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Li Mu's figure flashed, and he darted out again. The next moment, he arrived beside a rock and struck out with his palm. Life was extinguished, and a shallow palm print was left on the rock.

Li Mu didn't stop for a moment. His figure drifted through the mountains like the mountain wind, leaving no trace. He swung his palms left and right, sometimes heavy and powerful, sometimes ethereal and otherworldly.

The originally unremarkable family-inherited Heaven-Turning Palm technique underwent a dramatic transformation in power after a breakthrough in internal energy and the application of corresponding true qi circulation routes.

Indeed, apart from the first generation Lin Yuantu, no one in the Lin family in the later generations has cultivated to the point of releasing internal energy. Without the cooperation of internal energy, the Heaven-Turning Palm is just an ordinary palm technique.

At this moment, even without using swordsmanship, Li Mu could still make a great name for himself in the martial arts world with just this set of Heaven-Turning Palm techniques.

After performing the Heaven-Turning Palm for a while, Li Mu suddenly paused, and the next moment he floated onto a small blue stone about ten feet in size.

Then, Li Mu unleashed the Spiral Nine Shadows technique, which he had cultivated for nearly two years. His figure suddenly shifted rapidly, moving forward, backward, left, right, and sideways with incredible speed, truly as fast as flying catkins, dazzling and overwhelming. The next moment, Li Mu let out a soft shout, and his figure suddenly split into two, then merged back into one.

Li Mu laughed heartily. Being able to create afterimages, he had finally mastered some of the tricks of the "Nine Spiral Shadows" movement technique.

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A few days later, Li Mu arrived in Hengyang City at the foot of Mount Heng. After presenting his visiting card, Liu Zhengfeng, the Hengshan Sect's representative in Hengyang City, took the time to meet with him.

As expected of Liu Zhengfeng, a powerful figure in the martial arts world with friends all over the world, he was extremely courteous and even sent his disciple Mi Weiyi to lead Li Mu to the Hengshan Sect's mountain gate.

Mount Heng is a majestic mountain range that stretches for hundreds of kilometers and is said to have seventy-two peaks, among which Zhurong, Tianzhu, Furong, Zigai, and Shibing are the most famous.

At the foot of Mount Heng, Mi Weiyi was walking side by side with Li Mu. When they came to a row of temples, Mi Weiyi stopped and said, "Junior Brother Lin, this is the largest temple in my Mount Heng. It has seventy-two stone pillars, which symbolize the seventy-two peaks of Mount Heng!"

Looking at the vast scale and meticulous layout of the temple complex, Li Mu couldn't help but ask curiously, "I wonder which deity is enshrined in the temple?"

Mi Weiyi smiled with some pride: "My Nanyue belongs to the fire element, and we worship the fire god Zhurong!"

Li Mu nodded and toured the place with great interest. The two continued walking uphill.

Mi Weiyi was an excellent orator, knowing everything about Hengshan Mountain like the back of his hand. He chatted and laughed all the way, constantly explaining the scenery along the way.

"My Hengshan has eight wonders: the height of Zhurong Peak, the elegance of the Sutra Repository, the depth of Fangguang Temple, the seclusion of Magu Wonderland, the wonder of the Water Curtain Cave, the antiquity of the Dayu Stele, the grandeur of the Nanyue Temple, and the peril of the Huixian Bridge. Since you've come all this way, junior brother, you must take your time to explore them!"

Seeing the clear and beautiful scenery of Hengshan, which was more interesting than the majestic and dangerous Huashan, Li Mu nodded and said, "That's right. If I have time, I'll have to trouble Senior Brother Mi."

Mi Weiyi readily nodded and said, "No problem, no problem, Junior Brother Lin, please feel free to ask."

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Mu curiously and then said, "I heard from Master that the Huashan Sect has extremely strict requirements for its disciples to travel. I heard that in recent years, only the eldest disciple, Senior Brother Linghu, has been qualified to do so."

"Junior Brother Lin, you are so young, yet you've already started traveling down the mountain. Your martial arts skills must be excellent."

Li Mu smiled faintly: "It's alright. Let's spar sometime."

Mi Weiyi quickly refused, saying, "Junior Brother Lin, there's no need for that, no need for that."

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at by my junior brother, but although I have been practicing for ten years, my martial arts skills are far from good. A few years ago, I barely managed to master the basic sword techniques. My master taught me a set of 'Returning Wind and Falling Wild Geese Sword,' but after practicing it for a long time, I still couldn't grasp the essentials."

"Look how familiar I am with Hengshan. It's actually because my martial arts skills aren't good enough. I'm usually assigned to reception and guiding jobs. The more I introduce things, the more familiar I become." He finished speaking, scratched his head, and chuckled.

Li Mu said, “Senior Brother, there’s no need to be modest. We members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect all know the importance of beginner sword techniques. It’s not easy to master them. Many people spend their entire lives without even mastering a beginner sword technique. Senior Brother Mi has mastered the beginner sword technique and had Uncle Liu teach him the ‘Returning Wind and Falling Wild Geese Sword’, so his skills must be quite good.”

"As for sparring, you can't practice swordsmanship in isolation; you have to exchange ideas a lot. Of course, we should stop when we've reached a point. I'm very curious about Hengshan swordsmanship, and I might have to trouble Senior Brother Mi to introduce me to some senior brothers who are good at swordsmanship."

Mi Weiyi smiled helplessly. What else could he do? "Sure, sure!"

The two chatted and laughed all the way, climbing higher and higher. The Hengshan Sect's mountain gate was built on Zhurong Peak, which was the highest of all the peaks in Hengshan!

Before long, the two were enveloped in clouds of smoke, gradually disappearing from sight, as if they were riding on clouds, which amazed Li Mu.

He traveled extensively and saw many famous mountains and rivers, but he had never seen any clouds with such strange appearance.

Li Mu examined it closely and saw wisps and clumps of blue smoke and white mist swirling in front of his chest and flowing between his fingers. It seemed as if he could reach out and grab it, but he couldn't grasp anything at all.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by, and the sky changed from gray to white, from murky to clear. The thick fog dissipated, and the mountain peaks became clearly visible again.

Mi Weiyi laughed and said, "Junior brother, there's no need to be surprised. My Hengshan Yanyun is also a unique skill!"

Li Mu clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Such a spectacular sight is truly a rare sight in the world."

Suddenly, the Hengshan martial art of the Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions, the Thirteen Forms of Hengshan Cloud and Mist, came to mind. Could it be that it was derived from this?

The two soon arrived at the mountain gate, where a short, stout old man approached. Mi Weiyi bowed and addressed him as Uncle Lu.

The old man grunted an "Mm" and walked away. Mi Weiyi smiled at Li Mu, not taking it to heart, and continued on his way.

Li Mu was taken aback. He remembered that there was a man named Lu Lianrong in Hengshan, nicknamed "Golden-Eyed Eagle". He was a talkative and annoying person, and people in the martial arts world called him "Golden-Eyed Crow" behind his back.

Later, he was even instigated by Songshan and followed the people of Huashan Sword Sect to force Yue Buqun to abdicate, making him a definite villain.

Could it be the same person who just passed by? Li Mu muttered to himself, not caring much about such a small fry, and quickly forgot about him.

The two entered the mountain gate. Mi Weiyi, familiar with the place, led Li Mu into the reception room, where tea was soon served.

Mi Weiyi picked up his teacup and said with a smile, "Junior brother, please try my Hengshan specialty, 'Yunwu Tea.' This tea has been passed down in Hengshan for nearly two thousand years and was listed as a royal tribute during the Tang Dynasty."

Li Mu smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, and a rich fragrance flowed into his nose, making him feel refreshed and relaxed. The tea leaves were long and pointed, like the tip of a spear.

Li Mu took a small sip, savoring the delicate fragrance and lingering aftertaste. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Excellent tea!"

Mi Weiyi smiled and said, "There is a narrow valley in Pilu Cave between Zhurong Peak, Furong Peak and Zigai Peak in Hengshan. Because it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and is often shrouded in clouds and mist, it is most suitable for tea trees to grow. The cloud and mist tea grown there is beautiful and full of white hairs, and is emerald green and smooth. When my junior brother returns to the mountain, I will prepare more for all the fellow disciples in Huashan to taste."

Li Mu did not refuse and cupped his hands, saying, "Then I thank you in advance, Senior Brother."

After chatting for a few moments, Mi Weiyi stood up and said, "Junior Brother, please sit for a moment. I'll go and inform our Sect Leader!"

Li Mu smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother."

After Mi Weiyi left, Li Mu sat down and slowly sipped his tea. Before long, a hearty laugh came from outside the door: "Has my nephew from Mount Hua arrived!"

Li Mu got up and looked. The man had a long face and a broad forehead. He was over forty years old and wore a blue cloth robe. Li Mu was taken aback. Wasn't Master Mo a little old man with a face full of sorrow?

Mi Weiyi then strode up from behind and smiled at Li Mu, saying, "Junior Brother, this is my Uncle Zhao from the Hengshan Sect!"

Li Mu bowed and said, "Lin Pingzhi, a disciple of Mount Hua, greets Uncle Zhao."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "Nephew, no need for formalities, come, come... sit down quickly."

Li Mu bowed and thanked him, feeling relieved. Master Mo had always preferred to hide in the city, playing the erhu and making a living everywhere. It was normal for him not to be on the mountain.

Chapter 534 A sword is hidden within the zither, and the sword's sound is expressed through the zither.

Uncle Fang said gently, "The last time I saw Senior Brother Yue was five years ago, at the alliance meeting on Mount Song. At that time, he was accompanied by his junior nephew Linghu. I never thought that a few years would pass and he would take in such a talented person as his junior nephew. How has Mr. Yue been?"

Li Mu replied, "Uncle-Master, you flatter me. Master is very good."

Uncle Zhao nodded and said, "Nephew, your timing is unfortunate. Our sect leader went down the mountain two days ago and hasn't returned yet. If you have important business to attend to, I will send someone to find him right away."

Li Mu replied, "No need to trouble yourself. I have nothing important to do while traveling here. I only have a letter from my master that I need to deliver to Uncle Mo in person. It is fine to wait a few more days."

Uncle Fang said, "In that case, nephew, please stay at Hengshan for a while longer. The scenery at Hengshan is quite nice. If you need anything, just let Weiyi know and he will make the arrangements for you. I believe you will be able to return to the mountain within a few days."

Li Mu said, "Thank you, Uncle-Master. Then I will trouble you."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Uncle Fang left.

Mi Weiyi said, "It was my oversight. My senior master usually enjoys traveling around. I was so focused on bringing my junior brother up the mountain that I forgot to ask beforehand, which made my junior brother make a wasted trip!"

Li Mu hurriedly said, "Senior brother, you're too kind. I was fine, and I was enjoying the beautiful scenery of Hengshan along the way. You're being too polite."

"Perfect timing. Brother Mi, could you introduce me to some masters from Hengshan so we can have a friendly spar?"

Mi Weiyi could only smile and nod in agreement.

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Time flies, and Li Mu spent three or four days at the Hengshan Sect, enjoying himself quite freely.

In the past few days, his name has become known to everyone in the Hengshan Sect.

There was no other way. He wanted to see the Hengshan sword technique, so he asked Mi Weiyi to introduce him to several senior brothers with good sword skills. As expected, he won all three battles with ease and grace, using only a third of his skills at most.

This is, after all, the territory of the Hengshan Sect. Hearing that the Huashan disciples had won all three battles, they were naturally very dissatisfied. In the past few days, many people have come to challenge them, and Li Mu has accepted all of them.

After several days without a single defeat, no disciple of the Hengshan Sect dared to spar with him anymore.

Bored, Li Mu, after enjoying the sunrise at Hengshan, began to browse the scenery of Hengshan.

The beauty of Hengshan lies in the fact that every mountain is green, with lush forests and bamboo groves, exotic flowers and rare herbs, and fragrance throughout the four seasons.

Li Mu walked alone to the top of Zhurong Peak. To the north, Dongting Lake was shrouded in mist, appearing and disappearing in the distance. To the south, the peaks were arrayed like a screen, and to the east, the Xiang River meandered like a jade belt. To the west, the snow-capped peaks were churning with silver waves. All these magnificent sights were laid out before him. Such beauty and wonders of the world captivated him.

Li Mu was strolling along, enjoying the scenery, when suddenly a thought struck him. He noticed a figure approaching him from a distance. Li Mu had excellent eyesight and immediately recognized the person as Lu Lianrong.

Lu Lianrong has been quite excited lately. After decades of mediocre life, he finally has a chance to make a name for himself.

It is said that Lu Lianrong was destined to be an ordinary person from the moment he joined the Hengshan Sect. His talent was not outstanding among his fellow disciples, and his master was indifferent to him and did not care about him. In addition, he himself lacked perseverance and could not endure great hardship, so his martial arts skills remained mediocre.

And so, he endured for decades until his senior brother Mo Da became the sect leader, and he became a disciple of Hengshan. He thought to himself that he had finally made it through and was now considered a senior master in the martial arts world.

Unexpectedly, because of his talkative nature, his fellow disciples disliked him, and even the second-generation disciples of Hengshan did not respect him much.

He had a considerable reputation in the surrounding provinces, though it was a bad one. Everyone knew there was a man in Hengshan named Lu Lianrong, nicknamed "Golden-Eyed Crow," who loved to gossip!

Even his disciples weren't very close to him, and often outwardly obeyed but inwardly disobeyed!

This deeply hurt Lu Lianrong, who often lamented that his talents were wasted!

He thought that he would live his life in this miserable and ordinary way until he died, and that no one in the world would ever know that there was ever a person named Lu Lianrong!

But a few months ago, his fate took a turn, and he had a chance to change his destiny.

That day, he was listening to music in Hengyang City when someone suddenly patted him on the back. He was furious and went to the foot of Mount Heng to see who dared to spoil his fun. He quickly recognized the person as Fei Bin, the junior brother of the Songshan Sect's Great Songyang Hand. It was on that occasion that he had the opportunity to meet Zuo Lengchan.

Who is Zuo Lengchan? He is the famous leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, whose reputation is much greater than that of his senior brother. He had only met him from afar before and had never even spoken to him.