Chapter Ninety-Eight: Sword Dance

n into the night.

Zhong Yun sat alone on the cliff of Siguo, looking at the bright moon and stars, his heart was inexplicably quiet, he came to this world, and nearly ten years passed unconsciously, and it won't be long before Zhong Yun's time limit in this world is approaching.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yun couldn't help but think of Lu Wan'er, if she went back, Lu Wan'er might not be able to bring it back to the Tianwu Continent, and this matter was also very annoying to Zhong Yun.

Even if he goes back, it is not known what the situation is on the side of the Tianwu Continent, although he can be regarded as making rapid progress here, but the Tianwu Continent, as a high-martial world, is extremely mysterious, among which there are many geniuses and earth treasures, and there are many geniuses and demons.

Zhong Yun's progress may not be as good as the efforts of others for a year or two, and it is inevitable that he will fall too far behind, and the plan after returning to the country cannot be drawn up at all under the condition that the situation is not clear, let alone reviving Wudang.

So, this is also an extremely important question.

At the beginning, because of the urgency of the situation, he only remembered to choose a world with a low force value and relatively easy to develop, but he didn't expect that the time flow rate of the two worlds was the same, even if he developed well here, he would inevitably be distanced by the people of the Tianwu Continent, but he owed consideration.

Fortunately, he still got a lot of things here, which greatly gave Zhong Yun development, otherwise Zhong Yun would go back with these things that Huashan learned, that is, he is an ordinary person who is not in the stream, I am afraid that even walking the rivers and lakes will be a problem, let alone others.

Zhong Yun couldn't help but sigh, there was some trouble in his heart, Qing Ning's mood was also broken, and under the annoyance, Zhong Yun couldn't help but get up and draw the long sword and dance the sword.

As soon as the long sword came out, accompanied by the cold moonlight, thinking about the cliff, the sword light rose for a while, and the figures in the field were scorching, Zhong Yun carried "Lingbo Weibu" from time to time, with Huashan swordsmanship, it was quite a feeling of immortal sword dance.

The moonlight is like soft and pure water, and the long sword is like an icefish in a deep pool.

The antelope hangs its horns, is whimsical, and there is no routine.

Sometimes silky, sometimes cold, both beautiful, but also cold, quite charming.

Since the day Zhong Yun learned swordsmanship, except for a set of basic swordsmanship, he has no longer touched other swordsmanship, and he has mastered the foundation of swordsmanship so deeply that even Yue Buqun is not as good as Yue Buqun.

At this time, you can also see the effect.

Just when Zhong Yun was practicing swords, he saw that there was an old man on the cliff at some point, the old man was dressed in a gray robe, with white hair on his head, and a white beard under his chin, obviously not young, but his face was handsome, his skin was ruddy like a baby, and he was also a person who had achieved cultivation.

If he saw it, he must also know the identity of the person who came, and this person was the wind Qingyang who lived in seclusion in the back of Huashan.

But how did Feng Qingyang find Zhong Yun?

Feng Qingyang lives alone in the back mountain of Huashan, and he will go around in Huashan if he has nothing to do on weekdays, especially Siguo Cliff, which is the closest to the back mountain, and is a good place to enjoy the scenery, and few people come, no one disturbs, and it is also in line with his thoughts.

Tonight, I walked to Siguo Cliff, and was about to enjoy the moon here, I found Zhong Yun sitting on it, which made him a lot of interest, Siguo Cliff has very few people come, since Yue Buqun became the head of Huashan, it is even more so, almost no one has come and now it is not easy to see Zhong Yun here.

Qingyang couldn't help but have a heart of judgment, wanting to see how many catties and taels the disciples taught by Yue Buqun could have, and whether they could support the future of Huashan, so as to observe more, although Feng Qingyang retired, he was still very concerned about Huashan, otherwise he would not swear not to go down to Huashan again because of guilt.

Before he had any ideas, he saw Zhong Yun dancing with a long sword in the field, and he was quite interested at first, and he didn't make a sound, wanting to see what Zhong Yun could make Huashan swordsmanship look like.

Who knew that with Zhong Yun's move, Feng Qingyang became more and more surprised, and first watched Zhong Yun use a wonderful light gong method, which contained the principle of I Ching gossip, which was very mysterious and thought-provoking.

Then he saw Zhong Yun's imaginative basic swordsmanship, and even he couldn't help but admire it.

Although Zhong Yun's swordsmanship is the foundation, it has also been integrated into some of his own understanding, and the martial arts rhyme contained in it, even Feng Qingyang does not dare to say that he can do it lightly, he already has the style of a grandmaster, it can be said that Zhong Yun is not far from creating his own swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship he created is not ordinary, at least it is also a high-level swordsmanship, you can imagine the surprise in Feng Qingyang's heart.

Originally, he just wanted to take a look, but now he was taken aback, and he didn't expect that Yue Buqun would be able to teach such an excellent disciple, if all the disciples under Yue Buqun were like this, I was afraid that Huashan would really be revitalized, and for a while, the wind was clear and even his perception of Yue Buqun was much better.

You must know that on weekdays, he can speak a little humble and gentlemanly about Yue Buqun, and if he doesn't say it well, he is a little unkind to pedantic scholars, but now he is a little suspicious that their approach is right, but you can know how big the change in Feng Qingyang's attitude is.

Feng Qingyang thought of this, nodded to Zhong Yun secretly, and then his heart turned, but he thought of something, the "Dugu Nine Swords" he learned has not been passed on to the present, and he will be broken off the inheritance, and now that Huashan has a disciple like Zhong Yun, he may consider passing it on.

However, after taking a closer look at the meaning of Zhong Yun's swordsmanship, he felt that it was a pity, Zhong Yun's swordsmanship, the charm contained in it was quite similar to the meaning of Wudang's Tai Chi, but it was contrary to "Dugu Nine Swords", if he insisted on passing on this mastery to him, it would not be a good thing for Zhong Yun, and he couldn't help but sigh.

However, he did not give up this idea, after all, Huashan can have a Zhong Yun, and there may not be a genius disciple who is suitable for practicing "Dugu Nine Swords".

Zhong Yun, who was still dancing the sword in the field, didn't think of one of the purposes of thinking about the cliff, looking for the protagonist in the wind and clear air, he had already observed him here, but he just bowed his head and danced the sword, realized the sword intent, and was fascinated for a while.

Slowly, Zhong Yun felt as if he had entered a wonderful force field, the air around him slowly froze, and the long sword in his hand was also swinging more and more slowly, as if it was about to create a ripple in the air, which was very wonderful.

Between the moves, the more you make it, the more special it is, and the "Ling Bo Micro Step" that was originally made under your feet has also become a circular two-step step at this time, moving with the sword, moving with the sword, and moving with the heart, and the heart moving with the heaven and earth.

For a while, Zhong Yun seemed to have opened a door, and many of his previous doubts in martial arts were also solved, he was no longer confused, and the long sword in his hand became more and more shiny, as if something terrible had happened, and the whole world had changed.

Feng Qingyang outside the field looked at Zhong Yun in the field, and this time he was really shocked.