The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

"Ah."

Feng Qingyang nodded, then waved to signal that Linghu Chong could leave.

However, before leaving, Feng Qingyang suddenly called out to Linghu Chong again.

"Wait a moment."

Linghu Chong turned to look at Feng Qingyang.

"Does Grand Uncle have any further instructions?"

"How's your reading of that half-Buddhist scripture I gave you last time?"

The mere mention of this matter brought up a mask of pain on Linghu Chong's face.

"Grandmaster Uncle, those Buddhist scriptures are too profound; I can't understand them."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang frowned and snapped, "After all this time, you haven't made any progress at all?"

Linghu Chong shrank back guiltily.

"Foolish, utterly foolish!"

Seeing him like this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but scold him.

"After all this time, even a pig could understand a few words, and you can't understand a single sentence? You're incredibly stupid!"

Linghu Chong felt wronged after being scolded by Feng Qingyang.

"Grandmaster Uncle, there's nothing I can do. I don't understand Buddhism, and that Buddhist scripture is too profound for me to comprehend."

Hearing him say that, Feng Qingyang looked at him with a disappointed expression.

Linghu Chong has such a high level of comprehension in swordsmanship and the ability to remember everything he sees. It was thought that he would master the Yi Jin Jing in a few years. However, after so long, he has made no progress at all. Feng Qingyang was really angry.

However, Linghu Chong's eyes lit up at this moment, and he quickly said.

“Grandmaster Uncle, since you’ve given me this half of the Buddhist scripture to read, you must understand its meaning. Why don’t you teach me?”

Feng Qingyang, who was angry, paused for a moment after hearing Linghu Chong's words, but then straightened up and shouted.

"Everyone has different insights after reading the same book, let alone Buddhist scriptures. How could I tell you my understanding? If I did, wouldn't your understanding be the same as mine, with no difference? If that's the case, then what's the point of me giving you Buddhist scriptures?"

Rebuked by Feng Qingyang, Linghu Chong could only shrink back.

"My disciple knows he was wrong."

"Humph!"

Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeve.

"Go, go, go. From now on, spend more time on that Buddhist scripture. If you can truly understand it, you will benefit greatly."

"Yes, Grand Uncle."

Having been scolded, Linghu Chong didn't dare say anything more. He quickly bowed and fled down the mountain as if he were running away.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang, who was pretending to be angry, thought to himself how close he had come to disaster after seeing Linghu Chong leave. He almost revealed that he himself did not understand the truth.

After sitting there for a while, Feng Qingyang got up, picked up the jars of wine, and left, arriving at the top of Jade Maiden Peak.

This is also the site of the Huashan Sword Qi Competition back then.

Feng Qingyang sat down in front of a rock, staring blankly at it, his eyes unfocused.

A gust of wind blew by, ruffling Feng Qingyang's white hair, making his aged figure appear even more desolate.

Chapter 799: Linghu Chong's Wedding

Another year passed quickly, and the wedding date for Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan was drawing ever closer.

The entire Mount Hua was covered in auspicious snow, but the Mount Hua Sect was overjoyed.

"Hang it here, hang it here, that's right."

Some Huashan disciples hung lanterns, and the ubiquitous red lanterns and Huashan disciples brought a touch of joy to this snow-white world.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother."

"Our senior brother has finally married junior sister Ling Shan!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother and Junior Sister Lingshan on your marriage! May you have a baby soon!"

Some disciples of Mount Hua congratulated Linghu Chong.

"Thank you for your kind words, fellow disciples."

Linghu Chong cupped his hands in thanks to his fellow disciples.

Today is Linghu Chong's big day. He is dressed in a wedding suit and his smile never stops.

Since the Huashan Sect is now divided into Taoist and secular factions, and Huashan is a place for Taoist disciples to cultivate in seclusion, it is not suitable for matters such as marriage. Therefore, Linghu Chong's wedding ceremony was set at the foot of Huashan.

But precisely because of this, when the surrounding villagers learned that a great hero from the Huashan Sect was getting married, they all came to congratulate him enthusiastically, making the place even more lively.

"The auspicious time has arrived, Senior Brother, hurry inside to perform the wedding ceremony."

Lu Dayou rushed into the crowd, grabbed Linghu Chong, and pulled him into the main hall.

"Right away, right away."

Linghu Chong didn't dare to delay and hurriedly headed towards the main hall. However, as he went, he looked around as if he was searching for something.

Linghu Chong was finally relieved when he spotted a figure in a corner.

As Linghu Chong entered the hall to prepare for the wedding ceremony, Feng Qingyang smiled slightly. However, the next second, Feng Qingyang seemed to recall some unpleasant memories, and his face darkened slightly.

"You bunch of bastards."

Feng Qingyang muttered a curse under his breath, but it was unclear who he was cursing.

……

"Bowing to Heaven and Earth!"

Lobby.

The wedding ceremony had already begun. After Lu Dayou bowed to heaven and earth, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan, dressed in a wedding gown, began their marriage ceremony.

"Bowing to the parents twice."

After Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan stood up, they knelt down in front of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, who were in the main seats.

At this moment, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had smiles on their faces.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan bowed to each other, and only then did they finally become husband and wife.

Looking at Yue Lingshan's beautiful face across from him, Linghu Chong was filled with excitement.

For so many years, he had dreamed of marrying Yue Lingshan, and now his wish had finally come true.

"What's with that look in your eyes, Senior Brother? Can't wait any longer?"

"Then let's go straight to the bridal chamber!"

The cheers and jeers of the surrounding Huashan disciples immediately ensued, making the atmosphere lively.

Even though Linghu Chong is now over thirty, he still felt hot-faced when he heard those two sentences, and glared at Tao Jun and Ying Bailuo who had spoken.

Yue Lingshan blushed even more.

"All right."

It was Yue Buqun who stopped the disciples' commotion and looked at Linghu Chong.

"Chong'er, from this moment on, you and Shan'er are husband and wife. From now on, you must grow old together with Shan'er."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong quickly replied.

"Don't worry, Master."

Jiang Ning, who was standing to the side, also spoke up with a smile.

"Senior Brother, congratulations on finally getting married to Senior Sister Lingshan. Be good to Senior Sister Lingshan from now on."

Linghu Chong has liked Yue Lingshan since he was a child and dreamed of marrying her. All the disciples who grew up in Huashan knew this.

Now that they have finally gotten what they wanted, they, as fellow disciples, are all happy for Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan.

Linghu Chong chuckled.

"Of course! I, Linghu Chong, swear to the heavens that I will never let my junior sister suffer any injustice in the future, and I will protect her for life, until death do us part, and I will never change my mind!"

Linghu Chong's voice was firm and resonant, and Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze couldn't help but nod slightly in agreement.

As for Yue Lingshan, she blushed even more, lowered her head slightly, and pursed her lips without saying a word.

"It's a pity that Junior Brother Lin didn't come."

Amidst the crowd, Liang Fa couldn't help but sigh.

Among the earliest disciples of the Huashan Sect, all of them had already attended Linghu Chong's wedding, but Lin Pingzhi was unable to attend due to his busy business with the escort agency, which was a real pity.

Although Lin Pingzhi did not come, he sent many priceless antiques and treasures as a token of his appreciation.

After learning of Linghu Chong's marriage, the other factions also sent people to Mount Hua to deliver gifts.

At this point, Linghu Chong's wedding ceremony was considered complete, and the next step was to host a banquet for the guests.

However, most of the people present were disciples of Mount Hua and villagers from the surrounding area. They were not so reserved and the atmosphere was very lively. Even Yue Buqun got into the mood and performed a sword dance in the snow at the urging of the disciples.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and Mount Hua returned to peace. Most of the disciples were still diligently practicing their skills, while Liu Zhao, Ye Ying, and other disciples who had gone out to travel had not yet returned.

However, although Liu Zhao and the others did not return, something that had been missing for a long time did return to Mount Hua.

"I haven't seen you in so long, where have you been?"

Jiang Ning looked at the edamame in front of him with great surprise.

That's right, it's edamame.