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

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Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes.

"Nonsense, I'm in very good health, I can beat you eight times without taking a breath."

Linghu Chong was speechless.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was still speaking with full energy, Linghu Chong felt relieved.

Maybe he really saw it wrong just now.

"Uncle Taishi, if you feel unwell, you must go see a doctor. Don't delay, otherwise it will be too late."

Out of kindness, Linghu Chong reminded Feng Qingyang not to be afraid of seeing a doctor.

Feng Qingyang's face turned angry.

"You're just hoping for my death, right? I still have more than ten years to live!"

Feng Qingyang is old now, and he is going to live one day less. Now Linghu Chong still said this. People cannot help but think about it. The more they fear something, the more it will come. What Linghu Chong said is no different from cursing him. Feng Qingyang was so angry that he couldn't help but swear.

"Nian Nian Nian, even if nothing happened, you would tell me that something happened! You learn to talk at the age of three and you learn to keep your mouth shut the rest of your life, don't you know? If you keep talking to others like this in public, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

After being scolded, Linghu Chong shut up in embarrassment.

Feng Qingyang calmed down for a while before glancing at him.

"What do you want from me?"

"Uncle Taishi, a lot has happened in the past year."

Linghu Chong said hurriedly.

This was the reason why he came to find Feng Qingyang. He wanted to tell Feng Qingyang about the changes in the Huashan Sect.

Feng Qingyang frowned, and subconsciously wanted to say that what happened to Huashan Sect now had nothing to do with him, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know why, he couldn't say them.

Linghu Chong didn't understand Feng Qingyang's thoughts and was about to speak, but was stopped by Feng Qingyang.

"What are you talking about? Where's the wine?"

Feng Qingyang signaled Linghu Chong's hands with his eyes.

"oh oh."

Linghu Chong reacted and did not go down the mountain. He went straight into the cave and took out two jars soon.

"You hid the wine in the cave?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned when he saw this.

Linghu Chong nodded. "Yes."

It was difficult to store wine at the foot of the peak, so he moved all the stock into the Siguo Cliff Cave.

This is a good place. Apart from him, basically no one comes here. It is safe and secluded.

Feng Qingyang looked inside the cave and asked, "How many jars did you hide?"

Linghu Chong sat down and replied casually, "Seven or eight jars, I don't know how to count."

Feng Qingyang nodded thoughtfully, then sat opposite Linghu Chong.

"Go ahead."

puff~

Linghu Chong pulled out the cork and took a sip, then started talking about the time when they went down Mount Hua last year.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but show a strange look when he heard Jiang Ning announce in front of everyone that he would take sole responsibility for Lin Pingzhi's affairs.

"According to what you said, your junior brother is a man of courage."

If it were a common practice, they would choose to shift the blame and pass the matter of the Sword Manual of Exorcism to someone else, such as the Demon Cult, Zuo Lengchan or someone else. However, Jiang Ning did the opposite and took the responsibility on himself. He clearly did not have the Sword Manual of Exorcism in his hand but he claimed to have it. This made Feng Qingyang feel that Jiang Ning was indeed very different.

Linghu Chong then talked about a series of events that followed, such as what happened on Mount Song.

Feng Qingyang's expression didn't change at all when he heard everything that happened before, including that even Ren Woxing had come. But his expression froze when he heard Fang Zheng's words trying to stop the fight between Huashan and Songshan.

"Are you saying Fang Zheng won't let you fight?"

Linghu Chong was furious when he heard this: "Yes, Master Fang Zheng said that there is no evidence for what Zuo Lengchan did, and he doesn't want us to fight."

Feng Qingyang had a blank expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Tell me this from the beginning, in detail. Tell me what happened, who said what, and don't miss any details."

Although Linghu Chong didn't understand why Feng Qingyang did this, he still told him everything as requested.

Feng Qingyang listened expressionlessly without interrupting and said nothing until he finished listening.

"Uncle Grand Master?"

Linghu Chong asked.

Feng Qingyang glanced at him. "Let's continue to talk about what happened next."

"Yes."

Linghu Chong nodded and continued to talk about how they distributed the property of the victims in Dengfeng and went to Emei to participate in the Emei sect's ceremony, how Yue Buqun's hair turned white overnight when they heard the news of Jiang Ning's fake death, and how the five Huashan Emei sects finally formed an alliance again.

Feng Qingyang remained calm afterwards, with no change in his expression.

"Uncle Taishi, that's all."

Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Under the leadership of Master, our Huashan Sect has grown stronger day by day. Now we are the leader of the Weiyi League. In the future, Huashan Sect will surely rise again."

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and said nothing.

Gudong.

Linghu Chong took another sip of wine and smiled.

"By the way, Grand Master, Master has decided to let Junior Brother Jiang Ning be the head of Huashan."

Feng Qingyang was slightly surprised when he heard this and glanced at Linghu Chong's expression at that moment.

"Look at you. Yue Buqun didn't give you the position of the head, but gave it to your junior brother. Do you feel relieved?"

Linghu Chong gulped down a few more mouthfuls of wine and said with a casual smile, "In fact, I know my own abilities. I have no ability to manage a sect, nor do I want to. It is to my liking that Master gave the position of the head to Junior Brother Jiang Ning."

Linghu Chong does not have a strong desire for power and status. He does not value these things. What he cares about is Yue Lingshan. In the past, he was afraid that if he could not become the head of the sect, Yue Lingshan would not be able to marry him. Now, whether he is the head of the sect or not, Yue Lingshan is his. Linghu Chong does not care about these material things.

"Besides, being the head of a sect is not necessarily a blessing."

Linghu Chong said one more thing.

Although he seems careless, his mind is as clear as a mirror.

If you accept something, you must bear the corresponding responsibility. He asked himself if he could bear such a heavy burden as the Huashan Sect.

Hearing his useless look, Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes.

"You are self-aware."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang glared and snatched the wine jar in Linghu Chong's hand and the other jar on the stone.

"Don't drink anymore. There are only two jars in total. You've already drunk one and a half. What should I drink?"

Linghu Chong felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

He was craving for alcohol and couldn't hold back for a moment.

"Okay, okay, when you're done, just leave and don't bother me."

Feng Qingyang was already waving his hands to chase people away.

Linghu Chong looked rather regretful upon hearing this, as he still had a lot to say to Feng Qingyang.

However, Feng Qingyang was already trying to chase him away, so Linghu Chong had no choice but to stand up and bow to Feng Qingyang.

"Take care, Grand Master. I will come to visit you again when I have time."

Feng Qingyang was too lazy to tell him not to bother him anymore. Hearing this, he just waved his hands without even turning his head.

It was not until Linghu Chong left the mountain that Feng Qingyang turned around and fell into deep thought.

After a long time.

Feng Qingyang shook his head slightly, stood up and prepared to return to the cave where he lived, but before leaving, he seemed to remember something, turned and walked into the cave on the Cliff of Repentance, and after a while, he left with eight jars of wine, looting all of Linghu Chong's stock.

Chapter 2: Old Friends in the Capital (Falcon Pattern Extra Update 2/)

Chapter 480: Old Friends in the Capital

After returning to his residence, Feng Qingyang placed the jars of wine he had looted from Linghu Chong on the ground, and then fell into deep thought again.

Feng Qingyang paced back and forth in the cave.

After a while.

Feng Qingyang paused, with an idea in mind.

He is going down the mountain to Henan.

Ask carefully what Fang Zheng means.

……

Linghu Chong, who came down from the Cliff of Repentance, smelled the alcohol on his body and his face looked a little serious.

"Go wash up first."

Linghu Chong planned to take a shower and change his clothes.

Halfway through the journey, a Huashan disciple came towards them.

"Big brother."

Shu Qi saluted Linghu Chong.