Asking the heavens starts with Xiaoao

Chapter 122
It has been a month since Wang Xuanfeng was murdered, and all the dead members of the Huashan faction have been properly buried.

Feng Qingyang handed over all the affairs of Jianzong to Liu Qingbai, but he himself hid on the Cliff of Siguo.

Things on Mount Hua gradually calmed down, and three generations of disciples were told that Zhang Qingliu, a traitor of the Sword Sect, deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, and killed his ancestor Wang Xuanfeng and two uncles of the Sword Sect.

Although he was killed by the patriarch Zhao Xuancheng himself, and the family was cleaned up.But Zhao Xuancheng also suffered a fatal blow from the traitor Zhang Qingliu and died of his injuries.

Jianzong went to the five masters at once, and the momentum was not as good as before.Everyone in Jianzong was worried, not knowing how Zheng Xuanji would deal with them.

Fortunately, Zheng Xuanji did what he said, he treated everyone in Qizong and Jianzong equally, and he didn't deliberately make things difficult for everyone in Jianzong, everything remained the same.

The chaotic thoughts of everyone in Jianzong gradually calmed down, and the peace of the past gradually returned to Mount Hua.

But under the calm surface, there is still such a different kind of confusion. Where is Jianzong going?Everyone in Jianzong doesn't know, so they can only muddle through temporarily.

Feng Qingyang stood on the top of Siguo Cliff, looking at the peaks.

Suddenly hearing footsteps behind him, Yue Buqun came up.He said, "Uncle Feng, here it is again!"

Feng Qingyang turned back blankly, and said, "You're not a group! What are you doing here at Si Guo Ya?"

Yue Buqun was carrying two wine gourds, he threw a wine gourd to Feng Qingyang, and said: "There is nothing left and right, I just came here to drink with my uncle."

Feng Qingyang grabbed the wine gourd and took a big gulp with a "gulu".

He took a deep breath, wiped his mouth and said, "Good wine!"

Yue Buqun smiled and said: "This wine is the high-quality Fenjiu that my nephew specially asked someone to buy from Chang'an Zuixianlou. Only the century-old wine that is the best in the world can be worthy of my uncle's status as a master."

Feng Qingyang laughed at himself: "What a master! He can't even save his own master! Have you ever seen such an incompetent master?"

Yue Buqun persuaded: "Uncle, don't blame yourself too much. The other party is deliberately planning to provoke a qi sword fight, and will definitely avoid Uncle Feng. How can Uncle Feng detect it in advance?"

Feng Qingyang said angrily: "Uncle only hates myself for not being able to see Zhang Qingliu's wolf ambition earlier! Uncle also hates himself for not being good enough in martial arts, so he couldn't help Zhang Qingliu that day. Not only did the two senior brothers die under Zhang Qingliu's sword, Uncle Zhao also died with Zhang Qingliu. He died together!"

Yue Buqun said: "Master Zhao's uncle has long wanted to die. When he saw that Zhang Qingliu admitted to killing Master Wang's uncle, he was determined to die with Zhang Qingliu. But before he left, he entrusted the sword sect to Uncle Fengshi , but put Uncle Feng on the fire to roast."

Feng Qingyang remained silent, and said, "How is Senior Brother Ning? How is your recovery?"

Feng Qingyang visited Ning Qingxia a few times within a month, but before he entered the house, Madam Ning kicked him out with a big broom.

He was very worried about Ning Qingxia's injury, so when he saw Yue Buqun coming up to Siguoya, he asked.

Yue Buqun smiled, and just as he was about to answer, he heard a thick voice from the bottom of the cliff: "What? Is Qingyang worried about his sword skills?"

I saw a man walking down the cliff, with a beard like a halberd and a handsome appearance.It was Ning Qingxia who arrived.

Feng Qingyang was overjoyed, rushed over to help him, and said joyfully, "Senior brother Ning is seriously injured?"

Ning Qingxia said: "'Zixia Magic Art' has a miraculous effect on healing injuries. It will take a month for this minor injury to heal. Senior brothers still think it is too slow."

Feng Qingyang said happily: "It's good that senior brother Ning is well. Junior brother was dazzled by anger at that time and seriously injured senior brother. Senior brother made such a big mistake, there is really no redemption for a hundred deaths!"

Ning Qingxia said sternly: "Speaking of this, brother is going to talk about you. Qing Yang, the decades of friendship between our brothers and sisters, can't you trust me?"

Feng Qingyang said shamelessly: "Senior brother, stop talking, everything is Qingyang's fault, junior brother borrows flowers to present Buddha, respect senior brother with a sip of wine, and apologize to senior brother!"

He raised the wine gourd in his hand, and said to Yue Buqun, "Buqun, where is your wine, why don't you take it to your master!"

Yue Buqun smiled and handed over a wine gourd, Ning Qingxia grabbed it, took a big gulp and praised: "This wine is good, this month, your teacher refused to let you drink it, but it suffocated me!"

He raised the wine gourd to Feng Qingyang and said, "Junior Brother Feng, take a sip!"

Feng Qingyang raised the wine gourd to respond, and the two took a big sip of the wine and smiled at each other.

Ning Qingxia put down the wine gourd and said, "Junior Brother Feng, now that Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhao have passed away, what are your plans for the Sword Sect now?"

Feng Qingyang replied: "Senior brothers are very confused and don't know what to do. Junior brother has always been bothered by these trivial matters, so he simply left the Jianzong affairs to Senior Brother Liu, and he himself was at peace."

Ning Qingxia nodded and said, "That's right, with Master Zhao's departure, your Sword Sect's backbone is gone, so you're bound to be at a loss."

He looked around and sighed: "40 years ago, Master and Uncle Zhao parted ways on this Siguo Cliff. Since then, we have two schools of Qizong and Jianzong in Huashan."

"Although Martial Uncle Zhao is gone now, the confrontation between the two sects of Huashan Qi Sword has not changed."

"Yeah!" Feng Qingyang said with a headache: "Martial Uncle Zhao handed over the Jianzong stall to Junior Brother, but Junior Brother is still able to fight and kill. Asking Junior Brother to lead the Senior Brothers to develop Jianzong is difficult!"

Yue Buqun interjected: "Uncle Feng, since you can't continue to develop, then don't develop!"

Ning Qingxia said displeased: "Shut up! I don't care what you are talking about!"

However, Feng Qingyang knew that Yue Buqun was very intelligent, there must be a reason for him to make such shocking remarks, so he signaled Yue Buqun to continue talking.

Yue Buqun said: "Master, Uncle Feng, since 40 years ago, for the sake of Huashan, Master and Uncle Zhao developed Qizong and Jianzong according to their ideas, why can't Master and Uncle Feng 40 years later for the sake of Huashan? Combine Qizong and Jianzong into one?"

Ning Qingxia and Feng Qingyang were shocked, and they looked at each other. Ning Qingxia said: "What do you mean by not being group? Speak carefully!"

Yue Buqun said: "40 years ago, the Demon Cult was very powerful. Master Master and Master Zhao Master Uncle took different paths for Huashan's survival."

"Now that the Devil's Cult has suffered heavy losses, it will not be able to recover for decades. The foreign enemies are gone, and it is a good time to bridge internal differences!"

"Forty years ago, Shi Zu and Zhao Shishu founded Qizong and Jianzong respectively. After that, 40 years later, Master and Feng Shishu merged the two schools into one and unified them into Huashan School. It is not impossible."

"The split of the Huashan School started from the generation of the master, but ended from the generation of the master. It is a beautiful story!"

When the two heard this, they were greatly moved.

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