Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 120: The South is Undefeated (8.481k)
The wind was blowing fiercely, stirring up dust from the road, which soared into the sky like dancing dragons and snakes.

The branches of the poplar trees swayed from side to side, the sky was dim, and the sound of the wheels rolling over the soil was like the murmur of the earth.

There were many carriages and horses on the road. The ox-drawn carts with white bronze decorations on their tops were the slowest moving, with many women sitting in the inner chambers.

"Drive~!"

The people of Jianghu, wearing weapons and riding lightly on horses, were running all the way.

Occasionally, I hear the crisp sound of bells beneath the collar of a galloping horse. Without raising my eyes, I know it’s some female knight who has just entered the world of martial arts.

In the court, only those of the third rank and above can wear the Xu Ma Yiying. People in the martial arts world do not care about these rules.

The faster the sword, the faster the knife, that's the rule.

The troops from Hengshan and Huashan could not move very fast, so they hired a carriage and rushed at full speed, determined to kill Sun Zhenda.

The person was rescued, but it would have been very unpleasant to die before climbing Mount Song.

Zhao Rong rode his horse behind the carriage, while the Huashan Sect, who were more familiar with the road, led the way.

"Hey!"

"That young man."

"Looking for me?"

"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for the one next to you."

Xiang Danian hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm looking for you again."

As he spoke, he heard the sound of bells. Zhao Rong couldn't help but look up. On the left side of the road, several good horses were walking slowly, and their speed was approaching theirs.

The speaker was a very young woman with a slightly yellow complexion and a heroic look.

Zhao Rongwei pulled the reins.

"Lady, what do you have to say?"

The young woman asked, "Is Yangcheng ahead?"

"The Ying River merges with the Wudu River in the east, and Ji Mountain can be seen in the south, which is naturally Yangcheng."

Zhao Rongcai finished speaking and said to the woman, "Since you want to ask for directions, why don't you ask me?"

Xiang Danian was walking on the outside, while Zhao Rong was inside.

The female warrior gave him a look that said, "You have no self-awareness," and said very bluntly, "You are not a handsome young warrior."

"Hahaha~!"

The people around laughed and turned their heads to Da Nian dejectedly.

"Besides, I'm not asking for directions," the woman looked at Zhao Rong, "It's getting dark, are you looking for a place to stay when you enter Yangcheng?"

"I am from the Guo family in the west of the city. I can let you stay for one night."

"Why let us stay overnight?" Zhao Rong asked.

The young woman paused for a moment, then said directly: "I like you, young man, and I want to get to know you."

Zhao Rong smiled and thanked her.

"The commander has made arrangements. Thank you for your kindness, young lady."

The woman sighed slightly, "That's all."

"Although Yangcheng is very close to Dengfeng, there have been many fights recently. It is safer to camp outdoors in the northwest."

After she said this, she whipped her horsewhip and left ahead.

Seven or eight riders around also rode their horses to catch up, raising clouds of dust.

"The women in the Central Plains are bold and unrestrained. When they see someone they like, they will boldly strike up a conversation. If they are attracted to each other, then it's done."

Ling Zhaoheng said quietly, "It's a pity that the flower has feelings but the water is ruthless. Senior Brother is a hard-hearted person."

"Only a few days after walking on Zhengzhou Avenue? And you've already broken the hearts of several girls from the Central Plains. Tsk tsk tsk."

"I am the heartless young man of Xiaoxiang."

"It's easy to leave, but hard to meet again. How can I keep him by my side? I have to play a song of Wu Ye Er for the girl from the Central Plains."

Li Weijin said, "Actually, you can make some sacrifices. Staying at this female hero's house tonight will also improve our food. This will help us be more energetic when we go to Songshan tomorrow."

Xiang Danian suggested telling Quan Ziju about these things.

Zhao Rong didn't chat with them. He just told Nan Shanshi to take good care of Uncle Gao.

I was thinking about what the woman had just said.

The Huashan disciples walking in front occasionally looked back curiously.

He knelt until midnight last night and was much more obedient today.

Yue Lingshan asked in a low voice: "Do the brothers from Hengshan Sect really like to eat pickled vegetables?"

Lu Dayou: "Where did Junior Sister get this from?"

“That weird Senior Brother Nan always holds a strange jar of pickled vegetables,” Yue Lingshan was already very restrained. If it were in the past, she would definitely not be able to hold back her laughter.

It was dark the night before and I couldn’t see clearly, and I stayed in an inn last night.

Now that we were on the main road, everything looked strange.

Linghu Chong slowed down his horse and soon caught up with Zhao Rong.

"Junior Brother Zhao, what's in that jar?"

"Brother Linghu, you don't know," Zhao Rong said with a sad look on his face, "those are the ashes of Senior Uncle Gao Kexin from Mount Song. We brought him all the way from Hengyang to Mount Song."

Linghu Chong was surprised at first, then he shook his head with a hint of sadness.

"Hengzhou Prefecture is in such a mess. It's really not easy for Junior Brother Zhao."

"Master Gao was one of the Thirteen Great Guardians, and his martial arts were outstanding. I don't know which demon cult master killed him."

"Now that Master Sun has been abolished, our Five Mountains Sword Sect has lost two seniors."

I felt sad instantly.

Zhao Rong knew that he didn't know the real situation, and his true feelings were revealed at this time.

"We are going to climb Mount Song tomorrow. Brother Linghu, would you like to see Master Gao off?"

"That's how it should be."

He agreed very quickly, bowed, and went towards Yue Lingshan.

How could you insult Uncle Gao by saying things like pickled vegetables?

The discussions of the Huashan disciples naturally reached the ears of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze.

Yue Buqun frowned, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Ning Zhongze had no intention of saying anything, but after taking a look at the young man and the Hengshan disciples at the back of the carriage.

Suddenly he whispered to Yue Buqun:
"Brother, it's hard to carry a heavy burden on one shoulder."

"If they understood a little more, maybe we wouldn't have to bother urging them."

In the past, Master Yue would never take his wife's words to heart.

Can.
In his mind, he admired the scene of the young man decisively abandoning his sword in the well in the courtyard.

The Hengshan disciples must know the inside story.

Yue Buqun said "hmm" to his wife, and his eyes swept past Lao Denuo and then flew past Nan Shanshi, who was holding the urn among the Hengshan disciples, when he turned around to look at Sun Zhenda's carriage.

For a while, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind.
The Ying River passed through Yangcheng, and before entering the city, the two groups of people came to the river to let the horses drink water.

This city is not big, but it is very old.

It can be traced back to the ancient ancestors, when Emperor Shun enfeoffed Yu in Yangcheng and established the Xia Dynasty.

But for people who live here, it's nothing special.

We walked all the way to the north of the city and camped in two adjacent inns.

When Uncle Sun woke up in the evening, he didn't want to eat or drink, but when he learned that they had arrived at the foot of Dengfeng, he drank some rice water.

Everything is normal.

I thought it would be a peaceful night.

midnight,

Sun Zhenda in the guest room suddenly had veins on his face and looked hideous.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"Uh~!"

He shouted continuously and screamed again, and the noise attracted Master Yue, Ning Zhongze, and Mr. Mo Da.

I thought someone came to kill Sun Zhenda, but I didn't expect that he was the only one in the room.

"Junior Brother Sun is seriously injured, don't get angry anymore"

"It's too late to climb the mountain today. I will definitely be able to see Leader Zuo tomorrow."

During previous visits, Sun Zhenda never chatted with them.

But after Mr. Mo Da finished comforting him, this Songshan master suddenly started talking about the Demon Cult.

Under the candlelight, his eyes were empty.

His thick lips were extremely pale and blood was flowing from his eyes.

"That man's internal strength far exceeds mine, but he also has a strong horizontal training kung fu. His wrists and arms are like iron, and he has practiced the double locking kung fu."

"He has the smell of ground bone skin soaked in green salt. His claws are extremely powerful. My left arm was torn off by him. I guess it was the nail-pulling skill of the Demon Cult."

"This finger technique is called the Diamond Iron Finger. My eyes were dug out by him with the iron finger."

Sun Zhenda kept talking, Lady Ning was listening, Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue both frowned.

suddenly,

"who!"

I don't know who made this loud shout.

Many disciples were awakened.

At this time, the sound of swords clashing came from the inn next door.

not good!

The three men's faces changed and they rushed out.

After exchanging a glance with Ning Zhongze, Yue Buqun returned and rushed to the back of Sun Zhenda's house.

"Where to go!"

Yue Buqun chased after a man in black. The night was cold and bleak. The two men wielded their swords like flying, and murderous intent spread across the north of the city.

"Bang~!"

The palms intersected and the internal forces competed with each other.

At first, Zixia Gong seems to be there and not there, as soft as clouds, but it accumulates strength and is extremely tenacious. Later, it becomes as bright as clouds and covers the sky, becoming unstoppable.

A purple light flashed across Yue Buqun's face. The man in black looked frightened and, knowing he was no match for him, he quickly withdrew his palm.

The night was like a curtain of water. The man in black flipped backwards and disappeared behind the curtain with a few steps.

Yue Buqun instinctively wanted to hold him back with his palm power, but considering the depletion of his internal energy and the fact that he had to climb Mount Song the next day, he did not dare to chase him anymore.

His eyes were cold as he looked towards Sun Zhenda's guest room.

Next door to the wild shop.

Zhao Rong was indeed sleeping soundly at first, but when Sun Zhenda called him, he opened his eyes and woke up.

Hearing another person shouting, he hurried to wake up his fellow disciples.

At this time, a group of men in black came in the cover of night!
Disciples from both factions fought together to meet the enemy.

A master in black spotted Zhao Rong, but he didn't dare to show himself, so he was tied up and was in danger of being beaten.

The same was true for the other Hengshan disciples; no one dared to use the quick sword too often.

"Junior brother, let me help you!"

Linghu Chong shouted loudly, attacked with three swords, and suddenly rolled on the ground to get rid of a man in black.

He rushed to Zhao Rong in three steps and joined him in attacking the masked master.

Zhao Rong’s pressure was greatly reduced.

"Brother Linghu, go get the wine gourd!"

The man in black was stunned, obviously not knowing which kind of wine gourd it was.

Linghu Chong quickly came up with a clever answer:
"Brother Rong, you attack the other side of the sword."

The man in black was disturbed by their words, thinking to himself 'what does it mean to hang up the sword another way'.

Is it up and down, left and right, or yin and yang?

He was slightly stunned.

Linghu Chong used the move "Pine Trees Welcoming Guests" and headed straight for the left. The man in black blocked the sword continuously, keeping his guard on the right.

Zhao Rong suddenly changed hands and used Huifeng Luoyan Sword to attack the left again.

Linghu Chong took the opportunity to kick the fallen leaves away, and Zhao Rong's sword passed through the leaves and directly pierced the black-clothed man's armpit, cutting his clothes.

This time, it's not just releasing water, it's directly releasing it into the sea.

If he had used some real skills, the opponent would have been killed long ago.

The man in black swung his sword to block Zhao Rong's sword, and rolled over to avoid Linghu Chong's sword move. Then he heard the noise of Mo Da and Ning Zhongze coming over, and dared not to fight.

Lady Ning originally wanted to give chase, but then she changed her mind and gave up.

"Is anyone hurt?"

"Master's Wife," Lu Dayou shouted, "We are fine, but Senior Brother Liang Fa was hit by a sword!"

Linghu Chong looked at Zhao Rong with strange eyes at first.

There was even a hint of doubt in that look.

But after hearing what Lu Dayou said, he hurried over.

Liang Fa's chest was stained red, and blood was seeping through his shirt. Mr. Mo Da stepped forward to press acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. Lady Ning suppressed her anger. She held her breath and looked at Liang Fa, her eyes full of heartache.

"Fortunately, there is no injury to the vital parts," Mr. Mo Da breathed a sigh of relief and asked someone to apply medicine to him.

Liang Fa gritted his teeth and bowed to Cheng Mingyi who was standing beside him with difficulty.

"Thank you. Thank you for saving me, brother."

Cheng Mingyi shook his head, patted his shoulder and told him to stop talking.

If Cheng Mingyi hadn't come back with his sword to save him, Liang Fa would have been dead.

This scene had a profound impact on the Huashan disciples.

Ning Zhongze heard the voice and said, "The world is dangerous. I usually ask you to learn more skills, but you are lazy."

"When life is at stake, is there anyone who can save you every time?"

When she looked at the Hengshan disciples, they were all in good condition.

Zhao Rong originally thought that Alliance Leader Zuo was here to test him, but looking at his posture, he was probably trying to intimidate the Huashan and Hengshan sects.

Liang Fa was carried into the room to rest.

Sect Leader Yue came over to take a look, and then went to Sun Zhenda with Mo Da.

Linghu Chong was suspicious, and seeing his fellow apprentice brother injured and nearly dead, he went to find Zhao Rong.

"Brother Linghu, thank you for your help just now," Zhao Rong said with a fist salute.

did not expect.
Linghu Chong suddenly pulled his sleeve, took two steps outside the shop, and said to Yue Lingshan:

"Junior Brother Zhao and I will look around to prevent the black-clad man from coming again."

"Good~"

They were getting further away from the wild shop, and Zhao Rong frowned slowly, not knowing what he meant.

"Junior brother, why did you let the man in black run away?"

Zhao Rong was slightly surprised, "Why do you think so?"

Linghu Chong looked at him intently and did not reply. Instead, he said, "These men in black are here to kill people. If it weren't for Junior Brother Cheng's intervention, Junior Brother Liang Fa would have been dead."

"The Demon Cult killed Master Gao and crippled Master Sun outside Yingchuan City. Now they are attacking fellow disciples of the two sects at night."

"It must be the work of the Demon Cult."

"We finally created an opportunity to kill him, why did Junior Brother let this demon sect master escape?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and repeated those four words: "Why do you think so?"

Linghu Chong snorted, "If I use that last strike of the sword, I will definitely be able to hurt him."

"My junior brother's skills are higher than mine, how could he only have torn clothes?"

"We haven't fought each other, how do you know that Brother Linghu's skills are inferior to mine?"

When Zhao Rong asked this question, Linghu Chong paced a few steps in the forest, then said decisively:

"When I was practicing swordsmanship at Mount Hua, my master only used basic swordsmanship to fight me, and I was not capable of learning the Yangwu swordsmanship."

"But when Master was testing his skills with Junior Brother that night, he used the Yangwu Sword."

"I am very surprised," Linghu Chong stared at his face, "I don't know how you can be so powerful at your age, but I admire you."

"How can I not trust Master's vision?"

"so."

"Junior brother, why did you let the demon sect escape? Could it be... you..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly showed horror!

Under the moonlight, the young man in front of him suddenly looked cold, with his eyes shining like a sharp sword out of its sheath!
This was something he had never felt from Zhao Rong before.

It was completely inconsistent with his calm and elegant temperament. The boiling murderous intent seemed to spread from the land of Xiaoxiang to the Central Plains!

"Brother Linghu, you know too much."

"That Tonight"

"We can only bury Brother Linghu here."

"Don't worry, I will pour wine on your grave so that you won't be lonely on your way to the underworld."

When he heard the word "wine", the coldness on Linghu Chong's face trembled.

"Junior brother really understands me."

"Linghu Chong is not afraid of death, but I cannot die, lest you harm my fellow disciples again!"

He was not stupid at all. He turned around and ran after saying that.

He knew he couldn't win when his master tried to beat him, so he couldn't reveal the secret now, that would be like dying.

Linghu Chong then turned around and suddenly heard a loud noise beside his ears.

Like a figure flying by,

He looked up to find the way, and a figure was blocking his way back to the wild inn.

This level of lightness and skill really surprised him!
In a daze, I thought that a master of the evil sect had come to block the way, but when I looked closely, it was either that young man or someone else.

Linghu Chong looked at it carefully several times to make sure he was not seeing things.

"When Master's Wife climbed the Jade Maiden Peak, her Qinggong was probably not as good as this ghost."

"I heard that Hengshan's lightness skill combined with swordsmanship is also very magical." "Pooh, how can he be a Hengshan disciple? Master Mo has also been deceived. He should be an elder of the Demon Sect."

"My Five Mountains Sword Sect is about to encounter a disaster. I am afraid I will not be able to escape death today."

"Master and Madam, I have never repaid your kindness in raising me. I am truly unfilial."

"Junior sister, Linghu Chong can no longer catch fireflies for you."

His mind turned over and over again, and when he thought of this, he was filled with sorrow and worry. Where was the beauty? Her soul was far away in his dreams.

Full of sorrow.
"Brother Linghu, where are you going?"

When he was in despair, he heard the young man's voice and immediately drew his sword:
"Junior brother's martial arts are indeed superb. I am far inferior to him, but I will never sit still and wait for death."

"Before Linghu Chong died, he still had questions. He wondered who you were and which sect elder you were from."

"I?"

Zhao Rong pretended to be cold and smiled coldly, his mind working very quickly, "Of course the South is invincible."

He made up a name, thinking that Linghu Chong would be able to see through it. How could a cult villain dare to use such a name?

Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong fell into deep thought, thinking about the relationship between Nan Fang Bubai and Dong Fang Bubai.

The only person who can be as famous as the best in the world, dare to use this title, and is so powerful can only be the disciple of Dongfang Bubai.

"Dongfang Bubai is the best in the world. My death at the hands of his disciple will not bring shame to Huashan Sect."

He was deep in thought when he suddenly heard the young man burst into laughter.

Zhao Rong, who was originally full of murderous intent, had all of his murderous intent gone with this smile, and he became Junior Brother Zhao of Hengshan again.

Linghu Chong is not a stupid man, so he knows that he has been deceived.

But seeing Zhao Rong laughing, he still looked confused.

With a depressed look,

"This"

"Brother Rong, what is going on?"

"Hey, Brother Linghu," Zhao Rong pointed at his sword, "You've already drawn your sword to fight and kill, why are you calling me Brother Rong? Am I not the elder of the Demon Cult?"

Linghu Chong quickly put away his sword and said anxiously,

"Junior brother, you are a rare person in the world, but don't make fun of me. Tell me what's going on."

Zhao Rong then turned serious and asked, "Brother Linghu, is he a man who keeps his promises?"

"A man's word is worth a thousand gold."

"Then don't tell anyone about what happened tonight," Zhao Rong said helplessly. "I never thought you would see through me, and the reason is so unpredictable."

"I was a little confused just now, and I couldn't make up my mind for a moment, so I made a joke with Brother Linghu. It was very rude."

Zhao Rong bowed to him.

Linghu Chong smiled carefreely, not caring at all.

"If your reasons are reasonable, I will keep it a secret."

"Those people are not from the Demon Sect. I let him go for the sake of Hengshan Sect and Huashan Sect."

Seeing that he was even more confused, Zhao Rong said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Uncle Yue for confirmation."

I just knelt down yesterday, how dare I ask the master now?

Linghu Chong shook his head, "Can you explain it in more detail?"

"Okay," Zhao Rong said, "We have to wait until after the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting."

"I'll treat you to a drink and we can chat while we drink."

Linghu Chong, who was still hesitant, suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Rong is a great man, so Linghu Chong has no choice but to obey."

"I will never tell anyone about what happened tonight."

Linghu Chong reacted very quickly and followed up on what Zhao Rong had said before by asking, "My master and his wife, do you know the reason behind this?"

"That's natural," Zhao Rong joked, "It's quite sad, isn't it?"

“But I’m afraid we can’t blame them entirely.”

"My master told me that if you were more mature and steady, the two uncles would not hide the truth from you. You drink and have fun all day long. Of course, they think you are unreliable."

"What if he tells the truth after drinking? Wouldn't that ruin everything?"

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong felt as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Junior brother, it seems like our ages are reversed."

"You're talking about me being old."

Even though Linghu Chong had quick wits, he couldn't keep up with Zhao Rong's unconventional thinking.

The more he laughed, the happier he became, and he felt that the young man in front of him was truly a wonderful person.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
"Brother Linghu, I want to advise you something."

"Please speak," Linghu Chong said solemnly, thinking that Zhao Rong had some good advice to tell him.

"Keep a close eye on your junior sister," Zhao Rong said with a wicked smile, "You can see that I have been in love with women all the time, and the chivalrous ladies always want to invite me to their homes to chat."

"What if your little sister also likes me? You will be very sad."

Linghu Chong suddenly became nervous, and his first reaction was that it was impossible.

Then he thought again.
"Junior Brother Zhao is good at martial arts, handsome, about the same age as Junior Sister, and also knows how to play the zither and flute. I only know how to drink, and I am inferior in every way."

"If Junior Sister likes Junior Brother Zhao, Master and his wife will certainly be delighted. I'm afraid they will immediately ask Master Mo to act as a matchmaker and let Junior Brother Zhao become their son-in-law."

When I thought of this, I was already frowning.

"Look, I'm sad."

“She’s just my sister”

Linghu Chong's stubborn words lost their confidence when Zhao Rong rolled his eyes at him.

"Brother Linghu, don't worry. It's not too late to prevent fire, theft and fellow apprentice. "

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly, "Brother Rong always has witty remarks."

Zhao Rong patted his shoulder with a smile on his face.
"In fact, I also have a beautiful little junior sister."

……

Before returning to the wild inn, the two of them did form a small circle around it, so naturally they didn't notice the black-clad men from the 'evil cult'.

"Senior Brother Zuo is really going too far!"

Ms. Ning returned to the house full of anger.

Yue Buqun said: "Sun Zhenda created the commotion to lure us over so that others can attack the disciples."

"He wants to kill people and give us a warning."

"Does Zuo Lengchan think we are fools?" Ning Zhongze said angrily, "We will meet tomorrow. As the leader of the Five Mountains, where can he put his face?"

"How could Zuo Lengchan care about these things?"

Yue Buqun said worriedly: "I'm afraid this is just the beginning."

Lady Ning calmed down and advised, "Brother, our Huashan Sect is alone and isolated. Since Senior Brother Mo has shown goodwill, we should help each other with the Hengshan Sect."

Seeing that Yue Buqun did not force himself and nodded in agreement with her words, Ning Zhongze breathed a sigh of relief.

And said:

"These Hengshan disciples are indeed extraordinary."

"If Chong'er can learn 50% of what that kid does, I'll be happy and relieved."

Then he said to Yue Buqun, "Brother, you go down the mountain every year to recruit disciples, why don't you go to Hengzhou Prefecture?"

It was obviously a joke,

What Ning Zhongze didn't expect was that Sect Leader Yue actually showed a look of sorrow and regret.

……

At daybreak, they set out from Yangcheng and arrived in Dengfeng in less than two hours.

The injured Liang Fa was not fit to move, but they did not dare to leave him alone, so they lay in a carriage with Master Sun.

Shaolin Temple and Songshan School are both located in Songshan, but one is in Shaoshi Mountain and the other is in Taishi Mountain.

The two factions were separated by more than thirty miles.

After entering Dengfeng and Ma Qian Post Station, we went down to the foot of Taishi Mountain, and Mount Song was already rising up before our eyes.

The Songshan School is located on the Shengguan Peak. From a distance, one can see towering cliffs thousands of feet high and steep cliffs hanging vertically, which gives a solemn and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Sitting on the top of a high peak, I feel like I am far away from the mundane world. The clouds fill my heart with joy, and the mist sends my eyes far away.

The saying "Songshan is the highest mountain, reaching the sky" refers to this.

Songyang is a beautiful place with solitary flags and halberds in ancient times.

This southern pavilion is a cliff, surrounded by mountains and mist. Before noon, the two groups of troops stopped on the south side.

After waiting for a while at the foot of Shengguan, no disciples from Songshan came to greet him.

Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue didn't want to wait any longer, so they walked ahead with Lady Ning.

Behind him are Zhao Rong and Linghu Chong.

The two of them stood by Nan Shanshi like guards, protecting Uncle Gao's jar.

Although Nan Shanshi was a "senior student of Mount Song", it was his first time to climb Mount Song. He did not feel the love for his hometown, but instead felt homesick.

The dead are the greatest, and Uncle Gao is one of the Thirteen Guardians, so he naturally walks in front of Uncle Sun.

Cheng Mingyi and Lao Denuo followed closely behind, carrying Sun Zhenda on the door panel. The Huashan disciples and Hengshan disciples were divided into two rows.

The last one to fall behind was Lu Dayou. He and Ling Zhaoheng were carrying another door panel, on which naturally was the injured Liang Fa.

"Lu Hou'er, is it bad for me to go up like this?"

Liang Fa was in no mood to appreciate the scenery, and asked in a panic.

Lu Dayou said: "There's nothing wrong with that. Uncle Sun also went up like this."

"However, Senior Brother Ling and I are very tired."

"I heard that the deadlier the body, the heavier the weight. Brother, you must hold on."

"Bah, you have nothing nice to say!" Liang Fa cursed. He felt much better after being teased by Lu Dayi.

Ling Zhaoheng said: "Brother Liang, don't feel bored."

"When the music starts playing later, your mood will improve."

Liang Fa and Lu Dayou were both stunned. What? What song?
Didn't wait for them to ask.
Chai Jinshi and Shen Bo have already taken out their weapons.

Beep beep!
The sad and high-pitched sound of suona instantly echoed over Shengguan Peak and resounded throughout Songshan Mountain!
Liang Fa felt a pain in his wound and felt his soul floating away, almost being sent away.

The Hengshan disciples were extremely calm, all shouting:
"The Demon Cult deserves death. Send Master Gao back to the mountain!"

"The Demon Cult deserves death. Send Master Gao back to the mountain!"

The Huashan disciples couldn't just stand there stupidly, so they followed the Hengshan disciples' rhythm, imitated them, and shouted together.

Linghu Chong and Zhao Rong were also shouting.

Nan Shanshi, who was holding the urn, was trembling with fear. He walked very slowly and tremblingly, for fear that he would lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Shen Bo and Chai Jinshi are truly masters of suona. Their voices rise and fall, loud but not cheerful, majestic and full of sadness.

A piece of suona music is like a key that opens the emotional door in the heart.

This feeling is sad, and the sadness turns into a river.

What is Shen Bo talking about?
This is Uncle Gao’s hometown. I should be happy to return to my hometown, but happiness is not always present in life. When happiness reaches its deepest point, it turns into sadness.

What is Chai Jinshi playing?
It was the apricot blossoms and drizzle on Mount Song that year, it was the pot of fine wine placed under the apricot tree, it was Uncle Gao running under the apricot blossoms and calling his junior sister behind him.

"I send you flowers and wine to celebrate the new flowers. I hold the flower branch in my left hand and the cup in my right hand. I want to ask about the flower branch and the cup of wine. Why don't you come with me, my old friend?"

“Ding~~!”

Beat the gong towards Da Nian to call back the soul of Uncle Gao and lead the way.

Sun Zhenda, who was lying on the door panel, had lost his eyeballs, but his ears were not deaf.

During these days of being blind, his hearing had become sharper.

Music can touch people most, especially when they are sad.

How could he not hear the feelings between Shen Bo and Chai Jinshi, how could he not hear the apricot blossoms and drizzle that year?

Old friend, where is the old friend? !

Once you leave the world, you will never see your old friend again.

How can I see my old friend again?
"Junior Brother Gao!"

Sun Zhenda was overwhelmed with grief and cried out in pain. There was no longer any imperial road to the peak, and no longer any beautiful scenery of Songyang.

The voices of the disciples from both factions shouting "Devil Sect should be damned, send Master Gao back to the mountain!" irritated him.

Sun Zhenda turned from grief to anger, and shouted out his inner voice:

"The demon cult harmed me, I must take revenge!"

……

Suddenly, more than thirty disciples from Songshan rushed down from Shengguan Peak.

From a distance they were shouting:

"How dare you! Who is singing a funeral in Taishi Mountain?"

"Who is playing the suona?"

"Stop!"

As they got closer, the shouting stopped abruptly.

"The demon cult harmed me, I must take revenge!"

"The demon cult harmed me, I must take revenge!"

"..."

This voice is so familiar!

It’s Uncle Sun!

The Songshan disciples' faces changed. Why was Uncle Sun shouting like a possessed person?
When they saw Sun Zhenda lying on the door panel, they all froze.

This. This. This. Should I stop it or not?

Mr. Mo Da and Master Yue led the way, and all the disciples of Songshan made way and shouted "Uncle Master".

slowly,
Under Zhao Rong's deliberate guidance, the tone of the Huashan and Hengshan schools has changed.

Uncle Sun shouted a sentence and they followed suit.

It sounded like Sun Zhenda was leading the way, shouting slogans and leading everyone to Mount Songshan.

The Songshan Sect has strict rules and regulations, so how dare the disciples overstep their boundaries?

Although he received instructions from Uncle Master Fei Bin, he did not dare to stop Sun Zhenda head-on.

Some people held the ashes, some carried the door panels, and some played the suona. In this way, the two groups of people from Hengshan and Huashan went up to Shengguan Peak.

Perhaps the noise was too loud and the gate of Songshan Mountain was alarmed.

In front of the majestic and grand mountain gate guarded by swords and spears, teams of soldiers and horses rushed out quickly!

The disciples of Songshan, the Thirteen Guardians walked in front.

The disciples of Mount Tai and Mount Heng followed behind.

There was no way for them to get through from below, as a large group of people were standing on the high walls of the mountain gate, surrounding the two groups of people coming up from below.

There was constant noise all around.

The guardians of Songshan frowned and wanted to scold, but the disciples of Huashan and Hengshan sects knew to stop while they were ahead.

Except for Sun Zhenda, all other voices stopped, leaving no chance for the bodyguards to attack.

Zhao Rong, Mr. Mo Da, Yue Buqun, Lady Ning and others looked upwards.

All the disciples suddenly made way, and even the Songshan Guardian stood on both sides!

The first person to come out was a majestic red-faced Taoist priest, who was none other than the head of Taishan Sect, Taoist Tianmen.

Next to him stood a teacher with a kind face.

After seeing the urn, he immediately clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name calmly.

"Amitabha."

The man walking in the middle was very different from the two beside him. Zhao Rong looked up and saw.
The burly man had a broad forehead, high cheekbones, and a domineering look. Especially his eyes, which were so sharp that people dared not look at him.

His eyes swept over for a moment, and Zhao Rong had a brief exchange with him, then he lowered his eyes slightly, not wanting to take any risks.

Mr. Mo Da, Sect Leader Yue, and Lady Ning bowed to him when they saw him.

"Master Zuo is well."

This person is Zuo Lengchan.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, a long laugh shook the mountains and made the eardrums of Wuyue's disciples buzz!

"Mr. Mo Da, Sect Leader Yue, Lady Ning,"

"You're welcome and safe."

When Zuo Lengchan said this, his eyes turned towards Mr. Mo Da.

Mr. Mo Da didn't look at him, and said again, "I hope you are well."

When Sun Zhenda heard Zuo Lengchan's voice, he immediately woke up from his state of hatred.

"Senior Brother Zuo~!"

he shouted.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Zhenda, who was in the dark, heard footsteps approaching.

"Brother Zuo, avenge me!"

"Junior brother,"

Zuo Lengchan's eyes closed slightly, and he swept a domineering look over Yue Buqun and the others, "Tell me, who harmed you like this?"

"The demon cult harmed me, I must take revenge!"

"Junior brother traveled to the Central Plains and took the punishment for our Five Mountains Sword Sect."

"We are of the same origin as the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

Zuo Lengchan looked at the leaders of the four sects and said, "The leaders of all the sects are here today. No one can turn a blind eye to what Junior Brother has suffered. Our Five Mountains Sword Sect will naturally work together to avenge Junior Brother!"

"Hahaha, okay!!"

Sun Zhenda shouted "OK" and then his body shook.

Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He cut his own meridians and died happily
……

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