Scourge the heavens

Seeing the old man again, Wei Qiu has confirmed his identity, Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang is leading the way expressionlessly, while Wei Qiu is obediently following behind.

The two roared up the cliff of the back mountain, and Wei Qiu, who was chasing him, clearly noticed that there was a mysterious law in Feng Qingyang's steps.

Is this the best light work?

There was a strange look in Wei Qiu's eyes.

Although Wei Qiu was lacking in footwork skills, in order not to fall too far behind, Wei Qiu secretly used the zhenqi of the Taixuan Sutra on the way.

After a cup of tea, the two came to the top of the mountain.

Standing against the wind, Feng Qingyang looked at Wei Qiu with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Along the way, Feng Qingyang secretly quickened his feet many times, and even used the lightness kung fu and golden goose kung fu.

But even so, Wei Qiu still followed behind him unhurriedly.

Every time he was about to throw off Wei Qiu, but this kid suddenly accelerated a little bit with the strength he didn't know where, and he caught up again and again, it was really evil.

"You boy is such a freak!"

"Hey, senior has won the prize."

Just after reaching the top of the mountain, Wei Qiu shyly patted his head when he heard Feng Qingyang's exclamation.

"Since I returned to the mountain that year, I have been living in Huashan for more than [-] years. I never expected to see a boy like you." Feng Qingyang, who was standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, looked into the distance, as if reminiscing.

Compared to Feng Qingyang, who was sad alone, Wei Qiu sized him up curiously, but didn't answer.

"Boy, are you interested in learning my swordsmanship?" Seeing Wei Qiu's gaze, Feng Qingyang didn't care, and asked him instead.

"Swordsmanship?" Wei Qiu, who was originally casual, showed surprise.

Feng Qingyang actually wanted to teach him sword skills! ?
This made Wei Qiu, who originally just wanted to earn harm points from this person, feel a little embarrassed after being surprised.

"Hmph, what kind of eyes do you have?" Feng Qingyang snorted pretending to be dissatisfied when he saw Wei Qiu's expression.

"Is your swordsmanship very good?" Wei Qiu pretended not to understand, and looked over with curious eyes.

Whoosh!
Seeing Wei Qiu's doubts, Feng Qingyang waved his arm, and a piece of gravel on the cliff fell into his hands: "Can you see what my trick is, you can attack it and try?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyang is holding a stone in his hand, standing there seemingly casually, but in fact he is really standing there casually.

Judging from Wei Qiu's current perspective, Feng Qingyang's body is almost full of flaws.

But the whole body is full of flaws, and it is also possible that the whole body is full of traps. As long as Wei Qiu dares to attack at will, he will definitely fall into the opponent's trap.

"Just try it." Although Wei Qiu sensed the weirdness, he didn't intend to give up.

The wooden sword he carried jumped out, Wei Qiu stared fixedly at the stone in the opponent's hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to stab the chest with his sword.

呲!
The sound of the wooden sword rubbing against the stone was heard inadvertently. When Wei Qiu realized it, Feng Qingyang had already stood on the other side: "What kind of move is this?"

Wei Qiu didn't pay attention to Feng Qingyang's words, but quickly filtered the previous scene in his mind, and he seemed to catch something vaguely.

Since it's still close, try again.

The silent Wei Qiu's eyes froze, and the wooden sword in his hand changed its trajectory, leaping up in the air and slashing with a backhand.

In a blink of an eye, Feng Qingyang dodged to the other side again.

But this time, a smile appeared on Wei Qiu's face: "I see."

"Boy, what did you see?" Seeing Wei Qiu's expression, Feng Qingyang showed interest.

"You seem to be able to predict the trajectory of my moves, and you can always use the stone in your hand to block my attack in advance." Wei Qiu did not hold back, and spoke out what was in his heart.

"Prediction? Such meticulous observation skills!" Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned for a moment, and the color of surprise became more and more intense: "Now, do you want to learn swords from me?"

"Are you a senior of the Huashan School?" In order not to appear so urgent, Wei Qiu asked a relatively safe question.

"Of course!" Feng Qingyang did not avoid Wei Qiu's ambiguous question, but raised his head proudly.

Although Feng Qingyang is a member of the Sword Sect and has deep grievances with Yue Buqun's Qi Sect, but it is true that he is a senior of the Huashan Sect. Regarding Wei Qiu's question, Feng Qingyang naturally disdains to lie, but he did not explain too much .

"The disciple Wei Qiu is willing to learn." Wei Qiu bowed to Feng Qingyang in a respectful manner as usual.

"Wei Qiu? Good name!" Feng Qingyang muttered a few times, nodded slightly, and then looked at Wei Qiu: "Wei Qiu, what do you think is the most powerful move in the world?"

"The most powerful move in the world?" Wei Qiu thought for a while, but finally shook his head.

"The most powerful moves are not in martial arts, but intrigues and traps. If you fall into it, no matter how powerful martial arts are, it will be in vain." Feng Qingyang looked at Wei Qiu and said patiently.

"I understand." Wei Qiu nodded seriously.

"I have a set of swordsmanship here, called "Dugu Nine Swords". I got it by accident back then, and now I plan to pass it on to you."

"Thank you senior!"

"Wei Qiu, listen carefully. The Dugu Nine Swords are divided into nine forms. The first form is the final form, and the final form is performed in physical form. There are a total of 360 changes."

On the cliff, Feng Qingyang took the wooden sword in Wei Qiu's hand while talking, and began to practice on the spot.

"Guimei tends to Wuwang, Wuwang tends to peers, peers tend to Dayou, A turns to C, C turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui, Zi Chou's friendship, Chensi's friendship, Wuwei's friendship, Fenglei is a change, Shanze It is a change, water and fire are a change, the universe and the earth are excited, the vibrations are exchanged, the separation and the sun are excited, the three increase into five, and the five increase into nine."

"The second style, the broken sword style, breaks all the swordsmanship in the world."

"The third form, the broken knife form."

Feng Qingyang didn't seem to doubt Wei Qiu's comprehension ability, and used all the Dugu Nine Swords from beginning to end on the spot.

And Wei Qiu, who was watching with a dazed face, finally heard a familiar prompt sound in his ear after pretending for a long time.

[Dugu Nine Swords lv1]

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Feng Qingyang asked in a low voice when he saw Wei Qiu who was dazed by the side after the rehearsal.

"I'll try." Wei Qiu took the wooden sword in Feng Qingyang's hand, and using the memory in his mind, he started to dance on the spot.

At the beginning, Wei Qiu's sword moves were still crooked.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Wei Qiu had already become quite presentable. By the time he practiced repeatedly for the third time, he had practiced the simple moves to the point of seven or eight.

Looking blankly at Wei Qiu in front of him, Feng Qingyang couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

For him who has always been regarded as a genius, looking at Wei Qiu's expression is like looking at a monster.

"I'm tired of this Huashan." Feng Qingyang seemed a little sad, and looked around with emotion.

[Feng Qingyang was hit, the damage point +2000! 】

Senior, is this going to leave?
Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Wei Qiu showed a sad look, but was secretly worried.

If Feng Qingyang left, he and his two senior brothers would stay at Siguoya, where would he find such a good person to wipe out the evil?
"Senior, why don't we go eat some barbecue?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Qiu's voice fell, Feng Qingyang on the edge of the cliff disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.