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Before he finished speaking, the six of them leaped backward at the same time, jumping out of Linghu Chong's sword light. Linghu Chong immediately stopped his sword and did not chase after them, watching the six of them hop away.

Li Mu laughed and said, "Senior Brother, how dashing!"

Linghu Chong's face lit up with joy: "Junior Brother Lin, when did you get back?"

Li Mu said, "I just got back. I heard you were punished and sent to the Cliff of Repentance again, so I came to see you and brought you a jar of wine."

Linghu Chong laughed heartily, eagerly stepped forward, slapped open the wine seal with his palm, poured a bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

"carefree!"

After finishing their drinks, they quickly laid out roast chicken and braised beef, poured Li Mu a bowl of wine, and the two of them raised their glasses and laughed heartily, feeling a surge of heroic spirit.

……

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Li Mu was sparring with Linghu Chong when Lu Dayou's voice came from afar: "Senior Brother, Seventh Junior Brother, the Songshan Sect has brought people up."

Li Mu and Lu Dayou sheathed their swords, chuckled, and walked down the mountain together.

When the group arrived at the Hall of Righteousness, they saw many Huashan disciples gathered outside the door, secretly peeking through the windows.

Li Mu also stepped forward, approached the window, and looked inside.

In the Hall of Righteousness, Yue Buqun sat in the main seat, with Ning Zhongze sitting next to him, and tea and snacks were laid out on the table.

Sitting on the left below are Ding Mian from the Songshan Sect and a Taoist from the Taishan Sect, while sitting on the right are three strangers, presumably Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi from the Sword Sect.

Ding Mian said, “Brother Yue, it is not appropriate for us outsiders to interfere in the affairs of your sect. However, our Five Mountains Sword Sects are allied and share weal and woe. If any sect acts improperly and is laughed at by our fellow martial artists, the other four sects will share the shame.”

"Just now, Lady Ning said that my Songshan Sect and Taishan Sect should not meddle in other people's business. That statement is rather wrong."

Ning Zhongze knew he was deliberately causing trouble, but she wasn't angry.

"Brother Ding, please speak."

Ding Mian coughed lightly and said, "Senior Brother Yue, Heroine Ning, please allow me to speak fairly. As for who won and who lost in the sword and qi conflict of the Huashan Sect back then, that is only one side of the story. Junior Brother Cheng said that the Qi Sect used underhanded tactics. Perhaps they did, perhaps they didn't. Now that more than 20 years have passed, we still have no way of knowing the inside story of that year."

"Now that the Sword Sect's junior brother Feng and the others have asked Alliance Leader Zuo for a decision, it's best to clarify these matters and find out who can truly represent Mount Hua."

Yue Buqun gave a light snort and said, "Whether it's the Sword Sect or the Qi Sect, it's an internal matter of my Huashan Sect. Although the Left Sect Leader of the Songshan Sect is the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, the Five Mountains are not a single sect. Senior Brother Zuo is meddling too much, isn't he?"

Ding Mian laughed and said, "Senior Brother Yue, you are mistaken. The Five Mountains Sword Sects are of one mind and one branch. In the martial world, we have long been in a relationship of shared prosperity and shared loss. If Mount Hua does something wrong, it will damage the reputation of the Five Mountains Sword Sects as a whole, and we have no choice but to care."

After Ding Mian finished speaking, he looked at the Taoist priest sitting beside him, who understood.

He echoed, "That's right, Senior Brother Ding is right. If the Huashan Sect cannot handle this matter properly, it will have a negative impact on the reputation of our Five Mountains Sword Sect. We must be cautious. Alliance Leader Zuo is also doing this for the sake of the reputation of our Five Mountains Sword Sect."

Yue Buqun smiled faintly: "So, it's because my Huashan sect acted improperly that your sect's reputation has been tarnished?"

Ding Mian said, "I wouldn't dare, but as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, it is my duty to assist Senior Brother Yue in eliminating the treacherous elements within our sect!"

The hall fell silent immediately upon hearing this.

A purple aura flashed across Yue Buqun's face and then vanished: "Who is the wicked person that Senior Brother Ding is referring to?"

Ding Mian's heart tightened, realizing he had gone a bit too far. Despite the presence of five people, he knew they would likely lose more than they would win in a fight, and he was trying to figure out how to de-escalate the situation.

Li Mu smiled faintly and walked in: "Master, Uncle Ding isn't talking about me, is he?"

The onlookers were taken aback and all looked over.

Yue Buqun asked, "Why do you say that?"

Li Mu said, "Two months ago in Hengyang City, I subdued Uncle Ding. Perhaps Uncle Ding is still resentful, and he has come here today to vent his anger."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Linghu Chong came out as well.

He clasped his hands and said, "In that case, the villain that Uncle Ding mentioned also has a part in it. Two months ago, I cooperated with Junior Brother Lin in Hengyang City to capture Uncle Fei."

Yue Buqun smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Ding has always been upright and honest. Moreover, since we are competing in a public setting, he shouldn't have come all the way to Mount Hua just because he's angry with you." After saying that, he looked at Ding Mian.

Looking at Li Mu and Linghu Chong, Ding Mian's eyes darted away, clearly uncomfortable. He quickly added, "Of course not."

"My two junior disciples, you may leave now!"

Seeing that Li Mu and Linghu Chong did not move, Ding Mian felt a little awkward and could only turn to Yue Buqun and say, "Senior Brother Yue, we are still discussing important matters. If you two junior nephews have finished speaking, could you please excuse us for a moment?"

Yue Buqun asked gently, "Chong'er, Pingzhi, is there anything else?"

Li Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's nothing serious, I'm just a little curious?"

Yue Buqun asked, "What is it that you're curious about?"

Li Mu said, "I've heard that Uncle Ding is the second-best expert in the Songshan Sect. I wonder how he compares to the uncles of the Sword Sect?"

Yue Buqun glanced at Ding Mian, then at the Sword Sect members, and hesitated before saying, "Perhaps they are evenly matched."

Li Mu exclaimed, "Ah! Aren't the Sword Sect's senior uncles here to compete with Master for the position of sect leader? Their martial arts should be even stronger. Surely they can't even beat a disciple? How could they possibly be so shameless?"

Ding Mian's face darkened; he knew things were going badly.

The members of the Sword Sect slammed their fists on the table and stood up, shouting, "You're talking nonsense! How could we possibly lose to you?"

Li Mu asked in confusion, "But Uncle Ding is indeed no match for me. Are you all much stronger than Uncle Ding?"

The Sword Sect members were speechless! They knew their place; Ding Mian was, after all, the second most important figure in Songshan. To say they were on par was to flatter them.

At this moment, even though they really wanted to stand up and teach Li Mu, this arrogant brat, a lesson, their hearts sank as they looked at the silent Ding Mian.

Before they went up Mount Hua, they had heard of Li Mu and Linghu Chong's reputations, who were said to have defeated Ding Mian and Fei Bin. At the time, they didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just an exaggerated rumor common in the martial arts world.

When he met Ding Mian, he didn't verify the information, lest he lose face.

It has only now come to light that this is true, without any exaggeration.

Li Mu smiled and said, "If my fellow disciples think I am wrong, we can give it a try."

The men could no longer restrain themselves and were about to draw their swords and leap out.

Ding Mian knew things were going badly, and he stood up abruptly: "Senior Brother Yue, we are discussing important matters of your sect today. If my nephew has nothing else to say, please let him leave first!"

Yue Buqun looked at Li Mu, and Li Mu looked at the three senior uncles of the Sword Sect, appearing eager to try.

Despite their burning anger, the three had to suppress their rage in the face of Li Mu's provocation. What if they acted impulsively and lost to Yue Buqun's disciple? How could they then have the face to compete for the leadership of the Huashan Sect?

Perhaps I shouldn't have been used as a pawn and dragged into this mess.

Seeing that they didn't move, Li Mu knew that the situation was settled. He had already lost face for the other side and gained the upper hand. He figured that there was probably no way to fight today, and suddenly he felt that it wasn't very interesting.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I won't disturb the elders' discussion any longer. I'll take my leave now."

With the situation settled, Yue Buqun had his disciples serve tea, fruit, and refreshments to prevent the atmosphere from becoming awkward. His demeanor at this moment was clearly that of a host greeting guests! Where was the tense atmosphere from before?

After a long silence, Feng Buping suddenly sighed, realizing the situation was hopeless. Disheartened, he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Yue, we were presumptuous. I wish to pay my respects at the ancestral tablet of our sect's founder, but I don't know..."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Junior Brother Feng, please."

He turned to Laudenau and said, "Arrange incense and candles."

Laudenau responded with a "yes" and turned to leave.

Ding Mian's face was grim; he knew this trip to Mount Hua had been a complete failure. In fact, there had been signs of this when Lu Lianrong's disappearance was discovered that morning. Now, thinking back, Lu Lianrong's disappearance must be related to the Mount Hua Sect; otherwise, how could Yue Buqun and the others have been so composed and restrained in every way?

Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi followed Yue Buqun and his wife out of Zhengqi Hall. Feng Buping looked back at the plaque above his head and saw the three big characters "Zhengqi Hall," which were somewhat glaring.

Feng Buping murmured, "Hall of Righteousness, Hall of Righteousness, this place used to be called Hall of Soaring Sword Qi."

Yue Buqun was taken aback, and Feng Buping sighed again, "It's good that it's been changed. The reason for the sword competition back then was because of this small plaque... Sword energy, sword energy, who comes first and who comes last, what difference does it make?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were filled with emotion. They could hardly believe that the great war between the two sects was caused by such a small plaque.

The Qi Sect felt that the plaque "Sword Qi Soars to the Heavens Hall" placed the sword before the qi, making them appear inferior, and insisted on changing it. The Sword Sect naturally refused, and this became the direct trigger for a sword duel between the two sects.

The group soon arrived at the ancestral hall, which was solemnly decorated with long swords hanging on both sides, and all the furnishings were exactly the same as they had been many years ago.

Only the central plaque was changed to the four large characters "Controlling the Sword with Qi".

Feng Buping and the others knelt before the incense table, tears seemingly glistening in their eyes. Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze exchanged a glance, their emotions complex and indescribable.

After seeing off Feng Buping and his group, Mount Hua returned to quiet, but the martial arts world was beginning to stir with turmoil.

Chapter 563 Words as Sword

Time passed uneventfully, and Li Mu spent this period in great leisure. His trip down the mountain took more than half a year; the Lin family's massacre was averted, and their enemies were also wiped out.

The annihilation of Liu Zhengfeng's family was averted, Qu Feiyan did not die tragically, and the various schemes of the Songshan Sect were suppressed.

It was a very fruitful experience.

Having reached his level of martial arts skill, so-called arduous training is no longer very useful; what is needed more is enlightenment.

As a result, Li Mu became completely relaxed.

Aside from setting aside a few hours each day for martial arts practice, he spends the rest of his time practicing swordplay, appreciating music, and reciting ancient texts…

When the mood strikes, they will wander around the mountains, drinking from mountain streams when thirsty, picking wild vegetables and fruits when hungry, or catching pheasants and rabbits for a snack, living a carefree and leisurely life.

So relaxed and at ease, watching the ever-changing clouds and the fleeting moments, a restless heart gradually calmed down. In this serene state of mind, one's understanding of martial arts deepened.

At this moment, Li Mu was holding a Daoist canon he had borrowed from Yue Buqun and studying it carefully. These were all rare books with decades or even hundreds of years of history, and there were many annotations by senior members of Mount Hua. Although they were difficult and bitter to read, they contained many profound and mysterious parts. Upon careful reading, one could feel the profound meaning in the subtle words, which made one unable to put the book down.

Li Mu finished reading the book, finding its contents increasingly profound and meaningful. He closed his eyes to contemplate it for a long time before slowly opening them and putting the book away.

It was the height of summer, and Mount Hua was just as beautiful as ever, with its peaks connected one after another, stretching endlessly.

Li Mu strolled along the mountain paths, his steps graceful and unconventional, as if he were taking a leisurely walk, moving at will. His movements seemed extremely slow, yet his figure was like a gentle breeze, drifting and swaying through the mountains, appearing here one moment and suddenly elsewhere the next.