Chapter 170

"The ancients say that arrogant soldiers will be defeated; one must be on guard!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yuyan paused and continued:

"If Young Master Song cannot change this arrogant personality, I fear his martial arts cultivation will ultimately be limited!"

"You must know that Zhang Sanfeng is an old immortal who has entered the divine realm, but his disciples are weaker generation after generation; I wonder what his old man would think?"

On the other side,

Yao Yao Yue on the balcony was looking at Su Hang with love.

Seeing Song Qingshu's arrogant appearance, she couldn't help but feel anger from her heart:

"Profligate son!"

"If this person becomes the Wudang Sect Leader, that would be the misfortune of the sect!"

Lianxing nodded and said softly:

"That is true..."

"But noble family disciples are mostly like this; I've long been used to it."

"Song Yuanqiao refuses to discipline his own son; in this vast Jianghu, naturally someone will take action to help him educate his son!"

On the other side.

Wan Wan saw this and said with disdain:

"This guy, as soon as he came up, he stared at Palace Master Yao Yao Yue; could it be that he has taken a fancy to her?"

"Does he know that Palace Master Yao Yao Yue is now Mr. Su's person!"

And Guo Xiang saw this scene and said with disgust:

"This is Song Qingshu?"

"Hideous face! So annoying!"

Thinking of her father Guo Jing, who always mentioned Young Master Song of the Wudang Sect in her ears, and even had the intention of matchmaking.

After all, in Guo Jing's view, if Peach Blossom Island could join forces with the Wudang Sect, it would have endless benefits for both sides.

But now that she sees it, this so-called Young Master Song disappointed Guo Xiang greatly,

Looks average, martial arts average, but his self-feeling is extremely good.

Guo Xiang had met such a stinky person for the first time!

She had heard her mother say before that back then in the Great Song Jianghu, there was a guy named Ouyang Ke who was quite similar to him.

Thinking of this, Guo Xiang cursed secretly:

"Zhang Sanfeng taught such a grand-disciple,"

"The future days of the Wudang Sect will be difficult!"

At this moment,

Su Hang looked at Song Qingshu in front of him and said:

"I don't know what Young Master Song wants to calculate after coming from afar?"

Hearing the words "Young Master Song," Song Qingshu was unhappy.

In his view,

By now, who in this Jianghu doesn't know his reputation as the Young Sect Leader?

This fortune-teller is clearly doing it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu snorted and said deeply:

"I am here under the orders of my sect to calculate the fortune for my junior brother Zhang Wuji!"

"I ask Mr. Su to use the power of heavenly calculation to calculate where my junior brother Zhang Wuji is now?"

"My grand-master said that as long as Mr. Su can calculate the whereabouts of my junior brother Zhang Wuji, his old man will definitely come to thank you in person!"

Song Qingshu said these words reluctantly.

The resistance and disgust on his face were visible to the naked eye!

As long as it is a person, one can see his unhappiness.

After all, if this unlucky junior brother is not found, it would be better; in this way, no one will compete with him for Wudang.

It would be best if he went to the extreme bliss like his parents; that would not be a bad thing.

Moreover, Song Qingshu still remembers that Zhang Wuji was hit by a Xuanming Palm back then.

This Xuanming Palm is extremely poisonous and incurable.

Without the blessing of Zhang Sanfeng's internal power, he absolutely could not live past sixteen.

Now ten years have passed, I fear he has long since cooled down!

But what if this unlucky junior brother is not dead yet,

If the fortune-teller in front of him calculates his location and guides Wudang to find him, that would be a big problem.

Although he is unlikely to compete with him for the position of Wudang Sect Leader, he is still Zhang Sanfeng's grand-disciple and the son of Zhang Wu Xia Zhang Cuishan.

Whether out of concern or guilt, Zhang Sanfeng will definitely share a portion of resources with him.

You must know that those precious pills were originally prepared for himself!

Just because such an unlucky junior brother suddenly fell from the sky, does he have to hand over these resources?

No! This is absolutely impossible!

However, although Song Qingshu was ten thousand times unwilling in his heart, he did not dare to disobey the sect's orders.

After seeing Su Hang, he had to say what the sect had explained one by one.

It was just that he was deliberately arrogant, wanting to provoke Mr. Su with this,

It would be best if Mr. Su was provoked and directly refused to calculate; that would be the best!

But Su Hang's performance next surprised Song Qingshu,

Su Hang didn't care about Song Qingshu's arrogance at all.

He changed the subject and continued:

"Congratulations, Young Master Song; your junior brother is now in the White Ape Valley."

Song Qingshu was shocked when he heard this,

Then the veins on his forehead burst, and he said:

"Ah!! He is not dead yet?"

Su Hang nodded and said:

"Indeed, your junior brother is still alive; he is just trapped in the White Ape Valley, and the valley is blocked by giant rocks, so he can't get out."

"This place is quiet and picturesque, with birds singing, and fresh fruits hanging on branches, like a cave and blessed land."

"The so-called fairyland on earth, the paradise, is nothing more than this."

Su Hang said this, but Song Qingshu was in a dilemma.

He never expected that this kid Zhang Wuji would have such a big life.

He was hit by the Xuanming Palm back then and fell down the valley; not only did he not die, but he lived quite comfortably?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu already felt uncomfortable in his heart!

So he paused and asked again:

"I don't know how he is doing now?"

"I heard back then that my junior brother had a dispute with someone on the way back and finally fell down the valley?"

"He shouldn't... have any disabilities, right?"

In Song Qingshu's view, it would be best if his precious junior brother had some disability.

It would be best if he were paralyzed like his third junior uncle.

In this way, even if his grand-master sends someone to chisel open the valley and take him back, he is just a disabled person.

And a disabled person cannot practice martial arts, let alone pose any threat to his position as sect leader!

After all, Wudang's pills and resources are not picked up for free,

Even if his grand-master is reluctant to part with his grand-disciple and wants to make up for the debt of these years, he can't share these precious things with a disabled person, right?

Hearing this,

Lianxing shook her head and said with a confused face: