Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, seven years have passed.
In the past seven years, a lot has happened to the Huashan Sect.
First of all, in terms of population, the only remaining eight elders of the Huashan Sect have passed away one after another over the years, and they don't know how many funerals have been held.
It was really the Jade Girl Peak sword fighting that year, the damage was too great, the eight elders had more or less hidden injuries, and their lifespan was greatly damaged.
As for Ning Qingyu, who is the head and father-in-law, he still insists on breathing and can preside over the overall situation. However, over the years, he has been looking for Yue Buqun often to talk about his youth and chatter.
Yue Buqun was not disgusted, he knew that this old man, who had experienced the head of the Huashan Sect from prosperity to decline, had already reached the end of his life, but because he had not yet seen his grandson be born, he couldn't swallow it in one breath, so he was still insisting on living.
Time makes people grow old, and time is always ruthless.
The autumn wind is bleak, the fallen leaves are colorful, the huge Huashan Mountain, the huge Chongxiao Hall, this year, except for the leader Ning Qingyu, and Yue Buqun and his wife, there are only a few lonely old servants left, which looks very desolate.
As for the affairs of the sect, there has been a certain degree of improvement. Over the years, thanks to the favor of transferring the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance to the Songshan Sect, at the beginning, the Songshan Sect often sent some daily necessities. And, without stimulating the Huashan faction, it also provided some help within its ability.
In a sense, these behaviors did help the Huashan Sect tide over the difficulties to a certain extent.
However, as time went by, the Songshan Sect felt that the favor was almost gone, so they gradually stopped assisting, coupled with the subsequent closure of the Huashan Sect and no longer communicated with the outside world.
But Yue Buqun, who is familiar with the plot, knows that in a few years, this Songshan faction may start plotting against the Huashan faction. Now it's just because the favor of transferring the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance is too great, and the fellow practitioners in the rivers and lakes are watching, so the Songshan Sect can't act yet, otherwise it will be easy to give people a handle, which is not conducive to the planning of unifying the Five Mountains Sword Sect in the future.
You still have to wait for the popularity of the incident to subside in a few years before you don't need to do these face-saving jobs.
On the other side, after thinking about the cliff, Yue Buqun had already operated the true qi for thirty-six weeks, meditating and collecting work. I saw him slowly open his eyes, exhale a breath of turbid air, and said secretly: "Hurry up, hurry up, I finally cultivated "Zixia Secret Book" to the level of the second entry, and I can barely gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes."
As for the true qi produced by the original cultivation of "Bao Yuan Jin" in his body, it had already been assimilated when the first major achievement of "Zixia Secret Book" was already assimilated, and all of it was transformed into Zixia true qi, and there would be a faint purple color when it was used.
"It's just that if you want to take charge of the Huashan Sect, this cultivation is still not enough, and you have to achieve at least the second major achievement." Yue Buqun continued to think.
In the original work, when Lao Yue appeared, "Zixia Secret Book" was probably cultivated to the third level of entry, but now it is still a big realm.
"Senior brother, senior brother!" Outside the cave, there was a burst of small footsteps, and Ning Zhongze's gentle shout came.
Today is the day when Yue Buqun's retreat ends, and even though Ning Zhong is busy with affairs, he also makes time to pick him up.
Over the years, Yue Buqun has been practicing hard, not daring to slack off at all, and often thinks about the cliff retreat at every turn, so that in addition to practicing the "Secret Book of Zixia", he has almost mastered the Huashan Sword Move.
"My wife is by my side, I miss it every day, this feeling of being cared for is so good!" Yue Buqun smiled, packed up his things skillfully, and walked out of the cave.
The two of them were extremely happy to meet, and they couldn't help but hug each other for a while, on the top of the cliff, they said love words of longing to each other, and after that, they held each other's hands tightly, and the couple was deeply affectionate, taking brisk small steps, and slowly descending the mountain.
The inner hall of the Huashan Sect, which used to be the wedding room of the two, has now been converted into a bedroom.
Yue Buqun dealt with the backlog of affairs of the sect for a while, and he had no concept of time, and when he raised his head, the sky was already a little dark. So, the two of them hurriedly had dinner, and after that, they looked at each other invariably, and it seemed that they both saw some different expectations on each other's faces.
Xiao Biesheng is newly married, even if he is a martial artist, he is no exception.
Close the door and turn off the lights, and the rest of the content is not humane.
Outside the house, tonight is a sunny day, the moon and stars are sparse, and it coincides with the fifteenth day of the month, the moon in the sky is particularly bright, illuminating the buildings and vegetation on the ground clearly. In the distance, in the deep mountains, there seemed to be a vague wolf howling sound one after another.
The wolf howls at the moon, and the Taoist scriptures say that such a day belongs to the heaviest yin energy of the year.
Yue Buqun, who was struggling, suddenly felt a burst of disorder in his body, without warning, when it was the most yin, it produced the most yang, a trace of yang sharpness, but it was not refined and transformed into qi, but escaped.
Yue Buqun was shocked, sure enough, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and if nothing else, he will have children.
Sure enough, after this night, in less than a month, Ning Zhong began to become drowsy frequently, had no appetite for eating, and wanted to retch at every turn.
It was Ning Qingyu who was the first to see the signs, and the old bones who were about to step into the coffin were as happy as a child, and they hurriedly invited the doctor.
Now, the Huashan Sect, which has been silent for a long time, has finally added a sense of joy, even though Yue Buqun has already known the script in advance, but under the infection of this situation, he is also very happy.
After that, Yue Buqun went down the mountain to buy a few maidservants, and invited a few nimble old mothers to serve Ning Zhongze in all aspects.
Pregnant in October, once the melon ripened and the stem fell, Ning Zhong gave birth to a baby girl.
Yue Buqun naturally named his daughter Yue Lingshan.
When Ning Qingyu first knew that she was a granddaughter, she was a little disappointed for a quarter of an hour, but after all, the flaws are not hidden, isn't she also a daughter? There are successors to the Huashan Sect, what else is there to worry about.
That night, Ning Qingyu was in a good mood and drank a pot of wine, but Yue Buqun couldn't persuade him from the side.
Finally, one afternoon three days later, Ning Qingyu put on clean clothes, lay on the recliner and fell asleep, and never woke up again.
The Huashan Sect, after all, only Yue Buqun was left to support the overall situation alone, and the inheritance of hundreds of years seemed to be in jeopardy.