Feng Qingyang looked down at Yue Buqun, as if she wanted to see through his inner thoughts.

"Can I please show me?"

"I'm not the leader of the [Huashan Sect], what can I say to you?"

Yue Buqun choked, but his expression did not change.

Every time he came to see Feng Qingyang in the past two years, Feng Qingyang's attitude towards him had always been this way, and he was no longer surprised.

On the other hand, his eldest disciple Linghu Chong seemed to have fallen into Feng Qingyang's eyes for some reason.

"Master Feng's words are serious. You are an elder. If you have any orders, I will definitely obey them."

"Actually, Buqun has a suggestion. I want to ask Uncle Feng what he means!"

Feng Qingyang squinted his eyes, stroked his beard and said, "Tell me and listen."

Yue Buqun said: "That Hong Kang is the master of [Black Water Tower], he is not a member of my righteous way, and his methods are unknown." Buqun was thinking about whether to invite Shaolin Master Fang Zheng, Wudang Chongxu Taoist Master and other three mountain masters to come before him

Coming here is not only to watch the ceremony, but also to capture the formation."

Ning Zhong was surprised when he heard this: "Senior brother, I haven't heard you mention this before?!"

Yue Buqun said: "This is what I suddenly thought. As for whether to invite or not, it still depends on Uncle Feng's wishes."

Ning Zhong thought for a while and said: "Uncle Feng, I think senior brother's suggestion is a mature one. That Hong Kang was able to destroy the whole [Songshan Sect] family shows that he is an unscrupulous person and he can never make a big mistake if he is careful!"

Hearing his wife Ning Zhongze's words, Yue Buqun's eyes flashed with joy.

What an old man Feng Qingyang is!

How could he not know the true meaning of Yue Buqun's words? Yue Buqun was trying to take advantage of him.

He has not been around in the world for decades. If he lets those people know that he is still in Huashan this time, they will look back on him a little bit when they act in their hearts in the future.

But you, Yue Buqun, want to use me as a gun, but I won’t let you have your way.

"No need."

"I'm just discussing martial arts with him privately, nothing is involved."

"Moreover, I have been living in seclusion for decades and don't want to see my old friends again, so I'll let this matter go."

Yue Buqun wanted to persuade him again: "But, Uncle Feng..."

But Feng Qingyang interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

After saying this, a white shadow flashed, and people soared into the sky like birds, rising and falling in groups of three and disappearing before their eyes.

"Hey, Uncle Feng..."

Ning Zhong couldn't stop calling and complained a little to Yue Buqun.

"Senior brother, since Uncle Feng doesn't want to show up, let's just follow him."

Yue Buqun smiled and said yes.

However, only he himself knows what he is thinking in his heart.

…………

The southern peak of Mount Huashan is the pinnacle.

Hong Kang and Pang Qingyang stood here, looking from afar.

He only brought Pang Qingyang with him to Huashan this time. He hoped that Pang Qingyang could get inspiration from his fight with Feng Qingyang.

“I was in such a hurry last time that I didn’t fully appreciate the scenery of Mount Huashan.”

Hong Kang raised his head and suddenly felt that the sky was so close and the stars could be picked.

He sighed: "The red sun is approaching when you raise your head, but the white clouds are low when you lower your head!"

Looking around, you can see the undulating mountains, the vast and vast mountains, the Yellow River and the Wei River, and the desert plains like silk and cotton. The panoramic view allows people to truly appreciate the majestic and majestic Huashan Mountain, as if they are in the heaven or walking on floating clouds.

"Brother, don't we enter through the main entrance of [Huashan Sect]?"

"I'm not going to see him, Yue Buqun, why should I enter through the main entrance?!" Hong Kang pointed down and said, "The person I want to see is on the mountainside of this mountain."

Pang Qingyang looked along Hong Kang's finger and saw only a vast expanse of white.

But she seemed to see it through Shanlan, her red lips opened slightly, and she murmured: "Feng Qingyang..."

Hong Kang mentioned this name in front of her more than once.

There is praise and regret in the words.

Pang Qingyang held the "Three Feet of Water" tightly in her hand. She said in front of her eldest brother Hong Kang that time that she would aim to be defeated alone in the way of swordsmanship. She was not lying.

Therefore, Feng Qingyang is also a goal to be surpassed in her eyes.

Hong Kang pointed to the south side of the mountain and said, "Qingyang, look, does it look like it was cut off with a sharp sword?!"

Pang Qingyang looked to the south. It was a thousand-foot cliff, upright as if cut, with a fault and deep ravine below it, isolated from the other two mountains. From a distance, it looked like it had been cut out.

Pang Qingyang said: "If there is such a sword, it must be held by a god."

"Immortal?" Hong Kangxu glanced at Pang Qingyang and said, "Isn't it true that immortals are also cultivated step by step from mortals?"

Pang Qingyang asked: "Brother, do you still want to become an immortal? Isn't this a story?"

Hong Kang asked back: "Do you think martial arts training can't last forever?"

Pang Qingyang said: "At least I haven't seen it, nor have I heard of it. Brother, you said it, you can't do it by hearsay."

Hong Kang was startled, then nodded and said, "Yes, you are right."

…………

Hong Kang led the way down the mountain, and Pang Qingyang followed behind.

Some of the terrain was extremely rugged and dangerous, and Hong Kang didn't help. Pang Qingyang was not as good at Qinggong as Hong Kang. He couldn't jump twenty or thirty meters like him, so he could only move around carefully.

Although Hong Kang has never been to the south peak of Huashan Mountain, he doesn't know where exactly "Si Guo Cliff" is.

But Feng Qingyang’s sharp aura is the best direction indicator.

About half an hour later, Hong Kang finally saw the crowd.

Behind him, Pang Qingyang was panting and blushing. He was depleting his energy. It was not easy to keep up with Hong Kang.

When Hong Kang arrived, Feng Qingyang felt moved.

Seeing this man with white hair and white beard, Hong Kang said: "The wind is clear."

Even if he didn't know Feng Qingyang before, in his mental perception, the old man's sword power was astonishing. Even though he was old, his sharp aura was real.

Except for Feng Qingyang, there is no one else!!

Feng Qingyang put his hands on his hips and stroked his beard with the other. He looked at the two young men up and down.

But after taking a look at Pang Qingyang, he stopped paying attention and focused all his attention on Hong Kang.

When they arrived, Feng Qingyang heard someone approaching.

But he only heard the breathing of one person, but now two people appeared.

The wind was clear and the power moved to my ears, and I heard Hong Kang's extremely soft and long breathing.

He was surprised in his heart: "This young man has such profound internal energy cultivation!"

Hearing Hong Kang calling out his name again, Feng Qingyang changed his mind and asked tentatively: "Are you Hong Kang?"

After Hong Kang nodded, Feng Qingyang said: "You are younger than I imagined."

"How about... let's talk about it first."

Hong Kang grabbed Pang Qingyang's arm, and he jumped up to the "Siguo Cliff" with two bounces.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but praise: "What a handsome Qinggong! This girl is...?"

Hong Kang introduced: "This is my roommate Pang Qingyang. Hong brought her here this time to open her eyes. Mr. Feng won't be surprised!"

Pang Qingyang held his sword and saluted: "Qingyang has met Mr. Feng."

Feng Qingyang looked at Pang Qingyang's vitality and said: "You girl, your swordsmanship is not bad!"

I was still down there just now, so I couldn't see very clearly.

Now that they were close, Feng Qingyang could tell from Pang Qingyang's sword-holding posture, movements and eyes that this girl's swordsmanship was not weak, at least better than that brat Linghu Chong.

But judging by her age, this girl is only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

With such a foundation at such a young age, the future is boundless.

And among the younger disciples in Huashan, none of them are useful. Although Linghu Chong is a young man, he is too lazy.

Hong Kang said at this time: "Mr. Feng, we are guests from afar, why don't you invite us in to sit down?"

Although he called himself "Mr. Feng," Feng Qingyang didn't see the slightest attitude toward the senior from Hong Kang's eyes, but it was an ordinary greeting among ordinary people.
Chapter completed!