I have a role in the heavens

"After all, the Qi Sect won, and I, the Sword Sect, gave in!" Feng Qingyang sat on the ground and looked at Zhu Xiao, who was like a celestial being in front of him, and said in frustration.

"The airbender is so lucky!"

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but curse, how could such a talented and beautiful jade be picked up by Yue Buqun's elm-headed man? God is really blind, the memorial tablet of the Patriarch of Huashan is really smoking.

Feng Qingyang was both jealous and grateful. He was jealous that the Sword Sect did not have the chance to get such a good disciple. He was lucky that the Patriarch of Huashan had blessed Huashan to have such a good disciple, and there was hope for the revival of Huashan.

"Since we are all disciples of Huashan, how can we distinguish between sword sect and air sect?"

Seeing Feng Qingyang surrender and accept his fate, Zhu Xiao felt relieved. Although he was happy, he did not get carried away and comforted Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes at Zhu Xiao. Although he agreed in his heart to return to the world and support Huashan, part of it was because Huashan needed him now. He was a disciple of Huashan and should contribute his share. Part of it was because he didn't want to survive. The disciples of the Sword Sect will come to Huashan to compete for the position of leader in the future. Otherwise, they may not survive if they meet the boy in front of them. I can still save their lives in Huashan. If this boy and Yue Buqun are big-hearted, they may still be able to survive again. Lie Huashanmenqiang and become a disciple of Huashan again.

"At that time, the Huashan Sect no longer had a sword-qi struggle, but after all, it was still your Qi Sect disciples who dominated Huashan!"

Feng Qingyang was very sober. Don't look at what Zhu Xiao said. There was no distinction between Jian Zong and Qi Zong. But in fact, Jian Zong was still annexed. Those who will succeed the head of Huashan in the future must be Qi Zong disciples. When they survive, After all the disciples of the Sword Sect passed away, naturally there was no more sword Qi struggle. But his skills are not as good as others, so he has no choice but to be defeated.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang looked at the young man in front of him again, and couldn't help but cursed fiercely again, "God is so blind, those hypocrites in the airbender are really lucky!"

"Uncle Master, don't always associate me with shit luck. It really doesn't fit my image. I've said it many times, it's the smoke coming out of the ancestor's tablet. This is the only description that fits my relegation to immortality. General temperament and image!”

Zhu Xiao put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and stood in the wind, his robes swinging, and his long hair fluttering. He did have a bit of immortality, but his face was too childish, more like a Taoist boy beside an immortal.

Feng Qingyang looked at Zhu Xiao who was playing tricks in front of him, and he couldn't understand how such a clever and intelligent disciple could be taught by Yue Buqun, an old antique who followed the rules.

"Disciple, I would like to welcome my uncle, and please ask my uncle to follow me down the mountain!"

Zhu Xiao put away his treasures, straightened his appearance, stood respectfully, bowed and shouted loudly to Feng Qingyang.

Although Zhu Xiao was very out of tune just now, Feng Qingyang's return to the world is crucial to Huashan, and as a junior, Zhu Xiao must express his attitude on this matter, respect his teachers, and not just talk about it. That said, even if he wants to revive Huashan now, he must abide by the rules of the world and show respect to Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang looked at the respectful Zhu Xiao in front of him, and felt a little relieved. The reluctance that originally existed in his heart also dissipated. He couldn't help but nodded, and his impression of Zhu Xiao had been greatly improved. This future It seems that the head of Huashan is not completely out of tune and still knows the rules.

Feng Qingyang stood up, lifted his robe with his right hand, and stood upright, showing the air of a master. Zhu Xiao respectfully stepped forward and came to Feng Qingyang's side. He stretched out his right hand to invite Feng Qingyang. Go first.

Feng Qingyang smiled heartily, regained the sharpness and ease of his swordsman, and walked on the way down the mountain. Zhu Xiao looked at Feng Qingyang in front of him, smiled slightly, and followed closely.

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"Master, my great uncle Feng Qingyang has returned to our sect. Please come and welcome me!" Before Zhu Xiao's people arrived, the crisp sound like wind chimes had already reached the ears of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze. middle.

Yue Buqun stood up suddenly and looked at Ning Zhongze who was also shocked. The two nodded to each other and walked out of the room without having time to communicate and came to Feng Qingyang and Zhu Xiao.

"Disciple Yue Buqun has met Master Feng. Uncle Feng has returned to the mountain gate. Buqun is very happy!"

"Disciple Ning Zhongze has met Uncle Feng!"

No matter how shocked Yue Buqun was at this moment, he didn't show it at all on his face and bowed respectfully to Feng Qingyang.

Ning Zhong was not as deep as Yue Buqun, with a look of shock and joy on his face, and his expression was more sincere.

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Buqun in front of him and couldn't help but snorted, but he was much kinder to Ning Zhongze. He helped Ning Zhongze up with his own hands and said to Yue Buqun, "You don't have to be polite. Now After all, you are the head of the Huashan Sect, there is no need to worship me!"

Yue Buqun looked at the loving look on Feng Qingyang who was supporting his wife, and he let go of his worries a little bit. Hearing Feng Qingyang's words again, although his attitude was not good, he admitted that he was the leader of the Huashan Sect. , couldn't help but let go of the remaining worries in his heart.

"Uncle is the master, how dare you not be rude!" Yue Buqun didn't care about Feng Qingyang's sarcastic remarks. Feng Qingyang was willing to return to the Huashan sect. For today's Huashan, it plays no less role than the Dinghai Shenzhen. As long as he is not He came back to compete for the position of leader, and he was willing to admit his position as leader, so receiving a few cold words from him was nothing.

"Now I actually believe that the little slick guy behind you is your apprentice. It's just as hypocritical!" Feng Qingyang didn't appreciate it. He looked at Yue Buqun and Zhu Xiao and said sarcastically involuntarily.

"How did Uncle Master and Xiao'er meet?"

Ning Zhong looked at the embarrassed Yue Buqun, not wanting her husband to make a fool of himself, and quickly changed the topic.

"Xiao Zeer will also protect his sweetheart!"

Feng Qingyang looked at the wife Ning Zhongze, memories flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Qingyang was originally the younger brother of the generation in Huashan Mountain. The brothers were very caring and doting on him. As Ning Zhong was Ning Qingyu’s only daughter, Feng Qingyang was naturally very familiar with her. He lost his own child, but fate played a trick on him, and a sword fight broke out, and the two never saw each other again.

"It was this boy who found me. I was drinking wine and feeling at ease, but he forced me to go down the mountain. He said that you had a breakthrough in innateness and wanted to start a mountain to recruit disciples. He asked me to come back to the world to stand up for you. Shock Xiaoxiao!"

Feng Qingyang curled her lips and explained impatiently to Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze.

Yue Buqun glanced at Zhu Xiao in surprise. Seeing Zhu Xiao nodding, he couldn't help but feel certain in his heart. It seemed that Uncle Feng was forcibly hired by his disciples to be a thug. He was free labor and needed to be respected.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but look sincere, and said respectfully, "It's because the followers of Buqun are not strict. The tired uncle has to work hard for the younger generation at such an age. He deserves death!"

"Xiao'er, I still haven't apologized to your Feng Master uncle!"

Yue Buqun raised his head and scolded Zhu Xiao.

"Disciple behaves like a disgrace, please ask my uncle to punish me!"

Zhu Xiao and Yue Buqun played the double act in unison, coaxing the frustrated Feng Qingyang in front of him.