"In Xia Wusheng, I heard that the wind is clear and the old-timers have martial arts and swordsmanship like gods, so I came to ask for swordsmanship." Wu Sheng said respectfully with his fists.

It's just that Feng Qingyang snorted lightly and didn't pay attention to it.

Wu Sheng heard anger and dissatisfaction from this snort, and at first he didn't know where he offended Feng Qingyang, and after thinking about it for a while, he finally figured it out, it was very likely that he misunderstood what he meant.

Asking for advice, in fact, has two meanings, the first is to learn, it can also be said to find faults, kick the restaurant, etc. In the battle just now, Feng Qingyang felt that his strength was also at the level of a generation of grandmasters, so he naturally thought of coming to kick the Huashan faction's restaurant.

The second is that the juniors ask their seniors for martial arts. Wu Sheng actually meant this, but Feng Qingyang misunderstood himself, but he didn't wonder that he was a stranger who broke into the Huashan faction and said the word "ask for advice", and almost everyone would think of the first possibility.

"The seniors misunderstood, although the martial arts of the younger generations are high, but when it comes to swordsmanship, it is far from it, not long ago, I unexpectedly heard that there is a senior who has swordsmanship into the gods lives in Huashan, so I specially came to ask for guidance." If you want to learn Dugu Nine Swords, you can't offend Feng Qingyang, so Wu Sheng said very sincerely.

"It turns out to be like this, but the old man has been sealing the sword for many years and doesn't want to teach people anymore." Hearing Wu Sheng's sincere gaze, it didn't seem to be a fraud in his own experience, Feng Qingyang also knew that he was not coming to Huashan to play in the field, and what he said was to give advice, he shook his head, stroked his beard and refused.

"Seniors, I came to Huashan with great sincerity. I hope to ask my seniors to give me some advice on swordsmanship. Hearing that Feng Qingyang rejected him, Wu Sheng had already expected it in his heart, so he walked up and pleaded.

"I've already said that I won't teach you, I hope you will go down the mountain soon." Feng Qingyang did not agree to Wu Sheng's request, but walked directly inside, wanting to close the door and disappear.

"It seems that Dugu Jiujian is not Er'er, Feng Qingyang's strength is probably just touted by others, I think your strength is not as good as mine, so I refuse to teach." I saw him walking straight into the cave. Wu Sheng was anxious and used the agitation method. I hope to stimulate him and teach myself Dugu Nine Swords.

"The agitation method is useless to me, you don't need to say more." Feng Qingyang can be said to be an old man, who doesn't know what tricks Wu Sheng is using. And he dropped the sentence. Perform ghostly footwork directly. In the blink of an eye, he left.

Without asking for the Dugu Nine Swords, Wu Sheng did not leave, but walked to the cave engraved with Wuyue swordsmanship to study swordsmanship. Or practice internal strength, and a few days will pass in the blink of an eye.

No matter how strong your martial arts are, as long as you are still a grandmaster or below, you are still a mortal, you have to eat when you are hungry, and you have to drink water when you are thirsty, this is an unchangeable law as a mortal, unless you don't want to be a human being.

Feng Qingyang couldn't stay long in the cave where he thought about the cliff, because he wouldn't know the prophet and know that there would be someone who would go up the mountain for him to teach kung fu, so he wouldn't store food, even if there would be a little food, it wouldn't last more than a week, or even only a few days.

Therefore, Wu Sheng waited patiently, maybe Feng Qingyang could fly down on other roads in Siguo Cliff, but Wu Sheng stubbornly guarded the road out of the cave, and there was only one way to get out, which he had confirmed.

At night, Wu Sheng lay on the bed, emitting a sleeping breathing rate, looking like a person who had fallen into a deep sleep, but this was fake, in order to draw the wind out, he had not slept for several days.

With that he has now reached the master realm, it is no problem not to sleep for a few days, as long as he successfully draws out the wind and blows out.

On this day, he felt that someone was using footwork to leave the Siguo cliff very quickly, so he followed with light skills to prevent Feng Qingyang from leaving, and he didn't know where to find him at that time.

"I've been with me for a long time, so I should have followed enough."

After Wu Sheng followed for about a pot of tea, he heard Feng Qingyang in front of him talking to him impatiently.

"I didn't follow enough, in short, I must teach my seniors swordsmanship, otherwise it is impossible for me to leave."

Now the strategy used by Wu Sheng is the "entanglement" of Tai Chi, and the one he wants to entangle makes Feng Qingyang annoyed, afraid, and afraid that he will not teach himself Dugu Jiujian.

Hearing Wu Sheng's words, Feng Qingyang immediately used light skills to flee forward, seeing this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he used the light skills to fly away, this kind of light skills after his cultivation, and finally a little transformation.

In the past, he was like a swimming fish, he could only swim in the sea of wind, but now he has transformed into a Jiao, and he already has a bit of the taste of a dragon, and he can swim faster in this sea of wind.

Although the speed of the wind is really fast, flying more than ten zhang away in an instant, Wu Sheng is not slow, and has been following closely behind him, so that no matter how he throws it, he can't get rid of himself.

After running for an hour, Feng Qingyang found that the distance between him and Wu Sheng had not been shortened, and he only sighed slightly in his heart, then stopped and said, "I won't teach you swordsmanship, let's go quickly." ”

"In short, I must be taught swordsmanship by my seniors, otherwise I will not leave, and I will continue to pestering until my seniors teach me swordsmanship." Wu Sheng's patience was very strong, so he ignored Feng Qingyang's persuasion and continued to insist.

For this, Feng Qingyang could only sigh helplessly, and simply didn't care about Wu Sheng pestering him, but went to the town to eat.

When he came to the town, it was already dark, and Feng Qingyang chose an inn by the way and asked Xiao Er to serve a few side dishes, and Wu Sheng sat directly in front of him and asked Xiao Er to serve a few side dishes.

After breakfast, Feng Qingyang walked towards the road of Huashan, and Wu Sheng followed quietly and leisurely, and there were several opportunities on the way that he wanted to leave Wu Sheng, but it was useless.

After returning to Siguo Cliff, Wu Sheng followed closely behind Feng Qingyang, and this time the distance was only about two or three feet, so he couldn't get rid of himself even more.

After following for a day, even Feng Qingyang, who had now cultivated Qi Cultivation Kung Fu very well and was not easy to get angry, was also angry, because Wu Sheng had been pestering him, and it was impossible for him not to be angry.

Seeing that the heat was enough, Wu Sheng was overjoyed, and said, "This is not beneficial to either of us, do you want to listen to my proposal." ”

"Say it." Feng Qingyang was followed by Wu Sheng for a day, and he was already very impatient in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of him if he wanted to drive him away, so he couldn't get rid of him first, so he had to listen to Wu Sheng's proposal.

"We now make a bet, swear by our own martial arts, we fight a thousand moves, as long as you can beat me in this thousand moves, then I will leave Huashan immediately, never step into Huashan again, and I will not pester you to learn swordsmanship, but in this thousand moves did not defeat me, then we must teach me Dugu Nine Swords, and also teach me swordsmanship wholeheartedly, do not hide privately, what do you think." Wu Sheng also knew that continuing would only anger Feng Qingyang, and it would not be good for anyone at that time, so he made this proposal.

"This" Feng Qingyang listened to Wu Sheng's proposal, coupled with his pestering strength, which made him very irritable in his heart, so his heart began to waver, and he began to think about this proposal.

"If the conditions are not enough, then add these two benefits, the first advantage is that no matter who we lose or win, I will give you a set of swordsmanship that is only a few points worse than Dugu Jiujian, and." Speaking of this, Wu Sheng pulled out the Heavenly Sword, and then used his sword intent to mark the words "Sword Venerable" on a stone two or three inches in size, and then sent out a sword aura to carve the stone into the shape of a token.

This is the first time Wu Sheng has used sword qi to carve in the air, so this stone token is very simple, but he can also vaguely see the appearance of a token, and after he finished making this stone token, he threw it to Feng Qingyang.

"Let your Huashan Sect people come to me with this token, as long as I see this token, I can help you Huashan do your best to do one thing, what are the benefits of these two." Wu Sheng said.

In the face of these two benefits, the balance in Feng Qingyang's heart has begun to tilt somewhere, especially the second benefit, although he is now thinking about the cliff and living in seclusion, but he also knows that Huashan has begun to decline and decline because of the civil war between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect more than thirty years ago.

And now, although he can still protect Huashan, how many years of life he can have, a few years, more than ten years, and Wu Sheng is now in his twenties and thirties, and he still has a lot of time to live.

The most important thing is that now his martial arts are so strong, if it is twenty or thirty years later, then what level of strength will his strength reach, if he relies on his reputation, at least he can protect the Huashan faction for decades or even hundreds of years.

Now if he teaches him swordsmanship, he can be said to be half of his disciple, and when Huashan is in trouble, with this friendship, he will not do more to help the Huashan faction.

"Okay, I agreed, but I swore that I would be forgiven, if I lost, I would teach you swordsmanship wholeheartedly, and I would never hide my secrets." After Feng Qingyang thought about it again, he said with a decision in his heart.

"You talk a lot, and I decided to talk too." Hearing Feng Qingyang promise himself, Wu Sheng smiled happily in his heart, and said.

Their realms have all reached the master level, and their destructive power is at least a brigade, or even a division, if they fight here, Siguo Cliff will definitely be destroyed, so they all use light skills to fly from top to bottom.

Wu Sheng, who was in the air, first used the world's softest boxing technique - Kongming Boxing Detective to explore the wind and clear air, only to see that his fist style was soft and tough, and his fist strength was as if there was nothing, this kind of femininity made Feng Qingyang, who had seen many strange martial arts, very interested.

Because Feng Qingyang has been sealing the sword for a long time, he did not use swordsmanship to refer to the sword, but used fist and foot kung fu to fight with Wu Sheng, although this set of fist and foot kung fu is not as good as his Kongming fist, but it is also extraordinary.

And Feng Qingyang has been practicing his fist and foot kung fu for a long time, so it can be said that he is too familiar with it anymore, even if the realm is not a big success, there is a small peak, plus his enemy test can be said to be very rich, so the two of them did not have the upper hand at the beginning. (To be continued......)