Chapter 71 71, Huashan is founded! The next day. Zhou Zuling Mountain. Ouyang Feng stood on the hillside, with Lin Chaoying and Huang Yaoshi standing side by side with him, one on his left and one on his right, looking at the rafts floating down the Maliang River at the foot of the mountain. The raft was piled high with various captured weapons, armor, and ammunition, as well as a large number of wounded rebels. Wang Chongyang, who called himself by his real name "Wang Zhongfu" in front of Ouyang Feng and the other two, stood on a bamboo raft and bowed deeply to Ouyang Feng and the other two on the mountain. This continued for a while before he slowly straightened up. Ouyang Feng and the other two also saluted from a distance and watched the rebel army go away. "Why didn't Brother Huang follow?" Ouyang Feng glanced at Huang Yaoshi and asked. "Although we have won a great victory in this battle, the prince's army will not succeed in the end. What's the point of following them?" Huang Yaoshi put his hands behind his back and said leisurely:
"It would be more interesting to follow you to Huashan and watch you establish your own sect." Lin Chaoying said: "Why are you so sure that Chief Wang can't accomplish his goal?" Huang Yaoshi looked at Ouyang Feng and said: "What do you think, Brother Ouyang?" Seeing that this little brother seemed to want to test him, Ouyang Feng said calmly: "If you don't have the right time, you won't be able to accomplish anything great." He actually wanted to say that Wang Chongyang lacked a mass base, but after thinking it over he changed his way of saying it. "Is it difficult to accomplish great things without the right time?" Lin Chaoying seemed to be thinking about something. Huang Yaoshi glanced at Ouyang Feng approvingly, as if he was pleased that his brain could keep up with his pace, and said: "The current Jin Emperor Wanyan Yong is an accomplished emperor. Although he is very wary of non-Jurchen ethnic groups such as the Khitan and Han people, he has a good way of governing the country. He does not take the initiative to start a war. Since the Longxing Peace Agreement, there has been no war between the Song and Jin dynasties for many years. At the same time, he also maintains friendship with the Western Xia and Goryeo. "He himself practiced frugality and did not advocate luxury. He cracked down on corruption among officials and advocated honest governance. He encouraged the people to rest and recuperate, emphasized agriculture and encouraged mulberry, and vigorously encouraged the handicraft industry. He not only built water conservancy projects, but also managed the Yellow River on a large scale... "In short, since Wanyan Yong ascended the throne, over the past twenty years, the Jin Kingdom has been thriving, and the people of all ethnic groups are living a decent life, not worse than the Song Kingdom in the south. "Even though it is inevitable that the powerful and wealthy oppress the common people, and it is common for the Jurchens to oppress the Han people, Khitan and other ethnic groups, resulting in constant small-scale civil unrest, it is really impossible to start a major uprising that can shake the foundation of the Jurchens in the current situation. After all, there have been civil unrests of all sizes in the Song Dynasty, but isn't the Zhao family still sitting safely on the throne? "In my opinion, whether it is the Jin Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, at least in the current situation, it is almost impossible to change the dynasty due to internal strife. In a few decades, when both countries are corrupt and hopeless and are in the last years of the dynasty, internal rebellion may succeed. But it is still too early now." At this point, Huang Yaoshi sighed and said: "I see that the soldiers under the command of the leader have actually lost their spirit. They fought hard last night just to survive. After the great victory, everyone is happy, but fortunately they were only able to escape, and they did not become more motivated to fight..." Ouyang Feng nodded silently. What Huang Yaoshi said just now was actually about the lack of mass base. Ordinary people don't care about the difference between Chinese and foreigners.
The ruler of the Jin State would exploit the people, so would the ruler of the Song State be merciful? Since both Jin and Song were of the same ilk, and the people of Jin had not fallen into dire straits and could still live, who would risk being beheaded and having their property confiscated to follow Wang Chongyang in rebelling against the Jin? Given the current situation, Wang Chongyang had no choice but to hide in the Tomb of the Living Dead and isolate himself. Perhaps this was his destined ending. The three of them were silent for a while, and Lin Chaoying suddenly asked: "Ouyang, you mentioned him several times before you met Chief Wang. Why didn't you exchange martial arts with him this time?" Ouyang Feng shook his head: "Captain Wang is injured. It would be unfair to fight him now." Huang Yaoshi also said: "I sneaked into Zhou Zuling Mountain three days ago. When I first met Brother Wang, he was still seriously injured. But he was able to fight last night and even defeated Wanyan Yinshu... In my opinion, Brother Wang must have used an extremely domineering internal skill to forcibly recover from his internal injuries. This move is against common sense. Although his injuries healed quickly, it also depleted his vitality and may shorten his lifespan." Ouyang Feng nodded slowly, "Captain Wang has fought against the Jin for many years, and I don't know how many times he has been injured. If he often heals himself in this way, then his life span..." He shook his head and said no more. Wang Chongyang's "Innate Qigong" was indeed overbearing. Ouyang Feng remembered that this was not only an internal skill that could maintain health, but also an overbearing internal skill that could stimulate potential to the extreme and make a person's martial arts advance rapidly. After practicing Xiantian Gong, Yideng focused on health preservation, seldom fought with others, and even stayed away from women. That’s why he was able to live to the third world and still be strong, and his internal strength was also developed to be the best among the third world. As for Wang Chongyang, it is very likely that he had been frequently injured during his years of fighting against the Jin army. Due to the urgent situation, he not only had no time to take care of his health, but he also had to frequently use his innate skills to stimulate his potential, recover from his injuries, and improve his martial arts. As a result, even though he had practiced internal skills to become the best in the world, he only lived to the age of 58. Considering Wang Chongyang's current condition, if Ouyang Feng got excited and used heavy blows during the sparring, it is possible that Wang Chongyang's life span would be shortened by another year or two. The three of them chatted casually while watching Wang Chongyang's rebel army go away. Only when the last raft disappeared from sight did the three of them prepare to go down the mountain and go to Qingzhou County to meet up with Baoqin, He Song and others. Before leaving, Ouyang Feng picked up an iron-backed longbow from under a big tree, put it on his shoulder, tied a quiver around his waist, then picked up the snowflake iron knife and a small package. Looking at the many accessories on his body, Ouyang Feng felt helpless: When you go out, wouldn't it be nice to have something like a storage ring or a storage bag? I don't know where in the world I can get such a good thing... While thinking about it, Huang Yaoshi saw a piece of black iron finger gloves exposed at the corner of the small package, and asked curiously: "Isn't this the black iron glove of Tiger Lord Zhu Cheng? Brother Ouyang, have you found Zhu Cheng?" Hearing what he said, Ouyang Feng paused slightly, and a very subtle expression appeared on his face. When he found Zhu Cheng in a river branch last night, the ogre was indeed making barbecue. And the ingredients were exactly as Ouyang Feng expected. Even though Ouyang Feng had killed countless people and was never moved by bloody slaughter, when he saw the ingredients on the grill, his stomach churned and he felt nauseous. He quickly killed Zhu Cheng with a few palms before he could start eating. In a one-on-one fight, even Wanyan Yinshu could only withstand more than ten palms from Ouyang Feng before he was shocked to the point of boiling internal organs and had to take the risk for his life. What about Zhu Cheng? The Tiger King, one of the two evil spirits of Kongtong, only lasted six palms before his internal organs were shattered alive by Ouyang Feng. now. Hearing Huang Yaoshi mention Zhu Cheng, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but think of the situation when he found the other party last night, and he couldn't help feeling a subtle discomfort in his heart. Seeing that he looked unhappy, Lin Chaoying asked with concern: "what happened?"
"nothing." Ouyang Feng shook his head and glanced at Huang Yaoshi. He thought to himself that he should have taken this guy with him to find Zhu Cheng last night so that he could also broaden his horizons. What a pity... Huang Yaoshi was unaware of Ouyang Feng's sinister thoughts and spoke excitedly: "Brother Ouyang, Miss Lin, have you thought about the rules of the Huashan Sect? How about I help you to think about it? Well, the first rule is that if you betray your master and ancestors, you will be killed immediately. The second rule is that if you don't listen to the master, one leg will be broken. If you make the master angry, both legs will be broken and you will be expelled from the sect. The third rule..." "..." Ouyang Feng and Lin Chaoying looked at each other and had nothing to say. …… Seven days later. Huashan, Taolinping. Looking at the gorgeous peach blossoms all over the mountain, the young Huang Yaoshi could not help but be in high spirits and said loudly: "This place is great! The land is flat, there is water, and the whole mountain is covered with peach blossoms. The beauty of the peach forest here is comparable to my Peach Blossom Island. It is perfect for Huashan Sect to be built here!" Lin Chaoying smiled and said: "How can your Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea compare to our Taolinping in Huashan? Legend has it that Tao Yuanming was inspired to write Peach Blossom Spring when he saw the beautiful scenery of peach blossoms in full bloom in Taolinping while visiting Huashan." Huang Yaoshi put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Oh, Miss Lin, you have never been to Peach Blossom Island, so you don't know how beautiful my island is. It is not an exaggeration to say that the peach forest on the island is unparalleled in the world." Lin Chaoying did not argue with this arrogant boy of only sixteen years old, but just smiled and said: "Really? I'll go take a look when I have time in the future." "If Miss Lin and Brother Ouyang go, Huang will be very happy to welcome them." Then he looked at Ouyang Feng, who had been silent and admiring the beauty of the peach forest, and asked, "Brother Ouyang, what do you think of this place?" "The scenery here is very beautiful." Ouyang Feng said, "But this place is the main road of Huashan Mountain. Tourists who want to climb the mountain and tour the mountain must pass through here. If we open a sect here, I'm afraid it will not be peaceful." There has been only one road to Mount Huashan since ancient times. If you want to go up Mount Huashan, you have to go through this road. So, it's okay to open a black shop here and earn some tolls, but it's not suitable to establish a brand. I don't know where the Huashan Sect in the Laughing Proud Era built their house... Ouyang Feng pondered in his heart and said to the two of them: "Let's look for a while longer. We need to find a quiet place where we won't be disturbed by pedestrians." The three of them continued to climb the mountain and search. After spending half a day, they finally found a relatively suitable area in a secluded place far away from the main road. There is no large flat land here, but there are more than ten small flat lands of varying heights and scattered in an orderly manner. These flat lands can be leveled to build houses, training grounds, etc., and they can be connected by wooden ladders or stone steps. About seven or eight miles away from here, there is a small waterfall with a drop of about ten feet. It is just right for the disciples to carry water every day. It not only solves the problem of domestic water, but also allows them to exercise their lightness and leg strength on the rugged mountain road. "It's a pity that the scenery is so bad, far inferior to Taolinping." Huang Yaoshi felt a little disgusted with this place. Ouyang Feng said:
"It's not as good as Taolinping, but it's barely acceptable. The most important thing is that it's suitable for the sect's headquarters. If we want to expand in the future, there are also suitable places around it." Lin Chaoying asked him: "Are you sure you chose this place?" Ouyang Feng nodded: “Choose this place.” "Then go back and meet up with Baoqin, He Song and the others, and bring the tools to start work tomorrow morning?" "Okay. Oh, there's one more thing I want to discuss with you." Seeing Ouyang Feng's serious tone, Lin Chaoying smiled and said: "Why are you taking this so seriously?" Ouyang Feng said: "Our Huashan Sect needs a founding disciple with extraordinary talent." "Xiao Huang?" Lin Chaoying turned her head to look at Huang Yaoshi. "Impossible!" Huang Shiyao glared at Lin Chaoying. "I treat you as my good friends, and you actually want to be my master and mistress? There are no friends like you in the world!" Master and mistress? Lin Chaoying blushed at his words and gave him a cold look. Ouyang Feng acted as if nothing had happened and said: "Don't be angry, Sister Lin was just joking. How about you become the elder of my Huashan Sect?" “Elder?” Huang Yaoshi shook his head: “No. I don’t want to be an elder and work hard for your sect.” "How about being a guest elder in name only? You don't need to work hard, and you will get a share of the benefits, and you won't be implicated in the difficulties. If you encounter a Huashan disciple in trouble, you can help him if you are in a good mood. If you are in a bad mood, you can pretend that you didn't see it." "Is there such a good thing?" Huang Yaoshi thought for a while, and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I will be your family's guest elder. But if I want to open a sect and recruit disciples in the future, you can't use the excuse that I am Huashan's guest elder to hinder me." Ouyang Feng said: "The guest elder is just a title to help my family gain momentum, it will not hinder you from establishing your own sect." Huang Yaoshi said, "If that's the case, if I start a sect, you must include me in your name to help boost its reputation." Ouyang Feng readily agreed: "Of course." After saying this, Ouyang Feng continued to talk about the founding disciple of Huashan Sect: "I see that your maid, Baoqin, seems to be extremely talented and has excellent physique. You are also the deputy head of Huashan Sect. Can you let her become a disciple of Huashan Sect and become the first disciple of Huashan Sect?" As the second-generation leader of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Baoqin not only has extremely high personal martial arts skills, but even the old poisonous man Ouyang Feng has had his acupoints pressed by her. Her ability to teach disciples is also quite impressive. Ouyang Feng felt that having Baoqin as the founding disciple of Huashan would be able to uphold the reputation of the Huashan Sect. Lin Chaoying smiled and said: "Baoqin is a delicate and naive girl, not steady enough. Can she be the founding disciple?" "Baoqin is still young, so it's normal for her to be a little unstable. When she grows up, she will become more stable." Lin Chaoying smiled and said, "Baoqin has really risen to the top. Let's go and tell her the good news."
The three of them then used their Qinggong skills to return to the foot of the mountain and meet up with Baoqin and others who were waiting in the inn in the town at the foot of the mountain. "Ah? Me? The founding disciple of Huashan Sect?" When Baoqin heard Ouyang Feng's plan, she was stunned. He Song, Gao Hu and others came forward to congratulate her, and some of the clever little ones were already calling her "senior sister". "Why, do you feel you can't bear this burden?" Seeing her in a daze, Lin Chaoying asked with a smile. "This is not..." Although Baoqin looks naive and childish, he is actually very brave. She dared to take He Song, Gao Hu and others to the county government office, pretending to be from the Huashan Sect, defrauding the county government documents, and even preparing to sneak into the Jin Camp to cause trouble. How could she not dare to take on the role of the founding disciple of the Huashan Sect? "only……" She pinched the corner of her clothes, glanced at the young lady, and said shyly: "But if I become the eldest disciple, how should I address you as Miss or Uncle?" "..." Lin Chaoying's cheeks flushed again, and she glared at her unhappily and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? From now on, you can call Master Ouyang the Sect Leader and call me the Deputy Sect Leader!" "Oh." Baoqin responded innocently, thinking to herself, if it's really nothing, why are you blushing? It seems that the wedding dress and dowry that your wife bought for you before she died may come in handy soon. Huang Yaoshi also felt that Miss Lin had a strange personality. She clearly had deep feelings for Brother Ouyang, but she refused to admit it frankly - why could he be sure? Because since they first met in Wanyan Tieshu's tent, he had keenly noticed that whenever Miss Lin had some free time, her eyes would drift towards Ouyang Feng, and it could be said that she was always paying attention to his every move. Even though Huang Yaoshi was just a 16-year-old boy with no experience in love, he could see that something was wrong with Lin Chaoying, but she was still hesitant. If a person with this kind of personality meets a man who is equally weird, the two of them will never be able to succeed until they die. After discussing tomorrow's affairs for a while, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Ouyang Feng meditated for a while, calculated the time, and it was time for him to meet Yang Yuhuan again, so he immersed his consciousness in the Tongtian Treasure Mirror. "Half a month ago, Li Longji wanted to summon me to the palace again, and he even found an excuse to test my Taoism. Fortunately, I was smart and pretended to be sick to get away with it, but this is not a solution. The old man has been holding back for more than a year, and now he is getting more and more impatient!" In the Tongtian Fantasy, Yang Yuhuan looked at Ouyang Feng with resentment and said quietly: "Brother Ouyang, if you don't take me away, my sister will be toyed with by this fifty-year-old man!" Ouyang Feng looked at Yang Yuhuan, who was only wearing a red silk chest wrapping, revealing her tender belly with a mermaid line and a cute teardrop-shaped belly button. She was only wearing a gauze flower cage skirt. Although she had a pair of pants inside, her entire snow-white thighs were almost exposed. He was a little absent-minded for a moment, and somehow, he remembered the Tantric Joy Zen. The update will still be between 8am and 9am in the future. Today's two updates have 9,000 words, please vote for me! (End of this chapter)