Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 152 Seven Masters (8.673k!)
got windy.
The dust from the Cliff of Repentance left the mortal world and turned into clouds in the sky.

The old man in green robe flicked his sleeves, and dust like a curtain rolled towards the cliff. When the curtain was lifted, a young man was seen sitting cross-legged in meditation with his eyes closed.

Three feet of autumn water is embedded in the top of the cliff, standing obediently beside it.

However, when the sun shines, the blade shines brightly, so dazzling that everyone knows that it is a peerless divine weapon that is hard to find in the world.

But beside her master, a sword is sharp.
I am just a green leaf, how dare I compete?

"Good sword."

Feng Qingyang stared at Qiu Shui, then looked at the young man who was suddenly meditating and full of sword energy, and smiled again: "Incredible."

"toot toot"

Linghu Chong's Adam's apple kept rolling. He stood on the edge of the cliff, holding the jar of wine and drinking it.

The more you drink, the more you spill.

The wetter the clothes are with wine, the happier the drinker will be.

The twenty moves of the old Sword God and the young Sword God seemed like two hundred or two thousand moves in Linghu Chong's mind!

In his eyes and in his mind, there were only sword shadows.

The swords shattered, gathered together, shattered again, and gathered together again, as if they would never stop.

Since he was taught by his master, from the day he held the sword until now, he has never seen such a shocking duel. It is like a brand new world has opened up before his eyes.

Linghu Chong felt a surge of happiness in his heart, and he felt that the wine that flowed down his throat also became a source of happiness.

"How regretful would it be if I didn't see this duel?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt lost and empty in his heart, and picked up another jar of wine to drink.

People who can drink a lot find it hard to get drunk, and people who spill most of the wine are even less likely to get drunk.

The little junior sister from Huashan standing by was shocked. She grabbed Linghu Chong's clothes and shook him, causing Linghu Chong to spill more wine.

"Big Brother, I have counted to twenty moves."

Yue Lingshan raised her hand, "Maybe I missed a count, but it must be no less than twenty moves, so it's a draw, or..."

"What's a tie?"

Linghu Chong put down the wine jar and said as a matter of course: "Then it must be Master Feng who lost."

The man from Jiangnan not far away glanced over.

Linghu Chong avoided his gaze, but still insisted, "Brother Rong set a goal of twenty moves. Grand Master Uncle is two generations older than him. It is the way to teach the younger with the elders. If we don't win, we will lose."

"Although Grand Master is a hidden master of my Huashan Sect, he has nothing to lose."

"A real man is open and honest, able to take on responsibilities and let go of them"

Yue Lingshan couldn't help but nod, while Qu Feiyan beside her couldn't help laughing.

"If Senior Brother Linghu comes to Hengyang, we must entertain him with good wine."

Feng Qingyang glared at Linghu Chong and said, "You stinky boy, you act like a gentleman."

He returned the sword to Linghu Chong.

The four of them looked at Zhao Rong who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and then sat down again.

Qu Feiyan smiled and said:
"Old Master Feng is a master of swordsmanship, the best in the world. I have never seen swordsmanship like yours, and I could never have imagined it before."

How could Feng Qingyang not know the girl's little tricks? He laughed and scolded:
"You smart girl, why are you praising me? Why don't you just say that your senior brother is the best?"

He added, "Are you also Mo Da's disciple?"

"Yes," Qu Feiyan responded respectfully, "I am the master's little disciple. I am the youngest and became his disciple the last."

Feng Qingyang nodded and praised: "Mo Da is indeed better than Mr. Zhu."

Yue Lingshan showed her curiosity: "I heard my parents talk about the Hengshan School's swordsmanship, how come it is completely different from what Senior Brother Zhao used? He seems to have used many swordsmanship techniques, including our Huashan School's Jade Maiden Sword."

"Uncle Grandmaster, is this still considered Hengshan Sword Technique?"

Linghu Chong and Qu Feiyan both looked at the old man and listened quietly.

Feng Qingyang stroked his white beard and smiled: "Of course it is the Hengshan Sword Technique."

"This is what I said before, 'alive'. He has taken the word 'alive' to its extreme, so his sword moves are varied and yet graceful."

"It is useless to learn only the dead moves of others, even if you have learned all the sword techniques and martial arts in the world. It is like a pile of dead fish floating on the surface of a pond. No matter how you eat it, it will stink and not be as delicious as the live fish underneath."

Linghu Chong seemed to be thinking about something, but Yue Lingshan was still puzzled. "Uncle Grandmaster, this is too strange."

"My mother said that Senior Brother Zhao's Jade Maiden Sword Technique only has moves, but no method of using energy. The Jade Maiden Sword Technique is so complicated and varied. How did he perform this sword technique?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but glance towards Zhao Rong, "This is where he's so good."

"The Five Divine Swords were transformed by the power of the Divine Peak. He obtained the essence of the Hengshan Patriarch, but he also walked out of his own path. He can encompass everything and transform all kinds of moves into sword light and perform them with sword power. It looks like the Jade Girl Sword, but it is actually the Hengshan Phantom Sword."

"If it weren't for this sword force, you would never be able to perform the sword moves to such perfection. Without the master's eyesight, you would be deceived by the phantom sword."

Linghu Chong clapped his hands:
"That's why Brother Rong's Jade Maiden Sword Moves are faster than Master's, because Hengshan's sword moves are fast in nature."

Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "No matter how things change, they still remain essentially the same. You are not a blockhead."

He then pointed out: "This kind of sword power is actually extremely dangerous. If you are his opponent and don't have good eyesight, you will be killed by the phantom sword in an instant."

"The men in black he killed that night were all stupid and dull-witted."

"If those six people work together from beginning to end, they will be able to stop the phantom sword."

Feng Qingyang paused and shook his head when he reached this point, thinking of the strange ice fog.

"No, this kid has so many unique skills. No wonder he can become a master of Hengshan. He really fits the essence of this school's swordsmanship. Those six people can't communicate with each other, and they will die sooner or later."

Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong both nodded and understood a little better.

The two of them said respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Taishi."

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly and looked at Qu Feiyan: "Is your senior brother always like this after every sword fight with others?"

Qu Feiyan shook her head, "Sometimes yes, sometimes no."

This was the first time Yue Lingshan had seen such a scene: "Is this sword enlightenment?"

Linghu Chong seemed to understand something:
"Grandmaster Uncle just said that the phantom light in Brother Rong's sword power is all-encompassing and can transform into many sword techniques. The Dugu Nine Swords displayed by Grandmaster Uncle is the best sword technique in the world. When Brother Rong saw it, he would definitely want to transform the Dugu Nine Swords into the phantom light."

Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned.

Suddenly he laughed: "The Dugu Nine Swords has no moves. You need to rely on your understanding. Only by understanding the nine swords' meanings can you respond to all kinds of changes."

"I follow the path of sword intent, and he follows the path of sword momentum. These are completely different paths."

"He is proficient in the art of swordplay, but I am better without any moves. It is impossible for him to integrate my sword power with mine."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan nodded again, trusting the judgment of their uncle Grand Master.

Seeing the looks of the three of them, Qu Feiyan looked at Zhao Rong again and blinked gently.

You still know too little about Brother Rong.

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard the sound of a sword being drawn.

Zhao Rong took back Qiu Shui, walked over with a smile, and bowed to Feng Qingyang.

"Thank you for your teachings, Senior Feng. If you hadn't shown me mercy, I wouldn't have lasted more than twenty moves."

Feng Qingyang waved his hand: "Don't be modest, I didn't hold back."

"I was just about to defeat you with your last move, but I didn't expect you to use a sword like that."

Mr. Feng is a sword fanatic, and he said with admiration:

"The old sculptor's sword is almost back to its original state, but it is a little short of it. Now that you have transformed it into a mountain and river, it has truly returned to its original state."

"The moves are still there, but the mountains and rivers are in one piece, and this move has no flaws."

He thought for a moment, and his white eyebrows moved, "You are right, Sword Twenty-Three does exist."

"Is he in Qingshui Town, Luzhou?"

"Yes."

Zhao Rong saw that he was tempted and was afraid that he would be troubled by his oath, so he persuaded him:

"Senior sealed his sword just to stop caring about the disputes in the martial arts world. As the saying goes, the mountains and rivers have buried the sword energy for thousands of years, and the pavilions in the sky are covered with raindrops. You can just bury your sword energy in the Cliff of Repentance, but you don't have to be trapped to death in this barren land."

Qu Feiyan was beside him, muttering quietly:

"The evening bells of the misty temple, the waning moon and falling flowers, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River brings so much sorrow. The sorrow in the heart of the senior is just like that of my master."

"He played Xiaoxiang Night Rain all year round. All he could see were old trees and abandoned platforms, which worried the wild geese on Hengshan Mountain and the Baiping Ferry. But ever since he accepted my senior brother as his apprentice, the sound of his Xiaoxiang Night Rain has become less pronounced."

"Senior, you only need an opportunity to end your sorrow."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were also very distressed when they thought of him, an old man living alone on this cliff.

Naturally, I understood the intentions of Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan.

Immediately said:
"Uncle Taishi, shall we accompany you to Qingshui Town to look for that senior sculptor?"

After hearing what the four people said, the haggard look on Senior Feng's face faded a little, and he smiled with a hint of relief:
"You are quite filial."

He stopped talking here and did not mention the subject again.

He glanced at the four of them again and said, "Follow me."

Linghu Chong and the others didn't know what their uncle was going to do. When Zhao Rong saw Master Feng walking towards the cave, he already had a rough idea in his mind.

"This is just right. If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid Master Yue will suspect that I knew about this place long ago."

After entering the cave.

Feng Qingyang pointed toward the stone wall on the west side of the cave.

"Uncle Grand Master, what is this going to do?" Linghu Chong looked confused. He had been to this cave many times, but he didn't see anything special about where Uncle Grand Master was pointing.

"Gather strength and smash it with a rock."

Mr. Feng gave up the hard work.

Zhao Rong hid aside.

After all, it is the Huashan venue, so I won’t cause any damage.

Although Linghu Chong was puzzled, he still followed his uncle's instructions, picked up a huge stone outside the cave, and smashed it against the stone wall with all his strength.

A loud "boom" was heard.

Then they heard an echo coming from inside the stone wall.

"empty!"

Everyone was shocked and surprised. Linghu Chong tried his best to hit the stone again. With a bang, the stone went through the stone wall. There was also a rolling sound, and no one knew where it rolled to.

There’s a whole new world inside!

Yue Lingshan found a torch and poked her head into the cave. She was so scared that she took two steps back.

He took the torch again and saw a skeleton with clothes that had rotted away and turned to dust, and two large axes.

"Uncle Taishi, what is this?"

"Go in first." Feng Qingyang said.

Linghu Chong took another torch and walked in front. Since his uncle Tai Shi said to go in, he climbed in through the passage without hesitation.

After a few people behind entered with torches, they found that the passage was not simple.

"There are axe marks all over it. It turned out that someone chopped it out from the belly of the mountain with an axe!"

“This must be the one.”

In response to Linghu Chong's words, Zhao Rong pulled the axe next to the skeleton over. The axe weighed at least 40 kilograms.

He used great willpower to cut a path in an attempt to escape from the mountain, but unfortunately he was several inches away from the cave entrance and failed.

Double Axe Chopping Road
Zhao Rong thought about it and had the answer in his mind.

One of the ten elders of the Demon Cult, the powerful demon Fan Song.

They walked further forward and followed the corridor into a huge stone cave that could accommodate a thousand people.

The skeletons around were either sitting or lying, with the weapons used before death left aside.

Iron plates, copper bars, iron sticks, and judge's pens can be seen everywhere.

"This sword is short and wide. It is used by the Taishan Sect."

"This long sword is light and flexible, it is the weapon of the Hengshan School."

Linghu Chong held up the torch and shone it on the right mountain wall, on which were engraved sixteen large characters: "The Five Mountains Sword Sects are shameless and vulgar, unable to win in the competition and plotting against others."

There were also many curse words.

Another line of words caught his eye, and Linghu Chong flew into a rage: "Uncle Grandmaster, who is Zhang Chengfeng? He is so arrogant that he boasted that he could break all the Huashan sword techniques?"

Zhao Rong and the others also came over.

Feng Qingyang put his hands behind his back and said, "Just look for yourself."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan moved closer, and it was You Feng Lai Yi's move that was broken.

Both of them had practiced this move before. After seeing Zhang Chengfeng's way of breaking it, they made a calculation in their minds and suddenly froze in place, their minds in a mess.

Yue Lingshan moved closer to take another look. She was more frightened than Linghu Chong, and extremely sad, almost wanting to cry.

All my intuition is of no use at all.

"This, this. What should I do?"

"How come our swordsmanship has so many flaws!"

"The pine trees are welcoming guests. The endless fallen leaves are all broken, all broken~!"

"Uncle Grandmaster~!"

Yue Lingshan didn't dare to look any longer, and went to find Feng Qingyang in a panic, hoping to ask him for advice.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Why panic? Didn't I just tell you that no matter how clever your ultimate moves are, they will all be broken if they meet an expert?"

"Although the ten elders of the Demon Cult are powerful, they are not top-notch. They broke other people's moves, but they also kept many moves for themselves."

Feng Qingyang explained to them.

Qu Feiyan accompanied Zhao Rong as they walked and stopped from time to time. They picked up torches and walked around the stone wall looking down.

Huashan Sect's Deadly Three Immortal Swords
Hengshan School's Wanhua Sword Technique.
Zhao Rong paused slightly and saw a Taishan sword technique.

How about Taizong?

This is the most profound skill of the Taishan School, which lies not in the sword moves of the right hand, but in the arithmetic of the left hand.

The enemy's position, martial arts school, body length, weapon size, and sunlight.
The calculations were extremely complicated, but once they were done correctly, the target would be hit without fail when the sword was thrust out.

This move was lost in the Yu generation of Taishan Sect. Yu Yinzi's master could still use it, but their generation saw that the sword move was too complicated and were too lazy to learn it.

Yu Yinzi was secretly delighted to see that his master did not force him to learn this move.

Zhao Rong stared at the moves engraved above, and saw only a fancy frame.

His gaze shifted to another "Five Doctors Sword".

This is also the unique skill of Taishan School. The whole set of sword techniques is simple and ancient, but contains unique changes. Every sword has an ancient flavor.

Zhao Rong stopped for a moment, looked at the Songshan Sword Technique again, and finally came to the Hengshan Sword Technique.

The flying demon Zhao He not only broke the Hengshan sword technique, but also broke the Hengshan sword technique.

Qu Feiyan looked at the name Zhao He for a few more times: "He also has the last name Zhao, what a coincidence."

"However, the tricks he broke are no longer useful."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

The Hengshan sword technique has changed. If someone practices these moves to break the Hengshan sword technique, they will probably suffer a great loss.

Zhao Rong kept looking along the stone wall, and saw the seventy-two peaks overlapping with green, the returning wind and falling wild geese sword
"Brother Rong, can this Brother He break your sword power?"

"No."

Zhao Rong pointed at the little man on the wall and said, "His method of breaking these fake moves is somewhat related to the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen. Ouyang Hesong also has the word 'He' in his name, so I guess this Brother He has also read the sword manual. Plus, his weapon is the Thunder God Block, and his method of use is fierce."

"Once you can see through the false moves, you can attack with all your strength, and you can indeed break the deadly moves."

"The Hengshan School's swords are softer and thinner, with multiple defensive positions. He has an advantage in using the Thunder God Block. This person broke the swordsmanship of both our schools and took advantage of some unique weapons."

“If the seniors of my sect can also integrate sword energy into the Five Divine Swords, his Thunder God Block will have no idea where to block it.”

Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up, "It's Zhurong's sword move!"

"The following is"

"That's Yan Hui Zhurong."

Zhao Rong raised the torch and shone it towards Zhurong's swords one by one:

"Look, there are twelve sword moves in total. The next move, Wild Goose Returns to Zhurong, is a move that combines all twelve moves into one."

"The sound of spring water and lotus flowers, the flying cranes and purple canopies, the sound of books in the stone granary and the clouds in the sky."

"One move covers the whole journey, all here."

All the sword moves on the stone wall are the same, there are only dead moves, and no methods of circulating qi and exerting strength.

From this you can learn how to exploit the flaws in sword moves, and also learn a fancy move that can scare people.

When you first see the lost sword technique, you are always surprised.

But once you try, you'll realize that it's just a castle in the air.

Qu Feiyan moved closer and asked in a low voice: "Will these moves work?"

"can."

"The most useful thing for us should be the Zhurong Sword's moves."

Hearing his response, the girl's eyes flashed under the torch: "What about these one-trick packages? Master has been thinking about them all the time."

Zhao Rong's eyes became deep:
"After watching these moves, I realized that my path is different from that of Hengshan Patriarch."

"The wisdom of our predecessors was also very high, but they had their own ways. I want to walk my own way." Qu Feiyan responded quickly: "When you look at a mountain from the side, it looks like a mountain. When you look at it from the front, it looks like a peak. It looks different from different distances and heights."

“Although both of them looked at the Five Gods Peak to comprehend the sword power, the Five Gods Peak in the eyes of the young ancestor and the old ancestor are naturally different.”

On the other side, Feng Qingyang asked Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan to draw their swords, asked them to practice sword moves, and taught them how to use living swords.

Mr. Feng ignored Zhao Rong and let him go and watch on his own.

After Zhao Rong took a quick look, he also drew his sword.

then
A very interesting scene appeared in the huge cave.

Mr. Feng gave some advice to Huashan's senior brother and junior sister, and complained about Sect Leader Yue at the same time, but the senior brother and junior sister were all angry and didn't want to listen to what he said. Feng Qingyang no longer mentioned the name Yue Buqun, and changed it to "that person".

Junior Sister Hengshan seemed to be unable to hear the noise behind her. No matter how her eyes flashed, they were always on the young man.

Zhao Rong's sword is sometimes light and changeable, sometimes simple and heavy, sometimes overbearing and fierce, sometimes violent and violent, and sometimes soft on the outside and strong on the inside.
He walked past one stone wall after another, leaving a sword shadow behind each time.

slowly.
Master Huashan's uncle and his three disciples also turned their attention to him.

In the eyes of the three people, there were dancing figures, flashing swords, and jumping torches.
Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan both felt unbelievable.

Yue Lingshan said: "It takes me two months to practice the move of welcoming guests with a pine tree."

Linghu Chong recalled: "It took me a month to master it."

The two looked at Feng Qingyang: "Uncle Grandmaster, how did Senior Brother Zhao do it?"

"He only sits cross-legged and can master a set of sword techniques in such a short time?"

Not to mention the two younger ones, even Old Mr. Feng was very surprised.

Throughout all the years of Huashan Sect, no one has practiced sword like this.

He pondered:
"Xiao Zhao has the vision of a sword master. He can quickly understand common sword moves. His comprehension is amazing. This is the first time I have encountered such a person in my long life."

"His swordsmanship is even more special."

"The sword moves to transform into various sword techniques, embracing all rivers and seas. There is a sense that all swords are returning to their roots."

The two of them couldn't help but be amazed when they heard this.

Soon, Zhao Rong stood in front of the Huashan sword technique and hesitated for a moment.

Feng Qingyang said:

"These are all deadly moves left by the elders of the Demon Sect. There is not even a method to release the power. You just need to practice them."

He was very interested: "I am curious about how far you can go in practicing sword skills."

Zhao Rong smiled and replied, "I don't know either."

"Senior Feng, I will come to Mount Huashan to discuss swordplay with you again in three years?"

Feng Qingyang’s first reaction was to refuse, not wanting to be disturbed.

But it was too tempting.

He originally thought that there was no one in the world who could be called a master, but he did not expect to encounter such a big surprise.

"In three years, an old man like me may not still be alive."

There was a hint of desolation in his words.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan cried out in grief: "Uncle Grand Master!"

Zhao Rong smiled in his heart and immediately smelled the elegance.

Bowing to Mr. Feng.

Feng Qingyang's eyes couldn't help but sparkle with brilliance.

"Although this kid Zhao has great talent, I'm afraid he is no match for me in just three years."

"Today's twenty moves are still considered my defeat. Three years later, I should try my best to win back."

……

As the sun sets, the ravine becomes more rippled, and clouds appear over the ridges.

The sky was dark with clouds setting in the sunset.

Thinking about the cliff.

Mr. Feng said with his hands behind his back: "It's okay for you to tell Yue Buqun about the lost moves in this cave, but don't mention that you have seen me to others, and don't disturb my peace again."

“I haven’t seen anyone since then.”

Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan nodded.

The two of them did not have to keep the secret for Mr. Feng, but when they entered the cave, they saw the ancient battlefield between the ten elders of the Demon Cult and the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and learned a lot of sword techniques. This was considered a favor from the old man.

It's more than enough to ask them to keep the secret in exchange for this favor.

Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong both knelt at the feet of their uncle, looking very sad, unable to bear to see an old man like him staying on the cliff.

But they have to listen to their elders.

He could only look back every three steps and went down the mountain sadly.

On the Siguo Cliff, the old man climbed up the steep cliff again, the mountain wind blew his green robe, and he just looked at the four people coming down the mountain.

His face was rosier than before, perhaps because he looked more energetic or because of the sunset glow.

Mr. Feng, for some unknown reason, fixed his gaze on Zhao Rong again.
Just the next second.

Zhao Rong, who was going down the mountain, turned back suddenly and looked towards his position.

But Zhao Rong did not dare to shout "Who is it" as he did when he climbed the cliff.

The boy's smile spread in the sunset and was reflected in Mr. Feng's eyes.

There are no Fujian folk songs at the foot of Siguo Cliff, only the singing and shouting of young people:
"The sword energy is in vain to look at the bullfight, the old friend blocked the immortal boat after parting. In the last days of spring, I pour wine. How can I go up to the building alone under the beautiful moon? The breeze does not allow me to hold hands again. I recite poems several times to send them to the flowing water."

This is a song dedicated to a friend, a sword fight and a talk about friendship, regardless of age.

Zhao Rong turned around and heard the sound of a waterfall.

Goodbye, Mr. Feng.

On the top of the cliff, Feng Qingyang muttered quietly: "The sword energy is in vain looking at the bullfighting"

He smiled slightly, and his face became even redder.

What a great Hengshan boy.

The steep mountain path is close to the waterfall.

Linghu Chong stared at the waterfall and felt something.

"Brother Rong said before that this waterfall is like a white dragon falling straight down, and asked us to practice sword fighting in the opposite way, that is, a white dragon soaring into the sky. I was very confused at that time."

Yue Lingshan was surprised: "Big Brother, do you understand?"

Linghu Chong shook his head: "I seem to be even more confused."

"Brother Rong's Shenfeng sword style is completely different from our Huashan sword style."

He hesitated again and said, "If the master asks, what should we say?"

The implication is that the confessions must be made.

The two junior sisters were ready to give some advice, but suddenly they heard Zhao Rong say:
"Do you have the heart to let Mr. Feng stay on the mountain alone?"

“Of course I can’t bear it,” Yue Lingshan looked towards the cliff again, feeling distressed and helpless, “but I have already promised my uncle, I can’t go back on my word.”

"Brother Zhao, why don't you tell my parents?"

Zhao Rong straightened his expression and said, "I can't say a single cent."

"Mr. Feng asked me to see so many sword techniques, and I also learned the Dugu Nine Swords. If I can't even fulfill a small promise with him, wouldn't I, Zhao Rong, be a treacherous villain?"

Yue Lingshan waved her hands hurriedly, looking apologetic:
"Brother Zhao, that's not what I meant."

Zhao Rong laughed and didn't mind.

Seeing Linghu Chong's worried look, he immediately asked:

"A few days ago, I heard Lu Houer reading the sect rules to his fellow disciples. I wonder if you still remember what the first rule is?"

Linghu Chong recited: "The first thing to avoid is to betray your teacher and ancestors, and to be disrespectful to your elders."

"Yes."

Zhao Rong asked, "If you two deceived Uncle Yue and Uncle Ning, what kind of behavior would that be?"

"This this."

The two of them stayed here for a long time, then stopped and didn't dare to go any further in the direction of Zhengqitang.

"Brother Rong, teach me."

"Brother Zhao, teach me"

After hearing what they said, Qu Feiyan couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Rong said: "The sect rules cannot be violated. Since you have to respect your teachers, you should tell them everything you two uncles ask."

"If they listen to you, they may not bother Mr. Feng."

"You should also visit the seniors more often and bring more food and drinks."

Yue Lingshan was moved, "Big Brother, what do you think?"

Linghu Chong was also tempted, "Will Grand Master Uncle blame me?"

Qu Feiyan was getting a little anxious:

"What to blame."

"You are like his grandchildren. Even if you blame him outwardly, you know in your heart that you are thinking about him. Even if you are scolded, it is better than asking him to stay alone in the mountains."

Zhao Rong nodded, "That's exactly what should be done."

Linghu Chong pulled Yue Lingshan, and the two of them kowtowed several times towards the Cliff of Repentance.

"Uncle Taishi, your disciple is not going to listen to you anymore."

Linghu Chong shouted, "Next time I will carry a thorn on my back and climb the cliff, and let you punish me."

Yue Lingshan also said: "Uncle Taishi, I will bring you delicious food every day."

They kowtowed three more times.

When they got close to Zhengqitang, everyone stopped.

"Where is the Master?"

Lu Dayou said: "There are things that are not allowed."

"Okay." Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong responded and ran away.

Seeing that they were worried, Lu Dayou asked Zhao Rong, "Brother Zhao, what's going on with them?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said vaguely: "Maybe it's a matter between men and women. I don't really understand it."

Lu Dayou suddenly realized, and he understood.

He also called Zhao Rong to go to the side hall for dinner.

Zhao Rong responded, stared at the backs of Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong, and then looked in the direction of the Cliff of Repentance.

He remembered the old man's haggard face.
Mr. Feng, I hope you can be happier on the cliff.

In the evening, Zhao Rong, Xiang Danian and others were already having dinner in a side hall. The Huashan couple had not arrived yet, so they were only told to eat first.

Huashan disciples' gossip ability is really impressive.

Because Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were not around, Lu Dayou and the others were already discussing when to hold the wedding.

There is something that is not allowed in the Jade Maiden Peak.

"It's true!"

"Master Feng has been on the cliff of regret the whole time?!"

Ning Zhongze had a look of joy on his face. Although Feng Qingyang was a senior from the Sword Sect, Uncle Feng was against fighting before the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect fought each other.

In addition, his famous sword technique was not from the Sword Sect, so his situation was rather awkward.

How could the people from the Sword Sect not know when the Qi Sect tricked Feng Lao into coming down the mountain?
However, some elders of the Sword Sect believed they could control the Qi Sect and did not want Feng Qingyang to get in the way.

As a result, the two sides were evenly matched, which led to heavy losses.

When Ning Zhongze heard the news that Uncle Feng was alive, he thought of his former face and immediately recalled his father's generation.

The feelings of sadness and joy in my heart are extremely complicated.

Huashan is now in decline. If there is a senior in charge, and especially Uncle Feng who is an expert in swordsmanship, the couple won't have to worry so much.

Yue Buqun was also very excited when he heard the news.

But he was the leader of the Qi Sect, so he never smiled and only maintained respect for his fellow seniors.

Yue Buqun said: "Chong'er, Lingshan, tell us everything you heard and saw today."

Ning Zhongze pointed at the chair and said, "Don't be anxious. Sit down and talk."

"Yes!"

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan chatted with each other, starting with cooking fish and shrimps.

It also tells the story of how Uncle Feng was discovered.

Then, he talked about the sword fight between Master Feng and Zhao Rong.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun were both shocked: "Nephew Zhao and Uncle Feng are fighting with swords??!"

Yue Lingshan nodded: "Mom and Dad, I don't really understand what they are saying."

"Grandmaster Uncle said that his Dugu Nine Swords is better without moves than with moves. It is about practicing the sword spirit and defeating all swordsmanship in the world."

"Senior Brother Zhao's Five Divine Swords are Divine Peak Sword Forces, which can transform into various sword techniques and embrace all kinds of things."

"What is sword intent? What is sword momentum?"

"I heard that an old sculptor also met them."

"Correct."

Linghu Chong added: "That old man is also very capable. He fought with Lin Yuantu and Master Feng, lived in seclusion for twenty-two years, met Master Zhao, and created a sword technique."

"Junior Brother Zhao said that was Sword No. 22. I couldn't see anything special about it at the time, but Grand Uncle said that the sword was almost as simple as it could be."

"later."

"From the moment they started the duel, the cliff was filled with sword lights. I couldn't see how many swords Brother Zhao used, but in his hands, all kinds of sword techniques came alive, just like Grand Master Uncle said."

"Grandmaster Uncle can always break all kinds of sword moves. He can simplify things, which is really admirable."

"In just twenty moves, I seemed to see all the swordsmanship in the world. Master Feng broke Junior Brother Zhao's illusionary sword moves one by one. Even if there were hundreds of sword illusions, they could not be hidden from his eyes."

Ning Zhongze exclaimed: "Your great uncle should have won."

"Do not."

"What!" Master Yue's voice rose two syllables.

Yue Lingshan said: "It is a draw, but if it is a draw, it means that Grand Master Uncle has lost."

Ning Zhongze said: "That's right."

"But how could Junior Brother Zhao take on your Grand Uncle's last strike?"

"Mother, I heard that the sword is called Sword Twenty-Three. It is a move that Senior Brother Zhao continued to refine after the 22 years of accumulation of the old plastic worker."

"Well," Linghu Chong was still fascinated by the scene, "Grandmaster's Dugu Nine Swords failed to break this move."

"He said that this sword has no flaws."

"There are very few people in the world who can achieve this level."

After hearing this, Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun both felt dizzy and shaken.

There was even a hint of longing in his eyes.

They were unable to see the battle between the old Sword God of Huashan and the young Sword God of Hengshan. Anyone who practices martial arts would feel regretful after hearing about it.

After hearing this, those who are obsessed with martial arts will not only sigh and lament, but may even burst into tears.

"Which masters without any moves did your great uncle talk about?" Ning Zhongze couldn't help but ask.

"Several."

Linghu Chong showed a longing look on his face. "There is the senior who passed on the Dugu Nine Swords to Grand Master Uncle, there is also Master Chongxu, and there is also Lin Yuantu, the founder of Fuwei Escort Agency."

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun's eyes became even more profound.

Linghu deduced, "There should be more than just these three."

"If the old sculptor also comprehends the twenty-third sword, he will be one. Junior Brother Zhao can use the sword of returning to the original state, and he will definitely be able to enter this realm in the future."

"Dongfang Bubai is the best in the world. Yanjin Meilin is definitely one of them."

"Plus Uncle Feng Taishi"

"They should be the seven masters!"

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