The Villain's Counterattack

"Doesn't this feel very sudden? Little Wuji is now strong and sturdy, and is considered a master among his peers. Why am I bringing this up now?" Song Qingshu seemed to see everyone's confusion and said with a little resignation, "You are all my elders. Except for Fifth Uncle and Fifth Aunt, you have all watched me grow up. You should know my habits. I take precautions before things happen. I prepare immediately at the slightest sign of trouble and will never wait until the last minute to panic."

"Everyone, please don't look at me like that. I do have a set of evil skills that can cure Wuji, but I won't teach it to him until the very last moment. This skill is too evil, and by then Wuji might be rumored to be a big devil. The reason why I'm leaving now is largely because my own medical skills and martial arts have reached a bottleneck. I want to go out and gain experience, but I'm timid and afraid of something going wrong if I go alone, so I want to take my grandmaster with me. The old grandmaster is the number one master in the martial arts world. I'll be absolutely safe with him around. Little Wuji is just a cover." The more Song Qingshu said this, the more considerate they felt he was.

Yin Susu said with a hint of reluctance, "Qingshu, Wuji is still young. Can you wait a few more years? When Fifth Aunt gives birth and is in better shape, I'll go with you."

Song Qingshu thought to himself, I gave you nourishing food and made you pregnant because I was afraid that you would follow me. Then Xiao Wuji would really have no chance. With the way you dote on children, and your background in the Sky Eagle Sect, won't you abandon your fifth uncle and live in Hu Qingniu's house?

Without the feat of escorting his sister a thousand miles, how could Xiao Wuji ascend to Kunlun and obtain the Nine Yang Divine Art? You say that because Zhang Cuishan is still alive, Zhu Changling dares not touch him? That's naive. How can Zhang Cuishan compare to Zhang Sanfeng? That old fox is no simple matter; he just has bad luck.

Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Tomorrow I'll take Wuji and Qingshu with me to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song. The Tartar who wielded the Mysterious Nether Palm has been in the Shaolin Temple for two years now, but there's still no information about him. I'm afraid something must have gone wrong."

"You don't need to ask to know that he was rescued by someone. Since the other party was able to trick Third Uncle away at the foot of Wudang Mountain and was proficient in the Vajra Finger, Shaolin could not keep him. Think about the death of Master Kongjian and you will know that Shaolin is full of hidden dangers and it is not a good place. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. The knife in the hand is put down, but the knife in the heart refuses to put down. When you go out, you are a demon, and when you come in, you are a monk. This is what Buddhism is about." Song Qingshu's words made everyone in Wudang shake their heads and smile bitterly. This kid is really not polite at all. He has a lot of opinions about Shaolin. Didn't he just reject your request for merit several times? Is it necessary to be like this?

The next morning, Zhang Sanfeng took Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji away from Wudang and rode a donkey to Shaolin. Song Qingshu changed into ordinary clothes, wore an ordinary-looking long sword on his waist, and followed leisurely behind. He had grown up in this life but had never traveled far. After being depressed for ten years, he finally escaped from the cage. In the future, he would be able to carry out many of his plans himself, and he couldn't help but feel in a good mood.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Song Qingshu's expression, he thought that the boy had never traveled far before, which was why he was so excited. He felt that even if this trip could not be a complete success, it would not be a wasted trip. Moreover, he was over a hundred years old, and seclusion every day might not be as good as walking around. Maybe he could learn something from it.

Zhang Sanfeng was famous in the martial arts world, but he had not been around for a long time. People had only heard of him for a long time but had never seen him. Song Qingshu was famous but had never left Wudang, so outsiders naturally did not know him. Zhang Wuji was just a little kid and was even more unknown. The combination of the three did not attract much attention.

However, veterans in the martial arts world all know that the elderly, children, women, and sick men are the ones who need to be guarded against the most and should not be provoked. These three people have two of these characteristics. What's more, Song Qingshu is tall and handsome (and very thick-skinned), with steady and powerful steps and a methodical way of walking, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

One day, the three men came to Songshan and found two monks to inform the others. Shaolin Sankong came out to greet them, but the conversation was not smooth. Master Kongwen once again rejected Zhang Sanfeng's proposal and did not teach him the "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung".

Just as the meeting was about to end in a quarrel, Song Qingshu stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Song Qingshu of Wudang greets the three divine monks."

"Young Master Song, there's no need to be so polite. The first disciple of the third generation of Wudang, the Confucian hero Song Qingshu, has become very famous in the past two years. Two years ago, Young Master Song solved the case of Yu Sanxia's injury and restored the reputation of Shaolin. I am deeply grateful."

The old monk Kongwen did not mention the matter of Longmen Escort Agency at all. The Shaolin Temple had already let it go. If they did not let it go, they would have to go against the Sky Eagle Sect. The several parties that originally stood up for Longmen Escort Agency were dealt with by the Sky Eagle Sect and did not dare to make trouble. However, Shaolin Temple would not and was unwilling to take action personally.

"It is indeed a bit presumptuous of us to come here this time. Please forgive me, the three great monks. Fifth uncle has only one son, and Wuji is the third-generation direct descendant of our Wudang Sect, the second in command. He is also smart and sensible, and is quite popular with us. We never thought that he would fall into the hands of the thieves. Although he is so young, he suffers from the cold poison every day. He can only fight against it by practicing the kung fu of "Iron Shirt". " Song Qingshu's words made the three great monks silent for a moment, but they still refused to give in. This was a matter of principle.

Song Qingshu continued, "Qingshu naturally hopes to impress the three divine monks by saying this, but he also knows that there are countless pitiful people in the world, and Shaolin has its own principles. What I want to ask about is not the Shaolin Nine Yang Gong, but the Mysterious Nether Palm. The Mongol Tartar who abducted Xiao Wuji two years ago practiced the Taoist Baisun's Mysterious Nether Palm and injured Xiao Wuji with it. This skill is extremely cold and yin, and only the Nine Yang Divine Art can resist it. Even my Wudang Nine Yang Gong is inferior to it. If we can't continue to perfect the Wudang Nine Yang Gong, there is only one way out."

"If you can't use Yang to overcome Yin, then you can only practice the most Yin-intensive exercises. If you want to break the "Mysterious Dark Palm", you can only practice the "Mysterious Dark Palm". I wonder if you masters can return that Mongol Tartar to my Wudang. Two years have passed, and I'm sure you've asked all the Shaolin people you should ask." Song Qingshu's meaning was very clear. We were the ones who captured him back then, and it was a favor for us to hand him over to you. Now we need to use him, so please return him.

Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi were stunned. They looked at each other for a moment before saying, "Amitabha, I'm really ashamed to say this. We escorted that Mongol all the way to Shaolin, but he disappeared the next day."

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised to hear this and glanced at Song Qingshu. This guy had guessed it right. If the Tartar hadn't been handed over, Wudang would have been invaded. At that time, he, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daying, Yu Lianzhou, and Zhang Songxi were all busy treating Xiao Wuji's injuries. Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu, and the others had to face an unknown enemy, and the outcome was uncertain.

"Did that Tartar reveal any inside information? If it concerns the Shaolin Master, please keep it secret. I only care about what happened to Third Uncle and the "Mysterious Nether Palm." The more polite and courteous Song Qingshu was, the more aggrieved Sankong felt. That bastard became extremely arrogant after leaving Wudang. They did suffer several sneak attacks along the way, but they returned to Shaolin safely because of the presence of the three great masters. No one expected that the problem would lie with Shaolin themselves.

At first, they were distracted by the surprise attacks along the way and had no time to torture him for any intelligence. They only analyzed the little information they could find from his shouting. "That Tartar is backed by a Mongol prince, and he is very likely to hold military power."

Song Qingshu revealed a look of realization: "And then? What about the information about his own background and the Mysterious Nether Divine Palm?"

"Gone."

Song Qingshu was confused: "You should have had several days on the journey, why, why..."

"Amitabha, to be honest, we monks are not good at torture. In addition, we were ambushed by his accomplices along the way, so we got nothing. It was indeed our negligence." Kongwen hesitated again and again, wavered several times, but in the end he still did not agree to hand over the "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung".

Zhang Sanfeng, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji left sadly, but their backs looked a little desolate, which made Sankong feel a little ashamed. He was not ashamed of the "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung", but of the Tartar who possessed the "Mysterious Nether Palm".

Thinking back to what Song Qingshu said, the Shaolin Temple had so many masters that a Tartar could come and go freely. This shows that there are internal problems. The murder of Master Kongjian was full of doubts. Those masters who joined Shaolin after adulthood, especially the older ones, need to be carefully investigated.

How did Shaolin Kung Fu spread? Those who came to learn from the disciples were also exposed to the profound martial arts of Shaolin. Although they sacrificed themselves, they could benefit future generations. Even Shaolin's enemies, after all, laid down their butcher knives and became Buddhas. They voluntarily sacrificed themselves and naturally needed to gain some benefits from Shaolin.

Song Qingshu's words were like a wake-up call, clearing Sankong's mind. This kind of risk was unavoidable, but Buddhism was about opening the door to convenience. Otherwise, it would lose its compassion and weaken its advantage in suppressing other religions.

"Brother Kongwen, Song Qingshu repeatedly mentioned that Xie Xun's martial arts weren't strong enough to kill Brother Kongjian. We all thought that Brother Kongjian was being merciful and was killed by that villain Xie Xun's sneak attack. However, Brother Kongjian had mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art. If Xie Xun had really attacked him by surprise, he might not have been able to kill him. On the contrary, he might have been captured by him. It seems that Brother Kongjian's death is indeed full of doubts, but the truth is no longer available due to the passage of time."

"Could it be that he's deliberately trying to excuse Xie Xun? Zhang Cuishan has been missing for ten years, spending every day with that devil, and they eventually became sworn brothers. It's not impossible that Song Qingshu is opening up a new path for Xie Xun."

"Amitabha, we still need to keep an eye on this matter. Song Qingshu suggested monitoring the retreat site to see if anyone is frequently leaving under the guise of retreat. This matter..."

"I think it's feasible. The pure land of Buddhism cannot tolerate those with ulterior motives."

"Shaolin lay disciples frequently come and go from Shaolin, and those who learned from outsiders or joined Shaolin later need to be strictly investigated. This seems a bit..."

"There won't be too many disciples like this. We need to investigate their character to see if they are really traitors, as Song Qingshu said, or if they are hiding in Shaolin with ulterior motives."

Song Qingshu, however, was secretly trying to trip up Cheng Kun and his apprentice, using the mysterious disappearance of the Mongol Tartar as an excuse. It didn't matter how much Sankong listened; he would be proven right later, and they would feel even more guilty. Hehe, once the siege of Guangmingding was over and Shaolin was slaughtered, he would seize the opportunity to expose Cheng Kun, or at least make him a suspect.

Looking up at the front, Song Qingshu's expression was slightly complicated. Zhou Zhiruo, how should I treat you?