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  Lu Da had a way, Fang Xian held Wang Yu Yan and walked with him on the long sky plank road.

  The so-called plank road is actually a single-plank bridge made of wood and iron chains, surrounding the cliff and winding up in a circle.

  "It seems that the Hua Shan School's lightness skill is practiced like this...... Even though Tian Bo Guang claims to be a lone traveler for ten thousand miles, walking on the plank road isn't easy either. He doesn't dare to step too heavily with each foot. 'Yu Yan, you should lose some weight.'"

  "Hehe." Lu Dahu carried his lunchbox and walked with a relaxed and pleasant expression, "Thinking that I can see my senior brother, this journey is not scary at all."

  Fang Xian asked: "Is it convenient for you? Isn't this matter done by Yue Lingshan?"

  "Ah... Ever since Lin Pingzhi arrived, Little Junior Sister has been ignoring Big Senior Brother, we all say she's gone crazy." Lu Daxian said this, but his face smiled even brighter, he finally had an opportunity.

  "I couldn't agree more." Fang Xian had never seen a retard before, and now he just pinched Wang Yuyan's nose.

  "...you don't understand." Wang Yuyan didn't bother with Fang Xian, and now that she had him in her arms, she wasn't afraid anymore, and even had the leisure to take in the scenery.

  Walking along the long corridor to the end is the legendary Si Gu Cliff.

  The top of the cliff has an area of over 100 square meters. Three sides are cliffs, and one side is a mountain wall, on which there is also a cave, presumably the love nest of Lu Dahu and Lin Huichong.

  Linghu Cong had heard someone's voice earlier and turned his head to look back. The elegant figure was undoubtedly Tian Daxia, so carefree that even if he changed into white robes, he could still be recognized.

  "Great... Brother Tian, you're here too!" Linghu Cong hastily came over, "And also Xiaoyin! Didn't the sect leader say you had run away from home?"

  "First eat." Lu Da You spread out a large piece of cloth on the cliff, opened the lunchbox and arranged the dishes one by one.

  "Please sit down, Brother Tian!" Linghu Cong said with some embarrassment as he invited Fang to sit and eat together. "As for what happened that day, I could only do what I did, I hope you won't blame me, Brother Tian."

  "It's nothing, that was your best choice anyway." Fang Xian chuckled and didn't sit down, directly carrying Wang Yu Yan into the cave beside them. "You guys eat, I'm busy."

  Linghu Chong exclaimed "Oh?!" and then again "Oh......"

  He then fell into a deep reverie: "Ah, those were the days... I and my junior sister used to practice our swordplay in the cave every day... Oh no, not just swordplay..."

  "Hmph." Lu Dàyǒu threw his chopsticks over, "Now it's fine. Lin Pingzhi has left, you can chase after her again!"

  "Heh heh, little brother, you're being arrogant again." Linghu Cong smiled foolishly and picked up his chopsticks. "After going through so much, I already know who's truly good to me."

  "I hate it"

  The environment in the cave is not bad. There's hardly any dust, presumably because Linghu Chong and Yuke Lingshan/Lu Dahu often do things here and have cleaned it up beforehand.

  "Come on, let's continue." Fang Xian quickly tore off his white robe and soon got into a state.

  Wang Yu Yan took off her top again, her small hands trembling as she grasped the black and hard object, her small mouth slowly pressing against it.

  With eyes closed in a state of intoxication and leisure.

  "First... first first first..."

  A hoarse voice came from the depths of the dark cave.

  "......" Fang Xian's face twitched, "Is someone causing trouble in this godforsaken place?!"

  "Ha... Ha... Hatsune Miku..." The voice in the cave finally stuttered to a stop. Various echoes lingered for a long time.

  "Ah..." Fang Xian knew. This old guy must be that person, and he reluctantly put on his clothes again, "But Wind Qiang Yang senior?"

  "Finally..."

  "Yu Yan, you go out first, I'm afraid he'll commit a crime..."

  "Hmm..." Wang Yu Yan also felt very uncomfortable. She had clearly made sufficient mental preparations, but a woman's first experience was always a difficult psychological process.

  "Stay, stay, stay...... Stay back......"

  The voice grew louder: "Could it be... could it be... a disciple of Mount Hua's younger brother?"

  "Not me. I am Tian Boguang, the Lone Traveler of Ten Thousand Miles. Hello, senior." Fang Xian reluctantly greeted him.

  "That's good. I can see you."

  At last, the legendary white-robed old man emerged from the darkness. Two turbid pupils stared at Wang Yuyan.

  "It's really, Hatsune...Hatsune...Hatsune Miku."

  "Are you an old monster?" Fang Xian asked, "Why does this old man know you?"

  "I think... they're all talking about my aunt's grandmother..." Wang Yu Yan pointed to her lips, "Seems like she was called Li Qiushui, very famous in the past, and her husband even carved a jade statue."

  Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up: "Ah ah ah... Fairy sister, Hatsune Miku!"

  "Sorry to disturb you, elder... perhaps we could change locations?" Fang Xian felt that the old man's eyes were somewhat sinister, and thought to himself: 'Don't go crazy, it's best to keep a distance from this kind of expert.'

  "No, no, no... don't change the subject..." Feng Qingyang wiped his nose and tears, "I, I... just take a look, an old man like me can't do anything... just surround and watch."

  "You're too strong in spectating!" Fang Xian blocked Wang Yuyan's path, "Watching the dog and hitting the owner, my family's Yuyan won't let you watch."

  "Let's just take a look...". Feng Qingyang pounds his chest and stomps his feet, "Why won't you let me?!"

  "Let's go..." Fang Xian retreated step by step.

  Feng Qingyang's expression suddenly changed, his face clear and bright: "Young hero, stay your step, and listen to an old man's words! My life is not long, I see that you have a full and round heavenly court, with a unique and special bone structure. I intend to pass on my sword technique to you!"

  "......just like that, it's been passed down!" Fang Xian weakly quipped, "And how did you suddenly stop stuttering?! This speed is no less than Huashao's muttering plus Duobao!"

  "It's been a long time since I've spoken, just a lot of phlegm... Cough... Spit." Feng Qingyang spat out a mouthful of colorful thick phlegm. "Junior hero, listen to me, I have been hiding here for many years and had already given up on my thoughts. A few days ago, some disciples from Mount Hua came to bother me, but this time is different..."

  "What's different?"

  "This is the real Hatsune Miku!" Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up again, "Do you know, I was defeated by her back then?"

  "What?" Fang Xian looked confused and turned his head to ask, "Yu Yan, is your aunt's grandmother having an affair with him?"

  "I really don't know..."

  "Junior hero, since you can guess who I am, I suppose you wouldn't be unaware of my affairs?" Feng Qingyang's face showed a bitter expression, his story was indeed somewhat humiliating.

  Fang Xian thought back for a moment and it seemed like this was how it went.

  Everyone knows that Feng Qingyang is a master of swordsmanship, a master who specializes in teaching the young Dugu Jiu Jian, a reclusive master of swordsmanship. But why did he become a recluse? Why would a master who can conquer the world with one move be cooped up in a cave?

  Actually, there's no complicated reason, just the most direct answer - I'm afraid of seeing people.

  This is going to drag on to the great battle between the two major powers of Huashan's Qi Jian two years ago, the two major power groups fought for control of Huashan's politics, and what was Feng Qingyang doing at that time...

  Marry a wife!

  No, Feng Qingyang was getting married in Jiangnan during the fierce battle. This scene is really hard to understand...

  It's clear that this is a trick of the Qi Sect, using beauty to lure away Feng Qingyang and let him go to the bride's home to welcome the wedding, while taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a major battle. As a result, the Sword Sect was completely destroyed, and when Feng Qingyang suddenly discovered on his wedding night that his wife was a prostitute, his father-in-law had already run away.

  Then he rushed back to Mount Hua, the Sword Sect had been slaughtered, and the Qi Sect ascended to the throne.

  He was deceived by such a brainless plan, and he was completely disappointed, no longer having the courage to see people, especially those from Huashan, the remnants of Jianzong would scold him as a soft-footed man with a brain full of nonsense; those from Qizong would also spit on him as a big-headed fool who married a chicken for thousands of miles.

  So he became self-abased and self-loathing, ashamed to see people, and thus began his reclusive life.

  But what does all this have to do with Hatsune Miku?

  "Impossible!" Fang Xian thought of this and exclaimed in surprise, "You married Hatsune Miku back then?!"

  "Ah..." Feng Qingyang sighed with a bitter smile and nodded, "Young hero, you see clearly. Such a foolish plan, how could it deceive me? Unless... that girl is Hatsune Miku..."

  Fang Xian looked around and asked: "Yu Yan, have you practiced Shadow Clone?"

  "Wax man." Feng Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back and spat out these two words, "I was cheated by a wax man."

  "Wax people......" Fang Xian suddenly thought of the wax figure Hatsune Miku he saw in the cave of Wu Liang Mountain, if you don't touch her, she's really indistinguishable from a real person.

  "A certain person, using a wax figure to deceive me, I thought it was Hatsune Miku being shy and not daring to speak recklessly... as still as a virgin... I saw that Hatsune Miku was so infatuated with me, this is when I became enchanted, following the wax figure all the way to Jiangnan, and marrying her. It wasn't until I lifted the veil that I discovered..."

  "No wonder, Wu Ya Zi's wax figure technique is too exquisite." Fang Xian sighed, "Although I wasn't deceived, but a guy named Duan Yu was truly deceived for his whole life."

  "After saying so much, can you understand me, young hero?" Feng Qingyang's eyes were unexpectedly kind and gentle. "I just want to take another look at Hatsune Miku, and with this old body, I can finally rest in peace. Can you fulfill this wish for me, young hero?"

  "Old senior... what about that wax figure from before? You can hold it and take a look?"

  "Feng Qingyang said with a sigh, 'It's infuriating to think about! At the time, I was so angry that my blood rushed to my head and I forgot to take that wax figure away. By the time I went back for it, someone had already taken it.'"

  "Oh, I know where the wax man is."

  "Oh?!!" Feng Qingyang's pupils lit up again, "Is it far?"

  "Not far away, going south will reach Mount Wu Lian, and that wax man is also very lonely."

  "Mount Wuyue... how many people are there? I'm afraid of seeing people."

  "There's nothing in that cave except wax people. You've lived here for so many years, why not change your surroundings to change your mood."

  "Ah, finally, I've found out where that wax person is!" Feng Qingyang was very excited. "I'm going to spend my remaining years on Mount Wu Lao, anyway, I won't be able to see anyone in the world anymore. The swordsmanship of our sect can't be lost, you must take good care of it, Dugu Jiu Jian."

  "Wait! My family is a swordsmith!"

  "Swords and knives are all the same, just take a look."

  Feng Qingyang casually picked up a tree branch: "Dugu Nine Swords have nine styles and 360 variations, you can remember as many as you want."

  The rolling sound of the wind was loud and clear, and Feng Qingyang deliberately slowed down his attack speed to let Fang Xian see clearly.