Invincible little uncle

Chapter 258 30. Huang Puxiang (third change)
The carriage left Gusu, on the cold mountain outside the city, Lao Huang reined in the horse, "Master, we're here."

The young man opened the curtain, but saw a winding mountain road winding upwards. When he looked up, he couldn't see the top.

The old servant said with a smile: "This is the highest mountain around Gusu. You need to go deep into the valley to get here. Ordinary people don't come here because they are afraid of thieves.

The old servant also knew that in a few days, the young master would go to Jianling to participate in the martial arts competition between the aristocratic families, so these days were extraordinarily hard. "

Xia Guang corrected: "Old Huang, I have always been diligent, not just these days."

The old servant thinks about it, your hard work has only lasted less than two months, but you are truly outstanding if you can achieve this level, so he said: "The way to practice martial arts is to relax one piece at a time. If you want to walk on the highest mountain Let’s go, climb to the peak, overlook the clouds, mountains and seas of mist, and see the smallness of the world at a glance, only when you punch, you will have a big spirit.”

Xia Guang joked: "Old Huang, I thought you were going to say that if you look at the world at a glance, you will lose your sense of gain and loss."

The old servant was taken aback, frowned and said: "Nonsense, how can the heart of gains and losses become weaker? How can it become stronger if it becomes weaker?"

Xia Guang laughed, he understood what Lao Huang brought him here for.

The old servant was worried that he was under too much pressure and his body and mind were broken, so he wanted to let himself relax.

But even to relax, he tried his best to find the highest, sharpest and steepest mountain around, and let himself climb it.

"The old servant is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

Lao Huang smiled, and then took out a small jar of fine wine from the back of the car.

Xia Guang said: "It's very good."

Then the five fingers were directly inserted into the sealing mud, grabbed the wine jar, and went up the mountain.

Following the mountain road, Xia Guang walked up quickly. When he reached the cliff on the top of the mountain, he saw a familiar figure from behind in front of the clouds, and he couldn't help being stunned.

About [-] meters away from the back, there are two elite disciples who are accompanied by swords and dressed in Huangpu family clothes.

The two disciples obviously never thought that someone would come, and they were still the young masters of their own family.

They couldn't say they liked or disliked this young master, they just nodded from a distance.

The back figure seemed to have sensed the movement behind him, and he also turned around, and his hip-length hair danced lightly following this turn.

On the front is an extremely beautiful face like a fairy, with a tear mole under the right eye, and the blurred eyes are just like a Bodhisattva who pities the suffering of the world, it is Huang Puxiang.

It's also a coincidence.

Xia Guang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't leave. He came to the top of the mountain, but he finally climbed up. How could he leave because there were people on the top of the mountain?

But he didn't have much to say to this one. The entanglement in his previous life was settled long ago on Wuhu Mountain.

So he just nodded like someone he knew a little bit, and walked to a big black stone on the edge of the cliff, with his legs hanging down, he slapped the remaining sealing mud, and drank it by himself.

Huang Puxiang looked at her elder brother curiously.

She naturally knew about the so-called young master, but the eldest lady insisted on doing so. Others in the aristocratic family didn't know, so how could she not understand?
The so-called getting lost these years is just an excuse, she has her own secret.

After a moment of contemplation, she turned her head and said politely to the two elite disciples who followed her, "Can you two go to the mountainside and wait?"

The two elite disciples nodded and left.

Outside Gusu City, on the highest mountain peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, there were only two people left.

The young man drank alcohol, overlooking the mountains and mountains in the mist like a dream.

Huang Puxiang also remained silent.

It seems to be a competition for who has the stamina, or who can't help but speak first.

Sitting for a whole morning, after the warm sunshine in winter, the mist cleared away, and at a glance, the world was vast and the mountains and rivers were bright.

"Big brother."

Huang Puxiang suddenly opened his mouth and walked towards the big black stone. On the black stone, there was an old pine growing flat.

Matsushita Junior drinking.

"I want to sit up too."

Huang Puxiang blinked.

Xia Guang was not so stingy, he reached out, "Come."

Huang Puxiang laughed, extremely beautiful, like melting ice, like a bodhisattva smiling, she responded softly, and stretched out her hand, and was pulled, and sat beside Xia Guang.

With an exclamation, she looked at the abyss below her feet, which was steep and vertical, and she took a deep breath, her chest heaving and causing some waves.

"I knew it was you that day."

Huang Puxiang whispered slyly, "Maybe you don't know? I can never forget that day. Although I only saw your eyes that day, I saw you several times in the aristocratic family, and I know that day The person on Wuhu Mountain is you.

I also thought about it, those rough bandits in Wuhu Mountain used me to blackmail my exercises, and even fought with officers and soldiers, and died, how could they let me go so easily? "

Seeing Xia Guang wanted to speak.

Huang Puxiang covered his lips with her hand, her eyes were like autumn water, and she had a warm smile: "Brother, don't make excuses. If it wasn't for you that day, I would jump from here."

Xia Guang said calmly, "Okay, it's me."

Huang Puxiang breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and muttered to herself: "I knew it.

By the way, brother, there is something I want to tell you. I have never had a chance. Here today, with no one around, is the right time. "

Xia Guangqi asked, "What's the matter?"

Huang Puxiang said seriously: "Brother, do you know what kind of kung fu you practice?"

Without waiting for Xia Guang to speak, she said directly: "If my guess is correct, your strength is one of the most powerful in the world, isn't it Bengli?
But such pure collapse force only reminds me of one person, big brother, do you know who this person is? "

Xia Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, fully showing his solemnity and surprise at this time.

Huang Puxiang gave the answer directly: "Great Merchant Demon God, Lu Shaoji."

Xia Guang was finally moved, as if he didn't know about it at all, but he was still quietly waiting for the follow-up.

Huang Puxiang said: "And Lu Shaoji's sect has been slaughtered long ago, even the magical skill of Shenfu Wushuang is also missing, and the first-grade stage of Shenfu Wushuang is Bengli.

Bengli also exists in other exercises, but a pure Bengli like the big brother is a first-grade exercise that can only be said to be unparalleled. "

Xia Guang said sincerely, "I don't know."

Huang Puxiang frowned and said: "Brother, you need to pay attention to whether you are being used by others.

Although very few people can distinguish this skill, but once you start to practice the second-rank halberd technique, it will be very popular.

Although the way of skills is consistent, the first level can only be inherited into the second level, but in fact, it is not so strict when it is low level. In other words, I can use another inheritance to the fifth level. This collapse force.

Eldest brother can also turn to practice other kung fu, how about it? "

(End of this chapter)