Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 40

Liu Zhengfeng stretched out his hand to support Mo Yuan, and said with a smile: "Nephew, you don't need to be polite, the old man just can't sleep, you came just in time, it's also a great pleasure to accompany the old man to play the flute and talk about swords."

"Ha, I hope Uncle Master will forgive me, the disciple has no understanding of rhythm, but I can't accompany Uncle Master anymore." Mo Yuan said.

"That's a pity."

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head, and said: "I originally thought that my nephew's swordsmanship is so strong that he must master Huashan's Xiyi swordsmanship, but now it seems that I am wrong."

Xiyi swordsmanship is also the first-class swordsmanship of Huashan. It is a swordsmanship that is connected with the rhythm. The big sound is like the sound, and the elephant is invisible. It can be said that he took his life without noticing, which is very powerful.

It's a pity that this kind of kung fu requires a very profound attainment of rhythm. Mo Yuan practiced kung fu and sword all day long, and he also had to read and write. There is no kung fu to learn rhythm. Among the many sword skills in Huashan, Mo Yuan is the only one who knows this one.

It's not just him, even Yue Buqun only has a superficial understanding of this sword technique.

However, Mo Yuan's late-night visit was not to chat with Liu Zhengfeng about flute and sword dancing, he had something important to do.

He took a step forward and said with a solemn expression: "Uncle Liu, the disciple came to visit late at night, and I really have something important to discuss with my uncle."

"Tian Boguang was killed by his nephew, with his nephew's martial arts, is there anything else you want to tell me?" Liu Zhengfeng asked indifferently, rubbing the jade flute in his hand.

With the eyesight of a person like Liu Zhengfeng, how could he fail to see that Mo Yuan, with all his skills, might have already got through Ren Du and became one of the top masters in the Jianghu.In the entire Hengshan City right now, Mo Yuan is probably the strongest in martial arts.

"Uncle, I must inform you about this matter." Mo Yuan stared closely at Liu Zhengfeng's eyes, and said: "The disciple found the whereabouts of Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect, in Huiyan Tower and Liu's Mansion today!"

Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Cult!
Hearing this name, Liu Zhengfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands tightly grasped the jade flute, his veins were exposed. It was obvious that the news shocked him extremely.

He took a deep breath, and then looked at Mo Yuandao: "Mr. Nephew Mo came here late at night to tell me about this. I don't know what his intention is. If he wants to eradicate the Demon Sect monsters, call Tianmen Senior Brother and Divine Monk Dingyi, let us discuss together."

Still pretending...

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng's pretended calm demeanor, Mo Yuan secretly laughed, and he said: "Master Liu, why should you pretend that you don't know, that Miss Qu Feiyan Qu, going in and out of your mansion is like entering no one's land, it's obvious that she has a lot to do with your mansion , as far as my disciples know, she is Qu Yang's granddaughter."

Snapped!
The jade flute in Liu Zhengfeng's hand suddenly lost his grip and fell to the ground. Visible to the naked eye, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

He stared at Mo Yuan in a daze, and after being silent for a long time, he smiled wryly: "I never thought that the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference that I, Liu Zhengfeng, put together with all my heart, would be seen through by a junior before the time came. When Brother Qu Yang told me how amazing you were last time, I didn't quite believe it, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would fall into your hands."

Speaking of this, he looked solemn, and said: "Yes, as you can see, I and Brother Qu Yang are inseparable. If you want to kill me, let your horse come here!"

There is no balance between good and evil, and there is a bloody feud between the devil's religion and the heroes of the righteous way, and they are irreconcilable.

Mo Yuan killed several top-notch experts in a row today, and Liu Zhengfeng believed that he was definitely not Mo Yuan's opponent. He said these words, and he really had the intention of dying under Mo Yuan's hands.

"Uncle Liu, don't worry. If I wanted to kill you, I would do it in the daytime. Why wait until now to find you?" Mo Yuan laughed.

"Then what do you mean?" Liu Zhengfeng asked a little puzzled.

"The left leader of the Songshan faction has always wanted to merge with the Wuyue Sword faction. What I can find out by myself, the Songshan faction is huge, so it may not be impossible for him to discover. Until today, the Songshan faction has never come to the door. Doesn't Martial Uncle Liu feel strange?"

Liu Zhengfeng frowned, and said, "What do you mean, that the Songshan faction will take advantage of this to make trouble at the Golden Pen Washing Hands Conference and put me to death?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Mo Yuan snorted lightly, and said: "Leader Zuo is ruthless, even a young man like me would send someone to ambushe him, let alone you, uncle, with your strong martial arts skills, they will have nothing to do with you at that time. I'm going to threaten your family."

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang had a deep friendship, and Qu Yang had personally seen the scene where Le Hou ambushed and killed Mo Yuan, so naturally he would not hide it from Liu Zhengfeng.

Zuo Lengchan and Liu Zhengfeng belong to the same generation. After dealing with each other for decades, Liu Zhengfeng knows exactly what kind of temperament Zuo Lengchan is. It is inevitable that his family members threaten him.

Liu Zhengfeng suddenly asked: "Why did you help me?"

Mo Yuan smiled brilliantly, showing his white teeth, and said, "I'm not helping Master Liu, I'm helping Huashan. He uses the name of Wuyue Sword Sect to bully the other sects, so there's no need for him to exist. This disciple wants to lead the Huashan Sect to withdraw from the Five Sacred Sword Sect!"

Quit the Five Sacred Sword Sect!
After saying this sentence, Liu Zhengfeng's expression changed drastically, and he said, "Did your master tell you to say this?"

"It's not my master, it's my own decision. My master and other old people will definitely not object. Uncle Liu, you don't have to worry about my business. You should think about the two-day golden basin handwashing meeting. What should you do?" Bar."

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and left. He was here to remind Liu Zhengfeng, and the goal was achieved, so what Liu Zhengfeng did was none of Mo Yuan's business.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of July, the day of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference.

Early in the morning, the entire Liu family was busy, and there were as many as five or six hundred visitors who arrived that day alone. In addition to the heroes from the rivers and lakes who arrived earlier, as well as the disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, At least a thousand heroes from the rivers and lakes gathered in the Liu Mansion.

Those well-known heroes of the rivers and lakes were all led into the main hall by the disciples of Liu's mansion, while the rest of the heroes of the rivers and lakes were in the courtyard. All the famous masters from the border of the two lakes came in person, and some dubious people were even mixed in.

The servants of the Liu Mansion were busy in and out, and set up more than 200 tables, all of which were full.At noon, there were suddenly two bangs of guns outside Liu's residence, followed by the sound of drums and gongs.

When the group of heroes were surprised, Liu Zhengfeng hurried out wearing a brand-new familiar robe, and within a short while, he was seen walking in with a group of officials.

This group of officials were all dressed in flying fish suits, with embroidered spring knives hanging from their waists, they were majestic and majestic, and the leader was a eunuch in his forties, wearing a red official uniform, looking domineering.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Jin Yiwei!"

There are more than a thousand people in Liu's house, and there is no one gasping for breath...

(End of this chapter)