After Feng Qingyang went down the mountain, he ran all the way, and He Fu, who followed behind, found that Feng Qingyang had no direction and purpose, and with his temperament, he directly accelerated his speed, and people were like green smoke, passing over the earth, and the gap of a few miles caught up with a cup of tea, blocking Feng Qingyang's direction.

"Who is it?" Feng Qingyang asked, the long sword in his hand stepped forward and stabbed, at this time Feng Qingyang was in the middle of a nowhere to vent his anger, and when he saw someone blocking the road, he didn't care who the other party was, he would kill him with his sword.

"Ding" Facing the sword of Feng Qingyang's straight stab, He Fu slowly stretched out his right hand, and then made a finger first, and his index finger was like a crystal like jade on the tip of Feng Qingyang's sword, making a crisp sound like a golden and jade strike.

"Who are you?" Feng Qingyang asked in shock, retracting his long sword, and made a defensive posture with the sword erected in front of his chest. Looking at the cyan robe opposite, the boy with crane hair, and the two long white beards fluttering weird people, just now his own sword was broken by the other party's understatement, and he was very surprised, Feng Qingyang knew very well the power of his sword just now, and absolutely no one who knew the master on the rivers and lakes could take this thorn head-on, originally wanted the other party to avoid it, but this roadblocker followed it head-on, so that he could not use his follow-up moves, and the other party's skill was so high that he palpitated.

"A seeker, don't be nervous, boy, where did you learn Dugu Jiujian?" He Fu looked at the person who was middle-aged, and the wind was nervous and vigilant around forty years old.

"Family heirloom, dare to ask the seniors?" Feng Qingyang asked suspiciously, looking at this roadblock master and thinking: "I haven't seen it in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I haven't heard the news that there is such a master, I don't know if it's good or bad for him to stop him." ”

"Family heirloom?" He Fu was taken aback, he didn't expect to ask such an answer, and stood there thinking: "I have already detected Sword Shrine Zhengde ten years ago, and there has been no trace of anyone for a hundred years, and it has been forty years now, at that time, Feng Qingyang is estimated to have not been born, and the family heirloom does say the past, but where did his ancestors get it, and the Sword Shrine is also known to Yang Guo and his descendants, could it be..."

"It's indeed a family heirloom from the younger generation, I don't know why the seniors asked this?" Feng Qingyang was also very depressed: "This master is much more powerful than himself, he won't take a fancy to "Dugu Nine Swords", right?"

"The sword demon is invincible in the world, but he is buried in the sword. Woohoo! The heroes are tied up, the long sword is empty, and they are not sad!" He Fu did not answer Feng Qingyang, but only read out the words engraved by Sword Shrine Dugu for defeat, and watched Feng Qingyang's reaction with his eyes.

"You, you, how do you know this?" After Feng Qingyang heard this, his face changed, and he was very shocked, even more shocked than He Fu had been pointing his fingers through his sword, as if he had broken his biggest secret.

"Haha, the wind is clear, I think you should be called Yang Qingfeng, right?" He Fu said with a smile, happy that he had discovered a big secret.

"Who the hell are you, why did you stop me?" Feng Qingyang's face was very bad, his biggest secret had been seen through by the other party, and he was no longer shocked, but frightened, clenched the sword in his hand, and prepared to make a move.

"Don't be nervous, Poor Dao has no malice, I just want to see "Dugu Nine Swords", forty years ago, Poor Dao went to the sword mound in Xiangyang to find "Dugu Nine Swords", the vicissitudes of life, things are people, the sword mound has been a hundred years without a trace, in recent years, I heard that there is a descendant of "Dugu Nine Swords", so I looked for it, but I didn't expect that you were actually the descendant of Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, if it wasn't for your family heirloom, Poor Dao wouldn't have thought of it!" He Fu sighed.

"Does the Dao Chief know about the ancestor?" Feng Qingyang asked very cautiously, really not knowing what this person wanted to do.

"I know, the West is crazy, the Tomb Sect, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Yang family was short-lived in Shaolin Temple, and it was not clear later, Poor Dao was very curious, why did you change your surname?" He Fu turned into a curious baby and asked.

"Shouldn't the Taoist let the juniors know who you are?" Feng Qingyang was very resentful in his heart, his family was dug up by strangers, but he didn't know who the other party was.

"Oh, oh, it's time to introduce yourself, it's been thirty-five years since I was in seclusion, and I don't know if anyone remembers me in the rivers and lakes now!" He Fu's face was full of memories, and he looked like he had not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

Feng Qingyang was surprised again, looking at this old monster with a tender face and I don't know how old I am.

"Back then, Poor Dao had the title of 'Medical Sword and Sword' on the rivers and lakes, how do you have any impression?" He Fu asked very much with great anticipation.

"I'm not impressed" Feng Qingyang thought about it, but he really didn't expect such a person.

"Sure enough, it is the new leaves of Fanglin urging the old leaves, the front waves of the flowing water let the back waves, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the new people replace the old people!" He Fu said with a general feeling: "Let's go, have a drink with the old man of the poor road" Stretched out his hand to grab the wind Qingyang, and found a restaurant nearby to live in.

Feng Qingyang was shocked again, He Fu stretched out his hand to grab someone so that he who was originally vigilant, and he was caught unavoidably, and his internal strength was sealed and taken away by He Fu, and the cold wind blowing on his face along the way was extremely shocking: "With a person is actually faster than performing light skills with all his strength, why hasn't this old monster heard of it." ”

After entering the store, He Fu beckoned Xiao Er to serve the food and wine, and Feng Qingyang very consciously lifted the wine pot to pour wine for He Fu, making a full junior posture. It is really He Fu who is too powerful, Feng Qingyang has no power to fight back at all, and the current Feng Qingyang is not the top master of swordsmanship who has been in seclusion for more than 20 years when Ling Hu Chong met later. After eating and drinking, He Fu understood that after the Shaolin Temple was short-lived, the amazing descendants of Yang were stared at by the people of the rivers and lakes with a heart, and under the entanglement of a hundred years of vendetta in the rivers and lakes, there was only one person left Yang Qingfeng, and he had to turn his name around, and changed it to Feng Qingyang into the Huashan faction with some origins in the ancient tomb, and the female disciples of the Huashan faction cultivated the inheritance of the ancient tomb faction, and inherited a set of "Dugu Nine Swords".

"The Nine Yin True Scripture has not been passed down by your family, and you have not learned the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect and the Quanzhen Sect?" Knowing that he had inherited a set of swordsmanship, He Fu was very surprised and asked.

"No, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the ancestors of the family were exposed to all kinds of secret hands after exposing the "Nine Yin True Scripture", and when I was a child, I passed on a set of "Dugu Nine Swords" and had to change its name. "As for where He Fu knew about the "Nine Yin True Scripture", Feng Qingyang is no longer surprised.

He Fu, who sighed, looked at Feng Qingyang, and said: "Poor Dao went out of the mountain to find you this time just to see "Dugu Nine Swords", but I didn't expect you to be the last person in the Yang family." “

"It's not impossible to show "Dugu Nine Swords" to the seniors, with the strength of the seniors, this sword book will not help you much, and the juniors want to ask the seniors to give you some guidance on martial arts. After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he looked at He Fu very much with great anticipation.

"You kid can see it, "Dugu Nine Swords" is no worse than "Nine Yin True Scripture", it is still somewhat useful for poor Dao, rest assured that Poor Dao will not take advantage of you" He Fule said he, I am very happy to be able to do it so easily.

A month later, He Fu separated from Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang reluctantly watched He Fu disappear in front of him like a wisp of light smoke, thinking about this month's harvest, the predecessors themselves did not have the general outline of the "Nine Yin True Scripture" The whole book of the general outline is missing, the guidance of swordsmanship, mixed yuan gong, especially the day after tomorrow, innate news and cultivation experience, the secret of the rivers and lakes, I feel that a copy of "Dugu Nine Swords" has made a lot of money in exchange for things.

The affairs of the rivers and lakes ended successfully, and He Fu returned to the palace to continue the house.