The world started from mixing in the courtyard

Chapter 208 is another matter (addition)

Songshan, the place where Zuo Lengchan practiced seclusion in the back mountain.

Ding Mian came in hastily, his face solemn, and said, "Brother, Yue Buqun, Yue Buqun... I am no match for him!"

Zuo Lengchan finished his training, his eyes glared, and he said in a cold voice: "Nonsense!"

Ding Mian said hurriedly: "How dare you! Just now, I was sparring with Yue Buqun, and he suppressed me everywhere. His internal strength is far beyond what it used to be. It is abundant and powerful, and extremely domineering. He even used a strange sword to hit me straight in the throat!"

"I also saw purple air on his face. He has been practicing the Purple Cloud Divine Art and it has paid off!"

Zuo Lengchan was about to refute. He could see that Yue Buqun's level was about the same as Fei Bin's, not as good as Ding Mian, let alone himself. But when he heard that Yue Buqun's practice of Zixia Magic Art had achieved results, his face became serious and he nodded slowly: "If it's Zixia Magic Art, then it might be possible!"

According to the original book, it would have been easy for Songshan to destroy Huashan. However, Zuo Lengchan was afraid of the Zixia Divine Art, which was the best of the nine Huashan skills. He was reluctant to take action and even wanted to get it and practice it himself.

After thinking for a moment, Zuo Lengchan raised his head and said, "There's more."

Ding Mian said, "And as Yue Buqun said, the old villain Ning Qingyu has actually recovered. And Lu Qingping, Du Buhen and the others seem to be no longer in danger of their lives!"

Zuo Lengchan's face instantly turned sinister. He immediately stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. "This shouldn't be the case. According to the informants we bribed, Ning Qingyu and the others were already dying and they can't live long."

"Could it be that I was deceived?"

"Impossible, could it be that Huashan has some magic medicine?"

As he spoke, Zuo Lengchan suddenly stopped, his expression ferocious.

"I want to unite the five sects, spread the prestige of Songshan, rival Shaolin and Wudang, and fight against the Demon Sect..." Muttering, Zuo Lengchan raised his head and smiled: "Although Ning Qingyu may recover, he is old. After the battle, he must have hidden injuries and will definitely not live long! He is just a facade."

"Lu Qingping, a mediocre person!"

"Du Buhen and others are just mediocre people!"

"Yue Buqun is a little better, but he is still no match for me. Besides him, who else is there in Huashan? A group of new disciples?"

"I have the old masters in Songshan, and you too. Huashan is no match for us!"

As if to cheer himself up, Zuo Lengchan's eyes became sharper as he spoke. He turned around and said, "This minor setback is nothing. Although Huashan has Zixia's magical skill, the Songshan swordsmanship compiled by the predecessors of Songshan is not weak either. In addition, there are the Great Songyang Palm, Songyang Sutra and other martial arts. As long as you practice hard, Huashan will naturally be the lamb to be slaughtered by Songshan's hands!"

"I hope you will practice hard and remember today's humiliation. You will bring honor to our Songshan family in the future!" His eyes were sincere and earnest.

Ding Mian looked ashamed, almost crying: "Brother, I will definitely remember today's humiliation and work hard to practice! I will definitely defeat Yue Buqun one day!"

Here, Zuo Lengchan and Ding Mian encouraged each other.

Over there, Yue Buqun and Lu Bai had already discussed and divided their respective areas.

Lu Bai only agreed that Songshan would not intervene in the Guanzhong territory, but he would not give up the north and south of Qin.

Yue Buqun didn't want to become a big fat man in one go. Even if it was just the Guanzhong area, he had to plan carefully, so naturally he agreed to it first.

In short, the two sides had a cordial and friendly conversation.

At the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Linghu Chong and Zuo Ting followed all the way, mainly Linghu Chong.

"Mr. Yue, don't you want to stay in Songshan for one night?" Linghu Chong was reluctant to leave.

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "You have to study martial arts carefully, understand?"

When Linghu Chong heard this, his face turned unhappy.

Yue Buqun took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and said with a smile: "I don't know when we will meet next time. I am really worried about you being alone in Songshan. Take this money and buy whatever you want to eat. If you have time, come down the mountain."

Although Linghu Chong didn't like money, he liked to use it to buy things. Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he suddenly stopped and said, "Mr. Yue, didn't you say that Huashan was poor?"

"Since a kid like you looks down on me, I have to work harder. Now that Huashan has some money." Yue Buqun touched Linghu Chong's head affectionately and said softly, "If I had met you later, perhaps you would have been my disciple!"

Sighed.

He stuffed the money into Linghu Chong's hand and turned away.

Linghu Chong couldn't stand it for a moment, "Mr. Yue, I..."

Zuo Ting grabbed him and said angrily, "How can you be so casual? You are already my Songshan disciple, and you still want to join another sect? If Master finds out, he will break your legs!"

Linghu Chong finally calmed down, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.

If only the friendly Mr. Yue was his master, he would definitely not force him to practice martial arts or do this or that.

Yue Buqun returned on horseback.

This trip to Songshan can be said to have yielded a lot.

First, it ensured Huashan’s interests in Guanzhong.

Second, it stimulated Zuo Lengchan, who was a genius and had great ambitions. He might be able to create top-notch martial arts in the future, which would be a contribution to the martial arts world.

Third, it determined Linghu Chong’s character.

As for his actions just now and Linghu Chong's reaction, Zuo Ting told Zuo Lengchan. Will Linghu Chong be punished?
That's not something he should consider.

It would be better to punish him. Anyway, he had no good feelings towards people like Linghu Chong, just like he did towards Lao Yue. The two of them were a pair of master and apprentice made in heaven, but now that he had become Lao Yue, that was another matter.

Huayin.

Xingfu Restaurant.

When Yue Buqun saw that the name of the restaurant written by Wu Dingshang was Xingfu Restaurant, he came over to check on the business.

As soon as we got inside, the waiter greeted us warmly.

"Sir, are you here for our Huashan aged wine as well?" The waiter was very happy. "You are a little late. Too many people buy our Huashan aged wine, all of them are wealthy people like you. Some even buy several jars to take home."

"Why don't you try our other wines?"

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Then let's try something else." He was originally worried that people wouldn't be able to accept the 40-50 degree alcohol liquor he brewed, but now it seems not bad.

I hope it’s not just a passing fad. After everyone has drunk it, they will stop drinking it.

Ordered a few dishes.

Yue Buqun ate with relish.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from the side, "No? I came here specially to drink a mouthful of your stinky wine, and you actually said no?"

There was a snap.

The waiter got a slap in the face.

"Uncle, they are all booked. Can I reserve one for you for tomorrow?" The waiter was still trying his best to save the situation.

The man opposite stood up and kicked him: "Take it out now, or I'll tear down your store!"

The waiter was kicked to the ground and quickly said, "Sir, this Xingfu Restaurant belongs to Master Wu!"

"What a crap Master Wu! I've never heard of him!" The man grinned with a disdainful expression on his face.

The waiter didn't know how to answer.

Is there anyone in Huayin who doesn’t know the name of Master Wu?

The guests around were also startled and left one after another.

The shop owner walked halfway but did not dare to move forward.

For a moment, I didn’t know what to do.

Yue Buqun walked over and took a look at the other person, who was dressed in black and looked fierce and capable. He didn't know where he came from. He bowed and said, "I am Yue Buqun from Huashan. I have never asked for your advice!"

The man was startled, then looked over, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pointed to the seat next to him: "Please sit down."

Yue Buqun was not afraid, as he knew that no one could beat him, so he walked over and sat down.

The man also sat down and said with a playful look in his eyes: "I heard that this Huashan aged wine was made by you, Huashan?"

Yue Buqun did not hide his feelings, "Not bad."

"Can I do this business?" The man looked at it carefully.

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "If you want to sell my Huashan aged wine, you must become a member of my Huashan sect."

"Can I be Black Heart Tiger?" The man laughed even more happily.

Yue Buqun immediately knew the origin of this man, he turned out to be a gang of bandits? !

Li Sanhu, the Black-Hearted Tiger, was a gang of bandits in the Qinling Mountains. However, they usually just robbed passing merchants and did not harass the Guanzhong Plain much.

and also.

Are you kidding me?
A group of bandits actually had their eyes on Huashan?

“It turns out to be Brother Li.” Yue Buqun raised his lips and said calmly, “Brother Li wants to join Huashan, and I welcome him.”

Li Sanhu was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Yue Buqun, who came from a famous and upright family, would agree to let him join.

“However, Brother Li must mend his ways from now on and abide by the Huashan sect rules. You must not do the things you did before!” Yue Buqun added.

Li Sanhu's face darkened and he said in a cold voice, "What if I don't want to?"

"Then there's nothing we can do." Yue Buqun said, and suddenly reached out to grab Li Sanhu's shoulder.

Li Sanhu immediately dodged, moved to the side, and immediately left his seat, laughing: "Yue Buqun, you are a disciple of a famous and upright sect, but you don't practice martial arts well, but actually study wine. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed?"

He stepped forward and ran straight outside, his steps were nimble and his body was as fast as the wind.

But he just reached the door.

Whoosh.

He saw an extremely fast figure coming in front of him and completely blocking his way.

Li Sanhu was shocked at the time.

As a famous robber, he also has his own means of preserving his life, which is strange steps and excellent lightness skills.

Huashan is not good at martial arts, so how could he catch up with him?

Thinking about it.

Yue Buqun spoke slowly: "I don't think you have the guts to covet my Huashan's things. Who is the person behind you?"

Li Sanhu didn't dare to think any further, because since Yue Buqun had asked this, if he didn't respond, a fight would begin.

He definitely can't win.

I wanted to leave without losing face, but I didn't expect...

"I am a member of the Divine Religion!" Li Sanhu gritted his teeth.

Yue Buqun thought that Zuo Lengchan had used some means to inform Li Sanhu in advance to disrupt Huashan's business, but he didn't expect that it involved the Sun and Moon Sect. He was a little disappointed at the time.

“Don’t you know that our Huashan Sect and the Demon Sect are irreconcilable?” Yue Buqun said as he slapped out with his palm.

Li Sanhu was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy: "Mr. Yue, please spare my life. I really had no choice but to do this. The elders of the Divine Religion came to the mountain, and I wanted to buy some Huashan aged wine to entertain them. I didn't mean to deliberately provoke Huashan!"

Yue Buqun immediately slowed down his Hunyuan Palm and frowned, “Evil Cult elder? Which one?”

Li Sanhu quickly said, "Qu Yang! Elder Qu."

(End of this chapter)