"Uncle, nephew asks for a visit." Song Yang walked up the mountain road to the top of the mountain, came to a hidden cave entrance, and spoke respectfully inside.

"Come in." A cold and old voice came from the cave.

After obtaining permission, Song Yang walked into the cave.

There is insufficient light in the cave and it is very dark. A thin old man in the cave can be seen vaguely with messy hair and beard sitting cross-legged on the futon.

This thin and sloppy old man is Song Yang's uncle Song Boguang. Although he looks so dry and inconspicuous, he is actually a casual cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training. Song Yang's cultivation is all based on his uncle's guidance.

There are no houses and buildings on Heishui Mountain. Song Boguang's daily life and practice are all in this cave.

The strange rocks in the cave are uneven, cold and stiff, and there are almost no living facilities. Most people will definitely feel very uncomfortable when living in such an environment.

However, Song Boguang never pursues comfort. He has always been obsessed with cultivation and has never taken some pleasure external things seriously.

After Song Yang walked in, Song Boguang, who had originally closed his eyes, raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and said, "It seems that you have not relaxed in the past three months, and your injuries have recovered well."

"It's up to you, thanks to your uncle's teaching, so that your nephew can recover in advance." Song Yang said quickly. Song Yang has always been afraid of this strange old man who is both a teacher and a relative, and is respectful in front of him.

After a while, seeing that Song Boguang had no reaction, Song Yang continued, "Uncle, my nephew has heard the news that the head of the Yuhua Sect, named Liu, has been beaten to death by his nephew. This time I came to say goodbye to you. When I take the foundation of their Yuhua Sect, I will pick up my uncle and enjoy the happiness of the sect!"

Song Boguang snorted coldly: "If I want to enjoy happiness, will I still need you? Too much material desire in my heart will only delay my practice!"

"Yes, yes, my uncle taught me a lesson." Song Yang said timidly.

But Song Boguang changed his subject: "But your qualifications are average, and even if you practice hard for life, it is difficult to reach a level. Therefore, it is good for you to grab the foundation of a small sect and live the master's addiction. But don't be beaten back like last time!"

Song Yang hurriedly said, "Uncle, don't worry, you will never lose face! It is said that the disciple of the leader Liu. Even the old man died at the hands of his nephew, let alone a young boy! Uncle waited for the good news, and when his nephew takes over the foundation of the Yuhua Sect, he will definitely collect some good things to respect his uncle!"

Song Boguang shook his head and said, "I am planning to go into seclusion for half a year, devote myself to practicing, and step into the eighth level in one fell swoop. You just play with your own, don't bother me again."

"Yes, my nephew obeys the order."

Seeing that Song Boguang closed his eyes and stopped talking, Song Yang quit the cave with tactfulness.

Walking down Heishui Mountain, a figure immediately rushed out from behind the tree, came to Song Yang, and said in a flattering tone: "Master, thank you for your hard work! How did you do it?"

This man was wearing a blue shirt and thin body. He was actually Shi Ping, the eldest disciple of Yuhua Sect!

Song Yang has always been arrogant. He whispered in front of his uncle for a long time and felt aggrieved. Now someone finally whispered to him, and his mood became much more relaxed. He put on airs and said, "Is there anything that cannot be done by my teacher?"

Shi Ping quickly said flatteringly: "Master's divine power, my disciple has seen it when he was in Yuhua Sect. So should we set off immediately and kill Yuhua Sect?"

Song Yang rolled his eyes and asked, "Is the news you brought reliable? The head of the Yuhua Sect really has the third level of the Qi Training Stage?"

Shi Ping patted his chest and said, "It's true! That boy didn't know what luck he had left, so he picked up a spiritual pill and a martial art. In just a short period of time, his cultivation actually improved by leaps and bounds and entered the third level of the Qi training stage!"

"Hmph, so what about the third level of Qi training stage? I am about to enter the fourth level! Besides, your deceased master is also the third level of Qi training stage, so why don't you die in my hands?" After a pause, Song Yang continued, "But Feiyu Mountain is really a bit weird. The founder of the Creation Sect, Yuhua, picked up secret books there. Now the Maotou Sect picked up spiritual pills and secret books again. Maybe there is any treasure in this Feiyu Mountain!"

Shi Ping said: "After today, Feiyu Mountain will be completely yours. My disciple is quite familiar with it. I will definitely lead the master to search the mountain!"

Song Yang nodded with satisfaction: "As long as you perform well, you will not treat you badly as a teacher."

"The disciple must do his best to be loyal to the master!" Shi Ping hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"Okay, go and notify other brothers to prepare, and follow the teacher to kill Feiyu Mountain immediately!"

Shi Ping took the order and left. While walking, he smiled ferociously: "Qinchuan, Qinchuan, you have shown your might in front of me again and again. Now, your death date has finally arrived! After you go to Feiyu Mountain and capture the Yuhua Sect, you can see how I will take revenge!"

When Shi Ping went to Feiyu Mountain to beg for returning to the sect, he was not only rejected by Qin Chuan and scolded, but also beaten by Chen Hao, and was both angry and hated.

However, he knew in his heart that he had completely lost the capital to challenge Qin Chuan. However, Shi Ping could not swallow this tone by someone who had never taken seriously in front of him.

After thinking about it, he was completely deprived of etiquette and righteousness. He thought of relying on his enemy, Song Yang, to surrender to his master.

After many inquiries, Shi Ping really found Song Yang. After some flattery and flattery, Song Yang accepted the apprentice.

Anyway, when the leader of the Yuhua Sect died, Song Yang ignored all the others, and was not afraid that this was a trick Shi Ping played with him. If he really defected, there were just a few thugs; if it was fake, he could also kill him at any time with his own strength.

Shi Ping is now full of resentment towards Qin Chuan. He hopes that Song Yang's injuries will be healed every day so that he can kill Yuhua Sect as soon as possible.

According to Shi Ping's own calculations, Qin Chuan's strength is at most the third level of Qi training stage, while Chen Hao is at most the second level of Qi training stage. The other three disciples are all new recruits and can be ignored.

On the other hand, Song Yang himself is at the third level of Qi training stage. He has four disciples, one is the second level of Qi training stage and three is the first level of Qi training stage.

The gap was not too obvious at first. But with my master in the second level of Qi training, dealing with Qin Chuan immediately became an overwhelming advantage.

Qinchuan, Qinchuan, you don’t want to return to the sect when I was about to return to the sect. When you see me becoming the key figure in determining the outcome, you must be unable to cry even if you want to!

Thinking of this, Shi Ping was so excited that his body trembled slightly. He wanted to kill Qin Chuan immediately.

Yuhuamen was not clear about Song Yang's actions. They still lived a tense and fulfilling life every day.

Although the April appointment has only been three months, Qin Chuan has been on guard against Song Yang who might go up the mountain in advance. Therefore, Chen Hao, in accordance with Qin Chuan's instructions, changed the number of patrols to one day in the morning, noon and evening, and strengthened his vigilance.

On the evening of the day, Liu Heng was responsible for patrolling the mountains. He was already agile, and Qin Chuan solemnly told him to be careful recently, so he patrolled all the way, looking at all directions, listening to all directions, caring very carefully.

There was nothing unusual when the peaks were inspected. Liu Heng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to return to the main peak when he suddenly found that there were a few more figures on the road ahead of the main peak. He immediately became alert and hid behind a tree to watch.
Chapter completed!