Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 192 Visitors from Gusu
Zhao Rong urged his horse to hurry on, and a day later he had entered the heart of the Central Plains and reached the bank of the Yellow River.

He stayed in Mouzhou for one night and headed east to Bianliang the next day.

The journey was only seventy miles. As we left Mouzhou City, we heard the gongs and gongs from the stage. When we entered Bianliang, the sun had set and the Iron Tower and the moving clouds were already in sight.

The so-called Five-Phoenix Tower with beautiful trees and bright clouds has been the imperial city of Yimen since ancient times.

Although Bianjing is not as prosperous as it was in its heyday, it is still a prosperous city.

Passing by the willows on the Sui embankment, Zhao Rong rode into the city. Looking up, he could see brothels, painted pavilions, and embroidered pearl curtains.

"drive!"

"Drive~!"

"..."

From time to time, a fast horse would gallop past on the official road, mostly martial artists carrying guns and sticks. This was nothing new in the city.

The gangsters in the roadside teahouses and taverns just poked their heads out to take a look.

If the person riding the horse is from a big martial arts sect, he can take this opportunity to strike up a conversation with the people around him.

If they were just an ordinary small sect, they would be easily ignored by the people in the world in recent times.

There is no way. There have been too many news that have caused a sensation in the world recently.

Since Dongfang Bubai descended from the Blackwood Cliff, there have been reports of the Zhengzhou Avenue tragedy, the extermination of the Liuhe Sect, and the twelve sects of the Demon Sect all going out to fight the Righteous Alliance. Dongfang Bubai slaughtered Shaoshi Mountain with blood.
Who among those who travel all over the world doesn’t feel nervous?
I wonder if this bloody storm will fall on them.

The demonic power of Dongfang Bubai was so overwhelming that it forced all the major sects to abandon their mountain gates and gather at Junji Peak of Taishi Mountain.

As the events at the top of the Junji Mountain spread to the martial arts world, everyone in the martial arts world knew about it. The world of martial arts had completely changed!
In the west of Kaifeng City, there are an umbrella shop, a food shop and three tea stalls.

The seats were full at this time.

Many people were exhausted from traveling, and as soon as they sat down, they shouted to the Tea Doctor to serve them tea, and drank several bowls of tea before they recovered.

"Damn it, why are there so many horse bandits these days?!"

The bearded man who was shouting smashed the bowl down with a clang. The tea shop waiter stuck his head out and saw that the bowl was not broken, so he ignored it.

The person at the next table asked:

"Brother, where did you get gangstered?"

The tall man at the same table with the bearded man was carrying a broadsword on his back. He turned his head and responded, "The Yanggu area."

"Yanggu? Oh! That's normal."

The bearded man frowned: "What's the normal way?"

The big man with round eyes at the next table said, "There are many people from the Tianhe Gang active in Yanggu. Now the Tianhe Gang is in chaos, and the top leaders of the gang have fled. Some of them have gone into the mountains and brought their own people with them, so they have become bandits."

"The Tianhe Gang is a large gang with tens of thousands of members. Although there are many people, Gang Leader Huang always keeps his word. Who in the gang dares not to follow the orders of Silver Bearded Dragon?"

The bearded man said, "Huang Boliu is still alive and well, how could the Tianhe Gang be in chaos?"

"Hahaha!"

A tall and fat man with a four-edged mace on his waist at another table laughed: "Then you don't know anything."

"The Tianhe Gang has done a lot of shady things behind the scenes, which is not surprising. There are not many clean forces in the world. But the bad luck is that the Tianhe Gang provoked someone who should not be provoked."

The bearded man asked, "Who is it?"

The tall and fat man who was laughing loudly just now suddenly looked solemn, so much so that all the bearded men at the table perked up.

I heard him say two words: "Sword God."

"What!!"

This made the four people at the table with the bearded man look pale.

Huang Boliu, the Silver-Bearded Dragon, is also a top-notch master. He controls a gang of tens of thousands of people. Most of the people in the three regions of Qi, Lu, Central Plains, and Yan and Zhao know his name.

But even though the Tianhe Gang is powerful, once they offend this person, it will be like an egg hitting a rock.

The tall and fat man said, "I heard from the people of Tianhe Gang that Huang Boliu has been working for Heimu Cliff. Therefore, many leaders of the gang have overestimated their own abilities and attacked the Sword God. They all died at the hands of the Sword God."

"Now at the top of Junji Mountain, the battle between Dongfang Bubai and the Sword God has already spread throughout the martial arts world."

"This Dongfang Bubai was once the best in the world, the leader of the three sects of Shaolin, Wudang and Songshan. In addition, there was the former leader of the Demon Sect, Ren Woxing, and the King of Heaven, Xiang Wentian. These five masters surrounded Dongfang Bubai, but they could not force him to use his full strength. He fought alone against five people and seriously injured five of them."

"The level of martial arts is beyond imagination."

"It's a pity that we met the Sword God. His sword energy is extraordinary. Dongfang Bubai has become a martial arts genius, but he still died under the sword energy."

After he finished speaking, he stared at the bearded man and said, "Tell me, if you were from the Tianhe Gang, would you not panic at this moment?"

"Dongfang Bubai is dead, and Heimu Cliff can't provide any protection for the Tianhe Gang. If the Sword God settles the accounts, no matter how many positions he holds in the Tianhe Gang, they can't fill the Sword God's sword energy!"

“The largest gang in Central China”

"Now, just hearing the name of Sword God is enough to make them fall apart."

"It is said that when those leaders left the gang, Gang Leader Huang did not try to keep them. He is a smart man. I'm afraid he wants to use the collapse of a large gang to calm the anger of the Sword God."

Someone immediately started talking: "Since the collapse of the Tianhe Gang, dozens of gangs have suddenly appeared in the Central Plains, of all kinds."

"They are encroaching on the power of the Tianhe Gang, but Gang Leader Huang doesn't care."

"Some of them have no skills and cannot form a gang. They only have brute force and brutality, so they naturally become bandits."

There were also people who spoke with a Yanzhao accent and said, "If you ask me, they are just worrying too much."

"What kind of person is the Sword God? How could he care about them?"

Many people in the teahouse nodded when they heard this.

The people at the table with bearded men were quite surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that the group of horse bandits they met in Yanggu could actually have a connection with the Sword God.

The largest gang in the Central Plains, a gang of 10,000 people spanning Qi, Shandong, Henan and Hubei
Unexpectedly, he was buried in the underworld in such a short time.

Soon, everyone in the teahouse talked about the Tianhe Gang and the showdown on Junji Peak.

The battle between Dongfang Bubai and the Sword God was witnessed by tens of thousands of people. This ultimate battle in the martial arts world has become a myth, and even a tiny bit of it can make people dizzy.

"The two high platforms on the Fengshan Terrace of Mount Taishi are covered with sword marks. These sword marks were all cut by sword energy. It is said that each sword energy penetrates one foot and three inches into the stone. This sword energy can even cut through hard stone, gold and iron. If an ordinary person encounters it, there is no chance of survival."

The tea shop waiter who was pouring the tea spilled the tea while listening to what the man said.

An old man with half white hair said: "Dongfang Bubai's body movements are as fast as lightning. Only he can compete with the Sword God. If anyone else in the world were to fight against him, he would have died under the sword energy long ago."

"Not bad!"

A one-eyed man in shorts with a blood-soaked cloth wrapped around his shoulder responded:
"I was at Junji Peak at the time. Once these two top masters started fighting, they were like fairies from the sky. I couldn't even see their figures clearly, let alone their swords."

"I heard the sound of swords clashing seven or eight times, but I only saw lightning and thunder in the air. I could only see the swords clash once. If I compare my own abilities to theirs, I'm afraid I'll be infected with demons for the rest of my life."

"After watching the battle between Dongfang Bubai and the Sword God, I finally understood what a frog in a well is."

After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to him.

amazing!
What a ruthless person it is to survive the great battle between good and evil at Junji Peak!
"This strong man!"

A young man in a brocade robe came out from the back room of the teahouse and asked respectfully, "I have a question, could you please tell me?"

"What doubts?"

The young man asked, "It is said that this Yang Pu was written by the Sword God. This matter has been widely spread. I wonder if it is true or not?"

"Since the warrior is at the top of the mountain, he should know the inside story."

"Hahaha!"

The one-eyed man laughed loudly under the gaze of everyone: "Of course it's true!"

"Dongfang Bubai said it himself, that the Yang Pu was written by the Sword God, and he admitted that his martial arts insights were not as good as the Sword God's."

"But the Sword God said that it is also remarkable that you can see through the Yang spectrum."

"These are their exact words. I heard them with my own ears."

"When it comes to the mysteries of martial arts, these two top masters, one has comprehended the transformation of heaven and man, and the other has comprehended the creation of yin and yang. These are realms that ordinary martial artists like us can't even imagine. When they talk about the Yang spectrum, why do they mix in any lies?"

After hearing this, the people drinking tea felt that it was out of reach, but they were also fascinated.

The young man who asked the question said "thank you" and paid for the tea.

"If the Yang Pu is really written by the Sword God, then it's not surprising. The Sword Manual of Exorcism is said to come from the Sunflower Manual, which is the martial arts practiced by Dongfang Bubai. Even he praised the Yang Pu, which shows that it is beyond the reach of the Yin Pu."

"Dongfang Bubai's martial arts have long surpassed the upper limit of the Yin spectrum, but he is still no match for the Sword God. This shows how precious the Yang spectrum is!"

Some people were also confused: "Why did the Sword God write Yang Pu?"

"That's easy to understand."

Someone came forward to clarify:
"This Yin Pu is harmful. Once practiced, it is easy to fall into the devil's way. For example, the Songshan Sect, a group of masters practiced the Yin Pu and confused their minds. They dared to attack the Sword God. They had many masters, but so what? They still died under the thousands of sword qi."

"At that time, the martial artists went south to Fuzhou. If they didn't get the sword manual, no one in the Lin family would survive. The Sword God knew that the Yin manual harmed people, so he wrote his own martial arts insights in the Yang manual and spread it to the world. However, an accident happened later, and he was ultimately unable to save those stubborn people."

“But I don’t think it’s a pity that these people died.”

Some old men in the martial arts world sighed:

"The Sword God is truly a contemporary hero, preaching the Yang Pu in Fuzhou and the sword fighting in Hengshan. Only a generous mind like his can transform thousands of sword energies. How magnificent!"

A group of people from the martial arts world were discussing endlessly in the tea shed.

When it comes to the deep end, everyone sighs with admiration.

The situation in the martial arts world is unpredictable, and there have been many thunderstorms recently. Each major event has made the martial artists tremble with fear.

And Yang Pu's status in the world also rose rapidly, reaching its peak!

The Sword God is the best in the world, his mighty sword energy shines brightly in the world. Who wouldn’t want to comprehend the mysteries of his martial arts?
The tea stalls in Kaifeng are just a small part of the world, but they are also everywhere in the world.

The wind of Junji blows from the Central Plains to all corners of the world. No matter what the martial artists in the Central Plains discuss, others will not lag behind.

"tons tons tons"

In the teahouse farthest from the city gate in the west of Kaifeng, a strange man with a flat head drank his tea in one gulp at the urging of a man dressed as a scholar next to him and stopped listening to the loud conversation in the teahouse.

"The tea is too bland, the wine is better."

"Drinking now?"

"Why drink when things are not done well?"

Zu Qianqiu sighed and said, "Let's go to the pharmacy in front and ask. We can't neglect what the Saint Lady has told us to do."

The old man nodded and followed.

They asked several pharmacies and finally found the medicinal materials they were looking for in Kaifeng City.

This was due to the fact that the old man had quite a bit of experience in finding rare medicinal materials when he had previously refined the Eight Life-Extending Pills.

"Let's go to Ping Yizhi's place!"

Huang He Patriarch carefully checked the medicinal materials in the package and confirmed that there were no problems before heading out of the city.

The city was crowded and noisy, with many people from the underworld running around, and the Yellow River Patriarch had no idea there was someone behind him.

But once they were out of the city and had walked less than a mile, they felt their backs getting colder and colder.

When they used their peripheral vision to see the face of the person behind them, they felt a chill running down their spines.

What to do?

This. What should I do?
Zu Qianqiu tilted his head to look at the man in green behind him, only to see that he looked calm, looking at the mountains and water like a leisurely traveler.

"What should we do?" the old man asked in a low voice.

Although there are many masters of the Sun and Moon Sect in the place where we are now.

Can.
But this is the Sword God!

The Sun and Moon Sect members were so afraid of the Eastern Sect Leader that they didn't even dare to look at him.

The person behind him is the one who shattered the Eastern Patriarch’s myth of invincibility.

In the eyes of the Sun and Moon Sect, this most ruthless person in the martial arts world would probably make them lose heart and flee.

One can imagine how much trouble this person would cause if he entered the place where Ping Yizhi was.

As Master Ren is seriously injured and dying, no one knows what kind of changes will arise.

The old man was quite panicked.

In his confusion, he even had the fantasy of destroying the Sun and Moon Sect with his sword energy.

After all, the senior from the Wine Country is calmer.

Zu Qianqiu thought of the scene on Kuaiji Mountain. The Saint Lady is still fine now.

He cried out in his heart that he was unlucky. The most dangerous thing in the world had happened to him again.

Then he forced himself to calm down:
"Don't panic, let's go our own way and pretend we didn't see anything."

The muscles at the corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

This is the only thing we can do.

Now that I am under his watch, even if I want to escape, it is impossible.

Soon, they reached a mountain path.

The huge willow tree kept retreating behind them, and the sound of the gurgling stream became louder and louder.

On a flat piece of land, many tiled houses appeared one after another.

A short, fat man with a rat-like beard saw them and rushed over in a hurry. "Where's the medicine?"

"At this."

Zu Qianqiu turned around and looked back while getting the package. The man in green who was following him just now disappeared like a ghost. It was really terrifying.

No one noticed the masters of the Sun and Moon Sect stationed here.

Ping Yizhi checked the medicine in the package and ran into the tile house without saying anything else.

The smell of boiling herbs wafting downwind was extremely pungent.

It can be seen that Pingyizhi is very important in taking medicine.

The old man has been refining the eight life-extending pills for many years and has also learned some pharmacology.

As soon as he smelled the pungent smell of medicine, he shook his head slightly at Zu Qianqiu.

The situation of Master Ren is very bad.

Zu Qianqiu sighed slightly.

Zuo Lengchan did not pursue that day and let Xiang Wentian lead Master Ren down the mountain, which shows that he was very confident in his ability to take action.

If it weren't for the profound skills of Master Ren and the fact that he had been transmitting his true energy to Shi Zuo, he would have probably died long ago.

The atmosphere near the tile-roofed house is rather solemn.

Huang He Patriarch saw a few familiar faces, but many hall masters and elders were not here. They were probably sent out to look for medicine.
"Cough cough."

Two coughs echoed in the courtyard of the tile-roofed house.

The saint lady who was pounding herbs by the patio stopped immediately and ran towards a room with a dim yellow light.

"Dad! You finally woke up!"

Ping Yizhi's voice rang out: "The leader is comatose and uneasy at the moment. Saint Lady, please don't disturb him."

Ren Yingying fell silent immediately after hearing his words.

Xiang Wentian saw that Master Ren was staring at the lotus-bottomed oil lamp, so he moved the lamp closer. Ren Woxing's face, as pale as paper, looked even more haggard under the lamp.

He originally had black hair, but in just a few days, it turned white.

Ren Yingying looked at him with distress, her eyes sparkling in the light.

"Dad~~"

She called out softly, and Ren Woxing turned his gaze away from the light.

Ping Yizhi hurriedly warned: "Master, you must not use your power."

"The previous times the leader used his power, his blood and qi were always surging, and his true qi was restless and difficult to calm down. Multiple different kinds of true qi are entangled together, which is really difficult to resolve. If the leader uses his power too hard, he will be in danger!"

As a doctor, Ping Yizhi speaks directly and directly when it comes to medical issues.

Ren Woxing coughed and said, "How could I not know?"

"These different kinds of true qi were originally the drawbacks of the Star Absorbing Technique. Later, I used their characteristics to open up the eight meridians, and only then did I gain the powerful skill of opening up all eight meridians."

"I didn't expect Zuo Lengchan to be so vicious that I plotted against him. Now that the Eight Meridians have been shattered, these alien Qis will flow out of the Eight Meridians Lake and are no longer under my control."

Ren Yingying also knew the power of the alien qi. Her father was already seriously injured, and now there was so much alien qi playing tricks in his body. Ping Yizhi's words about the imminent danger were not an exaggeration.

"Doctor Ping, do you have any way to resolve this?"

Ping Yizhi glanced at the Saint Lady, his face showing difficulty:

"These eight streams of true qi are extremely powerful. Even if I prepared medicine and gave acupuncture while the leader was asleep, I couldn't affect the true qi."

"In addition, the old illness relapsed due to the serious injury. The power of medicine can only treat the injury slowly. Only after the new injury is fully treated, and then let the leader slowly dissipate his life's skills and decompose the alien true qi, there will be a glimmer of hope."

"But even so, it's still a narrow escape."

Ren Yingying didn't expect the situation to be so serious, and she didn't know what to say in a panic.

With so much alien energy running around in the body, it is extremely difficult to dissolve the power.

Xiang Wentian had some understanding of the Star Absorbing Art and knew how dangerous it was for Master Ren to practice the Eight Meridians Opening Technique.

Then he asked again: "Is there any other way?"

"With my life's work, can I help the leader?"

Ping Yizhi waved his hands repeatedly: "Although Xiang Zuoshi's skills are high, they are far inferior to the leader."

"Your power will only make the master's internal energy more chaotic, not to mention dissolving the alien Qi. The master is unable to use his power all the way to Kaifeng. Your ability to help the master regulate the power of the Great Songyang Divine Palm is already the greatest help."

"It is absolutely impossible to go any further and make further adjustments."

Xiang Wentian's pupils dilated when he heard this, but Ren Woxing was extremely calm, as if he didn't care about life or death.

"but."

Ping Yizhi suddenly spoke, causing the three of them to look over at the same time.

"Doctor Ping have any other ideas?"

Xiang Wentian stared at him intently.

Ping Yizhi said: "It is difficult for the leader to preserve his power after his eight meridians are shattered, but there are people in the world who can help the leader save his life."

Xiang Wentian asked: "Who is it?"

Ping Yizhi shook his head and said, "Of course it's Xiaoxiang Sword God."

"The Sword God is one with nature and man. It is said that his inner strength is endless. Even Dongfang Bubai is no match for him in an inner strength contest. If he attacks, any amount of alien true qi can be completely dissolved."

"Oh, but this is too difficult."

Ping Yizhi sighed: "The Sword God is the so-called leader of the righteous path. He will never help the leader no matter what."

Xiang Wentian's eyes lit up and he instantly looked towards the Saint Lady.

Ren Yingying bit her lips lightly, feeling conflicted.

But since it concerns my father's life, I can't think too much about it: "Dad, your daughter will go find him."

"Doctor Ping, before I come back, you must use medicine to stabilize my father's condition."

Ping Yizhi had been very clear-headed, but after hearing what the Saint Lady said, he suddenly felt dizzy.

find him?

Suddenly, Ping pointed his finger and the rat's whiskers flew, and his eyes widened.

It was like discovering something extraordinary.

He immediately whispered, "I can at least keep the leader stable for three months, but is Sword God Saint Lady really sure that she can invite him?"

Ren Yingying glanced at him and said, "I will find a way myself."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, not wanting to delay even a moment.

However.
"Yingying."

Master Ren coughed and called her to stop.

His face was as pale as gold paper, full of gray and dark gloom. His hair was white and his face was gray, and he looked haggard, no longer as charming as before.

But his voice, deep and hoarse, was unmistakable.

"Don't go~!"

As soon as these three words came out, Ren Yingying knelt on the ground: "Dad~!"

Master Ren turned a blind eye, his tiger eyes flashing brightly under the light: "Ren Woxing has never begged anyone in his life. Since he was defeated in Taishi Mountain, his life and death are determined by fate."

"Although that boy is very capable, I still think I am not as good as him."

"But asking me to watch you beg him is absolutely impossible!"

"Whether it's Dongfang Bubai or Zuo Lengchan, I have never been afraid of anyone in my life. I have fought against all the major martial arts sects and traveled the world. This is very enjoyable. How can I add to my unhappiness when I am about to die?"

"You are my precious daughter. So what if you are the Sword God? In my heart, he is not worth your help."

"Dad~!"

Ren Yingying choked up and said, "My daughter can't listen to you this time."

She bowed her head and turned to leave.

Ren Woxing did not try to persuade him, but just said, "Just go ahead and come back to collect my body."

Just these two words made her burst into tears.

This kind of sadness and pity, but when faced with a strong and stubborn old father, Master Ren was not moved at all.

Xiang Wentian also wanted to persuade him, but seeing the leader like this, he knew that he had made up his mind, so he could only sigh in silence.

Ping Yizhi's thoughts were in turmoil at first, and he was wondering what the relationship between the Saint Lady and the Sword God was.

Suddenly, his body stiffened and he stared blankly toward the patio outside the house.

"Who"

"Who are you~!"

Ping Yizhi was startled. A man suddenly appeared from the courtyard of the tile-roofed house and sat quietly by the well.

But there was no commotion outside the house, apparently the believers did not notice it.

No one in the room, including Xiang Zuo, noticed it.

This was the first time he saw this man's face.

Being able to sneak into this place silently is really terrifying!
Xiang Wentian followed Ping Yizhi's words and looked outside, and was stunned for a moment.

Ren Yingying was already tearful, and when she saw the newcomer, she stared at him blankly, feeling both surprised and delighted. She had never expected that this person could appear here by such a coincidence.

I was thinking about him in my mind, and then he appeared.

Suddenly, I had so many things to say, but I would never tell him.

A hint of expression that was not there just now appeared on that pretty face.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like a long time had passed.

"who is it?"

Master Ren asked, frowning as he lay on the bed.

Without needing anyone to respond, footsteps came closer from the patio.

Then, a man in green came into view.

"Mr. Ren."

The man in green said, "I am from Gusu, and I know a little bit about medicine. I happened to be here today, so I came to see Mr. Ren's condition."

He walked forward and Xiang Wentian immediately stepped back.

Ping Yizhi was not a fool either. When Xiang Wentian stepped back, he immediately followed suit.

Ren Woxing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Staring at the newcomer, he suddenly felt a surge of blood in his heart, wanting to fight him again, and immediately his eyes showed a domineering look.

Ignoring Ping Yizhi's instructions, Ren Woxing suddenly started to use his internal energy!
However.
Just as he was about to use his power, the man in green pointed a finger in the air.

A stream of cold air shot out and hit his Tianchi acupoint!

Ren Woxing's practice was obstructed, he pointed his finger and a blur appeared before his eyes, the man in green was already beside Master Ren.

He pointed out several times in succession, as fast as lightning.

Master Ren opened his mouth stiffly, and a pill went into his throat. In a moment, Master Ren on the bed lost his breath, as if he was dead.

Xiang Wentian pulled Ping Yizhi and walked straight out the door, seemingly not caring about Master Ren at all.

"My father, he."

"Don't worry, this is just turtle breathing. He has a bad temper, so let him pretend to be dead for a while."

"Why are you here?"

Listening to the soft voice behind him, Zhao Rong looked at Master Ren's white hair and said without turning his head:
"I'm naturally looking for my cousin, but unfortunately, I haven't found her yet."

At this time,

The pitiful girl behind him was biting her lips, clenching her hands, and whispered in frustration:
"cousin."

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