The world started from mixing in the courtyard

Chapter 207 Stimulating Zuo Lengchan

In fact, under normal circumstances, martial arts sects, especially the famous and upright ones, do not personally invest in properties.

The legitimate sources of income are generally land rent and tributes from some affiliated forces.

For example, the Shaolin Temple's industrial income, land rent, incense money, offerings from outer disciples, and lending. And because it is a Buddhist debt, borrowers are generally more willing to repay due to psychological pressure, so lending is the bulk of the Shaolin Temple's income. Of course, the many martial monks in the Shaolin Temple are not for show.

Yue Buqun naturally couldn't lend money, and he felt uncomfortable.

After much thought, he decided to do the business himself.

The evil sects usually engage in robbery, kidnapping and extortion, selling illegal salt, and engaging in smuggling to generate income.

Wu Dingshang's face was gloomy. This Yue Buqun was much more ruthless than Ning Qingyu and the others. He actually wanted to get something for nothing. Moreover, he was willing to lose face and actually wanted to do business. He looked at Yue Buqun hesitantly and asked, "Mr. Yue, which business are you going to start with?"

Yue Buqun was well prepared for this. He took out a thin booklet, which he got from He Daqing. When He Daqing grew older, he asked He Daqing to start writing down the recipes he knew, compiling them into a book, and printing and publishing them, which could be regarded as a contribution to food culture.

He had already thought about the direction of development, and decided to open a restaurant with a partner for the time being, so he selected some contemporary dishes and reorganized a booklet.

In fact, he wanted to sell private salt and horses, and sell tea to the north. He even thought that Jingzhao also belongs to Guanzhong, so isn't it the starting point of the Silk Road?
But our strength does not allow it, it is too early to say now.

"This is the recipe. I plan to use it as a share and we can open an inn and a restaurant together." Yue Buqun said with a smile.

Wu Dingshang took a look at the recipe and an expression uglier than crying appeared on his face. You are a disciple of a famous and upright sect, but you are studying recipes instead of studying martial arts? !

Besides, who would dare to use your recipe?

But a look of "surprise" soon appeared on his face, and he quickly said: "I never thought that Mr. Yue also knows about cooking. I agree!" There is no other way, when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Yue Buqun nodded and smiled: "Elder Wu is really straightforward. In this case, let's sign and seal it!" As he said that, he took out a contract like a magic trick.

Wu Dingshang almost sprained his waist. No, are you so well-behaved?

After taking the contract and looking at it, he found that the content was quite standard and there was no problem. Huashan only wanted 30% of the profit, and there was also a fixed amount of silver taels of naming fee that needed to be paid to Huashan every year. He turned around and looked at Wu Bojin: "Go get some writing brush and ink."

Wu Bojin brought the pen and ink.

Wu Dingshang filled in the name of his own restaurant in the vacant restaurant name and then signed and sealed it.

After finishing, the two looked at Yue Buqun. I think Yue Buqun should be satisfied.

Yue Buqun smiled and almost stood up to shake hands out of habit. Fortunately, he reacted, clasped his fists, took the contract, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Elder Wu, from today on, we are a family."

As he said this, he suddenly turned around and said, "I've heard that Brother Wu has three sons. Why don't you send one to Mount Huashan and let him join our outer sect?"

Just when he thought that they had used 30% of a restaurant's profits and some silver coins a year to pay off Yue Buqun's Wu Dingshang and Wu Boxin, father and son, he was stunned.

"Sir, do you still want hostages?" Wu Bojin's face was grim.

Yue Buqun stopped smiling and said calmly, "Our Huashan is a prestigious and upright sect. People who want to join are as numerous as carp crossing the river. Since Elder Wu is a family member, why can't you send one over?"

"Does Wujiazhuang look down on Huashan's martial arts?" The voice gradually became colder.

Wu Bojin's face froze. He didn't dare to refute and turned to look at Wu Dingshang.

Wu Dingshang was gloomy for a moment, then smiled and said, "How can I not agree if my grandson can join Mount Huashan!"

Wu Bojin said anxiously: "Father..."

People like them who are at the bottom of the martial arts world are actually equivalent to landlords. If they join a sect like Huashan, they will really have to fight and kill. How could they want their children to go there? !

Yue Buqun laughed and said, "Elder Wu is indeed a family, that's good!" Then he added, "In a few days, my Huashan deacon Liu Chengjin will send us Huashan's homemade wine and other products. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation!"

Yue Buqun wrote a recipe for making wine and asked Liu Chengjin to experiment with it, and now there have been some results.

Wu Dingshang forced a smile and said, "I would like to thank Mr. Yue for his appreciation of me!"

That night.

Yue Buqun stayed at the Shang family in Wuding.

I took a hot bath and had a maid to serve me.

Yue Buqun waited until the next morning and then said goodbye.

Ride your horse to Mount Song.

Speechless all the way.

That day, Yue Buqun arrived at the foot of Mount Song. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and saw a somewhat familiar figure.

"Father will blame us if we go down the mountain!"

"Oh, you don't understand, it's so much fun down the mountain."

"I'm not going!"

"You can't not go. You are the master's son. If you don't go, the master will blame me alone. I will be beaten, and you will have the heart to watch. Can you be so disloyal?"

"But even if I am the master's son, I will still be beaten!"

"At least it will be lighter!"

……

It was none other than Linghu Chong.

The other one should be Zuo Lengchan’s son Zuo Ting.

“As expected of the protagonist, he has found a big shot so quickly!” Yue Buqun sighed and immediately shouted, “Chong’er!”

Linghu Chong was walking stealthily with Zuo Ting. When he heard the voice, he was startled and hurriedly pulled Zuo Ting into the nearby woods. He then poked his head out and saw that the person was not from Songshan. He immediately jumped out and said excitedly, "Mr. Yue, you came to see me?"

Linghu Chong rushed out from the woods and ran towards Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun squatted down, hugged Linghu Chong, patted his back gently, and asked, "How are you? Is everything going well in Songshan for more than a year?"

"I eat well, sleep well, but the management is too strict. My master urges me to practice martial arts all day long, and I..." Linghu Chong tilted his head, looking quite unhappy.

Zuo Ting also came over and bowed, saying, "So you are Master Yue from Huashan Sect. Zuo Ting, a disciple of Songshan Sect Leader Zuo Lengchan, meets Master Yue."

Yue Buqun stared at Zuo Ting for a while. He looked a bit like Zuo Lengchan, but he was still a child, so there was nothing special about him. He reached out and touched his head, "Hello."

Then he picked up Linghu Chong and said with a smile, "It's been more than a year since we last met. I see you have gotten to know each other better. Has anyone in Songshan bullied you?"

Linghu Chong shook his head. "At the beginning, some people bullied me. Later, my master took me in. They didn't dare to bully me anymore and had to give in to me. But there were too many rules. I was always..."

Linghu Chong started complaining again.

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "You have joined Songshan, which means you have stepped half a foot into the martial arts world. If you don't know martial arts, what will you do if someone attacks you in the future?"

Linghu Chong looked mature and sighed, "If that's the case, I think I'd better retire from the underworld!"

Yue Buqun was amused and laughed out loud.

Linghu Chong said seriously, "Mr. Yue, I really think so."

Yue Buqun nodded, "Okay, okay, okay, I understand." It seems that Linghu Chong's nature will not change just by changing the environment.

That's really great.

Zuo Lengchan is a genius, many times better than Lao Yue.

He taught Linghu Chong, and Linghu Chong's martial arts must be even more powerful than in the original novel.

When Linghu Chong has mastered martial arts and is able to do things, Zuo Lengchan will certainly be shocked by this disciple whom he has high hopes for, and will also make friends with a lot of great heroes.

wrong.

Zuo Lengchan will win over Zuo Dao later.

Thinking about the scene of Linghu Chong hanging out with Qinghai Yixiao, Baiban Shaxing and others, Zuo Lengchan would definitely be very happy.

Zuo Lengchan thought he had brought back a bunch of thugs, but Linghu Chong regarded these people as his reborn parents, or maybe he would even go against Zuo Lengchan for these people.

Wow.

Just think about it and it makes you happy.

The three of them went up the mountain and when they reached the mountain gate, Yue Buqun said with a smile, "I'll go in through the mountain gate. How are you two going to get out?"

Linghu Chong's eyes rolled and he said, "Let's go somewhere else and go in with you, Mr. Yue. We will definitely be dealt with." As he said that, he pulled Zuo Ting, who was a head taller than him, away.

"You should call him Uncle Yue now!"

"No, I still call him Mr. Yue. We met first and I joined Songshan later. This is different!"

"But you are from Songshan!"

"I didn't say I'm not from Songshan, but my friendship with Mr. Yue predates Songshan."

……

Yue Buqun nodded, as long as Linghu Chong didn't change.

Enter the gate of Songshan Mountain.

Someone informed immediately.

Ding Mian, the tower-holder, came out to entertain them.

"Junior Brother Yue, please take a seat." Ding Mian smiled and said, "The headmaster is in retreat. I wonder what Junior Brother Yue is here for?"

Yue Buqun frowned, guessing that Zuo Lengchan should study Songshan swordsmanship. It must be said that Zuo Lengchan had great talent.

He combined the Songshan sword moves remembered by the elders of Songshan, eliminated the dross and retained the essence, and finally integrated a set of Songshan sword techniques. Not only did he make the people of Songshan united, but even those unorthodox characters who joined Songshan became very loyal.

Compared with the husband-and-wife shop run by Lao Yue and his only outstanding disciple Linghu Chong, Zuo Lengchan is thirty or forty levels higher.

"Even if Senior Brother Zuo is not here, it will be the same if Senior Brother Ding is here." Yue Buqun said, his face suddenly darkening: "Why did I hear that Huayin Wujiazhuang has taken refuge in Songshan? Is this true?"

Ding Mian was stunned for a moment and his face became serious.

In fact, the location of Songshan is extremely bad, because they and the top martial arts sect Shaolin Temple are in the same mountain range, one is in Shaoshi Mountain and the other is in Taishi Mountain.

But how can the heritage of Songshan compare to that of Shaolin Temple?

Although they have developed well, they have encountered obstacles everywhere locally, so they have been seeking external development.

Just when they took advantage of the decline of Huashan and extended their tentacles into Guanzhong, Yue Buqun came looking for them?
"Junior Brother Yue, you're joking. We did have contact in Huayin Wujiazhuang, but the Five Mountains Sword Sects are all one family..." Ding Mian was still talking.

Yue Buqun interrupted without any hesitation: "Are you kidding me, Brother Ding? We are from the same family, so what? Blocking someone's financial path is like killing their parents. Even a three-year-old child understands this truth. Brother Ding, do you want me to explain it more clearly?"

Ding Mian was shocked and looked at Yue Buqun in disbelief. Didn’t you, Yue Buqun, take the wrong medicine? !
How dare you talk to me so boldly?

I don’t know what’s going on with you at Huashan?!

There are only a few sick cats and kittens left. It is no longer as prosperous as it used to be!
"What does Junior Brother Yue have to say?" Ding Mian's face darkened and he asked indifferently.

Yue Buqun's face also darkened, and he said calmly: "West of Tongguan, I don't want to see people from the Five Mountains Sword Sects go deep into the territory. Otherwise, the Huashan Sect will withdraw from the alliance of the Five Mountains Sword Sects." As soon as these words came out, Ding Mian immediately stood up with anger on his face.

The Five Mountains Sword Sects formed an alliance, firstly to increase their prestige and enhance their status in the righteous martial arts world, and secondly to suppress the Sun and Moon Sect, also known as the Demon Sect.

The current Sun Moon Sect is not yet the era when the Oriental girl is in charge. She stays at home and does embroidery as a side job, while her main job is to have an intimate relationship with Yang Lianting. The sect is also plagued by internal strife and each sect is fighting against each other.

Now the Sun Moon Divine Sect is attacking everywhere, causing trouble in the places where the Five Mountains Sword Sect is located.

It just so happened that at this time, the Five Mountains Sword Sect was also in its rising period. If it wanted to develop, it would inevitably conflict with the Sun Moon Sect. However, when the power of the five sects was taken into consideration individually, none of them could be a match for the Sun Moon Sect.

Moreover, as time went on, too many people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect died at the hands of the Demon Cult, and the two sides had become mortal enemies.

That's why we chose to form an alliance.

"Huashan is going to withdraw because of such a small matter?" Ding Mian asked with a clenched voice, angry and speechless.

Yue Buqun said calmly: "We are the Five Mountains Sword Sects, we are of the same blood and we are fighting against the Demon Sect together. This is our natural responsibility and we must work together. But Songshan has extended its hand into Guanzhong, which has seriously affected the interests of Huashan!"

"Huashan cannot form an alliance with Songshan to fight against the Demon Sect while allowing Songshan to encroach on Huashan's interests!"

Having said that, Ding Mian felt a little embarrassed.

Who could have thought that Yue Buqun, the humble gentleman of the past, would now be like a businessman, petty and shameless, and would expose such things openly.

Moreover, you actually threaten people with withdrawal from the alliance?

When your Huashan was at its peak and served as the leader of the Five Mountains, did we in Songshan do such a thing?
You are so nice!
Of course, the most bizarre thing is, given Huashan's current situation, how can they ensure that they can defend such a large area as Guanzhong? How dare they talk to Songshan like this?

"Junior Brother Yue, you're overthinking!" Ding Mian suddenly smiled: "How could our Songshan's contact with Wujiazhuang harm the interests of Huashan? It's just to ensure that Wujiazhuang doesn't fall to the Demon Cult! We are just managing it on behalf of Huashan."

"Since Junior Brother Yue believes that Huashan can defend Guanzhong, Wujiazhuang can naturally be returned to Huashan."

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun smiled and clasped his fists, saying, “I never thought that fellow disciples in Songshan would think this way. This is my fault!”

Ding barely suppressed his inner anger and smiled again, "I wonder if Master Ning is feeling better now?"

"Master is in good health, Uncle Lu is also in good health, and even Senior Brothers Du, Bai, Huang, etc. have all recovered!" Yue Buqun said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Ding Mian's face turned pale.

That old guy Ning Qingyuan actually recovered?

Although there are not many people left in Huashan Qi Sect, the Qi Sect is in the late stage, and Ning Qingyu can deal with several of their fellow disciples by himself.

"Congratulations to Huashan. It is gratifying to know that Master Ning is in good health. I think that when we fight against the Demon Cult in the future, we will also be able to see Master Ning's heroic figure!" Ding Mian continued to test.

Yue Buqun smiled slightly and did not answer.

Ding Mian saw Yue Buqun's strange smile, but he said nothing. "Junior Brother Yue seems to have improved compared to before!"

Yue Buqun raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Ding, would you like to have a sparring match with me?"

Ding Mian smiled and said, "It's just complementary gain."

Yue Buqun also had this idea. If he didn't show his skills, how could he put pressure on Zuo Lengchan? If he didn't put pressure on Zuo Lengchan, what would be the point of living in this martial arts world? So, he immediately said, "Brother Ding, please!"

Ding Mian extended his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The two came outside.

Immediately, several disciples from Songshan looked over.

Among them was Linghu Chong, who had been waiting here for a long time, ready to chat with Yue Buqun later.

Because Yue Buqun respected him, did not treat him as a child, and respected his opinions.

Although he doesn't like fighting, he also enjoys being treated as a great knight.

Throughout the novel "Swordsman", there is only the great hero and great hero Ren Woxing who can command Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong is not very obedient to other people, including his father-in-law who raised him.

Now in Songshan, there was naturally no Ren Woxing to convince him. He was annoyed to hear this and that.

"Who do you think will win?" Linghu Chong looked at Zuo Ting.

Zuo Ting shook his head and said, "I don't know, but Uncle Ding is second only to Master, so Uncle Ding should win."

Linghu Chong curled his lips and said, "I hope Mr. Yue wins."

Zuo Ting frowned and said, "If Uncle Yue wins, doesn't it mean that the martial arts of our Songshan are not as good as those of Huashan? You are from Songshan, so you should expect our Uncle Ding to win!"

Linghu Chong shrugged and did not answer.

"Junior Brother Yue, how about letting you take the first move?" Ding Mian smiled conceitedly.

Yue Buqun was not polite, he drew out his sword and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Ding."

Take a deep breath, leap forward, and draw your sword.

Ding Mian took out his long sword and looked at Yue Buqun who was running towards him. He saw the origin of the sword move at a glance and smiled slightly: "Yangwu sword technique, Junior Brother Yue's name of the gentleman sword is indeed worthy of its name!"

After saying this, he raised his sword to meet the attack.

Bang!
The swords collided.

A vast and powerful force was instantly transmitted from the sword.

Ding Mian looked at Yue Buqun in surprise and was secretly shocked. How could Yue Buqun's internal strength be so powerful?

But just when he was stunned, Yue Buqun's voice came: "Brother Ding, how can you be distracted when the battle is about to begin? Could it be that I am not good enough and have made Brother Ding feel lazy?"

As he spoke, Yue Buqun immediately increased his internal strength and attacked quickly. The sword light instantly flew and shone in the sunlight. His figure also moved forward step by step, and the tip of the sword moved up and down.

Yangwu's swordsmanship is upright, square and round, and has the mighty spirit of Confucianism, so when fighting, there is plenty of room for maneuver.

But listen, ping-pong, ping-pong, the sound of long swords colliding.

Ding tried his best to cope with it, but he kept retreating, with the astonishment on his face becoming more and more intense. This shouldn't be the case.

He also knows Yangwu's swordsmanship, so why does the sense of oppression feel so strong today?
Logically speaking, Yue Buqun should be on par with him, or even worse than him.

But the facts before him told him that Yue Buqun had powerful internal strength and extremely skillful swordsmanship, and he had a tendency to surpass him.

There was no way to retreat, so he dodged to the side, blocked the attack with his sword, and then suddenly raised the tip of the sword and headed straight for Yue Buqun's jaw.

Yue Buqun did not slow down his steps, but a purple color appeared on his face, and he suddenly thrust out the sword in his hand.

Ding Mian was shocked again, this was actually the manifestation of the Zixia magic skill.

He saw that the long sword was thrust out in an instant, and it seemed as if it was going to pierce his eyes. He was so scared that he quickly retreated, dragging the sword away.

Seeing Ding Mian retreat, Yue Buqun did not chase him. Instead, he said with a smile: "Brother Ding, do you want to fight again?"

Ding Mian's face turned pale. He had never expected that Yue Buqun's power had greatly increased and he had already started to practice Zixia Magic Skill. However, when he heard that Zixia Magic Skill was progressing slowly, he immediately said, "The outcome has not yet been decided, so why not fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately flashed over.

Suddenly, a sword fell diagonally.

This time, Yue Buqun no longer needed to use Yangwu's sword technique, but instead prepared to give Ding Mian a big blow.

He shook the long sword in his hand, moved his feet quickly, and pressed his body forward. With a bang, the long sword immediately deflected Ding Mian's attack, and the offensive did not stop. Ding Mian was still preparing to counterattack with the sword, but the next moment, the tip of Yue Buqun's sword had already fallen.

call out!
All I heard was the sound of wind.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Ding Mian's neck.

Ding Mian's face turned pale instantly, and his body couldn't help but tremble, even the sword in his hand was shaking.

He really didn't know where Yue Buqun's sword came from, and how it almost took his life!

This sword move has never been heard of or seen before.

It's not a move at all, just a sword!
“Brother Ding, thank you for letting me.” Yue Buqun sheathed his sword and clasped his hands together.

Ding Mian stared at Yue Buqun blankly, his heart filled with shock and confusion...

The surrounding Songshan disciples were also in deathly silence.

Ding Mian is the second junior disciple of Songshan, known as the Pagoda-Handed Man.

He was defeated by Yue Buqun so quickly?!
It was really unexpected.

Linghu Chong was about to cheer, but he was alert. Seeing that no one around him said anything, he naturally didn't dare to open his mouth. He just smiled and clenched his fists excitedly.

Yue Buqun was not in a hurry and just looked at Ding Mian with a smile.

Ding Mian was sweating profusely, and he also noticed the surrounding scenes. He suppressed his inner panic and quickly said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yue is really good. He has made such progress in such a short period of time. It's because I didn't practice hard enough!"

It sounded as if he had said this because he was lazy, so his martial arts had not improved and he had lost to the current Yue Buqun.

The disciples of Songshan were naturally comforted and chose to believe.

Yue Buqun did not expose the truth. Now he has perfected the Hunyuan Qigong and the Dugu Nine Swords. His skills may even surpass Zuo Lengchan. In the martial arts world, only Shaolin, Wudang and the Sun and Moon Sect may have people who can defeat him.

Other sects can at best be on par with him. He cannot beat them, and they cannot beat him either.

“So that’s how it is. Then Senior Brother Ding must catch up as soon as possible. If we encounter the evil cult monsters in the future, I would like to see Senior Brother Ding display his might!” Yue Buqun said with a smile.

Ding Mian laughed, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said, "I will definitely not let Junior Brother Yue down!" Then he changed the subject and said, "Please come into the hall and sit for a while, Junior Brother Yue. I have something else to do."

Yue Buqun didn't care either, and probably informed Zuo Lengchan.

Return to the pavilion.

Linghu Chong and Zuo Ting followed in.

Linghu Chong shouted, "Mr. Yue, you are so powerful! Even Uncle Ding can't beat you! It seems that my martial arts skills at Songshan are not as good as those at Huashan!"

Zuo Ting looked unhappy and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. It's not that you just..." Linghu Chong was about to speak when Yue Buqun said with a smile, "Chong'er, it's not that the martial arts of Songshan are inferior to those of Huashan. The strength of martial arts is determined by the person. Ordinary martial arts, when performed by a person with high martial arts skills, are also extremely powerful. However, even for high-level martial arts, if the person practicing the martial arts himself is not good enough, then he cannot perform it!"

Zuo Ting immediately said, "Yes, yes, yes, that's the truth. My Songshan martial arts are just as powerful as Huashan martial arts!"

Linghu Chong curled his lips and said, "So Uncle Ding is not as good as Mr. Yue?"

Yue Buqun was about to speak when a man walked in from outside the door.

"Brother Yue, I am honored." Crane Hand Lu Bai bowed and smiled, then glanced at Linghu Chong and Zuo Ting: "Why are you still here if you are not going to practice martial arts?"

Linghu Chong and Zuo Ting left quickly.

Yue Buqun looked at Lu Bai. Well, although he defeated Ding Mian, there are still thirteen people in Songshan who are slightly weaker than Ding Mian.

(End of this chapter)