Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 225: The Eagle of the Blue Sky (Twenty-Four)
Autumn rain, autumn rain, half of it is blown away by the west wind.

We walked along the road to Liangdu and entered the east gate.

In the streets and alleys, people holding umbrellas and wearing straw raincoats can be seen everywhere.

As dusk fell in the west, the rain grew heavier, forcing pedestrians to go upstairs to take shelter from the rain. The business of the wine shops and teahouses became more prosperous, and the waiters were so busy running back and forth that their legs became thinner.

The battle that took place at Yuelai Inn two days ago has been described in great detail by Dr. Tea.

After hearing this, the martial artists who had just arrived in Liangdu sighed that they were a step too late.

Speaking of the battle between the two young swordsmen, when a group of martial artists were sighing, several young men and women outside the East City Teahouse all showed strange expressions.

Upon hearing this, the tallest senior brother couldn't help but put down the copy of the engraved text in his hand.

Several of them had swords on their waists, obviously they were also swordsmen.

One of them looked skeptical: "Rumors in the martial arts world are mostly false. If there is such a powerful person in Panzhou, how come we have never heard of him in the past?"

"not necessarily."

Fourth Senior Sister Ni Jingying interrupted him:
"If he can compete with the four great masters, how can he be a mediocre player?"

She continued to teach: "Our sect has been closed for a long time. Although you have made a lot of progress in swordsmanship, you must not forget the advice given by Master before you left the mountain. Don't be a frog in the well."

"Exactly."

Second Senior Brother Bian Anjun said:
"The sword contest at Hengshan Mountain more than 20 years ago made Master and Uncle sigh for a long time."

When he said this, everyone in his group looked at the oldest senior brother.

When the Hengshan Sword Contest took place, only the eldest brother Chi Chenzi was present.

Chi Chenzi nodded slightly: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes during the sword discussion in Yancheng, Master Jinding would never have thought that the Sword God could combine the two sword techniques of our sect into one in such a short time and reproduce the art of the ancestor."

"The lost path of our sect's Yin-Yang Sword is now open."

"The learning of our predecessors took years to complete, and it is difficult to make up for the omissions. We were like frogs in the well back then, and only after we went to Yancheng did we realize how magical it is."

After Chi Chenzi finished speaking, he added lightly:

"With this precedent, it wouldn't be surprising if there were unparalleled geniuses in the market or the countryside, not to mention the many hermits in the mountains and rivers of Yunnan and Guizhou."

"This little Dongfang fairy must also be a disciple of a master."

He smiled gently: "We saw this amazing inscription as soon as we entered the city. You don't think there are no masters in Yunnan and Guizhou, do you?"

Several people nodded in agreement with the eldest brother.

The fourth sister couldn't help but say:

"Senior Brother Gu from the Hengshan Sect and Little Immortal Dongfang want to ask about the secrets of the sword Dian Cang. Senior Brother should find an opportunity to take action and show off the exquisiteness of my Emei swordsmanship."

Chi Chenzi showed a longing look, but just smiled slightly and did not respond to his junior sister's words.

Several people knew that the eldest brother's personality was very similar to that of Sect Leader Jin Guang.

So I didn't give much advice.

Chi Chenzi said seriously:
"I came down the mountain this time on the orders of my master, and now I have obtained the Panzhou Relics, which is an unexpected surprise."

"We can't stay in Liangdu for too long. We have to go to Hengyang as soon as possible."

Ni Jingying said, "Brother, you are wrong. It is so difficult to go to Hengshan to worship the Sword God. He is like a dragon that is hard to find. Even if you go to Hengyang early, you may not be able to see him."

"If you leave a letter in Yancheng, you won't get a timely reply and will have to wait patiently inside the gate."

"Since Senior Brother Gu is here, why don't we contact him, tell him the reason, and go to Hengyang together."

"It will probably be easier to pay respect to the Sword God in this way."

Chi Chenzi thought it made sense when he heard it.

At that moment, everyone from the Emei Sect listened to the story in the tea shed for a while, drank the tea, packed up and went towards Huixian Tower.

To the west of Liangdu, it is close to the former site of the Zangke Kingdom.

More than ten years ago, the number of members of the Blackwood Cliff sect declined sharply, the Shaolin Temple's attempt to save the demons failed, and the martial arts world was in turmoil.

Some warriors from the Central Plains went south across Xiaoxiang and entered Yunnan and Guizhou.

This is how Huixian Tower came into being.

The martial arts trend in the martial arts world has been strong recently, and its influence is everywhere.

In response to this trend, Huixian Tower renovated the bell tower for martial artists to exchange ideas and discuss skills. It also had a terrace on top, and gradually became a place for discussing martial arts and arguing for fights.

Therefore, there are often people from the martial arts world in the building who come to taste wine, watch plays, and comment on their skills, which is a unique experience.

Over the past decade, its reputation in Yunnan and Guizhou has grown.

However, the people who challenged to a fight on the Zhongge Terrace were mostly minor celebrities.

In the eyes of the top sects, it is just a small fight.

But this time, not only are there four true teachings, but the secrets of the martial arts world are also involved!
The name of Huixian Tower instantly became famous in Yunnan and Guizhou.

Warriors from all over the world gathered here.

Wind and rain met in Liangdu, and the cold soaked the city streets, but it could not stop the enthusiasm of the people of Wulin.

It was the fourth day since Wei Zizai died in Yuelai Inn.

On this day, the huge Huixian Tower was packed with people early on.

Looking around, the bell tower terrace in the center was filled with people, not to mention the seats for drinking tea, even the fenced corridors were filled with people.

The screens of the folk artists in the building had been removed long ago, and the actors' stage in the courtyard had been dismantled. The swords, guns, sticks and clubs that were set up to expand the martial arts atmosphere were no longer shown and were all moved back to the warehouse.

In this way, there will be room for more people from the underworld to come up to the building and take charge.

Several heads of Huixianlou all came out and started working with the managers.

They also have many connections in Yunnan and Guizhou.

Stay in touch with nearby denominations.

But the standard of today's swordplay was so high that it really made them feel a little tingling and out of control.

These people are all famous in the world.

The bell tower below the terrace is naturally occupied by important figures.

They are either the core of a local clan, a major sect, or a well-known wanderer in the martial arts world.

For example, the leader of Yiqing Kuaijian Sect, the leader of Fugu Sect, the leader of Hongsha Sect, the leader of Liangdu Chuncan Sect, the leader of Dali Yingzhua Sect, the leader of Youlong Sect, the leader of Jinshe Family, and the leader of Baihua Fist Sect.
With a quick glance, each of them is a rising star.

It is rare to see one of them on a normal day.

If you throw a stone at the bell tower today, it might hit a hot-tempered leader.

Most of these people operate in Yunnan and Guizhou. Due to various conflicts of interest among them, some are friendly to each other, while others have deep conflicts with each other.

There is also a distinction between good and evil sects.

The only difference is that it was twenty years ago. Back then, the Sun Moon Sect was a demonic sect that acted cruelly and ruthlessly, and all decent people wanted to kill them.

The Demon Sect is more low-key nowadays. Although it is also alienated by the righteous sect, it has not reached the point of fighting and killing on the first encounter.

However, at this time in Huixian Tower, most of the conflicting leaders were able to control their emotions.

Of course, those who have hot tempers and dislike each other have already had several big fights on the terrace.

Those who were not tough enough were carried away on door panels.

The second floor of the bell tower.

Sitting at a table in the center, Zou Songqing was drinking tea while looking at the boy and girl opposite him.

The enemy that Lan Shu mentioned was a little different from what he imagined.

They look about the same age as Lan Shu.

Although their temperaments are different, that kind of spirit and energy is really not something that ordinary people can possess.

Then think about Lan Shu's evaluation of them.
I racked my brains for a while, but I couldn't figure out which force in Gusu it belonged to.

But strangely enough,
Lan Shu said he was a "tough opponent".

When the opponents met, no conflict broke out.

What puzzled Zou Songqing even more was that.
When they met, the boy who was tasting the pastries mentioned to Lan Shu a young man they met on the road.

After that, they never mentioned the "fight" again.

Zou Songqing is a simple, honest and kind person. Although he is curious, he will not ask any further questions.

Just think of it as a joke between kids.

When he heard the sound of a bell in Huixian Tower, his eyes, like everyone else's, flew towards the high terrace.

"Boom~!"

Dark clouds covered the Liangdu, and an autumn thunder suddenly sounded in the wind and rain.

On the left side of the terrace of Huixian Tower, the white beard of old man Dian Cang fluttered in the wind, but his pair of sharp eagle eyes could stop the autumn wind, staring intently at the third senior brother Hengshan opposite him.

A figure in white stood beside the two of them.

Dongfang Xiaoxian stood on the roof of Huixian Building with a sword in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other, looking at the two people on the terrace.

Among these three people, one is Miao Zhi, an older generation martial arts master who is the pillar of Dali martial arts and a top master in the martial arts world.

One of them is a disciple of the Sword God, one of the four true disciples of Hengshan who are famous in the martial arts world.

The master of the other person is unknown, but he is a hermit from Panzhou who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and has superb swordsmanship.

One old and two young, a genius from the martial arts world asked Lao Miao Di for sword skills.

The three men did not need to draw their swords, just standing in the open air was a spectacle. Ask yourself, how many times can you see this in your lifetime?

Martial artists from the north and south who came here because of his reputation, as well as all the sect leaders, all felt their heartbeats quicken at the moment when the third senior brother raised his sword towards old man Dian Cang!

That is the secret of the martial arts world!
It takes great courage and bravery to challenge such a great person!

It is worthy of being one of the four true disciples.

"Senior Business"

Gu Ji greeted him with his sword in his arms. Although he was a disciple of the Sword God, he had to respect the master of Miao Di.

One’s own master is the first truth.

This title has a special meaning even in Gu Ji's heart.

Likewise, this was also his first time facing a master of Miaodi outside of the Hengshan School.

Seeing his sword intent surge, old man Dian Cang couldn't help but sigh with a smile:
"This time when I came down the mountain, I was going straight to Hengyang to ask the Sword God for advice."

"I didn't expect to meet the Sword God's disciple first."

He suddenly looked serious, his eagle eyes were so sharp that people dared not look directly at him.

"Since you have inherited the true teachings of the Sword God, I will not hold back."

Gu Ji said:
"I am only a 15th generation disciple of Hengshan, and I am not capable of representing my master. But my master always said that one should be determined to make progress in the art of swordsmanship, learn more and practice more. Today, I am taking the liberty of challenging you with my knowledge, please don't blame me, senior."

As he spoke, he slowly drew his sword from its sheath.

There are so many people from the martial arts world in Huixian Tower, but at this moment it is completely silent.

Not only the conversation between the two, but even the sound of Gu Ji drawing his sword was clearly audible.

Old man Dian Cang did not draw his sword, which was a courtesy from an elder to a younger generation.

But he also put one hand on the hilt of the sword, which showed how seriously he took it.

Although he is a master of Miaozhi, he cannot be too complacent because his opponent's sword is so fierce.

In swordplay, victory or defeat ultimately depends not on reputation but on the sword.

Gu Ji draws his sword until the end.
Suddenly, I heard a whistling sound of wind!
This was the autumn wind from Liangdu, rushing into the open air for swordplay and making the iron horses jingle under the corridor of Huixian Tower!

Bringing wind and rain!

Gu Ji was waiting for this moment. He was fighting against Miao Di. If he wanted to win, he had to display every detail of his swordsmanship to the utmost.

In an instant, his whole body was filled with sword intent.

Concentrate all your energy on the sword!

The mind passes through the sword path and the sword wind circles back.

As he made a move with his sword, a sharp sound of sword was heard, drowning out the sound of iron horses.

Gu Ji's sword whistled in the autumn wind of Liangdu. The coldness of his sword intent was far greater than the bleakness of autumn. If this sword attacked, those with weak wills would probably be directly shocked by his sword intent and killed with one blow!
At the moment the sword rang, old man Dian Cang moved.

At this moment, all the people in the martial arts world, even the old scholar who was watching the battle outside the bell tower, showed strange expressions.

Weird! So weird!
No sound!

Old man Dian Cang clearly drew his sword quickly, but no sound could be heard.

There was no noise like Gu Ji, and it was terrifyingly dead silent.

However, in that silence, the old man's eagle eyes were extremely sharp!

In the dead silence, anyone who looked at him felt like they were the prey in the claws of a hawk.

The trend of goshawk!

This is a mighty and ferocious sword force. As old man Dian Cang wields his long sword, all his sword moves are for attacking and killing.

Gu Ji's sword intent became even stronger in the wind.

However, his opponent was an eagle that was not afraid of the storm.

Gu Ji held back his sword intent and leapt forward with such a mighty sword move that it was blocked silently by old man Dian Cang!
The bystanders only felt a flash before their eyes, and then the tips of the two swords touched each other.

Feeling the huge force transmitted from the tip of the sword, Gu Ji's expression changed.

Visible to the naked eye
After old man Dian Cang took half a step forward, Gu Ji's long sword suddenly bent.

"Diliuliu"

After bending, Gu Ji flew away, his sword trembled, and then there was a loud sound.

He was leaping.

A burst of fire energy came along the sword, but fortunately he had the extremely strong internal energy of Yang in his body, which instantly restrained the fire energy and prevented it from causing trouble in his tendons and veins.

Seeing that he moved without any hindrance, old man Dian Cang secretly praised him for his great internal strength.

As soon as Gu Ji accepted the attack, he felt the pressure from this master of the martial arts world.

That's not just about skill.

But every moment the opponent draws his sword, you will be restrained and uncomfortable.

The onlookers could only see the dangerous moves of the Goshawk, but were unaware of the various silent constraints. If they missed the slightest mistake, they would be defeated by the old man's sword immediately.

This is how the great master of the secret is testing a flawed soul with a flawless one.

Gu Jiduo has experience fighting against masters of Miao Di.

He knew he couldn't give up the offensive.

So he leaped forward and injected his extreme Yang internal energy into the sword.

On the terrace, Gu Ji's sword emitted a layer of brilliant light.

but
The fire on old man Dian Cang’s sword became even more intense!

Gu Ji launched eighteen sword strikes in a row. These eighteen sword strikes were all the essence of swordplay and all pointed at vital points, but old man Dian Cang had no flaws.

His swordsmanship seemed exquisite.

But after eighteen swords, as he exchanged swords with old man Dian Cang, the sword light became increasingly dispersed.

His sword intent was about to break down.

Old man Dian Cang pierced Hui Feng with his sword, and Gu Ji's sword was deflected. He turned his head to dodge, and a tuft of his hair was cut off.

At the critical moment, he was about to become the prey of the hawk.

At this moment
Suddenly a voice sounded in my ears.

In an instant, Gu Ji's eyes widened.

The moment he came back to his senses, he seemed to forget all his sword moves and was completely immersed in the sword intent.

A strong wind started to blow again in Liangdu, and Gu Ji's sword moves changed.

He controlled the sword intent and wielded the sword. This sword intent, carrying the misty feeling of the rain and fog of Hengshan Mountain, matched the elusive sword technique of the Dian Cang School.

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Gu Ji twisted his sword and moved around several times, allowing Shang Sufeng to vaguely see the figure of Mo Yun Thirty-Sixth Division.

But that was clearly the Hengshan sword technique!
The erratic sword intent faced the might of the Goshawk. With Gu Ji's focused sword intent, he was able to withstand Shang Sufeng's swordsmanship for a while.

In Huixian Tower, many martial artists changed their expressions!

The sword light on the terrace was dazzling, and the old man Dian Cang's silent killing swordsmanship carried the power of an eagle. The sword shadows were truly terrifying!
Under this sword force, the third senior brother of Hengshan was in a precarious situation.

It seemed like he would be defeated at any moment, but he kept using his sword intent to wield the sword and held on.

It is like a hawk in a violent storm, trying to catch a bird, but the bird persists, relying on the storm, floating around.

Shang Sufeng was amazed.

He noticed Gu Ji's strange state.

For a moment, Yi Moyun fed him the ninety-ninth move of thirty-six moves.

When it came to the 100th move, the old man Dian Cang's sword power suddenly changed!

The spectators around exclaimed!

Some people even rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.

Shang Sufeng's sword disappeared!

Even the sword shadow can't be seen!

"Shadowless Divine Sword!"

"That's the Dian Cang Sect's Shadowless Divine Sword!"

Some old men in the underworld shouted!

This invisible and powerful sword technique is elusive to the extreme, and it also expounds the Dian Cang School to the extreme.

And under the momentum of the goshawk, the killing was fierce!
This is the profound learning!
Under the spark of fire, Gu Ji's sword intent shattered in an instant, and the sword wind was pierced by another sword.

He stopped all movement.

The old man Dian Cang's sword hovered in front of his throat, and then the fire on the sword disappeared and he took the sword back.

Shang Sufeng stroked his beard.

He looked at his third senior brother from Hengshan, his eagle eyes thoughtful.

Muttered: "The 100th move"

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(End of this chapter)