Martial arts become stronger by eating

"In my opinion, Uncle Feng won't come out. We'd better go down the mountain early so as not to follow Zuo Lengchan's wishes. If he really succeeds in the Five Sacred Sect, then something serious will happen."

Just when Yue Buqun thought that Feng Qingyang would not appear, he wanted to dissuade Lin Ping from going down the mountain to Songshan.

As a result, he just took a step forward.

The body suddenly stopped, and he clearly felt that he was firmly locked by a fierce Qi.

"Interesting, it's really interesting! It's really amazing that Xiaoyou has such a keen perception at such a young age."

Then, I heard an old voice floating leisurely on the cliff.

"Master Uncle!"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's voice, Linghu Chong on the side subconsciously exclaimed, but soon realized something was wrong, and after being glared at by Yue Buqun on the side, he resolutely shut up obediently and hid behind him.

"Feng-qing-yang!"

With a smile on the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth, he called out the person's name word by word, turned his head slowly, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that on the top of the bare Siguo cliff, at some time, there was already a tall and thin old man with the color of gold paper on his face. The edge is dark but aggressive!

"Little friend's strength is astonishing, the world is so big, where can't you go?"

Feng Qingyang looked calm, looked at Yue Buqun and Linghu Chong indifferently, and then fell back on Lin Pingzhi, "I already know the reason for your visit. It's just an old man who can't help you much."

"How about a fight?"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's explanation, Lin Pingzhi only grinned.

His eyes were sharp, with fierce fighting intent flashing in his eyes, and the blood in his body seemed to start to roar.

Facing such a top powerhouse who was comparable to Dongfang Invincible, Lin Pingzhi didn't want to persuade him too much. If he really wanted to use some morals to tell him, he was afraid that the other party would look down on him a little bit.

It's better to fight directly!

If you win, naturally everything is negotiable.

As for losing?

Sorry, I, Lin Pingzhi, haven't thought about this possibility.

The current him is not the one who was in Hengshan City back then, who could only let Dongfang Bubai abuse him in every possible way but was unable to fight back. He reached the limit of the No Leakage Secret Art, and awakened the characteristics of the Lifting Technique, which made up for the lack of speed.

Right now, it is a good time to use Feng Qingyang and other extremely strong people to practice his hands.

Feng Qingyang stared at Lin Pingzhi for a long time with deep eyes.

Nodding his head, "Yes!"

Although he is already an octogenarian, it is rare for Feng Qingyang to meet Lin Pingzhi who is of the same level as a strong man.

"Lin Shaoxia, Uncle Feng, don't hurt your peace!"

Yue Buqun frowned, trying to dissuade him.

One is an old senior of the Huashan School, and the other is a key person who prevented the Songshan School from combining the five mountains. If either of these two people is injured, Yue Buqun is definitely not happy to see him.

"Master Yue, there is no need to say more."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head at Yue Buqun, and said, "Senior Feng would not rashly come down the mountain with us without a good reason, so why not just let me fight him directly and talk about it after the fight."

Feng Qingyang on the side didn't even look at Yue Buqun.

With his strength, he could see through Yue Buqun's yang energy at a glance, obviously he had practiced some kind of secret book of demons and heretics, coupled with the sword qi battle back then, it made him even more embarrassing to Yue Buqun. from a good impression.

Naturally, they would not pay any attention to Yue Buqun's words.

"At this?"

Lin Pingzhi asked nonchalantly.

"It's here!"

Feng Qingyang also answered without thinking.

He lowered his head and stared at Lin Pingzhi. Ever since Lin Ping came up the mountain, he had sensed that a master of his level had come to Mount Hua.

As a senior of the Huashan School, he has been following Lin Pingzhi's every move in Huashan, especially when the other party came back from the mountain and crossed the cliff, he immediately knew that the other party was coming for him.

But it was rare to meet a master of the same level, which still made Feng Qingyang extremely happy.

Especially when he realizes that Lin Pingzhi's strength characteristics are completely different from his own, if he can fight against him, it will be more meaningful.

But don't think that Feng Qingyang is old, and when he is old, he has no pursuit.

The so-called martial arts is endless, there is no highest, only higher!

Especially when the strength reaches Feng Qingyang's level, he has already touched the ceiling of the world, that is, he has reached the [Acquired Ultimate], and it is almost impossible to advance, but once there is a breakthrough, it will be another world of martial arts.

The legendary innate realm!

Any supreme warrior will yearn for and worship innateness.

But it's a pity that after so many years, many top martial arts masters have been unable to enter, and finally died of helplessness and regret.

"I once heard that Feng Lao used a set of "Dugu Nine Swords" to cross the rivers and lakes, and he is invincible!"

Lin Pingzhi was slightly emotional, his eyes were fixed, and he said seriously: "Just now when I fought with Linghu Chong, I felt that his sword moves are different from Huashan's swordsmanship, and it must be one of the moves!"

"Not bad, not bad, Chong'er's talent is not bad, and he has indeed learned a few styles of "Dugu Nine Swords" from the old man."

Feng Qingyang didn't deny it either, and nodded lightly with a smile on his face, but when his eyes fell on Linghu Chong, he inadvertently frowned, "It's a pity that I haven't mastered it yet, and my internal strength is really not good enough."

Linghu Chong, who had been pulled far away from Siguoya by his master, was looking at the two people in the conversation.

"Hey, Linghu Chong and I are old acquaintances. This kid is too casual and lazy, and likes to drink alcohol to cause continuous damage to his body. Unless there is a special adventure, his internal strength will probably stop at the top of the rivers and lakes. "

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi would not tell about Linghu Chong's future adventures.

A body of internal strength is like riding a rocket. In just a few years, he has become a top-notch master in the world.

However, this comment was quite harsh to Linghu Chong's ears.

But Yue Buqun doesn't care what Linghu Chong thinks, he just thinks it's quite right, and even thinks that once the Songshan School and Wuyue School are combined, he will pay close attention to the progress of the other party's internal strength.

"Little friend is right, and this old man is also deeply worried about it!"

Feng Qingyang frowned and nodded, then relaxed his brows, shook his head and smiled lightly: "In the final analysis, it depends on his own good luck. Some things are just not possible."

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things, the little friend is going to practice horizontally, right?"

Feng Qingyang changed the subject, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Indeed!"

Lin Pingzhi didn't hide anything, he said bluntly that he first practiced the horizontal iron cloth shirt to the state of Dzogchen, from the outside to the inside, and only after reaching the state of self-generated internal force did he start to practice Huashan's basic mental method.

"Little friend is really talented, and a mere iron cloth shirt can achieve such an achievement."

Feng Qingyang said with emotion, and when he heard Huashan's basic mind method, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi, "I wonder what my little friend thinks about the battle of Huashan's sword qi?"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's question, Lin Pingzhi frowned.

"I don't have any opinions, but it's just a way to practice martial arts. In the end, don't you still have to go to the same goal?"

To be honest, Lin Pingzhi really had no interest in such a battle of ideas.

What sword sect and qi sect, in the end, they all have to practice sword and qigong, and no one has seen them completely separate the two.

"Yes, little friend is right!"

Feng Qingyang laughed out loud, his face was full of joy!

Twirling his long beard under his jaw lightly, he couldn't help nodding: "That's right, that's right. In the end, the way of martial arts is nothing more than the word 'different paths lead to the same goal'. It's a pity that many people can't understand this simple truth now!"

At that time, the Huashan School became more and more prosperous, and its prestige far surpassed that of today's Wuyue Songshan, and it was close to Wudang Shaolin.

However, due to a big fight inside Huashan, Jianzong and Qizong suffered heavy losses. In the end, only Yue Buqun and Ningzhongze were left to support the overall situation. Heartbroken but helpless.