Stepping on the top of Mount Hua, Fang knew that what Ling Hu Chong said was true, and the spectacular scenery couldn't help but make his heart flutter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For more than 100 years, he has carried too much, but it is rare to have this opportunity to calm down and enjoy the picturesque scenery of nature.

Huashan is more than majestic compared to Wudang, and the danger is even worse, and it is different from the small mountain peaks that he walked with his father and mother when he was a child.

Thinking of his good mood when he was a child, it instantly disappeared: "As long as you live, what does it matter if I fall into the Infernal Hell?" Muttering to himself, some kind of decision had been made.

Looking at the two of them who were talking, he smiled and said, "I heard that there is a dangerous place in Huashan that is over the cliff, can you take us to see it?" ”

"Siguo Cliff is the place where my Huashan disciples have thought about the wall, three cliffs, only a long sky plank road is connected to the outside world, I have only heard its name, and I have not been there."

"And do you know where it is?"

"It's just on the east side of the south peak of the pole summit here."

"Interested in moving forward?"

After getting along for a short time, Yan Kang understood that Ling Hu Chong was the kind of person who was both good and evil, so his madness did not affect him. And most of these characters have a characteristic, that is, there is an inexplicable persistence behind their free and easy nature, just like Huang Yaoshi back then.

"Okay!" Make friends as you like, get along happily and put your heart into your heart, unpleasant and unpleasant, this kind of person is the best friend.

After a while, the group of three came to the waist of the south peak, which was full of cliffs, and a foot-length road made of stones came into view.

Looking at Liang Kuan, whose legs were trembling a little, Wan Yankang smiled, "Kuan'er is afraid?" ”

"Let the Lord laugh, seeing that this road is very narrow, I can't help but think of the scene of falling off the cliff a month ago, and I have palpitations." Then he changed the topic and said, "How does Brother Linghu feel?" ”

"I didn't fall off a cliff." As he spoke, he jumped onto the stone pavement, and his tone was quite playful.

"You stinky boy, let's see if I'll get you drunk!" The words also chased after him.

The two ran and chased, but disappeared at the corner of the plank road in a moment.

Memories always make people feel emotional, looking at the stone plank road, he remembered the plank road that Bao Xi weakly carried him on. When he was a child, he had a very serious fear of heights, which was the root of the disease left by falling down the slide, but he played a child's temper and did not want the family to play because of him, so he wrapped his bag and regretted his weak back, and walked through the mountain plank road that does not seem high now.

The lack of expectation of reality makes people unconsciously want to immerse themselves in the past, and the good thing to say is nostalgia, and the bad thing is to be old, and there is no vitality to constantly yearn for the future.

It's just that he still has something to do to do, so he packed up his mood and came to the Siguo Cliff first.

The moment the three of them came to Siguo Cliff, they had already attracted the attention of Feng Qingyang, who was living in seclusion on Siguo Cliff, and he stroked his long beard, "One is a little baby of the Huashan faction, one has acceptable internal strength, and the other has no internal strength, what are they doing here?" ”

"It's a little lonely to think about the cliff!"

"If it's beautiful, how can it be used to punish disciples?"

"Yes!"

"Lord, I wonder where we're going next? The subordinates were a little hungry. "Those who are modest have advantages and disadvantages, but they are more respectful than they are in awe.

Wan Yankang did not answer his question, but stood with his hands in his hands and faced one place, "Come out!" ”

The voice was not loud but it was like whispering in his ear, and since he was discovered, he simply appeared, "I don't want the old man to live for so many years but when he looks away, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" ”

"My surname is Wanyan, and my single name is a Kang character!"

Hearing this, his brows tightened, and he pondered, "Although there are countless martial arts families, there are not many who have a superior martial arts inheritance, but they have never heard of the surname Wanyan." ”

"Please forgive the old man for being lonely and unheard."

"My Shiqiu is on the machine, my uncle Hao Datong!" As his words rang out, he slowly rose, and the word "tong" stood in the air when he came out.

This unimaginable scene made the wind clear and Ling Hu Chong's heart trembled.

For a long time, he knelt down respectfully on the ground, "Huashan is clear and the wind is clear, please meet the ancestor!" "The most important person in the famous family, he is not without doubts about his identity, but since the other party can fly, he is already a fairy, and it is reasonable to live for hundreds of years.

"I wonder why the patriarch showed up to see him today?"

"I want you to go out of the mountain and take over as the head of Huashan!"

"This!"

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"The ancestor didn't know that back then... The battle of sword qi... So... And although Yue Buqun is a member of the Qi Sect, he has also worked hard for Huashan over the years, and I see it in my eyes, I..."

Linghu Chong understands no matter how stupid he is, not to mention that he is not only not stupid but also extremely smart, one of the two people in front of him is the ancestor of the Huashan faction, and the other is the ancestor of Huashan, he immediately knelt on the ground, "Patriarch, please listen to Chong'er's words, Master, he has done his best for Huashan, and please think twice!" ”

"You trust me?"

"Faith!"

"A few days ago, I calculated a hexagram for Huashan, if Yue Buqun is in charge of Huashan, there will be no place for Huashan in the rivers and lakes after more than ten years."

Ling Hu Chong didn't know how to speak, Wan Yankang continued: "If you take over as the head of Huashan and let Huashan hold the bull's ear of martial arts, I will help you break through the innate and increase your longevity to 200!" ”

But everyone has desires, the older people get, the stronger the desire for life, and then a little guidance, this desire is like a spark in the prairie fire, and the light in his eyes bursts out, "Thank you for the cultivation of the ancestors!" ”

Seeing this, he smiled slightly, took out a hundred jars of fine wine from the storage space, and after placing it beside Ling Hu Chong, he flew away from Huashan with Liang Kuan.

And Yue Buqun, who didn't know that his backyard was on fire, was still arguing with Zuo Lengchan, and using the psychology of each faction to maintain its independence and unwilling to give orders from multiple alliance leaders to sabotage the alliance of the Wuyue Sword Faction.

"Our Wuyue Sword Sect is in the same spirit, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that one faction is in trouble, and the four factions help each other, and there is no difference between forming an alliance or not!"

The words attracted Mount Tai, Heng Mountain, and Heng Mountain to echo one after another.

Just when Zuo Lengchan was forced to give up the alliance plan of the Five Peaks, the Sun Moon Divine Sect finally arrived.

After this battle, Ling Hu Chong was made a senior brother, the Demon Sect Elder Qu Yang and Hengshan Liu Zhengfeng became confidants, the Wuyue Sword Sect made an alliance, and Ren Xing was beaten into the dungeon soon after, and Dongfang Undefeated became the well-known Dongfang Undefeated.

"Sect Master, I don't understand, since you have already set up your own door, why do you take such good care of Huashan?"

"Am I good to Huashan?"

"There are windy old-timers who come forward, Huashan directly catches up with Taishan Beidou Shaolin and Wudang in martial arts, and then cultivates some masters to come out, Huashan and today's decline are not the same, how is it not good?"

"Hahaha!" Wan Yankang just smiled and didn't answer.

On the lonely cloud peak of Emei, "Bang! A handsome man with cold eyes threw away the sword in his hand angrily, "Is it true that as the rumors say, the sword intent of the Flying Immortal can only be understood by women?" I'm not reconciled! ”