"Senior brother, are you still undecided about your future as the leader of Wudang?"
"Besides, Grand Master is not a man-eating tiger, so what are you afraid of!"
Watch Lu Qingyun jumping towards Zixiao Palace.
Song Qingshu sighed.
Grand Master is not a tiger, he is much more ferocious than a tiger.
If only he could be as shameless as Lu Qingyun.
He glanced at the gate of Yuxu Palace, gritted his teeth and walked up.
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Lu Qingyun passed through Zixiao Palace and came to Yu Daiyan's courtyard.
"Master, I'm back."
"Why did Grand Master let you back?"
Yu Daiyan had a smile on his face.
"Apprentice has achieved a small degree of success in my skills. Grand Master has let me come back."
Lu Qingyun put the baggage on the bed and dragged a chair in front of Yu Daiyan.
"Master, I heard that there is an elixir called Black Jade Intermittent Ointment that can cure your injury. I will go to Master later to ask for permission to go down the mountain."
"No." Yu Daiyan stopped him immediately.
Black jade intermittent anointing he knew.
But trying to find this elixir is like looking for a needle in a haystack!
"Why? Why can't I go to the first-level realm now?"
When I was young, I couldn't remember the origin of the black jade intermittent ointment. Now that I have grown up, I remember many things.
Black Jade Intermittent Ointment is the secret medicine of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions, and he wanted to try his luck.
By the way, he killed a few Vajra Sect disciples to vent his anger for Yu Daiyan.
"You haven't found your master yet, how about you?"
"Besides, you have never been out of Wudang Mountain and have no experience at all in the world. If something happens, you will not be able to survive if you let me."
Although Lu Qingyun is not his biological child, Yu Daiyan treats him as his own. How can he bear to risk his relationship for more than ten years?
"Lu Qingyun, I want you to swear an oath that you will not go down the mountain to look for black jade intermittent ointment without permission. Otherwise, from today on, you will no longer be my disciple."
Lu Qingyun was stunned.
I didn't expect things to turn out like this.
But I dare not disobey the teacher’s orders!
In desperation, he had to raise three fingers.
"This disciple swears that he will never go down the mountain to look for black jade intermittent ointment without the permission of the master."
Yu Daiyan showed a satisfied smile, "You brat, don't think that just because you are a first-grade warrior, you can be invincible in the world."
"A sect that can develop black jade intermittent ointment must have many masters. If you can reach the master level, master will allow you to go down the mountain to search for it."
Lu Qingyun didn't argue, he already had an idea in mind.
As long as you tell Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng about the Black Jade Intermittent Cream, he will definitely not give up this opportunity.
When the time comes, he can follow him to the Vajra Gate and kill one or two.
"I heard that Emei sent someone to retrieve the Yitian Sword. Go and have a look. If there is anything that needs help, don't stay back."
"knew."
Lu Qingyun trotted to Zixiao Palace.
At this time, in the center of the square of the main hall of Zixiao Palace, Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Emei Sect, stood at the front.
On the left and right are senior sister Ding Minjun and junior sister Zhao Lingzhu, with more than a dozen Emei disciples behind them.
Zhou Zhiruo saluted Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu who were standing at the entrance of the hall.
"Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Emei Sect, meets Master Zhang, Daxia Song, and Shaoxia Song."
"I wonder why Miss Zhou came to Wudang?" Song Yuanqiao asked.
"Asking knowingly." Ding Minjun blurted out from the side.
"Sister, please don't be unreasonable."
Zhou Zhiruo quickly stopped him and saluted Zhang Sanfeng again.
"The time has come for the Heavenly Sword that my master deposited in Wudang seven years ago. I have specially ordered my disciples to retrieve it."
Seven years ago, Emei and other seven major sects went to the mountain and forced Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to death.
The Emei Master Jue relied on the sharpness of the Yitian Sword and was extremely arrogant. Zhang Sanfeng took the Yitian Sword away in anger and agreed to return it after seven years.
"You can talk better than Extinction."
Zhang Sanfeng did not intend to embarrass the junior, and said to Song Qingshu who was standing aside: "Qingshu, take the Yitian Sword and give it to Miss Zhou."
"Disciple and grandson accept the order."
Not long after, Song Qingshu took the Yitian Sword and came to Zhou Zhiruo.
Immediately shocked!
He has never seen such a charming woman, holding the Yitian Sword and unable to say a word.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Song."
Zhou Zhiruo pulled twice before taking the Yitian Sword from Song Qingshu's hand.
Pulling out a section of the sword blade to check, the sound of the sword sounded. After confirming that Yitian Sword was undoubtedly the sword, he felt relieved.
"Thank you, Master Zhang, for returning the Yitian Sword."
"Bring me a message to Mie Mie. You are already so old. Be less angry and don't be so harsh."
"Zhiruo will definitely bring Mr. Zhang's words."
Although Zhang Sanfeng's words were thorny, Zhou Zhiruo still responded politely.
"Sister, let's go."
"Wait a minute."
Ding Minjun stood out from the crowd.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, my master always praised Wudang Kung Fu as being unparalleled in the world.
Before leaving, I specially reminded my disciples to humbly ask Master Zhang for advice. "
"Sister."
Zhou Zhiruo winked hurriedly.
I am very lucky to be able to successfully get back the Yitian Sword this time.
This side issue will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.
Zhang Sanfeng was free and easy, with the smile on his face unchanged.
"Little girl, it's not impossible to ask for advice."
"However, seniority is here to stay, and a veteran can't bully a junior."
"Okay, Qingshu, go and learn Emei Kung Fu."
Zhang Sanfeng is a generation older than Mie Mie, and his disciples are Mie Mie's peers. Currently, Wudang only has Song Qingshu in front of him who is suitable.
Even though Song Qingshu is only a third-generation disciple of Wudang, his strength is much higher than that of his peers, and he is enough to deal with Ding Minjun.
"Qing Shu takes orders."
After Song Qingshu saluted, he walked to the field and saluted Ding Minjun of the Emei faction with his sword in his arms, "Please give me advice."
Lu Qingyun, who was hiding among the Wudang disciples, watched happily.
Thinking of Ding Minjun's reputation as a cruel man, he looked down from her neck.
It’s really salt-free!
Did you develop it through practice, or was it born to be an airport?
He looked at Zhou Zhiruo again.
Damn it!
Isn't this the later version of Yuanyuan? No wonder it fascinates Senior Brother Qingshu.
What a good girl, but she was ruined by Master Miejie’s teachings. What a pity!
"Good guy, Lu Qingyun, I finally found you. You owe me two taels of silver, and you've been hiding for five years. That's good enough."
Wudang disciple Qing Xi grabbed Lu Qingyun's arm for fear that he would escape.
"Damn it, Lu Qingyun, you owe me three or two cents of silver. If you don't pay me back today, I will die in front of you."
Another Wudang disciple hugged Lu Qingyun's waist.
Not long after, Lu Qingyun was surrounded, and his arms were covered with fingers.
What's even more outrageous is that someone even hugged her thighs.
"Brothers, even if I have money, I can't go back and get it if you do this to me."
