It is a long way from Hengshan to Huashan, so Mr. Mo Da initially wanted to send Zhang Yu back to Huashan in person.

But he was rejected by Zhang Yu. Are you kidding? Mr. Mo Da is a respected figure in the sect. He asked him to send him back, but Lao Yue still refused to deal with him.

Four or five days later, Zhang Yu's body recovered a lot, and at least he could move freely.

Mr. Mo Da saw that Zhang Yu was getting better, so he wrote a letter and gave it to two disciples of the Hengshan Sect, instructing them to take good care of Zhang Yu.

In recent months, Zhang Yu and two disciples of the Hengshan Sect returned to Huashan.

The two Hengshan disciples left the letter and left Huashan without stopping for a quarter of an hour.

In the Zhengqi Hall of Huashan Sect, Yue Lingshan looked at Zhang Yu with red and swollen eyes.

Ning Zhong took Zhang Yu and carefully inspected his body, while Linghu Chong stood beside him with a face of shame.

Yue Buqun's expression changed as he looked at the letter in his hand, and it took him a while before he put away the letter in his hand.

He looked at Linghu Chong with a gloomy look and shouted, "Kneel down before me."

Linghu Chong knelt on the ground with a face of shame and remained silent.

Yue Buqun said: "What did I say when you left? Yu'er is inexperienced and you have to take care of him, but you just let him go to Hengshan alone?"

Linghu Chong said in shame, "It's all my fault that I didn't take good care of my junior brother."

Zhang Yu let go of Ning Zhongze's hand and said to the side: "Master, don't blame senior brother. It's all the disciple's arrogance that caused today's disaster. Everything has nothing to do with senior brother."

Yue Buqun said angrily: "Two people don't know how high the sky is and how high it is."

Ning Zhong stepped forward to help Linghu Chong up and said, "Senior brother, now is not the time to talk about this. Can you see how Yu'er's injury is?"

Yue Buqun calmed down and said, "Yu'er, come here and take a look at it."

Yue Buqun felt Zhang Yu's pulse and took about a stick of incense before letting go of his fingers.

Taking a breath, Yue Lingshan beside her asked anxiously: "Dad, how is my junior brother's injury?"

Yue Buqun said: "Don't worry, it's just that the lungs and organs are damaged and the meridians are stagnant. This is internal injury."

Ning Zhong then said: "Senior brother, since he is suffering from internal injuries, have you figured out a way?"

Yue Buqun said: "Let me think carefully first."

After saying that, he said to Yue Lingshan who was next to him: "Lingshan, help Yu'er to rest first. Don't worry. Chong'er, you stay."

After Zhang Yu left, Yue Buqun said to Linghu Chong: "Chong'er, do you know that you almost killed your junior brother!"

Linghu Chong was shocked and said: "This disciple deserves to die."

Yue Buqun sighed: "Now there is only one way to cure your junior brother."

Linghu Chong asked anxiously: "Master, what can I do? I will go through fire and water to cure my junior brother's internal injuries."

Yue Buqun said: "I'm very happy that you can think of your junior brother. But this method doesn't have much to do with you.

Yu'er's injuries are too serious, and only by practicing a superior internal skill can the internal injuries be cured. However, with my hundreds of years of experience in Huashan, I only have one such superior internal skill."

Linghu Chong said happily: "What kind of internal strength is it?"

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred and he opened his mouth and said, "Zixia magical power?"

Yue Buqun said: "That's right, it's the Zixia magic skill."

Linghu Chong said happily: "Now Junior Brother is saved. As long as Junior Brother practices the Zixia Magic Skill, everything will be fine, and I feel relieved."

Yue Buqun's eyes were directed at Linghu Chong, and he saw Linghu Chong's expression was sincere. He knew in his heart that Linghu Chong meant what he said.

Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Chong'er, you don't know something. This Zixia magical skill can only be practiced by the master and the master's disciples."

"Master obeys the authority in a hurry, how can he follow the rules of our ancestors? If my junior brother didn't have the Zixia magic skill, wouldn't he have to suffer from internal injuries in his life?"

Ning Zhong looked at Linghu Chong and sighed inwardly. She already understood what Yue Buqun meant.

But Linghu Chong obviously didn't understand, or in other words, he understood, but he didn't care at all.

Yue Buqun made it very clear that only the sect leader and the sect leader's disciples can practice the Zixia magic skill.

In other words, those who practice the Zixia Magic Art will be the next leader of the Huashan Sect. Zhang Yu, who practices the Zixia Magic Technique, will naturally be the next leader.

What should Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the sect, do? Linghu Chong may understand these things, but he doesn't think about them and doesn't care.

Yue Buqun sighed and said: "In that case, I will pass on the Zixia magic skill to Yu'er tomorrow."

Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong who was looking happy again and said, "In view of your decision this time, your junior brother was seriously injured. Therefore, you can go up the cliff tonight. When I am satisfied, you can come down."

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Linghu Chong responded: "Yes."

Yue Buqun waved his hand, and Linghu Chong retreated.

Yue Buqun sat on the chair and closed his eyes. Ning Zhong put his hand on her husband's shoulder and said, "Senior brother, since you have passed on the Zixia magic skill to Yu'er, why don't you pass it on to Chong'er as well?"

Yue Buqun said: "You know that the Zixia magical power has always been only taught to the disciples of the sect leader."

Ning Zhongze said: "There are always exceptions in everything. Don't forget that two seniors, Cai Su and Yue Zifeng, have learned the Zixia Magic Kung Fu.

They are brothers. What’s more, Chong’er is the head disciple of our sect.”

Yue Buqun said: "Didn't I just ask Chong'er what he thought? It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be aware of it."

Ning Zhongze said: "Chong'er has been like this since he was a child. He has never valued fame and fortune. He only thinks about his junior brother's internal injuries.

Senior brother, why don't you teach Zixia Kung to both of them tomorrow?"

Yue Buqun said: "I know what you mean, Chong'er has always been my eldest disciple. If Zixia Kung Fu is taught, he will be the first one to learn it.

But since I have to pass this skill on to Yu'er and Chong'er... I'd better wait a few more years."

Ning Zhong asked: "Why is this?"

Yue Buqun sighed and said: "I have my own plan... Junior sister, don't worry, the internal skills Chong'er is learning now have not yet reached a high level.

Even if he learns Zixia Gong a few years later, it won't do him any harm."

Early the next morning, Yue Buqun handed the Zixia secret book to Zhang Yu in the Zhengqi Hall.

"Yu'er, the Zixia secret book is the treasure of our sect. You must take good care of it and never lose it." Yue Buqun said slowly.

Zhang Yu put the secret book into his arms and said word by word: "Disciple understands."

Yue Buqun said: "There are many taboos in Zixia Gong, especially the beginning stage, which requires practicing in a secluded place with no one around.

When I was practicing this magical skill, I stayed alone on Jade Girl Peak for three years.

Although your internal strength is half-impaired, your body has not suffered much damage. From now on, you can go to Jade Girl Peak to practice."

Zhang Yu responded "Yes".

Yue Buqun paused for a moment and then said: "Zixia Kung Fu is difficult to understand. If you have any questions, you can tell the person who brought you the food and I will come up to the mountain to give you guidance."

Zhang Yu said: "Thank you, Master."

Yue Buqun waved his hand: "You can go to the top of the mountain now."

The top of Jade Girl Peak is Siguo Cliff.

Yue Lingshan accompanied Zhang Yu to the Siguo Cliff with her lunch. The terrain of Huashan Mountain was extremely dangerous. Zhang Yu's internal strength was disabled and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees. At this moment, climbing up the mountain gave him the thrilling feeling of climbing Huashan Mountain for the first time.

When Zhang Yu reached the top of the mountain, he was already sweating profusely. The wind blowing from the mountain suddenly made him feel cold all over his body.

Zhang Yu opened his arms and said, "It's such a comfortable wind."

Yue Lingshan smiled and said: "You live here every day now. Although the bed is not very comfortable, the environment is good and this place is not bad at all."

Zhang Yu burst out laughing: "Not only is this place not bad, it's really good. At least you don't have to worry about the scorching heat."

At this time, a laugh came from the cave in Siguoya and someone said: "Yes, yes, Junior Brother Seventh is absolutely right. It was really cool when I slept here last night. It's just that the mosquitoes bite me endlessly. It's really troublesome."

Zhang Yu and Zhang Yu looked around and saw a figure flashing out from the entrance of the cave. It was Linghu Chong.

Zhang Yuqi said: "Brother Senior? Why are you here?"

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and said, "It's not because of you that Master asked me to meditate on my past here."

Yue Lingshan smiled and said: "I asked why the kitchen has prepared meals for three people. Senior brother and junior brother, let's start the meal."

Yue Lingshan placed the rice basket on a large bluestone in front of the cave, which was close to the cliff.

Zhang Yu touched the bluestone and glanced at the bottom of the cliff with a smile: "It's wonderful, it's not much different from eating above the white clouds."

Yue Lingshan opened the box and immediately heard the aroma of meat. She saw a big roast chicken placed inside, still steaming.

The layer below the roasted chicken was brought out, but there was a plate of fried meat and finally a large plate of fried eggplant.

The three of them moved their index fingers. Yue Lingshan took out the bowls and chopsticks, and the others began to eat.

After finishing the meal, Linghu Chong leaned on the bluestone and said with a smile: "It's a pity that there is no wine. If I had wine, I would be happy today."

Although Zhang Yu is not an alcoholic, he still feels a little regretful. Yue Lingshan smiled and said, "I asked about it in the morning, but it's a pity that Uncle Zhang said that Master ordered not to bring you wine."

Linghu Chong's regret became even stronger, because this meant that it wasn't that he couldn't drink today. It was that he didn't want to drink every day when he was thinking about the cliff.
Chapter completed!