Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 51: First Personal Instruction
Zhao Rong couldn't help but be startled when he heard the sound.

Then he raised his head in surprise and met a pair of muddy but energetic eyes.

The old man suppressed his smile, and there was a look of expectation on his slender face, but he didn't mean to be joking at all.

Mo Da is serious!

His heartbeat suddenly quickened.
Yes, yes, Zhao Rong has ten thousand wishes in his heart.

Becoming a disciple of Mo Da is definitely the most correct choice to enter the Hengshan Sect, and it is also extremely suitable for him.

Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan School has the best swordsmanship, the least trouble, and is also a very wise elder.

I heard that Mo Da had no apprentices for many years. The total number of inner and outer disciples under his sect did not exceed fifty, and there were even fewer who stayed in the sect.

Although he is the head of the sect and the number one master in Hengshan, he is elusive, wanders outside the area and rarely cares about the affairs within the sect.

This resulted in the overall strength of the leader's family being overtaken by Liu Sanye's family.

But do factional forces need to care?

They have all been penetrated by others.

In short, it is the store at the end of Wuyue Crane, Mr. and Mrs. Biaoyue's shop.

The ants in Songshan laughed twice when they saw it.

Zhao Rong cursed in his heart.

Now, he only has one concern.

"Senior, that Liu..."

He opened his mouth to mention the trouble between Liu Sanye and himself, but before he was halfway through his words, Mo Da raised a hand to interrupt him.

"You don't need to worry about my junior brother. You have never met each other, let alone become his disciple. How can you talk about etiquette? Although he cares about you, he sent Xiang Danian to investigate you."

"but,"

"The more outstanding you are, the more depressed and hesitant he becomes. Then Lu Shilai becomes anxious for his master. He only asks for a deadline every time. He is obviously an excellent seedling. Why hasn't he been admitted to the door?"

Mo mostly said with a hint of ridicule, "It's just because I have a ghost in my heart, I'm afraid of being delayed and hurting you. I don't want to give up my talents, and I'm entangled in pain, which makes me extremely funny."

"If my master crawls out of the coffin, I will slap him twice to relieve his anger."

Mo Da humiliated Dou without any mercy, and sneered twice, hating that he would not fight.

When the old man got angry, Zhao Rong only said a few words, otherwise it would be bad for the fish in the pond.

After Mo Da turned his eyes, he quickly changed his face and revealed a friendly smile.

"I have not had any disciples for more than ten years. I don't know where it came from some time ago that Mo Da's newly recruited young disciples were fighting against the bandits of the Haisha Gang in the pond. It was so strange that even I didn't know about it."

When the Dongchuang incident happened, Zhao Rong laughed awkwardly, coughed continuously, and looked extremely weak.

Mo laughed and looked at him with admiration.

"If others ask, just say that I have saved your life and asked you to become a disciple. You cannot disobey."

"I'll go to Junior Brother Liu's place. He must be very happy. He knows that the Liu Mansion is not a good home for you."

"How about it, good boy, do you want to become my teacher?"

All aspects have been considered.

Zhao Rong was moved in his heart. Everyone would like to be noticed and valued. As the leader of the Hengshan Sect, Mr. Mo Da showed full respect to a young man like him.

Of course he was willing to become a disciple of such a kind and wise elder.

Zhao Rong bowed his head without hesitation.

"Master!"

Mr. Mo Da laughed loudly, stroking his silver-white beard with a happy face. He happily accepted Zhao Rong's three slaps on the head. Knowing that he was injured, he hurriedly helped him sit down on a place with thick bamboo leaves.

"Good disciple, from now on you will be my master's direct disciple."

"When we return to Hengyang, I will call all my disciples back to the mountain and let them get to know you."

"Everything must be obeyed by Master."

Zhao Rong was determined and extremely excited, feeling that he had someone to rely on.

At least in Hengzhou Prefecture, his status in the world has definitely risen to the top, which is different from the same.

This is a "personal disciple", not an inner disciple!
Lao Lu said that the head of the family had direct disciples in the early years, but they died in infancy, and there has been no direct disciples since.

Zhao Rong suddenly became the only direct descendant.

Under Mo Da, he is the first person in the lineage of the headmaster, and naturally becomes the first-line successor to the sect. If the headmaster's direct disciple is promoted to a higher level, he will become the headmaster's eldest brother, locking in the identity of the next generation of the headmaster.

Among the fourteenth generation of the Hengshan sect and the second generation of contemporary disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains, he was of the same generation as Linghu Chong. That Huashan second-fifth generation, the very old Lao Denuo, had to address him as Senior Brother Zhao respectfully.

no way.
Mo Da is the leader, and his direct disciple's seniority has nothing to do with age, and everything goes up with the tide.

He needs to start from a young age when it comes to paying homage to Master Liu San.

Now go ahead and make it bigger and stronger.

Zhao Rong was happy in his heart, and naturally he would be happy if he was older.

"Look at your unstable breath, and you slapped that Songshan disciple again. You must feel uncomfortable now."

"Yes."

"Those people's palms are full of powerful force, and the heat inside them can rush into the meridians and burn the lungs if one is not careful." Zhao Rong gave a general description and then said, "Their palm techniques are similar, some are strong and some are weak. I don't know which specific martial arts they are."

Mo Dapan sat down and put Hu Qin aside, obviously preparing to use Qigong to heal his injuries.

"The yin is inside and the yang is outside. That is the great yin and yang hand of Songshan Mountain."

Mo Da replied casually: "But the juniors haven't practiced well enough. If their master Lehou attacks with one yin and one yang in his hands, it will be difficult to deal with it."

"The palm moves of these Songshan disciples are mediocre and they don't have many skills. It just so happens that you are also straight-forward and only use your internal strength to fight fiercely. They will definitely suffer a loss against you with only their palm skills. But if you meet a master, you are so straight-forward. His reckless methods may even touch someone’s sleeve.”

"And his swordsmanship is really eye-catching." Mo Da laughed, "How can this be a disciple of the Five Mountains?"

"I haven't even practiced basic swordsmanship for a month." Zhao Rong complained.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"The master of swordsmanship has his own way. When you return to Hengyang, I will take you to the Five Gods Peak to practice swordsmanship."

"It's lime, it's flying needles, and it's chopping bamboo. It's really full of tricks. Your fighting talent is quite similar to that of my ancestors who performed tricks in Hengshan. No wonder I can't help but want to steal my apprentice."

"Master, this doesn't sound like a good thing."

Mo laughed for a moment, then put away his teasing expression, "Come, let me heal your wounds first."

He just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect Zhao Rong to refuse decisively.

"Songshan has sent so many people, and it is very likely that there will be senior masters accompanying me. If master uses up his inner strength to heal my wounds, then the masters from Songshan will show up, and I will have to do it for you."

"My disciple's injury is not serious. You can adjust your breathing on your own."

After a second thought, it makes sense.

"If you have a delicate mind, then my master will help you conquer the formation."

"Don't worry about the inn. The Songshan forces can't make a single attack, so they have to withdraw from Le'an. The people in Changrui should be fine. Just recover with peace of mind, don't damage the foundation."

Zhao Rong nodded and said "I understand."

Mo Da dragged away the body of the man in black, turned around and hid it in the darkness.

Zhao Rong's mood was really like riding a roller coaster.

This was originally a murderous and dangerous situation, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise in the end.

Liu Sanye is also quite fragrant.

But with Mr. Mo Da as a teacher, I can only say sorry to Mr. San.

No matter which angle he considered, Zhao Rong would choose Mo Da, unless he really loved Guang Ling San.

Mr. Mo Da pointed out the secret of internal strength in person, which was equivalent to eliminating the last worries in his heart. Otherwise, cross-examination would be really troublesome.

This time, with a world-class master guarding him, Zhao Rong felt at peace and couldn't help but lower the curtain to guard his body and balance his inner energy.

Eighty percent of his internal energy was depleted, and he continued to fight against Songshan disciples, causing blood and energy to surge throughout his body. In addition, he was injured by a palm, and even if his inner strength and mental skills were among the best, he could never expect to recover as before in a short period of time.

At dawn the next day, he moved to another place to continue healing.

It was not until the third night that Zhao Rong walked out of the bamboo forest.

He was in the light, and the master was in the dark, so he was on guard against Songshan.

When I returned to Yuelai Inn, I saw nothing but gloom and gloom.

even
I also heard the cry of Xingdao Temple in the distance.

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