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

"The old man's Dugu Nine Swords is only worth a thousand taels?"

"It still can't break his Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!"

Chapter 44 The old man went down the mountain to find the fortune teller and said

"This... Uncle Feng Tai, please calm down. Mr. Xiao is just a storyteller. You two have never met before, so why should you be angry?"

"You just think I'm talking nonsense."

Linghu Chong quickly calmed Feng Qingyang's emotions, while thinking tremblingly in his heart.

Is this helping me or cheating me?

Mr. Xiao, is it really okay to stimulate Uncle Feng so much?

Although I have heard the story of Uncle Feng Tai for a long time, but seeing him today, he is obviously a grumpy old man!

What if he was really pissed off?

I am also a hothead. I know that Mr. Xiao is a bad idea, so why do I still use it?

What I just said should be more tactful!

I don't know if Mr. Xiao's move will work. If he can really invite the old man down the mountain, then Mr. Xiao is really amazing!

No matter how bad it is to pass on my two hands, so that I can deal with the evil swordsmanship in the future!

But don't try to fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain!

After all, this is a famous figure of their Huashan sect, even a big guy like Taoist priest Chongxu of Wudang would not dare to provoke Uncle Feng Tai like this.

Linghu Chong shook his head slightly, thinking that he couldn't really drive Grand Master Feng away.

Otherwise, his fortune would be in vain.

But if Xiao Xuan wanted to know that Linghu Chong was so provocative to Feng Qingyang, he wouldn't have given him a move even if he was killed.

Xiao Xuan did say that to invite Uncle Feng to go down the mountain, he had to stimulate Uncle Feng, but it was not such a stimulating method.

Isn't this taking yourself to the top of the mine?

"Ah!" Xiao Xuan, who was far away at the Tongfu Inn in Qixia Town, sneezed, rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's talking about me?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's five white beards were flying wildly. After a while, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at Linghu Chong suspiciously and said.

"The storyteller really said that?"

"What else did he tell you?"

"Now that you know Dugu Nine Swords, you should know Dugu Qiubai very well?"

"How did he say?"

Linghu Chong blinked, and felt that continuing to speak would be like setting fire to a gasoline barrel and setting off a cannon, so he faltered and averted his gaze.

On the contrary, this move made Feng Qingyang feel very acceptable, so he said.

"But it's okay to say, the old man knows that there is a wrong and a debt, so naturally I won't embarrass you, a junior!"

Linghu Chong was relieved when he heard this sentence, it was you who said it!

Mr. Xiao wants me to stimulate you, your old man said so, then don't blame me for being ruthless!

So said.

"I did talk about Dugu seeking defeat, but I didn't say much, I only talked about your Dugu Nine Swords, which was inherited from senior Dugu."

"And you live in seclusion on the top of Huashan Mountain, without heart."

"I also said that you were tricked into marrying a wife in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wife you married was still a prostitute. When you came back, Huashan changed hands and became the world of Qizong."

"Because of the Dugu Nine Swords, you were charged as a traitor by the Qizong, saying that you stole sword techniques from other sects, so you had no choice but to hide on the top of Huashan Mountain."

"Well...and said that you are narrow-minded, and you dare not come out after guarding a book of Dugu Nine Swords."

"However, what is strong in martial arts is not swordsmanship, but people. If I can spend 1000 taels of silver, he will tell me that I can learn Dugu Nine Swords."

Feng Qingyang stared at Linghu Chong with a beard blown, and after a while he slapped his thigh and shouted.

"fart!"

"fart!"

"Pure fart!"

Feng Qingyang paused, glanced at Linghu Chong, seeing Linghu Chong's innocent curiosity and the look of a melon-eating crowd, he couldn't help turning around and said coldly.

"Where is a young man who is overconfident?!"

"Dugu Nine Swords is the sword technique created by Dugu Qiubai all his life. He can sell it for only 1000 taels?!"

Linghu Chong nodded, and asked in front of Feng Qingyang, "Master Feng, did you really go to Jiangnan to marry a wife back then? Was the wife you married really a prostitute?"

Seeing that Feng Qingyang's face darkened, he cast a blank glance at Linghu Chong, turned around again, not looking at Linghu Chong's serious face, and said in a deep voice.

"The old man is just unintentional. Young people should practice swords without distractions, and don't always think about messy things."

Linghu Chong curled his lips, thinking that Uncle Feng, you don't need to label me if you want to change the subject, right?

I'm just asking.

Although Linghu Chong teased him in his heart, he didn't dare to say what was in his heart. After all, seeing Feng Qingyang, he respected Feng Qingyang deeply.

It's just that his joking character can't be controlled.

At the moment, he had no choice but to keep the joke in his heart.

Seeing that Linghu Chong had finally shut up, Feng Qingyang nodded in satisfaction, thinking that if he shouldn't inquire, then don't inquire.

But this Linghu Chong is indeed a good seedling, if his Dugu Nine Swords really has no successor, there will really be no Dugu Nine Swords in this world.

As for the storyteller, it's obviously a fart!

I must have heard of the prestige of Dugu Nine Swords somewhere, and it's just a storyteller!

So he turned around and said in a deep voice.

"What kind of evil sword manual did you just say? It's just bullshit."

"A group of eunuchs can practice swords, how strong can they be?"

"Forget it, in a few years, there will be no such Dugu Nine Swords in the world anymore."

"You are a good seedling, so be optimistic!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyang grabbed the void on the ground, and immediately a rusty iron sword flew into Feng Qingyang's hand.

Feng Qingyang pinched a sword formula, and then said.

"I don't care about Huashan. If you learn a few tricks from me, you will be able to deal with that bullshit evil sword."

"listen!"

"The Dugu Nine Swords Final Ceremony has various changes, and it is used to perform the general formula. There are a total of 360 changes."

"Guimei tends to Wuwang, Wuwang tends to peers, peers tend to Dayou, A turns to C, C turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui."

"Zi Chou's friend, Chen Si's friend, Wu Wei's friend."

"Wind and thunder are changing, mountains and rivers are changing, water and fire are changing."

"The heavens and the earth stimulate each other, the vibrations stimulate each other, and the Li Sunda stimulates each other."

"The addition of three makes five, and the addition of five makes nine..."

In the secret room of Huashan Siguo Cliff, Feng Qingyang used a rusty iron sword to flicker out blossoming cold sword flowers in this dark secret room.

In front of his eyes was Feng Qingyang's flipping shadow, and beside his ears was the sound of the rusty sword.

The iron sword seemed to come alive in Feng Qingyang's hands, the sword shadows of the cold light illuminated the stone wall in the secret room, and the figures in the stone carvings seemed to be afraid of Feng Qingyang's sword light at this moment, and appeared dim and ashamed.

Linghu Zhong's eyes were full of Feng Qingyang's figure, he kept memorizing the formulas that Feng Qingyang uttered, remembering every movement of Feng Qingyang, until Feng Qingyang landed in front of him again, he did not turn back Come on.

"second!"

"It's really mysterious!"

Feng Qingyang couldn't help snorting coldly, then asked.

"Chong'er, you are talented and intelligent, with excellent bones, you must have a certain judgment."

"You have seen the storyteller's sword, and the old man's Dugu Nine Swords."

"In your opinion, the old man's Dugu Nine Swords and Mr. Xiao's sword, which one is stronger?"

Linghu Chong blinked, and said to himself, Uncle Feng, can you not give me a proposition?

This Dugu Nine Swords is indeed formidable, but it is only compared to Huashan swordsmanship, Five Sacred Mountains swordsmanship, and those swordsmanship he has seen.

If he hadn't been to Qixia Town before, he must have felt that Dugu Nine Swords was number one in the world!

The mystery of the Dugu Nine Swords moves is something he has never heard of or seen before.

But he had also seen Xiao Xuan pointing to the sky that night, slamming a sword to ask the whole world to borrow a sword, that scene was really shocking.

If you want to compare it with Xiao Xuan's sword, this is not a thing of the same dimension at all. Isn't it embarrassing to insist on who is stronger in front of you?

Linghu Chong patted his head, with a troubled expression on his face, he hesitated.

"This..."

"Uncle Feng Tai, this disciple is dull, just memorized a few movements and formulas this time."

"But when it comes to the essence of the Dugu Nine Swords, the disciple has not comprehended it yet. If we really want to say who is strong and who is weak, we can only evaluate it after the disciple has truly comprehended the Dugu Nine Swords!"

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly, stunned for a moment and felt that something was wrong, then looked at Linghu Chong and asked.

"Oh?"

"So, you have realized the essence of the storyteller's sword move?"

Linghu Chong immediately regretted it in his heart, too many words are bound to be lost!

If I knew it earlier, I would just make up a lie.

I saw Linghu Chong lowered his head, his mind spinning rapidly, and said after a while.

"This...not really."

"Mr. Xiao's swordsmanship is priceless, and the disciple only saw it once, but he didn't learn a little bit."

"However, if the disciple has learned the Dugu Nine Swords and comprehended the essence of the Dugu Nine Swords, he will definitely know how to use the Dugu Nine Swords to break his sword when he faces the sword again!"

"In this way, the disciple can judge who is strong and who is weak!"

As soon as the words finished, Feng Qingyang widened his eyes again, and shouted with a look of resentment.

"No reason!"

"Old man's Dugu Nine Swords can be learned in a thousand taels!"

"Why is his sword not worth a thousand dollars?!"

"It seems that the old man's Dugu Nine Swords is inferior to others, this little bastard, do you really think that the old man is dead?"

"It really makes no sense!"

Linghu Chong watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his mouth, and kept his ears to himself. He didn't want to touch this bad luck, but he secretly slandered him in his heart.

Uncle Feng Tai, you don't have to be angry.

You didn't see that scene that night.

If you saw Mr. Xiao's sword move, you probably wouldn't be able to ask such a question.

But if you really want to say, at least you are in the Jianghu, Mr. Xiao has martial arts but is a storyteller.

In this way, no matter how good Mr. Xiao's martial arts are, no one will know, so it's you who are good... Anyway, as long as you are happy.

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyang couldn't help turning around and taking a look at Linghu Chong, then said.

"Chong'er, the Dugu Nine Swords are unpredictable and extremely mysterious, you should practice first!"

"This Dugu Nine Swords old man has been practicing for three months just for one move, and it will take at least a few decades to complete all of them. By the time you know who is stronger and who is weaker, the old man will already be in the coffin!"

"However, based on your aptitude, you only need to practice for a few months, and it's enough to deal with that bullshit evil sword technique."