Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 136: Big Brother is the best! (8.130k)
Birds fly down to the sound of chimes in the Autumn Temple of Dushan, and people follow the big boats on the evening waves of the river.

Sailing south, it took less than five days for Hengshan and his party to reach Jiujiang Prefecture from Congyang.

A boat full of autumn colors spreads across the lake for ten miles.

Along the canal, cities, towns, villages and markets are visible from each other for miles.

Especially in the prosperous areas, the sounds of hawking along the shore went straight into the cabin, and the disciples' eyes also swept across those shops, teahouses, wine houses and restaurants.

The songs of sheng and guan and the laughter of orioles drifted from the slow-moving flower boats and river boats.

When he was escorting the goods, no matter how magnificent the scenery on both sides of the river was, Zhao Rong only took a quick look and did not dare to linger.

Now my heart is as vast as the ocean and as high as the sky. I can't help but let my eyes wander and look at a wind-blown flag by the river with a smile.

Then I saw an old man wearing a hat and a straw raincoat, fishing alone in the setting sun with a hook and a fragrant bait.

The river bank was littered with fallen petals, casting a red glow on the river surface. The boat flew through the waves, bathed in the red glow, and in the blink of an eye it sailed into the river between the elm dikes.

This place is the beginning of Wu and the end of Chu. Because it is close to Xunyang, Sima Qingshan is very famous.

Zhao Rong found it very interesting and couldn't help looking towards the flower boat on the riverside.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

"I am seeing off a guest at night at the Xunyang River. The maple leaves and reeds are rustling in the autumn. I am looking for the Pipa girl," Zhao Rong said, then shook his head, thinking that this was too explicit, and added, "I am looking at the boat that Mr. Zuiyin is on."

Xiang Danian and others disagreed.

It is obvious that he cannot appreciate decadent music.

But they still stopped the boat at Yuti, and several fellow disciples got off the boat to buy daily necessities.

That night, everyone waited at the head of Xunyang River.

On the second day, and the day after, they didn't leave.

until the fourth day.

Ling Zhaoheng and Chai Jinshi, who were going to Jiangcheng for business, just caught up with the team.

As soon as they arrived, Hengshan and his party set out again from the head of Xunyang River.

"You've been delayed for so long, have you run into any trouble?" Zhao Rong asked.

"It's not a big deal, I just happened to catch something busy," Ling Zhaoheng said as he sat on the deck. "When Junior Brother Chai and I arrived at the Jingshan Sword Hall, there were two groups of people confronting each other."

"They are the Qingcheng disciples we encountered that day. These guys have average abilities, but they are very rampant."

Zhao Rong also heard Chai Jinshi add, "Brother saved the deputy hall master Cheng Baoquan that day, and two Qingcheng disciples were in trouble, so they came to the martial arts hall to cause trouble."

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. It is not surprising that the Qingcheng disciples would do such a thing.

"But there was a fight?"

Both of them shook their heads.

Chai Jinshi said: "The owner and deputy owner of Jingshan Sword Hall were holding their breath. Qingcheng sent more than ten people. In addition, they were well-known in western Sichuan. The people in the Sword Hall did not dare to provoke them and did not take action first."

"Those people from Qingcheng Sect are afraid of my senior brother. They asked Cheng Baoquan about my senior brother's identity. It's obvious that they are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong."

"Senior Brother Ling and I showed up and revealed our identities as disciples of the Five Mountains. A Qingcheng disciple didn't believe it and drew his sword to test us. In the end, he was defeated by Senior Brother Ling's sword in less than ten moves."

"They uttered a few harsh words and then left in a flash."

When talking about these Qingcheng disciples, contempt flashed across their faces.

"What about the letter?"

"I gave it to two museum masters separately. They are on bad terms with the Qingcheng Sect, so they must be more concerned about what Senior Brother said."

Ling Zhaoheng smiled and said:
"The owner of the museum is a smart man. He warmly invited us to stay for two days and invited some friends to accompany us."

"We understand his intentions, but since he can help our senior brother in Jiangcheng, we decided to help Jingshan Sword Hall to save face, to prevent Qingcheng Sect from causing trouble again."

"Then Cheng Baoquan was saved by my senior brother, so he wanted to come and pay a visit."

"The master of the sword hall stopped him and said that they would come to pay respect to the mountain together after the matter was settled."

Zhao Rong smiled and bowed to them, but before he could say any words of thanks he was stopped by the two men.

After they finished explaining their affairs, they went to chat with their fellow students.

Zhao Rong was thinking about the actions of the Qingcheng Sect.

Jiujiang Prefecture also has a branch of the Fuwei Escort Agency. The Hengshan Sect in the south has more eyes and ears, and they have sent people to keep an eye on Jiujiang. Combined with the information from the Fuwei Branch in Jiangcheng, they can guess when the Qingcheng Sect will take action.

I will go to Fuzhou at that time to help the Lin family get rid of this disaster and repay the favor I owe you.

The boat headed southwest and passed a dangerous shoal.

The shouts of "Ah, hao——" from the trackers on the shore echoed across both banks. Sometimes the shouts were so loud that they even drowned out the roar of the rapids.

After passing the dangerous rapids, the sound of the horn became melodious and light again, giving a feeling of "the boat has passed through thousands of mountains".

The mood of everyone on the boat also relaxed.

In the high mountains, monkeys and apes are anxious; in the quiet sky, wild geese are crying.

The further south you go, the louder the chirping sounds.

The floating clouds are rolling, the bright moon is shining, the wind is rustling in the fields, the Xiang River is surging, and wild geese are flying.

The land of Xiaoxiang was filled with frost and cold air, but everyone's hearts were warm.

Walking and stopping, on the thirty-ninth day after the battle between good and evil in Xiaoyaojin, the bighead carp in the Xiang River began to dance before his eyes.

evening.

Hengyang Luosu Wharf is as busy as ever, with ships coming in and out and people coming and going.

Merchants traveling from north to south, martial artists wandering the rivers and lakes, travelers enjoying the autumn scenery of Xiaoxiang, wanderers with melancholy faces beside the dikes, fishermen returning from boating, and dock workers and brokers.
The sounds of talking, mules dropping anchor, and horses' hooves were all drowned out by the loud cries of hawkers.

The breeze makes the boots ripple finely, and the broken clouds in the sky make the fish tail red.

Zhao Rong stood at the bow of the boat, feeling inexplicably moved.

In the evening, the river and the sky are connected, and the dock is bustling with activity, as if you are in an ancient painting.

The large ship of the Hengshan Sect arrived at the dock without causing much commotion.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are no different from those gangsters, and they have long been tired of seeing them at the dock.

"Look over there."

Lu Songfeng stood beside Zhao Rong and pointed towards the willow tree on the embankment. There stood a figure in green, standing tall and waving at them happily.

Zhao Rong had a smile on his face, and Lu Songfeng was waving at the side.

"Master, fellow brothers and sisters~!"

Before the boat docked, a clear girl's voice was heard from the shore.

Lu Songfeng said: "I haven't seen you for a few months. You are like a bamboo shoot in spring, sprouting a new section."

"Eh~!"

Ling Zhaoheng standing aside was dissatisfied, "Bamboo joints, bamboo joints, too heroic. It should be the summer rain lotus under the tall willows and cicadas, pure and elegant."

"My brother has had so many romantic relationships in the Central Plains, causing so many chivalrous ladies to feel sad. I am a heartless guest from Xiaoxiang, and I have seen so many beautiful women."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed as they got off the boat.

Zhao Rong ignored their jokes, got off the boat and gestured slightly on the girl's head with his hand.

"I don't see how tall he is."

Qu Feiyan grabbed his sleeve and pulled his hand down.

The pair of big eyes that were swaying with the glow of Xiangshui River showed dissatisfaction, but the expression on her face was so cute and lovely, "You have grown taller. Who said you haven't grown taller?"

"My fellow brothers and sisters can see it, but our senior brother can't."

She said some dissatisfied words but her face was full of smiles.

"Master!"

Qu Feiyan hurriedly greeted him respectfully. Mr. Mo smiled and nodded, glanced at her, and pointed at Zhao Rong, "Your senior brother wants to go home, you should accompany him."

"it is good."

The disciples tactfully walked away, ignoring the young boy and girl.

After entering Hengyang City, all the disciples of the Liu Mansion went to pay a visit to their mentor, and the same was true for the disciples of Lu Lianrong.

In the first month of winter, the north wind lingers.

Qu Feiyan and Zhao Rong walked towards Zhaojiawu together. They passed by Tongfu Inn but did not go in for the time being.

There was a man selling candied haws on the roadside, and Zhao Rong bought two strings.

They walked, ate and talked.

Qu Feiyan told him about the things happening around Hengyang City, while Zhao Rong told her about going north to the Central Plains.

I had originally wanted to ask about each other's well-being, but once I saw that we were all doing well, I stopped being so shy.

Arrived at Zhaojiawu’s hometown.

Zhao Rong found that his grandfather was already waiting at the table. Several dishes were being steamed in a steamer and a jar of wine was being warmed.

"Senior Brother Quan said you would be back today, and I informed Grandpa a long time ago."

Qu Feiyan mentioned this and naturally moved a bamboo stool and sat down.

Zhao Fu laughed and scolded: "Fei Fei comes here frequently, he looks more like my grandson than you who never stays home."

Zhao Rong smiled apologetically and asked, "Grandpa, why don't you come back with me to live in the sect?"

"Did you get into big trouble outside?" Zhao Fu asked.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

Zhao Fu opened the steamer and said:

"I can hardly find anyone to talk to if I go to your sect. There are many people fishing with me here. Why would I go to your sect?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Grandpa has lived to such an old age, and every day he lives is a blessing."

"When I was fishing in the lake, there were also bandits. I was never afraid of them. I still lived my life as usual. It's even more so now that I'm old."

I've asked this several times before, and the result is always the same.

Zhao Rong just tried it and didn't persuade him any further.

When Zhao Fu saw his grandson return with healthy hands and feet, he felt relieved. He had no right to care what happened in the Central Plains.

Zhao Rong only told him the interesting things.

For example, what was eaten at the Five Mountains Alliance Conference, what the Shaolin abbot and the Wudang Taoist priest looked like, and how the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance encouraged him to practice martial arts well.

Zhao Rong selectively skipped those brutal beatings.

"Come, drink."

"Dry."

Qu Feiyan also picked up the wine glass.

Zhao Rong laughed and said, "Young girls should not drink alcohol."

"You're not much older than me, are you, Grandpa."

Zhao Fu smiled and nodded.

She has built up her internal strength and won't get drunk even if she drinks a little bit of alcohol.

After just a few drinks, without using her internal energy to suppress it, her pretty face immediately turned red.

After dinner, Zhao Rong took some time off from practicing martial arts and lay on a bamboo chair in the yard, with Qu Feiyan sitting beside him.

Listen to Zhao Rong talk about the Huashan Sect.

The most interesting one is the riddle, which is the word "fox".

Qu Feiyan held her face with both hands, rubbing the redness off her face, and said, "Brother Rong, I'll ask you a riddle, too."

"You take the test."

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he saw her pointing at the wooden door at the door, "What's that word?"

Zhao Rong looked at the wooden door and said, "You need to give some hints. Just pointing is too broad."

Qu Feiyan said:
"Brother, Junior Sister Huashan said there is a puppy on the left and a fool on the right. This riddle is very interesting, but it is deliberately repeated to let you guess."

"Where is our sect?"

"Basic moves focus on form, while advanced sword moves focus on intention and rely on understanding."

She looked at Zhao Rong with bright eyes and a smile, "Brother Rong is the eldest brother of our sect, and he has such a high level of understanding, how could he be stumped by a small word puzzle?"

Zhao Rong didn't care about the compliment she gave him, "Give me a hint."

"The hint is that Hengmen."

Zhao Rong thought for a few seconds and said, "Give me another hint."

"Okay," the girl walked to the door and said with a smile, "I can't see the true face of Mount Lu because I am in it."

"Does it matter?"

"Of course."

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and didn't want to guess again: "What word?"

The girl sat on the bamboo chair next to him, her face still red with wine, and blinked mischievously, "Hey, I won't tell you."

"I admit defeat, shouldn't you tell me the answer?"

"I don't have an answer either. I was just teasing you."

Zhao Rong naturally didn't believe her and felt a little depressed.

Then I heard a clear voice next to my ear: "Other people's senior brothers can catch thousands of fireflies, but my senior brother has never caught even one. I envy my junior sister Huashan so much."

"What's so fun about fireflies?"

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Next time I go to Baiyaomen, I'll catch a nest of giant hornets for you. Those poisonous bees are more majestic than the fireflies on Mount Hua."

Qu Feiyan laughed when she heard that. "It's obvious that you want the poisonous bee yourself, and you even said you would help me catch it."

She instantly saw through Zhao Rong's thoughts.

Then he pointed at the door and said:
"The gate is covered with thatch, the roof is like a lid, and there are wooden pillars under the door. Isn't this the word 'Rong'?"

"It's just because I'm in this mountain. Am I right?"

Zhao Rong thought about it for a moment, and it was indeed true. "Interesting, did you just think of this?"

"No la"

"I often come to see Grandpa Zhao. When I pass by this door, I think of Brother Rong who is still in the Central Plains, thousands of miles away."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked over.

Zhao Rong saw the pretty little face and the pair of talking eyes and immediately promised: "Next time we go to Huashan, I'll take you to catch fireflies."

"Okay! I've never been to Mount Huashan before."

Qu Feiyan clapped and laughed.

Zhao Rong added: "When you have mastered your art, you can go to not only the Five Mountains, but also anywhere in the world."

Qu Feiyan didn't agree with him and just said, "It's too slow, it's better for Brother Rong to take me there."

"Brother Rong, work hard and quickly become the best in the world. I will be the best junior sister in the world."

When she said this, Zhao Rong immediately stood up from the recliner.

"Draw your sword, I'll see if you're slacking off."

Soon, the two of them were fighting in the yard.

Zhao Rong nodded secretly. He continued to feed Feifei with moves. Feifei was able to absorb all of Diecui Sword Technique.

Although it is slow compared to him, it is far ahead of the fourteenth generation disciples.

Suddenly it seemed reasonable.

She has an excellent foundation, is intelligent and clever, and knows how to adapt. She is indeed a potential talent for learning Hengshan swordsmanship.

When the move was fed to the three-way sudden rain of swords, although Qu Feiyan was able to keep up, it seemed not smooth enough.

But Zhao Rong was very satisfied.

I know she has been practicing hard in Hengyang.

Zhao Rong asked her to stop sword-playing and became interested again.

"Come, let me show you one move."

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, the scene of him and Ouyang Hesong flashed through his mind.

He stabbed her with the sword several times.

Qu Feiyan rubbed her eyes, "Brother, has your phantom sword been completed?"

She was surprised and said:

"This is completely different from the phantom sword you used in the backyard of the inn that day. When you thrust the sword, it seemed as if I saw hundreds of swords appear in front of me at the same time."

“It’s hard to tell the difference between real and fake.”

"It's not a complete success, but just some progress." Zhao Rong stared at her face, "Do you want to learn?"

Qu Feiyan nodded happily at first, then shook her head.

"No, I won't learn it for now."

"I can't learn this phantom sword as fast as you can. It will take a lot of time. If you can't master it, next time you go out to kill the enemy, you will keep me in Hengyang City again."

"I have practiced these quick sword moves very smoothly."

Zhao Rong followed her words, "You have the talent to practice our sect's advanced sword techniques, but it is inevitable that you will need time to hone your skills."

"I originally wanted to let you proceed step by step, but recently I found a hint of opportunity."

"On the way south, I have been studying the eye-point training method of the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen on the boat. This is a dangerous and difficult method, but it has the ability to see through the swordsmanship of my school." "If you learn more about this method, you can improve your eyesight."

"After understanding the principle of mutual restraint, if you are smart enough, you can get a glimpse of the foundation of our school's swordsmanship. Then, if you learn our martial arts, your speed will naturally be faster."

Zhao Rong said "What a pity" again.

"If you have less talent, it won't be of much help after all."

"Fei Fei, you can try my method."

The girl then became interested, "Is it the master who teaches or you who teaches?"

"Well, Master hasn't studied the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen yet," Zhao Rong said, "I will teach you on your behalf."

"Okay." Qu Feiyan responded.

Zhao Rong nodded.

I also recalled that I didn’t know much about the acupoints at the beginning, and I received a lot of guidance from Feifei.

I have something else in mind.

"Fei Fei, have you ever practiced martial arts related to the hand-sun small intestine meridian?"

"No."

She said seriously again: "But from Shaoze to Tinggong, I am very familiar with these 19 major acupoints."

Zhao Rong looked at the sky and decided that it would be better to do it today than to wait for another day.

A few moments.

Qu Feiyan sat cross-legged under the eaves, with Zhao Ronghu beside her.

Following Zhao Rong's instructions, she slowly circulated her true Qi through the acupoints of the Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian on her hand. For the time being, she was not practicing the Qi-moving and Strength-generating method, which was a little less difficult. She only needed to familiarize herself with the meridians and move the Qi along the acupoints.

This step was not difficult for her.

However, when transporting true Qi to unfamiliar meridians for the first time, one must be very careful.

If there wasn't an expert like Zhao Rong by the side, it would be an extremely risky move to visit multiple caves at once.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Rong saw her slightly inflating the Quanliao point on her face.

He immediately concentrated all his attention, controlling the inner energy in his body to the tiniest degree, and touched her face with his sword finger.

Qu Feiyan felt a gust of icy energy surging out, and immediately controlled the true energy in his body to eliminate this threat at the Quanliao point. When the icy energy appeared again, the true energy in the Quanliao point followed it.

In this way, by grabbing the tail of the cold air, he followed an unfamiliar vein and introduced the true energy into the Qingming point of the eye!
Immediately, Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up.

Zhao Rong then stopped, a trace of fatigue appeared on his face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat cross-legged to meditate.

After half an incense stick, Qu Feiyan finished his practice.

She also wiped the sweat from her face, surprised and confused.

"Brother Rong, how did you do it?"

"I was just thinking about it," Zhao Rong exhaled, "How do you feel?"

"It was magical. At that moment, it was as if I could see things more clearly."

"Well, this is the eye-point training method of invigorating the mind," Zhao Rong exhaled again, "Just that step just now is a big threshold. The foundation of the eyesight of the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen is the wrong acupoint."

"It is such a clever trick to transfer the Qi from the hand-sun small intestine meridian to the Qingming acupoint. I wonder which brave senior came up with this idea."

Qu Feiyan stared at his face, "Maybe that senior discovered it by chance because he got a stitch in the side during practice."

"Brother Rong, you can guide me to circulate qi through the skin and find the wrong acupoints. It is simply unbelievable. This is a taboo in the acupoint method. I am afraid that you are the only one in the world who can do it."

Zhao Rong accepted the compliment.

His coldness is related to the precious pendant, and other people naturally don’t have this ability.

While studying this sword technique along the way, I finally got a glimpse of the trick in the process of Qi acupuncture.

"Now that your eyes are open, it will be much easier to practice the eye points."

"Follow the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen to spread the energy of Qingming to Yangbai. After that, once you use your luck, you can improve your eyesight."

Qu Feiyan stared at him and asked, "Are you going to use this method on other people?"

"You want to tire me to death," Zhao Rong glanced at her, "I have all my strength but it is not released, my blood is surging, and I am even in danger of going crazy. I am working harder than you."

"I will teach ordinary disciples some methods later. They don't need to practice to such a high level. Besides, if you really want to practice the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen, it's not good to force the pace. It's better to follow the experience of the predecessors and slowly comprehend it from the Small Intestine Meridian of the Hand."

"I'm asking you to practice the Phantom Sword, otherwise I wouldn't be taking you on a shortcut."

After he explained this, Qu Feiyan noticed the fatigue on his face and his expression changed again.

"Brother Rong, you are so nice."

"Are you still envious of Junior Sister Huashan?"

"I'm not envious, I'm not envious," she chuckled, "Senior Brother Hengshan treats Junior Sister the best."

Zhao Rong snorted nonchalantly.

Qu Feiyan ran behind him and gave him a shoulder massage.

And whispered in his ear:
"Brother Rong, I have really grown taller. You saw me wrongly by the river."

"Then why are you still a head shorter than me?"

"Oh, because you've grown taller too."

……

At noon the next day, they had lunch in Zhaojiawu and went to the sect’s headquarters together.

Zhao Rong first went to Cangjian Pavilion and saw that Abao had grown a lot bigger and the circles around his eyes were darker.

Afterwards, I met Mr. Mo Da in Qinxuan.

"Master."

Mr. Mo Da glanced at him and instructed, "I have already informed my two junior brothers that I will hold a ceremony at the ancestral temple before the end of the year and formally hand over the responsibility of the sect's head brother to you."

"Even if something unexpected happens to me in the future, you will undoubtedly become the next generation leader."

He added:
"If the timing wasn't wrong, and if I felt I could defend you for a while, I would have passed the position of Sect Leader directly to you."

Although Zhao Rong is now only known as the "direct disciple of the master", the three sects' disciples have already submitted to him.

Mr. Mo Da just wanted this "Master Brother" to have both real power and fame.

Zhao Rong nodded and did not refuse.

But he added: "I am still young, and my reputation in the martial arts world is not strong enough. Master of our sect, you cannot pass on the throne lightly."

Mr. Mo Da hummed.

"Do you have any plans to retreat?"

"Have."

Zhao Rong looked towards the Five Gods Peak and said, "After finishing the tasks at hand, I will go to the top of Tianzhu Peak for retreat immediately."

"Very good," Mo Da said with a look of satisfaction, "We will perform the ceremony and sacrifice after you come out of seclusion."

"This time, I will open the mountain gate and ask all the subordinate forces of our sect to send people to pay their respects. The dignity that the head of our sect should have will be absolutely intact."

"When the day comes that you inherit the position of the headmaster, I will invite all the heroes in the world to come."

Mo Da said meaningfully: "Perhaps there is no need to invite them. They have heard of your name and have come here."

Zhao Rong immediately laughed: "Master, I am just an unknown person in the martial arts world, how can I have any reputation?"

"We came to Hengshan to give you face."

Mr. Mo Da stroked his beard:

"When you become the headmaster, I will give you a surprise."

surprise?

Zhao Rong wanted to ask more, but Mo Da didn't give him a chance.

I don't know what this surprise will be.
After leaving Qinxuan, he went directly to Danzhen Pavilion.

"Senior brother~!"

Ai Gencai and Guo Yuying walked forward and greeted them with a smile.

"Uncle Master, is he here?"

"exist."

When Zhao Rong entered Danzhen Pavilion, he saw an old man sitting on a high chair and playing with a cane.

When Zhao Rong came in, the pair of yellow eyes moved slightly, and her gaze was fixed on him.

"Uncle Master."

Zhao Rong greeted him through the smoke of cigarette.

Lu Lianrong nodded slightly and motioned him to sit down. After seeing Zhao Rong, he showed a hint of joy, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Not bad," Lu Lianrong praised him. "You were able to return to Hengyang intact, which means you didn't do anything stupid on Mount Song."

"Otherwise, if Alliance Leader Zuo notices something is wrong, he will definitely kill you."

Zhao Rong advised: "Uncle Master, I have returned to Hengyang now, I am afraid I can't be as conservative as before."

"If Zuo Lengchan gets any more news, I'm afraid he won't trust you anymore."

Lu Lianrong frowned, knowing that he had grown powerful.

His tone was a little cold: "I have my own plans."

Zhao Rong suddenly asked: "Uncle Master, do you know all the outer disciples under your tutelage?"

"Of course," Lu Lianrong said with a deep look, "I work for Zuo Mengzhu, but I am not a fool."

"Since I am going to be the root of Hengshan, I must naturally cultivate the strength of the root."

Before he could say any further words, Zhao Rong took out a secret book.

"This is a three-way fast sword technique. If the root disciples of Master Uncle are familiar with our sect's Diecui Sword Technique, they can quickly master this fast sword technique and become masters of the technique in a short period of time."

"If your internal strength is a little deeper, you'll be no worse than the underworld masters of Songshan."

Lu Lianrong listened to him and picked up the secret book to look at it carefully.

After a moment, I felt inexplicably moved.

Obviously, such trust is something that the person from Songshan School can never give.

Even if he worked for Alliance Leader Zuo, he would not be able to learn the Seventeen Sword Techniques of Songshan.

Only with one mind and the same origin can we achieve this level.

Zhao Rong strikes while the iron is hot: "The roots prosper, and the branches and leaves prosper, then the Hengshan School can prosper."

"Good!" Lu Lianrong nodded, "You are really different from my two senior brothers. You are capable of doing great things."

"Next summer, some people from Zhongtiao Mountain will be interested in visiting Huashan Mountain to enjoy the scenery."

When this news came out, Zhao Rong's eyes lit up.

The Sword Sect goes to Mount Huashan, and Zuo Lengchan is about to take action.

The opportunity to climb Mount Huashan has come!
He pondered for a moment, "Uncle Master, are you going to Mount Huashan too?"

"Of course," Lu Lianrong sneered, "I drank with the Sword Sect master, and watched a play together in Songshan. In addition, I gave the golden face to the Left Alliance Leader, so I must send him on behalf of Hengshan."

Zhao Rong waved his hand, "Uncle Master, I will go and cause trouble."

"Because I should be the one representing the Hengshan Sect."

Lu Lianrong narrowed his eyes and said, "You want to get involved in the affairs of Huashan Sect?"

"It is of great significance and must be managed."

Lu Lianrong shook his head, "You'd better not care, because you don't know how determined the Zuo Alliance Leader is to get rid of Yue Buqun."

"We have to take care of it." Zhao Rong responded with two words.

Seeing that he would not listen, Lu Lianrong was so angry that he hit the floor several times with his crutch.

But Zhao Rong remained calm and seemed to have made up his mind.

"Are you really going to the Three Qins?"

"Yes."

Lu Lianrong said coldly: "You will regret it!"

Zhao Rong did not give in at all: "I am the headmaster's eldest senior brother!"

"..."

Outside Danzhen Pavilion, Ai Gencai and Guo Yuying were both stunned.

The two people inside were sometimes in a friendly mood, and sometimes seemed to be arguing.

Suddenly, I heard an old and hoarse voice coming from inside.

"Gencai, pour the tea!"

Pour tea?

But the tone didn't sound like he was going to pour tea.

It's more like "seeing off guests with a full cup of tea"?
Ai Gen had just reached the door when he heard a young voice say, "Junior Brother Ai, there's no need to pour it."

at once
Aigen just stood there in a daze.

Who should I listen to?
While he was hesitating, Zhao Rong had already stood up and said goodbye to Lu Lianrong with a smile.

Although the golden-eyed crow was angry, it stood up strangely and took two steps forward.

When the figure of the young leader of Hengshan disappeared in the quaint corridor outside the attic, the old and hoarse voice sounded again.

"Gencai, Yuying"

"Master!" The two of them responded and stepped forward, looking at Lu Lianrong who was squinting his eyes.

"You followed him all the way north, and then you can tell me what you think."

Lu Lianrong glanced at them, "What kind of person is he in your mind?"

Guo Yuying said: "Big Brother is smart and intelligent, his wisdom seems to be gifted by God. The three masters, Songshan Zuo Mengzhu, Shaolin Master Fangzheng, and Wudang Taoist Chongxu, were unable to figure out Big Brother's true colors even in person."

Aigen heaved a sigh of relief: "Big Brother's talent is truly terrifying. Given time, it wouldn't be surprising if he surpassed Dongfang Bubai and became the best in the world."

Lu Lianrong was slightly startled when he heard this.

He had seen Zhao Rong's swordsmanship last time near Baimazhuang and was nearly killed by him.

Although very strong, it is still far from being the best in the world.

So he asked the two disciples a few more questions.

Only then did I hear the horrifying news.

The young leader of Hengshan is already able to kill the elder of the Demon Cult!
The more the Golden-Eyed Crow understood Zhao Rong's talent, the more worried he became.

This youngster!
It's not good to just practice peacefully, you always like to cause trouble.

He really didn't want Zhao Rong to go to Huashan.

It's not as simple as a master from Huashan Sword Sect going up the mountain.

Lu Lianrong pondered for a moment, then handed a list to Ai Gencai and said, "Call all these people up the mountain."

"Master, are you planning to have these fellow disciples practice swordsmanship?"

"Yes."

"Master, why don't we ask the junior brothers to go to Tingfengtai and practice sword skills together?"

Lu Lianrong waved his hand: "They are only outer disciples now. Going to Tingfengtai to practice these sword techniques would break the rules of our sect."

"How can I let that kid look down on me?"

Ai Gencai and Guo Yuying looked at each other.

The master doesn't want to cause trouble for the eldest senior brother, it seems that he still cares for him.

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

It would be great if there were no conflicts between Master and Senior Brother.

Just as he was about to go do his work, he heard Lu Lianrong say:
"You guys don't have much talent, so you should work harder when you follow your senior brother in sword training, and don't be complacent with just a little achievement."

He leaned on his cane and scolded, "You need to calm down and never follow his example of causing trouble."

"He is still young and easily gets carried away by his emotions. If you can persuade him to stop, you should stop him in time and not become his accomplice."

"Yes, Master." Ai Gencai and Guo Yuying responded guiltily.

"Go do something."

"Yes."

……

Pingding Prefecture.

The headquarters of the Sun and Moon Sect is on the Blackwood Cliff.

While the young leader of the Hengshan Sect was selecting candidates for the Seven Sons of Hengshan in the Cangjian Pavilion, the chief eunuch of the Demon Sect, Yang Lianting, was walking towards a room full of the fragrance of flowers with an angry look on his face.

As soon as he pushed aside the red veil, he heard an evil voice with a slight tremor:
"Brother Lian~~Who made you so angry?"

……

……

　感谢字母m的1176阅币打赏！感谢焚天绝炎的500点币打赏！感谢明知问故人的300点币打赏！感谢守静即玄根、数字哥20180927222420725的100点币打赏！

　　Thank you all friends for your valuable monthly tickets and recommendation votes~!

　　('-'*ゞSalute!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)