Sword from Hengshan
Chapter 180 Dragon Boat Festival
Chapter 180 Dragon Boat Festival (8.111k!)
Uncle Liu has become a lot rounder and looks blessed when he smiles.
There is a saying from the young master, that is, stuttering is like a weight on a scale, and your heart is settled, so you don't have to worry about it anymore.
He was able to enjoy the benefits of being the "Sword God Uncle".
Uncle Fang glanced at Zhao Rong and couldn't help but joked, "It's almost the end of the year again. My nephew has grown taller, but why is his face still so young?"
The Third Master said at the side: "If he wasn't too young, I really want to bring Jing'er together with him."
Hearing their random matchmaking, Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at them.
Uncle Fang was very happy: "Brother, please don't get involved. My nephew knows both music and swordsmanship. How can such a good boy not have a connection with the martial arts world? I think he is in a lot of trouble and it is difficult for him to slash with the magic sword. He is not as free and easy as me."
The teacher uncle was quite gossipy and knew a thing or two. He smiled and nodded at Zhao Rong while speaking. Although his face showed traces of time, he was young at heart.
Zhao Rong chuckled and ignored them.
They heard what the fourth manor owner mentioned about his cousin during the banquet just now.
The two uncles were relaxed at this time, and were probably asking out of curiosity.
He changed the subject to business again: "Master, do you want a good life?"
"Dragon Boat Festival next year."
"Dragon Boat Festival? Why choose this day?"
Liu Zhengfeng didn't say anything, so Uncle Fang answered for him: "Your great master, Mr. Zhu, accepted Uncle Liu as his disciple on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival."
"Ah."
Liu Zhengfeng nodded: "I just want a perfect life, to be out of the world with both body and mind, to indulge in music, and to enjoy myself."
"If Grand Master knew that you, Uncle, retired from the business world on the Dragon Boat Festival, would he be unhappy?" There was a sly smile on Zhao Rong's face.
"It doesn't matter."
Master Liu San waved his sleeves in a casual manner. He had already said, "Your master was also a person who loved music very much."
“Think about where you got your musical enlightenment from.”
"The Ancient Sounds of Xie Lin."
"This tune came from my hands, so..."
"Before Senior Brother accepted you as his apprentice, I was already your musical teacher. So, it seems that I am not much worse than Senior Brother in front of the master."
Master Liu San smiled complacently and looked at Fang Qianju: "Junior brother, is what I said reasonable?"
Uncle Fang smiled and said, "If Master knew about this, he would be very happy."
"As the saying goes, where there are flowers, there are leaves; where there are swords, there are tunes. There is music in the sword, there is music in the tune, and the joy is endless."
The two uncles are always thinking about tunes and are romantic.
In terms of such elegance, even Xiaoxiang Sword God cannot match it.
Zhao Rong stopped talking and said, "Then on the Dragon Boat Festival, Uncle Master will send out invitations to all the friends in the martial arts world to come to Yancheng to celebrate."
"it is good."
Uncle Liu San was extremely pleased and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile in his eyes.
When Uncle Fang and Master Liu San were leaving the mountain gate together, he turned back and said:
"Master nephew, come to my house when you have time, and we will play the zither together."
"..."
The seventy-eighth day since Ren Woxing left the prison forever.
In the twelfth lunar month, Hengshan Sect received several special guests who came to visit. They were from the Five Immortals Sect.
"Protector Tao, why don't you see Immortal Sect Leader Lan?"
In the Hengshan Hall, Zhao Rong looked at Tao Bai with a slight scrutiny.
Tao Bai smiled and said, "In reply to Master Zhao, my leader is doing something extremely important in the sect and will not leave the ancient village for the time being."
Before Zhao Rong could ask any more questions, she handed over a porcelain bottle.
There is also a pill antidote inside.
The famous doctor who killed people could develop an antidote. The Five Immortals Sect was originally a Gu sect, so they naturally had this ability. It was just delayed on the way, so it took a long time to get to Hengyang.
This was sent by Sister Lan. Although the antidote was already available, Zhao Rong was touched to see that she took the matter to heart, so he quickly thanked her and accepted it.
Tao Bai then introduced the five people she brought with her:
"They are all elders of our sect who know flowers and medicine. The sect leader told us that Master Zhao wanted to raise bees and build a medicine garden in Hengshan, so he asked them to help for a few years."
Tao Bai asked, "I wonder if the people from Baiyaomen have arrived?"
"Some old herbal farmers came with herb seeds, medicinal seeds and flower seeds. They are now at Furong Peak."
Zhao Rong glanced at the five people again and said, "They said they would wait until the flowers and plants are planted before raising bees."
Tao Bai nodded:
"With our people here, Baiyaomen won't have the chance to be perfunctory. Master Zhao just needs to send some more disciples who are interested in this to learn from us, and we won't have to rely on others in the future."
Zhao Rong wanted to entertain a few people first, but Tao Bai was in a hurry to leave.
So he led them to the area shaded by trees on Furong Peak. The people from Baiyaomen naturally arranged this place to be similar to the area in front of Baiyao Valley.
The people Tao Bai brought were all experts.
As soon as they arrived, they asked all kinds of questions. Baiyaomen knew that they were from the Five Poison Sect and answered them meticulously.
Zhao Rong was listening on the side. He didn't know much about herbs and flowers, but he could get the answers he wanted from the expressions of the two people talking.
It seems
Sect Leader Zhu is a smart man.
All the promises made by the sect leaders in Baiyao Valley have been fulfilled.
Judging from the reactions of these people from the Five Immortals Sect, the Baiyao Sect is not only honest, but also dedicated.
Growing flowers and plants is also an elegant art.
Tao Bai didn't delay at all. He finished his work and left as the sun set.
Zhao Rong only tried to persuade Tao Bai to stay, and after Tao Bai refused, he immediately asked:
"Master Lan, can you tell me when you will launch the Immortal Sect?"
Tao Bai shook his head: "I'm not sure about this either."
She smiled apologetically, bowed and left with a few followers.
Watching them walk out of Yancheng, Zhao Rong felt a little disappointed. He thought he could see A-mei again, but his wish was dashed.
He didn't quite believe what Tao Bai said.
But it doesn’t matter. I’ll just bring some good wine and go to the Five Immortals Sect to look for my sister.
His thoughts changed and he looked towards the direction of the Five Gods Peak.
After the New Year, he went into seclusion to continue feeling the true yin and yang energy and to hone his inner strength.
Although I am not afraid of others causing trouble in Hengyang, it is still better to be well prepared.
Uncle Liu San has many friends, and they are scattered all over the place.
On the eve of the New Year, the third master sent people to send out invitations early.
If he stays long enough, then no matter where his friends are from, as long as they are willing to give him face, they will be able to catch up with him in his retirement.
During this period, a large number of visitors flocked to Yancheng to celebrate the New Year and visited the gate of Hengshan Mountain.
The city was bustling with traffic, and there were many gangsters hanging around near the city gate.
On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, a large ship docked at the west city pier.
A team of guards with neat swords and armor jumped down, followed by a dignified lady holding a child.
The child had bright eyes and was looking around curiously.
"Mother, will the master be in the city?"
"Yes, I have heard news about the gentleman all along the way, saying that he has returned to Yancheng."
Mrs. Luo took Luo He and walked towards the city gate under the guidance of the guards.
Several guards from the Luo family came out to inquire at the front, and they soon attracted the attention of the people around them.
Because usually people who come to visit Hengshan Sect would only say "paying respects to the mountain sect."
But when these people asked for directions, they said they wanted to pay a visit to Xiaoxiang Sword God.
The Sword God is not someone you can just meet casually.
Therefore, no one who lacks confidence would dare to say such things.
The Hengshan disciples in the west of the city also quickly noticed their group.
Outer sect disciple Jiang Wujiu and his junior sister Huan Shuyu walked over holding swords, looking at the group of people, but could not tell which sect they were from, and they did not see any familiar faces.
Luo family guard captain Pu Muhan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The guards nearby also noticed that the two people coming towards them looked different from the gangsters near the city gate.
The two men were in high spirits, their bodies were stretched, and confidence shone on their faces.
Junior Sister Huan Shuyu held her sword and asked, "Just now I heard you were asking about the Hengshan Sect. I wonder who you are and what's the important matter?"
Guard leader Pu Muhan bowed and said, "We are from Wushang, Jinhua, and we came here specifically to visit Xiaoxiang Sword God."
Jiang Wujiu and Huan Shuyu couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this.
A slightly more cautious tone:
"The head of my sect doesn't usually see guests. Are you old acquaintances of my sect? Do you have an appointment? If not, you should go to the mountain gate and ask the guarding brother. If it's not a big deal, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the head of the sect."
Jiang Wujiu gave a reminder.
If the eldest brother could see everyone, there would be no need to practice.
Pu Muhan and a group of guards stepped aside. Madam Luo already knew that the two people in front of her were from Hengshan Sect, so she immediately pulled Luo He forward.
"My dear disciples, Master Zhao and I are old friends. Fortunately, Master Zhao has taken a liking to my child. This time, I am going to bring him here to become his disciple."
After Mrs. Luo finished speaking, Jiang Wujiu and Huan Shuyu were slightly stunned.
The brothers and sisters looked at each other again and confirmed that they had not heard wrongly.
Huan Shuyu looked at the child who was looking at him curiously, and a look of surprise flashed across his face:
"May I ask, is this what my sect leader, Senior Brother, said?"
"Exactly."
Mrs. Luo put her arm around the child's shoulders and explained, "It was not long since he recovered from his eye disease. I didn't dare to drag him around, so he waited a year before coming to become my disciple."
It didn't sound like she was lying when she said that.
Jiang Wujiu and Huan Shuyu quickly became serious. They had just started their shift in the west of the city and had not expected to encounter such a big event.
Both of them looked at the little baby.
I was shocked and surprised.
How could he gain the favor of the Sword God Senior Brother?
"Dear guests, please follow us into the city!"
The two did not dare to be negligent and bowed to invite him.
The Luo family, including little Luo He, also bowed in return, and everyone entered Hengyang City together.
The prosperity and bustle of this place surprised the people from Jinhua.
It is worthy of being the Sword God.
They came straight to the gate of Hengshan Mountain from the west of the city. There were already many guests coming to celebrate, but after the two leading disciples reported, Mrs. Luo entered the sect without any hindrance.
Most of the Luo family guards took boxes of gifts and temporarily went to Hengshan Villa.
A few people accompanied Luo He and the others into Hengshan Sect.
At this time, several people walked down quickly from Tingfengtai.
They are Feng Qiaoyun, Quan Ziju, Xiang Danian and others who have inherited the true teachings of Hengshan.
"Senior brother, senior sister!"
The Hengshan disciples who led the way greeted everyone. Xiang Danian and the others were already walking over with a smile. After greeting Madam Luo, they looked at little Luo He.
Seeing that the child did not show any fear and just looked at them curiously, he could not help but nodded secretly.
"It is so rare to be recognized by my senior brother."
Quan Ziju asked knowingly, "What's your name?"
"Sir, my name is Luo He." He responded respectfully.
Xiang Danian and others laughed when they heard this.
Feng Qiaoyun looked at him with a smile: "You shouldn't call him sir, you should call him uncle-master."
"It's Uncle Master."
She looked into little Luohe's eyes and felt they were so bright.
Zhao Rong had mentioned this kid to them, and everyone knew that he was naturally suited to the sect's swordplay.
The importance of eyesight to a swordsman is self-evident. For example, the Thirteen Swords of Jingmen require Yang Bai Qingming to hit the wrong acupoints, but this kid turned a disaster into a blessing and all six acupoints were opened.
People who cannot see should train their mental power more and feel the world through combining their inner heart with other senses.
Therefore, the days when one cannot see are equivalent to training the mind.
At this moment, the eyes and the heart are in harmony, which can be said to be a perfect match.
This step is faster than many people.
As long as you are smart, you are a natural jade.
The true disciples knew it very well, and they were very happy to meet such a talented person.
but
We can't expect too much from this kid, as it's almost impossible for him to completely inherit the legacy of the head master.
If you can learn a little bit, it will be enough to become a pillar of the school.
The disciple who had led the way before took his leave, and Feng Qiaoyun and the others chatted with Madam Luo as they walked.
Little Luohe mixed with the three little ones behind Feng Qiaoyun, and the three little ones became four little ones.
Several children were talking in low voices to get to know each other.
The short boy with a pure smile on his face said, "My name is A Fei."
"My name is Dai Qing, and everyone calls me A Qing." The little girl with braids looks lively.
The last little boy was shy but very friendly: "I'm Gu Ji, you can call me Aji, I know how to carve wood, I can help you carve a figurine."
"My name is Luo He. Others have never called me Ah He, but you can call me that too." It seemed that because everyone was about the same age, Luo He spoke a little more.
Listening to their conversation, Mrs. Luo couldn't help but laugh.
I didn't expect to find a few playmates of the same age in the Hengshan School.
As they were talking, Luo He became curious and the topic shifted to an elder.
"What kind of man is he, sir?"
Of course they knew who the gentleman Luo He was referring to.
Ah Ji said, "Master Uncle likes to play music. I heard it several times when I handed the bamboo to Ah Bao."
"No, no," Ah Qing shook his head, "Master Uncle likes to practice swordsmanship. Ah Bao sees it the most and sometimes he can imitate Master Uncle's swordsmanship."
Ah Fei commented: "Master Uncle's swordsmanship is very difficult to understand, so Ah Bao couldn't learn it even after watching it many times."
Luo He couldn't help but ask: "Who is A Bao?"
The guards of the Luo family also pricked up their ears, thinking that Abao was also a hidden master of the Hengshan School.
did not expect.
The three little ones pointed at the courtyard in front of the Hidden Sword Pavilion at the same time: "That's A-Bao!"
I saw a cleaned white bear sitting cross-legged on a bamboo mat, looking up and chewing winter bamboo shoots.
Hearing the voices, Po stopped what he was doing and looked towards them with his clear black and white eyes.
Mrs. Luo was also extremely surprised.
Is this Po?
She pulled her son who was staring at the white bear and continued walking inside.
When they approached Cangjian Pavilion, the other three little ones also behaved well and kept silent.
This is a place that cannot be offended.
The Luo family guards who followed were excited, their breaths were heavier, and they also remained silent.
Feng Qiaoyun stepped in first and asked someone inside, and then everyone walked in.
"Senior brother."
"Uncle!"
Madam Luo, guard captain Pu Muhan and others looked at the young man's face in the pavilion with a little surprise in their hearts.
It feels like more than a year has passed and there has been no change in this person.
Time has not left any traces on this face, but makes it look even younger.
But the inexplicable aura around him made people dare not stare at his face for too long.
Zhao Rong smiled at them and nodded to Mrs. Luo.
Mrs. Luo pushed Luo He, and the little kid hurried forward, kowtowed and called out, "Sir."
Now that we have come this far, there is no need to ask any more questions.
"Come."
Luo He stepped forward upon hearing this. Zhao Rong stretched out a finger and pointed it at his forehead. A trace of true energy spread along the meridians that had been offset before to the six eye acupoints.
As expected.
The meridians are unobstructed, and the true qi passes through without any blockage, which is a good seedling.
"Your son has fully recovered. Have you decided to let him practice martial arts and swordplay?"
Mrs. Luo was very straightforward: "It's all up to Mr. Zhao to arrange."
Zhao Rong took a look at the little kid, thinking that they had a good affinity with each other, and couldn't help but say:
"You are about the same age as the other three. Stay with them for the time being and work with your uncle Feng to hone your basics."
As soon as everyone heard the word "Uncle Master", they understood its meaning. Luo He responded respectfully.
Feng Qiaoyun smiled and said, "Brother, why don't you accept all three of them as your disciples, so that I can complete my merits."
"Junior sister, please bear with me for now."
Zhao Rong knew that she was thinking about the three little ones, "I will have to retreat after the New Year, so it will be inconvenient for me to take on apprentices in the short term. All the etiquette of becoming a disciple will be postponed."
When the fellow disciples heard this, they all nodded.
How can you not distinguish between priorities?
In all of Hengshan, there is nothing more important than the young master improving his skills.
Feng Qiaoyun hurriedly pulled Luo He to her side, and the four little ones stood together again, but they only dared to communicate secretly with their eyes.
Zhao Rong saw everything and thought it was quite interesting to see these four kids together.
As the New Year was approaching, Mrs. Luo stayed in Hengshan to celebrate the New Year.
This year, the Hengshan Ancestral Temple was filled with billowing smoke and the incense was burning.
The number of visitors to Hengshan has increased several times compared to usual.
It has become extremely difficult to become a subordinate force.
Those who had followed the Hengshan School earlier can now be said to have gained a great advantage.
For example, in Hengyang, the Changrui Escort Agency, which was about to be disbanded in Le'an, is now reborn.
The Red Wolf Gang that participated in the battle of Shajiao Island has become the largest gang in Hengzhou Prefecture.
The Fuwei Escort Agency in Fuzhou also sent New Year's gifts across the provincial capital.
On the night of the New Year, Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan returned to the Zhaojiawu courtyard to spend the New Year with his grandfather.
After dinner, they played a piece of music together called "Flying Flowers and Green Jade".
"Brother Rong, Uncle Liu's invitation has been widely distributed."
"I'm afraid there will be many guests coming to celebrate this time."
The girl put down her pipa, held her face and looked towards Liu's residence, feeling a little worried.
Zhao Rong comforted him: "Don't be too anxious."
"Firstly, our information is strictly confidential, and it is unlikely that outsiders will know about Gao Shan Liu Shui's affairs."
"Besides, even if the news leaks out..."
Zhao Rong showed a hint of arrogance: "Things are different now, who dares to come and cause trouble?"
"Uncle Master, let alone washing your hands once, even if you wash them ten times or a hundred times, no one else can touch that golden basin."
"Even if those people have bad intentions, they are not fools. They should know how to judge the situation."
Qu Feiyan nodded slightly, but there was still a hint of caution in her lively eyes:
"Brother Rong is already a top figure in the world. No one in the sect will dare to act recklessly. I am afraid that they will find a common excuse and take the opportunity to cause trouble."
"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Brother Rong has not yet settled down. If Uncle Liu retires in the next few years, then there is nothing to worry about."
"Those powerful sects are probably keeping an eye on us."
Zhao Rong thought about it and took the matter to heart.
Suddenly he smiled again and said, "You have considered everything when it involves Gao Shan Liu Shui."
Xiao Qu complained a little after hearing this:
"I have always thought this way. I am involved in many things in the sect. My senior brothers and sisters praised me for my maturity and said I am the second eldest brother. Only you insist on treating me like a child."
"In another year, I will definitely be taller than you."
"Impossible," Zhao Rong gestured, "You are not a spring bamboo shoot, how can you sprout so quickly?"
The girl raised her chin slightly, her eyes sparkling, her big eyes blinked and looked away, obviously she didn't like what he said.
Suddenly I heard him ask:
"If there is a skill that can keep your beauty forever, would you be willing to practice it?"
Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up, and then she glanced at him and waved her hands again.
"No practice, no practice."
Her voice was extremely clear and full of resentment: "If you keep looking like this, you will always treat me as a child."
Zhao Rong smiled but said nothing.
The girl was silent for a few seconds, but she couldn't resist the temptation: "Is there really such a skill?"
"Maybe." Zhao Rong was not sure either.
She thought for a while, stared at Zhao Rong and said, "If there is really a brother named Rong who practices, I will practice. If brother Rong doesn't practice, I won't practice either."
Seeing that he was slightly distracted, Qu Feiyan poured him tea and said with a relaxed smile:
"The old Hengshan Sword God has white hair, while the young Hengshan apprentice sister is young and beautiful. That's not good at all."
Her eyes were fixed on Zhao Rong's face.
Suddenly, I saw him stretch out a hand and slowly move it towards my face, and my heart couldn't help but beat fast.
The next moment, her head was gently pressed, and her eyes were turned back to the tea table:
"The tea has been spilled."
……
A few days after the New Year, many guests came to the Hengshan School.
Some old friends came to visit.
For example, Long Ping, whom I had met at Changrui Escort Agency, came to visit on behalf of Changde Dingsheng Martial Arts School.
If we hadn't had the friendship back then, I wouldn't be able to get close to him now.
In Yongzhou, Gongsun Shendu and his wife, who had recovered from their injuries, also arrived.
The martial arts of the two men came from the Huajia Sect of the Kongtong School. Although not as good as the Kongtong Xuankong Sect and the Zhuihun Sect, it can still be considered a heritage.
They also have a pair of children, but unfortunately the son is a little older and not very talented.
Her daughter Gongsun Rou, however, has good talent. She is only nine years old this year and was accepted into the Hengshan School, becoming the fifteenth generation disciple.
Zhao Rong also took some time out to visit Tongfu Inn and met with friends including Lu Shilai, Lu Gui, Pu Kui, Xing Dao Si, and Wen Tai.
Although he has the reputation of being the Sword God, Zhao Rong's attitude towards his former friends has hardly changed.
We can drink together and talk about the past together.
He quite enjoyed this atmosphere.
As for whether his friends could be at peace, he had no idea.
After celebrating the Lantern Festival inside the mountain gate, Zhao Rong said goodbye to his grandfather and went to the Five Gods Peak for retreat.
Fortunately, Feifei is taking care of me, so I don’t have to worry about grandpa.
When Zhao Rong went to Tianshan for retreat, Mr. Liu Sanye's invitation had already spread far and wide.
Many friends in the north and south have received posts one after another.
For example, Master Xia, the head of Zhengzhou Liuhe Sect, Pan Hou, the leader of Donghai Haisha Gang, and Tie Lao Lao of the Goddess Peak in the Sichuan-Hubei Three Gorges.
The two friends of Qujiang, the magic sword Bai Ke and the magic brush Lucis.
Luoyang, the chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan.
The Qinglian messenger in the gang received the invitation and immediately handed it over to the deputy gang leader Zhang Jin'ao.
After examining the contents of the invitation, Deputy Gang Leader Zhang stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.
Soon, he entered the lobby and found the white-haired old man dressed as a beggar, who was none other than Jie Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect.
"Boss, how do we arrange this?"
Jie Feng took the invitation in his hand, with a hint of shrewdness in his cloudy old eyes: "If it's just Liu Zhengfeng's retirement banquet, you'd be giving him enough face by going to Hengyang."
He paused and said, "I'm afraid it won't be enough this time."
Zhang Jingao also nodded: "Yes, I have the same concerns."
"Liu Zhengfeng is Xiaoxiang Sword God's uncle. I heard that they have a very good relationship. On a day like this, he will definitely be there."
"If I am the only one from the Beggars' Sect who came forward, and he sees me, I'm afraid he will think that we, the Beggars' Sect, don't take it seriously enough."
Jie Feng nodded slightly and took another breath:
"The martial arts world is really hard to understand nowadays. The Yin-Yang Sword Manual really surprised me, and there is also such a shocking figure."
"If Xiaoxiang Sword God is a white-haired old man, my Beggars' Sect is the largest sect in the world, so it won't matter if you go there."
"It's just that he's only this old, and there's too much time left."
"The Hengshan Sect is at its peak, and its arrogance is hard to suppress."
"I'll go there myself."
Xie Feng said quietly, "During the Dragon Boat Festival, the evil sect goes north, and the righteous sect goes south."
"In the north there is Dongfang Bubai, in the south there is Xiaoxiang Sword God."
“This has really become a trend in the martial arts world.”
Zhang Jingao listened at the side, narrowing his eyes slightly.
How could he not hear a hint of displeasure in Gang Leader Jie's words?
As a big gang, no one wants to be inferior to others.
The Hengshan School is just one of the Five Great Sword Schools. A few years ago, it seemed like nothing special to them.
Who can think of
In just a few years, the situation has become more serious than ever.
But I can only keep this slight unhappiness in my heart.
"Jin'ao, please prepare the gift for me early."
"Yes, Gang Leader."
……
Xiyue Huashan.
"Brother, it looks like we have to go to Hengyang."
Lady Ning held the invitation and said with a smile:
"Brother Liu is retiring, this is what we have to do to congratulate him."
In the pavilion, Yue Buqun put down his teacup:
"I'm afraid I'll see many friends."
He didn't say any more because it would sound too sour.
Lady Ning continued:
"Yes, Junior Brother Zhao will definitely be present. This is something that all factions cannot ignore."
"Now with his reputation, the leaders of all the major sects may all take action upon hearing the news."
She joked, "We have been to so many fishing villages and fishing houses, but we can't find another nephew Zhao. Brother, why don't you look for him in the fishing villages near Hengyang?"
Sect Leader Yue knew that this was a mockery of him.
"Then call Chong'er Lingshan and the others, and we will go south together."
"it is good."
Not long after, Yue Lingshan went up the Cliff of Repentance with this good news.
Linghu Chong, who was practicing sword skills with Mr. Feng, heard her running towards him with a smile and quickly put away his sword.
"Master Liu from the Hengshan School has retired from the sect. My parents said that we should go south to Hengyang together during the Dragon Boat Festival."
"That would be great!"
Linghu Chong was overjoyed: "Doesn't this mean that I have a chance to drink with the great swordsman Zhao? This is very satisfying."
"Uncle Taishi, please come with us."
Perhaps because he had been with these disciples for too long, the cliff became more lively and Mr. Feng looked much better.
He waved his hand: "You go ahead."
Linghu Chong advised: "Isn't Grand Master talking about sword energy? We can see it after we get down to Hengyang."
"Uncle Grand Master, it's a good idea for you to come with us to relax. It's boring to be here on the cliff." Yue Lingshan quickly chimed in.
Feng Qingyang smiled and said:
"I have lived here in seclusion for many years and I don't feel bored. What is there to relax about?"
"As for the sword energy, let's wait until he reaches Mount Huashan."
Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan tried to persuade him again, but the old man just waved his sleeves and headed towards the back cliff.
Mr. Feng failed to persuade them, and when the Huashan disciples learned the news of retirement, they were all very excited.
From what Master and his wife revealed, this will be a grand gathering in the martial arts world. We have all been practicing martial arts in Huashan recently and have long wanted to go out for a walk. Wouldn't it be wonderful to encounter such a grand event?
……
Before long, the news of his retirement from the underworld spread to all the major sects.
Songfeng Temple of the Qingcheng School in western Sichuan.
Yu Canghai looked proud and ordered: "We will also go to Hengyang during the Dragon Boat Festival to meet various masters."
"Yes, Master~!"
The Four Beauties of Qingcheng and their disciples all exuded some demonic aura when they responded.
The Hanging Temple of Hengshan is full of tranquility and peace.
Nun Dingxian said to Nun Dingyi: "Junior sister, I will go with you this time to retire."
"I think the leaders of all factions will be here."
"Senior Sister, please stay at Hengshan Mountain."
Senior Sister Dingjing smiled and nodded.
At the same time, many sects including Taishan Sect, Kongtong Sect, Emei Sect, Kunlun Sect, etc., who received the news, were also making preparations.
Mr. Liu Sanye's influence is not that great.
But no one can ignore Xiaoxiang Sword God
On Mount Shaoshi, Taoist Master Chongxu of Wudang was talking with Master Fangzheng of Shaolin.
"Alliance Leader Zuo is really quick."
Taoist Chongxu stroked his beard and thought: "I wonder what he is planning."
"However, I don't want to miss this Hengyang event."
Master Fang Zheng's eyes were kind and gentle: "Back then on Shengguan Peak, you and I were really shortsighted."
"This Xiaoxiang Sword God is truly miraculous."
Master Fang Zheng flipped through the Yang Pu on the table and said, "Your understanding of martial arts has reached such a high level."
“We should visit in person.”
"Yes."
After Taoist Chongxu and Master Fangzheng finished their conversation, they both looked towards the direction of Mount Taishi.
In the main hall of Songshan Mountain at Shengguan Peak, the Left Alliance Leader sat on the high seat of the Alliance Leader, scanning the surroundings with his tiger eyes.
All the Songshan Taibao are waiting for your orders.
"Hmph, Ren Woxing is back in action, but he's nothing to worry about."
"Zhao Rong from the Hengshan Sect is our biggest threat!"
Ding Mian asked: "Brother Zuo, what should we do?"
Fei Bin interrupted and said, "Liu Zhengfeng has retired from the underworld. This time, all the righteous sects will definitely be present. Why not use the name of Hengshan Sect colluding with the Demon Sect to attract all the righteous sects to attack and kill him together!"
His whiskers twitched, and his face was full of cruelty:
"No matter how powerful Zhao Rong is, he can't defeat so many alone."
Hearing the voice, everyone looked towards Zuo Lengchan.
Leader Zuo shook his head directly: "Don't treat Zhao Rong as a fool. How could he not be prepared in Hengyang City?"
"This is a risky move. He is directly facing Zhao Rong. Now his momentum is so great that even I can't compare to him."
"So when we made our move, those people were hesitant and mostly just watched the show from the sidelines, hesitating and not daring to make a move, which put us in a passive position."
"Even if you use this trick, you can't put it in the front."
Ding Mian's eyes lit up: "Senior Brother Zuo has a good idea?"
Zuo Lengchan sneered: "We need to give each sect a legitimate reason to dare to take action. Xiaoxiang Sword God is famous all over the world, this is just right."
"This time when I go to Hengyang, I also want to take another look at his background so as to prepare for the Five Mountains Alliance."
There was murderous intent in his eyes.
"Brother Zuo, how do we do this?"
"How amazing it is that Xiaoxiang Sword God shocked all the great sects in Fuzhou"
“Young people are full of vigor!”
"Hehe, how can Liu Zhengfeng retire from the underworld?"
"Spread the word immediately."
"Let's say that Xiaoxiang Sword God is stationed in Yancheng and wants to fight for the world's swordsmanship on the day of his retirement."
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