Early on the next morning, with Lu Pheasant waiting on him, Zhao Wen came to the study after washing up and eating breakfast.
Thinking that even after being tired for half the night, Lu Pheasant still got up earlier than him the next morning and prepared everything. This alone made him much more sensible than the concubines from the three surnames of Chu. It reminded Zhao Wen of Lu Pheasant's time.
, there is also a bit more love on his face.
After telling the guards that no one was allowed to enter the study, and reading a book in the study for a while, Zhao Wen's figure disappeared in the study in an instant.
After entering the world passage of Xiaoao Jianghu, he glanced at Huashan Mountain not far away. Zhao Wen seemed to be drifting away towards Huashan Mountain like a fleeting light.
"This should be Huashan Siguo Cliff!" Zhao Wen whispered to himself when he saw the words "Feng Qingyang" written on a cliff.
He raised his hand and hit the cliff with three characters engraved on it. With a "pop" sound, a passage appeared in front of Zhao Wen. He took a few steps back slightly to let go of the filthy air rushing out of the passage.
Then he turned around and looked at the other side of the mountain wall.
The sound just now was enough for some people to hear the movement on the top of the mountain.
"This Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area of the Huashan Sect. You are not a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Please leave quickly!" Following a sound like a sword whistling, a skinny old man with a face as golden as paper and a lonely face has fallen.
In front of Zhao Wen.
As soon as the old man appeared, he blocked the entrance of the passage behind him. After looking Zhao Wen up and down, his face was suddenly startled, and there was already a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
"Your Sword Sect has been expelled from the Huashan Sect. I didn't expect you, Feng Qingyang, to still consider yourself a disciple of the Huashan Sect!" Seeing that his method had indeed lured Feng Qingyang out, Zhao Wen also had a little more smile on his face.
meaning.
"Who are you, you actually know about our Huashan Sword Sect?"
Based on Feng Qingyang's experience, he could tell at a glance that the young man in front of him had extremely powerful internal strength.
Such an age, such inner strength!
Feng Qingyang secretly regretted in his heart. After staying alone in the back mountain for these years, he had completely lost his vigilance. As a swordsman, he didn't even bring a sword. Now that he encountered a powerful enemy like Zhao Wen, he was in every possible situation.
passive.
"Zhao Wen, the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, has met Senior Feng!"
He gently cupped his hands, and regarded it as a salute, but said with contempt in his mouth: "My Xiaoyao sect has thousands of magical and unique skills. Just these shabby swordsmanship, in this era of decline of martial arts, I'm afraid it's not enough."
Only disciples of small sects like you will care!"
"Xiaoyao Sect!" Feng Qingyang remembered where he had heard this name. After thinking about it carefully, his expression suddenly changed and he took another step back!
"You actually know the name of our sect?" Zhao Wen had a look of curiosity on his face. The Xiaoyao sect had already declined in the Song Dynasty, but Feng Qingyang still knew about it in the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Wen secretly admired Feng Qingyang.
of learned knowledge.
"I read it in a miscellaneous journal, and it was said that your sect is extremely powerful, but I didn't know that your sect had so many martial arts inheritance!" There are thousands of martial arts, and in the entire martial arts world, only Shaolin has the confidence to say this.
Already.
Thinking of the declining Huashan Mountain, I can't help but sigh.
"Our sect has been collecting martial arts from all over the world since the Tang Dynasty. By the Song Dynasty, it had almost been collected. Later, the martial arts sects continued to decline, and the inheritance became less and less. If you just wave it a few times, you can say that it is a magical skill. The seniors in the sect
That’s why he hasn’t been born yet!”
Zhao Wen explained the reason why Xiaoyao Sect was not in the mountain with a calm expression. Looking at Feng Qingyang who looked wary, he raised his hand and slapped the Yangge Tianjun in the Tianshan Liuyang Palm into the void. More than a hundred years of internal force formed a
The huge handprint made the surrounding void seem to tremble slightly.
Feng Qingyang, who ignored the drastic change in his expression, lightly sensed that the Beiming Divine Skill would continue to operate automatically as long as it was practiced. In terms of the speed of practice, it was at least ten times slower than the practice in the Tianlong era.
"I don't use any moves, I just shoot with a single palm. Do you think there is anyone in the world of martial arts who can block my palm?"
Feng Qingyang remembered a rumor in the miscellaneous journals he had read back then. The Xiaoyao sect had a magical skill that could absorb people's internal energy without any consequences. Originally, he only saw it as a joke.
After all, although there is a star-absorbing method in the martial arts, Ren Woxing's strength is not that strong in his opinion, and it also has huge consequences.
But now, he firmly believed in this rumor. The young man in front of him still had a childish look on his face, but his internal strength had reached an unbelievable level. Could it be that he had cultivated it himself?
Seeing that Feng Qingyang did not dare to move under the intimidation of his powerful internal power, Zhao Wen sighed: "Seniors of our sect have always liked to collect various martial arts secrets. The martial arts of all sects in the world, except for Shaolin Marrow Cleansing Sutra, Beggar's Marrow Cleansing Sutra,
In addition to the Dog Beating Stick Technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and a large number of Duan's Yiyang Finger, they are all in our Langhuan Jade Cave!"
"Originally, I thought that there would be no martial arts in today's martial arts world that would be qualified to join it, but I didn't expect that when I came out this time, I heard that Dugu Qiufei actually had a legacy left behind, and there was also a book called the Sunflower Book.
Kung Fu!"
"Are you going to take it out yourself, or should I kill you and then destroy the Huashan Sect, and then search for it in the Huashan Sect's books?"
In the world of martial arts, martial arts are respected, and now that his internal strength of more than a hundred years is definitely enough to run rampant in this world, Zhao Wen does not intend to play any tricks, but plans to directly push him.
The young man's energy on the opposite side was tightly locked on him. Feng Qingyang was sure that as long as he moved, he would be struck down with an incredibly powerful palm!
As for what Zhao Wen said just now, he has no time to distinguish between true and false. However, the Shaolin Marrow Cleansing Sutra has been lost even to Shaolin himself. As for the Beggar Clan's Dog Beating Stick Technique and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, they have always been only talked about among the gang leaders.
According to legend, there may not be much left now.
What worries him the most is that the young man in front of him talks about destroying the entire Huashan family in such an understatement, but with the opponent's energy locked, he doesn't even dare to feel angry.
Once he regretted that he did not bring a sword when he came out, but he hurriedly said: "There is no secret book of Dugu Nine Swords in the Huashan Sect. It will be useless even if you kill all the Huashan disciples!"
"I have already inquired, and found out that you have not accepted any disciples, and you grew up in Huashan. Over the years, even if the Sword Sect was destroyed, you have always stayed in the back mountain to protect the Huashan Sect. At your age,
The secret book of Dugu Nine Swords will definitely be hidden somewhere where Huashan disciples can find it!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Wen Xiang Feng Qingyang calmed down his suppressed internal energy, and said with a magnanimous face: "But our sect never likes to force others. If you are willing to take out the Dugu Nine Swords, I can use Shaolin Seventy
In exchange for two special skills with you, I believe that I am afraid that even Shaolin’s own seventy-two special skills are not as complete as mine!”