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Before Huang Wuliang finished speaking, Fang Xiaoyu saw the fat Taoist leaving with the two Beggar Gang disciples excitedly.

He shook his head slightly, and from the fat Taoist, he could see that Wudang had really forgotten this valley where the former leader of their generation had almost forgotten. However, this made him infiltrated.

This trip was just Fang Xiaoyu and Huang Wuliang. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't guarantee that there would be any accidents, so the fewer people, the safer it would be, and there was no need to worry about the possibility of leaking the secret.

When the fat Taoist left, the valley was empty. Fang Xiaoyu and the others entered the valley with great swagger.

The valley is actually not big and nothing surprising. I think this place must have been chosen by Song Yuanqiao during his lifetime.

Perhaps because of the blow brought to him by his son, Song Yuanqiao chose to be buried in this nameless valley after his death, and just accompanied his son silently.

Compared to Wudang, he was a qualified leader. Zhang Sanfeng did not care about worldly affairs, and he took care of all the affairs of Wudang. He focused his energy on Wudang Xingsheng but neglected his teachings on Song Qingshu, which led to a tragedy later.

Fang Xiaoyu walked into the valley, and two lonely graves stood there alone. The tombs were not big, and the two graves stood side by side. The two tombs also added a bit of vicissitudes of life in the wind and rain.

The fonts engraved on the tombstone could be vaguely seen clearly. Fang Xiaoyu walked to Song Yuanqiao's grave and bowed.

Although he was very disdainful of Song Qingshu, Fang Xiaoyu still respected Song Yuanqiao. After all, his actions were not open and honest enough. A bow to Song Yuanqiao's grave could relieve his guilt.

His eyes fell on Song Qingshu's wordless tombstone, and it was obvious that Song Yuanqiao did not engrave Song Qingshu because he did not want future generations to know that he had such a bad son who was ashamed of Wudang.

Countless geniuses are drowned in the long river of time, and even the head of Wudang is forgotten by the world, let alone people like Song Qingshu.

People in the world cannot remember Song Qingshu, but Fang Xiaoyu, who was pursuing the whereabouts of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, remembers it clearly.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu said to Huang Wuliang: "Do it, be careful to dig the grave."

Huang Wuliang didn't know what Fang Xiaoyu asked him to find Song Qingshu's grave, and he couldn't confirm that this grave was the tomb of Song Qingshu to be found. However, since Fang Xiaoyu spoke, it should be correct.

However, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly asked him to dig up Song Qingshu's grave, which made Huang Wuliang slightly stunned. However, Huang Wuliang was only a little stunned, not because he couldn't accept it. After reacting, he immediately stepped forward to take out the shovel that Fang Xiaoyu told him to dig.

Soon, Song Qingshu's grave was dug up and exposed the coffin buried under the soil. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the coffin buried on the ground for hundreds of years without any signs of decay.

Poor parents in the world, Song Yuanqiao may be extremely disappointed with Song Qingshu, but he still fulfilled the responsibility of a father in his afterlife.

The golden nanmu coffin is probably only easy to do with forces like Wudang. However, looking at the intact coffin, Fang Xiaoyu felt more and more sure that the identity of the person in the coffin was Song Qingshu.

If it weren't for Song Yuanqiao's only son, who could have enjoyed such treatment and buried it with Song Yuanqiao?

Huang Wuliang shook his palm on the coffin, and saw the soil attached to the coffin falling down, revealing the coffin.

Fang Xiaoyu walked forward, patted the coffin gently, indicating that Huang Wuliang could dodge a little, and suddenly exhaled his strength. He immediately saw several steel nails flying out from the four corners of the coffin. A gap was revealed in the coffin that was originally close together, and a dirty air spread out.

Needless to say, this breath is naturally the dirty breath produced by the corrupted corpse in the tightly sealed coffin.

The gap was opened, and Fang Xiaoyu and Huang Wuliang stood not far away. They waited until the unpleasant aura in the coffin dissipated before they walked forward.

Huang Wuliang subconsciously lagged behind Fang Xiaoyu a few steps. Although he was very curious about why Fang Xiaoyu opened such an unknown tomb, Huang Wuliang was very smart and knew what he should know and what he should not ask about.

When it was almost 1 meter away from the coffin, Huang Wuliang stopped and stopped moving forward.

Fang Xiaoyu's mind was placed on the open coffin, but he didn't care about Huang Wuliang's actions.

In fact, even if Huang Wuliang followed, Fang Xiaoyu would not care. Since he brought Huang Wuliang with him, he would not be afraid that Huang Wuliang would know his purpose.

Looking closely, I saw a skeleton lying quietly in the coffin, and the Shu embroidered clothes on her body were still intact.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu felt a little nervous. After all, he was just speculating at the beginning. If nothing unexpected happened, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Palms would have been collected by the dead Song Qingshu personally.

I just don’t know how Song Yuanqiao dealt with Song Qingshu’s body after his death. However, in that situation, I think Song Yuanqiao would not treat Song Qingshu’s body. It is very likely that he changed his coat and was buried in a hurry.

The sword appeared in his hand, and Fang Xiaoyu used the sword to slash the Shu embroidery on the skeleton, and after picking it open, it immediately revealed the thick white bones.

Song Qingshu's close-fitting clothes seemed to be oxidizing rapidly because they were seeing the light of day, and soon turned into ashes and scattered among the bones.

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, the ashes suddenly flew out. Fang Xiaoyu looked at him again, but his eyes lit up and saw a roll of snow-white Bai Juan pressing against the skeleton's chest.

Bai Juan had not turned into ashes, and it must be a treasure. It is very likely that he was looking for to record the secrets about the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing.

To endure the joy of the few people, Fang Xiaoyu reached out and held Bai Juan in his hand. The tentacles were soft and they were covered with a few traces of coldness.

"Thousand-year-old ice silk, I didn't expect that Bai Juan was woven from thousands of years of ice silk."

In fact, it is normal to think about it. How prestige was Guo Jing and Huang Rong in the world back then? It may not be difficult to find a thousand-year-old ice silk, not to mention that the two of them left this secret to make arrangements for their funeral, so they naturally would not be reluctant to leave it.

Therefore, it is normal that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were recorded on the thousand-year-old ice silk, and it was a blessing. Otherwise, Fang Xiaoyu was really worried that after hundreds of years, the secrets of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms would go away with Song Qingshu's corpse.
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