Chapter 292: The Sword Sect Rises Again
Feng Qingyang heard and saw the thunder and lightning on Yuntai Peak, and knew that Yue Buqun and his wife had just returned from Woyun Temple. It was obvious that Master Yuan Hua had returned.

If he hadn't seen Linghu Chong before, he would have dared to show up.
In fact, Feng Qingyang already felt a little regretful. Ever since Yue Buqun made such a big deal as soon as he came back, and even completely disregarded his own and Huashan Sect's reputation, he knew that things were not as simple as he imagined.

But who made him secretly meet Linghu Chong out of spite? As a result, he found that they got along unexpectedly and couldn't help but pass the Dugu Nine Swords to the other party. When he came to his senses, it was too late.

"What on earth was the reason that made Yue Buqun do this?" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He could say that Yue Buqun was pedantic, that he was a villain and a hypocrite, but he could not say that he was an unqualified leader of the Huashan Sect.

If the leader is a gentleman, it will be a disaster for the sect.

Moreover, Feng Qingyang knew exactly what Huashan was like at the time. It could not be described as a situation with internal and external troubles. It could only be said to be a matter of life and death.

The current situation can be maintained thanks to Yue Buqun's cruel heart and ruthlessness.

Even so, it consumed Yue Buqun's countless energy and a lot of time. Feng Qingyang saw all of this, otherwise he would not have stayed in Huashan Sect all this time. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty when comparing the two.

Therefore, it must be no small matter that could make Yue Buqun disregard the reputation of a gentleman and the face of Huashan that he had worked hard to maintain for so many years.

The problem is that Feng Qingyang doesn't know what went wrong. It is obviously a good thing that Linghu Chong learned the Dugu Nine Swords.

Yue Buqun was more resolute and decisive than Feng Qingyang had imagined. He ordered people to erect a stone tablet of the Sword Sect on the West Peak overnight, designating this place as the Sword Sect's territory.

Seeing the stone tablet, Feng Qingyang was overwhelmed with emotions and couldn't help thinking that maybe this wasn't a bad thing. At least the Sword Sect didn't disappear, and Linghu Chong was really to his liking. It seemed like a good idea to have him inherit his legacy.

Facing the stone tablet with the words "Sword Sect" engraved on it, Yue Buqun felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it. Fortunately, there were only two people in the Sword Sect, one of whom obviously would not survive him, and the other was once his disciple. Although there were some hidden dangers, it was not a big problem.

Compared with this hidden danger, with Feng Qingyang, the top master of the previous generation, sitting in charge of Huashan, and Linghu Chong, the future second generation of Feng Qingyang, as Huashan's top fighter, as long as a leader with the ability to maintain the status quo can be trained, although Huashan may not be able to regain the position of the leader of the Five Mountains, it should have no problem recovering most of its vitality.

But what Yue Buqun did not expect was that not long after he made the announcement, three remnants of the Sword Sect came to him.

Cheng Buyou, Feng Buping, and Cong Buqi, these three people, like Yue Buqun, could not forget the sword energy dispute of the past. So when they heard that Feng Qingyang, the number one master of the Sword Sect, was still there, and had re-established the Sword Sect in Huashan, and had passed down the Dugu Nine Swords, they could not sit still and rushed over immediately.

As soon as these three arrived at Huashan, they wanted to force Yue Buqun to abdicate and give the position of the leader to Feng Qingyang. This scared Feng Qingyang so much that he could hear the sound of iron chains in his ears, so he didn't dare to let them fight, but showed up and took them away.

No matter how you look at it, the Sword Sect is now worthy of its name. Its overall strength is stronger than that of the Qi Sect. Not only does it have the top master of the previous generation, but it also has the potential of Linghu Chong, not to mention the three veteran first-class masters Cheng Buyou, Feng Buping, and Cong Buqi.

This put Yue Buqun in a passive position, and he didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong, so he specially called his junior sister to come to Woyun Temple again.

"I'm not a fortune teller. If I didn't dislike those two people, do you think I would remind you again and again?" Yan Xu is easy to talk to, but it doesn't mean he will agree to every request. He said with a sneer.

"Master, calm down. The Huashan Sect's Sword Sect and Qi Sect are in conflict again. If they fight, it will disturb you." Yue Buqun explained hurriedly. Yan Xu thought so too. He still needed the Huashan Sect to stand in front, so he thought about it and said.

"Your Huashan Sect has already encountered a disaster, and is also involved in many major events in the martial arts world, so the confrontation between sword energy may not be a bad thing." After Yan Xu said a few words, he sent Yue Buqun away. He thought about it all the way and felt that every word of the immortal was true, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

The sudden appearance of Feng Qingyang from Huashan Sect would definitely make Zuo Lengchan wary and take aim at him, but if the sword energy were to oppose him again, the other side would choose to sit back and watch Huashan’s internal strife.

Because once he takes action, the two Huashan Sword and Qi sects will unite to face the outside world and complete internal integration.

The problem is that the Huashan Sect cannot fight at all now, because there is a god watching from above. Yue Buqun knows it, and Feng Qingyang knows it too. So with the two of them suppressing them, the Huashan Sect seems to have started a sword energy dispute again, but there is no crisis of internal strife.

However, there is no crisis, but the competition is quite fierce.

“I’m already this old and I still accepted a disciple. All you do is practice swordsmanship all day long. What can you leave for Huashan after you die?” Feng Qingyang picked up the green bamboo stick he got from Yue Buqun and beat Sanbu with it. Linghu Chong, who was standing aside, grimaced and felt phantom pain all over his body.

After this beating, San Bu Chu had lost all his temper.

In terms of seniority, Feng Qingyang is the tallest person in Huashan today. In terms of cultivation, he is one of the top masters in the world. In terms of swordsmanship, he is the one who is the master of swordsmanship.

No matter how powerful Sanbu is, he can only lie coiled in front of Feng Qingyang.

But what Uncle Feng said was right. His disciple was indeed powerful and had mastered the true art of Dugu Nine Swords. If the three of them did not use their internal strength to bully others, they would not be his match.

He just needs to accumulate more experience and he will be the next Huashan Sword God. If not him, who will take the position of Huashan's leader?

But we can't let the three of them run errands for the master for everything when the time comes, so it is indeed necessary to recruit some disciples, at least to strengthen the sect's influence.

Because the Sword Sect was rebuilt and Feng Qingyang, an old Sword Sect elder, was around, the pressure on Sanbu was not as great and he was not as extreme, so he naturally considered the issue of taking in disciples.

The Sword Sect's disciples grow fast. If they accept more disciples, they will have more strength in numbers, and maybe Junior Brother Linghu Chong will become the head of Huashan even faster.

"Uncle-master is right. The three of us will go down the mountain now to find a dozen disciples with excellent aptitudes to strengthen the power of our Sword Sect." Feng Buping said hurriedly with a bow.

"Brother is right. Let's go down the mountain and accept disciples right away." Cheng Buyou touched the red marks on his face and said hurriedly.

"My two senior brothers are right. Let's go now." Cong Buqi had the worst martial arts skills and was beaten the worst. He covered his face with his hands and said impatiently.

"I get annoyed when I see you. Get out of here right now." Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. God knew how afraid he was that these three troublesome guys would fight with Yue Buqun and then be struck to death by lightning on the spot, so he had to keep an eye on them the whole day, and he was so worried that he lost a lot of hair.

(End of this chapter)