Tang Jinlou unloaded the package in his room and went to Youbuweixuan to find Yue Buqun. But as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a yelling sound coming from inside. Tang Jinlou showed his head and went out. Outside the Zhengqi Hall, more than ten Huashan disciples were connecting with sword techniques. There were also a few innocent faces standing aside with horse stances, probably the latest disciples to join Huashan.

Tang Jinlou stretched out his tongue and took his head back. He thought to himself: Lao Yue is too powerful, and he hasn't even passed the Lantern Festival yet, so this will make people live.

After thinking about it, Tang Jinlou decided to go back and take a shower first, take a nap, and then go to Yue Buqun to report.

Huashan sent disciples to take a bath. It was usually a dark and windy night. A group of people stood clean in the yard, carrying a basin and rubbing their bodies all over. If it was better in summer, they could go to the lake at the foot of the mountain to enjoy it. After all, Tang Jinlou is a child of the landlord's family and has money. He had already ordered people to buy a bathtub and deliver it to the mountain, which was placed in his room.

I took a comfortable shower and lay on the bed for a while. When Tang Jinlou had enough rest, an afternoon passed. Tang Jinlou got up, opened the window and looked at the sky, and knew that the time for practicing qigong was almost over. I was dressed leisurely and neatly, Tang Jinlou arrived at Zhengqi Hall again.

In the open space in front of the hall, the disciples of the Huashan Sect were still practicing. When they saw Tang Jinlou coming, they greeted him one by one. Tang Jinlou walked along the way and felt a vague feeling of a star.

The new disciples who practice horse stance did not know who Tang Jinlou was, but felt that this young brat seemed quite popular. The ignorant expression on their faces greatly stimulated the senior brothers. Many people told them the competition at the end of last year to them, and were happy to find the shock from the faces of the junior brothers. They obviously did not achieve the effect completely, because no new junior brothers think that they are a rare genius in a century. As long as they work hard, they will definitely be the best in the world in the future. Tang Jinlou's swordsmanship is a little better than most disciples, but they are not even attracted to their eyes. However, they have a look of "So that's it, this young senior brother is so powerful" on their faces to satisfy the vanity of the senior brothers.

Tang Jinlou walked into Zhengqi Hall and saw Yue Buqun sitting in the middle, leisurely tasting tea. Tang Jinlou complained: "You can drink tea with two cents and one tael of silver so delicious. I wonder if this is a necessary cultivation for a gentleman?"

"Lou'er, you're here."

Tang Jin took a few steps forward, bowed and said, "Yes, Master, I'll be on the mountain that I've arrived in the afternoon."

Yue Buqun nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, are your family members okay?"

Tang Jinlou said, "Everything is good, my father asked me to say hello to him."

Yue Buqun stroked his long beard and smiled and said, "Your Majesty Tang is polite. Lou'er, since he is here, he will start practicing kung fu tomorrow. You must know that if you learn martial arts, you must not be slackened at all. If you practice the moon every day, you will not advance or retreat..."

Listening to Yue Buqun's talk about the great truth, Tang Jinlou looked respectful but actually lowered his head in pain. To talk about Yue Buqun, the biggest problem is here. From time to time, he had to talk about some great truths. Everything can be combined with the martial arts way. Huashan Future, the gentleman's style. Of course, Tang Jinlou did not dare to interrupt him, but it was okay to lower his head and think about it and resist it.

After finally being tired from talking, Yue Buqun picked up the teacup and drank water. Tang Jinlou seized the opportunity, changed his subject and asked: "Master, I just saw many brothers practicing martial arts, but for some reason I didn't see the master brother. The disciple still wanted to have a fight with him." Linghu Chong was an orphan adopted by Yue Buqun and his wife, so naturally there was no saying that he would go down the mountain to go home. As for wanting to compete with him, it was Tang Jinlou's nonsense. He naturally knew that he was no match for Linghu Chong at all, and that he was just looking for a beating.

Yue Buqun snorted and said, "He fought with someone at the foot of the mountain a few days ago, and he actually sold him one hand. I really don't know the importance. The other party is the son of a wealthy businessman in Huayin County. Yesterday, he found several boxers from the martial arts school to go up the mountain to argue... I have asked Linghu Chong to go to Siguo Cliff to reflect on it."

Tang Jinlou's eyes turned, and Yue Buqun was vaguely speaking. He knew that things were not that simple. It was just a few boxers who came to Huashan to cause trouble. Naturally, it was impossible for Linghu Chong to reflect on it. Most of the boxers were beaten down the mountain.

Yue Buqun glanced at Tang Jinlou and said, "You said you wanted to learn martial arts, but I don't think you need it for the time being. Although the masters can do it with their own skill, it depends on their own cultivation. But for you, the principles of martial arts have not yet learned the mystery, and it is far from being integrated. Therefore, the level of sword skills you practice can often determine the strength of your kung fu. Your senior brother has been practicing Xiyi Sword for two years, and you are no match for him at all."

Tang Jinlou felt aroused: I always think about this and that truth, but it often doesn't work. Is it because I said to Lao Yue that I have not accumulated enough and my understanding of swordsmanship has not reached a certain level?

Seeing that he lowered his head and didn't say anything, Yue Buqun thought he was depressed, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and said, "When tomorrow is ugly, you come to Zhengqi Hall, I will teach you a new swordsmanship."

Tang Jinlou was stunned and subconsciously said, "What?"

Yue Buqun said, "My Huashan sword technique is profound and profound. Don't be late tomorrow." Yue Buqun put down his teacup, stood up, left the side door, leaving Tang Jinlou alone standing in the hall.

After a while, Tang Jinlou reacted and had a new sword technique!

Tang Jinlou was ecstatic. You should know that Huashan sword technique has always been taught by you for a good sword but is not satisfied. But in fact, there is no gradual connection between the sword technique. Tang Jinlou knew that Yangwu Sword's cultivation was still very poor and had not understood many key points. Therefore, he always thought that he would have to go to Yangwu Sword for two or three years before he could get into the new sword technique. Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun decided to teach him the new sword, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Tang Jinlou came out of the door, and his face was full of bright sunshine. Gao Genming saw it and came over and asked in a low voice, "What's so happy?" There was nothing to keep for Gao Genming. Tang Jinlou said happily, "I tell you, Master calls me tomorrow ugly..." Tang Jinlou stopped suddenly, and in a moment, the two shouted in unison: "August time?!" The difference is that Gao Genming has more questions, while Tang Jinlou lamented!
Chapter completed!