Qi Qi interacts.
The sword heart trembles.
Yu Peiyu feels Ye Gucheng’s sword intention.
His mind also escapes into some indescribable mystery at the same moment.
It is a painting.
A landscape painting painted by Yu Fanghe himself.
There are two Buddhist verses on the painting.
The first sentence is: Look at the mountain is not a mountain, look at the water is not water.
The second sentence is: Look at the mountain is still a mountain, look at the water is still water.
Yu Peiyu has been watching for more than 20 years.
I never understood why.
Until the battle with Ximen Chuxue, he just had a great enlightenment.
Kendo has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Since then, swordsmanship is no longer bound by form. No matter how exquisite or complex the moves are, he can perform them at will.
At this moment.
Natural sword intention is fully performed.
Intentional but invisible.
Visible but without moves.
What everyone sees is the boundless chaotic world, the nature that returns to its original simplicity.
No one can fathom the mystery.
Ye Gucheng’s sword performed a new chapter in the way of swordsmanship.
What a beautiful sword.
It seems to represent all the beauty in the world.
It seems to contain all the emotions and desires in the world.
No one can describe the brilliance of this sword.
No pen and ink can describe the brilliance and beauty of this sword.
Ding.
Yu Peiyu retreated.
Ye Gucheng also retreated.
But Yu Peiyu’s sword broke with a "clang" at the moment when Yu Peiyu stood still.
"I lost."
Yu Peiyu looked at her sword.
Just shook her head.
Yu Fanghe’s eyes were a little dim.
It seemed that he had lost some kind of sustenance at this moment.
Ximen Chuxue also gritted his teeth at the same time and made some kind of decision in his heart.
As for Lu Xiaofeng, he just curled his lips and whispered something like "I’m fine" in his heart.
"Thank you."
Ye Gucheng was very satisfied.
This was the most satisfying battle since his debut, especially since he achieved great success in swordsmanship.
He first clasped his fists to Yu Fanghe and Yu Peiyu.
Then he also saluted Linghu Chong.
Turned and left.
Without any nostalgia.
Under everyone’s gaze.
He left the same way he came.
From beginning to end, his clothes were as white as snow, and the sandalwood crown on his head was not messy at all.
As if he was always so carefree and aloof.
"How do you feel?"
Lu Xiaofeng asked quietly.
"I will definitely be able to borrow the immortal from the sky in the future."
Ximen Chuxue left this sentence and turned away.
"I believe you."
Lu Xiaofeng did not try to stop him.
Just gave him this encouragement.
Wudang Shihe and others looked at Linghu Chong, but found that Linghu Chong had left without knowing when.Open.
Silently.
Elusive.
So far.
Ye Gucheng’s [Nine Swords of Heaven] won the first battle.
Next is Huashan.
Liang Fa, the heavy sword of Hunyuan, and Linghu Chong, the sword of Xiaoao.
Hushan.
In the hall of Jianqi Chongxiao.
The main seat of the hall originally enshrined the most precious thing of Huashan.
At first, it was the flag of the leader of the Five Mountains.
Later, it was the token of the leaders of the successive generations.
Now it is a copybook, the copybook written by Yue Buqun.
And at this time.
Four brocade boxes made of sandalwood were placed on the table.
One brocade box is large and three are small.
The largest and most gorgeous brocade box is covered with red silk.
In the middle of the silk is a pearl as big as an egg.
The other three brocade boxes of the same size each contained two pigeon egg-like pearls. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Huashan has now established its foundation.
Yue Buqun finally came up with the pearl cultivation technology.
Because it is a monopoly.
Because it takes the highest-end route.
So every year Huashan only produces the largest and most perfect pearls.
The rest of the unqualified pearls will be secretly destroyed.
Because this level of financial resources is unique in the market.
Even the emperor would be tempted.
"Lingzhong."
"Report the situation."
Yue Buqun just took a look and didn’t pay attention.
Pearl cultivation is the biggest lifeline of Huashan.
It is also a financial source that can make countless people crazy.
So the person in charge must be someone he trusts absolutely.
Feng Buping’s only son Feng Lingzhong is the best choice. []
(dafh)"We were lucky enough to cultivate a Dragon King Pearl this year."
"With this pearl, Huashan’s money will be worry-free for ten years."
"With the other six, if Huashan does not waste, it can last at least fifteen years."
Feng Lingzhong described his achievements seriously.
He is not a fool.
Although his martial arts talent is not good and his perseverance is not enough.
But after a long period of tempering, he knows how to show it when he should.
"Not bad."
"You didn’t let me and my senior brother down."
Yue Buqun was relieved.
When Feng Lingzhong heard his father’s name, a smile appeared on his face.
Others were even happier.
You should know that Feng Lingzhong just said waste, not save money.
That has a completely different meaning.
Huashan is not like the big sects like Shaolin and Wudang.
It needs to make big events in the martial arts world from time to time, hold a conference or something, to show off its military power.
The role of such a grand ceremony is naturally obvious.
But the cost is to consume a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources.
Although Huashan does not have it, the big sectsThe industry is huge.
In addition, Huashan’s investment in the field of spiritual medicine is the highest in the entire martial arts world.
So the regular consumption is also a very considerable number.
"No accidents, right?"
Ning Zhongze was concerned.
Feng Buping only has this son.
Now that Feng Buping has gone to the Far North to look for opportunities, if they no longer care about Feng Lingzhong, no one will care about him.
"Accident?"
"A little bit."
Feng Lingzhong hesitated for a moment and rolled up his sleeves.
A bloody wound.
A bloody mark as long as a chopstick and as wide as a fingernail.
Although the wound has healed, it can be seen how serious the wound was at the time.
"Who did it?"
Ning Zhongze was furious.
But what made her even more angry was that Feng Lingzhong didn’t mention it to them.
"Nephew doesn’t know either."
"But that person’s martial arts are extremely high, and the martial arts he uses are also extremely domineering, a bit like…"
Feng Lingzhong paused here.
"Like what?"
"You used to be very straightforward, why are you so fussy now?"
Bai Feifei listened anxiously.
"The sword techniques include the Twelve Ziwu Swords of Songshan and the Huifeng Luoyan Sword of Hengshan."
"The palm techniques are like the Great Vajra Palm of Shaolin."
As soon as these words came out.
The whole audience gasped.
Everyone looked at Yue Buqun.
This is a habit.
It is also hope.
Ning Zhongze asked anxiously: "Husband, although Lingzhong is not a martial arts genius, his martial arts are far better than the heads of ordinary sects. A person who can almost cripple his hand and master so many unique skills of major sects must be of great origin."
"Be patient."
Yue Buqun pressed his hand and said calmly: "The opponent may only know some of the remaining moves, which has the effect of surprise.".
