Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 140: Breaking through the Peak! (8.311k)
The winter night is warm and peaceful, with rain and snow all around.

There are three levels of heaven on the sacred peak. The higher the peak, the heavier the snow.

In the Tianzhu Stone Cave, the lotus leaf lamp emits a warm glow, and a pool of light casts the shadows of the two people in the cave onto the stone wall.

The shadows swayed slightly, like reeds on the river and sky, moving with the wind.

Upon closer inspection, the cups in the shadows were touching each other and each of them drank from them.

Sister Lan only took a sip, and saw the extraordinary young man sitting opposite her drink the whole drink, picking up the poisonous insect with chopsticks with a hearty movement, as if he was eating a delicacy.

For a moment, she was stunned.

When people all over the world talk about the Five Poisons, who wouldn’t stay away from them?

How many people dare to drink the wine of the Five Poisons Sect Leader?
How many ugly things have you seen after listening to her voice?
In the past eighteen years, I have seen and heard so much, from ancient villages in the mountains to the rivers and lakes.

But there is this person in front of me, whose style is unique in the world.

Girl Lan sat on a stone bench, leaning forward slightly, with her arms resting on the fir table and her chin supported by her hands. There was not a trace of shyness in her eyes, and she just stared at the drinking boy with a smile.

Her eyes were full of charm, and the light from the lotus leaves was reflected in them, like a rising moon.

The sound of the horn in the wind and snow is not as loud as the sound of the young man swallowing wine.

She laughed and said, "This wine is poisonous. You drink it so quickly. Even if your inner strength is high, you won't be able to suppress the toxicity later."

"It's okay. If the poisoning is too severe, my sister will help me detoxify."

After saying this, Zhao Rong drank another bowl of wine without any pretense and said, "This is good wine."

He picked up the wine jar and added more wine. Leader Lan stretched out her hand to block her wine bowl, "No need to add more for me."

Her voice was still gentle, but her face was much more serious:

"It is useless for me to drink this wine. I only poured the first bowl to prevent you from drinking alone. Brother, drink both jars of wine. Although this five-treasure nectar wine is magical, you have already drunk it once, and the medicinal effect will be lost faster than last time."

"After dinner, I will quickly meditate and practice my medicinal power."

"Those insects have been cultivated for more than ten years, and there are dozens of rare flowers and plants. Among them are the secret principles of life and death of our sect. Even if you can't absorb all of them, they can help you increase your skills by a few years."

Zhao Rong naturally knew that this wine was precious.

He glanced at the Miao girl with a smile in her eyes, and his heart was filled with warmth.

This is when I realized it.
The more you drink water, the colder it becomes; the more you drink wine, the warmer it becomes.

A-mei was very generous and he didn't even say thank you, but just raised his wine bowl again.

Lan Fenghuang took a small sip.

Zhao Rong put down his empty bowl and started talking more:
"After we parted at Longquan, I heard that you were going back to the ancient village and would never go out again. I felt quite sad at the time, thinking that all the flowers in the world had fallen. I didn't expect that we could drink together at the same table this time. It is really a joy in the world."

He smiled slightly, and it was not an empty smile.

"Oh, is that really the case?" Girl Lan happily poured him a glass of wine.

She added: "Actually, I was teasing you on purpose at the beginning."

"Hmm?" Zhao Rong didn't quite understand.

"Although the ancient village is nice, I don't have the same state of mind as the elders in the village. I can't calm down and want to see different scenery."

She blinked, "Meeting a good friend like you in Lingquan made me miss the outside world even more. But the Sun and Moon Sect was watching us, so I had to go back to the village. I said that to you on purpose because I wanted to give you a surprise next time I see you."

Zhao Rong nodded when he heard this. He was indeed surprised and felt that she was quite elegant and interesting.

He suddenly asked, "Are you heading north this time because of the Blackwood Cliff incident?"

Master Lan shook his head.

"The wine I gave you to drink at Longquan last time was actually meant to be given to a friend. I thought you didn't have the courage to drink it, but I didn't know that you were not afraid of my reputation as the leader of the Five Poisons."

Her face was slightly solemn:
"This time I went north, I was planning to go to Luoyang to visit friends first, and then come to see you when spring comes, but suddenly I heard that the Eastern Sect Leader had come down the mountain."

"I asked Tao Bai and the others to inquire about it. After confirming that it was correct, I suddenly felt troubled."

"The martial arts world has been in turmoil recently. I heard that the Hengshan Sect and the Sun and Moon Sect were fighting fiercely in Hengzhou Prefecture."

"I have very few friends who are sincere to me. This five-treasure flower honey wine can always improve my skills. I hope you are well, so I came to see you first."

"I would like to represent the Immortal Sect and make friends with your Hengshan Sect, but I dare not offend you at this time, lest I anger the Eastern Sect Master and harm everyone. I can only bypass your disciples at the foot of the mountain and come to see you secretly."

Her voice was not loud, but because they were close, the whistling sound of the wind and snow could not stop Zhao Rong from hearing the concern in her words.

"I was very negligent this time. Next time, my sister comes, it will be better than today."

Zhao Rong pointed around and said, "This cave is simple and crude. It really doesn't look like a place to entertain guests."

"No," the blue girl looked around, "I think this place is great."

"Our Miao ancient village is also as quiet as this."

"What's more, there are withered vines and cliffs, and the Tianshan Mountains are a beautiful place. There are good friends here. There's no need for any extra noise when we can listen to the wind and snow together." She poured more wine, as if she wanted to get the boy drunk quickly.

She filled the bowl, looked into his eyes with the light of the lotus leaf flickering in her eyes.

Then she asked in a softer voice, "My dear brother, don't you like being alone with your sister?"

"How?"

Zhao Rong exhaled a breath of frosty energy, raised his glass to drink, and did not dare to look at her.

He suddenly remembered something: "Does A-mei know about Black Blood Smoke?"

"Well," said Master Lan, "the black blood smoke and the poison on the black blood needle come from the same source, but the poison in the smoke goes into the mouth and nose, which is far less effective than the poison on the needle that penetrates into the flesh and blood."

"Don't worry, brother."

"You drank the Five Treasures Honey Wine, so no matter how much black blood smoke you inhale, it won't hinder your true energy. If you finish these two jars of wine today, there will be very few poisons in the world that can work on you. The poison on the Black Blood Needle also came from the Immortal Sect. How can it defeat the secret medicine and poison of my Five Immortal Sect?"

Zhao Rong was immediately enlightened. No wonder he was the only one in the Righteous Alliance who was not poisoned at Xiaoyaojin that day.

It turned out to be the work of the precious wine.

While eating and drinking, he told her some things that happened in Xiaoyaojin.

He then curiously asked, "If I took the Three Corpses Brain Pill, is there an antidote?"

"Yes," said Master Lan solemnly, "I am not well versed in medical theory, but I understand poison theory. If I can get the Gu Dan and study it for a while, I will be able to figure out what poison was used, and then use the theory of mutual generation and mutual restraint to prepare an antidote."

"If someone who knows a lot about medicine gets this pill, he can also make an antidote."

"For example, the famous doctor Ping Yizhi who killed people."

"I teach a lot of Gu Dan, but Blackwood Cliff doesn't use the Three Corpses Brain Pill on us because they are worried that I can teach the old man to break the poison. So, we won't go to Blackwood Cliff on the Dragon Boat Festival."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but nodded.

If the Three Corpses Brain Pill had no flaws, the Demon Cult would have already unified the martial arts world.

He drank both jars of wine and ate all the food.

A warmth arose in my stomach, and on this windy and snowy night, my whole body felt warm.

Lan Fenghuang saw that his face was glowing red and knew that the medicine was taking effect.

Advise him to refine the medicine quickly.

Zhao Rong took two steps toward the stove and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Last time, it took him nearly half an hour to refine that small jar of wine.

This time he drank even more.

He started with the Boy's Worship to Heaven, circulated the Washing Marrow Sutra, and then picked up the stars and changed the bucket, continuing to take the energy.

These movements looked unusual, but Miao's sister had no interest in them. Instead, she looked at the short flute and the music score of "Autumn Moon over the Han Palace" on the table.

After removing them, you can see the following story.

"Fox Sister".

This is so interesting.

She glanced at the young man who was meditating nearby and saw that his eyes were closed and his face was glowing red. He immediately opened the storybook and started reading.

Curious,

What kind of fox girl could appear in this otherworldly cave?

As I read on, I realized it was a love story between a fox girl and a scholar.

After a while, she put the script down.

The awkward love story did not please her.

The Miao girl sat on the bed of the young master of Hengshan, with her arms on her knees, her face in her hands, and her eyes fixed on the young master.

Sister Tao Bai's many instructions echoed in my mind.

What is the scheming prince of Hengshan, what is the haggard and pitiful man in the ancient village, what is the teardrop that breaks the heart and makes it even more dead
In short, according to Tao Bai, it is right to avoid the person in front of you.

When Lan Meizi thought of this, she smiled.

I just don’t like to listen to Sister Tao.

After returning to the jungle and mountains from Longquan, Ji'an last time, she had leaned against the window of the village and smiled many times, thinking about the scene of meeting again in the future.

Seeing each other tonight was better than she had imagined.

The friend before also drank the Immortal Sect’s precious wine.

She thought about it too.

But compared with seeing the person in front of you, the two thoughts are completely different.

This was the first time such a young man had appeared in her life.

For the brave Miao girl, she was naturally filled with joy.

The only thing that worries me is
Why is love poison so difficult to grow?

After a while, Master Lan moved his gaze outside the cave, and it was already pitch black outside.

"It will take him a long time to refine the medicinal power, and Sister Tao is still waiting for me to return."

When she thought of this, she immediately stood up and walked to the cave entrance, ready to leave without saying goodbye.

However, the wind was howling outside, the snow was falling even harder, and the sound of dead branches breaking could be heard constantly from the cliff.

"Sister Tao, please wait a little longer."

"The snow has shown its intention to keep me here, I won't let you down."

She looked happy, sat back on the bed, and picked up the book that she didn't like very much.

About an hour later
The book was left on the bedside, and the little girl from Guzhai fell into the nest of the young leader of Hengshan and fell asleep peacefully with a smile on her face.

She traveled all the way north, traveling day and night, and was anxious because Dongfang Bubai fell off the cliff.

I was not on guard at this moment, yet I felt very safe.

An hour later, Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

A bright light flashed in his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at the piece of floral skirt exposed by the edge of the quilt, and heard very light breathing sounds.

Zhao Rong curled his lips slightly and ignored her.

He took his sword and walked out of the cave, then jumped to the top of the cliff in one step.

That night, the sword light flickered on the top of the pillar of heaven, and the wind and snow danced with the sword. Like a snake or a dragon, the whimpering sound resounded through the snowy night.

Steep cliffs and caves, beautiful water lilies, and the world of love bring you a sweet dream tonight.

Where the lights flicker, eyelashes and eyebrows tremble slightly, the fragrance of women is better than the fragrance of wine.

……

When the Miao girl woke up, the first thing she saw was a figure meditating in the cave.

She naturally knew that there were people practicing swordsmanship on the top of the mountain at night.

It was almost dawn outside, and the snow and wind were no longer as fierce as they had been last night.

She stood up and put away the two wine jars on the table. Zhao Rong listened to the footsteps approaching.

"Got to go?"

"Ah."

Zhao Rong looked at the sky and said, "You can wait a little longer. A fellow disciple will bring you food. Eat it before you leave."

Master Lan poured himself a cup of hot tea and said with a smile:
"I have to go now. Tao Bai will come looking for me soon."

The sound of wine jars clinking together was heard again. "I brought three jars of wine with me on this trip north. It will be very difficult to take the remaining wine out of the village. The elders will not agree."

She stared at Zhao Rong and said, "The next time you want to see these jars, it will be more than ten years later."

Zhao Rong had been fooled once before, so he asked with a smile:
"Is A-mei going to retire from society again?"

"Yes," said Master Lan with a smile, "So, if you want to drink again, come to the Miao village to find me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to go down the cliff.

Zhao Rong stood up and followed, seeing him off all the way.

The mountain road was rugged and the wind and snow were still blowing. Two sets of footprints went all the way down to a place about a hundred feet away from the post station.

"Brother, please stop. I have sent you a thousand miles away, but we must part ways eventually."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Rong took three more steps before stopping.

With a concerned voice:

"The cliff is very steep. Sister, please don't go up the mountain in the snow next time."

"It would be nice if there was snow and wind."

"Why?"

Zhao Rong was puzzled, but the Miao girl did not answer.

He walked down about ten steps with light steps.

Suddenly, she turned around and smiled at him, like an elf in the snow, her eyes fixed on the boy's eyes.

"The stronger the snowstorm, the warmer the wine, and the more my brother will never forget me."

The Miao girl shook the jar of wine in her hand, winked at him, and then used her lightness skills to disappear among the mountains of ice and snow.

That gentle voice still echoed in his ears.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Standing on a big rock on the mountain path, his eyesight was far better than before. He concentrated his energy on the two major acupoints of Qingming and Yangbai, but he could no longer see the disappearing figure.

After breakfast, he went back to bed to catch up on his sleep.

I immediately smelled a fresh fragrance.

He slept soundly, but in his dream he heard that gentle voice again, as if it was right next to his ear.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

There is no one else in the cliff cave.
Three days later, Zhao Rong practiced sword skills for another day at the top of the mountain. He became moved and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to practice sword skills in seclusion.

Eight days before the end of the year, there was still snow on the mountains.

The west wind blew up the snow foam, which merged with the mountain mist, making it hazy and vague, as if entering a fantasy world.

Zhao Rong walked down the mountain with a sword in hand, his steps swiftly moving, his hair dancing wildly in the wind.

He seemed to have a sword-like aura, and he went down the mountain, breaking through the clouds and fog.

"Big Brother!"

Zhao Rong had been informed early on that there were fifteen disciples waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone was wearing Hengshan disciple uniform, with swords hanging from their waists, and there were more than a dozen horses snorting beside them, so the noise was quite loud.

As the year draws to a close, there are more business travelers and tourists visiting the post stations.

The wind and snow cannot stop businessmen, travelers, and even less can they stop people from returning home.

The escorts and porters in the post station, the caravan guards, and the martial artists passing by all looked curiously in the direction of Tianzhu Peak.

I saw a young man, wearing only a blue shirt and no coat, like a tall and straight solitary pine in the white world of ice and snow.

At this moment
The big yellow horse at the foot of the mountain neighed loudly and raised its hooves excitedly.

That loud voice tells you it's a fine horse.

"Let's go back to the city."

Zhao Rong responded lightly, and soon the horses galloped towards the north of the city.

Several figures chased out of the post station and watched them leave the rock carvings. "Is that the eldest brother of Hengshan Sect?"

"Yes."

"How young you are!" an outsider exclaimed.

Immediately, people around Hengzhou Prefecture laughed and said, "Don't bully him just because he's young. Now the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Shaolin and Wudang are all leading the righteous path. This guy from Hengshan Sect is the best of the younger generation of the Five Mountains Sword Sects."

A man drinking tea smiled and said, "Why just the younger generation?"

"Young Master Zhao has killed more cult thieves than many righteous masters can catch up with."

"After this year, Young Master Zhao will be the current head of Hengshan Sect. When Mr. Mo Da retires, he will be the fourteenth head."

"If you ask me, Mr. Mo Da finding such a successor is a sign that the Hengshan Sect will flourish."

"Yes, there are many forces coming to Hengyang City recently. I guess they are all going to Hengshan Sect to congratulate them."

"..."

In the post station, they chatted about this and that.

People like Senior Brother Hengshan are definitely a light-hearted topic in recent times.

It's okay to just spill some gossip.

If we talk about the Demonic Cult, no one dares to discuss it in depth.

Even some timid people began to call the Demon Cult "Sun and Moon Cult".

The story of Yanjin Meilin has spread throughout the world.

Under the tea stall on the right side of the post station, a man in a black jacket looked in surprise at the direction where the dozen horses left.

No one around knew him.

But if the disciples of Songshan saw him, they would definitely call him Uncle Sha.

He was none other than the expert from the branch sent to Hengyang by Zuo Lengchan, the Vulture Sha Tianjiang.

When the Five Mountains Alliance was held, Sha Tianjiang was doing business in Sanqin. He took advantage of the absence of Yue Lao'er from Huashan to find out the terrain of Huashan Sect.

Therefore, he never met Zhao Rong.

This was the first time he saw it, but it gave him a sense of horror.

"I only stared at him for a moment with my peripheral vision, but he noticed it immediately."

"How can an ordinary disciple be so sensitive?" Sha Tianjiang thought of Zuo Lengchan's words again, "Could it be that this young man is really a hidden master of Hengshan Sect?"

He was extremely curious.

He had never seen such a young master before.

He drank the tea and stood up, ready to speed up his pace and catch up to Hengyang City to take a closer look.

When the eldest brother of the Hengshan Sect comes out of retreat and returns to the sect, it will definitely cause a stir.

With this thought in mind, he quickly walked out of the tea stall.

But
Leader Zuo's instructions echoed in his mind again. He had just revealed a flaw, and it would be risky to chase after him now.

He made up his mind and listened to what Alliance Leader Zuo said.

He stomped his feet and returned to the tea shed at the post station.

We will slowly enter the city with the caravan later.

Sha Tianjiang didn't know that Zuo Lengchan's words had saved his life.

Over at the Wangfeng Pavilion in the north of Hengyang City, a young figure was standing on the top of the pavilion, looking towards the road north of the city facing the post station.

After a while, he rode his horse to catch up with the Hengshan disciples who were walking slowly in front.

"Big Brother, if there is a suspicious person, why don't you interrogate him?" asked a disciple.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "I just came down the mountain, it's normal for others to take a few curious glances."

"There are so many of us, and they haven't done anything wrong. If we suddenly come up to them and interrogate them, wouldn't that make us look like we're bullying them?"

Another disciple nodded and said:
"There are many spies in the city. If he goes to Hengyang City to ask around, he will be exposed sooner or later and we will find him."

"Well, let's go back to the mountain gate first."

"drive!"

"drive!"

"..."

At the end of the Si hour, Zhao Rong returned to the sect’s headquarters.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard various music and sword sounds from the inner room. The familiar tune made him relax.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

"..."

Along the way, disciples from various factions greeted each other with smiles and loud voices when they saw each other, obviously someone had reminded them of this in advance.

The mood of the ancestral temple ceremony was ruined by Dongfang Bubai, so the fellow disciples used this method to warm up the atmosphere.

Although Zhao Rong didn't care about the scale of the ceremony, he knew his fellow disciples' good intentions.

"Big Brother, hurry to the Tingfengtai!"

Lu Songfeng laughed and shouted, and Zhao Rong quickened his pace.

"Is there something exciting?"

"What a blast! Haha!"

Lu Songfeng came up to him and talked about Tingfengtai all the way.

"The formation created by Senior Brother is truly amazing."

"Senior Brother Mi, Junior Sister Wei Jin and the others were practicing formations at Tingfengtai. The brothers and junior fellows around them were eager to join the formations to spar, and they were beaten until their clothes were torn and their faces were covered in dirt."

Zhao Rong smiled, "One against seven, we can't win even without a formation."

"not one."

"Senior Brother Ai, Senior Brother Xi and Senior Brother Xiang entered the battle formation together, but they were defeated not long after."

"If we don't use formations, three brothers against seven people will have a chance of winning."

Lu Songfeng talked about the sword fight again, and Zhao Rong was delighted to hear it.

Although I have great confidence in this formation, I have never put it into practice.

When I heard his description, I couldn't help but exclaim "good".

Someone near Tingfengtai saw the young master coming and immediately greeted him.

There were nearly seventy people here, all clasping their hands and shouting:
"Big Brother~!"

The sound was so loud that even the smoke from the incense burner under the ancestral tablet was shaken.

Zhao Rong bowed in return.

Xiang Danian stepped forward quickly, "Brother, come and break the formation!"

There was a hole on his shoulder, which was caused by Mi Weiyi.

In the past, his kung fu was better than Mi Weiyi's, and he was ranked first among the disciples of the Liu family.

did not expect.
Today, facing the formation, he, together with Junior Brothers Xi and Ai, were defeated together.

Mi Weiyi came over with a smile: "Big Brother, are you going into the battle alone?"

"That's right." Zhao Rong nodded and accepted the challenge.

When they heard that he was going to enter the formation alone, his fellow disciples who had witnessed the power of the sword formation cheered loudly.

Beside Mi Weiyi were Ling Zhaoheng, Li Weijin, Zhang Jingcheng, Mai Haihe, Ge Yuanying, and Su Wanqiu.

There are five men and two women, each of them is an outstanding master of the three-pulse sword technique.

Now that they had mastered the sword formation, they were quite confident and all of them bowed to Zhao Rong and asked for help.

On the Tingfeng Terrace, the disciples who came to watch the fun dispersed and made room for them.

Zhang Jingcheng said to Ling Zhaoheng:

"Big Brother has just come out of retreat, and he has to face setbacks at our hands. Isn't that a bad thing?"

It sounded like a private conversation, but he deliberately spoke loudly, causing the surrounding disciples to laugh.

Ling Zhaoheng said: "Big Brother is determined to break the formation from your side."

Zhang Jingcheng said: "So I'll just say the big words first, I don't think I'll have a chance to say them later."

"That makes sense," Junior Sister Wei Jin nodded, "The formation was created by Senior Brother. Now that Senior Brother's temperament has changed greatly, his swordsmanship must have improved greatly."

Mai Haihe, Ge Yuanying and Su Wanqiu also responded.

Although they dared to fight, the disciples of the sect admired the young master's kung fu from the bottom of their hearts and knew that the chances of winning were slim.

Mi Weiyi encouraged:
"Everyone, give it your all. If we pierce a piece of Senior Brother's clothes today, we can brag about it for the next twenty years."

"it is good!"

The seven people shouted in unison, "Brother, look at the sword formation!"

They were still talking and discussing just now, but when they arrived at the center of Tingfengtai, the seven of them exchanged glances and drew their swords at the same time to form a formation.

They want to seize an opportunity!
If you replace him with another Songshan Taibao, he will have been fooled by then.

But how could this be hidden from Zhao Rong?

The steps of the formation were all created by him. Although they were giving instructions aloud, he could see everything about how they walked.

The seven people did not see Zhao Rong's movements clearly, and the Autumn Water Sword had come into his hand without them knowing when.

Mi Weiyi's Tianchi sword was deflected by Zhao Rong with one sword.

The powerful lethality of this sword formation lies in the fact that all seven people use fast swords, which attack major acupoints. The sword moves are continuous and each person's sword path is different.

Once the person who sets up the formation has mastered the skills, it can be said that there are layers of killing intent.

“Ding ding ding~!”

The sound of swords clashing continued, and Feng Qiaoyun, Xiang Danian and others looked at Zhao Rong.

He actually felt like he was strolling in a garden amidst the rain of swords from seven people!

He had anticipated how Mi Weiyi and others would attack.

Often Zhao Rong's sword arrived before the seven men's swords did.

The people around gradually held their breath. Mi Weiyi and others who were setting up the battle array had flashing eyes. They all used their eyes to stare at the acupoints, although there were still some omissions in the coordination between them and they were not skilled in hitting the acupoints with the quick sword.

But the seven of them had obviously worked hard and had already figured out the outline of the formation.

Zhao Rong had not yet attacked, he was still testing the strength of the formation.

The sword formation reached its peak, and two people switched hands and danced with swords.

The other five men all drew their swords, and the sound of swords whistling on the Tingfeng Terrace!
at this time,

The Hengshan disciples saw that the long sword in the eldest brother's hand was shining with light, and in an instant, the sounds of seven or eight swords clashing were heard.

He could see the tips of all the fast swords that came like a sudden rain in the sword formation!
The seven people who were operating the sword formation were all shocked!
A shock force came from the steel swords in their hands, and their sword techniques scattered to the left and right.

Another "sizzle" sound was heard.
A hole was pierced in Zhang Jingcheng's clothes under his armpit.

By the time they reacted, Zhao Rong had already put away his sword.

On the roof of the Yunwu Palace not far away, Mr. Mo Da was suddenly startled.

"Not bad," Zhao Rong praised sincerely, "This sword formation is better than I expected. With more practice, it can become more proficient and perfect."

He said this, but the crowd seemed not to hear him.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Mi Weiyi asked: "Brother, was that the Huifeng Luoyan Sword you used just now?"

"Yes."

"You have all learned this move, the Thousand Geese Returning."

Upon hearing that this was indeed the trick, Tingfengtai became agitated.

Feng Qiaoyun came up and asked, "Could it be that Senior Brother has already reached Kenpachi?"

One sword blocked seven long swords and pierced a person's sleeve, isn't that eight swords?

Zhao Rong shook his head, looking slightly depressed.

The disciples were confused about the situation.

Then he said:

"You can say it's the eighth sword, or the ninth sword. Just now, I just needed one more sword to do it."

Zhao Rong paced, "But the gap between Sword Eight, Sword Nine and Sword Seven is not that big."

"And below the Seventh Sword, each sword is more stereotyped."

In order to prove what he said, Zhao Rong stabbed twice with his sword.

These two swords are full of sword light.

And the sword move was exactly the Huifeng Luoyan Sword.

"Master Brother's Huifeng Luoyan Sword has reached perfection!!"

All the disciples of Hengshan have practiced this sword technique and know its difficulty.

did not expect.
I was able to actually witness with my own eyes the real sword knocking down nine geese!

This is a realm that only the ancestors who created this skill could achieve. Even Mr. Mo Da is stuck at Sword Seven.

How could they not be shocked?

Feng Qiaoyun's eyes sparkled, full of curiosity:

"Brother, why do you say that there is no difference between Sword Eight and Sword Nine? What kind of threshold is Sword Seven?"

All those present were core disciples of Hengshan, so Zhao Rong took the opportunity to give a more advanced sword-fighting lesson.

"The seven swords and below are all forms, the eight swords and the nine swords are 'momentum'."

"So, the Returning Wind and Falling Wild Goose Sword, the Phantom Sword Style, and the Thirteen Styles of Hundred Changes and Thousand Illusions Clouds and Mist actually all lead to the same end."

Zhao Rong looked in the direction of the Five Divine Peaks, and all the disciples also looked towards the Divine Peaks.

"Although I have never read the manual of the Five Divine Swords, nor have I practiced our school's one-sword-inclusive-one-route sword technique, I feel that the Five Divine Swords are also pointing to 'momentum'."

"The forefather who created the Hengshan sword technique, look at Shenfeng's enlightenment of the sword."

"You must understand the power from the divine peak, and then you can learn sword moves."

"So, in One Sword to Defeat Nine Geese, Sword Seven is real and can be used if you have enough power. Sword Eight and Sword Nine are fake and may not be used even if you have enough power."

"Do you understand?"

Everyone was either yearning or thinking deeply, but all were shaking their heads.

"Well, keep your eyes on my sword."

Everyone followed his instructions.

The three-foot-long autumn water was shining, and suddenly the sound of a sword rang out across the Tingfeng Terrace!

In the eyes of each person, sword lights flashed one after another, like a sword rain falling. Compared with the previous sword nine, the sword lights this time were more than twice as many!
"Is the eldest brother still using the Huifeng Luoyan Sword?"

"Yes!"

"Then how many swords are there!"

"Sword Twenty-Two?"

"It's Sword Twenty-Three!"

"..."

All the Hengshan disciples were shocked. Some had beads of sweat on their foreheads. They couldn't imagine how many holes they would get poked in the face of this sword technique.

"Ah~!"

Two screams suddenly rang out~!

Mi Weiyi and Ling Zhaoheng rolled on the ground holding their heads. Zhao Rong was startled and hurried forward to massage their Qingming and Yangbai acupoints, which helped them to relieve the pain.

But there were bloodshot in the eyes of both of them.

"Big Brother, what's going on? Am I possessed?"

"Oh, my eyes feel like they are on fire."

Mi Weiyi and Ling Zhaoheng wailed.

Zhao Rong looked helpless.

"Do you know how Ouyang Hesong died?"

"Just like you guys."

"The Thirteen Swords of Jingmen can restrain my Hengshan Sword Technique, but when my Hengshan Sword Technique reaches the level of Divine Peak, it can counteract the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen."

"You are pumping air into your eye points, trying to see through the illusion. If the illusion sword light exceeds the upper limit and you fail to stop in time, your eye points will continue to pump air, and eventually your eyes will bleed like a stream, and you will break your own swordsmanship."

After hearing his explanation, the other disciples who were practicing sword formations all breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That was a close call.”

They also wanted to use the eye-point breathing method just now.

However, Mi Weiyi and Ling Zhaoheng were the best at this move, and they were a little behind, so they were unable to keep up with the young master's sword moves.

After a while, the two opened their rabbit eyes and finally recovered.

"Don't concentrate your Qi on these two acupuncture points for seven days, and apply ice and snow to them every day."

"it is good."

"..."

Feng Qiaoyun reacted, "According to what Senior Brother said, Sword Nine is virtual, and the end of Huifeng Luoyan Sword is the same as that advanced phantom sword?"

"good."

"Otherwise, how can we achieve the Thousand Geese Return?"

Zhao Rong's gaze was deep and profound, which was difficult for others to understand.

He said quietly:

“If you can incorporate the power of the Divine Peak into your swordsmanship, you will be able to appreciate the brilliance of my Hengshan ancestors.”

"The opponent is being pulled by the power of the Divine Peak. In his eyes, regardless of whether he uses the Eye Point Breathing Method or not, he can still perform Thousand Swords!"

Thousands of swords are in full swing!
Mr. Mo Da on the roof suddenly felt as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining.

He was stuck at Sword Seven and couldn't use the subsequent moves not because of a lack of skill.

The Hengshan sword technique combines the real and the fake, and he has already mastered the real part.

At the end of emptiness, what is needed is understanding, extremely high understanding.

As a master of Hengshan swordsmanship and a grandmaster of the school, Mr. Mo Da's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness when the disciples at Tingfengtai were excited.

He was not sad about his own understanding.

Instead, he heard the deep meaning in his disciple's words.

Understand his sense of loss!
If the Thousand Swords were not an illusory move but a real one, the Five Divine Swords of Hengshan would be enough to sweep the world!

However, this is the end of the void.

This sword technique is extremely powerful. Once you master it, you can become a top master in the world!

But
There are also loopholes. When encountering a character like Dongfang Bubai,
I am afraid.
Mr. Mo Da felt sad and powerless.

A Rong's talent has surpassed that of Hengshan Patriarch!
As a result,
The upper limit of his swordsmanship became a burden to him.

Even if you practice to the highest level in the future, it will probably be difficult for you to become the best in the world.

Mr. Mo Da was just about to prepare Xiaoxiang Night Rain when he suddenly remembered the amazing Big Dipper Sword Formation.

Can the predecessors of Hengshan integrate the arts of hundreds of schools?
No!

Can you create an amazing sword formation in a short time?

No!

He pondered for a moment, and his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes
Although Hengshan swordsmanship has its limits, they are not my disciple's limits!

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