Chapter 177: Driving Bees and Seeking the Wind
Chapter 177: Driving Bees and Seeking the Wind
Huashan Zhengqi Hall, back garden.
The cold light flashed, and the sword wind swept across, causing ripples in the spring water in the pond.
As spring comes, a few wild flowers by the pond bloom towards the sun. They look delicate but are full of vitality.
The two flower thieves landed in the stamens and slowly collected pollen, but were disturbed by the strong wind that blew across the pond from time to time.
Finally, they could no longer endure it. The two bees flapped their wings in anger, buzzing non-stop, flying up and down in the air, looking everywhere for the culprit.
"The green pines welcome guests!"
"Gubbersensen!"
"Golden geese across the sky!"
The man in green shirt thrust out with his cold blade, one sword faster than the other. Gradually, only afterimages were left. It seemed powerful, but it had lost its order.
It is well known that Huashan swordsmanship is famous for its strangeness and danger.
However, those who are recognized as having made great achievements in practicing Huashan swordsmanship, whether it is Ning Qingyu of the previous generation or the current Sect Leader Yue, all present themselves as steady gentlemen to the outside world. This is not entirely a pretense, there are reasons for it.
Just like the Thousand-foot Cloud Plank Road on Mount Huashan, it is extremely dangerous. If you carry a heavy load over it, you can only keep your mind calm so that you can keep your feet steady.
The same is true for Huashan swordsmanship, which is extremely strange and dangerous, and requires a calm mind to control it.
If your mind is disturbed, your swordsmanship will be disturbed.
If your sword skills are messed up, you can't kill the enemy, you can only hurt yourself.
Yue Buqun's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was terrifying, and when he danced with his sword, there was no longer the graceful and smooth manner, but instead a silent hysteria.
His mind was completely disturbed.
The "stone bridge" built by the Huazhen Pill, after all, did not live to see the day when the false became true, and it collapsed with a loud bang, shattered so completely that not even a glimmer of hope was left for him.
"Buzz!"
The two bees in the air flew over.
Yue Buqun also noticed it, and listening to the buzzing sound, he felt even more irritated.
He put away the Zixia magic skill. If he had to use his internal force to deal with these two little creatures, it would be an insult to Huashan swordsmanship.
"kill!"
Yue Buqun used the move 'Meeting Friends with Poetry and Sword', but incredibly, he missed.
"how is this possible?"
"Stab a fly with a sword. I can do that when I'm twenty-eight."
"Damn it! What went wrong?"
Yue Buqun roared and swung his sword, hacking and slashing recklessly. The flowers, plants and trees by the pond were all destroyed. The two little bees had long disappeared, perhaps they had been torn to pieces by Zixia's magic.
Yue Buqun won.
But he didn't feel like a winner.
The sword missed its target. The two bees seemed to be buzzing in his ears forever. The buzzing sound gradually turned into a mocking sound, which slowly came like a tide and was about to drown him.
The laughter that sounded was very familiar. Although it was sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, and had different tones and intonations, Yue Buqun could be sure that it was the laughter of one person.
Because Yue Buqun was too familiar with it, too familiar with it, this was his own laughter.
"Brother, please don't let it get to your head."
Ning Zhongze was walking over from the other end of the corridor and saw Yue Buqun standing by the pool, laughing crazily, with his sword dropped at his feet. The courtyard, which was originally decorated as elegantly as a Jiangnan garden, was now in a mess with broken trees and withered flowers.
She shouted as she walked.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yue Buqun turned around suddenly and stared at Ning Zhongze who was walking towards him quickly. There was a red glow in his eyes, as if he was looking at an enemy with only boundless indifference.
Ning Zhongze was shocked, this was a sign of going crazy.
She leaped out and came behind Yue Buqun, slowly channeling her internal energy into him.
After a moment, the red light in Yue Buqun's eyes dissipated, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.
Ning Zhongze withdrew his palm, not even wiping the sweat off his forehead, and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"
Yue Buqun's face was haggard, his temples were gray, and he seemed to have aged more than ten years. He looked at Ning Zhongze and smiled bitterly, "Nothing? How can I be okay? I have been falling from the Xiantian realm, and now my inner strength realm is only the middle stage of the acquired realm. Even you, Junior Sister, are far inferior to me. I... I can't even sting two bees with my sword... I am ashamed of my master and the ancestors of the Huashan Sect."
Ning Zhongze suppressed his grief and said with a smile, "As long as the mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. God will always find a way out. There will be a solution in the end. Even if Senior Brother's inner strength cannot be restored, that's fine. We will close the mountain for another ten years, not worry about worldly affairs, and focus on teaching young disciples. With Chong'er and Shan'er, we can still glorify Huashan."
Yue Buqun was disheartened at this moment, and no matter what Ning Zhongze said, he could not let it go. He picked up the long sword that had fallen to the ground, gently wiped the dust off the cold blade, and with a "swish" sound, sheathed the sword.
He sighed, smiled wryly, and walked forward.
For an extremely ambitious person, completely destroying his capital to realize his ambitions is undoubtedly more painful than killing him.
Ning Zhongze hurriedly asked, "Brother, where are you going?"
Yue Buqun said without even turning his head: "I'm going to take a walk in the mountains. It's too stuffy here."
Ning Zhongze followed and said, "I'll go with you."
Yue Buqun stopped, looked back at Ning Zhongze's haggard face, and said with a wry smile: "I'm fine, don't worry, Junior Sister. No matter what, I have to stay alive. I won't commit suicide, otherwise Zuo Lengchan will laugh his teeth off."
Ning Zhongze heard this, stood where he was, and watched Yue Buqun's departing back.
No matter how worried she was, it was not easy for her to catch up with him. There were some obstacles that her senior brother had to overcome on his own.
……
Amid the vast mountains, a swordsman in green robes walked on a winding mountain path.
The most famous peaks on Mount Huashan are the Jade Maiden Peak, the Lotus Peak and the Cangsong Peak, but there are hundreds of less famous peaks that are just as steep and majestic as the three main peaks.
As the sun rose and set, the swordsman in green climbed up one peak after another and then came down again.
It was connected for half a month, as if it was looking for something.
A mountain stream flows slowly by.
The mountains were full of spring. Several long-billed magpies were searching for small fish and shrimps in the cracks of rocks by the stream. When they heard footsteps approaching, the leader weighed the situation, chirped softly, and then flapped their wings and flew high.
Yue Buqun had been traveling through the mountains and forests these days, specifically looking for places where few people had been. He was now dishevelled and his clothes were tattered, but when he no longer insisted on maintaining the dignity and majesty of the "Gentleman Sword", his spirit and energy improved a lot.
After drinking a few sips of stream water, Yue Buqun sat beside the stream, listening to the sound of water hitting the rocks.
"Has that Master Feng already left Huashan?"
"Or does he not want to see me at all?"
"That's right, I am Ning Qingyu's disciple. The Qi Sect plotted against the Sword Sect so cruelly back then."
"Even if I come to ask him to return to Huashan Sect now, I'm afraid it may not be helpful. No wonder he is hiding."
Yue Buqun sneered, picked up his sword, and stood up. He was about to go back to Yunv Peak directly, but after taking a few steps, he found a black stone peak in front of him.
The black rock peak is bare, without any grass or trees, and it is said that no birds will land there.
"Thinking over the cliff?"
"I haven't looked for it anywhere."
In the syllabus, this is a transition chapter and it is not intentionally empty.
(End of this chapter)