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"Well done!"

Zuo Lengchan did not evade, and put his right hand together like a halberd, using the move "Single Splitting Huashan". This style of finger sword skill is specifically designed to break the qi gate, and at the critical moment, the tip of the sword suddenly rises three inches, which is the essence of Dugu Nine Swords "anticipating the enemy's moves".

"laugh--"

The wind from his fingers swept across his shoulders, tearing his blue shirt. The wind from his sword had already hit Zuo Lengchan's "Jianjing Point", and although it did not break his body's protective Qi, it made his right arm tingle. Seeing this, Lu Bai hurriedly threw out three nails, but Yi Huawei flicked his left sleeve and the nail head turned, forcing Ding Mian, who was about to launch a sneak attack, to retreat.

"The Dugu Nine Swords are indeed worthy of their reputation."

Zuo Lengchan's face was gloomy, and he suddenly stepped off the ground, and his palm technique became strange and unpredictable. This "Ghost Demon Hand" was a secret technique of the Demon Cult, which Fei Bin secretly copied back then. At this moment, when Zuo Lengchan used it, it was tinged with black energy.

Yi Huawei's sword force suddenly withered, and the Ningbi sword seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds. When the palm wind reached his body, he suddenly used the move "Chongxiao Yanhui", and the sword tip slashed from bottom to top, breaking the empty door of the palm method. Zuo Lengchan quickly changed to "Hugging the Mountain and Embracing the Jade", holding the sword with both palms together, and the icy true energy rushed out.

The sword was instantly covered with white frost, but Zixia's true energy was like spring sunshine melting snow. The two internal forces collided, and the surrounding ground cracked like a spider web.

"Let go!"

Zuo Lengchan shouted, but saw Yi Huawei's left hand push horizontally, a wave of heat hit his face, and the cold air was slightly stagnant. The sword passed across his chest and broke the buckle of the jade belt.

A bronze token fell to the ground with the seal script of "Five Mountains" engraved on it.

Lu Bai rushed to grab it, but Yi Huawei kicked the token with his back foot. When he caught it with his left hand, he caught a glimpse of the small words on the back: "Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai, the hour of Mao in the Jiazi year".

When his mind was distracted, the sword in Zuo Lengchan's sleeve was already three inches below his ribs!

Yi Huawei turned sharply and used the Ningbi Sword to block. With a "clang" sound, the sword in Zuo Lengchan's sleeve was knocked away, and the sparks of metal collision flashed in the night.

Zuo Lengchan felt the sword in his sleeve stagnate, and a strong force came from the sword, which made his palm numb. He was horrified that Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was so strange and unpredictable. He had practiced the ice qi and many skills for many years, but it was hard to gain any advantage in front of him, so he wanted to retreat.

At the same time, a strong sense of unwillingness and shame surged in his heart. As the head of Songshan Sect and the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, when had he ever suffered such a setback? But the "Feng Qingyang" in front of him was too powerful. If he continued to fight today, he might lose his life.

"withdraw!"

Zuo Lengchan clenched his teeth and squeezed out a word fiercely. As soon as he finished speaking, his body retreated like lightning, and at the same time, he clapped his palms rapidly, and the palm wind whistled, causing the surrounding air to stir.

Upon seeing this, Lu Bai, Ding Mian and others reacted quickly, and immediately surrounded Zuo Lengchan like stars surrounding the moon, closely protecting him in the middle. They cooperated well with each other, and their figures moved quickly in the thick night. Soon they gradually disappeared, leaving behind only a messy scene filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Qu Yang, Liu Zhengfeng, and Qu Feiyan stood there in a daze, and it took them a while to come back to their senses.

Qu Yang took a deep breath and gently put down Qu Feiyan, who had been protecting him closely. Qu Feiyan's face was still filled with fear. Qu Yang touched her head, signaling her to be at ease, and then walked to Yi Huawei with Liu Zhengfeng. The two looked at each other, understood each other, bent their knees, and knelt on the ground.

Qu Yang raised his head and stared at Yi Huawei, his eyes full of earnestness: "My benefactor, I have a favor to ask of you. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

Yi Huawei looked calm and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Qu Yang glanced at Liu Zhengfeng, and a trace of reminiscence and reluctance flashed in both of their eyes. Qu Yang said, "My brother Liu and I have been fascinated by music all our lives. We have spent several years of hard work to create a song called "Swordsman". We are confident that this song is unique and has never been seen before. Even if there is another Qu Yang in the world in the future, there may not be another Liu Zhengfeng; if there is a Liu Zhengfeng, there may not be a Qu Yang. Even if there are people like Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, they may not be born in the same era, meet each other, and become close friends. It is extremely difficult for two people who are proficient in music and well versed in internal skills, have similar interests, and have similar cultivation to create this song together."

Having said this, Qu Yang paused and carefully took out a booklet from his arms. The booklet looked a little old, with the corners slightly curled up, and it was obvious that it had been read over and over again countless times.

Qu Yang held the booklet in both hands, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, and said, "This is the piano and flute score of "Swordsman". Please, sir, consider our efforts and bring this score to the world and find a successor."

Liu Zhengfeng also said: "If this song "Swordsman" can be passed down to the world, Brother Qu and I will die with peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Yi Huawei shook his head slightly and said, "You guys can find a successor yourself. I have no feelings for Qu Le."

When Liu Zhengfeng heard this, he became anxious, knelt forward and said, "My benefactor, this piece of music is not only the result of our life's hard work, but also related to an ancient person. The long section of music in the middle of the song "Swordsman" was adapted by Brother Qu based on the "Guangling San" by Ji Kang of the Jin Dynasty."

Qu Yang was very proud of this, with a smile on his face, and said: "It has been said that after Ji Kang's death, Guangling San was no longer played. Can you guess where I got it?"

Yi Huawei raised his eyebrows, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Qu Yang became even more interested and said, "Ji Kang is quite interesting. The history books say that he 'has magnificent writing skills, likes to talk about Laozi and Zhuangzi, and is fond of strange and chivalrous'. This personality suits my taste very well. When Zhong Hui was a high-ranking official, he went to visit him because of his reputation, but Ji Kang was busy forging iron and ignored him. Zhong Hui was disappointed and had to leave. Ji Kang asked him, 'What did you hear and what did you see?' Zhong Hui said, 'I came because of what I heard and I left because of what I saw.' Zhong Hui is a very interesting guy. , he was a smart and intelligent person, but unfortunately he was too narrow-minded. He was angry about this matter and said bad things about Ji Kang to Sima Zhao, so Sima Zhao killed Ji Kang. Ji Kang played a piece of music before his execution, which was indeed very magnanimous, but he said, "From now on, "Guangling San" will never be heard again", which underestimated the people of later generations. This piece of music was not composed by him. He lived in the Western Jin Dynasty. Even if this piece of music was lost after the Western Jin Dynasty, did it exist before the Western Jin Dynasty?"

Yi Huawei smiled and said, "Before the Western Jin Dynasty?"

Qu Yang said: "Yes! I was quite dissatisfied with what he said, so I went to excavate the tombs of emperors and ministers of the Western Han Dynasty and the Eastern Han Dynasty. I dug 29 ancient tombs in a row, and finally found the score of "Guangling San" in Cai Yong's tomb." After saying that, he laughed, and his laughter was full of complacency and pride.

Yi Huawei was speechless after hearing this. Qu Yang actually dug dozens of graves for a roll of music. Which gentleman would do such a thing?

However, Qu Yang's smile gradually faded, his expression became gloomy, and he said, "My benefactor, I shouldn't have asked you for help, but the situation was critical and I had no choice but to involve you. I hope you won't blame me."

He turned to Liu Zhengfeng and said, "Brother, we can go now."

Liu Zhengfeng said, "Yes!" He stretched out his hand, and the two held hands, their eyes met, full of calmness and determination. They laughed in unison, exerted their internal strength, and instantly cut off the main meridian of their internal breath, and then closed their eyes and died.

Yi Huawei was startled and reached out to feel the breath of the two men, but found that they were no longer breathing.

Qu Feiyan stood aside, watching Grandpa and Uncle Liu Zhengfeng suddenly pass away, and was completely stunned. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

After a long while, she slowly squatted down, gently stroked her grandfather's face, tears welling up in her eyes: "Grandpa, why did you leave Feiyan behind..."

The mournful sound seemed particularly desolate in the silent night.

Looking at Qu Feiyan, Yi Huawei felt a trace of pity in his heart. He walked forward and gently patted Qu Feiyan on the shoulder: "My condolences. Your grandfather and Uncle Liu... have gone to where they should go."

Qu Feiyan raised her head and looked at Yi Huawei with tearful eyes: "My benefactor, can you help me bury Grandpa and Uncle Liu?" Yi Huawei nodded: "Okay."

...............

The waning moon sets in the west and the east is getting bright.

Yi Huawei stood in front of the grave with his hands behind his back, the dew soaking the hem of his blue shirt unconsciously. Qu Feiyan knelt in the yellow earth, ten fingers dug deep into the soil, tears mixed with grass debris all over her face.

"It's time to go. Where do you want to go?"

Yi Huawei looked at the pale sky rising in the sky and sighed softly.

Qu Feiyan suddenly rushed to the grave, grabbed a handful of moist soil and stuffed it into her arms, then turned around and knelt down in front of Yi Huawei with a plop. Her red almond eyes burst out with the fierceness of a wolf cub: "I want to learn swordsmanship, I want revenge! Benefactor, can you teach me?"

"Learn sword?"

Yi Huawei's heart moved, and he slowly raised his hand to take off the mask: "Can you endure hardship?"

"You...are you?"

Qu Feiyan looked at Yi Huawei with her eyes wide open, full of shock and disbelief. She could never have imagined that this mysterious master was the second disciple of Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect. Then, she kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead hitting the ground with a dull sound: "I can do it. If I don't avenge this, I will not be a human being."

Yi Huawei looked at Qu Feiyan and thought to himself. This child had a miserable life and witnessed the death of her grandfather and Liu Zhengfeng. The hatred in her heart might become her motivation to move forward.

With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle internal force lifted Qu Feiyan up: "Get up, since you are determined to learn sword, I will teach you. However, Zuo Lengchan is a first-class master. There are only a few people who can match him. His Songshan swordsmanship and ice qi are hard to beat in the martial arts world. Are you sure you want to take revenge yourself?"

Qu Feiyan stood up, wiped the tears and dirt on her face with her sleeves, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down: "Yes! Benefactor, no, Master, I will definitely learn well."

Yi Huawei nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Qu Feiyan, and after a moment's silence, he said: "Zuo Lengchan has seen you. In order to avoid any trouble, you have to change your appearance now. From now on, you can be called Yi Feiyan. When you kill your enemy, you can change it back."

As he spoke, he pulled out a charcoal pencil and a yellowed piece of paper from his sleeve, and then took out a small medicine bottle filled with some powder: "Mix this powder in water and apply it on your face to change your skin color. This charcoal pencil can help you adjust the contours of your facial features. I will teach you how to use it."

Yi Huawei demonstrated as he spoke. He first used charcoal to outline a new face on paper, and explained in detail how to change the shape of the eyes, nose, and mouth by changing the thickness and position of the lines. Qu Feiyan, no, Yi Feiyan watched intently, trying to remember every detail.

Afterwards, Yi Huawei poured the medicine powder into the water bag he carried with him, stirred it evenly, dipped a clean cloth in the medicine, and gently applied it on Yi Feiyan's face.

"It will be a little stinging at first, but just bear with it," said Yi Huawei.

Yi Feiyan gritted her teeth and endured the stinging pain on her face without making a sound of pain. After a while, her skin color became dark and rough, and she looked completely different from before. Then, Yi Feiyan followed Yi Huawei's instructions and carefully painted on her face with a charcoal pencil, gradually changing the appearance of her facial features.

After finishing, Yi Feiyan looked at the small bronze mirror handed to her by Yi Huawei. The person in the mirror had dark skin, slightly wide cheeks, and eyes that were no longer as lively as before. It was a completely unfamiliar face.

"From now on, you are Yi Feiyan. Remember your new identity." Yi Huawei warned.

Yi Feiyan nodded, with a firm look in her eyes: "Master, I remember it."

Yi Huawei put away the bronze mirror and looked at her deeply: "The road to learning swordsmanship is long and arduous, especially when the enemy you are facing is a master like Zuo Lengchan. Not only do you have to practice swordsmanship, but you also have to learn to hide yourself, learn to be patient and wait. Revenge is not a matter of one day or one night, do you understand?"

Yi Feiyan clenched her fists: "I understand. Master, I will be patient and wait. As long as there is a chance, I will kill Zuo Lengchan with my own hands."

Yi Huawei nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"Okay, since you are so determined, I will teach you everything I know. But before that, you need to learn how to protect yourself first."

Yi Feiyan nodded: "Master, I will be careful."

Yi Huawei continued, "From today on, you must not only practice swordsmanship, but also learn disguise, martial arts, hidden weapons, and even poison. Only by mastering these can you survive in the martial arts world."

Yi Feiyan's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly regained her composure: "Master, I will study hard."

Yi Huawei looked at her and said in a serious tone: "Yi Feiyan, you have to remember that the world is dangerous and people's hearts are hard to predict. You must not only be on guard against Zuo Lengchan, but also against others. Even the people closest to you cannot be fully trusted."

Yi Feiyan was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "I understand, Master."

Seeing her serious expression, Yi Huawei softened his tone a little: "But you don't have to be too nervous. I will be by your side to guide you and protect you."

Yi Feiyan looked up at Yi Huawei, a trace of gratitude flashing in her eyes: "Master, thank you."

Yi Huawei waved his hand: "No need to thank me. I teach you because you have the potential. However, you must remember that learning sword is not for revenge, but to protect the people and things you care about. Hatred can be your motivation, but it cannot be everything to you."

Yi Feiyan lowered her head and said softly: "Master, I understand. I will remember your words."

Yi Huawei nodded: "Very good, but I have to tell my master before I accept you as my apprentice."

"Master...Is Master Yue...more powerful than you?" Qu Feiyan looked at Yi Huawei with some curiosity.

"This is not your concern,"

Yi Huawei glanced at her:
"Let me tell you about the situation of our Huashan Sect. Remember this! The Huashan Sect has been established for 237 years. The first head of the sect, Taoist Qingfeng, learned three sword moves by observing the sea of ​​clouds and founded the sect on the top of the Jade Maiden Peak... Later, it was divided into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect. Our Qi Sect emphasizes controlling the sword with Qi, and disciples in the sect must first practice the "Purple Clouds Skill" as a foundation."

As he spoke, he took out a handwritten book with an indigo cover from his bosom and handed it over: "This is the first three levels of the introductory mental method. You need to breathe towards the east at the yin hour every day."

When Yi Feiyan took the booklet, she found that the pages were yellowed and the corners were badly worn, obviously it was often read. There were a few lines of comments on the title page, the ink was still fresh and the handwriting was as vigorous as a sword.

(End of this chapter)