Chapter 118 Revisiting the Old Place

Who said that spring has passed and love has dispersed? The purpose of summer is bitter?

But the spring breeze blows people intoxicated, and the summer water ripples are passionate.

I don’t know what year it will be today in the palace in the sky.

The most ruthless time is, letting it turn red cherries and green banana leaves, but in the most quiet and unintentional moment, there is no trace.

The sky is as clear as water.

The moon is as bright as a mirror.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the golden osmanthus is fragrant in August. New wine on the market, new colors on the building, summer is clear, and autumn is clear and the scenery is clear.

In Xiangyang City, there is a restaurant called "Wangjiang Tower".

In a elegant seat by the window, there was a young man less than a regretful age sitting.

There were several plates of side dishes, a pot of turbid wine, and a long sword on the table.

This person is nothing else, but Song Qingshu.

After the turmoil in Zixiao Palace that day, Song Qingshu calmed down and carefully pondered the "innate skills" while also fulfilling his responsibilities as a master and teaching Zhou Zhiruo by example.

Zhou Zhiruo is worthy of being talented and with the guidance of Song Qingshu, her martial arts progressed very quickly, but her internal strength was slightly slow, but this was also compared to other people.

First of all, the "Wudang internal strength" she is practicing now is something that lays the foundation, and it emphasizes the foundation and does not care about speed.

Secondly, although there is no obvious difference between "Wudang Internal Power", it was a bit male when it was founded. As a woman, Zhou Zhiruo inevitably suffered some losses in this regard.

The third reason is that Song Qingshu handed over the "Yi Jin Broken Bone Chapter" in the "Nine Yin Jingshu".

This article is the initial mental method of the Nine Yin Sutras, and the skills and other aspects have progressed rapidly after practicing. The content mentioned: "People only know that sitting and thinking is the result of improving virtue, but they do not know that the masters are perfect in order to understand concentration and wisdom.

The body and function are both practiced and still, and even if you are reeled, you will be calm." Not only do you have the static exercises of meditation, but you will also have the dynamic exercises from the outside to the inside.

This is also something that lays the foundation and improves qualifications. It is not much that can be compared with Jin Yong's martial arts martial arts. However, it inevitably takes up Zhou Zhiruo's short time.

Song Qingshu hadn't remembered it yet, but she was very quiet and wanted to go down the mountain to walk. She thought of Xiangyang at the first stop. When she thought of Xiangyang, she of course remembered the past. At the same time, the snake gall that quickly accumulated internal strength for herself was also the same.

It came to my mind.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but slap his forehead. He had such a way to quickly improve his skills, but he actually forgot about it. It was really a waste of resources. So he made a little arrangement and Song Qingshu came to Xiangyang alone with his sword.

Although it was already night, there were stars and bustling above the Han River outside the window. Although it was not as good as the Qinhuai River, which was "the area of ​​the smoke and moon in the Six Dynasties, where gold and powder gathered", it also had a unique flavor.

‘Looking at the river tower, looking at the river tower, looking at the river tower, looking at the river tower, the river tower forever, the river flows forever’.

Sitting in the Wangjiang Tower at night, looking at the Han River, a few plates of side dishes and a pot of turbid wine, is also a great pleasure in life.

This time, Song Qingshu revisited the old place, but it felt a unique feeling in his heart.

The same people, the same place, but different situations, different times, the same things, the things you see are completely different. Song Qingshu almost rose a sensation of "now people do not see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon once

According to the ancients' feelings.

Just as Song Qingshu was feeling emotion, his hand holding the wine glass suddenly paused, his ears moved, and a faint voice came from the elegant seat next door.

"Sir, please refer to the Huiyue Envoy."

"Huiyue Envoy?" Song Qingshu's heart moved. Why is this name so familiar? It seems that he has heard of it somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while.

"Okay, get up." At this time, a somewhat awkward voice came over again, and the sound seemed to be the Huiyue Envoy.

Song Qingshu couldn't think too much, so he quickly pressed his mind and listened quietly.

"Yes, thank you for yourselves."

"Tell me, how did you check what I asked you to check?"

"The Huiyue Envoy, his subordinates are incompetent and cannot find out the whereabouts of Daiqisi."

"Daiqisi?" Song Qingshu felt even more familiar with this name, but he still couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Baste, this is how you accomplished the task assigned to you by the Holy Church? What's the use of it?"

He heard a 'pubo' sound, and the previous voice said in panic, "Huiyue asked for help. It's not that my subordinates were not dedicated, but more than ten years ago, since Dai Qisi broke into the school, there was no more than her in the world.

The traces were gone, and it seemed that this person had just disappeared out of thin air."

"Daiqisi, Huiyue envoy, break into the door to teach." Several words were instantly linked by Song Qingshu, as if a light of inspiration flashed through his mind. Song Qingshu instantly remembered who they were, "Persian Ming Cult,

Isn’t the Huiyue Envoy one of the three Fengyunyue Envoys? As for Daiqisi, the purple-shirted Dragon King among the four Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult in the Middle Earth."

"Good guy, I didn't expect to meet the Huiyue Envoy among the Three Consorts of the Persian Ming Cult here." Song Qingshu couldn't help but squint his eyes, touched his chin, and murmured to himself, "I didn't expect the Persian Ming Cult to be like this."

I had already set my mind on Middle-earth. I thought they would not appear until ten years later."

"But that's right. They were able to find the Purple-Shirt Dragon King as soon as they appeared. Obviously, it was impossible for a coincidence. Dai Qisi lived in Zhongyuan as the Golden Flower Grandma for so long and was not discovered. How could she be so here

The Persian Ming Cultists who were not long ago recognized them all at once? They obviously had premeditated them."

Many thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind. It seemed that a long time had passed. In fact, there was only a moment outside. At this time, he heard Huiyue's call again, "So Daiqisi has turned into gray, you have no clue at all.

Find it, right?"

Although Huiyue made the voice dull, it was this indifferent look that was the most scary. The man before, obviously knew that Huiyue made the voice was already angry now, so he did not dare to neglect it, and quickly put all his knowledge on what he knew

He said, "No, no, so-called 'Geese leave sounds, people leave traces', no clues are left behind."

"Although we don't know who Daiqisi is now, based on the clues we have, it is unrelated to a person."

"Oh, who."

"Mr. Yinye."

"Mr. Yinye? Who is that?" Huiyue Envoy couldn't help but feel curious as he said. Obviously, he didn't know what Mr. Yinye had to do with Dai Qisi.

The previous voice heard Huiyue Eunuch's question, and obviously became interested in what he said, and his heart was hanging down. "Mr. Yin Ye's name is Han Qianye, and he is known as Mr. Yin Ye in the martial arts world.
Chapter completed!