Seeing Feng Qingyang asking himself, Chen Feng did not reply immediately. Instead, he pulled out the Chen Feng Sword and practiced the parts he remembered in his mind intermittently.
After Chen Feng finished practicing, Feng Qingyang smiled.
"That's right, I've probably memorized a quarter of them in total. The Qingfeng Thirteen Clan's moves are exquisite, so it's great to be able to memorize so many of them."
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The Qingfeng Thirteenth Clan was indeed much more advanced than Huashan's swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship, this Qingfeng Thirteenth Clan should be on par with the evil-repelling sword manual.
The most important thing is that it does not require cutting off the penis, so it is not too conscientious.
In the next few days, Chen Feng followed Feng Qingyang and learned the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles. The main reason was that Feng Qingyang had no sword manual in his mind for this swordsmanship, so he could only demonstrate it to Chen Feng one by one, until
Until he remembers it completely.
And Chen Feng's memory and comprehension were also strong enough. In just three days, he had completely memorized the Thirteen Clan in his mind.
A week later, still beside the waterfall, Chen Feng held a sharp sword, and a set of gentle swordsmanship with a hint of murderous intent appeared in his hand again.
Suddenly, Chen Feng's sword technique changed. At that moment, a breeze seemed to surround him, and leaves followed the path of his sword.
But it didn't last long, the breeze dispersed and the leaves fell.
Everything returned to calm, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.
"Huh, as expected, the Qingfeng Thirteenth Clan is not that easy to practice. It will probably take some time to achieve a small level of success."
After checking that it was getting late, Chen Feng put away his sword. Tomorrow was the day to set off for the Five Sacred Mountains Conference.
After all, the Five Mountains Conference is less than half a month away, so it’s almost time to set off.
Early the next morning, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong took Yue Lingshan, Chen Feng, Linghu Chong and seven other fairly strong disciples on horseback to the Songshan sect, where the Five Mountains Conference was held.
Songshan is located in Henan Province, on the border with Shaanxi. If you want to get there quickly, it will only take four or five days.
However, Chen Feng and others were not in a hurry, and hurried along relatively slowly. After a week, they finally entered the territory of Songshan Mountain.
Just as he was about to go to the Songshan Sect, a group of disciples happened to come down from the Songshan Sect. Seeing them, curious eyes appeared in their eyes.
But when they walked in and saw that they were members of the Huashan Sect, they all showed disdain for a moment. As they walked away, they turned back and said a few words from time to time.
"Eh? Isn't this the Huashan sect?"
"I heard that this disciple of the Huashan Sect has been unable to even enter the finals of the Five Sacred Mountains Conference for several consecutive years."
"How can the Huashan Sect be called the Five Mountains together with our Songshan Sect?"
Several disciples did not cover up what they said at all, and almost every word reached the ears of Chen Feng and others.
Yue Buqun's face turned purple when he heard this. He had received such discrimination when he first came to the Songshan Sect. If he hadn't wanted to maintain his reputation as a gentleman's sword, he would have chased after and killed these disciples with one sword.
Moreover, the words of these Songshan Sect disciples were too rude, and even Ning Zhongze, who had a good temper, looked extremely ugly at this time.
Not to mention some of the disciples behind him, their eyes were red. If the master and wife were not there, they would have almost rushed to fight.
Chen Feng was the only one who took the initiative to ignore these people. There was no trace of anger in his heart. From the beginning to the end, he looked calmly from left to right, admiring the scenery of Songshan Mountain.
As for the unpleasant words, who wouldn't say it? Don't they just think that the Huashan faction is weak, so why not beat them back this year?
Only mediocre people would disturb themselves. How would Chen Feng, the dignified future swordsman, be angry with these children?
Arriving at the gate of the Songshan Sect, it seemed that the people of the Songshan Sect already knew about the arrival of Yue Buqun and others.
A man who looked like a disciple stepped forward and saluted Yue Buqun.
"Xu Lian, a disciple of Songshan Sect, has met Master Yue."
"This nephew does not need to be polite. Mr. Yue and my Huashan disciples are here to participate in the Five Sacred Mountains Conference."
Yue Buqun's face was still calm and calm, but he was already furious in his heart. Zuo Lengchan went too far. He came to attend the Five Mountains Conference, but he only sent an unknown disciple to receive them.
"The master has already prepared a place for Master Yue and all the brothers and sisters of the Huashan Sect. I will take you there right away."
Xu Lian was just an ordinary disciple of the Songshan Sect. Although he looked down upon the Huashan Sect in his heart, he still did not dare to make too many mistakes in front of the head of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun.
So he took the people from the Huashan Sect to the accommodation arranged for them.
Seeing the residence, Yue Buqun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Songshan sect didn't do anything about the residence. It was still the same residence as before, and it was not much different from the other three sects.
After bringing Yue Buqun and others to the place, the disciple named Xu Lian left.
Yue Buqun threw the salute on the table and sat down on the chair. His face was gloomy, obviously he was very angry with Songshan.
"This Songshan sect and this Zuo Lengchan are really bullying people too much."
Yue Buqun slammed the sword in his hand on the table.
"Senior Brother, who made our Huashan Sect weak now? However, what these Songshan Sect disciples said is really unpleasant."
Ning Zhong walked up behind Yue Buqun and rubbed his shoulders, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"You bastards, if you don't practice your sword properly, you will make a fool of yourself every time you come here."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Yue Buqun simply pointed at Linghu Chong and scolded the others.
Linghu Chong and the others also knew that they were in great disgrace this time. They all shrank their necks and did not dare to speak. They looked like little sheep being stared at by wolves.
After scolding him for a full ten minutes, Yue Buqun vented a little of his anger.
Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Feng.
Being locked by this gaze, Chen Feng panicked and lowered his head. I haven't caused any trouble yet? You don't want to scold yourself, do you?
However, what made Chen Feng relieved was that Yue Buqun's eyes when he looked at him were not reproachful, but full of complexity.
"Feng'er, I don't care about your schedule in Songshan these two days, you can make up your own mind."
"???"
Chen Feng, who originally lowered his head, suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of doubts.
Listening to Yue Buqun's words, Chen Feng was dumbfounded. What did this sentence mean?
Just when he was puzzled, Ning Zhong, who was already packing his luggage, turned around.
First he glared at Yue Buqun, then looked at Chen Feng with a sullen face.
"Feng'er, don't listen to your master. The Songshan sect is not my Huashan. Don't make trouble. If something goes wrong, it won't be easy to solve in the end."
"..."
When Ning Zhongze said this, Chen Feng understood what Yue Buqun was saying.