Chapter 295 Discussing the Dao!

After three rounds of drinking.

Linghu Chong got excited and picked up a wooden stick to dance with the sword to liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Chen naturally did not forget the purpose of his visit, so he also picked up a wooden stick and planned to have a sword fight with Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong knew that the person in front of him was in the innate realm, but he felt that he was not much inferior in swordsmanship.

Indeed.

Linghu Chong was a genius in swordsmanship.

In the original book, when his internal strength was completely lost, he could blind the eyes of more than ten masters with the exquisite sword tactics of Dugu Jiujian alone.

However.

Today, Linghu Chong finally understood what it meant that there are always people better than you.

The swordsmanship chapter of Shenlong Wudian that Lin Chen learned was the best.

This swordsmanship was secretly passed down by the royal family of the previous dynasty. The moves were exquisite and the swordsmanship was extremely sharp. Looking around the martial arts world today, it is also a top martial art.

Although the Huashan swordsmanship that Linghu Chong learned was a first-class swordsmanship, it was far inferior to it.

Amid the chaos of swords, Linghu Chong's face was solemn.

He didn't expect that the swordsmanship displayed by the person in front of him was so natural.

It was neither fast nor slow, but seemed to be completely random, yet leisurely, suppressing him to the point of difficulty!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Linghu Chong was shocked.

Not only Linghu Chong, but also an old guy who was secretly peeping was amazed.

In the eyes of a sword master like him, Lin Chen's moves were already in the realm of perfection!

As the saying goes, great sounds are silent, and great things are invisible.

There is also such a concept in the Dugu Nine Swords that Feng Qingyang learned.

The swordsmanship in the world is always the same.

"This young man is only in his twenties, and his cultivation is really shocking!"

What shocked Feng Qingyang even more was the martial arts cultivation he sensed from Lin Chen.

Innate mid-stage!

The breath is rich, calm and restrained, and it doesn't look like a flower stand made of natural materials and treasures.

"Such a genius, even if you look at it five hundred years ago, it is rare in the world."

Feng Qingyang thought of something and sighed with regret, "If you were born fifty years earlier, you might have a chance to reach a realm above the innate."

Feng Qingyang looked melancholy. The most painful thing in the world is that you have touched a certain realm but cannot see through it.

Just as he sighed, he accidentally leaked half of his aura.

And this half of aura was keenly noticed by Lin Chen, who had all six senses.

He originally intended to use the opportunity of fine wine and delicious food and sword fighting to lure out the old guy Feng Qingyang.

Immediately!

Lin Chen slapped Linghu Chong's stick away, then stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Why does a master like you hide your head and show your tail?"

"Huh? Senior?!"

Linghu Chong was stunned when he heard what Lin Chen said.

Feng Qingyang in the dark didn't intend to hide it after hearing this.

He was also very interested in Lin Chen, a junior.

Swish!

Feng Qingyang appeared in the cave like a ghost.

Linghu Chong's eyes widened, as if he saw a ghost.

You have to know that there is a bottomless abyss under this cliff, and there is only so much room for movement on this cliff.

Where did this white-haired old man in white clothes come from?

Is it a ghost?

Feng Qingyang looked at the appearance of this Huashan junior and slapped him on the head in annoyance.

"Now this Huashan disciple is as useless as your master!"

"Master?"

Linghu Chong's mind flashed Yue Buqun's face.

After hearing what the other party said, he felt indignant.

"I don't know why the senior is in my Huashan territory?"

Feng Qingyang saw Linghu Chong treating him as an outsider, and he couldn't help but blew his beard and glared: "What do you mean I'm in Huashan territory? In terms of status, you kid still have to call me master!"

"Master?"

Linghu Chong was doubting his life, while Lin Chen bowed slightly to Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang also bowed to Lin Chen as a peer.

Lin Chen pretended to be surprised and said: "I didn't expect that Huashan Sect has such a master as the senior."

Feng Qingyang heard the words, his face became impatient: "Don't mention it, don't mention it!"

Speaking of this, he was full of anger.

The internal fight in Huashan decades ago.

Feng Qingyang, as the bottom of the sword sect, was transferred away by the Qi sect.

When he came back, Huashan had settled everything and its strength was greatly reduced.

He was so angry that he lived in seclusion in Huashan and no longer asked about mundane matters.

Lin Chen nodded thoughtfully.

As for Linghu Chong, his mind was in a mess.

After all, in his opinion, the white-haired old man in front of him might be more powerful than his master.

Seeing Lin Chen treating him with respect as a junior, he was even more shocked.

"Don't be surprised."

Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine and waved his hand without any attitude of a master.

For Feng Qingyang, he had watched Linghu Chong grow up.

After all, he was the one who came to the Cliff of Repentance the most in the past ten years.

Because of this, Feng Qingyang undoubtedly admired Linghu Chong.

Otherwise, in the original book, it would be impossible to teach him the Dugu Nine Swords just because of their friendship over drinking.

As for Lin Chen.

Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Chen with the eyes of a monster.

"You kid, have you been practicing since your mother's womb?"

Feng Qingyang muttered, then shook his head.

It seemed that he thought it was impossible to practice in the mother's womb.

Lin Chen laughed: "Could this senior be the famous Huashan Swordsman, Feng Qingyang, who was famous in the martial arts world decades ago?"

"You know my name?" Feng Qingyang was surprised.

After all, it had been many years since the battle on the top of Mount Hua.

"I once saw the records about the senior by chance." Lin Chen said modestly.

"It's all old times."

After Feng Qingyang was shocked, he saw through the dullness of the world.

Just like that,

one big and two small, they started chatting in this cave.

From the trivia of the rivers and lakes to the practice of swordsmanship.

Lin Chen was still able to follow Feng Qingyang's thoughts and answer them completely.

As for Linghu Chong, he could still keep up at the beginning, but later he scratched his head and thought hard, and finally could only reluctantly write them down.

Linghu Chong understood that writing down these essentials would be of great use to his swordsmanship in the future.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was interested in giving Linghu Chong some advice, Lin Chen was also willing to cooperate.

And for him, discussing the Dao with a master like Feng Qingyang would also help improve his understanding.

After all this.

Lin Chen gained a lot, and Linghu Chong's brain was overloaded.

Feng Qingyang was still not satisfied.

He had lived in seclusion here for many years. Today, he finally found two young people who suited his taste. Once he started talking, it was hard to stop.

Linghu Chong looked at the empty wine jar and said dizzily: "No more wine?"

Feng Qingyang picked up Linghu Chong and said to Lin Chen: "Lin boy, how about drinking in another place?"

"I dare not refuse the invitation of the senior?"

Feng Qingyang laughed and jumped to the cliff behind the cliff of repentance with his Qinggong.

This scene scared Linghu Chong so much that his eyes widened.

Lin Chen followed closely.

For an innate master, flying in the air is not a difficult task.

After passing through the endless cliffs and the lingering clouds and mist.

But I saw a different world in front of me!

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