Chapter 24 Destined

In a blink of an eye, it was already the seventh day of the seventh month, which is the Chinese Valentine's Day.

The Chinese Valentine's Day is a traditional festival with a long history. It is said that on the evening of the Chinese Valentine's Day, magpies build bridges on the Milky Way, allowing cattle and sheep, and weaver girls to meet on the bridge. It is also on this night that women have to thread needles to beg for skills, so the Chinese Valentine's Day is also called beg for skills.

"Not good! No good! Uncle Master, please save Wuji quickly. Wuji was arrested!" Song Ming was practicing martial arts when he suddenly heard Song Qingshu's crying. Song Ming was shocked and used his light skills with his sword. He saw the extremely panic Song Qingshu in a few breaths.

"Qingshu, what's wrong! Let's talk slowly!" Song Ming helped Song Qingshu who had just fallen, and saw that Song Qingshu was green and purple on the other side, quite embarrassed, obviously he fell down many times.

Song Qingshu gasped and said, "Uncle Master, Wuji and I were digging bird nests in the back mountain. Suddenly, two bad guys came and captured Wuji!"

"What!" Song Ming was shocked and asked Song Qingshu to show his way. In a short while, he arrived at the place where Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji played, but there was no trace at this time.

"Damn it, who caught Wuji? If I knew it, I would have to kill him!" Song Ming's face looked a little ugly.

Since Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, as martial arts people went down the mountain, rumors about Wudang Mountain have been widely circulated in the martial arts world. The Eight Heroes of Wudang, the "Zhenwu Seven-Seal Formation", etc. have caused the Wudang Sect to rise sharply, overshadowing Shaolin in one fell swoop. Many people in the martial arts world believe that Wudang is the largest sect in the martial arts world.

Not long after the birthday celebration, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu went down to Wudang Mountain together and headed to the Western Regions. They wanted to find the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment. Only by finding the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment and recovering the wound on Yu Daiyan's body would they not feel deeply guilty.

Because Zhang Wuji is young and the best age to practice martial arts, Zhang Cuishan left Zhang Wuji in Wudang to practice martial arts.

The one responsible for Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu's martial arts practice was Song Ming.

Zhang Wuji was arrested and asked him to explain to Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu and how to explain to Zhang Sanfeng.

Song Ming asked Song Qingshu to go back and report to Song Yuanqiao, and mobilized Wudang's suspicion, and also asked Wudang disciples to block Wudang Mountain. The surrounding villages also asked if there were any strangers coming recently.

Song Ming followed some footprints and slowly followed them, but the footprints were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, intermittently, and it was extremely difficult to track them.

"The one who captured Wuji was extremely powerful." Song Ming followed him all the way, but he didn't catch up. He knew that the one who captured Zhang Wuji must be a top-notch master in the world.

But who will it be?

Song Ming took a deep breath, and Wudang's momentum rose sharply, overshadowing Shaolin Temple. Many people think of it as the largest sect in the world, but it also attracts the wind. I don't know how many top experts in the world are unhappy with Wudang, but there are many potential enemies in Wudang.

Some people were angry with Zhang Cuishan because Xie Xun resented Wudang, some people died at the hands of Song Ming and hated Wudang, and some people were jealous and hated when Wudang was in a prosperous era.

Even if it was Song Ming, he couldn't figure out who would come to Wudang and capture Zhang Wuji.

When Song Ming returned to Wudang, it was already late at night. Seeing Song Yuanqiao walking around there irritably, Song Ming said guiltily: "Senior Brother, it's all my fault. I don't like Wuji, so I can take advantage of the thieves!"

"My junior brother, if the thief dares to come to Wudang to capture Wuji, he must be a powerful martial arts expert. It is said that only a thousand days to be a thief, but a thousand days to be a thief! Even if we are cautious, we cannot keep it in full." Song Yuanqiao waved his hand and said, "The fifth brother is only a child like Wuji, and he has entrusted me to take care of him. Oh, if the fifth brother comes back, what will we have to see the fifth brother?"

The second generation disciple of Wudang, Song Yuanqiao only had only his only son "Song Qingshu", and Zhang Cuishan only had his only son "Zhang Wuji", and there were no other children besides that.

"Have you ever come out of seclusion? Should you report to the master and see what good ideas does he have?" Song Ming asked. After his 100th birthday, Zhang Sanfeng continued to go into seclusion and created the martial arts in his mind, and rarely came out.

"Master is old, so don't bother Master at this time, so as not to worry about Master's worries. What's wrong with it?" Song Yuanqiao said.

Although Song Ming knew that Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts was unfathomable and was a master of enlightenment. In history, he lived until the establishment of the Ming Dynasty. The rumor was that after Zhu Di ascended the throne and became emperor, he met Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang. Regardless of whether the rumors were true or false, it all showed that Zhang Sanfeng had lived for a long time. Therefore, Song Yuanqiao was worried that Zhang Sanfeng would go on a business trip, and Song Ming thought it was unreasonable.

Song Ming did not refute it, after all, this is also human nature.

In this era, people's average life expectancy was only 31 or 2 years old, and it was a very small number of people who could live to 60 years old. Therefore, people would say, "It is only thirty that you can be confused, fifty that you know the destiny of heaven, sixty that you can be sixty, seventy that you can be rare, eighty that you can live to 80 years old." It is extremely rare to live to 80 years old.

Although practicing martial arts can strengthen the body and develop internal strength, it can delay aging. Like a top-class expert in the world, even if he is still strong at the age of 60, he is like walking on flat ground. However, this is not a long life for those who practice martial arts. On the contrary, because a young man who practices martial arts is ignorant and progresses rapidly, he often overdraws his body and has hidden injuries. Once he is over 60 years old, many people will get secret injuries. It is normal to be bedridden all year round. Sometimes a top-class expert in the world is doing well today, but suddenly dies tomorrow.

If you live like Zhang Sanfeng, there is not a single monk in the world. Even the Sandu monk in Shaolin Temple is much younger than Zhang Sanfeng.

It is normal for Song Yuanqiao to have such worries in his heart.

After going back to his room to rest for one night, Song Ming got off at Wudang early the next morning and looked for Zhang Wuji, but he found nothing for ten days.

On this day, Song Ming was a little irritated in his swordsmanship. His irritability was reflected in his swordsmanship. He was very fierce, fierce and fierce, and murderous. It was really a true manifestation of Song Ming's heart.

"Uncle Master, Master Master, Wuji has found it, Wuji has found it!" The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Song Qingshu gasped.

"What, Wuji found it? Where?" Song Ming stopped the sword and grabbed Song Qingshu's arm with one hand.

"Oh, it hurts! It hurts!" Song Qingshu screamed in pain.

Only then did Song Ming realize that he had just used force and hurt Song Qingshu, and quickly let go of his hand.

Song Qingshu said: "Just at the mountain gate, Wuji was injured. The others carried Wuji. I will go up the mountain to report first. My father is no longer there, so I will come to find my uncle."

When Song Ming heard that Zhang Wuji was injured, he was shocked. He used his light skills and jumped over the courtyard wall and walked along the path to the bottom of the mountain. In just a quarter of an hour, he saw several Wudang disciples carrying Zhang Wuji in bamboo chairs. Zhang Wuji on the bamboo chair was depressed and lifeless.

With a leap, Song Ming had already arrived. After grabbing Zhang Wuji, he checked. In this summer, even sitting under the tree was sweating profusely, and it was so hot. However, Zhang Wuji, who was in a coma, still couldn't help but shivered and shouted "cold" in his mouth!

When Song Ming saw Zhang Wuji's eyes closed and his face was blue, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Zhang Wuji was caught by the two elders of Xuanming like the original trajectory, and he was also hit by Xuanming's Divine Palm? When Song Ming checked and found that Zhang Wuji had an extremely cold palm power in his body, the cold poison entering his body made Zhang Wuji feel extremely painful.

For some reason, the two old generals of Xuanming had a good control of their strength, but they only hurt Zhang Wuji, but they could not take Zhang Wuji's life. As long as they practice pure yang internal energy is continuously conveyed to Zhang Wuji, they can protect Zhang Wuji from his power of life in a short period of time.

As if he was thinking of something, Song Ming felt cold. What a sinister trick to use it to consume Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength and kill Zhang Sanfeng, thus causing turmoil in the martial arts world and allowing other martial arts sects to kill Wusang.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng is the only one who has such internal force to support Zhang Wuji's life. Zhang Sanfeng represents the entire Wudang Mountain. If Zhang Sanfeng had not been Zhang Sanfeng, the power of Wudang would be reduced by at least half.

Song Ming grabbed Zhang Wuji with one hand and sent the inner strength of the pure Yang into Zhang Wuji's body. Zhang Wuji's body no longer shivered and his face became slightly better. Song Ming did not dare to stay for a long time, and he did not care about commending these Wudang disciples, using the Wudang Tidal Yunzong, and heading to the top of the mountain like a flying swallow.

In just one cup of tea, Song Ming arrived at Zhang Sanfeng's retreat.

The courtyard where Zhang Sanfeng was in seclusion was deep in the bamboo forest in Houshan. The bamboos were covered with lush green shade. Apart from the occasional bird singing, there was no sound at all.

"Disciple, please see Master!" Song Ming didn't care that Zhang Sanfeng was in seclusion at this time, so he hurriedly spoke out for him.

Just by hearing Zhang Sanfeng's old voice coming from the door, he said, "Song Ming, is there anything wrong?"

With a whisper, the bamboo door opened and Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly.

"Master, Wuji was injured by the thief with the power of Yin and Cold Palm, and the cold poison entered the body was in great pain. Please check it. Wuji was hit by Xuanming Divine Palm. In the world, it is estimated that only Master can save him." Song Ming said, and then showed Zhang Wuji to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!" Zhang Sanfeng showed a shocked look, took Zhang Wuji's pulse, and after carefully observing his face, his face became more serious. Then he pulled his clothes open and turned him over. He saw a green and green palm print on his back. "It was indeed Xuanming Divine Palm... I only said that when Taoist Baishun died thirty years ago, this extremely vicious Xuanming Divine Palm has been lost. Who knows that there are still people in the world who know this skill..."

As Zhang Sanfeng said that, he reached out and pressed his hand on the spiritual acupoint of Zhang Wuji's vest, and a thick stream of true energy directly spread into Zhang Wuji's body.
Chapter completed!