Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 104: Master, here comes the sword! (8.626k! Happy May Day friends!)
Twenty-eight miles northwest of Baima, a solitary peak rises up, as if it emerged from the center of the earth.

This peak has no name, but there is a dilapidated Taoist temple. After so many years, even the plaque cannot be found. Looking around, all you can see are dilapidated walls and ruins.

Once upon a time, there were servants and Taoist priests here, but now it is deserted and rarely visited by pilgrims. Only the ancient pine tree in front of the temple stands alone, with a handsome and majestic appearance, and its needles are misty and green, enjoying the Taoist tranquility.

"Brother!"

A shout broke the quiet night. Fei Bin was hiding in the temporary residence. He was surprised and happy to see Le Hou following him.

Suddenly, I saw a magpie flying south from the jungle behind me, circling the tree three times, croaking urgently.

His expression suddenly changed, thinking that Le Hou had fallen into a trap and had lured the master of the Demon Cult here!
Le Hou ran all the way and suffered internal injuries. His qi and blood were blocked, his qi was reversed, and his abdomen was bloated. He couldn't help but tilt his head and vomit, adding filth to the Taoist purity.

The filth smelled pungent, but fortunately there was not much blood, which made him feel relieved.

He then explained to Fei Bin: "The person behind us is not from the Demon Sect, but Junior Brother Lu."

"Junior Brother Lu?" Fei Bin was greatly surprised.

"We were caught up by the Demon Cult masters at the lakeside. Fortunately, we retreated decisively, and the people brought by Junior Brother Gao held off for some time. The Demon Cult masters separated and pursued us. Junior Brother Lu came to rescue us late at night and was able to barely hold off one person."

As Le Hou was speaking, the footsteps behind him were getting closer.

Fei Bin was still feeling nervous until the man in black came closer, slowed down his pace, and took off his mask. Only then did he calm down.

The clouds became thinner and the moonlight became brighter.

Fei Bin looked at the person who came, and the corners of his mouth twitched, with his whiskers on both sides waving upwards.

Lu Lianrong's face was covered in blood, and the dangerous sword wound at the corner of his eye forced him to open only one eye.

There was a large blood stain on the lapel!
In this situation, even Fei Bin felt truly grateful and a little respectful.

"Brother Lu, are you seriously injured?"

The cold-blooded Taibao can also express caring words to outsiders, which shows that he really treats them as family.

Lu Lianrong looked a little painful, but he kept saying that it was okay.

When he was chasing Le Hou, he encountered two Songshan disciples who escaped from Baimazhuang. Lu Lianrong tricked them into escaping together by pretending to be a Jiujiang master, and then killed them both. He moved their bodies to the treetops, which made him covered in blood.

Pulling his clothes, Lu Lianrong said coldly:
"There were two thieves from the Demon Sect following Senior Brother Le. I destroyed the marks they left along the way and killed these two, but the blood belonged to them."

"The demon sect master who faced Senior Brother Le was really ruthless. Lu almost lost his life under his sword, but he was hit by my hidden weapon, which was poisoned. The man fled to heal his wounds, and I didn't dare to chase him."

Upon hearing this, the Big Yin-Yang Hand looked at Lu Lianrong for a second longer, then saw the hideous sword wound on his face, and immediately clasped his fists towards him.

"If it weren't for Junior Brother Lu, I would have died today."

"I will never forget this life-saving grace!"

"Brother, you are too kind!"

Lu Lianrong bowed to the north and said solemnly, "In the past, on Mount Song, Alliance Leader Zuo treated me with great courtesy and personally offered me tea. I was very humbled, but I also admired Alliance Leader Zuo's broad-mindedness and ambition."

“Although I live in Hengshan, my heart is toward the north.”

"My two brothers are in trouble, how can I just stand by and watch?!"

"it is good!"

Fei Bin clenched his fists with a stern face, "Junior Brother Lu, when the Five Mountains are united in the future, you will be the one to take charge of Hengshan."

"I, the Songshan Taibao, and all the masters and disciples will definitely support you with all our strength!"

As expected, a smile that could not be hidden immediately broke out on the righteous face of the Golden Eyed Crow. The two bodyguards saw through it and knew what he was up to.

Le Hou was seriously injured. He glanced at Fei Bin, then turned to Lu Lianrong for help, asking him to help him heal his injuries.

We are a family on the surface, but we still have room for each other in our hearts.

What if Fei Bin was treating his injuries and Lu Lianrong suddenly attacked him? Wouldn’t it be unjust for them to die?
When the Zhangmen acupoint is impacted by qi and blood, you should use internal energy to press the three major acupoints of Jingmen, Riyue and Liangmen, and then use the whole body pushing method to push them several times, and grab the three acupoints of Jianjing, Zhonggou and Feishu.

Le Hou sat cross-legged and practiced his internal energy. The internal energy of the two of them was one external and one internal, just like the two sides of yin and yang.

In this way, the healing effect is far better than practicing alone.

Le Hou was also afraid and wanted to calm down quickly so that he could leave Hengzhou Prefecture, this place of trouble, with Fei Bin.

However, those who assist in healing will inevitably suffer great damage to their internal energy.

Half an incense stick passed and Lu Lianrong was sweating profusely when he finished the exercise.

Le Hou's complexion became much rosier.

Fei Bin walked around outside and didn't find anyone following him. This made him feel at ease and also helped him dispel his suspicion of Lu Lianrong.

The golden-eyed crow really came to the rescue.

The two guards were much more enthusiastic towards Lu Lianrong. At first, they were friendly with him on the surface, but they looked down on him in their hearts. Now that the favor was too great, they would feel bad if they put on that attitude again.

After Lu Lianrong took a breath, Fei Bin asked about Baima Manor.

Brother Crow took the opportunity to bring up the pigeon letter again. His words were sincere, and his implicit meaning was:

"Baima Village is a dangerous place. I advise you to return to Songshan. Did you hear me?"

The two guards verbally refused to show weakness and shouted that they wanted to return to the Central Plains to kill the elders of the Demon Cult for revenge.

But the regret in my heart can never be erased.

In order to make up for the awkwardness, they changed the subject and talked about something that Lu Lianrong wanted to hear.

"Brother Lu, you won't wait too long."

"This Five Mountains Alliance will be different from the past," Fei Bin said with his nose raised, and acted arrogantly, "If the various factions continue to avoid discussing the issue of merging, Senior Brother Zuo will not agree."

"To oppose the unification of the Five Mountains is to undermine the Five Mountains' alliance's plan against the Demon Sect, just like a termite gnawing at the foundation of the Five Mountains."

"That's right," Lu Lianrong agreed.

Fei Bin looked grim:

"The Mid-Autumn Festival Alliance will require the personnel that Junior Brother Lu has planted. Please make arrangements first and have them go to Songshan with the Hengshan team."

"It's easy to pass off fakes as real."

Huang Chengcheng's eyes rolled around in Lu Lianrong's sockets for a few times, "I will promote another outer sect disciple to the inner sect, and during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will let him follow Master Mo to see the world."

Fei Bin nodded. This was the arrangement in previous years.

Then he suddenly said, "It's just that Lai Zhirui's incident happened. I'm worried that Master Mo will get suspicious and take advantage of the situation, causing Alliance Leader Zuo's people to be implicated."

"You two brothers also know that Master Mo is very difficult to deal with."

Fei Bin had a headache and waved his hand, "Well, let's go back to Songshan first and listen to Senior Brother Zuo's instructions. It won't be too late to send a message to Junior Brother Lu later."

Le Hou had almost finished regulating his breathing, and the guards did not dare to stay for long. The three of them left the dilapidated Taoist temple together, and along the way they asked Lu Lianrong to pay attention to the actions of the Hengzhou Prefecture Demon Cult.

The golden-eyed crow naturally agreed.

……

The fire in Baima Village burned more and more fiercely, and the pungent smell made some Hengshan disciples cover their mouths and noses with their hands.

Just like the Demon Cult and the Black-Clothed Men of Songshan who were buried here, the people of Baimazhuang also died after the fire.

Just wait for two rains, and the floods from the mountains will wash down and push everything into the lake in the south.

From then on, all that will remain is a mass grave.

In the future, people may occasionally mention the Battle of Baimazhuang, but it is impossible to restore it in detail.

Zhao Rong led his men around Baimazhuang again before he felt relieved.

He told all the Hengshan disciples to take off their bloodstained night clothes and throw them into the fire.

Taking advantage of the night, many people went ahead, some returned to the sect’s headquarters, and some dispersed to the surrounding towns and villages to gather information.

As soon as the sun rose, they entered Hengyang City one after another as usual.

Returning to the place where they came from, Zhao Rong faced the big lake south of Baima Village.

The lake is like a mirror, reflecting the fire of Baima Village.

The flames danced like fiery red horses, galloping across the lakes and mountains.

Zhao Rong stood in front of the lake. In his heart, the surging torrent of trends was like a galloping horse.

There will definitely be many battles like this one in the future.

His features were clear, and his eyes were filled with turmoil.

"The evening wind rolls up the lake mist, which is hazy but like flying smoke. Time passes, the dark moon moves away, and it sets low in the west behind the dense forest. Life is always like smoke and water, and it goes away in a hurry, so why worry?"

Young Master Zhao was in high spirits and wanted to perform sword dance between the lake and the fire to add to the fun.

He reached toward his side, and found nothing but the scabbard.

Suddenly I am full of interest, suddenly I am bored.

What's your hobby? Why are you taking my sword?

Zhao Rong's eyes darkened, but fortunately he was prepared. It was just an ordinary sword without any Hengshan mark.

But Young Master Zhao was a sword lover, and he developed an attachment to it after using it for a while.

He would definitely be unhappy if he was taken away as a trophy at this time.

Thinking of the man in black, he felt murderous intent all over his body.

There were many people standing behind Zhao Rong, including disciples from the three sects, and Uncle-Master Fang Qianju was also there.

Everyone saw him standing by the lake and no one disturbed him.

The night battle at Baimazhuang was even more thrilling than the one at Shajiao Island.

The masters of the Demon Sect and Mount Song, those famous figures in the martial arts world died in front of them!

The characters that they would not dare to approach in the past, are now being touched by them after they lie on the ground, and most of them will even look at them as if they were "rotten wood".

This had a profound impact on the Hengshan disciples.

When everyone looked at the figure by the lake, it was different from before.

Everyone present at the Baimazhuang battle participated. Although they would keep the matter to themselves, they all understood their own business. They knew clearly how the masters of the Demon Cult and the masters of Songshan died.

suddenly,

The eldest senior brother by the lake turned around, and seeing the murderous look in his eyes, everyone turned their heads away spontaneously.

I heard that the eldest brother was chasing a master from Mount Song, but was ambushed by the master on his way back and lost his sword.

No one is going to get into trouble at this time.
"Master, what's so special about a sword?" Fang Qianju was the most honest and said comfortingly, "Next time you run into that man in black, I'll help you get the sword back."

Zhao Rong glanced at him suspiciously.

"How do I take it away, Uncle Master? Do I have to compete with that person in the rhythm of music?"

"Of course," Fang Qianju looked at him strangely, "You are going to abandon your sword and run away. How can my uncle win in a sword fight with him?"

Young Master Zhao was obviously not convinced, "Uncle Master Fang."

"If I had my inner strength at full strength, I might not necessarily be unable to defeat him."

"Hahaha, my great nephew is invincible."

Fang Qianju laughed awkwardly three times, as if he were a young boy, and tried very hard to comfort him.

Zhao Rong was amused by him.

They waited in front of Baima Village, and when it was almost dawn, Baima Village had changed beyond all recognition. Those withered shanties, wooden houses, stables, and thatched houses had all turned to ashes.

The earth wall collapsed, and the burnt black loess wall covered up many traces.

People would be sent to investigate later. Now that the fire had died down and no one was adding more wood, Hengshan and his group returned to Hengyang City along the same route.

I came here with a heavy heart, and left feeling relaxed.

Many disciples were discussing what they had seen and heard, so they were naturally talkative along the way.

"The bandits treated us as bandits, the demons treated us as demons, but the eldest brother said that a white horse is not a horse. It's really interesting. I only regret that I didn't bring my flute tonight."

"Junior Brother Shen Bo is good at playing the suona. He can send all the lonely souls here away."

Some disciples exclaimed: "Senior Sister Feng and Senior Brother Cheng's swordsmanship is so amazing. It turns out that they didn't show their real skills that night in Yunwu Pavilion."

The disciples of the headmaster's lineage laughed, "Of course I don't have murderous intent towards my own family. The eldest brother said long ago that after returning to the sect this time, no matter which side the disciples are from, they will go to Tingfengtai to practice swordsmanship. This style of fast swordsmanship suitable for our Hengshan School can be learned by everyone present."

"I'm really looking forward to it!" Many of Liu Mansion and Lu Lianrong's disciples laughed happily.

……

On the way, everyone started talking about another mysterious thing, which was related to Xiang Danian.

It is said that the disciples searched for corpses along the way but found nothing.

At the mass grave, everyone was disappointed.

That is really a feeling of deep worry and sorrow, and I sigh alone and feel even more sad.

Frustrated Xiang Danian sat on a broken tombstone on a grave, but the tombstone suddenly broke. Xiang Danian fell backwards into the collapsed grave behind him. He thought there were dry bones inside, but unexpectedly there was half a living corpse. Xiang Danian was almost scared to death.

He climbed out of the grave in a panic, but was still surprised. He jumped down to take a look and found that it was indeed a living corpse.

At this time, a ghost fire suddenly appeared in the tomb, and Xiang Da Nian was so scared that he jumped out again.

But after he jumped out of the grave, he felt more and more itchy the more he thought about it, so he made up his mind and jumped down for the third time, using the will-o'-the-wisp to illuminate the way and touched the corpse thoroughly.

This time, it exploded on the spot!

It turned out that half of the corpse was exactly the upper body of Huangfu Song, the master of the Five Incense Sticks Cult, who was chopped off by the sword of the Golden Lion Gao Kexin and where the secret book was hidden!

Xiang Danian visited the grave three times and brought out the Youlong Changing Hands Quick Sword Sword Manual.

One of the disciples raised his palm to his mouth and whispered, "It is said that a wild fox came from nowhere to the mass grave, and suddenly there were ghost lights in its eyes."

"It's like a human shouting, it's very scary."

"What are you shouting?"

"The fox cried out: When the roaming dragon and the swift sword meet, the three veins will merge into one and Hengshan will prosper."

Some disciples laughed, some said they would play music to liven up the atmosphere, and some said the fox's words were correct.
Rong's personal biography said: "Junior Brother Da Nian is a meritorious official of our sect, but who made up this story?"

"Him!" Everyone pointed at Quan Ziju.

Quan Ziju remained calm and said, "The fox is right."

Zhao Rong applauded, he was worthy of being the head of the guild's publicity department, all his fellow apprentices talked about was the guild culture.

……

The eighty-second day since Lai Zhirui was executed.

The weather is getting warmer, the days are getting longer, it is a beautiful spring day. All things are in full bloom and fragrant.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, Zhao Rong almost single-handedly created the biggest underworld turmoil in Hengzhou Prefecture in recent years, killing many masters of the Songshan School of the Demon Cult, resulting in the death of hundreds of people.

The bones of the young guardian of Songshan were spread out of the country, and the deputy leader of the Demon Sect, Qingshan, was buried in a mass grave.

He had finished his important tasks last night, and felt empty inside, as if he was exhausted from wandering around in the world. He missed Zhaojiawu very much and wanted to see his grandfather.

But when I got outside the yard, I could hear the even breathing from the people inside.

Zhao Rong was calm and smiled without knocking on the door for long.

I went to the nearby Tongfu Inn and slept there for several hours.

When he woke up, the morning light poured in through the window grilles, and he felt tired all over, especially his head, which had been hit quite hard.

There is a willow tree outside the window, and the sound of birds singing is melodious and clear.

Zhao Rong was startled suddenly, but then he felt relieved when he thought that he was in the inn. He stretched his head and saw the stable outside the inn. The bone-penetrating dragon sensed him and saw him, and couldn't help but neigh at him, looking very happy.

He shook his head outward again, as if asking him to go out for a walk.

Zhao Rong ignored it.

"Thump, thump, thump", then there were familiar footsteps.

"Brother Rong, the Bone-penetrating Dragon is calling. It must be you who has woken up."

"Ah."

Zhao Rong heard a sound that was clearer than the birds singing in the willow trees. He was already sleeping in his clothes, so he reached out and unbolted the door. A figure who was a little taller than last year walked in through the door.

She was wearing a white chiffon dress with vermicelli embroidered on the cuffs and hem, and a pink silk ribbon tied around her waist. Her pretty little face had bright eyes that always looked lively and seemed to be able to speak.

The pink ribbon on her head was not tied properly, causing a small tuft of naughty black hair to hang down in front of her forehead. She then puffed up air and opened her mouth to blow it casually to the side, and she blew it several times in a row.

Zhao Rong smiled and stretched out two fingers to help her push it to the side. Qu Feiyan placed the tray of soup next to the teapot on the wooden table and moved the teapot and cups to the side.

"I heard you talking in your sleep at my door early in the morning."

"Oh? What did you hear?"

"My sword, my sword, you just called it twice," the little girl looked at him in confusion, "Could it be..."

"What?"

"Brother Rong, are you practicing swordplay in your dreams?"

When she said this, she was laughing to herself, because she saw that his scabbard was empty, and the young leader of Hengshan must have been defeated.

This is a rare thing.

Although Qu Feiyan laughed at him, she compared him to Qianju, who was good at speaking. Seeing Zhao Rong's sad expression eased a little, she immediately put her hands behind her back and gave him some advice:

"Yesterday the flowers were in full bloom, today they are all gone, this is human nature. But, what is there to be happy about, what is there to be sad about?"

"It's a good thing that Senior Brother Hengshan lost an ordinary sword, because divine objects are looking for masters, and soon a divine sword will welcome its own master."

"Isn't this a match made in heaven?"

"Fei Fei, who taught you this?"

"Grandpa always said that."

Zhao Rongcai didn't believe it, your grandfather had gone to the mountains and rivers.

The little girl smiled and said, "Actually, Feifei is also a fan of the Spring and Autumn Annals, so she understands a little bit of the truth."

Zhao Rong didn't continue to joke with her. He turned around and picked up the bowl of soup.

"The petals are from the night-blooming jasmine, and the leaves are from the perilla leaf. This night-blooming jasmine and perilla leaf soup has the effect of nourishing the heart and calming the mind. You won't talk in your sleep after drinking it." She introduced carefully.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart.

He was talking in his sleep in the early morning, and it was obvious that Feifei was ready immediately after hearing it.

"No hard work, no hard work."

Qu Feiyan waved her wrists: "I have taken good care of Senior Brother Hengshan. If Mr. Mo Da is happy, he will accept me as Junior Sister Hengshan."

Zhao Rong laughed and said, "You actually have such a plan."

"Of course, I actually have excellent aptitude for martial arts training. Grandpa often praises me. It's just that I'm young and haven't accumulated enough internal strength yet."

"Maybe if Mr. Mo Da sees me, he will accept me as his personal disciple."

She raised her face proudly: "If Mr. Mo Da had met me before accepting you as his apprentice, maybe Feifei would have become the headmaster's senior sister."

Zhao Rong chuckled.

Well, you little girl have big plans.

"You want to be the head sister?"

"Why, what can't I do?" She spoke in a quirky way, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Rong drank the night-blooming jasmine and perilla leaf soup in one gulp.

"This Suye is good. I have a story to tell you."

Qu Feiyan became interested.

"Many people died in a mass grave last night, and the wind was blowing hard and cold," Zhao Rong lowered his voice deliberately, but the little girl was not afraid of elements like the dead in a mass grave at all.

"and then?"

"Then a wild fox with ghost-like eyes came out and spoke a bunch of strange words in human language."

"I reprimanded it for its nonsense."

"Do you know how the fox refuted me?"

"how?"

"The fox said: Tomorrow you will see a little fox, and she is the one who is talking nonsense."

The little girl giggled and said she wanted to catch the fox.

Zhao Rong finally subdued the little fox. He asked the time and realized that the light shining into the house was not the morning light, but almost noon.

Many martial artists have gathered in the inn.

The inn's business has been getting better and better these days, and everyone is too busy to handle it. Xing Dao Si and Lu Gui each hired two waiters, both of whom are skilled and well-trained.

Zhao Rong investigated these four people and found that they had clean identities, were good at martial arts, and had a certain good reputation.

They were attracted by the martial arts style of the inn.

People like Xing Daosi and Wentai are regarded as uncommon by the big sects, but they are already masters to ordinary people in the martial arts world.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could practice boxing together often?

It is said that some people in the inn have had interactions with the Hengshan leader's disciples, which makes it even more important.

Nowadays, when people in the martial arts world in Hengzhou Prefecture mention Young Master Zhao, they always call him "Tianshan Phantom Sword" or "Yancheng Divine Sword".

How could it be possible that someone who is known by name and is a direct disciple of the leader of a famous sect has no ability?
……

Zhao Rong meditated in the room again, and after dinner he did not disturb the martial artists in the inn.

He simply climbed out the window and went downstairs, then rode the bone-penetrating dragon in the stable and left.

Qu Feiyan leaned against the window and waved to Zhao Rong, watching him go away, and only closed the window after he disappeared from her sight.

I rode back to Zhaojiawu first and chatted with my grandfather for a while to comfort him.

Then go back to the mountain gate and go straight to Cangjian Pavilion.

Master Mo is indeed here.

I didn't play the erhu today, but was immersed in the swordplay.

There is a play!

Leave professional matters to professionals. When it comes to modifying the Hengshan sword moves, Zhao Rong is far behind Mo Da except for his amazing flash of inspiration that can surpass his master.

This Youlong Kuaijian sword manual not only contains sword moves, but also luck techniques.

The two are combined into one, which is extremely complete.

It is indeed possible for disciples to practice directly, but it still requires a lot of effort and is far from achieving the quick results of the Sudden Rain of Swift Swords.

Time is a bit tight, and we need to think of some ways to quickly improve the strength of our disciples.

Don't dream of becoming the top master in the underworld, as long as you have the strength of a Songshan underworld master.

Zhao Rong had practiced Hengshan's basic sword moves and entry-level sword techniques. Since Hengshan's predecessors were good at magic tricks, he had quite a few moves that involved switching hands from left to right.

How could those old disciples not have an advantage when they have been practicing these sword techniques for decades?

Youlong changed his hand to the quick sword. Just hearing the name, Zhao Rong felt a sense of anticipation.

Zhao Rong went up to the pavilion of Cangjian Pavilion. Mr. Mo Da did not greet him. He just concentrated on reading the sword manual and demonstrated the movements with his hands.

Sometimes shaking his head, sometimes smiling.

Zhao Rong did not disturb him and meditated and practiced the Yi Jin Jing on the side.

With the help of the pendant, he can practice and enter a state of meditation anytime and anywhere, and it is incredibly efficient.

The master and the disciple were busy with their own things. After more than an hour, Mo Da stroked his beard and smiled proudly.

Zhao Rong's eyesight cleared up instantly, and he greeted with a smile:
"Master."

"Is there any progress?"

Seeing how calm and composed Mr. Mo Da was, Zhao Rong was delighted. He quickly ran over to serve tea to his master and massaged his shoulders and back.

"I don't usually see you being so attentive." Mo Da joked.

"Where is it?"

Zhao Rong said cleverly, "I practice martial arts diligently every day, and think hard about how to expand our sect. I always keep your teachings in mind. Is this considered diligence?"

The old man smiled and said, "There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to listen to?"

"Listen to the bad ones first."

"The modified fast sword is useless to you. If you want to save internal energy, use the Sudden Rain Sword Style. If you are facing a strong enemy, just use the Wind Returning Sword and the Phantom Sword Style. You can't bite off more than you can chew."

Speaking of the Phantom Sword Style, Mo Da thought of the exaggerated ice mist again, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Rong patted his chest and laughed again: "This is good news."

"We, the disciples of Hengshan, are going to receive Master's favor again."

Seeing his mentality, Mo Da nodded secretly, "This Wandering Dragon Changing Hands Sword is actually derived from the Dragon and Phoenix Changing Hands Sword, and a clever senior master created a method of luck, which is why this sword style came into being."

"If it was just like the Sudden Rain Sword, with the Qigong but no sword moves, I, as a teacher, would not be able to do it. Fortunately, the sword moves are complete in this sword manual, which allows me to see the senior's clever thoughts in breaking and changing the moves."

"In addition, I have made great progress in my sword skills, so I have the method of changing my moves."

"What kind of sword moves does Master want to integrate?" Zhao Rong suddenly thought, "This Qigong is a deeper way of the hand Jueyin pericardium meridian. Does it have to integrate the Diecui sword moves as well?"

Mo Da shook his head: "Wouldn't that be useless? How different is it from the three sword paths of the Sudden Rain Sword?"

Mr. Mo Da stood up and suddenly started talking about the basic sword moves, all the way to the Huifeng Luoyan Sword.

There are many changes of moves in the Thirty-Six Moves of Huifeng Luoyan Sword.

The master explained it in great detail, as if he did it on purpose.

Zhao Rong listened to Mr. Mo Da explaining how to break down sword moves by using the technique of the Wandering Dragon Sword to transform it into the Dragon and Phoenix Sword. It turned out that the connections between those basic sword moves were profound!
All of a sudden, after Zhao Rong understood something, he felt the pendant on his chest, and a chill penetrated his heart!
He immediately entered into a state of concentration to the extreme, learning from the basic sword moves and the entry level Seventy-two Green Peaks, as if he was grasping the essence of the Hengshan sword art from the perspective of a creator.

The misty clouds in front of his eyes seemed to be pushed aside, allowing him to see the reality!

That is the momentum after the combination of "fast" and "illusion".

The so-called "momentum" is the essence of the Five Divine Swords.

Thousands of swords are in full swing!
Once this move is used, the changes will be unpredictable, like thousands of swords wielding at the same time, with overwhelming momentum.

Unfortunately, after the first generation, no one from generation to generation of Hengshan Sect mastered it. Even those who knew the Five Divine Swordsmanship could not master it after learning the inherited one move.
Even the subsequent winding momentum of the Five Divine Peaks' essence returning to the peaks could only be watched with regret.

Not to mention the power of thousands of swords?

Mr. Mo Da had intended to teach it a long time ago, and he had wanted to explain it in detail before, but the Sudden Rain Sword had no sword moves, so any further explanation would be like castles in the air.

It would be bad if the good disciple was confused.

But when Mo Da got hold of this Youlong's quick sword, he knew it was a good teaching material.

Which of the predecessors who have achieved great success is not a master?
Mr. Mo Da has been practicing swordsmanship for sixty years, but he can only call himself a master of the existing Hengshan swordsmanship. If Zhao Rong can understand what he is teaching this time, he will have a much clearer understanding of the Hengshan swordsmanship and can save himself many years of hard exploration.

of course,

When the old man first talked about the creation of skills, he just wanted to give some enlightenment and leave some impression on his good disciples.

He combined the thirty-six moves of Huifeng Luoyan Sword with Youlong Changing Hands Quick Sword and Hengshan Basic Sword Moves, dividing them into four sets of sword moves that were much simpler than Huifeng Luoyan Sword.

For example, the essence of the sword and nine geese can be directly staggered.

However, what Mr. Mo Da could never have imagined was that the masterly knowledge of "the creator" that he first taught directly made his beloved disciple "stupid".

Yes,

Zhao Rong stayed where he was, without moving his eyes, and just stood there stupidly in the pavilion.
But as straight as a sword!
"Master, bring the sword!"

Suddenly, Zhao Rong, who was only left with the scabbard, had his eyes lit up and he asked Mo Da for the sword.

Mr. Mo Da suddenly became suspicious and quickly handed the rapier hidden in the erhu to his obedient disciple.

There is a clear sound of dripping!
The thin sword in Zhao Rong's hand suddenly swung and stabbed out, creating a large ball of sword light!
I saw phantom lights overlapping and the inexplicable sword force made people follow the sword with their eyes, which was too much to take in, until the sword shadows overlapped, fell down layer by layer, and turned into a thin sword.

There was surprise in Mo Da's eyes.

This. Could this be
The Five Divine Swords that Master mentioned?!

When he glanced towards the sword light just now, he was distracted for a moment.

When masters fight each other, sometimes a moment of distraction can lead to a disadvantage or even death.

Is Zhao Rong’s sword speed fast?
fast!
He is the only disciple among the nearly 14th generation, and he may be the only one in the world at this age.

But it has not yet surpassed Mo Da's eyesight.

He can also achieve this kind of sword speed easily.

However, it seemed that he could not understand the feeling Zhao Rong had at that moment.

In other words, that was the unattainable upper limit of swordsmanship, which meant that his good disciple's talent in Hengshan swordsmanship far surpassed his!
He couldn't help but want to take out the Five Divine Swords and Tianzhu Sword Manual and let Zhao Rong try it.

But reason made him overcome impulse.

'No, my good disciple's talent may be more than that.'

"We shouldn't let him be restrained by sword moves now."

Zhao Rong seemed to have realized something, but also seemed not to have.

That was really strange.

He had no internal strength, so he naturally would not force himself to test the sword, so he respectfully returned the Huqin Cang Sword to Mo Da.

I couldn't help asking:

"Master, how about the sword I just used?"

“The approach is correct, but…”

Mo Da said briefly and to the point, "Practice more."

Upon hearing this, the young leader of Hengshan breathed a sigh of relief and agreed happily.

Mr. Mo Da put away his huqin and said, "After returning from the Mid-Autumn Festival Five Mountains Alliance, I will hold a grand ceremony for our sect. All inner and outer disciples, as well as all the large and small forces affiliated with the Hengshan Sect, must be present."

"At that time, you will be appointed as the fourteenth generation head of our sect, senior brother."

This is to announce to the outside world and establish Zhao Rong as the next generation leader of the Hengshan School.

He first bowed to Mo Da.

Then he asked with a smile: "Master, you are not going to give up your position right away, are you?"

"How could it be so?" Mo Da's expression turned stern. "I will continue to supervise you and teach you to be a qualified sect leader."

Qualified leader?

The young leader of Hengshan looked at the old leader of Hengshan with suspicion.

The old master looked away guiltily, but scolded him for being "disrespectful".

"Master, today I met a little girl outside. She is quite talented."

"How do you know he's talented?"

"When I first started traveling around the world, I only considered myself an outer disciple of Xiaoxiang Yeyu. This little girl is so bold that she actually called herself the senior sister of Hengshan in front of me."

"Oh?"

Mo Da was really interested, and knowing that the young master was good at cheating, he asked again, "What's her name?"

Zhao Rong knew that his master was a Xiaoxiang soloist and looked down on the Gaoshui Liushui combination.

So, I thought about it.
"Her name is Zhao Feiyan."

When Mo Da heard the name, his eyes immediately lit up.

It is neither smoke nor fog, and it looks like smoke but is not fog. Isn’t it just fog?

It is exactly in line with our school!

From what my good disciple said, it seems he knows martial arts?
Another surname Zhao?!

Are you lying about being my disciple again?
Mr. Mo Da looked towards the ancestral temple and said quietly, "Could it be that Hengshan is going to produce another Zhao?"

Zhao Rong was speechless.

There are no two Zhaos in Hengshan, but there are two Rongs, one bright and one dark.

Uncle Lu, now I am truly the head of the sect.

……

Mr. Mo Da talked to Zhao Rong about the four sets of sword moves. It would probably take about half a month to perfect them. This was already fast. After all, this change was more difficult than the Sudden Rain Sword Move.

Zhao Rong suggested continuing to use the name of Seventy-two Peaks.

Mr. Mo Da didn't care about this matter, so Zhao Rong took the initiative and named them "Anshang Sword", "Qingcen Sword", "Jinjian Sword" and "Baima Sword" respectively.

Together with the previous three routes of Shuangshi, Xianyan and Ziyun, it forms the Seven Swords.

Now, the Seven Swords of Hengshan are complete.

It would be better if there were another Seven Masters of Hengshan.

Alliance Leader Zuo has Thirteen Guardians, and I have Seven Sons and Seven Swords, which are older than you. Alliance Leader Zuo must be sweating profusely.

After dealing with things here, Zhao Rong prepared to go to Liu's house.

Unexpectedly, the "corpse-earning expert" Xiang Danian went directly to Cangjian Pavilion, which was rarely seen in the past.

"Big Brother, Master is looking for you."

"Please come to Liu's house for a chat."

Zhao Rong smiled and asked, "Do you know what it is?"

"Hmm," Xiang Danian groaned, "It must be related to the three major sword-forging villas in Longquan."

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