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Wudang Sect.

After seven days of driving, Song Qingshu and his group finally returned to Wudang Mountain.

On this trip to Guangmingding, everyone ran into the starry night and fought against the Yuan army. It was extremely exhausting.

So just after returning to Wudang Mountain, everyone went back to rest.

Of course, except Song Qingshu.

Compared to everyone, his physical strength can be called abnormal.

"Brother Song, I have listened to you about your affairs." Zhang Wuji followed Song Qingshu, and said with admiration: "You have seen through the tricks of the Yuan Dynasty, so that the fierce battle between the six major sects of Orthodox Church and Mingjiao can be put to rest. But I did a great thing.,

"It's just a chance meeting, what happened to your legs?"

Song Qingshu replied lightly. He looked at Zhang Wuji and asked, "Have you recovered~?"

"Thank you brother for your concern, Wuji has completely recovered."

Zhang Wuji jumped on the spot, indicating that he was completely healed. He was unable to follow Wudang Sect this time because of his leg injury, which made him quite regretful.

"By the way, this time I met the White-browed Eagle King. He heard that you are still alive. He is very happy." Song Qingshu looked back at Zhang Wuji and said, "He also asked me to bring you a letter."

While speaking, Song Qingshu handed Zhang Wuji the letter entrusted to him by Baimei Yingying Wang Yin Tianzheng.

"Grandpa didn't forget me." Zhang Wuji took the letter handed over by Song Qingshu, with an extremely happy smile on his face, and looked at Song Qingshu gratefully and said: "Song brother's great kindness, Wuji is unforgettable for life."

Opening the letter and looking at the letter written by Yin Tianzheng, Zhang Wuji had mixed feelings.

He thought about it carefully, he already owed Song Qingshu a lot of favor, rescued him from under the cliff back to Wudang, helped him fulfill his wish to heal Yu Daiyan, and brought him a letter from Yin Tianzheng.

So much kindness, even if he died for Song Qingshu at this moment, he is not enough to repay him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but wonder in his heart: ‘How can I repay Senior Brother Song?’

"Junior brothers don't need to be like this. They are both Wudang disciples. They should support each other." Song Qingshu shook his head, and then said: "You shouldn't always talk about rewards."

"Wuji knows.

Zhang Wuji nodded seriously, but silently remembered Song Qingshu's kindness to him. He thought about how to repay Song Qingshu, and suddenly thought of a way.

However, he remained silent and resigned to Song Qingshu.

Separating from Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu took Xiao Zhao to the courtyard where he lived. Unlike ordinary disciples, he could only live with other disciples. Since Song Qingshu made meritorious service last time, he has obtained a small courtyard belonging to his own.

"You will live here in the future." Song Qingshu's small courtyard has a total of five rooms. Song Qingshu pointed to one of them and said: "You will be responsible for cleaning the small courtyard on weekdays and arrange your own free time.

"Thank you, son.

Hearing Song Qingshu's arrangement, Xiao Zhao nodded again and again. Song Qingshu arranged very few things for her. She hesitated and asked: "Is the son arranged too little? This makes me feel uneasy."

"I don't have so many rules.

Song Qingshu opened the door, walked into Own’s residence, lay directly on Own’s bed, Xiao Zhao followed in, and then helped Song Qingshu take off his shoes and socks, and covered Song Qingshu with a quilt.

There was nothing important to do, Song Qingshu lay on the bed and began to sleep.

Xiao Zhao started to get busy in Song Qingshu's small courtyard.

First cleaned all the rooms, and then watered all the flowers and plants in the yard.

I don't know how long it took.

Song Qingshu was confused and heard Xiao Zhao calling him. He opened his eyes and saw that the sky outside was completely dark.

"My son, a disciple just came to send a message, let you go to Zhenwu Great Hall." Seeing Song Qingshu wake up, Xiao Zhao changed Song Qingshu while reporting to Song Qingshu: "I heard that it was Zhang Zhenren who left the customs. I want to see you by name."

"Master left?" Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment. Ever since Zhang Wuji's parents were sent to death by Wudang General Zhang Wuji and Zhang Wuji disappeared, Zhang Sanfeng has been closed door training all year round.

At least several months, as many as several years, in Song Qingshu's memory, over the years, even as the three generations of Wudang Sect's major disciple, he has only met Zhang Sanfeng several times.

Therefore, it is very rare for Zhang Sanfeng to leave the customs.

After changing clothes, he washed his face with clean water again, Song Qingshu Dang even walked towards Wudang Sect's Zhenwu Great Hall.

Zhenwu Great Hall is the center of Wudang Sect. It is of the same nature as the Bodhidharma Hall of Shaolin Temple. It is Wudang Sect transfer power, a place for appraisal of the martial arts of disciples, and it is rarely opened.

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Not long after, Song Qingshu came to Zhenwu Great Hall alone.

At the moment Zhenwu Great Hall is already lit with lanterns and candles.

There are more than a dozen three-generation disciples at the door. When these three-generation disciples see Song Qingshu coming over, they all respectfully salute Song Qingshu: "I have seen the big brother."

"Um."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and then he walked into the hall.

At the moment in the hall.

There are four chairs on each side. Song Qingshu clearly remembers that there used to be seven chairs on both sides, and each chair corresponds to a second-generation disciple of Wudang Sect.

Today, there is an extra one.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others have already sat in the own position. In the most central position sat an old Daoist with silver hair. The old Daoist was dressed in a green robe, giving people a sense of fairy style.

He is Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect.

After Song Qingshu walked into the hall, his eyes naturally stopped on Zhang Sanfeng's body.

As a Grandmaster master, Song Qingshu felt a sense of oppression spread over him. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

This made Song Qingshu realize that Zhang Sanfeng's Cultivation Base is extremely high.

When Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng was also observing Song Qingshu, feeling the aura from Song Qingshu's body, but Zhang Sanfeng was a little surprised, and his heart became more and more doubtful:'The aura of Qingshu seems a little strange, I can't see clearly.

After this Closed Door Training, Zhang Sanfeng's strength was once again Ascension, breaking through to the realm of Grand Great Master, and now Martial Forest has long been unable to find a rival.

His perception also increased along with it, I don't know how much.

Therefore, Song Yuanqiao and others can predict what Realm is now, basically relying on his own perception.

But the feeling Song Qingshu gave Zhang Sanfeng was hazy, and he couldn't see clearly.

How can this situation not surprise him?

"Qingshu pays homage to Master."

Walking to Zhang Sanfeng's front, Song Qingshu saluted him, and then stood there and waited.

Zhang Sanfeng stood up from where he was sitting, then approached Song Qingshu, took Song Qingshu's hand, and said gratifyingly: "Good grandson, I have already learned about your affairs, well done, well done." and.

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