Chapter 41 The Wind Blows Away

The cold moonlight shone on the ground, and in the courtyard, the night breeze was sitting on a stone bench and drinking himself, taking advantage of the moonlight, his eyes were slightly hazy.

It's been a long time since I've been so idle, and the last time it seemed to be on the mountain, thinking of the delicate little junior sister, the senior brother who loves wine like life, and the elf Lu Dayou, who is active, smiled slightly, raised his head and drank a glass.

Since breaking through the middle of the absolute peak, he feels that his tense mind has become more and more relaxed, probably because the pressure has become much less, and he seems to like to sigh more and more recently.

"Since Uncle Taishi is here, why don't you have a drink?"

Against the moonlight, the night wind suddenly said.

"Good boy, thanks to your master and wife, I am worried to death, but I don't want you to enjoy yourself here alone!" Before the words fell, a flower appeared in front of him, and Feng Qingyang sat on the other side of the stone table, looking at the night wind and smiling.

Ye Feng didn't speak, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass for Feng Qingyang, holding the wine glass and said, "Uncle Taishi! I think you also understand! In fact, with my current martial arts, even if there are more calculations?"

"Hahaha~ Not bad! It's not a loss to be the future heir of Huashan, it's heroic!" Feng Qingyang gave a thumbs up, picked up the wine glass in his hand and continued: "But after all, you don't want to capsize in the gutter! You must know that the rivers and lakes are not simple, even if your uncle has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, he does not dare to say that he really knows anything about the rivers and lakes." ”

Drained the wine in his hand, put it down and sighed and said: "And in the rivers and lakes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, who can really see the rivers and lakes clearly?" After speaking, he seemed to have some memories on his face.

"Okay, Uncle Tai, let's not talk about that, let's drink!" Night Breeze stood up and poured another glass for Feng Qingyang.

For the rivers and lakes, to be honest, if it weren't for the future development of Huashan, he really didn't want to understand, after all, the more he knew, the more he felt that the rivers and lakes were terrible, it was not at all the imaginary pleasure and hatred, but full of deceit, even compared to any industry he knew in his previous life, it can also be said to be a continuation of politics.

"Okay! Today, the old man will accompany you to have a good drink!"

With Feng Qingyang's understanding of the night wind, this kid actually doesn't look like a pure Jianghu person at all, but more like a hermit who cultivates, if he hadn't been adopted by Yue Buqun since he was a child, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so dedicated to Huashan, but this is also the blessing of Huashan.

chatting and chatting, the two gradually talked about martial arts, after all, compared to the heavy topic of rivers and lakes, martial arts can arouse the interest of the two more, and the night wind also talked about his own adventures to the wind Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, staring at the night breeze for a moment, until he finished speaking, he sighed: "Sometimes I really wonder if you are God's illegitimate son, you can encounter such an incredible thing, but you can directly break through from the first-class top strength to the middle of the peak, you must know that the old man has cultivated for more than fifty years to be the peak of the middle stage!" Thinking about the adventure of the night wind, and then thinking about himself, Feng Qingyang felt bored for a while, he really felt like a dog at a great age, and he raised his wine glass and couldn't help but drink it all.

But after all, the mood was different, and he slowly calmed down, but he turned his mind to the night wind and said: "But the old man is curious about your new "Zixia True Scripture", what kind of mystery does it have, and it can make you name it the "True Scripture" level divine skill?"

Night Wind didn't speak, smiled slightly, and said the mantra he named "Zixia True Scripture" and the characteristics it has one by one in the way of sound transmission.

Feng Qingyang listened and listened, his eyes were wide open, the corners of his mouth were slightly open, and he kept deducing the "Zixia True Scripture" in his mind, with his nearly sixty years of martial arts experience, he could only understand it for seven points, and the remaining three points were even more unseen and unheard of.

Even the martial arts contained in it, the method of operation, and the number of meridians that he passed through made him feel dizzy, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Is this really a martial art? How can he feel like he is reading the Tao Sutra and knows nothing?"

There were some of them that he knew, and some of them that he didn't know because he didn't understand what they did.

After being stunned for a long time, he came to his senses slightly, and said with admiration: "I really don't know how your kid created the "Zixia True Scripture", but he can't comprehend it with the old man's experience, no wonder you want to crown it with the "True Scripture" level of martial arts, but in the old man's opinion, I'm afraid that even the "True Scripture" level is not enough to describe this method!"

said, his expression was full of appreciation for the talent of the night wind, this is simply a living demon who is not weaker than Dharma and Zhang Sanfeng, and another living demon on the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, this demon belongs to Huashan.

Listening to Feng Qingyang's praise, Ye Feng said with a red face: "Uncle Tai, you think too much, this is a product of chance, not created by a disciple, if you really want to say who created it, you can only say that God asked the disciple to bring this magic skill to Huashan!"

What Ye Feng said is not bad, after all, although with his current martial arts literacy, he should be able to create a first-class martial arts, but I am afraid that it is not enough to say divine skills, after all, every divine skill is not so easy to create, and only some people with understanding and chance against the sky are possible.

Feng Qingyang looked at the embarrassed appearance of the night wind, reached out and stroked his beard, his face full of smiles.

This is the expression he should have at this age, thinking about the efforts that these Chinese New Year's Eve Feng has made for Huashan, he is really a little distressed, after all, this is an unprecedented genius in Huashan, even if it is much more than Senior Uncle Duan back then, not to mention that he is only thirteen years old, thinking, Feng Qingyang made a decision in his heart.

Early the next morning, the night breeze and the wind Qingyang left the restaurant, because of the wind clear, the night wind is not good to ride a horse alone, I wanted to buy a horse for Uncle Taishi, but was stopped by the wind Qingyang.

The two walked all the way, and the two of them learned martial arts from time to time along the way, and under the pressure of the wind and Qingyang, the night wind also continued to precipitate its own martial arts, and because of the breakthrough and the skyrocketing internal force was also used proficiently, and even the eighteen-style swordsmanship in his mind had a new comprehension, of course, with the more comprehension, the more confused he became, he always felt that this might not be the mastery he created, after all, who created the mastery and couldn't use it.

Therefore, he gradually used the artistic conception of the wind that he comprehended, combined with the first style of swordsmanship in his mind, and the original "Qingfeng Nine Swords" created a new "Qingfeng Nine Swords" in the exchange with Feng Qingyang, the new "Qingfeng Nine Swords" is different from the original, although it also pays attention to the speed of the sword, but one uses its own physical effect, and the other is the power of artistic conception, so the power is very different.

In the duel with Feng Qingyang, you can even suppress Feng Qingyang's "Dugu Nine Swords", even if Feng Qingyang shows the artistic conception of being fast, it is the same! In this way, it makes Feng Qingyang have a further understanding of his talent.

Similarly, Feng Qingyang is also rapidly improving his martial arts during this period of time, compared with the previous years of seclusion, it can be said that he has advanced by leaps and bounds, although he has not yet broken through the late stage of the peak, but it is also a matter of chance!