Three Wonders of Huashan

Chapter 109

"Chong'er, your "Broken Palm Style" is not satisfactory. You only need to work hard for a year or two, and you can achieve some small success. "Broken Qi Style" is completely ignorant, but your talent for practicing swordsmanship is comparable to that of yours. Ze'er is still much stronger."

Feng Qingyang picked up a dead branch and practiced the two styles of swordsmanship again, without any sign of impatience.One is serious in teaching, and the other is meticulous in learning.

Fang Ze looked at the two of them from afar, feeling a little sentimental in his heart.He told Lao Denuo beside him: "Don't bother Senior Brother with anything these few days, let him practice sword without distraction."

Lao Denuo was thoughtful, and surrendered.

Fang Ze returned to his residence, filled a glass of wine and drank it down.Feng Qingyang has been exuberant these past few days, but he can't restrain his inner strength. It is obvious that his vitality has reached the point of exhaustion.That's why he had to put his feet up and see Fang Ze as an ordinary Huashan disciple.It is precisely for this reason that Linghu Chong is taking the trouble to pass on his skills now.The only ones in Huashan who knew about this matter were Feng Qingyang and Fang Ze.Linghu Chong may have some guesses, but his eyesight is not good enough, so he can't see very clearly.

"Junior Junior Sister, please come and see me!" Fang Ze ordered to the deacon disciple at the door.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

A while later, when Yue Lingshan came over, Fang Ze was already slightly drunk, which made her a little bit surprised, probably because Fang Ze usually didn't drink at all.

"Brother Sect Leader, is there anything bothering you?" Yue Lingshan asked straight to the point.

Fang Ze smiled slightly and said: "There is nothing important, just thinking that Uncle Feng has no children and no daughters is a bit sad. Uncle Feng usually loves you the most. If you have free time these days, you might as well do more Some side dishes and drinks that Uncle Feng Tai likes to eat, so spend more time with him, old man."

Yue Lingshan frowned, and asked a little nervously: "Senior brother, don't be perfunctory to me, is something wrong with Uncle Feng Tai?"

Fang Ze sighed, and said, "No matter how powerful your martial arts are, you will not be able to escape the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death."

Hearing this, Yue Lingshan felt her head buzzing, and walked back in a daze.From then on, Feng Qingyang taught Linghu Chong how to practice swords, and she stayed quietly aside.As soon as they stopped, there was always good food and wine to serve.After a few days like this, Linghu Chong slowly became dissatisfied with the taste, like a lump in his throat, and even practiced sword began to lose his mind.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh, and ordered: "Shan'er, go and call everyone!"

With tears in her eyes, Yue Lingshan pursed her lips tightly, silently calling all Huashan disciples to the small courtyard where the wind is clear.

When Feng Qingyang saw that everyone had arrived, he sat cross-legged on the grand master's chair, while Fang Ze led more than a hundred Huashan disciples to stand with their hands down, listening to instructions.

"This old man has studied art in Huashan since he was a child, and later learned the Dugu Nine Swords by chance. He has never lost a single battle in the rivers and lakes. He is really happy."

Yue Lingshan's heart ached and she couldn't help sobbing softly.

Feng Qing laughed, but instead comforted Yue Lingshan and said: "Shan'er, don't cry, your grand master Feng is ninety-three this year, who in the world has your grand master uncle's longevity? Even Fang Zheng, the great monk is only 81 years old now, think There are still 12 more years to live to survive your grand master."

Yue Lingshan touched her tears, forced a smile and said, "Master Feng, please continue, I won't cry."

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly and continued: "Later, the Huashan sword qi dispute intensified, and a good sect was turned into a miasma, and finally developed into fighting with each other... The old man was also disheartened, sealed his sword and retired, and vowed not to fight with each other again for the rest of his life. All the heroes in the world are fighting for the top. But seeing the decline of Mount Hua, this old man is heartbroken!"

Feng Qingyang changed the subject, and said to Fang Ze with a smile: "Ze'er once said that for a sect to develop, the most important thing is not the number of people but the unity of heart. You must take warnings from the disputes, and you must not repeat the same mistakes! If there is any disagreement in martial arts training, then it is good to just compete in martial arts. Feng Shi, Cong Shi, and Cheng Shi, we After death, you must help Ze'er well, and don't have any prejudices, can you do it?"

Feng BuPing and the three said in unison: "Wei Fang's order is to listen!"

Seeing that the expressions of the three people did not seem to be fake, Feng Qingyang felt relieved and said: "You are not talented enough, and I am very relieved to be able to think this way. Ze'er is not a person who cannot tolerate others, so you should help him , In the future, Huashan will prosper, and the day of remuneration will not be without your benefits."

"Uncle Feng Tai, my disciple will be in charge of Huashan in the future, and he must treat everyone equally, and he will only act on merit!"

There are very few people on Mount Hua who have never been scolded by Feng Qingyang, and even stunning talents such as Linghu Chong and Fang Ze are often scolded by him as "stupid" and "rotten wood".It is not surprising that Feng Buping and the other three received a "lack of talent" evaluation.

Feng Qingyang nodded approvingly to Fang Ze, and said: "In the last ten years, this old man has finally explored the highest meaning of martial arts~Whether the way of martial arts is from the inside out, or from the outside in, in the end it is nothing more than Different paths lead to the same goal, and it is related to each person's martial arts qualifications and the level of kung fu, but it has nothing to do with whether you practice swordsmanship or qigong first! Chonger, after you have completed the "Break Qi Style", you will be able to practice with your master brother again. After a fight, Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship can't be dusted in your hands! Chong'er takes the sword!" Feng Qingyang tossed it casually, and the long sword beside him flew towards Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong stretched out his hand to catch it, and bowed his hands respectfully Said: "The disciple respectfully obeys the order!"

When everyone looked at the sword again, they saw that it was about four feet long and shone with blue light. It was indeed a sharp weapon.

Feng Qingyang lost all energy and energy, his eyes became dull, and he muttered in his mouth: "Sharp and fierce, invincible, before the weak crown, he used it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo... Senior Dugu, this junior is your sword And swordsmanship has found a successor, so that the sword will not be empty...hahaha..."

After a severe cough, Feng Qingyang continued: "Ze'er, after I die, there is no need to hold a mourning ceremony. Find me a place with an excellent view on the Yunv Peak. The tombstone faces the foot of Mount Hua. On it is written... Just write... the tomb of Huashan disciple Feng Qingyang."

Amid the loud cries, Feng Qingyang passed away forever!
Linghu Chong's eyes were full of tears, his expression was quite sad, and he whispered softly: "What kind of honor, what kind of prestige, it's just a big dream."

Fang Ze knew that it was not the time for him to be sad, so he pulled himself together and arranged: "Since Uncle Feng Tai has passed away, it is useless to be sad! Follow the order of Uncle Feng to keep things simple. Senior brother, you send someone to everyone Send a letter to tell about the death of Grand Master Feng, but you must make it clear not to come to pay homage! Third brother, you send someone to follow and handle the burial of Grand Master Feng. Disciple of Huashan has been inactive for seven days, and the clothes will be taken off after seven days! Other business as usual!"

A group of Huashan disciples followed the order. After all, it was a happy funeral. After seven days, Huashan gradually recovered.Fang Ze taught his disciples and dealt with sect affairs in his free time, and time flew by unknowingly.

Another day, Lin Pingzhi received a letter from Lin Zhennan and his wife, urging him to go back and get married, so he had no choice but to bid farewell to Fang Ze.

Fang Ze pondered and said: "You have not yet completed martial arts, and now the world is full of turmoil. As a teacher, I really don't trust you to go down the mountain alone. How about I ask your senior brother to go with you. He now has the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." How hot it is."

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed. On Mount Hua, he and Yuan Shoucheng were the most congenial, and it would be a great idea to venture into the rivers and lakes together.

Seeing his disciple's happy face, Fang Ze quickly advised, "A heart of compassion and a heart of chivalry, you and Shoucheng are naturally indispensable. Although we don't need to look forward and backward when we are chivalrous, we still need to have the vision to distinguish right from wrong. One It is because you are afraid of doing bad things with good intentions, and because you are afraid of being used by traitors, you two need to be careful. After getting married, you don’t have to rush back, and it’s good to have more experience in the Jianghu with your big brother.”

In the early morning of the next day, Yuan Shoucheng and Lin Pingzhi bid farewell to their master, dressed in fresh clothes and furious horses, and headed for Fujian with swords in hand.The two of them were handsome by nature, so they really caught the eyes of others when they were dressed like this.

Fang Ze cursed secretly in his heart: "Sao Bao, you don't know how many heroines will fall in love with you at first sight!"

(End of this chapter)