Flirting is a basic quality that Xuan Yiwei must have. This fine tradition needs to be practiced from time to time.
Today, cheating has become the best. It doesn’t matter if cheating doesn’t work. There are other ways.
Jin Yong's novel did not mention where Feng Qingyang got the Nine Swords of Dugu.
But in Song Xuan's opinion, the most likely possibility is that this person got lucky when he was young, found the tomb of Dugu Qiufei, and received the inheritance of swordsmanship from his tomb.
Feng Qingyang's face became a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether it was because of drinking or because something he had done in the past was exposed. In short, his face turned red.
Seeing this, Song Xuan immediately understood that he had guessed correctly just now.
In order to cover up her embarrassment, Feng Qingyang raised her head and took another sip of wine.
It's really embarrassing. When he was young, he dug people's graves to obtain sword skills, but now he is approached by a descendant of the sect. At his age, he always feels a little embarrassed.
He did not suspect that Song Xuan was lying.
After all, the matter of Dugu Nine Swords is extremely secretive. If the other party is not the descendant of the sect of senior Dugu, how could he possibly know about it?
What's more, this Song Shaoxia has such strong martial arts talent that he has never seen before in his life. Although the Dugu Nine Swords are powerful, they are just a sword technique and are still at the level of skills.
With the opponent's strength, there is absolutely no need to make up a story to fool him about such a swordsmanship.
"So the young hero came to me today with the intention of abolishing the old martial arts and taking back the inheritance?"
"It's not that serious!"
Song Xuan smiled and said, "Junior is not here to challenge the master today. Senior only needs to return the sword manual and I will bring it back to the sect and incorporate it into the sect's martial arts."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's face looked better and he hurriedly said: "Young hero, please wait a moment."
After saying this, he got into the cave and came out after a while holding a wooden box.
Song Xuan opened the wooden box, and a secret book with yellowed pages came into view - Dugu Nine Swords!
After casually flipping through a few pages and confirming that there were no problems, he put the secret book in his arms, cupped his fists and saluted, "I'm disturbing your senior's seclusion."
Feng Qingyang hurriedly waved his hand, "You are so polite, young hero. It is the old man who should apologize. When I was young, I acted impulsively and disturbed senior Dugu's sleep. I hope you can forgive me, young hero."
Feng Qingyang was also a person of public interest and wanted to show off his face. Descendants of Senior Dugu's sect came to visit him. He did not hide anything and apologized directly.
Song Xuan had a good impression of this reclusive master and said with a smile: "Senior, do you really plan to live in seclusion here for the rest of your life and not to join the world again?"
Feng Qingyang shook his head, "My home is here, what kind of world do I want to join? I'm old and don't want to go out and make trouble anymore. Now I just want to stay quietly in Huashan and atone for my past mistakes."
Song Xuan knew that he had always felt guilty for the decline of the Huashan Sect.
During the dispute between the Huashan Sect Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, he, as the top master of the Sword Sect, was deceived into returning to his hometown to marry a wife before the two sects fought. As a result, the two sects almost died together in the fight.
In this matter, he was also deceived. It was not his fault, but he could not get over this hurdle in his heart and took the blame on himself.
For him, staying in Huashan like this is atonement and can also alleviate the guilt in his heart.
Song Xuan didn't persuade him any more.
Some obsessions cannot be solved with a few words. The other person may seem free and easy, but in fact the obsession in his heart is heavier than anyone else's, and it has even become the driving force for his survival.
After chatting for a while with Feng Qingyang, the guardian of Huashan Mountain, and talking about the prosperity of the Huashan Sect Sword Sect back then, he said goodbye with a smile.
Song Xuan's figure disappeared.
Feng Qingyang raised his head and looked up at the sky, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. In today's world, young people are more evil than the others. It is better to continue to live in seclusion, and not go out and be embarrassed!"
...
The company stayed in Huashan Pai for half a month.
Of course, Song Xuan's martial arts interface also includes two more sword techniques, Dugu Nine Swords and Divine Sword Art.
These two swordsmanships are rated as master level in the interface.
This rating is already very high.
After acquiring these two sword techniques, Song Xuan completed the training in just one night.
Basically, martial arts in the world are not difficult for him. With the inner strength and mental method of Chunyang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu, even if it is a master-level martial arts, it can be mastered in one night at most.
Of course, as Yan Nantian and Feng Qingyang said, with his current strength, having one or two more sword skills would not significantly help improve his combat power.
The only purpose is to collect and study a few more martial arts, so that he can gain more insights into the way of swordsmanship, accumulate knowledge, and lay the foundation for finding the way of swordsmanship that is most suitable for him in the future.
Song Qian, on the other hand, was the happiest. She suddenly gained two top sword skills. These days, she had been staying in her small courtyard to study the sword skills without seeing anyone.
Without seeing Miss Song, A Fei was bored in Huashan Mountain. From time to time he would go down the mountain to the surrounding towns to drink and hang out. On this day, when he returned to Huashan Mountain, a woman followed him.
This woman looks very beautiful, her skin is as smooth as jade, and her facial features are exquisite and perfect. Whether it is appearance or figure, she is not inferior to Song Qian.
The disciples of the Huashan Sect were stunned. Even Song Xuan, even though he was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help but take a few more glances.
I have to admit that this woman is indeed beautiful, and there are only a handful of women who can compare with her. Among the women Song Xuan knows, only his fiancée who calls herself Yao Yue can hold her own.
After Song Qian finished practicing, as soon as she walked out of the courtyard, she saw A Fei's bald head and the stunning woman beside him.
"Okay, Fei, it's time to make a career!"
Song Qian laughed and joked: "What's the matter, are you bringing me back to recognize you?"
A Fei's face suddenly became anxious, and he hurriedly explained: "Miss Song misunderstood, this is Miss Lin Xian'er I met at the foot of the mountain. I happened to encounter her being chased, so I rescued her. I planned to let her go first." Take shelter here for a while.”
"Lin Xian'er?" Song Qian was startled and looked her up and down, "Lin Xian'er, the most beautiful woman in the world?"
Ah Fei, why did you drive the bus to the mountain?
Lin Xian'er stood pretty behind A Fei, cautiously stuck out her head, and said timidly: "Sister is joking, it's all nonsense from people in the world. Compared with sister, Xian'er can't be the most beautiful woman. title."
Song Qian chuckled twice. The tea was so smelly that it made people feel nervous even from a distance.
But she was too lazy to say anything else. After traveling around the world with her brother for a long time, she gradually formed some concepts.
It doesn't matter whether you are good or evil, a bus or a pure love god of war, as long as you don't cause trouble, I won't bother to talk to you.
Of course, if you don't want to find trouble with your broken car, then don't blame the sword in my heroine's hand for trying to reason with you!
