Compared with ten years ago, Yue Buqun's appearance was still the same, with three long beards under his jaw, which added a bit of majesty to him. At this moment, he wore a blue shirt, showing his elegant style. Behind him was Ning Zhongze. As soon as the two entered the door, the disciples in the room said in unison,

"Master, Master, my wife, morning."

"Well," Yue Buqun nodded slightly, looked around and then came to the center of the hall. "Sometimes ago, I heard that the Qingcheng Sect was interested in attacking the Fuwei Escort Agency. I asked you to come today, for this reason."

Fuwei Escort Agency, Evil-Breaking Sword Book!

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart moved and instantly understood Lao Yue's thoughts. He couldn't help but say, "Master, should I, Huashan, interfere in this matter?"

"Well, the ancestors of the Fuwei Escort Agency have an old age with my Huashan Sect. This time, I will send a few people down the mountain to Fuzhou just in case," Yue Buqun glanced at Ye Fan with approval and nodded.

He was still very satisfied with this second disciple. Whether it was martial arts or swordsmanship, Ye Fan's progress was top among his disciples. Thinking of this, Yue Buqun had a certain plan in his mind, "Fan'er, Shan'er and Deno, you three will go to Fuzhou this time. Remember to be careful and don't ruin the style of the Huashan Sect."

“Yes, Master (Dad)”

Ye Fan, Yue Lingshan, and Lauderno said in unison.

"It's not too late. You go back and clean up and rush to Fuzhou immediately, no mistakes," Yue Buqun instructed.

"knew."

Immediately, Yue Buqun left the Zhengqi Hall, and Ye Fan returned to the Siguo Cliff. In fact, he had nothing to clean up. The divine ring formed its own space, and it was about a cubic size, enough to put down gold, silver clothes, miscellaneous things, etc.

The whole cliff of Siguo was bare, with a cave inside, which was also overgrown with weeds. Looking at the empty stone wall, Ye Fan was thinking about how to force Feng Qingyang out.

"The stone wall...has it,"

Ye Fan pulled out his long sword from his waist, stabbed him randomly on the stone wall, and stabbed him dozens of times in a row.

"Click,"

When he stabbed somewhere, the sword blade was inserted straight into it and reached the handle. Ye Fan's face finally showed a smile, "Finished."

Immediately, Ye Fan used his internal strength and hit the Hunyuan Palm to slap the stone wall.

"Click,"

A hole was cracked in the stone wall. Seeing this, Ye Fan clapped his palms a few more times.

"Boom,"

The stone wall collapsed, and the smoke filled the dust. When the smoke disappeared, a narrow passage was revealed, and there was a skeleton next to it.

Ye Fan was not surprised but happy about this scene, or he had planned it long ago.

This stone cave was dug by the ten gods and demons of the Sun and Moon God Sect that year. Unfortunately, they died of exhaustion after half of the excavation. Not only did they have their bodies, but they also had exquisite sword moves and cracking methods from the Five Mountains Sword Sect they carved.

Ye Fan's purpose was naturally not as simple as these sword techniques. He knew that Feng Qingyang lived in seclusion here just because he didn't want to be disturbed. Since that was the case, Ye Fan could only reveal the secret of this cave to Lao Yue and let him lead someone to disturb Feng Qingyang.

In this way, in order to keep it secret, Feng Qingyang had to show up.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan deliberately shouted loudly, "Oh, why is there a stone cave here? I have to tell the master quickly and let him take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in brown robe walked in from the entrance of the cave and shouted, "Boy, stop, don't tell that boy Yue Buqun about this."

Here comes,

Seeing the visitor, Ye Fan showed a smile of a successful plan and bowed loudly, "Disciple Ye Fan, I have seen Uncle Feng."

"How do you know my identity?" Feng Qingyang said curiously, "If I remember correctly, when I was in seclusion, you were not born, boy, and who told you."

Ye Fan stood up calmly and explained, "Reported to Uncle Feng, the disciple found your handwriting on the stone wall in the cave, and then learned about your deeds in the recording letter of our sect. The disciple boldly speculated that you should have lived in seclusion in Mount Hua for many years, so this is the worst strategy. Please come out, Uncle Feng."

"Okay, you kid, no wonder you have been here to practice swords for the years. It turns out that you have been planning to do something about me in the morning," Feng Qingyang glared, "Get out the sword and let me see how much you have."

Immediately, Feng Qingyang's figure flashed and rushed straight towards Ye Fan, pointing his right hand into a sword, and stabbing Ye Fan's eyes directly.

"Occursed,"

Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly drew out his long sword, raised his hand and used a move to block Feng Qingyang's sword finger.

The latter's eyes lit up, his wrist trembled, and his sword fingers drew an arc, piercing Ye Fan's wrist holding the sword. This move was extremely fast, and the attack was the flaw of Ye Fan's move.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, changed his moves, and used a set of "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles",

The wonderfulness of the "Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng" lies in the word "light", which is precisely: "It seems to be there and not, it seems to be real and empty, it seems to be changed and has not changed." Ye Fan used this sword technique, like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found, and Feng Qingyang nodded repeatedly,

"Not bad, it's pretty good."

Ye Fan was secretly happy, and his moves were even harder. He knew that Feng Qingyang had superb sword skills and extraordinary eyesight. It was very difficult for ordinary people to be recognized by him. His sword skills that he had practiced for seven or eight years were just a good word in his eyes.

After the two of them broke up more than ten moves in a row, Ye Fan used his old moves, and his aura changed again, and his whole body added a bit of elegance. "The heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun star, the wind master, and the disciples are the sword technique of Yangwu."

At this moment, Ye Fan transformed into a great scholar of the world, and a stern aura burst out from his body, making Feng Qingyang look at him.

"Cheer,"

The long sword gently rubbed Feng Qingyang's sleeves, leaving a small mouth,

"I missed my mistake for a moment, and I hope Master Feng will forgive me." Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly put away his long sword and finally forced Old Man Feng out. He didn't want Feng Qingyang to hide again because of a trivial matter.

No matter what, people have seen it, and Ye Fan's purpose has been achieved. As for whether Feng Qingyang will pass on his Dugu Nine Swords, he can only leave it to fate.

Looking at the broken mouth on the sleeve of his right hand, Feng Qingyang was stunned at first. To be honest, he had lived in seclusion for more than ten years. Today, when he saw the junior disciple of Huashan, his skills were itchy for a while, and he couldn't help but want to teach people the sword skills.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary boy actually used such amazing swordsmanship, and even he accidentally said,

Feng Qingyang has to sigh, it is really time to make people grow old,

"Boy, I have a set of swordsmanship here. Would you like to learn it?" Feng Qingyang looked up and down at Ye Fan, and said in a deep voice.

Ye Fan was secretly happy, and couldn't help but feel clever, but he replied calmly, "The elders give me, I dare not refuse. Since Master Feng is interested, the disciples should do their best to learn this sword technique."

"Okay, listen well. My sword technique is obtained from a senior, not inherited by the Huashan Sect. This sword technique is extremely complex. If you can understand it, it will be easy to destroy all the sword technique in the world," Feng Qingyang introduced.

"Disciple understands," the more he listened to Feng Qingyang's introduction, the more Ye Fan became more sure. Feng Qingyang's propaganda was the Dugu Nine Swords, so he was naturally secretly happy.

"This is the mantra, you can write it down first," Feng Qingyang raised his fingers and said a few times: "Guimei is in Wuwang, Wuwang follows others, and the same person is in great ways. Jia turns to Bing, Bing turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui. The intersection of Zi and Chou, Chen and Si, Wu and Wei. Wind and Thunder are a change, Mountains and Lakes are a change, water and fire are a change. Qian and Kun are in an intense manner, Zhen and Dui are in an intense manner, Li and Xun are in an intense manner. Three increases to form five, five increases to form nine..." After reciting all the way, I recited more than three hundred words before saying: "Try memorizing it."

Thanks to the transformation of the Divine Ring, Ye Fan's memory is also beyond ordinary people. Although it is not considered to be remembered, it is not difficult to remember these short 300 words. Then he started to recite, "Returning to the sister, Wuwang, Wuwang follows others... Five increases and nine..." It is exactly the same as Feng Qingyang's words.

Feng Qingyang was shocked, "You kid...had you seen this Dugu Nine Swords before?"

"No,"

Ye Fan opened his innocent big eyes and looked at Feng Qingyang, "I just heard from you, Grand Master, recite it once, and I wrote it down. Speaking of it, this mantra is not difficult to remember. When my master asked me to recite the "Book of Changes", I only took one day to write down the whole book. The master's face was really wonderful at that time."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that you are a genius who can never forget you. I don't know what good luck that boy Yue Buqun gave to accept an apprentice like you," Feng Qingyang said with a big laugh, "Originally, I only planned to pass on your final move. Since that's the case, I will hand over all the Dugu Nine Swords to you to see if you can write it down."

"Then I would like to thank Master Feng for his good deeds," Ye Fan replied with his head raised.

In the more than an hour later, Feng Qingyang explained the various changes of Dugu Nine Swords to Ye Fan, while dictating.

Although Ye Fan didn't know whether Feng Qingyang was reacting, he could guess from his increasingly dark face that his performance was indeed a bit scary, but he never thought of being more low-key.

Ye Fan knew that his current strength was pretty good among the people of the Huashan Sect, but if he met those real masters, it would be a bit unsightly. In a short period of time, his internal strength had reached a bottleneck. For the sake of the present, only by learning this set of Dugu Nine Swords can he settle down in the world.

You should know that now the plot has officially begun. Next, the Huashan Sect will encounter various hardships. Not only will the attack from the Demon Cult, but also the various conspiracies of Zuo Lengchan. What's more, the late-black old Yue,

All Ye Fan can do is to seize all the time, improve his strength, and save his life.
Chapter completed!