Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 114: Immortal Three! (8.094k)
"There are countless green mountains on the river. The setting sun is still hanging over my small boat. I have already prepared a straw raincoat and am going home."

"In the misty rain of Jiangnan, the affectionate gulls and herons should not be startled to fly away, so that we can make an appointment to be together forever"

Outside the Cangjian Pavilion, the sound of the zither was profound and far-reaching. Junior Sister Li Weijin pressed the strings with her left hand and struck them with a bamboo ruler with her right hand to produce sound. Many of her fellow disciples from Hengshan listened intently.

A piece of jade chain music leads everyone to the depths of green shade, and a straw raincoat returns, keeping them company.

The young headmaster in the high pavilion was enjoying himself: "Junior sister Wei Jin plays the zither, which is the music of the Warring States period."

"Yes," Feng Qiaoyun said with regret, "It's a pity that Gao Jianli is not here."

Lu Songfeng exhaled a generous breath: "I can also sing along with Yishui."

"No, no!" everyone shouted, forcing Lu Songfeng to swallow his generosity.

The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. The hero leaves and never returns. Although it is heroic, it is also sad.

Today is a happy day. I am happy to have a little junior sister and also to have learned the new Xianyan sword technique.

Everyone was in high spirits, gathering together to discuss Zhenyue, and the tunes were even more respectful than before.

The young master has already played half of the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" on the pipa. This half sadness is enough. If he plays another half sadness, wouldn't he be leaning on the railing with worried brows?
Qu Feiyan quickly understood why the young master asked her to bring the pipa.

"Since my junior sister has a good companion, does she have wonderful music?"

Feng Qiaoyun asked with a chuckle, and when she mentioned the word "good companion", her eyes turned to the small pipa in her arms.

I thought that the little apprentice sister knew about music.

At this time, Junior Sister Wei Jin was playing the zither, and everyone was "intoxicated". If she could get some wonderful music, then Junior Sister Wei Jin would be able to blend in with all the disciples of Hengshan in the blink of an eye.

Qu Feiyan nodded slightly, holding the pipa in the courtyard, puffing up her little face and slowly exhaling.

The revolving shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune.

Mr. Mo Da sat cross-legged on the back of the roof of Cangjian Pavilion with a pot of wine beside him.

The young disciple understands the tragedy very well.
The strings of the pipa should be able to suppress the sorrow of a wandering song, telling the story of "young man has no joy, now he is drifting and haggard, wandering in the rivers and lakes".

However.
The sound of the pipa strings rang out, but it was not the sad tune that was played for him that day, but a beautiful and fresh picture was unfolded.

The melody comes from the Warring States sentiment of playing the zither to the frosty season, when the wind blows snowflakes and reflects on pines and cypresses, which are green and proud of the flying snow.

Elegance, nobility, and an irresistible comfort that comes slowly and easily.

Mr. Mo Da shook his head, smiled and drank another glass of wine.

As the song of flying flowers and green jadeite played, all the disciples followed the feeling of comfort.

Soon, cheers from many disciples were heard from all around.

The sound of music gradually rose in the Cangjian Pavilion, and some members of the Hengshan Sect were moved and sat cross-legged to practice the Zhenyue Jue.

Some disciples drew their swords and danced together, the sound of swords interspersed with the sounds of flutes and pianos.

Some people also started discussing the latest Xianyan sword technique.

This kind of strange atmosphere of practicing martial arts is probably only found in Hengshan School.

Qu Feiyan put down her pipa and came to the yard outside the Cangjian Pavilion.
He called out "A Bao A Bao."

After lunch, the disciples returned to Tingfengtai to practice swordplay.

An Shang Qingcen, Jin Jian and Bai Ma, these four sword techniques evolved from the Youlong Changing Hands Quick Sword are more advanced than the Sudden Rain Sword Technique, but many inner disciples are already practicing them.

At first, everyone knew only the Seventy-two Peaks Green, and beyond that they only learned the basics.

Nowadays, it is easy for the old inner disciples like them to grasp the essence of these quick sword moves.

Their respective strengths are incomparable.

The new Xianyan sword technique is not inferior to the Youlong Four-Way Fast Sword Technique, and it is easier to practice.

The disciples who entered the Path of Sudden Rain Sword were overjoyed, especially disciples like Li You who specialized in the Path of Immortal Rock Sword, who instantly found a fast path to becoming masters of swordsmanship.

Qu Feiyan also joined the sword practice, but was still practicing the Seventy-two Green Peaks.

For new disciples, if they don't practice the Diecui Sword Technique well, they still won't be able to master the Fast Sword Technique.

Each of the old disciples has more than ten or twenty years of experience. If the new disciples are not talented, they have to rely on time to accumulate knowledge, and they are far less able to practice as fast as the old disciples.

Mr. Mo Da and Zhao Rong stood side by side at the front of the carved corridor leading to the Yunwu Palace, their eyes hovering over the Tingfeng Terrace.

The old master stroked his beard with a smile, watching his disciples' swift sword moves. He was extremely happy about the new atmosphere in Hengshan.

The young master looked thoughtful. The new look of Hengshan was indeed pleasing, but he still felt that there was much room for improvement.

With the current strength, there is still a long way to go to cope with the general situation in the martial arts world.

"If your inner strength is strong enough, your swords can be even faster."

Zhao Rong muttered something, and the image of Xiaohua from Guzhai coming with wine appeared in his mind.

My dear sister, I miss you so much
"Qiao Yun and Ming Yi's internal strength is not too bad. Now that they have these new sword techniques, their abilities have greatly increased. They will benefit from you and will soon become pillars of our sect."

Mr. Mo Da, who was always strict with his disciples, rarely said anything good to praise his disciples.

"Some disciples have just entered the inner sect to learn the Zhenyue Technique. Even if their minds are calm, their inner strength cannot improve by leaps and bounds in one day."

"You can't expect everyone to be like you."

Zhao Rong smiled awkwardly.

Mo Da looked towards Tingfengtai and said:

"If your moves are strong enough and you slowly practice your internal skills, you will eventually be able to make great achievements."

"They have a smooth road ahead of them, so don't rush it."

"Disciple understands."

The master reminded him not to use his own talents to measure others, as everyone has their own talents.

Zhao Rong changed the subject and said, "Master, we are opening the mountain gate at the end of the year, and we can no longer focus on Hengzhou Prefecture."

"Don't bother with those trivial things," Mo Da said straightforwardly, "Just tell me what you want me to do."

Decentralization has brought about a new look for Hengshan, and the old leader is now even more lazy and unwilling to use his brain.

Seeing the old man acting like a hands-off boss, the young master felt relieved but also a little jealous.

"Then I'll trouble you, Master, to select the moves from the Hengshan basic sword moves from easy to difficult, and then combine them with the moves in the entry-level sword techniques to advance step by step."

"It has been perfected until the end of the year, forming a set of entry-level sword techniques assessment templates, while not revealing the secrets of our sword techniques."

As Zhao Rong and Mr. Mo Da walked towards the Cloud Mist Palace, he stated:
"The new disciples do not have the experience of the old disciples in practicing the Diecui sword technique. I want to select those who are predestined with the Hengshan sword technique. The Diecui and Kuaijian sword techniques under the Huifeng Luoyan sword both focus on form."

"He who has mastered the form will be able to practice the sword quickly."

"This way it will be easier to keep up with the old disciples."

Mr. Mo Da had some concerns, as this was never the way the Hengshan School recruited disciples.

Generally, we will not accept disciples without introduction from acquaintances, especially those with unclear backgrounds.

A young man like Zhao Rong, who was born in Hengyang and grew up in Zhaojiawu, can be considered to have a clear background.

Most of the core members of the Hengshan School are from Hengzhou Prefecture.

Choosing the best has its advantages, but it also has hidden dangers.

Many concerns flashed through Mr. Mo Da's mind, and he thought of the many instructions given to him by his master, great-grandmaster, great-uncle and others when they were alive.

As the leader of a sect, how should one protect his heritage?

Those thoughts rolled around in my heart, and when they came to my mouth, they turned into: "Okay, leave this matter to me, Master."

that's all
After all, he is a free and easy-going person. Since the Hengshan Sect is developing rapidly, there is no need for him to become a stumbling block on the road to progress for the young leader.

Besides
How can a person with ulterior motives concentrate on learning the essence of our school?

"Thank you Master!"

"You are truly the most wise and powerful person in the Five Mountains Sword Sect!"

Zhao Rong was quite pleasantly surprised to hear his master agree so readily, and then he said a bunch of exaggerated flattering words into the old master's ear.

……

It was the eighteenth day since Shang Sufeng was defeated in Longquan.

The owners of the three major villas in Longquan came to pay homage to the mountain. Although it is still a long way to the end of the year, they presented a number of gifts that are far more generous than those at the end of the year.

Hundreds of tempered weapons, multi-year medicinal materials, gold and silver utensils, and old music scores
Ten carts full of treasures, even though the three villas were quite wealthy, they felt the pain this time and showed their sincerity.

Zhao Rong fulfilled his promise that day.

Shu Yuexiu, the second daughter of the Shu family, entered the Hengshan sect and became an outer disciple.

Dugu Qing's son Dugu Xi was obsessed with Hengshan swordsmanship, so the owner of Dugu Manor made up his mind to make him join the Hengshan school.

On the Qiu family's side, Qiu Guangjun asked his son Qiu Mengting to join the mountain sect.

With this additional relationship, Zhujian Villa and Hengshan Sect became even closer.

They also benefited.
Firstly, their children can learn more advanced martial arts, and secondly, with the Hengshan School's sphere of influence, Zhujian Villa's business will be better.

In Ji'an Prefecture alone, the forces that once troubled the Sword Casting Villa now dare not act rashly.

Zhao Rong personally received the three owners.

However, Longquan's affairs were complicated, so the three owners returned in a hurry after staying for two days.

Zhao Rong sent someone to escort them all the way to the north city post station, giving them enough face.

Zhao Rong would rather have too few high-quality forces like this one that are close to the Hengshan School than too many.

The supplies from the three major villas are enough to train dozens of disciples.

……

"Big Brother is in the inner room,"

"Please~!"

Quan Ziju brought a woman in her early thirties into Luguan Pavilion.

When meeting with foreign guests, it is natural to choose this elegant and quiet room.

"Young Master Zhao!"

The woman did not look at the elegant piano and flute around her, but when she saw Zhao Rong, she hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to greet him, her words filled with a hint of excitement.

The woman was carrying a flower-shaped sword, and looked quite heroic.

Zhao Rong was confused and had no impression of her.

He stood up and bowed, motioning her to sit down.

"Who is your Excellency?"

The woman bowed and introduced herself. "My name is Zong Yingqi, and I am from Baishui, Yongzhou. Young Master Zhao has never seen me, but my husband was fortunate enough to meet you at the Changrui Escort Agency."

Yongzhou Baishui
Changrui Escort Agency
Zhao Rong's mind was quick, and a man with a gentle appearance and a copper-boned iron feather fan emerged in his mind.

"Is your husband Gongsun Shendu?"

"That's right!" Zong Yingqi was pleasantly surprised, "I didn't expect Young Master Zhao could still remember it!"

Zhao Rong smiled and asked, "Are you two disciples of Kongtong Sect?"

"It's just that I have a connection with the Kongtong Sect," Zong Yingqi said with a look of reminiscence, "My husband and I have the same master. He was once a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect. My sword skills and my husband's fan skills were both taught by our master."

The Shenquan Sect is also a branch of the Kongtong Sect, and is the predecessor of the Huajia Sect.

The Kongtong School has a wide variety of martial arts. The Huajia Sword is suitable for women to use, and the Peach Blossom Fan is also a female fan technique, so her husband switched to practicing the Copper Bone Iron Feather Fan.

After hearing this, Zhao Rong confirmed Zong Yingqi's identity and most of his doubts were dispelled.

"Why doesn't your husband come to meet friends, but you have to run around."

"He was beaten by the two evil men, Mobei Shuangxiong, in Nanchang Prefecture and nearly lost his life. He is currently recovering in Yongzhou and cannot come to visit."

Zong Yingqi took out a letter and said cryptically, "My husband said that this letter can only be given to Young Master Zhao."

"If anyone asks, I cannot even mention this letter."

Gongsun Shenshen had seen the internal discord in Hengshan at the escort agency, so it was normal for him to give such an explanation.

Zhao Rong thanked him and took the letter.

There was nothing written on the envelope. I opened it and took out the letter inside. I took a closer look.
Unconsciously, I exerted a little force on my hands.

"Where did Brother Gongsun get this information?"

Zong Yingqi guessed that he would ask this question, and immediately said, "Several horse caravans near Raozhou have been controlled by the Demon Cult. My husband was originally in the horse caravan business and knows some people in it."

"I heard some horse breeders confess this after drinking."

"We bought a good horse from a Western Region merchant and plan to sell it to the Wang family in Luoyang."

"This is a famous horse from Dayuan. I heard that the head of the Wang family plans to give it to his grandson as a gift next year."

Zhao Rong was stunned when he heard this, and the strength in his hand holding the letter paper loosened a bit.

The famous horse from Dayuan?

"The Luoyang Wang family, is it Wang Yuanba, the invincible golden sword?"

Zong Yingqi said: "That's right."

"The wife of the old hero Wang paid a large sum of money to buy a horse in Luoyang. When my husband heard about it, he bought this famous horse from Dayuan. But before he could go to Luoyang, he was targeted by the two heroes of Mobei."

Long Changxu was able to obtain the Bone-penetrating Dragon by relying on Gongsun Shendu’s methods.

This is a famous horse from Dawan.
Isn’t this the seventeenth birthday gift that Wang Yuanba’s wife gave to Lin Pingzhi?
When thinking of Lin Pingzhi, Zhao Rong thought of Lin Zhennan.

The chief escort saw injustice on the road in Le'an and helped him.

Zhao Rong calmed down and asked again, "Did the two thieves chase you because of this letter?"

"It's not the letter," Zong Yingqi said frankly, "My husband was extremely careful and didn't reveal any clues. He just stayed a few more days, and those two villains happened to come down from the north and ran into the cavalry."

"They want to steal the horses, but we naturally refuse."

"I didn't expect them to be so strong. Even with more than 30 of us together, we were no match for them. Seven or eight of them died in the blink of an eye, and the rest all escaped. Fortunately, the horsemen on the cavalry rode my husband away on horseback, saving his life."

"After some inquiries, I learned about the bad reputations of these two evil thieves."

When Zong Yingqi mentioned them, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and felt a little frightened.

After all, the two heroes of Mobei are two "monsters" who like to eat human flesh.

"I see."

"How is Brother Gongsun's injury?"

"I have a junior fellow disciple who is good at pharmacology. You can send him to go to Yongzhou with you."

"No need, no need. The doctor said he is fine and just needs to rest."

Zhao Rong nodded, waved the letter gently, and bowed to her, "Thank you both for this."

Zong Yingqi smiled rarely and said:
"If my husband knew that Young Master Zhao still remembered him, his injuries would probably get better immediately."

"..."

Zong Yingqi didn't stay in Hengshan Sect for long because she was thinking about her husband.

After safely delivering the letter to Zhao Rong, she left quickly. Zhao Rong knew that she came alone, so he sent two disciples to accompany her and escort her back to Yongzhou.

"Brother, what's going on?"

When Quan Ziju was questioning, Zhao Rong handed him the letter.
"The Raozhou branch is gathering manpower to attack our Hengshan faction. Blackwood Cliff will also send more men southward."

"Huh? Such a quick reaction, aren't they talking about an internal fight?" Quan Ziju was surprised.

"Leader Zuo suffered a loss in Hengyang, so he built up momentum in the Central Plains, wanting to join forces with our Hengshan Sect to wipe out the demon cult members who came south."

Zhao Rong analyzed, "Now that Yang Lianting is in power in Blackwood Cliff and the Raozhou branch is under his control, he can use us to get rid of the thorn in the Wind and Thunder Hall."

"League Leader Zuo thinks Hengyang isn't chaotic enough and wants to add fuel to the fire."

"Damn Master Zuo! He deserves to die!" Quan Ziju couldn't stand it anymore and started cursing.

Zhao Rong was amused and suddenly said:
“It’s not a bad thing actually.”

"What do you mean, brother?"

"This shows that the Songshan sect was unaware of our extermination of the Jiujiang group and thought it was the work of the Demon Cult. The forces gathered by the Raozhou branch in a short period of time were not enough. As long as they were delayed, we had already arrived at the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting."

"It just so happens that the Demon Cult is taking action"

"Junior brother, what is the purpose of our Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance?"

Quan Ziju said solemnly: "Of course it is to fight against the Demon Cult!"

"Yes."

Zhao Rong's eyes were deep. "My Hengshan sect is weak, so I have no choice but to ask for help from other sects through the Five Mountains Alliance."

"Hehe, let's get Taibao down the mountain and wipe out all the thieves in Raozhou."

Quan Ziju felt that this made sense. If the Demon Cult had any unusual movements, they should have reported it to all the other sects.

Everyone can help each other.

However, from the tone of the young master, he always felt that something big was about to happen.

"Brother, I will continue to build momentum in Hengzhou Prefecture."

"Yeah, but not enough."

"Contact the people in Longquan. I'm afraid they can't do it well. Send someone to work with them to set up spies in Fuzhou and Raozhou."

Quan Ziju took a breath and said, "I'm afraid I can't handle it alone."

"Then ask fellow disciples for help,"

Zhao Rong added: "I am going to Wushen Peak to retreat for a while, you keep an eye on the two heroes of Mobei."

"As soon as these two guys show up, lock their location and then send someone to the top of the mountain to tell me." "Repaying a favor, huh?" Quan Ziju shook the letter.

"I'm afraid I can't repay the favor."

"They robbed, killed, and ate people. These two guys deserve to die."

……

The next day, Zhao Rong went to Liu's house again.

The Qiu family originally relied on the Liu Mansion, and this time the Sword Casting Villa sent a large number of valuable gifts.

Mr. Liu San was very kind to him. Without his approval, how could the Liu family easily be united?

Zhao Rong came here out of filial piety.

"Big Brother!"

As soon as I entered the door, Liu Jing came to greet me at a trot.

Zhao Rongcai greeted her.

Two more men with righteous faces ran out from Liu's residence, "Big Brother!"

"Is Junior Brother healed?"

Mi Weiyi smiled and said, "It's no longer a problem. Now that I've practiced swordsmanship, I'm itching to do it!"

"I am ready to be sent by my brother at any time."

Xiang Danian on the side said, "It's a pity that I went to Yuanzhou to celebrate the birthday of Master Song on behalf of my master, and I didn't go to Chenglongquan."

"My hands are itching to do that too!"

Before Zhao Rong could speak, Liu Jing laughed and said:
"Brother Mi, lie down quickly!"

"it is good!"

Mi Weiyi fell down with his eyes closed, like a corpse.

"Brother Xiang, since you are itching to try, then try exploring and see if you can get a big explosion."

The 'corpse' on the ground laughed when he heard that, and he could no longer continue the performance.

He rolled his eyes at Danian.

Recently, there are always disciples of the Liu family pretending to be corpses in front of him, trying to absorb his luck.

Fang Qianju on the roof laughed out loud.

The teacher uncle joked above:
"Niece, he can't bring himself to kill Junior Brother Mi if he lies down."

"You lie down and he will..."

"Uncle-master!" Liu Jing yelled angrily.

"You young people are really interesting," the teacher uncle said calmly, and then said to Zhao Rong, "Master nephew, can you play the piece you played the other day again?"

"Sure," Zhao Rong said with a smile, "How about Uncle Master running errands for me in Raozhou?"

Fang Qianju ignored him and turned away.

Zhao Rong walked through the bamboo garden path and met Mr. Liu Sanye.

He didn't explain his purpose when he heard Mr. Liu San say:

"You don't have to worry about the Sword Forging Villa. I don't want to get involved, so you can share my worries."

"I'm working on the repertoire, which is quite critical."

"besides."

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment before he had the chance to speak, "What do you want, uncle?"

Mr. Liu smiled at him.
"My disciples were right to follow you. I didn't make a mistake in choosing you."

Zhao Rong felt that this was not right: "Uncle Master, what is this..."

Liu Zhengfeng straightened his expression, but lowered his voice and said:
"My dear nephew, when your uncle retires from the underworld, I will leave them all to you, and I will be completely relieved."

Ok? !

Zhao Rong frowned and quickly advised:
"Uncle Master, why do you have to retire? I have a disciple here and I will not let anyone disturb you!"

"Ha ha."

Mr. Liu San, who looked wealthy, chuckled twice.
"My nephew, I had the idea of ​​retiring at first, but after seeing what you have done, I felt that you could help me solve my problems, so I gave up the idea and stopped bothering my friends."

"But."

"Listening to your song "Swordsman", it really tells the state of mind of Master Uncle. It makes me feel deeply moved."

"So what if your heart is not in the arena?"

Mr. Liu San ignored the complicated expression on Zhao Rong's face and shook his sleeves.

"If I were in the Jianghu, how could I talk about the mountains and rivers? How could the melody be pure?"

"I want to wash away the grudges in the martial arts world, wash away the dust on my body, and leave the martial arts world. For me, this is the way to be the best in the martial arts world."

"My nephew really enlightened me."

"I also want to create my own song of Swordsman and Swordsman. Isn't it beautiful to have such a beautiful landscape?"

Seeing him like this, Zhao Rong knew it was useless to persuade him any further.

I could only bow to him.

What a trust it is to entrust all the disciples of the Liu family to him.

"Uncle Master"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but reveal an expression of regret on his face.

Liu Zhengfeng came up and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's just that I don't ask about the affairs of the martial arts world. It's not like a candle goes out when a person dies."

"Nephew, if you miss your uncle, just come to Liu's house anytime."

And comforted him like a child:
"Go and play. Ask Liu Jing and the others to play with you. Uncle Master needs to study music and is busy right now."

Zhao Rong felt very complicated when he left Liu's house.

He originally came to show his filial piety, but he didn't expect to be bombarded with shocking news by the Third Master.

Because of a song, I decided to wash my hands again
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have played the song "Cang Hai Yi Xiao".

"Eh"

"Go ahead and wash, Uncle Master, just wash yourself."

"Wash your hands,"

"If the people from Songshan Sect are still capable of coming, I will clean up the Taibao."

……

As the saying goes, one day of yellow dust means three days of rain, three days of yellow dust means nine days of sunshine.

The yellow sand in the north of Hengyang City blew for several days, and the sky was as blue as the sea.

The sun rose as big as a car hood,
The early morning sunlight made the dew on the mulberry leaves on Tianzhu Peak even more crystal clear. Through the dewdrops, a small green insect could be seen slowly crawling.

A gray tit was flying hurriedly across the mountains, grabbing the little insect in its mouth and darting upwards!

However, there was a figure in green clothes who was faster than it and climbed up a cliff that was a meter high in one go.

The twenty-fifth day after Shang Sufeng’s defeat in Longquan.

Zhao Rong climbed up Tianzhu again, preparing to practice sword in seclusion to further consolidate what he had gained from Longquan.

Set a small goal: to practice the Phantom Sword to the satisfaction of the master.

It had been sunny for several days, and although it was early morning, the clouds and mist in the mountains were still much lighter.

The small green pool below the peak was rippling with ripples. It turned out that a small green snake was frightened and ran away.

After passing the pond, I saw the narrow road again.

It’s just that the old vine has turned green.

It was very slippery at that time and one misstep would lead to falling off the cliff.

He took a few deep breaths and jumped up to the cave on the mountain wall in front of the narrow path. The candles covered with spider silk, broken bowls, old bedding and other old things had already been replaced by Zhao Rong.

The wooden bed was wiped clean and covered with a new quilt, and there was a soft double lion pillow.

A lotus leaf chandelier hangs from the top of the cave.

There is a small brazier for boiling tea below, with a border of goldfish algae printed around it.

There was a fir table next to the bed, on which he had placed several books.

There is the music score of "Flying Flowers and Green Jade" given by Qu Feiyan, the short storybook "Biography of Fox Demon" taken from Quan Ziju, the "Golden Bell Cover" that Xiang Danian revealed last time, and the "Breaking Waves Palm" handwritten by Ai Gencai.

There are all kinds of other daily necessities in the cave.

The young master plans to stay in the mountains for a while longer, and of course he doesn't want to sleep in a doghouse.

Moreover, he liked this peak very much.

You can see the rolling sea of ​​clouds, the undulating mountains, and the magnificent scenery of scorching sun, fog, wind and rain. It is really a rare and wonderful place.

On the first day of reaching the summit, Zhao Rong did not rush to practice sword skills, but immersed himself in the sea of ​​clouds and mountain breeze of Tianzhu.

There was no thunder or heavy rain this time.

Sitting cross-legged alone on the top of the mountain, the young man seems to be lonely, but upon closer inspection, it seems that he is gradually merging with the power of the Pillar of Heaven.

It seems to have become a part of this peak.

Then wherever he goes, that is the top of the Pillar of Heaven.

On the second day after climbing the mountain, Zhao Rong began to practice sword.

From the most basic sword moves of stabbing, picking, cloud, and lifting
He performed all the most basic sword moves of the Hengshan Sword Technique.

Then we arrived at the Seventy-two Green Peaks.

The disassembled sword moves were suddenly combined, and the use of Seventy-two Green Peaks was very magical.

This kind of wonder was something he had never experienced before.

Zhao Rong at the top of the mountain fixed his gaze.
"What was that feeling like? It was very vague."

As a master of the Hengshan School who has mastered the Fantasy Sword Style, it is really strange that he suddenly becomes confused about the basic sword techniques.

He quickly used the Diecui sword move again.

"No, this doesn't feel right."

I wanted to grab something, but it seemed like I was grabbing at air.

This drove him a little crazy.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but use the Diecui sword moves over and over again!
Time passed day by day.
Fifteen days later.

at last!

As the vague feeling became clearer and clearer, Zhao Rong seemed to realize something. At that moment, a chill surged from the pendant on his chest, which directly put him into a state of meditation!
His eyes suddenly lit up!

Fifteen days!

Finally the fog has cleared!

He came up with a whole new definition for that feeling.

The connection and changes between the basic sword moves and the Seventy-two Green Peaks were no longer vague in his mind, but had a complete answer.

It's like I gradually understand,

Why they were put together that way.

From the perspective of a recruiter, to the perspective of a recruiter!

If Mr. Mo Da were here, he would definitely be shocked.

The old man practiced Hengshan swordsmanship for more than sixty years before he could barely reach this grandmaster level in his school's sword techniques.

Therefore, it is possible to combine the Qi circulation method of the Swift Sword with the Sudden Rain into three emerald sword paths.

Zhao Rong was inspired by Longquan, and with the guidance of Shang Sufeng, he created the second path of Xianyan Sword Path with the help of many disciples.

Although it was his first time to create this move.

But he had unknowingly taken a big step forward, and now he was at the top of the Pillar of Heaven, materializing this feeling.

Only a leader like Mo Da, who has been immersed in the swordsmanship of his sect for many years, can have such vision!
"Da da da"

A light rain fell on the top of the mountain.

The young master frowned and walked back and forth like a headless fly.

For what I have gained in the past fifteen days,
Extremely dissatisfied!

"It's just that I understand the birth and germination of basic sword moves and entry-level sword techniques, but it doesn't seem to be of much use."

"It must be commonplace in the Master's eyes."

He raised his sword and stabbed out a phantom sword light. Although it was rounder, he felt that the change was not too big.

I feel a little lost.

"The Phantom Sword Style is indeed difficult to break through. I still have a long way to go."

"If Master sees me, I will definitely not have the chance to learn the Thirteen Styles of Cloud and Mist."

"..."

Zhao Rong thought so in his heart, but he drew out the Autumn Water Sword and somehow used the Diecui Sword Technique again.

This time,
He also added the sword path of Sudden Rain of Swift Swords, starting with the Double Stone Swords.

suddenly,

After using the double stone swords only once, he was stunned.

The raindrops hit my face, it was cool and misty, but I seemed not to notice it.

"So, this is how Master created the Double Stone Sword Path. It's really ingenious."

Such a voice sounded in his heart.

seem
The old leader can create, and the young leader can also create.

If he could use the Sudden Rain Sword Qi Circulation Technique again, Zhao Rong felt that there was no need for Mr. Mo Da to take action.

It may be a bit awkward, but there is no problem in creating this double stone sword.

Perform the Purple Cloud Sword Path once.

really!

It feels similar to the Double Stone Sword Road!
"I see."

Zhao Rong smiled slightly as he got a glimpse of the secret of his master's creative moves.

At least it's not a complete loss.

After he had carefully experienced these two sword techniques, it was already the twentieth day of his sword training in seclusion.

The flow of time seemed to be faster than Zhao Rong felt.

The 21st day.

After Zhao Rong practiced the Xianyan sword technique again, he suddenly frowned.

The problem is not with the Xianyan swordsmanship, the problem lies with the newly revised Xianyan swordsmanship.

This was the move he created in Longquan at that time, and he was particularly clear in his mind about every detail of the process of creating the move.

But from this perspective, there is a feeling that the sword moves are not perfect.

The combination of Xianyan Quick Sword and sudden rain is the first way, and the combination of pace and elusive feeling becomes the second way.

Zhao Rong concentrated and used the second move of the Xianyan Sword three times in a row.

suddenly,

The sword moves in his hand changed!

The secret of Mo Yun's thirty-six attacks and kills is the twisting sword and moving it around. After Zhao Rong brought the twisting sword and moving it around into the Xianyan Sword, he also thought of the Huifeng Luoyan Sword, which was evolved from the basic sword moves of their school.

The sword falls on two geese!

This move is the essence and the threshold!

He suddenly had an idea, and when he performed the second move of Xianyan's sword-twisting technique, he suddenly changed the sword's grip from being straight to being reversed.

During the process, basic sword moves such as changing hands, sinking the body, and cloud sword were integrated in at an extremely fast speed!
at once!

Against Moyun thirty-six times!
Reverse sword twist!

In an instant, it changed suddenly from positive to negative, and immediately turned into two flickering and rapidly spinning sword lights!

This completely ended the strange and changeable Hengshan sword technique. Although there were only two sword lights, they were similar to the Sword of Falling Two Geese, but because they were extremely erratic, they suppressed the essence of the Huifeng Luoyan Sword!
That is
He forcibly opened up a new sword path!
And it is the upward sword path that transcends the essence of the Huifeng Luoyan sword threshold!
Xianyan First Road, Xianyan Second Road.
this.
"Isn't this the third road of Xianyan?"

"Xian San!?"

At the top of Tianzhu Peak, Zhao Rong stared at his hands in a daze.

what did I do.
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