Chapter 979
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Wang Chongyang also looks depressed. He thinks that he is the best in the world. Although many top experts didn't come to Huashan's sword debate, today he suffered a lot in front of his younger generation. The key is that he didn't have the courage to refute because he just lost the contest.
Fortunately, Wang Chongyang's temper has improved a lot over the past few decades. Otherwise, with his competitive temper, he would have to try again.
Wang Chongyang coughed twice and took off the mask directly, revealing a clear face.
Even if he didn't like him, song Qingshu had to admit that even though they were all this old, they were still full of vigor and vitality, which made people feel like immortals.
"No wonder Lin Chaoying was so fascinated that he didn't want it. He must have been a handsome man when he was young." Song Qingshu couldn't help but complain.
"Why?" The little dragon girl, leaning on the big stone, looked at him carefully. She couldn't help but exclaim, "you look like Wang Chongyang." The ancient tomb disciples spit at the portrait of Wang Chongyang every time they enter the tomb. Although the portrait is just the back, there is a front portrait of Wang Chongyang in the main hall of Chongyang palace. How can Xiao Longnu not recognize it when she goes in and out of Chongyang palace so many times?
She was pure-minded, and did not worry about each other's reputation. What's more, the descendants of the ancient tomb sect did not like Wang Chongyang, so they called him by his first name.
Wang Chongyang is also a Leng, immediately said with a smile: "yes, I am Wang Chongyang."
"Aren't you dead?" Little dragon girl looks at him in a daze. In her heart, Wang Chongyang and her grandparents are a generation. They always thought he was dead, but now they appear in front of her. It's not surprising that there are ghosts.
Wang Chongyang does not think Wu: "it's a long story."
Then he looked at Song Qingshu and said, "I'm here specially to wait for you."
"Wait for me?" Song Qingshu is on guard. He knows that Wang Chongyang hates Jin Ren deeply. In case the other party is desperate to kill him, it's really wrong.
Noting song Qingshu's reaction, Wang Chongyang frowned: "you don't have to be careful. I'm not trying to kill you."
"What do you want to do?" Song Qingshu didn't relax his vigilance. After all, there was only one life, and the man opposite had the ability to threaten his safety.
Wang Chongyang did not answer directly. Instead, he looked impatiently at his face: "I took off my mask on my own initiative. Why don't you dare to show me your true face?"
Song Qingshu was stunned: "do you know who I am?" He boasted that the technique of face changing had reached its peak. If he had not known in advance, he would never have seen any flaws.
Wang Chongyang nodded: "at first, I didn't see it, but later on, I remember that all the experts in the kingdom of Jin had learned it. No one has such excellent martial arts as you, and it's impossible to teach you such excellent disciples. Moreover, your martial arts are both good at Buddhism and Taoism. The origin of Buddhism is not Shaolin, but Tibetan esoteric school, It is quite different from the way of Jin State. "
Song Qingshu admired Wang Chongyang very much. Wang Chongyang is really worthy of being Wang Chongyang. At this moment, the source of his martial arts is very clear. You know, most people only know that he knows Taoist martial arts. Except for those who are very close to him, no one knows that he has learned Tibetan Tantric martial arts.
"But just like this, it's hard to judge my identity." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
"This is nature," Wang Chongyang replied. "It's mainly because you will work hard in the nine Yin manual."
"The nine Yin manual"? Song Qing book is puzzled and puzzled. Nowadays, the nine Yin manual is not rotten to the street, but it is also widely spread.
Wang Chongyang laughed, "the nine Yin manual is flowing to many places, but I know exactly where it is going. The eastern evil and the Western poison, the southern emperor and the northern beggars, except the eastern evil pharmacist Huang, were more or less; My younger martial brother Zhou Botong can also learn English; And Guo Jing and Huang Rong; The descendants of the ancient tomb sect may also be able to; In Song Dynasty, there was a branch of Jianshan Academy; The rest seems to be only Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of Emei sect, and her husband song Qingshu. "
After Wang Chongyang finished, he stared at Song Qingshu.
Little dragon girl also looked back at him in surprise: "are you... Brother-in-law?"
No wonder he has a familiar feeling
At this time, Xiao Longnu was seriously injured and in danger. Relatively speaking, she became a little weak. She thought she would die quietly in the mountains and never see her son again. When she was grieving for her death, she suddenly saw a relative. Naturally, she turned a little sad into happy.
She is helpless in the world. Except for Yang Guo, there are only two elder martial sisters who can barely be regarded as relatives. Li Mochou has never dealt with her, and their relationship is not so good. On the contrary, xuebing'er, the elder martial sister she just met, is gentle and kind-hearted. Although they don't get along with each other for a long time, XiaoLongNu is very close to her.
In addition, song Qingshu stood for her in the Inn at that time, helped her resist the Mongolian experts, and killed Zhao Zhijing for her. Therefore, XiaoLongNu was also very fond of this cheap brother-in-law.
Staring at her clear eyes, song Qingshu took off her mask and said with a smile, "little younger martial sister, long time no see."
Seeing the handsome face in front of her, little dragon girl can't help blushing. She can't help but think of the scene that he and the eldest martial sister were playing around with each other that night. Especially when he was still holding his hand, it seems that now she can feel the heat of his hand.
"Younger martial sister? You're from the tomb sect, too. " Now it's Wang Chongyang's turn to wonder. At the same time, his face is ugly. He fought with Lin Chaoying all his life, but in the end, he couldn't even fight the other's descendants. Where can I put this old face.
Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "I'm not from the ancient tombs. I'm just from the ancient tombs school."
Wang Chongyang was relieved. At this time, the roaring sound of Jin soldiers came from the foot of the mountain. He knew that the soldiers were going to attack Chongyang palace. He could not help but frown and say, "time is pressing. I'll make a long story short."
"When I failed to resist gold, I couldn't help feeling disheartened. What's more, I didn't see any hope. So I later suspended my life and lived in seclusion in Jiangnan."
"Jiangnan?" Song Qingshu's eyes moved, wondering where Wang Chongyang would hide, in the mountains, in the capital, or... In the court?
"Originally, I had made up my mind not to return to the Central Plains in this life. But not long ago, I learned from Yingluo that there was a young hero who not only had excellent martial arts, but also was lurking in the great Jin Dynasty hall. He turned his hand over to cloud and rain. For a moment, he was itching, so he went north to have a look." Wang Chongyang looked at him thoughtfully.
"Woman in yellow?" In the heart of Song Qing's book, is Wang Chongyang's immortality of Huang Yin's female body the nine Yin manual classics? But she asked with a smile, "is she really so boasting about me?"
Seeing his tired and lazy look, Wang Chongyang couldn't help laughing: "there are many words to scold you. Do you want to hear them?"
"Forget it." Song Qingshu shakes his head in a hurry. If Huang shannu scolds her face to face, it's OK. It's not painful to be scolded by a beautiful woman's delicate voice. On the contrary, it's a kind of enjoyment. But it's too dull for Wang Chongyang to repeat it.
Wang Chongyang then continued: "that's why I wanted to go to Daxing mansion to see how a young hero could get such praise from that girl. On the way, I heard that the Jin Dynasty had sent a large army to encircle and suppress Quanzhen cult. I couldn't rest assured. I stopped by to see. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Wang Chongyang paused and looked at him meaningfully: "I didn't expect you to be even better than what Yingluo girl described."
"I'm flattered." Song Qingshu said with a modest smile that he could pretend that he didn't know each other before, but now that both sides have made clear their identities, they still need to give face.
"What was the name of your move?" Until now, Wang Chongyang did not want to understand how the other party jumped out of his Tiangang Beidou formation.
Song Qingshu moved in his heart and subconsciously replied, "it's far away." This is also a name that suddenly appeared in his mind. He thought it was suitable for the situation and blurted it out.
"Far away?" Wang Chongyang recalled that just now they were very close to each other, but they couldn't attack each other. The actual distance between them was just the distance between the ends of the earth. When they reached his level of cultivation, they suddenly realized something and said, "good move! It's said that the leader of the sun moon god sect, Dongfang Bubai, is the first lightness skill in the world. However, with this move, the first name should also fall on your head. "
What kind of identity is Wang Chongyang? Once his golden mouth is opened, song Qingshu will become the number one in the world.
Song Qingshu didn't answer either. He just thought about where he was. Anyway, dongfangmuxue is one of his own people. Anyone who gets the first place is rich and doesn't flow to other people's fields.
Who knows this time, Wang Chongyang's words changed: "but you are somewhat unkind. Why should you bring troops to destroy my Quanzhen sect?" Quanzhen religion is his life's hard work. Seeing that he is about to be destroyed, how can he not be in a hurry.
Song Qingshu sneered: "I can't help it. The imperial court has assigned me this job. I can't refuse it."
Wang Chongyang snorted coldly: "you are just bluffing others. Do you still want to cheat me? Now that you have become the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital, you are not necessarily comparable to the emperor of the state of Jin. "
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before the rebellion of Hailing king, after a conflagration, several leaders of the imperial court all died. The emperor, Taizong, all the kings, all the kings of the imperial family, and all the forces of the three aristocratic families checked and balanced each other. Then I was pushed to this position. It's just a name. What's the real power?"
Of course, he would not tell Wang Chongyang the truth. Otherwise, he would have worked hard to seize the power of the state of Jin, but he would have served the Song Dynasty. He would not have done this kind of business of losing his wife and turning into soldiers.
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Wang Chongyang also looks depressed. He thinks that he is the best in the world. Although many top experts didn't come to Huashan's sword debate, today he suffered a lot in front of his younger generation. The key is that he didn't have the courage to refute because he just lost the contest.
Fortunately, Wang Chongyang's temper has improved a lot over the past few decades. Otherwise, with his competitive temper, he would have to try again.
Wang Chongyang coughed twice and took off the mask directly, revealing a clear face.
Even if he didn't like him, song Qingshu had to admit that even though they were all this old, they were still full of vigor and vitality, which made people feel like immortals.
"No wonder Lin Chaoying was so fascinated that he didn't want it. He must have been a handsome man when he was young." Song Qingshu couldn't help but complain.
"Why?" The little dragon girl, leaning on the big stone, looked at him carefully. She couldn't help but exclaim, "you look like Wang Chongyang." The ancient tomb disciples spit at the portrait of Wang Chongyang every time they enter the tomb. Although the portrait is just the back, there is a front portrait of Wang Chongyang in the main hall of Chongyang palace. How can Xiao Longnu not recognize it when she goes in and out of Chongyang palace so many times?
She was pure-minded, and did not worry about each other's reputation. What's more, the descendants of the ancient tomb sect did not like Wang Chongyang, so they called him by his first name.
Wang Chongyang is also a Leng, immediately said with a smile: "yes, I am Wang Chongyang."
"Aren't you dead?" Little dragon girl looks at him in a daze. In her heart, Wang Chongyang and her grandparents are a generation. They always thought he was dead, but now they appear in front of her. It's not surprising that there are ghosts.
Wang Chongyang does not think Wu: "it's a long story."
Then he looked at Song Qingshu and said, "I'm here specially to wait for you."
"Wait for me?" Song Qingshu is on guard. He knows that Wang Chongyang hates Jin Ren deeply. In case the other party is desperate to kill him, it's really wrong.
Noting song Qingshu's reaction, Wang Chongyang frowned: "you don't have to be careful. I'm not trying to kill you."
"What do you want to do?" Song Qingshu didn't relax his vigilance. After all, there was only one life, and the man opposite had the ability to threaten his safety.
Wang Chongyang did not answer directly. Instead, he looked impatiently at his face: "I took off my mask on my own initiative. Why don't you dare to show me your true face?"
Song Qingshu was stunned: "do you know who I am?" He boasted that the technique of face changing had reached its peak. If he had not known in advance, he would never have seen any flaws.
Wang Chongyang nodded: "at first, I didn't see it, but later on, I remember that all the experts in the kingdom of Jin had learned it. No one has such excellent martial arts as you, and it's impossible to teach you such excellent disciples. Moreover, your martial arts are both good at Buddhism and Taoism. The origin of Buddhism is not Shaolin, but Tibetan esoteric school, It is quite different from the way of Jin State. "
Song Qingshu admired Wang Chongyang very much. Wang Chongyang is really worthy of being Wang Chongyang. At this moment, the source of his martial arts is very clear. You know, most people only know that he knows Taoist martial arts. Except for those who are very close to him, no one knows that he has learned Tibetan Tantric martial arts.
"But just like this, it's hard to judge my identity." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
"This is nature," Wang Chongyang replied. "It's mainly because you will work hard in the nine Yin manual."
"The nine Yin manual"? Song Qing book is puzzled and puzzled. Nowadays, the nine Yin manual is not rotten to the street, but it is also widely spread.
Wang Chongyang laughed, "the nine Yin manual is flowing to many places, but I know exactly where it is going. The eastern evil and the Western poison, the southern emperor and the northern beggars, except the eastern evil pharmacist Huang, were more or less; My younger martial brother Zhou Botong can also learn English; And Guo Jing and Huang Rong; The descendants of the ancient tomb sect may also be able to; In Song Dynasty, there was a branch of Jianshan Academy; The rest seems to be only Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of Emei sect, and her husband song Qingshu. "
After Wang Chongyang finished, he stared at Song Qingshu.
Little dragon girl also looked back at him in surprise: "are you... Brother-in-law?"
No wonder he has a familiar feeling
At this time, Xiao Longnu was seriously injured and in danger. Relatively speaking, she became a little weak. She thought she would die quietly in the mountains and never see her son again. When she was grieving for her death, she suddenly saw a relative. Naturally, she turned a little sad into happy.
She is helpless in the world. Except for Yang Guo, there are only two elder martial sisters who can barely be regarded as relatives. Li Mochou has never dealt with her, and their relationship is not so good. On the contrary, xuebing'er, the elder martial sister she just met, is gentle and kind-hearted. Although they don't get along with each other for a long time, XiaoLongNu is very close to her.
In addition, song Qingshu stood for her in the Inn at that time, helped her resist the Mongolian experts, and killed Zhao Zhijing for her. Therefore, XiaoLongNu was also very fond of this cheap brother-in-law.
Staring at her clear eyes, song Qingshu took off her mask and said with a smile, "little younger martial sister, long time no see."
Seeing the handsome face in front of her, little dragon girl can't help blushing. She can't help but think of the scene that he and the eldest martial sister were playing around with each other that night. Especially when he was still holding his hand, it seems that now she can feel the heat of his hand.
"Younger martial sister? You're from the tomb sect, too. " Now it's Wang Chongyang's turn to wonder. At the same time, his face is ugly. He fought with Lin Chaoying all his life, but in the end, he couldn't even fight the other's descendants. Where can I put this old face.
Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "I'm not from the ancient tombs. I'm just from the ancient tombs school."
Wang Chongyang was relieved. At this time, the roaring sound of Jin soldiers came from the foot of the mountain. He knew that the soldiers were going to attack Chongyang palace. He could not help but frown and say, "time is pressing. I'll make a long story short."
"When I failed to resist gold, I couldn't help feeling disheartened. What's more, I didn't see any hope. So I later suspended my life and lived in seclusion in Jiangnan."
"Jiangnan?" Song Qingshu's eyes moved, wondering where Wang Chongyang would hide, in the mountains, in the capital, or... In the court?
"Originally, I had made up my mind not to return to the Central Plains in this life. But not long ago, I learned from Yingluo that there was a young hero who not only had excellent martial arts, but also was lurking in the great Jin Dynasty hall. He turned his hand over to cloud and rain. For a moment, he was itching, so he went north to have a look." Wang Chongyang looked at him thoughtfully.
"Woman in yellow?" In the heart of Song Qing's book, is Wang Chongyang's immortality of Huang Yin's female body the nine Yin manual classics? But she asked with a smile, "is she really so boasting about me?"
Seeing his tired and lazy look, Wang Chongyang couldn't help laughing: "there are many words to scold you. Do you want to hear them?"
"Forget it." Song Qingshu shakes his head in a hurry. If Huang shannu scolds her face to face, it's OK. It's not painful to be scolded by a beautiful woman's delicate voice. On the contrary, it's a kind of enjoyment. But it's too dull for Wang Chongyang to repeat it.
Wang Chongyang then continued: "that's why I wanted to go to Daxing mansion to see how a young hero could get such praise from that girl. On the way, I heard that the Jin Dynasty had sent a large army to encircle and suppress Quanzhen cult. I couldn't rest assured. I stopped by to see. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Wang Chongyang paused and looked at him meaningfully: "I didn't expect you to be even better than what Yingluo girl described."
"I'm flattered." Song Qingshu said with a modest smile that he could pretend that he didn't know each other before, but now that both sides have made clear their identities, they still need to give face.
"What was the name of your move?" Until now, Wang Chongyang did not want to understand how the other party jumped out of his Tiangang Beidou formation.
Song Qingshu moved in his heart and subconsciously replied, "it's far away." This is also a name that suddenly appeared in his mind. He thought it was suitable for the situation and blurted it out.
"Far away?" Wang Chongyang recalled that just now they were very close to each other, but they couldn't attack each other. The actual distance between them was just the distance between the ends of the earth. When they reached his level of cultivation, they suddenly realized something and said, "good move! It's said that the leader of the sun moon god sect, Dongfang Bubai, is the first lightness skill in the world. However, with this move, the first name should also fall on your head. "
What kind of identity is Wang Chongyang? Once his golden mouth is opened, song Qingshu will become the number one in the world.
Song Qingshu didn't answer either. He just thought about where he was. Anyway, dongfangmuxue is one of his own people. Anyone who gets the first place is rich and doesn't flow to other people's fields.
Who knows this time, Wang Chongyang's words changed: "but you are somewhat unkind. Why should you bring troops to destroy my Quanzhen sect?" Quanzhen religion is his life's hard work. Seeing that he is about to be destroyed, how can he not be in a hurry.
Song Qingshu sneered: "I can't help it. The imperial court has assigned me this job. I can't refuse it."
Wang Chongyang snorted coldly: "you are just bluffing others. Do you still want to cheat me? Now that you have become the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital, you are not necessarily comparable to the emperor of the state of Jin. "
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before the rebellion of Hailing king, after a conflagration, several leaders of the imperial court all died. The emperor, Taizong, all the kings, all the kings of the imperial family, and all the forces of the three aristocratic families checked and balanced each other. Then I was pushed to this position. It's just a name. What's the real power?"
Of course, he would not tell Wang Chongyang the truth. Otherwise, he would have worked hard to seize the power of the state of Jin, but he would have served the Song Dynasty. He would not have done this kind of business of losing his wife and turning into soldiers.
Wang Chongyang also looks depressed. He thinks that he is the best in the world. Although many top experts didn't come to Huashan's sword debate, today he suffered a lot in front of his younger generation. The key is that he didn't have the courage to refute because he just lost the contest.Fortunately, Wang Chongyang's temper has improved a lot over the past few decades. Otherwise, with his competitive temper, he would have to try again.Wang Chongyang coughed twice and took off the mask directly, revealing a clear face.Even if he didn't like him, song Qingshu had to admit that even though they were all this old, they were still full of vigor and vitality, which made people feel like immortals."No wonder Lin Chaoying was so fascinated that he didn't want it. He must have been a handsome man when he was young." Song Qingshu couldn't help but complain."Why?" The little dragon girl, leaning on the big stone, looked at him carefully. She couldn't help but exclaim, "you look like Wang Chongyang." The ancient tomb disciples spit at the portrait of Wang Chongyang every time they enter the tomb. Although the portrait is just the back, there is a front portrait of Wang Chongyang in the main hall of Chongyang palace. How can Xiao Longnu not recognize it when she goes in and out of Chongyang palace so many times?She was pure-minded, and did not worry about each other's reputation. What's more, the descendants of the ancient tomb sect did not like Wang Chongyang, so they called him by his first name.Wang Chongyang is also a Leng, immediately said with a smile: "yes, I am Wang Chongyang.""Aren't you dead?" Little dragon girl looks at him in a daze. In her heart, Wang Chongyang and her grandparents are a generation. They always thought he was dead, but now they appear in front of her. It's not surprising that there are ghosts.Wang Chongyang does not think Wu: "it's a long story."Then he looked at Song Qingshu and said, "I'm here specially to wait for you.""Wait for me?" Song Qingshu is on guard. He knows that Wang Chongyang hates Jin Ren deeply. In case the other party is desperate to kill him, it's really wrong.Noting song Qingshu's reaction, Wang Chongyang frowned: "you don't have to be careful. I'm not trying to kill you.""What do you want to do?" Song Qingshu didn't relax his vigilance. After all, there was only one life, and the man opposite had the ability to threaten his safety.Wang Chongyang did not answer directly. Instead, he looked impatiently at his face: "I took off my mask on my own initiative. Why don't you dare to show me your true face?"Song Qingshu was stunned: "do you know who I am?" He boasted that the technique of face changing had reached its peak. If he had not known in advance, he would never have seen any flaws.Wang Chongyang nodded: "at first, I didn't see it, but later on, I remember that all the experts in the kingdom of Jin had learned it. No one has such excellent martial arts as you, and it's impossible to teach you such excellent disciples. Moreover, your martial arts are both good at Buddhism and Taoism. The origin of Buddhism is not Shaolin, but Tibetan esoteric school, It is quite different from the way of Jin State. "Song Qingshu admired Wang Chongyang very much. Wang Chongyang is really worthy of being Wang Chongyang. At this moment, the source of his martial arts is very clear. You know, most people only know that he knows Taoist martial arts. Except for those who are very close to him, no one knows that he has learned Tibetan Tantric martial arts."But just like this, it's hard to judge my identity." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice."This is nature," Wang Chongyang replied. "It's mainly because you will work hard in the nine Yin manual.""The nine Yin manual"? Song Qing book is puzzled and puzzled. Nowadays, the nine Yin manual is not rotten to the street, but it is also widely spread.Wang Chongyang laughed, "the nine Yin manual is flowing to many places, but I know exactly where it is going. The eastern evil and the Western poison, the southern emperor and the northern beggars, except the eastern evil pharmacist Huang, were more or less; My younger martial brother Zhou Botong can also learn English; And Guo Jing and Huang Rong; The descendants of the ancient tomb sect may also be able to; In Song Dynasty, there was a branch of Jianshan Academy; The rest seems to be only Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of Emei sect, and her husband song Qingshu. "After Wang Chongyang finished, he stared at Song Qingshu.Little dragon girl also looked back at him in surprise: "are you... Brother-in-law?"No wonder he has a familiar feelingAt this time, Xiao Longnu was seriously injured and in danger. Relatively speaking, she became a little weak. She thought she would die quietly in the mountains and never see her son again. When she was grieving for her death, she suddenly saw a relative. Naturally, she turned a little sad into happy.She is helpless in the world. Except for Yang Guo, there are only two elder martial sisters who can barely be regarded as relatives. Li Mochou has never dealt with her, and their relationship is not so good. On the contrary, xuebing'er, the elder martial sister she just met, is gentle and kind-hearted. Although they don't get along with each other for a long time, XiaoLongNu is very close to her.In addition, song Qingshu stood for her in the Inn at that time, helped her resist the Mongolian experts, and killed Zhao Zhijing for her. Therefore, XiaoLongNu was also very fond of this cheap brother-in-law.Staring at her clear eyes, song Qingshu took off her mask and said with a smile, "little younger martial sister, long time no see."Seeing the handsome face in front of her, little dragon girl can't help blushing. She can't help but think of the scene that he and the eldest martial sister were playing around with each other that night. Especially when he was still holding his hand, it seems that now she can feel the heat of his hand."Younger martial sister? You're from the tomb sect, too. " Now it's Wang Chongyang's turn to wonder. At the same time, his face is ugly. He fought with Lin Chaoying all his life, but in the end, he couldn't even fight the other's descendants. Where can I put this old face.Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "I'm not from the ancient tombs. I'm just from the ancient tombs school."Wang Chongyang was relieved. At this time, the roaring sound of Jin soldiers came from the foot of the mountain. He knew that the soldiers were going to attack Chongyang palace. He could not help but frown and say, "time is pressing. I'll make a long story short.""When I failed to resist gold, I couldn't help feeling disheartened. What's more, I didn't see any hope. So I later suspended my life and lived in seclusion in Jiangnan.""Jiangnan?" Song Qingshu's eyes moved, wondering where Wang Chongyang would hide, in the mountains, in the capital, or... In the court?"Originally, I had made up my mind not to return to the Central Plains in this life. But not long ago, I learned from Yingluo that there was a young hero who not only had excellent martial arts, but also was lurking in the great Jin Dynasty hall. He turned his hand over to cloud and rain. For a moment, he was itching, so he went north to have a look." Wang Chongyang looked at him thoughtfully."Woman in yellow?" In the heart of Song Qing's book, is Wang Chongyang's immortality of Huang Yin's female body the nine Yin manual classics? But she asked with a smile, "is she really so boasting about me?"Seeing his tired and lazy look, Wang Chongyang couldn't help laughing: "there are many words to scold you. Do you want to hear them?""Forget it." Song Qingshu shakes his head in a hurry. If Huang shannu scolds her face to face, it's OK. It's not painful to be scolded by a beautiful woman's delicate voice. On the contrary, it's a kind of enjoyment. But it's too dull for Wang Chongyang to repeat it.Wang Chongyang then continued: "that's why I wanted to go to Daxing mansion to see how a young hero could get such praise from that girl. On the way, I heard that the Jin Dynasty had sent a large army to encircle and suppress Quanzhen cult. I couldn't rest assured. I stopped by to see. I didn't expect to meet you here."Wang Chongyang paused and looked at him meaningfully: "I didn't expect you to be even better than what Yingluo girl described.""I'm flattered." Song Qingshu said with a modest smile that he could pretend that he didn't know each other before, but now that both sides have made clear their identities, they still need to give face."What was the name of your move?" Until now, Wang Chongyang did not want to understand how the other party jumped out of his Tiangang Beidou formation.Song Qingshu moved in his heart and subconsciously replied, "it's far away." This is also a name that suddenly appeared in his mind. He thought it was suitable for the situation and blurted it out."Far away?" Wang Chongyang recalled that just now they were very close to each other, but they couldn't attack each other. The actual distance between them was just the distance between the ends of the earth. When they reached his level of cultivation, they suddenly realized something and said, "good move! It's said that the leader of the sun moon god sect, Dongfang Bubai, is the first lightness skill in the world. However, with this move, the first name should also fall on your head. "What kind of identity is Wang Chongyang? Once his golden mouth is opened, song Qingshu will become the number one in the world.Song Qingshu didn't answer either. He just thought about where he was. Anyway, dongfangmuxue is one of his own people. Anyone who gets the first place is rich and doesn't flow to other people's fields.Who knows this time, Wang Chongyang's words changed: "but you are somewhat unkind. Why should you bring troops to destroy my Quanzhen sect?" Quanzhen religion is his life's hard work. Seeing that he is about to be destroyed, how can he not be in a hurry.Song Qingshu sneered: "I can't help it. The imperial court has assigned me this job. I can't refuse it."Wang Chongyang snorted coldly: "you are just bluffing others. Do you still want to cheat me? Now that you have become the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital, you are not necessarily comparable to the emperor of the state of Jin. "Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before the rebellion of Hailing king, after a conflagration, several leaders of the imperial court all died. The emperor, Taizong, all the kings, all the kings of the imperial family, and all the forces of the three aristocratic families checked and balanced each other. Then I was pushed to this position. It's just a name. What's the real power?"Of course, he would not tell Wang Chongyang the truth. Otherwise, he would have worked hard to seize the power of the state of Jin, but he would have served the Song Dynasty. He would not have done this kind of business of losing his wife and turning into soldiers.
