Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 204: The Eagle of the Sky (Part )
Huixian Tower?
Shang Sufeng muttered something, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The name of this pavilion sounds quite impressive, but he had been to Liangdu several times and had no impression of this place.

Zou Songqing spoke without waiting for his master to ask:
"Huixian Tower was newly built more than ten years ago, near the old site of the Zangke Kingdom. The owner's identity is unknown, but we know he was a northern warrior. There is a bell tower in the tower, and above the bell tower people often discuss martial arts and fight. Over the past seven or eight years, it has gradually become famous in Yunnan and Guizhou."

After saying this, he asked the girl with a smile: "Since we are in Huixian Tower, are we here to challenge you to a duel?"

"That's right." The girl's voice was clear, but her tone was somewhat strong.

When Shang Sufeng heard this, he realized that he had misunderstood. After all, he had not been out of Dian Cang for more than 20 years and was not sensitive enough to the affairs of the martial arts world.

Suddenly I found it interesting again.

Twenty years ago, girls of this age would mostly be taken by their teachers to see the world, and those who went out alone were rare.

But now.
This girl not only has remarkable skills, but she also has the ability to challenge others to formal fights, just like the old veterans of the past.

The contrast brought by age made Shang Sufeng feel novel.

With the departure of old friends, the world is filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

Now I seem to feel the vigor and vitality again.

He couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Who is that tough opponent? Is he about the same age as you?"

The girl said, "They came from the north."

"One girl and one boy, about my age, one month younger than me."

Although there were two people on the other side, there was no trace of cowardice in her tone. However, the trace of caution that flashed across her face could not be hidden from those eagle eyes.

Shang Sufeng suddenly felt surprised.

Just now, he and his eldest disciple were chasing after this girl. Don't underestimate her young age, her martial arts skills are quite impressive.

Otherwise, the Jin Yan Fa would not have been mentioned.

Normally speaking, boys and girls of the same age as this girl are probably no match for her.

Shang Sufeng is extremely confident in his eyesight.

but
When this intelligent girl mentioned this man and woman, she obviously regarded them as strong rivals.

Doesn't that mean.
At the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou, near Wumeng, several geniuses of the martial arts world suddenly emerged?

I thought about the changes in the Dian Cang Sect, the various martial arts events that my disciples had told me about in recent years, and the martial arts exchanges in the martial arts world that were much closer than in previous years.

really
The world of martial arts is more prosperous today than it was twenty years ago.

Shang Sufeng sighed in his heart, and felt happy again.

That's exactly how it should be.

If the martial arts world were to decline, wouldn't the Sword God truly be invincible in the world?

Today's young people are very courageous. Perhaps in this prosperous world, many geniuses will emerge and dare to go to Hengshan to ask for sword skills.

Even if my body is torn to pieces in Hengyang and I cannot see the afterlife, I believe that I will not be lonely on my journey to Hengshan to seek swords.

What he was thinking seemed to have flown back twenty years.

My heart was filled with emotions for a moment, and I was very curious about the tough opponent that the girl mentioned.

"Since I am the same age as you, it is difficult for me to help you."

Shang Sufeng's words were sincere, yet mixed with a hint of shame.

then
Not only did he bully the weak, he also lost to the young sword god.

We must not repeat the same mistakes now.

Besides, this has nothing to do with his skill. With his current understanding of martial arts, he will never do such an unspeakable thing again.

The girl knew that the old man had good intentions:
"Senior Shang, don't worry. I can handle those two opponents. But I'm worried that they can't beat me, so I brought helpers."

Shang Sufeng paused and said, "A martial arts competition requires fairness. If they use their numbers to bully the minority, I will take care of it for you."

"Senior, be righteous!"

She cupped her hands in praise, a hint of a smile flashing across her lips, "Senior Shang has already comprehended the secret. With you in charge, I will definitely win the duel fairly, and your help will be worthwhile."

"After that, I will accompany you to fight the Sword God!"

"good."

Dian Cang Old Eagle smiled and nodded, then asked, "I still don't know your name? What sect or school are you from? Do you have a master?"

"Just now I saw you use a few sword techniques at the Yuewang Inn. I am short-sighted and could not tell what style you were using."

The girl rolled her eyes and said politely:
"My name is Lan Shu."

"It is normal that you do not recognize my swordsmanship. I learned this swordsmanship from a stone carving. It must have been created by a martial arts master, but the name of this person is not left on the stone carving."

"This sword technique is called the Jinghong Sword Technique."

Without further ado, she drew her sword and performed several moves in the pavilion.

The wild flowers around the octagonal pavilion swayed, apparently being blown by a strong breeze.

Zou Songqing was a little surprised. This sword technique was so powerful that even though she was just a little girl, her sword was so sharp that it frightened the enemy. This matched her heroic spirit.

Shang Sufeng nodded secretly.

His attention was not limited to this set of swordsmanship, but he greatly admired the girl's foundation.

The Sword God’s current achievements are closely related to his foundation.

This girl is really like the young sword god of the past, a great unpolished gem.

He pondered in his heart but did not praise him openly.

After she used a few more moves, he concentrated and commented:

"The sword strikes the wind with its stunning moves, and its meaning is endless."

"This sword technique has a profound meaning. It emphasizes meaning rather than form. You have already gained a glimpse of the key, but you must keep your mind calm so that you can make great progress in the future."

Lan Shu stared at the old man, her face filled with admiration.

The secrets of the martial arts world are truly amazing.

"What the senior said is exactly what the Jianghu master left in the stone carving. I need to practice more."

Zou Songqing sighed, "There are so many talented people in the world, but I wonder who left the stone inscription."

He suddenly thought of something and turned to his master and said:

"A few years ago, someone discovered a legacy in Kunyang Prefecture, which was also a record of martial arts."

"I heard that the marks are still new, not like those left by previous people."

"I don't know which senior left this opportunity."

Zou Songqing sighed a little, and the girl was slightly stunned: "Kunyang Prefecture?"

"How come I've never heard of it?"

Zou Songqing said kindly, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. If ordinary people in the martial arts world get a legacy, they won't be as selfless as Senior Liu Ke. Most of them will hide it for fear that others will snatch it away."

"I was able to receive the news only because that person is related to my Dian Cang Sect's influence in Kunyang Prefecture. Others naturally don't know."

The girl immediately showed her curiosity: "Is the legacy a sword technique? Did the senior leave his name?"

"It's not swordsmanship."

"It is a set of internal skills and hidden weapon techniques. As for the name, there is only one word, Lotus. I wonder if it is the surname of this senior?"

When Zou Songqing heard her talk about "swordsmanship", he thought that she was a swordsman and was obsessed with swordsmanship.

So he asked casually:

"Have you ever heard of the Hengshan Sword Canon?"

“Of course I know.”

Lan Shu's calm expression made Master Dian Cang and his disciple look at her with higher regard.

"It is said that this Wanfa Sword Manual is all-encompassing and records the secrets of the Sword God's swordsmanship. It is a treasure that sword practitioners dream of obtaining."

"but."

She raised her chin slightly with pride, "The sword code is dead after all. No matter how mysterious it is, it cannot represent the Sword God."

"Back then, the Hengshan Sect didn't have any sword manuals."

"I think the martial artists are seeking the wrong direction. If they only focus on the Sword Canon, they will only be greatly affected by it, and it will be even more difficult to surpass the Sword God."

Zou Songqing admired the girl's ambition.

Speaking of the Hengshan Sword Canon, even he was shaken, but the girl was so calm.

But after all, I am still younger and more innocent.

People in the martial arts world are naturally interested in the sword classic, but how many people will consider the impact?
The vast majority of people don't have the idea of ​​surpassing the Sword God.

Shang Sufeng asked curiously, "Did you also realize this yourself?"

Lan Shu shook her head.

"Not at all."

She did not hide it, and recalled: "When I was little, my mother told me many stories about the Sword God. I almost grew up listening to his stories, so I know him very well."

"Hengshan Sect was not the largest sect in the world back then, and it didn't have half the glory it has today."

"Before the Myriad Swordsmanship Classic, he traveled around the world and learned many martial arts."

"Nowadays, the martial arts world is more prosperous. I can naturally see martial arts that surpass the Sword God when I travel around the world. Therefore, this is a new method."

"If his old method worked, I might have a chance to create a new method that is better than his."

There are many young men in the martial arts world who grew up listening to stories about the Sword God.

But the person in front of me has terrifyingly high ambitions.

Shang Sufeng sincerely admired: "Young people should be ambitious."

He said meaningfully: "When the Sword God was your age, he was limited by the martial arts world and his vision must have been narrower than yours now."

“You can see more.”

"So, this energy is extremely precious. Even if it is beaten thousands of times, it cannot be lost."

Lan Shu understood something from Shang Sufeng's words.

She suddenly said:
“Senior, the tough opponent this time is also a sword god who refuses to obey.” “Hahaha.”

Shang Sufeng was stunned at first, then he stroked the white beard on his chin and laughed three times.

He said excitedly: "My path is not alone."

"I am even more looking forward to your challenge at Huixian Tower this time."

Lan Shu responded to his words: "I will win."

The old and the young seemed to have found a common topic.

Zou Songqing froze in place.

The master has been in seclusion for twenty years, and he has been sending people to gather information and keep an eye on the world.

but
How long have you been accompanying Master down the mountain?
Why does it seem like several rare geniuses are about to emerge, and they all want to fight the Sword God?
Why is this world so different from what I’ve been seeing?

"Songqing, don't be stunned."

"Let's go to Liangdu first."

"Yes, Master!"

An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young girl. The ages of the three represent three generations of the underworld. At this moment, they set out from Luopingzhou together and headed east.

Before leaving, Lan Shu bought some herbs at the herbal medicine market in Luopingzhou.

There are many snakes and insects in the local area, and there are many people who know some pharmacology and poison techniques.

Master Dian Cang and his disciple didn't find it strange.

When traveling in the world, it is always good to have one more skill.

Along the way, the girl also took out her own herbs and told them which ones were poisonous and which ones were not poisonous but would become poisonous when mixed together.

She spoke in a clear and logical manner, and had an extraordinary understanding of pharmacology.

Both Master Dian Cang and his apprentice were somewhat impressed.

It can be seen that Lan Shu has a very good relationship with her mother, and many things were taught to her by her mother.

Besides Ti Niang, there is the Sword God.

I have never heard her talk about her "daddy".

How could Master Dian Cang and his disciples not understand?

He is most likely a heartless person.

They don't want to talk about other people's sad family affairs, so naturally they won't hurt others.

So they chatted all the way and then turned the topic to her opponent.

"They are from Gusu."

"Gusu?"

"Yes, by the Taihu Lake, Gusu Yanziwu."

"They are not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also know some strange martial arts."

Shang Sufeng shook his head: "I can't remember any advanced martial arts inheritance in Gusu."

Zou Songqing smiled and consoled him, "Even the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills are spreading everywhere. The martial arts world is so vast that even the Sword God cannot always know the changes in it."

"Nowadays, there are many martial arts schools in Luoping Prefecture, and Gusu is no longer the Gusu in Master's memory."

"Once we get to Liangdu, we'll know the outcome."

Shang Sufeng nodded and no longer worried about what happened twenty years ago.

They moved eastward, gradually reaching the upper reaches of the Nanpan River, and six days later arrived at the place where the rivers converged and traced their source.

This is Pu'an Prefecture.

After heading north for another four or five days, you will reach Liangdu.

On the day they entered Pu'an Prefecture, before they had time to plan their route for the next day, something unexpected suddenly happened.

even
After this incident broke out, the entire Yunnan-Guizhou border area was in turmoil and quickly spread to the surrounding areas.

A large number of martial artists rushed into Pu'an Prefecture!

……

"drive!"

“Gee~!”

Qinglong took the official road westward, passing through an ancient tea field. The flying horse whips occasionally broke the branches of the tea trees beside the road.

Several teams of martial artists carrying weapons rushed westward.

Seeing how fast they were walking, tea vendors and merchants along the way gave way to them.

There were also smart people following behind them. Even ordinary road thieves would quickly give way when they saw these gangsters.

Twenty miles east of Qinglong City there is a large tea field. Across a stream, there are two tea stalls.

You could hear the rumbling sound of horses' hooves hitting the water and splashing water everywhere.

Some people in the tea stall who didn't know the truth stood up with their tea bowls in their hands, craning their necks to look around.

They shouted all the way, but the knights were hurrying on their way and few of them paid any attention to them.

Finally, a few horses could not run anymore, and those gangsters had to rest in a tea stall, cursing.

"Come, brave men, have a bowl of tea."

"I don't know what happened in the west. Why are there so many people heading towards Pu'an Prefecture today?"

"You didn't even know the news from a few days ago?"

The man who took the tea was very surprised: "Panzhou has a legacy of the predecessors, and the Red Sand Sect and the Four Elephants Fist Sect had a big fight."

"Someone rushed into Pu'an Prefecture with the remains."

"what?"

All the gangsters in the tea stall gathered around and came forward.

"There are so many ancient carvings in the world, it's not worth mobilizing so many people, right?"

"Hmph, what do you know?"

The man gulped down a whole bowl of tea, looked at his exhausted horse, took off the double guns on its back and said, "That was left by a senior named 'Lian'."

"It records a mental method that can penetrate the profound truth."

"Aren't you tempted?"

Some people laughed when they heard this: "I have never heard of this senior's name. The essence of martial arts is not so easy to understand."

"If he really had this ability, he would have been famous all over the world long ago."

"Yes!" People around also thought it made sense.

"The frog at the bottom of the well."

The man sneered angrily, "The Red Sand Sect is a new pope in Panzhou. Even She Xiuyan, the leader of the Red Sand Sect who dominated Panzhou ten years ago, personally followed him to Pu'anzhou. How could this be false?"

"Do you think that Master She doesn't know what's good?"

When the Red Sand Sect Leader was mentioned, many people's eyebrows jumped.

This person's background is not small. It is said that his cousin is She Wuluan, who served as the deputy head of the White Tiger Hall in the Sun Moon Sect more than 20 years ago.

Legend has it that this person has mastered a part of the Yang spectrum, and his Red Sand Evil Palm skills are more powerful than those of his cousin.

Regardless of the authenticity of his origins, this man founded a religion in Panzhou and was definitely a master famous in the area.

The teahouse was quiet for a moment.
The next moment, many people's expressions changed, they put tea money on the table, and hurried westward.

On the south side of the tea shed, two people were sitting opposite each other.

The person was slender with a veil on his head, so his face could not be seen clearly.

The other person was a handsome young man with a bamboo flute resting on his arm.

"Walk."

"Where are you going?" The young man was drinking tea and blinked in confusion when he heard the question.

"Isn't there a legacy?"

The girl said in a cold voice: "Grab it, I want to see it too."

"Sister, don't take hearsay seriously."

"What do you know?"

"Zhao Shu must be here. Maybe she has already got the legacy. Go and snatch it from her."

The young man said weakly: "Sister, why do you have such a big conflict with her?"

"What contradiction?"

"She wants to challenge the Sword God. I also want to be the best in the world. Sooner or later, she will be my opponent. What else do you mean?"

Her cold eyes pierced through the gauze curtains: "Will your elbows bend outwards?"

"No, no!" The young man shook his head quickly and said, "But..."

"But I may not be able to beat her."

"If you can't beat him, I still have you."

The boy asked weakly: "Then why doesn't sister just take action directly?"

The girl snorted and asked back, "Then why do we have to ask the mountain keeper before we go to the Five Gods Peak to pay our respects?"

The young man heard this and whispered:
"Sister, let's not fight this time."

"I heard that the third brother chased people all the way south."

"coward!"

The girl said unhappily: "Third Senior Brother is the least tempered, what is there to be afraid of him?"

……

(End of this chapter)