Chapter 43 See you next time

"No way, no way, the majestic sword god can still be so naive?" Lu Yuan exaggeratedly shouted.

"Boy, why are you so angry?!"

Lu Yuan instantly regained his nonchalance, "Ha, it's not that I'm having trouble, but I'm afraid that you, an old man, will hit a dead end. You are a swordsman. Once your moves are broken, you will come up with new ones. Could it be that you still naively think that there are people in this world? A sword move that can’t be broken? And it’s not good to always pick on people’s wisdom, isn’t it?”

"Are you lecturing me?!" Feng Qingyang laughed angrily.

"That's right, I'm just teaching you a lesson!" Lu Yuan stabbed the opponent's lungs and threw the sheathed sword backhand to Lu Hua'er in the distance. He raised his palm and said, "Come on, Lao Deng, I'll break you again with my bare hands." "Dugu Nine Swords"!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and laughed. He didn't say any more this time, and went straight to Lu Yuan with a cold sword.

Anyone can see the momentum, the old man is getting angry!

Lu Yuan was not polite. In a moment, his figure had already swayed to Feng Qingyang's side. Such fast Qinggong movements reminded Old Man Feng of another person. He responded extremely quickly and could easily connect the moves with each other. He could truly combine man and sword. One, there is no fear of surprise attacks.

Even if Lu Yuan slapped him with his palm, the silver-white sword blade was already pointing directly at Lu Yuan's wrist. If he took another step forward, he would hit him.

Lu Yuan took advantage of the situation and turned his palms into claws, and the sharp internal force attached to his fingers, grabbing the sword edge.

At the moment of contact, the long sword suddenly began to rotate, shattering the internal force and threatening to break open the palm.

The internal force in Lu Yuan's palm changed immediately, and Feng Qingyang felt as if the long sword in his hand was stuck in the mud. Then a strong force suddenly came from the sword, and his body also swayed forward. At this moment, a fist It had already hit him in the face.

The old man simply stopped resisting the pull of the long sword and followed the force, turning sideways and spinning forward. While avoiding the fist, he raised the long sword, which not only slashed towards Lu Yuan, but also prevented the opponent from continuing to attack.

After a brief exchange, the two of them changed several attack methods one after another.

Seeing that Lao Deng was still keeping up, Lu Yuan controlled only a small amount of internal energy and gradually began to try various attacks. The mature moves in the "Martial Arts Code" were constantly used. Lu Yuan became more and more comfortable as he fought, and the moves became smoother and smoother. .

As expected, true knowledge comes from practice.

No matter how many times you simulate it in your mind, it will never be as rewarding as having a good fight.

He has now begun to no longer stick to fixed moves. He can change his fists, palms, claws, feet, shoulders, and elbows as he pleases. Anyway, Old Man Feng's "Dugu Nine Swords" is the best at defeating this. No matter how he changes, the opponent can deal with it, and he can use it to practice. techniques.

This time, the fight lasted for most of the day.

I fought from mid-morning until evening.

"No fight! No fight!!" Feng Qingyang couldn't hold on any longer, flew back, and sat down on the big rock without any image and began to breathe.

"You...you kid, you want to tire me to death!!"

Lu Yuan didn't say a word, but quietly closed his eyes.

It took a while before he opened his eyes again, his eyes bright.

This time I came to Feng Qingyang for discussion, and it turned out that I came to the right place. Although the version of the technique has not been improved, the actual combat ability has more than doubled compared to before.

It seems that it will be necessary to discuss with experts in the future.

At the same time, he also discovered that he has a shortcoming that is not a shortcoming, and that is that he has no characteristics. He knows everything and is good at everything, so he does not have the most commonly used and unique method.

It's not his fault. What he has been pursuing from the beginning is "nurturing immortality", but he has not yet found a particular preference for attack methods.

We can think about this again in the future.

Thinking in his mind, when he saw Lu Hua'er and Feng Qingyang eating barbecue not far away, he also walked over.

Old Man Feng just looked up at the other party and ignored him.

Lu Yuan sat down carelessly, took the rabbit leg from Lu Hua'er, and said with a smile: "We will leave after dinner, Lao Deng, I have already told you the way to condense sword intent, but don't let me down." Ah, I’m really looking forward to seeing what path you can take in the end.”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was furious again, "Boy, you are the younger generation! Don't talk to me in that tone!"

"Hey, you still care about this? Besides, I'm telling the truth." Lu Yuan ate the rabbit leg in the firelight with a smile on his lips, "There are too few pure swordsmen like you in this world. Senior Feng, you too Don’t want to miss the more beautiful scenery on the sword road?”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang suddenly put away his anger and seemed to be as elegant and fairy-like as before, "Boys, who are you? What do you mean by doing this? I just asked this girl, and she just smiled at me. If you haven’t spoken, it’s hard not to be suspicious of you.”

"There are not so many purposes. It's just random. Besides, when traveling in the world, you have to keep some mystery. But since it's Senior Feng you're asking, it doesn't matter. Both of us have the last name 'Lu'."

"That's it?! What happens next?" Feng Qingyang was still waiting, but the result was gone.

Lu Yuan laughed loudly, "I told you to keep it a little secret, so I'll wait until the next time we meet to talk about this name."

After saying that, Lu Yuan stood up after eating, and Lu Hua'er also stood up.

"When will we meet next? Or will you come to me to learn swordsmanship?"

"Yes, I still come to you to learn swordsmanship. As for the time..." Lu Yuan thought for a while, then suddenly pulled out his long sword and came to the side of the stone wall.

Swish, brush, brush!

The stone fragments rustled down, leaving behind a piece of inner strength and mental method.

Looking at the name "Purple Energy Health Kung Fu" on it, Feng Qingyang's mouth twitched, "Did you get this from peeking at "Purple Cloud Magic Kung Fu"?"

"As I said, I'm just borrowing it. Remember to replace your inner strength with this. The health-preserving effect is much better than Zixia. It will allow you to live for another twenty years. It won't be a problem."

Say it, he took Lu Hua'er and walked outside.

"Wait a moment!"

Feng Qingyang suddenly made a sound. When Lu Yuan turned around, he saw old man Feng picking up a piece of wooden stick on the ground and starting to dance the sword in the field while reciting the secret formula.

"Returning to younger sisters leads to Wuwu, Wuwu leads to the same person, and the same person leads to greatness. A turns to C, B turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui, the acquaintance of Zi and Chou, the acquaintance of Chen and Si..."

Half an hour later, Feng Qingyang put away her sword and stood up, looking at Lu Yuan without saying anything.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he used his hands as sword fingers and stabbed forward.

In an instant, there seemed to be a shadow of a sword flashing by. In a daze, Feng Qingyang saw several familiar changes such as the broken sword style, broken knife style, and broken gun style.

"Fuck you!" Feng Qingyang screamed vulgarly, "Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you again!"

Lu Yuan grinned, "Let's go, Lao Deng, I look forward to seeing you next time!"

"Go, go, go!"

"Hahahahahahaha~!"

The laughter gradually disappeared outside the cave. In the empty cave, only the crackling sound of the campfire and the old man standing there were left.

Today's brief meeting allowed the old man to regain the joy and enthusiasm he had lost for a long time. Now that the scene has come to an end, he is left alone.

After a long time, the old man sighed softly and returned to the fire. He picked up the uneaten barbecue and continued to chew it. At the same time, he muttered, "Fuck, where did this monster come from..."

The descent of Lu Yuan and Lu Hua'er did not affect the story on the mountain.

After chatting on the bed in the middle of the night, Lao Yue and his wife finally locked the senior who didn't want to show up on the Siguo Cliff in Huashan Mountain. This can also explain the origin of Linghu Chong's superb swordsmanship.

So the next day, Lao Yue and his wife went to Linghu Chong and had a conversation. After revealing that they had also been prompted by their seniors, they came up with a name, Feng Qingyang.

"It turns out to be Uncle Feng!"

Although Linghu Chong repeatedly emphasized that Old Man Feng didn't like to be disturbed, the couple decided to go to the cliff to pay a visit and express their gratitude after some discussion. At least they couldn't lose their courtesy.

So, the two of them took some drinks, clothes and other daily necessities and called for a long time in the open space of Siguo Cliff, but no one was there.

Lao Yue simply knelt down and worshiped sincerely, and explained his past mistakes to prove his intention to change. He also said that he would devote himself to cultivating the "Haoran Sword", strengthen Huashan, and never forget the kindness of his uncle.

At this time, Feng Qingyang couldn't sit still. He had no shame in taking advantage of that kid.

A Ti Zong came to the two of them.

Before Lao Yue and his wife could be happy, he had already pulled Yue Buqun up and corrected him: "First of all, I didn't give you the "Haoran Sword", but you just practice it. As for who that person is, don't ask. ! Secondly, if you can change it, it’s pretty good, so I’ll accept it. Finally, don’t do it again next time!”

The old man spoke as if he were laying a hidden weapon. After finishing speaking, he wrapped up the items on the ground and floated away.

Only Lao Yue and his wife were left standing there in confusion.