Night Wind nodded, turned his head to look at Zhang Qingyun with an excited face, and sighed: "Yes!

"Hehe, senior brother, that welcomes the senior brother back to the mountain, the senior brother Ma Yunfei has seen the senior brother, the senior brother is mighty. Ma Yunfei next to him recognized it as soon as the night breeze went up the mountain, but he had his own little abacus in his heart, and immediately stepped forward and licked his face.

A pair of big eyes with ring eyebrows squeezed out a little smile, and a look of flattery.

As a disciple of Huashan's inner sect, how could Ma Yunfei not know the status of the senior brother, and now to please him, maybe the senior brother is in a good mood and can give a few pointers, wouldn't it be a hair for him.

With the reform of the Huashan faction in recent years, the regulations in the door have become more and more stringent, in the past, the inner disciples could also enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select martial arts, but now they need to contribute points, and within a year, only the top ten in the sect competition can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select martial arts, as for the other inner disciples, they need to work hard to earn contribution points, and exchange contribution points for martial arts.

And although Huashan's disciples are not weak now, there are only three first-class true disciples and Linghu Chong who can take charge of themselves, so the contribution points within the sect, they can only earn some by instructing the outer disciples, cleaning up, patrolling, guarding the mountain gate and issuing some tasks by the head or the head of the sect's wife, and there is no other way.

This also led to the pursuit of contribution points by some inner disciples, after all, without contribution points, they could not learn new martial arts at all, so their strength could not be improved, so at this time, seeing the night breeze, how could Ma Yunfei not be tempted.

After all, the disciples in the door all know that the senior brother Yefeng is known as a martial arts classic, and the martial arts on Huashan Mountain, the senior brother will be able to, if he can get the guidance of the night wind, Ma Yunfei believes that his martial arts will improve by leaps and bounds, and he will not stop at thirty-five for next year's big competition.

Ye Feng looked at Ma Yunfei's expression, of course he understood his thoughts, after all, this contribution point was formulated by Ye Feng and Yue Buqun, how could he not know that the contribution point was difficult to earn, but as the senior brother of the Huashan faction, he was not good at favoritism, and he couldn't teach them new martial arts, but there was no problem in guiding the two of them in martial arts.

Night Wind smiled and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Ma, don't be so flattering, I don't know your mind yet?"

"Thank you Senior Brother for your advice!" Ma Yunfei said casually, with an excited smile on his rough face, but Zhang Qingyun next to him was excited, and said to the night wind: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Night Wind smiled and walked towards the mountain gate, just after walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned around and asked, "The master is in Chaoyang Peak now?"

"Yes, Senior Brother, you go slowly!" the groveling Ma Yunfei immediately responded.

Night Wind smiled helplessly, shook his head, and turned towards Chaoyang Peak.

As soon as Ma Yunfei turned around, he was startled by Zhang Qingyun's disdainful expression.

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Zhang, are you very envious of Senior Brother's eloquence, you must know that the entire Huashan may not be ranked in the top ten if you want to talk about martial arts, but if you want to talk about eloquence, Senior Brother can be said to be the first in Huashan!"

Zhang Qingyun made a vomit and said: "I don't admire your eloquence, but I admire your shamelessness!"

"Cut! What do you know, Senior Brother is the martial arts treasure of our Huashan Sect, if we can be guided by Senior Brother alone, our martial arts will definitely improve by leaps and bounds next year, maybe next year we can still enter the top ten and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

Regarding Ma Yunfei's statement, although Zhang Qingyun agreed with it in his heart, he said: "You are still in the top ten! I think you are already in the top 30!"

"Cut! You're jealous! I'm telling you, you're jealous!"

Zhang Qingyun glanced at him with disdain, lowered his head and stopped talking, and began to clean up.

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Huashan Chaoyang Peak.

Yue Buqun sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, exhaling the true qi, with the cultivation of the new cultivation of the "Zixia Sutra", Yue Buqun could feel the extraordinaryness of the exercises, and even he could say that the "Zixia Sutra" has now become the first divine skill of the real Huashan, and the characteristics contained in it alone to accommodate hundreds of rivers make it not inferior to the "Jiuyin Sutra", not to mention that it also contains some of the essence of "Qiankun Great Shift" and "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

In the past six months since he revised the "Zixia True Scripture", Yue Buqun's martial arts progress has also been greatly improved, compared to the "Zixia Divine Skill" he had practiced before, but it was different.

In addition to the "Zixia True Scripture", Yue Buqun also cultivated the "Qingfeng Nine Swords", but compared to the progress of the "Zixia True Scripture", "Qingfeng Nine Swords" is far behind, after all, it does not match the artistic conception he comprehended, so he only cultivated it to a small success in half a year, but he modified his own "Chaoyang Yiqi Sword" a lot according to "Qingfeng Nine Swords", although the power of "Chaoyang Yiqi Sword" after cultivation has increased greatly, but that's all, it is still not as good as "Qingfeng Nine Swords" or even "Dugu Nine Swords" It's not as good, but after all, it is the most suitable for Yue Buqun, so his swordsmanship realm has also improved by leaps and bounds.

After running the "Zixia True Scripture" for nine weeks, Yue Buqun opened his eyes, stood up, stood on the top of the peak with his hands in his hands, and looked at the morning sun in the distance, and the longing for the night breeze in his heart was also increasing day by day.

Unconsciously, it has been more than half a year since Night Wind left Huashan, speaking of which, since Night Wind came down the mountain, Yue Buqun has always been worried, although he knows that Night Wind is already a top master, and even martial arts are not under him, but after all, Night Wind was raised by them since childhood, in his and Ning Zhongze's hearts, like his own son, how can he not worry, not to mention that Night Wind is also related to the rise of Huashan.

Just when Yue Buqun was stunned, a sound of clothes breaking through the air came.

"Who?"

Yue Buqun's eyes flashed, and he reached out and held the long sword in his hand and shouted.

"Master!"

Before the words fell, a familiar voice sounded in Yue Buqun's ears, Yue Buqun looked around, only to see a familiar white figure like a ghost coming towards the mountain, stepping on the mysterious steps under his feet, walking out in one step, three feet away in a blink of an eye, less than a breath, the figure had fallen to the top of Chaoyang Peak, kneeling down

"Disciple Night Wind has seen the master!"

Before Yue Buqun came back to his senses, he saw Ye Feng on his knees, knelt down to him, and immediately stepped forward, helped Ye Feng up, and said with an excited look in his eyes: "Hurry up! Get up! You kid finally knows that you're back!"