I am an ancestor in Wanjie

Chapter 40 Cultivating a Female Sword Master

Each school of kung fu has different styles and different emphases.

For example, the Kung Fu of the Songshan School is majestic and magnificent, and they have made great achievements in palm techniques. Masters such as Ding Mian in Tota Hand and Lu Bai in Crane Hand are famous for their palm techniques, and Zuo Lengchan's Ice God Palm is even more powerful.

Of course, Songshan faction didn't take the Ice God's Palm this time, but kept a hand.

Yang Chen didn't care either. With these mid-to-low-end martial arts, he could also deduce advanced ones.

After studying martial arts for a long time, the sky darkened, and Yang Chen rubbed his forehead, feeling a little tired.

It seems that no matter where you study, you will be tired, and martial arts masters are no exception.

He walked out of the cave, looking at the purple clouds all over the sky, a little lost in thought.

"Senior Feng, we have prepared food and wine for you."

Tian Boguang's sharp voice woke Yang Chen up immediately.

He frowned: "Isn't Lingshan preparing the meals?"

"Miss Lingshan has something to delay, let me take care of you."

Tian Boguang's coquettish voice made Yang Chen feel quite uncomfortable.

"You don't need to serve, you can do your own thing."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and flew away from Yunv Peak, and came to a newly built building under the peak, which served Yunv Peak.

Linghu Chong was drinking inside with a sad face, when he saw Yang Chen coming in, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Uncle Grand Master."

"What's the matter, trapped by love?"

Yang Chen asked casually.

Linghu Chong just smiled wryly.

Yang Chen sat down, picked up a chicken leg and ate it.

"You have to find out whether you have family affection for her or what. Does she only have brother and sister affection for you? Even if it's not family affection, why would a man worry about not having a wife?"

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he seriously enjoyed the dinner and the sunset outside, feeling that this kind of life is not bad.

The only regret is that he is a bad old man at the moment, and feels like he is in retirement.

"This Zixia is going to disappear soon, so it's not like life. For someone as old as me, even if he has a hundred years of skill, he will probably live another five or sixty years."

Yang Chen sighed a little, this worldly kung fu has the most longevity, after all, it cannot live forever, and as for eternal life, he dare not expect extravagantly.

With various thoughts in mind, Yang Chen enjoyed it quietly.

Linghu Chong on the side was also thinking.

He found that he was too entangled with his feelings, and didn't consider how Yue Lingshan thought of him.

"Junior sister treats me as a senior brother from the beginning to the end, it won't be the same as treating brother Lin."

Linghu Chong smiled wryly, he had seen through the matter between himself and Yue Lingshan.

"Your skill is pretty good, the old man has a task for you."

Yang Chen suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Grand Master, please tell me."

Linghu Chong's expression shook.

"Go and marry Yilin from the Hengshan sect."

Yang Chen had a bad taste.

"Ah, grand master... why did you ask me to do this?"

Linghu Chong was startled.

"Aren't you on good terms with that little girl from the Hengshan School? Last time, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley and Tian Boguang came to you and wanted to take you down the mountain and give them to Yilin."

Yang Chen smirked.

"And this!"

Linghu Chong frowned, looking at Grand Master Uncle who smiled like a chrysanthemum, he was a little suspicious.

"What is the old man lying to you about? That little girl is of course impossible to do such a thing, but she has something to do with it. It is not an ordinary person who can make the Six Immortals of Peach Valley and Tian Boguang come to you."

Yang Chen patted the table: "Taking down this little girl will be of great benefit to your master in controlling the Five Sacred Sect."

"This... this is too utilitarian."

Linghu Chong resisted a little.

"The old man didn't force you, but just let you try. If you can catch your eyes, isn't this just following the trend?"

Yang Chen curled his lips: "Go, tell your master, it's also considered going down the mountain to relax, just come back before the ceremony."

"But... Yilin is Ni..."

Linghu Chong was in a dilemma.

"It's enough to return to the vulgar... What kind of mother-in-law are you?"

Yang Chen was impatient.

"Okay, Grand Master, I'll get ready now."

Linghu Chong was helpless.

"Also, ask your teacher's wife to come over tomorrow."

Yang Chen is going to let Ning Zhongze also learn Dugu Nine Swords, and his performance in the grand ceremony will definitely meet the standard.

"Yes, junior, let's prepare now."

Linghu Chong also thought about going down the mountain to relax, maybe it would be better.

Looking at Linghu Chong's back, Yang Chen murmured in his heart: "This kid, if I hadn't chosen the wrong role and chose the protagonist instead of this ancestor, how could I have been poached?"

"Not only will I not be poached, I will take down Yilin, Junior Sister and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, hehe."

Yang Chen thought unbalancedly in his heart, wondering when he would be able to have an ancestor who is suitable for a woman, the role of Feng Qingyang is really not suitable for being close to women.

Early the next morning, Ning Zhong came to Yunv Peak to meet Feng Qingyang.

Yang Chen looked at Ning Zhongze, she was wearing a green skirt, she looked like a young woman, her skin was moist, her appearance was graceful, her figure was plump, her eyebrows were picturesque, she had a gentle and virtuous air, and she also had the heroic air of a heroine.

He couldn't understand why Yue Buqun had the heart to leave the palace?

Is it true that, as it is said on the Internet, staying with beautiful women every day will cause aesthetic fatigue?
Behind every beautiful woman, there is a man who is too tired to vomit?

Ning Zhong didn't know that the soul of this old man who was almost twice his age was a young hanger, thinking wildly.

She lowered her body and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the uncle, what is the order for the uncle to come here?"

"Uh, I asked you to come here to pass on your peerless swordsmanship."

Yang Chen came back to his senses and straightened his face: "The Five Sacred Sect has just completed, and needs more masters to sit in it. Your swordsmanship and skills are not weak. You can learn the Dugu Nine Swords, assist your husband, and jointly manage the Five Sacred Sect."

Ning Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then excitedly and panicked: "Master, can I learn the Dugu Nine Swords? This is the top skill of our Five Sacred Mountains School."

"The old man said you can, of course you can. I hope you can study hard and become a generation of female sword masters in the martial arts world."

Yang Chen looked expectant.

"I will live up to my uncle's expectations!"

Ning Zhong promised very seriously, giving birth to a heavy sense of responsibility.

"Well, Dugu Nine Swords is here, let's see for yourself first."

Yang Chen kicked a few stone slabs around him, because the Chuanwu Pagoda was demolished and rebuilt, the stone slabs inscribed with the Dugu Nine Swords were naturally removed, ready to be repaired and then inlaid in.

This is to be used repeatedly, so he doesn't bother to engrave it again.

"Yes, uncle."

Ning Zhong came to the stone slab devoutly, and began to observe the peerless swordsmanship on it.

Yang Chen glanced at the newly delivered marble outside the cave, and walked over with a sword.

Ziji's Hunyuan Kungfu was running, and the true energy in his body poured into the blade, and the original snow-white blade suddenly had a layer of purple light.

Using the sword as a pen, he slashed across the marble surface, leaving traces as deep as half a finger.

Ka Ka Ka... The stone chips flew, and a pattern of a figure casting a palm gradually appeared.

Ning Zhong looked back, and admiration emerged: "Uncle Master's skill is getting deeper and deeper."

Aware of this adoring gaze, Yang Chen became a little more motivated, brushed and brushed a few times, and the first pattern was completed.

(End of this chapter)