"Huashan disciple Mo Yuan, please see Uncle Feng!" He shouted three times before Mo Yuan stopped.

Feng Qingyang lives on the Jade Girl Peak, so he can naturally hear his calls, but whether he sees her or not, that is not something Mo Yuan can control.

After waiting for a short while, no one showed up quietly at Siguoya. Mo Yuan shook his head helplessly, seemingly not intending to see him.

Anyway, it seems that there is no chance.

Mo Yuan was not disappointed either. It was just an attempt. Since he couldn't get the Dugu Nine Swords, he could practice Hunyuan Gong and Zixia Gong.

But as soon as he took a posture with five hearts pointing to the sky, an old voice suddenly came from the cliff in his empty thoughts: "What are you looking for me for?"

Mo Yuan was startled, and when he looked back, he saw an old man with a white beard and a green robe standing at the door of the cave. He had a melancholy look and a face like gold paper. Just standing there, he had a vague feeling of being in harmony with the heaven and earth, which was extremely extraordinary.

Mo Yuan did not dare to neglect, and bowed and said: "Mo Yuan, a younger disciple of Huashan, pays homage to Uncle Feng!"

"I didn't expect that some of the younger disciples of Huashan would actually know Feng's name." Feng Qingyang sighed slightly, his face full of emotion.

He walked into the cave, stretched out his hand to help Mo Yuan up, and said, "Did that boy Yue Buqun discover my traces and ask you to come look for me?"

In the past sword qi battle, Feng Qingyang's sword sect was defeated, especially because Feng Qingyang fell into the trap. Since then, he has retired from the world and lived in Huashan for decades.

In Feng Qingyang's view, young disciples like Mo Yuan would not know about him and could only follow Yue Buqun's orders.

"So that Uncle Feng Taishi knows that it is not the master who sends the disciples, but the disciples who make their own decisions and want to see Uncle Feng." Mo Yuan said respectfully. Even though Feng Qingyang was already old, Mo Yuan

He clearly felt a fatal sense of oppression on him. This senior Huashan was determined to be anything but simple.

"You want to see me."

Feng Qingyang frowned slightly and said, "I have been living in seclusion here for decades, and you are the first person to ask to see me and tell me your reason for coming."

"Uncle Feng Taishi, Huashan Mountain is now facing a catastrophe. Songshan Sect Zuo Lengchan will visit Huashan in the near future. Either Huashan Mountain will perish or Songshan Mountain will fall. This disciple has the courage to ask to see Uncle Feng Taishi."

"Zuo Lengchan?"

Feng Qingyang's expression moved slightly. This name was not unfamiliar to him. Before the Huashan Sword Qi Competition, Zuo Lengchan was already well-known in the world. He also knew that the Songshan Sect was now very powerful.

"Yue Buqun has always kept a low profile and bided his time, how could he offend him?" Feng Qingyang asked.

Mo Yuan did not hide anything, he attacked Lehou and killed him, and then Hengshan City's own revenge on the disciples of the Songshan Sect came out in full.

"So, it's you who caused the trouble?" Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Yuan with slight surprise in his eyes, but he didn't expect that Mo Yuan, so young, could have such skill and create such a big achievement.

Disaster.

"Uncle Feng Tai, the Songshan sect is so ambitious that even if the disciples don't offend them, sooner or later they will offend the Huashan sect. As for Zuo Lengchan's visit to the mountain this time, although the disciples and master are sure of dealing with it, there are still many people in the Songshan sect after all.

There is so much momentum, I sincerely ask Uncle Feng to lend a helping hand!" Mo Yuan said.

Feng Qingyang shook his head, smiled, and said, "I am old and frail, how can I still help you?"

"Uncle Feng Taishi, I heard that Uncle Feng Taishi is very good at swordsmanship. Even if you can't do it yourself, you can always give some guidance to the disciples." Mo Yuan didn't directly say that he wanted to learn the Dugu Nine Swords. This was too purposeful.

Feng Qingyang may not pass him on.

Feng Qingyang has lived in seclusion in Huashan for decades. How could he be like this if he didn't have deep feelings for the Huashan sect? Mo Yuanxian used the crisis of the Songshan sect to attack as an introduction. Feng Qingyang would definitely not sit idly by and watch, as long as he was willing to teach swordsmanship.

With Mo Yuan's talent, he will definitely be tempted to teach Dugu Nine Swords.

"It's not impossible to give you some advice, but I'm a member of the Sword Sect and an abandoned disciple of Huashan. Your Qi Sect regards the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect as a crooked way. If I teach you, do you dare to learn it?" Feng Qingyang looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile.

Mo Yuan asked.

Mo Yuan said seriously: "Uncle Feng Taishi, every sect in the world has exquisite swordsmanship and superior internal strength, but our Huashan sect is the only one who has caused a sword fight. At your current state, can you still see it?"

Don’t you wear it? Even the most exquisite swordsmanship requires the support of internal strength, and internal strength is the foundation of all martial arts such as palm skills, sword skills, and sword skills. They complement each other, so how can they become opposites?"

"Um?"

Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up, he stroked his long beard, and looked at Mo Yuandao with some admiration: "It's hard for you to have such knowledge at such a young age. If I had understood your reasoning thirty years ago, I wouldn't have said it.

Then there was a huge disaster."

He sighed slightly and said: "Since you dare to learn, I will teach you. Let me have a look at your skills."

He picked up a branch from outside the cave and said, "You are a junior, you should take action first!"

"excuse me!"

Mo Yuan didn't want to be polite to him. He raised his hand and drew out his long sword. With a sway, You Feng Laiyi attacked him with one move. This Feng Qingyang gave Mo Yuan an extremely unusual feeling, and Mo Yuan didn't dare to be careless.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Yuan's sword light and praised it, but suddenly swung the dead branch in his hand, deflecting the long sword in Mo Yuan's hand from an extremely strange angle.

Mo Yuan was secretly surprised, but his hands kept moving, and in the blink of an eye he made another move of Boundless Falling Wood, but for this Huashan Sword Technique's killing move, Feng Qingyang still used a slight tap, and broke through again. It looked like Mo Yuan

It was as if Yuan deliberately showed off his flaws to him.

Two swords were broken in a row. Mo Yuan also guessed that this might be the Dugu Nine Swords, but a feeling of dissatisfaction arose in his heart. Could it be that the swordsmanship he had practiced so hard for so many years really failed in front of the Dugu Nine Swords?

Is it useless?

As soon as he thought about it, he stopped holding back and shouted loudly: "Uncle Feng Taishi, this disciple is about to make a special move!"

"Come on, my old bones won't be easily broken apart by you." Feng Qingyang shook the dead branch and said nonchalantly.

The Zixia true energy in Mo Yuan's body circulated and was poured into the long sword. The purple light on the sword flickered. He put his toes on the ground and rose into the air like a big bird, quickly attacking Feng Qingyang.

Chaoyang Yiqi Sword, it is quite interesting.

Feng Qingyang looked at this menacing look, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but his hands did not stop, preparing to bend the long sword in Mo Yuan's hand according to the flaw.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Mo Yuan's figure suddenly split into nine, and he attacked from nine different directions. Nine purple sword lights blocked all Feng Qingyang's escape routes!

This is?!

Feng Qingyang's face became solemn, and suddenly, an extremely sharp sword intent spread out from his body, wow! He raised his hand and stabbed out the dead branch in his hand.

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Chapter completed!