All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 1 I'm Song Qingshu, I Don't Want to Be a Dog Licking

The rain on the Tianjie Street is as crisp as the grass, but the grass color is far away but not close.

After a spring rain, Yandang Mountain, which has been dead for a whole winter, is full of vitality and greenery.

Song Xuan took a sword flower and shook off the blood on the long sword in his hand, then put the long sword back into its sheath and hung it on his waist.

Behind him is a small cottage, if you look carefully, you can vaguely see corpses lying here and there in disorder.

From a rough look, there are no less than a hundred.

Looking at the gradually clearing sky, Song Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

This is the second year since he traveled to the world of relying on the sky to slay dragons and became Song Qingshu of the Wudang School.

It was also the tenth bandit lair that he had destroyed in the past two years.

Killing, killing is a little numb.

Rubbing his forehead, his consciousness was concentrated in his mind, and then, a somewhat worn-out bronze mirror appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This bronze mirror was obtained by accident in his previous life. After time travelling, the bronze mirror followed.

There is no doubt that the reason why I can time travel is definitely related to this bronze mirror.

With the concentration of consciousness, the bronze mirror in his mind trembled slightly, and there was a faint light flickering, and then, lines of writing appeared on the mirror.

Name: Song Xuan (Song Qingshu)
Age: 20 years old
Cultivation level: eighth level of Houtian Realm

Roots: Wizards of the Sword

Martial Arts: Zhantian Drawing Swordsmanship (self-created martial arts), Wudang swordsmanship, Wudang Cotton Palm, Zhentian Iron Palm, Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu, Wudang Basic Lightness Kungfu
Friendly Reminder : As a swordsman, the host is more suitable for killing and swordsmanship.

Friendly reminder : Jianghu is dangerous, life and death are impermanent, sometimes you can live longer if you are a little bit more stubborn.

Friendly Reminder : The host has completed the task of exterminating the top ten bandit villages, and has a chance to perfect the martial arts. Please use it with caution.

After reading the information in the mirror, Song Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, without the slightest hesitation, he directly used the opportunity to perfect the kung fu in the Wudang Nine Suns Kung Fu.

Then, on the mirror, a line of writing appeared again.

"The deduction of Wudang Jiuyang Gong is being perfected. The deduction is over. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the exercise "Nine Suns Divine Art"!"

The next moment, Song Qingshu instantly felt that a mysterious exercise appeared in his mind, and at the same time, the Wudang Jiuyang internal force in his dantian began to become hot.

Streams of heat flowed continuously in his body, and the refreshing feeling made him subconsciously snort, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground, began to practice the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu after it was perfected, and practiced just like that.

He didn't get up until the sky was dark, and he felt the Nine Suns internal force in his body, which was more than twice as strong as before, and nodded in satisfaction.

The full version of Nine Suns Divine Art is really amazing!

Back then when he time traveled and became Song Qingshu's licking dog, he initially rejected it, even repelled it.

Song Qingshu is a proper tragic character in the plot of relying on the sky and slaying the dragon.

Obviously he was born in a famous Wudang sect, and he is also the most outstanding disciple of the third generation of Wudang sect. The future master of the third generation can be said to be Wang Zha at the beginning.

In the end, the first-handed Wang Zhan was stunned by that kid.

The well-behaved Wudang faction head is not the heir, so he has to be the licking dog of the Emei faction Zhou Zhiruo.

The point is, I haven't licked my hands yet.

The saying that licking a dog will not lead to a good death has been completely fulfilled in him.

Fortunately, when he came here, Song Qingshu hadn't been to Mount Emei, nor had he met Zhou Zhiruo.

Therefore, at this moment, he is still a senior brother who is a third-generation disciple of the Wudang School, and his future is bright.

Putting aside the dog-licking attribute, Song Qingshu's identity as a Wudang master is still very good.

Let's not talk about why martial arts are cultivated,
The most important thing is, he looks handsome!

Being handsome is what Song Xuan is most satisfied with.

Of course, it was also a headache for him.

There is no way, I left Wudang Mountain in the past two years, traveled abroad, and acted as a hero. Every time after saving someone from the water or fire, some young girls would hold his arm and say that there is no repayment for saving a life, and they have to be repaid by their bodies. Strange words like Xu.

Of course, Song Xuan naturally refused.

A group of ordinary people who are only greedy for his body dare to destroy my Taoism?
He is a kendo prodigy personally certified by the mysterious bronze mirror, women and the like will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword!

The task of exterminating the top ten bandits was completed, and the Wudang Jiuyang Kung Fu was perfected into the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu. Song Xuan, whose strength had been significantly improved, only felt comfortable and happy.

Dressed in a green shirt and with a long sword hanging around his waist, Mr. Song walked towards the foot of the mountain without haste, humming a song.

Until, at the foot of the mountain, the smile on his face froze instantly.

"Your sister, where is my horse?"

"I'm such a big war horse. I stayed at the foot of the mountain well. I just went up the mountain to suppress a bandit, and I was taken away by someone?"

"The world is chaotic, and people's hearts are not ancient!"

Just as he was sighing with emotion, suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and then, a tall maroon horse came into his vision.

Hey, this horse is exactly his lost mount!
However, at this moment, there is a strange woman on the horse.

This woman was dressed in light green clothes, she was seventeen or eighteen years old, she was beautiful and elegant, with an air of lightness.

There is a kind of charm from the bones when viewed from a distance or near.It seems to condense the bell spirit of the Han River, the beauty of Emei, the appearance of a fairy, and the beauty of a heavenly man.

Even though Mr. Song has traveled all over the past two years and is used to seeing all kinds of beauties in ancient costumes, he has to admit that this girl is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.

The woman on the horse seemed to be being chased, she looked back from time to time, and when she found Song Xuan standing in the middle of the road, the galloping horse was less than three feet away from him.

At this distance, even if the reins were pulled, it would be difficult for the galloping horse to stop immediately.

"Get out of the way!"

The woman's pleasant but anxious voice sounded, one hand pulled the rein, and the other hand subconsciously wanted to cover her eyes, not wanting to see the catastrophe that would follow.

However, as she expected, there was no impact sound, and when she opened her eyes, what caught her eyes was a slender and powerful palm firmly pressing on the head of the war horse.

On the ground, it can be seen that there is a rubbing mark about ten feet long.

And that man, with only one hand, actually made the galloping horse be stopped abruptly!
Could this person be a monster?This strength is too terrifying, right?
Looking at the dazed woman sitting on the horseback, Song Xuan frowned in displeasure.

"You didn't tell me you stole my son's horse, but why did you turn back again? Could it be that you want to kill people to silence your words?"

While speaking, his right hand, at some point, was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

As long as this woman dares to say nonsense,
Then, today is the day to destroy the flowers with hot hands and kill the younger sister to prove the way!
(End of this chapter)