The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 282

Hong Kang said while walking: "As the saying goes, living in Yi Qi, nourishing Yi body, this place is inaccessible to people, and the empty valley is quiet and quiet, which is good for the mind and mind. It is a good place to live in seclusion. But if you stay for a long time, you will inevitably have a sense of peerless independence."

Feng Qingyang looked sideways at Hong Kang, and said, "You young man, you talk old-fashionedly, without the vitality of a young man."

Hong Kang smiled.

He looks like a young man, but his mental outlook is different.

Sometimes it looks like a person who has gone through vicissitudes, and sometimes it looks like a young man.

It all depends on Hong Kang's current mentality.

After all, his soul age is over 200 years old!

The area inside the cave is not small, and it is not messy.

Now that Feng Qingyang is living here, Yue Buqun and the others will of course arrange for his disciples to clean and arrange things.

It's just that Feng Qingyang refused to buy any furniture. He pursued minimalism in his life. There was only a stone table, a stone bench, and a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the stone table in the cave.

Hong Kang looked around, but he didn't see a bed, only a quilt, randomly spread on a slightly flat place.

These days seem to be extremely miserable.

But looking at Feng Qingyang's state, there is a feeling of joy in it.

Seeing this, Pang Qingyang was thoughtful and muttered to himself.

Feng Qingyang said: "You little girl, what are you mumbling about? Do you think this old man is too shabby?!"

Pang Qingyang shook his head and said: "When we were young, we had days when we had no roof to cover our heads and were suffering from hunger and cold. At least you can't get wind or rain here."

Hearing that this girl had such an experience, Feng Qingyang looked at her with a much softer gaze.

Pang Qingyang said: "But these days, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Mr. Feng, you used to be the top master of [Huashan School], with infinite scenery, but now you are willing to live in seclusion in this place where no one cares about you." , reminded me of a sentence."

Feng Qingyang asked: "What are you talking about?"

Pang Qingyang said: "It is a sentence in the "Tao Te Ching": I have three treasures, and I keep and protect them; the first is compassion, the second is frugality, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world."

"Hahaha……"

Feng Qingyang trembled happily when he heard this.

"You girl said that, old man, how can I have that kind of state of being a man!?"

Even his attitude towards Hong Kang became a little better, and he said, "It's a pity that this old man is just such a stool."

"It's okay."

Hong Kang stretched out his hand: "Qingyang, come with the sword."

With [Three Chis of Water] in hand, Hong Kang glanced at a raised stone pillar.

"Clang~!"

Feng Qingyang was on alert immediately, luck was at his fingertips.

But Hong Kang jumped to the other side, "shua shua" twice, the bluish-white sword light flew out, and the cave was filled with radiance immediately, as if there was a chill.

"Chuck! Chuck!"

A stone pier suddenly tilted, and Hong Kang slapped his left palm, spewing out his palm force.

This stone pier flew out like a spinning top.

With a "duh", it landed firmly on the stone table.

Then, Hong Kang found a suitable stone pillar in the same way, and made another stone pier.

Feng Qingyang looked at the sword in Pang Qingyang's arms, and praised: "Good sword!!"

He squinted his eyes and looked at the stone pier again. The surface of the stone was as smooth as a mirror. Looking closely, the height of the two stone pier was exactly the same height as the stone bench. What a precise vision and control!

Another praise: "Good swordsmanship!!"

Hong Kang took his seat and said, "This is a good sword technique."

Feng Qingyang was taken aback, and said: "You are not welcome."

Hong Kang raised his eyebrows: "Do I have to say that it's normal to say that it's normal to say that it's a trivial skill that doesn't wait for the elegance?!"

Feng Qingyang observed Hong Kang and said, "You are not an ordinary person."

Hong Kang said: "I used to think so, but recently I have realized something in my heart. In the final analysis, I am just a layman!"

"People live in this world, who is not a layman?!"

Pang Qingyang quickly retorted: "That's not true. In my eyes, brother, you are a strange man!"

Hong Kang just shook his head, Feng Qingyang said strangely: "I didn't expect that the famous old devil Hong in the Jianghu would consider himself a layman?!"

"Old Devil Hong?? Are you talking about you, brother?" Pang Qingyang stared at Hong Kang for a while and said, "Nonsense, you are obviously not old at all, brother."

Uh~~ In other words, there is no objection to the "devil"! ?
Hong Kang rolled his eyes in his heart, and said, "I haven't walked the rivers and lakes in the past two years, and I don't even know that I have such a nickname now."

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and snorted coldly: "As a demon sect, the Sun Moon Sect has been hostile to the Wuyue Sword Sect for so many years, but no sect has been destroyed. As soon as you make a move, you will destroy the [Songshan Sect], and call you the devil. The old man doesn’t think it’s an exaggeration at all.”

Hong Kang's expression was flat: "Whether it's a devil or a hero, I don't really care."

"Besides, wasn't Dugu Qiubai also called the "Sword Demon" back then!"

"Hong's actions only seek to understand his thoughts and be worthy of his own conscience. Zuo Lengchan has a way to kill him. Does Mr. Feng want to stand up for him?!"

Feng Qingyang suddenly had a powerful aura, and he stared at Hong Kang unkindly: "In front of this old man, you still dare to speak like that, you have the guts!"

Faced with this momentum, Pang Qingyang reflexively drew his sword out of its sheath, but was held down by Hong Kang.

"If he was timid, Hong wouldn't have posted the battle post two years ago."

After saying that, Hong Kang's aura also surged, and collided with Feng Qingyang's aura. Immediately, the air around the two of them surged, and there was a natural breeze, as if they were about to make a move.

Pang Qingyang was on the side, fully bearing the oppression of these two auras, only feeling his heart beating wildly.

That is not fear, but the body's instinctive reaction when faced with a threat to one's own life.

Suddenly, the two auras dissipated at the same time.

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly: "Hahaha...Brother Hong, you really have an extraordinary bearing!"

"However, the old man would like to hear, why do you think you are a layman?"

Hong Kang also withdrew his momentum, as if the saber-rattling just now had never happened.

"Mr. Feng thinks that ordinary people must be the kind of people who have not far-sightedness, little aspirations, few ambitions, and low style."

"Or the kind of person whose eyes are idle, mouth is broken, heart is scattered, and spirit is idle."

Feng Qingyang nodded and said: "Ninety-nine percent of people in the world are deeply involved in the fame and fortune fair. Isn't this kind of person extremely vulgar?"

He thought of what he had seen and heard, his life experiences.

"The vulgar ones are often mediocre; the vulgar ones are often muddy people; the kitsch ones are often hipsters; the vulgar ones are often villains."

Hong Kang continued: "If a person lives to this extent, he has already broken away from the vulgarity itself and has become a person of low taste."

"It's too vulgar, and the word "vulgar" is insulted."

Feng Qingyang heard different meanings, and asked: "Then what is "vulgar" in your eyes?"

Hong Kang didn't answer right away, but said: "Mr. Feng, you see, in this world, there are some pretending to be elegant, some pretending to be serious, some pretending to be grandsons, some pretending to be handsome, and some pretending to be garlicky, but there is no pretending to be vulgar." .”

Pang Qingyang listened amusedly, and laughed "puchi".

Hong Kang continued: "Ordinary people don't need to pretend. I've heard a saying: "Ordinary people are born naturally, and the elegant are acquired by accident." ""

"So, what's the matter with being a layman!"

"Knowing the world but not the world, understanding the world but not the world, isn't it good!?"

Feng Qingyang repeated the last two sentences several times, then shook his head and smiled,

"Your mentality and realm are really..."

(End of this chapter)