With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 95 Linghu Chong: Do you still remember our drinking promise from that day?

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the Jade Maiden Peak martial arts arena, dazzling silver light flashed and the sound of swords clashing was deafening.

The disciples of Mount Hua either practiced swordsmanship in pairs or practiced standing meditation to gather their qi.

Lin Pingzhi, the newly appointed "King of Scrolls" of Mount Hua, did not show up. He was afraid that if someone else delivered the message, it would be lost and would delay Uncle Li's important matter. Several days ago, he went down the mountain and rode his horse to Chang'an.

The headquarters of Fuwei Escort Agency moved north several months ago. They originally intended to establish it in Luoyang, but no one knows what Old Wang said to his son-in-law, but instead they bought a large house in Chang'an.

The words "General Administration" shone brightly on the plaque.

As for the old Fuzhou branch, it has been handed over to a镖头 (bodyguard/escort) who was unwilling to leave home, and has become a branch in Fuzhou.

Some people also followed their clients north, such as Zheng the镖头 (bodyguard) and Shi the镖头 (bodyguard).

Now they are affiliated with Qianjin Village, sharing control of the north and south with Weixin Escort Agency, and their relationship is relatively harmonious.

"Ouch!"

Tao Jun, the sixth junior brother who was exchanging blows with Ying Bailuo, exclaimed in surprise and took three steps back. His grip on the hilt of his sword loosened slightly, and the long sword was pointing diagonally downwards at the ground.

He looked on in astonishment, glancing at the longsword and then at Ying Bailuo. "Junior Brother Ying, you've mastered the Hunyuan Gong?"

"hey-hey--!"

Ying Bailu nodded with a simple smile, then shook his head and said, "It should be Hunyuan Gong, right? My senior brother taught me it a few days ago. It's called Hunyuan Five Forms Dynamic Gong. And the meridian circulation is different too."

I'm not sure if it's the Hunyuan Gong, but... my internal energy has definitely increased a lot.

My senior brother said that I had accumulated a lot of knowledge and experience before making a breakthrough. Well... anyway, I passed the first hurdle and my internal energy has obviously increased, but I still need to practice more in the future.

Yes, that's what my senior brother said.

He finished speaking haltingly, and by then a number of disciples had gathered around him.

Everyone: "Yes and no, what is this kid muttering about???"

"Come on, junior brother, let's exchange a palm strike."

"Second Senior Brother, I can't beat you," Ying Bailuo hurriedly waved his hand.

"How will you know if you don't try? Just watch!"

After a few breaths...

"How can you show favoritism, Senior Brother!"

After discussions between Lao Yue and Li Che, the improved version of Hunyuan Gong was named Hunyuan Guiyuan Fa!

"Returning to the Origin" means returning to the primordial chaos.

Although this method is ingenious, it is effective.

As Ying Bailuo said, many disciples have been practicing for many years, but they are stuck at the meridians and the Chong meridian. However, their internal energy is insufficient, and relying solely on external force to break through is time-consuming and exhausting.

With this method, one can gather internal energy and enhance one's strength.

As for whether to switch back to practicing Hunyuan Gong in the future, that's up to him.

Heavy snow has blocked the mountain passes, and the Lunar New Year is just a few days away.

Senior Brother Li Che has granted me special leave, so I don't need to practice these few days.

The courtyard was filled with laughter and chatter as people built snowmen and made snowballs.

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Li Che was also pulled into the courtyard by his fellow disciples to play together. In just a moment, he was covered in a white hat and his shoulders were heavy with snow.

Yue Lingshan's little hands were red from the cold, but she was still patting the snowman that was half her height, and then she found two pine cones to make the corners of the eyes.

Ying Bailu took off his hat and put it on.

Yue Lingshan stared for a long time, then glanced at Old Yue, who was reading and drinking tea in the hall.

Then he found some pine needles and imprinted them one by one on it. Isn't that exactly the willow catkins?

The fellow disciples covered their mouths, trying to suppress their laughter, but no one knew who burst out laughing first, and then they all burst into laughter, bending over and holding their bellies.

Lu Dayou laughed so hard his legs went weak, he slipped and fell to the ground, rolling twice, but he still kept laughing.

Linghu Chong also burst into laughter.

Old Yue in the hall slightly raised his eyelids and saw the disorder among his disciples, but he did not reprimand them.

Instead, he stroked his beard, concealing the slight upturn of his lips.

The pages of the book in his hand had been stuck for a long time, and Old Yue's gaze was fixed on one spot, as if he were somewhat out of focus.

It has been a long time since Mount Hua has seen such tranquility.

Looking back, his disciples both respected and feared him, strictly adhering to the rules and afraid of making mistakes.

Now they still abide by the rules, but with a good balance.

The disciples' martial arts skills improved, Mount Hua's wealth increased, its reputation grew, and more and more people came to visit and become its disciples.

Since being relieved of his burden, Lao Yue felt a great sense of relief, and even his Zixia Divine Skill, which had not been able to make any breakthroughs for a long time, has recently shown signs of loosening.

Only then did he remember what his master had said: "The Purple Cloud Divine Skill cannot be mastered by force. When you reach a deep level, your mind and spirit will become one, and the key lies in enlightenment."

He lost the worries of his sect, but gained a good disciple, leisure, tranquility, relaxation, and the title of patriarch.

There are gains and losses; the ancients were right!

Thinking of this, Old Yue couldn't help but feel happy. To maintain the dignity of a strict teacher, he got up and went to the back of the house.

After a brief moment of merriment, Li Che slowly walked out of the courtyard.

The trip to Hengshan is scheduled for the 16th, which will give us enough time.

Little did they know how many more trials and tribulations they would face this time.

"Senior Brother."

Li Che turned his head and saw that Linghu Chong had followed them.

"Does Senior Brother still remember that you owe me a drink?"

"I'm available anytime."

"Let's do it now."

He reached his right hand out from behind his back, and there were two jars of wine wrapped under the hemp rope.

"Let's go, it's stuffy inside, let's go to Chaoyang Peak."

"Haha, that's exactly what I was thinking!"

On the summit of Chaoyang Peak, the moonlight reflected off the snow, making it as bright as day.

The two sat leaning against a protruding rock, each holding a wine jar, the cool and spicy wine flowing down their throats and into their stomachs.

They respected each other so much, yet remained silent for a long time.

They only placed the wine jar on the snow when it was half full.

"Senior Brother."

"Today there are no senior or junior brothers, only Linghu Chong and Li Che!"

"Good! Brother Li, Linghu Chong admires you!"

"Brother Linghu, Li Che also admires you!"

Linghu Chong paused slightly as he picked up the wine jar again, seemingly puzzled. Seeing that Li Che had already taken a big gulp, he followed suit.

After drinking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Brother Li, have you perhaps practiced some kind of powerful martial art that can reverse aging?" Linghu Chong laughed. "Every time I see your face, I feel like you're more than nineteen years old."

Li Che laughed and said, "You're not the first person to say that."

"You are indeed the most suitable leader of the Huashan Sect."

"But in Brother Linghu's eyes, I am not a hero."

Linghu Chong smiled faintly and said frankly, "That's right! I did think so before. I originally thought that a hero should be frank and straightforward, quick to avenge wrongs, and carefree and unrestrained in his laughter, anger, and scolding."

He took another big gulp from the jar and said, "Brother Li, we've been together for three years, but we've had little intimacy. Linghu Chong really doesn't like your personality."

Too polite, not genuine enough, not straightforward enough. It's as if there's something hidden in their heart, making them impossible to understand.

Linghu Chong indeed disliked people who were too scheming.

Li Che listened quietly and nodded silently; the two of them indeed had a difficult aura to blend together.

But then he said, "But now I understand, you are a hero, a hero of the Huashan Sect! Linghu Chong previously thought that his heart was full of Huashan, but in reality he is not even half as good as you."

It turns out that what I couldn't understand wasn't just Brother Li, but also what the martial world and heroes truly meant!

Brother Li!

Linghu Chong raised the jar in a gesture of respect, and said solemnly, "You are right! For the sake of Mount Hua, Linghu Chong is willing to be its vanguard. Tonight, on this summit of Chaoyang Peak, I swear that this is the last jar of wine I will ever drink!"

Once the wine jar was empty, Li Che laughed and asked, "Can you hold back?"

"If I break this oath, may I be imprisoned by this stone!"

Linghu Chong drew his sword and slashed down, instantly breaking the smooth, flat stone where Li Che was sitting in two.

Master Linghu was indeed a bit drunk.

However, Li Che felt it was worth it to exchange a broken stone for a clear-headed Linghu Chong.

"When do we depart?"

"The fifth day of the month."

"Take advantage of the night and do not disturb others."

,,"rest assured."

After a while, the two descended Chaoyang Peak. As they approached the mountain gate, Li Che said, "When you have time, go to the Cliff of Repentance. There's no reason to pass on a sword halfway."

Linghu Chong paused for a moment, then took another step and chased after him.