Just after Feng Qingyang jumped away from Siguo Cliff, where the two men had just fought, the rock wall on the side slowly cracked, revealing a deep gap inside, which was opened by the internal force of the two innate masters.
Huang Jin flew back to the front yard from the back hill with his feet on the treetops, and saw everyone waiting in the main hall.
"Taoist Master, Your Majesty." Huang Jin stepped forward quickly. gusty wind
"Yeah." Li Dao nodded.
At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and a figure appeared in the hall.
"Uncle Feng Master." Seeing the person coming, Yue Buqun's face was filled with excitement, and He Ningzhong hurriedly stepped forward and half-knelt on the ground.
"Uncle Master." Everyone in Huashan also knelt down in a hurry.
"Hmph, get up, I can't afford to kneel down like the head of Huashan." Feng Qingyang turned sideways.
Everyone in Huashan was immediately embarrassed.
"Taoist Master, Your Majesty, this is Feng Qingyang, Brother Feng." Huang Jin introduced the two of them.
Li Daoyi looked at Feng Qingyang carefully, and he had to say that this guy indeed looked like an immortal and a peerless master. There was a sharp energy in his eyes, and there was a faint trace of sword energy all over his body. This was sword training. It is a state that can only be achieved by a person who has reached a high level of swordsmanship.
"If this person had lived hundreds of years ago, I'm afraid he would have become a great master." Li Daoyi sighed.
Zhu Houcong smiled and nodded to him. Compared with ordinary Jianghu people, the person in front of him was an innate master and worthy of his respect.
"Feng Qingyang has met the emperor and this Taoist priest." Feng Qingyang cupped his hands and said politely to the two of them.
"Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times, Feng Qingyang, you are worthy of being the Sword Master of Huashan." Li Daoyi said with a smile.
At this time, Feng Qingyang's eyes fell on the sword behind Li Daoyi. Looking at the hilt, it was the sword that had just flown to Siguo Cliff.
"Ding…"
The system prompt sounds.
"Taoist Master, that sword just now...how could it happen?" After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qingyang still asked the question in his mind.
"Oh? You mean the blue steel sword?"
After saying that, Li Daoyi put his right hand on his chest, and the sword behind him was unsheathed again.
"Qiang..."
The sword flew in front of him and stood out of thin air.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Feng Qingyang asked in surprise.
Li Daoyi continued to gesture with his fingers, and saw the sword flying to a high place with a hiss, and a branch was cut off instantly.
Looking at the branches that fell to the ground and the sword flying above everyone's heads, Feng Qingyang's eyes dropped.
"How is it possible? How did you do it?" Feng Qingyang asked quickly.
"Qiang."
As soon as Li Dao took back his hand, the sword flew back into the scabbard.
"I don't know martial arts." Li Daoyi shook his head.
"This is the way to go."
"Tao Dharma? Is there really Tao Dharma in the world?" Feng Qingyang said in shock.
"Hahahaha, Brother Feng, the Taoist Master is a true immortal. We can't look at him with the eyes of martial arts people." Huang Jin laughed and explained.
"Ding…"
The system beeps again.
Li Daoyi was secretly happy. It seemed that Feng Qingyang was going to contribute several waves of wow points to him this time.
"So that's it. I'm looking down on everyone in the world." Feng Qingyang sighed.
"Your Excellency, there is no need to belittle yourself. Your Dugu Nine Swords are superb and amazing." Li Daoyi said softly.
"Oh? Taoist Priest also knows about Dugu Nine Swords?" Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up.
"Dugu Nine Swords? Could it be the move that Brother Feng just used? It's really amazing. If you hadn't used branches, I wouldn't be your opponent." Huang Jin said quickly.
"Of course I know that this is the swordsmanship that Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, created by integrating what he had learned all his life, and hid it in Huashan, waiting for the destined person. If you can learn it and carry it forward, his spirit in heaven will surely be very happy. ." Li Dao nodded.
"I admire it. The Taoist priest even knows this. Yes, this swordsmanship was acquired by Feng in Huashan when he was young." Feng Qingyang exclaimed.
Yue Buqun was shocked, Huashan actually had such a secret, and an expert hid the peerless swordsmanship in Huashan.
"Taoist Priest, what is the origin of this Condor Hero, and why does he hide his sword skills in our Huashan Mountain?" Yue Buqun asked.
"It's a long story. This man is a peerless master who lived hundreds of years ago. At that time, Yang Guo, the Condor Hero outside Xiangyang City, used a black iron heavy sword to kill Qi Jin among thousands of Mongolian troops. After seven attacks, he finally killed the Mongol Khan Meng Ge and forcibly extended his life for the Central Plains for more than ten years. "
"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath.
Emperor Jiajing stood up suddenly.
"I know, it's him. The Black Iron Heavy Sword. The Taizu's records mentioned the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword. These two magic weapons were transformed from the Black Iron Heavy Sword. The Dragon Slaying Sword was the result of The Condor Hero Yang Guo got his name after he killed the Mongolian Emperor. I thought it was a lie, but I didn't expect that there really was such a hero in the world. Well, he killed well," Zhu Houcong said excitedly.
"Thousands of troops are amazing." Feng Qingyang also looked excited.
"A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. Countless heroes emerged in that era, but no matter what, the Song Dynasty was mediocre and the destiny was not returned. Under the torrent of history, the so-called heroes can only end miserably. Alas." Li Daoyi Sighed.
Zhu Houcong also had a look of emotion on his face at this time. As an emperor, he knew the importance of the imperial court. The incompetent dynasty, no matter how hard the dismounted people tried, could not escape the fate of destruction.
"After becoming famous in the Battle of Xiangyang, Yang Guo and his wife traveled around the world, and finally created this sword technique by chance. In order to commemorate the defeat of a generation of sword demon Dugu Qiu, he named Dugu Nine Swords after it. At that time, Huashan Mountain was the holy land of martial arts in the Central Plains. The famous Huashan Sword Competition is held here, where all heroes compete for the best in the world."
"Huashan Mountain Discussing Swords." Everyone's eyes sparkled, and you can imagine what a dazzling era it was.
"Well, in that era, there were innate masters everywhere, and only grandmasters could stand on the top of Mount Hua and participate in sword discussions." Li Daoyi continued.
"Grandmaster..." Feng Qingyang murmured.
Then, Li Daoyi told everyone the story of the decades from the Condor Shooting to the Divine Condor Era. Everyone was fascinated by it. Feng Qingyang even took the lead and sat down minding his own business while Yue Buqun helped him move. He sat on the chair and nodded to him, making the latter feel flattered.
"The king stands in the temple, but he sings and sings every night. Twelve gold medals seduce the pillar of the country. Although the knight travels around the world, he still carries the feelings of his family and country. He has worked hard for twenty years just to preserve the last trace of China's blood. It is both song and cry." In the end, Li Dao Yi sighed and said.
"Hate, hate, hate, Feng wishes he could live in that era." Feng Qingyang was very emotional.
"What a Guo Jing, what a Yang Guo, it's a pity that there are so many heroes in the Song Dynasty. I have decided that after returning to Beijing, I will erect monuments and biographies for them. Such heroes cannot be buried." Zhu Houcong stood up quickly, immersed in the story just now inside.
"It's good that the emperor has this intention, but you have to learn from it. The Ming Dynasty must not follow the footsteps of the Song Dynasty. If a country and a nation want to not be bullied by foreigners, it cannot only rely on civil rule and Confucianism. Force, Force is needed, and force alone is the cornerstone of a country.”
"I have recorded what the Taoist Master said." Zhu Houcong quickly turned around and bowed respectfully to Li Dao.
After that, everyone continued to chat. Feng Qingyang was in a good mood at this time. After hearing such a heart-stirring story and meeting a strange person like Li Daoyi, he even stayed over to eat dinner with everyone. Now Yue Buqun I am even more grateful to Li Daoyi.
The Huashan Mountain under the moonlight was so beautiful. Several people were sitting in the courtyard admiring the moon. Today happened to be a full moon night. Tea and snacks were placed on the table, and Yue Buqun and his wife were waiting on them respectfully.
"Master Yue, your Huashan Mountain is truly well-deserved. I can't see this kind of scenery in the palace." Zhu Houhuan praised.
At this time, Li Daoyi secretly crushed a few talismans in his sleeves while others were not paying attention, and several rays of transparent energy flew towards the back mountain without anyone being able to see it.
"Your Majesty, thank you for the award." Yue Buqun said repeatedly.
"Huh?" Zhu Houcong suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
I saw a clear night sky just now, and suddenly a cloud floated from the side. The cloud covered the moon, and the sky darkened for an instant.
"Disappointing." The emperor said displeased.
"Huhu..."
An inexplicable wind blew from a distance, causing the surrounding branches to sway.
"Your Majesty, Taoist Priest, it's windy here, why don't we go inside?" Huang Jin said quickly.
Jiajing nodded when he heard this and stood up immediately.
"There's something wrong." Li Daoyi suddenly said at this time.
Everyone stopped immediately and looked at Li Daoyi in confusion.
"Didn't you hear that?"
"Taoist Priest, what did you hear?" Zhu Houcong asked in confusion.
Several other people listened attentively when they heard the words.
"What is this sound?" Feng Qingyang suddenly asked.
"It sounds like crying..." Huang Jin followed.
"It seems to have come from Si Guo Ya." Yue Buqun also said.
"Are you a Huashan disciple?" Huang Jin asked.
"Impossible. Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area. Without my permission, Huashan disciples dare not go up there." Yue Buqun shook his head quickly.
At this moment, another gloomy wind blew by, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.
"Bold." Li Daoyi suddenly shouted.
Everyone was suddenly frightened, but the cold feeling on their bodies also disappeared.
At this point, Yue Buqun seemed to have thought of something, and he and Ning Zhong looked at each other, and the surrounding Huashan disciples recalled the ghostly things that had happened in the town before.
"Taoist, is it true?" Yue Buqun asked quickly.
"Yes, this is the appearance of a ghost, just thinking about crossing the cliff." Li Dao nodded.
"Pindao, let's go take a look." After Li Daoyi finished speaking, he jumped up and flew lightly into the air, and then flew towards the back mountain.
"I'll go too, the Taoist priest is waiting for me." Zhu Houcong said quickly. As he spoke, he looked at Huang Jin, who quickly helped the emperor up and chased after him.
Feng Qingyang also quickly chased after him.
"Junior sister, you and the disciples stay here and are not allowed to go near the back mountain." After Yue Buqun said that, he also used Qinggong to chase after him.
"Senior brother..." Ning Zhongze only had time to shout, and the others had long since disappeared.
