Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 177: The Third in the World? Preaching in the Jianghu! (8.519k)
The autumn wind blows suddenly, turning the lake water white.

The night herons cry and flap their wings in the wind.

Thousands of houses are covered in the evening rain, willow trees on the lakeside sway in the wind, and pedestrians are strolling with umbrellas and raincoats on their backs. It is a beautiful picture of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Dusk was falling, the wind was blowing and the evening smoke was hazy. Zhao Rong stood on the roof of Yuelai Inn and looked towards Meizhuang.

Just now, a pair of footsteps passed by along the embankment, heading towards Meizhuang.

Not long after, several Hengshan disciples who were doing business in Lin'an came to the inn again.

"You will go to Plum Manor again tomorrow and wait patiently for news. Don't be negligent."

"Yes."

The three of them didn't ask any more questions and just followed orders.

That night, the peace that had lasted for more than ten years at West Lake Meizhuang was completely broken.

In the central courtyard of Meizhuang, there was no sound of painting or music, only fighting!

"Who are you!"

Someone yelled in the darkness, and after a fight, a wild laugh was heard:
"Hahahaha, I'm Xiang Wentian!"

The King of Heaven was still dressed in white, with the chain knife in his hand whistling and dancing. In the blink of an eye, all four good fighters from Meizhuang were killed by him.

In addition to the King of Heaven and Laozi, there are six masters in black.

They are all loyal old subordinates who followed Ren Woxing back then.

This time, he got the antidote and escaped from Black Wood Cliff, working with Xiang Wentian to rescue Master Ren.

There are a bunch of heretics around who obey the orders of the Saint Lady. Before attacking Mei Manor, they deceived the branch of the Demon Cult stationed in Lin'an with fake information about the sword manual. Now, it is obviously impossible to stop these people by only defending Mei Manor.

The sound of a piano suddenly rang out in the courtyard!
The sound is like the tide, disrupting the enemy's moves. The mind is distracted, the true energy resonates, and the sound of the piano is like a sword.

It is the Seven-String Invisible Sword!
When Xiang Wentian heard the voice, the internal energy in his body leaped and he immediately recalled the scenes at the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Haaah~!!"

A flash of fear flashed through his mind, and he roared at Xiang Wentian, who was already prepared. Then he kicked half of the rockery in half and smashed it towards Huang Zhonggong in the courtyard.

The other three manor owners were all entangled by experts and were unable to stop Xiang Wentian who was rushing towards them.

Huang Zhonggong dodged the rockery. When he was about to play the Yaoqin again, Xiang Wentian aimed his chain knife at the qin instead of at him. With three "swish" sounds, he cut off the three strings and flew forward to fight with the master of the manor with his palm power.

He was still disturbed by the sound of the piano just now, and the owner of the manor had strong internal strength, so he did not gain any advantage with this move.

He glanced in the direction of Dan Qingsheng, the fourth owner of the Wentian Dynasty.

He withdrew his palm and attacked the master of the manor for ten moves in a row, then suddenly changed his pace and attacked Dan Qingsheng from the side.

"Fourth brother, be careful!"

Huang Zhonggong shouted urgently and chased forward, counterattacking Xiang Wentian with a palm strike. This time, the master of the manor was unable to raise his true energy in time, and he retreated several steps and suffered internal injuries.

Xiang Wentian swung the chain knife and took the opportunity to hook the key from Huang Zhonggong's waist!
More experts came from the surroundings and dragged the injured Huang Zhonggong back.

If Xiang Wentian attacked them one by one at this time, there was a high probability that he could defeat them one by one and kill all the four friends from Jiangnan.

but
Thinking of the words of the Saint Lady, Tian Wang Laozi finally calmed down. He simply took all the keys from the four people.

There are already a lot of carrier pigeons flying out of Meizhuang, so we can't stay there for long.

Xiang Wentian made a prompt decision and ran towards Huang Zhonggong's residence, with a masked girl in a black dress leading the way.

They had long guessed that Ren Woxing was imprisoned in Meizhuang, but they didn't know where exactly.

The last time Ren Yingying visited Plum Manor, she learned from several owners that the head owner seldom went out, but it was obvious that he loved the beautiful scenery of Plum Manor very much.

In addition, Huang Zhonggong was the most cautious person in Meizhuang, so he guessed that the person was imprisoned in his living room.

Soon they entered a plain and simple room with only a bed and a table. They lifted the gauze curtains on the bed and then anxiously lifted the quilt.

Xiang Wentian was still smashing things around. Ren Yingying knocked on the bed and heard a thumping sound, which clearly indicated that there was something else going on.

"At this!!"

She shouted with joy. Xiang Wentian heard the sound and ran over to lift up the bed board. There were two copper rings hanging on an iron plate underneath. He lifted the copper rings and a long square hole was revealed, with a light underneath.

Several more people came in to guard the room. They entered the dungeon entrance and kept opening the iron doors with keys.

We walked all the way to the underground of West Lake and finally saw the heavy iron door.

Xiang Wentian lit the oil lamp on the wall and excitedly looked inside through the hole about a foot square on the iron door.

"Leader!!"

He roared, extremely excited.

"Dad~!"

This clear and mournful voice made the person who was bound by iron chains in the inner room open his eyes suddenly.

Having been in prison in West Lake for more than ten years, he was in a daze and even thought he had heard it wrong.

Only after hearing a series of clicking sounds from the lock of the iron door, followed by two consecutive calls of "Dad", did Ren Woxing finally come to his senses.

“Ying Ying Ying?”

Following with a loud bang, the iron door was pushed open by Xiang Wentian, and a musty smell wafted into his nose.

When Ren Yingying saw her father with disheveled hair, locked in chains and shackles, and looking haggard, she couldn't help but tear up and felt heartbroken.

"father!"

She cried out miserably and shouted "Master" to Xiang Wentian again.

Ren Woxing was not a shy person. He first excitedly called his daughter and brother Xiang, then he let his hair down and laughed out loud towards the sky.

"it is good!"

"I will finally see the light of day again!"

"You Eastern bastard, you are plotting to harm me. I will definitely go to Blackwood Cliff to kill you!"

When Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian heard this, they looked slightly surprised, knowing that now was not the time to talk about this.

They used a wire saw to cut through the shackles and handcuffs.

With a few bangs, Ren Woxing's limbs were freed from the restraints, and he walked out of the small prison with Xiang Wentian and the others.

After stepping out of the iron gate, Master Ren couldn't help but look back.

Goodbye, cage.

From then on, eagles flew into the sky and fish entered the sea.

Ren Woxing walked all the way out of the tunnel and breathed in the free and romantic air of Meizhuang.

Listening to the shouting and screaming from the outside world, Master Ren had a very cordial feeling.

Familiar fighting, familiar world.

Swords and sabers, grudges and revenge, I'm back again!

“Drink hahahaha~!!!”

He let out a long laugh that spread all around, and the expressions of those fighting at night changed.

The four manor owners turned pale, knowing that something was wrong.

"Master, please heal your wounds first and don't worry about Meizhuang for now." Xiang Wentian advised.

"Dad, let's go first!" Ren Yingying quickly sent her father away, fearing that he would want to kill people here.

She thought that the boy must be nearby, and he would definitely come out to deal with it as soon as her father took action.

"it is good!"

Ren Woxing also knew that revenge was not urgent, so he left Meizhuang with them and disappeared into the night.

All the people who were fighting in Meizhuang also left.

The four friends from Jiangnan had a sleepless night.

The next morning, they sat around the waterside pavilion in the center of Plum Manor with tired faces and injuries.

"This is how to do?"

"Xiang Wentian actually contacted so many experts. How are we, the four brothers, going to explain to the higher-ups if Ren Woxing is rescued?"

Dan Qingsheng sighed, "If Ren Woxing escapes from the dungeon, this Plum Manor will lose its meaning. There will be no peace from now on."

Bald Pen Master was reluctant to leave: "Although we have been bound to this Plum Manor for more than ten years, we have been at ease and comfortable, without any intrigue. Just as Fourth Brother said, such days are gone forever."

The owner of the manor was just about to speak when Ding Jian came to report.

"Master, Young Master Zhao's men are here."

"A few more jars of good wine were sent."

Dan Qingsheng stood up quickly: "Wait a moment."

Dan Qingsheng ran into the room and took out a scroll, which was the "Lan, Bamboo and Rock Scroll" that he had shown to Zhao Rong.

He handed the scroll to Ding Jian.

"Take his wine and give him this painting."

"Tell him to tell Brother Zhao that he doesn't need to come to Meizhuang anymore."

Ding Jian looked at the other manor owners, none of them tried to stop him, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He knew that the man was the best in the world, and he had left a message to the four owners, saying that he was willing to help if they had any trouble.

At this time, the four masters said goodbye with paintings.

This painting is a freehand landscape.

As the saying goes, "Mountains and rivers will meet each other again", but the mountains and rivers in this painting are freehand and cannot be true. The implication is that the road ahead is long and we will never meet again.

"Go."

Huang Zhonggong on the other side coughed and waved his hand.

Ding Jian took the painting and left.

Heibaizi and Tubiweng also looked towards the direction of the red gate.

In fact, they had very few close friends. Although they had only been together for a short time, they got along very well with that young man and he was worthy of the word friend.

Huang Zhong said: "Friend Zhao is a rare master in the world, but this matter is of great importance, and even involves the Eastern Sect Leader. We are friends based on our common interests, so don't drag him into this matter."

"good."

Hei Baizi nodded: "But we didn't expect Xiang Wentian to come to Plum Manor. We didn't leave our post without permission, so this incident can't be blamed entirely on us."

"I'm afraid they will still come to punish you."

"The leader of the Eastern Cult favors treacherous people, and the people in charge of the cult are unlikely to care about old friendships."

"Has the letter been sent out?"

"There was a pigeon yesterday, and another message this morning."

"Then we will wait for the elders to come and see how they arrange it."

"That's all it can do."

The four of them had no interest in chatting any more and each of them focused on healing their wounds.

Not long
In Yuelai Inn beside the West Lake, Zhao Rong unfolded the "Scroll of Orchid, Bamboo and Rocks".

The fourth owner is really a free and easy and wonderful person.

Just as my cousin said, the hearts of the Four Friends of Jiangnan are still in Meizhuang.

I have spent the past ten years expressing my feelings through playing the piano and reading books, and it is not something I can make a decision on in a moment.

"Big Brother, are we still going to Plum Manor in the next few days?"

"No need, wait for my news."

"Yes."

……

Xialu Town and Shenshen Temple.

It is only eighty miles from here to Lin'an. After coming out of Meizhuang, Ren Woxing and others hid here to avoid the sharp edge of the Black Wood Cliff.

As long as we wait for Master Ren to recover from his injury, then naturally anyone in the world can go there.

A few days ago, a gang conflict broke out in Shenyuan Temple and all the monks ran away.

It is very quiet at this time.

After three days of rest, Ren Woxing's condition improved greatly.

On the fifth day, Xiang Wentian led people to the town to buy things, while Ren Yingying went out to inquire about the news. It turned out that Master Ren's injuries were no longer serious.

It was noon that day and the sun was high in the sky.

Master Ren, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the temple, suddenly opened his eyes. He had powerful internal strength and extraordinary hearing ability.

The church members around him heard the footsteps outside and they were obviously much slower than him.

When others reacted, Ren Woxing raised one hand to signal them not to move.

"There has been no news about Junior Brother Chi and Junior Brother Bi. I heard that there was a fierce fight here before. I think it must be this temple."

Lou Renhua raised a finger and pointed seductively towards the temple gate, "We came all the way from Yingtian Prefecture, but we are still a step late."

Lai Renyi, who was standing by, said, "Let's go into the temple and ask the monks there to see if they know anything."

"It is said that there is a sword manual here, but I don't know whether it is a Yin manual or a Yang manual, and who took it away."

He said arrogantly: "Humph, you dare to attack my Qingcheng Sect, you are brave, but you are really short of life."

He spoke with a western Sichuan accent, but the tone of his voice was extremely strange.

This caused Ren Woxing, who was walking to the temple gate, to have a strange look on his face, and he kept looking at the two of them.

They were wearing purple clothes, with sachets hanging around their waists, and their faces were powdered, looking fair and clean.

Ren Woxing even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Is this a Qingcheng disciple?

In fact, Yu Canghai ordered his disciples to be more discreet when traveling around the world, but after coming out of western Sichuan, no one restrained them and they revealed their true nature and enjoyed the pleasures of cosmetics.

The higher your skill level, the stronger the feeling will be.

When the two demons from Songfeng Temple saw Ren Woxing, they immediately frowned.

Especially the look in Ren Woxing's eyes was really presumptuous.

"Old man, who are you?"

Ren Woxing did not answer, but asked: "Are you from Qingcheng Sect? Are you Yu Canghai's disciples?"

Senior Brother Lai was extremely arrogant: "So what? I asked you who you are. Are you deaf?"

"court death!"

Ren Woxing frowned and shouted coldly.

Beside Senior Brother Lai, Lou Renhua drew his sword first and stabbed out.

Ok?
Ren Woxing became suspicious when he saw the sword technique, so he grabbed Lou Renhua and prepared to let him taste the power of the Star Absorbing Technique.

Unexpectedly, Lou Renhua's movement was extremely fast, and he dodged it by just stepping back.

Although Ren Woxing attacked casually, it was definitely not something that an ordinary Qingcheng disciple could dodge.

"Yu Canghai's disciple?"

Lai Renyi, who was standing by, heard his tone and was obviously shocked by their swordsmanship.

During their travels around the world, hearing these words was the most satisfying thing for them.

She shook her head and smiled, the powder on her face falling off: "What? Are you scared?"

"Don't you know our Songfeng swordsmanship?"

"Kneel down now and call me grandpa, and I will spare your life."

Master Ren laughed.

What a surprise.

I didn't expect that after being imprisoned in West Lake for more than ten years, there would be so many crazy people in this world!

It really is true that dying a hundred times is not enough.

His eyes suddenly changed and became serious. Seeing this, Lai Renyi and Lou Renhua used their Songfeng swords to their full potential. Two purple-red figures rushed out quickly. Ren Woxing waved his sleeves and let out a strong wind.

The internal force was so strong that the two swords were instantly deflected!
He slammed his hands forward, grabbed their arms, and pressed the Neiguan and Waiguan points.

"what--"

Two trembling voices rang out, and the faces of the Qingcheng disciples were filled with fear. Their hands went limp and they could no longer hold the swords. Their internal energy kept leaking out like a river bursting its dam, and no matter how hard they tried to gather their strength and condense their energy, they couldn't stop it.

Lai Renyi and Lou Renhua didn't have much internal energy at all, and were sucked away by the Star-Absorbing Technique in a moment.

This bit of internal force was originally just an appetizer for Ren Woxing, but after it entered his body, a blush appeared on his face.

He shouted loudly, and stopped clasping his hands and instead struck out with all his might.

Ren Woxing's palm power was so powerful that the two Songfeng Temple monsters were killed instantly and flew backwards far away.

Ok? !

Feeling the blood and energy surging in his body, Ren Woxing became suspicious and quickly focused his attention on the Qi until the dryness subsided.

strange,
It is indeed the Songfeng Sword Technique of the Qingcheng Sect. Judging from the accents of these two people, they must be disciples of Qingcheng without a doubt.

Ren Woxing stared at the two corpses and thought again.

The internal strength of Qingcheng Sect is Heli Jiuxiao Gong, but somehow the internal strength absorbed into the body brings with it a different kind of true energy.

Could it be that the Qingcheng Sect has changed its methods?
Yu Canghai's two disciples were very arrogant, but they were also fast with their swords and bodies. They were naturally embarrassing in front of him, the leader, but in the martial arts world, they had some capital to be arrogant.

They don't look very old, probably around 27 or 28 years old.

Is Yu Canghai so skilled in training his disciples?
It would be extremely dangerous if the strange kind of true qi that could make one's blood boil was absorbed into the body. However, the internal energy of the Qingcheng Sect could somewhat restrain the Star Absorbing Technique.

He was wondering in his heart and couldn't figure it out for a moment.

At this time, more than a dozen people chased out of the temple. Master Ren had not been in the martial arts world for more than ten years, and he had been healing for the past few days, so he had no time to be distracted. At this time, he was about to ask his subordinates.

did not expect.
"嘘嘚嘚"

The sound of crisp horse hooves rang out on the mountain path.

Ren Woxing and a group of his old subordinates all looked in the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.

An autumn breeze blew, bringing with it the scent of rouge.

The man was riding a horse with a red tassel around its neck and had a long sword on his waist. He held a white handkerchief in one hand, with his little finger slightly bent, and gently wiped the dust off his face.

As a female hero, it is normal for her to take care of her face.

But he is clearly a yellow-faced man!

At this time, his face was covered with a much thicker layer of rouge than that of the Qingcheng disciple. His thick lips were also fiery red, and his clothes were extremely bright red. The passing bees and butterflies would circle around him, mistaking him for a flower.

All the evil men in front of Shen Shen Temple were grinning, and the red shadows in their eyes were too shocking.

Ren Woxing frowned slightly, looked at the body of the Qingcheng disciple, and then looked at the person who came.

From the Qingcheng Sect again?

The person who came was very strange, but with the two Qingcheng disciples as a prelude, Ren Woxing did not underestimate him.

But I can’t help but feel that the world is a little different ten years later.

The horse stopped, and the strange yellow-faced man glanced at them and then looked at the corpse on the ground.

He said in a high-pitched voice that chilled my whole body:
"I heard that a sword manual was found here. I guess it fell into your hands."

He shook his handkerchief: "Give it to me, I won't bother to kill you."

Ren Woxing did not respond when he heard the word "Sword Manual". He smiled coldly and said, "Who are you?"

The yellow-faced man got off his horse and spoke slowly:

"Huashan Sword Sect, Feng Buping."

"That's enough. Bring me the sword manual."

He swept his eyes over Ren Woxing and the others, revealing a strange smile.

"Huashan Sword Sect? I've only heard of Feng Qingyang."

Feng Buping was slightly surprised when he heard this. He held the handkerchief and raised two fingers in the air and pointed: "You do have some knowledge."

"Feng Qingyang is my uncle-master. The fact that you have heard of his name shows that he is no mediocre person."

Ren Woxing said: "Then do you know who I am?"

"you?"

Feng Buping examined it carefully and shook his head slightly: "I can't recognize it. Maybe you are an expert, but it doesn't matter whether you tell me your name or not."

"I have killed famous people and unknown people. I don't necessarily need to know the identity of others before they die."

The arrogance in his words, coupled with his strange and harsh tone, gave the people in front of the temple a strange feeling.

Ren Woxing became interested instead: "Oh?"

"Are you so confident that you can defeat this old man?"

Feng Buping said: "You are neither Dongfang Bubai nor Xiaoxiang Sword God, so how can you be my opponent?"

The Eastern Invincible Ren Woxing is too familiar.

Who is this Xiaoxiang Sword God?

The world of martial arts has changed a lot.

Since I have not been out in the martial arts world, the people in the martial arts world have forgotten the Star-Absorbing Art and the style of my famed master.

He felt quite emotional and even wanted to have a conversation with Feng Buping. He was not in a hurry to kill the young man from the Sword Sect.

"From what you said, you think you are no match for Dongfang Bubai and that Xiaoxiang Sword God?"

Feng Buping nodded and admitted: "Of course I am no match for him now."

"Dongfang Bubai's skills are higher than mine. After I practiced the magic skills, I became more sensible and know more than you."

"Xiaoxiang Sword God's swordsmanship is ever-changing, and he has mastered both invisible and visible sword energy. I am no match for him now."

There are two kinds of sword energy, invisible and visible?

This is indeed somewhat miraculous, but after being sucked up by my Star Absorbing Technique, it is nothing special.

Ren Woxing said: "So apart from these two people, you are the third in the world?"

Feng Buping showed his pride.

"Before I practiced my magic, I was a gifted sword master, and my swordsmanship was extraordinary. Now that I have mastered my magic, I don't think there is a third person in the world who can definitely beat me, except for the two people I mentioned before."

"If you consider me the third best in the world, I am willing to admit it."

Feng Buping wanted to show off, so he chatted with Ren Woxing for a while longer.

When Ren Woxing heard this, he felt that although he was conceited, there was logic in his words and they were not just nonsense.

"Is it possible that Shaolin Fangzheng is not your opponent?"

Feng Buping said: "Fang Zheng is indeed very powerful. I am certainly not as good as him in terms of internal strength, but if he wants to meet me, it will be very difficult."

"I have never fought with Fang Zheng. As long as I am not afraid, I cannot be considered a loser."

Ren Woxing smiled arrogantly: "Very good, it seems you have some skills."

He thought about capturing this man and then revealing his identity.

But Feng Buping said, "Since you know what's good for you, I won't kill you."

"Bring me the sword manual so I can see if it's a Yin manual or a Yang manual."

His tone was so contemptuous that some people could no longer bear it!

"To be disrespectful to the leader is to seek death!"

The incense master of the Black Soil Hall, You Wumian, drew his sword and rushed forward, only to see Feng Buping, who was standing beside his horse, slowly drawing his sword, this time at an incredibly slow speed.

Suddenly, she made the starting gesture of the Jade Girl Sword Technique, raised her eyebrows forward, and gently pinched an orchid. The woman's movements appeared on his body, matched with a red and green outfit, which was truly enchanting.

But the next moment, he was extremely fast again!

A red shadow flashed by, and it seemed as if there was a woman in red dancing in front of You Wumian's eyes.

He leaped in front of him and slashed at the air with his sword, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He looked carefully and saw that the man in red had returned to the horse, while there was a bloody hole in his chest that was bleeding.

After a low scream, he fell to the ground and died.

Everyone in front of the temple was shocked. They didn't expect the sword to be so strange.

Ren Woxing became very suspicious, thinking that this person's sword skills and body skills were similar to those of the two Qingcheng disciples, but his skills were far superior to theirs.

He immediately picked up the long sword of the Qingcheng disciple with his feet and fought with Feng Buping!
Master Ren has no weaknesses, and has achieved high levels of attainment in palm techniques, sword techniques, internal strength, and lightness skills.

But what he was most proud of was the Star-Absorbing Technique, and he was too partial to it.

At this time, he thought that Feng Buping might have the same special kind of true energy as the Qingcheng disciples, so he used swordsmanship to test it first.

The two men wielded their swords very quickly, and their red and black robes made a rustling sound in the air.

There are flaws in Ren Woxing's swordsmanship, but he is experienced and has a variety of moves, making it impossible for others to exploit his flaws. Feng Buping's Jade Girl Swordsmanship is both enchanting and fast, but it feels sluggish under Ren Woxing's moves.

I immediately realized that the person in front of me was a top master!
He didn't dare to hold back and directly used the Gale Sword!

With the help of the Exorcism Method, this swift sword was driven by the dry-out true qi. The long sword was immediately hidden in the gust of wind, floating left and right along with the red shadow.

Ren Woxing was also quite surprised to see this set of sword skills, but he was very experienced. After defending against more than thirty sword attacks in a row, he suddenly channeled all his internal strength into the sword. When the sword came out, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder!
Feng Buping's accumulation of strength was not strong enough, so he failed to see the exquisiteness of Ren Woxing's sword.

At the moment when the long swords collided, he felt the internal strength far more powerful than his own along the sword body, and half of his body shook violently.

This time I've already suffered a loss.

Ren Woxing took advantage of this opportunity to get close to him and grabbed the shoulder where he held the sword.

The magic of attracting stars!

"Stab~!"

Ren Woxing grabbed the pieces of clothing, and Feng Buping dodged backwards with strange body movements the moment he made the move, avoiding Ren Woxing's dangerous acupuncture technique.

"Master!"

At this time, a loud roar came from behind Feng Buping. It was Xiang Wentian, Ren Yingying and others who returned.

Feng Buping sensed the crisis. Seeing that the other side had more people and the man in front of him had extremely high skills, he immediately dropped his horse, jumped off the mountain path, and ran away at full speed using his lightness skills.

Ren Woxing glanced in the direction where the red shadow was fleeing and ordered them not to chase after him.

Staring at the red cloth in his hand, his mind was a little dazed.

How come such a master appears again?

His sword skills are strange and his body movements are extremely fast. If his internal strength was stronger, it would be more difficult to deal with him.

Given this man's speed, what he said about Fang Zheng being unable to catch up with him was actually possible.

But what makes Ren Woxing feel taboo is.
This letter is full of boasting, boasting that he is the third best in the world.

Such an arrogant person only dares to boast of third place and doesn't even dare to do second place.

Obviously he thinks there is a huge gap between him and the first two.

Dongfang Bubai Xiaoxiang Sword God?

Ren Woxing squeezed the red cloth in his hand hard, crushed it into pieces and threw it away.

He had already realized that things were not simple.

This world is a bit unfamiliar.

"Master, who was that just now?"

"Feng Buping."

Ren Woxing smiled at his daughter, and then responded to Xiang Wentian: "Brother Xiang, I have something to ask you."

"Master, just ask."

"Come."

Together they entered Shenshen Temple again.

Ren Woxing had recovered from his injuries at this time, and Xiang Wentian told him about the ups and downs in the martial arts world to prevent him from becoming disturbed.

Especially the news about Dongfang Bubai.

After hearing about the battle between Yanjin and Meilin, Ren Woxing fell silent.

"Have you ever collected the formulas and techniques from the Yin-Yang Sword Manual?"

"I was at the Lin family's ancestral home at the time, and later I specifically looked for this sword manual in order to deal with Dongfang Bubai."

After he finished speaking, he handed two secret books to Ren Woxing, which contained the sword manuals he had collected and what he had recorded in Fuzhou.

I read the Yin Pu again.

"Is Dongfang Bubai's martial arts related to this?"

“This is what everyone in the martial arts world says,” Xiang Wentian replied.

Ren Yingying couldn't help but ask, "Dad, is there something wrong?"

"This is the Sunflower Manual."

Ren Woxing flipped through a few more pages and said, "I studied that martial art before, but later gave up and never practiced it. It seems that Dongfang Bubai has mastered it."

"This so-called Yin Pu of yours is exactly the martial arts in the Sunflower Manual, but it is wrong, has many strange insights, and is a little different from the Sunflower Manual."

"I think the person who compiled this sword manual read the Sunflower Manual and added his own understanding."

He showed disdain: "No matter how powerful this Kung Fu is, I still look down on it."

It was obviously a mockery of the method of self-castration.

Then he looked through the contents of the Yang Pu.

"Ok?"

Ren Woxing looked at it for a while, his expression changing constantly: "This score has nothing to do with the Sunflower Manual. I have never seen such content in the manual."

Xiang Wentian was very surprised: "Isn't this Dongfang Bubai's martial arts?"

"Of course not."

Xiang Wentian took a deep breath: "Could it be that Lin Yuantu realized it himself?"

"Hahaha~!!"

After hearing this, Ren Woxing threw his head back and laughed: "How is that possible?"

"This manual is completely different from the Sunflower Manual. How could a person who is obsessed with studying the manual write such profound insights into martial arts?"

"Not to mention one Lin Yuantu, even if there were ten Lin Yuantu put together, it would be impossible."

"Understanding a technique and creating one are two completely different things."

"How could Lin Yuantu be a mere escort leader if he has this ability? The Exorcist Sword Technique, huh, is just a self-castrated swordsman who is obsessed with the treasure book and cannot extricate himself."

Ren Woxing looked disdainful:
"The Sunflower Manual is so fascinating that I couldn't help wanting to practice the martial arts in it. But I spent a long time studying it on Blackwood Cliff and was able to overcome the temptation."

"Lin Yuantu's intelligence is far inferior to mine. How could he become the top master who created the Yang Pu? It's simply a fantasy."

Seeing his mocking face, Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying were greatly surprised.

I also felt that what he said might be true. After all, there are not many people in the world who have seen the Sunflower Manual.

"Master, what is this Yang Pu?"

Ren Woxing flipped through the contents of Yang Pu and responded, "Martial artists all over the world are obsessed with the martial arts in it, and they don't know the contents of the Sunflower Manual, so they don't ask for the truth."

"But you can't hide it from me. The Yang Pu was definitely not left by Lin Yuantu."

He turned to the last page, on which were two pieces of the cassock that Xiang Wentian had collected.

Ren Woxing took one of the pieces and looked at it for a moment.

"The person who left this Yang Pu must be a master of swordsmanship. The characters are full of sword energy, and others cannot imitate it."

Ok? !

Ren Woxing was very experienced. He looked over the two robes and found another clue.

"This feminine handwriting was left by Lin Yuantu."

"This is full of sword-like handwriting. There is another person who wrote it on a cassock. It's very interesting."

"There is no such a famous swordsman among the monks. If such a person has seen through the world, it is impossible for him to carry this kind of writing style."

Ren Woxing held a cassock in his left and right hands, as if he had discovered a secret: "Tell me the details of the Lin family."

Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian then told the story in detail about how the Lin family's Sword Manual of Exorcism had spread throughout the world and how many people from the martial arts world had flocked to Fuzhou.

Ren Woxing listened for a long time and asked: "How is the Lin family now? Has it been wiped out?"

"The Lin family is still doing the escort business in Ansheng."

"It's amazing that they were able to survive this disaster that was bound to wipe out the whole family. Who is so capable as to protect them?"

Xiang Wentian sighed and said, "That day, the Fuwei Escort Agency shocked all the major sects in the world with one sword."

"It's the Xiaoxiang Sword God."

Xiang Wentian didn't want to mention this title, and Ren Yingying, who was standing beside him, had a different feeling and didn't say anything either.

It was only then that this name reached the ears of Master Ren.

Ren Woxing held the tattered cassock in his hand and instantly understood why Feng Buping only blew the third chord just now.

Dongfang Bubai deduced the Sunflower Manual to an extremely profound level.

And this sword god has astonishing attainments in martial arts.

"It turns out to be this person."

Ren Woxing smiled and threw the torn robes to Ren Yingying, who took them.

"This Yang Pu was written by this person."

"What!!"

Xiang Wentian was shocked, while Ren Yingying went to look at the handwriting.

"He wanted to protect the Lin family, and he didn't want the Sword Manual of Exorcism to spread, so he wrote the Yang Manual. Something unexpected must have happened later."

Ren Woxing said again:
"This man has spread his martial arts knowledge throughout the world and taught it to the martial arts world. I admire his courage very much."

"With this approach, I consider myself to be an extraordinary swordsman, but I am willing to call him the Sword God."

"After ten years, such a person has appeared in the martial arts world. Since he is from Hengshan Sect, he must be a senior who hid in Wushen Peak in the previous generation, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying shook their heads at the same time.

Ren Woxing frowned in confusion again.

Ren Yingying looked down at the words on the torn cassock, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she quickly suppressed it.

"Dad, this Xiaoxiang Sword God is not some senior master."

"His master is Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Mo Da, the thirteenth generation head of Hengshan."

"This man. He is about the same age as my daughter."

After hearing this, Master Ren was silent for a few seconds, then blankly flipped through the Yang Pu again.
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