Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 153: Aerodynamics in a Reed Crossing the River

"The ancestor's affairs are finished so soon?" Song Qingshu was surprised when he recognized that the other party was the sunflower ancestor.

"The people from the Red Flower Society colluded with Southern Shaolin to deceive me last time. Thanks to you for saving the little emperor." Sunflower ancestor seemed to be telling a very common thing, for him who had lived for hundreds of years. In terms of humans, there is indeed nothing to move him.

Song Qingshu remembered that Sunflower Patriarch said last time that the reason why he protected Kangxi was that he took a fancy to Kangxi's true dragon spirit, which helped him cultivate the Sunflower Book. "Ancestor, there is a question I have never understood. You need true dragon aura. It stands to reason that Temujin's true dragon aura is more sufficient. Why don't you go to him?"

"Genghis Khan is really good. It's a pity that he is too eager to conquer. He has been fighting north and south on horseback. My ancestors have old arms and legs. I really don't want to run around with him. Among the remaining emperors, the rest The emperor’s spirit is full of decay, but Kangxi is thriving here, and I’m used to life in the Forbidden City, and I’m too lazy to change places.” Sunflower ancestor explained slowly, his voice as sharp as a fingernail across the glass. Unpleasant, Song Qingshu frowned.

"What advice does the ancestor ask me this time?" Song Qingshu knows that the sunflower ancestor has always lived in the shadows like ghosts and charms. If there is nothing important, it will not appear in front of people.

"Boy, you also know that my ancestor is quite eager to breathe. Just now I saw a black air on your head in the royal study room. I want to come to you recently to have a big catastrophe. I want to know each other. My ancestor kindly reminded me. You do it, you can do it yourself." Sunflower ancestor laughed twice, and quickly turned and disappeared in place.

"Donor, I see the Yintang is dark, there has been a **** disaster recently..." Song Qingshu's ears seemed to ring the lines of the previous life on the road, "If you are so capable, why didn't you expect Kangxi to be assassinated last time?" Song Qingshuyao He shook his head, and didn't take Sunflower Patriarch's words to heart.

After leaving the palace, Song Qing's book wanted to go to the Viscount's Mansion to see Shuang'er, but worried that the other party was too thin and didn't know what to say when they met, so he decided to go directly out of the city to Heimuya, letting the time fade. The embarrassment of the world.

Song Qingshu rode horse westward all the way. Two days later, to a place more than 40 miles northwest of Pingding Prefecture, he saw the mountains and rocks as red as blood, a long beach with turbulent water, and asked the local residents that the place was called the Orangutan Beach, and he knew that it was Li Heimu. The cliff is not far away.

Going further north, Song Qingshu saw the mountain gate of the Sun Moon God Sect from a distance. The stone walls on both sides were like walls, and there was only a stone road about five feet wide in the middle. The Sun Moon Sect was closely guarded along the way, and Song Qingshu slowly. Policy immediately.

"Who dares to break into the general altar of the Sun Moon God Sect!" The guard quickly noticed Song Qingshu and quickly stopped him with a knife.

"Please also pass on your Eastern leader, saying that her friend Song Qingshu has something to see." Song Qingshu jumped off his horse and arched his hands at them.

"Song Qingshu? The aerodynamics in the 153rd chapter of a reed crossing the river

I haven't heard of it," the guards talked to each other for a while, looking at him with unkind expressions, "You said it was a friend of the Eastern Hierarch? "

"Exactly!" Song Qingshu replied even though he noticed something was wrong.

The guards thought to themselves: There are only a handful of friends of the leader, who do we not recognize the elders on the mountain? This person dared to pretend to be a friend of the leader, if it is spread out, the people on the mountain will be held accountable, and we will lose our lives. Glancing at each other, he swung the knife neatly and slashed at Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu had been prepared for a long time. A Tiyunzong jumped over their heads and looked up at the mountain, only to see the clouds and mist, and nothing was true, and he was shocked and suspicious: "Could it be that they let them go one step earlier? , Have you controlled Heimuya? No, I have to go up and take a look."

Worried about the undefeated life and death of the East, Song Qingshu rushed to the mountain with ease.

The general altar of the Sun Moon God Sect is heavily guarded, and the way up the mountain is even more difficult. It is basically impossible for ordinary people on the mountain roads of about five feet to make a hard drive. It is just that Song Qingshu's light work is too high, and the sand is running quickly without a trace. The guards only felt a gust of breeze blowing, and they lost sight of the enemy in front of them, and their swords slashed into the empty space.

When encountering a situation that was really inevitable, Song Qingshu would transport Tiyun to jump over the guards' heads by stepping on both sides of the mountain wall, going back and forth, and unexpectedly broke through the first line of defense in Heimuya.

After crossing three mountain roads, I came to a lake, and I saw vast blue waves and steaming water. Several ferry boats by the lake received the news early, and they all rowed to the middle of the lake, and the congregants on the boats drew their swords and concentrated on guard.

Realizing that the chasing soldiers were getting closer and closer, Song Qingshu smiled: "In the past there was a miracle of Bodhidharma and Reed crossing the river. Today, the kid is not talented. Let me imitate the sages." He drew out the wooden sword and carried his qi to the other side of the lake. Send, the wooden sword shoots out like a sharp arrow. Song Qingshu kicked his feet and caught up with him lightly. Stepped on a few feet on the surface of the water, one foot on the wooden sword, one sword per person, like a long wind and breaking waves, leaping across the lake, leaving only the horrified congregation behind.

"The Art of War by Sun Tzu says: the disease of torrential water, as for those who float the stone, the potential is also." Song Qingshu, who stepped on the opposite side, finally understood why the wind and Qingyang on the night of the full moon can fly with the sword and why the stones can float on the water. For the same reason, the key is speed. It's just that this method can only be used for short sprints. If you want to fly around the world with a sword, it is absolutely impossible.

Reminiscing about the subtle tenderness that came back from the surface of the water just now when the toes were stepped on the water, Song Qingshu seemed to understand, "It is said that during the period of the Republic of China, there was a master of Chinese martial arts who was able to walk with his feet above his knees and walk on the water. With a brilliant internal force and a peerless light work, why can only float on the water by speed? Could it be that the power of the water is not used well... Since the power of water can be used, if the wind in the air can be fully utilized, Sword flying is not impossible..."

Seeing that he had left the chasing soldiers far away, Song Qingshu continued to move forward while thinking, not too much. The aerodynamics in the 153rd chapter of a reed crossing the river.

After a long time, he ran into an iron gate, and the guard stepped forward and shouted: "Password!"

Song Qingshu murmured secretly. He didn't know the password. It seemed that he had just rushed through, and he casually replied: "Wencheng Wude."

Unexpectedly, the other party was obviously relieved and replied: "Benevolence, justice and wise."

"It's really a blind cat and a dead mouse." Song Qingshu didn't expect to be able to guess this, and his face was happy. "The dead **** also said that I was black in the hall. This is obviously a lucky star, and it's out of luck. "

"Do you still have a waist card?" Before he was happy, the guard stretched out his hand and spread it in front of him.

"Uh, I'll circle you around!" Song Qingshu felt that someone was playing with him at this moment, so he cursed, drew out the wooden sword, and rushed through.