Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

"Father, third uncle, sixth uncle..."

"Grandpa, uncle..."

Song Qingshu bowed respectfully to everyone, with a confident smile on his face.

"well."

"..."

Everyone exchanged pleasantries and rode towards the town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain.

There was laughter and laughter along the way.

"Young Master Song."

"Young Master Song."

"Young Master Song."

"..."

Many Jianghu people in the town saw Song Qingshu and greeted him repeatedly.

Most people have already rushed to Shaolin, just to see Song Qingshu's strength.

Song Qingshu has been visiting various sects and forces in the past four years and has gained a good reputation.

In addition to the previous killing of Wu Lie at Hongmei Villa, no one doubts Song Qingshu's current strength.

Now Song Qingshu's challenge to Shaolin has become a major event in the martial arts world.

Both Wudang and Shaolin are masters of martial arts. It is a rare fight between a dragon and a tiger when a descendant of Wudang visits Shaolin.

There are only seven days until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people are rushing to watch the fun.

Inside the inn.

Even though everyone in Wudang knew that Song Qingshu's trip was difficult, they didn't reveal anything.

They all knew that Song Qingshu had to pass this level.

It's dark.

Song Qingshu returned to his room to rest. He would go to Shaolin in seven days and needed to prepare well.

The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is very powerful.

When we were in Shaolin, it took the third uncle, the sixth uncle, uncle Yin Ye Wang, the leader of the Tianying Church, and their own unexpected acupoints to break it.

And now...he is the only one.

Although it is said that it is just a breakthrough, not a breakthrough, it is not easy.

The other side.

Everyone in Wudang gathered together. Compared with the laughter and laughter during the day, they now looked sad.

Yu Lianzhou drank the wine without saying a word.

He knew his master's plan from the time he entered Wudang.

He has always seen Song Qingshu's challenges in the past four years. Although he made many suggestions, Song Qingshu did not change much.

He knew very early on that his master's guess was right.

Song Qingshu's starting point is too high and he knows too much. If he goes too smoothly, something will happen.

"Second brother." Zhang Songxi looked at Yu Lianzhou and asked worriedly.

"You feel……"

Yu Lianzhou drank without raising his head.

"You know better than me. You have tried the Eighteen Arhat Formation."

"Qingshu is very strong, but he can't break through the Eighteen Arhat Formation, and he can't even break through it."

Although Yu Daiyan was mentally prepared, he was still worried when he heard what Yu Lianzhou said.

"Second brother, is there any possibility?"

Yu Lianzhou didn't say anything, and Song Yuanqiao on the side said: "It's difficult."

"The eighteen people in the Eighteen Arhat Formation are already very strong, plus the eighteen against one and the formation."

“It’s hard to get through.”

Mo Shenggu said: "Qingshu killed Wu Lie!"

"Take advantage!" Yu Lianzhou's deep voice sounded.

"The Nine Yin Manual's method of relieving qi."

"Whether it's a method of relieving qi or a healing medal, it's useful when fighting alone, but it's difficult to face many people."

"Qingshu has no chance to breathe at all, it's useless."

"Shaolin is not a fool. They are very aware of Song Qingshu's challenges over the years."

"They all know the method of relieving qi and healing chapter recovery."

"When Qingshu is entering the formation, it's easy to test his limits."

"Whether it's venting or healing, once Shaolin knows where the limit is, all they have to do is hold it back."

"Qingshu will be defeated."

Everyone is smart, and of course they know there are limits to everything.

How much Song Qingshu can recover from his recovery? Once his recovery cannot keep up with his consumption, sooner or later he will fail.

The same goes for the method of releasing energy. This ability is very special and has an upper limit. Once it exceeds the upper limit, Song Qingshu will not dare to fight head-on.

"Second brother, will Qingshu admit defeat?" Yu Daiyan's extremely worried voice sounded.

Yu Lianzhou shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Give up?

Absolutely impossible.

Song Qingshu has changed a lot over the years and has gained his own momentum.

Now Song Qingshu is confident and calm even when facing the heads of various sects.

Silence fell in the room.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"It's me!" The voice of the White-browed Eagle King came from outside the door.

Mo Shenggu quickly walked over and opened the door: "Senior Yin, please."

When the White-browed Eagle King saw the faces of everyone in Wudang, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

"I checked Qingshu's challenges over the years."

"There's something I want to ask."

Everyone in Wudang knew that the White-browed Eagle King had guessed it. As a top-notch master in the world, how could the White-browed Eagle King not see the problem?

I didn't ask before, I just didn't pay much attention.

But now Song Qingshu has killed Wu Lie. This is not a challenge, but a real kill.

Song Qingshu's strength has reached the top level.

He has to go to Shaolin with such strength. There are too few people who can challenge him.

"Senior, please." Song Yuanqiao poured a cup of tea for the White-browed Eagle King.

"Qing Shu wants to challenge the Eighteen Arhat Formation."

Hearing this, the White-browed Eagle King's hand that originally held the teacup stopped in the air, and his expression changed slightly.

Qingshu challenges the Eighteen Arhats Formation, how can he defeat it?

Countless thoughts ran through my mind.

He sighed and took a sip of tea.

"Why?"

Song Yuanqiao knew that the White-browed Eagle King was worried about Song Qingshu, so he told Wudang's arrangements without concealing it.

Hearing this, the White-browed Eagle King sat there silently for a long time.

"knew."

After a long time, the White-browed Eagle King responded, stood up and headed outside.

"Senior Yin..." Yu Lianzhou stood up and looked at the White-browed Eagle King with extremely complicated eyes.

"He must pass this level."

"This is his way."

The White-browed Eagle King looked at the determination and helplessness in the eyes of everyone in Wudang and closed his eyes slightly.

He knew that Wudang had no choice in making this decision.

Song Qingshu must pay a price if he wants to grow, and no one has it easy.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"good."

"I do not care."

"Don't worry, you guys."

Zhang Songxi said with some worry: "Senior Yin, King Yin Ye..."

"He doesn't know." The White-browed Eagle King gave everyone a reassuring look and left directly.

At night...

After Song Qingshu finished practicing, he stood outside the window and looked in the direction of Shaolin, unable to sleep for a long time.

The Eighteen Arhats Formation!

The final battle.

After that, it’s time to go back to Wudang, and then there’s the battle at Guangmingding.

Creak...

Song Qingshu opened the door and walked out.

His mind was in turmoil.

Ever since he went to Wudang and learned that the last stop was the Ten Arhats of Shaolin, he had been looking forward to it.

I look forward to how far I can grow if I can't.

Wudang has paved the way for him, he just needs to keep walking.

But now when he came to Shaolin, he felt a little confused in his heart.

He has experienced a lot in the past four years, from being a direct disciple of Wudang to now making his way completely on his own.

He imagined countless times that he had strength and was free from the world.

What scene it will be, what kind of scenery it will be.

But now, all this is before his eyes. After walking through Shaolin, Wudang will no longer restrain him.

He is strong enough to deal with Guangmingding and future changes in Wudang.

"I seem to have no purpose."

Song Qingshu sat on a lawn and looked at the sky full of stars. This was the first time he felt empty since he came to this world.

Yes, it is emptiness.

He had the strength, he had the background, he had the reputation, he got everything he wanted.

At this moment, he thought of Yang Xue, the light in Yang Xue's eyes, that kind of confidence and determination.

He was the same once, but his heart was not as big as Yang Xue, who was the whole martial arts world.

And he is just Wudang.

"Boy, it's quite free." A voice sounded not far away.

A figure walked over slowly.

"Senior Ximen." Song Qingshu was extremely surprised. He did not expect Ximen Ouyang to come to Shaolin.

"It's unexpected." Ximen Ouyang smiled and sat directly next to Song Qingshu.

"What's wrong kid?"

"There's something wrong with your eyes. Who are you thinking of?"

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "No, no."

"Senior, did you come here specifically to find me?"

Ximen Ouyang did not respond, but lay directly on the lawn: "Boy, you grow up very fast."

"How do you feel now?"

"Everything you expected before, you have achieved now."

"Fame, strength, everything is there, what happens next..."

Song Qingshu fell silent, and what happened next...

He didn't know that he might be free in the world, or he might be pursuing the limits of martial arts.

Maybe... find someone to spend the rest of your life with.

Ximen Ouyang didn't make a sound, and Song Qingshu didn't make a sound either. The two of them were lying on the lawn.

All eyes are on the stars.

After a long time, Ximen Ouyang took out a book and patted Song Qingshu directly.

"Girl Yang asked me to give it to you."

Ximen Ouyang stood up directly, wiped the dust off his body, and walked away.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at Song Qingshu.

"Boy, your journey has just begun!"

call out……

After the words fell, Ximen Ouyang used Qing Kung and disappeared into the night.

Song Qingshu looked at Ximen Ouyang's disappearing figure, with a trace of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"Just started?"

"What's the meaning?"

Song Qingshu withdrew his gaze and looked at the book in his hand.

The next second, his pupils narrowed.

"The second half of the Nine Yin Manual!"

"this……"

He never expected that what Ximen Ouyang sent was the Nine Yin Scripture.

He had always only had the upper half before, but now Yang Xue sent the lower half.

Why?

Why this time? When he was about to go to Shaolin?

Song Qingshu quickly stood up and walked towards the room.

Not far away, Ximen Ouyang and Yang Xue watched Song Qingshu leave quietly.

"Girl, why don't you give it yourself." Ximen Ouyang said with a smile.

Yang Xue shook her head slightly: "He is confused."

"Start by killing people at Hongmei Villa."

"He has no fear in his heart. He is indeed very strong, but he does not have the ability to ignore everything."

"Wudang and the Sky Eagle Sect are deliberately indulging him. He still doesn't know how powerful the Ten Arhat Formation is."

"Zhenzhen Zhang has high expectations for him, so he has these four years of experience."

Ximen Ouyang smiled, of course he knew Song Qingshu's situation.

"Girl, you are sabotaging Master Zhang."

"Song's internal strength is pretty good, but it's not enough to touch the back half. His internal strength can't support it."

"Quickly, you know the consequences very well."

Yang Xue looked at the inn where Song Qingshu was staying with extremely complicated eyes.

"Without the Nine Yin Manual, he will be defeated and will have no ability to fight back."

"Shaolin has seen through everything about him."

"He has learned a lot, but he is not very good at it. It is too messy."

"It's OK against ordinary people, but it's not good enough against experts."

"It's hard for me to imagine him being defeated. I don't even want to think about it."

"He will still lose!" Ximen Ouyang looked at Yang Xue and said solemnly.

"Even if you give it, he will still lose."

"He can't break the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation!"

"Yes, he will still lose." Yang Xue turned and left, speaking slowly.

"Let's go back to the Tomb of the Living Dead."

"This is the path he chose. Wu-Tang respected his wishes and paved the way for him."

"So he has to bear this result by himself. All I can do is make him pay a little less, that's all."