Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 64: About Dou(1)

Yue Feng was startled, his head was sweating profusely in an instant, and a feeling of fear filled his heart.

How much time has passed since he hadn't felt this way. Since his rebirth, except when he was very young, those martial arts masters could quietly approach him. But till now, almost no one can do this, even Yue Buqun, who is already in the innate realm, can't do it.

Yue Feng has almost completely forgotten this feeling, but at this time, he realized it again. Looking at the old man in front of him, Yue Feng thought for the first moment that he was a clear wind. He warned himself time and time again that Feng Qingyang was not dangerous to him, but he couldn't forget this fear a bit.

Soon, Yue Feng became cold and sweaty, and even his face was pale. Linghu Chong on one side, although a little surprised, was not too surprised. Because not only Yue Buqun, even Yue Feng would often be so fascinating, he had already gotten used to it.

In fact, only when you reach the realm of Yue Feng, can you understand what a terrifying realm of martial arts with a clear wind and radiance. This level, not to mention Yue Feng Yue Buqun, is afraid that even Dongfang Undefeated, who is known as the world's number one master, may not be comparable.

After a long time, Yue Feng said in a trembling voice: "It's Master Feng, the disciple Yue Feng will pay a visit." He knelt down and kowtow to Feng Qing.

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and gave a strong support, and Yue Feng felt that he couldn't play with his waist anyway, and he had to stand up. Today, he, in front of Feng Qingyang, is like an ordinary person in front of him, without the slightest ability to resist.

Feng Qingyang let out a soft voice, and said: "Good time, if it's a few years later, I'm afraid it will be too much. I am old, I am old after all. That kid Yue Buqun is a good son. Humph, you even know my name, it seems that Yue Buqun has given you everything." Then, Feng Qingyang said again: "But after all, you are a disciple of the Qi Sect, but I am not a member of the Sword Sect. You don’t have to worship me."

Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Whether it is Jianzong Qizong, I belong to the Huashan line. After all, Master Feng Tai is my elder Huashan, and the disciple pays him a visit. Naturally, there is nothing wrong." Once in front of the wind Qingyang bowed.

Feng Qingyang didn't stop him this time, nodded and said softly: "If you can really think so, it's fine." I just don't know if the "good" he said was the first half of Yue Feng's sentence or the second half of it. "Well, I am after all the uncle of that kid Yue Buqun, it's okay for you to worship me."

Yue Feng stood up after listening to Feng Qingyang's words. Knowing this time, the fear in his heart slowly disappeared. But thinking of his performance just now, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and soon blushed.

Feng Qingyang also found out that Yue Feng was wrong. He just shook his head and said: "You just talked about swordsmanship, and you said it is generally good. But in some places, it is completely nonsense." It turned out that Feng Qingyang was completely nonsense. I have always lived in Huashan in seclusion, and I don't care about anything on weekdays, just come out occasionally.

In spite of the various changes on Mount Hua in the past few years, the breeze is all in my eyes. It's just that he has already reached the state where everything is free, and there are not many things that can really put him on his mind. As for Yue Feng, he had discovered occasionally before. However, because it was different from Jian Qi, and Yue Feng was Yue Buqun's son, he naturally wouldn't care too much.

This time, he came to the Yunv Peak for a leisurely stroll, but suddenly heard what Yue Feng told Linghu Chong, only to feel his appetite, and involuntarily followed. When Yue Feng brought Linghu Chong to the cave in Si Guo Cliff, and talked about his unique knowledge of swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but screamed and admired it secretly.

Yue Feng's last complacent sentence said, "No matter how well these moves are learned, they can only gain more insights, which are of little use." It seems to be disdain for the martial arts created by the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Ten Elders of the Demon Sect. Take a look. Feng Qingyang felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and ran out unconsciously and said.

At this time, he saw Yue Feng look respectful, yet he was not weak in martial arts at a young age, but he didn't feel complacent, and he couldn't help but give birth to a love of talent.

Feng Qingyang nodded, and said again: "Your martial arts is indeed good, and your views on swordsmanship and internal strength have won my heart. You said that your swordsmanship far exceeds internal strength, how can you be so ignorant? . The swordsmanship on this wall was created by countless masters. How can you say that it is worthless."

Yue Feng opened his mouth and was ready to refute, but when he thought of Feng Qingyang's identity, he couldn't help but hesitated, so he said insincerely: "What Uncle Feng Tai said is that the disciple is indeed wrong."

Feng Qingyang shook his head, and said: "You said it was wrong, but there was a slight confession. Don't worry about my identity, just say it straight. Don't be like that kid from Yue Buqun , With a stern face all day long, who do you want to see?"

Yue Feng had full confidence in his understanding of his swordsmanship. Even if Feng Qingyang lived for nearly a hundred years, Yue Feng did not agree that he could surpass himself in the sword theory. After all, Feng Qingyang's knowledge alone can never be compared with the knowledge of countless people in Yue Feng's previous life.

As far as Feng Qingyang said about Yue Buqun, Yue Feng couldn't help but feel very unconvinced, and immediately said: "Feng Taishi is indeed reasonable, but these swordsmanship are very extraordinary. But. I'm just talking about things. My Huashan disciples really don’t need to learn so many things. Even if it’s Huashan swordsmanship, in fact, you only need to specialize in one type, which is enough for a lifetime. Others, just remember, don’t use If it’s lost, it’s fine, so that later disciples can learn something suitable. Learning too much is of no use. Swordsmanship lies in fineness, not more. As for the swordsmanship of other schools, there is no need to pay too much attention to it. . Long knowledge is enough.” Yue Feng said these words loudly, without hesitation, he was full of self-confidence, as if he had to make a clear distinction between the wind and the wind.

Feng Qingyang frowned like a fly, and suddenly pointed to Yue Feng and said: "I now doubt whether your understanding of swordsmanship just came out nonsense. What's swordsmanship is fine? It’s not just too much. It’s just nonsense. As the saying goes, "Three hundred Tang poems, you can’t really chant it." The same is true of swordsmanship. If you can’t learn all kinds of swordsmanship, you just work behind closed doors, how about Can make great achievements."

Yue Feng was also full of dissatisfaction, and he said: "Swordsmanship is swordsmanship after all. How can it be compared with poetry and books. Even those who learn other people's poetry can only stay at the level of learning. The key to swordsmanship lies in hard training, and learning so much is useless at all."

"This is what you don't know." Feng Qingyang suddenly shook his head, and said: "Swordsmanship has reached a high level. Could it be that you have to go to waste and save the complex and simplify it. If you can't be knowledgeable, How to change the method? Only by learning the world of swordsmanship, can you go further and achieve true supremacy by turning the sword as you like."

The more Yue Feng listened, the more he shook his head, only to feel that Feng Qingyang's words were all absurd. He hadn't heard of the truth about changing the complexity into simplicity in the previous life, and it was absolutely reasonable at that time. But when he waited until this life he really learned the swordsmanship, he didn't agree with it at all.

His swordsmanship has not gone through the step of simplifying the complex at all, but he also does not think that he is not advanced enough. Now he opened his mouth again: "Since you want to simplify the complex, why not just learn it directly. Why do you waste time in one fell swoop? It will take at least ten years to learn the world of swordsmanship to simplifying the complex. Practice. On the contrary, it is not weak to specialize in a sword technique, and work hard to practice and come faster."

Listening to Yue Feng's words, Feng Qingyang only felt extremely harsh, but it was not easy to argue. At the moment, he couldn't help being angry, and suddenly pointed at Yue Feng and said: "Boy, I think you are talking nonsense." /

Yue Feng's personality is a bit paranoid, and he is extremely confident in his own swordsmanship. If Feng Qingyang said that he wanted something else, but he said that his swordsmanship was wrong, how could Yue Feng be convinced. Yue Feng has always believed that Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship and martial arts are the best in the world, and he wanted to think about communicating with him before. But now that the two of them are really standing together, that's not the case at all. The two looked at each other unpleasantly, both felt that they were right, and wanted each other to identify with themselves.

Yue Feng used to be a little worried about Feng Qingyang's identity, but at this time, he thought he was right. In addition, he was irritated by Feng Qingyang, and he couldn't reach out, pointing at Feng Qingyang and said: "Old man, I think you are talking nonsense."

Feng Qingyang is furious at the moment, and he never sees the slightest affection for Yue Feng before. Although he was a bit older, and was frustrated with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he lived in seclusion, and at the same time he did not have many young people's aggressive minds. But he has always believed that he is number one in the world, and he is still very persistent in martial arts. Where can others say that he has martial arts and is wrong? Feng Qingyang exuded a strong aura and pressed towards Yue Feng, as if he was about to attack Yue Feng at any time.

Yue Feng didn't have any scruples. He also unconsciously held his sword in his hand, as if he wanted to shoot at any time. The aura of the two collided together, Feng Qingyang's figure did not change a bit, but Yue Feng shook a few times, his face was a little pale, and his face was still firm.

Linghu on one side listened to the debate between the two, feeling extremely surprised at first, and remembering the words of the two seriously. But afterwards, I felt completely incomprehensible, not knowing what the two of them were talking about. But once I stop and think carefully, I feel that there are infinite mysteries in every sentence, and people can't help but go deep into it.

Gradually Linghu Chong fell into his own thoughts completely, but forgot the two of them to one side. As for Feng Qingyang and Yue Feng, they were also arguing hard, trying to overwhelm each other, and completely forgot him.

Ling Hu Chong was completely awakened when both of them were unceremoniously exuding momentum. Although he didn't know why this situation happened at this time, he also knew that it was because of the conflict of ideas between the two.

This is the persistence of martial arts scholars. You don't need to care about the other things, but your views on martial arts will not give up at all. Linghu Chong was very clear about their thoughts.

Ling Hu Chong was frightened by the two men's momentum eight or nine steps, and then stood still with a pale face. Suddenly, his expression changed and he said: "Master Feng, Junior Brother, since you all think you are right, why not sit down and compare. Whoever wins, even if whoever is right, isn't it right?"

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