Feng Qingyang's original temperament was also very arrogant and regarded the rules as bullshit. However, when the Huashan Sect was fighting among themselves in the Sword Qi Sect, he was deceived by the Qi Sect and went away to get married in a foreign country. He missed the duel between the Sword Qi Sect and the Sword Sect fell.
Defeated. When he returned to the Huashan sect, he saw that the situation was over. Feeling deeply guilty and disheartened, he lived in seclusion on the cliff and vowed never to get involved in the disputes between rivers and lakes.
But people's hearts are full of flesh. He was originally a generous and generous person, but he was disgusted by a sanctimonious and serious person like Yue Buqun. But he didn't expect that he would become depressed and lonely.
Immersed in endless regret and self-blame, the rigorous and upright Yue Buqun supported the heavy burden of Huashan ZTE. Step by step, he pulled Huashan back from the near-annihilation of the sect and once again stood tall in the world.
No matter how unruly he was, Feng Qingyang knew in his heart that even if Yue Buqun had no merit, he still had hard work, so he killed many ill-intentioned tempters for him. Otherwise, when Yue Buqun and the Huashan Sect were at their weakest,
A Shaanxi branch of the Demon Cult can get rid of it.
At this time, listening to Feng Zhou's words, he regarded the previous Qi Sword fight as bullshit, and he couldn't help but praise it secretly in his heart. He just felt that these words spoke to his heart.
At that time, I tried to persuade my uncles and brothers, hoping that the two sects could put aside their differences and reconcile as before, but no one paid attention to it. In the end, the people of the Sword sect regarded me as a traitor, and the Air sect was full of fear of me, and I suffered from both sides.
Only then did he go to Jiangnan. Otherwise, if the Qi Sect was cheating, would everyone in the Sword Sect be fools?
I just didn't expect that this parting would be a farewell forever.
But how can decades of pent-up frustration be explained in just one sentence? Feng Qingyang agreed in his heart, but sneered in his mouth: "Is the Qi Sword fight just bullshit? Is the master who taught you martial arts every step of the way the same?
Is this bullshit?"
Feng Zhou was startled and said: "My master? When I was apprenticed to him, I was only six or seven years old. My cheap master was busy discussing the air sword fight all day long. He was not the enlightenment martial arts taught by my elder brother? I
If that cheap master wasn't bullshit, I wouldn't have been able to wield a sword at the age of twenty. Why would I have wasted my years until now? I wasted ten years, isn't it because you guys of the older generation don't do their jobs properly and just think about it?
Are you talking about a bullshit dispute? Are the old guys who are not doing their jobs wrong when you call them ‘bullshit’?”
"Besides, our Huashan sect reached its peak of power 20 or 30 years ago. We had dozens of sharp swords and suppressed the Demon Cult so much that they did not dare to take a step further. Shaolin and Wudang shrank in power one after another. The other four mountains obeyed orders and never dared to disobey. That's
How majestic is it? As a result, a bunch of bullshit did not do their job properly and started fighting among themselves, causing a huge sect to collapse overnight, almost annihilating the sect. If my eldest brother hadn't been in danger and worked hard to revive the Huashan sect, how could Uncle Feng be here today?
Is it because the elders are oppressing me here?"
Feng Qingyang didn't expect Feng Zhou to speak so arrogantly in front of him. His words seemed to be very disdainful of the Qi Sword Fight of their generation. There was a hint of anger on his face, and then he sighed again, sneered twice, and lowered his head silently.
Silent.
When Linghu Chong heard what his uncle had arranged about the older generation, they all secretly laughed at each other, but he didn't dare to say a word.
Feng Zhou remained silent when he saw Feng Qingyang. Presumably he also knew that the sword fight was meaningless, but so many brothers and nephews who had known each other day and night died together, but he really couldn't tell his mistakes, unlike an outsider like himself.
, the feelings are not so deep, and he pointed out the core of the mistake bluntly.
Feng Zhou sighed: "The Huashan Sect no longer has the Qi Sword Fight, and it has begun to rise. Master, don't be too depressed about what happened decades ago. If you think highly of the disciples of the Huashan Sect, please come out."
Please give us some guidance. Although I pride myself on being invincible in martial arts, when it comes to mastery of Huashan swordsmanship, who in the entire Huashan Mountain can surpass Master Feng?"
"Since you are already invincible, why do you need me, a bad old man, to teach you?"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly.
In fact, he already agreed with Feng Zhou's words deep in his heart, but Feng Zhou's words of "arrogant about being invincible in martial arts" made him feel unhappy again.
As the saying goes, "There is no first in civility, no second in martial arts." The higher a person's martial arts practice, no matter how humble and peaceful he is, he is extremely proud in his heart. He hates to hear others say that he is "arrogant that he is invincible in martial arts."
But although he was slightly unhappy, his thoughts returned to normal and he even sighed slightly.
Feng Qingyang is already in his 70s and 80s. Although his martial arts skills are becoming more sophisticated and his understanding of the Dugu Nine Swords is getting deeper, he is still old and cannot rely on his muscles and bones. Even if he is invincible in swordsmanship, he cannot compare to Feng Zhou in actual combat with a spear.
Feng Zhou sighed: "Uncle, to be honest, although my eldest brother and I, my eldest sister-in-law's martial arts are top-notch, we still have to slowly explore many things by ourselves, and we don't know whether they are right or wrong. If we go in the wrong direction, there may be nothing we can do."
Save."
Although Feng Zhou and Yue Buqun shared three martial arts secret books, these three magical secret books were all deduced based on the author's martial arts. Many martial arts principles and tips were thought by the author to be natural and obvious, but in the
In the eyes of other martial arts students, it is obscure and difficult to understand.
Feng Zhou's martial arts achievement was achieved on the one hand because of his natural internal skills and his medical exchanges with the poisonous hand medicine king, which complemented each other. In addition, he spent three years studying three martial arts scriptures and comparing them with each other to achieve this.
In terms of time, I am afraid that after practicing for seventy years, I am about the same age as Feng Qingyang, so I have achieved this achievement.
But Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were able to get to where they are today thanks to the diary experiences of predecessors of the Huashan Sect, plus the three martial arts scriptures. They compared each other and groped forward, but that was the end of it.
Each subsequent step in cultivation requires a lot of trial and error. This is reflected in the practice of Yue Buqun and his wife, who feel that their progress is getting slower and slower, but there is nothing they can do.
If things go on like this, it will definitely hinder Linghu Chong and other disciples from moving from the first level to the super first level.
In the final analysis, Feng Zhou hopes that Feng Qingyang can move into Taihua Hall as an elder of the sect, which will fundamentally solve the turmoil of the Qi Sword dispute and pass on his years of martial arts experience to the Huashan sect.
Everyone, it is best to teach the Dugu Nine Swords.
With Linghu Chong's qualifications and understanding, if he could pass on the Dugu Nine Swords on the basis of his successful internal skills, he would not only be able to carry it forward, but it would definitely help him reach the top of martial arts.
Then within the next forty or fifty years, the Huashan Sect will stand at the top of the world, not afraid of any wind and waves.
He also fulfilled his promise to Yue Buming.
"That's it." Feng Qingyang nodded, but he couldn't calm down because Feng Zhou had used ten thousand kilograms of divine power to restrain his own Dugu Nine Swords.
How dare you shamelessly teach your martial arts to your opponent, don’t mention this matter again."
When he said this, he glanced at Linghu Chong and suddenly felt happy in his heart. He pointed at him and said: "The reason why I lost to you is because of old age and weak muscles. But this kid's internal strength is far inferior to yours. I'll teach him a few sword moves."
Fa, you two will test it out and see if you are qualified to boast that your martial arts skills are invincible!"
Feng Zhou was overjoyed. He had been talking for a long time, just hoping that the old man could let go of the depression in his heart, open his heart, and not only enjoy the happiness of family, but also pass down the Dugu Nine Swords.
At the same time, deep down in his heart, Feng Zhou also hopes to compete with Linghu Chong after he has mastered the Dugu Nine Swords to prove his martial arts.
As for whether he could learn Dugu Nine Swords, Feng Zhou had no idea.
Without him, his martial arts philosophy is "respecting strength". After achieving certain achievements in this martial arts, he can detect every move and seize the flaws to knock them down. This is the truth that different paths lead to the same goal. There is no need to adjust your mentality to be strong.
Learn the Nine Swords of Dugu.
So when Feng Qingyang spoke, Feng Zhou clapped his hands and laughed and said: "Interesting! Interesting! Chong'er is your disciple and my nephew. Although his understanding is excellent, his internal strength is not as good as mine, and his swordsmanship is not as good as yours. If he wins
As you point out, if you can fight me vigorously, then I will have no shame in boasting that my martial arts skills are invincible. But if I defeat him with three punches and two kicks, Master Feng will agree to leave the mountain and live in Taiyuan.
It’s a glorious time.”
"Humph! Of course!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, but there was warmth in his heart.
Feng Zhou said to Linghu Chong: "Chong'er, why don't you thank Uncle Feng for teaching you the best swordsmanship in the world?"
Linghu Chong, who had always pretended to be transparent, couldn't help but widen his eyes with a look of disbelief.
He had naturally recognized that the so-called Grand Master Feng was the old man in E Qingpao, but he did not expect that after a fight and conversation between the Grand Master and his uncle, he would teach him swordsmanship. He couldn't help but be surprised.
Happy again.
It is common for people in the martial arts to accept the guidance of senior experts, let alone the senior experts of their own sect. Of course, Linghu Chong couldn't ask for it. Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou and Yue Lingshan were also very envious.
Although these few people are envious, they know that their talents and understanding are far behind those of their grand master uncles, master uncles and senior brothers. Even if they practice swordsmanship, they may not be able to master it.
Linghu Chong looked at the swordsmanship in the back cave and had a battle with Feng Zhou just now. He had some understanding of the theories of the two. He felt that he had vaguely touched the edge of advanced martial arts. At this moment, he heard that his uncle Taishi was going to teach him.
The swordsman was naturally ecstatic, and he hurriedly came over, knelt down, kowtowed respectfully, and shouted: "Linghu Chong, thank you Uncle Feng Taishi for taking care of me."
"Get up." Feng Qingyang said calmly: "I just don't want to see some of the younger generations being too arrogant."
Feng Zhou laughed loudly: "Master Feng, Dugu Nine Swords, the most important thing is memory and understanding. Chong'er is excellent at this, but I don't know how long Master Feng plans to teach him."
Feng Qingyang said: "If his understanding is good, it will take more than ten days. If his understanding is not good, it will take at least a month."
"Okay, then I will go down the mountain immediately and come back to see Linghu Chong's arrival in half a month. I hope that by then, this boy will not disappoint us."
After Feng Zhou finished speaking, his body suddenly trembled, and he flew up like a roc spreading its wings. In the blink of an eye, he was already on the edge of the cliff, taking gentle steps, and flew down the mountain.
I saw him on the steep cliff, not only walking on flat ground, but also walking like flying, with his sleeves waving and fluttering like an immortal. He looked indescribably good-looking. It was obvious that both his internal and external skills had reached the pinnacle.
Feng Qingyang glanced at it, snorted coldly, and looked at Linghu Chong: "It's getting late today, I'll come back tomorrow!" After saying that, he turned around and went down the cliff. Several disciples followed him to the edge of the cliff, watching his thin back floating down.
Ya, hidden in the back mountain, looks like lightning, is also very fast, and can't help but look shocked.