As they were in a hurry, they finished their meal quickly. When they left, they bumped into the people from Baiyun Temple. Song Qingshu decided to walk with them. They chatted as they reached the foot of Mount Wu Dang.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Song QingShu inquired, he could not find any valuable information from the other party's words. In addition, there were many people in Baiyun Temple, so the journey could not be fast. He simply bade farewell to the other party and said, "I want to see Grandmaster and my father first, so I will bid farewell here."
Stupid Tea did not stop him. He smiled, "If that's the case, we will meet again at the Purple Cloud Palace."
Song QingShu nodded. He gently wrapped his arm around Shen Bijun's waist and stepped forward. He didn't seem to use much strength, but in just a few steps, the two of them had disappeared into the forest.
Stupid Tea was shocked, "This person is just as the rumors say. His martial arts are unfathomable."
One of the two Daoists snorted, "He is just showing off in front of the beauty. Don't be fooled."
Stupid Tea said, "His reputation is not for nothing. We should not be careless. With him, this mission will not be as smooth."
The two Daoists looked at each other and saw the complicated look in each other's eyes. They did not say anything.
After Song Qingshu went up the mountain, he did not go through the Sword Dissecting Stone. Even though he did not carry any weapons, it would be too troublesome to wait for the disciples to report to him. He might as well take the small path up the mountain.
Song QingShu sighed inwardly as he felt the wind in the forest and gazed at the clouds in the distance. He was clearly a WuTang Sect's third generation disciple, but to be honest, this was the first time he had come to WuTang Mountain ever since he came to this world. In an instant, hundreds of feelings welled up in his heart, and he could not help but be stunned.
Shen Bijun was also uneasy at this time. "Song Lang, when … when I see Great Hero Song, what … what identity should I use to greet him?" Even though she had promised to marry him, they were not married yet. Moreover, everyone knew that Song Qingshu's first wife was Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect. Her identity was awkward.
Song Qingshu was speechless. "What Great Hero Song? When the time comes, call me Eunuch."
"Eunuch?" Shen Bijun's face turned red, but she was extremely happy inside. She had been worrying about many things on the way here, but now that she saw that he had no intention of intentionally hiding their relationship in front of her father, all of her worries vanished like smoke in thin air.
"But when the time comes, I'll have to pay my respects to the Grand Preceptor." Song Qingshu added. On Mount Wudang, Zhang SanFeng was the absolute elder. Furthermore, compared to Song YuanQiao, who was his father, Zhang SanFeng's bearing and demeanor were much more admirable.
Shen Bijun pursed her lips into a smile. "I've long heard that Daoist Master Tong Wei is an immortal of the earth. To be able to see him this time is an opportunity that all the young masters and misses of Jiangnan can't even dream of. Speaking of which, I'm even basking in Song Lang's light."
Zhang SanFeng was renowned throughout the world. Moreover, he was now over a hundred years old. It was unknown how many emperors he had experienced in his life. Whether it was the Song Dynasty or the previous Ming Dynasty, the emperors of each generation had bestowed upon him various honorific titles, such as the "Loyal and Filial Immortal", "The Six Ancestors of the Yulong Dragon, Hidden in the Immortal Abode of Nothingness".
"True Immortal Keeping a Low Profile", "Perfected Lord Qingxu Yuan Miao".
Among the 'Flying Dragon Manifestation Hongren Jieshi Zhenjun', the most popular one in the Jiangnan area was' Tongwei Manifestation Zhenren '.
Song Qingshu laughed and said, "You're such a sweet talker. I'm sure Grand Master will like such a beautiful and smart granddaughter-in-law."
The two of them chatted as they made their way to the top of the mountain. Very soon, a Wudang disciple noticed them and asked, "Who are you? Wudang Mountain is going to hold a grand ceremony soon, and we are not accepting any visitors."
They saw that the man had an imposing appearance and the woman was a peerless beauty, so they thought that they were the sons of rich families and the daughters of rich families. After all, for the past few years, there had been an endless stream of rich and powerful children who came to visit Wudang in order to touch the immortal air.
Song Qingshu cupped his hands and said, "Please pass the message that I'm Song Qingshu and I have something important to discuss with Spiritual Master Zhang."
"Song Qingshu? I've never heard of it. The Sect Leader has ordered that the mountain is sealed and no one is allowed to enter or leave. "The few little Daoists waved their hands impatiently.
Shen Bijun couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. "Looks like you're not that famous after all."
Song QingShu, on the other hand, frowned slightly. Could it be that something had happened inside? Could it be that the people from the Mansion of Spirits had already taken control of the people inside?
Just as he was about to rush in, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Who's making a ruckus here?" Following that, a slightly chubby middle-aged Daoist walked over. His hair was slightly white, and he had a modest and refined air about him.
Song Qingshu's expression became somewhat interesting, but he still bowed and said, "Father, it's me."
Shen Bijun's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected this calm and refined middle-aged Daoist to be Song Yuanqiao. Caught off guard, she couldn't help but panic when she saw her future father-in-law. She subconsciously said, "Bijun greets father."
Song Yuanqiao also recognized Song Qingshu and couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. "So it's Qingshu …"
Before he could finish speaking, he heard a beautiful young girl call him father. He couldn't help but jump in fright. "Miss, you …"
Shen Bijun finally reacted and was instantly embarrassed. How could she say anything else? She instinctively hid behind Song Qingshu, her head almost touching the ground.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile. "Father, let me introduce you. This is your daughter-in-law."
"Another daughter-in-law?" Song Yuanqiao's expression was a little unnatural. After all, the last daughter-in-law, Zhou Zhiruo, had not brought happy memories to the Wu Dang Sect. At the Lion Slaying Festival, Yu DaiYan and Yin Liting had almost lost their lives to Zhou Zhiruo's Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
He quickly dispelled those thoughts in his mind. After all, these were all things of the past. Furthermore, this person in front of him looked gentle and demure, so it didn't seem likely … But then again, Zhou Zhiruo had also been gentle like this in the beginning …
Seeing Song Yuanqiao standing there in a daze, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Although she is very beautiful, father, you don't have to be so stunned, right?"
Song Yuanqiao's old face turned red. He subconsciously reached out and pinched his ear. "You bastard, you even dare to tease your father."
With Song QingShu's current level of martial arts, there was no way that Song YuanQiao would be able to pinch his ear. However, for some reason, he did not dodge. The familiar yet distant pain that came from his ear reminded him of his family from his previous life, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart.
Song Yuanqiao suddenly noticed that Shen Bijun was silently crying. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded. "That … Bijun, don't cry. It was my fault just now. I didn't react in time and neglected you." He thought about how a girl had come to pay her respects to her father-in-law, but he had ignored her. This must have made her feel uneasy. It was really a sin, a sin.
Shen Bijun hurriedly wiped away her tears and explained, "Reporting … Great Hero Song, it's not like that. It's just that when I saw you father and son fighting, I thought of my parents and felt a little sad …" Huo? Yan Alliance? Dark? Ya ya??? Gongmu Yue Yue
Song Qingshu hurriedly gave a rough account of her past. Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel sympathetic. "Bijun, from now on, you will be like a member of our family. If Qingshu bullies you, I will beat him up for you."
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes. "Don't brag if you can. With your little martial arts …" Although he didn't finish his sentence, the disdain in his words was clear.
Song Yuanqiao knew that he was speaking the truth, but he felt a little embarrassed in front of his daughter-in-law. "You stinking brat, you've grown up, haven't you? You dare to fight back when your father hits you?"
Shen Bijun couldn't help but smile through her tears. She hurriedly stepped forward to diffuse the situation. "Uncle Song, Qingshu treats me very well. He has never bullied me."
Song Yuanqiao snorted. "That's more like it."
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