After hesitating for a long time, Murong Fu decided to stand aside and observe the situation. He would help Song Qingshu restrain him from a distance, so there was no need for him to join the fight. If the situation was hopeless and he was far away, it would be easy for him to escape. He could return to Swallow Dock to practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and avenge Song Qingshu in the future.
Seeing that Murong Fu was standing far away, the Xuanming Elders did not move forward. It was more important to protect Zhao Min at the moment. Seeing Ren Yingying by Zhao Min's side, Lu Zhangke's lust was aroused; he reached out his hand to caress her face. "Hey," he thought, "Which family's Miss is this? How come you are so beautiful?"
"Bastard!" "Stop!" …
Angry curses rose and fell from the crowd. It turned out that the Sun Moon Sect members were worried about Song Qingshu. Now that he was entangled and Lu Zhangke wanted to be rude to the Sage Nun, they could no longer hold back and drew their weapons to attack.
Fortunately, they were worried about Ren Yingying's safety. Otherwise, if they had shot the two Xuanming Elders together with Zhao Min, they would have died on the spot.
Although the Xuanming Elders were highly skilled, the Sun Moon Sect members were all elites. They outnumbered them, and the Xuanming Elders had to take care of Zhao Min's safety. Both sides were evenly matched.
Ping Yizhi paid attention to the changes in the battlefield. He knew that if he wanted to escape with his life, success or failure would depend on this move. Risking his internal energy, he circulated his Solitary Yang Finger and pointed at Icy Snow's body, temporarily forcing her away. Then, he waved his sleeve and scattered a handful of poisonous powder in the air, taking the opportunity to escape.
Icy Snow knew that he was an expert in using poison, so she did not dare to take it head-on. She quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late to catch him.
Song Qingshu knew that Murong Jingyue was Icy Snow's target, so he would not let him escape. Although the two were far apart, Song Qingshu knew that Murong Jingyue would not be able to escape if he used the Traceless Sand Step.
Unfortunately, as soon as he moved, Jinlun Fawang was already in front of him, angrily scolding, "Hey! You little thief, last time you took advantage of the situation to kidnap the princess. Today, this old monk will let you experience the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinlun Fawang's body shook, the five elements of gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin all flew towards him, up, down, left, and right, all at different angles.
Seeing Murong Jingyue disappear into the distance, Song Qingshu's anger surged, and he no longer held back. Seeing a wheel flying toward him, he clasped his hands together and smashed it into pieces.
Jinlun Fawang turned pale with fright, he directed the other four wheels to attack him.
Murong Fu saw the situation clearly and quickly said loudly, "Brother Song, Murong Jingyue is a traitor of the Murong family, let me go and clean up the house." He could see clearly that although Murong Jingyue's martial arts were higher than his, he was seriously injured and it would not be difficult for him to defeat him. Instead of staying here, it would be better to chase after him and use the excuse of cleaning up the house. Song Qingshu could not refuse.
Sure enough, Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and could only say, "Brother Murong, be careful of his poison." Before he finished speaking, Jinlun Fawang's attacks had already arrived in front of him. He quickly dodged and punched and kicked at the same time, very quickly smashing the other wheels into pieces. Jinlun Fawang did not dare to continue using his weapon to attack through the air, he quickly took the remaining golden wheel in his hand. With one hand holding the wheel and the other circulating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, he pounced forward.
Song Qingshu dodged the edge of the incomparably sharp golden wheel while exchanging blows with Jinlun Fawang's right hand. In the blink of an eye, more than ten blows had passed. Song Qingshu felt that his hands were extremely sore and numb, he was shocked at the power of his opponent's every move.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique was just as its name suggested. After mastering it, a single move would have the strength of a dragon and an elephant. Although it was somewhat exaggerated, Song Qingshu still felt a little strained by using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to deal with it. Taking advantage of an opening, the wooden sword slipped from his sleeve into his hand.
This was not to say that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was inferior to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, but rather that Song Qingshu's martial arts did not follow the path of firm and fierce, so he could not bring out the true power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. If Qiao Feng and Guo Jing were here, it would be hard to say who would emerge victorious if they used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to meet force with force.
At this moment, Zhao Min's delicate shout was heard, "All of you, stop!"
Zhao Min had been in a high position for a long time, so her words and actions naturally carried a sense of dignity. Therefore, other than her subordinates, even the disciples of the Sun Moon Church stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at her.
Zhao Min watched helplessly as Murong Jingyue ran away. She trembled with anger and glared at the Xuanming Elders and the others. "Who told you to cause trouble?"
The Xuanming Elders looked at each other and smiled sheepishly. "Royal Advisor and we only did it to save you, Princess."
Seeing their weather-beaten faces, Zhao Min could not be too harsh on them. She could only say, "This Prince Song and I are old acquaintances. What happened at the inn last time was just a little joke he played on me. You don't have to take it to heart."
A flash of anger flashed in Jinlun Fawang's eyes. He snorted but did not say anything. The Xuanming Elders were experts raised by the Ruyang Palace, so they would not go against her wishes.
"The man who escaped just now tried to plot against me several times. Prince Song had been protecting me all this time, but when you came, he took advantage of the chaos and escaped instead."
Hearing Zhao Min's words, the three of them looked at each other and cursed in their hearts. The Xuanming Elders, in particular, were telepathic and full of gossip. Weren't you fooling around with Zhang Wuji of the Ming Dynasty? Why are you having an affair with this man? Hehe, wonderful, wonderful. In any case, we don't like Zhang Wuji, so we'll let Song QingShu make him a cuckold.
Naturally, Zhao Min did not know what they were thinking. Otherwise, she would probably explode with anger. She turned around and looked at Ren Yingying with a pleasant expression. "There have been many misunderstandings between me and Saintess. I hope Saintess won't take offense at my servant's rudeness just now."
In fact, if it weren't for the Sun Moon Sect's poisonous water arrows, Zhao Min would love to take this great opportunity to kidnap Ren Yingying and bring her to the Ruyang Palace as a guest.
Ren Yingying had already been taken back by her subordinates during the chaos. Although the Sun Moon Sect had the advantage in numbers, Zhao Min's subordinates were too skilled in martial arts. Ren Yingying wasn't sure if she could keep them here. Seeing that Zhao Min was showing her goodwill, she naturally took advantage of the situation and nodded slightly. "Yingying really admires the Princess's elegant demeanor today. We shall meet again someday."
She was very upset. If she had known that this woman was the Mongolian Princess Shao Min, she would have ordered her subordinates to bring her back to Blackwood Cliff even if it meant risking her own life. Besides … Besides … Ren Yingying didn't believe that Song Qingshu would really hurt her.
She took a deep look at Song Qingshu and knew that they couldn't keep him here with just these few people. Ren Yingying bit her lower lip, waved her hand, and left in a hurry with her subordinates.
Zhao Min glanced at them and nodded slightly. "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. We shall meet again someday."
"Princess, please reconsider!" Hearing her words, the expressions of Jinlun Fawang and the Xuanming Elders changed. In their minds, this was a great opportunity for the three of them to gang up on one person. It would be a piece of cake for Song Qingshu.
"I've made up my mind. There's no need to say anything more." Zhao Min naturally understood what the three of them were thinking. However, she was also clear that regardless of whether the three of them could defeat Song Qingshu if they joined forces, the three of them wouldn't be able to keep him here based on his unpredictable qinggong. Moreover, she didn't want to keep him here.
Watching Zhao Min turn and leave, Song Qingshu said anxiously, "But, the poison in the Princess's body …"
Zhao Min paused and snorted. "The Ruyang Palace is full of talents. They have their own ways to cure the poison. There's no need for you to worry." After she finished speaking, she didn't look back again under the protection of the three people.
"The Princess has already gone so far. Uncle, why are you still so reluctant to part with her?" Icy Snow came to Song Qingshu's side and said jealously when she saw him staring blankly in the direction where Zhao Min disappeared.
"No, I'm just wondering if Prince Murong can deal with Murong Jingyue." Song Qingshu came back to his senses and laughed involuntarily.
Icy Snow blushed at his laughter. She said snappily, "Uncle, why are you laughing so strangely?"
"Nothing." Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled without saying anything.
Icy Snow glared at him snappily. Her skin looked exceptionally sparkling under the sunlight. "Uncle, I'm afraid I'll have to take my leave."
Song Qingshu was shocked. "Sister-in-law, why?"
Icy Snow's eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly. "I've been tracking Murong Jingyue's whereabouts. Now that I've finally found his whereabouts, how can I let it go?"
Song Qingshu was speechless. Icy Snow had been tracking Black Spirit Ice to avenge her husband and had locked her target on Murong Jingyue. How could he stop her from tracking him down?
However, the two of them had been separated for a long time. Now that they finally met, Song Qingshu was reluctant to part with her. He thought for a while and finally found a legitimate reason. "Sister-in-law, you should understand that Murong Jingyue's martial arts are so high that it's probably beyond our expectations. Even if you find him, you won't be able to take revenge and will fall into the enemy's hands. Why bother? "
Icy Snow looked into the distance and sighed faintly. "Uncle, have you heard of a saying?"
"What?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"Do it even though you know it's impossible," Icy Snow opened her red lips and slowly spat out a few words.
Although Icy Snow spoke softly, Song Qingshu knew that she had made up her mind. He had an urge to say that he would accompany her to track down Murong Jingyue's whereabouts.
Song Qingshu knew that there was something unclear between them. If he made this choice, it wouldn't be difficult for him to win Icy Snow's heart. However, he understood that he had other things to do. Mongolia was getting stronger and stronger and it was obvious that they were going to unify the world. If he didn't seize the time to digest the Qing Dynasty's forces, he might not even be qualified to compete in the future.
There were two reasons why Song Qingshu could accompany Zhao Min to Kaifeng for medical treatment from thousands of miles away. Firstly, it was more or less official business. More importantly, the time he spent with Zhao Min was controllable. Song Qingshu could finish everything in one to two days and immediately rush back to Shandong to meet up with Xia Qingqing to deal with the Golden Snake Camp.
But it was different from Icy Snow's search for Murong Jingyue. Murong Jingyue was highly skilled in martial arts and extremely cunning. It was expected that he wouldn't be captured in a short time. Then, Song Qingshu wouldn't be able to return to Shandong, and Dongfang Muxue had already mobilized the imperial army to march south according to the original plan …
Letting out a long sigh, Song QingShu had already made up his mind: "Since it's like this, I'll teach sister-in-law a martial art so that when sister-in-law meets Murong Jingyue in the future, she won't be controlled by him."
A trace of sadness flashed in Icy Snow's eyes, but she quickly concealed it and inquired, "What martial art?"
"The Nine Yin Sutra." Song Qingshu replied slowly. Although the Nine Yin Sutra had always been the most valuable treasure in the pugilistic world, as a transmigrator, his way of thinking was different from the indigenous pugilistic world's people.
As a transmigrator, Song Qingshu had never understood why Guo Jing didn't teach the Nine Yin Sutra to the Song soldiers. If every soldier in the Song Dynasty knew the Nine Yin Sutra, how terrifying would their combat power be?
After coming to this world, Song Qingshu understood the difficulties involved. First, a profound martial art like the Nine Yin Sutra was obscure and difficult to understand. Ordinary soldiers might not be able to learn it. Second, leaks were also a problem. Third, the greater the ability, the greater the threat. When the soldiers learned such a profound martial art, they might not obey orders like before. When marching and fighting a war, an expert who disobeyed orders was far less useful than an obedient soldier …
Although Song Qingshu understood all of this, he did not dispel the thought of equipping his subordinates with a peerless martial art. Moreover, Icy Snow had an extraordinary relationship with him, so the Nine Yin Sutra was nothing to him.
To his surprise, Icy Snow shook her head faintly, treating the most valuable treasure in the pugilistic world as nothing. Her tone was gentle but firm, "I don't want to learn it."
"Why?" This time, it was Song Qingshu's turn to be dumbfounded.
Icy Snow was silent for a while. A strange look appeared in her beautiful eyes. "If I remember correctly, when we traveled the pugilistic world together, my uncle once told me that the Nine Yin Sutra was extracted from the Dragonslayer Saber and Heavenly Sword after they fought."
"Yeah?" Song QingShu had a baffled expression on his face.
"But this Nine Yin Sutra was given to you by my wife." Icy Snow sighed faintly. "My uncle shouldn't use his wife's things to please other women. If it wasn't for the sake of saving Phère, you wouldn't have learned the White Python Whip Technique from him. "
When Song Qingshu heard her mention Zhou Zhiruo, he was shocked. He did not expect this. He was about to speak, but he did not know how to explain it. For a moment, he was stunned.
Song Qingshu knew very well that Icy Snow was unwilling to learn his wife's skills. However, his other martial arts such as the Holy Reflection Sutra and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were unyielding and unsuitable for women to cultivate. The Delightful Zen was even worse as he did not want to be beaten to death by his angry sister-in-law. As for his sword technique, Song Qingshu's sword technique emphasized sword intent instead of sword moves. Icy Snow's realm was not high enough, so she would not be able to learn it even if he taught it to her.
"But you're no match for Murong Jingyue with your current martial arts. When he recovers from his internal injuries, you'll definitely lose to him," said Song Qingshu worriedly.
"Actually …" Icy Snow suddenly stuttered and looked bashful.
"Actually what?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"Actually, I also have a superior inner force technique. It's just that I haven't mastered it due to various reasons. If I master it, I should have no problem dealing with Murong Jingyue." A blush suddenly appeared on Icy Snow's snow-white face.
Song Qingshu asked curiously, "What kind of inner force technique is so powerful?"
"It's just that there's a huge difficulty in cultivating this inner force technique." Icy Snow did not answer directly. Instead, she looked around and talked about other things. Her pretty face was so red that water could almost drip out.
"What's the difficulty? Although I dare not say that I'm invincible with my current martial arts, the difficulty of ordinary inner force techniques shouldn't be a problem for me. I can help you study it. " Song Qingshu was speaking the truth. Although he might not reach the realm of Wang Chongyang's mastery of the Nine Yin Sutra in ten days, it shouldn't be a problem for him to give Icy Snow some pointers on inner force.
"This inner force technique is the Ancient Tomb Sect's highest mental cultivation technique. It's called the Nine Yin Sutra." Icy Snow did not answer the difficulty and only mentioned the name of the inner force technique.
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