Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 150 Jiangnan Xiaodiao (8.625k)
The bright moon shines in the sky, as clear as a jade universe.

Thin clouds rolled up, and the blue sky was cloudless; the bright moon spread out its light waves, casting its clear light over thousands of miles.

A gentle breeze blew away the mist all over the mountain and dispersed the murderous aura on the Jade Maiden Peak.

"Brother Rong, what are you looking at?"

Master Bujie came to Zhao Rong holding a water-milled Zen staff, and followed his gaze towards the Siguo Cliff Mountain Road, but saw nothing.

"Nothing." Zhao Rong responded with a smile.

His movements were quite fast, but even if he was staring at me like that, he still couldn't hide it from me.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly, it must be the old man named Feng.

Hehe, old senior, since we have met each other, it is reasonable for me to disturb you.

When Zhao Rong thought of this, he felt extremely happy.

I think the old man must have been very depressed, hiding aside and eating melons, but he was discovered.

You are looking at me so seriously, are you trying to find the flaws in my Five Divine Swords?

I also want to see the Dugu Nine Swords.

His thoughts were in a mess and he was disturbed by Master Bujie's voice.

"The monk made a big fool of himself tonight."

Zhao Rong was puzzled and asked, "Master, you fought one against three and killed one. How could this be considered a disgrace?"

"I was distracted by your swordsmanship just now. Otherwise, if you had used your full strength, you would have had a chance to keep one more person alive."

After Monk Bujie finished speaking, he asked curiously, "Your sword skills are amazing. I have never seen such a skill in my life."

"Oh, this is the Five Divine Swords of my Hengshan Sect."

"Five Divine Swords?"

Monk Bujie scratched his head and had no impression of it.

However, Lady Ning and Sect Leader Yue who came closer showed surprise, and Ning Zhongze couldn't help asking:
"Nephew, I heard that the Hengshan Five Divine Swords have been lost, and even Senior Brother Mo doesn't know how to use them."

"Did you find the sword manual again?"

"This is such a blessing!"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said in a gentle voice: "Uncle Master, many of our sect's Five Divine Swords have been lost. Today's Five Divine Swords were obtained after I gained some insights at Guanshen Peak. I'm afraid they are quite different from what is recorded in the sword manual of my Hengshan ancestors."

He answered questions sincerely and modestly, without any intention of showing off.

But when these words fell into the ears of the people around, it was like a thunderclap.

If you practice according to the sword manual left by your ancestors, it is not uncommon to master swordsmanship if you have a higher talent.

But if one has one's own way and amazing skills, that's another level.

The Huashan couple looked at the young man's face, then at the six corpses of masters, and their hearts were hard to calm down.

The two knew that their fellow apprentice was hiding his shortcomings and was already thinking higher.

For example, he has strength comparable to the leaders of the four sects of Huashan, Hengshan, Taishan and Hengshan.

It's bold enough for a young boy to compare himself with a master.

but.
After taking a look tonight, I realized that I had underestimated it.

Yue Buqun felt mixed emotions. Among the Five Mountains, the only one who could defeat him was Zuo Lengchan. Now there was one more person, who was a generation younger than him.

Zuo Lengchan is completely different from this nephew.

One can see the upper limit, the other one.
Yue Buqun's gaze couldn't help but shift to Zhao Rong, wondering what he would look like in twenty or thirty years.

Unfortunately, I can’t imagine it at all.

But the rise of the Hengshan School was almost unstoppable.

Not only does he have such a great senior brother who makes him jealous, but he also has a group of fellow disciples with excellent swordsmanship, and even some amazing sword formations.

Compared with the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun's heart is like snow at dusk in a partridge wind, so desolate.

Ms. Ning standing by exclaimed: "Heroes emerge from young."

She had no ambitions, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of security.

Knowing Zhao Rong's character, Zuo Lengchan had to restrain himself now that there was such a person among the Five Mountains.

In this way, Huashan can also recuperate.

As time went by, the Qi Sect disciples became more and more powerful, and the thorn of Laudeno was also removed.

Ning Zhongze thought that if there were no major disturbances in the Five Mountains, he and his wife would still have a chance to develop and expand Huashan through slow management.

Then, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze bowed to them together, and then bowed to the Hengshan disciples not far away.

"If it weren't for your help today, I'm afraid everyone in Huashan Sect would have to go to see the founder."

Yue Buqun felt bitter in his heart, but his words of thanks came from the heart.

"Well," Master Bujie said cheerfully, "The great monk waved his staff a few times, but it wasn't very effective. If you want to thank me, just buy me a few more drinks."

Lady Ning smiled and said:
"Master, your martial arts skills are outstanding. Your kindness is great. My husband and I will never forget it. Whenever we go to Jade Maiden Peak in the future, we will serve you the best wine."

"Hahaha."

Master Bujie laughed a few times. He looked at Ning Zhongze and thought of old times. He felt that the world was wonderful and cause and effect were intertwined.

For no reason, he raised his palm and said, "Amitabha."

He suddenly became serious and showed his wisdom.

Zhao Rong on the side seemed a little uncomfortable.

When Sect Leader Yue and Ning Zhongze's gazes moved over, he smiled slightly and said:
"My two uncles, you don't have to be polite. Let's not talk about the friendship of the Five Mountains Alliance. It's just that I have supported you all the way during the Five Mountains Alliance. I have some ability this time, so it's nothing to help you a little."

He added:
"If our Hengshan Sect is in trouble someday, how could the two uncles just ignore it?"

Lady Ning relaxed and smiled warmly:
"Kid, what do you mean by slightly capable? Looking around the world, there are not many people with your ability."

"Seeing you like this, I feel really old."

"After we have dealt with the matter at Huashan, I will definitely go to Hengyang with my senior brother to pay him a visit. How can we neglect such a favor?"

Yue Buqun also nodded.

Ning Zhongze then said, "This is your first time at Huashan, so it should be quiet for a while, so you don't have to rush to leave. It's not easy to come here, so I'll ask Chong'er to take you around the peaks of Huashan, and we can do our best to be the hospitality of the host."

Of course Zhao Rong would not refuse and said with a smile:
"Huashan is a place of natural beauty, and I long for it. Sorry to bother you then."

They chatted for a while. Some disciples from both factions were healing their wounds, some were dealing with corpses, and some were talking about the danger just now and being thankful that they were lucky to survive.

of course
From time to time, some eyes would fly towards the young leader of Hengshan, that was inevitable.

"Cui Baigen and Junior Brother Zhu Wubing are both dead."

Ning Zhongze sighed and said, "Give him a good burial."

Although the Huashan Sect had an advantage in terms of terrain, it still suffered many casualties, with four deaths, including two new disciples.

The Hengshan School had seven people forming a battle formation, with Cheng Mingyi and Xiang Danian flitting beside the formation. Their swordsmanship was not inferior to that of the black-clad masters from Songshan.

Qu Feiyan was intentionally protected by them, and they also seized the advantage of terrain and attacked from above. Two people from the Hengshan Sect were slightly injured, which was caused by assisting the Huashan disciples.

Such a record also surprised the Huashan disciples.

When someone was examining the body, they couldn't help but shout, "This guy is a white board evil star!"

Everyone came closer to take a look and saw the legendary ferocious face, which was still as ferocious as ever even in death.

Yue Lingshan was the most surprised. "When I was a child, whenever I cried, my mother would say that the White Board Evil Star would catch crying children and eat them. I was so scared that I dared not cry anymore."

"I didn't expect that this evil man would also die under Senior Brother Zhao's sword."

Qu Feiyan stood beside the corpse and found several sword wounds. She couldn't help but praise: "This villain took a lot of blows. He is really powerful."

Everyone felt the same way.

They had seen before that ordinary men in black would die when they encountered the sword light of Master Hengshan. This man was covered in wounds, which meant that he was able to avoid vital points during the fight, which was a remarkable skill.

He then uncovered the faces of the two bodies.

They all recognized them as Yu Zhongzi and Taoist Tian Feng from the Taishan Sect who were so aggressive in Zhengqi Hall today.

"This makes the people who use the Soul Chasing Knife and Chain Knife feel very unfamiliar."

"He must be a famous thief."

"I didn't expect Master Zuo to be such a person. Should we be killed if we disobey his words?"

The Huashan disciples, who had gained a lot of knowledge today, were both shocked and hateful.

They turned over the body of the sixth master, and it was none other than Le Hou, the Great Yin-Yang Hand, the Third Guardian of Songshan.

This famous master was lying right in front of them.

This immediately made Lu Dayou, Liang Fa, Ying Bailuo and others feel that it was unrealistic.

Liang Fa was the third oldest in Huashan. Now without Lao Denuo, he became the second oldest.

"I heard from Master that it's not easy to kill a master like this who only wants to escape."

"This shows that there is a huge gap between this Taibao and Senior Brother Zhao."

Lu Dayou exclaimed: "Senior Brother Zhao fought against six masters alone. I was standing far away and watching the sword flashing and dancing, and I felt dizzy. If I faced this move directly, I probably wouldn't be able to withstand even one round."

He breathed a sigh of relief again, "Fortunately, Senior Brother is a lazy person who doesn't care about winning or losing."

"If you only want to defeat Senior Brother Zhao, you will never be able to get out of the cliff of remorse in this life."

Ying Bailuo smiled and said, "Aren't you the one who has the most confidence in Senior Brother?"

Lu Houer said as a matter of course: "Of course."

"But Senior Brother Zhao is too special. He is probably the kind of person that is hard to come by once in a thousand years. We are lucky to meet him."

"I admire and appreciate Senior Brother Zhao so much. If he didn't have this ability, many of our brothers would have died tonight."

When Ying Bailuo Liangfa heard this, he agreed very much.

None of these six masters can be dealt with by them.

But when six people attacked together, they all died!
That young man's face, the sword light that just lit up under the moon, these scenes are destined to be imprinted in my heart for a lifetime and cannot be erased.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Xiang and the others are moving the bodies, let's not sit idle."

"it is good."

"..."

On the Yunv Peak, the work didn't stop until the early hours of the morning.

No matter whether they were the men in black from Songshan or Taishan, those who attacked Huashan were all regarded as cult thieves.

The Demon Cult is now very powerful, so if you lose in a secret fight, you'll have to consider yourself unlucky. Now is not the time to confront them openly.

After the Huashan couple settled the Hengshan Sect and Monk Bujie, they went down to the middle of the mountain with Linghu Chong and others to inspect it before returning to their residence.

When Ning Zhongze lit the lamp, Yue Buqun stood by the half-open window, looking at the fence and the night sky.

The evening breeze brought a cool breeze, but it couldn't calm his heart.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"What do you think of Junior Brother Zhao's swordsmanship?"

Ning Zhongze lit the lamp and took a step closer to Yue Buqun. "Brother, don't feel disappointed. Chong'er is already very good and has been studying hard recently. He will definitely be the backbone of our sect in the future."

"Junior Brother Zhao has such skills at such a young age. It is rare to find such people throughout history."

"Now our two factions are on good terms, but there is Dongfang Bubai outside and Zuo Lengchan inside. I hope this child can be even more powerful."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Junior sister, you misunderstood. I was just curious about his swordsmanship."

"I've heard Master talk about the Hengshan Five Divine Swords. Mr. Mo Da's uncle and grandfather should all know this set of sword techniques."

"If it were as powerful as what I saw tonight, Master would surely be very impressed."

Yue Buqun looked puzzled: "But Master's description of the Hengshan Five Divine Swords only describes their clever moves and many changes of reality and illusion. I'm afraid they are far less powerful than this."

After hearing what he said, Lady Ning also recalled carefully:

"That's true. Fighting six great masters and killing six great masters are completely different."

"I've heard that Junior Brother Zhao is known as the Tianshan Phantom Sword. I think he has mastered the art of Phantom Sword to a great extent."

Lady Ning lowered her voice and said, "This kind of swordsmanship is extremely dangerous. Not only does it defeat the enemy with force, but it also involves subtleties that ordinary martial artists cannot perceive. If you can't see the true and false changes, you will be killed in an instant."

"Zhao's martial arts skills may not be higher than Zuo Lengchan's, but if Zuo Lengchan were to face these six people, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to kill them so quickly."

"good."

Yue Buqun nodded, feeling somewhat envious of this killing power, "Real and fake, he has grasped the true essence of Hengshan swordsmanship."

His eyes were deep and he sighed slightly: "My Yangwu swordsmanship is no match for that."

Lady Ning patted him on the back and said, "Brother, if you practice the Purple Cloud Divine Art for another twenty years, you will have few rivals in the martial arts world."

This word of comfort really made Sect Leader Yue feel much more at ease.

They talked about the Huashan and Hengshan sects, and discussed the follow-up of this incident.

Before leaning on the bed and turning off the lights, Ning Zhongze said:

"Junior Brother Zhao and Chong'er are good friends. They are of the same generation, so we should stay out of their fun together."

"Ah."

Yue Buqun said: "Lingshan is also very familiar with the route, let's ask her to go with us."

……

Zhao Rong washed up and changed into clean clothes.

I opened the door and walked around the big house with white walls a few times, hoping to run into some old men with white beards or something.

unfortunately
I didn't even see a single person.

“Brother Rong!”

Linghu Chong's excited voice rang out. Zhao Rong, who was about to go back to his room, immediately greeted him with a smile, "Brother Linghu, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Linghu Chong said, "I just lay down and came to see you when I heard you open the door."

He relaxed and spoke more lively, joking:
"By the way, let's admire the style of the Invincible Southerner. He is worthy of being as famous as the Invincible Easterner. He is really amazing."

He boasted and laughed, "I only lost to Brother Rong by half a move, which is also very impressive."

Zhao Rong laughed. He used the same teasing he had done that day to tease himself now.

Linghu Chong straightened his expression again and prepared to say some words of thanks.

Zhao Rong saw through it and interrupted him directly, "There's no need for politeness between friends."

"You like drinking, so when you have time, find a quiet place and buy me a drink."

Linghu Chong was a straightforward person and immediately said, "It is my great honor to have a drink with a great master like you."

"It's very quiet over there on the cliff. I'll ask Lu Hou'er to send some wine up there, and we'll have a good drink in a few days."

"it is good!"

Zhao Rong nodded happily, and thought that it would be best to invite the Jiangnan man out for a drink as well.

Young Hero Linghu is unrestrained, cheerful and open-minded, and extremely sincere to his friends, which Zhao Rong can feel.

He also cherishes this friendship.

There are not many people like Jiumengzi in the world.

Linghu Chong and Zhao Rong agreed on a time to go to the Cliff of Repentance. Then he saw the young leader of Hengshan jump up and catch two fireflies in succession.

He was curious.

He wanted to ask, but the young leader of Hengshan made a gesture to silence him.

So Linghu Chong followed behind and watched with a smile on his face.

The young master passed by his door and jumped to the window of the big white-walled house next door. The light inside was on.

He knocked on the window gently.

I heard a young girl's clear voice, and then half of the window was opened.

The moonlight could not shine in, but the girl held up a lamp and could see a pretty little face like a mountain elf, but there was a bit of doubt in her big eyes.

She whispered, "Brother Rong, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Rong stretched out his left hand with a hollow fist and said nothing.

Then he raised his right palm and used his powerful palm force to press down in the air, extinguishing the lamp in the girl's hand.

The left hand that was holding the hollow fist loosened, and two small stars flickered.

Like a star with a faint glow, it turns to the moon without brilliance. It has not yet chased through the flower path, but has come to touch the guest's clothes.

The fireflies on the midsummer night flap their wings and fly.

The girl put down the lamp and stammered, "Brother Rong."

Zhao Rong smiled, still without saying anything, and pulled down the window in front of her.

But he had just taken a step away when the window was pulled up again by the girl. She put down the lamp, leaned against the wooden window with a smile, and when she saw the figure disappear, she went to look for the two fireflies.

They are all gone, but they all remain on this midsummer night in Huashan.

Young Hero Linghu, who was watching from a distance, was stunned.

He suddenly felt that his 20,000 fireflies were far inferior to these two.

The invincible Southern Army is so powerful that I, Linghu Chong, have lost half a move again.

……

The next day, the disciples on the Jade Maiden Peak were still busy.

The disciples of Hengshan also ran to help. Not only did they have to deal with the corpses on the peak, but there were also many corpses of the evil sect below the peak.

For three days, disciples from both factions dug pits to bury the bodies. "Master, extend your hand."

Master Bujie was both nervous and excited, "Brother Rong, no, Master Rong, you have to help me find it."

He stretched out his hand and saw that Zhao Rong was looking at it seriously.

Asked: "Has the broken line been reconnected?"

Zhao Rong nodded slightly: "It's almost done."

"Tell me all the news about your wife and daughter."

"it is good!"

Monk Bujie did not dare to be careless. He was very frank and would even speak out where the ridiculous things happened, which caused Zhao Rong to interrupt him constantly.

He naturally knew where the mute old woman was.

Just listen to what Monk Bujie says once so that I can point it out.

It took Monk Bujie about half an hour to finish telling the story.

"Your wife was moved by you, so she must be someone who understands love and is gentle and caring. The master looked at other women a few more times, and she ran away from home in anger. She has been gone for more than ten years. She must be a very loyal and sensitive person."

Upon hearing this, Monk Bujie complained, "My wife is a jealous person."

He only dared to say it outside and would never dare to say it in front of his wife.

"Brother Rong, where is she now?"

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Your wife left you in anger, but with her personality, she couldn't bear to leave her daughter."

"She was originally a nun who returned to secular life. Your daughter became a nun in Hengshan. If she joins the Hengshan sect, she can avoid you, take care of Yilin, and occasionally see how lost you are. Isn't that like not missing out on anything?"

Upon hearing this, Monk Bujie's eyes lit up!
"Not bad!"

"She is very smart, she must be in the Hengshan Sect. I will go to the Hanging Temple right now and ask Master Dingxian to return my wife to me."

Zhao Rong almost laughed out loud and quickly pulled him back.

"Grandmaster!"

"You will only scare your wife away by doing this, which will only make you more angry. You will never see her again in this life."

Monk Bujie was very anxious: "What should we do? Brother Rong, do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Rong stroked his chin and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Maybe your wife has changed her appearance. You may not recognize her if you meet her again."

"But I have a trick to make her show up on her own initiative."

"Master Rong, please teach me quickly!"

Zhao Rong laughed, "You built a small house at the foot of Mount Heng and lived there. When you met your daughter this time, you pretended to be seriously injured and claimed that you would not live for more than a few days."

"You must also tell your daughter that your greatest wish in life is to see your wife before you die."

"She has feelings for you and will definitely meet you."

"Whether we can keep the person at that time will depend on the master's ability."

Monk Bujie scratched his head, a little hesitant.

"Lin'er knew I was going to die, so she would cry all day long. How could I bear to see her sad?"

He felt sorry for his daughter and couldn't bear to do such a thing.

Zhao Rong comforted her: "She never knew who her mother was. If the three of us can be reunited, it means we have tasted the bitterness first and then the sweetness."

"rational."

Monk Bujie nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Monk Daddy. I must find my wife back this time."

He was in a hurry, picked up his Zen stick, and was about to leave.

Zhao Rong handed him two more letters. "These two letters were written by Master Yue and I. Please give them to Master Ding Xian later."

Monk Bujie said, "I will definitely bring it there."

Soon, the Huashan couple and Zhao Rong sent Master Bujie down from the Yunu Peak.

The White Board Evil Star died on the sixth day at Mount Huashan.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan led the way in front, while Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan followed behind, heading towards the Cliff of Repentance together.

The ten great elders of the Sun Moon Sect once fought against the Five Mountains Sword Sect at Mount Huashan. As a result, the Five Mountains Sword Sect used underhanded tactics and used a trap to lock the ten great elders into a cave and killed them.

The Five Mountains Sword Sect did something dishonorable, and the former leader of Huashan kept the matter a secret.

The Cliff of Repentance, where the ten elders were trapped to death, was also listed as a forbidden area.

Linghu Chong had already told the Huashan couple that he wanted to take Zhao Rong to the place where he faced the wall and drink some wine and fight swords at the same time, so naturally there was no objection.

They had been to the Cliff of Repentance many times and found no secrets there.

Ning Zhongze only told Linghu Chong to treat Zhao Rong well.

It is more than ten miles from Zhengqitang to Siguo Cliff. After walking about three miles, the sound of flowing water became louder and louder, and there was a waterfall.

I saw a white dragon sloping down from the mountain wall, which was extremely spectacular.

"Brother Rong, this is the waterfall I was talking about," Linghu Chong pointed.

Yue Lingshan, who was standing by, had a face full of nostalgia. "My senior brother and I often picked wild fruits and caught wild rabbits around here. We have been doing this since we were little."

"There is a deep pool over there. Once when I was practicing sword skills here, I slipped and almost fell in. Fortunately, my senior brother reacted quickly and grabbed me."

Linghu Chong also laughed.

There was a look of longing in Qu Feiyan's eyes, but she did not have such a wonderful childhood.

Youyou smiled and sighed: "That's great."

Zhao Rong looked at her and suggested, "I heard there are fish and shrimp here. Why don't we catch some and cook them and drink wine?"

"Very good!"

Linghu Chong clapped his hands in approval, and they went down to the pool below the waterfall to catch fish.

The water flowing down from the mountain stream is extremely cool, just right to offset the summer heat.

The four of them caught more than twenty prawns and several carp.

The carp in this pond are very peculiar. Their scales are neat and dense, and there is a black line on their backs, so it is called dragon pattern.

He just cut open the belly and took the fish and shrimp meat to the Cliff of Repentance.

Along the way, Linghu Chong talked about how he and Yue Lingshan practiced sword skills under the waterfall, which was the Chongling sword technique.

"We originally thought that if we encountered an opponent with deep internal strength, his weapons and fists would often contain powerful internal strength, which would be invisible and substantial and could sweep away our swords."

"My junior sister and I practiced swordplay in the waterfall, treating the impact of the water force as the enemy's internal force."

"I thought that I should not only block the enemy's internal force, but also use the enemy's internal force to attack him."

Linghu Chong was introducing himself when Yue Lingshan interrupted with a smile:

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Zhao is an expert in swordsmanship. He will definitely laugh at our idea once he hears it."

Zhao Rong became serious: "No, no, it's admirable to have clever ideas."

"Blocking the opponent's internal force and using it to counter the opponent's internal force, this idea sounds like an excellent sword technique."

Yue Lingshan shook her head: "It is not easy to create a set of sword techniques. We can't create any sword techniques. We just want to stab our sword techniques into the waterfall. It's just a joke."

Linghu Chong took the opportunity to ask:

"Brother Rong, do you have any advice?"

Zhao Rong pondered for a moment and said, "According to my understanding, to learn sword skills from a waterfall, one must first observe the shape of the waterfall. If it is like a white dragon, one must learn the power of a white dragon."

"With this great momentum of mountains and rivers, I can integrate it into the sword technique."

"Block with force, use force to counter force"

"Then you need to have the White Dragon's reversal of soaring into the sky, as well as the softness of water, in line with the principle of combining strength and harmony, to achieve the essence of the sword technique you want."

When he said this, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were both surprised.

It was like everything was suddenly clear, yet still foggy and confusing, as if something extra was added to my mind.

Linghu Chong recalled that he had never received any similar guidance when he discussed this sword technique with his master and his mistress before.

That is
Junior Brother Zhao's vision and insight are superior to those of Master and his wife.

Yue Lingshan was very curious and asked about Zhao Rong's retreat.

Qu Feiyan said that he was obsessed with seclusion and would not leave Tianzhu Peak for many days regardless of wind or snow.

He also said that every time he came out of seclusion, he seemed to have become a person outside the world.

They chatted all the way as they walked on the increasingly steep mountain path.

Some roads are simply smooth rocks, extending downward at an extremely steep slope, with cliffs on one side.

Finally, they reached the Cliff of Repentance.

In midsummer, Huashan is covered with lush vegetation and has a very tranquil scenery. But there is no scenery on this cliff, and there is no grass at all.

Plus, there are no insects or birds, so just staring at the steep cliffs, you can practice your skills without distraction.

In addition to an open space on the cliff, there is also a cave.

There is a large smooth rock under the cave.

Linghu Chong pointed at the big rock and said:
"For hundreds of years, I don't know how many predecessors of our Huashan Sect have sat here, which is why this stone has become so slippery."

Zhao Rong looked at the stone walls around the cave.

The entrance to the cave is nearby. With just one palm, you can create the entrance and see the lost sword techniques of the Five Mountains.

Zhao Rong's eyes focused and he saw three large characters carved on the stone wall in front of the boulder with a sharp tool. They were "Feng Qingyang".

The strokes are vigorous and half an inch deep.

The two junior sisters also followed his gaze and saw it, but Linghu Chong was not surprised.

"This Senior Feng should be a great uncle or great uncle."

Yue Lingshan touched the words and said in surprise, "This word is engraved with extraordinary strength, his martial arts must be very impressive."

"Wind is clear"

She recited these three words, but she couldn't remember, "This senior is so powerful, why haven't I heard my parents mention him?"

Although Zhao Rong was in the cave and appeared normal on the surface, he was secretly gathering his energy and acupuncture points, pushing his hearing to the extreme.

This old man lives in seclusion in the back mountains and is very lonely.

Therefore, when someone comes here, the old man will also peek secretly.

Young Master Linghu was climbing the wall on the Cliff of Repentance, and the old man had a panoramic view of everything. He was also secretly watching the incident and saw the entanglement between his childhood sweethearts on Huashan Mountain.

That day, Young Master Linghu was so upset that he knocked the Green Water Sword, a birthday present for Junior Sister on her eighteenth birthday, off the cliff. Junior Sister was heartbroken and left the cliff. The eldest brother was also heartbroken. The old man then came out in a mask and taught him two moves of the Nineteen Jade Swords.

Zhao Rong knew these things.
Therefore, when the four of them went up the cliff today, it was very likely that Senior Feng was secretly watching.

Yue Lingshan was puzzled by the name of Feng Qingyang. When Linghu Chong went up the mountain with Feng Buping and his companions, he had been told more secrets about the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect by the Huashan couple.

The current speculation is that Feng Qingyang might be a senior from the Sword Sect.

They walked out of the darker cave and came to the open space outside.

He took out the wine that Lu Houer had prepared here, built a stove with dead wood, and cooked fish and shrimp.

Several people were chatting, but their voices were relatively quiet.

Zhao Rong didn't wait for anyone, and he couldn't just shout out, so he felt anxious.

then,

He took out the short flute he had prepared, and as if inspired by something, he began to play it towards the cliff.

"Hoo~!"

Not long after, on the steep Houya Mountain Road, Zhao Rong heard a very light sound of someone landing.

coming!

Quick, look at me!
Zhao Rong shouted in his heart, waiting for this person to glance at him, and he would shout it out loud.

But it cannot be exported at this time.

Otherwise, even if he could deceive others, how could he possibly deceive Senior Feng?

At that time, he must have known that I had been observing the surroundings, and my intentions were immediately exposed.

This is just asking for trouble.

Senior Brother Huashan and Junior Sister Huashan could not hear anything wrong with the flute sound, but Junior Sister Hengshan looked at Zhao Rong with a little confusion.

It should have been "The song is wrong, junior sister, please look back."

But she was a smart person after all, so she buried her doubts deep in her heart.

Zhao Rong was extremely anxious.
"That's not right. Why doesn't this old man look at me?"

I'm playing a song for you to cheer you up, why are you ignoring me?

At this moment, behind the steep cliff behind Siguo Cliff, a thin and tall white-haired old man was listening to the tune leisurely.

The flowers are full and the moon is full
This is Jiangnan tune.

Feng Qingyang looked at Linghu Chong, then at Yue Lingshan, then turned away from Zhao Rong and looked at Qu Feiyan.

He was very curious, but didn't want to reveal it.

"That night, the boy seemed to be aware of me."

"His skills are not bad, and his sharp reactions are extremely rare. I am secretly spying on him at the moment, but there is a risk of being discovered."

Feng Qingyang pondered carefully: "The previous leader of Hengshan Sect was... That's right, it was Mr. Zhu. The leader of this generation is Mo Da."

"This young man should be the fourteenth generation disciple of Hengshan."

"It's weird, it's weird"

"Mr. Zhu's Five Divine Swords are also very rare. I'm afraid that even the thirteenth generation master Mo Da didn't get the true teachings. How could this fourteenth generation disciple have such a set of sword skills?"

"Could it be that another swordsmanship genius has appeared in this world?"

The more he thought about it, the more itchy he felt.

But when he thought of the past, he had no intention of showing up.

Senior Feng listened to three songs in a row and felt relaxed.

You can't experience this kind of tune on Mount Huashan.

Little did he know that someone was already criticizing him in his heart.

"Old man, you are so rude to me. You are taking advantage of me like this."

"I played three pieces of music for you, but your family didn't even look at me."

Zhao Rong was getting more and more angry and decided to be rude for once.

He gave Qu Feiyan a look.

I deliberately blew two different tunes. Fortunately, the junior sister was very smart and understood it instantly.

"Brother Rong, the song is wrong."

Zhao Rong put down his flute upon hearing the sound.

The girl smiled and said, "How can you make mistakes while playing a Jiangnan tune?"

Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong just reacted and were about to say something.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong spoke: "I remembered the old days in Jiangnan."

"Oh?"

"what's up?"

Zhao Rong looked at the three pairs of curious eyes and told them about his encounter with the old sculptor.

"That old sculptor is actually a master!"

Linghu Chong laughed and sighed, "There are so many talented hermits in the world."

Zhao Rong nodded:

"Yes, that old man is very skilled, but he said to me..."

"He came out of seclusion in Gusu after sixteen years of practicing swordsmanship, ready to challenge all the masters in the world."

"I didn't expect that he would be defeated on the first day of his exit."

"Who did you lose to?" the three asked in succession.

Zhao Rong showed a puzzled look: "It is said that he was defeated by a man from Jiangnan wearing a wedding gown."

This sentence came out.
The old man hiding behind the rock wall's expression changed, and he immediately turned his head and locked his gaze on Zhao Rong.

The young leader of Hengshan seemed to have sensed something.

Linghu Chong saw his expression suddenly change.

"Brother Rong, what's wrong?"

Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and looked towards the back cliff of Siguo Cliff.

He frowned and shouted:
"who is it!"

Feng Qingyang, who was behind the rock wall, was surprised.

Just one glance, how can it be so sharp?
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