"Second uncle, is Master really cultivating immortality?"

After together with the Four Heroes, they destroyed hundreds of Diamond Gates, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh.

The gang fight between two first-class players and dozens of second-rate players in the Vajra Sect was easier to deal with than Song Qingshu expected.

After the fight, the weakest Song Qingshu still had 20% of his internal strength left, and the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was as strong as a bug.

In the absence of a top master who can break the formation with force, the Wudang Clan's second-generation fusion is invincible in the entire world.

Don’t say that Wudang II is confident because they don’t know the masters in the arena.

Even Song Qingshu wanted to laugh wildly with his hands on his hips after seeing the effect.

After all, in this era when martial arts has declined, there is only one top master, Zhang Laodao.

"Qingshu, your master is cultivating Taoism, not cultivating immortals as you said. If you kids don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Yin Liting quarreled with Song Qingshu.

In ordinary matters, Yin Liting might not refute Song Qingshu.

But regarding the master and the woman, these are Yin Liting's two opposite sides, and no one is allowed to make fun of them.

"You two, stop joking, the business has not been finished yet." Mo Shenggu retorted to the two of them and looked at the two senior brothers: "Second brother, fourth brother, what should we do with these monks, or we will destroy them all

Let them also taste the pain of Third Brother's whole body being broken."

Although most of the disciples of the Vajra Sect can no longer get up.

However, the damage caused by the Wudang people was not great, and there were not many casualties, that is, a few dozen, less than three levels of the total number of people.

Most of them can be resurrected with full health after regaining their breath.

"I have just trusted the leader. Every wrongdoer and every debtor has its owner. I, Wudang, do not want to implicate innocent people. I also ask the Diamond Sect to hand over the murderer who persecuted my third junior brother back then and put an end to this public case between the two factions."

Yu Lianzhou said to Monk Gangxin who was lying on the ground vomiting blood.

The higher the martial arts level, the more severe the beating will be.

Only when you are dealing with a master will you be unable to hold back. Zayu is not qualified to let a few Wudang people miss.

"The Vajra Gate doesn't have the murderer you want." Monk Gangxin said stubbornly.

"Good faith is like a donkey's liver and lungs. Since you don't shed tears when you see the coffin, don't blame us for being cruel."

Yin Liting walked forward with his sword in hand. The Wudang disciples just didn't want to kill, but they didn't know how to kill.

There are several brothers and sisters who have traveled around the world, but none of them has carried more than a hundred lives on his body.

"Amitabha."

After chanting the Buddha's name, an old monk with a gray brow and beard walked out supported by two young novice monks.

It seems that Wei Wei has lost the ability to do anything. It is probably because he does not have good internal skills. It is indeed a flaw. No matter how good he is in external skills, he will not have enough endurance when he gets old.

"Master, do you still want to take action?"

Yu Lianzhou warned the old monk.

Even if Zhang Laodao is a hundred years old, he can still beat up seven of his disciples. With this example, Yu Lianzhou dare not look down on any old man.

"Amitabha, how can a poor monk do anything at this age? He just wants to show off his old face." The old monk recited a Buddha's name and said.

"As a senior, the master should have this respect, but Wudang has traveled thousands of miles to the Western Region and cannot find the murderer who hurt his junior brother, so he will not let it go!"

After all, Yu Lianzhou has been educated by Zhang Laodao for a long time, and he speaks more politely. If it were Song Qingshu who would only ask, why should I give you face if you are so shy?

"Yu Erxia, in fact, I just believe in my nephew. What I just said is not a lie. It is true that the disciples of our sect have not been in the Central Plains for many years.

If the three heroes of Wudang Yu were really injured by the Diamond Finger of our sect, it could only be the result of a few disciples who had taken refuge in Yuan Ting. They had already only taken orders from Yuan Ting and had nothing to do with our sect."

This is quite shameless. If you were from the Central Plains sect, you would never say such a thing.

"Master, do you mean that our Wudang Sect members really came here in vain?"

Yu Lianzhou put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes flashed coldly, and he asked in a cold tone.

Yu Lianzhou, the most ruthless person in Wudang, this name is no joke, and he will never show mercy when it is time to strike.

The rules of the martial arts world have always been that whose disciple is responsible.

Not to mention being a serious disciple of the sect, even if the unscrupulous father and son betray the sect, the sect will also bear the blame for the troubles caused by the disciples.

As long as you teach a disciple kung fu, the disciple's share of the blame will be half of the master's.

This is why we need to examine the character of our disciples.

After all, martial arts are also killing skills and should be taught with caution.

"What I mean is that these disciples have defected to the Ruyang Palace of Yuanting. If the Wudang heroes want to end it, I can send some disciples to Dadu with you and confront them with you."

The old monk made a U-turn and almost dodged Song Qingshu's waist.

As for whether the old monk's intentions were good or bad, it's hard to say.

"No need. Just explain their situation clearly. Wudang disciples do not rely on manpower to take revenge."

Yu Lianzhou replied, still with the arrogance of a martial arts master of the Wudang Sect.

"They have been away from our sect for many years, and I, the King Kong Sect, don't know much about their current situation. They are all my disciples from the Western Regions. After they realized their skills, there was no news. It was only recently that we learned that they had voted for Yuanting. If they were really injured,

I'm really sorry about what Wudang Three Heroes said..."

The old monk looked polite and polite, but he was really not a good person. He just talked a lot to avoid the serious matter, just because he didn't want to take the blame himself.

Not to mention the strength of the three disciples of Yuan Ting, and not to mention the black jade intermittent ointment, it was obvious that he wanted to fool a few people away.

"Old monk, you have been talking for a long time, can you come up with something practical? My third uncle was injured by your Vajra Sect disciples and became a cripple. Do you just want us to retreat with such empty talk?"

Seeing that the Four Heroes were about to be persuaded by the old monk, Song Qingshu couldn't help but jump out.

After thinking about it, Wudang had no control over the Mingjiao, a group of demons and monsters.

It is normal for the Vajra Gate, which has never harmed the Central Plains, to have no intention of eradicating evil.

Robbery by sects in the Western Regions is just a way of survival, just like collecting protection fees by sects in the Central Plains.

This alone cannot distinguish between right and wrong.

"I don't know what the donor wants from our Vajra Sect. The Wudang disciples have swept our Vajra Sect, which is enough to disgrace our Vajra Sect.

Do you want us Vajra Sect disciples to retreat when we see Wudang disciples in the arena? You Wudang are indeed powerful, so we can't..."

An old monk looks like he can be a bitch.

There are no other sects here, otherwise it would be like Wudang bullying others when they are weak.

"You hurt my third uncle and made my third uncle a cripple. Aren't you even prepared to take out the black jade intermittent ointment from your Vajra Sect?"

If the Vajra Sect is destroyed, everyone in Wudang will only need to collect the loot, and the black jade intermittent ointment will definitely not be able to escape.

Now we don't mean to exterminate the family. Song Qingshu can only take the initiative to propose it.

After a fleeting look of surprise flashed across the old monk's face, he immediately returned to his natural state: "The little donor was probably a little too anxious. Before I could say anything, in order to express my apology to Yu Sanxia, ​​our sect is willing to dedicate a donation to the three heroes."

Our secret medicine, Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, heals the wounds of the three heroes."

"It's not enough. I want your prescription. We Wudang also need to clean up the unscrupulous disciples who have taken refuge in Yuan Ting for your Vajra Sect. If we don't have the prescription, what should we do if we get hurt by those evil people again?"

Black Jade Intermittent Ointment is the inherited secret medicine of Vajra Gate.

Not many disciples in the sect have heard of it, only a few masters in the sect know the secrets.

Of course I won't give it away easily, let alone giving away prescriptions. It's usually very difficult for someone to ask for some medicine.

Song Qingshu said this, besides really wanting the prescription, he also deliberately made things difficult for others and wanted to anger the old monk.

Even if you kill Song Qingshu, you won't believe it. This old monk is a supreme master and can break the Wudang Zhenwu Seven-section Formation.

"That's what the little donor said." After a moment of uncertainty on the old monk's face, he responded with a fake smile.

Song Qingshu actually wanted the Vajra Sect to be tougher, so that he could kill more scum.

It's just that the Vajra Gate was inherited from Shaolin, and there are still old monsters in the temple, although I don't know how good the martial arts are.

But I definitely have a lot of experience in martial arts. I may have been involved in martial arts in the Central Plains and studied abroad. When I was inferior to others, I knelt down very thoroughly.

This approach may not be useful to the Western Region sects, but it is just the right medicine for Wudang.

"Qingshu, how do you know that the Vajra Gate has this kind of healing medicine?"

On the way back to Yumen Pass after leaving Jingang Gate, Yu Lianzhou and others asked Song Qingshu.

"The inquirer heard such a piece of news that I didn't know was true or false. I couldn't confirm it, so I didn't report it to my uncles. I was unwilling to accept it, and finally deceived the old monk."

Song Qingshu explained casually.

Just have a decent excuse, the ointment is far more important than the information about where Song Qingshu came from.

"Qingshu, you are still hasty this time. Even if there is hope, you should tell us."

This time, even Zhang Songxi rarely preached to Song Qingshu.

"What the fourth uncle said is that my nephew's experience in martial arts is still a little shallow."
To be continued...