Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 144: The Sword is the Light! (8.266k)
I return to see the night city, thousands of lights illuminate the streets. I doubt myself that I am not a raft rider, yet I am traveling beside the Milky Way and the stars.

The Lantern Festival in Hengyang is very lively.

Every house is brightly lit with candles. People who like to dine make dragon lanterns and parade them through the streets or visit relatives and friends' homes to perform the dance. This is called "Showing the Lantern Festival".

Occasionally, you can see straw tied into a cross shape on the street, each weighed down by a large stone to ward off strong winds. This is a relic of the "wind-avoiding" custom from a few days ago.

"Brother Rong, are you going to Wushen Peak again in a few days?"

"Ah."

"I have realized the power of the Divine Peak. These days, I have been practicing sword according to the Divine Sword Manual and have gained some insights."

Zhao Rong moved aside to make way for a vendor pushing a wheelbarrow.

On this Lantern Festival night, Hengyang is decorated with green umbrellas and red tassels, and the streets are bustling with people and cars, day and night.

There were a lot of people on the streets, several times more than usual.

Qu Feiyan was holding a lantern, which she won by guessing riddles.

The riddle is about an object: A tall building made of a single piece of wood, without tiles or bricks. People walk under water, and the water flows above them.

"Do you want to go to Uncle Liu's house?"

"Don't go, don't go."

The girl stood in the dim lights, her eyes shrewd, "I can go to Uncle Liu's place anytime, but how many times can I go to Yuan Ye with Brother Rong?"

Zhao Rong smiled and came to the lantern riddle guessing area where many people were gathered beside her.

I solved the "Yinchuan" riddle with the word "Quan" and got a small lantern for free.

The two of them each held a lantern and walked past the unmelted ice and snow on the eaves of the street.

Occasionally I would buy some snacks, watch the fun, and go to the roadside plum trees to appreciate the flowers and put on my shoes.

I walked past several scholars wearing turbans and long robes, and heard them chanting:

"The snow has not dried up in the willow courtyard after spring has passed, the moonlight in the alley is cold as I try out the lights. I am too lazy to follow the green shadows and red fragrance, so I buy myself some plum blossoms to light candles and look at them."

Of course, the most attractive thing for the young master of Hengshan and his junior sister is
That must be the music hall.

The sound of the zither was melodious and full of ancient charm. Unfortunately, the person playing the zither was barely visible through the beaded curtain and gauze.

Zhao Rong stopped outside the music hall, his eyes passing through the drooping willow branches swaying in the west wind, but unable to penetrate the window curtains.

This is the way the music hall attracts customers.

It is a place where scholars and literati gather, but you have to pay to enter.

Then I heard a clear voice asking carefully, "Brother Rong, do you know who is playing the music in this zither hall?"

"Have not heard."

"Moss branches adorned with jade, jade dragons playing sad songs, you must know Taoist Bai Shi, right?"

Zhao Rong showed an expression that said, "You underestimate me too much." "Everyone knows Jiang Kui. The Twenty-Four Bridges are still there, with the waves rippling and the cold moon silent."

Qu Feiyan nodded: "So, this is the "Song of Taoist Bai Shi"."

"The other day I heard from Senior Brother Xiang and the others that the owner of Qiuyan Pavilion is surnamed Jiang, and it seems that they are descendants of Taoist Bai Shi. Don't you see that every year the autumn geese fly away on the Fen River? This is Taoist Bai Shi's good mood."

"It is also said that this Jiang Dajia and Qu Xiangrong are a beautiful girl with a pure and graceful appearance."

"Brother Rong, let's go up and take a look."

"That's all."

Zhao Rong shook his head and sighed, "I'm worried that when she sees me, she will no longer be as pure and graceful as before. From then on, she will think about me day and night, with an empty heart and only the words 'Thinking of the red medicine by the bridge, I know for whom it blooms every year'."

The girl next to him burst out laughing.

The lantern in his hand kept shaking.

She pulled Zhao Rong's arm and ran away, muttering hurriedly:

"Go quickly, go quickly."

"If the people in the music hall heard this, they would definitely laugh to death. The head of the Hengshan sect, the eldest brother, is actually a boastful and conceited playboy."

On this Lantern Festival night, the carriages are decorated with ornaments and horses are decorated with brocade, and the fragrance of the air follows the music.

The young boys and girls seemed to have forgotten all about the world and traveled to Yancheng with a dusty mind.

The bright lanterns illuminate the sky, and the streets and alleys are crowded with people, enjoying the lanterns with laughter.

……

Since the Lantern Festival, the Hengshan Sect has been extremely busy.

This time the mountain gate is opened to recruit disciples, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will last for one and a half months.

After passing the entrance examination, all new disciples who join the mountain sect must have their identities verified.

This item alone will require a lot of manpower.

Fortunately, this is a big event for the entire sect. With everyone working together, we can turn big troubles into small ones.

In the past, Hengshan Sect recruited disciples mostly through recommendations from subordinate forces. If you get to know the temperaments of a few masters, you can get in.

This time, the recruitment of disciples was almost not done through the help of the three elders Mo, Liu and Lu.

All in accordance with the assessment standards.

After passing the first level of basic moves, you can enter the second level, followed by the most difficult third level.

If one can learn 70% to 80% after passing the three levels, it means that he has a high talent for sword-fighting and is destined to be good at Hengshan swordsmanship, and can enter the inner gate directly.

Previously, the task of imparting basic skills to beginners was basically handed over by the elders to their disciples.

Now the three veins have become one and are indistinguishable from each other.

Zhao Rong then selected experienced people from each branch to form the Hengshan Transmission Hall.

Those disciples who had experience in passing on skills entered the group and were led by Feng Qiaoyun, who were responsible for passing on skills to new disciples.

If there is someone who likes someone and is not afraid of the trouble of taking him/her in as a disciple, Zhao Rong will also agree as long as he/she has the ability to teach.

In the blink of an eye, the first month of the year is over.

There were indeed many people who came to Hengshan Sect to join in the fun, but a large number of them were screened out based on their age and identity.

Among the disciples of the appropriate age, only very few can pass the assessment.

Previously, a group of outer disciples entered the inner sect, and now there are many vacant positions in the outer sect.

These positions are based on passing the assessment.

Zhao Rong gave priority to candidates of appropriate age recommended by subordinate forces, who were generally in their twenties or above and had some family martial arts skills.

On February , the dragon looked up.

evening.

At the gate of the Hengshan faction’s headquarters, Dai Zhengren led his daughter and followed Feng Qiaoyun, passing through Tingfengtai and walking towards Cangjian Pavilion.

He was from Xiangyang and opened a martial arts school east of Fancheng.

It was not easy to travel thousands of miles to Hengyang this time.

This determination has a lot to do with a friend who participated in the Battle of Juewu Mountain in Luzhou.

After entering the Hengshan Sect, Dai Zhengren saw Hengshan disciples walking back and forth, each of them carrying a sword on their waist, looking very imposing.

Ordinary people in the world can't compare to him.

Before the station, Dai Zhengren, like those onlookers, would occasionally see the Hengshan sect members who were responsible for recruiting new disciples taking action.

In his eyes, there was only one thing that mattered to him about these people's swords: fast.

of course
The more you watch, the more your mood fluctuates.

In the past, when he was visiting relatives and friends and wandering around the world, he had met many disciples from major sects.

A brief comparison will show that the Hengshan School is unusual.

He glanced at his daughter and felt relieved.

He taught his daughter boxing techniques on weekdays, and she learned quickly and fought well. But he was not good at swordsmanship, and he didn't know if she had any talent for it.

I headed south with a nervous heart.

I feel at peace now.

Dai Zhengren stared at Feng Qiaoyun in front of him, not knowing what the status of this Senior Sister Feng was in the Hengshan Sect.

but
Along the way, many Hengshan disciples came forward and called her "Senior Sister" after seeing her. It was obvious that she was not a simple person.

It would be great if my daughter could take Senior Sister Feng as her teacher.

Seeing that they were almost at Cangjian Pavilion, Feng Qiaoyun stopped.

Ah Fei, who was following her, also stopped immediately.

"Brother Dai," Feng Qiaoyun glanced at the girl with pigtails, "Ah Qing has learned 80% of the basic sword moves in the past ten days, which shows that she has a connection with our Hengshan Sect."

“She’s quite talented.”

"I also want to teach her the sword technique."

Dai Zhengren was delighted when he heard this: "This is Ah Qing's good fortune, but she is still young and ignorant, so I hope you can bear with her."

Feng Qiaoyun touched the girl's head. She had not said anything clearly before because there were so many people outside. Now she made her intention of coming to Cangjian Pavilion clear:
"When it comes to Hengshan swordsmanship, naturally our sect leader, our eldest senior brother, is the best."

"He happened to be returning from the Five Gods Peak today. I'm going to take Ah Qing to meet him. If my senior brother is willing to accept me as his disciple, that would be great luck for this kid."

These words gave Dai Zhengren a shock.

In an instant, a picture flashed through his mind.

In a tavern in Fancheng, a middle-aged man holding a knife sat opposite him and drank, constantly telling him what he had seen in Xiaoyaojin.

'The evil monk Lai Kui from Quanjiao who was roaming in Chuzhou was killed by the young man from Hengshan with one sword! Brother, I never lied. Who was Lai Kui? He killed 16 people from the Quanjiao Horse Gang alone. Normally, I would avoid him if I saw him.'

"We, the Righteous Alliance, had a fierce battle with the Demon Cult. We had the advantage in numbers, but the Demon Cult killed us until only ten of us were left. I know how brutal their methods are. "

"But those vicious demon thieves, I only had a blink of an eye, and there were seven or eight of them lying next to the young man."

"..."

Dai Zhengren knew this brother's character and was definitely not the kind of person who would make up stories.

It was from him that he learned how amazing the Hengshan disciples were and how shocking the Hengshan senior brother was.

That's why I paid attention to the news of Hengshan Sect and knew that they were opening a sect and recruiting disciples.

Suddenly, my head felt heavy, and I connected my friend's words with what Senior Sister Feng in front of me said.

"In terms of Hengshan swordsmanship, our sect leader, our senior brother, is the best?"

It is inevitable that the number one of the younger generation of the Five Mountains is stronger than his peers, but this Senior Sister Feng obviously has something else in her words.

The fact that she could compliment him like this showed that Senior Sister Feng was very different from Senior Brother.

Furthermore.
Saying this while stationed at Hengshan could easily cause misunderstanding.

Wouldn't it be offensive if the elders heard it?

Is it
Senior Brother Hengshan's swordsmanship has surpassed Mr. Mo Da of Xiaoxiang Yeyu!
Thinking of this, Dai Zhengren's mind became clear.

The shock in his eyes could not be concealed, and these thoughts lingered in his mind for only a few breaths in reality.

He immediately said to his daughter:

"Ah Qing, you must remember the etiquette when you meet people later."

"You should use whatever move I tell you to use."

"Yes, Daddy." The little girl nodded. She didn't have as many thoughts as her father.

Feng Qiaoyun gave him a bottom line, "Ah Qing is just like my disciple, both have enough talent for sword training."

"However, my senior brother is a rare and brilliant person in this world. His thoughts are hard to understand and I can't guess them at all."

"It all depends on your daughter's fate."

Dai Zhengren felt a little dazed when he heard this.

They turned and entered a yard, and suddenly heard the sound of wind.

I saw a white bear in the yard holding a bamboo pole, fiddling with both ends. It looked blurry and looked like a warrior using a weapon.

This scared Dai Zhengren so much that he thought he saw a "mountain monster"!
If polar bears stay with humans for a long time, they will imitate human actions.

For example, he could easily break open a piece of green bamboo, but he deliberately grimaced and looked as if he was struggling, just like a human.

Po is a doll trap.

Dai Zhengren quickly pushed his daughter.

After passing through Abao's yard, you will see a tall pavilion.

This place is quite elegant, with green bamboo and plum trees shading the roadside.

The sun sets and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.

The spring breeze blows through the green trees, and the rosy clouds shine through the red steps.

On one side of the pavilion there is a zither and a pipa, in the middle there is a table with an incense burner on it, with warm fragrance floating in the air, curling like mist.

Dai Zhengren saw a man in blue sitting in front of the incense, reading a book.

The temperament revealed in it is definitely not that of an ordinary person.

When I saw the man's profile, I found that he was indeed a young man.

But when I think of this person's skills, I feel horrified. Where in the world can such a genius come from? He is like a "monster".

I dare not have the slightest contempt in my heart.

And there are endless expectations.

"Senior brother."

Feng Qiaoyun greeted with a smile, and Zhao Rong in the pavilion nodded and smiled.

I looked up and saw two dolls following her.

There was a burly man next to the girl.

The big man seemed a little reserved and didn't dare to look around. He continued Feng Qiaoyun's words and called out, "Senior Brother."

Ah Fei also hurriedly greeted him: "Master Uncle!"

Seeing that Ah Fei was about the same age as her, Ah Qing was about to call him "Uncle Master". But just as she said the word "big", Feng Qiaoyun hurriedly stopped her with a smile.

"Ah Qing, don't shout."

"If you shout like that, today's trip will be in vain."

Zhao Rong suddenly heard the word "Ah Qing" and couldn't help but smile.

There are so many people in the world with the same name.

Zhao Rong nodded to Dai Zhengren who greeted him and asked them to come over and sit down.

Dai Zhengren knew that he did not have the ability to sit with the Five Mountains' leaders, so he did not dare to be arrogant, but he also did not want to affect his daughter by being impolite.

Feng Qiaoyun saw that he was holding the Five Divine Swords Manual and didn't want to waste time, so she told him about the girl's talent in the entrance examination.

And curiously asked:
"Brother, do you want to accept a disciple today?"

Zhao Rong smiled and didn't reply. He just said to the little girl in a gentle voice, "What sword skills did you learn? Show me."

"Ah Qing has never learned swordsmanship. The uncles from Hengshan Sect only taught me a few moves these days."

"Just use these few tricks."

"it is good."

She responded loudly and started dancing with the sword in the open space under the pavilion.

It is the sword technique in the entrance examination.

Although it is not advanced, she is about 70% proficient in using it.

Considering only his appearance, his talent is no worse than that of Ah Fei.

Zhao Rong nodded secretly.

"good."

When she finished practicing the sword-holding salute, Zhao Rong praised her.

Dai Zhengren was excited, and suddenly saw Zhao Rong turned to look at him, "Brother Dai, your daughter has a talent for learning our swordsmanship, so please accept my Junior Sister Feng as your master."

"When it comes to passing on skills, she is a great expert in our sect."

Dai Zhengren couldn't help feeling a little regretful when he heard this, but he immediately let it go.

He smiled and responded:

"It is a blessing for Ah Qing to be able to become Master Feng's disciple."

Feng Qiaoyun smiled and said, "Then you can learn from me first. When you have a good foundation, it won't be too late to find a senior brother to learn advanced sword techniques."

This time, Zhao Rong did not object.

So, Ah Qing kowtowed to Feng Qiaoyun and worshipped her as his master.

"Uncle."

In the end, she still called Ah Fei by the same name.

The matter had been settled when Ah Fei suddenly said, "Master, I saw you use a sword when I became your disciple."

"Master said that sword is my guiding light."

"Master uncle should also light a lamp for Junior Sister."

His eyes were full of innocence, and he smiled when he spoke, with a hint of anticipation.

The girl turned around and looked at Senior Brother Fei with a puzzled look on her face, not understanding how to light the lamp.

"Okay, as you said," Zhao Rong showed a hint of interest.

Hearing this response, Feng Qiaoyun also perked up.

Dai Zhengren even rubbed his eyes with his sleeves, trying to make them brighter.

He had never seen Senior Brother Hengshan take action.

What's so special about just stabbing with a sword?
Ah Qing and Ah Fei looked carefully and saw that there were several dried plum blossoms on the table. The old master just waved his sleeves, and all the dried plum blossoms suddenly flew up!

I don't know when the sword will be unsheathed.

Four people, big and small, saw the stabbing action.

next moment.
With just this one sword, a sword shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes, flashing and crisscrossing!

Those flying plum blossoms,

gone!
Dai Zhengren, who was not far away, was shocked.
In more than forty years, he had never seen such a stunning sword technique!
Looking at the young man in the pavilion, I suddenly saw a sharp flash in his eyes.

This sharp edge accompanied by the sword shadow instantly became the most profound memory of the martial arts world in his life.

When the sword shadow disappeared, nine-petal plum blossoms appeared above the three-foot autumn water.

Zhao Rong raised his sword and stepped forward, and Feng Qiaoyun asked the girl to stretch out her hand.

The nine-petal plum blossoms suddenly fell into Ah Qing's little hands.

The plum blossoms were originally ordinary, but they seemed to have suddenly become much more precious.

Feng Qiaoyun was quite fascinated by the sword that the opponent had just used. She had considerable knowledge, and although she could not see the sword moves clearly, she knew that it was a fusion of the Phantom Sword and the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen.

Every petal of the plum blossom is a key acupoint.

The Hengshan Jingmen Beidou formation had seven people attacking seven acupoints, and this sword split into nine, exceeding the upper limit of the sword formation. It can be seen that the senior brother's eyesight and acupoint-hitting skills have greatly improved.

After a while, she led people out of Cangjian Pavilion.

The girl asked:
"Master, did Master Uncle throw out one sword or many swords? How did he catch the plum blossom?"

Feng Qiaoyun said softly:

"This is the beacon your brother mentioned."

"You should practice our swordsmanship with this question in mind and pursue it diligently. If one day you can understand 70% or 80% of it, you can go to the master uncle and ask him for more advanced swordsmanship."

Ah Qing seemed to understand, but she carefully put away the plum blossoms.

Then he asked Ah Fei who was standing beside him:

"Brother, what is your beacon? Is it also a plum blossom?"

Ah Fei shook his head, "It's a fish swimming in the water."

Dai Zhengren listened to them silently and felt as if he had climbed up the Tianzhu Peak and was surrounded by clouds and mist.

But there is one thing he is very clear about.

Hengshan School is an extraordinary place.

He couldn't help but look back in the direction of Cangjian Pavilion. The green smoke from the table floated in his mind, and the shocking sharpness was still in his heart.

Everyone says that rumors are not to be trusted, and that a small fish in a lotus pond can grow into a whale.

Exaggeration is common.

but
Why are the rumors about the eldest brother of Hengshan so suppressed?

"It would be incredible if my daughter could learn skills from this person in the future~!"

"The first thing I have to do after returning to Xiangyang is to treat Lao Xia to a drink. If he hadn't told me, I would never have come to Hengyang."

Dai Zhengren's heart started beating wildly, and he had a strong premonition.

One day, the world will be shaken by this person.

……

On the sixth day of the month, the startling sting.

At this time of this year, Zhao Rong received another letter wrapped in bamboo slips.

This letter comes from Longquan.

"Sincerely, Senior Brother."

"Time passes by, the sky waxes and wanes, the present and the past change."

"It's been a while since I last wrote to you. I miss you as much as before. I wonder how you are doing?"

"Since the alliance meeting, the Demon Cult has retreated and Longquan has become peaceful since I got the help of my senior brother."

"My brother wrote to me, praising my style. I admire him. However, the evil sect is vicious and the battle between good and evil is fierce. I hope that everything is going well for my brother."

"We have forged several precious swords and have already arrived in Hengyang."

"I also remember the clouds and mists lingering under the Tianshan Mountains, the three-foot-high autumn water, and the sword energy all over my body."

"..."

In the evening, Zhao Rong read the letter to the end beside the lamp outside Cangjian Pavilion.

There are also a few petals of plum blossoms from Longquan in the bamboo slips.

Junior Sister Qiu is a person with elegant tastes.

Last year, Zhao Rong received the letter but did not respond.

He touched his waist and felt uncomfortable. If he didn't respond, wouldn't it be impolite?
So I found some letter paper and wrote "Dearestly, Junior Sister" in the same style as the letter I received.

Junior Sister Qiu's letters were mostly about nostalgia, so Zhao Rong told her some new things.

He wrote in the letter about what he saw and heard during his trip to the Five Mountains Alliance in the north. His account was very detailed and the rumors from outside were far from being real.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't written for a long time, he actually wrote for half an hour.

After writing down a few pages, I feel like it can be read as a story.

I want to delete some of it, but I'm too lazy to revise it.

So they also sealed it with bamboo slips and stuffed a few plum blossoms from Cangjian Pavilion into it.

The next day, someone handed it to the messenger and sent it to Longquan.

Zhao Rong didn't have to worry about the sect recruiting disciples from outside. Whenever he had time, he would take the sword manual to the Five Gods Peak.

Occasionally, when he had some insights, he would meditate on Tianzhu Peak for a few days.

The retreat at this time is different from that before.

I had just returned from the north at that time, and my mind was filled with insights into the sword techniques of various schools, and my thoughts were truly flowing like a spring.

Nowadays, cultivation is carried out step by step, and only the lessons are completed.

Seeing the end of Shenfeng's momentum, it is not difficult to create a move that covers the entire journey based on the Divine Sword's sword manual.

Zhao Rong did not rush to take action.

The moves created at this time will most likely be different from those of the Hengshan predecessors.

He was confident in the moves he had mastered, but he also wanted to know what the Hengshan predecessors' moves were like.

In order to achieve perfection, for now, I will just practice the Four Peaks Divine Sword Manual.

After reaching Mount Huashan, I will find an opportunity to go to the cave in Siguo Cliff.

Zhurong's sword also fell there.

After looking at what our ancestors left behind and absorbing their experience, perhaps the moves we create will be more perfect.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Rong would climb the Divine Peak to practice sword every time, only to comprehend the power of the Five Divine Peaks more.

He is accumulating, waiting for the moment when his insights will surge.

In Hengyang, birds are taboo in February.

It is a common practice to use baba to stick dead branches and plant them in the fields.

As the saying goes: You can stick a bird's beak to prevent the grain seeds from being damaged.

Zhao Rong was riding his horse across the fields north of the city when he saw someone doing this.

The light is like a wave of water, once it is gone it cannot be chased.

Time flies and it is the end of February.

The Hengshan School has stopped recruiting disciples. If there are still a few visitors coming from far away who do not have good talents, they will have to wait for the next time.

The time of next time is not fixed and the method may be different.

Most of the late visitors can only sigh.

Back at Cangjian Pavilion, Zhao Rong looked at the list handed over by Cheng Mingyi and Quan Ziju.

A disciple who enters the inner gate directly.
"On a?"

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned.

Cheng Mingyi said nothing, but Quan Ziju smiled with satisfaction: "Brother, congratulations."

"I didn't expect that according to your method, there would be someone who could enter the inner gate directly this time."

"That kid is very talented, why didn't you like him, Senior Brother?"

Zhao Rong responded hastily: "My swordsmanship is not yet systematic, and I am still exploring. It is not appropriate for me to accept disciples at this time."

"besides."

"Is this entrance examination difficult?"

"of course."

Quan Ziju rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, do you think that all the disciples who come to worship you are yourself and have been practicing sword skills all the time?"

"In half a month, not many people can learn even the basic techniques to the point of 70% or 80%. "

"Especially in the third level, Master added some virtual and real changes and changed the power generation method. Those who have not learned my Hengshan swordsmanship will naturally be completely in the dark."

Zhao Rong nodded.

He had little experience in this area, so he asked again: "How do the disciples you accepted this time compare to previous years?"

Cheng Mingyi said: "Much better."

Zhao Rong's eyes lit up.

On second thought, previous years involved more personal connections and teachers' preferences, but this time it all depends on talent.

Each has its pros and cons.

After all, those recommended by forces near Hengzhou Prefecture are more credible.

After reading the entire information about accepting disciples, and especially noting the age marked on it, a smile appeared on Zhao Rong's face.

There are about ten disciples around ten years old.

This time, not only were the vacancies of outer disciples filled, but there were also more than sixty additional disciples in the Transmission Pavilion.

These are all those who can pass the first level of the assessment, and the completion rate of the second level may be high or low.

Perhaps it is because the Hengshan sect has become famous recently, and some of its disciples come from forces that have never been affiliated with the Hengshan sect.

These small sects and martial arts families also tried their best and sent almost the most talented people in their families.

Once the worship is successful, the forces behind these disciples will naturally move closer to the Hengshan Sect.

This invisibly gave the Hengshan Sect, a big tree, many more branches and leaves.

In previous years, they would never be so crazy.

The source of everything is still the killing of Yanjin Meilin.

Nowadays, good and evil are fighting each other, the martial arts world is in turmoil, and even small sects have lost their sense of security.

"News has also come from the Central Plains."

"Not only us, the other four sects also opened their doors to recruit disciples at the end of the year, and the scale is beyond the past."

After Quan Ziju finished speaking, the expressions of the three people changed slightly.

Dongfang Bubai has made everyone feel insecure.

……

No one outside the door asks about the falling flowers, the green shade slowly spreads across the horizon. The warblers sing until they are silent, and the frogs are heard alone in the spring grass pond.

In late spring, the weather warmed up.

On the day of Qingming Festival, a light rain fell in Hengyang.

Zhao Rong broke off a willow branch and inserted it at the door to commemorate Shennong.

There were many people walking on the road. Many people respected the custom of hanging and sweeping, carrying sacrificial paper and candles, and burning offerings in front of their ancestors' tombs.

The Hengshan School also paid homage to the ancestral temple.

Zhao Rong went to Danzhen Pavilion again to look for Uncle Lu.

The Golden-Eyed Crow has been very busy recently. He got the fast sword manual from Zhao Rong and is cultivating his root strength.

When the Hengshan Sect opened its doors, he went out and took in a few orphans.

He went to Gu Danzhen Pavilion twice but failed both times. He finally met Uncle Lu on the third time.

What surprised him was
The golden-eyed crow covered his right eye with a white cloth again.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?"

Zhao Rong pointed at his eyes, but Lu Lianrong did not mention the matter and instead asked, "You came to ask about Zhongtiao Mountain?"

"good."

Lu Lianrong shook his head, "No news yet."

"No news at all?"

"No."

"It's late spring now," Zhao Rong felt something was wrong, "Uncle Master, I'm afraid Alliance Leader Zuo has already suspected you."

"He must know about the New Year's Eve rituals and sacrifices."

This time, Lu Lianrong did not refute, but just said to wait a little longer.

Not long after leaving Danzhen Pavilion, Zhao Rong asked Ai Gen.

Only then did they learn that the Golden-Eyed Crow had been practicing too hastily and something went wrong.

He was too embarrassed to mention it in front of Zhao Rong.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

After waiting for another ten days, Ai Gen finally came over to call Zhao Rong, and Lu Lianrong finally received the letter from Zhongtiao Mountain.

just
"We have to wait until late autumn?"

"That's what the letter says."

"Another half a year later!" Zhao Rong frowned even deeper, "Uncle Master, where is the letter?"

Lu Lianrong handed the letter over and said, "This letter was written by Feng Buping, relaying the meaning of Zuo Mengzhu."

"The Demon Cult sent its elders to Zhengzhou Avenue, and together with the fringe members of the Demon Cult, they wiped out several forces that were backed by Mount Song. Several lay disciples of Shaolin were also killed one after another."

"Because the Songshan Sect has been implicated by the Demon Sect, the action against the Huashan Sect will be postponed."

He was describing it on the side. Zhao Rong finished reading the letter and snorted coldly.

"Zuo Lengchan, don't try to hide it from me."

"It is true that he is involved with the Demon Cult. I guess he can't spare too many people, so he is afraid that our Hengshan Sect will interfere."

Zhao Rong looked towards Mount Tai and said, "Years ago, I asked my master to write a letter to Taoist Priest Tianmen, telling him to send a pigeon to inform him if there was any major change in the Central Plains."

"Since the news from Alliance Leader Zuo was relayed to Zhongtiao Mountain, it will definitely not be as fast as the news from Taishan Sect."

"I have not received any communication from the Taishan Sect, which means that the content of this letter is exaggerated."

"Zuo Lengchan is trying to sneak into Chencang."

"Uncle Master, you have been exposed. You don't need to go to Songshan to listen to opera anymore."

Although Taoist Tianmen has a bad temper and is sometimes unreasonable.

But he hates evil and is quite upright.

Much more trustworthy than Zuo Lengchan.

Lu Lianrong walked around Danzhen Pavilion twice with a cane, feeling a little lonely.

The road that we once walked is finally broken.

However, when he turned to look at Zhao Rong, he felt that there was nothing good about being the left leader of Songshan.

Lu Lianrong asked cautiously: "What else do you have to arrange?"

Zhao Rong said: "I also asked Master to send a message to Taoist Priest Tianmen, telling him to send an urgent letter to Hengyang if the Jade Generation members of Taishan Sect come down the mountain."

"The Yu generation will surely go with the Zhongtiao Mountain Sword Sect."

"No," Lu Lianrong shook his head after hearing this, "You don't know much about the Taishan Sect."

"Although the uncles of Tianmen Taoist Priest are lustful and greedy, they are quite powerful in the sect."

"Master Tianmen is highly skilled in martial arts, but he is careless. If you ask him to do these delicate tasks, he will most likely be discovered."

"Then Zuo Lengchan will use your calculations to calculate you back."

His eyes rolled around and he speculated, "Zuo Lengchan doesn't need to be on guard against me. If he gives me false information, he can only be on guard against you."

"Because Zuo Lengchan knows that it is impossible for me to cooperate with Senior Brother."

"This means that you have been exposed under his nose."

Zhao Rong nodded when he heard this, "Master, what you said makes sense."

After a moment of relief, he let out the breath that was weighing on his heart:

"it is good!"

Lu Lianrong's bright yellow eyes looked at the young man's face and saw a hint of dominance on his face.

"I'd like to learn from Master Zuo's skills."

"He wants to destroy Huashan, so I will protect Huashan."

Lu Lianrong said, "You'd better go north quietly."

"It's natural."

"When do you plan to leave?"

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "It's summer now, so it should be at least one month earlier than the deadline you agreed on."

Lu Lianrong nodded and reminded:
"Don't force yourself about Huashan's affairs. Your own safety is the most important thing."

"Also, tell me three days in advance before leaving Hengyang."

Zhao Rong nodded and looked at Lu Lianrong again, wanting to hear what arrangements he had.

The golden-eyed crow sneered:
"The day you left Hengyang, I killed all the spies in Songshan."

"There's no point in keeping them."

……

On the eighth day of April, the farmers in Hengyang hated caterpillars and used yellow paper to paste.

The inscription reads: "On the eighth day of the fourth month, Dongbin came to rest. A gust of the fairy wind blew, and all the caterpillars died."

This day.

The golden-eyed crow also pasted the farmers' yellow paper on the walls of Danzhen's attic.

Zhao Rong, with some disciples, killed a group of rebellious bandits in Anren.

As the beginning of summer approaches, the number of insects in Hengyang suddenly increases.

Even some members of the evil cult appeared in Hengzhou Prefecture.

Zhao Rong keenly sensed that something was wrong.

I felt a little impatient.

Standing on the top of the city wall of Hengyang West City, he looked out at the Xiang River and saw the vastness of the river, the slanting boats at the wild ferry, and the cloud ladders and curtains in the sky, shining brightly.

Then, he looked at the land of Sanqin.

"Brother Linghu, I hope you have mastered the Dugu Nine Swords."

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