In the City God Temple of Shanghai, Song Qingshu kept releasing sound waves to a radius of dozens of miles. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he rushed to somewhere in the west of the town.
What he used was, of course, the Soul Searching Technique of Transmitting Sound. When Ren Yingying was kidnapped in Lin 'an, he was at a loss as to where to look for her and the despair of looking for a needle in a haystack. It was still fresh in his memory.
Fortunately, he was lucky enough to rescue Ren Yingying. But he couldn't hope to be so lucky every time. At that time, he reflected on how to deal with such a situation in the future.
After thinking for a while, he thought of the method that Li Qiushui used to search for Tianshan Tonglao in the original work — the Soul Searching Technique of Transmitting Sound. This matter had always been on his mind. Later, when he came to Xixia and met Li Qiushui, he finally succeeded in learning this magical martial art from him.
The reason why this thing was magical was that it relied on internal force and martial arts to act as a radar to a certain extent. Of course, it was not as advanced as a radar, but it was completely comparable to the effect of bats using ultrasonic waves to explore the surrounding environment.
There was a big problem with the Soul Searching Technique of Transmitting Sound. If the target didn't respond to the summoner's call, it would have no effect at all. In the original work, Tianshan Tonglao heard Li Qiushui's description of how he and Wu Yazi were like glue. She couldn't help but curse, and her position was exposed.
When Song Qingshu used the technique, he was most worried about Shen Bijun. At this time, she couldn't speak. Fortunately, he got a response not long after. It seemed that she was just imprisoned, and she didn't pass out or have her acupoints blocked.
After roughly confirming the location from the sound wave feedback, Song Qingshu ran all the way as fast as lightning. Soon, he found Shen Bijun's whereabouts in a residential house.
He saw that she was tied to the bed. Song Qingshu hurried over and untied the rope on her hands. "Bijun, are you all right?"
Seeing the arrival of her lover, Shen Bijun was pleasantly surprised. But soon, her beautiful face turned pale. "Be careful!"
Even without her reminder, Song Qingshu had already sensed the abnormality behind him. With a wave of his hand, he swept the long sword that was stabbing at him to the side. Seeing that the opponent was one of the two strange little Taoists from Baiyun Temple, Song Qingshu sneered and said, "There is indeed something wrong with you!"
The little Daoist priest didn't reply and immediately turned to run. Song Qingshu took a step forward and used So Near, Yet Worlds Apart to appear in front of him. At the same time, he reached out his palm and grabbed the Daoist priest's Clavicle Acupoint. Although his grab looked ordinary, it contained the most fundamental principles of martial arts and blended with the essence of his martial arts. In this world, there were only a handful of people who could dodge this grab. No matter how he looked at it, this little Daoist priest was definitely not one of them.
Who knew that the little Daoist would suddenly lean backwards, his waist like a willow that had snapped, causing Song QingShu's determined grab to miss. Then, the tip of Song QingShu's toes pushed against the little Daoist's wrist, and using the recoil, he quickly disappeared outside the window on the other side.
Song Qingshu was startled and subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but he was worried that he would fall into another trap. He quickly came back and grabbed Shen Bijun's waist, bringing her with him to chase after the little Daoist priest.
He was confident that his Qinggong was unparalleled. Even if he was carrying someone, he would still be able to catch up.
"That person just now was very flexible." Along the way, Shen Bijun couldn't stop praising her. She was able to quickly learn the Shenzu Scripture, which was enough to prove how flexible she was. However, the scene just now was something she couldn't do.
"I'm afraid that person is a woman disguised as a man." Song Qingshu replied in a low voice. How could there be a man with such good flexibility in this world? At the same time, he also understood why he felt that the other person was a bit effeminate. It was because she was a woman.
"To be able to make it so that even I couldn't see any flaws, this disguise skill is really not bad." Song Qingshu was secretly amazed and became even more curious about that person's identity.
After chasing for a while, his expression became even more strange. It had to be known that with his current Qinggong, even if he was carrying a 'burden', there weren't many people in this world that couldn't catch up to him. However, after running for so long, he still couldn't catch up to the little Daoist priest.
Of course, if it was just her Qinggong, then it would be fine. Even if Song Qingshu was carrying another person, he was confident that he would be able to catch up to her with his deep inner strength. However, her Qinggong was very special. Within a radius of a few feet, between the houses and palaces, she could truly be said to be a god. The complicated environment of the small town allowed her to be like a fish in water, and Song Qingshu was almost shaken off several times.
"Why does this Qinggong seem so similar to Dongfang Muxue's movement technique?" Song Qingshu immediately rejected this thought. With Dongfang Muxue's personality, she would definitely fight three hundred rounds with him. Why would she just run away without a sound? Not to mention changing her appearance.
"Song Qingshu, put me down and then go after her." Shen Bijun could also see that she was a burden, so she considerately said to Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu shook his head and refused. "It was my carelessness that put you in danger before. Why would I take the risk again now?"
Hearing his words, Shen Bijun felt sweet in her heart, but she was still worried for her lover. "But …"
"Do you really think that I don't have a way?" Song Qingshu smiled and pointed at a certain place in front of the little Daoist priest. A burst of Sword Qi shot out.
No matter how fast her Qinggong was, it couldn't be faster than Sword Qi. The little Daoist priest keenly sensed the danger and immediately changed direction, running in the other direction.
After seeing her Qinggong, Song Qingshu naturally knew that it would be very difficult to hit her with his Sword Qi. However, even if he couldn't hit her, it would still affect her escape speed to a certain extent.
Just like that, Song Qingshu shot the sword Qi in her direction in advance. The space for the little Daoist to move and dodge became smaller and smaller. In the end, she simply stopped and turned her head to look at Song QingShu quietly.
"What, you're not running anymore?" Song Qingshu smiled and stopped.
The little Daoist priest's gaze landed on his hand that was tightly holding Shen Bijun. Suddenly, he unsheathed his sword and attacked.
"You want to compete with me in swordsmanship?" Song Qingshu chuckled and casually flicked his finger. Amidst the dazzling sword shadows, he flicked the real sword.
The little Daoist's body trembled, but he quickly steadied himself. Song Qingshu was worried that the situation on Wudang Mountain had changed. He didn't want to waste too much time here. He took advantage of this opening to attack. He had to restrain her as soon as possible.
Who knew that a sword would suddenly appear in the opponent's left hand. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and in a flash, it covered his left wrist, right wrist, left leg, and right leg. The speed of the sword was really rare in this world, but for some reason, it seemed that each sword was holding back thirty percent of his strength.
Song Qingshu's figure flashed and avoided the incomparably fast four swords. Instead of being shocked, he was happy, "Pure Heart of Jade Maiden Swordsmanship. Long 'er, is that you?"
The little Daoist priest was about to raise his sword again, but when he heard the way he was addressed, he stopped and couldn't help but spit out, "Who's your Long 'er!"
Song Qingshu laughed, "If it weren't for you, who in this world would be able to use the Pure Heart of Jade Maiden Swordsmanship? Other than the Ancient Tomb Sect's qinggong, who in this world would be able to advance and retreat like a god? " He had read the original works in his past life. Although he was very familiar with the martial arts of all the sects in this world, he often only knew the names. When he saw them, he might not be able to match them.
In terms of martial arts knowledge, he was far from being as knowledgeable as Zhang SanFeng. In fact, he might not even be as knowledgeable as Wang Yuyan. That was why he didn't recognize it.
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