After the meal, Yue Buqun enthusiastically helped Song Qingshu book a room.
After Song Qingshu returned to his room to rest, Yue Buqun couldn't help but smile. This Young Master Song was too easygoing.
"Father, who is this person? Why are you so…so polite?”Yue Lingshan asked curiously, but she almost said the word 'fawning' but fortunately changed her words in time.
Linghu Chong also said curiously,"This person looks so young."”
"Hmph, what do you know?" Yue Buqun snorted coldly when he heard that and looked at his daughter Yue Lingshan with dissatisfaction. How could he not know what this little girl wanted to say? However, he was indeed trying to curry favor with them, but so what? Others didn't even have the chance to curry favor with him.
Ning Zhongze patted Yue Lingshan's head and said,"How can you talk to your father like that? That person is incredible. It would be great if you and Chong-er had even a tenth of his abilities.”
Yue Lingshan pouted and said indignantly,"Mother, don't underestimate people. Eldest Senior Brother is very strong. Even if he's a little weaker than that person, it shouldn't be so exaggerated.”
"Haha." Ning Zhongze smiled but didn't say anything, but his heart was bitter. Let alone Ling Huchong who didn't have a tenth of his ability, she and Yue Buqun combined probably didn't even have a tenth of his ability.
However, Ning Zhongze didn't say much and only warned,"He hasn't been in the martial world for many years. It's normal that you don't know or remember him. But remember, don't offend him. Otherwise, Huashan will be finished!”
"Wow, that serious?" Yue Lingshan asked in shock. She had never been out of Mount Hua before. In her eyes, Mount Hua was a famous sect in the world. Hearing her mother say this today, she was so frightened that she did not dare to say anything.
On the other hand, Linghu Chong's eyes widened as he recalled Song Qingshu's identity. He lowered his voice and said,""Could he be the white-robed asura, True Martial Sword Immortal Song Qingshu?!”
"Yes." Ning Zhongze nodded and warned again,"Don't offend him. We really can't afford to offend such an existence.”
Linghu Chong opened his mouth and nodded in disappointment. Although he was unrestrained, he understood the difference between them. Although he was still young, he didn't dare to say anything.
Linghu Chong was heartbroken, but reality made him very depressed.
……
Mount Heng was quite a distance away from here, but they would have to pass through Mount Heng if they wanted to go to Mount Forbidden. That was why Song Qingshu and Old Yue had decided to go to Mount Heng together.
Along the way, Yue Buqun even specially asked two female disciples to take care of Song Qingshu's food, clothing, and accommodation.
It had to be said that all kinds of care had been arranged, giving Song Qingshu a sense of déjà vu.
"Sect Master Yue, I heard that the Mount Hua sword style is particular about two words, one strange and one dangerous. Was it created by your sect's founder when he observed the dangerous peaks of Mount Hua?”Song Qingshu rode his horse and chatted with Yue Buqun beside him.
Hearing this, Yue Buqun didn't hide anything and openly told him the characteristics of the Huashan Sword Style. He even told Ling Huchong to demonstrate it on the spot.
Linghu Chong felt bitter, but he didn't dare to disobey his master's order. He could only helplessly carry his sword and walk in front of the two of them, practicing the Huashan Sword Style.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out.
This Ling Hu Chong was holding back his anger, he was using all his strength to let Yue Buqun know that he wasn't bad.
The Huashan Sword Style was displayed in Linghu Chong's hands.
As expected, it was strange and dangerous.
Mount Hua's boundless scenery is in danger.
The sword light was dense, and the swords danced in the air.
It was alright.
Song Qingshu nodded slightly.
Yue Buqun's face also had a satisfied expression. Ling Huchong this brat didn't let him lose face and didn't disappoint him.
Just as Linghu Chong was brandishing his sword, a soft sound came from the bamboo forest, as if something had fallen to the ground.
Song Qingshu glanced over and couldn't help but laugh. He saw a four-legged beast with black and white stripes slide off a large bamboo and fall to the ground, making it feel a little dizzy.
Seeing this four-legged beast, Song Qingshu subconsciously thought of a picture from his previous life.
A giant panda stood upright and patted its chest, howling in an adorable manner," Beastmen would never be slaves!
That's right.
This black and white four-legged beast was a panda. Judging from its size, it should be in its infancy. It was curled up and round, looking extremely cute.
At the thought of this, Song Qingshu leaped up from his horse and strode toward the adorable panda.
"Wahhh."
The baby red panda let out a childish cry as it looked at Song Qingshu, who was stepping on the sky, in a daze.
Song Qingshu chuckled. He grabbed the back of the panda's neck and rubbed its head."From now on, you will be called Wulin!”
"Wahhh!"
Wulin, who was being held by the back of his neck, cried out. His four short legs struggled in the air, trying to get back to the ground.
Song Qingshu had always felt that there were only three types of creatures that could best represent Taoism.
The first type was fish.
The second type was sheep.
The third type was the panda.
Especially the panda, it perfectly matched the principles of the Taoist theory of Yin and Yang.
ps：
I'm going to digress now. I recalled that when the author first entered the industry, there was a person in a group who had good writing results. When he joined the group, I also asked him who he was. Many people praised him. Our skirt owner said that he was someone we could never catch up to in our lifetime. It made me hate that skirt owner and that big shot at that time
However, the author has now become the person I hate the most. Sigh!
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