The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

"As for Dayou and Liang Fa, they will be assessed again next month."

Yue Buqun walked and said, and suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, Ping'er doesn't have to participate in this assessment."

Although Lin Pingzhi did not participate in the preparations for the battle at Mount Hua, he was being hunted all the way down the mountain, and he probably had no time to practice martial arts.

"I will ask Dayou and others to assist you then."

"it is good."

Without much hesitation, Jiang Ning nodded and agreed.

After finishing his talk, Yue Buqun went to play chess with Tianmen Taoist with a smile on his face.

Jiang Ning returned to his room, but he looked surprised as soon as he entered the yard.

"Hey, Uncle Mao is back?"

I saw Edamame, who had not been seen for a long time, chewing the grass on the ground.

Hearing Jiang Ning's voice, Maodou raised his head and ran towards Jiang Ning with his donkey hooves, but Jiang Ning dodged to the side and avoided his charge.

Maodou missed, opened his donkey eyes, aimed at Jiang Ning's position, and pounced again. Jiang Ning reached out and held his donkey head to prevent him from rubbing against him.

"This is the new dress that Master's wife gave me. Please don't dirty it."

Maodou struggled for a long time but still couldn't get rid of Jiang Ning's hand, so he had to stop in frustration and looked at Jiang Ning with resentment in his eyes.

"How dare you look at me like that?"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "You still remember to come back? I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you were caught and stewed."

Maodou hummed twice.

Jiang Ning patted its head, looked it up and down, and nodded: "It's okay, not as fat as last year."

After not seeing him for several months, Maodou is not as fat and strong as last time. Instead, he looks healthier and his hair is shiny and smooth.

Maodou rolled his eyes, stepped back to break free from Jiang Ning's hand, and then walked out of the yard. When he reached the entrance of the yard, he nodded at Jiang Ning, motioning him to follow.

"What? Where are you going?"

Jiang Ning was surprised.

But Maodou just kept nodding his head at him, asking him to follow.

Jiang Ning became suspicious, but then followed, intending to see where Maodou was going to take him.

Seeing Jiang Ning following, Maodou kept leading the way. At this time, its mood seemed to have improved, and it was jumping all the way.

Jiang Ning followed it all the way to the Jade Maiden Peak, and saw it walking towards the Jade Maiden Peak, which made him suspicious.

Seeing Jiang Ning stop, Maodou turned around and hummed a few words at him, asking him to catch up quickly.

Jiang Ning frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and followed immediately.

Maodou seemed to come here often and was very familiar with the terrain. He took Jiang Ning up the mountain with a purpose. He slowed down his pace only after he came to a place in the back mountain. At this time, there was a sneaky look on his face, and he looked around.

It didn't stop until it brought Jiang Ning to an unknown cave.

Maodou looked around the cave carefully and found that there was no one. He tilted his donkey ears to listen for any sound inside the cave. His movements were smooth and skillful, as if he had done it many times. He relaxed only after confirming that there was no one. He looked at the bright light on the ground in front of the cave, then turned to Jiang Ning and hummed, as if he wanted him to keep watch here.

Jiang Ning looked at this place with a frown.

He had never been here before, but the medicinal herbs in front of the cave were obviously planted by someone. He even saw some Ganoderma lucidum, but they were not very big and seemed to have grown recently.

Looking at the field of medicinal herbs covered with snow, Maodou's eyes were shining.

它偶然来了一次这里，发现这里的草比其他地方的好吃，而且它还发现一个问题，那就是这里的草好像是能无限生长一样，每次它吃饱走了后下次再来这里又长满了草，它就爱上这里了，经常来这里吃自助，直到被一个老头抓到揍了一顿。

Although it was warned by the old man not to come again, Edamame was thick-skinned and tough, and could withstand beatings very well, like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. After being beaten several times, it started to use guerrilla tactics, and came to show off the herbs here when the old man was not at home.

Today is another day for it to fight guerrilla warfare, and it has specially called Jiang Ning to come and keep watch for it. In case that old man comes back and wants to beat it up, Jiang Ning will cover its retreat so that it can take the opportunity to slip away.

After greeting Jiang Ning, Maodou opened his mouth wide and started showing off while lying on the ground.

At this time, Jiang Ning had no intention of keeping watch for it. He frowned and looked at the environment here.

"So you've lived here for so many years."

Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, Jiang Ning had no intention of going in. He glanced at Maodou who was showing off wildly and laughed.

"It seems like this isn't your first time here. You even want me to keep watch for you. I'm afraid you got beaten up a lot."

Maodou was eating at the moment and had no time to pay attention to Jiang Ning.

"According to the way you eat, my great uncle didn't beat you to death, which is very kind of him."

Jiang Ning couldn't help but shook his head, reached out and grabbed Maodou's head, stopping it from causing trouble any further.

"It's not easy for an old man to grow some flowers and plants. If he sees you eating them all, I'm afraid his blood pressure will go up. Go now."

Maodou felt a little regretful, but still listened to Jiang Ning, stopped showing off, and followed Jiang Ning away.

When leaving, Jiang Ning cleaned up the footprints he left when he came here, and no one noticed that he had been here.

Chapter 267: People’s talents are different

Chapter 267: People’s talents are different

"Uncle Taishi."

Thinking over the cliff.

Linghu Chong sat in front of a stone, on top of which were two jars of wine and two bowls.

"Why are you here to see an old man like me during the New Year instead of accompanying your junior sister?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Linghu Chong speechlessly.

"Hehe, isn't it because I'm thinking about the New Year? I came to have a drink with Grandmaster Uncle."

Linghu Chong chuckled and opened the lid of the wine jar as he spoke. A rich aroma of wine overflowed from the jar.

Feng Qingyang twitched his nose twice and asked in surprise: "Oh, is this Fenjiu?"

"Uncle Taishi is very experienced!"

Linghu Chong gave Feng Qingyang a thumbs up and said, "Among the famous wines in the world, Fenjiu is the best in the north and Shaojiu is the best in the south. There is a restaurant in Xi'an Prefecture that sells Fenjiu. I spent all my savings to buy these two jars. I guess Grand Master has never had a taste of it, right? I wanted to come and share this fine wine with Grand Master."

"What kind of wine have I not drunk?"

Feng Qingyang hummed softly.

"Thinking back to the time when I, your great uncle, roamed the world and was so unbridled, let alone this mere Fenjiu, I even drank the tribute wine that the emperor drank."

After saying that, Feng Qingyang picked up the jar of wine and started drinking.

"Uncle Taishi, drink slowly."

Seeing Feng Qingyang drinking wine like he was drinking water, Linghu Chong felt distressed. It wasn't that he felt sorry for the wine, but he was worried that Feng Qingyang was so old and would have health problems if he drank so much.

Feng Qingyang drank a few big gulps before stopping. Hearing this, he said, "Look at how stingy you are. You feel bad for how little I drink."

"That's not what I meant."

Linghu Chong hurriedly explained, "I was worried that you might hurt your body if you drank too quickly, Uncle Taishi."

"My health is much better than yours, so why worry about me?"

Feng Qingyang looked disdainful.

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong could only smile awkwardly yet politely.

"Okay, you came to see me on New Year's Day for more than just a drink, right? Just say whatever you want to say."

After three rounds of drinks, Feng Qingyang said directly.

He had noticed from before that Linghu Chong looked a little abnormal when he came, as if he was struggling with something.

Linghu Chong smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

"You are embarrassed to say it, let me say it for you."

Feng Qingyang saw this and said, "Do you want to give the Dugu Nine Swords that I taught you to the Huashan Sect?"

Hearing this, Linghu Chong lowered his head as if he had been hit on the heart of the matter, not daring to face Feng Qingyang.

"You want to pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to your master to improve the foundation of the Huashan Sect. This shows that you have a strong sense of belonging to the Huashan Sect. Before doing this, you asked for my opinion and did not act on your own. This proves that you respect me as your great uncle. I am very pleased."

Feng Qingyang said slowly.

He was indeed relieved that he had already handed over the Dugu Nine Swords to Linghu Chong, and Linghu Chong could hand it over to Yue Buqun without discussing it with him. After all, even if he knew about it, what could he do? Could he still come down the mountain to attack the Huashan Sect?

But Linghu Chong did not do so, but came to seek his opinion.

When Linghu Chong heard this, he looked up at Feng Qingyang with hope in his eyes, but Feng Qingyang just looked at him and slowly uttered two words.

"No."

Linghu Chong felt a little disappointed when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

The Dugu Nine Swords was taught to him by Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang did not allow him to teach the sword technique to others, and he could not say anything.

"Don't think that I am keeping it to myself and don't want the Dugu Nine Swords to be spread out."

Feng Qingyang said at this time: "You have to know that Dugu Nine Swords is different from other martial arts in the world. It is an extremely advanced sword technique that not everyone can learn. Without sufficient talent, you cannot learn this sword technique."

"In addition to being able to be practiced to an unfathomable level, the threshold for practicing a top-notch martial art is also very high. This threshold alone is enough to stop most people in the world."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just talking about photographic memory, how many people in the world can do that? You have a good memory, and you have an amazing talent for swordsmanship. You are a natural swordsman. That's why I will teach you the Dugu Nine Swords. If you were a fool, I would rather bury the Dugu Nine Swords with me than teach you."

"Moreover, if mediocre people are allowed to see advanced martial arts but are unable to comprehend them, this will be fatal to them. They cannot reach the threshold of practicing ultimate skills, and they will probably remain treading water for decades. To them, ultimate skills are like a delicacy that can only be seen but not eaten. No matter how tempting this delicacy is, if they cannot eat it, what is the use? On the contrary, because they have seen the delicious food, they will find it difficult to swallow the ordinary food, which will be a devastating blow to their state of mind."

Feng Qingyang looked at Linghu Chong calmly and said, "You have to know that not everyone is like you. Mediocrities make up the majority of people in the world."

Linghu Chong was silent.

"But since I have passed the Dugu Nine Swords to you, it does not mean that I cannot allow you to pass it on to others. After all, I passed the Dugu Nine Swords to you in order to prevent this supreme sword technique from being lost."

Feng Qingyang stood up, picked up two jars of wine, turned around and left, and his voice came over.

"But when you pass on the Dugu Nine Swords, you must choose a good successor. Don't pass it on to someone who doesn't have enough talent."

Feng Qingyang’s meaning was very simple. It can be passed on, but it must only be passed on to geniuses.