Shen Bijun's face reddened. After a moment of hesitation, she bowed and said softly, "Bijun greets … greets father."
"No need to be so courteous. We're all family. Please rise." Song Yuanqiao gestured for her to rise. After thinking for a moment, he took out a bracelet from his sleeve. "I shouldn't have given this to you, but Qingshu's mother passed away early. She said she wanted to give this bracelet to her daughter-in-law."
Song Qingshu's original wife had been Zhou Zhiruo, but back then, Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu had been hastily married at the Emei Sect. No one from the Wudang Sect had been there. Of course, at that time, Song Qingshu had already betrayed the Wudang Sect, so they couldn't have been there.
Everyone knew about Zhou Zhiruo's relationship with Zhang Wuji. As her father, Song Yuanqiao actually didn't approve of this marriage. In addition, Zhou Zhiruo had almost killed Yu LianZhou and Yin Liting at the Lion Slaying Festival, so the bracelet had always been with Song Yuanqiao.
"Thank you … father." Shen Bijun was overjoyed. This bracelet wasn't dark green, and the color wasn't pure. As the eldest daughter of the Shen family, she had seen many more expensive bracelets than this, but in her eyes, all of them added together couldn't compare to this one.
Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. If other women found out, who knew what would happen? Even if he didn't say it, it was inevitable that they would think about it. He finally understood the troubles of the rich people in the Middle East. Although the law allowed them to marry four wives at the same time, they had to treat all of them equally. If they bought something for one of them, they couldn't leave out the other three.
At this time, Song YuanQiao was also vexed. Originally, after stepping down from the position of acting Sect Leader, he had been focusing on cultivation. But in recent years, Song Qingshu's reputation had risen. While he was comforted, he had also been collecting information about his son. Naturally, he knew about his son's philandering. "Looks like I'll have to find the jade craftsman at the foot of the mountain to make a few more bracelets in case I need them. This brat, he really doesn't let me rest easy."
After chatting for a while, Song Qingshu got down to business. "By the way, did anything happen on the mountain recently?"
Song Yuanqiao was confused. "No, why do you ask?"
Song Qingshu did not answer. Instead, he turned around and looked at the few Taoist priests who had stopped him earlier. "Are they new here?"
Song YuanQiao replied, "He can't be considered a newcomer. He's a fourth generation disciple that was accepted in recent years."
Song Qingshu furrowed his brows. "Then how can they not know me?" He was worried that these people were from the Mansion of Spirits in disguise.
Song YuanQiao explained, "They just entered the sect two years ago. And as you know, ever since … you made a mistake, I retreated to the second line. Your name has gradually become a taboo in the entire WuTang Mountain. It's normal that they don't know about you."
Song QingShu sighed. "Father, it's all because of me that you're in trouble." If his son had not accidentally killed Muo ShengGu, Song YuanQiao would have been the rightful Sect Leader of WuTang. Now that he had been forced to step down, it must be because of his son.
Song YuanQiao shook his head. "Not at all! Even though you did something wrong, it's a good thing to know your mistakes. These years, you've retreated to the Qing Dynasty and saved the princess in the Jin Kingdom. You've done good to the people … even Master is full of praise for you. "
After praising his son, Song YuanQiao could not hide the pride on his face. But when he thought of his Seventh Junior Brother, he could not help but sigh. "Since you're back, your Seventh Uncle's grave is just up ahead. Remember to burn some incense and kowtow to apologize."
Back then, Muo ShengGu's body had been left in the wilderness. The people of WuTang had collected it and moved it back to the WuTang Mountain.
"I know." Song Qingshu's heart was also heavy. Even though Muo ShengGu's death had nothing to do with him, since he had inherited Song Qingshu's identity, he had to bear his responsibilities.
The three of them quickly arrived at a pine forest. Muo ShengGu's grave was right in the middle of the forest. It looked sad and lonely. Song Qingshu sighed and walked up to burn some incense. Then, he respectfully kowtowed a few times.
Even though Shen Bijun did not know what was going on, she still followed his lead and kowtowed a few times.
At this point, words were useless. Neither Song Qingshu nor Song YuanQiao said anything. After a long time, they finally left with a heavy heart.
"Oh right, why did you suddenly return to WuTang Mountain?" Song YuanQiao was the first to break the silence.
Song Qingshu hurriedly recounted what had happened in Chengdu. Because he could not explain to him that he had read Gu Long's novel and knew that the Mansion of Spirits would harm WuTang Mountain, he had come to take a look. So, he pretended that he had received reliable information that someone wanted to harm WuTang Sect during the ceremony.
Song YuanQiao knew that his influence was not to be underestimated. His information network was naturally better than that of the average martial arts sect. He did not dare to be careless. "Come with me to see Master immediately."
"Oh right, who will be participating in the ceremony?" Song Qingshu asked on the way.
"It can't really be considered a ceremony," Song YuanQiao replied. "Master has been enjoying peace and quiet recently, so he did not invite the major martial arts sects. He only gathered the people from the various Taoist temples of WuTang to be witnesses. Taoist Master Chong Xu of Zhen Wu Temple, Taoist Master Tian Xu of Shang Qing Temple, Taoist Master Ma Zhen of Jade Temple, and Taoist Master Yu Cha of White Cloud Temple have not arrived yet. The others have already arrived. "
"Are they the only ones?" Song Qingshu asked. Even though these people were all famous martial arts masters, even if they were to work together, they would not be able to deal with WuTang Sect. There was no need for Zhang SanFeng to make a move. The Five Heroes of WuTang would be enough to deal with them.
Song YuanQiao explained, "Other than these temple masters and their followers, there are also some other branches of WuTang. For example, Taoist Huang Mu of the Xian Du Sect …"
"Taoist Huang Mu?" Song Qingshu had a strange look on his face. Taoist Huang Mu and Taoist Mu were only one word apart. Could there be some connection between them?
"Is there a problem with him?" Song YuanQiao was also surprised to see such a big reaction from him. "The Xian Du Sect is only a small branch of WuTang. Back then, the fourteenth generation leader of the Xian Du Sect, Taoist Ju Tan, was once taught a few sword techniques by your Great Master. From then on, his sword techniques improved greatly and he admired your Great Master from the bottom of his heart. Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and killed many people. He made too many enemies. In the end, all the swordsmen gathered at Mount Heng and fought him one by one. Although Taoist Ju Tan injured 18 people with his sword, he was exhausted and seriously injured in the end. So he pulled out his dagger and committed suicide. The people of the martial arts world remembered their friendship with WuTang Sect and did not kill the Xian Du Sect after the incident. Therefore, the Xian Du Sect submitted to WuTang Sect and became a branch of our sect. "
As Song QingShu listened, he was filled with admiration. In "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre", Zhang SanFeng's first appearance was the posture of the world's number one. There was almost no description of his deeds when he was young. However, with the identity of an abandoned disciple of Shaolin Temple, in the end, he relied on one fist and one sword to defeat the huge WuTang Sect, keeping pace with Shaolin Temple.
Although Song YuanQiao did not say much, he could feel Zhang SanFeng's spirit in the past. With a few words of advice, he could make a third-rate sect leader become a top master. And because of these words, the people of Jianghu did not dare to make things difficult for this sect.
"Where did this Taoist Huang Mu come from?" Although Song Qingshu knew a little about the Golden Book World, he only knew some famous people. The whole Jianghu was so big, how could he know everything?
"Speaking of which, it has something to do with you," Song YuanQiao said with a smile.
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