A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 536 Defeat is clear, eight hundred miles hasten! (Seek full order)

Linghu Chong was simply defeated, and the one hiding in the cave finally couldn't sit still, and didn't care to hide himself, so he spoke directly, telling Hua Shishier to try to beat him.

Lao Feng originally thought that he would be able to secure the victory with just a quick touch, but he didn't expect that Linghu Chong not only lost easily, but even the 'Broken Sword Style' he passed to the latter was useless, and he was defeated by the opponent's sword.

Feng Qingyang's age has long passed the age of knowing the destiny, so he doesn't have to fight for it, but if Linghu Chong can be ashamed, so can Feng Qingyang.

But the "Dugu Nine Swords" who broke through the world's martial arts can't afford to lose this man!
Kill all the enemies, defeat all the heroes, and create a Dugu Qiubai who has no tricks to win and has tricks. I can't afford to lose this person.

So Lao Feng chose to stand up when Linghu Chong was about to admit defeat.

Feng Qingyang's words startled Yue Buqun and the others, and the three of Feng Buping Jianzong unsheathed their swords in an instant, and shouted in a cold voice:

"Who is there, get out quickly!"

Compared with the three of Jianzong, Yue Buqun has more self-cultivation. Although he still has a cold face and eyes full of vigilance, he still speaks politely:
"Which friend visits Huashan, Yuemou will welcome him from a distance, please invite your good friend to come out and meet!"

They thought they were all first-class players in the arena, but they didn't expect that there would be someone under their noses who could hide their perception. They didn't realize the existence of the other party until they made their own voices.

If this matter spreads to the rivers and lakes, Huashan will lose adults.

"Hey, I don't dare to be a good friend, the old man is just an ordinary old man who lives in seclusion in the back mountain!"

Following the voice, an old man with a white beard and a green robe, with a gloomy expression and a face like gold paper, stepped out of Siguoya Cave.

As soon as the old man showed up, Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi all felt familiar, and couldn't help showing expressions of surprise.

Suddenly Ning Zhong was the first to ask: "But Uncle Feng?"

If Feng Qingyang was also handsome and handsome in those days, and he was remembered clearly, it must be said that it was Ning Zhongze who was a little girl back then.

Feng Qingyang sighed, and said: "It's rare that someone still remembers the old man, Ning girl, in a blink of an eye, you are so old!"

Lao Feng was born in Jianzong, so the three of Jianzong were the most excited when they saw the elder of Jianzong show up, and bowed down with red eyes:
"Unworthy disciples Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi, meet Uncle Feng!"

Feng Qingyang sighed and waved his hands: "Get up, these years have not been easy for you, since you are back, don't leave!"

Although Yue Buqun was worried that Feng Qingyang's sudden appearance was to compete for Feng Buping's platform, but the other party was an elder after all, he still brought Ning Zhongze forward respectfully, and respectfully bowed to his disciples:

"Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, please greet Uncle Feng, you old man will be safe and sound!"

Feng Qingyang nodded towards Ningzhong, and looked at Yue Buqun with some distaste:
"Okay, don't put on your hypocritical appearance in front of me. Do you dare to say that you are not worried that I will make decisions for the injustices and take your seat as the head of the air sect?"

This sentence made Yue Buqun's face flushed, and Ning Zhong's face was also ugly.

Hypocrisy is a hypocrite!

Yue Buqun is known as the "Gentleman's Sword" in Jianghu, and Lao Feng said that he is a hypocrite, which is really a bit serious!
Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that this old man was a little too much, don't worry about what Yue Buqun thinks in his heart, when he sees you, he comes forward to salute respectfully, without losing the slightest bit of courtesy, what else do you want.

Hua Twelve had to think about this matter. There was a sword qi dispute between the two sides before. Isn't it normal to worry about it? As for Lao Yue not being able to step down in front of so many juniors.

Then Lao Yue, because of the previous qi sword dispute, if he sees you, an elder, be rude and spit instead, will you be comfortable?
I guess you had to turn your face at that time!

Hua Twelve Chaos took a look at Linghu Chong. He felt that Linghu was Lao Yue's top disciple. At this time, his master had been humiliated, so he had to speak up for his master.

But what he didn't expect was that Linghu Chong stood there, his face was full of frustration from the defeat of the martial arts competition just now, and his eyes would glance at Yue Lingshan from time to time, but he didn't care about Lao Yue's affairs.

Hua Twelve is so angry, I don't blame Lao Yue in the original plot gradually looking down on this big apprentice, this is really not caring!

Linghu Chong was unreliable, Hua Twelve felt that he should stand up and speak a fair word for his future husband-in-law.

He immediately took a step forward, clasped his fists with a smile and said:
"Hey..., I don't know who you are, so let's call you an elder. You see, my master greeted you very politely. You are so impolite in front of us Huashan junior disciples, even if you are an elder. , that's a bit too much!"

Feng Qingyang didn't expect that this junior whom he didn't like very much would dare to stand up and question him face to face since he knew that he was the elder of Huashan.

The old man smiled coldly: "Why, what did the old man say wrong? Go ask Yue Buqun if he thinks that way! The old man said he is hypocritical, is he wrong?"

No matter how good Yue Buqun was at nourishing his qi, his face was flushed at this time, while Ning Zhong saw his eldest apprentice standing up to speak for his husband, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes, but he still shouted:
"Pingzhi, this is your Grand Master Feng, you mustn't be rude!"

Hua Twelve turned around and saluted Ningzhong: "Master, this disciple is not being rude to the elders, but just reasoning with the elders again!"

After he finished speaking, he said to the wind again: "Let's not say whether your old man guessed my master's thoughts are right or not, even if you are right."

"Then my master is worried that you will be unfavorable to him, and on the premise that you are an elder, I will greet you and say hello to you. It is not rude at all."

"Have you ever thought about it, maybe this is not hypocrisy, not hypocrisy, but being broad-minded and tolerant?"

According to Feng Qingyang, Yue Buqun came forward to greet him reluctantly, he was a hypocrite and a hypocritical display.

But when Hua Twelve said these words, the whole nature changed in an instant, and Lao Yue's greetings and greetings instantly changed into a pattern!

Worried about being an opponent, but still treating each other with courtesy, what is it if this is not a pattern?
So all of a sudden, Yue Buqun changed from the villain mentality in the old fashion mouth to Wei Guangzheng in an instant.

All the disciples in Huashan nodded, thinking that their master was like this.

The way Yue Lingshan looked at Lao Yue was her daughter's admiration for her father.

Ning Zhong looked at her husband with full admiration and admiration.

The three of Feng Buping couldn't help but look at Lao Yue with a hint of admiration.

Under the admiring eyes of everyone, Yue Buqun involuntarily straightened his waist, feeling more and more satisfied with his future son-in-law.

Feng Qingyang didn't like Yue Buqun's fake attitude at first, he just said it directly, which is also a kind of straightforwardness, but Hua Twelve's explanation, Lao Yue has become a pattern, he is in vain Be a villain.

At such an old age, Lao Feng felt a little fever on his face, and snorted:
"Let's not talk about sophistry. You just said that 'Qi comes first in the sword' and I think it's bullshit. Do you dare to do two tricks with the old man to see if the sword is more important or Qi?"

In fact, Feng Qingyang didn't care much about the qi sword battle.

Although he came from the Huashan Sword Sect lineage, he was a centrist and believed that equal emphasis on sword energy was the truth.

But just now Hua Twelve defeated Linghu Chong twice in a row, and trampled on Jianzong's theory, so Lao Feng took the lead at this time, and simply stood on the side of Jianzong's theory. You can't lose either.

Hearing that Feng Qingyang was going to stand up for Jianzong, Yue Buqun and his wife showed worried expressions on their faces, but Feng Buping and the other three showed extremely excited expressions.

Hua Twelve laughed, and said calmly, "So in the battle of sword qi, the seniors who have practiced swords for decades in the sword sect must compete with the juniors of the qi sect to prove who is right. Are you Does that make sense?"

This is too wicked, Feng Qingyang dare to admit it, if he dares to nod his head, it proves that only when he reaches his age in sword practice can he win against the juniors of Qizong.

Even if he wins, he will lose Jianzong's face to Java.

Moreover, Hua Twelve's words even held Feng Qingyang back.

Originally, Lao Feng wanted to lower his skill and compete with Hua Twelve in a fair sword competition, but people said that you have practiced sword for decades, so the experience value of sword practice can't be reduced, right?
So this thing can't be done!
Lao Feng stomped his feet fiercely: "What a sharp-tongued boy, okay, then let's not compete today. The old man teaches Linghu Chong for a year, and then you two will compete again."

Before Feng Qingyang finished speaking, Hua Twelve interrupted:
"Forget it, as a third-rank official of the imperial court, I am usually busy with official duties, so I don't have the time to mess around. Since Uncle Feng is interested, then I will play with you casually."

Feng Qingyang made what he said just now seem like he was going to bully the little by the big, so he was willing to compete with him at this moment, and he just waved his sleeves and turned around and wanted to leave.

Hua Twelve made a haha: "Since Grand Master Uncle is afraid, let's forget about it!"

Feng Qingyang stopped in his tracks instantly, and his body began to exude a dangerous aura.

Hua Twelve didn't realize it, and continued: "I read the case of Grand Master Feng in the Jinyi archives, and it said that my Grand Master Feng Qingyang of the Huashan School had an adventure in his early years, and he practiced martial arts so well that it can break the world. Dugu Nine Swords, now it seems that he doesn't even have the guts to compete with a junior like me, I'm afraid that the theory of breaking the world's martial arts is a bit exaggerated!"

Lao Feng's shoulders began to tremble, he was so angry with this grandson that he almost had a cerebral palsy.

Co-authoring I said to compare, you imply in your words that I bully the small with the big, and the victory is not martial, I said no to compare, and you said that I am afraid, you are blocking both ends!

The old man suddenly turned around: "Okay, old man, I will lose face today, and I want to let you know how powerful Dugu Nine Swords are!"

His figure flickered, and he returned to Siguoya cave in an instant, and when he came out again, he had already held a branch in his hand:
"Don't say that the old man is bullying the young with the big. Today, I will use this branch instead of the sword, and I will fight with you a few moves. If you can win, it will prove that your qi sect is right in saying that qi is first in the sword. Let it go!"

Ning Zhong said worriedly: "Pingzhi, quickly admit your mistake to Grand Master Uncle!"

Yue Buqun also said to Feng Qingyang: "Master Uncle, Pingzhi, how could he be your opponent!"

Feng Qingyang said angrily: "If you Qizong want to recognize me as Master Jianzong, don't stop me. Are you afraid that I, an old guy, will kill this junior?"

Both Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were terrified, not even daring to speak.

Hua Twelve smiled and nodded towards Lao Yue and Ning Zhong: "Master, Master, you can rest assured that I will uphold the traditional virtues of descendants of Yan and Huang who respect the old and love the young, and will not bully Grand Master!"

What a wicked thing to say, Lao Feng almost had a brain attack just now, but now his heart feels uncomfortable again.

Lao Yue and his wife didn't know what to say, so they simply stepped aside and let the old and the young and the two children mess around.

Holding the sword in one hand, Hua Twelve stood opposite Lao Feng, showing a worried expression: "Uncle Grand Master, if your branch is cut off by my sword, what will you do?"

Feng Qingyang sneered: "This old man has practiced swordsmanship for decades, if you can cut off a branch in my hand, you will win, you just go ahead and attack!"

"Okay, respect is worse than obedience!"

Hua Twelve suddenly threw the long sword to the ground, let out a clang, and then when everyone was stunned and didn't know what he was going to do, he raised his palms into knives.

With the method of quick knife, he used the flame knife, and cut out more than 30 invisible knife energy in an instant, covering Feng Qingyang's body for a radius of three feet.

Feng Qingyang was just stunned by the kung fu, and felt his hair stand on end. He wanted to use lightness kung fu to avoid the saber energy, but it was too late, so he shouted inwardly: "Breaking energy!"

In an instant, the branches in his hand turned into phantoms, and they moved towards the invisible saber energy in front of him one by one.

Moments later, on the cliff more than a dozen steps behind Lao Feng, gravel splashed, and more than a dozen marks of being cut by swords appeared out of thin air.

And Feng Qingyang's eyes were astonished, as if he could not believe it.

A mountain wind blew past Siguo Cliff, everyone's hair fluttered, and when they looked at Lao Feng's robe sleeves, there was a sudden stab, and a hole was split.

In the next moment, the originally intact branch in Feng Qingyang's hand broke off inch by inch and fell on the ground at the top of the cliff.

Hua Twelve shrugged: "Uncle Grand Master, it looks like I won!"

This product got cheap and behaved, turned around and explained to the people around:

"This is the reason why qi comes before the sword. My inner strength is so deep that I can break through my body and emit invisible sword qi. Uncle Feng Taishi can't even use sword skills, and the branches are dried up. You all understand now It must have taken the painstaking efforts of my Qi sect to advocate that Qi is the most important thing!"

Yue Buqun's disciples all nodded their heads in admiration. Even Linghu Chong, who had just learned Dugu Nine Swords in the past two days, couldn't help being shaken.

The elders like Yue Buqun smiled wryly in their hearts, and said in their hearts that you are an evildoer, how long does it take for ordinary people to cultivate to your level!

Feng Qingyang's lips twitched twice, and suddenly he said bitterly: "The old man refuses to accept it!"

At this moment, everyone was stunned. It stands to reason that if the elders compete with the younger generation, it would be embarrassing if they lose.

Feng Qingyang pointed to Hua Twelve and said: "You kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. In today's world, there are only a few people who can release their inner strength to the outside. If the old man knew that you have this kind of skill, how could you trust me?" The branches are against you!"

Hua Twelve nodded approvingly: "What you've always said is correct, you should be good, the younger generation can only beat you by taking tricks!"

What is the most irritating thing, it doesn't matter if Hua Twelve doesn't fight or grab after winning. Anyway, I won, so what do you say, anyway, others think you are unmannered.

Old Feng's hair was all blown up: "I admit I lost. I was created by my predecessors. Dugu Nine Swords refuses to accept. I want to change swords and fight you again."

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he suddenly fell down clutching his heart, originally his face was like gold paper, but now his face flushed suddenly.

Yue Buqun and others rushed forward; "Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you old man?"

Hua Twelve hurried forward and said, "Your junior knows medical skills, let me have a look!"

He hurriedly stepped forward to give Lao Feng his pulse, heaved a sigh of relief for a while, took out a snow ginseng jade toad pill from his bosom and gave it to Lao Feng, and then used his Yang finger to help him regulate his heart pulse.

Feng Buping worried: "Martial Nephew, Martial Uncle, what happened to him?"

Hua Twelve curled his lips: "It's nothing serious, it's just that my heart is not good when I'm old, and then I'm narrow-minded, I can't think about it for a while, as long as he"

In the middle of his speech, Lao Feng was faintly waking up. When Hua Twelve said that he was narrow-minded, thinking of what happened just now, a mouthful of black blood spewed out, and then he completely fainted.

Hua Shishi didn't seem to notice it, and then said: "As long as he vomits blood in his heart, he'll be fine. You see, he's fine. He'll get better after a few days!"

Looking at the eyes of the people around you, Hua Twelve hastily explained:

"Look at the color of the blood he vomited. I don't know how many years this black blood has been. It's caused by the stagnation of heart energy all the year round and damage to the heart veins. I think it's because he did something wrong when he was young. He kept it in his heart and sighed all day. , will be the cause of this disease, today I am angry with him, he is a blessing in disguise, let him set a table to thank him later, to celebrate his recovery from a long illness."

Hua Twelve wanted to ask Lao Feng to set up a table to thank him, but seeing the unfriendly eyes of his master and future mother-in-law, he quickly changed his words.

A group of people carried Lao Feng down Siguo Cliff, and Linghu Chong was also called down by Yue Buqun.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hua Twelve went back to Siguo Cliff at night and took back all the recording devices he had placed in advance.

When I went back to the room and put it on, I heard the old wind's voice from inside: "Guimei tends to Wuwang, Wuwang tends to fellows, and peers tends to Dayou" is Dugu Jiujian's mentality.

After another three days, Lao Feng finally woke up. He was in good spirits, but his body still needed to stay in bed.

Yue Lingshan felt a little lost these two days, because she had been waiting for Linghu Chong to tell her father about the secret book of the Five Sacred Mountains in the cave, but for some reason, the elder brother seemed to have forgotten about it.

Hua Twelve originally wanted to stay with the Huashan faction until about the same time, and then go down the mountain to preside over the martial arts conference together when Chongyang Ninth Ninth Festival is approaching. gave him.

The secret letter was urgently sent from the capital at [-] li, signed by Wan Yulou, with only four words on it, Di Beng will return soon!

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