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However, since Yue Buqun invited him to Hengshan for a visit, it wouldn't be right for him to leave immediately. Staying for a couple more days would be a way to give an explanation.

Just as they arrived near the training ground, a clear voice suddenly rang in their ears: "I heard that Junior Brother's swordsmanship is superb, and Senior Sister would like to learn from you."

Li Mu took a deep breath. After winning two games in a row yesterday, people started to challenge him.

He turned his head toward the sound and saw a nun of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old walking toward him. She was dressed in a gray robe, her face was clean and her cheeks were slightly dimpled. She was smiling at him.

Behind her was a group of chattering young nuns. Yilin and Zheng'e were also in the crowd, looking this way while excitedly discussing something.

Li Mu knew that this fight was unavoidable.

Following the procedure, the two exchanged names. Li Mu was slightly surprised when she introduced herself as Yi Qing.

Yesterday at noon in the dining hall, he learned from Yi Yun that the senior disciple of Hengshan was named Yi Qing. He never expected that this person would come in person today.

That's true. After all, this is Hengshan's territory, and we can't tarnish the reputation of the Hengshan Sect.

The two exchanged greetings. Knowing that Yi Qing was the eldest disciple of Hengshan, Li Mu knew that she would not make the first move, so he used the opening move of Huashan's introductory sword technique, "White Clouds Emerging from the Peak," which was ethereal and elusive.

Yi Qing moved swiftly, like a swallow, and unleashed the move "As Beautiful as Flowers in Brocade," her sword flashing brilliantly, like a poem or a painting, as she parried Li Mu's sword strike.

Li Mu smiled faintly, lightly gathered his inner strength, and soared into the air. With a move called "Heavenly River Hanging Upside Down," his sword momentum surged like rolling waves, creating a powerful and continuous attack.

Yi Qing remained completely calm. With a light tap of her toes, she suddenly spun around, her sleeves fluttering lightly in the air, as if trying to deflect Li Mu's continuous sword strikes. Her wrists flicked, and the sword followed her movements, gradually spinning faster and faster. Her clothes fluttered, making her look like a fairy on water, even swirling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

A group of young nuns nearby watched with fascination, letting out a series of clear exclamations.

"A celestial maiden scatters flowers..."

"The eldest sister used the 'Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers' technique..."

"Senior Sister has mastered the ultimate move of the Myriad Flowers Sword Technique, 'Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers'."

Li Mu was full of praise, the Hengshan sword technique was truly remarkable, and the Five Sacred Mountains sword sects really did each have their own signature skills.

It seems that Yi Yun and Yi He didn't use it yesterday, not because they were holding back, but because they probably couldn't use this move yet.

The commotion around them had no effect on the two of them, and they continued their sparring.

Li Mu also drew his sword. With a swift movement, he soared into the air, his longsword pointing diagonally, unleashing a flurry of sword shadows that resembled clouds and rosy hues, exuding a profound and timeless aura. It was none other than the move "Purple Qi Comes from the East" from the "Rising Sun Sword Technique."

Seeing the unparalleled mystery of this move, Yi Qing dared not be negligent. With a delicate shout, she took a series of strange steps, her body changing shape and her posture becoming light and graceful. With each step, the sword light transformed into a lotus flower. She took seven steps in this way, transforming into seven lotus flowers in succession, before she could barely withstand Li Mu's sword.

This is another ultimate move in the Myriad Flowers Sword Technique, "Lotus Steps".

Li Mu secretly admired him, thinking that he was indeed the top disciple of Hengshan. The sparring session had given him many insights.

With a tremor and a whooshing sound, the Iron Wire Sword Technique unfolded, the longsword transforming into an arc-shaped afterimage that enveloped Yi Qing.

Yi Qing was also extraordinary, remaining unmoved. He took a strange step, his long sword pointing lightly upwards. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed the move "Plucking the Laurel Tree in the Moon Palace," as if he were about to break off a tree branch. The long sword changed unpredictably, and the two swords clashed several times in an instant before silently separating. Although Yi Qing was slightly out of breath after receiving this move, it was still quite remarkable.

Thus, the two of them got into the swing of things. Li Mu didn't have much of a desire to win; he was more excited to see so many impressive sword techniques.

It is said that the Hengshan sword technique excels in defense, and after personally experiencing it, I can attest to its truth. The Huashan School's Yangwu sword technique is also known for its defensive nature, but it emphasizes prioritizing intention and cultivating a righteous spirit within the heart.

In comparison, while it surpasses the artistic conception, its variations lack the exquisite skill of the Hengshan swordplay.

Upon closer examination, the Hengshan School of swordsmanship emphasizes circular movements and is characterized by its meticulous and continuous nature. Each sword technique contains a hidden, yielding power. When facing an opponent, nine out of ten moves are defensive, with only one move used to launch a surprise attack. The killing blow is often delivered at the most unexpected moment, with each move forming a circle and leaving much unsaid.

Furthermore, since the Hengshan Sect is originally a Buddhist sect, the essence of its martial arts lies in the Buddhist concepts of cause and effect, karma, and the mind's control over good and evil. It is like a ball of cotton wool concealing a steel needle. If others do not touch it, the cotton wool is soft and gentle, and does not offend anyone. But if you squeeze it with your hand, the steel needle hidden in the cotton wool will pierce your palm.

The depth of the needle's insertion is not determined by the needle itself, but by the force applied to the hand. Less force results in less injury, while more force results in more serious injury. This reveals the essence of Hengshan martial arts.

The two sparred for more than half an hour before finally ending.

After the sparring session, Li Mu gained many insights. Not only was his swordsmanship improved, but his third level of the Purple Cloud Skill, which was already nearing perfection, also improved further and became more refined. He was probably just one opportunity away from a breakthrough.

The transition from the third to the fourth level of internal strength is a major hurdle, not so easy to overcome.

For example, Lin Zhennan has been at the third level of Zhengyang Gong for eleven or twelve years, and there is still no sign of him breaking through to the fourth level. Without a fortuitous encounter, it would be impossible for him in this lifetime.

There's also Linghu Chong, who reached the third level of Baoyuan Gong at the age of sixteen and stayed at that level for more than five years until the end of last year when he fought with disciples from other sects at the foot of the mountain and finally broke through to the fourth level of Baoyuan Gong.

Seeing that Linghu Chong had made a breakthrough in his internal strength, Yue Buqun finally managed to put on a somewhat pleasant expression.

As Li Mu's Zixia Skill neared completion of its third level, Yue Buqun began to pay attention to his breakthrough in internal energy. Coincidentally, Li Mu wanted to return to Fujian, so Yue Buqun arranged for him to undergo training there.

As expected, Yue Buqun was quite skilled. After several sparring sessions with the senior sisters from Hengshan, he gained many insights and his internal energy and swordsmanship improved.

With this in mind, Li Mu decided to stay a couple more days and spar with a few more of his senior sisters. In particular, his eldest disciple, Yi Qing, possessed remarkable swordsmanship, and more sparring and exchanges would benefit both sides. He presumably, Yi Qing thought the same way.

Time flew by, and several days passed. During these days, Li Mu sparred with the Hengshan disciples every day and gained a great deal, especially in terms of his martial arts foundation, which became much deeper. He even grasped some of the true meaning of the Hengshan sword technique.

Seeing that time was running out, Li Mu decided to take his leave.

Chapter 531 Nourishing My Sword Intent

After leaving the villa, Li Mu was about to take his leave when a Hengshan disciple invited him to spar. He hesitated for a moment but did not refuse.

After passing the training ground and arriving near the bamboo forest, there were already quite a few young nuns waiting to watch.

After a friendly sparring session, still feeling unsatisfied, Li Mu noticed seven people nearby practicing a sword formation together. Their technique was quite exquisite. Could this be the Hengshan Sword Formation? It was the first time he had ever seen it, and he was immediately eager to try it out.

He couldn't help but ask Yihe beside him, "Senior Sister, could the seven senior sisters be practicing the Hengshan Sword Formation together?"

Seeing Li Mu's eyes light up, Yi He smiled slightly and said, "Junior Brother has good eyesight; it is indeed my Hengshan Sword Formation."

Li Mu's desire grew stronger, and he carefully asked, "Would it be possible to test the mysteries of the sword formation?"

Yihe also saw through Li Mu's thoughts. This Hengshan Sword Formation was exquisite and extremely powerful. When the seven junior sisters of Hengshan used it together, apart from the three nuns, only the eldest sister Yiqing could withstand it for a moment.

For this reason, the junior sisters do not have much practical experience with this sword formation. The three nuns are diligent in their Buddhist practice and rarely spar with the others. Yiqing also has many other matters to attend to.

This sword technique is extremely powerful, and Yihe dared not test it on herself lightly. If Li Mu were willing to try it, he could also help his fellow disciples practice their moves, which would be excellent!

Yi Qing smiled gently and said, "If you are interested, Junior Brother, you may give it a try."

After hearing this, Li Mu cupped his hands in greeting and strode over.

Upon arriving, he explained his purpose to the seven senior sisters. They had often watched him spar with others these past few days and knew that his martial arts were excellent, even surpassing that of their eldest senior sister, Yi Qing. They readily agreed to let him provide sparring.

As soon as the two sides reached an agreement, a large group of young nuns, having received the news, hurriedly called their friends and rushed over to watch.

Fortunately, Li Mu was already used to it. He took a deep breath, drew his sword, and stood ready to let his opponent make a move.

The seven people moved lightly and instantly formed a circle around Li Mu, their figures constantly circling him, faster and faster.

Li Mu held his long sword horizontally, his eyes scanning the surroundings and his ears listening to everything around him. He felt the figures before him changing rapidly, so fast that it was impossible to keep up. If someone were old and frail, they would probably be dizzy and defeated before they could even make a move.

He focused his mind on his inner energy, his whole body seemingly relaxed and loose, yet no movement of wind or grass around him could escape his perception. Suddenly, a delicate shout rang out, and seven long swords, like snakes spitting their tongues, pierced towards Li Mu's head, throat, chest, abdomen, waist, back, and ribs—seven vital points.

Li Mu took a deep breath, moved swiftly, and swung his longsword, unleashing a flurry of sword shadows that filled the sky. A series of clanging sounds rang out as Li Mu parried all seven sword strikes.

The seven men moved with light, graceful steps, and their seven longswords thrust out once more, swift as lightning, still aimed at Li Mu's seven vital points.

Li Mu didn't stop, his longsword flashing out in a move called "Iron Tree Blossoms" from the Iron Wire Sword style, blocking the swords of the group. The seven men remained unmoved, each sword tip pointing diagonally at a vital spot on Li Mu.

With a clear whistle, before the others could attack, he unleashed the move "Rising Sun," thrusting his longsword forward as if the sun were shining on the earth, and attacking the seven men.

The seven men maintained a disciplined and orderly formation, their wrists whirling as they changed their sword techniques. The seven longswords wove together into a dense net of swords, completely shattering Li Mu's swordplay. Then, without stopping, they turned their longswords and thrust them towards Li Mu's seven vital points.

Li Mu spun around and unleashed the move "Ancient Trees in Full Bloom," deflecting the group's longswords. The seven men didn't stop; their swords thrust out again, the tips pointing to a flurry of sword shadows, each aiming at a vital point, yet perfectly aligned and without any overlap. Clearly, the seven had practiced this sword formation for a long time and had achieved a profound level of mastery.

Gradually, the seven people spun faster and faster, their longswords thrusting ever more swiftly. Li Mu unleashed a series of powerful moves, his sword flashing, barely managing to block their attacks. When forced to the brink, he pushed his inner strength to its limit, deflecting the incoming swords and seizing the opportunity to launch a few counterattacks!

However, the seven remained completely calm, their sword formation solid and unwavering. The seven swords attacked the enemy while also defending themselves, their interconnected strikes leaving few openings and putting increasing pressure on Li Mu, who found himself helpless.

Suddenly the sword formation changed again, and the seven people's momentum increased greatly. Their long swords were thrust out silently, making them even more strange. Li Mu had no choice but to push his power to the limit, and his sword momentum suddenly increased by three points, barely managing to hold on.

The sword formation changed again, with the seven people taking turns shifting positions, attacking from above and below, and moving left and right in an orderly fashion. The power of their sword moves increased several times over in an instant.

Li Mu was under increasing pressure. It wasn't that he couldn't break this sword formation. If it were a battle in the martial world where there were no scruples, he could risk getting injured to take down one or two of them first.

The sword formation is weakened when the number of members is incomplete, so we can defeat them one by one.

This is just a friendly spar, a point-to-point exchange. We can only rely on sheer strength to withstand this seven-person combined sword formation.

As the seven longswords attacked more and more fiercely, Li Mu was about to give up and was about to be defeated, but strangely, he relaxed.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and his mind calmed down. The water was still, and he felt neither sorrow nor joy, neither surprise nor anger.

Gradually, his mind cleared and his spirit became more composed. His internal energy surged, and he suddenly unleashed a set of Yangwu Sword Techniques. Like a humble gentleman, he took non-contention as his principle. His long sword never left his body, which looked ordinary. However, he easily received the attacks that he had struggled to withstand earlier, without any intention of maintaining his strength.

As Li Mu wielded the Yangwu Sword, his sword intent surged forth, and a righteous spirit gradually rose within his chest, causing his inner strength to swell. He couldn't help but let out a clear whistle, its sound as melodious as the cry of a young phoenix, echoing among the mountain rocks and carrying far and wide.

The sword intent arises, and the Yangwu Sword Technique is unleashed. The sword momentum is continuous and unbroken, the moves are smooth and natural, and there is not a trace of artifice between them, making it difficult for anyone to find the slightest flaw.

The seven were startled. They saw that Li Muyangwu's swordsmanship was initially unassuming, with the principle of non-competition, but it was full of hidden killing intent, which temporarily withstood their attacks.

Later, his swordplay intensified, eventually revealing his full killing intent and sharpness, and for a time he fought to a standstill with everyone else.

But no matter how many deadly moves Li Mu made, Yangwu Sword always remained righteous and awe-inspiring, with every move being upright and peaceful, containing a righteous spirit!

Once the sword is drawn, all evil will flee.

The two sides fought for over a hundred moves again, but still could not gain the upper hand. The seven men could not break through Li Mu's Yangwu Sword Technique, and Li Mu could not break through the combined sword formation of the seven men.

However, their physical strength and internal skills were not as profound as Li Mu's. At this moment, their faces were covered with sweat and they were panting heavily, probably because they could not keep up.

Li Mu had little desire to win. Although he could wear down seven people, with his current swordsmanship, he really couldn't break this sword formation that combined the attacks of seven people.

They quickly sheathed their swords and stopped fighting. After a brief exchange, Li Mu and the seven men were evenly matched, resulting in a draw.

The seven of them were not very skilled, and they had exhausted themselves in the process, so they all sat down to recuperate.

Li Mu also expended a great deal of energy and practiced breathing exercises to recover his strength.