Chapter Seventy-Seven: Thinking of the Cliff Retreat
Afraid for a while, Yue Buqun immediately said: "Uncle! It's the disciple's negligence, please forgive me." ”
After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, his heart was also a lot more comfortable, after all, Ye Feng's behavior just now really scared him, and he waved his hand at Yue Buqun and said: "Okay, now is not the time to hold him accountable, we must think of a proper way, and it is not advisable to put the cheats into the Scripture Pavilion casually like Feng'er." ”
Yue Buqun nodded, after all, as Feng Qingyang said, ordinary martial arts really don't matter, but some sensitive martial arts and divine skills can't be so sloppy, all along, although Yue Buqun also knows that this can't be done, but because Huashan is busy with affairs, he doesn't have time to sort it out, now that such a thing has happened, it's time to sort out the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, after all, it is related to the inheritance of Huashan, but there can't be a little mistake.
Thinking about it, Yue Buqun said to Feng Qingyang: "Uncle Shi, let's go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion now! Deal with some hidden dangers quickly, if it takes a long time, if something happens, it will not be something that we Huashan can afford now!"
After speaking, the two of them walked out of the "Luoxia Xuan" and headed towards the Scripture Pavilion.
When he arrived at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Yue Buqun first went to the fourth floor, looking at the above several divine skills, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Dugu Nine Swords", "Innate Gong", "Nine Yin True Scripture", "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", etc., he felt a little dark in front of him, and he felt the urge to beat the night wind badly, picked up these martial arts, and went down to the third floor, along the way, Yue Buqun felt that his brain was getting more and more painful, and the cheats on his body could no longer be installed, so he had to find a package again, and began to pack it up with Feng Qingyang.
It wasn't until the afternoon that the hidden dangers in the Scripture Pavilion were eliminated, but looking back at the one-person-high package behind him, Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang both showed a wry smile.
Then, the two of them picked up the package and walked towards the Qingyun Pavilion in the back mountain, and in front of the mountain wall of the back mountain, Yue Buqun opened it, and walked in with the breeze, and saw that Ning Zhong was still busy inside.
Seeing Dao Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang walking in, he raised his head and said, "Senior uncle, why are you here?"
Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang looked at each other and smiled bitterly, Yue Buqun said, "Madam, isn't it Feng'er?"
Ning Zhong said with a puzzled expression: "Is there something wrong with this? Can't these martial arts be put in the Scripture Pavilion?"
Listening to Ning Zhongze's words, Yue Buqun remembered that it had always been Ning Zhongze and Ye Feng who had entered the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the cheats in it had also been put in by the two of them, and said with a wry smile: "Madam, why are you so confused, you must know that the martial arts here not only contain a lot of divine skill cheats, but also the martial arts of other sects, so wouldn't it tell the disciples of Huashan that we Huashan have a large number of divine skills?"
"And the most important thing is that the martial arts that Feng'er got back this time not only wiped out the martial arts of the Tianshan faction, but even had sixty-three Shaolin stunts, you must know that even if it is Shaolin, it has been inherited for so many years, and the seventy-two stunts are not complete, I don't know if there are still sixty-three gates, do you say it is appropriate to put it in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"
Ning Zhong heard her husband say this, and then suddenly realized: "So that's the case, but husband, there is a senior uncle guarding the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so there shouldn't be a problem!"
Feng Qingyang said with a bitter face: "Xiao Ning'er, you really look up to your uncle, you must know that your uncle is only in the late stage, there are many people in the rivers and lakes who are better than your uncle, do you say that there will be no problems?
Ning Zhongze's face suddenly turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, I don't know, I just think that Uncle Shi is foolproof to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so I will put some magic cheats into it." ”
"Okay! Don't talk about it! Let's sort it out quickly! After putting these martial arts away, we will take out all of our Huashan's own martial arts and put them in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! In the future, all the secret books above the intermediate level of divine skills can definitely not be put into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" Yue Buqun interrupted the words of the two, but in his heart it was not good to blame Ning Zhongze, after all, this was not her problem, but to blame herself for not making it clear.
After speaking, the three of them began to sort it out, put all the martial arts of Shengong and Shaolin and Tianshan into the secret room, and took out all the mastery of Huashan, after all, there is no shortage of magic in Huashan now, as for the first-class martial arts, it is no longer in the eyes of a few people, and even "Zixia Divine Skill" was taken out by the three of them, and the three of them discussed, in the future, Qingyun Pavilion will only put intermediate and above divine skills, and all the below will be put into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
After finishing up, several people quickly left Qingyun Pavilion and returned to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and it was not until night fell that the three of them got everything right.
The two of them both looked at Ning Zhong and said, "You must not do this in the future." ”
Ning Zhong suddenly said with a shy face: "Got it!"
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But he said that the night wind went out of the Scripture Pavilion, returned to the house, picked up the long sword, and went all the way to the Siguo Cliff, not knowing what happened after he left.
Passing through Chaoyang Peak, like a wild goose, rushing straight up to the Siguo Cliff, in a blink of an eye, it landed on the Siguo Cliff, looking at the Siguo Cliff covered by heavy snow, and the heart was quiet.
In front of the walkway cave, wave your hand to blow away the heavy snow on the side of the cave with the palm wind, and then walked in, the cave at this time has already changed, only to see that the whole cave is extremely spacious, enough to accommodate a thousand people, and the cave that was engraved with swordsmanship before is connected, divided into nine hundred and eighty-one secret rooms.
Night Wind came to the first secret room, pushed open the stone door and walked in, there was nothing in the secret room, only a stone bed, and a stone table and stone bench were placed next to the stone bed. The whole secret room was dim and gloomy, giving people a feeling of oppression.
When the night breeze came to the stone bed, he began to clean up the stone bed, and after cleaning the entire stone room, he lay on the stone bed and recalled his experience.
The quiet wind blew on the cave, making a "whining" sound, which made people a little bored,
Night Wind is not a sentimental person, since he has made a mistake, he will admit punishment, so although no one urged him to come to Si Guoya, he still came here consciously, and he also understands that he should indeed close himself for a good time, after all, although he has a peerless practice, but his cultivation time is very short, which is why he is willing to be punished.
As for introspection, to be honest, Night Breeze has already reflected on it, and he has a deep understanding of his mistakes long before returning to the mountain.
As for the purpose of this retreat, first, it is to break through the peerless world, even if it cannot break through the peerless world, it must reach the pinnacle, second, to sort out all its own martial arts and create a suitable martial arts for itself, third, I hope to create a set of martial arts that can cultivate spiritual power, instead of a rough martial art like the "Cultivation of the Divine Technique" passed on to Feng Qingyang, and fourth, to polish my soul again, hoping that in the future I will not be as unconsciously undulating as now.
Thinking of this, Nightwind sat up.
"Qiang"
The sword flashed, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword, and waved it at the surrounding walls, for a while, the sword flickered, the dust flew, and they disturbed, the night wind seemed to be unaware, and the long sword in his hand did not stop until the walls were all painted.
The silver light flashed, but the sword was put into the sheath.