Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another decade has come.

Looking at Yue Buqun and the newly-launched tomb beside Ning Zhongze’s tomb, Yue Fangxing looked neither sad nor happy. In the past ten years, although the Huashan School became more and more powerful, the characters of his generation inevitably continued to wither. Not only Liang Fa and Lin Pingzhi died of illness, but even Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan passed away last year and the previous year. At this time, the newly-launched tomb in front of Yue Fangxing had just buried a person with great relations with him - his wife, Qu Feiyan, who has been with him for more than 60 years.

"Dad, Lord Dragon Island and Lord Mu Island sent another invitation, asking Dad to go to Xiake Island and his party. I don't know how to reply?" After a while, Yue Chengan came behind him and asked. In the past ten years, Lord Dragon Island and Lord Mu Island had invited him many times, but Yue Fangxing was very determined and ignored him. If it weren't for the Laba appointment that once every ten years on Xiake Island, there would be another letter from an important person, Yue Chengan would probably be able to reply on behalf of his father. The reason why he came to ask without any trouble was more important.

"In the letters sent by Xiake Island this time, in addition to the handwritten invitations and bronze medals from Long and Mu Island Master, there are also letters from Master Miaodi. Do your father need to read them?" Yue Chengan said again. He, the head of the sect, naturally knew about Liang Fa being deceived to Xiake Island, and also knew that his father, uncle, and uncle attached great importance to this person, and did not dare to ignore it at all.

Hearing "Master Miaodi", Yue Fangxing turned his head and looked at Yue Chengan, whose hair was already a little gray, and said, "It's been sixty years! Chengan, are you sixty years old this year?"

When Yue Chengan heard his father's question, he was unsure and had to agree: "Yes, Daddy, I am already sixty years old this year!"

Nodded. Yue Fangxing stopped talking and reached out to take Master Miaodi's letter. Seeing the familiar but unfamiliar words on it, he smiled slightly. He took the letter into his arms. Then he took the invitation and bronze medal from the Lord of Mu Island, and then read it. He also accepted it. He said to Yue Cheng'an: "Your mother has gone, and I have nothing to worry about in this Huashan. In the future, the Huashan School will depend entirely on you."

"Dad! You are... this..." Although you have attached great importance to Master Miaodi's letters, Yue Cheng'an never expected that his father would really make up his mind to go to Xiake Island after reading it, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Dad, your Nine Turns Change Body Art has not yet been completed, so why not wait for a while? Then you are more sure!" After living in seclusion for decades, Yue Fangxing's efforts have been on the Nine Turns Change Body Art. Now that he is about to be completed, he decided to come out at this time, so why not be shocked by Yue Cheng'an. He has also heard of the strangeness of Xiake Island. Yue Fangxing's martial arts may not be able to completely get rid of it.

However, when Yue Fangxing heard his dissuasion, he shook his head and said, "There is no time!" This sentence was completely unconscious. Although Yue Fangxing is now in his eighties, he has always been strong, especially after he reached the Yifa Realm and entered Yifa. His hair was even black and his face looked younger than his son. Now he said, "There is no time left", how can Yue Chengan not be surprised? I don't know what his father felt, so he made such a decision. "Is Master Miaodi about to succeed, so that his father is so urgent?" Yue Chengan thought to himself.

Without thinking more, Yue Cheng'an said again: "Dad, that fellow Taoist of the Taishan Sect has agreed to use the magic of the Divine Sect to change the practice of the Dai Sect. This is the mantra they passed down!" As he said that, he took out a book from his arms and presented it to Yue Fangxing. The practice of the Dai Sect was only passed down by Yue Fangxing a few years ago. For some reason, it spread to the world, attracting the descendants of the Taishan Sect to seek it. Yue Cheng'an originally wanted to urge him to give it. But Yue Fangxing became interested and asked him to change the martial arts of the Divine Sect to practice the magic of the Divine Sect. Yue Cheng'an was just a first-time hearing about this martial arts and did not value it very much, but after seeing it, he realized the wonderfulness and admired his father's knowledgeable and far-sightedness.

"Well! It's true that the gods are changing, and they can be called a good light craft. The descendants of the Taishan Sect are willing to do so for the sake of orthodoxy!" Yue Fangxing glanced and said. Since the civil strife broke out on Songshan more than 60 years ago, the Taishan Sect has been fierce internal struggles, resulting in the separation of the sects and being divided into several branches. Now the people who asked Yue Cheng'an for how to practice the Dharma came from one of them, and they held the head of the Iron Sword. They thought they were the orthodoxy of the Taishan Sect and had the closest relationship with the Huashan Sect. However, most of the people in the world called the Iron Sword Sect. Yue Fangxing also obtained the magical light craft in his hands.

The father and son discussed some matters again, and were a little tired. Yue Fangxing suddenly asked, "How is Renqing now? How is the martial arts progressing?" Although Mu Renqing had been taught by Linghu Chong most of the time before, the two had a very different age range, so the master he formally knelt down was Yue Cheng'an in front of him. After Linghu Chong passed away, the matter of teaching Mu Renqing's martial arts naturally fell on Yue Cheng'an. Finally, Yue Cheng'an's martial arts was not bad, so he could teach it without any trouble.

When he heard his father's inquiry, Yue Cheng'an said: "It's progressing very fast. It won't take a few years to get out. In the past few days, he competed with the Taishan School's Master Musang, and he won more than lose!" I don't know if he was stimulated by Linghu Chong's death, but Mu Renqing's martial arts have been making rapid progress in recent years, especially in light skills and swordsmanship, and he is even more like a first-class master, and can be called the best among the younger generation of the Huashan School.

Nodded slightly, Yue Fangxing said, "That's good. With you and him, I don't have to worry about the successor of the Huashan Sect. This magical behavior is ever-changing. If you have time, you can pass it on to him and let him go to the world to experience it in the future!" Yue Cheng'an nodded and thought about when he would continue his orders.

The next day, Yue Fangxing quietly went down to Mount Hua. It was still early on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and he did not go to Xiake Island, but wandered around, visiting various sects and searching for various strange stories. The most important of them were Shaolin and Wudang. These two sects had the ancestor of Bodhidharma and the other had the Sanfeng Zhenren. They were all famous masters in the world. Yue Fangxing's current realm was only the insights of these two predecessors, and they also helped him. Back then, Yue Fangxing obtained the "Yi Jin Jing" and "Tai Chi Jing" from the two sects respectively. Although they were the most profound martial arts of the two sects, they were both somewhat incomplete. They were either unclear in the practice or lacked foundations. This time, Yue Fangxing visited the two sects, and also made it clear that the two sects were completely understood for this matter. (To be continued)

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