[Comprehensive] This seat is the first in the world

Huashan.

The clouds and sails are like rolls, the blue shadows are stacked together, and the sun shines on the green peaks.

The peaks are high above the sea of ​​fog, and their bodies are rocky, dotted with verdant vegetation, which is full of majesty and coldness.

In my memory, Wushuang City is also built on the mountain, but it is very different from Huashan. Qianxun Yunling is more graceful and solemn, while Huashan is more lonely and vigorous.

The mountain wind was blowing like waves, Bai Yuanqiu stood on Yuntai Peak, his clothes fluttering, his arms outstretched, and his body fell down the cliff little by little along with the wind.

In the distance, the sound of water in the stone stream was vaguely mixed with the laughter and joy of Huashan disciples.

Bai Yuanqiu twirled his toes, like a ribbon being swept away by a strong wind, it floated down into the sea of ​​clouds, borrowed some strength from the mountain wall, and plunged into the vast green forest.

She has been in Huashan for ten years, the mountains here are undulating, the peaks are vast, and the wind is clear and clear, and it is not the task object stipulated by the system. After ten days of searching, Bai Yuanqiu did not even see the shadow of the elders.

According to the plot of the original novel, Feng Qingyang appeared when Linghu Chong was sent to Siguo Cliff, and Tian Boguang came to ask him to go down the mountain again.At that time, Yue Buqun and his wife were lured away by the tactic of attacking the west, Linghu Chong was powerless to stop him, and Feng Qingyang gave the sword just now, but at this time Yue Buqun and his wife were still sitting in the "Hall of Righteous Qi", so "Walking alone for thousands of miles" naturally had no chance to take advantage of it. Not to mention the trace of Dugu Nine Swords.

Bai Yuanqiu has experienced many worlds, and he has vaguely figured out some rules. As long as the reincarnation does not interfere too much, the golden finger destined for the protagonist will rarely be dropped by the butterfly.Even though Lin Pingzhi hadn't entered Mount Hua, Linghu Chong was still punished to Siguo Cliff, so he still had a great chance to learn this peerless sword technique.But after "Mei Zhuang" was wiped out by Gu Xichao, whether he will be lucky enough to see Ren Woxing's unique skills depends on God's will.

During this period of time, the Huashan School had already been familiarized with, Bai Yuanqiu had nothing to do, so he went to Siguo Cliff on the way.

at noon.

There is more than one protagonist on the Cliff of Thoughts, but the other one is not the senior Feng Qingyang that Bai Yuanqiu is thinking about, but the girl Yue Lingshan who happened to meet outside Fuzhou City.

The younger junior sister was losing his temper, and the senior brother was busy trying to flatter her. When Bai Yuanqiu saw it, he didn't want to peek into other people's privacy, so he avoided it immediately.

There is a slight movement of the wind in the forest.

Bai Yuanqiu was already ready to leave, but at this moment he turned his footsteps abruptly, and in a moment, his body swayed three times and rushed into the forest of Huashan Mountain.Her lightness kung fu is unsurpassed and elegant, and the speed of her galloping almost never stops during the circulation of her true energy.And the person she was chasing was like a green leaf following the wind, as if he was about to be submerged in the woods in the next moment.

During the chase, the two went deep into the hinterland of Mount Hua.

Bai Yuanqiu said in a loud voice: "Dare to ask me, but you are old Feng Qing Yang Feng?"

Her voice was clear and pure, and even though she was running fast, her breath was not disturbed at all.

The voice fell.The person in front stopped suddenly and turned around slowly.

This person has white hair and a green robe, and he is tall and thin. His face is covered with a green cloth, and only his eyes are exposed.The expression is lonely and gloomy, and the eye contact is like touching cold electricity.If the person looking at each other is a little weak, they will inevitably lower their heads and shrink their hands, not daring to stare.

Bai Yuanqiu cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a sweet smile: "Bai Yuanqiu has seen Senior Feng."

Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, his voice was low and majestic, and with an unspeakable depression, he said slowly: "Why are you looking for this old man?"

Bai Yuanqiu said with a smile: "The younger generation is also a swordsman. I heard that in today's world, there is no one who is more skilled in swordsmanship than the senior Huashan School. Since I have the honor to meet you today, I am so arrogant, I dare to ask you to give me your advice."

Feng Qingyang remained silent.

Bai Yuanqiu didn't know that Feng Qingyang had a big regret when he was young, which made his face ashamed, and he refused to return to the Huashan School, and even made a heavy oath that he would never do anything serious with others again.

Feng Qingyang's character is cold and aloof, if Bai Yuanqiu's martial arts are far inferior to him, then naturally he shouldn't pay attention, but this girl is also a generation of masters, at this moment she seems timid to avoid fighting, so she inevitably hesitates.

Bai Yuanqiu didn't know why, so he continued to work hard, and said with a smile: "Senior's swordsmanship is extraordinary and refined, and he can be an opponent in the martial arts, but the Sun Moon God Sect Dongfang Bubai is only one person. It must be boring after a long time, why don't you show off with the younger generation? Good times too."

Feng Qingyang finally sighed, and said dullly: "Forget it, since it's a random gesture, girl, let's make a move."

"Then forgive the younger generation for presumptuousness."

Bai Yuanqiu chuckled, flexed his fingers, and the long sword leaped out from his waist, like autumn water flowing brightly.The blade of the sword lit up with a continuous piece of light, covering the opponent as a hood.

Feng Qingyang broke off a branch, used the wood as a sword, and tapped it into the clear light, like a lone boat sailing upstream on a turbulent shoal.

And the flow of the waterfall was actually stopped by this point.

Cyan faded away.

Bai Yuanqiu's move was originally a test, and the two sides were shocked for the first time when they met.

Without stopping, the sword's momentum rose again, and between closing and closing, light and shadow fluttered like falling flowers and snow, flying leaves and scattered feathers.Bai Yuanqiu's intention was before the sword, false and real, every sword thrust would bring out sword marks all over the sky, Feng Qingyang could no longer stop with silence, Dugu Nine Swords swung continuously.

Bai Yuanqiu has learned from famous masters since he was a child, and he has long since stopped using sword moves. The three-foot green sharp edge in his hand seems to have spirituality, and his wisdom is there.

Lin Hai leaves fall like snow.

Feng Qingyang was delighted to see the hunting heart, broken sword style, broken knife style, broken spear style, broken air style... in sequence, the more informal the opponent's martial arts are, the more subtle and subtle aspects of Dugu Nine Swords will be used more vividly .The two have fought for nearly [-] moves, but the blades of the two sides have never collided once, and none of the swordsmanship used is perfect.

In the woods, the girl in white and the old man in blue are flying like a gust of wind against an eagle, rising and falling quickly, their robes flickering, splashing flowers and water, unknowingly, the two of them are far away from the place where they just started.

Bai Yuanqiu's sword pointed sharply, and there was a piercing sound in the air. She moved so fast that the light of the sword arrived before the sound of the wind.

The light in the forest was instantly swallowed by the sword energy, and Feng Qingyang lost sight of his opponent. The next moment, clusters of light, as bright as moonlight in a cold night, suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.The white-clothed girl's sword light soared, and the sword pointed directly at the center of his eyes!

The sword energy is cold.

Feng Qingyang's face burst into burning pain, his white beard was severed by the opponent's sword energy, but the whole person did not retreat but advanced, Dugu's nine swords came out without returning, and awe-inspiring frost burst out from the green branches, and his body matched the sword intent, turning into A waterfall fell into the opponent's sword screen in vain.

Where the two of them were located, the sword wind was strong, spreading out in a spiral shape, like a vortex emerging in the river and sea, bringing flying sand and rocks around, instantly covering the sky.

The long sword whined.

The swords on both sides were too hot, and the weapons in their hands couldn't bear it. In an instant, the branches shattered into powder, and the green blades shattered into pieces!

There was a loud bang in the air.

The two figures also separated.

Bai Yuanqiu's hair has been undone, and his clothes are damaged in many places, but his eyes are as bright as stars, full of joy and joy.She whistled loudly, took a few steps in the air, and the cold light of the broken sword in her hand reappeared, like a thunderbolt and lightning, converging into a dazzling white line, piercing the sky.

Feng Qingyang had only half of his white beard left, and the blue cloth covering his face was involved in the sword wind for some reason, the haze was completely swept away from his thin face, he laughed loudly.The parallel finger of the right hand is a sword, which is clearly known by the gods, and with one heart, it roars out in a bursting style.

The sword wind roared.

The two groups of light and shadow, one blue and one white, collided once again in mid-air. The trees in the forest were destroyed, the stone fog filled the air, and the earth shook.

The two sides in the fierce battle finally landed exhausted.

The turmoil in the air didn't stop, Bai Yuanqiu stepped on the ground with his toes, was carried backwards for a few feet, and finally staggered and landed on a half-broken branch.There was thin sweat on her forehead, one sleeve was flowing like a cloud, and the other was slanted on the ground, most of which were stained gray.

Feng Qingyang's situation is not much better than hers, his clothes are almost ragged, and there is not a trace of the demeanor of a senior, this is really a state of embarrassment that he has never seen in decades.

This fight was really heartwarming, if it wasn't for the fact that this place is already in the hinterland of the mountains, Yue Buqun might have come here after hearing the news.

Feng Qingyang looked at the girl in front of him with great interest, he relieved the stagnant energy in his chest and abdomen today, he was a little more enthusiastic about people and things than before, and said with a smile: "I am watching your sword The method, although the state of mind is lofty and clear, seems to be bound by internal forces and cannot be used."

Bai Yuanqiu said with a smile: "Senior's eyes are like torches. I lost all my internal strength by chance before, and I haven't recovered until today. Senior is an expert outside the world, so it is inevitable that I will not be able to catch it."

These words were very polite, but Feng Qingyang was not very happy, frowned, and hummed: "Little girl is very good at swordsmanship, why is she so rigid, she looks like Yue Buqun, a mediocre person It came out so-so."

He meant something, just now when the two were fighting, Bai Yuanqiu's description was far more indifferent than at this time, humble and polite, which seemed pleasing to the eye.Feng Qingyang admired Linghu Chong's free and easy behavior even more, if he hadn't had a good fight just now, he would have given up on it and left.

Bai Yuanqiu's smile remained the same, but he was slightly taken aback in his heart, and said in a warm voice: "'Gentlemen's Sword' is well-known in the world, and both character and martial arts are a momentary choice, why do seniors look down on them so much?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said: "That kid Yue Buqun is unrepentant, very hypocritical, teaching Huashan School disciples one by one to be stupid, sooner or later he will suffer a lot."

Bai Yuanqiu smiled slightly, and said: "I have heard that in the past, among the Five Sacred Sword Sects, Huashan was originally the leader. It was only later that the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect fought against each other, which made the talents wither and collapse, right?"

Feng Qingyang looked gloomy and nodded.This was originally a matter of hatred in his heart. With him in charge back then, Jianzong would not have been defeated by Qizong. However, at the critical moment, he was tricked by someone and stayed in the south of the Yangtze River. When he received the news, everything had already been dusted. settled.

Bai Yuanqiu said: "Although Mr. Yue is a member of Qizong, he was only a weak crown at the time. The disputes of the elders are not easy to count on him."

Feng Qingyang snorted, he didn't like Yue Buqun, and it's hard to say that it wasn't because Yue Buqun raised Qizong too high, it would be fine if he was good at martial arts, with such a level, he would be ashamed to boast about it.Among the Huashan disciples of this generation, there are a few good seedlings, who are actually taught like stupid cows and horses.

"Senior's martial arts are profound and unpredictable, but why don't you want to come out to take charge of Huashan's affairs? If there is a senior in charge, Huashan may not have fallen here."

The former Bai Yuanqiu was in a slump, and the latter was in decline. He said it bluntly, that is, Feng Qingyang, who always likes to have a straightforward temper, so he didn't care about her.

Feng Qingyang said: "I once made a solemn oath that I will never fight anyone seriously again in this life..." At this point, the old man blushed, he just said he was making random gestures, but later he was really embarrassed to say that he didn't really fight.

Bai Yuanqiu didn't take it too seriously, and said with a smile: "That is to say, at that time, Huashan's power was declining, and there was no one to take charge of the overall situation?"

Feng Qingyang said nothing, it was his default.

Bai Yuanqiu's smile grew wider.

"Although in terms of martial arts, Master Yue is not popular with the seniors, but he can revive the sect in a precarious situation. In terms of merits and demerits, it is hard to say that it is useless."

The Huashan School's previous generation's advanced martial arts were mostly lost in the battle of qi and sword, Yue Buqun was able to practice martial arts to this level, talent and perseverance are indispensable.He has a gentle personality and does not make enemies with others. From Feng Qingyang's point of view, he is naturally a bit hypocritical, but in terms of the situation in Huashan that day, he has to be said to be the most appropriate.

Just imagine, if Linghu Chong became the master, how would he be willing to endure these many years under Zuo Lengchan? It doesn't matter if he is impulsive, Huashan's century-old foundation will inevitably be wiped out.

People in the Jianghu place great emphasis on teachers' schools, Feng Qingyang claims to be free and easy, and dare not say that the school's foundation is insignificant.

There was a deep sigh in the girl's words, but her expression was calm, but it was more like a memory than a sarcasm.

A vague thought suddenly flashed in Feng Qingyang's mind, and he couldn't help but said: "You can be regarded as the helper of that boy Yue, didn't you also experience...?"

Bai Yuanqiu's smile froze, and an extremely cold and gloomy murderous intent suddenly flashed from her body, pressing towards all sides, and the grass, trees and rocks around Feng Qingyang stood on their own without wind, revealing a majestic sword intent, silently resisting!

The auras of the two sides collided, Feng Qingyang sensed something was wrong, stood up suddenly, squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Your martial arts are wrong! The girl keeps calling herself a junior, but I don't know how much younger than the old man?"

The mountain wind is wanton.

Bai Yuanqiu had just fought fiercely, his thoughts were exposed, and he lost his composure for a while.At this moment, her murderous intentions were hidden, she still had that calm and peaceful appearance, her gaze shifted, and she said with a gentle smile: "Although I am not young, but given my old age, it is not a grievance to call me a senior."

At this moment, Feng Qingyang was full of guard, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if you have come to our Huashan School, what can you tell me?"

Bai Yuanqiu said with a smile: "Senior, are you thinking about sects upside down? I don't have any malicious intentions, Mr. Feng doesn't need to worry."

Feng Qingyang said solemnly: "Although I don't know how good the girl is, if you dare to get involved in my Huashan foundation, Feng will fight to get rid of this body and make you come and go!"

Just as Bai Yuanqiu was about to answer, he turned around and threw a sword qi from his sleeve, splitting a piece of tree crown, and said loudly: "I have been peeping for a long time, why don't you show up and meet?"

The author has something to say: I have wanted to write this fight scene for a long time! ! ! ! ! !

When I checked the information, I always felt that the image of Feng Qingyang's senior was a bit flat, and he gave me the impression that he was probably a depressed and thin man.