Zongwu: Starting with Huashan Sect, Zhou Zhiruo breaks off the engagement

Chapter 2 Dugu Nine Swords
The back mountain of Huashan.

Thinking over the cliff.

This is where Huashan disciples are imprisoned.

The battle of sword energy back then.

Countless Huashan predecessors fell at the bottom of the cliff.

As a result, this place became a forbidden area in Huashan.

As Qin Fan grew up, the naughty boy made this place his own.

For Qin Fan, Siguo Cliff is like another home.

However, there is one thing that Qin Fan has never told anyone.

That is, at the bottom of this Siguo Cliff, there lives a master.

As a time traveler, Qin Fan already knew these martial arts stories by heart.

Feng Qingyang, an old senior from the Huashan Sect, was deeply hurt by the dispute over sword energy, so he hid at the bottom of the Cliff of Repentance and practiced in seclusion.

Over the years, Qin Fan had also secretly met Feng Qingyang.

Relying on his eloquent tongue, he has already become familiar with Feng Qingyang.

It's just that the old fellow still has a hurdle in his heart towards Yue Buqun and other Qi Sect disciples. No matter how Qin Fan pesters him, the old man is unwilling to teach Qin Fan the Dugu Nine Swords!
But now, the bet with Zhou Zhiruo is imminent.

There is no system cheat code.

Qin Fan had no choice but to come over shamelessly and continue to ask Feng Qingyang for help.

All his cultivation was wasted, and it was impossible for him to cultivate his internal strength.

The only way now is to practice the sword techniques of the Sword Sect and win by cleverness, so as to gain a place in the martial arts conference!
"Hey, old man Feng!"

Qin Fan walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the fog below, and shouted.

"Qin boy, what are you doing here again?"

Soon, an impatient voice came from the bottom of the cliff.

Then, a figure emerged from the clouds.

The man had white hair and beard, a thin face, and was wearing a coarse linen shirt that looked a little dirty. He looked like an old beggar.

He didn't have the aura of a martial arts hero, but he was vigorous and had a sharp gaze. Just standing there, he was like a sword drawn from its sheath. People dared not look directly at him!
"Old Feng, I'm here to bring you food!"

As Qin Fan spoke, he took out a roasted chicken and half a bottle of wine from behind him and handed it over!

"You little fox are being too attentive for no reason!" Feng Qingyang glanced at Qin Fan and muttered to himself, but his hands were not slow at all. He snatched the food and sat down cross-legged.

"You want to ask me to teach you Dugu Nine Swords again? Forget it, it's impossible!"

Feng Qingyang spoke while eating!
"Senior Feng, I'm here to say goodbye to you!" Qin Fan looked sad and lost, and sat down.

"Stop pretending. How could I not know your tricks?"

Feng Qingyang looked up and glanced at Qin Fan, took a big gulp of wine, and muttered!

Over the years, Qin Fan has often pretended to be pitiful in front of him, but Feng Qingyang is also a veteran in this world, how could he be fooled?
"This time it's real!" Qin Fan sighed, "You know, I was engaged to Zhou Zhiruo from Emei, but when she saw that I had lost all my cultivation, she came to cancel the engagement!"

"Alas, this is originally my private matter, but if Emei broke off the engagement and it gets out, it will definitely damage Huashan's reputation, so I made an agreement with her to participate in the martial arts conference in three months!"

"If I can't make it into the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the engagement will be cancelled!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Are you crazy? In your current condition, you can't even beat a peasant woman working the fields down the mountain. Wouldn't it be suicide to attend the martial arts conference?"

"I know, but only in this way can we save the reputation of Huashan!" Qin Fan sighed.

"Ridiculous! Doesn't Yue Buqun treat you like his own son? How could he agree to something like this?"

Feng Qingyang's face was gradually filled with anger. "For the sake of Huashan's reputation, you have already died once. He actually let you take risks again?"

Feng Qingyang also knew that Qin Fan's current fate was caused by him representing Huashan in the Five Mountains Sword Contest. He didn't expect that Yue Buqun would once again let Qin Fan take risks for the sake of Huashan's reputation, which made him hate Yue Buqun even more!

"I was the one who proposed this matter!" Qin Fan lowered his head silently.

"I grew up in Huashan and have long considered this place my home. Emei can humiliate me, but it cannot humiliate Huashan!"

Qin Fan raised his head and looked at Feng Qingyang with a firm gaze.

"Senior Feng, this may be the last time I bring you food! From now on, please take care of yourself!"

Qin Fan said this, stood up, bowed respectfully, then turned around and left.

"Wait!" Feng Qingyang suddenly spoke.

"That's it, that's all!"

Feng Qingyang stood up and drank the wine in the pot.

"I also grew up in Huashan. You know how to protect Huashan's reputation. How can I bear to watch you die?"

"If you want to learn Dugu Nine Swords, I will teach you!"

Hearing this, Qin Fan suddenly turned around, his joy evident on his face.

"really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Feng Qingyang glanced at Qin Fan impatiently, "But, I just can't bear to see you die, not for the current Huashan!"

Feng Qingyang said this proudly, then picked up a branch beside him, stood with his hands bare, and shouted softly!
"Alright!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang's body moved as fast as lightning, and the branch in his hand burst out with sword energy.

Each move was as fast as lightning. Even though Qin Fan had practiced martial arts since he was a child, he had never seen such swift sword techniques.

For a moment, I was stunned!

Not long after, Feng Qingyang stopped and threw the branch in his hand to Qin Fan!
"Do you understand? The Dugu Nine Swords has no fixed moves, all it requires is speed! Anticipate the enemy first, and be as swift as the wind!"

Qin Fan nodded.

Maybe it's like living two lives.

Qin Fan has an amazing memory and has been smart since childhood. Although he was naughty as a child, his talent in martial arts is recognized by everyone.

Even though I only watched it once, when I performed it, I already felt somewhat similar to it!
Feng Qingyang, who was standing by, was no longer surprised by this.

Over the years, he often secretly watched Qin Fan practice martial arts. With his knowledge, he naturally knew that this kid had excellent physique and talent. He had expected such performance now.

He turned around and sat down, continuing to eat, occasionally speaking and giving some instructions!
In the blink of an eye, it was getting dark.

In just one afternoon, Qin Fan had become proficient in using the Dugu Nine Swords.

This speed is unparalleled. Even Feng Qingyang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If this kid's cultivation hadn't been ruined, even if he followed the Qi Sect lineage, his future achievements would surely not be too bad!

“Senior Feng…”

"No, just call me Old Man Feng! I'm not your senior!"

Feng Qingyang curled his lips and muttered.

"That old guy Yue Buqun is so lucky to have picked up such a precious disciple!"

"Thank you, old man Feng!"

"No, I'm just worried that if you die, no one will bring me food!"

Feng Qingyang was as arrogant as ever, and Qin Fan just smiled when he saw this.

Then, he bowed and said goodbye, and walked towards his residence!

As soon as he returned to his residence, Qin Fan saw a little girl sitting at the door.

"Sister?"

(End of this chapter)