Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 236: The Legend of Immortality ()
The misty autumn smoke is like a screen, Zhurong stands tall and cuts through the blue sky. The peaks open up to Nanyue, and the springs compete to flow into Dongting.

In the early morning of autumn, the mountains are shrouded in fog and smoke.

When the sun rises, Zhurong Peak breaks through the mist, and its top is covered with golden light.

Glancing sideways, the Tianshan Mountains are hidden in thick mist, looking extremely mysterious.

The mountain wind blows and the mist floats.

Occasionally, there is an octagonal pavilion with overhanging eaves on the top of the peak. It was newly renovated more than ten years ago. It stands on a large stone with eight large characters "Nanyue Tianzhu, Jian Zhi Xiaoxiang" inscribed on it.

Because the peak is shaped like a pillar, it is majestic and towering, like a sword in the sky.

Today, the Hengshan Sect’s sword power dominates the world, and its power is even more evident, which makes people sigh from afar.

Climbing up this pavilion, you can overlook the surrounding scenery.

Amid the swaying clouds, you can see a solitary pine tree on Tianshan Mountain and a clear spring.

To the north of Yancheng, the autumn breeze brings a cool breeze.

On the road, sails were waving, carriages were lined up, pedestrians were shouting, and the sound of horses neighing could be heard.

Last night, many people in the martial arts world tossed and turned, unable to sleep due to excitement.

Early this morning, before daylight broke, we headed towards the North City Post Station, covered in morning dew.

Afraid of delaying the event.

Martial Arts in the North and South, Visitors from the Western Regions, and the Grasslands Beyond the Great Wall
The people from all over the world dress differently and have more diverse accents. In addition to watching the fun, when they look towards Mount Chaotian, they always have a sense of pilgrimage.

Especially those who are obsessed with martial arts are even more excited.

With the sound of wheels rumbling, an ordinary horse-drawn carriage was moving along the avenue with the crowd.

The driver held the reins and carefully controlled the speed of the horse.

The journey is not far, but there are many people and cars on the road, and there are also many people with strange tempers.

Inside the carriage, Ji Fenglian lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside curiously.

When she pulled the curtain a little wider, a hand reached out from behind and patted her shoulder, signaling her to be low-key and cautious.

"Brother, all the people from all the major sects are here today, no one will notice us."

Sun Xinzhao frowned when he heard this.

“Don’t be careless.”

"Master once said that Hengzhou Prefecture is a dangerous place, and Yancheng is even more of a forbidden place."

"If this trip didn't broaden your horizons and give you a glimpse into the mysteries, I would never have brought you on this adventure."

Ji Fenglian knew his character, so he didn't refute him and just smiled.

"If Dian Cang Miao Di fights with the Sword God, I'm afraid he won't have the energy to pay attention to other things."

"We arrived here early, hiding in the crowd and watching from afar. After we were done, we immediately fled to Wuling, serving our master while practicing martial arts. After ten or eight years, no one will remember us anymore."

She had a smile in her eyes and was looking forward to such a life.

Sun Xinzhao also showed a look of relief and longing.

However, when he thought about how they were getting closer and closer to the Hengshan forbidden area, his heartstrings immediately tensed up.

Ji Fenglian watched his expression change, and the smile on his face widened.

I just feel that my brother is deeply influenced by our master.

Her mind became more active. She listened to the discussions outside and asked curiously:

"Brother, what do you think the Sword God looks like?"

"Didn't Master show you the portrait?"

Ji Fenglian shook his head: "Those are portraits from 20 years ago. I'm talking about now."

"Will it be that he is so sharp that he looks like a peerless divine weapon, majestic and imposing?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Xinzhao couldn't help but roll his eyes at her.

"have a bee in one's bonnet."

"Master has already said that twenty years ago, the Sword God and Dongfang Bubai had already reached the state of unity between man and nature. Such a master must have returned to his original nature."

"If he didn't show off his martial arts skills, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to see anything at all."

"but."

"This time, Dian Cang Miao Zhi is here to challenge me. The Sword God must show his best style in the world."

"As for what level of martial arts he has reached, that is hard to guess. Anyway, Master said that Dian Cang Miao Di has no chance of winning."

After he finished speaking, he saw that his junior sister was full of curiosity, and gave another warning in a deep voice.

"When we get to the North City Post Station, you must follow my instructions and don't act rashly."

"Under the eyes of such a top master, it is not something you and I can speculate at will."

"Hey, did you hear that?"

Seeing her dazed, Sun Xinzhao kicked her calf.

Ji Fenglian hummed obediently.

Afterwards, she moved closer to her senior brother and shared with him what she had just been thinking.

For example.
Guess what the number one person in the world looks like.

The Sword God, now over forty years old, is completely different from the heroic young man in the portrait.

Should I grow a beard at this time?

Will he reveal the calm demeanor of a leader of a major sect?
Her ideas were so numerous and strange that Sun Xinzhao frowned. He always felt that his master had chosen the wrong disciple.

He is a quiet and silent person.

At this time, I was very annoyed by my junior sister and felt that she was not steady enough.

But he reminded her to lower her voice and responded to her question in a low voice.

After traveling for a while, the carriage became slower and slower.

Glancing outside, I realized that I had arrived at the cliff carvings, close to the North City Post Station.

In the early years, apart from the post station, there were only some vendors doing business here. Except for the people in the city who went hiking together to have fun and pray during festivals, only traveling merchants and individual travelers stopped here, and there was not much flow of people.

Since the rise of the Hengshan Sect, the area around the post station has become prosperous as the place where the sect leader goes into seclusion.

From the very beginning of the construction of the Hengshan Sect's Shenfeng headquarters to this moment, a row of merchants have appeared.

From afar, you can see wine flags waving and tea brands standing in rows.

There is an endless stream of people coming here from all corners of the world, and there is no need to worry about a lack of business.

It is still early today and the people from Kunlun Sect have not arrived yet.

But the restaurants and teahouses near the post station were already full and noisy.

Fortunately, there is a large open space at the foot of the mountain, so there is no need to worry about having a place to stay.

Sun Xinzhao had already instructed the driver.

They didn't go to the restaurant to join in the fun, so as to avoid running into acquaintances they didn't want to meet.

The carriage drove towards the place where there were the most people. If disciples from a large sect came here, they would mostly gather in the inner area.

Sun Xinzhao looked around early in the morning and was very satisfied with where he was.

The brother and sister blended into the crowd, listening without saying anything, slowly waiting for time to pass.

There are more and more people from the underworld under the Tianshan Mountains.

As they watched and listened, they became more and more frightened.

There are more than a dozen sect leaders that they are familiar with.

For example, Bi Zaitian, the leader of the Double Spear Sect in the northern part of the Great Wall, Min Luxian, the leader of the Golden Dragon Whip Sect in the Three Qins, Le Xiufu, the leader of the Mighty Claw Sect near Mount Tai in the Qi and Lu regions, and Jian Jinrong, the owner of the Iron Gate Screw Sword Hall.
Although these are later religions, their leaders each have their own outstanding skills.

The Qingcheng Temple, which rarely goes down the mountain, has attracted three temples: Tingtao Temple, Yaohai Temple, and Zihe Temple.

The three temple masters and their disciples stood at the foot of Mount Tianshan, gazing at the hazy mid-mountain and the cloud-covered peaks. This scene really made many martial artists sigh.

Twenty years later, how is the former number one in the world doing today?
The Jianghu is so secluded that even the temple masters who practice Taoism in seclusion in the mountains are disturbed by the world and their worldly desires are aroused.

"Master Tie Shaobai has also arrived. Who is that person next to him?"

"That's Hai Sinan, the successor of Master Hai from Kaifeng Prefecture, and Tie Shaobai is the disciple of Master Tie. These two seniors were good friends with Master Liu San in the past, and they were the guests of congratulations at the Yancheng event."

A discerning man pointed out: "Bai Yinghuang and Lu Runqing, who are two steps behind them, are the descendants of the two friends from Qujiang. I heard that they were going to visit their friends in Jinling, but because of the matter in Yancheng, they all turned it down."

"These masters have a great connection with the Hengshan Sect. It is said that Dian Cang Miaozhi will be here today. Perhaps the Sword God will reappear in the martial arts world. How can they miss such an occasion?"

When the people around heard this, they all said, "So that's how it is."

Many people had excitement in their eyes.

They are the new generation of Jianghu people. Now they see many people and events related to the Yanchengke back then. It seems that the grand event at this moment is just like that of more than 20 years ago.

If you participate in it now, it will become a legend in twenty years.

"Here they come! The head of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is here too!"

"The headmaster of Hengshan Sect, Yiqing! I heard that she has mastered the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique to perfection!"

"The old leader of the Songshan Sect, Tang Ying'e, is here in person!"

Someone asked: "Where is the Linghu Sect leader of the Huashan Sect? He is one of the most famous sword masters in the world!"

"Hahaha, Sect Leader Linghu's wife is pregnant again, so she naturally can't come here. The leader of the Huashan Sect is Lu Dayou."

"..." As disciples from major sects gradually arrived, especially the large group from the Hengshan Sect, Sun Xinzhao and Ji Fenglian both stepped back.

They watched from afar, and the sound in their ears grew louder and louder.

Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Beggars' Sect, Emei.
"The Kunlun sect's people are finally here!"

There was a commotion among the crowd.

There are two old men in plain clothes with wide sleeves at the front of Kunlun Sect.

Their hair is completely white, without a single strand of black hair, as white as the snow on Kunlun Mountain.

He has white beard and white eyebrows and a kind face.

Having secluded himself in the Kunlun Snow Mountain for many years, he now returned to the world with little dust on his body and no worldly air at all. He looked just like an old immortal who had walked out of the Yuxu Palace.

This kind of character makes many people in the world sigh with emotion.

Back then, these two old men were tough enough to face the sword energy.

but
If you look closely at his eyes, you can easily detect a hidden sharpness.

Behind the head of the sect, Zhen Shanzi, and his junior fellow apprentice Zhen Huazi, there was a young man about 27 or 28 years old.

His dress is similar to that of Zhen Huazi back then.

Dressed in white, with the arrogance of a snow-capped mountain, a sword hanging from his waist, and steady steps.

When he looked at the Tianshan Mountain in front of him, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit and there was no fear at all.

This momentum makes people realize that Yuxu Palace has successors.

"coming!"

"The Dian Cang Divine Sword is from Senior Shang!"

Someone was so excited that he was shaking: "Master Miao Di has come here, are we going to call on the Sword God today?!"

Someone else said in a suppressed excited voice:

“Be patient. Even if Dian Cang Miaozhi takes action, he will probably have to wait until the heir of Kunlun breaks into the sword tomb.”

When Shang Sufeng appeared at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, the two old men from Kunlun Sect also cast their eyes over.

Xuan Chengzi, the heir of Kunlun, looked back at the Dian Cang Sword, then turned his gaze back to Tianshan.

At this time, near the foot of the mountain, a daring person suddenly shouted:

"Hey, hey, hey, kid from Kunlun Sect, you've kept us brothers waiting for a long time. Now that you're here, why don't you quickly climb the mountain and break into the Sword Tomb?"

"Yeah yeah."

"See if you can take back the master's sword."

"Hehe, maybe we should also drop our own sword into the sword tomb. That's how we watched Master Zhen Shanzi drop his sword back then."

When the six old monsters said this, they all grinned and laughed.

Yan Anshun, who was standing by, felt the gazes of the Yuxu Palace disciples. If he hadn't cared about his masters' face, he would have spoken out to stop them.

did not expect.
When Taohuaxian was talking excitedly, he suddenly pointed at him and said to Xuanchengzi:
"I heard that you are going to challenge the Sword God's second disciple. It just so happens that my disciple also wants to challenge."

"If you keep dawdling, he'll climb the mountain before you."

The rest of the Six Immortals also started shouting.

This time, Yan Anshun felt like jumping into a pan of boiling oil and being fried repeatedly.

It would be fine if a bunch of people in the martial arts world looked at me.

Standing at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, three of the four true disciples of Hengshan School looked at him together.

There are also many famous Hengshan masters and their disciples.

All kinds of sharp eyes were scrutinizing him again and again.

In the dark, there were several hidden gazes, all falling on him.

Master, please shut up!
Yan Anshun's scalp was tingling and he wanted to go forward and cover Taohuaxian's mouth.

The geniuses from Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Emei and other major sects also came to watch.

Just when Yan Anshun couldn't stand it anymore, A Fei, the eldest brother among the four great disciples, stepped forward with a smile:
"Junior Brother Xuan Chengzi, all the swords that fell into Yancheng that year are in the sword tomb."

"My master has set a rule that anyone who has defeated a sword here needs to pass through the sword tomb if he wants to retrieve the sword."

"The younger generation of disciples from each sect only need to surpass the mountain guardian and then surpass the disciples of the same generation in Hengshan."

Ah Fei turned serious again:
"but."

"This is a forbidden area of ​​our sect. Do not use weapons recklessly. If the sword is defeated here today, Junior Brother Xuan Chengzi will also be killed in the sword tomb."

Xuan Chengzi simply nodded, obviously understanding the rule.

"Since you want to challenge my junior sister, please climb the mountain."

After hearing this, everyone focused their attention on Xuan Chengzi, who was dressed in white.

If he succeeds today, he will surely become famous.

Xuan Chengzi's courage allowed everyone to see the style of the two Kunlun predecessors facing the sword energy. Hearing the voice, he did not hesitate and bowed to A Fei and the other Hengshan disciples.

"Excuse me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fei, Gu Ji and Luo He looked at Tianshan with solemn expressions.

Then they all reached out their hands and led them to the mountain path.

"please!"

After hearing this invitation, many people in the martial arts world felt their hearts tremble and breathed a sigh of relief.

Their eyes turned to the mountain path again.

Although there are many travelers and tourists on the Five Gods Peak, there are branch roads in the mountain, leading to the Tianshan Sword Tomb and then to the main peak on the upper side peak, all of which are forbidden areas.

On weekdays, there are both Hengshan disciples and mountain guards guarding the place.

No one can get up there except the Hengshan disciples.

Now, this mysterious place shrouded in layers of mist has finally unveiled its secrets.

The mountain road has been repaired and is now wider.

Moreover, there are two newly built pavilions, standing far away in the mountains.

Many of the poems, paintings and inscriptions on it come from Hengshan Villa.

Even the flowers and plants along the road are taken care of by senior members of the other courtyards who are skilled in this art.

Climbing all the way to the top, it feels like you have suddenly entered an elegant world.

In addition, the mountains are shrouded in mist, the autumn wind is blowing, the dew is flowing, and the springs are clear, which makes the artistic conception even more beautiful.

Entering this beautiful place, many people in the martial arts world were surprised, and their piety became stronger.

This is where the contemporary Sword God is in seclusion. The scenery is unique, but nothing strange about it.

suddenly
On the hillside covered by mist and fog, besides the sound of flowing water, the sound of flutes and pipes could be heard.

The melody is quiet and peaceful, harmonizing with the singing of birds in the mountains and the flowing of springs, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Everyone was wondering who was playing the flute and the Xiao.

When I looked up, the fog dissipated, and behind a flat ground, a fork in the road opened up, and the mountain road suddenly became steeper!
Two wooden houses are built on huge rocks, hanging off the cliff, guarding the narrow central road.

The sound of the flute came from the wooden house.

As the crowd approached, the sounds of flutes and pipes stopped.

At this moment
Xuan Chengzi strode up to the flat ground and bowed politely towards the sky.

"Kunlun Sect's Xuan Chengzi has come to pay respect to the mountain."

There was a squeak.

The wooden doors of the two wooden houses opened at the same time, and two men in black, in their thirties or forties, walked out.

These two people are not Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei.

But they inherited the name of their predecessors and became the second generation of guardians of Hengshan Mountain.

Looking at Xuan Chengzi below, the two of them just bowed without much expression on their faces.

"they are?"

A newcomer in the martial arts world asked in a low voice.

Someone immediately responded:

"These two are the current generation of mountain keepers. They have inherited the swordsmanship of the previous generation of mountain keepers and received guidance from the Sword God on Mount Tianshan. Their strength is extraordinary."

"One of them is Sang Daoxiang, the One-Word Electric Sword."

"And the other one is Xin Hongzhong, the Five-Way Divine Sword."

"If Xuan Chengzi doesn't have any strong skills."

"Don't even think about crossing this threshold"

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PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, fellow book lovers!

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