The news that Song Qingshu had returned to the mountain quickly spread throughout Wudang. After hearing the news, all the disciples rushed to Zixiao Palace, but they came uninvited. However, most of the Chunyang disciples came there under the leadership of Chen Yuanjie.

Zixiao Palace raised troops to investigate.

In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, Song Qingshu knelt down and bowed three times to the statue of his ancestor. As soon as he got up, he met his old father who came in a hurry.

Song Yuanqiao looked a little excited, and then heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he didn't lose his composure. He looked at Song Qingshu and said lightly, "I'm back..."

This tone seemed as if Song Qingshu had just left the house for a long time. Song Yuanqiao was not in a hurry to ask Song Qingshu anything, but these faint words made Song Qingshu choke up.

"Dad!" Song Qingshu sincerely wanted to pay homage to Song Yuanqiao, but was held back by him.

"It's been two years since I last saw you, you are much more sensible!" Song Yuanqiao said, stroking his green beard. He carefully looked at the young man in front of him who was already taller than him. He had already grown into an adult after two years of absence.

Song Qingshu was also looking at Song Yuanqiao. His appearance had not changed much, but the wrinkles on his face and the graying on his temples were more obvious.

Song Yuanqiao knew that Song Qingshu must have experienced a lot in the past two years, and it would be impossible to explain it in a few words at once, so he did not ask more questions and would talk in detail later when he was free.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had no missing arms or legs, Song Yuanqiao felt relieved.

"Who is this?" He then saw the Taoist priest behind Song Qingshu and felt that he looked familiar.

Song Qingshu almost forgot about He Yeyun and said hurriedly, "Dad, this is Taoist Master He."

He Yeyun made a Taoist standard head-offering ceremony, "The head of the Song Dynasty is polite, I am He Yeyun."

"Master Taoist, you are polite." Song Yuanqiao returned the salute with one hand, thinking in his mind when and where he saw this He Yeyun.

"Headmaster Song, Pindao followed his master to practice Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain when he was young. Later, by chance, he met Master Zhang. Thanks to Master Zhang, he learned a lot of Wudang martial arts." He Yeyun said, but he wanted to bow as a disciple.

"I don't dare to take it seriously!" Song Yuanqiao smiled and stepped forward to stop him. "In this case, Taoist Master He can be considered as my peer. I will never accept such a great gift."

He Yeyun thought to himself that it was a good thing that the head of the Song Dynasty was as elegant and easy-going as the legend said, otherwise he would have kowtowed his head or not? Then he smiled and said, "Head of the Song Dynasty, this time I will accompany Mr. Ling up the mountain. In fact,

That’s why..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout outside the door, "Song Qingshu, where are you? Come out quickly!"

The tone was menacing, not like reminiscing about the past, but more like seeking revenge.

Song Yuanqiao frowned and whispered to Song Qingshu, "Your second uncle has been down the mountain for a while. Don't say more later. I will handle this matter myself."

I saw dozens of Chunyang Palace disciples crowding outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, led by the Chunyang Little Seven Heroes, but now there are only six left.

"How unbecoming is it to make such noise in front of the main hall of Zixiao Palace!" Song Yuanqiao lowered his face and said as he looked at the disciples in front of the door.

Although ordinary Chunyang disciples are not afraid of this leader who has always been charitable, they still have to give in to him. They all fell silent and stopped talking. They all focused their attention on the leader, Chen Yuanjie.

Chen Yuanjie stepped into the threshold of the Zixiao Palace and made a bow to Song Yuanqiao from a distance, "Master, since Junior Brother Song has returned to the mountain, we Chunyang disciples would like to ask him a few questions."

He said it very politely, but his tone had an aggressive tone.

"I know why you are here. But when Qing Shu returns to the mountain for the first time, these things cannot be explained clearly in a few words. You please leave first. I will hold a sect meeting early tomorrow morning, and Qing Shu will naturally make the matter public in front of the whole sect.

Everyone, please tell me the truth." Song Yuanqiao said, but he didn't see any intention of retreating from these disciples.

"As a fellow disciple, do you not even have this little trust? If he is really the murderer of your senior brother Feng, I will kill him with my sword without you asking for guilt!" Song Yuanqiao felt a little angry and slapped his hand.

On the table, everyone only heard a "bang" sound, and the stone on the purple wooden table flew high.

Many disciples have rarely seen the head of the Song Dynasty get angry. With his current behavior, the Chunyang Palace disciples all thought he was a calf protector.

Chen Yuanjie smiled coldly, and then made a salute to the chief inspector, saying, "The head of the Song Dynasty has many things to deal with every day. These matters should be the responsibility of the law enforcement elders in the sect, so why bother the head of the family."

What he meant was that he thought Song Yuanqiao was favoring his son. If he didn't ask clearly at this time, who would know if they would exchange words later.

"Senior Brother Chen, what do you mean? How dare you disrespect the leader!" Ziyun, who was standing by, stepped forward and scolded.

"How dare you! How dare you!" Chen Yuanjie yelled again and said in a long voice, "It's just that my junior brother Feng refuses to die in peace, and I hope the leader will give him justice."

Chen Yuanjie fell to the ground. The other five members of Xiaoqixia also stepped into the door, and also fell beside Chen Yuanjie, shouting together, "Please give justice to Senior Brother Feng, Master!"

"Please, the leader, give justice to Senior Brother Feng!"

Outside the door, dozens of Chunyang disciples knelt together and shouted continuously, one after another.

Song Yuanqiao looked troubled, but he couldn't move these disciples.

Song Qingshu saw this in his eyes, but he was thinking in his heart: His old father has always convinced people with his virtue. Although he has a good reputation, it will be difficult to convince people if there is a slight mistake. It seems that the combination of severity and kindness is the king, and Wudang is the king of the palace.

Over time, estrangement will inevitably occur.

This team came from the Quanzhen Sect. Although the Quanzhen Sect grew stronger due to this, the split of the Quanzhen Sect also posed hidden dangers in the future. Nowadays, the seven major palaces with the Seven Wudang Sons as the core already have seven

The prototype of a small sect.

If Master Zhang becomes an immortal a hundred years later, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang also pass away one after another. If the Wudang Sect is truly passed on to Song Qingshu, he cannot guarantee that it will not split. Take Chunyang Palace, which has the largest population and the most powerful power, as an example, it is entirely possible

In the future, a Chunyang sect developed.

Because Chunyang disciples will never obey someone who killed their senior brother to become the leader of Wudang.

"This system still needs to be changed!" Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but he had already stood up.

He walked up to Chen Yuanjie and said condescendingly, "Senior Brother Chen, aren't you just asking me about that incident two years ago?"

Chen Yuanjie was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect this guy to walk up to him shamelessly. He felt like he was kneeling before him. He coughed dryly and stood up slowly.

He took two steps back and distanced himself, and said with an indignant look, "Junior Brother Song, I will call you Junior Brother for the last time. This is for the sake of Master Song. If you don't explain the matter clearly, I will not be able to do anything today."

I want to avenge my junior brother."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

All the disciples looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces. Is Song Qingshu crazy?

"Why are you laughing?" Chen Yuanjie shouted angrily.

Song Qingshu looked at him and said, "I laugh at the fact that the so-called fellow disciples are not as close as outsiders. When you tell people about this matter, their first reaction is that there must be something fishy about this matter. I have obviously been framed.

.It’s ridiculous that you fellow disciples, your first reaction is to come and question me.”

Seeing Song Qingshu's awe-inspiring righteousness, some disciples also had doubts in their hearts. But when they heard Chen Yuanjie say that they saw it with their own eyes, how could it be false?

"Song Qingshu, I know you are eloquent!" Chen Yuanjie shouted, not even calling Junior Brother Song this time.

He pointed his finger at Song Qingshu unceremoniously, "On the second night of the Baimatai Incident, Junzhou Prefecture wanted you. Later, when you returned to the inn, you bumped into Senior Brother Feng. You were afraid of revealing your whereabouts, so you killed him unprepared. But

in this way!"

Song Qingshu seemed to have not heard him at all. Instead, he looked at Chen Yuanjie with a strange look in his eyes, and then sighed.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. I don't even know how I killed Senior Brother Feng, but I'd like to thank Senior Brother Chen for arranging it clearly for me." The irony in it made people smile.

"Song Qingshu! Don't bully others too much!"

"Qingshu, please explain to them clearly whether this matter has anything to do with you." Song Yuanqiao said slowly.

"Okay." Song Qingshu put away his teasing attitude and asked seriously, "I would like to ask Senior Brother Chen a few questions. How did you conclude that Senior Brother Feng was killed by me?"

Chen Yuanjie had already thought of a countermeasure, and he pretended to be thoughtful before saying, "I saw you climbing out of the inn room through the window that night. When you entered the room, you found the body of Junior Brother Feng, and he was killed with Wudang swordsmanship.

.”

Song Qingshu's expression changed. He originally thought that the frame-up was related to Mingjiao, but Chen Yuanjie said that Feng Zhengtao was killed by Wudang swordsmanship, which gave him a new perspective.

Is there an inner ghost in the Wudang sect? Although Wudang swordsmanship is not difficult to learn, it is rarely taught to outsiders.

When Chen Yuanjie saw that Song Qingshu was silent, he thought he had nothing to say, so he asked, "Do you dare to say that the person that night was not you? Also, I don't know what benefits Mingjiao has given you. You actually cooperated with Baima Village and eliminated Yuan Yuan.

General Ting..."

Song Qingshu was accused of two things. The first was for killing his fellow disciples, which was the most serious. The second was for colluding with bandits to murder the government. Without the first thing, the second thing would have been a trivial matter.

"Let's leave aside the matter of Baima Terrace. I went down the mountain that day, and Senior Brother Feng should have stayed in the military camp with you. At that time, Chen Zhizhou was the top officer in the camp. And this Chen Zhizhou was also a member of the Ming Cult.

.”

Song Qingshu's words are astonishing. Outsiders do not know Chen Yuezhi's true identity. They only heard that "Song Qingshu" later murdered Chen Zhizhou.

"You said he is from the Ming Cult?" Song Yuanqiao frowned and found that the matter was more complicated than he imagined.

"Yes!" It was He Yeyun who answered him.

"Headmaster of Song Dynasty, I am currently serving in the Junzhou Rebel Army."

Everyone looked at He Yeyun. This Taoist was actually from the Mingjiao Army?

There is no deep enmity between Wudang and the Mingjiao. If you look closely, there is some kinship, so they don't go to the extent of shouting and killing people from the Mingjiao when they meet.

"Everyone, I can prove that Song Gongzi was framed at Baimatai that day, and Chen Yue and Chen Zhizhou are indeed members of the Ming sect."

Immediately afterwards, He Yeyun told the details of the two incidents one by one, and everyone suddenly realized. It turned out that Song Qingshu had really been tricked. They thought that Song Qingshu should not have such deep thoughts. Besides, he cooperated with Mingjiao.

What's the benefit to him? Making money? Don't be kidding, he has a boss father, so he will be short of money?

"If that's the case, then why did you kill Senior Brother Feng!" Chen Yuanjie never expected that the people from Baima Village would be willing to testify against Song Qingshu.

"Who are you? Why should we believe what you say? Moreover, even if you are really a gangster from Baima Village, you and Song Qing are the same as each other. How credible is it for you to lie for him!" Chen Yuanjie's mind changed.

, and asked He Yeyun.

"Humph." He Yeyun was about the same age as Song Yuanqiao. He was pointed and questioned by a young man, so he naturally had a temper.

He waved his palm and released a powerful aura. Everyone who was a warrior could feel the power coming from the first-class realm. The majestic Qi was shocking.

This is a first-class master, and a first-class one!

Even Song Yuanqiao was quite surprised that this man's martial arts skills were not inferior to his! At this time, he was curious about how Song Qingshu persuaded such a master to follow him up the mountain.

Chen Yuanjie then remembered that there was a Taoist master in Baima Village that day, who seemed to be the person in front of him. Although he was shocked by his momentum, Chen Yuanjie quickly changed his mind.

"This senior seems to have something to do with our Wudang, and I don't know why he works for the Ming Cult." The implication is that Song Qingshu and this Taoist are colluding with the Ming Cult.

He Yeyun laughed after hearing this, "I have lived for so many years and I have killed countless Tatars. Now a junior actually says that I am working for the Mingjiao. It is really ridiculous."

As he spoke, he struck Chen Yuanjie's knee with a palm. Chen Yuanjie had already reached the middle level of the second-rate realm, but he could barely avoid this blow.

He Yeyun only used three points of force to give him a warning.

"He Daozhang, this is Wudang." Song Yuanqiao stood up and said politely.

He Yeyun said he was offended, but he was scolded by his elders for speaking rudely in the world. As long as his life was not hurt, it was not a big deal.

What's more, Chen Yuanjie made things difficult for Song Qingshu at every turn, which made Song Yuanqiao feel a little unhappy.

He knew that Chen Yuanjie also aspired to be the leader, and he had always been obsessed with being the chief disciple of the third generation. However, he was repeatedly warned by his second brother Yu Lianzhou and was not allowed to exceed his limits. If Yu Lianzhou was on the mountain, how could he bring people to make trouble?

?

In the martial arts, strong men always keep their word. He Yeyun showed off his martial arts skills, and all the disciples were silent. Why would a top-notch master need to lie to them? Even if some people still have doubts, they dare to keep it in their hearts.

"As for what happened after Young Master Song returned to the inn, I don't know." He Yeyun finished speaking and stepped aside.

But according to him, since the frame-up of Song Qingshu was Chen Yuezhi's conspiracy, there must be something fishy about Feng Zhengtao's murder.

"Song Qingshu has absolutely no reason to murder his fellow disciples. It is also unreasonable to say that he was killed and silenced because Song Qingshu did not collude with the Ming Cult at all."

The disciples' thoughts gradually became clearer, and they began to retreat in their hearts, unwilling to continue the trouble with Chen Yuanjie and others. Song Qingshu also said that when he returned to the inn that night, he saw the body of Senior Brother Feng, and that someone must have deliberately framed him.

, he has not yet found out who this person is and what his purpose is.

Although some disciples were dubious, that was all they could do today. After they retreated, Song Qingshu reported to Song Yuanqiao what happened in Junzhou in detail. He also tested Song Yuanqiao's views on the world situation.

But Song Yuanqiao had no interest in Wudang joining the WTO. Nowadays, the three sects of Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan are all fighting overtly and covertly with the Mingjiao. On the surface, they are to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, but in fact they are competing for interests.

If the Mingjiao rebellion succeeds, it will not be a good thing for the Central Plains martial arts. Nowadays, many martial arts sects are also secretly supporting the rebel forces, hoping to benefit from this dispute.

Wudang was the only exception. The Emei Sect had long sent Master Jingxuan to lobby, but Song Yuanqiao did not express his position. Because of certain things in his early years, he was very tired of the worldly disputes and did not want to get involved at all.

After bidding farewell to Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu went to visit the other uncles. Except for Yu Lianzhou who came down the mountain, the others walked around one after another. When they arrived at the Yuxu Palace of Yudaiyan, the third uncle, Song Qingshu even went out of his way to chat with Xuanxu privately for a while.

Xuanxu was also happy to see Song Qingshu safe and sound and making great progress in martial arts. If it hadn't been for the interface code on the broken sword he asked the escort to bring back, he would have almost thought that Song Qingshu had been killed.

"Senior Brother Xuanxu, I have something to ask you." Among the people who came down the mountain, Song Qingshu was the only one who trusted this fat Taoist. "If you think about it carefully, how did you return to the city on the second day after the Baima Terrace incident?"

Xuanxu said without hesitation, "I have always remembered this. On that day, the six of us planned to leave first. After all, the army was heavy and the journey was quite slow. But that day, Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Chen had something to do with the army.

.”

Song Qingshu's expression changed, and then he asked, "Did Chen Yuezhi and Chen Yuanjie say anything?"

Xuanxu didn't know what happened in Zixia Palace, and Song Qingshu didn't explain it to him, but Xuanxu always believed him and said without hesitation, "I don't know about this, but we didn't see him after we returned to the city.

When I arrived at Senior Brother Feng, I saw that he was already dead."

A guess slowly formed in Song Qingshu's mind, and after connecting the events together, coupled with Chen Yuanjie's pressure today, he seemed to have guessed the truth.
Chapter completed!