The perfect villain of the heavens

Chapter 3 Uncle, teach together, save trouble!
learned a lesson...

Regardless of whether Feng Qingyang admits it or not, he has been taught a lesson by this junior, Yue Buqun.

All of a sudden, Feng Qingyang felt that he was really old. The fresh clothes and angry horses and the proud spirit of the Jianghu in his youth had long since been smoothed by the years. Up to now, there is not a single junior who can see it. The sudden exhaustion bent the old man's waist.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was finally limped by himself, Yue Buqun didn't say harsh words anymore, but said confidently: "Uncle Feng, why don't you just watch on Siguo Cliff and wait until I become Master, everything will be fine, I, Huashan Sect, will be the strongest of the Five Sacred Sword Sects!"

It's really not that he's bragging, but it's true, even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he becomes the master and accepts a great apprentice named Linghu Chong, he will even blow the cowhide...

"If you are the master, what will you do?"

"It's simple. Students who are talented in swordsmanship should focus on swordsmanship, supplemented by internal skills. If they are not qualified for swordsmanship, they should major in internal skills, supplemented by swordsmanship."

"What if both are talented?"

"Then create a sword technique that cultivates both sword and qi, and use the sword technique to promote the operation of internal strength, won't it be over?"

Listening to him running the train with his mouth full, Feng Qingyang straightened his bent waist and looked at Yue Buqun with a chuckle: "The old man Dugu Nine Swords has a new understanding recently, boy, come and practice with the old man..."

"No time!" Yue Buqun is not stupid, the old man's eyes are very dangerous now, which makes him feel very bad, so he simply refuses, and pulls his junior sister beside him: "I want to develop a relationship with my junior sister! "

Where did Ning Zhong suffer from this? He blushed and ran away, leaving only Feng Qingyang and Yue Buqun on the Siguo Cliff...

In the end, he was still beaten, so I won't go into details about the process. Dugu Nine Swords didn't have any fixed moves, but Yue Buqun experienced every move once, and the bruised nose and swollen face were the final result.

In fact, after the fight, Feng Qingyang really felt much more relaxed, and offered to pass on Dugu Nine Swords, but Yue Buqun refused.

In fact, it wasn’t rejection, but pushback.

Because he hasn't learned Zixia Kungfu yet, after he has learned it, he will start to learn Dugu Nine Swords, then his passive "sword qi double" can exert the greatest effect.

Ning Zhong was ashamed and ran away, but he came back that night. Although he was shy when he left, he was crying when he came back...

The battle of sword energy has finally come to an end for the time being.

The people of Jianzong were defeated, and under the leadership of the two old men, they left in anger. Now the Huashan faction is dominated by Qizong, but even if they win, it is only a miserable victory. .

Ning Zhong called Yue Buqun back, who was in charge of the overall situation of the Huashan Sect.

"The people from Jianzong are too ruthless, my father... hurt his heart...my father told me to come to you..."

Yue Buqun trembled. Ning Zhongze's father was his master, and he was the number one Qi Zong disciple of this generation. If he went back now, he might have to deal with his funeral arrangements, right?
When the two of them walked through the layers of buildings and came to the backyard, what Yue Buqun saw was a bit different from what he imagined. The master was not lying on the bed, dying, but sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea. ...

What the hell... does it look like your heart has been cut off?
Call yourself here to explain the funeral?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like eradicating the scourge...

"Master, it's good that you are fine. What my junior sister said earlier shocked me. You told me to come back, it was..."

"I can't do it as a teacher..."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Yue Buqun was taken aback, and he watched dumbly as he poured himself a cup of tea, and when he drank half of it, he choked and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ning Zhong burst into tears and knelt down in front of his father, and Yue Buqun did the same, the two of them knelt in a row.

"Huashan faction and Ze'er, I'll leave it to you. This battle of sword qi has made Huashan very fragile. From now on, I should rest and recuperate. The Wuyue sword faction is connected with each other, and we need to build a good relationship..."

The old man confessed a lot, and after he finished speaking, he asked them to retreat, and then sat still with his eyes closed.

Three years of filial piety, during these three years, the Huashan faction is forbidden to marry, and it is forbidden to hold any happy events. Even if Yue Buqun is in charge of the Huashan faction, he cannot become a legitimate leader.

This is very unfavorable, but it was brought up by Yue Buqun. The Huashan massacre this time was not only aimed at the father-in-law, but all the seniors who died in this sword qi battle. , were invited back by him.

This matter was done very beautifully, Feng Qingyang watched it from beginning to end, and now, he no longer lives in Siguoya, but found a quiet place in Huashan School, and opened the pension. mode, just waiting for Yue Buqun to come to his door, begging him to pass on the Dugu Nine Swords.

And he waited for almost two years...

In the past two years, the Huashan faction has calmed down a lot. Under Ning Zhongze's management, although they have not recovered their vitality, the smiles on everyone's faces are increasing.

As for Yue Buqun, he didn't do anything else in the past two years, other than practicing kung fu, he just trained the big disciples.

That's right, Linghu Chong has come to apprentice. The little guy is full of cleverness, even if he is standing still, his big eyes will twinkle.

However, his health is not very good. If he wants to practice Zixia Kung Fu, he has to take care of it carefully. After Yue Buqun spent a whole year laying the foundation for him, he began to teach him the Huashan Sword Art.

Yue Buqun is an airbender, how good can his swordsmanship be?
But even so, Linghu Chong still showed his talent in the way of swordsmanship, mastering it once, mastering it after learning it, and mastering it after three times, and in order to learn swordsmanship, even Zixia Kungfu was not too strenuous.

Yue Buqun didn't say too much about it. Yue Buqun is less than 25 years old now, and Linghu Chong is even younger. Whatever he likes, it's up to him. urgent……

But he could wait, but Old Man Feng couldn't wait any longer. He, the best in the world, was not immortal. But when he called Yue Buqun, he found that this kid didn't come alone, but brought Yue Buqun with him. Got a smaller kid...

"Call Master Uncle!"

Although Linghu Chong was still young, he was clever. Hearing what Master said, he immediately knelt down, smacked his head three times in a row, and called out "Master Uncle!"

Seeing the old man's puzzled look, Yue Buqun said directly: "Uncle, this is Linghu Chong, the disciple's first disciple, who is uniquely talented in the way of swordsmanship. After thinking about it, you can teach both of you. Why don't you teach me?" Let’s teach together? It also saves your old man’s troubles, doesn’t it?”

(End of this chapter)