On this day, Yue Buqun's expression became solemn after reading a report submitted by the Information Hall.

After years of investigation, the Information Hall finally found the three members of the Sword Sect who went down the mountain back then, but now they are living in seclusion in a small mountain village in Zhongtiao Mountain.

Yue Buqun thought for a long time, explained to Yang Jingjing, and went down the Jade Girl Peak alone, turned to the back of Chaoyang Peak, climbed over several mountains, and came to a small mountain.

Looking up at the corner of the wooden house in the woods on the mountainside, I felt a little guilty.

This arrogant uncle, who has been guarding the night of Huashan for ten years, has never known how to face this master of the Sword Sect back then, so that an old man in his fifties has been living alone in this deep mountain.

This time, I got the information of the three people of the Sword Sect, and I found an excuse to come.

Yue Buqun respectfully saluted the wooden house, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Yue Buqun, I ask to see Uncle Feng." ”

The voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted from afar, Yue Buqun's cultivation over the years has become more and more profound, and he already has a trace of the taste of a top master.

There was silence in the wooden house in the middle of the mountain, and after a long time, a stiff voice came: "Come up!"

Yue Buqun straightened up, saw that there was no road on the mountainside, jumped lightly, went to the top of the tree, the left foot on the crown lightly, has risen two zhang high, crossed three zhang away, the right foot fell on the crown in front of the tree, a little force, with the elasticity of the branches, and rose nearly two zhang high, step by step, rising on the crown of the mountainside, the form is elegant, almost like a fairy in the people.

After only a moment, he came to the door of the wooden house, Yue Buqun threw off his robe, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, and the wooden door creaked open.

A thin figure appeared at the door, his face was slightly yellow, his expression was melancholy, his eyes were full of complicated eyes and looked at Yue Buqun who was kneeling on the ground, on the side of his body, he accepted a half-salute, and said: "You are the head of the house, you don't have to make this big salute, come in!"

Yue Buqun stood up as he said and followed into the wooden house, the light in the room was dim, a charcoal stove next to the door was emitting a dark red fire, there was a food cabinet next to the stove, which contained oil, salt, rice and vinegar, and there was a small wooden bed in the wooden house, a wardrobe on the side, and a wooden chair.

Yue Buqun's nose was sour, and he gently turned his head and rubbed his eyes, this old man has lived in such a simple hut for ten years, how lonely and lonely, he is still too hypocritical, he should have come a long time ago.

Feng Qingyang saw Yue Buqun turn around and wipe away his tears, his heart warmed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Sit down!" turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, silently bowing his head and saying nothing.

Yue Buqun sat down on the only wooden chair in the room, looked up at Feng Qingyang and said, "Uncle Shi, the mountain is wet and cold at night, and I also ask Uncle Shi to move to Qianshan, which is more convenient for life." ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head, looked at Yue Buqun, and said quietly: "You have practiced martial arts well, and this master is also good." But he didn't say a word about moving to Qianshan.

A few days ago, Yue Buqun practiced in Chaoyang Peak in the morning, perhaps after a big battle, compared his martial arts with the two top masters of good and evil, he felt that he was no longer inferior to anyone, his mood was relaxed, his internal strength cultivation entered a higher realm, and his cultivation seemed to be smoother.

Vaguely, I felt that someone seemed to be snooping on the opposite side of Chaoyang Peak, and went down to investigate, but found nothing, thinking that it was Feng Qingyang, so I searched here for several days, and finally found the place where Feng Qingyang lived.

can sense the wind clear, which means that Yue Buqun's martial arts are close to the level of the wind and the clear yang, so there is a good saying that the martial arts of the wind is clear.

"Not a group of stupid, trembling all day long, not daring to slack off, only a little achievement, dare not be praised by the uncle. Knowing that Uncle Shi is here, my heart is happy, a few of us are lonely souls and wild ghosts, and we also have a settlement in our hearts, and I hope that Uncle Shi will take pity on me and the other three people who are lonely, go out of the mountain to give some guidance, and let the teachers and nephews do their filial piety. Yue Buqun said sincerely.

Thinking about the three thousand six hundred days in ten years, worrying about the Demon Sect or Songshan or something every night to kill the mountain, this fear is really not enough for outsiders.

Feng Qingyang sighed: "You have done a good job, and now your martial arts have also entered the hall, and you don't need other people's guidance." ”

When Yue Buqun heard this, he frowned a little, and pleaded: "Uncle Shi, although a few of us have stepped into the first-class, many things are slowly explored by ourselves, and I don't know if it is right or wrong, if we go in the wrong direction, it may be irreparable." ”

Many of the know-how of advanced martial arts are rarely seen in words, and are mostly passed down orally from generation to generation between master and apprentice, and a word from the master may save the apprentice half a year's work.

The people of Huashan and others have been able to get to this point, thanks to the fact that there are still many diaries in the study room of the head of the Tibetan Academy, and more than a dozen secret books brought back by Yue Buqun, comparing them with each other and groping forward, but this is the end of it.

In the follow-up cultivation, every step forward, it had to go through a lot of exploration and experimentation, which was reflected in the cultivation of several first-class realm disciples such as Yue Buqun, who felt that the progress was getting slower and slower, but there was no way.

Feng Qingyang also knew this, but he didn't immediately refuse, he was silent for a moment, and muttered, "Hey, Sword Sect!

Yue Buqun heard Feng Qingyang say Sword Sect and Qi Sect, I don't know if Feng Qingyang is still worried about the sword qi competition, and hurriedly said: "Senior uncle, you also know the current situation in Huashan, no longer divide the Sword Sect Qi Sect, the previous dispute will let him go with the wind, only our Huashan stands in the rivers and lakes and will be passed on forever, it is the most important thing, and the battle of sword qi is really unnecessary." ”

Feng Qingyang sneered: "Is the sword sect of bullshit and the qi sect of bullshit? The master who taught you martial arts with one hand and one foot is also bullshit?"

Yue Buqun was stunned, but he didn't expect Feng Qingyang to listen to what he said when he opened the mountain, he took a deep breath, looked at Feng Qingyang with blazing eyes, and said firmly: "The master passed on my martial arts, and I recreated it with kindness, but in the battle of sword qi, I did it wrong, even if you say that I am not filial, I still say this, the battle of sword qi is bullshit." ”

Feng Qingyang didn't expect Yue Buqun to say so clearly in front of him, his face showed slight anger, and then he sighed again, sneered twice, and bowed his head silently.

Yue Buqun was silent when he saw the wind clear, thinking that he also knew the meaninglessness of the sword qi dispute, but so many brothers and nephews who got along day and night died together, but he really couldn't say what he was wrong, not like himself, an outsider, his feelings were not so deep, and he bluntly pointed to the core of the mistake.

Yue Buqun waited and waited, and said: "Buqun received the news, Senior Brother Feng Buping, Senior Brother Cheng Buxian, and Senior Brother Cong Buqiu, now living in Zhongtiao Mountain, Buqun wants to meet them to see if they are willing to return to Huashan, so I came to ask Uncle Shi if it is feasible." ”

Feng Qingyang stood up and said excitedly: "It's not fair, it's not worried... If you don't give up, they're still alive?"

Yue Buqun nodded, and said: "Back then, Senior Brother Feng and the other three were not injured much, they went down the mountain, and they only found out about them in the past two days, they are all fine, they are already married and have children, and they live in Zhongtiao Mountain, practicing martial arts. ”

Feng Qingyang suddenly heard that the former acquaintance of the teacher and nephew was still alive in the world, and he was very excited, and he heard that they were living well and had married and had children, so he slowly calmed down.