Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 124 Meeting a Northern Beggar on the Road

It’s April and everything is back to spring.

Master Yan Bugui and his disciples walked to the border of Shandong without knowing it.

Wan Yankang and Mu Nianci, who learned the Yi Jin and Tong Gu chapter, both improved their internal skills greatly. After more than a month, Wanyankang has gradually adapted to the weight of the Hidden Front Box.

On this day, when the three of them were passing through a forest, they suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water behind the trees.

Yan Bugui's power was profound, and he could faintly hear the sound of a waterfall in the distance.

"Let's go and take a look." Heifeng followed the pull of the reins and changed his route into the woods.

Walking around the big tree, they saw a deep stream with clear bottom, filled with colorful pebbles.

The three of them immediately went up the stream. After traveling for several miles, there was indeed a waterfall in the upper reaches of the stream, with a sound like thunder and flying beads splashing jade. The top of the cliff is more than ten feet high, and the white water pours down like a horse hanging from the sky.

"Great place!" Yan Bugui dismounted, stretched out and said, "Get ready to set up camp. We will stay here for a while."

"Why?" Wanyan Connor said dullly, "Even if the scenery here is nice, you don't need to live here, right?"

"You'll know later. Let's work first." Yan Bugui took down the tent from Mu Nianci's horse.

She walked with Wanyankang all the way, and the horse took on the responsibility of transporting goods.

Soon, two tents were set up in the open space on the bank of the waterfall.

Yan Bugui opened the Hidden Edge box, took out the Houde Sword and handed it to Wanyankang.

"No wonder this sword box is so heavy!" Wanyankang's eyes widened: "How can you use such a heavy sword? I'm afraid I'll fall down from exhaustion before I can defeat the enemy."

"If I were to be as evil as you said, my master would have been dead a long time ago. Go down here." Yan Bugui suddenly kicked him into the pool without any warning.

Mu Nianci exclaimed, "Master, what are you doing?"

After Wan Yankang stood firm in the water, Yan Bugui put his hands on his back and explained slowly: "This is the tradition of the Huashan sect, and it is also the method of practicing martial arts. Practicing swords in the water, whether it is external or internal skills, will It has the advantage of getting twice the result with half the effort.”

"Master, please give me some advice." This time Wan Yankang didn't have the slightest doubt about his words. His recent rapid improvement in martial arts had already explained everything.

This master is reliable!

Yan Bugui asked: "Have you ever learned the Quanzhen Sword Technique?"

"Learned."

"Then keep practicing this."

"Aren't you going to teach us Huashan swordsmanship?"

"In terms of sophistication, Quanzhen Sword Technique is not as good as Huashan Sword Technique. This is one of the reasons. Second, you have practiced Quanzhen Sword Technique, which can save time. It is not too late to learn Huashan Sword Technique in the future."

"I understand." Wan Yankang nodded and immediately began to practice hard in the water.

Mu Nianci asked: "Master, do I want to go down too?"

"Don't worry, I will teach you the swordsmanship first." Yan Bugui said and pulled out the Boqing Sword again and demonstrated the Huashan introductory swordsmanship to her.

Mu Nianci used a lancet before, but now she can only learn it from scratch.

Her qualifications are not bad, after all, she is the biological mother of the Condor Heroes. She can learn Hong Qigong's Xiaoyaoyou Boxing in three days, and it is no problem to learn the Huashan Swordsmanship.

Not to mention the power, at least the moves are memorized.

After that, Wanyankang and Mu Nianci soaked in the pool almost every day.

Yan Bugui was not idle either. He used the medicinal materials he bought on the road to refine the antidote for the Three Corpses Brain Pill.

It was his first time to refine this thing, so his skills were unfamiliar, and it took him more than a month to finally succeed.

After putting away the antidote, Yan Bugui looked at the two apprentices practicing in the water and shouted: "Come up, it's time for us to leave."

The two jumped ashore.

"So sudden?" Wanyankang found that he was a little reluctant to leave here.

After practicing hard in the water during this period, he could barely complete a set of Quanzhen swordsmanship with Houde Sword.

This kind of progress that was visible to the naked eye was unprecedented. He gradually felt the joy of learning martial arts and couldn't help but become addicted to it.

"Don't forget that you still have business." Yan Bugui said with a smile: "If you don't like it, there are the Yangtze River and Taihu Lake behind. Going to practice swordplay there is much more exciting than here."

When Wanyankang heard the words, he suddenly felt that it made sense and no longer struggled.

After packing up their tents and supplies, they set off on the road again while it was still early.

a few days later.

The three of them came to the edge of the Yangtze River.

The great river goes eastward, and the white waves roll in endlessly.

Looking at the river rolling in from the upper reaches, one can't help but feel open-minded and heroic.

Wanyankang remembered Yan Bugui's words and immediately decided to stay here to practice. However, he somewhat underestimated the natural power of heaven and earth and overestimated his own abilities. With his current skill, he simply cannot stand in the rushing river.

Wan Yankang failed despite repeated attempts, so he gave up in frustration.

Three people crossed the river on a ferry.

After arriving at the shore, we came to a place called Jiangmiao Town not far away.

As dusk approached, the three decided to find a place to stay.

Following their previous habit, they inquired about the best inn in the town.

On the way, when the three of them passed by another inn, they suddenly smelled an alluring aroma wafting out of the store.

Yan Bugui paused: "Did you two smell it?"

"Yes." Wan Yankang sniffed and nodded: "It smells so good. The chefs in this store are very good, even better than those in the Wangfu."

Yan Bugui said: "How about we stay here today? Between living well and eating well, I think the latter is more important."

"You are the master, we listen to you." Mu Nianci pursed her lips and smiled, thinking to herself: "Master's greediness is not much worse than that of Qi Gong."

I haven’t seen him for a few years, and I don’t know how he is doing? '

The three of them entered the store and opened a room.

This inn is of average size, and the guest rooms are in the courtyard at the back.

When passing the Dongshou guest room, I heard a clear female voice talking inside.

"Qi Gong, come and try my specialties. This is stir-fried cabbage, this is steamed tofu, this is stewed egg, as well as stewed radish and white-cut meat."

"Eh~" Mu Nianci was surprised: "This seems to be Miss Huang's voice."

"That's her." Wanyankang's face was expressionless. He really didn't have a good impression of Huang Rong.

"This is interesting." Yan Bugui smiled and walked straight to the guest room where the sound came from.

The two followed closely behind.

Before they reached the door, they heard Guo Jing's voice again: "Rong'er, you are so amazing! You can make these ordinary dishes taste so delicious."

The door was open, and Yan Bugui knocked on the door frame: "Do you mind a few more pairs of chopsticks?"

"Brother Yan? Miss Mu, and Brother Yang! Why are you here?" Guo Jing stood up suddenly and greeted the three of them with great surprise.

"We happened to be passing by, and we were attracted by Miss Huang's cooking skills." Yan Bugui looked into the room and found a middle-aged beggar with gray hair, a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, and patched clothes in front of the dining table. .

"Qi Gong!" Mu Nianci said with joy on his face: "Your old man is here too!"

"You are..." Hong Qigong looked at her carefully, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "I remembered, you are the little girl named Mu."

"It's this junior." Mu Nianci was very excited: "I was missing you at the door just now, but I didn't expect to see you so soon."

Wanyankang was curious about her reaction and couldn't help but ask: "Sister, who is this senior?"

Mu Nianci said: "This is Senior Hong Qigong, one of the four great masters in martial arts today and the leader of the largest beggar gang in the world, known as the 'Northern Beggar'."

Wanyankang was surprised: "You actually know such an expert? Why have I never heard of you?"

Mu Nianci apologized: "Seventh Duke has told me not to reveal his affairs to anyone."

Hong Qigong smiled when he heard this: "Keep your promise, you girl is a good child."

"Weird!" Huang Rong crossed her arms and looked back and forth at Yan Bugui and the others: "How come you two are not together?"

Wanyankang snorted coldly and ignored her.

Mu Nianci said: "Thanks to Senior Yan for not giving up, A'kang and I are both lucky enough to be disciples of Huashan, so we go together all the way."

"What!" Huang Rong was shocked and said to Yan Bugui: "Forget it, Sister Mu, you actually accepted that annoying guy as your apprentice?"

"What if?" Yan Bugui sat down opposite Hong Qigong unceremoniously: "I would like to accept you as my disciple, but you didn't give me a chance."

"You didn't tell me earlier." Huang Rong looked at Wan Yankang angrily: "I really took advantage of you."

Wanyankang smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I am born with good luck. Others cannot envy me."

"Why are you so proud?" Huang Rong came to Hong Qigong's side: "We also have Qigong's guidance. Brother Jing has also learned the best Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the world. He is much luckier than you."

Wanyankang showed no signs of weakness and said: "No. 1 in the world? Not necessarily. Are the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms more powerful than the Nine Yin Sutra?"

"Nine Yin Scriptures?" Hong Qigong's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)