Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 90 Yueyang Three Drunks
I petted the white bear outside the courtyard of Zangjian Pavilion, thinking about meeting Lu Lianrong.

"The worship at the ancestral temple at the end of the New Year broke up unhappily. What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Gonghuo Crow?"

Go straight west from Jiange Pavilion to Qinxuan, and there is a quaint corridor about ten feet long.

The murals on both sides have gone through wind and rain and are no longer bright. With the erosion of time, the colorful colors of the year have long faded, and only the remnants of the prosperity of the sect can be seen.

The green tiles on the roof were arranged neatly, and were colored by a light moss in the humid air. The vines were like a green ribbon. As Zhao Rong walked quickly, the ribbon seemed to move.

Danzhen Pavilion.

The name of the attic comes from: "Indifferent nothingness, true energy comes from it".

This statement is in line with the artistic conception of Hengshan's inner strength, which emphasizes tranquility, indifference, and inaction. However, Lu Lianrong, who lives here, may not understand the good intentions of Hengshan's predecessors when they built this pavilion.

"Senior brother."

Lu Lianrong's two apprentices came up to him. They were both close in age. When they saw Zhao Rong coming from a distance, they looked at him curiously.

Wait for him to approach and greet him politely.

Although Lu Lianrong had nothing to do with his direct senior brother, ordinary disciples like him were unwilling to offend others at will, especially when they heard many rumors about Zhao Rong recently.

"Uncle Master, is he here?" Zhao Rong asked knowingly.

"It's in the back room, please, senior brother." They raised their hands towards Danzhen Pavilion and led Zhao Rong in. They stood at the door, obviously Lu Lianrong had something to say.

The old man in yellow shirt sat cross-legged in front of a low table. On the table was a Hutian kiln blue and white glaze two-eared three-legged incense burner with green smoke curling up.

Behind it is a copybook similar to Huaisu's calligraphy, which reads "You can take shelter in your pure yin, and you can hear good words at night".

The general idea is: the cool shade of the trees can protect you, and you can enjoy the coolness and chat under the trees all day long.

This was originally written by Mr. Hedong to drown his sorrows in wine, but the Crow that stirs up trouble is the least cultured among his uncles.
He seemed to interpret it as "it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree".

Zhao Rong understood the Samadhi, and when he saw Lu Lianrong's yellow eyes, he almost laughed out loud.

"Uncle-master, I wonder why you asked me to come here?" He spoke quickly to avoid being rude and causing others to look down on him.

Lu Lianrong was very straightforward and threw a letter in front of Zhao Rong.

"Look, I originally planned to leave it to Senior Brother, but I heard that you killed a master of the Demon Cult again to make a big show of yourself. I wanted to see how you responded."

He stared at Zhao Rong, looking like he was watching a good show.

According to Lu Lianrong's estimation, the moment the young man in front of him picked up the letter and saw the red cover, he should have looked panicked.

An autographed letter from the leader of the Left Alliance of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

If you have done nothing wrong, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

How could a thoughtful person not know about the tricks of Shajiao Island?
however,
Zhao Rong glanced at it, but there was no change in his face. He took out the letter inside and read it, but there was no change in his expression from beginning to end.

Lu Lianrong thought to himself: "You are quite calm." '

"The demon sect has been causing chaos in various places in Hengzhou Prefecture recently. This disciple is planning to ask Master to write a letter and inform Uncle Zuo."

"The Five Mountains Sword Sect joins forces to fight against the Demon Sect!"

Putting the letter on the table, Zhao Rong said with a smile, "Since the two uncles are coming all the way from Songshan, they can help our sect to eradicate the evil sect's thugs who are going south. The Songshan sect is the leader of the Five Mountains, so the two uncles will never Just ignore it.”

"Isn't it wonderful that Master Zuo is so considerate?"

Lu Lianrong's eyelids twitched.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth and came with no worry on his face, as if he really thought so.

Of course he knew it was an act, and in his heart he felt that the young man in front of him was quite deep, and he had the slightest feeling that he was facing the leader of the Zuo Alliance.

'It's a pity that following Senior Brother Mo, your vision is still a bit narrow. '

He shook his head secretly, Huang Chengcheng's eyes flashed, "It can't be that simple. So many Songshan disciples died, and these two senior brothers are here to ask questions."

"you"

"Uncle Lu," Zhao Rong interrupted him, "Everyone knows that the disciples of Songshan died at the hands of the Demon Cult. If not, how can we still be connected with the Demon Cult?"

Lu Lianrong frowned, "You can only show off your verbal skills now because you are too young. You don't understand the Five Mountains Sword Sect, nor do you understand the rules of the martial arts world."

"I don't even understand the tyranny of the leader of the Zuo Alliance."

"Senior Brother Da Yin Yang Hand Music and Senior Brother Fei from Da Song Yang Hand, these two masters from Songshan came to Hengyang together. With the current wealth of our sect, how can you ask Senior Brother Mo to confront them head-on?"

"No matter how reasonable you are, it's not like people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect are here. How can the Songshan Sect listen to a few words of excuse for their tyrannical behavior in private? It's really stupid."

There is some truth to what Gonghuo Crow said.

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking, Lu Lianrong shrank his neck, looked up and down at Zhao Rong, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Big Brother, your eyesight is not blurred. You have some talent in practicing swordsmanship."

"But a group of people who are addicted to folk arts cannot see through the general trend of the world."

"A quick sword is justified, and if you seek survival and strength, there won't be much romance!"

"Big Brother can't stand the pressure from the two Songshan brothers. If you want to survive, you should go to Wushen Peak and live in seclusion. Don't come down the mountain for ten years."

"Ten years from now, please listen to my advice."

Zhao Rong was speechless, he didn't expect him to say such words.

The Gonghuo Crow has some ideas, but its bones are too soft.

"Uncle Master, if you stand together with Master, even if the Songshan Sect has three uncles, you will have to live with your words." He tried to persuade.

Lu Lianrong smiled disdainfully, "How could I leave knowing it was wrong?"

"Uncle Master lacks some determination."

“If you don’t follow the general trend, what kind of determination do you need?”

Zhao Rong raised his hands and said firmly:
"As long as a person is determined, even if both hands are broken and the sword is held in his mouth, he will still be just as fast. If his energy is exhausted, even if he has both hands, it will be of no use."

Lu Lianrong shook his head, too lazy to speak anymore.

He looked outside the door. Zhao Rong understood, picked up the letter on the table and said goodbye, leaving Danzhen Pavilion.

If Gonghuo Crow can fight for it, Zhao Rong still wants to fight for it.

Judging from the changes in the disciples of the leader's lineage, some of his measures have worked.

If the three meridians are unified, he can fully implement it.

By then, the overall strength of the Hengshan Sect should have been greatly improved.

"The hand of the great Yin and Yang is rich, the hand of the great Songyang is Fei Bin, the one who comes is not good."

Zhao Rong forwarded the letter to Master Mo. After reading it, the old man frowned and said forcefully:

"This place is where the gate of our sect is located. Although the senior brothers of the Songshan sect are powerful, they don't dare to act arrogantly here."

He snorted coldly, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"I will definitely protect you."

Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart and quickly asked the old man to calm down.

Mr. Mo Da is actually very tough. When the head of the Five Sacred Mountains went to Songshan for a meeting, Zuo Lengchan mentioned the merger of the Five Sacred Mountains. Mo Da dared to be the first to stand up and object, but he was manipulated by Zuo Lengchan because of Fei Bin's incident.

At this time, the Songshan Sect has no honest reason, so Mo Tiantian will not be afraid.

Zhao Rong planned with Mo Da again, and even discussed something like "breaking a cup as a sign".

Towards evening, Lu Shilai, who received a letter from Zhao Rongfei Ge, came to pay homage to the mountain.

Zhao Rong met and handed him a simple bamboo slip.

"Elder brother, what is this?" Lu Shilai looked confused.

"Brother Lu,"

Zhao Rong pointed at the bamboo slip and raised his eyebrows, "Wandering north and south in the evening, the sky is green, and the green snake in your sleeve is brave. I entered Yueyang three times without being recognized by the people, and it sang loudly and flew across Dongting Lake."

Just like when Lu Shilai gave him "Xie Lin's Ancient Legacy", there was a wonderful interaction between the two people.

When Lu Shilai heard what he mentioned, he immediately thought: "Is it "Yueyang Three Drunkennesses"?"

"Exactly!"

Lu Shilai asked again: "This is for"

"It's for Master Liu," Zhao Rong said, "I heard that Master Liu is obsessed with music recently. I see that this bamboo tablet music score is very old and has an ancient meaning. It's better for Master Liu to appreciate it."

Lu Shilai was a shrewd man. Not only did he know the elegant meaning of the string, he also thought a lot about it.

"Don't worry, senior brother, someone Lu will definitely deliver it."

"Then I'll trouble you, brother."

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(End of this chapter)