On this day, Chang'an City welcomed two young knights. One of them was a little older, with a rectangular face, thin sword eyebrows and lips, exuding a casual and lazy atmosphere. The other was tall and tall and tall, with a dark broad sword on his back. Although he was more calm and steady than the people next to him, from his eyebrows, it can be seen that he was still young and was still a teenager.

These two people were Linghu Chong and Yue Fangxing. Since leaving Zhongnan Mountain, they have been exploring nearby for a few days before they arrived in Chang'an City.

It has been sixteen years since Yue Fangxing came to this world, and it is the first time he has seen an ancient big city. This Chang'an City is worthy of being a famous city for all ages, and is very majestic, much better than the county towns near Huashan. However, since the Tang Dynasty, Guanzhong has been ruined. Although Chang'an City is still a famous city in the world, it is more prosperous than the city in the Central Plains. In Yue Fangxing's view, this city is at most comparable to some county towns in later generations, and it is even less lively.

Yue Fangxing looked at the slightly dilapidated street and said to Linghu Chong: "I heard that Chang'an City is a famous city in the world. Seeing that the city wall is indeed like this, I didn't expect it to be broken inside!"

Linghu Chong said: "Junior brother, we people in the world, what do we do to do? First, go to the Exiled Immortal Tower to drink a jar."

This exiled immortal building is the legendary restaurant where Li Taibai always drank very drunk, and has always been famous in Guanzhong. As the saying goes, famous wines in the world are Fenjiu in the north and Shaojiu in the south. However, the best Fenjiu is not in Shanxi but in Chang'an, and Chang'an mellow wine is the first. Therefore, when he came to Chang'an City, Linghu Chong naturally wanted to get into the exiled immortal building.

Yue Fangxing was helpless when he heard this. He was a senior brother who was good at everything, but he was so good at drinking. He ignored everything when he thought of drinking. However, he was not good at refuting Linghu Chong in such a thing, so he had to accompany him. With him beside him, I think Linghu Chong wouldn't really get drunk and missed a big deal.

When we arrived at the Exiled Immortal Tower, it was the time to eat, and the people inside were crowded and very lively. The two of them found a seat to sit down. Linghu Chong only had a jar of wine this time. It seemed that he could tell the difference and knew that they were carrying heavy responsibilities now.

Yue Fangxing and Linghu Chong ordered some food casually. While they were eating, they suddenly heard a voice coming from the side.

"The Qingcheng School has been prosperous over the years. It is a well-known name in the world. In comparison, the younger generation of Huashan is far inferior to that of a yellow-faced man. He is not tall and has a Sichuan accent. He looks like a gangster. He seems to be sighing in his words, but his face is full of sarcasm, which is obviously ridiculed by the Huashan School, which is not as good as the Qingcheng School.

Since the Quanzhen Sect withdrew from the world, the Huashan Sect has always been the largest sect in Guanzhong for hundreds of years. Although it has declined a few years ago, it has been restored in recent years and is still quite famous in Chang'an. Some people next to it were dissatisfied and retorted: "How is the Huashan Sect not as good as the Qingcheng Sect? This generation's great disciple, Young Master Linghu, was a figure who became famous in the world a few years ago. Compared with him, what is Qingcheng Sixiu!"

Another person interjected next to him: "I heard that Young Master Linghu also has a junior brother, the young master of the sect leader Yue of the 'Gentleman Sword'. He is also quite famous in the Huashan area, and it must be quite good. It is said that he has also started to travel around the world recently."

After hearing this, the yellow-faced man hummed twice and said disdainfully: "Linghu Chong is just a junior boy. His sword technique is just a matter of talking about fists and feet, it's better not to mention it. As for the "gentleman sword" Yue Buqun's young master, he just relies on his reputation. What kind of ability can a little baby have? What's more, even if these two people have some skills, can they still be able to close the four people in Qingcheng Sixiu? Hahahaha!"

Although the people around were resentful of this person's rampantness, they had no way to refute it. After all, the decline of the Huashan Sect over the years is well known, and there are really few masters of the younger generation who can make a move. Since a major change more than 20 years ago, Huashan can be said to have fallen to the bottom overnight. Although there have been improvements in recent years, it is still far inferior to before. The only one who can make a move for the younger generation is Linghu Chong. As for Yue Fangxing, it was only because he was Yue Buqun's son that everyone knew his name, but no one thought he was really powerful. Even though his martial arts were good, it was hard to say compared to the Qingcheng Sixiu, which had been announced in recent years.

However, the various sects in Guanzhong have always regarded the Huashan sect as their respect for hundreds of years. It can be said that they are in the face. Now they are bullied by the Qingcheng sect in other provinces. Naturally, everyone is dissatisfied with them. Although they are speechless, they are unwilling to agree with the yellow-faced man, so the scene is deserted for a while.

Suddenly, everyone heard a voice: "I don't know which brother said that he was just now, and I am a man named Yue Fangxing. This is my senior brother Linghu Chong. Although I am not talented, I still want to ask this friend for advice so that I can learn that not everyone in Huashan Sect can talk nonsense."

When everyone saw it, they saw a young man standing up with a black sword on his back, and was furious. There was also a slightly older man next to him, stroking the long sword at the table with one hand and holding the wine glass with the other, with a faint look on his face. The words just now were what the young man said.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then they realized that the yellow-faced man looked a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, he met the real owner and said bad things behind him, so he was naturally a little embarrassed when he spoke in front of him, and the people around him laughed softly.

At this time, Yue Fangxing said again: "I'll ask this friend to draw the bottom of the road, and then follow it."

When everyone heard this, they were even more shocked. It was a letter of war. They couldn't help but look at the man and thought about watching the fun.

But when the yellow-faced man suddenly turned red, he still insisted on himself: "What are you asking me for advice? If you have the ability to go to the Four Show in Qingcheng."

Yue Fangxing was about to continue attacking, but when Linghu Chong next to him stood up and grabbed Changjian and said, "Junior brother, why bother with such a person? He lost his identity in vain. It seems that he can't drink it anymore. Waiter, check out!"

The waiter next to him came in response. It seemed that he was afraid that someone would fight and affect the restaurant's business. It would be even more troublesome if there was any damage.

Seeing this, Yue Fangxing was still angry and said, "Senior Brother said so much, but he should teach such a person a lesson, so that he will not speak in the future. Others think that I, Huashan, are really afraid of Qingcheng!"

After saying that, he grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his hand, swung it out, and headed straight for the yellow-faced man's face, his momentum was very urgent.

When the yellow-faced man saw it, his face turned pale. He fell from the stool in fear and rolled on the ground several times. He was so embarrassed that he avoided the chopsticks.

As soon as he got up, he heard everyone around him burst into laughter. It turned out that although the chopsticks were cast sharply, they fell down next to the yellow-faced man's seat. It was obvious that Yue Fangxing was just trying to scare him, not really hurting others. However, some people could see that although Yue Fangxing's move seemed to be a joke, his eyesight and strength were quite extraordinary.

Linghu Chong laughed when he saw this. He naturally realized that this was a method of using internal energy that Yue Fangxing had learned from the "Nine Yin Sutra" in recent days. He could also use it, but due to insufficient skills, he could not control and release it so easily. Unexpectedly, his junior brother used it here.

Yue Fangxing couldn't help laughing. He had just tried it, but he didn't expect this person to react so much. He was not good at attacking again at the moment, so he bowed farewell to everyone around him and stepped out with Linghu Chong.

After this, the two of them had no interest in visiting Chang'an City and immediately left the city.

After leaving Chang'an City, seeing no one far or near, Linghu Chong said, "My junior brother's skill just now is so handsome. I think if it is spread, it will be famous for its own reputation by just this one. But this time I have no consideration. Now we have a heavy responsibility, so we must not cause trouble."

Yue Fangxing smiled and said, "Senior Brother, where do you want to go? Junior Brother, I didn't take action to show my skills this time."

Linghu Chongqi said, "Does your junior brother have other purposes? Yes, you are the most steady in nature, but this time you are so impatient. Could it be that there is any problem with this?"

Yue Fangxing said: "Senior Brother, think carefully about how that yellow-faced man fell down?"

Linghu Chong thought about it carefully and suddenly said, "That person fell down by himself when you took action. I said why do you think something is wrong?" After that, he slapped his forehead hard, obviously quite annoyed.

Yue Fangxing said: "Senior Brother is right. I just tried to test whether that person had some skills. I didn't expect that he would have. I saw that person probably knew our identity and deliberately spoke to stimulate us. Otherwise, how could he say that I am not from Huashan Sect for no reason."

Linghu Chong said: "Junior brother is saying that the man might have discovered what we have obtained? Then which sect is he from? Judging from his accent, is it the Qingcheng Sect? These years, the Qingcheng Sect has been exploring Guanzhong, and it is not rampant!"

Yue Fangxing said: "This is not necessarily the case. It may also be that the spies from other sects will test us when they see us. But if we were reluctant at that time, they might have doubted us. Just imagine who can tolerate the insult of the sect in person, especially a young man who has just come out of the world and is in full swing. So I showed my skills at that time, which not only shocked the man, but also made us feel open-minded."

When Linghu Chong heard this, he realized that he admired Yue Fangxingda. He was able to meet all this in a short time and deal with it reasonably, which was not as good as a person who had just entered the world. He had been running in the world for several years and had no such scheming. He exclaimed now: "My junior brother is good at seeing, but brother Wei is not as good as me. However, what that person said was hampered to my reputation in Huashan. If you meet the Four Shows of Qingcheng next time, you must teach you a good lesson!"
Chapter completed!