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"It would be your fault if your martial arts were inferior." Ni Fei looked at the mountain range in the distance before shifting his gaze to the old man lying beside him.

When the old man saw Ni Fei saying this, he immediately sat up and slapped the back of Ni Fei's head. He said in all seriousness, "You are the one who has failed to make any progress! You can only blame me, the old urchin!" How preposterous! " It seemed that the old man cared a lot about his martial arts. "Why don't you blame your aunt? She didn't teach you well."

"The old urchin master is the best in the world, how can aunt compare with you? It's all my fault that I haven't improved." Seeing that the old man was angry, Ni Fei immediately used this kind words to flatter him. He did not expect the old man to be so useful in this way. The old man happily played with the wine jug in his hand, "You haven't learned 30% of my martial arts." Why didn't you learn your aunt's Jade Maiden Sword Skill? "

"Although that Jade Maiden Sword is very powerful, it is not suitable for a man to be strong. Your martial arts are learned by a man, and your moves are extremely tough. The gentleness of your Jade Maiden Sword is incomparable." Ni Fei ingratiatingly said.

"You silly boy, all martial arts in the world have different strengths. The Jade Maiden Sword Technique is also one of the best in the martial arts world." Although Ni Fei had nothing good to say every day, the old man was happy to listen to it.

"Teacher old naughty child, the sky …" Will you teach me a few moves? " Ni Fei pointed to the sky and continued using their hand gestures.

"I'm very satisfied with today's wine, your flattery is very loud. Fine, I'll teach you a few moves." As he spoke, the old man climbed up from the rock and circled around Ni Fei, sizing him up. Ni Fei did not get used to following him around. "Do you know what my most powerful martial arts are?"

"Your every move is very powerful."

"Wrong, I was wrong, wrong as hell. The skill I am most proficient at is Qing Gong." The old man said proudly, "Do you know what the greatest benefit of Qing Gong is?"

"Come without a trace."

"Wrong, absolutely wrong. It was fleeing for his life."

"Are you kidding me? Learning Qing Gong is equivalent to fleeing for one's life!" Initially, the reason why he learnt martial arts was to avenge himself and avenge himself. He raised his eyebrows and was proud that he was not bullied by others, but this powerful old man in front of him actually said he used it to flee for his life.

The person I admire the most in my life is Senior Feng Mingzi of the Yellow Mountain. His martial arts skills can be said to have been trained to the highest level, but he did not care about the grudges in the martial arts world and only wanted to live in seclusion in the Yellow Mountain. He personally killed his beloved disciple Mo Yi, who was a scourge to the martial arts world. The old man sighed.

"You mean he has a name called Feng Mingzi?" Ni Fei asked.

"Exactly."

"When I was gathering at Wu Mountain, someone said that the old ancestor, Liu Ming, was unlucky and got killed."

Hearing this, the old man's face immediately darkened. His body trembled, this heart-piercing sentence was too sudden. The old man used a questioning gaze to look at Ni Fei and asked, "Were you killed?" He asked in disbelief. Ning Xin had inherited his master's teachings and was a reclusive expert in the mountains. Why would he be killed? This was like a bolt out of the blue. "Are you saying that Mister Lin Feng was killed?"

"He said it was for some reason, 'The Feather of the Butterfly'." Ni Fei carefully explained as he saw the elder's expression.

"'The Butterfly's Head'?" The old man was even more afraid to look at her, "Didn't 'Deal with the Butterfly' get destroyed by senior Madman, is that impossible?"

"I've heard that this' Fealty Butterfly 'is a crime that cannot be left in this world. If Senior Feng Mingzi were to ruin it, it would be for the best." Ni Fei said.

Twenty years ago, I went to the Yellow Mountain to visit Senior Feng. I said that his disciple, Mo Yi, had only gone to the martial arts world to stir up trouble because he had not properly learned how to cultivate. "Why did" The Butterfly's Descend "reappear in the martial arts world after having disappeared for almost twenty years?" The old man stared at the mountain and let out a long sigh. "The world is unpredictable." The old man, who had been talking and laughing, also became sad.

"No one knows if the weight of this secret manual has reappeared in the martial world or not. No one has been able to find it yet." Ni Fei said, "But all of this is the scheme of that cunning old fox, Pu Yishan." When he mentioned the name Pu Yishan, Ni Fei's expression clearly became angry.

"Pu Yishan?" The old man became suspicious again. Did your aunt tell you he was an old fox? Does your aunt hate him? " The old man asked seriously as he tightly grabbed Ni Fei's arm with both of his hands.

"Aiyo, it hurts!" The old man quickly loosened his grip, and Ni Fei continued speaking, "I also did not know that my aunt hated him that much. Maybe it's because of me."

"Because of her …" The old man said angrily, but immediately stopped before he could finish. He uncorked the flagon and took a gulp of wine. He once again angrily stuffed the pot shut, "Come, come, come. Let's practice martial arts."

Ni Fei watched the old man's every move, but he did not know why the old man was so angry at this moment.

Day after day passed. Every time Ni Fei paid attention to Zheng Min and hid from his aunt while they went up the mountain to learn martial arts. Su Guangren's injuries were also slowly being healed under the care of Qing Lian and the other two. When Su Guangren had the strength to speak, he told Qing Lian and Ni Fei about the destruction of the entire Wushan Sect. Seeing how sad Su Guangren was, the two of them didn't say anything more.