Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

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Huashan thinks over the cliff.

On the steep mountain peaks and cliffs, there are dense horizontal trees, and the sound of apes' cries keeps echoing in the bamboo forest.

The first thing Yue Buqun did when he returned to Mount Hua was to bring a group of disciples to Siguo Cliff, and search for the treasure of martial arts that Xiao Xuan said.

However, after searching around, nothing unusual was found, so Nvxia Ning couldn't help asking.

"A few years ago, several sects planned to block the top ten elders of the Devil's Cult from coming here. Could it be that place that Mr. Xiao said?"

"This Siguoya has existed for a hundred years, and apart from that incident, nothing else seems to have happened."

"Senior brother, do you want to follow the agency back then and look for it?"

Yue Buqun stared at the inside of Siguo Cliff.

The Siguya Cliff is such a big place, one can see through it at a glance, and there is really nothing special about it.

But Xiao Xuan said that there is no hole in the sky here, they have been looking here for two days.

Could it be that he was deceived by the storyteller?

"Junior Sister, how could people from the Devil's Cult come here? This is Siguoya, the forbidden area of ​​our sect!"

"In my opinion, we were fooled by the storyteller."

"Thinking about it carefully, he is just a person who makes money by telling stories, and we actually believed his nonsense."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a pleasantly surprised voice came from the cliff of thinking.

"Master, I found it! I found it!"

"There really is a cave here!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw Linghu Chong running out with a hoe in his face excitedly, looking at Yue Buqun and Nvxia Ning excitedly.

"Master, Mr. Xiao is right, there really is a cave here!"

Yue Buqun and Nvxia Ning looked at each other after hearing the words, and then they came to the cave that Linghu Chong mentioned one after another.

After briefly scanning the inside of the cave, Yue Buqun turned around and said in a low voice to the disciples.

"You stay here, no one is allowed to enter without my order!"

All Huashan disciples nodded, "Yes, master!"

Yue Buqun and Nvxia Ning went into the cave and lit a bunch of torches at the same time.

Under the faint light of the fire, what came into view was a place of white bones and corpses, as well as various rusty weapons.

Seeing this scene, Lady Ning frowned and said.

"Brother, how did these people get trapped here?"

Yue Buqun shook his head slightly. After entering the cave, he simply glanced at the corpses all over the floor, and then looked eagerly at the wall.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun was horrified.

I saw that the moves and swordsmanship of various sects were really recorded on those walls.

There are Hengshan School, Songshan School, Hengshan School, Taishan School, and their Huashan School's swordsmanship.

Looking carefully at the swordsmanship on the wall, Yue Buqun was horrified to discover some swordsmanship that had long been lost.

However, along with it, there are also moves to crack the sword technique of the Wuyue Sword School.

Yue Buqun was not as accomplished as Feng Qingyang, but he was also the head of a school, and he knew quite a bit about swordsmanship. At first glance, he could only feel unwilling and convinced.

Unwilling, their Huashan swordsmanship really has a solution.

What is convincing is that if he faces these sword moves by himself, he doesn't seem to have any power to parry.

"Mr. Xiao really has great powers. I never imagined that Huashan actually has such a treasure."

"Break the Five Sacred Sword Sect, is that what you're talking about?"

Although Yue Buqun didn't want to admit that their Huashan swordsmanship was flawed, he had to admit that these cracking methods were indeed aimed at their Huashan swordsmanship.

"Fortunately, the person who created these sword techniques is dead, otherwise it would definitely be a disaster for Huashan!"

Nvxia Ning frowned slightly, looked at the martial arts on the wall, and couldn't help saying in amazement.

"Senior brother, Mr. Xiao is really a living god. Even we don't know about such places. We can't imagine that he knows so well!"

"Could it be a senior from our Huashan School?"

"Or a disciple of a senior from our Huashan Sect?"

"Otherwise, how could you be so familiar with Huashan, and even know such secrets?"

"It can't really be calculated, can it?"

Yue Buqun was also very puzzled. After reading these deciphered moves, he realized that the people who created these sword techniques were really those members of the Demon Cult that they designed to entrap them back then.

Presumably they have no hope of escape, so they can only be stuck here thinking hard to solve the problem, and use it to vent their anger.

Yue Buqun thought teasingly in his heart, these members of the Demon Cult would never have imagined that the swordsmanship they created with their lives was finally used by him, Yue Buqun!

Yue Buqun snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"Isn't he a fortune teller who claims to know the world?"

"It's not surprising that it worked out."

Nvxia Ning looked at Yue Buqun in surprise, and said to herself, did you say that Mr. Xiao was a liar just now?

Now that you see the martial arts in this secret room, do you call him a fortune teller?

Shaking her head slightly, Nvxia Ning suddenly thought of something and asked quickly.

"Even this secret room was hit by Mr. Xiao. It seems that what happened to Uncle Feng should be true."

"I heard from Mr. Xiao that Uncle Feng must be in the Cliff of Thoughts, I don't know how to invite him to appear?"

Thinking of Uncle Feng, Yue Buqun couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, and there was a trace of displeasure in the corners of his eyes.

Uncle Feng Tai really went down the mountain, I am afraid that his position as the master will be handed over to others.

After all, according to his martial arts attainments and reputation, Feng Qingyang is more suitable for him to take the position of head of Huashan.

But if he couldn't invite him down the mountain, those people who had practiced evil swordsmanship on the rivers and lakes would come to him sooner or later, and their Huashan would be destroyed by then.

In a dilemma, Mr. Xiao said that he can solve the problem, but that's all.

But right now, there is no other way but to ask Feng Qingyang to go down the mountain.

If there is, he really doesn't want to invite a remnant of the Sword Sect to come down the mountain.

So he clasped the folding fan in his hand and said coldly.

"Didn't Mr. Xiao say that?"

"We can hire people who can't move, and some people can move."

After speaking, Yue Buqun walked out of the secret room first, and turned back to Siguoya.

Ning Nvxia frowned slightly after hearing this, her eyes were a little worried, and she tightly grasped the saber in her hand, feeling uneasy in her heart.

Coming back this time, it seems that senior brother has a bad feeling towards Linghu Chong.

I don't know where I offended him.

Chong'er had obviously done a good job, and keeping him in Siguoya was also a blessing to Linghu Chong.

After all, there are so many martial arts cheats here.

If Linghu Chong learned this, he would be able to become Huashan's unique existence in the future.

But for some reason, it seemed like Yue Buqun didn't want to see this scene.

Shaking her head slightly, Nvxia Ning followed Yue Buqun back to Siguo Cliff.

At this moment, Yue Buqun glanced at all the disciples in Huashan, and then his cold eyes fell on Linghu Chong, looking at Linghu Chong who was excited and waiting for credit.

"Linghu Chong."

"Do you still remember what the teacher told you?"

"As a big disciple of my Huashan Sect, you have not changed after repeated admonitions, and you are addicted to alcohol. As early as when you returned to Huashan, your teacher said that you would be punished to face the wall in the cliff of thinking about your mistakes."

Linghu Chong froze for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became stiff.

Indeed, Linghu Chong remembered it clearly.

But when the day came, I was a little bit unwilling.

Thinking over the cliff and thinking about the past here, it sounds nice to ask Uncle Feng Taishi to go down the mountain.

To put it bluntly, it is here to quit drinking.

But the master had already spoken, and as an apprentice, he didn't dare to say a word of resistance, so he lowered his head and said honestly.

"The disciple remembers."

Chapter 43 Fart!The old man's Dugu Nine Swords can't beat a storyteller

"Okay, now the teacher ordered you to think over the cliff and face the wall, do you know what to do?"

Yue Buqun stared at Linghu Chong, those scheming eyes were now hazy with an incomprehensible taste.

Linghu Chong nodded, bowed his body again, like a child who has done something wrong, and said in a deep voice after a while.

"Disciple knows!"

"Disciple, stay on the side of the cliff and think about the past!"

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at his daughter Yue Lingshan, and said in a pleasant manner.

"Shan'er, during this period of time, you are responsible for delivering meals to your elder brother, lest he starve to death here."

Yue Lingshan had just come to her senses at this time, and she still didn't understand what was going on.

All he knew was that his father, Yue Buqun, ran towards Siguoya excitedly as soon as he came back.

Now that he found the secret room he wanted to find, he just punished Linghu Chong and thought about it, what kind of operation is this?

So she acted like a baby and approached Yue Buqun.

"father!"

"Brother, he just drank some wine, so don't punish him to face the wall and contemplate the past here, you can also face the wall and contemplate the past at the foot of the mountain!"

"Father, please forgive the elder brother!"

The red-faced Yue Buqun sang what he was supposed to sing, and then it was time for the white-faced Yue Buqun to take the stage.

Nvxia Ning came over at this moment, stroked Yue Lingshan's beautiful hair and spoke softly.

"Shan'er, don't you listen to your father's words?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer to Yue Lingshan's ear and whispered, "Your father is helping your elder brother to make a small fuss!"

"Just do what your father says!"

Although Yue Lingshan didn't know what this small stove was, as long as it was something good for Linghu Chong, she would immediately nod with wide eyes and excited expression.

"All right!"

"My mother said so, then I will reluctantly agree."

Yue Buqun glanced at Linghu Chong coldly, then waved his hand, and led a group of Huashan disciples down the mountain.

Linghu Chong stood depressed on the edge of Siguo Cliff, listening to the voices of Huashan disciples leaving getting weaker and weaker.

When he couldn't hear any sound, he shook his head and returned to the cave, and entered the secret room with a puzzled expression, while whispering softly.

"Unexpectedly, what Mr. Xiao said actually came true."

"There really is such a secret room in Siguo Cliff, but I don't know if this secret room is really as magical as he said."

"Destroy the Five Sacred Sword School..."

Thinking of the return of the Ten Thousand Swords that Xiao Xuan used that night, Linghu Chong sighed and laughed at himself.