Huashan, as one of the famous Five Mountains, is also part of the Qinling Mountains. It is connected to the Qinling Mountains in the south, overlooks the Huangwei in the north, and guards the gateway to the Central Plains in the northwest.

The whole Huashan is actually composed of a complete and huge granite body, there are five peaks in the east, west, south, north and middle, the main peak has the south peak "falling geese", the east peak "Chaoyang", the west peak "lotus", the three peaks are Dingzhi, "the potential flies outside the white clouds, the shadow falls into the Yellow River", people call "the three peaks outside the sky". There are also two peaks of Yuntai and Jade Girl complementing each other, and the small peaks are listed in front, and the tiger is standing on the dragon plate, and the weather is forested.

Chaoyang Peak, there is a natural platform nearly 100 zhang away from the top of the mountain, with a radius of 100 zhang, as if someone used a giant axe to cut off a corner. It looks like a natural stone platform, and a group of buildings with a Taoist atmosphere rise from the ground, and the Huashan School is located here.

The Huashan faction has been established here for hundreds of years, and it is said that it is a peerless master inherited from the Song Dynasty. Why it was chosen here in the first place, because of the long history, the world is not very clear, and even most of his disciples are unknown.

At the foot of Huashan is Huayin County, which has few adults and barren land. The height of more than 1,000 zhang and the rugged mountain road made the disciples miserable, and it was rare to go down the mountain once a month. Because of this, there is a shortage of materials on the mountain, and life is hard.

Fortunately, the Huashan faction, as a tyrant in the northwest, has some past darts all the year round, and the wealthy families in the vicinity worship it, so it can be maintained. Still, every time I go down the mountain to buy supplies, it's still a painful problem.

At this moment, on the martial arts arena paved by the bluestone in front of the main hall of the Huashan faction, there were more than a dozen people standing around.

Except for a middle-aged woman who was as glamorous as a peach blossom, the rest of the people were all dressed in blue cloth, and even the style was amazing.

The woman looked to be in her thirties, dressed in a pale yellow dress, and her fair skin seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light, making it difficult to look at directly.

Standing side by side with her in front of the stone steps was a middle-aged man in a green robe, who looked to be in his forties, with a thin face and a dashing expression. At this moment, he is caressing the short beard under his chin with one hand, and naturally bending his elbow behind his waist with the other hand, with the style of a grandmaster.

He is the current head of the Huashan faction, Yue Buqun, and standing with him is his wife, Ning Zhongze. Today is the day when their Huashan Sect examines the progress of their school's disciples in martial arts every three months.

Now Yue Buqun was frowning, like everyone else, staring at the two people competing in the martial arts arena in front of him.

In the martial arts arena, two men in blue are holding swords, each showing what they have learned and learning from each other.

One of them was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a rectangular face, sword eyebrows and thin lips, a tall and thin figure, and the sword in his hand was as flexible as a spirit snake and a dragon.

Driven by the sword moves, no matter the pace, body style, tossing and turning, there is no guilt, full of skills, showing the style of a grandmaster, and obviously has worked this set of swordsmanship. At first glance, it seems that he is not fighting against others, but as if he is practicing swordsmanship one move at a time.

This person is the eldest disciple of Yue Buqun, surnamed Linghu, with a single name. When he was young, his parents died, and he was accepted as the first disciple by Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction.

Now he is the third junior brother of Huashan Sect, Yang Yanhan. Compared with him, his opponent, Yang Yanhan, who is also in his twenties, is very embarrassed.

Although his body looked much stronger than Ling Hu Chong, under Ling Hu Chong's gorgeous sword moves, Yang Yanhan couldn't say that he could resist it, and he couldn't even perform a complete move. He could only rely on his familiarity with this set of swordsmanship, and with difficulty, sword by sword, he dismantled the countless sword shadows waving in front of and behind him.

Yang Yanhan and Ling Hu Chong have fought more than 20 moves, and they have been in danger one after another, if it weren't for Ling Hu Chong's intention to give in, I'm afraid Yang Yanhan would have already been bloody on the spot. Even so, after three more moves, Ling Hu Chong struck a white rainbow through the sun, a light pick. Yang Yanhan couldn't return to the sword in time, and the long sword in his hand was twisted by Linghu Chong.

That Yang Yanhan hugged his fist at this time, and said to Ling Hu Chong: "Thank you for your advice, senior brother's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the younger brother is ashamed!"

Ling Hu Chong hadn't spoken at this time, but he could only hear Yue Buqun on the side snort coldly, and then opened his mouth to reprimand Yang Yanhan: "Yanhan! It's been ten years since you entered my mountain gate, what have you learned in the past ten years? Can't even learn the simplest set of 'Huashan Nine Styles'? ”

At this time, Yue Buqun's face was pale, and he looked like he hated iron but not steel, and he didn't have the calmness of his usual gentleman's sword.

"Senior brother! Yan Han is still young, he is not good at martial arts, he can be taught slowly, he has always followed the rules in the Huashan faction, and he has never made any mistakes, why scare him like this! Ning Zhong slowly persuaded Yue Buqun.

"Humph! I don't know how to teach this apprentice, you can do it! After speaking, Yue Buqun flicked his sleeves and strode towards the righteous hall.

Ning Zhong saw her husband walking away, so she walked up to Yang Yanhan and comforted her softly: "Yanhan, don't be discouraged, you need to know that you can make up for your clumsiness." You are still young, you have time, as long as you use snacks, you will definitely be able to learn something. Don't worry about your master, he just talks about it, and after a few days, after the anger is gone, he will be fine. ”

"It's useless to be in vain, so the master and the master and the master are bothered." Yang Yanhan still lowered his head, and his eyes were a little dark.

"Alas!" Seeing him like this, Ning Zhong didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to sigh and turn around and leave the martial arts arena.

At this time, among the many disciples, a beautiful melon seed face and a pair of black and white eyes poked out from behind a blue robe. The curvaceous figure shows the vitality of youth, and the faint plain long skirt shows its beauty. As a voice like a yellow oriole came out of its mouth, it was constantly impressive.

"Senior brother, you are too powerful, in a while, you have to hand over my swordsmanship!"

Looking at Yue Lingshan, who was pestering Linghu Chong and jumping left and right, Yang Yanhan picked up his long sword and prepared to go back to the room to rest alone.

"Three ......" Ling Hu Chong just wanted to stop Yang Yanhan, but was immediately interrupted by Yue Lingshan, only to hear Yue Lingshan coquettishly say: "Hey, senior brother, don't care about the third senior brother anymore, did you tell your father and mother that he said less?" He can't practice internal strength, no matter how hard he tries, it's useless. ”

As the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction, in addition to practicing martial arts, he also cares about his fellow sects, and managing the sect is also Yue Buqun's request to Ling Hu Chong. What's more, Ling Hu Chong was born to be a person who values feelings and stresses righteousness, and when he saw his third junior brother sinking all day long, he couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart.

It's a pity that even Yue Buqun can't solve the problem, and Ling Hu Chong can only comfort Yang Yanhan occasionally, that's all.

On the path of Chaoyang Peak, Yang Yanhan's figure became longer and longer, and gradually, disappeared from everyone's sight.