I'm not a gangster

Chapter 192 Can I Ask Three Questions
The group members have all seen Swordsman.

It was no secret that Feng Qingyang lived in seclusion in Siguoya.

During this period of time, Yue Buqun's strength has continuously improved, and he is now an immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment realm.

Yue Buqun became over-the-top, looking down on ordinary Jianghu warriors, subconsciously ignoring Feng Qingyang.

It wasn't until Batman reminded Yue Buqun that he suddenly realized.

Feng Qingyang's strength, compared to Yue Buqun's, is naturally vulnerable.

But for the ordinary warriors who are proud of the Jianghu world, it is a martial arts myth that has never been defeated in the world!

If Feng Qingyang is willing to come out of the rivers and lakes again, it will be enough to deter all sects and sects, so as to protect Huashan!

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun immediately flew with his sword and came to Siguo Cliff.

"Yue Buqun, the head of Mount Hua, ask Uncle Feng to show up!" Yue Buqun circulated his true energy, his voice was like thunder, and could be heard clearly within a radius of ten miles.

"I have been living in seclusion on the Cliff of Thoughts, and I have never shown any traces. How do you know that I live in seclusion in the Cliff of Thoughts?" Feng Qingyang, who was hiding in the dark, hesitated for a moment, and then walked out slowly. .

"I have obtained the inheritance of the sword fairy. I can know 500 years in front and 500 years in the future with just a pinch of my fingers. With just a wave of my hand, I can destroy mountains and rivers. There is nothing in this world that can be hidden. Look through my eyes!" Under the influence of the chat group, Yue Buqun subconsciously pretended to be cowardly.

"Even if you get the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, what does it matter to me? I am already very old, half of my foot is in the coffin, I am afraid there is nothing worth fighting for, right?" Feng Qingyang, as the old sword sect elder, The representative of the Qizong, Yue Buqun, was clearly hostile.

"Uncle Feng, may I ask three questions?" Yue Buqun jumped off the flying sword and came to Feng Qingyang.

"Your flying sword is pointed at my throat, can I refuse?" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but snorted coldly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Uncle Feng has never been defeated in the rivers and lakes. No matter where he goes, people will politely call him a sword master. When I face Uncle Feng, I am very scared, so I can only use sword control to ensure myself Please don’t blame Uncle Feng.” Yue Buqun is a despicable and shameless hypocrite who is used to using the darkest thoughts to speculate on other people’s hearts. Buqun would use the flying sword without hesitation, piercing Feng Qingyang's throat.

"You are really cautious!" Feng Qingyang seemed to praise, but in fact he despised Yue Buqun for being timid and afraid of death.

"These are not important. I just want to ask three questions, and I ask Uncle Feng to answer them truthfully." Yue Buqun's eyes stared straight into Feng Qingyang's, looking very solemn.

"Ask!" The man had to bow his head under the eaves, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to give in.

"The first question, in Huashan in the past, the two sword qi sects killed each other. As a result, both sides were hurt. Huashan almost wiped out the family. Is it my fault?" Yue Buqun stretched out his first finger and asked solemnly.

"When the two sword qi sects were fighting each other, you were just an insignificant junior, and you were not qualified to participate in it. The senior masters of the two sword qi sects fought to the death in Chaoyang Peak, and you didn't even have the qualifications to watch. It's not your fault." Feng Qingyang replied without thinking.

"The second question is that in the current Huashan, the predecessors are dead and injured, and I am the only one struggling to support it. While I have to travel the rivers and lakes, I will try my best to maintain the prestige of Huashan's sect, and at the same time I will teach my disciples to ensure the inheritance of Huashan from generation to generation. I have tried my best. Huashan disciples are now withered, is it my fault?" Yue Buqun stretched out his second finger and asked solemnly.

"If it weren't for you, Huashan would have disappeared from all corners of the country by now. You embraced Huashan's inheritance, and it's not your fault to be worthy of Huashan's ancestors!" Feng Qingyang said with certainty after a little thought.

"The third question, under my leadership, Huashan in the future will become a sect of cultivating immortals. I will abandon the rules of the rivers and lakes left by my ancestors and replace them with the detachment of asking for immortals. This kind of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors Is it my fault?" Yue Buqun stretched out his third finger and asked solemnly.

"Huashan has been promoted from a sect of Jianghu to a sect of cultivating immortals. The ancestors under the nine springs will definitely feel very relieved, and they will definitely not think that you are wrong!" Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment, with a serious expression on his face replied.

"In the past, present, and future, I have not made any mistakes. Why does Uncle Feng still maintain prejudice and hold strong hostility towards me?" Yue Buqun turned around a lot, and finally got to the point.

"The battle of sword qi has long been a thing of the past. The kindness and resentment of the previous generation should not be angered by the next generation." Feng Qingyang hesitated for a while, and finally let go of the hatred between the two schools of sword qi. Yue Buqun's eyes were no longer full of hostility.

Yue Buqun couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

Between the two sects of sword qi, there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred.

If Feng Qingyang is unwilling to let go of this period of hatred, even if Yue Buqun talks about breaking the sky, it will be meaningless.

Feng Qingyang looked down on grievances and grievances, and stopped being hostile to Yue Buqun, this was a good start.

Yue Buqun's plan is already half successful!
"Uncle Feng used to be an undefeated sword master in the world. He is definitely a peerless genius that is rare in a thousand years. His cultivation aptitude must be very terrifying. As long as he knows the correct cultivation path, he will be able to break through from the innate realm in a short period of time. Reaching the realm of the master, so as to prolong life, and in the near future, condense the golden core of martial arts, so as to rejuvenate. It's definitely not a problem to become an immortal!" Yue Buqun retracted his flying sword, and flattered Feng Qingyang constantly.

"I still know what kind of person you are. If you are courteous to others, you will ask for something. If you have nothing to do, you will be courteous. If you are either rape or robbery, what is your purpose? There is no need to beat around the bush, just say it!" Feng Qing For so many years, Yang has been living in seclusion in Siguoya, secretly watching every move of Huashan, and he is absolutely clear about Yue Buqun's true face.

"As the saying goes, a single tree is hard to support. I can't support the future of Huashan alone. I also ask Uncle Feng, for the sake of the ancestors of Huashan, to help me revive the prestige of Huashan. As long as Uncle Feng is willing to come out of the rivers and lakes, I will Immediately tell the mystery of the master's realm and help Uncle Feng break through the bottleneck. Please rest assured, Uncle Feng, I will never ask for favors, and I will never force Uncle Feng to do messy things. Uncle Feng only needs to sit in Huashan, That's enough, for Uncle Feng, it's just another place to live in seclusion, and it won't affect Uncle Feng's purity." When Yue Buqun spoke, he looked at Feng Qingyang expectantly.

"Okay!" Feng Qingyang was very moved. His pursuit of martial arts and his desire to become a fairy made Feng Qingyang agree without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)