflicts between Zhang Zhenren and Song Qingshu?

Who believes this?

Song Qingshu is the head of Wudang's three younger brothers and the disciple of Master Zhang.

Song Qingshu can reach this point because of Zhang Zhenren’s maintenance.

There is a conflict between these two people. No one would believe it if I told it.

"Get lost." Song Qingshu glanced at Qi Mu: "Find a place, you and I can sum it up."

"Walk."

Qi Mu looked at Song Qingshu who was leaving, and felt a little worried. He felt that he was in trouble.

That's Zhenren Zhang.

"What's this all about? I..."

"I'm coming."

In a courtyard.

All the surrounding guards were sent away by Song Qingshu, and at the same time, people were told not to get close.

Qi Mu and Song Qingshu were sitting in the courtyard.

Song Qingshu saw Qi Mu fidgeting and looked down upon him: "What are you worried about? You have other things to be afraid of."

"Sir, that's Zhenren Zhang." Qi Mu glanced at Song Qingshu dissatisfied.

"In the entire Central Plains, if you arrest anyone at random, you will see their attitude towards Mr. Zhang."

"Can I not worry?"

"Who doesn't have anything to protect in their heart?"

Song Qingshu laughed loudly: "Come on, come on, there's no one around for you to take action against Grand Master."

"Worrying blindly."

Qi Mu glanced at Song Qingshu speechlessly.

Fight against Zhang Zhenren, unless he is crazy!

When Song Qingshu saw this, he wasn't joking and told what happened.

Qi Mu knew before that the purpose of the battle between Song Qingshu and others and Jing Bufan and others was to protect the older generation.

Now hearing Song Qingshu's explanation, he understood the key in an instant.

"Master, are you sure you have decided how to talk to Master Zhang?" Qi Mu's extremely solemn voice sounded.

"We will decide whether we can find Zhenren Zhang."

"I found it, are you sure we can talk?"

Song Qingshu looked at Qi Mu's deep gaze and fell silent.

I have to say that Lao Qi is indeed very powerful, and he grasped the key points in an instant.

Finding someone is only the first step, how to talk is the key.

"I can talk!" Song Qingshu's firm voice sounded.

"It's okay if it doesn't work, we have to talk!"

Seeing that the young master had made up his mind, Qi Mu showed a strange smile in his eyes.

"Okay, then let's discuss how to find it!"

"Wudang definitely can't do it. If Wudang really helps us find him, it would be too difficult for Head Song, as well as my master and the others."

"Mingjiao, the old leader White Eyebrowed Eagle King can hide it for a while at most. Mingjiao can use it."

"The Ming Cult is missing its old leader. If other people have objections, I will beat them to death. If I can't do it, I will bring the four girls Youlan Zhuya and beat them together."

"On the Mongolian side, I guess there are few people who can move now. It will take time."

"Mongolia was originally going to have a war, and I was mostly arranging it."

"Over there at Shaolin..."

"..."

Song Qingshu rarely spoke, he just listened quietly and occasionally added a few words.

Overall, it's very difficult.

Zhenren Zhang blocked the Central Plains, and it was too difficult for them to break through.

Moreover, many people cannot be spared now. There is a war in Mongolia and cannot be arranged at all.

Qi Mu became more and more excited as he talked, his eyes filled with light.

For him, this was a match against Zhenren Zhang, and this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Master Zhang, this is a martial arts myth.

He was not afraid, but excited, more excited than ever before.

Time passes slowly...

"Sir, something happened!" When Liu Bai's hurried figure appeared in the courtyard.

Only then did Song Qingshu and Qi Mu realize that it was already noon.

The two looked at each other, and the fight for the dragon-slaying knife had already begun.

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly." Song Qingshu stood up and looked at Liu Bai with a smile.

Lao Qi picked up the long sword made by the Holy Fire Order and put it on his shoulder. He said with an indifferent expression: "Let's go and play with the guys in the Yuan Room."

Liu Bai looked at the expressions of Qi Mu and Song Qingshu with a look of astonishment on his face.

All the worries in my heart disappeared.

He knew very well what the expressions and reactions of the two people meant, and something was definitely going to happen.

"What are you... planning to do..."

Qi Mu came to Liu Bai's side and showed a wicked smile: "Good thing, hehe."

"Walk."

After the words fell, without waiting for Liu Bai to react, Liu Bai, who was looking confused, jumped up and headed towards Emei Square at high speed.

"Sir, take the first step."

Lao Qi's laughter could be heard in the air.

"You are really insidious." Song Qingshu looked at the unscrupulous Lao Qi with a smile on his face.

He had discussed a lot with Lao Qi before.

One of the important points is that if the Central Plains is completely blocked by Zhenren Zhang, then look for Yuanshi.

If Yuan Shi doesn't say anything...then don't blame them for being ruthless.

In the final analysis, the matter between the Grand Master and himself is an internal matter within the Central Plains. If the Yuan Dynasty concealed the Grand Master's whereabouts, then it would have crossed the line.

If you kill, you will kill. (End of chapter)