After hesitating for a long time, Murong Fu decided to stand aside and look at the situation first, and then he could help Song Qingshu hold him back from a distance, and he didn't need to join the battle group. If the general situation is over, and he is far away, it is easy to get out, go back to Yanziwu and practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms hard, and it will not be too late to avenge Song Qingshu in the future.
Seeing Murong Fu standing far away, Xuanming and Elders did not step forward, so it is important to protect Zhao Min at this time. Seeing Ren Yingying next to Zhao Min clearly, Lu Zhangke became very jealous, and stretched out his hand to touch her face: "Hey, what kind of girl is this, why is she so beautiful?"
"Bastard!" "Stop!"...
One after another, there were voices of cursing from the crowd, it turned out that the Sun Moon Sect members were worried about Song Qingshu just now, seeing that he is now being entangled, and the deer stick guest wanted to be rude to the holy lady, they couldn't bear it anymore, they drew their weapons and attacked .
Fortunately, they were concerned about Ren Yingying's safety, otherwise they would have shot a volley of poisonous arrows, and the two elders, Xuanming and Zhao Min, would have died on the spot together with Zhao Min in their haste.
Although Xuan Ming's two elders have high martial arts skills, the members of the Sun and Moon Sect are all elites, and the more they fight, the more the two elders have to take care of Zhao Min's safety.
Ping Yizhi noticed the changes in the field, and knew that he was going to escape for his life. Success or failure depended on one action. He tried his best to consume his internal energy, swish swish, swish, swish, and use his Yang finger force to point at Bingxue'er, forcing her away temporarily. Come. Immediately, he raised his sleeves and threw a handful of poisonous powder into the air, taking the opportunity to escape.
Bingxue'er knew that he was an expert in using poison, so she dared to take it head-on, she quickly stepped aside, and it was too late to catch him again.
Song Qingshu understood that Murong Jingyue was the one Bing Xueer had been chasing, so he just ran away. Although the two were far apart, Song Qingshu thought to himself that Murong Jingyue would never escape from his grasp.
Reluctantly, just as he moved, Jinlun Fawang was already in front of him, angrily scolded: "Hey! You little thief, last time you took advantage of the danger to take the princess away, today I want you to experience the power of Longxiang Boruogong. "
As soon as the words fell, Jinlun Fawang shook all over, and the five luns of gold, silver, copper, iron and tin flew over together, up and down, left and right, with different angles.
Seeing Murong Jingyue disappear into the distance, Song Qingshu was furious, and he no longer held back his hands. He watched a wheel fly towards him, and with his palms together, he smashed the wheel to pieces.
The Golden Wheel Fawang turned pale with shock, and led the other four wheels to attack him.
Murong Fu saw the situation clearly, and quickly said loudly: "Brother Song, Murong Jingyue is a traitor of the Murong family, so I just go down and clean up the house." He could see clearly that although Murong Jingyue's martial arts were better than his Now that he is seriously injured, it is not difficult for him to beat him. It is better to catch up than to stay here. Song Qingshu can't refuse to use the name of cleaning up the family.
Sure enough, Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to say: "Brother Murong, be careful of his use of poison." Before he finished speaking, Jinlun Fawang had already attacked in front of him. The Golden Wheel Dharma King didn't dare to continue to let the weapon attack in the air, he quickly took the remaining golden wheel in his hand, held the wheel in one hand, and used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu in the other hand, and rushed towards it.
Song Qingshu flashed the extremely sharp edge of the golden wheel, while fighting with the right hand of Jinlun Fawang, more than ten moves passed in the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu only felt his hands numb, and was horrified at the power of the opponent's gestures.
Dragon Elephant Boruo Kung Fu, just like its name, after practiced to a great extent, it has the power of a dragon and an elephant. Although it is exaggerated to a certain extent, Song Qingshu still feels a little difficult to deal with it with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Suddenly, the wooden sword slipped from his sleeve and fell into his hand.
This is not to say that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is not as good as the Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong, but that Song Qingshu's own martial arts are not based on a vigorous line, so he cannot exert the true power of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. Here, with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-to-head, it is not known who will die.
At this moment, Zhao Min yelled, "Stop everything!"
Zhao Min has been in a high position for a long time, her words and deeds are naturally majestic, so apart from her subordinates, even the Sun Moon God Sect disciples stopped and looked at her blankly.
Zhao Min watched Murong Jingyue run away, trembling with anger, glaring at Xuan Ming and the others: "Who told you to come here to make trouble?"
The two elders Xuanming looked at each other, and said with a sneer: "The national teacher and his subordinates are just to save the princess."
Seeing the frosty look on their faces, Zhao Min couldn't be too harsh, so he said: "I am old acquaintance with this Mr. Song, the last time we were in the inn was just a little joke between him and the Princess, you don't have to Too concerned."
Anger flashed in Jinlun Fawang's eyes, he snorted, and didn't say anything, the second elder Xuanming was originally a master supported by the Ruyang Palace, and he would not go against her wishes.
"The man who escaped just now wanted to plot against the princess several times. Mr. Song had been protecting me, but when you came, he made him escape in the chaos."
Hearing Zhao Min's words, the three of them looked at each other, slandering in their hearts, especially the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, who were connected with each other, and they were full of gossip: Aren't you hooking up with Mingjiao Zhang Wuji? Why are you confused with this man? Clear? Hey, it's wonderful, anyway, we don't like that kid Zhang Wuji, so let Song Qingshu put a big green hat on him.
Zhao Min naturally didn't know what they were thinking, otherwise his stomach would explode with anger, so he pretended to look at Ren Yingying and said kindly: "There are many misunderstandings between the princess and the holy lady, and I hope the holy lady doesn't mind the slave just now. The crime of rudeness."
In fact, if it wasn't for the poisonous water arrows of the Sun Moon God Sect, Zhao Min would have liked to take this great opportunity to take Ren Yingying captive to the Ruyang Palace as a guest, a rare commodity to live in.
Ren Yingying had already been snatched back by her subordinates just now. Although the Sun Moon God Sect has many people, but Zhao Min's martial arts skills are too high, she is not sure to keep him. Nodding: "I can see the demeanor of the princess today, Yingying really admires it very much, there will be a period later."
But in his heart he was very annoyed, if he had known that this woman was Princess Shaomin of Mongolia, he would have asked his subordinates to bring her back to Heimuya, even if he had spelled his own name. Besides... besides... In the bottom of Ren Yingying's heart, she didn't believe that Song Qingshu would really hurt her.
He took a deep look at Song Qingshu, knowing that with this kind of person, he still couldn't keep the other party. Ren Yingying bit her lower lip tightly, raised her hand, and hurried away with her subordinates.
Zhao Min glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you sir for taking care of me these few days, and I will see you soon."
"Princess, think twice!" Hearing her words, King Jinlun Fawang and Xuan Ming's elders changed their expressions. In their hearts, they took advantage of this golden opportunity to besiege one of them, and Song Qingshu could not catch him easily.
"I've made up my mind, so there's no need to talk about it." Zhao Min naturally understood what the three of them were thinking, but she also knew that, not to mention whether the three of them would be able to defeat Song Qingshu together, just relying on his unpredictable lightness kung fu, the three of them She couldn't keep him, not to mention, she didn't want to keep him.
Watching Zhao Min turn and leave, Song Qingshu said anxiously: "But, the poison on the princess..."
Zhao Min paused, and snorted: "Ruyang Prince's Mansion is full of talented people, and they have their own detoxification method, so don't bother your Excellency." After speaking, under the three guards, he never looked back.
"The lady princess has gone so far, is uncle still so reluctant to part?" Bingxueer came to Song Qingshu's side, saw him staring blankly at the direction where Zhao Min disappeared, and said jealously.
"No way, I was wondering if Mr. Murong can deal with Murong Jingyue." Song Qingshu came back to his senses and laughed dumbfounded.
Bingxue'er was blushed by his smile, and said angrily, "Uncle, why are you smiling so weirdly?"
"It's nothing." Song Qingshu shook his head, smiled and said nothing.
Bingxue'er glared at him angrily, her skin was still crystal clear under the sun: "Uncle, I'm afraid I have to say goodbye to you."
Song Qingshu was startled: "Sister-in-law why?"
Bingxue'er lowered her eyelashes and trembled slightly: "I've been looking for news about Murong Jingyue, and now I finally found his whereabouts, how can I let it go?"
Song Qingshu was silent, Bingxue'er avenged her husband, had been chasing Heisha Bingbing, and locked the target on Murong Jingyue, how could he stop her from pursuing her.
However, the two had been separated for a long time, and they finally met and separated again, but Song Qingshu was extremely reluctant in his heart, after thinking for a while, he finally found a valid reason: "Now my sister-in-law should understand that Murong Jingyue's martial arts is so high, I'm afraid it's much more than expected. Even if my sister-in-law finds him, not only will she not be able to avenge her, but she will fall into the enemy's hands instead, so why bother."
Bingxue'er looked into the distance, and sighed faintly: "Have you ever heard a word, uncle?"
"What?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"Knowing that it can't be done, I did it." Bingxue'er kissed her red lips, and slowly spit out a few words.
Although Bingxue'er spoke softly, Song Qingshu understood that she had made up her mind, and there was an urge in her heart to say that she would accompany her to track down Murong Jingyue's news.
Song Qingshu knew in his heart that there was some ambiguity between the two of them, if he made this choice, it might not be difficult to get Bing Xueer's heart in the end, but he knew that he still had other careers waiting for him Do, Mongolia is getting stronger and stronger now, and the trend of unifying the world is already obvious. If I don't hurry up to digest the power of the Qing Dynasty, I am afraid that I will not even be qualified to compete in the future.
Song Qingshu was able to accompany Zhao Min all the way to Kaifeng to seek medical treatment. Once he came here, it could more or less be regarded as official business. The more important thing is that the time for accompanying Zhao Min to seek medical treatment is controllable. Song Qingshu can finish all this within a day or two. Then he rushed back to Shandong to join Xia Qingqing to deal with the Golden Snake Camp.
But it's different from Bingxueer's search for Murong Jingyue. Murong Jingyue is highly skilled in martial arts and extremely cunning. It can be predicted that he will definitely not be caught in a short time. Then Song Qingshu has been unable to return to Shandong, and Dongfang Muxue has mobilized according to the original plan. The imperial army marched south...
With a long sigh, Song Qingshu had already made up his mind: "Since that's the case, I will pass on my sister-in-law's martial arts. When my sister-in-law meets Murong Jingyue in the future, she won't be mastered by him."
A gloomy look flashed across Bingxue'er's eyes, but she quickly covered it up and asked, "What martial arts?"
"Nine Yin Scriptures." Song Qingshu said slowly, although "Nine Yin Scriptures" has always been the most treasured treasure in the martial arts, but as a time traveler, his thinking is different from that of the natives.
As a time traveler, Song Qingshu has never been clear why Guo Jing didn't pass his "Nine Yin Manual" to the soldiers of the Song army. If every soldier in the Song Dynasty knew the "Nine Yin Manual", how terrifying would the combat power be
After coming to this world, Song Qingshu also understood the difficulties. Advanced martial arts such as "Nine Yin Scriptures" are difficult to understand, and ordinary soldiers may not be able to learn them; secondly, leaking secrets is also a problem; thirdly, the greater the ability, The bigger it is, when the soldiers have learned such advanced martial arts, they may not obey orders as before; while marching and fighting, a master who does not obey orders is far less effective than a soldier who obeys orders...
Although he understood all this, he did not give up Song Qingshu's idea of arming his subordinates with peerless martial arts, not to mention that Bingxue'er had an extraordinary relationship with him, and the mere "Nine Yin Manual" was nothing.
Unexpectedly, Bingxue'er shook her head lightly, and regarded the treasure in the world as nothing, her tone was gentle but firm: "I don't want to practice."
"Why?" Now it was Song Qingshu's turn to be dumbfounded.
Bingxue'er was silent for a while, and there was a strange look in her beautiful eyes: "If my sister-in-law remembers correctly, when we were walking in the rivers and lakes together, my uncle once told me that the Nine Yin Scriptures were cut by the dragon sword and the Yitian sword. Taken from the sword."
"Yes?" Song Qingshu had a bewildered expression.
"But the Nine Yin Scriptures were given to you by my uncle's wife," Bingxue'er sighed quietly, "Uncle shouldn't use his wife's things to please other women. If it wasn't for saving Fei'er, sister-in-law wouldn't have bought it from uncle." Learn the white python whip method."
Hearing her mention Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu was startled, but he didn't expect this, and was about to speak, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he stood there for a while.
Song Qingshu knew very well that Bingxueer was unwilling to learn from his wife. But his other martial arts, "Shenzhao Jing" and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon to the Sun, are not suitable for women to practice, let alone "Happy Zen". He doesn't want to be beaten to death by his embarrassing sister-in-law. , Song Qingshu's swordsmanship is more focused on sword intent, not heavy sword moves, and Bingxue'er has not yet reached the realm, so she can't learn it even if passed on to her.
"But now your martial arts are no match for Murong Jingyue at all. When he recovers from his internal injuries, you will definitely lose against him." Song Qingshu worried.
"Actually..." Bingxueer suddenly hesitated, looking coy.
"Actually what?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"Actually, I also have a superior internal skill, but for various reasons, I haven't perfected it. If I master it, I should have no problem dealing with Murong Jingyue." Bingxue'er's snow-white face suddenly flushed.
Song Qingshu suddenly asked curiously: "Why is the internal strength so powerful?"
"It's just that there is a huge difficulty in practicing this internal skill." Bingxue'er didn't answer directly, but talked about other things, her pretty face was so red that it was dripping water.
"What's the difficulty? Although my current martial arts can't be said to be invincible in the world, but the difficulty of general internal strength should not be too difficult for me. I can help you refer to it." Song Qingshu is telling the truth, although it may not reach Wang Chongyang's tenth birthday. Ri Rong has mastered the realm of the "Nine Yin Manual", but it shouldn't be a big problem to help Bingxue'er give some pointers on her inner strength.
"This internal skill is the highest mental method of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and it's called ""." Bingxue'er didn't answer the difficulty, but just mentioned the name of this internal skill.
---------------
Group number: 337294925
...