"After Senior Sister Gao went down the mountain, she has not returned to the mountain for seven years, I heard that she is a little entangled with a certain character in the rivers and lakes, although I Huashan can't help but marry, but the name of the disciple is not allowed to be ruined. Hua Zhenzhen said seriously.

"Hmm. Feng Zhou nodded: "I heard that she was entangled with a guy named Hu Tiehua, but Hu Tiehua is a prodigal son and has always been irresponsible. ”

Feng Zhou said casually.

Solving this kind of thing, although it is a bit troublesome, but it can't be said how difficult it is, it is great to click Hu Tiehua with a sword, and break Gao Yanan's thoughts.

This point, let alone Hua Zhenzhen, even Master Kumei can do it. So Feng Zhou knew that Hua Zhenzhen must have follow-ups.

"When the previous head of the Drinking Rain Master was alive, the Huashan faction was in its heyday, and many heavy treasures were collected for this sect, including a Nine Dragon Cup, and a one-foot-high jade beauty, all of which were priceless, if they were sold, they would be regarded as the main courtyard of the Huashan Sect could also be built, but I found that they had disappeared as early as a year ago last month. "Hua Zhen Zhendao.

Feng Zhou nodded: "If these two heavy treasures were sold by Master Kumei, how could I build a house with some savings in my hand, but now that a year has passed, the Huashan faction is even more dilapidated." So Master Kumei's mind is a little strange. ”

"What's even more bizarre is that just fifteen days ago, I discovered that the sword spectrum and mental method of our Huashan faction's secret "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" were missing. Hua Zhenzhen said.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Zhou immediately frowned.

The seven major schools of martial arts are equally famous, although "Shaolin" and "Wudang" are the heads of the internal and external families, in fact, "Kunlun", "Diancang", "Emei", "Nanhai", "Huashan", also have their own strengths, and these seven major schools respect each other, but they will never give in to each other.

It's just that when it comes to swordsmanship, no matter which sect or faction, they will never dare to compete with Huashan, just because the Huashan faction's set of "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" is indeed graceful and unattainable, and even Kunlun's "Flying Dragon Big Nine Style" is inferior to its puppet.

The "Thirteen Styles of Breeze" is wonderful in the word "light", and what is paid attention to is: "It seems to be nothing, it seems to be real and virtual, and it seems to have not changed." "Just like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found, since the opponent can't figure out his sword path and moves at all, how can he avoid parrying.

Gao Yanan, the first disciple of Huashan, is known as the "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles", but he has learned the nine styles.

Except for Gao Yanan, Master Kumei did not teach this "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" mental method to any disciple at all.

But now this sword technique is gone.

Feng Zhou stared at Hua Zhenzhen seriously, and she looked at Feng Zhou without blinking.

After a long time, Feng Zhou said: "You suspect that Master Kumei is guarding and stealing, so you didn't discuss with her, and made up an excuse to come to Jinling directly to find me." ”

Hua Zhenzhen said in a low voice: "Master Kumei is my nominal master after all, if I break it directly, it is equivalent to tearing my face, the Huashan faction is already extremely weak, once there is infighting, I am afraid that I will be laughed at by the world." ”

This is a very thoughtful and thoughtful girl.

"So you came to me, hoping to solve the situation of the Huashan faction, and at the same time find out the people behind the "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" and the "Jade Beauty", clean up in one fell swoop, and let the Huashan faction return to the top, isn't it?" Feng Zhou asked with a smile.

Hua Zhenzhen lowered his head shyly, then raised his head again, and said: "Mother told me on her deathbed that since Huashan Qijian was killed by Li Qi of Huangshan, so that Huashan has declined for decades, and now the only one who can drag the Huashan faction out of the cliff and towards Zhongxing is you, uncle, but your uncle is a man." ”

She spoke in a calm but resolute tone.

"But the rules are set by people, and they can also be changed by people, now Huashan is declining, even the master of Kumei has the intention of abandoning Huashan, this Huashan has not changed for hundreds of years, I really want to think about it, only my uncle can bear it. ”

"So, is my uncle willing to take over the Huashan Portal and revive the Huashan faction?" Hua Zhenzhen said, looking at Feng Zhou seriously with a pair of eyes.

For a moment, Feng Zhou thought of the various worlds he had experienced, the children of him and his friends.

That's right, Hua Zhenzhen is eighteen years old, with a pair of cyan eyes with spirituality, the bridge of the nose is straight and delicate, although the cherry lips are very thin, a pair of big eyes and bright stars cannot be found in the sky.

Such a beautiful girl is enough to drive those teenagers crazy.

But Feng Zhou knows that she is not only his niece, but also the descendant of his own family, and his only living relative in the world (the protagonist Keqin)

He is also a like-minded person within the Huashan faction.

Yes, Feng Zhou firmly believes that he is from the Huashan faction.

Probably because of the last Ming Dynasty, his various entanglements with the Huashan faction made his heart irresistibly integrated into the Huashan faction.

"I do. ”

Feng Zhou nodded.

Revive the Huashan faction, I'm the best at this!

Moreover, even if it is a country, I can pull him back from the brink of collapse, let alone a gang?

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor under the sky for a moment: "Kumei has been in charge of the portal for nearly thirty years, not only has it carried forward the Huashan faction, but it is suspected of destroying the sect. ”

"That's great, then when are we going back to Huashan?" Hua Zhenzhen said excitedly.

They have the blood of the Huashan faction in their veins, how can they watch the Huashan faction fall into the abyss?

Revitalizing Huashan is not only their mission, but also their wish.

"Not right now. Feng Zhou said, but a sneer flashed on his face: "If you want to take the top position, you need outstanding merits to suppress a group of young people, so I want to walk the rivers and lakes now, recreate the prestige of the Huashan faction, and let the evil people in the world hear the three words 'Huashan faction' and dare not cry at night, so that Kumei feels that sitting in the position of the head of Huashan is like sitting on pins and needles, so that the guy behind her can no longer feel the joy of life, that is when I ascend to the head of the Huashan faction." ”

Hua Zhenzhen frowned slightly, and said, "Uncle, but how long will it take? If it takes too long, Qingfeng Thirteen Style ......"

"Are you worried that the Qingfeng Thirteen Style will be learned and spread all over the rivers and lakes?" Feng Zhou asked with a smile.

Hua Zhenzhen nodded, but then shook his head again: "The enemy is hidden in the dark, if the uncle is too high-profile, he is afraid of startling the snake." ”

"That's nothing, although the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles are the secret of my Huashan Sect, isn't it also a star picker? The strength of my Huashan Sect lies in the fact that each generation of outstanding disciples will not stick to the rules, but will be brave and diligent, constantly reforming and innovating, and constantly forging ahead, so that the Huashan Sect can become stronger and stronger, relying on the martial arts passed down by several ancestors, what if the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles leak out?

"A big hero should be like this!" Hua Zhenzhen looked at his uncle's bearing and couldn't help but admire it.

No wonder the elders of the family pinned their hopes on him for the revival of Huashan, the Huashan faction has him, and what is the former residence of the woman in charge of the portal?

"Where is the first step for uncle?" asked Hua Zhenzhen curiously.

"Beijing!" Feng Zhou smiled slightly: "I have heard of the Nine Dragon Cup and the Jade Beauty, they are all in the capital, among which the Nine Dragon Cup was obtained by Qiu Xiaohou, and the Jade Beauty was bought by the son of a wealthy family, Jin Banhua, but unfortunately I don't know that they are treasured by my Huashan faction, otherwise ......"

Feng Zhou said with a smile, but he understood a lot in his heart.

Jin Banhua, isn't it the prince of the capital who bowed his head to him in Jiaxing!

Since his family dares to collect the jade beauties of my Huashan faction, he should honestly dedicate them.

"I need to leave as soon as possible, otherwise, it's going to be late!"

Feng Zhou said lightly.

A day later, a luxurious carriage sailed north from Jinling, unveiling a legendary prelude.