Chapter 19: Return to the clan and recognize the ancestors

Hu Qingpeng found Zou Jing and told what happened just now. When the two of them decided that it was not easy for these distinguished guests in the capital to appear suddenly, and it may be unfavorable to the Hengshan School.

com decided that Hu Qingpeng would immediately return to the mountain to report the news, while Zou Jing stayed in the town for further inquiries.

March is a season when flowers bloom and tourists are full of tourists. Hengshan is also a holy place for worshipers of the two believers of Buddhism and Taoism, so people are crowded on the mountain road, and they are rubbing shoulders and heels. Hu Qingpeng was unable to use his light skills in broad daylight, so he could only move slowly with the crowd. Not long after walking, he suddenly heard noisy and shouts coming from behind, and a burst of chaos quickly spread among the crowd.

Hu Qingpeng turned around and looked at him. He saw Cao Yuangang and Tang Lingling following a arrogant young man, walking quickly up the mountain. In order to be greedy for convenience and speed, the three of them scrupulously used their true energy to protect themselves, forcibly push away the passers-by in front of them, and forced out a road from the crowd. Some old people were caught off guard and pushed down the roadside. When they hit the rock wall, they immediately burst into blood. Everyone accused and shouted angrily, but the three of them were domineering and turned a deaf ear.

Cao Yuangang saw Hu Qingpeng from afar, his expression changed drastically, and he whispered a few words in the young man's ear. The young man's eyes turned cold, and his sharp eyes suddenly fell on Hu Qingpeng's face, and a evil aura rushed towards him, with a strong sense of provocation.

Hu Qingpeng was secretly shocked. Could this person be the "big brother" they once mentioned? Just looking at the divine light in the other party's eyes and the domineering momentum when walking, he was undoubtedly a master with unique skills, and was incomparable to Cao Yuangang's flirting skills. Faced with the other party's provocation, his true energy wandered all over his body, his eyes were grand, and he showed great confidence and fighting spirit. The two of them had a touch of their eyes, like an invisible sword flying in the air, fighting fiercely, and tit-for-tat, splashing countless sparks.

Hu Qingpeng knew that the visitor was not good, and the good ones did not come. If the two sides fought and drew their swords, it would inevitably lead to the innocent people around him. His mind changed rapidly, and he walked and ran towards the villa.

Turning around the mountainside, the mountain road was forked and winding, and pedestrians began to become increasingly rare. Hearing that Cao Yuangang and the other three were chasing closer and closer, Hu Qingpeng simply stopped by the side of the road and asked, "The three of you followed them all the way, what are the intentions?" Anyway, this is his place, and if you want to fight, you won't be afraid that they are too crowded.

The young man who led the lead had wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong and powerful, with clear contours on his face, strong lines, and extremely thin lips, showing a decisive personality and a cold style. If it weren't for the natural arrogance between his eyebrows, he would have been a heroic figure. Unfortunately, his overly gorgeous clothes and gem-covered swordsmanship greatly reduced his charm, and he looked more like a playboy than a swordsman. He pointed to Hu Qingpeng's nose and asked without answering, "Hey, did you defeat my junior brother just now?"

Hu Qingpeng said neither humble nor arrogantly: "I am just practicing swordsmanship with Senior Brother Cao, and there is no question of who wins or loses. Moreover, Senior Brother Cao has a wide range of swordsmanship, which makes me admire him."

The other three men's faces cleared a little, and Cao Yuangang said loudly: "Hu Qingpeng, you are smart, you didn't speak wildly in front of my senior brother. My senior brother is the grandson of Feng Sheng, Duke Song, and his name is Feng Zuhui. He is famous in the capital. He is the official and appointed as a householder of the Jinyiwei. He is the close guard of the emperor today! Isn't it easy to kill you, a wise man?"

Hu Qingpeng was shocked and said, "You, are you an official?" People in the world are most afraid of having something to do with the government. Once they are targeted by the government, there will be endless troubles.

Feng Zuhui said proudly: "What official?! I am a 100 households in the Jinyiwei. I usually arrest all civil officials and military generals. I am powerful. No one except the emperor has the right to send me. We are ordered by our master to come to visit Chen Tianlei, the head of Hengshan. Since we happened to meet you, please lead us!"

Hu Qingpeng suddenly realized that they were not here to find bad luck to him, and asked casually: "I wonder if you have anything to do with the head?"

Feng Zuhui sneered and said, "Hu Qingpeng, just lead the way. Don't ask too much if you shouldn't ask! When I meet the head of Hengshan, I will explain my purpose to him."

Hu Qingpeng touched the gray nose, but was frightened by the other party's identity, so he couldn't continue asking. He had to lead the way first, cross the forest and cross the bridge, and before he arrived at the mountain gate. Just under the white marble archway engraved with the "Hengshan Sword Sect", a girl stood up pretty. It was Chen Qinghua who was looking forward to it. As soon as Hu Qingpeng's figure appeared, she immediately flew over to welcome him and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Hu, where is the thing I asked you to buy? Show it to me!"

Hu Qingpeng leaned slightly and said while winking, "Senior Sister Chen, a distinguished guest is here to meet the leader! I will find you later." If you hand over the handkerchief to the senior sister in front of an outsider, it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so it will be resolved privately.

Chen Qinghua saw Feng Zuhui and others behind him, and was stunned, frowned slightly, "Who are they? How could the head of this sect see them just by wanting to see them?" The three of them looked strange and dressed in gorgeous clothes. They looked like young swordsmen in the world, and like disciples of wealthy families, with strange actions.

Although Feng Zuhui was born in a family of Dukes and Marquis, he has seen countless beauties since he was a child, and his eyes were higher than the top, but he had never met such a pure and refined girl who was not touched by the slightest dust. When he saw the hunting, he immediately put away his superior attitude and asked with a smile: "Junior Brother Hu, what is the name of this junior sister?"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly introduced each other to each other. Feng Zuhui slapped his hands and said with a smile: "I am really destined to meet you thousands of miles away! Nanyue gathers the spirit of the world of the world, and it turns out that the mountains and rivers are more beautiful! It is worthwhile to be able to meet my junior sister today."

Chen Qinghua pursed his lips and smiled: "Senior Brother Feng is joking! I am a country girl, how can I compare to the daughters and ladies in the capital?" He paused and said enviously: "I have heard from my elders that Jiangnan have beautiful scenery, and the world is rich and treasured. It is the most prosperous and lively place. Unfortunately, I can't go out of Hengshan and cannot see the scenery of Jiangnan with my own eyes! I wonder if the capital is big? Is there any fun place to go?"

Feng Zuhui laughed and said, "Is it not easy for Junior Sister Chen to go to Jiangnan to visit? When we return to Beijing, how about we invite you to visit the capital? There are so many lively places in the city like stars in the sky, so that you can linger. As long as you are willing, all the expenses will be covered on me! Jiangnan's silk, satin, jewelry, rouge, I will give you whatever you like, and I will definitely give you what you like!" He is a descendant of the general of the dynasty, and the Jinyiwei family. As long as you like the rare treasures, who dares not to offer them obediently?

Chen Qinghua suddenly felt excited and said happily: "Really? Can I buy whatever I like?" She practiced martial arts in the mountains since she was a child, and she had neither the chance nor the silver to buy the gadgets she liked. At this time, she was happy when she heard the other party's promise.

Feng Zuhui stared at her pure and flawless smile with his eyes and said seriously: "Of course it's true! A man is a real man, and he can't catch him with one word! What's more, the junior sister is so beautiful and charming, so the best jewelry should be used to foil. The ancients said, 'A thousand gold can't buy a smile'. If he can win the junior sister's favor, what's wrong if he spends a lot of money!"

When Chen Qinghua heard that he expressed his affection in person, a blush gushed and his eyes circulated, shy and charming. She bit her lower lip lightly and said angrily: "Senior Brother Feng, you came to make fun of others when you first met. I hate it so much!"

Hu Qingpeng looked at the shy expression of his senior sister, and his heart seemed to be suddenly stabbed by a knife. It was mixed with all kinds of flavors, sour and painful. He looked at Feng Zuhui angrily, wishing to punch him a few times. But to be honest, Feng Zuhui was handsome and mature, with a prominent life experience, and was really the nemesis of women, let alone Chen Qinghua, who had never seen the world! Unexpectedly, Tang Lingling also drank jealous and jumped out and said, "Senior Brother, you still have the leisure to coax girls! Don't forget what we are here for!"

Feng Zuhui smiled at Chen Qinghua and said, "Junior Sister Chen, we are here to pay a visit to President Chen. I wonder if you can inform me?"

Chen Qinghua couldn't help but nodded and said, "No problem! I'll tell my dad now!" After taking two steps, he looked back and smiled, "Senior Brother Feng, don't forget what you said just now!" The beautiful figure flew and flew into the villa like a spirit swallow.

Tang Lingling said angrily: "Hmph, this mountain woman actually took the joke seriously!" Cao Yuangang couldn't help but say: "I don't think senior brother is joking!" Tang Lingling was angry and angry, and stomped her feet and said: "Third Brother, which side are you on?" Feng Zuhui waved his hand and shouted: "Stop making trouble! Do you want to let others laugh at him? Junior Brother Hu, please lead the way!"

Hu Qingpeng led the three of them into the gate of the villa, and happened to meet all the fellow disciples practicing swords in the martial arts practice, but they saw figures flying and sword lights shining everywhere. Feng Zuhui and others walked along the way, watching everyone practice sword skills without any hesitation. The disciples stopped one after another, looked at these strange visitors curiously, commented on them, and discussed them a lot. Feng Zuhui and others were all used to big scenes, and walked into the hall without any tension and restraint.

After receiving the notice, Chen Tianlei had already arrived at the hall to wait. He sat high in the main seat, naturally exuding the majestic and solemn momentum of the head. Chen Qinghua was accompanying him, and the shame on his face was vaguely visible. After Hu Qingpeng reported the identity of the visitor, he retreated aside.

Feng Zuhui and the other three clasped their fists at the same time and said, "Disciples Feng Zuhui, Cao Yuangang, and Tang Lingling pay homage to Uncle Chen!" After bowing a little, he had already performed a ritual.

Chen Tianlei frowned and said, "Wait! Since you call me "Uncle Master", you think you are a disciple of Hengshan. But if you are really a disciple of Hengshan, why don't you pay homage to me at the head of the sect? Haven't your master taught you the rules?"

Feng Zuhui said: "Don't be surprised by Uncle Chen! Our masters are older than you, so it's not too much to call you "Uncle Master"? Although we are disciples of Hengshan Sect, we have not been officially included in the gate wall, so naturally there is no need to pay homage to you with the ritual of the leader. After we officially burn incense and bow to the ancestor, it is not too late to give the grand ceremony to the uncle." He talked freely, obviously he came prepared.

After all, Chen Tianlei is the leader of a sect. He has achieved great cultivation and said unhappily: "What you said is a bit reasonable! Since you think you are disciples of this sect, who do you learn from?"

Feng Zuhui said: "Our master is Song Tiande, one of the top ten famous swords in the capital. Their team arrived later. This was a drafted greeting letter. Please take a look at it by Uncle Chen." As he said that, he took out a post from his arms and handed it to Chen Tianlei.

Chen Tianlei opened the post and glanced at it. His face changed immediately. His eyes were as cold as a blade. The indoor temperature dropped sharply, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that you are descendants of Master Zhou! It is a great joy for your master to return to Hengshan to recognize his ancestors. I should raise my hand to welcome him. But why did he invite Peng Ge and Peng from the Five Elements Sect, Shao Yixiong from the Luoxiao Sword Sect, and Li Huaixin, a Shaolin disciple of Zhuzhou, to worship the mountain together? Is Senior Brother Song Tiande and Song is afraid that I will deny his qualifications as Hengshan disciples? Or does he have other plans?"

Feng Zuhui said: "Peng Ge and others just happened to be on the same journey with my master. Because they have long admired Mr. Chen's name, they want to visit him by the way, but they have no other intentions." While speaking, they secretly used their skills to resist the invisible pressure exerted by Chen Tianlei. In a moment, they sweated like rain and breathed heavily.

Chen Tianlei just wanted to slapped his arrogance, and did not want to leave the words of bullying the small. Seeing this, he slightly stopped and said lightly: "You are a junior, and I don't make things difficult for you. If you have anything, I will ask your master." Feng Zuhui felt relieved and did not dare to put on airs anymore. Because Qin Tianri and Gu Tianxing had something to go down the mountain, Chen Tianlei sent someone to invite Yin Tianyun, Liu Tianyue and the other six disciples to meet the guests.

After a moment, Yin Tianyun and others gathered in the hall. Seeing the head of the sect's expression solemn, they all wondered, could there be any unexpected changes in this sect? Yin Tianyun, who had not appeared for a long time, seemed very impatient, stared at Feng Zuhui and others and asked, "Second Brother, you asked us to come to see these three little ghosts? Isn't this a big deal?" His voice was loud and sonorous, intentionally or unintentionally, and it made the disciples with a slightly shallow skill buzz and their hearts fluctuate.

Yin Tianyun has been practicing magical skills behind closed doors over the years, and he rarely shows his skills in front of everyone. The progress of his skills is little known, so many younger disciples underestimated him. At this time, he was angry and suddenly showed unfathomable strength. Even Chen Tianlei was surprised inexplicably.

Hu Qingpeng was shocked, frightened to death, and almost ran away on the spot. Mo Tianfeng's warning was still fresh in his memory. Once Yin Tianyun practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, the first thing he wanted to kill was him and Mo Tianfeng. Yin Tianyun was full of energy and his eyes were full of divine light, and there was no sign of being possessed by the demons. He couldn't help but complain. Could it be that Yin Tianyun's practice was actually the real Nine Yang Divine Art? Otherwise, why did his skills improve? Hu Qingpeng has been concentrating on martial arts practice for many years and has been in peace with Yin Tianyun, so he didn't pay much attention to Yin Tianyun's practice. Only then did he feel that his life was hanging in a thread and cold sweat rolled down.

Chen Tianlei's eyes shot a strange light, quickly glanced at Yin Tianyun, and asked in confusion: "Stern Junior Brother, have you taken another way when practicing internal skills and seeking risks? I feel that your yang energy is too strong, and there are some signs of yin and yang imbalance. The Zhurong magic skill of this sect emphasizes step by step and breakthrough layer by layer. Don't go astray!"

Yin Tianyun's face changed and she said loudly: "How do you know that the yin and yang of my body are inconsistent? I am very normal now and have never gone astray!" She clenched her fists and looked directly at Chen Tianlei without hesitation, with a hint of nervousness and alertness in her eyes.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding Yin Tianyun's disobedience. With outsiders present, he was actually rude to the head of his sect. Wouldn't it be a joke?

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but wonder, Yin Tianyun was a person who was very scheming and did not show his emotions. Why did he behave so abnormally today? He didn't know how to hide his emotions and even shouted at his senior brother, which was really different from his previous style.

Chen Tianlei was even more confused. This junior brother has always respected him very much, and is humble and respectful. Why does it seem that he suddenly became another person? Although he didn't know the exact reason, based on his experience, Yin Tianyun's change must be related to the abnormal true energy in his body. He took a long breath and said calmly: "Three Junior Brother, please be careful not to be impatient. Let's talk about this later! Do you know whose disciples they three are?"

Yin Tianyun slowly relaxed his tense muscles, looked at Feng Zuhui and others carefully, and sneered: "Hmph, it's just a second-generation ancestor who is just a false example and is sensational! Whoever wants to accept such an apprentice, you don't need to have a reputation for a lifetime!"

Feng Zuhui and others were furious when they heard this, pressed the sword and shouted, "What did you say?" They were descendants of the powerful and powerful in the dynasty, and they thought they were the pride of heaven, but they were deposed as worthless.

Before Chen Tianlei could speak to the point, Yin Tianyun laughed and said, "Just relying on your three-legged cat skills, you dare to move a sword in front of me? You are really overestimating your ability!" As he said, he pointed at Hu Qingpeng, "I bet that you are not even as good as my disciples! Although you wear beautifully than him and the sword you wear is more expensive than him, you are definitely not his opponent in swordsmanship!"

Hu Qingpeng was both surprised and happy when he heard Yin Tianyun's evaluation. What was shocked was that Yin Tianyun saw the depth of his martial arts and could not hide it. What was happy was that he was praised by his master in public, which was the first time in many years!

Feng Zuhui gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to look down on me!" He glanced at Hu Qingpeng with a squinted eye and said disdainfully: "Your apprentice's rustic spirit, what kind of shocking skills can you have? Hu Qingpeng, if you have the guts, come out to duel with me to see who is so powerful!"

Hu Qingpeng was not willing to be outdone and said, "As long as Senior Brother Feng is interested, I will accompany you at any time!"

Chen Tianlei slammed the table and shouted: "No, nobody! Who allowed you to make a fuss? Before the main master arrived, you will fight swords and fight in the hall. What kind of discipline is this?"

As soon as his scolding fell, a young disciple rushed into the living room and reported: "The head master, a group of people came from outside the sect to worship the mountain. They claimed that they were from the capital, and the leader was surnamed Song!"

Chen Tianlei stood up suddenly and murmured: "Senior Brother Song, you are finally here!"

Yin Tianyun and Liu Tianyue looked at each other and asked in confusion: "Where did Senior Brother Song come from? Why haven't we heard of it?"
Chapter completed!