The first thousand two hundred and fifteen chapters flickering wind
The Sword Sect has always been a pain in Feng Qingyang's heart. Every time he thinks about it, he feels ashamed of his ancestors of the Sword Sect and the shamelessness of the Qi Sect disciples. I have to say that Murong Fu's words hit his weak spot. Over the years, he has been criticized more than once
I have thought about it, should I go out to gather the disciples of Jianzong who are wandering in the world, and establish a new sect, so as to untie the knot that has been in my heart for many years?
At this moment, Yue Buqun was shocked and angry. Murong Fu's ambition to control the Five Mountains Sword Sect had been exposed. However, now he had the idea of Huashan Sect. If Feng Qingyang established his own school and reopened the Sword Sect, then what would happen to him?
Where does the head of Huashan still have a foothold?
In addition, in the battle that year, not only the Sword Sect was lost, but many seniors of the Qi Sect also left. If Feng Qingyang summoned them, he would be able to replace the Huashan Sect immediately. However, he can't even move now, and he doesn't dare to
No matter what he said, if he offended Murong Fu, he would be killed with a single blow of his sword. There would be no room for him to complain.
Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment and asked calmly, "What do you mean, little friend?"
"There's something going on!" Murong Fu was overjoyed when he saw this and continued, "Senior has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and is unmatched by anyone in the world. If we can establish a sect, firstly, we will be famous in the world and our reputation will last forever. Secondly, our seniors can also summon
Giving the disciples of the Sword Sect who have been wandering around the world a home and reviving the reputation of the Sword Sect can be said to be a great achievement."
Feng Qingyang was nearly a hundred years old. He felt a little warm after hearing a few words from him, and he almost agreed. However, the years of mental cultivation were not fake. Soon he returned to the ancient well without ripples and seemed to be smiling.
He said non-smilingly, "Then what's the benefit, little friend?"
He also figured out Murong Fu's temper and would never do anything that was not beneficial.
Murong Fu immediately said seriously, "Junior admires senior's personality and swordsmanship, and also regrets the sword energy battle back then. Junior feels that if the Sword Sect is buried here, it will be a great loss to the martial arts world and will be stabbed in the spine by future generations.
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What these words say is just short of describing Feng Qingyang as a sinner of history.
Feng Qingyang's face moved slightly. To be honest, it would be a lie to say that he was unmoved by Murong Fu's suggestion, but he was obsessed with swordsmanship and had no intention of starting a sect. Secondly, he was already very old, so how could he still
How much energy can be squandered?
Murong Fu was very good at observing words and expressions, and after a moment's thought, he understood his concerns, "Actually, seniors don't have to worry so much. I think back then, when Master Zhang created the Wudang Sect, he was already over seventy years old. It was only less than a hundred years ago that the Wudang Sect was established."
It has become one of the top transcendental sects in the world, does it mean that Senior feels he is not as good as Master Zhang?"
Feng Qingyang rolled her eyes at him. What kind of person was Zhang Sanfeng? He had to be polite even when he saw him. Of course, if he felt inferior to Zhang Sanfeng, that would be impossible. Who doesn't have a little pride in his heart?
Murong Fu was about to quote the scriptures when Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said, "Okay, needless to say, I am old and obsessed with swordsmanship. How can I be distracted by so many worldly things? The grudges of the past have long been like a passing cloud, and my swordsmanship skills are gone."
If you are not as good as others, you have no one to blame."
Even so, the hint of resentment in his tone could not be concealed.
Murong Fu secretly smiled in his heart and said, "Senior, if he traveled thousands of miles to come to Songshan Mountain for the sake of Qi Sect disciples, I'm afraid he is not such a cold and heartless person. I heard that the Jian Sect has shown signs of resurgence in recent years. Two years ago,
Even if we fight back to Mount Huashan, don't you care at all?"
Feng Qingyang was silent. He was not a ruthless person, but he was suffering from the oath he made back then. He had ignored both Jianqi sects these years. As for the disciples of Jianqi sect fighting on Mount Huashan, he really didn't know, otherwise he would say
Maybe I will go see if there are any good seedlings and choose one to pass on the Sword Sect inheritance.
After pondering for a moment, Feng Qingyang asked, "Young friend Murong told me so much because he wants me to start a sect. But what I can't understand is, what benefits can I get from this? What if?
If you don’t tell the truth, then don’t mention this matter again.”
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly, "To be honest, this junior does have a little bit of selfishness. It's like this. This junior has always had an idea, that is, to build a new sect to collect the world's swordsmanship, trace back to its origin, and embrace all rivers.
Keep the inheritance of swordsmanship alive."
Feng Qingyang was slightly moved after hearing this. Hearing what he meant, it seemed that he wanted to collect and sort out the swordsmanship of all the schools in the world. This was simply a fantasy. The rest was just that, the swordsmanship of the three sects of Wudang, Shaolin and Emei.
, how can he let him use it? But what does this have to do with whether he establishes a sect or not?
Murong Fu continued, "The juniors here have two suggestions. One is that the seniors can establish a sect by themselves, and the juniors can cooperate with the seniors. The manpower and material resources will be borne by the juniors. The seniors only need to open the door to accept disciples. The sect and the Murong family interact with each other."
It’s not under the control, but when the Murong family is in need in the future, the senior sect must help them unconditionally.”
Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for Murong Fu's next words. He vaguely felt that the next words were Murong Fu's real purpose.
"The second suggestion is that I have already planned to build a sect, but now it is an empty sect. There is only one leader and a group of small fish and shrimps. We need a top master with high moral standing, swordsmanship and spiritual power to take charge. If the senior is willing to join,
The younger generation promises to leave a place for the Huashan Sword Sect, and the older generation can also start a new school to recruit disciples and leave a legacy."
In fact, his real purpose is to lure Feng Qingyang into the Beitian Sword Sect. With this great god in charge, he can summon the disciples of the Sword Sect who have been wandering in the world over the years. In this way, he will have top masters, mid-level pillars, and elite disciples.
Once everything is in place, Ren Woxing and Ren Yingying can also be properly suppressed to prevent the father and daughter from dominating the family.
Feng Qingyang's heart moved slightly when he heard this. This second suggestion moved him even more than the first one, because at his age and obsessed with swordsmanship, how could he still have the energy to build a sect? If he could have a ready-made one,
Being able to recruit disciples of the Sword Sect and also establish a sect is no different from founding a sect yourself. It does not require much energy and leaves more time to study the way of swordsmanship.
In addition, Murong Fu's previous words of "gathering swordsmanship from all over the world" also made him quite tempted. His current swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck. If he can borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade, he might be able to go further.
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After thinking for a long time, Feng Qingyang finally said, "No matter what your kid is planning, I have to admit that I have indeed persuaded you to move, but this matter is of great importance, and I still need to think about it."
With his temperament, he could say such a thing, so he was basically inseparable. Murong Fu was secretly happy in his heart and said, "I hope the seniors can make a decision early, so that the juniors can send people to find those who are wandering in the rivers and lakes."
A disciple of the Sword Sect."
Feng Qingyang replied vaguely, "Within three days, I will make a decision and I will go find you."
Murong Fu immediately bowed solemnly and said, "Then I'll just wait for the good news, senior."
Feng Qingyang nodded, accepting the gift, and then waved his hand. His figure was slightly dazed, and he appeared several feet away, then disappeared after a few flickers.
Being able to persuade Feng Qingyang to join the Beitian Sword Sect was an unexpected blessing. Murong Fu was in a good mood for a while, and he habitually pulled Yi Lin next to him and kissed her.
"Ah!" Yilin was shocked, struggled a few times, and said hurriedly, "No, there is... someone!"
Murong Fu then remembered that Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi were also here, and glared at Lin Pingzhi angrily, "You are still here."
Lin Pingzhi didn't know what to say and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I... let's leave now."
"Wait a minute," Murong Fu said and stopped him, "Don't rush now, the matter is over, let's solve it once and for all."
As he spoke, his eyes turned and fell on Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun's heart was beating wildly. What did he want to do? Did he want to kill me to avoid future troubles?
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yue, don't be nervous. Since I promised Senior Feng not to kill you, I will naturally not break my promise. However, your existence seems to have hindered my plan. This is embarrassing for me..."
Yue Buqun's heart was agitated, and he tried to say, "Young Master wants to unify the Five Sacred Sword Sects. Yue is very supportive and supportive. It will not hinder Young Master's plan, but can actually help Young Master."
"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "How can you help me?"
Yue Buqun's thoughts suddenly changed, "Young Master must be planning to support Pingzhi as the new leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Sect. To be honest, with Pingzhi's martial arts, even if he uses evil-fighting swordsmanship, he cannot be a match for Zuo Lengchan.
, but Yue can beat him."
The tone of his speech was quite flattering, without the slightest bit of "gentleman's sword" neither humble nor arrogant.
"You mean, you will be the new head of the Five Mountains Sect?" Murong Fu asked with a half-smile.
Yue Buqun's eyes rolled up and down, "If the young master will not give up, Yue is willing to join the young master and serve him."
"Really?" Murong Fu's lips curved up, "But you are too rich and ambitious, so I don't feel reassured."
"Yue can swear to God that if he has second thoughts, he will not die." Yue Buqun said firmly.
The smile on Murong Fu's face became even wider, but he still shook his head, "You are a person who can even give up your descendants, so what are you afraid of dying?"
"This..." Yue Buqun suddenly became anxious and blurted out, "Aren't you interested in my little girl? Yue can make the decision to give her to you."
"Master, you..." Lin Pingzhi was startled when he heard this and looked at Yue Buqun in disbelief.
Yue Buqun looked a little unnatural, looked away, and sighed in a complicated tone, "Anyway, you... just don't delay Shan'er."
Lin Pingzhi's expression changed slightly, then returned to calmness and remained silent.
Murong Fu was a little surprised, "How did you know that I am interested in your daughter?"
Yue Buqun gave a wry smile, "Actually, I discovered it when my little girl sent a message to you today."
"I see." Murong Fu suddenly nodded and pondered for a long time, "Well, for your daughter's sake, I can't be too harsh on you, but if you want to join me, you will definitely have to face some constraints in the early stage. Do you understand?
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"That's natural." Yue Buqun didn't know what the restriction he was talking about, so he agreed without thinking about it, but what happened next almost made him regret it for the rest of his life.
I saw a strange smile on Murong Fu's face, and then he opened his hand to suck in a piece of water mist, which condensed into ice. In an instant, dozens of thin ice flakes penetrated into Yue Buqun's body.