Sometimes Yue Buqun always thinks that maybe it would be better for Linghu Chong to join the Sword Sect.
On the Huashan Mountain, there are two elders and two younger ones, the youngest is not even old enough to practice martial arts, what kind of Huashan Sect is this?
Yue Buqun climbed up Siguo Cliff. This is the place where Huashan disciples made mistakes and faced the wall. Currently, the only serious disciple in Huashan Mountain is Linghu Chong. He is still young, so even if he makes a mistake, he cannot be punished to face the wall here. Besides, he had just gained a new life, which was the time when he was working the hardest.
Thinking of the cave on the cliff, there have been many footprints of Huashan disciples. Unfortunately, it has been neglected for ten years and the weeds have grown tall.
Yue Buqun took a short rest, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and fell into meditation.
As the sun rose, the sunlight pierced through the heavy clouds, shot into the cave, and fell on Yue Buqun's face.
Yue Buqun suddenly opened his eyes, let out a clear whistle, drew his sword and rushed out of the cave.
Dance against the rising sun and thousands of rays of light.
The sword light reflected the sunlight, and the light shimmered and flickered at the top of Huashan Mountain. The sword wind blew up the fallen leaves and the wild grass danced wildly.
The Huashan sword technique was used over and over again, each time slightly different.
Yue Buqun danced vigorously, flew forward with his sword, and pierced the stone wall of the cave until it reached the hilt.
Yue Buqun did not hesitate, drew out his sword and stabbed again, but the sword did not reach the hilt again.
Yue Buqun hurriedly drew out his thrust, and after more than ten swords, he clapped his left palm fiercely and hit the stone wall hard. With a "boom", a hole half a man's height was made, revealing a narrow tunnel inside.
Yue Buqun's expression didn't change much. He stared at the hole for a while and then stepped in.
Just as he imagined, the corpses and weapons were staggering around, and the walls were engraved with murals of the demon sect's elders defeating the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains.
Yue Buqun looked carefully at each picture, but he had some strange thoughts, but as he said, swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive. Being able to break through swordsmanship does not mean that you can break people, but being able to break them can This is not easy.
The Demon Sect still has a lot of talents. It is not unreasonable to be able to fight against the major sects on its own for so many years. The rise of the Huashan Sect still has a long way to go.
Yue Buqun shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that there are so many talented people."
Yue Buqun raised his sword and struck at the painting on the wall one by one. Each strike struck almost an inch deep. The thin long sword in his hand was as powerful as a mountain-breaking axe.
The traces of the Wuyue Sword Sect's plot against the Demon Sect were quickly erased.
Yue Buqun said softly: "From now on, no one will know about this past event."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Just because you erased this, does that mean these things never happened?"
Yue Buqun suddenly turned around and saw an old man in a green robe with gray beard and hair standing at the entrance of the cave. He looked depressed and his face was like gold paper.
Yue Buqun didn't show the slightest surprise. Instead, he calmly clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Feng, it's been a long time."
The old man is Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang said coldly: "Let me ask you, can you really erase all these past events with just one sword?"
Yue Buqun looked back into the cave and said, "Can't I erase it? If I don't even know about it, no one will know about it in the future."
Feng Qingyang said: "Despicable, you can wipe it out for a while but not forever. Can you forget it, can the people of the Demon Cult forget it?"….
Yue Buqun said: "Then I will wipe it out for a while. Whether the demon sect forgets or not does not mean that he will fight to the death with the decent ones. So what difference does it make whether he remembers or not?"
Feng Qingyang paused and said, "I didn't realize that the little scholar who likes to read turns out to be so scheming after becoming the leader."
Yue Buqun said: "In his position and in his political affairs. In the past, it was not my turn to take care of these things, but now I have to take care of them."
Feng Qingyang took a deep look at Yue Buqun. He was completely different from the nephew he remembered.
When he first went up Siguo Cliff, Feng Qingyang was observing this nephew and found that this nephew was very different from before. But after all, it has been ten years, and it is normal to be different. But seeing the martial arts he displayed, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but be shocked. Excellent swordsmanship,
He has profound skills and is not inferior to himself in anything. And after just a few words, it became clear that his mentality was terrifyingly mature, even more so than his own.
Feng Qingyang said: "You know I was thinking about it on the cliff?"
Yue Buqun didn't answer, but just said: "The Jianzong came down the mountain, and the Qi Zong didn't win either. The Huashan sect has been closed for ten years, and the world has forgotten this sect. It was the Huashan sect that lost."
Feng Qingyang said: "You are reaping the consequences."
Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "It's us, including Jian Zong."
Feng Qingyang said: "We were defeated by your conspiracy. You tricked me back to Jiangnan and prevented me from participating in the sword competition, so that you, the Qi Sect, could take advantage of me."
Yue Buqun said: "Uncle Master is wrong. In my opinion, the so-called 'Taoist struggle' is just a struggle for power. No matter how beautiful it is, it is useless. It is just under the banner of 'Taotong.' Taoism is used." It is a tool to build cliques and fight against dissenters. Whether it is the 'Sword Sect' or the 'Air Sect', whichever one you think is right, just do it. Why should you impose it on others? Party strife is not limited to the martial arts world. , the fight is never about right or wrong, but about interests. Uncle Master feels that our airbenders deceived you to return to Jiangnan, fearing that you would participate in the sword competition, which makes sense. I was still young at the time and didn’t know the specific situation, but I guess I didn’t want to It’s not just our airbenders who asked Uncle Master to participate in the sword competition. With the atmosphere on Mount Hua at that time, how could a master like Uncle Master leave so easily? Without the support of the Sword Master, I’m afraid it wouldn’t have been possible.”
Feng Qingyang frowned and said, "Why do you say that?"
Yue Buqun said: "I haven't had much contact with my uncle since I was a child, and I don't know them very well, but I know from the elders that my uncle is actually opposed to such a fierce battle. My uncle is a genius, both internally and externally, and he is known for his superior swordsmanship. Returning to the Wei Sword Sect, in fact, your internal strength is not inferior to that of the Qi Sect. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are a Qi Sect. As I said, the dispute between the orthodoxy is actually about interests. If the master uncle was in Huashan at that time, he might not be able to fight. This is a situation that neither the Sword Sect nor the Air Sect wants. Even if we can fight in the end, my uncle's martial arts will definitely be able to turn the tide, and the position of leader may be yours by then."
Feng Qingyang said: "I don't want to be the leader."
Yue Buqun sighed: "The worst result is that you don't want to be the leader. Your martial arts are so high, if you compete for the leader, maybe everyone will be convinced, but you don't want to be the leader, so naturally others will compete for it. Opportunity for the leader. The status of a sect leader should be the most respected. With a person like you who is not the leader but whose martial arts is higher than the leader, can the leader feel comfortable?"
Feng Qingyang said coldly: "Then it would be better for me to stay than to be rejected like this."
1980s
