The statue of Sanzhang God stands against the wall, the appearance is mighty, the cloak is scattered, the golden chain armor is over, the five-colored spirit turtle is stepped on, the hand is pressed by the sword, the eyes are like lightning, there are two turtles and snakes standing beside him, and the stone wall behind is painted with the golden boy and jade girl who records the merits and deeds of the Three Realms.

This majestic and luxurious statue is the god of the north of Kyushu, the Emperor Zhenwu, here is the Zhenwu Hall of Yuntai Peak on the north peak of Huashan, and it is still called the Zhenwu Palace, but it is no longer the Zhenwu Hall in Zuo Lengchan's memory.

I vaguely remember that thirty years ago, when he was young, he came to Huashan for the first time, and he came with his master to visit Ning Qingyu, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance and the head of Huashan, that is, Yue Buqun's master.

In his spare time, he was accompanied by several senior brothers of the Huashan faction, and traveled through all the five peaks of Huashan, and the Zhenwu Hall here was also roughly watched.

At that time, the Zhenwu Hall was only a barely medium-sized temple, the clay statue was only one zhang high, and the hall could accommodate five or six hundred people to the limit.

But now, the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu is not a gold lacquer clay sculpture, but a mountain cliff, directly carves the whole boulder protruding from the stone wall into a huge statue of a god three feet high, and its surface gold pattern is no longer gold lacquer, but the inlaid hexagonal armor-like golden brass plate, compared with the old clay sculpture, there is really a difference between cloud and mud.

What's more amazing, today's Zhenwu Hall is big, compared to the Shaolin Temple Daxiong Treasure Hall is also exactly the same, at this time has accommodated Shaolin, Wudang, Wuyue and the guests of each sect of the large and small leaders of more than 1,000 people, still quite spacious, and the courtyard in front of the palace is vast, there are many pavilions, and thousands of people can also be accommodated.

In Zuo Lengchan's view, the Zhenwu Hall in the past was like the Huashan School in the past, with hundreds of years of inheritance. In the rivers and lakes, it is more than enough than the top. Today's True Martial Hall is also the same as today's Quanzhen Sect. Majestic atmosphere, Weiga sea.

Back then, Zuo Lengchan also regarded several of Ning Qingyu's older disciples who might succeed him as the head of Huashan as potential opponents, but he didn't care much about the youngest Yue Buqun.

But he didn't want the few Huashan Junjie he had focused on to be trapped in the battle of sword qi infighting, and he had no chance to fight against him, but the youngest Yue Buqun survived and picked up a position as the head of Huashan in vain. And thirty years have passed, Yue Buqun has been flying for nine days, and he will be defeated casually.

Should it be said that God blesses Huashan, and Yue Buqun is lucky?

With an inexplicable bitterness in his heart, Zuo Lengchan inadvertently saw Feng Buping and Cheng Buxian pacing in from the side door, and immediately knew that the guests were roughly here, and the sword conference was about to begin.

However, why was the Sword Discussion Conference not held in Chaoyang Peak, where the Quanzhen Sect was stationed, but changed to Yuntai Peak, could it be that Yue Buqun had any conspiracy?

That's it. There was nothing abnormal on Zuo Lengchan's face, and he secretly raised his vigilance.

At this time. Feng Buping and Shaolin abbot Fangzheng, Wudang head Chongxu, and the new gang advocate Jin Ao of the beggar gang said a few polite words, and stood in front of the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor, and said loudly: "You are polite!"

This was not deafening, but everyone in the inner courtyard of the hall could hear it clearly, such as in their ears, the disciples of Wuyue speculated whether they were going to see the sword cutting technique that shook the rivers and lakes in that month, and everyone knew about it.

Feng Buping hugged his fists and said: "All friends can afford to look down on the Wuyue faction, Hui Ran came to Huashan, and the head of Yue and Feng are grateful!"

Master Yue and Uncle Feng Qingyang Feng have been preparing for the sword discussion on the peak, please follow Feng to the peak......"

Although everyone wondered why Yue Buqun had not come to this True Martial Hall to open the Sword Conference, no one asked, and they only unanimously guessed that Huashan had other arrangements.

At the top of Yuntai Peak, Yue Buqun stood with the wind and the wind was clear, and his clothes were fluttering.

Yue Buqun wore a purple robe with wide robes and wide sleeves, with gold silk embroidered edges, and a belly pattern of Tai Chi, which was elegant and elegant. Feng Qingyang is wearing the plain light blue robe sent by Yue Buqun yesterday, belly pattern gossip, at this time is stepping on the stone platform with one foot, one hand on the waist, although the posture is not solemn, but there is another unrestrained wind.

The two of them looked down at the mountain roads and mountains below, and saw a dense crowd of martial arts people, climbing up with agility, and gradually approaching the 'thousand-foot building' covered with a huge red cloth.

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said: "Even if you carve the Wuyue swordsmanship and sword interception technique on the cliff wall of this 'Thousand Feet Building' and 'Baizhang Gorge', there is no need to destroy the secret cave of the cliff!"

Although the method of the Ten Elders of the Demon Sect on the wall of the cave to break the Wuyue Sword Technique was just a scare thing, it played a little bit of a vigilant role in the juniors......

Yue Buqun smiled slightly, and said in an inexplicable tone: "The juniors may not be able to stick to the swordsmanship, and we don't need to be persistent!"

Feng Qingyang groaned: "According to your martial arts and power today, Jiangshan Sheji is at your fingertips, so why indulge in martial arts fame again?"

Yue Buqun asked lightly: "The reputation of martial arts is false, is it true that the society of Jiangshan is not false?"

Uncle Feng doesn't think that my dedication to the emperor's throne is better than that of the martial arts alliance master?"

Feng Qingyang was speechless, and after a little thought, he also knew that this was not the case, but Jue Yue Buqun's mind was difficult to guess, and he didn't know how to describe the complex feeling that seemed to be understood or not.

Yue Buqun sighed faintly instead, and said: "Uncle Feng knows that I have made an agreement with Dongfang Undefeated, and in six years, I will fight to the death in Huangshan, no matter whether I win or lose, I will not exist in the world again!"

The wind was clear, and Orr wondered, if he won, how could he not exist in the world?

Yue Buqun said to himself: "As the old saying goes, if you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good alone......

First, today, I am no longer the new head of Huashan who was struggling in the past, but the guide who is at the top of the martial arts and dominates the fate of the martial arts.

Second, as a member of the Chinese nation, in this century when the great world struggle is coming, we should take precautions for the Chinese nation, and even guide the Chinese nation to take the lead on the road of the Greater China Co-prosperity Circle.

Third, in my plan, both of the above need to be realized within six years by relying on the Quanzhen Sect, and at the same time, the Quanzhen Sect will be promoted to the altar, which is the best of both worlds.

If these three are successful, my wife and concubines and children will also be able to enjoy the blessings, and I will have no worries in this life, and how should I deal with myself after that?"

Feng Qingyang was just about to blurt out the words 'return to the mountains and forests or to make fun of the sun', Yue Buqun shook his head again and said: "Uncle Feng has been in seclusion for many years before, can't he still see through it, returning to the mountains and forests is just a way to escape everything temporarily!"

People like us who are proficient in martial arts will never be willing to die like a dream bubble, and will eventually think about and explore the meaning of life, and pursue the way of heaven in the dark!

Six years later, after an undefeated battle with the East, if I still fail to understand the mystery of the 'unity of heaven and man' and lift the mystery of the way of heaven until the moment before my defeat, then I will gladly experience the feeling of death......

If I unleash my infinite potential in the decisive battle and get lucky, I will also shatter the void in a short period of time and go to another magical and magnificent world to continue to find opponents, hone myself, and explore the way of heaven!"

"Shattered Void?" Feng Qingyang exclaimed, his face was shocked, as if he had grasped some kind of key, and finally understood why he felt that Yue Buqun's mind was unpredictable, and he couldn't guess it, it turned out that ......

Yue Buqun sighed inexplicably: "The so-called martial artist is ultimately to accept endless challenges and constantly surpass the enemy and himself!"

If you hide in the deep mountains and old forests and wait for death indifferently, wouldn't it be superfluous to practice martial arts?" )

PS: I ran for a day today, I was tired, and I started coding words at nine o'clock in the evening, and I barely made a small chapter!