Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 233: The Legend of Immortality (Part )
Looking at the old swordsman from Yanzhao who was walking down the ring with his sword in his arms, there was something meaningful in Zou Songqing's eyes.

He saw a hint of his master in this old swordsman.

It’s just that people are different and their circumstances are different.

Although this person also worked hard and devoted himself to sword-studding for decades, he was never able to reach perfection.

In the world, people like him make up the majority.

While feeling deeply moved, I looked at my own master again and felt that he was even more precious.

just
Zou Songqing's heart became increasingly uneasy, even a little heavy.

Yancheng is just around the corner, and the outcome of this journey is unpredictable.

Over the years, he has collected many rumors and knows what kind of place Yancheng is.

Even though the master is a rare master of the mystical truth in the world, what he has to face this time is a martial arts legend.

however,
The mood of old man Dian Cang was completely different from that of his apprentice. When he set foot in Xiaoxiang again, he felt extremely open-minded.

It was as if the thick fog covering the high cliffs of Moying had dissipated.

After more than 20 years, he finally waited for this moment.

Now that we have arrived at the small town under the jurisdiction of Yancheng, this feeling becomes even stronger.

More and more people and events in the underworld are connected to the person in memory.

The Four True Teachings of Hengshan
This was the second one he had seen.

Old man Dian Cang's gaze was fixed on Luo He on the ring.

The voices of the Six Immortals of Taogu were still echoing below. Luo He on the stage noticed something and looked away from the circles of people below the stage to the eagle-eyed old man leaning on the periphery.

Don't wait for his reaction.

Suddenly, another person flew up!

This man had a high nose, deep eyes, dark skin, and gray, dry hair that fell loosely on his shoulders.

He was wearing a round-necked suit with a padded jacket underneath, a fu hat on his head, a leather belt, and a sword at his waist that was about four feet long.

This attire combined with the appearance and figure, one can tell at a glance that the person is from the Western Regions.

"I am Mohuagula, polite."

As soon as he introduced his name, he bowed and greeted people like the martial artists from the north and south.

Some elderly people around were immediately impressed.

Just like the old swordsman from Yanzhao, the swordsman from the Western Regions before him was also the one who was defeated by the Sword God in one move.

Luo He held the sword and smiled:

"I heard from Uncle Dan Qingsheng that the Turpan wine of the Mohua family is unique."

"Hahaha!"

Mohuagula laughed out loud: "My second brother, Mohuaerche, is a master at brewing wine."

"However, he always felt that exchanging ten barrels of fine wine for Mr. Dan Qingsheng's three sword moves was the most profitable deal."

Luo He knew the reason behind this, so he didn't interrupt him and continued to listen to him.

"The Sword God gave me some advice back then, and I brought some good wine from Turpan this time. I didn't expect to meet you guys here to duel with each other."

Mohuagula added: "I am just an old drunkard who likes swordsmanship."

"Coming to this arena has nothing to do with the marriage competition. I just saw your amazing sword skills and I felt like showing off my skills."

Luo He hesitated slightly when he heard the voice.

Miss Li smiled and said, "Brother Luo, just go ahead and do it. I'm not afraid of any delays here."

No one in the Li family said anything, their eyes wandering between Fourth Senior Brother and their own young lady.

"Please~!"

The call of invitation from Fourth Senior Brother Hengshan immediately drew cheers from the onlookers.

The old swordsman from the Western Regions was more straightforward than the old swordsman from Yan and Zhao. Although he knew some etiquette, he was not proficient in it.

So there was no exchange of words, just drawing the sword.

He held the sword with both hands, and the sword technique he displayed was completely different from Huan Qingxi's Thirteen Swords just now.

It doesn't matter whether it is straight or straight.

He was unstoppable and had an astonishing momentum. When he moved, he was like the rolling yellow sand in the desert, galloping openly and closed, and his moves were extremely powerful.

It was clearly a thin sword, but it slashed with the force of a broadsword!
As soon as he drew his sword, his entire aura changed.

The unkempt old swordsman from the Western Regions actually has such a sharp edge!

However.
This momentum was based solely on passion and fierce strength, not on the achievement of sword power.

Therefore, although the momentum is shocking, it has many flaws.

This broken blossom was infinitely magnified in Luo He's eyes.

He struck out six times in succession, each one faster and more rapid than the last, and all of them hit the vital points of Mohuagula's moves.

Luo He rushed forward and attacked without aiming at his opponent.

With only six swords intersecting, Mohuagula's momentum became weaker and weaker as his true energy collided.

The arc of light was compressed, and the sound of the sword slashing became inaudible.

Just like a butcher cutting up an ox, he forcibly broke the opponent's swordsmanship.

"Don't fight, don't fight!"

Mohuagula on the ring suddenly shouted, his sword was forced close to him, leaving him no room to swing it, and he did not swing the seventh sword.

This feeling of frustration is even stronger than Huan Qingxi's just now.

After all, he has combined all ten styles into one and has already used up all thirteen swords.

"liquor!"

The old swordsman from the Western Regions was like a depressed lion who had failed in a battle for territory, with his hair disheveled as he shouted downwards.

Two men from the Western Regions threw two wine bags over.

Mohuagula took it and threw one to Luo He.

He didn't care whether the other person drank or not, and started drinking himself.

He drank the wine in one breath, and then used all the remaining sword skills he had not yet demonstrated towards the air. Many people in the martial arts world cheered for him.

Although the sword moves were dismantled by the fourth senior brother.

But in the martial arts world, no one can match his swordsmanship or internal strength.

The old swordsman from the Western Regions no longer felt any aggrieved. He laughed heartily, turned over and jumped into the crowd.

Now, everyone believed that he was really itching to do something.

Luo He was slightly stunned. He looked at the wine bag in his hand and didn't expect the other party to be so cool.
"Brother, did you really teach Mohuagula how to use the sword?"

In the elegant pavilion of the inn, the young man shook his head slightly after hearing this:

"It's an old story, how can I remember it clearly?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to admit it, the woman smiled even more: "How could you not remember it? It's obvious that you despise his poor swordsmanship and don't want to admit that you were the one who taught him."

"You have been harsh to your disciples over the years. You are even so harsh to outsiders, even if it's just a few words."

"Brother, you really take good care of your reputation."

The young man couldn't help but laugh, "What do you mean by protecting my reputation? I'm just following the example of my master."

He also commented:

"Mohuagula's swordsmanship was a mess back then. I asked him to simplify it, but I didn't expect him to go down another extreme path."

"but."

"The wine he sent was indeed fine wine."

"When he gets to Hengyang, I'll teach him a few more sword techniques based on his style."

Hearing this, the woman changed the subject and asked:

"Does Xiao Luo have a crush on the girl from the Li family?"

The young man smiled and said, "It's not that I don't care about them, but this is their private matter. They don't want to talk about it, so how can I ask about it?"

"Xiao Luo has sharp eyes and sharp swordsmanship, but his reserved personality seems to be the opposite."

"However, since he can come here to watch the competition, how can you say he has no feelings at all?"

"I remember"

"When the Li family of Songtan Town and the Liu family of Anren sent their younger generation to join the family, it was Xiao Luo who arranged it. He has also known the girl from the Li family for a long time."

The woman complained, "Since you, as a master, know what's going on, you should do your part."

"But here I am drinking and watching a play, enjoying myself."

Before she could finish her next words, someone pinched her face.

She said nothing, but just looked at him with her expressive eyes.

“Why do I need to take action?”

The young man motioned for her to look out the window.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the other side of the arena.

"Fourth Senior Brother!"

Someone shouted, "Uncle Feng and Uncle Xiang were right, Fourth Brother is right here!"

"I heard that Junior Sister Li had arranged a martial arts competition to find a husband. When Senior Brother Four got the news, he immediately rushed to Songtan. I thought it was fake, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother Four was already fighting on the ring!" "We came too late, and we don't know how the competition will turn out."

These sounds are really eye-catching.

Just then, eight or nine people came riding horses. As soon as I saw their clothes and swords, I knew they were sent by Hengshan.

Looking at them, each of them is young and vigorous, and I guess they are the fifteenth generation of Hengshan disciples.

They spoke quite loudly.

The martial artists had originally suspected that there was something fishy going on between the fourth brother and Miss Li, but now they were instantly relieved.

suddenly
A female disciple of Hengshan Sect in her early twenties said loudly:
"Big Brother, Fourth Brother is right here."

When the word "Big Brother" was shouted, the hearts of many people in the martial arts world were warmed.

It’s so lively now!

One of the four true disciples, here comes another one!
Before the woman's voice fell, a light laugh was heard in the distance, followed by the sound of flying and leaping, and a thinly clothed figure landed on the ring.

The man had thick eyebrows, big eyes below them, and thin lips pursed into a line, hanging on his thin face.

He was wearing a cape and had a very bright smile on his face.

At first glance, one can tell that the situation is very different from Luo He's.

Eyes were flying at him from all directions, but he pretended not to see them and only stared at the wine bag in the young man's hand on the ring.

"Senior brother."

Luo He greeted him.

He looked at his fellow disciples who came on horseback and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

I thought my trip to Songtan this time would be quiet.

I didn't expect that there were so many people following me.

This time, the people from the Li family dared not be negligent.

Li Yuanqiong and the elders of the Li family walked in front, leading all the relatives and guests present to come forward to pay their respects.

"Big brother."

"My fellow brothers and sisters."

The Hengshan School disciples also bowed in return. Ah Fei smiled and said:
"We're just here to join in the fun."

"Junior brother, you haven't finished fighting yet, so it's inconvenient for you to drink."

"It won't be too late to drink after you become good people."

"Let me take care of this wine of the Western Region Swordsman for now."

When Miss Li heard what Senior Brother Fei said, her face turned slightly red, but a smile appeared in her eyes.

However, Luo He's mentality became unstable at that moment and he revealed his flaws.

Senior Brother Fei was quick with his sword and hands and had already snatched the wine bag from his hand. This action made many people's eyes dazzled, and when they looked again, the wine was already in Shen Fei's hands.

The sword techniques of the four great sects are different.

If we were to ask who has the fastest sword, it would definitely be this one.

At this moment, the clues can be seen.

"Don't misunderstand, Senior Brother," Li Yuanqiong covered up, "Senior Brother Four is just passing by, not here to challenge."

Ah Fei Jian is quick with his hands and quick with his words.

He immediately said:
"Junior sister, you misunderstood. Tell Uncle that Junior Brother Luo is here to challenge me. He is a famous master in Hengshan and he never lies."

The Li family members were surprised and wanted to interrupt, but they didn't know how to start.

Ah Fei ignored Luo He's expression and said to him in a lowered voice:

"Master Feng asked you to face your heart. Junior brother, since you have something in mind, why should you make mistakes?"

This Master Feng is much more useful than Uncle Xiang.

The four of them were taught their initial introductory sword techniques by Feng Qiaoyun step by step.

From childhood to adulthood, her shadow has always been there.

I also know these four people very well.

Luo He heard this and stopped refutation.

He and Junior Sister Li have been together for a long time and they have a mutual affection for each other.

It’s just that I’m introverted and I kept it in my heart and didn’t look at it directly.

Upon hearing that the Li family was suddenly holding a martial arts competition to recruit a husband, my junior sister agreed and rushed all the way here from Yancheng.

"Brother, please continue to fight. I will not stay on the stage."

Ah Fei looked at him and Li Yuanqiong with a smile, and was about to leave in style with the wine bag in his hand.

right now
Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves from the main road at the entrance of the town to the matchmaking arena.

“Yuyu~!!”

The reins are pulled up and the horse's hooves are on the high platform.

For a moment, the sound of horses neighing, carried by the autumn wind, reached the ears of the people in the world.

Some people in the martial arts world recognized the origins of these people and made way for them.

The visitor did not dare to be arrogant. He dismounted from his horse early and walked slowly, holding the reins.

The people in the martial arts world inside could see their appearance clearly, and knew that Songtan Town would be in a state of chaos today.

The leader was a man of imposing appearance, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in Taoist robes.

Next to him, there were two old Taoist priests with Tai Chi patterns on their bodies.

It was the people from Wudang Sect.

"Which Taoist priest from the Wudang Sect is this?"

Some people who had little experience in the martial arts world only recognized the Tai Chi diagram and did not know the identity of the person who came.

The old man in the arena has sharp eyes:

"That is Wang Ye, the leader of the younger generation of Wudang Sect. Not only is he proficient in Tai Chi swordsmanship, he has also developed a profound inner strength."

"I heard that when Taoist Chongxu was old, he placed all his hopes on him."

The people around were staring at Taoist Wang Ye as he was walking towards the two great masters of Hengshan.

"Two brothers, how are you?"

He bowed.

Ah Fei put down the wine bag and went forward with Luo He to greet them:
"The last time I met Junior Brother Wang Ye was six years ago."

"Brother, it should be seven years ago."

Luo He reminded him, and Ah Fei smiled: "You still remember it clearly."

"Junior Brother Wang has lived in Xuanyue for a long time. I didn't expect that he would suddenly come to Hengzhou Prefecture this time."

Wang Ye said: "I just came back from Liangdu. I heard that something big happened in Yancheng, so I wanted to see the style of Senior Sword God here."

Ah Fei nodded with a smile:

"You came at the right time. It's probably difficult to see Master if you want to."

"This time, he is in Hengzhou Prefecture."

Hearing this, the two old Taoist priests behind Taoist priest Wang Ye waved their dustpans and each showed a hint of sighing.

They were about to continue their discussion.

The sound of horse hooves sounded again behind me!
Wang Ye glanced back and said, "There are many friends who came back from Liangdu together."

Teams of people appeared in front of everyone one after another.

The people who came to watch the show kept making way.

All the big gangs in the martial arts world have come to Hengzhou Prefecture.

The people in the front also got off their horses. Leading the group was a young man with a stern expression and long eyebrows. Next to him was a woman of similar age. Beside the two of them were seven or eight disciples in gorgeous clothes.

"That is the successor of Kongtong Sect's head Bai Hongzi, nicknamed Fei Hongzi. The other woman is his junior sister, named Qi Nuo."

"This is the strongest person among the younger generation of Kongtong Sect."

The people around were talking about the two of them, and someone else shouted:
"Look, someone from the Five Mountains Sword Sect has arrived!"

There was another sound of horse hooves.

This time it was extremely chaotic.

Because before the sound of horse hooves, there was another person shouting in a Western accent:

"Taishan Sect boy, your swordsmanship is amazing!"

"Let's say goodbye today and fight again another day!"

The man was obviously injured. He rushed into the crowd in front of the town and escaped using his Qinggong skills.

Few people paid attention to him, as most of the people in the martial arts world were focusing on the young disciple of Taishan behind him.

This person is Lu Yanxiu, the next generation leader of Taishan Sect.

It is said that after Taoist Master Dong Ling, the founder of Taishan Sect, he was the only one who mastered the Taizong technique of the sect to an extremely high level.

For a time, the top talents from all the major sects gathered at the Songtan marriage-recruiting arena.
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(End of this chapter)