Chapter 123

Huashan sect now has 235 inner disciples, and more than 200 escort masters learn martial arts here every month.

Apart from the disciples, there are sixty-three foreign servants who are responsible for the order and health of each place.

There are more helpers. Hundreds of relatives of these martial arts disciples have moved to the foot of Huashan Mountain. Those who can work will basically come to help.

Moreover, not everyone is qualified to help the servant. You must be innocent. At least two generations must work in Fuwei escort agency.

This seemingly loose structure is actually very stable because it eliminates the channels that outsiders want to penetrate from the source.

Hundreds of people live on the mountain every day, and the supplies are provided by people from Fuwei escort agency. No matter the demon sect or Songshan sect, they can't insert people.

At most, they can only put people in the town at the foot of the mountain, but an outsider wants to settle here, just like a sorghum in the wheat field.

There are more people on the mountain, more noise and excitement.

Especially those new disciples, who are not old enough, are very lively one by one. After practicing martial arts and learning, they run all over the mountains and fields.

Linghu Chong likes this breath of life very much. He is also the most kind to these children. He often mixes with them regardless of his identity.

No matter who asks him about Kung Fu, he can take the trouble to teach him carefully.

Now, he doesn't need to buy wine at all. All those Martial Arts Junior brothers know that he likes drinking and want to learn kung fu from him. He just needs a pot of good wine and he will be happy.

He is a free and casual person and doesn't like restraint.

In the original work, his growth track is quite different from Yue buqun's expectations, so Yue buqun has always hated him.

But now, he is in line with Yue buqun's expectations.

A senior brother with high talent, good martial arts, no pursuit of power, even disgust.

Such people are very useful to Huashan and will not become a threat to Lin Pingzhi.

Yue buqun has regarded Lin Pingzhi as his son-in-law and the future leader of Huashan, so he likes this big disciple very much now.

Even Yue buqun likes Linghu Chong. His days in Huashan are very carefree and happy.

After practicing martial arts, his favorite thing is to barbecue and drink on Yunv peak.

It used to be to avoid the master and the second younger martial brother. Now it's to avoid those younger martial brothers.

After all, he is a big disciple. Even if he violates the sect rules, he can't be in broad daylight. That's a bad example.

Knowing that Shi Shuzu lived in seclusion in yunvfeng, he was still worried that he would disturb Shi Shuzu.

But the wind is clear and the Dragon sees the head but not the tail. Every time he avoids the siguoya cave, he doesn't provoke the wind.

On this day, he caught a golden pheasant from the back mountain and hid in the jade girl peak for barbecue. When he took the trouble to bake, he turned around and found that his wine pot was missing.

Less than ten people can come up to the jade girl peak. Others won't joke with him like this, and it's impossible to take away his wine pot without alerting him.

"Great martial uncle, even if you like my wine, leave me half a pot..."

The breeze came out of the forest silently, carrying his wine pot in his hand. "Why do you bring me Fen Wine and Xinghua village every day, but you drink 20-year-old flower carvings?"

Linghu Chong quickly gave up the big stone he sat on and carefully rolled the pheasant on the fire to avoid burning.

"Among the disciples received this time, there is Zheng Hanrong from Hangzhou branch. His ancestors are a local wine making family in Shaoxing and brought a lot of flower carvings. The disciples don't think the wine is strong enough. If you like it, I'll bring it to you in the future."

There was a trace of nostalgia in Feng Qingyang's eyes. He was originally from Jiangnan. He was cheated down the mountain and married a few women. He never returned to Jiangnan for decades.

Now drinking the wine of this hometown, I can't help recalling the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Feng Qingyang sat on the big stone and shook his head. "The flower carving tastes soft and soft, like the silk rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems small, but it makes people wet unconsciously."

"All right." Linghu Chong divided the pheasant on the pine branch into two and handed half to fengqingyang. "Uncle Taishi, you eat first."

Fengqingyang likes Linghu Chong's free and easy. He just treats him as an elder. Although he is respectful, he is not so deliberate.

The boys of Jianzong wanted to offer him as a memorial archway, while Yue buqun and the slippery boy always felt that they were calculating themselves.

Every time he saw their teachers and disciples calculating this and that, he wanted to hide away, but he couldn't help but want to eavesdrop.

Because he was afraid that he would be calculated by the two teachers and disciples.

On Huashan Mountain, Ning Zhongze and Linghu Chong can enter his eyes.

Feng Qingyang was not polite. He took the pheasant and tore off a large piece of tender breast meat with scorched outside. He praised: "your skill is good."

Linghu Chong laughed and said, "on Huashan Mountain, except master Hua's skill, no one else is as good as my barbecue skill."

Delivering meals to Feng Qingyang every day is master Hua's small stove. He also knows that master Hua is indeed a chef of the previous generation.

During this time, he was used to master Hua's food, and he couldn't help but have more appetite.

Hearing Linghu Chong talking about master Hua, he couldn't help saying, "we martial arts practitioners are so extravagant and easy to covet wealth."

Linghu Chong smiled: "if Uncle Taishi doesn't like it, I'll only send you some steamed bread and pickles in the future."

"Bastard......" Feng Qingyang took the pheasant in his right hand, put down the wine pot in his left hand, picked up a pine branch and rushed at Linghu. "You are big fish and big meat. Let me, an old man who can't live for a few years, eat bran and swallow vegetables!"

Linghu Chong's hand held the pine branch of barbecue pheasant, which was several times thicker than the pine branch in fengqingyang's hand, and immediately blocked it. "It's great martial uncle... Ouch!"

The pine branches handed over by the breeze seemed to be slow and fast, which made fox Chong think he could stop it.

But the pine branch passed it, but it was like falling into the mud. Looking at the other party's small pine branch slapping on himself three times, he bared his teeth.

Linghu Chong refused to accept. He stabbed Youfeng Laiyi again. The wind was clear, but his head was not raised. The golden goose of Huashan sect couldn't pass his sword move.

Feng Qingyang then said, "I'm Yue buqun's stubborn disciple. I'm rigid and don't know how to change. If you can't stab it, you won't turn the sword tip into a horizontal sound of bells and drums, or if you pick the sword tip, you'll become a white rainbow!"

Linghu Chong refused and said, "that's the Jikong sword technique you haven't seen from Shifu. It's definitely no worse than your sword technique."

Feng Qingyang said: "the Jikong sword technique does have some ways, but it is too ghostly and lacks the dignified momentum."

"It's like you've played."

Feng Qingyang said with a smile, "the Jikong sword technique is Yue buqun's great sword technique, which integrates more than ten sword techniques, but the root is mainly from the evil ward sword technique. It can be comparable to the real evil ward sword technique, but it is not invincible in the world."

"Brag!"

Feng Qingyang smiled and disdained to quarrel with the younger generation. That night, he also saw that Yue buqun dealt with an owl in Qinghai. He was really surprised by his move to defeat the enemy.

Later, he paid special attention to Yue buqun's sword practice and learned some about Jikong sword technique.

Although the Jikong sword technique is very good, it can't compare with the real evil ward sword technique, let alone his Dugu Jiujian.

When they had a pot of wine, they secretly transported their internal power, and the wine automatically came out of the pot and into their mouth.

I haven't had enough to eat and drink, but I heard someone shouting, "senior brother, senior brother."

Linghu Chong recognized the voice of Lin Pingzhi, the second younger martial brother, and said, "I'm here!"

The originally kind wind was clear and his face was stiff. He wanted to leave, but he felt that he was too stingy in front of this grandson.

However, he really didn't like the disciple, and his mind was too deep.

Although I know he worked hard for Huashan sect, I can't like it.

Zhou Zhen walked through a mountain forest and saw two people barbecue at the edge of the cliff.

This was the first time he saw the breeze. He was tall, white bearded, green robed and ruddy.

The original book said that his face was like gold paper. Maybe he didn't have nutrition and hunger in the mountains. Now Huashan pie is supplied with delicious food and drink every day, becoming ruddy.

He bowed. "I've seen uncle Taishi."

Feng Qingyang said well, which eventually gave Zhou Zhen some face. "You seldom come to Yunv peak. Why?"

Zhou Zhen said, "Zhao Dengkui, the dragon and Phoenix Sabre leader of Jinan mansion, married his son and invited me to Huashan sect. Now the three martial uncles and Shifu are all devoted to practicing swords, so I want you to watch the ceremony on behalf of Huashan sect."

Linghu Chong said happily, "are you finally willing to let me down the mountain? Yes, junior brother, you still understand me..."

Zhou Zhen said: "but younger martial brother got the news. Because leader Zhao was jealous of evil, he killed Wei Changhai in Hebei last year. Wei Changhai was a member of the sun moon cult. They seemed to want to attack leader Zhao, so it was dangerous to go to Jinan this time."

Linghu Chong said with a smile, "there's no danger in wandering the Jianghu. The sun moon cult is the sworn enemy of our Huashan sect. If I meet them, I'll kill some of their demons for fun."

Linghu Chong is the protagonist of the world. He has great luck. Zhou Zhen doesn't worry about his safety.

However, in front of the breeze, he deliberately said: "elder martial brother, your skills are not enough, and your sword skills are mediocre. You'd better keep a low profile. Otherwise, you can ask the grand martial uncle to teach you more moves..."

The wind said, "don't make old ideas!"

Zhou Zhen asked, "Uncle Taishi, your Kung Fu comes from Huashan. Now Huashan sect also respects uncle Taishi. It's reasonable to teach some moves when you have time.

What's more, Pingzhi has some unconfirmed news. Grand martial uncle obtained Dugu Jiujian left by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.

Sword demons were heroes of the Northern Song Dynasty. In the same period, the world was invincible, and later generations of Shendiao Xia didn't get all the sword moves.

Great martial uncle is blessed by Huashan sect. Even if he doesn't want to repay, he shouldn't bring all his kung fu into the coffin! "

The wind was clear, the eyes were cold, and the whole body was full of momentum. "How do you know I can Dugu Jiujian? How do you know the sword demon Dugu Qiubai!"