Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 84: The current leader of the Qinglong Society, Gongzi Yu
Looking at the few people who disappeared in the rain, Shen Ping'an gently tapped the Bai Qinglong Command in his hand with his fingers, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Cousin, could that person just now be..."

Knowing what Shen Qingshan wanted to ask, Shen Pingan said, "The current Grand Dragon Leader of the Azure Dragon Society."

When they heard the words "Big Dragon Head", even though they had already prepared themselves mentally, Qu Feiyan and Shen Qingshan still couldn't help but gasp.

But Yan Shisan, who was standing by, suddenly said in a deep voice, "The cultivation level of that person just now has reached the third level of the Heavenly Man Realm. His appearance is the same as Gongzi Yu, who was on the list of Baixiao Pavilion three years ago."

Although it was just a few words, it undoubtedly revealed the identity of the person just now to Shen Pingan and others.

Qu Feiyan looked puzzled and asked, "But why did Gongzi Yu come to you for no reason?"

Faced with Qu Feiyan's question, Shen Pingan was unable to answer for a moment.

When Shen Pingan saw Gongzi Yu's attire before, he had already guessed his identity.

After confirming that the information he had received before was indeed given by Bai Xiaosheng, the first thing Shen Pingan thought of was that Gongzi Yu wanted to pull him into the Qinglong Society.

But Gongzi Yu's attitude afterwards made Shen Ping'an somewhat unsure of the other party's true purpose.

Shen Ping'an was not so naive as to really think that Gongzi Yu came to him just to invite him to watch a play.

Moreover, what does the other party mean by this so-called "big show"?
Do they want to continue the goal of the Qinglong Society thirty years ago, to unify the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty and dominate the world?
Or do you want to take revenge on those forces that jointly attacked the Qinglong Society thirty years ago?

For a moment, various thoughts popped up in Shen Ping'an's mind one after another, but the limited information at present made it difficult for Shen Ping'an to connect these thoughts.

After a while, Shen Pingan suddenly shook his head: "It looks like the wind will blow soon."

As the voice fell, Shen Pingan put the Baiqinglongshu order in his hand into his arms and slowly stood up.

the other side.

On the steps leading down from Tianzhu Peak, Gongzi Yu walked at the front with one hand behind his back.

Her silver hair moved in the wind, but was not stained by a single drop of rain in the pouring rain.

It was also because of this silver hair that the thin Gongzi Yu looked a little otherworldly.

"It's rare to see you lose your composure like you did today."

At this moment, Gongzi Yu's voice suddenly rang out.

Bai Xiaosheng, knowing that Gongzi Yu was talking to him, said, "It is indeed a bit unexpected."

"Oh? Is there something in the Ming Dynasty that would surprise even the know-it-alls?"

Ignoring the teasing tone in Gongzi Yu's words, Bai Xiaosheng said truthfully, "The person next to Shen Pingan just now was the deadly swordsman Yan Shisan."

Gongzi Yu said softly, "I know."

Bai Xiaosheng continued, "You should know my other identity in the martial arts world."

"You mean the identity of the Five-Month Physician?"

In the Ming Dynasty, when it comes to medical skills, these four people are recognized as the best.

Hu Qingniu, the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal in the Ming Cult ten years ago.

Ping Yizhi, the famous and murderous doctor in the Sun and Moon Sect.

Li Songlin, the chief imperial physician in the imperial palace of Beijing.

The last one is Xiao Shengbai, the doctor who was told to die at three o'clock in the morning but insisted on keeping you alive until five o'clock.

And now, Xiao Shengbai, the world-famous fifth-grade physician, is actually Bai Xiaosheng, the current leader of Bai Xiao Pavilion.

If this news were to spread, I wonder how many people would be shocked.

Bai Xiaosheng said slowly, "Half a year ago, Yan Shisan came to my medical hut to ask for treatment. My final diagnosis was that he was terminally ill and that no medicine would be effective. He would not live more than six months."

"But just now, I saw Yan Shisan's complexion, and he looked no different from an ordinary person. All the symptoms in his body were exposed."

Upon hearing this, Gongzi Yu, who was originally walking down the mountain, stopped.

Gongzi Yu did not ask Bai Xiaosheng whether he had read it wrong.

In this world, if we were to talk about who knows Bai Xiaosheng best, Gongzi Yu would consider himself second, and no one would dare to claim to be first.

Therefore, Gongzi Yu also knew how good Bai Xiaosheng's medical skills were.

Moreover, Bai Xiaosheng is definitely not a person who attacks without a purpose.

It is impossible to say this without absolute certainty.

Since he dared to say that all the symptoms in Yan Shisan's body were revealed, he couldn't be wrong.

"You mean, he cured Yan Shisan's illness?"

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "At such a young age, to have such cultivation and strength, it can be said that talent and hard work are indispensable. He has already consumed all his energy in the past ten years of swordsmanship. How could he have the energy left to study medicine?"

"What's more, even I am helpless against your illness. This boy is only a young man. If his medical skills can surpass mine, then all the medical skills I have learned for decades will be in vain."

"In my opinion, it should be that after Yan Shisan fought with Xie Xiaofeng, he met other hidden medical masters."

"And I can't cure Yan Shisan's illness either. Since that expert can even cure Yan Shisan, I think curing your illness should be no problem for him."

"If we can find this person, your premature aging caused by obsession might be cured." Gongzi Yu pondered for a moment, then said, "Then find some time to ask him!"

When speaking, Gongzi Yu's tone was light and casual.

It seems that what we are talking about is not the problems of others, but our own.

Looking at Gongzi Yu walking down the mountain again, Bai Xiaosheng sighed in his heart.

Sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When disappointments accumulate, naturally there will be no more hope.

After years of searching for a doctor, Gongzi Yu had already given up hope.

In fact, even though Bai Xiaosheng brought it up at this time, he still had no idea whether the person who treated Yan Shisan could cure Gongzi Yu.

After all, Gongzi Yu's illness is too special.

It was so special that Bai Xiaosheng searched through all the medical books in the world, but could only know the name of the disease, but could not find any treatment.

Twenty-seven.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly.

Accompanied by Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu, he returned to the foot of Wudang Mountain.

After Shen Qingshan reluctantly parted with his fellow disciples, they boarded the carriage and drove away.

Half an hour later, inside the carriage, Shen Qingfeng looked at Shen Pingan, who was reading a medical book across from him, and couldn't help but ask, "Cousin, we're already twenty miles away from Wudang. Aren't we turning back now?"

In response to Shen Qingfeng's question, Shen Pingan said calmly, "If you want to put on a good show, you have to do it in full. How can we make those in the dark feel at ease if we just leave Wudang and don't enter the city?"

Shen Qingfeng was stunned and said, "Cousin, what you mean is that we should go to the city first, pretend to settle down, and then secretly return?"

"Almost!" Shen Pingan said slowly.

Seeing this, Shen Qingfeng could only suppress his restlessness and wait.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

But the buildings on Tianjun Peak were all brightly lit by candlelight.

Inside the Tianjun Peak Villa.

A man lying on a bamboo chair, unable to move, looked at Zhang Sanfeng standing with his back to him and couldn't help asking, "Master, Master Shen is extremely talented. He is a master of swordsmanship at such a young age. Even top swordsmen like Yan Shisan are impressed by him."

"If I can keep Qing Feng in Wudang, it will also be like being able to keep in touch with him."

"If the Wudang Sect encounters any problems in the future, you can also seek help from Master Shen through Qing Feng."

"Master, why did you let Qingfeng leave?"

The man who was speaking had a pale face, and there was a hint of hostility between his brows.

It was Yu Daying, the third disciple of Zhang Sanfeng and one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Listening to Yu Daying's words, Zhang Sanfeng slowly turned around and looked at the disciple who was speaking.

"Wudang is not a cult, and that young friend Shen has done us a great favor on Guangmingding. If his relatives were to threaten us, how could we still be considered a reputable and upright sect?"

Although Zhang Sanfeng's voice was not loud, as his disciple, Yu Daying could not help but hear some anger in his words.

Realizing his own loss of composure, Yu Dayan took a deep breath and said, "My disciple made a mistake. I hope Master will punish me."

Looking at the hostility lingering between Yu Daying's brows, Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart.

Ever since Yu Daying was crippled and paralyzed by someone using the "Vajra Finger" ten years ago, he has gradually become somewhat paranoid.

Even the way he looks at people and things has become a bit more ruthless. The change is huge, and he has completely lost his previous pure kindness.

Thinking about the current situation of the Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh again.

Sometimes, standing high allows you to see far.

But the higher you stand, the more concerns you will have.

When Wu was first established and he had only seven disciples, Zhang Sanfeng dared to plunge into the martial arts world and hunt down all the evil people in it by himself.

It took sixty years to restore order to the martial arts world and make Wudang famous.

But as Wudang continued to grow, Zhang Sanfeng's current strength and cultivation were far beyond what they had been decades ago. However, because of this huge foundation, although Zhang Sanfeng only had the title of the number one warrior in the Ming Dynasty, he seemed to be tied up and trapped on Wudang Mountain all day long.

Even if the disciples were bullied, for the sake of the overall situation, they could only let it go.

This fully illustrates what it means to "be in the arena and have no choice."

Thinking deeply, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh again.

However, just when Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt a little lonely, his expression suddenly froze, and then he turned and looked towards the southwest of the yard.

"A distinguished guest has come to visit you late at night, and I am sorry for not being able to greet you."

(End of this chapter)