The upper limit of the Spirit's One Finger proficiency has been lifted!

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Mi Xiaoxia was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but be ecstatic, this is simply a good thing!

Look at the day, today is the first day of August, and it is the day when Jianghu Monthly is on sale. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFeng Qingyang announced the details of the Yue's family murder case, and it was in this issue.

When the case is announced, the upper limit of the proficiency of the Lingxi One Finger will be lifted, which Mi Xiaoxia had expected before. But what he didn't expect was that there would be a large amount of reputation rewards!

"How do I use it......"

Seeing that the balance of reputation value had become 4094, Mi Xiaoxia smiled, thinking about which martial arts proficiency to improve.

"Let's do it first!"

Mi Xiaoxia thought about it left and right, and finally decided to wait for the time being.

Although the reputation value of four thousand is a lot, for those top martial arts, none of them is enough to rush to Dacheng. In this way, even if the reputation is depleted, the effect is not very large.

Therefore, Mi Xiaoxia decided to keep the reputation value for the time being, and then decide how to use it according to the changes in the future.

After a few minutes, he let out a long breath, his mood calmed down again, and Mi Xiaoxia continued to comprehend Dugu's sword intent.

Living alone in the small courtyard of Xiangyang City, it is rare to be clean. But there was still time to wait for Mi Xiaoxia to do it, so a few days later, he locked the courtyard door and left, returning to Huashan.

Counting the days, Yue Buqun's funeral has ended, and Feng Qingyang has almost returned from Gusu. In other words, it is time for the Huashan Sword Sect to re-establish its head.

The Huashan Sword Sect is at the top of the Five Peaks, and the establishment of the head of the sect this time will directly affect the situation of the Five Peaks Sword Sect in the future. Just in case, Mi Xiaoxia still has to be there in person.

Out of Xiangyang City, hurry up, so seven days later, Mi Xiaoxia rushed to the foot of Huashan.

"Uncle Feng is back. ”

Handing over the horses to the post station under the mountain, Mi Xiaoxia asked casually.

"Hui Mi Deputy Head, Uncle Feng has come back the day before yesterday, but ......"

The Huashan disciple took the reins, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"But? But what. ”

Mi Xiaoxia frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"But Uncle Feng seems to be injured. ”

The Huashan disciple hesitated, gritted his teeth and said.

After finishing speaking, he didn't see Mi Xiaoxia's movement, and when he looked up again, there was still Mi Xiaoxia's shadow.

"How can the wind be clear!"

On the Huashan Mountain Road, Mi Xiaoxia exerted all his strength to smear the soles of his feet, and his brows were tightly locked.

With the wind to promote the martial arts of a peerless master, how could he be injured, unless he met a peerless master!

"Could it be that there is a hidden peerless master in Shenhezhuang!"

Thinking of this, Mi Xiaoxia's face couldn't help but change.

Murong Fu, the contemporary owner of Shenhezhuang, is only a first-class master with the golden title. But the Murong family, as one of the two major families in the rivers and lakes, may not be enough for this strength alone. Therefore, it is said that there is a peerless master in Shenhezhuang, and this possibility is very high!

But who is this mysterious peerless master, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help frowning again.

But now it's useless to think too much, the most important thing is to determine the extent of Feng Qingyang's injury. Mi Xiaoxia was full of strength, and in less than an hour, he ran to the top of the mountain and rushed directly into the mountain gate of the Huashan Sword Sect.

"Where is Uncle Feng now. ”

Grabbing a Huashan disciple casually, Mi Xiaoxia asked with a cold face.

“...... Back to the deputy head of Mi, Uncle Feng Tai was still in the original room. ”

was taken aback at first, and when he saw that it was Mi Xiaoxia, the Huashan disciple breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied.

As soon as his words fell, Mi Xiaoxia had already run out dozens of meters away.

Looking at Mi Xiaoxia's figure that disappeared in a few leaps, the Huashan disciple was secretly speechless. I have long heard that the deputy head of the Hengshan faction has strong martial arts, and he was not convinced at first, but at this time, just looking at this light skill, he knew that the rumors were true.

"Uncle Fengtai!"

After a few minutes of running to the door of Feng Qingyang, Mi Xiaoxia pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Haha, Mi boy, you're back too, and I heard your footsteps from afar. ”

I saw Feng Qingyang sitting there, slowly sipping tea, and when he saw Mi Xiaoxia coming in, he looked happy.

"I ...... Uncle Fengtai, I heard that you were injured, are you okay? ”

Mi Xiaoxia has the ability to be angry, and when he saw that the wind was clear and his face was ruddy, he knew that there was no big problem, so he was relieved a lot, and calmed down and asked.

"Who do you listen to, these people say that wind is rain!"

Feng Qingyang's face sank, and then motioned for Mi Xiaoxia to sit down and said.

"I was just swept by someone's palm, and my qi was a little sluggish, as long as I rested for ten days and a half months, I would be fine. ”

"Wounded by the power of the palm!"

Hearing this, Mi Xiaoxia frowned again.

Who did Feng Qingyang meet, who did he have such palm power and could cause internal injuries to Feng Qingyang.

"Uncle Fengtai, didn't you go to Shenhezhuang, did you meet the hidden master of Shenhezhuang. ”

Mi Xiaoxia was puzzled in his heart, so he simply asked directly.

"I don't know if it's a member of the village, but it's a master. ”

Feng Qingyang nodded and told Mi Xiaoxia the whole story.

After the wind cleared down Huashan that day, according to what was said before, Yue Chuxiang and Abi were arranged to Hengyang City first. As for the people of the Songshan faction and the Xingzhu faction outside Hengyang City, they evacuated before the wind cleared.

After two days in Hengyang City, Feng Qingyang immediately went straight to Gusu to settle accounts with the Murong family. But before he could reach Gusu, he suddenly encountered an ambush by a master on the road.

This master was masked, lurking on the way of Feng Qingyang, and suddenly made a sneak attack, directly injuring Feng Qingyang with one palm. Of course, Feng Qingyang is not easy to provoke, and it is easy to pass by with a few swords, and the person is also stabbed.

The two fought each other in a flash of light, that is, between a second or two, but the thrill level of it is really not something that can be expressed in a few words.

After the masked master was injured, he knew that the wind was so powerful that he couldn't be beaten. Then he turned around and fled, Feng Qingyang chased a few steps, but he didn't catch up because he injured his qi.

"Uncle Fengtai, do you know who the person who attacked you is? ”

After listening, Mi Xiaoxia asked again.

"The devil knows!"

Feng Qingyang pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

Although the other party is a sneak attack, he can hurt the wind Qingyang, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. Mi Xiaoxia guessed that that person was probably also a peerless master!

"That Shenhezhuang ......"

Mi Xiaoxia said next, but after saying it, he regretted it, he asked it was superfluous.

"I was slapped by that person, where do I still have the ability to go to Hezhuang to settle accounts, and wait for the old man to heal his injuries. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled, but he didn't mind that this time it was unfavorable.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this disappointment, let's talk about the head of the Huashan Sword Sect. ”

Feng Qingyang suddenly spoke, looking at Mi Xiaoxia with a serious face.

"Then what do you think, Uncle Tai. ”

Mi Xiaoxia asked rhetorically, and also looked at the wind Qingyang.

"Well, like you said, Chong'er has a good nature, and it is only fitting for him to be the head. ”

Feng Qingyang said with a slight groan.

"Uncle Taishi is wise. ”

Mi Xiaoxia smiled and slapped his ass.

"Hehe, it's not your kid who bewitched me. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled heartily.

Then the two talked for a while, and Mi Xiaoxia didn't want to disturb Feng Qingyang's rest, so he said goodbye and left.

On the way back, Mi Xiaoxia was upset.

Feng Qingyang was injured by a sneak attack by a master, and he failed to teach the Murong family a lesson, which is nothing. After all, even if the Murong family was destroyed, it would not be good for Mi Xiaoxia.

The key is the establishment of the new head of the Huashan Sword Sect, and it seems that it is none other than Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong is righteous, although he has a grudge because of Yue Buqun's affairs, but in the face of major rights and wrongs, he should be able to distinguish his position and win over the alliance.

But what worries Mi Xiaoxia at this time is that Lin Pingzhi failed to become the leader, how will the three of Feng Buping react, and how will the Xiaoyao Hou behind them react.

Mi Xiaoxia gave up Lin Pingzhi and recommended Ling Hu Chong instead, I am afraid that this matter cannot be concealed from Xiaoyaohou. In this way, how can Xiaoyao Hou make him feel better?

"Whatever! The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth!"

Mi Xiaoxia clenched his fists hard, and his eyes suddenly sharpened. Since he wanted to get rid of Xiaoyaohou, he should have been mentally prepared in this regard.

Mi Xiaoxia has returned to Huashan, Feng Qingyang has no worries, and then officially announced that Hu Chong will be the fourteenth generation head of the Huashan Sword Sect!

As soon as the news was announced, Ning Zhong and Ling Hu Chong himself were taken aback, they didn't expect that Feng Qingyang would still support Ling Hu Chong as the head regardless of his previous suspicions.

In contrast, the three of Feng Buping were even more surprised. They never expected that Feng Qingyang would not support their Sword Sect and would actually choose a disciple of the Qi Sect.

Of course, they wouldn't give up so easily, so they went to Feng Qingyang, hoping that he would change his mind. But alas, the wind is clear, and attention has been set.

After informing the Huashan disciples, the next step was to prepare to trust the succession ceremony of the head of the sect! While going down the mountain to post a post to invite guests, and at the same time publishing the news in the Jianghu Xun newspaper, the Huashan Sword Sect was busy again.

After a few days like this, it seems that the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 is also the day of the succession ceremony.

In the past few days, Mi Xiaoxia has not left Huashan, but what makes him puzzled. Feng Buping and the three of them didn't move, and even Tianzong didn't move. Not to mention the revenge of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, even the little boy never came to him.

Like the calm before the storm, the more this happens, the more uneasy Mi Xiaoxia becomes.

But what should come will always come, Mi Xiaoxia simply didn't think about it anymore. This was done until August 15, when the succession ceremony officially began.

In addition to the guests who were invited to go up the mountain, as well as the guests who came spontaneously, as well as the guests who had participated in Yue Buqun's funeral before and had not left, there was an endless stream of guests in the Huashan Sword Sect, and the scene was very lively.

The various sects and sects presented congratulatory stickers and congratulatory gifts, and when the auspicious time came, they only heard the three salutes of bang bang, so that Hu Chong and a group of elders of the Huashan Sword Sect appeared in the main hall.

Feng Qingyang sat at the top as Uncle Taishi, and below was Ning Zhongze and Feng Buping. In addition, the important Huashan disciples were separated on both sides, and Lin Pingzhi, Yue Lingshan and others were among them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Ling Hu Chong is not talented, and today he will take over as the fourteenth generation head of the Huashan Sword Sect. Everyone came to cheer, and the Huashan Sword Sect is grateful!"

Linghu rushed to the guests and hugged his fist, and then the ceremony officially began.

First, a disciple of Huashan presented the sword of the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, and Ling Hu Chong knelt in front of the portrait of the ancestor to receive it. Immediately afterwards, there were Huashan disciples, who were reciting the rules and precepts of the Huashan Sword Sect, and Ling Hu Chong listened respectfully.

"Where is Mi Xiaoxia!"

The ceremony went smoothly, and when the process was halfway through, a loud shout suddenly rang out in the hall! )