I, Yue Buqun, my understanding is against the sky, I just want to cultivate immortality

Chapter 6 The old man has always been a disciple of the Huashan School, why did he return to the Huashan School?
Huashan, Houshan, Siguoya.

The entire Siguo Cliff has three cliffs and one mountain wall. It is so steep that extraordinary people can get there.

Coming from Huashan, there is only one long plank road on Siguo Cliff.

Holding a food box on his right hand, Yue Buqun performed lightness kung fu, like Feng Xu riding the wind, tapped a few times on the plank road in the sky, and he appeared on the Siguo Cliff like a fairy.

In front of a stone table in Siguoya, Yue Buqun opened the food box and took out a jug of wine, two wine glasses, two pairs of chopsticks, and four side dishes.

Yue Buqun filled two wine glasses with a glass of wine respectively, then put down the wine bottle in his hand. Shi Shiran sat down on a stone bench, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"Boy Yue, didn't you bring me wine and food? Didn't you drink it yourself before I could wait?"

An old man with white beard and green robe appeared on the stone bench opposite Yue Buqun as if out of nowhere, staring at him and said.

This person is none other than the genius of the Huashan Sect Sword Sect hidden in the Huashan Sect Cliff, Feng Qingyang!
If Yue Buqun's master, Ning Qingyu, is a genius of the Huashan School's Qizong line, Feng Qingyang is a genius of the Huashan School's Sword School lineage.

Even his strength is stronger than Ning Qingyu, the previous leader of Huashan Sect.

Among the peers, Mu Renqing, the Immortal Sword Immortal, and Shen Jizi, the second elder of the Huashan School, are far inferior to Feng Qingyang.

Because in the end the ancestors of the two sword qi sects came to their senses, the battle of sword qi came to an end, and they were no longer divided into two sects.

Therefore, Feng Qingyang was not as unkind to Yue Buqun as he was in Xiaoao Jianghu.

"Didn't I know that Uncle Feng would come out on his own?"

Yue Buqun smiled slightly and said, picked up the wine bottle and refilled himself a glass of wine.

"Boy Yue, how did you know that I would be on Siguo Cliff?"

"For so many years, no one has come to Si Guo Ya. You are the first one to come to Si Guo Ya."

After hearing Yue Buqun's words, Feng Qingyang looked at him with surprise and asked.

"Because I know that Uncle Feng has always had our Huashan sect in his heart. Our Huashan sect has experienced differences in ideals during the sword Qi battle, and the masters have withered. If there are no masters to take charge, the sect may be wiped out at any time."

Yue Buqun smiled calmly and said: "And for our Huashan sect to be safe and sound these years, we must have Uncle Feng silently supporting us behind our back.

But in the entire Huashan Mountain, we can see the situation inside the Huashan Sect anytime and anywhere. Only the back mountain has a higher terrain, and it is rare to see people crossing the cliff. "

The terrain of Siguo Cliff is indeed much higher than that of the Huashan Sect. Sitting here, Yue Buqun can overlook most of the Huashan Sect. What happens in the Huashan Sect can be known immediately from Siguo Cliff.

If the Huashan Sect is really in danger of being exterminated, Feng Qingyang, with his extremely loving and holy character, will never stand idly by.

Hearing these words, Feng Qingyang was silent for a while, and said with a dejected expression: "Unexpectedly, you, Yue Buqun, are the person who understands this old man best."

"Uncle Feng Master, on behalf of our entire Huashan Sect, I would like to propose a toast to you."

Yue Buqun raised the wine glass in his hand and said sternly to Feng Qingyang.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes and said, "I am a member of the Huashan Sect. I am in charge of Huashan, so I don't need your thanks."

Having said that, he picked up the wine glass, clinked the glass with Yue Buqun, and finished it in one gulp.

Feng Qingyang still felt warm in her heart to have such an old friend as Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun smiled and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then put down the glass and refilled the two wine glasses.

"When you come here today, you don't just want to offer me a glass of wine, right?"

Feng Qingyang said suddenly.

"Of course not. I came here this time to invite Uncle Feng to come out of the mountain and return to our Huashan School."

After hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Yue Buqun's face became solemn and he spoke solemnly.

Yue Buqun still valued Feng Qingyang very much. After all, he was also the strongest person in the entire Huashan Sect.

And since Feng Qingyang appeared just now, but Yue Buqun didn't feel anything at all, he knew that Feng Qingyang's cultivation level was far higher than he imagined.

It is very likely that Feng Qingyang has already set foot on the Grandmaster Realm!
He has become a master at the Grand Master level!

But it is normal to think about it. Feng Qingyang was a genius of the Sword Sect back then, and his strength was not only no worse than that of his master, the head of the Huashan Sect, but he might even be stronger.

After all, Feng Qingyang has also practiced such peerless sword techniques as Dugu Nine Swords.

This is not weaker than their Huashan School Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

With Feng Qingyang's kendo talent, one can imagine what kind of strength he can achieve after practicing the Dugu Nine Swords and other peerless swordsmanship.

I'm afraid that back then, Yue Su and Cai Zifeng were already comparable to the older masters of the Huashan Sect!
"I have never left the Huashan Sect. I have always been a disciple of the Huashan Sect. How can I return to the Huashan Sect?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said: "No matter when the master gives orders, Huashan Sect disciple Feng Qingyang will always stand on the master's side and send swords for our Huashan!"

His name for Yue Buqun also changed from Yue boy to head.

Apparently today, Yue Buqun's killing of Shenjizi with one sword is rare, and Feng Qingyang saw everything in his eyes.

Feng Qingyang also recognized Yue Buqun in her heart.

"Okay, with Uncle Feng's words, Yue Buqun will be satisfied."

Yue Buqun said with a smile on his cheeks.

What he wanted was Feng Qingyang's words, which meant that once he needed Feng Qingyang to make a move, he could invite Feng Qingyang as long as he sent someone over to Siguoya.

"I saw the sword you used to kill Xian Yutong today, and I was very happy to see you."

"I don't know if I can let the old man see it again."

"Don't worry, I won't use power beyond the level of a master."

"Although I can't see your cultivation level, your cultivation level should be at the master level, right?"

Feng Qingyang stood up slowly, looked at Yue Buqun and said.

As a swordsman genius, Feng Qingyang was naturally interested in Yue Buqun's sword.

And the reason why Yue Buqun's cultivation level is considered to be a minor achievement in the master level is because Yue Buqun's sword is very fast.

In his opinion, only the Grandmaster Jing Xiaocheng can make such a sword.

As for the higher realm of cultivation, Feng Qingyang did not guess. After all, Yue Buqun was only in the innate realm, how could he reach such a high realm of cultivation all at once.

Even if he had concealed something before, he must have reached the peak of the Xiantian Realm. Now that he has broken through to the Master Realm Xiaocheng, he killed Xian Yutong, a villain who was bought by Shaolin Temple and provoked the Huashan School's sword qi dispute.

"Since Uncle Feng wants to see my sword, I will naturally not refuse."

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Yue Buqun smiled lightly, stood up, and said with his hands behind his back.

He also had no explanation for Feng Qingyang's misunderstanding that his cultivation level was the Grand Master level.

"Please!"

Feng Qingyang's face turned serious, and he stretched out his hand to invite Yue Buqun.

"Uncle Feng, be careful!"

Yue Buqun said something, and the Xiyi sword he wore on his waist took off its sheath automatically, and struck towards Feng Qingyang like a flying sword.

This sword strike was as fast as thunder!

There are no bells and whistles, just one word, fast!

This is the essence of sword control created based on the evil sword manual!
(End of this chapter)