Ren Yingying hurriedly shook her head, constantly comforting herself, "The reason why I think this way is only because that bastard has already taken advantage of me in the bathtub. It's not a big deal to suffer a little more."
This was the strange logic of girls. They would rather be taken advantage of by one man, but they were unwilling to accept being taken advantage of by two men at the same time.
While Ren Yingying was in a daze, Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned. As far as he knew, Xia Qingqing was the wife of the former Golden Snake King, Yuan Chengzhi. But at this time, she actually called him Great Master. Looking at her and Song Qingshu's demeanor, how could Zhang Sanfeng not understand the relationship between the two?
This disciple of his was much better than himself in this aspect. Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly. Although he felt that Song Qingshu's seduction of someone else's widow was immoral, he could not see the slightest bit of unwillingness on Xia Qingqing's face. He quickly felt relieved. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let them be.
"Your Seventh Master has encountered a great disaster. Although you can't escape the blame, he himself is also responsible. If it wasn't for him … Sigh." Zhang Sanfeng wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he only let out a long sigh.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Could it be that there was still some hidden story in that old case?
Zhang Sanfeng was unwilling to bring up the sad matter again. He changed the topic and asked, "Qingshu, what was the name of that sword you just used? This poor Taoist has never seen such a powerful sword move in the past hundred years."
"This is a move that I created myself. It is called 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin'." Song Qingshu replied respectfully. He then added, "I originally thought that with this move, I would be invincible in Jianghu. But in the end, Great Master easily resolved it. You really are unfathomable. Qingshu's admiration for Great Master is like an endless torrential river. It is also like the overflow of the Yellow River. Once it starts, it cannot be stopped."
"Stop stop stop, Qing Shu, where did you learn to be so glib-tongued?" Zhang SanFeng was getting a headache from his continuous stream of bootlicking, "How could it be as easy as you make it out to be for Great-shifu to receive this move of yours? Take a look for yourself." After saying that, he raised his hands that had been clasped behind his back in front of him.
The three of them fixed their eyes on him and saw that his wide sleeves were already in tatters, obviously caused by the sword Qi. Song Qingshu was happy at first, but he soon realized that something was wrong. He immediately said seriously, "I, Qingshu, really deserve to die. Tomorrow, I will definitely compensate Great Master with 100 sets of Daoist robes."
Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but glare at him, "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Before, when you saw that your own unique move had been blocked by me, you had an absent-minded look on your face. Now that you know that I'm not completely unscathed, you must be feeling extremely proud of yourself, right? "
Song Qingshu replied in embarrassment, "How could that be? Of course, my meager abilities can't compare to Great Master's. Just a moment ago, when you casually pulled, leaned, and sent me away, I almost fell flat on my face. It's not that I'm bragging, Great Master, but with my current level of martial arts, I reckon that in this Jianghu, there's no one other than you who would be able to put me in such a difficult position in a single move."
Song Qingshu's bootlicking just so happened to scratch Zhang SanFeng's itch. After all, he had lived for more than a hundred years, and had long since lost all desire and desire. However, in recent years, he had developed his own Tai Chi technique, which was so effective in actual combat that he couldn't contain his joy, "Hey, you don't need to beat around the bush to find out more about this move. This move is a new set of martial arts that I've developed in recent years, the 'Tai Chi'. It's one of the moves within it, Grasping the Bird's Tail. "
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he silently recited, "Grasping the Bird's Tail? Sure enough, this move lives up to its name. "
"Alright, Qingshu, the reason why Great Master has come this time is because he has something to ask you." Zhang SanFeng's expression suddenly became solemn.
"Great Master, please speak freely. Qingshu will definitely tell you everything he knows." Seeing Zhang SanFeng's solemn face, Song Qingshu's heart inexplicably tightened. Could it be that something had happened?
Zhang SanFeng slowly said, "You should remember that some time ago, your fourth and sixth uncle master came to participate in the Golden Snake Convention."
Song Qingshu nodded, "After I became the Golden Snake King, fourth and sixth uncle master stayed behind to help us resist the Qing army. After that, they returned to Wu Dang …" As he spoke, Song Qingshu suddenly became startled, "Could it be that something happened to the two masters?"
Zhang SanFeng sighed, "Not only them, but also your father."
At first, Song Qingshu was stunned, but after a while, he realized that he still had a father in this world, Zhang SanFeng's eldest disciple, Song YuanQiao.
All this time, Song Qingshu had deliberately avoided this question. After all, he was a transmigrator, not the real Song Qingshu. For him to suddenly have a father for no reason was indeed very difficult to accept.
However, avoiding the question was one thing, and if something really happened to the other party, it was another matter. Because of Song Qingshu's body, he was able to live this life again, so naturally, he also had to bear the corresponding responsibility.
Song Qingshu's obsession with Zhou Zhiruo and his hatred towards Zhang Wuji, he was able to help him achieve his wishes, so there was no reason for him to stand idly by when something happened to his father.
"Great Master, what exactly happened?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice, his whole body like a ferocious beast that was ready to pounce.
Seeing this, Zhang SanFeng secretly nodded his head, this child finally had some filial piety.
To be honest, regarding the matter of Muo ShengGu's murder, it was inevitable that he was somewhat troubled. However, during the Lion-slaying Gathering, Song Qingshu had already received the punishment he deserved. Moreover, later on, Song Qingshu had risked his life for the Han people, fighting against the Tartars and Hu invaders. Only then did Zhang SanFeng gradually forgive him.
However, seeing is believing. Zhang SanFeng was always worried that the rumors of the pugilistic world would glorify Song Qingshu, so he took this opportunity to come out of seclusion and personally examine him. However, Song Qingshu's previous act of mystifying things, as well as his ambiguous relationship with a few girls, had made him slightly displeased.
Only now, after seeing Song Qingshu's reaction, did Zhang SanFeng completely untie the knot in his heart. After all, being lustful was only a small matter, as long as the other party was not ambiguous in the grand scheme of things, then there would not be too much of an impact.
"It's like this, ever since Zhao Min had looted the six major sects, in order to prevent a similar incident from happening and Wu Dang Sect from being caught off guard, I had set down a rule. Every disciple that goes down the mountain must send a messenger pigeon back to the Purple Cloud Palace to report that they are safe and sound. This way, if something were to happen, the disciples of Wu Dang Sect would be able to formulate a corresponding action as soon as possible."
"Song Xi and Li Ting's previous whereabouts were not a problem, but not long after they left the Golden Snake Camp, Wu Dang Sect did not receive any news from the two of them, so we immediately knew that something must have happened to them. Because they disappeared within the sphere of influence of the Golden Snake Camp, I sent Yuanqiao down the mountain to investigate this matter. Originally, I thought that with you father and son working together, you should be able to find the whereabouts of Song Xi and Li Ting. Who knew that not long after Yuanqiao left, he also disappeared. "
Zhang SanFeng faintly sighed, "I know these disciples of mine very well. They have a lot of experience in the pugilistic world. Although their martial arts are not invincible in the world, they are absolutely more than enough to protect themselves. This time, their whereabouts are unknown. They must have encountered an extremely powerful opponent. If I sent your second uncle, I'm afraid that even he would not be able to protect himself. That's why I personally went down the mountain to see what kind of person is making things difficult for my Wu Dang Sect!"
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