When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
No matter how fast you do it, there is no hope of success. Therefore, the route and angle of the opponent's moves are predictable. "
"When you observe where the opponent's hands are, the movement of the eyes, the slight sinking of the shoulders, and where the toes are facing, you can calculate where the opponent's effort is..."
"Contribute?" Xia Qingqing didn't know why.
"No matter how good a person's martial arts is, he must use or approach his own power point to make moves. Otherwise, his moves will be superficial, and it won't hurt when he hits him. When you determine the opponent's power point, then you It became clear that the effective attack he can make is actually only a small area or one direction."
"The opponent's power point is not static. When his body changes slightly, the power point will often change drastically, and you have to change accordingly. Of course, these require experience and vision."
Song Qingshu talked eloquently, but he was very grateful to Dongfang Bubai in his heart. If he hadn't been beaten by him for the first time and had no power to fight back, and he had clearly seen how he killed Yuan Chengzhi on the top of the Jade Emperor. I will always think about the essence of martial arts and produce these epiphanies. Although the second fight was embarrassing, he was able to escape from Dongfang Bubai's men. Deceit was one aspect, and the improvement of one's martial arts realm was also indispensable.
Xia Qingqing suddenly realized when he heard it, "No wonder you and Uncle Feng on Siguo Yashang, one moved his feet on the spot, and the other turned his body sideways on the spot, it's considered that we have fought against each other."
"That's right, the subtle changes in the body are enough for us to estimate the opponent's upcoming attack, and then counterattack accordingly. Although we have fought thirty-six moves, in fact, there is only one move." Thinking of myself Being defeated by Feng Qingyang's men, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling absurd that he would have to pay back sooner or later.
"Didn't you say thirty-six tricks, why did it become one trick?" Xia Qingqing only felt that her thinking could no longer keep up with the other party's language.
Song Qingshu explained: "Because of the previous thirty-five moves, neither Old Man Feng nor I have finished using them, and they are often seen through by the opponent at the slightest sign, so we have to immediately change into another move, and so on, until the opponent's last move, I didn't crack it in time, which led to my defeat."
Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu with admiration: "Brother Song, I didn't expect your martial arts to be so high."
"It's a pity that it's still not as good as Dongfang Bubai Feng Qingyang." Song Qingshu smiled wryly.
Xia Qingqing said consolingly: "They are all top masters who have been famous for decades. You are still young, and it will not be difficult to reach or even surpass their realm in a few years."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, and looked at Xia Qingqing rejoicingly: "Fortunately, Youyou reminded me, otherwise I have been so eager for quick success, and sooner or later I would go crazy."
A smile appeared on Xia Qingqing's lips, and she quickly straightened her face: "Call me Mrs. Yuan."
"Okay, my Madam Yuan, where are you going next?" Song Qingshu shrugged helplessly. Chapter 102 On Martial Arts
"Mrs. Yuan is Mrs. Yuan, what's yours and mine." Xia Qingqing said angrily, "Brother Yuan's senior brother and sister-in-law went to Beijing to avenge him. Now that the Forbidden City has become a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, I naturally went to the capital to see if I could advance Stop them."
"Aren't you really looking for a reason to be with me?" Song Qingshu couldn't stop smiling.
"You are so beautiful!" Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes helplessly.
"But I still have to go to various sects to take hostages. I'm afraid there will be too little time." Song Qingshu couldn't help being dumbfounded when he suddenly remembered the task Kangxi had assigned him.
"Hmph, I didn't say I want to be with you." Xia Qingqing had already borrowed a horse from Jianzong, and got on the horse, "I'm going on the road first, and we'll see you in the capital then." After speaking, she whipped the horse, Only a pile of dust was left in front of Song Qingshu's eyes.
"Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, Chiguoguo crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, the people's hearts are not old!" Song Qingshu was speechless and choked on the spot, so he had to embark on a journey to various sects. Chapter 103 A Sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here quickly, chapter 103 a sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here quickly, chapter 103 a sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here quickly, chapter 103 a sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here quickly, chapter 103 a sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here quickly, chapter 103 a sap
Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, there were really no outstanding sects. What kind of sect, Wei Tuomen, Merchant Fort, Qingzhu Gang, Penglai sect... are all unpopular in the Jianghu. up.
Everywhere Song Qingshu went, except for a few sects who showed dissatisfaction, most sects were full of surprises. Thinking of sending his nephew to the palace as a guard in the palace, a group of people not only did not have any conflicts as imagined, but seemed very cooperative. Immediately report to Beijing with Song Qingshu.
Some couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the heads of the various sects, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused that he would go to other sects to deliver orders, and left them relevant certificates, asking them to report to the commanding office of the guards in the capital within a month.
Missing Xia Qingqing who was rushing to the capital, Song Qingshu has been on the road with Tasha Wuhen, on the one hand, training his dynamic vision so that it can be used in the battle with the enemy, not just for oiling the soles of his feet, and on the other hand On the one hand, it was to save time. He spent so much time on Xia Qingqing. If she had an accident just because she was one step late in returning to Beijing to save Xin Shu and his wife, it would be considered as letting the cooked duck fly away. I don't have to be depressed to death.
Fortunately, all the sects cooperated very well. Even Taoist Tianmen, the head of Taishan School, resigned to his fate and sent his most proud disciple to Beijing. Song Qingshu traveled all the way, and it took only ten days to visit dozens of sects.
"The night of crying, short sighs and long sighs, like being trapped in the wilderness, everything withers..." Humming along the way, Song Qingshu was on his way back to Yanjing.
When passing through the junction of Shandong and Jiangsu, there was the sound of weapons clashing from a forest ahead. Song Qingshu took a general look and saw that a group of bandits were besieging a convoy, and the convoy guards should be members of an official family in uniform.
"It's none of my business~" Song Qingshu whistled and continued on his way. He himself didn't like the Manchu Qing court, and he wished that the Qing Dynasty would become more chaotic, and that when Kangxi was in a state of desperation, he would have more opportunities. He was happy to hear that Manchu officials were robbed and killed.
"Father, I'll block them first, you protect mother and go first!" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice came from next to my ear.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu, who had already run over, stopped suddenly, and looked back, only to see a handsome young man in the convoy with a sword flashing coldly, holding back at least one-third of the horse thief's troops.
Song Qingshu saw that although he was dressed in men's clothing, but his figure was petite and graceful, and his voice just now was as sweet as a yellow warbler, it was clear that he was a woman disguised as a man.
"The hero saves the beauty, I like the scene of the beauty giving her body." Song Qingshu rubbed his chin, changed his mind immediately, and walked over there.
"How can there be such a reason? In broad daylight, the sky is clear. You gangsters dare to openly attack the imperial court officials. Is there any justice in this world? Is there still the law of the king?" Song Qingshu put on a heartbroken look as he walked.
"Nerd, get out of here,