Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect!

"Senior Brother Lin?" Feng Qingyang's expression was shocked, and he suddenly came to Yan Bugui and asked: "Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

"Although it has only been three days, the disciple is indeed from the Sword Sect." Yan Bugui said: "When the disciple went up the mountain, you happened to be away from the mountain because of something."

Feng Qingyang was dubious and frowned: "What proof do you have?"

"This..." Yan Bugui looked troubled and said with a wry smile: "This disciple only worshiped the master for three days, and the master unfortunately passed away.

To tell you the truth, even the appearance of my master is a little blurry now. I forgive you for being disrespectful, but I really don’t know how to prove it to you. "

Feng Qingyang muttered: "Since you know my name, it must be true."

Yan Bugui asked in astonishment: "Uncle, aren't you afraid that your disciple will lie to you?"

"Hmph! How can an airbender have the nerve to mention my name? I want to ask you, have you ever heard Lin Qingping mention me?"

"No, I have been going to the mountain for more than ten years and I have not heard anything from the master once."

"Master?" Feng Qingyang sneered: "You are called so affectionately. It seems that Lin Qingping treats you well. Do you know that you have committed the major sin of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors and forgetting your ancestors."

"Uncle Master, your words are serious." Yan Bugui said, neither humble nor arrogant: "This disciple was only five years old when he went up the mountain, but the master suddenly gave up and went west.

I was left alone and helpless in Huashan. Thanks to Senior Sister Ning who interceded for me, the head master took me in.

They have given me the grace of survival and teaching. If a man receives a drop of kindness from others, he should repay it with a spring of water. My disciples have a clear conscience. "

Feng Qingyang suddenly said: "It turns out that Ning Yatou helped you. I wonder how Lin Qingping could be so kind."

He sighed and said quietly: "It's true, these are the grudges of the previous generation. It's really not your child's fault. It's my fault."

Yan Bugui said with a smile: "Uncle Master, please stop blaming the disciples."

Feng Qingyang took advantage of the moonlight and looked at him again: "Lin Qingping is really cheap. It's a pity that the airbender picked up such a good prospect like you in vain. It's a pity, it's a pity."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you have been led astray by the airbenders. From what you said just now, you obviously think that internal strength is more important than swordsmanship. Am I right?"

"Forgive me, my disciple, that's right."

"Your internal strength is so profound at such a young age. You must have been focusing on practicing Qi and neglecting the improvement of swordsmanship."

"Actually... I think I'm pretty good at swordsmanship, and there doesn't seem to be any conflict between the two, right?"

"There is indeed no conflict, but we have to distinguish priorities. Huashan uses swords, so swordsmanship should naturally be the most important thing.

Sigh~ You have been deeply poisoned by the Qi Sect, and I'm afraid I'm talking to you now if I tell you this. "

"Disciple has a question. Suppose there are two people, one cannot swordsmanship but has great internal strength, and the other has swordsmanship but has no internal strength. Who do you think has a greater chance of survival in the world?"

Feng Qingyang put his hands on his back, raised his head to the sky and looked at the moon: "I am not boasting, but with the sword in my hand, even if I have no internal strength, there are not many opponents in the world."

Yan Bugui chuckled: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous. If someone poisons or uses sonic skills such as lion's roar, how will Master Master deal with it?"

"As long as I'm fast enough, it'll be fine if I can deal with the enemy before they take action."

"Uncle Master, you are cheating."

"Your question is also ridiculous. How can anyone say it like you do? I didn't say you shouldn't practice internal strength, but you need to prioritize."

Yan Bugui thought to himself: 'If you knew Shi Potian, you would definitely not say this. ’

As we all know, with Brother Gou's upright and irritating way of chatting, he was able to walk around the world for so long without being beaten to death, all thanks to the powerful internal strength of the "Arhat's Magical Art of Subduing Demons".

"People have different aptitudes. Some are good at internal skills, while others have good understanding and are suitable for external skills. Disciples think that teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the right way."

"Hmph! Do you think the ancestors of Huashan Mountain would not understand such a simple truth?"

"From what you mean, there seems to be some discord here. But it doesn't matter. It's all over, and Huashan is pretty good now."

"You're quite open-minded. Boy, I'm tired. Please be quieter next time, and don't disturb others' dreams by shouting and yelling in the middle of the night."

"Hey~ This happened for a reason, old man, please walk slowly."

Yan Bugui hasn't found a suitable starting point for the topic, and he is not in a hurry to ask for advice on "Dugu Nine Swords" at this moment.

The next day.

Yan Bugui officially began to retreat.

In the morning, he practiced Hunyuan Palm to accumulate internal strength, in the afternoon he practiced the swordsmanship in the secret cave, and in the evening he used Spiral Qi to open up his meridians.

evening.

Ning Zhong brought him dinner, chatted with him for a while, told him not to work too hard, and then went down the mountain.

"Uncle Feng Master, do you want to eat something together?" Yan Bugui sat on the edge of the cliff. After opening the food box, he suddenly shouted towards the back of the cliff.

Uh-huh!

A green shadow flashed out.

Feng Qingyang said in surprise: "I have tried my best to walk as gently as possible, but I didn't expect you to still find me. I really don't know how you mastered this kind of internal strength."

"Uncle, please." Yan Bugui took out the food and handed the chopsticks to Feng Qingyang.

"You have a big appetite." Feng Qingyang looked at the three large bowls of dishes in front of him in surprise, two meat and one vegetarian, five steamed buns bigger than a fist, and a large bowl of oily noodles.

"The disciple's qualifications are mediocre. The head master taught me the Hunyuan Kung a few years ago and asked me to practice both internally and externally."

"Are you not qualified? Haha, Lin Qingping is indeed old-sighted."

"Hey~ it's a long story. We were talking while eating, that summer..." Yan Bugui took a bite of the steamed bun, and then told the story of practicing martial arts in the water.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but marveled: "You kid is really lucky. Not only Ning Yatou and Lin Qingping are helping you, but God is also helping you."

He was old, had a small appetite, and ate lightly. He only took a few bites of the bowl of vegetarian vegetables and then put down his chopsticks.

"Just eat this little?" Yan Bugui advised: "This is not acceptable. Eating only vegetables without meat is not good for your health. Elderly people cannot be picky eaters."

Feng Qingyang shook his head and chuckled: "I'm used to it."

"In this case... just wait a moment." Yan Bugui stood up and returned to the cave, taking out a blue booklet.

"This is the inner strength and mental method discovered by this junior in the secret cave. It was recorded by the senior of our sect before he died. You can practice it in your free time, and it will relieve your boredom."

Feng Qingyang was not polite and quickly read through it.

"You're very generous. This internal power is comparable to the Zixia Gong of Qi Buddhism, and you just give it to me like this?"

"You, the old man, are not outsiders, so what's wrong with you?" Yan Bugui suddenly rubbed his hands: "Of course, it would be better if you, the old man, are willing to teach me some swordsmanship."

"You little naughty boy, I know you have bad intentions." Feng Qingyang laughed and scolded: "I heard clearly what the three of you did in the cave a few days ago.

Why, aren't the thousands of sword skills from the Five Mountains Sword Sect in the secret cave enough for you to practice? "

Yan Bugui shook his head and said: "As the saying goes, a disciple of the Jianghu is a disciple of the Jianghu, who thinks he has few tricks?

Besides our Huashan swordsmanship, I can’t use other moves even if I have practiced them. "

Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment and sighed: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I would be able to see my old friend from the Sword Sect again.

Well, since we are destined to be together, I will teach you a set of sword techniques. "

"Thank you, uncle!" Yan Bugui was overjoyed and quickly bowed with fists in his hands.

Feng Qingyang put his left hand on his back, stroked his beard with his right hand, and said leisurely: "This set of swordsmanship is called "Dugu Nine Swords". I got it by chance when I was young. It is not a swordsmanship of my own. Don't regret it if you learn it."

"If you want to keep it secret, the worst thing you can do is learn it and don't use it."

"Then what's the use of learning it?"

"You can learn it without using it, but you can't use it when you can't use it. This principle has always been accepted by my disciples."

"You are not very old, but you have a set of principles. Let's get back to the subject. There are nine styles of the Dugu Nine Swords, which are divided into the general formula style, the broken sword style, the broken knife style, the broken gun style, the broken whip style, the broken rope style, Broken Palm Pose, Broken Arrow Pose and Broken Chi Pose.

These nine moves are used to crack the martial arts world, among which the last three moves are the most difficult to learn.

The Broken Palm pose is called Broken Palm, but it actually includes all kinds of fists, palms, legs, claws, fingers, etc. If you want to learn this pose, you must have good fist and kick skills.

To break through all kinds of hidden weapons in the world, you need to learn the skill of listening to the wind to identify the position of the enemy. The Qi style is specially designed to deal with enemies with superior internal strength.

But today I see you practicing, your palm skills are already mature, and your fists and kicks are not bad, so you won't be able to resist this broken palm stance.

In addition, you have sharp ears and eyes, so you can't even hide my movement skills from you, and you can easily identify the position by listening to the wind.

As for this Qi-breaking style, given your internal strength foundation, it is naturally not a problem. "

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but sigh: "This sword technique seems to be tailor-made for you!"

"Well~" Yan Bugui pinched his little finger and said, "Maybe as you said, this disciple does have a little bit of luck."