Dream of the chicken, watch the rising sun.

I heard the boiling of Qinghai in the distance, and glimpsed the colorful clouds.

The rotten brocade flies thousands of feet, and the golden waves surge.

On the Chaoyang Terrace on the eastern peak of Huadong, on the boulder on the edge of the cliff, a slender young man stood outstanding, bathed in the golden glow of the rising sun, and his loose linen filial piety clothes swayed in the wind, but the face of the sword eyebrows did not show a little sadness for the death of his relatives, but his eyes were also full of confusion, and he muttered to himself in a low voice,

"Bad luck doesn't bring like this! I finally took the time to travel to Xiyue Huashan once, and there was no accident on the narrow and terrifying long sky plank road, but I fell off the cliff in the flat and open East Peak Chaoyang Terrace! Now, Gao Fushuai has changed, and he is still a martial arts celebrity, but why do you have to become Yue Buqun?

Since fusing the original memories in his mind and looking at the scene of the original owner of this body practicing martial arts and literature in Huashan for more than ten years, the young man completely dispelled the idea of the so-called coincidence of the same name that he secretly hoped in his heart, just because 'he' has a master who follows the trend and promotes his peers--- Ning Qingyu, the head of the Huashan faction, and a little junior sister who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, full of justice---- the heroine Ning Zhongze, who will not let the women in the future, as for the seal of the Sword Sect, Cheng is not worried and Cong does not give up, please! Everyone practices swords together every day, don't you be too familiar?

The young man shook his sword eyebrows in distress, and his elegant face with three points of sunshine was full of helplessness!

In the past, this Yue Buqun was a disciple of Ning Qingyu, the head of the Huashan faction of the mighty rivers and lakes, although there were still a few older brothers on the head of the head of the head of the next generation and slightly suppressed themselves, but with the daughter of the head of the childhood sweetheart, Ning Zhong was favored by the little junior sister, and he was still a popular candidate for the future head, the standard martial arts Gao Fu Shuai!

Looking down at his brown linen filial piety clothes, the young man wanted to cry without tears, but he was still mourning almost all the masters of the Huashan Sect! Even Ning Qingyu, the leader of the Sun Moon Divine Sect and the head of the mighty martial arts, had been seriously injured in the great internal battle of the Huashan Sword and Qi Second Sect seven days ago, and he sat down gloomily three days ago. As a result, as the only contemporary male disciple of the Huashan Qi Sect, Yue Buqun accepted the master's order with tears in his eyes before his master's death, took over the banner of the head of Huashan, and became the head of the Huashan faction who has lost all the masters at present!

Through Yue Buqun's memory, the young man clearly knew that the head of Huashan should be appropriate, and he should be appropriate!

Not only did the Wuyue Sword Sect not allow the former alliance leader Huashan Sect to disappear, but the leaders of the martial arts righteous path, including Shaolin Wudang, also needed Huashan, a three-hundred-year-old brand of righteousness, to continue to attract the firepower of the Demon Sect, and the huge Sun and Moon Divine Sect could not let go of all kinds of grievances with Huashan for more than a hundred years. If you become the leader, although you will face all kinds of hardships and challenges, you may still have some help from Shaolin Wudang and Wuyue Alliance. But if he is not in charge, Huashan will disappear, not to mention the sworn enemy Sun and Moon God Sect, just those ghosts and ghosts who covet Huashan's "heritage" on the rivers and lakes are enough to divide their bodies I don't know how many times.

"It's no wonder that Lao Yue in the original book has become a hypocrite, and he has practiced swords from the palace!

"Senior brother, senior brother, oh no..." The little junior sister Ning Zhong's crisp and anxious call came, interrupting the young man's self-pity!

Before the young man could open his mouth to ask, the delicate little junior sister, who had obviously just cried and had red eyes, had just arrived, so she pulled the young man to turn around and hurriedly descend the mountain.

"Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Cheng have wrapped the spiritual positions of the predecessors of the Sword Sect in the ancestral hall, and they are about to go down the mountain... Senior Brother, you go and stop them..."

In the urging of the little junior sister with sobbing, the young man woke up like a dream, and was just about to open his mouth to inquire, but when he saw a fork in the mountain road in front of him, he subconsciously pulled the little junior sister back and went straight to the road leading to the stone wall of the mountain gate, and couldn't help but explain,

"At this time, if you rush to the ancestral hall, you will definitely go to the empty building! We may still have time to go directly to the mountain gate..." Before he finished speaking, the young man's eyes narrowed, but he reacted, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but be slightly bitter, and he sighed secretly in his heart, whether he wanted to or not, from now on, I will be Yue Buqun, the thirteenth generation head of the Huashan faction!

The old Huashan has come to an end in my hands, and the new Huashan will surely rise in my hands!

"Huashan Sword School", the dark red mottled font on the mountain wall, but it is long gone, the vermilion dazzling, truthfully recording the vicissitudes of the Huashan School in the past three hundred years!

"Senior brother, will we never come back in the future?" asked a fourteen or fifteen-year-old sharp-faced young man, carrying a package and a long sword in his hand, and asked softly to the square-faced young man beside him who was staring at the stone wall with a confused gaze.

In a moment, the square-faced young man withdrew his complicated gaze and regained his calm aura, but without making any answer, he turned around and continued on his way. The sharp-faced young man also silently followed, and there was no unusual reaction to the senior brother, obviously the two of them seemed to have realized in their hearts.

"Huhu! and wait... Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Cheng stay!"

The familiar voice came, the two of them paused, and they turned around in unison, looking at Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, their eyes were quite complicated, recalling how intimate everyone used to practice martial arts and play together every day? The elders of the Qi Sect actually killed each other, and at this moment, it seemed that the kind faces of those elders were shaking, and I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, I should resent Yue Buqun, who was subordinate to the Qi Sect, but I couldn't hate it! After all, the elders of the Qi Sect had all passed away, and everyone was just sympathetic!

"What are you chasing after you? My Sword Sect has been removed from Huashan, in the future, you will take your Yangguan Road, we will cross our single-plank bridge, and you, the new head of Huashan, will not be able to control us!" Seeing Yue Buqun approaching, the sharp-mouthed young man glanced at the senior brother who was still silent, and could no longer hold back the reluctance in his heart, and even unwillingly, hateful words and ridicule.

“・・・・”

Hearing the fierce rebuttal as imagined, the square-faced young man's eyes flashed, and his face showed a hint of surprise, but it was fleeting, quietly waiting for Yue Buqun and the two to arrive.

Yue Buqun subconsciously maintained his elegant posture in the past, and slowly approached, looking at Feng Buping, who was still expressionless, and Cheng Buping, who was indignant. Yue Buqun knew in his heart that although Senior Brother Cheng spoke first, it must be Senior Brother Feng, who has always been calm and calm, who really took the idea. Glancing solemnly at the large package containing the spiritual position of the division commander on Cheng Buxian's back, Yue Buqun bowed his hand and smiled bitterly,

"Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Cheng, why do you have to be like this?

"What else is there to discuss? Since your Qi Sect's martial arts are world-famous, and my Sword Sect is an evil demon, I think I am not as good, and from now on, there will be no more Huashan Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes! Our senior brothers and sisters will go to find a place to live in seclusion, so as not to lose their martial arts and ruin the reputation of your Huashan Sect in the rivers and lakes!" Cheng Buyu only thought that Yue Buqun was here to cry and fake mercy, and his words became more and more bitter.

Feng Buping, who had been silent, also bowed his hand in return, with a faint expression,

"Since Senior Brother Yue is already in charge of the Huashan Gate, he doesn't think about reorganizing Huashan, and he still has the leisure to come to us as Huashan outcasts, but he has the trust of the master and uncle, right?"

"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Cheng, you..." Ning Zhong's face turned red, and his pretty face was angry.

Attacked by the two of them, one hard and one soft, Yue Buqun's face became even more bitter, but he still raised his hand to stop the argument of the little junior sister beside him,

"What Senior Brother Feng said is very true, the younger brother also feels that his martial arts are low, his virtue is insufficient, and he is not qualified for the important task of being the head of Huashan, so he hurriedly chased after the senior brother and brother, and wanted to renegotiate the head of the house with the two. Of course, the younger brother actually wants to welcome back Senior Brother Feng as the head of my Huashan, I don't know..."

Knowing that the verbal confrontation had to be the first to take the lead, Yue Buqun ignored the shocked expressions on the faces of the other three, staring at Feng Buping with his eyes tight, waiting for the other party to respond.

"How can this..." Ning Zhong looked anxious, but he didn't dare to disobey Yue Buqun's intentions, so he had to hold Yue Buqun's arms tightly with both hands, hoping that he would retract this intention.

Feng Buping's pupils shrank, and his eyes stared at Yue Buqun, as if he wanted to find some clues of conspiracy in him, but Yue Buqun really had no intention of harming him, and he was sincere in inviting him back, so he calmly looked at him. Of course, giving up the position of head is just a means, and there is a way that if you want to take it, you must give it first...

"Senior brother!・" Cheng Buxian came back to his senses, glanced at Yue Buqun with a complicated face, and then faced Feng Buping, wanting to speak and stopping, his expression was hesitant, and he didn't know whether he wanted to remind Feng Buping, be careful of Yue Buqun's conspiracy, or urge Feng Buping to agree to the position of the head of the house.

Turning a deaf ear to Cheng Buquan's call, Feng Buping slowly closed his eyes, and it seemed that his every move was still calm and orderly, but Yue Buqun and the three of them all trembled slightly under his eyelids, and they could see that he was also experiencing various struggles in his heart.