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Wang Chongyang nodded to himself. He knew that the interests of the Jin Kingdom's leaders were complicated. He did not believe that Song Qingshu could single-handedly seize the power of a kingdom. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Talk → Net w
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Noticing Wang Chongyang's expression, Song QingShu struck while the iron was hot and said, "Actually, this time I specially accepted this task. Senior, think about it, if the other Jin people came with their armies, wouldn't the Chongyang Palace be turned into scorched earth? If I came, the damage would be minimized. "
"Oh?" Wang Chongyang's expression changed.
Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "You see, I purposely left the army at the foot of the mountain because I was worried that the army would come up and cause the Quanzhen Sect to suffer. So I only brought a few people up the mountain to persuade them to surrender. But who knew that Taoist Qiu and the others would fight the moment they saw us. In addition, Little Junior Sister was injured. I was so anxious that I summoned the Jin troops up the mountain. "
Hearing that Song Qingshu had done so much for her, Xiao Long Nu was slightly dazed. In her heart, only Yang Guo was good to her, but now she found out that there was another man who was so good to her.
Of course, this thought only flashed through Xiao Long Nu's mind and did not cause any ripples.
"Chu Ji is indeed a bit reckless." Wang Chongyang thought of his disciple's character and could not help but shake his head. "Oh yes, you call her Little Junior Sister. What is your relationship with the Ancient Tomb Sect?"
He could not help but be curious. After all, he was inextricably linked to the Ancient Tomb Sect.
Song Qingshu answered sheepishly, "It's like this. Her Eldest Senior Sister is my … hmm, my confidante." Originally, he wanted to say that Icy Snow was his woman, but when he thought that Icy Snow did not want their relationship to be known by others, he changed to a more neutral term.
"Scarlet Serpent Deity Li Mochou?" Wang Chongyang frowned. Even though he was at the top of the Jianghu, he had still heard of Li Mochou's infamy.
Song Qingshu coughed twice and didn't explain the misunderstanding. Since Icy Snow wasn't willing to expose her relationship with him, he would just let her misunderstand. Besides, Li Mochou was now on his side. In a sense, she could be considered as his subordinate.
However, what Wang Chongyang said next almost choked him to death, "Isn't your wife Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei faction?"
"Uh …" Song Qingshu blushed and didn't know how to respond.
Wang Chongyang immediately came to his senses and scolded with a smile, "No wonder that lass Yingluo scolded you like that." At his age, he had seen through many things. Naturally, he wouldn't take the affairs of the younger generation to heart.
This time, Song Qingshu was really curious. "What did she say about me?"
Wang Chongyang shook his head. "When you go to Jiangnan in the future, ask her yourself. I won't pass on the message."
Song Qingshu's face was gloomy. "Uh, okay." He didn't know when he would have the chance to see the yellow-robed woman again.
"How do you plan to deal with the matter at Chongyang Palace?" Wang Chongyang once again focused on this matter. No matter how detached he was from worldly affairs, the Quanzhen Sect was the culmination of half of his life's work. How could he not be concerned?
Song Qingshu considered his words before replying, "Can you get Priest Qiu and the others to agree on the surface? This way, I can report back and at the same time preserve the Quanzhen Sect's decades of foundation."
"No!" Wang Chongyang flatly refused. "The Quanzhen Sect's aim is to resist the Jurchen Tartars and save the people from disaster. How can we bend our knees to the Jin imperial court!"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "But now, the three thousand elite soldiers of the Jin have killed their way up the mountain. I have no reason to stop them. Once the battle starts, it will be a mutual destruction."
Wang Chongyang coldly replied, "The Quanzhen disciples sacrificed their lives for the ideals in their hearts. Even if they die honorably."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but admire the man in front of him. He may have some shortcomings, but when it comes to resisting the invasion of the foreign tribes, there was nothing to criticize.
Song Qingshu thought for a while and said, "May I ask senior, is the restoration of the Han people more important, or is the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect more important?"
Wang Chongyang was startled and unconsciously replied, "Of course the restoration of the Han people is more important!"
"If the Quanzhen Sect were to be completely wiped out today, would it be beneficial to the restoration of the Han people?" Song Qingshu continued to ask.
"This …" Wang Chongyang immediately fell silent.
Song Qingshu sighed. "The greatest courage in this world is not to die for a cause, but to die for a cause and live humbly. Since ancient times, death is actually the easiest. Just close your eyes and kick your legs, and you don't have to care about anything else. On the contrary, persevering to live requires the greatest courage, because it is very likely that you will have to endure endless humiliation and face the slander and abuse of the world. "
"Now that the Quanzhen Sect has chosen to die rather than submit, what else can it do other than leave behind a useless reputation?" Song Qingshu continued, "But if the Quanzhen Sect can bear the humiliation and protect themselves, and with me in charge of the central government of the Jin Kingdom, when the time is right, we can work together to drive the Jin people out of the Central Plains. Isn't that more meaningful than sacrificing ourselves for nothing?"
Wang Chongyang's heart trembled. The phrase "The greatest courage in this world is not to die for a cause, but to die for a cause and live humbly." This touched him the most. He had resisted the Jin for half his life, been the number one in the world for decades, and lived in seclusion for another half of his life, watching the world change. He was no longer the simple-minded young man of the past, but had become much more mature and wise.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have entered the central government of the Jin Kingdom, giving me a glimmer of hope, I would rather the Quanzhen Sect die unwillingly." Wang Chongyang finally spoke, "I will let the Quanzhen Sect accept the Jin Kingdom's edict, but you must remember your mission. If one day you covet power and wealth and forget to restore the land of the Han people, I will take your life even if I have to give up this old life of mine."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "With a number one expert like you thinking about me, how can I dare not do my best?"
Wang Chongyang's expression softened, "Do you know why I am willing to believe in you?"
"Who asked me to be so upright? Look at my clear and innocent eyes, I am an honest young man who deceives neither the old nor the young," Song Qingshu replied seriously.
Wang Chongyang was stunned at first, then he laughed, "No wonder that little girl Ying Luo never cared about anyone, but after she returned, she kept talking about you. Now that I have seen you with my own eyes, I know that you are indeed different from the rest."
"What is the relationship between Senior and Miss Zhao?" Song Qingshu's mind flashed with the cold expression of the yellow-robed girl.
Wang Chongyang was surprised, "You even know her surname Zhao?" It must be known that the yellow-robed girl rarely revealed her name, and even if she did, she would tell others that she was surnamed Yang. Only a few people closest to her knew her real name.
"Is Senior Zhao Ying Luo's master?" Song Qingshu probed. It must be known that Zhou Zhiruo's talent in martial arts was extremely high, but the yellow-robed girl, who was around the same age as Zhou Zhiruo, had mastered the Nine Yin Manual. Other than Wang Chongyang's meticulous guidance from a young age, Song Qingshu could not think of any other possibility.
Wang Chongyang shook his head and smiled, "No, she is my best friend's disciple."
Song Qingshu was shocked, "Senior's good friend is?" To be able to speak to Wang Chongyang as an equal, and to be referred to as his best friend, this person's martial arts and identity were probably not below his. It must be known that Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar had a deep relationship with him, but none of them could be called his best friend.
Wang Chongyang smiled, but did not say anything, "When you come to Jiangnan in the future, perhaps you will have the opportunity to meet."
Seeing that the other party was not willing to say, Song Qingshu could not force him, and could only make wild guesses.
At this moment, Xiao Long Nu, who was leaning against a large rock, suddenly coughed violently. Bright red blood gradually spread on her snow-white dress, like bright flowers.
Song Qingshu hurriedly ran over, and while holding her hand, he transferred his zhenqi to her, and asked, "Little Junior Sister, how do you feel now?"
Xiao Long Nu's hand was incomparably delicate, and at the same time, it had a natural cool air, extremely comfortable to the touch. However, Song Qingshu did not have the time to pay attention to this, as he was examining the injuries in her body.
Feeling her chaotic meridians, Song Qingshu could not help but frown.
At this time, Wang Chongyang also came to her side, and an incomparably vigorous zhenqi was transferred into her body. With the two great experts working together, she finally stabilized her injuries.
"This girl's injuries are quite troublesome." Wang Chongyang said with a frown. With his friendship with Lin Chaoying in the past, of course, he did not want to see anything happen to her descendants.
Song Qingshu said in a bad mood, "Isn't this the work of those few disciples of yours? A few old men with white beards actually joined hands to deal with a little girl, and even used such a heavy hand! If it were not for you today, none of them would even think of living. "
"You're so young, where does your killing intent come from, I'll be responsible for healing you, okay?" Wang Chongyang was also very depressed, with his martial arts, who would not be respectful in front of him? In the end, he met such a strange junior, whose martial arts were not below his, and who did not have the concept of respecting his master, causing him to grit his teeth and feel helpless.
The key point was that this time it was indeed Qiu Jichu and the others' fault, the five of them joined hands to fight Lin Chaoying's disciple, as the master, Wang Chongyang really did not have any face.
Song Qingshu was overjoyed, "Senior, do you have a way to cure her?" Actually, he could also save her himself, the Joyous Zen Technique was miraculous in treating internal injuries, but even if he thought with his toes, he knew that Xiao Long Nu would definitely not agree to this method. Although Little Student Song was greedy and lustful, he still paid attention to his table manners.
"At this time, you're calling me Senior?" Wang Chongyang glared at him impatiently, "This girl's injuries have been temporarily suppressed by me, let's go back to Chongyang Palace first, then I'll teach you how to cure her."
Wang Chongyang was still worried about the safety of the Quanzhen Sect, after all, with the Jin soldiers coming up the mountain, there were also Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren in the main hall, no matter who it was, they were irreconcilable enemies with the Quanzhen Sect. In addition, the Quanzhen Sect had now lost the ability to resist, if the other party really attacked, the Quanzhen disciples would really be in danger.
"Teach me how to cure her?" Song Qingshu suddenly had a strange expression on his face, could it be the Golden Finger of Kato Taka … oh no, the Solitary Sun Finger?
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