Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

"Yue Buqun greets Uncle Feng."

Yue Buqun saluted respectfully.

Among the ten most tragic characters in "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", Feng Qingyang must be on the list.

He was the number one in the Sword Sect, but at the height of his glory, he was tricked down the mountain and married to a prostitute, which was extremely humiliating.

After returning to the mountain, he was sad to find that his fellow disciples, sisters, and even nephews were almost all killed. What's more, the murderer was his own family member, so he had no way to take revenge.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but the enemy himself was also seriously injured, causing the inheritance of his own sect to be almost cut off, so he had to secretly protect him.

Decades later, he was old and frail, and finally met a Huashan disciple he was slightly worthy of. He happily passed on the highest inheritance to him, but in the end, this disciple was expelled from the mountain.

Feng Qingyang's life was one of sadness, helplessness and loneliness.

"Your Qinggong skills don't look like those of my Huashan Sect."

Feng Qingyang didn't turn around.

During the period when the Huashan Sect was at its weakest, he secretly protected it for several years.

Until Yue Buqun's Zixia magic reached the fourth level.

He has just officially retired.

If it weren’t for the blank star this time.

If Huashan really couldn't afford the loss.

Otherwise he would not be willing to go down the mountain.

But he didn't expect that before he even made a move, he was locked onto by Yue Buqun's spiritual sense and tracked here.

"Uncle Feng, you're mistaken."

"Our Huashan Sect's Qinggong is derived from the Quanzhen Sect's Golden Goose Kung Fu. Although it's not the best in the martial arts world, it's also extraordinary."

Yue Buqun refuted calmly, "Then Buqun integrated the mysteries of the Leopard Tail Kick and Eagle Snake Life-and-Death Fight steps with the essence of Xingyi, and transformed them into a higher realm of body techniques."

"Monster."

"I'm not as good as that."

Feng Qingyang sighed endlessly.

In fact, he sensed Yue Buqun's evilness earlier than Ning Zhongze.

Because he was the first person to sense that Yue Buqun had perfected the Zixia magic.

Moreover, he was the first person to see Yue Buqun deduce the Yangwu sword technique to the sixth level and condense the Haoran sword intent.

then.

Feng Qingyang recovered and asked, "Then why did you chase me?"

Yue Buqun replied, "I'm here to invite Master Feng back to the mountain gate to take charge."

"After that night."

"The Sword Sect and the Qi Sect have already parted ways."

Feng Qingyang refused in disguise.

"Uncle Feng."

"The split between the Qi and Sword sects was a conspiracy."

Yue Buqun didn't want to waste time talking.

"Ok?"

In an instant, the sword intent soared into the sky.

The sword energy roared like a strong wind in the mountains.

Feng Qingyang's strength was unreserved at this moment.

"In the past, a strange book called 'Sunflower Manual' appeared in the martial arts world..."

Yue Buqun doesn't talk nonsense.

The secrets and conspiracies of the past are ruthlessly revealed.

呲!

The sword energy cut a finger-long white mark on the cliff above the Siguo Cliff.

The huge Siguo Rock was even covered with mottled and chaotic sword marks.

It is now completely unrecognizable.

"It's so true!"

"How could this be?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned.

He is on good terms with many high-ranking monks of Shaolin.

Some even have a friendship of more than 20 years.

I didn't expect that they would act like brothers on the surface but stab me in the back.

"Brother! Junior brother..."

"Shaolin!"

Feng Qingyang recalled the years when he and his fellow disciples practiced sword together.

I remembered the beautiful faces and hearty laughter of my senior and junior sisters.

Thinking.

Hold it in.

His eyes gradually turned blood red.

The teeth also began to grind.

But the following plot does not follow Yue Buqun's plan at all:

Feng Qingyang actually went down the mountain with his sword in hand.

Yue Buqun asked, "Where is Master Feng going?"

Feng Qingyang instructed: "You guys continue to close the mountain and guard the house. I will be back soon."

Yue Buqun simply stood sideways, blocking the middle of the mountain path.

He didn't say where he was going.

But any fool knew where he was going.

Yue Buqun coldly stopped him, saying, "If you want to die, then you must get past Buqun first."

He finally found Feng Qingyang, who could help watch the door.

How could he be allowed to die so easily?

"Yue boy."

"Don't think you can order me around just because you're the Sect Leader!"

Feng Qingyang pretended to be vicious.

But Yue Buqun remained indifferent and even slowly drew his sword.

"Uncle Feng."

"We at Huashan have always had a tradition of making decisions through duels."

Yue Buqun invited, "The moonlight is charming today. How about we follow a tradition?"

"You will regret this."

Feng Qingyang reminded in a cold voice.

As he spoke, the sword intent rushed to his spirit.

Yue Buqun seemed to feel a surge of sword intent forcing him.

In an instant, it felt like being in the middle of a torrent, unable to control oneself.

"I underestimated my uncle."

Yue Buqun smiled elegantly.

The sword is drawn, and the sword intent is formed.

The waves are vast and the spirit is lifted.

The mighty Haoran sword intent, with the most domineering and majestic posture, directly broke through Feng Qingyang's Dugu sword intent.

"The heroic spirit fills the universe!"

"You have reached such a state!"

Feng Qingyang was moved again.

He knew Yue Buqun's extraordinaryness.

Also try to overestimate Yue Buqun's strength as much as possible.

But when faced with it in reality, I felt that I had underestimated it.

Suddenly.

A warning of death flashed through Feng Qingyang's mind.

The next moment he took two steps back with a muffled groan.

"Uncle Master."

"In fact, I have comprehended more than one kind of sword intent."

Yue Buqun seemed to move, but also seemed not to move.

Face it calmly.

"Seeing and not seeing is called barbarian; hearing and not hearing is called Xi."

"Xiyi Sword Intent?"

Feng Qingyang restrained his sword intent and his eyes trembled.

The Yangwu sword technique is derived from the meaning of "nurturing my great spirit".

In the original novel, it is Yue Buqun's signature sword technique.

However, Yue Buqun pushed it to the extreme and actually developed the Haoran sword intent.

This is simply unbelievable.

But what is even more incredible is that not only Yangwu's swordsmanship, but also Xiyi's swordsmanship has reached the same level.

You should know that Xiyi originally means bodyless, soundless and colorless.

It has the meaning of emptiness, silence and mystery.

Once the Xuji Sword Intent is condensed, it is definitely not inferior to the Haoran Sword Intent.

Chapter 007 Dugu Nine Swords

[Yangwu Sword Technique (Level 5524): 6000/]

[Xiyi Sword Technique (Level 144): 6000/]

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It is different from the master's special practice of Zixia magic.

The Yangwu Sword Technique, the Xiyi Sword Technique, etc. can be practiced by Huashan disciples with slightly advanced basic skills.

After two hundred years of continuous research and deduction.

The upper limits of many sword techniques are very high.