Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Observing the Clouds Terrace.

Stargazing here is also a unique place.

Singing and drinking under the starry sky is also a unique place in the world.

However, at this time, everything is in spring, the mist is lingering, and there are clouds and white clouds all around, as if you are in a fairyland, which also has a different taste.

Not to mention the pleasant fairy music floating in the clouds at this time.

Bai Feifei's piano.

Lin Shiyin's flute.

Yue Buqun's flute.

Wuhen Gongzi's pipa.

The melody created by the four people is as gentle as a small stream on the plain.

Slowly and softly.

Feng Qingyang and the others felt that there was a small river in their hearts, bathing in the sun, carrying warm streams through layers of clouds and mist, and moisturizing the fields of their hearts.

At this moment.

The notes seemed to materialize.

As if they were given life.

They were dancing, rejoicing, and running freely.

This was a primitive, clear, and pure joy.

Feng Qingyang and the others' hearts also transcended.

Even Gui Hai Yidao, who always had a bitter face, showed a hint of joy that he himself did not notice.

Everyone was enjoying this peace of mind.

Feeling the freedom and harmony of giving up love, hatred, and grudges.

The song ended.

People were not awake yet.

Everyone was intoxicated by this faint touch.

"It is a great blessing for Wuhen to play with you."

"It is a great blessing for Wuhen to play with you."

Mr. Wuhen bowed deeply.

At this moment.

He was sure that the rumor was true.

There are really fairy sounds and heavenly sounds here in Huashan.

I am lucky enough to be a part of it, and I have no regrets in this life.

"Buqun is also honored to play with you."

Yue Buqun also admires this versatile talent who is proficient in multiple instruments.

This is their first official meeting.

Delicate.

Elegant.

Unruly.

This is Yue Buqun's evaluation of Master Wuhen.

And Master Wuhen was a little disappointed with Yue Buqun's image at first.

Because compared with many rumors in the martial arts world, Yue Buqun does not seem so extraordinary.

Just thinking of Yue Buqun's earlier terrifying control of the way of music.

He dared not have the slightest contempt.

And at this moment.

He is even more aware of his superficiality.

"Friend Wuhen."

Feng Qingyang asked: "Why did you choose this place as the first stop in Huashan?"

"I have heard that the sea of ​​clouds in Huashan is unique in the world."

"And there are often fairy sounds lingering here, which makes people linger for three days and forget the taste of meat."

Mr. Wuhen then bowed again, and then continued: "After meeting today, I am afraid that I will never meet a confidant like you again in this life."

The words were finished.

He deliberately looked at Bai Feifei and Lin Shiyin.

So beautiful.

Another master of both martial arts and music.

She is the confidante he dreams of.

What a pity.

They all belong to Yue Buqun.

They are destined to be out of his reach.

"There should be wine in this situation."

Feng Buping reminded.

"Come on."

"Try our Huashan wine."

Feng Qingyang generously opened a jar of treasured wine.

As soon as the jar was opened.

Linghu Chong came to life instantly.

Mr. Wuhen was also slightly moved.

With his nose, he could smell that this was at least 20 years old.

And it was a rare treasure aged from top-grade wine.

Sure enough.

The wine did not enter his throat.

The aroma of the wine was already charming.

After the mellow but not spicy feeling of endless aftertaste came.

He suddenly felt that the so-called fine wine he had drunk before was just swill compared to this.

"How is it?"

Feng Buping asked proudly: "My uncle and I always say that the wine in your villa is too bland and not tasty enough. Now I am not lying to you, right?"

"Wuhen is a frog in the well."

Although Master Wuhen was ignorant again.

But he felt indescribably comfortable all over.

Since his martial arts skills were perfected and his status in the martial arts world rose.

He could feel fewer and fewer surprises.

Today's joy is different.

It also made him quite like it.

"The scenery is good, the people are good, and the wine is good."

"Huashan is really a paradise."

Master Wuhen took another sip.

He began to like this place.

Although Wuhen Villa is his masterpiece.

But it is cold, quiet and boring there.

Compared with Huashan, it is really not worth mentioning.

He suddenly understood why Li Xunhuan and Hu Bugui chose to live at the foot of Huashan when there were so many places to hide.

If he lived nearby.

He would definitely find opportunities to play music together.

He would come to discuss martial arts from time to time.

"Just like it."

"Come on, come on, enough wine!"

Feng Qingyang also became generous.

Being treated so comfortably in Wuhen Villa.

Naturally, he would not be stingy.

You and I are in love.

Talking eloquently.

Clinking glasses.

Finally, he forgot everything.

That night.

In Huashan.

Gui Hai Yi Dao looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Although the girl is one or two years younger than him.

But because the girl matures early and Haitang is quite special.

So now at first glance, she looks like a little girl who is slightly taller than Gui Hai Yi Dao.

But these are not the problems.

The problem is that Shangguan Haitang has watched him practice the sword for two hours.

They are just like thisOne practiced swordplay.

The other stared blankly.

They had a tacit understanding.

Finally.

Gui Hai Yi Dao put away his sword.

And Shangguan Hai Tang also stepped forward.

"Are you the son of Gui Hai Bai Lian?"

Shangguan Hai Tang looked at Gui Hai Yi Dao curiously.

"So what?"

Gui Hai Yi Dao was very rude and retorted. []

Because of the change of fate.

Gui Hai Yi Dao's thinking did not reach a dead end.

Therefore, Shangguan Hai Tang has not yet become his white moonlight.

"The Divine Marquis wanted to recruit you at the beginning."

Shangguan Hai Tang said with regret.

"What do you mean?"

Gui Hai Yi Dao was alert.

"The Divine Marquis said that you are a natural sword master."

"As long as you are given a chance, you will definitely soar to the sky."

Shangguan Haitang recalled and spoke.

Although she is following Master Wuhen now.

But in her memory.

Zhu Wushi is the true meaning of life.

"Thank you."

Gui Hai Yidao really didn't know how to respond.

"There is no sword tradition in Huashan."

"Are you wronged?"

Shangguan Haitang began to ask tentatively.

"Who said there is no sword tradition in Huashan?"

Gui Hai Yidao sneered: "Master's swordsmanship, looking at the whole world, I am afraid that only my father and Bai Xiaolou can barely match it."

If it was half a year ago.

Gui Hai Yidao would never brag like this.

But after Yue Buqun taught him the Seven Sun-Slashing Styles, he realized how terrible the sword tradition of Yue Buqun and Huashan was.

"Impossible?"

Shangguan Haitang was suspicious.

Gui Haiyidao turned around and left.

Shangguan Haitang was a guest, he couldn't get angry.

Since he couldn't, he didn't bother to pay attention.

"Don't leave..."

Shangguan Haitang realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly caught up.

She held Gui Haiyidao's hand and said, "I didn't mean it just now. I apologize to you."

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"Oh."

Gui Haiyidao was embarrassed.

This was the first time a woman other than his mother held his hand.

In Huashan.

Even if it was a little naughty like Yue Lingshan.

Even if it was the eccentric Qu Feiyan.

Or the extremely kind Yi Lin.

They would not get too close to him if possible.

Because he was sweaty and smelly every day, which made people disgusted.

Moreover, because he always had a cold face with a deep hatred, which was very scary.

"You..."

Shangguan Haitang asked: "Can you tell me about Huashan's swordsmanship?"

Then she added: "In my memory, Huashan's swordsmanship is not as famous as Huashan's fingering."

"That..."

"It seems not possible."

Although Yue Buqun did not explicitly ask for confidentiality.

But Gui Hai Yi Dao chose to refuse Yue Buqun's secretive attitude about the origin of some of his moves.

"Then I'll try another way."

Shangguan Haitang asked, "Is Huashan's swordsmanship stronger or weaker than Bai Tianyu's?"

Gui Hai Yi Dao confidently replied, "Give me ten years. If Bai Tianyu has not improved, he will definitely lose."

"No way?"

Shangguan Haitang took a deep breath.

Who is Bai Tianyu?

The second Shangguan Jinhong.

Currently, the pace of the Divine Sword Hall's southward march is very steady.

Almost step by step.

Let the heroes of the Central Plains do nothing.

This kind of peerless hero who challenges half of the Central Plains martial arts world by himself.

To some extent, he can be said to be invincible.

And who is Gui Hai Yi Dao?

How can he boast like that?

However.

Gui Hai Yi Dao's master is Yue Buqun.

An incredible number one person in the world.

This made Shangguan Haitang dare not deny it completely.

For a moment.

The atmosphere became stiff.

Gui Hai Yi Dao and Shangguan Haitang just looked at each other.

No one spoke.

But no one left.

The atmosphere was weird, but there was a special tacit understanding. .