On this day, Yue Buqun looked solemn after reading a report presented in the Information Hall.

After years of investigation, the Information Hall finally found the three people from the Sword Sect who went down the mountain back then, but now they live in seclusion in a small mountain village in Zhongtiao Mountain.

Yue Buqun thought for a long time and explained to Yang Jingjing. He went down to Jade Girl Peak, turned to behind Chaoyang Peak, climbed over several mountains, and came to a small hill.

Looking up at the corner of the wooden house exposed in the woods on the mountainside, I felt a little guilty.

This arrogant uncle, who has been guarding the night of Mount Hua for ten years, has never known how to face this master of the Sword Sect back then, and an old man in his fifties has been living alone in this deep mountain.

This time, I got the information from the three members of the Sword Sect, and I found an excuse to come.

Yue Buqun respectfully saluted the wooden house and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Yue Buqun, please see Uncle Feng."

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard from afar. Yue Buqun's cultivation level has become increasingly profound over the years, and he has already had a hint of the smell of a top master.

The wooden house halfway up the mountain was silent. After a long time, a stiff voice came: "Come up!"

Yue Buqun stood up straight and saw that there was no road on the mountainside. He jumped lightly and went up to the top of the tree. His left foot gently tapped on the crown, which had risen two feet high, crossed three feet away, and his right foot fell on the crown in front. With a little force, he rose nearly two feet high with the elasticity of the branches. He walked forward step by step, rising slowly on the crown on the mountainside, with a flowing shape, almost like a god among immortals.

In just a moment, he arrived at the door of the wooden house. Yue Buqun shook his robe, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. The wooden door creaked and opened.

A thin body appeared at the door, with a slightly yellow face and a melancholy expression. He looked at Yue Buqun, who was kneeling on the ground with complicated eyes. He received a half-tender on one side of his body and said, "You are the leader, you don't have to give this big gift, come in!"

Yue Buqun stood up as he spoke and followed into the wooden house. The light in the house was dim. A carbon stove next to the door was emitting a dark red flame. There was a food cabinet next to the stove, which contained oil, salt, rice and vinegar. There was a small wooden bed in the wooden house, a wardrobe and a wooden chair next to it.

Yue Buqun's nose felt sour, and he turned his head and rubbed his eyes slightly. The old man had lived in such a simple hut for ten years. How lonely and lonely he was. He was still too pretentious and should have come long ago.

Feng Qingyang saw Yue Buqun turn around and wipe his tears, his heart warmed up slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down!" He turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, silently bowing his head and silently.

Yue Buqun sat down in the only wooden chair in the house, looked up at Feng Qingyang and said, "Uncle Master, it's wet and cold in the mountains at night. I also asked Uncle Master to move to the front mountain, so it's more convenient to live."

Feng Qingyang shook his head, looked at Yue Buqun, and said quietly, "You are good at martial arts, and this sect is also good." However, he did not mention any words about moving to Qianshan.

Yue Buqun practiced in Chaoyang Peak a few days ago. Perhaps after a big battle, he compared the martial arts of himself and the top masters of good and evil. He realized that he was no longer inferior to anyone. His state of mind was relaxed, and his internal skills practice entered a higher level, and his Du meridian cultivation seemed to be smoother.

In a vague way, I felt that someone seemed to be peeping across Chaoyang Peak. I went down to investigate, but found nothing. I thought it was Feng Qingyang, so I searched here for several days and finally found the place where Feng Qingyang lived.

Being able to sense Feng Qingyang means that Yue Buqun's martial arts are close to Feng Qingyang's level, so Feng Qingyang's martial arts is not bad.

"Buqun is dull, trembling all day long, and dare not slacken a little, so he achieves a little, and does not dare to be praised by his uncle. Knowing that his uncle is here, he is happy in his heart. A few of us lonely ghosts have a trap in our hearts. I hope that his uncle will pity our three people and will be lonely, come out to give guidance, and let the nephews be filial." Yue Buqun said sincerely.

Thinking about the 3,600 days of ten years, I was worried that the Demon Sect or Songshan would go up the mountain every night. The fear was not something that could be told by outsiders.

Feng Qingyang sighed: "You have done a good job and now you have already entered the martial arts world. You don't need anyone to give me some advice."

When Yue Buqun heard this, he had a look of surprise and begged: "Uncle Master, although we have advanced to the top, we have been exploring many things slowly by ourselves, and we don't know whether it is right or wrong. If we go in the wrong direction, it may be irreversible."

Many of the tricks of advanced martial arts are rarely seen in words, and are mostly passed down from generation to generation between masters and apprentices. A master's words may make the apprentice less hard.

The people of Huashan have reached this point today, thanks to the study of the head of the Sutra Library, and have many diary experiences. They also compare and compare with more than a dozen secret books brought back by Yue Buqun and groping forward, but that's all.

In the subsequent practice, each step further requires a lot of exploration and experimentation, which is reflected in the cultivation of several first-class disciples such as Yue Buqun. They feel that progress is getting slower and slower, but there is no way.

Feng Qingyang also knew this, but did not refuse immediately. He was silent for a moment and murmured: "Hey, Sword Sect! Qi Sect!"

Yue Buqun heard Feng Qingyang say about the Sword Sect and Qi Sect, but he didn't know if Feng Qingyang was still worried about the sword energy dispute, so he hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, you also know the current situation in Huashan. There is no longer any division between the Sword Sect and Qi Sect. The previous disputes will let him go with the wind. Only if our Huashan stands in the world and passes on forever is the most important thing. The dispute over the sword energy is really unnecessary."

Feng Qingyang sneered: "The bullshit Sword Sect, the bullshit Air Sect? The master who teaches you martial arts with one hand is also bullshit?"

Yue Buqun was stunned. Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang took a deep breath after hearing what he said when he was opening the mountain, looked at Feng Qingyang with a bright look, and said firmly: "The master told me about my martial arts skills and I have recreated my kindness, but I did something wrong in the battle for sword energy. Even if you say I am unfilial, I still say this. The battle for sword energy is bullshit."

Feng Qingyang didn't expect Yue Buqun to say so clearly in front of him, with a slight anger on his face, then sighed again, sneered twice, and silently lowered his head without saying a word.

Yue Buqun didn't say anything when he saw Feng Qingyang. He thought he knew that the fight for sword energy was meaningless, but so many brothers and nephews who had been together day and night died together, he really couldn't tell his mistakes. He was not like an outsider, and his relationship was not so deep, and he pointed out the core of the mistakes.

Yue Buqun waited and said, "Boqun received the news that Senior Brother Feng Buping and Senior Brother Cheng Buyou, and Junior Cong Buqi are now living in Zhongtiao Mountain. Buqun wants to see them to see if they are willing to return to Mount Hua, so he came to ask his uncle for his advice. Is it feasible."

Feng Qingyang stood up and said excitedly: "Not worry, don't worry... don't abandon, are they still alive?"

Yue Buqun nodded and said, "Senior Brother Feng and the other three were not seriously injured. They went down the mountain. They only found out about their news in the past two days. They were all fine. They were already married and had children. They lived in Zhongtiao Mountain and practiced martial arts hard."

Feng Qingyang suddenly heard that his old nephew was still alive in the world, and was extremely excited. He heard that their lives were not bad, and they were married and had children, so he slowly calmed down.
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