Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

after one day……

Song Qingshu received a reply from Wudang.

The person who replied was Uncle Qi, Mo Shenggu.

The letter mentioned that my father, second uncle, fourth uncle, and sixth uncle were all not in Wudang.

They are still looking for Ji Xiaofu's whereabouts.

After the Grand Master came back, he went into seclusion directly.

No word on when he will be released.

Other than that, I just want him to return to Wudang.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, and the Grand Master went into seclusion.

And I don’t know when I will leave the customs.

"Master Tai, how are you?"

Song Qingshu was really worried. There must be something wrong with Grand Master in seclusion at this time.

Definitely taking action.

He wanted to ask what was going on, or to know how the Grand Master was doing, but he had no way of asking.

We can only wait for Grand Master to come out of seclusion.

Song Qingshu immediately wrote back to Uncle Qi, saying that he would go and see Zhang Wuji.

At the same time, he made it clear that he would not go to the Western Regions.

He knew very well that everyone was worried that he wanted the Western Region.

After sending the message to Wudang, he explained to his father and second uncle that if he was not going to the Western Regions, he would go back as soon as the grand master came out of seclusion.

"Go to Butterfly Valley in a few days."

After Song Qingshu finished handling everything, he sat in the courtyard.

He was not opposed to following Hu Qingniu and learning some heretical ways.

Whether you use it or not is one thing; whether you know it or not is another thing.

…

Three days later.

After Song Qingshu received Wudang's reply and his father's reply, he headed towards Butterfly Valley.

White-browed Eagle King and Li Tianheng sent Song Qingshu out.

Qi Mu and others still followed Song Qingshu.

"Go and see Wuji." The White-browed Eagle King smiled and patted Song Qingshu.

"We'll take care of the other things."

Not far away, Li Tianheng was explaining to Qi Mu and others.

"Well, I'll go check on that kid." Song Qingshu smiled, looked at the White-browed Eagle King and said, "Grandpa, I'll investigate Ji Xiaofu's matter myself."

"It's okay to deal with Cheng Kun after uncle recovers."

"We'll just take care of it, go ahead." The White-browed Eagle King waved to Song Qingshu.

Qi Mu and others also followed.

"Master, we must fight to the death to protect the young master."

"Master, we must fight to the death to protect the young master."

"Master, we must fight to the death to protect the young master."

"..."

There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and Song Qingshu and others disappeared from the sight of White-browed Eagle King and Li Tianheng.

"Qingshu guessed it." The White-browed Eagle King sighed as he looked at the disappearing figure.

Li Tianheng asked: "Ji Xiaofu?"

The White-browed Eagle King said: "Yes, he told me not to investigate Ji Xiaofu, and he also told King Yin Ye not to investigate."

"Just check Cheng Kun."

"It's amazing." Li Tianheng was also pleased in his heart.

"You have seen through a lot of things at such a young age. There will be successors to Wudang."

The White-browed Eagle King nodded: "How is Wuji's situation?"

"Very good." Li Tianheng smiled and said, "I will just lie to Qingshu."

"Wuji's injuries have stabilized."

"That's good, that's good. I'm going to retreat, and the Sky Eagle Cult will be left to you." The White-browed Eagle King nodded.

The two of them walked towards the house.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Li Tianheng also knew that the White-browed Eagle King had spent too much on the treatment of the Yin Ye King.

Since then, because of worries about King Yin Ye's injury, he has not retreated.

Now that King Yin Ye's injury is stable and Song Qingshu is not going to the Western Regions, nothing major will happen in the short term.

…

Inside Butterfly Valley.

An old man and a young man were leaning on the chairs. The old one was Hu Qingniu, the young ones were Zhang Wuji,

"Boy, I haven't read medical books recently. What are you looking forward to every day?" Hu Qingniu teased when he saw Zhang Wuji looking at the road in the distance every day.

Zhang Wuji grinned: "Waiting for someone."

"I won't watch it for a few days."

Hu Qingniu touched his beard: "Wait for that boy Song Qingshu?"

"You said that you are also a disciple of Wudang. Song Qingshu is already famous in the world, but you are still a sick boy."

"Why is the gap so big?"

Zhang Wuji didn't care either: "Brother Qingshu is very powerful."

"I'm sick just because I'm sick. It's okay."

"Don't want to make progress." Hu Qingniu glanced at Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji didn't refute, he was used to Hu Qingniu's cynicism.

This man's mouth is evil, but his heart is not evil.

"Boy, do you know what Song Qingshu is here for?" Hu Qingniu smiled proudly.

"Look at me." Zhang Wuji blurted out without even looking at Hu Qingniu.

"What a beautiful thought. He came to study medicine with me." Hu Qingniu directly attacked Zhang Wuji.

The main reason is that this kid has been too lazy these days.

"Look at me, let's learn medicine by the way." Zhang Wuji didn't care about Hu Qingniu's sarcasm and said with an extremely sure tone.

"Hmph." Hu Qingniu snorted coldly.

At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance, and a group of people quickly appeared in Butterfly Valley.

Zhang Wuji ran out like flying.

"Brother Qingshu."

"Brother Qingshu."

"..."

Song Qingshu quickly dismounted, and so did everyone else.

Song Qingshu took out two chicken legs and walked over.

"Little Lord."

"Little Lord."

"Little Lord."

"..."

Qi Mu and others saluted Song Qingshu repeatedly.

"No, no need." Zhang Wuji waved his hands repeatedly.

Song Qingshu gnawed on a chicken drumstick himself, and then handed one to Zhang Wuji.

"Give."

"Brought specially for you."

Zhang Wuji took the chicken leg with a happy expression. Before he could take a bite, Hu Qingniu's cold shout came from the distance.

"Forget about your own illness!"

Zhang Wuji's body visibly trembled, and the chicken drumstick he was about to bite stopped.

Pfft...

Song Qingshu held down Zhang Wuji's head and bit into the chicken drumstick he was about to take out.

"eat."

"What are you afraid of? With Senior Hu here, it's not a big deal to eat a chicken drumstick."

"I'll save you even if I'm dead."

"You can eat it every day. If you can't die, you're just scared."

"Yes." Zhang Wuji had already closed his mouth and took a bite.

He hadn't tasted this taste in a long time.

fragrant!

Eat as Brother Qingshu says.

fine.

Senior Hu has excellent medical skills.

"tasty."

"tasty."

Hu Qingniu wanted to get angry, but he thought about it and let it go. He just snorted and said nothing.

If you stop him at this time, wouldn't it mean that your medical skills are incompetent?

"Sir, let's go." Qi Mu and others said to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu nodded: "Be careful."

"Be careful to hide your identity."

"Saiki, take care of them and withdraw immediately if there is any problem."

Everyone nodded and left quickly. They had no objection to hiding among the beggars.

Although they didn't know what the young master was going to do, they didn't care.

"Let's go in." Song Qingshu patted Zhang Wuji.

The two of them each held a chicken drumstick and walked toward the house.

"Junior Song Qingshu, I have met my senior." Song Qingshu bowed slightly to Hu Qingniu who was leaning on the chair.

Hu Qingniu nodded slightly and glanced at Zhang Wuji: "I won't do this next time."

"Understood." Zhang Wuji chuckled and ate the chicken drumsticks.

"Brother Qingshu, let me show you Senior Hu's books."

"There are so many books, I haven't even finished them yet."

Song Qingshu had a headache. How could Zhang Wuji still be so virtuous?

In Wudang, he was the king of scrolls and read books every day.

It's still like this after coming here.

"No rush, no rush."

"Tell me about your situation."

Zhang Wuji didn't care when he saw this. The two of them sat down on the grass and started talking excitedly.

"Senior Hu treated me after I came here, and my health is much better than before."

"I also studied medicine with Senior Hu."

"Yes, I also cured Brother Chang. By the way, that's Brother Chang Yuchun."

"You don't know me, but I met him after I came down from the mountain. Brother Chang is very nice..."

"correct."

"……besides……"

"My uncle, my second uncle, my fourth uncle, my sixth uncle, and my seventh uncle. They gave me a lot of things."

"Well, there is also grandpa and uncle."

"They all wrote to me."

"Senior Hu is a very nice person, but his temper is a bit weird."

As he said that, he secretly glanced at Hu Qingniu who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Brother Qingshu, how long will you stay this time?"

"..."

Zhang Wuji talked a lot, but Song Qingshu always smiled and rarely interrupted.

He could see that Zhang Wuji missed Wudang very much.

But because of his injuries, he can only stay here.

"Silly boy." Hu Qingniu, who was not far away, looked at Zhang Wuji who was talking endlessly and shook his head.

He knew very well that Song Qingshu knew what Zhang Wuji said.

Compared with Zhang Wuji's endless chatter, he was more observing Song Qingshu.

Most of what Zhang Wuji said was nonsense, but there was also a small part that was important.

But Song Qingshu wasn't impatient at all and just listened quietly.

Respond occasionally and ask for cooperation.

Hu Qingniu has heard a lot about Song Qingshu recently. This young man is now quite famous in the world.

Looking at it now, it is indeed somewhat extraordinary.

After a long time, Zhang Wuji stopped and looked at Song Qingshu: "Brother Qingshu, what about you?"

"where did you go?"

"My uncle said that you went to travel around the world."

"Is this interesting?"

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Fortunately, I caught a bandit underwater, and then killed some bandits in the valley."

"Then I went to Shaolin to have a look."

"not bad."

"If you find that your strength is insufficient, come here and learn some medical skills from Senior Hu."

Zhang Wuji asked curiously: "Is it dangerous?"

"Fortunately, I have a backer after all, so it's okay." Song Qingshu laughed.

The two chatted casually.

I don’t know how long it took, but Hu Qingniu’s voice came from afar.

"Boy, it's time to take your medicine."

Zhang Wuji looked at the time and stood up: "Brother Qingshu, I'm going to make some medicine."

"We were talking tonight."

Song Qingshu nodded, stood up and walked towards Hu Qingniu.

"Wuji's matter is causing trouble to senior."

"It's okay." Hu Qingniu responded casually: "I don't know how to teach my disciples. You can read the medical books on your own."

"Write down what you don't understand and ask me together."

"Thank you." Song Qingshu responded and walked over to help Zhang Wuji.

Time passes slowly...

Various sects have been setting out for the Western Region for more than a month.

During this period of time, Song Qingshu lived a very leisurely life.

I read books with Zhang Wuji every day. If I have any questions, Zhang Wuji will answer them if he can. If he can’t, just ask Hu Qingniu.

In addition, he occasionally received some messages from Qi Mu and others.

Qi Mu and others discovered that not only were they investigating the Beggar Gang, but the Sky Eagle Sect and the Ming Sect were also investigating.

Song Qingshu didn't pay much attention to this.

The information about Red Maple Forest and Niujiao Mountain was leaked so accurately, there must be something wrong.

In this martial arts world, the most source of information is the Beggar Clan.

It’s not surprising that the Beggar Gang is here.

That night, Song Qingshu was reading in the yard as usual.

A figure not far away slowly walked over.

Song Qingshu slowly put down the book in his hand, his eyes a little confused.

The man sat down directly and said with a smile: "One of the five scattered people, Leng Qian."

"The White-browed Eagle King said you were here, so I came here."

Song Qingshu was shocked, Leng Qian, one of the five scattered people.

"Senior has something to do with me."

Leng Qian nodded: "I want to see you go to Shaolin."

"I found that some people in the Beggar Clan used Shaolin Kung Fu, and they were monks. They were disguised."

"Cheng Kun is in Shaolin!"

Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed, Cheng Kun was still in Shaolin.

"Sure?"

Leng Qian said with great certainty: "Absolutely."

"We hope you can convince the Shaolin Sandu Monk to let us enter Shaolin once."

"You?" Song Qingshu had some doubts in his eyes.

"Yes." Leng Qian responded calmly: "Five Elements Flag, Wu Sanren, White-browed Eagle King, Yang Xiao."

"Cheng Kun must die!"

"Many people from Hongfenglin Mingjiao died, and many people from Niujiao Mountain were injured, including Yang Xiao, Monk Peng, Zhou Dian, King Yin Ye, Tianzi Sect, etc..."

Song Qingshu stared at Leng Qian.

"Do you think Shaolin will let you in?"

"Now that the major sects have gone to the Western Regions and you are forcing Shaolin, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Will the major sects believe it?"

"We don't need their belief!" Leng Qian's voice was extremely firm: "Cheng Kun must die!"

"The Sandu Divine Monk won't let us in, so we'll force our way in!"

"However, this is not the result we want."

"We want you to talk to the Sandu Monk."

"Your grandfather, White-browed Eagle King, has gone to Wudang. I hope Master Zhang will come forward, but Master Zhang seems to be in seclusion, so I guess that won't work."

"It's just you now."

"It's not that our Mingjiao wants to be enemies with Shaolin now, it's that Shaolin can't control its own family."

"As for the consequences, everything will be solved if you catch Cheng Kun!"

"What if you can't catch it!" Song Qingshu said coldly.