Chapter 21 Find a heir, it will be indefinite in the future
"I'm defeated." After adjusting his breath for a moment, Feng Qingyang sighed quietly. His injury was not serious, and he stabilized the injury with a little adjustment of his breath.
"It's just relying on the strength of weapons." Lin Tianheng smiled and looked at Lin Yicong, "Don't hold on."
"puff."
As soon as Lin Tianheng said these words, Lin Yicong finally stopped holding on and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. At the same time, he inserted the knife in his hand into the soil at his feet and relied on the knife to prevent him from collapsing.
Seeing this, Lin Tianheng nodded instead. Lin Yicong forcefully swung the knife, which was originally a huge loss, and then collided with Feng Qingyang's energy. If he didn't spit out the bruise, the injury would be aggravated, and it might even be left behind.
Hidden injury.
"Defeat is defeat." Feng Qingyang insisted. He also knew very well that if Lin Yicong had an ordinary steel knife in his hand, he would not be so embarrassed and might have won long ago.
But there are no ifs. If someone has a magic weapon, that is his ability. At Feng Qingyang's age, naturally he will not be unable to see through this.
What's more, with the great god Lin Tianheng at his side, Feng Qingyang tried his best to avoid hurting Lin Yicong when he attacked in order to protect the Huashan Sect. He had worries in his heart, and naturally he could not fully display his strength.
In terms of real combat power, Lin Yicong, a junior, is still far behind. (Hit me? It doesn’t exist!)
"The Dugu Nine Swords are indeed unique, and the sword demon Dugu Qiubai is really powerful. It's a pity that you are far behind him." Lin Tianheng sighed.
"Senior masters are peerless in style, but I am certainly not as good as me." Feng Qingyang didn't take it seriously. Although he was the best swordsman in Huashan and even in the world, he was far inferior to Dugu Qiufei. He still knew this.
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"Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship in his life is divided into five realms: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, and no sword. The so-called sharp sword has no intention, the soft sword is impermanent, the heavy sword has no edge, the wooden sword has no body, and the final no sword has no moves.
, No sword is better than having a sword." Lin Tianheng suddenly said.
Lin Yicong listened in a fog, but Feng Qingyang was as if he had been struck by lightning, listening in trance.
Lin Tianheng's words were intended to encourage Feng Qingyang. After all, after seeing someone's swordsmanship, he beat him up and vomited blood without giving him any benefits. It was really unreasonable.
After a long time, Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and sighed: "Thank you for your advice. I thought that the swordsmanship has reached its peak now, but today I know that there is still a long way to go. It is true that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Senior Dugu's realm is indeed the best."
Unparalleled from ancient times to modern times.”
Looking at the fine steel sword broken into two pieces, Feng Qingyang suddenly said: "It doesn't matter if it's broken, it doesn't matter if it's broken."
"Ancestor, is this the reason why you don't use weapons?" Lin Yicong asked.
Lin Tianheng's face twitched slightly. Is there anyone in this world's martial arts world who is worthy of using his own weapons? If he were to deal with those great masters in the main world, he would certainly not be stupid enough to fight the enemy with bare hands. He really thought that his Tibetan Arms Pavilion was just for fighting.
Collected!
However, Lin Tianheng would not tell the truth and would only acquiesce to the situation.
"The swordsmanship is good. Don't lose it. Find a successor as soon as possible." Lin Tianheng said to Feng Qingyang. He felt that it would be a pity if such swordsmanship was buried in the long river of history.
Now that Tian Boguang is dead, Linghu Chong will probably not be punished for the time being. Feng Qingyang naturally has no chance to pass on the sword in the original work, so Lin Tianheng advised him to quickly find a successor.
"Yes." Feng Qingyang nodded and said with deep understanding, "Unfortunately, there are not many young disciples in the Huashan Sect. To practice this sword technique requires a very high level of understanding. It is not easy to find a suitable successor.
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"Yue Buqun's eldest disciple is called Linghu Chong. He has a good understanding and is naturally a good material for practicing swordsmanship. Apart from being a bit frivolous and casual, he doesn't have any major problems. However, these should be issues that Yue Buqun should worry about. You can pass on
Give him a try with the sword." Lin Tianheng suggested.
"This boy is indeed a talented swordsman." Feng Qingyang agreed, "I will consider it."
"In this case, we'll never see each other again, haha." After saying that, Lin Tianheng grabbed Lin Yicong, dodged and got off Siguo Cliff.
Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Tianheng who was floating away, shook his head and said with a smile: "Yes, at our age, we really will never see each other again."
"Oh, this kid is really cruel." Feng Qingyang covered his chest and walked hard towards the mountain behind Siguo Cliff, muttering in a low voice, "Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong..."
While Lin Tianheng was grabbing Lin Yicong, he injected a stream of true energy into his body, which instantly suppressed the boiling and raging energy of blood in his body, and at the same time dredged many meridians throughout his body.
"Ancestor, this swordsmanship is very powerful, why don't you let him hand it over?" Lin Yicong said immediately after recovering.
"First of all, although this swordsmanship is powerful, it is not very powerful; secondly, we are not robbers, how can we take something by force?" Lin Tianheng said.
Hearing this, Lin Yicong curled his lips and said to himself that he didn't know who went to the Shaolin Temple to forcefully ask for the "Yi Jin Jing" and the Xiaohuan Dan prescription.
"Besides, how do you know that I, ancestor, have not obtained this sword technique?" Lin Tianheng smiled profoundly. At his level, all the techniques involved in refining the gods can be understood at a glance and understood at a glance.
Obviously, when Feng Qingyang was fighting with Lin Yicong, the swordsmanship was already in his mind.
"I see, Cong'er is confused." Lin Yicong knew he had said something stupid and quickly admitted his mistake.
"You must have gained something from this battle. Sort it out and polish your Qi for a while to stabilize the meridians throughout your body. Once you reach Blackwood Cliff, the ancestor will help you advance to Xiantian." Lin Tianheng said.
"Xiantian!" Upon hearing these two words, Lin Yicong's eyes immediately emitted two rays of light, with a look of extreme yearning on his face.
'If I hadn't been worried about damaging your foundation, I would have forcibly opened up your eight extraordinary meridians and helped you break through your innateness.' Lin Tianheng said secretly.
In fact, after Lin Tianheng gained more than ten years of life, he could forcibly give birth to an innate master, but he did not do so.
Because that method is extremely harmful to the human body and has a high probability of damaging the foundation. Lin Tianheng considered that Lin Yicong was a meritorious minister and did not want him to suffer the same pain as himself.
Moreover, after getting along with each other for a few days, Lin Tianheng already felt a bit like a child. After all, he was a descendant of his own blood. If the end was not approaching and life extension was imminent, he would not be willing to sacrifice his descendants easily.
After getting off Siguo Cliff, Lin Tianheng saw Yue Buqun waiting restlessly at the foot of the mountain, pacing left and right, which showed his uneasy mood.
"Senior." Yue Buqun saw the two figures of Lin Tianheng and hurriedly approached them.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, Uncle Feng." Lin Tianheng saw the beads of sweat on Yue Buqun's forehead at a glance and couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you, senior." Yue Buqun quickly bowed to express his thanks. Now he has offended the Songshan Sect. If Feng Qingyang, the great Buddha, is there, it will be like having the Dinghai Divine Needle. If Lin Tianheng is not happy, he will kill Feng Qingyang.
, then he should consider whether to go to Songshan Mountain to plead guilty.
"Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swordsmanship is superior to Lin Yuantu's evil-fighting swordsmanship. Xiaoyue, why should you abandon the near and seek the far away." Lin Tianheng suddenly stared at Yue Buqun and said.
"Junior understands, thank you senior for your guidance." Yue Buqun bowed deeply again, covering up the embarrassment on his face.
"But..." Lin Yuantu changed the topic, "You definitely won't be able to learn. You may appear to be modest, elegant, and upright, but in reality you are vicious, resourceful, and ambitious. You are not suitable for learning such an elegant and free-spirited person."
I don't have the qualifications for swordsmanship. However, I have recommended your first disciple Linghu Chong to Feng Qingyang. As for whether he is willing to teach you, it depends on you."
"Junior thanks senior for recommending me as my disciple." Although Lin Tianheng was slapping Yue Buqun in the face, he could only greet him with a smile. He was thinking about how he could go to Feng Qingyang to learn the sword skills.
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Lin Tianheng didn't stop any longer. After going down the mountain to meet Qu Yang, he set off for the Sun Moon God Sect's main altar, Blackwood Cliff!