Chapter 181

[Note: some people say that the lamb is rowing. In fact, I just want to kill Zhang Wuji. At that time, it will be easy for readers to accept. There will be no water in the water chapters. Trust me.]

Only Emei sect is not enough for Mingjiao to fill their teeth.

Although nun exterminator is cold-hearted and tough, she is full of justice in her bones, but her character is extremely extreme and her brain is dead. When she meets her enemy, her brain seems to stop thinking.

If the Ming sect invades and exterminates, abbess will certainly lead her female disciples to strike stones with eggs. In this way, it is tantamount to self destruction!

Although Zhang Sanfeng has left the Wudang sect to song Yuanqiao and the other six heroes without asking about worldly affairs, he can never ignore Emei's harassment and provocation by the Ming religion. Even if he can't do it himself, he will signal Wudang disciples to support Emei.

At the thought of this, mu Qingxiao couldn't help but arouse a trace of evil smile. Abbess extinction had encountered so many tragedies before and still didn't make any extreme behavior, but it doesn't mean she doesn't hate Mingjiao.

On the contrary, her hatred for Mingjiao is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. It is estimated that the hatred suppressed in her heart has already reached the limit.

The provocation of the Ming sect is definitely the last straw to crush the camel, and it is also an opportunity for the six sects to jointly siege the Ming sect. At that time, mu Qingxiao only needs to sneak around. No, he just takes the opportunity to pick up the leak.

Time passed quickly, and the days passed day by day. Mu Qingxiao continued to practice every day and didn't forget to collect information.

However, unlike in the past, the seven heroes of Wudang returned and called their disciples to discuss important matters. As a pro disciple, mu Qingxiao cannot be absent.

Therefore, he did not practice in the front and back mountains today, but washed and went directly to the courtyard where song Yuanqiao lived.

He said hello to his fellow disciples on the road. Mu Qingxiao walked slowly towards song Yuanqiao courtyard. When he got to the courtyard, song Qingshu had been guarding the door early. Seeing mu Qingxiao coming, he smiled and greeted and walked into the house together.

Song Yuanqiao was wearing Taoist clothes and his face was calm and calm. As in the past, there was a slight gray on his temples. Seeing the arrival of song Qingshu and mu Qingxiao, he nodded with a smile.

Mu Qingxiao saw song Yuanqiao sitting at the table, saluted song Qingshu slightly, and then sat opposite each other.

Song Yuanqiao did not speak. As soon as his robe sleeve was brushed, a strong wind rolled out with the wind. The tea cup full of tea next to the table fell in front of Mu Qingxiao and song Qingshu. When it fell on the table, it only made a few noises.

It can be seen that the internal force of Song Yuan bridge is incomparably deep. Of course, this kind of thing is just Pediatrics for mu Qingxiao. He doesn't even need to move his hands. He can do it directly by moving his divine consciousness.

"It seems that you two get along very well. I was worried too much before."

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "younger martial brother Qingxiao is friendly and not arrogant. We have a good relationship, which makes my father worried..."

"Well, it's so good. I'm too busy to take care of myself, so I haven't had time to make proper arrangements. You don't mean to suppress the jealousy of your fellow disciples. I'm very glad. This is the tolerance that Wudang should have."

Song Qingshu smiled modestly: "father, you flatter me. Younger martial brother Qingxiao has been practicing hard since he came to Wudang. He went out to practice martial arts when it was light and came back only after sunset. This perseverance is really amazing. It's only a matter of time before he becomes a great Xia."

"Well, when I came back, I already knew that your younger martial brother can be so diligent. I'm very glad for my father."

Song Yuanqiao picked up the teapot, filled the teacup with tea, raised his head and asked, "Qingxiao, you have been to Wudang for more than two months. The days here are really hard. What's wrong with you?"

At the smell of the speech, mu Qingxiao secretly skimmed his lips and farted bitterly. He caught birds in the forest and fish in the lake every day. He ate delicious seafood every day. I don't know how natural and happy it is. You smelly Taoists won't enjoy it.

"Master, disciples like to practice martial arts. It's OK to be humble."

"Well, you have this ambition. I'm very happy for you as a teacher. Wudang has successors. It all depends on you and Qingshu before."

As soon as song Yuanqiao's words came to an end, song Qingshu said, "father, please rest assured that Wudang will definitely prosper in the future with me and younger martial brother Qingxiao."

Hearing song Qingshu's confident words, song Yuanqiao put down his tea cup and hung a happy smile on his face.

"Good, good. You have such ambition and your father is happy for you. However, in terms of cultivation, you have to learn more like Qingxiao. He is much more diligent than you."

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu slightly lowered his head and flashed a trace of unhappiness in his eyes. Although it was obscure, he could not escape mu Qingxiao's divine knowledge. He didn't care. After all, he knew that song Qingshu had a narrow heart and small stomach.

However, the next second, song Qingshu raised his head again, nodded with a smile and said, "what my father taught me is that children must learn more like younger martial brothers. They are famous in Wulin and shine on Wudang!"

Then, song Yuanqiao became cautious and sighed: "you must have heard about Emei sect in the past two months. It's too presumptuous for evil to openly provoke famous and decent sects, so you must think about the next things again."

"We went to the headmaster just now. Although the headmaster said a few words, the meaning of his words was very clear. He instructed us to send disciples to reinforce Emei, but Wudang is busy and we can't get away for the time being, so I'm going to let you take your elite disciples to Emei. You two consider it."

As soon as song Yuanqiao's words came to an end, mu Qingxiao said, "since the master is busy, the disciples can't let the master down. Emei will let me and my senior brother lead the disciples to support."

"Father, what younger martial brother said is that Wudang is duty bound to attack Emei by evil. We will lead our disciples there. We must throw away our armor and kill the evil people!"

"Well, since you have no objection, pack up your things and go to Emei tomorrow. This matter can't be delayed any longer. Qingshu, as a senior brother, you must take more care of Qingxiao on the way and be very careful. Each of you is the future of Wudang." song Yuanqiao said with a dignified look.

"Please don't worry, father. I will take good care of my younger martial brother and keep him from any harm."

Hearing song Qingshu's words, mu Qingxiao was speechless and said secretly, why are you so thick skinned? You climb up when you see the pole. It's not certain who will take care of you.

But mu Qingxiao doesn't talk much. As long as he keeps a low profile, he'll just follow the plot anyway.

For these people, Jianghu reputation may be more important than life, but mu Qingxiao disdains it. Reputation can't be eaten and can't complete their tasks. What's the use?

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