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Chapter Twelve The Longevity of the Golden Sword (8)

Chapter 12: The Life of the Golden Sword (Eight)

Lin Pingzhi knew that Fang Sheng might have something to ask Linghu Chong, so he kicked Linghu Chong under the table, signaled him to follow, and then said a few apologies to everyone on the table, and left the table with Linghu Chong.

Lin Zhennan prepared the best living courtyard of the royal palace for Fang Sheng, Qingxu and others. The courtyard was grand and comfortable, and it was not polite to enter the Shaolin abbot or Wudang master. Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong walked into the house quickly and found that Lin Zhennan and Fang Sheng, Qingxu and the other three were sitting opposite each other, drinking tea and laughing. Fang Wushang stood behind Lin Zhennan, and the six disciples of Shaolin and Wudang were also standing behind Fang Sheng and Qingxu in turn. Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong came forward to salute, and the three of them were just smiling and signaling them to stand aside.

Qingxu looked at Fang Wushen and smiled, "Mr. Fang's Golden Bell Cover Kung Fu has reached the state of 'from the outside to the inside'. Such kung Fu is rare in the martial arts world today. If you practice your organs to great success, it will be no weaker than Shaolin's 'Vajra Indestructible Body' magical skills."

Fang Wushuo smiled and said, "The True Man Qingxu praised it. It is already a blessing to have the golden bell cover taken to the point where he can go further. He really dared not expect more, and he dared not rashly compare with Shaolin magic skills."

Fang Sheng said: "Mr. Fang is too humble, and Shaolin's kung fu is just inherited over time and is becoming more and more perfect. With Mr. Fang's talent and roots, if he practices his kung fu to great success, he will definitely be comparable to Shaolin's "Vajra Indestructible Body" magical skills. After all, martial arts, the first thing to do is to recommend talent, roots and heart. Even if he gives the skill to a stupid person, he may not be able to practice any good things."

Lin Zhennan looked at Fang Wushen and smiled, "Wushen, Master Fang Sheng and Qingxu Zhenren are senior masters. What they said will definitely not make mistakes. In a few years, when you practice your kung fu similarly, it will be a big opportunity to ask two seniors to give you some savoring and guiding you. Besides, the golden bell cover of the Vajra Gate in the world is the first to recommend the Imperial Gate. Even if the iron cloth shirt of the secret magic sect has always been known to you, I don't think it's possible to break through the inner and outer entrances. If you are so arrogant and think you can't do it, I think the men who practice horizontal kung fu in the world will probably have no chance to make a comeback, haha."

Fang Sheng, Qingxu and others also smiled, and then Qingxu said, "Hmph, when it comes to iron cloth shirts, that is not the so-called secret legend of the Demon Sect. Seventy years ago, the one with the highest cultivation level of the Iron Cloth Sect in the world was a big inner master named Xue. The man had a profound and unique mind and was supported by the treasure house of the palace. His hard skills were really at the peak. Many good players in the world were hated by him. As a result, the little emperor led his troops out of the frontier and he also followed the guards. The little emperor was defeated and captured. Outsiders only thought he died on the battlefield, but he did not know that he had hidden his name and finally defected to the Demon Sect. For this reason, every generation of famous iron cloth shirt masters in the Demon Sect have the surname Xue."

There was such a secret story about the world, and the few people in the house didn't know it. He couldn't help but think of the times when the luck of the court was the most declining. At that time, the righteous path and the demon path had no intention of fighting each other. Everyone tried their best to assassinate the top leaders of the military and political affairs, protect the court from the top and the people from the bottom. It was a glorious era of heroes.

Seeing that Old Man Qingxu could even understand the origin of a small senior executive of the Demon Sect, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but laugh. Wudang and the Sun and Moon Sect were really unshakable hatred. Not only was Wudang's Zhenwu Sword and "Tai Chi Sutra" stolen, but Wudang Sect has sent people to steal scriptures and seize swords for decades, and countless disciples or outstanding players with potential were destroyed. After such blood feuds, Wudang Sect does not blame Wudang for regarding the Demon Sect as its biggest enemy, nor does Wudang Sect blames so much for collecting intelligence.

Fang Sheng sighed and said leisurely: "When I was walking in the world, I also met a master who practiced kung fu in the past. The man's external skills were extremely powerful, and it was not worth it to be invulnerable to swords and guns. I traveled through the world together and was so happy to be brave. Unfortunately, the methods he practiced had great flaws. While his external skills became stronger and stronger, his face was as bright as gold paper, and his eyebrows were bright red, looking like he was about to come. I wanted to take him back to Shaolin and ask the master of the sect to give him mercy and teach him the mental method of the "Vajra Indestructible Body" magical skill to live his life. But who knew that I was in the suburbs of Zhengzhou and met Dongfang Bubai, who was still a master of the demon sect at that time."

"Oh!" The few people in the room were gasping for air conditioning. The shadow of the famous tree was Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai was known for more than 10 years in the world. His kung fu was naturally extremely powerful. Hearing that Fang Sheng had a conflict with Dongfang Bubai, even though he knew that he was sitting safely at this moment, everyone couldn't help but sweat for him in their hearts.

Lin Pingzhi became interested when he heard this. He thought to himself that in the original work, Fang Sheng had seen Dongfang Bubai, of course this was just a polite statement in the martial arts world. For example, Fang Sheng suffered a great loss from Dongfang Bubai. To be polite, "I once met the leader of Dongfang". To be honest, he said, "I dare not forget the kindness of Dongfang Bubai until now!"

When Fang Sheng saw everyone's expressions, he waved his hand and smiled: "I just debuted not long ago, Dongfang Bubai is also a young man. Although his kung fu is high, he is not unmatched. However, the man named Tong who is with him has extremely strong kung fu and shocked my friend with his palm power. Even I almost suffered from their poisonous hands."

When Lin Pingzhi heard Fang Sheng say that the guy named Tong, he knew that this person might be Tong Baixiong, the current elder of the Sun and Moon God Sect, the unlucky friend who was loyal to Dongfang Bubai and was heartbroken. He did not even blink his eyes and flatly refused the proposal to ask him to betray Dongfang Bubai. But such a good friend was stabbed to death by Dongfang Bubai with an embroidery needle. Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but warn himself again that the side effects of "Sunflower Book" were too great and could not be practiced by normal people. Cherish life, stay away from sunflowers, cherish happiness, and stay away from evil spirits.

Qingxu and Fang Sheng have been intimate for a long time. Although he knew that Fang Sheng had always taken his senior brother Fang Zheng to walk in the world and had experienced a lot, he didn't know that Fang Sheng had such a gangster with Dongfang Bubai.

Fang Sheng said slowly, "That time was extremely dangerous. I only said that my life was going to be explained. I was about to recite a scripture of the "Amitabha Sutra" before my death to be reborn. But suddenly a middle-aged man in blue clothes came. The man's sword skills were extremely high. Dongfang Bubai and Tong Baixiong, who were already a first-class master at that time, were not the opponents of the senior who used swordsmanship. I only saw the sword light. In just a few moves, the weapons in Dongfang Bubai and Tong Baixiong were fired by the man, and Dongfang Bubai and Tong Baixiong knew they were defeated, and then they fled." Everyone heard that the mysterious middle-aged man had such high sword skills. They all listened carefully, and Lin Pingzhi seemed to have realized something.

Fang Sheng continued, "I was seriously injured at that time, and I was taken care of by that person before I could recover my life. Later, I returned to Shaolin for several years to cultivate. My skills were not retreating but advancing, and I also rely on that person to help me. When I went down the mountain again, no matter how I inquired, I could not get the news from that person. I have not been able to meet until today. I have always felt regretful. I didn't expect that today I suddenly learned that the man's sword technique had a successor." As he said that, Fang Sheng looked directly at Linghu Chong with bright eyes.

Linghu Chong also reacted when he heard this, looked at him and said stutteringly: "Previous, senior, that person, who is that person?"

Fang Sheng nodded, staring at Linghu Chong with his eyes in a narrow voice: "The sword technique used by the senior is Dugu Jiujian, and the name of that person is Feng Qingyang. He was a disciple of the Huashan Sect at that time." The people in the room understood it. It turned out that the person who taught Linghu Chong's sword technique had great kindness. Fang Sheng said this, and thought he wanted to inquire about the current situation of the man. However, only Qingxu had heard of the name of Dugu Jiujian, but the others didn't know it, but they just looked at Linghu Chong curiously.

Linghu Chong only knew that he was a master Feng’s swordsman. He only knew that Dongfang Bubai, who was known as the world’s number one, had no choice but to take three moves under Feng Qingyang back then. Such swordsmanship can only be described as ‘magical’. Linghu Chong said naughtyly: “Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng.”

Then he shook his head dejectedly, and the other party clasped his fists and said, "I'm really sorry, senior, Master Feng doesn't like others to disturb him, so after passing on the sword technique, he floated away, and even made me swear not to disclose the news about him. So I can only tell you that Master Feng is still healthy and has a good complexion. If the senior wants to meet Master Feng, if he can meet Master Feng, he will definitely tell him for him."

Fang Sheng nodded and said, "Senior Feng is free and carefree. The dragon is not seen at the head but not at the tail. It is also due to fate that he cannot see him. Since I already know that he is still healthy, I am very happy. But I have a heartless request to ask Young Master Linghu to fulfill his wish."

Linghu Chong said: "Senior, please tell me."

Fang Sheng said: "Senior Feng's sword skills have not been seen for more than 40 years. I really want to witness the style of Dugu Nine Swords again, and ask Young Master Linghu to help."

Linghu Chong clasped his fists and said, "Dare you not obeying your orders. Since you have seen the sword technique passed down by Master Feng, you should use it with all your strength. But, it's just that, you still need an opponent."

Fang Sheng smiled and said, "Dugu Nine Swords, when they meet strong, they will be strong. Naturally, they need an opponent of enough weight to interpret the true meaning of this set of swordsmanship." As he said that, Fang Sheng looked at Qingxu. He claimed that his martial arts skills are not weaker than Qingxu, but Qingxu specializes in swordsmanship throughout his life. If he can compare with Linghu Chong, it is naturally not difficult to see the various exquisite moves of Dugu Nine Swords.

Qingxu twisted his beard and smiled. It was rare that this old friend asked him for something, so he naturally had to help. Moreover, when he saw Linghu Chong fighting with Chonglou that day, he was very shocked by Linghu Chong's sword technique. Chonglou's sword technique was already the best choice. Even if Qingxu took action himself, he dared not speak out easily. However, Linghu Chong chopped and slashed Chonglou more than a hundred swords under his nose, and he was so pressing Chonglou that he could not fight back. Such swordsmanship was definitely qualified to let him take action.

While Qingxu was about to reach out to hold the sword, Wei Zimu walked into the hall first, unsheathed his sword, pointed at Linghu Chong and said, "I heard that Brother Linghu's sword technique is so magical, so I can't stand itchy. Please give me advice and let me see the magical 'Nine Swords'." Wei Zimu is a proud disciple of Wudang's head sect Taoist Chongxu. He has excellent internal sword skills and is highly valued by the elders of the master sect. However, Wudang Sect has always been low-key, and has not been as powerful as the Five Mountains Sword Sect as it has been, so Wei Zimu has no reputation in the world. He has always been arrogant and cannot stand others praising other people in front of him. He is the strongest new generation of disciples in the world. Linghu Chong won the title because the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect made too much noise, so he became famous.
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