Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

But the more so.

Tang Ying'e's face turned paler and paler.

I don’t know if it was because he was scared or because he lost too much blood.

But in the end.

Tang Ying'e slowly fell down.

Do not look down.

"Five masters."

"Among them is the deputy head of Songshan."

Feng Buping sighed as he looked at Tang Ying'e's corpse, "If you had done this to me, I wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed."

All this is thanks to that little beggar.

I think of the cleverness of the little beggar.

Thinking of the character that suits my taste.

He was tempted.

I have the urge to accept a disciple.

Chapter 029 Found a treasure

The next day.

It was approaching noon.

In the former site of the Sword Sect, Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Buping and the little beggar Feng Buping brought with him with a serious expression.

The little beggar's name was Linghu Chong.

No father and no mother.

Lonely and helpless.

He was brought to the mountain because of his fate with Feng Buping.

And at this time Linghu Chong was no longer a little beggar.

In order to leave a good impression on Feng Qingyang, and also for his own face.

Feng Buping specially took Linghu Chong to the county town at the foot of the mountain to get a haircut, and asked him to comb and wash his hair repeatedly to wash off the extremely strong sour smell on his body.

After he is refreshed, he is given new clothes.

Ever since.

The annoying little beggar is gone.

In his place was a slightly thinner rich kid.

"good."

"Excellent cultivation roots."

Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Buping suspiciously and asked, "Where did you find such a good seedling?"

"Shangjia!?"

Feng Buping was overjoyed.

If he remembered correctly, the elders in the sect had evaluated him as being okay or good.

Doesn't this mean that Linghu Chong's cultivation aptitude is a level higher than his?

"Ok?"

Feng Qingyang snorted in dissatisfaction.

He doesn't like being questioned.

Especially the younger generation of his own sword sect.

"The thing is like this..."

Feng Buping decisively told the story of Linghu Chong.

Originally, he thought that Linghu Chong had some potential, so he would take him under his wing.

At least it would put an end to his days of being homeless and bullied.

It can be regarded as a way to repay Linghu Chong's reminder.

result……

But I found a treasure.

"good."

"Very spiritual, and also quite affectionate and righteous."

Feng Qingyang praised: "This boy is suitable for practicing our sword sect's unique skills, you should guide him well."

"Yes!"

"Uncle Master!"

Feng Buping saluted excitedly and respectfully.

"master!"

Linghu Chong asked cautiously, "Am I considered an entry level practitioner?"

Living at the bottom of society, he naturally knew the benefits of joining a sect.

What’s more, it is a senior and powerful sect like Huashan that was once glorious.

Reach the sky in one step.

This is about Linghu Chong's fate.

"It's early."

Feng Buping shook his head and said, "You are the third generation first disciple of our lineage, so we have to wait for the master to return to the mountain and complete the entire process before you can officially become a disciple."

"So strict."

Linghu Chong felt a little nervous after hearing this.

But he didn't resist.

Because he regarded Huashan as a noble family.

Everything must be done according to the rules.

"Speaking of which, you and Yue kid really clash."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "That guy sent me a letter yesterday, saying that he has incorporated the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains and Weng Family Manor, and is currently preparing to go to Songshan to meet you."

"Uh!"

Feng Buping didn't expect that he would pass by Yue Buqun.

What he didn't expect was that Yue Buqun valued him so much and actually provided him with secret support.

"You don't have to worry."

"With Yue's strength, unless the Shaolin, Wudang, and Demon Sect all come out in full force, there's no way they can be stopped."

Feng Qingyang was full of pride when he spoke to the end.

When has such a high-end existence appeared in their Huashan Sect?

Even at his peak moment.

Not so detached.

"As expected of the Sect Leader."

Feng Buping was overwhelmed with emotion when he heard this.

Linghu Chong was confused, but also a little shocked.

After all, he is still young.

I don’t know the great horror it means.

"Teach him well."

Feng Qingyang left these words, then took a step forward and so easily crossed nearly three meters.

Then he jumped up and lightly tapped the ancient pine tree that was across the mountain path.

The man just disappeared in the vast fog of Mount Hua.

"Has Grand Master Uncle become a god?"

Linghu Chong was drooling as he watched.

He actually witnessed the scene in the myth with his own eyes.

"Practice well."

"In the future, you will be able to be as free and easy as your uncle."

Feng Buping patted Linghu Chong on the shoulder.

Nothing more was said.

Take him to familiarize himself with Huashan first.

Then let him remember the rules of Huashan.

The rest will come later.

after all……

He is a beggar.

I don’t have as good a family background as Yu Hongyan.

She doesn't have as solid a foundation in martial arts as Yu Hongyan.

Everything has to start from scratch.

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Yellow River North.

A forest path under the moonlight.

All the birds return to the forest.

The beast is dormant.

The owl has hooted.

It seemed to be warning the two men and four riders who had entered its hunting territory.

But Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were still unaware of it.

They continued to walk slowly and leisurely along the forest path, bathed in the moonlight.

The two empty old horses were carrying many rare things.

"Husband."

"We seem to be being a bit high-profile."

Ning Zhongze looked at the white jade on his chest and spoke weakly.

But from the way she fumbled with the mutton-fat jade.

It shows that she likes it.

"I don't want to either."

"But those robbers insisted on delivering it, and there was nothing I could do."