At the end of the year, it was cold, and I don't know when, heavy snow began to fall in the Huashan Territory, and it fell half a foot deep. The steep mountain roads on weekdays seem to be more and more difficult to walk, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be in danger of stumbling, and the gods are also difficult to save.

On this steep and difficult mountain road, an old man in a green robe suddenly appeared, leaving a shallow mark on the snow and walking towards the top of the mountain. This person's beard is white, but his body is extremely vigorous, and after a while, he has climbed more than 100 zhang high.

Suddenly, the old man in the green robe listened suddenly, and said to a mountain corner: "Is it Brother Feng? I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed?"

As soon as the words fell, an old man in a white robe, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a white beard and hair, appeared from the corner of the mountain, and said to the old man in the green robe: "After many years, Brother Yao's demeanor is still the same!" The voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were as sharp as knives, very sharp.

Seeing that the white-robed old man also had white hair, the green-robed old man couldn't help sighing: "Fifty years have passed, you and I are both old!

When the white-robed old man heard this, he was silent for a while, and he also thought of the past. Fifty years have passed, and the top of Huashan is still like this, but the high-spirited young people have become old men with white hair, which is really emotional.

The old man in the green robe sighed a few words, and was about to invite the old man in the white robe to go up the mountain together, when he suddenly saw a black dot coming up quickly from the bottom of the mountain, and his figure flashed, constantly getting bigger, and he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Another old man is coming!"

As he was talking, the man had quickly arrived in front of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Huang Laoxi, Ouyang Feng." What are you doing here? Are you waiting for my old urchin? Hehe, the old naughty boy doesn't have such a big shelf. Let's go together!" he said, jumping in front of the two of them. Go up quickly. The person who came behaved was funny, it was the old naughty boy Zhou Botong.

The old man in the green robe and the old man in the white robe were Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng, the two met by chance on the mountain road, and after a conversation, they were overtaken by Zhou Botong. glanced at each other, and at the same time carried light skills and chased after Zhou Botong. However, the martial arts of the three of them are almost the same, and the light skills are also as if Zhou Botong is one step ahead. But it's hard to catch up.

"Old naughty boy, I haven't seen you for many years, but your kung fu has made great progress!" Seeing that he couldn't catch up with the old naughty boy for a while, Huang Yaoshi said later.

The old urchin liked to hear this the most, so he slowed down and said, "Of course, who is my old urchin, and don't you have a good martial arts function? Big is proud. He is simple by nature, carefree all his life, and since he reconciled with Aunt Ying, he has no worries. Over the years, he has been with Fang Zhixing and others in Chixia Villa. After taking more jade honey, snake gall essence and other great supplements, the hair turns color, from all white to half black and half white. He had seen Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong at Yang Guo's wedding last time and their beards were white. I've always been complacent with this.,Usually messy hair.。 It's also a little more neat.

Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng looked at Zhou Botong's half-black and half-white hair, and had to agree. Years ago. Zhou Botong's eyebrows are as silver as silver, and his appearance has not changed at all at this time, his hair, beard, eyebrows, etc., are half black and half white, and he looks younger than before. Although this appearance has little to do with the level of martial arts, it means that Zhou Botong is full of energy, and when he fights, his strength is more durable, and he naturally has a greater chance of winning. Zhou Botong already had both hands fighting each other, taking advantage of the moves, and the two thought that their martial arts were more sophisticated, but they were not sure that they would be able to beat this person quickly. In the end, Zhou Botong's winning chance will become bigger and bigger, saying that he is better than the two of himself, and he can also say the past.

"The kung fu of the Quanzhen Sect really deserves to be the authentic sect of the Xuanmen!" Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng glanced at each other, thinking at the same time in their hearts. Fifty years ago, when Huashan discussed the sword for the first time, Zhou Botong was also watching, but he was not qualified to play at that time. After Wang Chongyang's death, Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi had confrontations with Zhou Botong successively, but they only took dozens of moves to completely defeat Zhou Botong. But when it came to the second Huashan sword discussion, although Zhou Botong was still a little behind the two of them in terms of internal strength, he had left and right to fight and help each other, even if he didn't use the martial arts on the "Nine Yin True Scripture", he was no longer weaker than the two. Now that it is the third Huashan Sword Debate, although the skills of the two have improved again, looking at Zhou Botong's appearance, it is obvious that they have made greater progress, and they have faintly surpassed themselves, and they can be called the last. And what is even more rare is that Zhou Botong not only has deeper and deeper martial arts, but also has better energy than his peers, which can be described as a model of practice.

But even so, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng are not the ones who admit defeat lightly. The two of them have been striving for excellence over the years, pushing their stunts to the next level, and they both have the heart to confirm with others and see what they have gained. If Zhou Botong doesn't make much progress in his moves, I'm afraid that the outcome is not yet known when compared.

Thinking of this, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng were very competitive in their hearts, and they were a little more interested in this Huashan sword debate. The footsteps did not stop, and together with Zhou Botong, he went up quickly.

Although the three of them were fast, they were not the first to arrive. When he reached the top of the mountain, an old man with white hair and tattered clothes stood up, laughed and said, "Where is the sun coming out today, are you three going to race your feet again?"

"Seventh brother, I didn't expect you to arrive first, but the three of us are late!" Huang Yaoshi smiled when he saw this person.

This old man is none other than Hong Qigong, and when he heard what Huang Yaoshi said, he laughed and said: "Lao Zhaohua ate a centipede in Huashan nine years ago, and he has been thinking in his heart, this time I came here first, why did you all arrive so early?"

"The stinky has arrived, how can we not come?" Ouyang Feng said coldly. He and Hong Qigong are the most discordant, after many years, although the grudge in his heart has disappeared, his tongue has not changed at all, and he began to choke as soon as he came up.

Hong Qigong laughed and said: "Stinky toad, you haven't died for so many years, it's really a scourge for a thousand years! I thought you wouldn't be able to come this time Huashan to discuss the sword!" He and Ouyang Feng had already met at Yang Guo's wedding a few days ago, and they were very noisy, and now that they met, they were fighting again. (To be continued......)