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Chapter 686 Linghu Chong (crossed out), Feng Chong
The Lotus Peak stands tall among the clouds, with jade carved into its bones and clouds cut into its clothes.

The Cuiyun Palace on the top of the peak has flying eaves and pointed corners, as if a fairy had painted on the cliff. In front of it lies a huge rock, with cracks in the stone texture like a thousand petals of blooming lotus. At dawn and dusk, it is soaked in the rosy glow of the sunset, as if it were a red jade cup left behind by a goddess from the nine heavens in the mortal world.

The mountain ridge winds like a dragon's back, with cliffs on both sides towering into the sky. When the wind blows, the sound of pine waves sounds like a flute, and faintly one can hear the sound of the axe left behind when Chenxiang split the mountain to save his mother.

Clouds and mist surged up from the bottom of the Sheshen Cliff, sometimes turning into white silk wrapping around the waist of the peak, and sometimes dispersing into broken jade falling into the deep ravine, dyeing the rugged rocks into ink and color.

The most amazing thing is when the setting sun melts gold, the setting sun casts the lotus-shaped boulder into a red-gold color, which complements the floating light on the glazed tiles of Cuiyun Palace.

Standing on the peak at this moment, with the sea of ​​clouds boiling under my feet, I felt as if I was no longer a mortal, but rather a banished immortal walking on lotus and soaring into the sky.

However, this holy land of immortals has been polluted.

Tacky, eye-catching bright red and gold carpets, pavilions; heavily made-up men; the strong smell of alcohol
"Dongfang wins." Feng Qingyang was horrified.

The gloom on his face deepened a little, he recognized the person.

It was not just because of the strange appearance of this old acquaintance who looked neither man nor woman, but also because of the resentment that Cuiyun Palace, a place full of memories, had been desecrated.

Moreover, I discovered the feminine and domineering energy beneath her powdered body.

The extreme hardness and the extreme softness are mixed into one, blending into an indescribable and external force.

It is not the Taoist's correct way of Shaoyin and Shaoyang, Laoyin and Laoyang.

It is also not the heterodox doctrine called Sun and Moon by the evil cult.

Instead, it is similar to the mixture of hardness and softness in Buddhist Qigong, but it is only similar. Its core is also mixed with Taoism and the Qigong of the Demonic Sect.

There is a feeling that the integration of the three religions has gone astray.

He had only practiced the [Huashan Heart Method] and [Baoyuan Power], and was not familiar with the [Zixia Power]. He did not see the connection between the [Sunflower Manual] and the [Zixia Magic Power].

This is actually normal.

Dongfang Bubai's [Sunflower Manual] is not the original version. It is a secondary creation with reference to Persian Qigong and [Tai Chi Boxing Sutra] (stolen from Wudang, written by Zhang Sanfeng), just like Lin Yuantu's [Bixie Sword Manual] which is a secondary creation combining Shaolin martial arts.

If the original [Sunflower Manual] is 50% Taoism, 30% Buddhism, and 20% Confucianism;
Lin Yuan's version is five parts Buddhism, four parts Taoism, and one part Confucianism;
The Eastern version is five parts Taoism, two parts Buddhism, two parts Demonism, and one part Confucianism.

However, even though Feng Qingyang didn't see the connection between it and Huashan Qigong, he was still on high alert, and jumped down from the cliff like a clever monkey without causing any noise.

When it comes to swordsmanship, he is invincible in the world, and his qigong is also first-class. However, he and Dongfang Bubai are one old and the other in the prime of life, and their qigong skills are weaker than the other.

so.
He decided to show up.

He used the sword in his hand to force Yue Buqun and others to leave the mountain.

"Is this the reason why Uncle Feng attacked me?"

Yue Buqun sheathed his sword.

"You just believe me like that?" Feng Qingyang was surprised.

He knew this nephew of his. He was self-willed, thoughtful, pedantic and conservative. The only thing that was acceptable about him was his loyalty to Huashan.

"That's right. Judging from your swordsmanship and qigong today, it seems that my perception of you was completely wrong."

"You have been biding your time, tempting others to take action against you."

"It seems that I shouldn't have shown up in front of Fang Zheng, Chong Xu and the others to let them know that I'm still alive."

As he spoke, he recalled the previous battle.

Yue Buqun's sword skills and body movements that were as fast as flowing light, as well as his unfathomable and endless [Purple Cloud Qi] were enough to make him the signature of Huashan Mountain.

“Uncle Feng has been living in seclusion all this time?” Yue Buqun was also surprised.

Given his dark thoughts, even if Feng Qingyang suffered a great blow and had no intention of re-establishing the Sword Sect, he should still live in the downtown area and keep an eye on everything in Huashan.

But he reacted immediately.

Feng Qingyang had appeared before the leaders of the Wudang and Shaolin sects before. With the influence of these two sects, he could naturally block most of the obstacles.

Naturally, he only had to live in seclusion in Huashan to deal with those enemies who invaded directly.

Yue Buqun then continued, "Huashan now has Young Master Li's support, so we don't have to worry about Dongfang Bubai and his ilk anymore."

"With your martial arts skills, do you still want to be promoted?" Feng Qingyang was briefly curious, "Is there any high-ranking official with the surname Li in the Li court now?"

"However, with our martial arts, we no longer need to focus on such petty matters. With the sword in our hands, we can go anywhere in the world, even to the imperial palace."

"Okay, you and I have taken a short break, let's go and kill Dongfang Sheng together!"

Yue Buqun sighed in his heart: Uncle Feng is indeed a member of the Sword Sect, and his actions are as sharp as a sword. If it weren't for what happened back then, his [Bao Yuan Jin] would have been fully developed, and he wouldn't have a pale face and rely solely on advanced Qigong to maintain his body functions.

Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt guilty.

After all, Qi Zong is too unhuman in this regard.

Prostitutes also have prostitutes, but that woman was not even a prostitute. She was not even redeemed. She was just rented for a short period of time. In the end, she ran away with her so-called father-in-law, the pimp.

If he were the one who suffered this disaster, he would probably join the evil cult in a fit of rage.

Although Yue Buqun was nervous inside, he did not show any flaws on his face.

With reverence on his face, he said, "Uncle Feng, Mr. Li is not an official, but a god from heaven. My power comes from him."

"Immortal?" Feng Qingyang sneered disdainfully, "If he is really an immortal, I will no longer live in seclusion and return to Mount Huashan—"

The word "door" was not uttered.

Above the white clouds, a man in green clothes and four women floated by.

The man was extraordinarily handsome; his appearance and demeanor were beyond description in words.

Although the four women who accompanied him each had their own merits, including an extremely exotic Miao girl and a holy and lovely nun, they all paled in comparison to that man.

"I--"

Seeing Feng Qingyang wanted to change his words, Yue Buqun immediately said: "Uncle Feng, once you say something, you can't go back on it. You don't want people in the martial arts world to know that Sword Saint Feng Qingyang is a man who doesn't keep his word, right?"

"That's Immortal Li?" Feng Qingyang changed the subject, "There really are immortals. Is it true that Lie Zi controlled the wind during the Warring States Period?"

"Brother Li, you are actually a god."

On the white cloud, Yi Lin's eyes sparkled, "Have you ever seen the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

She was extremely excited at this moment: If Brother Li is a god, doesn't it mean that Brother Li and I being together is destined by heaven, and the Bodhisattva and Buddha have also approved it!

The opposite of Yi Lin is Ren Yingying.

She was feeling listless at the moment, and was extremely anxious.

On the contrary, Lan Fenghuang, who had long known that her little thoughts had been seen through, was extremely frank. She even pretended to be afraid of heights, pushed Yue Lingshan aside, and almost rubbed her whole body into Li Lin.

Yue Lingshan frowned and wanted to draw her sword and kill this little bitch immediately.

Li Lin smiled but said nothing.

He just blindly cooperated with Lan Fenghuang's actions, enjoying Yilin's admiration, Yingying's uneasiness, Lingshan's jealousy, and Linghu Chong's look of horror, pain and regret.

Linghu Chong finally managed to leave Lu Dayou's room because of his master's arrival, but when he looked up he saw this scene.

It's all true.

That Li Lin is truly a god.

Brother Tian is really Tian Boguang.

From the beginning, I was jealous and lost my mind. I also lost my innocence.

Junior sister, little junior sister.

Big Brother is no longer worthy of you. I am not clean anymore and I am not worthy anymore.

Linghu Chong felt mixed emotions and walked into the room again.

Inside the room, Lu Dayou was lying on the bed, and the little monkey was eating fruit on the other side of the bed. When he saw Linghu Chong coming in, he immediately stuck his butt out.

Seeing this scene, Linghu Chong burst into tears on the spot.

Linghu Chong returned to his room, and Li Lin, who was missing some fun, also descended from the clouds with the four girls.

Yue Buqun and others quickly followed the trail and came over.

"I've met Mr. Li."

Feng Qingyang had already met with Ning Zhongze and others. He couldn't wait to walk up to Li Lin and meet him first.

"This is your Uncle Feng," Yue Buqun said to Yue Lingshan hurriedly.

“Uncle Master Feng.” Yue Lingshan hurriedly performed the ceremony.

"Mr. Li, I have a favor to ask of you." Feng Qingyang said straightforwardly, "Where is Zhirou now?"

Yue Buqun was surprised: Ah, didn't you ask Li Shenxian to deal with Dongfang Bubai? Did the master uncle actually have real feelings for that woman?
"Let me see." Li Lin was also in a good mood and quickly looked through the Akashic records that only he could see.

The name Zhirou may be fake, but if we trace back Feng Qingyang's experience
Ah, this.
The content inside shocked Li Lin.

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

"What's the bad news?" Feng Qingyang took a deep breath.

"Your father-in-law, Fang Daping, is actually Fang Zhirou's husband." Li Lin said.

"I had expected this." Feng Qingyang said, "They didn't know my identity in the martial arts world, but they didn't return to Qunfang Garden. And the way they looked at each other... Alas, they must have had a secret relationship for a long time."

Yue Buqun, Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan who knew the inside story said: It’s miserable, so miserable.

"What's the good news?"

Feng Qingyang had thought of a possibility, and his voice began to tremble.

"The good news is that Fang Zhirou's name is real, and the baby in her belly is yours. What's more coincidental is," Li Lin paused, "although that child was driven out of the house and died unfortunately because she didn't look like Linghu Ping and her mother died early, she still left a child in the world."

"Linghu." Yue Buqun's eyes lit up, "Could it be Chong'er?"

"You mean Linghu Chong is my grandson!" Although Feng Qingyang did not pay attention to the news from the outside world, he knew all the disciples of Huashan like the back of his hand.

"Yes." Li Lin nodded.

Now he understood why Feng Qingyang was so easily attracted to Linghu Chong.

Grandparents are close to each other.

"What's my child's name?" Feng Qingyang's joy was quickly replaced by grief, and at the same time, murderous intent was born. "Who killed him? Fang Da. I mean, where is Linghu Ping?"

"Linghu Zhi. The boy's name is." Li Lin said, "The murderers were a group of gangsters." He looked at Yue Buqun, "They were killed when you cleaned up the gangsters around Huashan."

"As for Linghu Ping, his money came too easily, and he was exposed, so he was killed by a thief named Tian."

“The relationship between Chong’er and I as master and disciple is destined by heaven! Tian? Could it be…” Yue Buqun immediately connected him with Tian Boguang.

Knowing that gods really exist and the coincidences he just learned about, he began to believe in fate and cause and effect.

"Yes, that thief named Tian is Tian Boguang's father." Li Lin said.

In the serialized version, Tian Boguang's martial arts originated from a well-known righteous figure in the martial arts world. Linghu Chong would be shocked if he knew this.

However, the settings such as Tian Boguang's extremely ugly appearance, obvious features, the narration saying that he has nothing to do with trustworthiness, and his rape, robbery, and all kinds of evil deeds were all deleted and modified.

However, in this world, Tian Boguang's martial arts were inherited from his ancestors, from the imperial palace.

"No wonder Chong'er trusted Tian Boguang so easily. It turns out it's because of our ancestors' connection."

Yue Buqun sighed, and then told Feng Qingyang the whole story.

"Forget it, forget it." Feng Qingyang sighed, "Next time during the Qingming Festival, let Chong'er go to Tian Boguang's grave and burn a stick of incense."

"It just so happens that Liu Hou'er has cleaned up the body of this rapist and set up a grave." Yue Buqun said.

"Uncle Feng, should you go see Chong'er first?" Ning Zhongze asked.

"Let's go to Lotus Peak first. How can we let that evil guy Dongfang Sheng pollute our Huashan scenic spot!" Feng Qing said loudly.

"Uncle Dongfang is in Huashan?" A melon-eating child felt that Huashan was really chaotic. It was just a coincidence that Ren Yingying lived in Bengbu.

"Uncle? Who are you?" Feng Qingyang was puzzled.

Judging from the way they address each other, the two seem to have a very close relationship.

But if this uncle has really met me, he should call me aunt.

"My father is Ren Woxing. I haven't seen Uncle Dongfang for more than ten years." Ren Yingying said.

"So that's how it is." Feng Qingyang did not overreact like the Huashan disciples before.

One reason is that he had been away from the world for a long time and had seen through the so-called righteous and evil ways.

The second reason is for Li Lin’s sake.

How can the attendants of gods be bound or determined by mere good and evil?

"Miss Ren, you might as well go and meet him."

Lotus Peak.

Dongfang Bubai, who had just taken a shower and was applying thick makeup on her body, raised her eyebrows.

He leaned down and said, "Brother Lian, be careful. Someone is coming."

Then, the clothes on the hanger were sucked in instantly, and its body seemed to twist and twitch as it drilled into the clothes like a snake.

He looked up and his mind was distracted, and his brother Lian was instantly forgotten.

"There is such a gorgeous man in this world."

"Even Brother Lian is not even one ten-thousandth as good as you."

"You must be Immortal Li."

At this moment, there was only this person in his eyes.

Feng Qingyang, who was as sharp as a sword and posed a subtle threat to him, Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi, whose qi resonated with his, and Ren Yingying, who he could recognize, were all ignored by him.

"You should be thankful that there is no obscene intent in your eyes, otherwise you would have no chance of keeping these eyes." Li Lin said with disdain.

"I have the honor to meet the Immortal. Even if I lose my eyes, it is worth it." Dongfang Bubai said seriously, as if if Li Lin told him to die, he would die the next moment.

"Have you changed your mind?" Yang Lianting was a little exasperated.

"Brother Lian." Dongfang Bubai lowered his head and said, "I have never wavered in my idea of ​​continuing the Yang family's lineage. I can't dream of becoming an immortal."

When Yang Lianting calmed down, he continued to ask: "I wonder if immortals can exchange yin and yang. I think I am a girl like Yingying."

(End of this chapter)