Why did Feng Qingyang live in seclusion in the back of Huashan Mountain and not care about worldly affairs? On the one hand, it was because he was hurt by the sword fight, and on the other hand, it was not because of his status embarrassment.
The issue of Feng Qingyang's identity can be said to be a sore point for Feng Qingyang. Now that Yue Buqun bluntly said that he was just an abandoned disciple of the Huashan Sect, how could Feng Qingyang not become angry in shame?
"I am so angry that Feng will clean up the family today on behalf of the ancestors of the Huashan Sect!"
Feng Qingyang waved his long sleeves, raised his hand and slapped Yue Buqun with his palm. Yue Buqun shrank his eyes and swayed, and saw a faint purple cloud flashing over his face, and the purple cloud magical power was operating.
Opening up, he raised his hand and gave Feng Qingyang a palm strike.
After decades of Qing Dynasty practicing the Zixia Magic Kung Fu, not to mention other things, at least Yue Buqun's rich and pure internal Kung Fu is rare.
With one blow, Yue Buqun felt a strong and powerful attack, and couldn't help but feel his breath shake. He took a few steps back to stabilize his body, while Feng Qingyang's body swayed slightly.
Obviously, Feng Qingyang has been practicing for a long time, and in terms of inner breath, he is only slightly ahead of Yue Buqun.
Feng Qingyang was a member of the Huashan Sword Sect, so he was naturally good at swordsmanship. Although his internal strength was not bad, it was far behind compared to his superb swordsmanship.
Moreover, what Yue Buqun practiced was the Zixia magic skill passed down directly from the head of the Huashan sect, which Feng Qingyang was not qualified to practice. Therefore, Yue Buqun relied on his strong internal skills to achieve a goal with Feng Qingyang.
Although he was tough, he was only slightly at a disadvantage.
However, Yue Buqun did not dare to underestimate Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang had become famous decades ago, relying on his superb swordsmanship.
Now that Feng Qingyang has been cultivating Qingqing for so many years, even his inner breath is extremely strong. If coupled with that exquisite swordsmanship, Yue Buqun is not arrogant enough to think that he can fight against him.
"Okay, okay, just because you can take my blow without being defeated, your cultivation is worthy of the title of the leader of Huashan. It's a pity that you shouldn't be obsessed with it and become the eagle dog of the court."
With the sword drawn in his hand, Yue Buqun looked at Feng Qingyang without being humble or arrogant and said: "Now Yue Buqun will dare to learn about the Dugu Nine Swords that Uncle Feng wields to control the world."
Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand and saw a branch falling into his hand. He reached out and brushed it, and all the branches were suddenly broken off, leaving only one branch. With the branch in his hand, Feng Qingyang said: "Feng is proud of the Dugu Nine Swords"
, a lifetime of enlightenment can only reach the realm of the sword of grass and trees. Compared with the sages, it is far behind! But today it is enough to teach you this sect’s evil deeds.”
As he spoke, the branch in his hand shook, and a powerful sword energy swept towards Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun had long known that Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, but now seeing Feng Qingyang using a branch to deal with him made Yue Buqun feel a little dissatisfied.
No matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, do you think that a mere tree branch can compete with the sword in your hand?
In a flash of thought, Yue Buqun stabbed out with his sword. The Huashan School inherited it from Quanzhen. The swordsmanship is majestic and deeply rooted in the essence of Taoism. The swordsmanship practiced for decades can be said to have been imprinted in Yue Buqun's bones. One sword strike.
Naturally, the sky is full of sword shadows.
"Chong'er, watch carefully, this is the Dugu Nine Swords!"
Holding a tree branch in one hand, his sword energy was fierce, and he actually found a flaw in Yue Buqun's sword technique and attacked Yue Buqun's vitals.
Yue Buqun was so shocked that he almost instinctively defended himself. The Dugu Nine Swordsmanship was superior to the Huashan School's swordsmanship. In addition, Feng Qingyang was a disciple of the Huashan School's swordsmanship. It could be said that the Huashan School's swordsmanship was superior.
It couldn't be more familiar.
Yue Buqun used the Huashan School swordsmanship to deal with Feng Qingyang. It could almost be said that he was just a master of his own trade. It was strange that he could take advantage of Feng Qingyang.
The clanging sound was endless, and Yue Buqun almost used all the sword skills he had learned. However, every time he made a sword move, Feng Qingyang seemed to see through the flaw in his sword skills and hit his vital points.
This made Yue Buqun retreat continuously.
Only after Yue Buqun fought against Feng Qingyang did he understand why Feng Qingyang had such a great reputation back then. Even within their Huashan sect, Feng Qingyang was vaguely the number one person.
His current level of cultivation is not much different from that of his master back then, but in Feng Qingyang's hands, he didn't even have room to fight back.
Even Feng Qingyang was suppressing him while explaining to Linghu Chong at the side, completely treating him as a sparring partner to teach Linghu Chong swordsmanship.
All I heard was Feng Qingyang yelling: "Let go!"
The next moment, Yue Buqun felt a sharp pain in his wrist, almost as a conditioned reflex, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Don't hurt daddy!"
At this moment, a tender cry came out, and a figure flew towards Yue Buqun and stood in front of Yue Buqun. Who could it be if it wasn't Yue Lingshan?
Ning Zhong couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yue Lingshan standing in front of Yue Buqun. Although she said she didn't agree with Yue Buqun's surrender to the court for the rise of the Huashan faction, she didn't want to see any harm done to Yue Buqun.
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Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Buqun and said: "Yue Buqun, please abdicate and make way for someone worthy of your talents!"
Yue Buqun looked at Feng Qingyang, then at Linghu Chong and couldn't help laughing. He floated on the high roof and roared: "Yue is no match for you, but one day,
Yue will return to Huashan!"
As he spoke, Yue Buqun nodded towards Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan and said, "Junior sister, Shan'er, take care of yourself!"
"Brother!"
"Daddy!"
However, Yue Buqun's figure rose and fell several times. Before the disciples of the Huashan Sect rushed over, his figure floated away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After forcing Yue Buqun away, Feng Qingyang naturally pushed Linghu Chong to take over, while Ning Zhong, who was devastated, chose to support Linghu Chong to become the new head of Huashan.
In Ning Zhongze's view, Yue Buqun chose to join the imperial court because the burden on his shoulders was too heavy. If Yue Buqun was no longer the leader of the Huashan Sect, maybe she could persuade him
Know your way back when you've lost your way.
The Huashan Sect suddenly changed its leader while many people in the world were stunned.
Yue Buqun, who went down the mountain, naturally went to the county town where Qian Hu lived. After all, he was also a guard of Qian Hu, with a group of people under his command.
The news of the change of ownership of the Huashan Sect spread a few days later. Most of the people who paid attention to this were people from the Jianghu. If they were not from the Jianghu, they naturally had no interest.
Even among the thousands of people in Jinyiwei's office, quite a few people didn't know Yue Buqun's identity at all, and everyone was talking about it.
In the study room, Yue Buqun was sitting there in a bullfight uniform, his official power naturally revealed, while Zheng Hu, a member of the Jin Yiwei Bai family, stood aside and looked at Yue Buqun, with a somewhat hesitant look on his face.
Yue Buqun glanced at Zheng Hu and said, "What does Zheng Baihu have to say?"
Zheng Hu's spirit was shaken, and he quickly saluted Yue Buqun and said, "Sir, there are rumors that the Huashan Sect has changed hands. This matter..."
Yue Buqun nodded lightly and said: "Yue Mou surrendered to the governor and was exposed as a member of the Jinyi Guard Qianhu. The old man in the sect could not allow Yue Mou to continue to be the leader, so Yue Mou was kicked out.
Huashan Sect, the position of leader of Huashan Sect naturally belongs to someone else!"
Zheng Hu was stunned, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face and said: "Sir, do you want my subordinates to help you regain your position as the head of the Huashan Sect?"
Yue Buqun waved his hand and said, "No need, Yue has his own concerns about this matter."
Zheng Hu nodded, glanced at Yue Buqun and whispered: "Sir, if I remember correctly, tomorrow is the day when I will send someone to Huashan to deliver the supplies needed by the Huashan Sect. Your Excellency is no longer the leader of the Huashan Sect.
, this material..."
The Huashan Sect now has many disciples, and the materials they consume every month are not a small amount. For this reason, Yue Buqun specifically ordered Zheng Hu to send the materials needed by the Huashan Sect up the mountain on time every month.
Hearing Zheng Hu's words, Yue Buqun sighed softly and said: "Keep sending, they can be unkind, but Yue can't be unjust, how can those disciples of Yue be wronged!"
Hearing this, Zheng Hu cupped his hands with admiration and said: "Your Excellency is so righteous, my subordinates will go down and pass the order and send the supplies up the mountain tomorrow!"
Yue Buqun nodded slightly and said, "Thank you Zheng Baihu!"
He has been the leader of the Huashan Sect for a few days. Although many disciples are very puzzled by the disappearance of Yue Buqun and the sudden transfer to Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong is indeed the eldest disciple of the leader and the next generation leader as everyone knows.
On the one hand, Ning Zhongze came forward, so there was no trouble in the Huashan sect.
Linghu Chong was holding a wine gourd in one hand and practicing his sword at the same time, when a figure in the distance ran over and said from a distance: "Brother, head, senior brother!"
Sheathing his sword and standing, Linghu Chong took a sip of wine and said to the visitor: "Junior brother, you are here in a hurry, but what's the matter?"
Lu Da looked at Linghu Chong with a wry smile. Ever since Linghu Chong became the head of the sect, he became tired of the affairs of the sect on the third day and left them to him and several disciples to take care of. However, he drank all day long.
, practice sword.
"Senior brother, the junior brother who is in charge of managing the warehouse came here just now, but there is not much material on the mountain. I am afraid that in a few days, we will run out of food!"
"What, running out of food? How is this possible? Our Huashan sect doesn't even have any savings? No matter what, we won't run out of food!"
Linghu Chong looked at Lu Dayou in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it.
Lu Dayou smiled bitterly and said: "If it hadn't been for my junior brother and me to go to the warehouse in person, I wouldn't have known that our Huashan sect's family was so poor. I can't imagine that Master, he has taken care of the Huashan sect in such an orderly manner.
Now that I think about it, I really don’t know how the master managed it before."
Linghu Chong's face turned red, he coughed slightly and said, "Dayou, take me to the warehouse!"
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