The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

To put it bluntly, in the martial arts world, martial arts skills are the most important thing; everything else is secondary!

At this time, the Huashan Sect was struggling to survive.

It's not just about the survival of the sect; it's also about maintaining the order of the entire martial arts world in Guanzhong!

To be honest, relying solely on Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze is far from enough.

Otherwise, Jia Huan and his group wouldn't have found the martial arts world in Guanzhong to be so chaotic after entering the region.

If there were a Beggars' Sect stronghold, it could at least stabilize the order of the martial arts world around the stronghold!

If a branch of the Beggars' Sect existed, it might even be able to

To stabilize the unfavorable situation in parts of the Guanzhong region.

Of course, the Beggar Clan branch leader who is stationed in Guanzhong must not be too strong, nor can he have too many Beggar Clan brothers under his command, otherwise he might usurp the position.

Yue Buqun needed to discuss these matters with Xie Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the elders who had come with him.

In fact, Yue Buqun was overthinking things. The Beggars' Sect had no chance of usurping power in Guanzhong at this time.

There's no other reason than that there are simply too few reliable elite personnel!

At most, we'll have an elder with second-rate martial arts skills stationed at the Guanzhong branch!

For at least the next ten years, this is the only arrangement we can make, as the Beggars' Sect simply doesn't have any more skilled members to spare.

As Jia Huan, in his madness, challenged martial arts masters of the Central Plains, Beggar Clan strongholds were established in these places one after another, requiring an absolutely terrifying number of people.

Both the headquarters on Junshan Island and the most important branch in Yuezhou must be overseen by top-tier martial arts masters.

Each branch in the Central Plains region needs a top-tier martial arts master to oversee it; otherwise, it simply cannot function properly.

As for the Guanzhong branch, unless it encounters a major danger or involves significant interests, it is unlikely that a top-tier martial arts master from the Beggars' Sect will be stationed there in the short term.

The gang leader, Jie Feng, and several elders did not hide anything from Yue Buqun, and once they explained the situation, Yue Buqun was completely relieved.

Jia Huan, who hadn't spoken until now, chimed in: "After the Beggars' Sect established its Guanzhong branch, there's another benefit for the Huashan Sect. It allows Huashan disciples to participate in the Beggars' Sect's martial arts tournament. Right now, disciples from the Wudang and Hengshan Sects are actively participating!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun's eyes lit up. After inquiring about the situation in detail, he immediately decided that the disciples of the Huashan Sect would take the initiative to participate in the next martial arts competition.

Actually, he was also troubled by the problem of his eldest disciple, Linghu Chong!

Because of his exceptional talent, rapid cultivation speed, and strong comprehension, he had long since widened the gap in strength with his junior brothers, coupled with his lazy personality and lack of ambition.

To put it bluntly, isn't it because there are no powerful peers around to provoke them?

When the exchange and sparring tournament arrives, given Linghu Chong's current strength, he is highly likely to be stimulated.

This is also what Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze and her husband wanted to see.

Only those who have traveled the martial arts world know just how important superior martial arts skills are to survive in it!

After exchanging these things and having a simple dinner, Jia Huan and his group rested in the guest courtyard of the Huashan Sect.

But in the middle of the night, Jia Huan, who was in a meditative state, suddenly opened his eyes.

He gestured for the awakened gang leader, Jie Feng, to follow, and after getting dressed, he quietly went out.

Jie Feng dared not delay, so he woke up the other elders and then followed them out from a distance.

They noticed nothing and had no idea what Jia Huan was up to.

Meanwhile, Yue Buqun, who hadn't rested that night, immediately sensed something was amiss.

He greeted Ning Zhongze, who was resting with her eyes closed, and then quietly went out and headed towards the guest courtyard.

It was the dead of night, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and the world was completely silent.

It was late summer and early autumn, and the temperature was not low and the nights were not cold.

However, Huashan Guest House is located halfway up the mountain, and the cool breeze at night is refreshing and comfortable.

As Jia Huan stepped out of the guest courtyard, he immediately spotted the masked figure bathed in the silvery light.

Judging from his tall and thin figure and the lingering aura of decay surrounding him, it was obvious that he was Feng Qingyang, who had been hiding in the Cliff of Contemplation on Mount Hua.

The reason I'm so sure is because of my first impression of this guy.

The masked man stood there like a lone sword!

Unfortunately, this leverage was out of place with the surrounding environment. Anyone with a keen eye could have noticed the problem, which reassured Jia Huan quite a bit.

Damn, Feng Qingyang's name is too famous!

The title of Sword Saint made Jia Huan involuntarily think of Dugu Sword Saint from the world of Fengyun!

Anyone who can be associated with the word 'Saint' is an absolutely extraordinary individual, and Feng Qingyang is no exception. However, the sense of danger he evoked in Jia Huan was not as strong as that of Dongfang Bubai.

When martial arts are cultivated to the highest level, what is pursued is actually similar to that of Taoist masters: to achieve a state of 'harmony between man and nature'.

As for the benefits of 'harmony between man and nature', Jia Huan was not quite sure at the moment.

However, during his peak period in the world of Dream of the Red Chamber, he had already vaguely touched upon such a realm.

It was a rather peculiar feeling, one that was hard to describe.

If we categorize by combat strength, after entering the 'unity of heaven and man' state, he can easily resolve his physical attributes and martial arts realm, which are already at their peak!

Clearly, Feng Qingyang has not yet reached that level, which is probably largely due to his mindset.

How can someone filled with resentment and unwillingness calmly and carefully study their own martial arts?

Feng Qingyang simply stood there, conveying a very clear message to Jia Huan: Make your move, kid!

Without much thought, Jia Huan lightly touched the ground with his feet, leaping five or six zhang in a single bound, heading directly towards the open space where Feng Qingyang was.

The gang leader, Jie Feng, along with several elders and Yue Buqun, who had arrived quickly, also gave chase.

They looked at each other without saying a word, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

When they were still five or six zhang away from the masked Feng Qingyang, Jia Huan stopped at the right moment.

This distance is something that experts like him and Feng Qingyang could easily cross in a flash.

The time it took for Jia Huan to dodge was enough to make a timely response, which was a safe distance.

"Wearing night clothes at night, he's definitely not a good person!"

Jia Huan spoke calmly and leisurely, "Tell me, what is your purpose in bringing me here?"

Indeed, when he was meditating, he sensed the subtle aura that Feng Qingyang was deliberately revealing, which led to his previous behavior.

He could have ignored it!

But the aura that Feng Qingyang revealed was really quite subtle, as if he was testing his true worth!

This can't be tolerated!

Looking at the fact that neither the gang leader Jie Feng nor the elders reacted, how could he allow anyone to underestimate the heroes of the Beggars' Sect?

Ahem, it's always best to be careful when you're out and about. So during the rest period, Jia Huan, the gang leader Jie Feng, and several elders all rested with their eyes closed in the main hall of the guest courtyard, instead of going into their rooms to sleep.

With their internal energy cultivation, a night of meditation can completely offset the effects of sleep.

Of course, meditation can never completely replace sleep. Three to five days is fine, but if it continues, problems will arise; the body won't be able to handle it.

Feng Qingyang's actions were tantamount to a provocation. If there was no reaction, people would really think that the Beggars' Sect had no experts left.

Jia Huan rushed out immediately, also to show Feng Qingyang.

"I saw you easily defeat Yue Buqun yesterday!"

Feng Qingyang was masked, so his expression was obscured, but his words were quite impolite: "Do you think the Huashan swordsmanship is mediocre?"

These words made Yue Buqun, who was hiding in the distance, turn pale. Did he have to be so slapping in the face?

If he didn't want to find out the truth, he would have been unable to resist coming out and angrily rebuking the other party right now.

You can slap him in the face, but you absolutely cannot disparage the Huashan Swordplay!

"I didn't say that. Which eye of yours saw me have such thoughts?"

Jia Huan retorted irritably, "The Huashan Sect has been able to continue for hundreds of years, so its sword techniques must have been perfected through countless trials and tribulations, and there must be something special about them!"

"Besides, the strength of a sword technique has nothing to do with the technique itself; what's truly strong is the person!"

He sneered, "No need for nonsense. If you want to fight, just say so. I have no interest in wasting time with a coward like you who only knows how to hide his head and tail!"

"Very well, I didn't expect you to be so sharp-tongued at such a young age!"

The masked Feng Qingyang sneered, "Since that's the case, then I'll use the Huashan Sword Technique to test your strength. Don't disappoint me!"

As he spoke, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he unleashed the "Rainbow Piercing the Sun" move from the basic sword techniques of Mount Hua!

A sword light, shimmering with silver light, streaked across the sky like a shooting star, instantly arriving before Jia Huan.

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At this moment, it seemed that only a single sword light traversed the void between heaven and earth.

when!

Just as the sword was about to pierce Jia Huan, it was suddenly stopped by a green bamboo pole.

Jia Huan felt a rotating force coming from the bamboo pole he was holding. Although the force was not strong, it still forced him to take three steps back before he could deflect it.