Martial Arts for All: Awakening Peerless Talent at the Beginning

Every time the wooden branch hits obliquely on the rock wall, sword energy will be generated, causing a little buffer force, so that there is a buffer between the cliffs.

Such extreme lightness kung fu is really rare in the world.

"This must be Senior Feng Qingyang."

Ning Zhong looked at the tall white-haired and white-bearded old man who had fallen off the cliff over there, and clasped his fists slightly and said loudly. The crisp voice echoed in the valley, clear and pleasant to the ears, and it was really pleasant.

The old man's robe fluttered down the cliff, his white hair and beard fluttered in the wind, his clear face was hale and spirited, he was really a fairy, chic and elegant, just like his name.

He glanced at Ning Zhongze, and said with a haha: "You must be Ning Zhongze, the jade girl of Mount Hua, right? Hmph, marrying that Yue Buqun is really a flower stuck in cow dung!"

"you!"

Ning Zhong felt ashamed and indignant at what he said, and simply said: "I have already killed Yue Buqun, don't mention his name again in the future!"

"Oh?" Feng Qingyang was slightly startled, and then his face remained normal, as if the death of Yue Buqun in Huashan was not a big deal at all.

Then he looked at Mo Xuan again: "It's you who unleashed the sword intent on this boulder?"

Mo Xuan cupped his fists and said, "It's the junior."

Feng Qingyang said: "Looking at the way you are dressed, you can't be from Shushan Sword Sect, right?"

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Mo Xuan said calmly: "That's right, this junior is a new disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, and he worships under Master Cao Gu of Yuheng Palace."

Feng Qingyang looked puzzled and said: "It stands to reason that your master's kung fu is not very good, can't you teach such an amazing disciple like you?"

Mo Xuan: Are you praising me or hurting me?

Feng Qingyang looked at Zhou Zhiruo again, and said, "Are you a girl from Emei?"

Zhou Zhiruo respectfully said: "Junior Emei Sect Zhou Zhiruo, Juejue is my master."

Feng Qingyang sighed and said: "Extermination is also a powerful character, but it's a pity that his own obsession is too deep, so it is difficult to achieve higher achievements."

Zhou Zhiruo: ...

Good guy, just met each other, offended all three of them with a few words.

This Feng Qingyang is really an old guy with low EQ.

Feng Qingyang looked at the raging fire and strange stone, and couldn't help sighing: "The old man has comprehended it again for more than ten years, but he still hasn't comprehended this sword intent. I didn't expect you to comprehend it in just half a day. It's really awesome for young people!"

What?half a day?

Mo Xuan only felt that the moment he closed his eyes, and the moment he opened them, there was a blazing fire and a sword intent, but he didn't expect that half a day had passed.

He looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Ning Zhongze suspiciously.

The two nodded knowingly.

Hey, these two women are really interesting. He sat cross-legged here for a long time, and they stayed by his side for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Qingyang suddenly laughed loudly, "I've been here for 20 years, and it's rare for a little guy to catch my attention. Come and compete with me, and let the old man show you some tricks."

Mo Xuan curled his lips and said, "Don't you still have Linghu Chong?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said: "That kid is greedy for wine and lust, and he obeys Ren Yingying's advice, so it's hard to become a master..."

Mo Xuan was also very itchy, Feng Qingyang was the ceiling of martial arts in the world of great rivers and lakes, if he could get his advice, it would be of great help to his cultivation.

"Okay!" He slowly took out the Wuming Sword, "Then ask senior for guidance!"

After seeing the Wuming Sword, a subtle surprise flashed across Feng Qingyang's eyes.

With a smile on his face, he suddenly grabbed it casually, and a twig flew into his hand.

"Very good, I will use the Dugu Nine Swords to learn your brilliant moves!"

"Dugu Nine Swords?" Mo Xuan put down Wuming, and asked in surprise, "It is rumored in the world that Senior Feng has long abandoned swords and used knives, why would he still use Dugu Nine Swords?"

Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "While abandoning swords and using knives, and abandoning knives to use swords, utensils are all used by people. In your hand is a sword, over there is Dugu Nine Swords, in your hand is a knife, over there is Dugu Nine Swords." Knife, ever-changing and inseparable!"

Mo Xuan couldn't help being startled, as if Feng Qingyang's words hit his heart deeply.

Is this the ultimate master?

If you have a sword in your hand, you will fight back with the sword; if you have a knife in your hand, you will use the sword to fight back.

This reminded him of the inscription in the sword tomb of the Shushan Sword School:

"On the first floor, the body and the sword are one, and an inch of grass is like a sharp weapon."

Feng Qingyang held the twig in his hand, obviously he had stepped into this realm.

And the person who carved the letter in the sword mound, I don't know how many realms he has stepped into.

Could it be that in the long history of the great rivers and lakes, there have been strong men countless times stronger than Feng Qingyang?

It's meaningless to think about it now, I hope I can learn something from Hefeng Qingyang's discussion.

Sword crossing the sea!

Mo Xuan instantly cut out two sword lights, one from left and one from right to attack Feng Qingyang.

"Good come!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes showed admiration, and the branch in his hand flashed, and it unexpectedly landed on Mo Xuan's wrist!

Mo Xuan felt a sharp pain in his wrist, his jaw was trembling, and he almost lost the Wuming Sword.

On the other hand, Feng Qingyang didn't have any fluctuations of true energy and sword energy on his body, and he seemed very casual and indifferent.

Is this the suppression of a master?

Mo Xuan was not embarrassed at all, and asked directly: "Senior, what is this trick called?"

Feng Qingyang shook the twig in his hand and said: "Broken Sword Style, break all sword moves in the world!"

Mo Xuan pondered for a while and realized something.

"Come again!"

He drew his sword again, but Yu Guang was always on guard against Feng Qingyang's sneak attack.

I saw the branch in Feng Qingyang's hand was like a painter's pen, sweeping and slanting, and came to Mo Xuan's side in an instant.

It has to be said that Feng Qingyang is old, but his hand speed is appalling.

But Mo Xuan turned around suddenly, his body turned around at a very exaggerated angle, and his left hand grabbed Feng Qingyang's wrist with a "clack".

"Good boy, you are quick enough!"

In the next moment, Feng Qingyang's face suddenly changed, and he felt that the true energy in his dantian was being completely sucked out by Mo Xuan uncontrollably.

After all, he is an old senior who has experienced strong winds and waves. I saw him jumping up unhurriedly, like a gust of breeze, climbing to the cliff again.

Mo Xuan only felt that Feng Qingyang's wrist was like the wind, and he couldn't grasp it at all.

Coming down from the cliff again, Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Xuan coldly and said, "Who are you to let me do what I do?"

Mo Xuan cupped his fists and said, "What I have learned is not the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, but Xiaoyaozi's Beiming Divine Art."

"Beiming Divine Art?" Feng Qingyang's expression changed from guarded to amazed, "You can actually get the true biography of that old man Xiaoyaozi, no wonder you can understand the sword intent on the strange rock of fire!"

Mo Xuan thought in his heart, I was able to comprehend the sword intent of burning heart, not because of Beiming's magical power, but because of the super high comprehension brought to him by the peerless talent Jianxin Tongming.

But since Feng Qingyang thinks so, he doesn't bother to explain too much.

He said humbly: "This junior uses the Beiming Divine Art to sneak attack, and only then can he defeat the senior by one and a half moves. I'm really ashamed...ashamed!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang immediately became unhappy.

"Hey, what is a sneak attack? What is a one-and-a-half way to win? Do you think you have won? Besides, being able to sneak attack successfully is also considered a skill, so what is there to be ashamed of?! Let's fight again!"

I saw Feng Qingyang's figure flashed, waved the branch in his hand, and just brushed the ground past.

What unfolded in front of Mo Xuan's eyes were nine sword glows that seemed to be slow and fast like a long rainbow, passing by in front of his eyes.

This sword light seems to be less in number, but it is actually much stronger than Ling Yin's Wan Jian Jue.

He didn't dare to make a fool of himself, so he repeatedly used shifting and changing steps, creating two phantom clones, and at the same time, his own body dodged to the other side.

Dang!

The dense touch sounds merged into one place, making a complete sound.

Mo Xuan only felt the sharp pain in the jaws of the tiger, and the Wuming Sword flew out almost completely in disobedience, and was nailed to an ancient tree next to it.

Just being hit by one of the nine sword glows made him so embarrassed.

What would be the consequence if all nine paths were hit?Mo Xuan didn't dare to think about it at all.

"Good good!"

Feng Qingyang applauded excitedly: "You are the only one in the world who can avoid the old man's eight sword glows! Happy, happy!"

Chapter 149 Winning with no tricks and tricks, martial arts comprehension

Mo Xuan silently walked to the ancient tree, pulled out the nameless sword nailed to it, feeling a little dejected.

Although he was able to kill Murong Fu, kill Ren Woxing cleverly, and defeat Lu Zhangke and Zuo Lengchan, but in front of this Feng Qingyang, he couldn't take advantage of anything.

Moreover, even the tried and tested Beiming magical skill that he was proud of had no effect in front of Feng Qingyang.

This frustrates him.

It's one thing to fail, but another to lose hope.

Seeing Mo Xuan's dejected look, Feng Qingyang comforted him: "Boy, the way of swordsmanship is all about going forward, only attacking but not defending, if everyone is as depressed as you, how can they climb to a higher level?

It is inconvenient for me to pass on Huashan Sword Art to you, so you can use this book of Qinggong to study it, maybe it will help your skills. "

A not-so-quaint khaki pamphlet appeared in Feng Qingyang's hands.

Mo Xuan took the cheat book with both hands, and saw four large characters written on it: "Flying swallows startle the dragon".

"This local-level lightness kung fu was realized by the old man himself after climbing up and down the cliff for 20 years, and it is not considered a secret of betraying the Huashan School."

"Thank you, Senior Feng!" Mo Xuan secretly rejoiced.

This is the light work of a local top grade!

Right now, he just lacks a local-level qinggong transition, so that he can practice the celestial-level qinggong "Nether body method".

Moreover, this book "Flying Swallows Startled the Dragon" captures the essence of Feng Qingyang's more than ten years of research, and it is very powerful if you study it alone.

And there is another feature of this Qinggong, that is, you can quickly increase your proficiency by climbing cliffs.

Each climbing step is equivalent to jumping ten steps with ordinary light work.

That is, ten times the speed of cultivation.

For Qinggong who doesn't use Jianxin's bright talent, this ten times speed is precious.

This time I came to Huashan, I got a Xiangfei sword, realized a sword intent, and got a local top-grade lightness kung fu, which can be said to be very rewarding.

From this point of view, it seems that the disastrous defeat to Feng Qingyang is not so difficult to accept.

"Master Uncle!"

At this moment, a clear male voice came from a rock wall on the south side.

Immediately afterwards, two figures swung towards this side with long ropes.

When he got closer, Mo Xuan saw clearly that it was Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying.

Almost at the same time, a beautiful figure, Yue Lingshan, also appeared in the cave.

In half a day, the people who came together gathered at this cliff...

Compared with Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying's double dwelling, Yue Lingshan's figure was a little lonely and desolate.

Seeing Linghu Chong coming, Feng Qingyang said with disdain: "You foolish boy, I asked you to comprehend the sword intent here, but you haven't even comprehended a fart for several months, and Shaoxia Mo only comprehended Patriarch Raging Fire's in half a day." A sword intent, do you think you are ashamed?"

Linghu Chong said aggrievedly: "Uncle Grand Master, you can't blame me for this, you yourself have realized nothing for more than ten years..."

"Stinky boy, you dare to talk back, don't you!" Feng Qingyang raised the branch as if to hit him.

Linghu Chong quickly covered his face.