Outside of the Fine Cloud Brothel, a violent storm suddenly blew in the originally azure sky.
The storm was mixed with the ice and snow on the ground, and from time to time, it would let out a whistling sound.
The storm raged on the land.
"Phew, so cold. Why did the wind suddenly blow out of nowhere?”
"Yes, hurry up and drink a few pots of old wine to warm your body.”
"Eh? This commotion. That's not right. Look at the room where Mr. Jiang Fan is.”
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Jiang Fan's room was constantly emitting a white light. The light was holy and dazzling.
Suddenly, a strong pressure came from Jiang Fan's room. Everyone couldn't help but prostrate on the ground.
"This, this pressure, and that holy white light…"
Someone seemed to have thought of something.
"Heaven, Celestial Realm!"
A shocked shout came from the crowd.
Although they were suppressed by this intense pressure and could not move, they could still barely speak.
Finally, after a while, the pressure slowly dissipated, and the people who were prostrating on the ground slowly stood up. However, their faces were still filled with shock.
"Never would I have thought that this Mr. Jiang, who had just stepped into the half-step Celestial Realm not long ago, would have already reached the Celestial Realm.”
"Mr. Jiang's cultivation speed is still as monstrous as ever!”
Looking at Jiang Fan, who had already stepped into the Celestial Realm, everyone was also filled with admiration.
After all, no one in the entire martial arts world could match his speed.
At this moment, Yue Buqun, who had already returned to the Huashan Sect, hurriedly brought his eldest disciple, Ling Huchong, to the back of the mountain to reflect on his past.
"Master, why did we come to the Reflection Cliff at the back of the mountain this time?”
Linghu Chong was confused and asked.
"Chong-er, the reason we're here is to find our lost sword art.”
Yue Buqun explained.
"I see."
Although Linghu Chong still had doubts, he didn't say anything.
Soon, they found the many sword manuals that the Huashan Sect had lost on the wall of the Reflection Horizon at the back of the mountain.
Yue Buqun hurriedly recorded them down.
Just as they were hurriedly taking notes, an old voice suddenly sounded.
"Who is making a ruckus here?"
A white-bearded old man quietly arrived in front of the two of them.
When he saw the white-bearded old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yue Buqun instantly thought of the old senior Feng Qingyang that Jiang Fan had mentioned before.
Therefore, he asked carefully.
Are you Senior Feng Qingyang?"
"What is it?"
Feng Qingyang didn't deny it. Instead, he asked.
Yue Buqun saw that the old senior in front of him did not deny it and quickly pulled Ling Huchong to kneel down.
"Senior, please save my Huashan Sect from danger.”
Yue Buqun's face was filled with sorrow.
"Oh? What happened?"
No matter what, Feng Qingyang was still a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Now that the Huashan Sect was in trouble, he would definitely not sit idly by.
"Senior doesn't know, but I'm the current Sect Leader of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun. Our Huashan Sect is now in a life-and-death situation. Zuo Lengchan has already planned to annex our Huashan Sect and the other major sects.”
When Yue Buqun said this, there was a feeling of heartache and powerlessness.
"Then how did you know I was here?”
Feng Qingyang was not in a hurry to agree. Instead, he asked Yue Buqun how he knew that he was in the Cliff of Reflection.
He was also very curious. No one knew that he was living in seclusion here, but this Yue Buqun was able to find him accurately.
"I don't dare to hide this from Senior. This matter was told to me by a fortune-teller called Jiang Fan.”
Yue Buqun didn't dare to hide it and told the whole story.
"I overheard my daughter's conversation earlier and learned that this Mister Jiang Fan is an extraordinary person with extraordinary abilities.”
"After that, I decided to pay a visit to this Mister Jiang Fan. I hope that through his help, my Huashan Sect will be able to smoothly overcome these few crises.”
"As expected, this Mister Jiang Fan is really capable. He told me to go to the back of the mountain to look for the many lost Huashan Sword Techniques.”
"In addition, he also asked me to invite you out of the mountain to temporarily deal with the current crisis. In the end, he even asked my eldest disciple, Linghu Chong, to learn from you.”
"Humph! But what if I don't make a move?"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly.
"Senior, please save my Huashan Sect from the fire and water.”
"If it doesn't work, the two of us will kneel here forever.”
Yue Buqun had no choice. If Huashan Sect wanted to not fall into the enemy's hands, he had to do something.
"Threaten me? Then the two of you can continue kneeling here.”
After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Time slowly passed, and the two of them were still standing there, unable to get up. Their knees were slowly bleeding.
"Is my Huashan Sect really going to be destroyed by me?”
Yue Buqun was somewhat despairing at this time. It seemed that this Feng Qingyang would not easily come out of the mountain for a while.
However, he remembered what Jiang Fan had said before. Logically speaking, with Mister Jiang Fan's divination skills, he shouldn't be wrong. Why did things turn out like this?
Just as Yue Buqun was disheartened, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Forget it, I'm old and my heart has softened. I'll accompany you out of the mountain.”
At this moment, Feng Qingyang appeared behind the two of them and said indifferently.
"In addition, go back and arrange a place for me to stay.”
"As for this kid, I can see that he has a very good foundation. I'll teach him here.”
"Yes, this Yue will go back and arrange a place for Old Mister.”
Yue Buqun was delighted, it seemed like Mister Jiang Fan's words really came true.
This ability was truly admirable.
So Yue Buqun gladly bid farewell to Feng Qingyang and left the Cliff of Reflection.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was also quite interested in Jiang Fan. How could a martial arts practitioner who never left his house expect him to help?
And he even knew where he was hiding?
Feng Qingyang had decided in his heart that after this matter was settled, he would teach Linghu Chong sword techniques and then go to the Northern Liang to understand Jiang Fan's abilities.
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