The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 107 Not too much? (asking for monthly votes)

"Stupid!"

A low but clear curse reached Feng Qingyang's ears.

"what?"

Feng Qingyang was a little confused. Am I sad? I am an old man crying so sadly. It would be fine if you didn't comfort me, but why are you scolding me?

I’m old enough to be your great-grandfather, can you please show some respect to an elder?

"I say, idiot!" Mu Sheng took a few steps forward and spoke to Feng Qingyang word by word.

"You...you'd better apologize to me right now, otherwise I..." Feng Qingyang became furious and threatened with a red face.

"What else can you do?" Mu Sheng asked curiously while cutting his nails with the sword on his fingers.

"Otherwise. Otherwise"

Feng Qingyang's cheeks twitched when he saw Mu Sheng's behavior. He was very angry, but what else could he do since he couldn't beat him? He picked up the sword with his backhand because of his anger.

He put it on his neck: "Otherwise I will die in front of you."

Damn, I feel a little nauseous, what should I do?
What kind of romance are you trying to play with me, you old man? How disgusting!
"Then wait a minute." Mu Sheng said, turning around, and then said, "It's okay now, you die."

Feng Qingyang looked at Mu Sheng's back, opened and closed his mouth, feeling so frustrated that he didn't know how to start.

After a long time, he dejectedly threw down the sword in his hand and sat down on the ground.

"Not dead?" Mu Sheng heard the noise, turned around, and squatted beside Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang also roughly understood Mu Sheng's style, so he ignored him and looked at the night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

for a long time
Just when Mu Sheng was about to get up and leave, Feng Qingyang suddenly spoke.

"Boy, do you know? When I joined Huashan Sect, it was not in such a dilapidated state as it is now. At that time, Huashan Sect was full of talents and powerful, and was the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. Later."

Feng Qingyang began to talk about the past incessantly. Although he roughly knew what happened, after hearing the story from the person involved, Mu Sheng had a clearer understanding of the situation at that time.

"When I rushed back to Huashan, all my fellow disciples were dead, from the Sword Sect to the Qi Sect. The entire Huashan was littered with corpses. I was so disheartened that I hid in this mountain forest and lived in seclusion."

"So, all of you Huashan Sect members are idiots."

After listening to this, Mu Sheng couldn't help but sigh. He seriously suspected that there was something wrong with the Sunflower Manual and the Sword of Exorcism. Anyone who practiced these two secret books would become mentally abnormal.

Dongfang Bubai changed from a man to a woman, from an ambitious hero to a love-loving transvestite.

The same thing happened to Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi. After practicing the Sword Manual of Exorcism, they became more and more extreme and their mental states were no longer normal.

Mu Sheng didn't believe it was Geji's influence.

There are so many eunuchs, and most of them are very normal. If some of them really became abnormal, even Emperor Huangdi would not be able to sleep well.

A pervert in the palace, and a personal servant at that, isn't he afraid that he will be killed one day?

I guess Yue Su and Cai Zifeng weren't practicing secretly, otherwise how could they come up with such a stupid decision.

"Why do you say that, Mu?" Feng Qingyang was no longer angry.

If anyone else dared to pollute the Huashan ancestors like this, he would have stabbed them with his sword. But this was Mu Sheng, who was highly skilled in martial arts, so he must have some brilliant ideas.

"Let me ask you, can anyone practice Dugu Nine Swords?" Mu Sheng did not answer but asked instead.

"How is that possible? The Nine Swords of Dugu contain profound meanings. Only those with quick minds, intelligence and dexterity can learn it." Feng Qingyang said this with a bit of pride.

"Then is my internal strength obtained through the internal practice of ordinary people?" Mu Sheng asked again.

"Young man Mu, your internal strength is so strong that even after decades of practice, my internal strength is still not as strong as yours. If you don't have talent, even if you have profound internal skills and sufficient resources, you probably won't be able to have such internal strength."

Feng Qingyang answered after a moment's thought.

"That's it. Internal strength and sword skills are like the trunk and branches of a tree. Neither is indispensable."

"The sword and qi sects of my Huashan sect don't just practice swordsmanship or internal energy, they just have to be prioritized," Feng Qingyang interrupted and explained.

"Don't be impatient, I haven't finished yet." Mu Sheng pressed his hand.

"However, everyone has different talents. Some are good at swordsmanship, while others are good at internal cultivation. So we naturally need to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Ignoring the facts, we rigidly divide them into two schools, Qi and sword, and fight them to the death."

Mu Sheng shook his head to express his incomprehension: "If someone didn't deliberately create this situation in order to fight for power, then they must have a problem with their brains. So, is it okay to call them idiots?"

"It's not too much," Feng Qingyang said with a twisted mouth. It's not too much, but it's very rude.

"Well, since I've resolved your problem, it's not too much to say that you owe me a favor, right?"

"That's not too much." Feng Qingyang hesitated for a moment and finally accepted the favor.

"I could have killed you but I didn't. So it's not too much to say that you owe me a life, right?" "What do you mean by that?" Feng Qingyang stared at Mu Sheng with eyes wide open.

"Just tell me if it counts or not?"

"Well, well, I owe you a life."

"That's good." Mu Sheng said as he moved the sword away from Feng Qingyang's neck and nodded with satisfaction.

"My dear boy, your martial arts skills are far superior to mine. What's the point of taking my life?"

Feng Qingyang touched his neck. Mu Sheng's sword move just now was as fast as thunder yet silent, which also surprised him. It turned out that Mu Sheng did not use his full strength in the previous competition.

"Old Feng," Mu Sheng put his arm around Feng Qingyang's neck and said, "Just look at my handsome and suave appearance, and you'll know that I'm bound to have some romantic debts."

"Little Yueyue of Yunv Peak is Yue Buqun. Although he is not very smart, he is quite calculating. But he gave birth to a pretty daughter. I accidentally fell into Little Yueyue's honey trap."

"Yue Buqun is a leader of the sect, but he actually did such a thing as selling his daughter? The people of Qi Sect really use such despicable means. Don't worry, I will never let him use this to threaten you."

Feng Qingyang thought about how she was tricked into returning to her hometown to get married. It was the same beauty trap, and she suddenly felt that she and Mu Sheng were closer.

"No, no, no, Old Man Feng, you misunderstood. Xiao Yueyue still doesn't know that I returned his daughter to him. I got the beauty, but I didn't succeed in the trick," Mu Sheng explained.

Feng Qingyang felt that the distance between himself and Mu Sheng had become further. Everyone's joys and sorrows were different. He didn't get the beauty, but he fell into the trap.

"But I am a kind-hearted person. It's not good to take someone's daughter and then not care about anything. Xiao Yueyue is worried that Zuo Lengchan of Songshan Sect will cause trouble for Huashan Sect."

"I plan to leave Huashan soon, and I will take Yue Lingshan with me. As for you, you can help me stay in Huashan and take care of it, to make sure that the Huashan Sect's headquarters is not taken down by Zuo Lengchan one day. Just consider it as you repaying the life you owe me, how about that?"

Mu Sheng looked at Feng Qingyang's eyes with twinkling eyes.

"This"

Feng Qingyang was still a little hesitant, and he was no longer obsessed with the sword and qi dispute, but the habitual thinking of many years could not be changed in an instant. He still had some aversion to Qi Zong and Yue Buqun.

"Well, as far as I know, the Songshan Sect has found some of the remnants of the Sword Sect, and they plan to support the Sword Sect to go to Huashan to seize the position of the leader and start the Qi Sword Contest again."

"Old man Feng, you don't want to see the tragedy of that year happen again, do you?" Seeing that Feng Qingyang didn't resist too much, Mu Sheng immediately threw out a Japanese-style threat.

Feng Qingyang frowned and thought for a while, then agreed: "Okay, but I won't live in Huashan Sect."

"Sure, but you can't live here anymore. It's too far away. If something happens, it will be too late for you to get there. I'll ask Xiao Yueyue to find a secluded place on Yunu Peak. As long as the couple knows you exist, no one will bother you."

"Okay." Feng Qingyang's voice was a little low, as if he was thinking about the fact that he failed to return to Huashan in time.

"Also, let me see your Dugu Nine Swords."

"What? Didn't you say that Dugu Jiujian was just a technique? Why do you want to see it again now?"

Feng Qingyang suddenly became excited. You kept belittling and suppressing me before, and now you want it again?
"You still owe me a favor, and it's useless anyway, so why not use it to exchange for the Dugu Nine Swords?"

"What do you mean it's useless? I, Feng Qingyang, have been in the martial arts world for decades, and there are not many masters like me in this world." Feng Qingyang was unhappy.

"Okay then, then is this favor of yours enough to exchange for the Dugu Nine Swords?" Mu Sheng didn't bother to argue with him about this issue.

"It's enough to change it, but it still doesn't work."

"Hey, old man Feng, you're causing trouble, right?"

Mu Sheng glanced at the sword beside him. Is it that I, Mu Sheng, can't lift the sword, or is it that you, Feng Qingyang, are too proud?

"The Dugu Nine Swords is just a technique. How can it compare to the favor I, Feng Qingyang, have given you? How can I take advantage of you, young Mu?"

"Hey, why are you so vindictive at your age? The Dugu Nine Swords is the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, okay?"

Mu Sheng didn't expect Feng Qingyang was still worried about this. What an old child! It turns out that old people and children are almost the same.

"Not that great, not as good as yours."

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The view angle was raised, and several black shadows circled in the air for a few times before flying away. The sound of the two people talking on the ground became increasingly blurred.

The next day, Yunu Peak, Zhengqi Hall.

After getting the Dugu Nine Swords, Mu Sheng's desire to leave became even stronger. If he stayed here, Zuo Lengchan would probably not be at ease letting the people from the Sword Sect cause trouble.

So Mu Sheng came to find Yue Buqun early in the morning and told him in detail about Feng Qingyang's existence and the reason for the Qi sword dispute.

He also asked Feng Qingyang to stay in Huashan, and asked Yue Buqun to arrange a secret residence for Feng Qingyang.

"Young Master Mu", after listening to Mu Sheng's story, Yue Buqun excitedly held Mu Sheng's hand, looking extremely moved: "Such a great kindness, Yue Buqun really has no way to repay you, I can only..."

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