Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 115: Battle of Bitan!

Chapter 115: Battle of Bitan! (8.123k)
As spring was drawing to a close, on the top of the high cliff of Tianzhu, the east wind blew fog and rain in my face.

The drizzle is soft, warming my face and heart.

With his mind back in mind, Zhao Rong clenched the sword with his hand, tilted the tip of the sword downward, turned his arm and wrist, and quickly twisted the sword and attacked again!
Whistle!
It was like gusts of wind blowing through the mist, and the rapid sound was like the sharpening of swords in the gale.

Mo Yun, Ni Mo Yun strangled!

"Hey~!"

Quick sword strikes out continuously!

Raindrops were cut by his sword, and shot in all directions along the force of the sword, piercing through the mountain fog and hitting the surrounding cliffs with a rustling sound, like an exciting minor tune.

Zhao Rong used this new Immortal Three Quick Swords three times in a row, his face filled with excitement and joy.

Look up at the vastness of the universe, look down at the grandeur of swordsmanship, let the eyes wander and let the mind wander, it is truly a joy!
"Hahaha!"

He laughed three times in a row, expressing his heroic spirit and stirring up the sword energy in the whole mountain.

Just as the breeze was blowing over the hills, the young man called for his sword and rose from Hengyang. He wore a green shirt and a three-foot-long sword, and the sword energy flowed into a cup of wine.

Walk to the end of the cliff and sit down to watch the fog rise.

Zhao Rong sat on the edge of the Tianshan cliff, gazing far into the distance. In high spirits, he picked up the wine gourd that was placed between two old vines and drank the whole thing in one gulp.

"Master, Master!"

"The Three Immortal Moves I created should be pleasing to your eyes, right?"

He laughed.

At this time, he talked to himself to the mountain wind and clouds, ignoring the drizzle above his head, feeling very proud.

The hard training over the past twenty days was not in vain.

It not only broadens our horizons, but also helps us come up with new ideas.

The Three Immortal Swords were significantly different from the Huifeng Luoyan Sword, continuing the "heavy form" of the fast sword moves, and were completely different from the Huanjian Style and Yunwu Thirteen Styles.

The sword of heavy form, even if the talent is poor, can still achieve success with enough hard work.

After all disciples practice the second form of the Immortal Rock Sword, they can then practice the third form.

After practicing to this level, his techniques have already surpassed the Sima brothers.

The route is clear, and finally a group of decent masters have emerged!
It’s really not easy for my Hengshan School.

The young master felt a little sour in his heart and took another sip of wine.

Then he poured the wine onto the cliff several times.

"Brother Sima, Brother Huangfu, Brother Shang"

"Drink it with all the brothers."

……

For many days afterwards, whether it was the Diecui Sword Technique, Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique, or Huanjian Style,
These Hengshan sword techniques became more and more perfect in Zhao Rong's hands.

The sword moves with the heart, and the heart moves with the will.

He was able to send and receive movements freely and naturally, and gradually developed the demeanor of a sect leader.

One and a half months later, suddenly one day,
There was a thunder on the soles of the tourists' feet, and the stubborn clouds couldn't move away.

The sky was covered with thick clouds and heavy sediment was pressing down.

There were loud thunders and heavy rains falling.

A heavy rain poured down, watering the land of Xiaoxiang.

Three days later, in the evening, the rain stopped and the air became clearer.

The old vines on Tianzhu Peak have already sprouted in spring, and are lush and green with the rain.

The pool under the waterfall near the top of the cliff is filled with water, and the accumulated water in the mountain stream flows down from top to bottom, forming a small waterfall.

"crash"

The sound of the water curtain falling could be heard every day, causing Zhao Rong to come and take a look several times.

On the third night after the rain,
The moon was obscured by clouds and the starlight was dim. Zhao Rong came down from a cave in the stone wall at the edge of the cliff.

He was in good spirits and played a short flute on the way.

The sound of flutes and the relaxed and lively tunes echoed on Tianzhu Peak.

It is very pleasing to see a ray of moonlight occasionally swaying in the clear water of the pond.

After hearing the flute music, he took off his clothes and placed the Autumn Water Sword on the stone wall, jumped into the pool to bathe, and used the mountain spring water to practice Frost and Cold Qi.

Due to the heavy rain a few days ago, the pool has expanded to a larger area.

It is no more than two zhang wide, but more than seven or eight zhang long. It becomes shallower towards the edge and connects to the stream below.

The waterfall on the cliff was not as violent as before, but it still made a loud noise in Zhao Rong's ears.

For about half a cup of tea, he was practicing cold energy in the spring pool.

Prepare to practice for two more weeks to finish the exercise.

My ears moved slightly, as if I heard a sound.
There are many wild animals in this mountain. At first, I thought they were small snakes, rabbits, wild boars, etc. running here to drink water, so I didn't pay much attention to them.

After all, during the time he was in seclusion, there were no climbers at night as soon as night fell.

however,
What Zhao Rong didn't expect was...
"Boom~!"

There was a crisp sound.

A small stone suddenly fell into the pool, followed by the sound of very light footsteps.

The light was dim, and everything in the distance was definitely hazy.

Zhao Rong's hearing is definitely not weak.
Even through the waterfall, one could tell from the sound of the footsteps that the person coming was an expert!

Feeling alert, he couldn't help but glance up at the stone wall above his head, wondering whether he should jump up.

The sword and the clothes are on it.

After thinking about it, he decided to give up and calmed down a little.

As long as he doesn't make any noise, the person who comes will definitely not be able to find him.

It's just right to observe in secret. If this stranger goes towards the stone cave, he is most likely not friendly.

In dim light.

A figure in black was wearing a veil and had very long eyelashes. He looked around as if looking for the source of the flute sound.

Not to mention the melody, she also admired the profound artistic conception alone.

Playing music alone in the mountains in the night, I can be happy and contented.

What kind of state of mind is this? It is really hard to fathom how magnanimous he is.

There are such interesting people.
I think he is a hermit living in Tianshan, a recluse who has escaped from the world.

Unfortunately, I saw nothing. After the sound of the flute disappeared, I tried to find the man, but there was no trace of him.

I have often heard that there are many hermits in Xiaoxiang, who come and go alone, indulge in the mountains, and brew the elixir of life with white stone.

She stopped there and listened attentively.

Apart from the sound of the waterfall, there was really no sound.

I think the hermit has left long ago.

She sighed softly, and seeing the water rippling, she couldn't help but throw the other stone in her hand into the distance of the pool.

"Boom" sound.

Then he squatted down, raised his sleeves and waved them to brush away the mist around the pool.

Her skirt dragged on the ground. She sat on a brown rock and took off her shoes and socks.

I soaked my feet in the pool of water, swaying them briskly, playing with the clear blue water, with a relaxed look on my face.

Hengyang has beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, and beautiful music.

It's a wonderful place that makes people feel good.

but
Whenever she touched her forehead, she couldn't help but clench her snow-white teeth.

Although there was no marking on the sword that day, after thinking about it carefully, I guessed the person's identity.

Just thinking about it.
suddenly!

"Chichi."

There was a faint sound coming from the other side of the pond.
She shouted, "Who!"

"..."

This voice seems a little familiar.

Zhao Rong was startled and saw a badger coming in front of him. The noise was made by the badger.

This damn badger!
"Bang~!"

Water splashed in the pool and waves surged up.

Hearing the noise over there, he jumped onto the stone wall without hesitation, quickly put on his clothes and took his sword.

On the other side, he put on his shoes without even having time to put on his brocade socks.

"唔~!"

In the end, the man in black was faster and his sword was unsheathed.

She took a few steps forward, displaying her lightness skills.

"Zhzzz!"

The sound of his clothes moving rapidly was extremely fast. He leaped a few times and landed on the big rock on the cliff next to Zhao Rong. They could see each other's figures through the waterfall.

Although Zhao Rong's clothes were disheveled, he had already drawn his sword.

Compared with this person, he did not lose any momentum because of his haste.

His eyes fixed on a familiar figure and he frowned slightly: "Who are you, sir?"

"and who are you?"

There was some doubt on both sides.

After they had only asked each other this question, they both became quick-witted and suddenly shouted in unison:

"Oh it's you!"

Zhao Rong was alert and had already realized that the other party was the master from White Horse Night.

This person's swordsmanship is extremely sharp, but it is unclear what his martial arts style is.

But his skills are definitely better than that of Songshan Taibao, and cannot be matched by the Dian Cang twin swords.

At that time, they were entangled in a fight on a big tree in the forest, and he had the advantage in terms of physical skills.

He suddenly used the power of the Frost Palm, then dropped his sword and retreated.

If I had met this person alone before, it would probably not be easy to fight him head-on.

But at this time his skills had improved greatly, and Zhao Rong's confidence was incomparable to that of Bai Ma Ye.

The clouds in the sky suddenly became thicker, making the already misty Tianzhu Peak hazy.

The man in black suddenly snorted:
"You ask me who I am? I will tell you"

"I am the senior brother of the Hengshan Sect, Diujian, my last name is Zhao Rong."

"Well? How do you want to be?"

It was still hard to tell whether the voice was male or female, but it had a strong tone of teasing and venting.

Zhao Rong didn't feel strange when his identity was revealed.

But he was not convinced in his heart, so he ignored the words of the man in black and asked:
"Did you come here specially to see me?"

The man in black said disdainfully:
"Tianzhu Peak is not yours. Why would I look for you when I climb the mountain? Hengyang is famous for the upright people of Hengshan. But you tried to sneak attack me by hiding your presence under the waterfall. It's really shameful."

"hehe."

“Who is to be ashamed of?”

"I was bathing in the pond, naked, and you suddenly came to visit me. I didn't hold my breath, so should I come out and meet you openly?"

"you!!"

Zhao Rong only heard a scolding, but did not see that after the man in black heard his words, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and his sword-holding hand even trembled.

Her beautiful face turned red, but her eyes were filled with anger and shame.

Cold smoke gathers in the blue night sky, looking at Tianshan Mountain, the green mountain is blurred.

Such a magnificent scene was ruined by the clouds and fog, and Cangyue had no pity, so no one could appreciate it.

"What are you?"

Zhao Rong asked, "Where is my sword? You took my sword, now give it back to me."

"I won't give it to you!"

The man in black gritted his teeth and spoke in a cold voice, but he thought of a frank boy hiding in the pool.

That scene made her originally cold words suddenly warm up a little.

"That day, you were the one who attacked me first with murderous intent. You lost your sword because you are incompetent. Why do you come to me for it?"

Zhao Rong disagreed with her words, "I have used up most of my energy, and it's glorious for you to win?"

"Isn't Brother Hengshan able to fight against the eight great masters of the Demon Sect?"

The other party responded faster than Zhao Rong expected, showing that he was a very quick thinker. "You're exhausted after fighting a few Taibao?"

"How do you know that I haven't also used up my internal energy?"

"Master Diu Jian relied on his body movements to jump up and down, used various tricks, and used his icy true energy to sneak attack me. Is this considered glorious?"

Zhao Rong said, "So it was you who killed the black-robed elder of the Demon Sect."

"In that case."

"Give me back my sword, and I'll let you go down the mountain."

Hearing this, the man in black sneered and said, "You're going to let me go down the mountain?"

She raised her two-foot-long dagger and pointed it at the sword in Zhao Rong's hand. "Brother Diesword, throw down the sword in your hand now, and I will let you go down the mountain."

"Good good!"

The young master also laughed in anger, "Then let's see who leaves something behind tonight."

……

"Zheng~!"

The two long swords pierced through the waterfall curtain almost at the same time, and the speed of each sword was extremely fast!
They were still talking just now, and in the blink of an eye, they attacked almost at the same time!

Seven or eight consecutive symphonies, the waterfall splashed,

The streams of water brought out by the swords shot out like steel whips. They each moved their bodies to dodge, but the swords in their hands showed no sign of slowing down.

When Zhao Rongyun used the sword skill of sudden rain to fight against her, he was defeated immediately.

Now my skills have greatly improved and my horizons have broadened.

Even if it was just the Immortal Sword in his hands, he could rely on his profound internal strength to reach a higher sword speed, which was completely different from the offensive situation at that time.

In the first attack, Zhao Rong no longer looked like he was defeated as he did that time.

Both of them were attacking with their swords very fast!
Fighting across the water curtain at this moment is really extremely dangerous!

The internal force cuts along the sword,

clap clap!

A section of the waterfall seemed to be cut off by a sword, and fell down in intermittent syllables.

"Hey~!"

The man in black struck the water with his palm, and with a "bang" a wave of water filled with true energy was created!

Zhao Rong ducked to hide.
The man in black immediately followed up with a quick move, and the water flew over his head like a swallow!

Zhao Rong raised her sword and flew back to the peak, using the dragon-riding step to twist the sword and move it towards the water curtain!
With the other palm, he mobilized the frosty true energy and suddenly slapped the water curtain!

“Whisper!”

The man in black flew up hurriedly, as if trying to climb the stone wall above.

The place where she was was hit by Zhao Rong's frosty palm power and was covered with ice.

“Whisper!”

There was another sound of leaping forward, and Zhao Rong drew his sword and chased after him.

The man in black suddenly touched the cliff, turned around and faced downwards, and flexibly pressed his palm upwards to hold the sword guard in an instant. Yunlong turned over and stabbed with the sword!
"clang clang clang"

Zhao Rong was prepared and retaliated with three consecutive sword strikes. He twisted his legs on the big rock wall and tied them to an old vine. The man in black did almost the same thing.

The two men clung to the vines with their legs, dangling on the cliff.

The sound of the two swords clashing became one above the waterfall!
"Bang~!"

When their palms met, Zhao Rong's heart skipped a beat. He was about to shake his hand again, but the other party didn't fall for it and shook it away with force.

But this time,
The black-clothed man's palm power no longer had any advantage over him.

The two figures used the force to leap up again and reached the top of the waterfall.

Zhao Rong's Huifeng Luoyan sword was filled with murderous intent, and the sword turned into five sword lights!
The man in black was slightly surprised, and the dagger in his left and right hand slashed his wrists in a series of movements, like a flying bee and a dancing butterfly, connecting five sword lights.

Zhao Rong used his inner strength again.

The true energy quickly passed through the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian in his hand, and five sword lights reappeared, almost encircling the man in black!
"Hey~!"

The two of them couldn't help but snort. The black-clothed man's wrist flower swept to the extreme. She knew that the Hengshan sword technique combined the real and the fake, and she also knew that Zhao Rong was deceitful, so she predicted and did not force this second swift attack.

as predicted!

Zhao Rong flashed five sword lights, and suddenly connected with the phantom sword style, and there was another sword light!
If you are not careful, you will be pierced by this phantom sword's killing move!
Flying swallow in the sky!

She took a step back and retreated hastily.

Look at Zhao Rong's sword, which was a combination of real and fake, and full of murderous intent. The man in black pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, and anger suddenly filled his beautiful eyes.

Her sword's momentum suddenly changed!
Bai Lian flew across the sky, and the swift sword in his hand no longer slashed left and right, but suddenly became fierce and decisive. Without any other tricks, he fought with Zhao Rong, and every move was aimed at the vital points!

This kind of attack seemed like they were really angry and wanted to fight with Zhao Rong to the death, injuring and killing each other.

"Are you crazy? Do you want to die with me?"

Zhao Rong's face was tense, and as soon as he changed his mind, he raised his knees to block the sword and took defensive measures.

The two fought all the way to the edge of the cliff, and had already exchanged a hundred moves.

Each of them was fighting with all their internal strength and was already out of breath.

"If you want to kill me, why are you hiding?"

This scolding made Zhao Rong frown slightly.

Before, the man in black lowered his voice.

It's not suppressed at this moment, it's very crisp.

"If I don't hide, will I die with you? Who are you?"

"Hmph, I'll kill you!"

"Go to hell!"

"You are the one who is going to die!" The two men fought from the high cliff to the old vines on the edge of the cliff. This time they were so angry that they each cut off the old vines that were climbing on each other's feet.

When falling, they should have each sought support from the cliff.

however!
The man in black controlled his body, the sword flashed without stopping, every move hit the vital points, and he swung the sword all the way down!
Zhao Rong was forced into a corner and had no choice but to fight her with sword all the way.

“Boom! Boom!”

Two sounds of falling into the water were heard one after the other, creating a huge splash of water.

They fell into the deepest part of the center of the pool, which was more than ten feet deep!
A huge force falling from the top caused both of them to feel pain. Their whole bodies shook and their swords fell to the bottom of the pool.

Zhao Rong felt relieved!
He is an excellent swimmer, like a white shark in the waves. With just a nimble swing and kick of his feet, he can hang above the water.

The man in black was obviously not as good at swimming as him, but he had quick reactions.

Even though he knew he would be at a disadvantage in a palm fight, he still took the initiative to strike at Zhao Rong.

"Bang~!!"

The left and right palms faced each other, and the internal force caused the surrounding water to explode!
A wave of water formed a big circle around them, rising and falling!

Zhao Rong is good at water, while the man in black uses the strength of his palms to stabilize his body.

but,

She already felt two streams of ice rushing along the Shaofu Shenmen acupoints straight to the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of the Hand! !

If she delays for just a moment, she will surely lose!

She could never have imagined that after such a short period of time, this guy could actually be on par with her.

For a moment, she hated herself for being lazy on a daily basis.

I started to suspect that I had made a mistake last time.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"What is your purpose in coming to Hengyang?"

Zhao Rong deliberately led her to talk so that the cold air could break through the blockage of the true Qi in her body.

The veil on the black-clothed man's head had already fallen off the cliff when he fell. At this time, the distance was very close. Zhao Rong could vaguely see a pair of slender eyebrows and immediately asked:

"Why does it sound like a young girl?"

"If you surrender now and let me seal your acupuncture points, you may still have a chance to save your life."

"Captured without mercy?!"

A clear and angry voice sounded, "Don't even think about it!"

Zhao Rongben held her hands.

At this moment, she was filled with shame and anger. She didn't care about anything else. She immediately held Zhao Rong's hands and then put all her strength into his hands.

This is equivalent to Zhao Rong holding up the two of them by treading water with his feet.

She lowered her head and took a big gulp of water, then kicked her feet hard, and then sprayed a mouthful of water on Zhao Rong's face, making his vision blurry.

The water splashed and the wind whistled in my ears.

Zhao Rong had nowhere to gain support, so he quickly lowered his head!
"boom!"

Their foreheads collided just like last time.

"Are you going to let go or not?" This time, the voice was that of a girl who was extremely ashamed and angry.

Zhao Rong ignored it. Although he felt dizzy, he still increased the frost energy in his hands.

"Bang~!"

Another head-on collision.

The water in the pool was scarlet, and blood was oozing from the foreheads of the two men, both of them were injured.

The young master gritted his teeth and held his breath again.

The girl also clenched her teeth, feeling the cold air penetrating more and more strongly, so she tried her best to use greater strength to hit him hard!

"Bang~!"

After the muffled sound, the two men's eyes turned white and rolled back like fish that had been electrocuted.

"Ahem~!"

A mouthful of water went down their noses, and they coughed violently at the pain and woke up again.

The man in black swam towards the shore, and Zhao Rong also went ashore.

Wherever the two men swam, there was a layer of blood.

The girl was soaked all over, revealing her exquisite curves. After getting ashore, she glared at Zhao Rong and then fled down the mountain in panic.

He didn't want the dagger that fell into the pool anymore, but he was still reluctant to throw away the sleeve that was torn from Zhao Rong's clothes in his hand.

Zhao Rong saw her staggering and stood up to chase her.

Suddenly I felt dizzy and decided to give up.

For a moment, he was really confused.

I roughly guessed her identity.

The girl was about the same age as him.

That.
The only girl in the world who has such amazing talent and ability at this age is probably the Saint Lady.

With a frontal attack, he used five moves and five swords to snatch five flags of the Five Mountains Alliance from the hands of five Taibao-level masters.

He probably didn't have that level of skill at that time, but Zhao Rong still saw how powerful he was.

He took a breath of cool air by the lake.

Zhao Rong rubbed his head, his hands were covered in blood.

Is this considered as giving someone a taste of your own medicine?
To offend the Saint Lady is a big trouble. I wonder if she still has the appeal she will have in the future in the martial arts world.

"We need to ask all of our junior brothers to gather more information."

Zhao Rong was deep in thought, "If there is any unusual movement in the martial arts world, I must take precautions early."

"It's just in time for the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting."

"If she gathers martial arts experts, I will tell Master Zuo that she led people to kill Taibao."

“Damn it, I’m not afraid of you as long as Master Zuo is protecting me.”

He took a deep breath and wiped the blood from his forehead.

Then I thought about the reason why this girl came to Hengyang.
Zhao Rong had a flash of inspiration: Qu Zhiyin!
Oh, right, Guangling San!

However, in recent times, Qu Zhiyin hasn't even seen Feifei and has been staying in Liu's mansion, isolating himself from the world in advance. Finding him is harder than climbing to the sky.

My head hurts a bit, and I feel a bit dizzy.

All three hits hit the vital points and he almost died in the pool.

If I were seen by my fellow disciples, I would have no face even after death.

Zhao Rong glanced at the pond. Although he couldn't see clearly, he thought there should be two swords lying at the bottom of the pond.

"Huh, you want to steal my sword?"

The young master smiled proudly, and all the troubles from the night at Baima Manor disappeared in an instant.

He calmed himself down and wanted to retrieve the sword, but gave up for the time being.

I returned to the cave and changed my wet clothes. There was a large rip on the cuff of my sleeve, which was torn by the girl when I tried to break free from her hand.

Under the lotus leaf lamp, Zhao Rong found a cloth bandage to bandage the wound on his head, and then began to meditate while practicing the Xisui Jing.

About three or four hours later, I began to feel sleepy.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Rong fell into a sound sleep.

The mountains are empty with the cries of wild geese and birds, and the wind blows through the waterfall and the green pool. I have found the spring scenery since I woke up, and the moon is hidden in the mist all over the mountain.

Zhao Rong had a dream in which a young girl fought with him with an angry face. The girl’s moves hit his vital points and were quite brutal.

……

I slept until the sunlight outside began to shine into the cave.

When he opened his eyes again, they were clear.

The trance of yesterday is long gone.

He just shook his body slightly, and suddenly a creaking sound came from his body.

Although I still feel a little weak, I feel mentally relaxed.

After all, I have been practicing martial arts on the top of the mountain for so long, but there has been no actual combat.

Last night's fight was extremely exciting.

The successful review of his retreat made him feel more at ease.

Where is the Saint Lady?
Come and help me practice again.

Thinking of the girl who stole the sword, Zhao Rong couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

Yesterday she hit me in the face.
If he hadn't lowered his head and reacted quickly, his nose would have been broken, and his face would have been disfigured and he would have been left with no nose like the White Board Evil Star.

He walked to the fir table in the cave, pushed aside the book "Flying Flowers and Green Jade" on the top, and directly picked up the "Golden Bell Cover" to read.

Jie Di Kung Fu, Turtle Back Kung Fu, Iron Ox Kung Fu, Iron Shirt Kung Fu.

The four skills combined into one become the Golden Bell Cover.

This skill actually requires a lot of knowledge, but it is quite time-consuming and extremely tiring to practice.

Only a few of the disciples who were interested in it took it to practice.

Zhao Rong had not originally intended to practice this hard skill, but after being hit on the forehead three times, he changed his mind.

If you have free time, you can still practice it.

At noon, a fellow apprentice brought up food.

Zhao Rong told him to have dinner and leave, and did not go down to greet him.

The scar on the forehead is still obvious.

You can't say that he fell down while walking.

Turning back and passing it down the mountain, I wonder what exaggerated story Junior Brother Quan can make up.

After a hearty meal, Zhao Rong came to the waterfall pool again.

After checking around and making sure that there was no one around, he took off his clothes and jumped in. He dived into the water and took out two swords, one long and one short.

Autumn Water is sheathed.

He then looked at his spoils.

I thought it was something personal to the other person and would leave some marks.

After looking it over and over, I only found a little plum blossom carving above the sword guard, which is a very common carving style.

It was similar to the sword he had lost, except that this sword was forged with more solid skills.

"it is good,"

"I also won a sword, so this is a tie."

The young master is not inferior to the Saint Lady.

Zhao Rong was only happy for a moment.

Followed,

He searched again and again by the waterfall pool, but didn't find his torn sleeve.

Am I going to lose another sleeve?
The young master was not very happy and came to the place where the Saint Lady had sat last night.

The sleeves were not visible.

but.
At a place on the water's edge that was blocked by white flint, two short white embroidered brocade socks were floating.

There was no one around, and I felt a little guilty.

But she still used the sharp edge of the Saint's dagger to pick up the two white flowers from the water.

Anyway,

Even if you take out that sleeve, I will never lose.

……

During the following days of practicing sword skills and internal strength at the top of the mountain, Zhao Rong was always uneasy.

The state of mind for practicing sword in seclusion seemed to be broken by the little witch.

He was also worried that she would suddenly bring a large number of people into the mountains to cause trouble for him.

She was younger at that time, and I don't know what her temper was like.
"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother~!"

On the fifty-first day of retreat, Zhao Rong, who was meditating in the cave, suddenly opened his eyes.

It was Junior Brother Lu’s voice.

If there is no major event, Junior Brother Lu will definitely not come.

He went down the cliff cave and walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

"Junior brother, do you have any news about the evil cult thieves?"

"Yes!"

Lu Songfeng changed the subject again and said angrily:
"The two heroes of Mobei showed up in Yuanzhou Prefecture and seemed to be preparing to go to Hengzhou Prefecture, but for some reason, they turned to Raozhou Prefecture."

"Our people chased them through a few towns, then lost them."

"Lucky for them!"

Zhao Rong's brows relaxed. "They went to Raozhou Prefecture, maybe to the Demon Cult's branch. They should be recruiting a lot of people."

"Don't chase me for now"

"Our spies in Raozhou are still not stable, so don't alert them."

"Yes, Junior Brother Quan meant the same thing," Lu Songfeng nodded, and then said, "Master asked me to come find you."

Zhao Rong understood: "It's about the Five Mountains Alliance."

"good,"

“Although it is August 15th, we must prepare in advance and set off early to prevent any delays on the road.”

"After all, we are the farthest from Songshan Mountain, so we have to set off first among the Five Mountains."

"Master said that if you still want to retreat, you have to come down the mountain within ten days at most."

After Lu Songfeng finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Rong and waited for his reply:

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain now."

Zhao Rong returned to the cave, took the books with him, turned off the lights, and went down Tianzhu Peak with Lu Songfeng.

Along the way he asked
"Has there been any murder or disturbance in Hengyang these days?"

"No."

"Are there any evil cult thieves causing trouble?"

"Of course there are, but it's basically our people calling back and forth, and there's a lot of information."

Lu Songfeng smiled bitterly, "I also disguised myself as a black-clad man from the Demon Sect and fought with Senior Sister Feng in front of a group of merchants sent by the Songshan Sect."

"What Junior Brother Quan asked me to say was really embarrassing."

"What is the meaning of being a man of both virtue and morality? It is really hard to talk about unifying the martial arts world."

"Does Dongfang Bubai have no shame?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Rong laughed loudly, not at the Demon Cult's eulogies, but at the fact that Lu Songfeng showed no fear when he shouted the words "Invincible in the East".

This is the change of the Hengshan School.

Suddenly, Lu Songfeng said:

"Brother, Uncle Lu has returned from Songshan."

……

On the first day Zhao Rong went down the mountain, he accompanied Junior Brother Lu to Qinxuan to find their master, but Mr. Mo Da was not there, nor was he inside the mountain gate.

He went home and had lunch with his grandfather.

Seeing that he was very busy, Zhao Fu urged him to go out.

He wanted to stay a little longer but failed
I went to Tongfu Inn and went up to the second-floor room from the backyard to listen to what the people in the inn were discussing recently.

What made him feel relieved was that he had not heard any news related to the Saint Lady.

Everyone was talking about the Demon Cult causing chaos in Hengzhou Prefecture and how the Hengshan Sect was fighting against the Demon Cult.

The martial artists described the scene vividly, as if the flashing swords and shadows of sabers were right before their eyes.

The martial artists in Hengzhou Prefecture are already familiar with names like Qingcen Sword and Shuangshi Sword.

The "Seven Swords of Hengshan" culture created by Zhao Rong is coming to the fore.

"It seems that the little demon girl didn't spread the news widely, nor did she ask people to come to Hengyang, otherwise it would have spread long ago."

think about it too
I killed the guardian, and she killed the elder.

Who is more glorious?

In the evening, the darkness enveloped Hengyang City. The city was bustling, and the gate of Hengshan Sect was even more bustling.

It was natural to have a celebration dinner when the eldest brother returned to the mountain after more than fifty days of seclusion.

Drinking and listening to music are indispensable to liven up the atmosphere.

Everyone was also discussing the upcoming trip to Songshan.

It has not been decided who will go and who will not. Master Mo did not come back in the evening and no one knew where he went.

Zhao Rong didn't tell them about the Three Immortal Swords for the time being, and planned to wait for another time.

I didn't delay too long in the evening and got rid of the drunkenness.

Zhao Rong rushed to Danzhen Pavilion late at night.

An old man with his neck shrunk was turning his yellow eyes and staring at him.

I don't know when a pair of crutches appeared beside him.