Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 100 Three Meridians Become One! (8.076k)
The heavy rain was still falling and the sky was gradually getting dark.

Water drops were like threads, and many dock workers hid under their thatched huts and looked at the river. If it rained like this for a few days, the Buddha on the riverside would have to wash his feet.

The streets were sparsely populated, and those whose houses were located in low-lying areas hurriedly shoveled the fallen leaves and dead grass, along with the mud, from the seepage ditches in front of their eaves onto the official road.

Raindrops splashed on the ground at Zhao Rong's feet, making the bamboo ribs of the oil-paper umbrella in his hand rattle.

He walked in the rainy alley.
The girl Dingxiang did not appear before his eyes, but two big men rushed out from the Liu mansion.

These two men have strong builds, slender chins and tiger beards. They are not afraid of the cold and bare their chests to show their muscles to outsiders.

They looked fierce and should have stopped the man of unknown origin in front of the gate of Liu's mansion.

But when the man in the rain raised his umbrella slightly so that they could see the handsome face of the young man, the two big men were stunned for a moment and hurriedly swallowed the word "Stop"!

They put on a smile and shouted in unison:
"Big Brother!"

If he can't even recognize the sect leader's disciple, he has no right to be the guard of Liu Mansion.

"please!"

"Excuse me," Zhao Rong responded with a smile and put away the umbrella.

Two large men stood on the left and right, bowed and greeted this distinguished guest to come in.

Although Mr. Mo Da has not yet held the sect's ancestral temple ceremony to promote the person in front of him from the headmaster's direct disciple to the position of "headmaster's eldest brother", everyone who is not stupid knows that there is no suspense about the position of Hengshan's next generation headmaster.

Let's not talk about the rumors about Yancheng Sword for now.
It is said that the third master in the Liu Mansion ordered his disciples to pay respect to the 14th-generation master himself. It is obvious that the third master approved of it from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Mo Da and Mr. San Ye, both of them are from the "Baorong clan".

I dare to ask if our school can find anything better than this?
Therefore,
They call him "Big Brother" instead of "Senior Brother", showing the utmost courtesy.

The two big men only took Zhao Rong a few steps towards the mansion when they heard footsteps from the inner room. A young woman with twin spiral buns, who was less than 20 years old, and whose eyebrows and eyes resembled the Third Master, and whose face showed a heroic look, was walking towards them quickly.

The silk tassel hanging from the long sword at her waist danced left and right with her steps.

"Brother," Liu Sanye's daughter Liu Jing greeted him from a distance of a dozen steps. In addition to courtesy, there was also curiosity in her eyes. "I didn't hear Dad mention it. Why did you suddenly come today?"

It was pouring rain when Zhao Rong visited for the first time.

Anyone would find it strange.

"It's really presumptuous,"

Zhao Rong handed the umbrella to the big man next to him with a hint of apology on his face.

"I have something important to discuss with my uncle, so please let me know."

Liu Jing showed a little hesitation and embarrassment when he heard this.

Zhao Rong had such sharp hearing that even though the rain was pouring down, he could still hear the sweet sounds of the harmonious zither and flute playing in Liu's mansion.

Looking for a soulmate in the mountains and flowing water.
No wonder they asked two strong men to guard the door and asked their daughter to serve as the second defense.

There are few people who can understand the best of the best, and there are few people in the world who understand me.

This tune must be Guangling San.
Zhao Rong thought of Ji Kang's death at the hands of Sima Zhao. Ji Kang did not feel sad before his death, but only sighed: "Yuan Xiaoni once asked me to learn this song, but I refused. Now the Guangling San is no longer available!"

Wonderful, wonderful.
Zhao Rong thought to himself:

"If the Third Master holds a music party, please bring Rong along."

Qu Zhiyin's identity is awkward, and even if the Third Master plays music in Liu's house, he has to be cautious and it is difficult for him to have fun.

Therefore,
If outsiders wanted to see her now, they could use their connections to get past the two big men outside, but they would have to stop at Liu Jing.

Third Master: "I'm not having fun with the music. I don't want to see anyone. Please don't disturb me. I'm closing the door. No visitors!"

But there are always exceptions.

Liu Jing thought to herself, "Daddy told me not to let anyone in, but I shouldn't stop this senior brother."

She glanced at Zhao Rongfei again.

The young man was seen with his eyes slightly closed, looking leisurely, apparently immersed in the "dark sound of flying birds in the deep house of Liu's mansion".

"I've heard that Senior Brother Zhao is well versed in ancient music, so it's not surprising that he can appreciate my father's Guangling San."

'But.'

Liu Jing gathered his energy and practiced the Zhenyue Jue. The quiet room of the Third Master and Qu Zhiyin was deep in the mansion, surrounded by layers of green bamboo. Anyone who could hear intermittent tunes through the corridors and alleys outside was considered to have extraordinary hearing.

No matter what, she could not listen to the music while keeping the beat with a few fingers on the scabbard of the sword like Zhao Rong did.

From this we can see that

"Dad once said that Senior Brother Zhao's internal strength is so strong that even Senior Brother Xiang and the others can't compare to him. After seeing it today, it is indeed true."

'The fourteenth generation disciple in the mansion is truly incomparable.'

'No wonder Daddy and Master Uncle both favor him.'

"Junior sister, are you in trouble?" Zhao Rong suddenly opened his eyes and interrupted Miss Liu's reverie.

"without,"

Liu Jing was only a little embarrassed, then smiled generously: "Big Brother, please follow me inside. Daddy always misses you, and I want to see you here, so the tunes played today can be more cheerful."

Unconsciously, she had changed the address to "Big Brother".

Zhao Rong naturally noticed it.

To survive in the world, one must earn face through strength.

The Third Master had a lot of wealth, worthy of being called one of the richest men in Hengyang. The outer reception room and the exquisite courtyard filled with fragrant flowers and plants were larger than the Yunwu Hall and ancestral temple of the Hengshan Sect.

No wonder he could accommodate so many guests from the martial arts world when he retired.

The carved beams and painted buildings, small bridges and springs along the way are simple and elegant.

The louder the sound of the zither and flute, the closer you are to the mountains and flowing water.

The disciples of the Liu Mansion who met him kept greeting him and looked at Zhao Rong with curiosity.

Mi Weiyi and Xiang Danian were guarding the entrance to the bamboo garden path that was arched over each other. Zhao Rong saw that Mi Weiyi's arms were wrapped with circles of cloth and the smell of medicine was wafting from them.

The wounds he sustained from his fight with the demon cult at the dock had not yet fully healed.

"Brother, Master is waiting for you in the inner room." Mi Weiyi and Xiang Danian greeted him together. Both of them had handsome looks and exuded a righteous aura.

Zhao Rong raised his hand in return, walked along the bamboo garden path, and headed towards the elegant room.

Just now, someone on the roof was watching him.

Among the fourteenth generation disciples, except Feng Qiaoyun, whose skills had improved, no one else could achieve this skill of gathering energy.

The Third Master and Qu Zhiyin were studying music, so this person could only be Uncle Master Fang Qianju.

He should have informed them in advance.

Qin and flutes can be found everywhere in the elegant room, and the shelves are filled with various music scores.

but,

Only the Third Master was there, but Qu Zhiyin was nowhere to be seen.

Even Feifei rarely sees this person now, so he is trying to avoid suspicion at this time.

Zhao Rong understands and respects it, so he won't point it out.

"Nephew, is there something urgent?" Master Liu San keenly sensed that the matter was not simple.

Otherwise Zhao Rong would not have come to see him in such a hurry.

"Uncle Master," Zhao Rong sat down in the direction where Master Liu San waved his hand, "something troublesome happened in Hengzhou Prefecture, and it even concerns the survival of our sect."

Liu Zhengfeng immediately became serious and asked, "How could this be?"

Zhao Rong had a different attitude towards the Third Master. He was courteous and explained in detail how the Songshan Sect had thrown dirty water on Anren, and also explained the connection between the internal strife between the Sun and Moon Sect members here and the Black Wood Cliff.

Let’s talk about the danger in Baimazhuang again.

Putting aside his obsession with music, Liu Zhengfeng would certainly assess the situation.

"The crisis at Baimazhuang is not over yet, Hengyang will never be at peace, and I will be implicated. I have no time to study music."

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengfeng's expression darkened.

He is disgusted by the affairs of the martial arts world, but he cannot cut off this connection. He also has a huge family business to protect and disciples to look after.

If he were alone, living a carefree life, he would not have such worries.

Mr. Liu San suddenly looked at Zhao Rong's young face.

"My dear nephew, you seem to be confident?"

"Uncle Master, even a good cook cannot cook without rice," Zhao Rong sighed, "Our sect's strength is scattered, and we rely entirely on Master's disciples to get through this difficult time. It's really great."

“It’s really hard work but not enough power.”

He no longer had the strong look in front of Brother Crow and seemed a little helpless.

The small body supports the leader's lineage.

now
The sect is weak.

You can't do it alone!

In the face of the Hengshan crisis, he came to visit in the heavy rain, which shows that there was no other way.

Unlike Lu Lianrong, Mr. Liu Sanye is not lacking in the romantic feeling of "sadness for the passing of time". He can be resolute and decisive, but he is also an emotional person.

Zhao Rong was entrusted with such an important task at such a young age.

As a senior uncle, he is just playing the piano and flute here and doing nothing.

It was rare for Mr. Liu San to feel a trace of guilt in the elegant piano room.

Not wanting to see his "unmarried disciple" suffer, he immediately spoke:

"My dear nephew, don't worry!"

"Everyone in the Liu Mansion should do their part. You can mobilize all of Master Uncle's disciples. Ask your Master Uncle Fang to go with you to help Bai Ma out of danger."

The Third Master waved his hand and handed over most of the power in the Liu Mansion.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhao Rong was pleasantly surprised and figured out the deeper meaning behind his uncle's words.

The third master said that his disciples could be deployed at will and there was no time limit.

If there has always been a demon cult around Hengzhou Prefecture.

Wouldn't it be that most of the power of the Liu Mansion would become the standing force under the master's direct disciples?
You have me I have you.

Zhao Rong found an opportunity to break the deadlock in the sect from the crisis brought by the Songshan Sect.

The three meridians have become one, and there are great signs of success!

"I will not let my uncle down. Whether it's the Songshan Sect or the Demon Sect, I will not let them spoil my uncle's interest in studying music."

Praising the Third Master is also very convincing:

"Quyi music is an eternal art, and it is also closely related to my Hengshan Heart Method. Uncle Master seeks the truth in the mountains and rivers, and it is possible for him to emulate his predecessors and comprehend the most essential learning of our school."

"Hahaha!"

Liu Zhengfeng saw how quickly Zhao Rong's expression changed and suddenly laughed.

but,

He also likes it when his unmarried apprentices play tricks.

What's more, he felt that what his good nephew said was right!

……

Before long, Zhao Rong took note of the people Liu Sanye had pointed out, all of whom were trustworthy and had impressive martial arts skills.

When Liu Jing, Mi Xiang and the other two heard the Third Master's arrangement, they opened their eyes wide in shock.

what happened?

Do all the disciples of the Liu family suddenly listen to the eldest brother?

this.
Are the two veins going to merge? !

Many disciples murmured in their hearts, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

……

"Brother Liu, why did you suddenly make this decision?"

It was a gentle and calm voice, and then an old man with a refined face and wearing a black robe walked out from the inner room of the elegant room.

"Brother Qu, do you think I'm acting on impulse?"

Master Liu San smiled deeply, and his tone turned helpless. "In my early years, I thought, if there is no one who can take the lead among my disciples in the mansion, what will happen in the future?"

"These young people respect me, but I can't give them a good way out. Maybe one day they will be implicated because of me."

"My dear nephew, I have observed him for a long time. He is the one who can solve my worries."

"At such a young age, he even understands Liu's life aspirations," the Third Master sighed, "It's really rare."

"No wonder Brother Qu dared to let Feifei rely on him."

"but,"

"This kid is also very hateful," the Third Master raised his beard, "If he had come earlier, I could have helped mediate and it wouldn't have been so abrupt like today."

"He really underestimated me, Liu. If my elder brother and I didn't get along, why would we make such a fool of ourselves by splitting up into two branches? How can I explain to my master and ancestors when I go to hell in the future?"

"..."

Qu Yang listened to him silently and smiled from time to time.

There was a flash of worry in his eyes,
He kept looking toward the west of Hengyang.

"Brother Qu, are you going to risk going to Baima Village?" Mr. Liu frowned. "Now that the Sun and Moon Sect members are heading south, it's still not appropriate for you to show up."

Qu Yang said: "There are many experts, I am worried."

"Little Zhao Rong is extremely talented, but he is young and has not practiced martial arts for long."

"He protects Feifei, so I should protect him. After a few years, little Zhaorong won't need me to worry about him anymore, and Feifei won't need to worry either."

Liu Zhengfeng said: "Big Brother will definitely go."

Qu Yang nodded slightly, "When Xiao Zhao Rong landed on Shajiao Island, I followed behind him. I thought I was hiding very well, but I didn't expect that Mr. Mo Da would still notice me."

"His Kung Fu is more advanced than what you said, brother."

"Oh," Liu Zhengfeng shook his hand, "Senior Brother is a person who is hard to understand except for his music."

"This good nephew is more precious than anyone else."

Hearing him say this, Qu Yang just smiled, his eyes still looking in the direction of Baimazhuang.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Liu Zhengfeng stamped his feet immediately.

"Brother Qu, I'm with you too."

"These disciples are not experienced enough. They suffered losses in the ambush we set up a few days ago. I am really worried."

"That's fine too."

……

In front of the Hengshan Ancestral Temple, there is the Yunwu Hall.

Heavy rain poured down on this night, the sky was dark, and there were lightning and thunder.

The candlelight in the hall flickered, reflecting faces with different expressions.

The head of the sect selected eighteen people, including twelve inner disciples and six outer disciples.

Twenty-three people came to the Liu Mansion, sixteen from the inner gate and seven from the outer gate.

Seven people were selected from Lu Lianrong's lineage, all of whom were inner disciples.

Each of these forty-eight people had a clear background and was the best among their fellow disciples. It could be said that they comprised eighty percent of the elite disciples of the fourteenth generation of Hengshan Sect.

Compared with the small forces in Hengzhou Prefecture and surrounding areas, each of them is a well-known expert.

But this time the opponents are the Demon Cult and the Songshan Sect, and they are very powerful.

Zhao Rong would not use his sect's foundation to confront the enemy head-on.

The purpose of selecting elite troops is to ensure that they are efficient in action, flexible in movement, small in size and easy to hide.

On the one hand, it is to foil the scheme of Songshan Taibao, and on the other hand, it is to take the opportunity to eradicate the evil cult forces in Hengzhou Prefecture. It would be best if the two sides fight to the point of mutual destruction.

The local tyrants have obvious advantages and are very familiar with the Baimazhuang area.

He is in the dark and well-informed.

The disciples of the three sects would not gather together except at the end of the year when they would go to the ancestral temple to burn incense and worship.

Not to mention doing something together.

This is truly something new that only happens once in more than 20 years.

Although they were not used to working together, after Zhao Rong gave a speech explaining the huge crisis facing the sect, everyone united in their hatred of the enemy.

These disciples may have average talents, but Hengshan Sect is their home.

There is never any lack of loyalty and love for the sect.

Zhao Rong felt somewhat relieved.

Although Master Mo, Uncle Liu, and Uncle Lu did not get along well with each other, they divided the sect into three parts.

But they all have deep faith in the Hengshan School and the ancestral temple behind him.

This is the foundation of a sect, passed down from generation to generation.

The martial arts teaching to his disciples was average, but the tradition of the art was passed on.

'When people are united, they can move mountains.'

Zhao Rong looked at the three sect disciples who were trying to communicate and find topics to talk about in the hall, and he felt happy. It can be seen that some of the disciples were also excited.

Everyone also hopes that the sect will become stronger and more prosperous!

Regardless of the aspirations of the masters, when they accepted disciples in their early years, they earnestly instructed them to take it as their responsibility to bring glory to Hengshan.

Most people want to become better, but their abilities are limited, so they will just go with the flow and fail to change the general trend.

Now, they found that

The Hengshan School is thriving, and naturally it will be prosperous as well.

And Zhao Rong captured 80% of the elite of the younger generation.

It is equivalent to grasping the general trend.

The three lineages of Hengshan School have become one!
The general trend of Hengshan is that after a long period of unity, there will be division, and after a long period of division, there will be unity.

Young Master Zhao felt happy.

Where is Zu Qianqiu? Bring me the cup!
"Big Brother, I have brought all the things!"

Quan Ziju, Lu Songfeng and two outer disciples brought a large pile of night clothes.

"it is good!"

"My fellow disciples, each of you please pick one that suits you best."

As Zhao Rong spoke, he picked out a nightgown and gestured with it.

With him taking the lead, Feng Qiaoyun, Quan Ziju and others also went to make their selections.

Xiang Danian simply grabbed a black scarf and covered his face with it. The sister next to him shook her head and said that he wore it crookedly.

Lu Lianrong's eldest disciple Ai Gencai picked up one and put it on, and everyone followed suit.

If something is not suitable, we will exchange it with each other.

Zhao Rong muttered to himself.

It is difficult for Hengshan disciples to "remain untainted by the mud of art" because they are too pure.

He was so slow in putting on his nightgown, showing he had no experience at all.

If there were any disciples from Songshan here, they would certainly laugh at me.

Even with a talent like Zhao Rong, he probably wouldn't dare to compete with the outer disciples of Songshan when it comes to wearing night clothes.

After a cup of tea, everyone finally put on their night clothes properly.

Zhao Rong was already dressed in black and masked, his eyes sparkling with smile.

He said loudly again:
"Bandits are rampant in Hengzhou Prefecture, and the Demon Cult is causing chaos. This time, we are going to eradicate this gang, and it will be a great thing!"

"Kill one more person, and you'll gain more merit."

"If we meet someone from the Demon Sect, we should call ourselves disciples of Songshan. This is the Hengshan Sect's respect for the leader of the Five Mountains! The merit of killing the Demon Sect is to honor the old leader Zuo."

"If we encounter bandits, we will call ourselves the Demon Sect. This is to make the Demon Sect and the bandits kill each other. We will not be involved in the cause and effect."

"When you take action, please be sure to remove the swords with your sect's mark."

"We are doing good things, why should we seek fame?"

The expressions of the men in black could not be seen, but their eyes had different expressions.

It seems that I have a new understanding of this senior brother.

Why do all the not-so-glorious things become fresh and refined when they come into the mouth of the eldest senior brother?
It actually makes sense!

All the disciples responded loudly, saying that they understood.

Zhao Rong gathered everyone together again and explained the plan in more detail based on the terrain around Baimazhuang.

"Swords have no eyes, don't rush for quick success," Zhao Rong said sincerely, "Life is the most important thing. If Hengshan Sect wants to prosper, it won't work without you."

Such words naturally warm people's hearts.

After discussing the trivial details, Zhao Rong promised:
"The outside world has always said that the three branches of Hengshan Mountain are not harmonious with each other. In fact, they are deliberately trying to sow discord because they are afraid that we will be reunited."

"But our sects are connected by blood, and there is no difference between them. How can there be a contradiction?"

"This matter is over. I will make the decision for the outer sect brothers and sisters present to be promoted to inner sect as an exception."

"Then I will go to the Hidden Sword Pavilion with all the inner sect brothers and sisters to practice our sect's latest fast sword techniques."

His words spoke loud and clear.

The outer disciples were extremely excited and shouted, "Just follow the orders of our senior brother!"

There were also Lu Lianrong and Liu Mansion disciples who asked in surprise, "Big Brother, these are the three peak swords: Shuangshi, Xianyan, and Ziyun!"

"good."

Zhao Rong responded with a smile.

Although these three quick sword techniques were only practiced by the headmaster's lineage, their fame had long since spread to the other two lines.

Unfortunately, they can only watch with envy but cannot ask for lessons.

Some people had been wanting to ask this question for a long time, and now that Zhao Rong had mentioned it, they felt relieved.

On the Tingfeng Terrace, the disciples of the sect leader practiced sword skills every day, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.

From this we can see that

How attractive are these three sword techniques to the Hengshan disciples?

Zhao Rong took the trouble to explain, "I got the fast sword's luck method by accident, and my master integrated it with our sect's Die Cui Sword Technique."

"Initially, I didn't have any intention of keeping it to myself. Learning together is beneficial to the sect."

"I just need to try out the newly fused sword path to see if there are any flaws."

"It seems that the sword path is very suitable for disciples who have practiced the entry-level sword method. In this case, as long as you are a fellow disciple who is willing to learn, you will naturally have the opportunity to learn it."

Lu Lianrong and the disciples of the Liu Mansion were naturally surprised when they heard this.

However, one disciple spoke anxiously:

"How should I explain this to Master?"

"Yes."

"To practice our sect's swordsmanship, you must get the master's approval, and it must be taught by the sect's head master."

Zhao Rong didn't wait for the voice to rise again, and said domineeringly:
"Don't worry, I will talk to the two uncles and Master Mo."

"The elders won't object, so don't worry."

After he said this, the disciples from both factions felt relieved.

I also deeply realized the benefits of following the senior brother.

Only the eldest senior brother dared to face his uncles directly, and even to the extent of making the final decision on promotions within and outside the sect.

But then I thought about it.

As the future leader of a sect, one must indeed have the ability to do great things.

They are submissive in everything, and the sect follows suit.

Today, the master's lineage is thriving, and the swordsmanship of his disciples has improved. Especially those who are good at practicing fast swordsmanship, they have probably surpassed them long ago.

Xiang Danian, Ai Gencai and other inner disciples all looked towards Feng Qiaoyun, Cheng Yiwei and Lu Songfeng.

In the past, they were about the same, not much different from each other.

But anyone who follows the eldest senior brother is already one level stronger than them.

In time, I'm afraid the gap will get even bigger.

……

The people in Yunwu Palace did not leave in the evening.

As a disciple of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, he is really obsessed with swordsmanship and wants to see how fast swordsmanship works.

Zhao Rong was waiting for news from Lu Lianrong, so as not to spoil everyone's fun.

He simply asked his fellow apprentices to move all the chairs in the hall to both sides, leaving a large open space in the middle.

The disciples of the master's lineage were also willing to show off and successively accepted the challenges of the disciples of the other two lines.

When the internal strength is similar, once they start fighting, the difference in skill will be immediately apparent if the opponent has practiced the fast sword!

In addition, the head of the sect has been obsessed with sword training recently.
In this martial arts competition, neither of the other two sects was able to win in a contest of equal level.

A few with good foundations can barely draw.

This is just the beginning.

If I use all my strength and use the full power of my sword, I'm afraid there won't be a draw.

Xiang Danian was bold enough to challenge Feng Qiaoyun.

They had competed against each other in the past and the battle could last for hundreds of rounds.

现在
"Dangdang~"

This was the sound of a long sword being knocked down.

"Nine moves~!"

Xiang Danian looked at Feng Qiaoyun in surprise and said with a sad face, "Senior Sister Feng, why don't you give me one more move so that I can make an even number so that I can go back and report to Master."

Senior Sister Feng burst out laughing.

"Junior brother, even if you say one hundred moves, who among you fellow disciples will be able to expose you?"

"I can't lie to myself, and I can't hide it from Master," Xiang Danian said honestly, and then asked, "Senior sister has made great progress. It seems that she has made breakthroughs in more than just fast swordsmanship. She has also made breakthroughs in internal strength and Huifeng Luoyan sword."

Feng Qiaoyun didn't have time to speak.

Quan Ziju smiled and said, "Brother Xiang, Sister Feng is a martial arts fanatic. Now there is another martial arts fanatic senior brother. She is studying in the Cangjian Pavilion. Her strength has long surpassed ours."

"If you challenge me to a fight, we can probably fight for forty or fifty rounds without a clear winner."

He showed Da Nian an expression that said, "I see."

Of course, there are people who are even bolder than Xiang Danian.

Fang Leihuo, the sixth inner sect disciple from Lu Lianrong's side, stood up with a smile.

"Big Brother has killed many masters of the Demon Sect in a row. His magic sword is superb. I am very obsessed with the magic sword. I want to learn Big Brother's skills!"

"Good!" Cheers and applause were heard all around.

"Junior Brother Fang, how can you defeat Senior Brother alone? Let me help." Lin Yuchang, a disciple of the Liu family, bowed to Zhao Rong while speaking.

Suddenly, Wang Xia, an inner sect disciple from the sect master's lineage, walked out and said, "It takes three to make a fence. I've just entered the inner sect and I want to join forces with my two brothers to fight against the eldest brother!"

There is one person from each of the three veins.

Zhao Rong suddenly found it interesting. He didn't expect that the first person the three sects would target after joining forces would be his senior brother.

Feng Qiaoyun saw that there were still people eager to try, and said:

"Three people will be enough. If you go forward, once the senior brother deploys his phantom sword, you may get hurt accidentally."

We will have to fight in a few days, so just treat this as training.

Zhao Rong, who was far away, drew his sword, took a deep breath and stepped on his feet, and in a flash he appeared in front of the open space.

Everyone was surprised.

Just the display of this skill of lightness was beyond their reach.

……

Mr. Mo Da, who was wandering in Hengyang City, returned to the sect’s residence with his huqin in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

He was originally walking towards Qinxuan.

Suddenly, a great commotion was heard in the Cloud Mist Palace.
Then, the sound of swords clashing could be heard.

Mr. Mo Da frowned, took a deep breath and walked quickly towards the Yunwu Palace.

The first glimpse from afar really gave Mr. Mo Da a chill down his spine and he was horrified!
In the Yunwu Hall in front of the Hengshan Ancestral Temple, there were a large number of men in black holding long swords!

Is it the Demonic Sect or the Songshan Sect? !
When did they reach the ancestral temple?
The men in black surrounded them but did not attack, and a fight was still going on inside!

"Could it be that Arong is under siege?"

Mr. Mo Da was exerting all his skills to the extreme, and suddenly he heard a burst of cheers, saying things like "Master brother is mighty!" and "Master brother is so strong!"

The old man is dizzy
I just went to Hengyang City for a tour today, how come it has become like this?

He had already seen that some men in black were not wearing face masks, and they were obviously disciples of Hengshan.

Not only his disciples, but also Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong's disciples.

This?
The disciples of the three sects suddenly gathered together, wearing night clothes, and discussed martial arts in front of the ancestral temple late at night?
"Hey, it was probably done by my good disciple," Mo Da laughed.

I was going to go, but seeing that they were in high spirits, I decided not to disturb them.

You will know the answer by asking your good disciple later.

He knew that Zhao Rong would not do anything ridiculous, so he didn't care about factors like the black clothes and mask.

……

……

Three days later, the rain gradually subsided.

A carrier pigeon flew into a dense forest in the east of the city until it entered a makeshift wooden house.

"Junior Brother Lu has another letter!"

"How to say?"

Le Hou spread out the letter and said to Fei Bin, "Mo Da has mobilized the disciples of the three veins and seems to be preparing to take action against the demon sects around Hengyang."

"It seems that our actions in Anren were very effective. Hengshan Sect is worried about the revenge of the Demon Cult, but they don't know the exact time."

"They wanted to strike first, and that was the right decision."

Fei Bin laughed when he heard this: "We need to add more fuel to the fire!"

"Kill all the people in Baimazhuang."

"The Demon Cult will surely be furious and make the Hengshan Sect suffer the consequences."

"So what if Liu Zhengfeng stood up? Why should we suffer for nothing?"

"Junior Brother Fei, there are spies from the Demon Cult in Hengyang City. Mo Da's move has alarmed the bandits from the Demon Cult in Baima Village. Junior Brother Lu told us to be careful."

Fei Bin showed a cautious look:

"Junior Brother Lu is a careful person. It's all thanks to him that he passed on the information. Otherwise, if we had known about it in advance, we might have fallen into the trap that the Demon Cult had originally set for the Hengshan Sect."

"We lost some men in Anren. The thieves of the Demon Cult are really ruthless. This time we must wait for Junior Brother Gao to come with a group of experts!"

"It doesn't matter. It will take at most three days. I can wait!"

"Brother Lu is still watching in the city."

"Junior Brother Lu is a smart man. He knows that in today's martial arts world, only Senior Brother Zuo is worthy of your support."

"Hahaha!"

……

To the west of Hengyang, Baima Village!

The Xiang River branches off into a tributary, forming a large lake on the west side. Baima Village is close to the water source and originally had many horse breeders.

However, after several wars and fierce fighting, Baima Village was left with only piles of discarded straw and dilapidated horse sheds and houses.

There is a mass grave here, with no one living within ten miles, and it is very eerie.

Ordinary people don’t dare to come here.

However, recently this place has suddenly become lively.

"Master Huangfu! There is news from Hengyang City!"

"what news?"

Huangfu Song, who was practicing the dragon-changing sword technique, sheathed his sword.

"Deputy Hall Master Luo of the Divine Cult will be here in two days!"

Deputy Hall Master Luo!

This is a master from Fenglei Hall!

Huangfu Song took it seriously and heard another report from his subordinates: "The Purple Banner people tracked down the spies left by the Songshan Sect in Hengyang and found traces left by the Songshan Tailai. It turned out that they killed our people in Anren."

"Now it is coming towards us from Anren, and it seems that it wants to attack us!"

"Okay! Okay, okay!"

"Damn it, I thought they had returned to Songshan, but I didn't expect them to dare to show up at my doorstep!"

Huangfu Song looked at the sword wound on his shoulder and immediately showed his ferocious look.

This was exactly what Le Hou had done to him when he was heading north, and it almost cost him his life.

"Pass the order! Pass the order to me!"

"Transfer all the people from Hengzhou Prefecture to Baima Village!"

"Send the order!"

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