Thinking of this, Yue Feng couldn't help but sigh and waved his hand to signal Lu Houer to go out.

Lu Houer couldn't help but be happy. Knowing that Yue Feng had decided to teach Linghu Chong Zixia's magical skills, he quickly said, "Okay, I'll just guard outside, otherwise anyone will come in." As he said that, he quickly ran out and closed the door. [bsp;     When Yue Feng saw Lu Houer leaving, he looked at Yue Lingshan again. After pondering for a moment, Yue Feng said, "Lingshan, go to the study and bring the pen and paper, hurry up."

"Well, I understand." Yue Lingshan lit up, although she was reluctant to leave, she did not dare to delay. Soon, only orders Hu Chong and Yue Feng were left in the room.

As soon as Linghu Chong woke up, he saw Yue Feng sending Yue Lingshan and Lu Houer out. He couldn't help but feel curious. Although he was still a little unhealthy, he still asked, "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Yue Feng looked at Linghu Chong with some complexity and whispered: "You have suffered a lot this time. Only by practicing advanced internal skills can you cure it. In my Huashan School, you can only learn the Zixia magic skills. I will pass on the Zixia magic skills to you now. You must practice hard, remember not to tell outsiders."

Linghu Chong was slightly stunned, full of shock, and quickly said, "Junior brother, this is not possible. The Zixia magical abilities are a mystery that my Huashan Sect does not pass on. Only the head disciples can learn them." When he said this, Linghu Chong's voice was a little more determined, and he also felt a little disappointed. He continued to speak, "The master passed this martial arts to you, obviously because he wanted you to be the head. I, Linghu Chong, is just an ordinary disciple, and I am not qualified to learn this martial arts. I have appreciated the kindness of my junior brother. I really don't dare to learn this Zixia magical abilities."

"If you don't learn, can't you die?" Yue Feng couldn't help but feel a little angry when he heard Linghu Chong's words and said, "If you want to die, you don't have to be so troublesome. Just just commit suicide, so as to save the food of my Huashan Sect." As he said that, he picked up the sword beside him and threw it on Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong looked at the sword thrown by Yue Feng and couldn't help but hesitate. Although his words just now were sincere, they were more angry. He really couldn't do it if he wanted to slap himself.

Yue Feng continued to say: "The Zixia Divine Art is the first magical art of my Huashan Sect. Apart from this martial arts, the only Yijin Jing in Shaolin Temple can heal your injuries in the whole world. You should think carefully about it yourself. If you don't want to, I won't force it. From today on, you will be a useless person."

Linghu Chong listened to Yue Feng's words, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. If Yue Feng had persuaded him to persuade him to learn the Zixia magic skill. He might have thought Yue Feng was pitying him and would never learn it. But now Yue Feng made it clear to him, and Linghu Chong had to think carefully. He looked up at Yue Feng, and saw that the expression on Yue Feng's face was also very complicated, and obviously his mood was not calm.

Human nature is to be greedy for life and fear death, not to mention Linghu Chong, who was young. After some thought, Linghu Chong couldn't help but be a little shaken by his previous decision. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's not that I don't want to learn it, but this Zixia magic skill is really impossible. The Zixia magic skill cannot be taught by the head disciple. If I learn it, how can you explain it to the master?"

"You don't have to worry about how to explain it." Yue Feng sighed and said, "He is my father after all, and he can't do anything to me even if he is angry. As long as I just need to apologize sincerely, this matter will be revealed. But your current injury can't be delayed. Otherwise, even if it gets better, it will leave behind any problems."

Linghu Chong finally didn't speak, and his eyes couldn't help but red. He knew that Yue Feng was always very indifferent to others and was extremely law-abiding. Although he grew up with Yue Feng, his relationship was only Fan Fan, so he was not very good. He didn't expect that Yue Feng would pass the Zixia magic skills to him privately today. At this time, even though he was extremely grateful in his heart, he didn't know how to start.

Yue Feng continued, "You don't have to be too happy too early. Although I promised to pass on Zixia's magical skills to you, it is not the entire one. I just teach you the previous half first, enough for you to heal your wounds. And you must remember, don't be known by others."

Linghu Chong nodded quickly, with a little sobbing in his voice, and he said, "I remember, what kind of virtue is Linghu Chong? It's enough to learn some magical skills. How dare I learn them all? I will definitely repay my kindness in the future."

Yue Feng nodded and did not answer. Soon, the two of them fell into silence.

In a moment, Yue Lingshan walked back from outside. She held a pen and inkstone in one hand, but a large stack of paper in the other. The papers in front had been used, and she obviously couldn't see clearly in the dark night and took them all at will.

As soon as he entered the room, Yue Lingshan saw that Linghu Chong's expression was a little wrong, so she asked with a smile: "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? You are so old, why are you crying?" While speaking, she took the initiative to grind the ink for Yue Feng.

Linghu Chong gave a little embarrassedly and said, "It's not that I'm crying, but I just know that my injury can heal, and I feel a little happy."

"Then you have to thank me. If it weren't for me, my brother wouldn't have passed on the Zixia magical Technique to you." Yue Lingshan smiled and continued, "When you recover from your injury, you must thank me well."

At this time, Yue Feng had already taken the pen and paper handed over by Yue Lingshan and began to write down the Zixia magic skill. Although his handwriting in his previous life was very sloppy, he started to learn to write again after being reborn. Perhaps because of his different talents, although he did not take much attention, he made great progress. Although it was still not very perfect, it could also give people a pleasing feeling.

After writing a few words at the beginning, Yue Lingshan came over and wanted to go to see it secretly, but was waved and dared to go to the side. Yue Lingshan had no choice but to glar at him dissatisfiedly, but there was no way.

Although Zixia's magical skills are magical skills, the content is very small. Although Yue Buqun gave him a lot of secrets, it mainly contains comments added by the previous leader. The actual content is not much.

Yue Feng is also anxious to pass the Zixia magic skills to Linghu Chong, so he naturally won't write them all down. He just put the formulas for the first four levels of practice on paper. When he has time in the future, he will explain it to him slowly.

In just half an hour, the internal strength of the first four levels of Zixia's magical skills was crafted on five pieces of paper by Yue Feng.

Yue Feng held the five thin pieces of paper, but his expression was full of solemnity. Although it was only a few dozen short sentences, it covered the most basic things of Zixia's magical skills. Even these rules were said to be the basis for the establishment of the Huashan Sect. Although the other contents behind were more advanced, not many people could truly cultivate to that level. Relatively speaking, they were far less important than the ones before. If there was a slight mistake, then the Huashan Sect would have to bear unimaginable losses.

Yue Feng was just about to hand over these pieces of paper to Linghu Chong, but hesitated in his heart, so he was about to warn him a few more words about the importance of Zixia magic, so that Linghu Chong could take care of himself carefully. Suddenly, noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Yue Feng thought and quickly took the pieces of paper into his arms and pulled Yue Lingshan out.

As soon as he went out, five or six outer disciples came to pay their respects. Seeing that they looked very panicked, Yue Feng quickly asked, "What happened?"

A disciple hurried forward and said, "Senior Brother, it's not good, someone has just died in the outer courtyard."

When Yue Feng heard this, he was shocked. The Huashan Mountain has always been very stable and he had never seen such a thing as a death before. He had previously worried that someone would sneak up to Huashan Mountain, but he didn't expect that someone would come so soon. He was really afraid of anything he was afraid of.

Yue Feng couldn't help feeling a little panicked, and quickly ordered Yue Lingshan and Lu Houer to take advantage of Linghu Chong, and he went to the outer courtyard under the leadership of these disciples.

The so-called outer courtyard is the residence of the outer disciples of the Huashan Sect. Although the outer courtyard is at the foot of the Yunu Peak Mountain of Zhengqi Hall and Yue Feng’s own room, Yue Feng rarely goes there. Half a quarter of an hour later, Yue Feng finally walked into the high wall under the leadership of these disciples and arrived at the outer courtyard.

At this time, the outer courtyard was quite uneasy, and all the disciples ran out of the room. In the courtyard, a group of people were holding torches and whispering around a corpse.

When everyone saw Yue Feng coming, they calmed down and quickly made a way for Yue Feng. Yue Feng looked around in the fire and saw that the man seemed a little familiar. After a moment of pondering, he suddenly realized that this man was a disciple who was leaving the mountain with Yue Buqun.

Yue Feng's face changed and he quickly spoke to the disciple who had brought him here, "He didn't leave Huashan with his master. When will he come back and how did he die?"

The disciple was stopped by Yue Feng, and he couldn't help but screamed in disgust and quickly replied: "He was carried back by the second senior brother in one hour. He was already unconscious at that time. We wanted to report it, but the second senior brother said that there was no big deal and asked us not to disturb you, you rest, which means we will come back soon. But unexpectedly, he suddenly died."

"Laudno." Yue Feng couldn't help but gritted his teeth and spit out three words. An hour ago, he was staying in the ancestral hall, and Yue Lingshan should be searching for Zixia secret book everywhere. But after so long, Lauderno did something on Mount Hua. Thinking of this, Yue Feng hurriedly asked, "Where is Lauderno now?"

"Well, we don't know." The disciple was startled and hurried back and said, "The second senior brother left by himself after going up the mountain, and we dare not ask."

At this time, Yue Feng was already full of anger. He was about to scold the disciple, but suddenly he heard a sound of fighting coming from a distance. The place where the sound of fighting came was where Linghu Chong lived.

Without thinking, Yue Feng ran towards the other side. When the outsiders saw Yue Feng leaving, they all had the intention of redeeming the merits and quickly gave it to him.

But as soon as Yue Feng arrived at Zhengqi Hall, a figure rushed out of the room where Linghu Chong was and ran towards the distance. Obviously, the man knew that Yue Feng had returned and did not dare to delay, so he left directly. Yue Feng looked carefully and saw that the figure was vaguely Luo Deno. At the same time, a firelight emerged from the small house where Linghu Chong was.

Yue Feng was just planning to chase Luo Deno, but suddenly remembered what happened just now. Maybe Old Nord wanted to leave like before, and there were other people from Songshan Sect coming to Huashan. Moreover, Yue Feng was also worried about Yue Lingshan, so he ignored the man and hurried into the room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the oil lamp in the small house had been knocked down to the ground. The oil of the lamp was spilled on the ground, burning the table and the things in the room. The stack of paper on the table was gone. As for this room, it was about to fall into the sea of ​​fire and could not be saved. Yue Lingshan and Lu Houer were holding Linghu Chong down from the bed and walking outside.
Chapter completed!