Song Qingshu's face turned cold and he said lightly, "I spared your life last time. Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense in front of me?"
"You!" Xuan Cheng's face instantly turned red. He valued his reputation very much, and he was the best martial artist in the Shaolin Temple. He had always been obsessed with being the world's most powerful martial artist. Now that he had been exposed like this, he was completely disgraced. But he still had a lingering fear when he thought of the fight between the masters of the Shaolin Temple and the fact that they were almost wiped out. His lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't dare to refute.
Seeing him acquiesce, the surrounding people were in an uproar. There were many martial artists in the inn, and they knew that Xuan Cheng was the best in Shaolin Temple in 200 years. But he was almost killed by a young man. Who on earth was this young man?
Even Ku Rong and Reverend Yideng couldn't help but be surprised. Although they knew that Song Qingshu was good at martial arts, they had only fought with him a few years ago, and they had only heard rumors about him in Jianghu. They didn't expect that his cultivation had reached such a high level.
Jiu Mozhi's eyes were also wide open. He had also fought with Xuan Cheng, and he knew how amazing Xuan Cheng's martial arts were. If he hadn't cheated, he would never have been defeated by Xuan Cheng. He didn't expect that such a person would almost be killed by Song Qingshu.
"By the way, I'm curious. I remember that I broke your Vajra Body last time, and your meridians were all broken. Why are you still standing here now?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask.
"What? Broke my Vajra Body?" Even Heavenly Mountain Tonglao and Li Qiushui, who were very senior, were shocked. Vajra Body was known as one of the three Divine Kung Fu of Shaolin Temple since ancient times. Once mastered, one's body would be invulnerable, and no human could break it. Now it seemed that Xuan Cheng had broken his body. And his meridians were all broken?
Li Qiushui was a little suspicious. Xuan Cheng was still standing here, and it didn't look like his meridians were injured. Only Heavenly Mountain Tonglao nodded secretly. She had once fought with Song Qingshu, and she knew how terrifying his real cultivation was.
"Amitabha." Xuan Ci chanted and added, "I have to thank Reverend Yideng for saving Xuan Cheng with his Yang Finger at all costs."
Last time, when the Shaolin Temple's powerhouses went after Xiao Feng and his son, Song Qingshu appeared out of nowhere and almost wiped them out single-handedly. The scene was still like a nightmare to him. When he first came here and saw Xuan Cheng provoking that devil for a moment of pleasure, he almost cursed his martial arts maniac Junior Brother to death. He was worried that Song Qingshu would attack him again, so he quickly tied Reverend Yideng to the Shaolin Temple. With the South Emperor, one of the Five Unmatched Masters, Master Kurong from the Sky Dragon Temple, and Duan Yu, who knew the Six Pulses Magic Sword, he was slightly at ease.
Reverend Yideng didn't know what he was thinking. He answered, "Thank you, Holy Monk, for your unparalleled cultivation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to save Master Xuancheng." Unfortunately, Xuan Cheng was only saved temporarily. He could not reveal the details unless they were in front of their enemies.
At the same time, Reverend Yideng was shocked. Back when people from the Shaolin Temple came to him and asked him to save Xuan Cheng with the Yang Finger, Reverend Yideng held a grudge for not saving Imperial Concubine Liu's illegitimate son, so he had become merciful. Moreover, the Shaolin Temple and the Duan family of Dali had always been on good terms, and they offered a generous bargaining chip this time, so Reverend Yideng could not just stand by and watch.
When Reverend Yideng arrived at the Shaolin Temple, he found out that Xuan Cheng's meridians were all broken, which was evident that he was injured by someone's tyrannical inner energy. Reverend Yideng had met Xuan Cheng once in the past, so he knew how great the latter's martial arts were, but he did not expect someone to injure him to this extent. Out of curiosity, Reverend Yideng asked the Shaolin Temple, but the Shaolin Temple kept it a secret and was unwilling to answer him. Reverend Yideng did not want to force the Shaolin Temple, so he only found out today that it was the young man in front of him who injured Xuan Cheng.
"How did he manage to save him?" Song Qingshu frowned, wondering why Reverend Yideng seemed to be fine. When Huang Rong was injured by Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm, Guo Jing took her to Reverend Yideng for treatment. After that, he used the General Principles of the Nine Yin Manual to help Reverend Yideng recover his inner energy. In addition, the Shaolin Temple needed all kinds of elixirs and medicines, and they also had the powerful Sweeping Monk with them. It should not be a problem for Reverend Yideng to recover his inner energy.
"The Sun Finger is indeed amazing!" Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao were delighted. They had insisted on bringing Song Qingshu with them because they wanted him to save the paralyzed Wu Yazi. Unfortunately, they had only heard about the Sun Finger's ability to heal injuries. Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, they felt relieved.
"It's not that easy." Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something and said, "His meridians are broken. I'm afraid the Sun Finger alone can't heal him. There should be medicines like the Black Jade Ointment. It seems that the Shaolin Temple has secretly sided with the Mongols."
Reverend Yideng couldn't help but look at the people of the Shaolin Temple. They did smear some black ointment on Xuan Cheng's body. Did they really collude with the Mongols?
Xuan Ci's expression changed. She hurriedly said, "Don't make wild guesses, Prince Song. Our temple has thousands of years of history, and we are good at elixirs. Of course, we have things like the Black Jade Ointment. Why do we need the Mongols?"
Reverend Yideng nodded and said, "That's right. The Shaolin Temple's elixirs are also unparalleled in the martial arts world, and the Recover Pill has been renowned for hundreds of years. Moreover, the Black Jade Ointment comes from the Shaolin Temple in the Western Region, which was founded by a traitor of the Shaolin Temple. He had an Indian Junior Brother who was proficient in medicine and had a certain level of attainment in medicine. Naturally, he had heard of the Black Jade Ointment.
Song Qingshu didn't rule out this possibility. However, he remembered that the Shaolin Temple had this kind of elixir that could heal his meridians. When his meridians were broken at the Lion Slaying Contest, the monk said that there was no medicine for him … Although he knew that he was not worth the effort of the Shaolin Temple, he still felt a little unhappy.
"Not only has Xuan Cheng recovered, his complexion is also ruddy. His complexion is even better than before. It really is depressing." Song Qingshu secretly thought that it would be better for Xuan Cheng to provoke him again. Then, he could justifiably send him to the Western Paradise.
The rules of this world were about justifying one's actions. If he killed Xuan Cheng for no reason at this time, he would become the target of public criticism in Jianghu, and the loss would outweigh the gain. This was the price and concern of fighting for the world. Otherwise, there would be no need to pay so much attention to being a devil who was neither good nor evil.
"Do it, do it quickly …" Song Qingshu looked at Xuan Cheng with a faint smile and kept cheering for him in his heart.
Xuan Cheng didn't know why, but he felt a little cold on his back. In addition, Xuan Ci warned him through Secret Voice-sending, so he didn't say anything more.
However, this made the people of the Shaolin Temple a little embarrassed. Because of the shadow of the last fiasco, they really didn't want to be under the same roof with the devil Song Qingshu. God knew if he would kill them again. But if they just left like this, in front of the Duan family of Dali and so many people in Jianghu, the reputation of the Shaolin Temple would be ruined. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.
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