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Uncle Fang said warmly: "The last time I saw Senior Brother Yue was five years ago, during the alliance meeting at Songshan Mountain. At that time, he had Senior Nephew Linghu with him. I didn't expect that a few years later, he would recruit such talented people as Senior Nephew. How is Mr. Yue always doing?"

Li Mu replied: "Uncle, I'm so complimentary. Master is very good."

Uncle Zhao nodded and said, "It is unfortunate that my nephew is here. The head brother went down the mountain two days ago and has not returned yet. If my nephew has something important to do here, I will send someone to look for him."

Li Mu replied: "No need to bother. After traveling so far, there is nothing important. There is only a personal letter from the master, which I want to hand over to Master Mo. It doesn't hurt to wait a few more days."

Uncle Fang said: "In that case, my nephew will stay in our Hengshan Mountain for a while. The scenery in Hengshan Mountain is very good. If you have anything to do, please let me know and ask him to make arrangements for you. I believe that my senior brother will be able to return to the mountain within a few days." "

Li Mu said: "Thank you so much, uncle, that disciple is no longer bothering you."

The two of them exchanged a few shabby words, and Master Fang left!

Mi Weiyi said: "It was also my negligence. The head master usually likes to play games with prostitutes. I just took my junior brother up the mountain, and I forgot to find out clearly in advance, which made my junior brother's trip in vain!"

Li Mu said hurriedly: "Senior brother, you're welcome. I have nothing to do. This time, I was just admiring the beautiful scenery of Hengshan Mountain. Senior brother said this to me."

"Just in time, I'll take this opportunity. Senior Brother Mi will help me introduce some masters from Hengshan to have a discussion."

Mi Weiyi could only smile and nod in agreement.

……

Time was running out, and Li Mu stayed in the Hengshan sect for three or four days, and lived quite a leisurely life.

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

He had no choice but to try Hengshan's swordsmanship, so he asked Mi Weiwei to introduce several senior brothers with good swordsmanship. Without any accidents, he won all three battles with ease, and he could only use three points of his skills at most.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Hengshan Sect. Hearing that the Huashan disciples had won all three battles, he was naturally very dissatisfied. In the past few days, people often came over to compete and challenge, and Li Mu would not refuse anyone who came.

After several days, there was no defeat. As of today, no disciple of the Hengshan Sect dared to compete with him anymore.

Li Mu was bored. After enjoying the sunrise at Hengshan Mountain, he started browsing the scenery of Hengshan Mountain again.

The beauty of Hengshan lies in the fact that there are no mountains or green mountains. There are lush forests and bamboos everywhere, exotic flowers and grasses, and fragrance all the year round.

Li Mu walked alone and climbed to the top of Zhurong Peak. He saw the mist of Dongting Lake to the north, looming, the peaks to the south were lined up like barriers and screens, the Xiangjiang River to the east meandered like a jade belt, and the top of Snow Peak to the west was billowing with silver waves. Thousands of scenes, all in sight, such beautiful scenery and wonders of the world are mesmerizing!

Li Mu was walking in the middle of the game, and he was in high spirits. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he found a figure in the distance walking towards him. Li Mu had excellent eyesight, and he could see clearly at a glance that the person coming was Lu Lianrong.

Lu Lianrong has been a little excited recently. After decades of mediocrity, he is finally getting ahead.

In other words, Lu Lianrong has been destined to be an ordinary person since he joined the Hengshan sect. His talent is not outstanding among the brothers. His master is also cold and indifferent to him and does not care about him. In addition, he I don’t have great perseverance, I can’t endure great hardships, and my martial arts skills have never improved.

In this way, after slowly enduring for decades, senior brother Mo Da finally became the leader, and he became a disciple of the first generation of Hengshan. He thought that he had finally made it through, and he could be regarded as a senior expert in the world.

I never thought that because of his garrulousness, all the brothers would not like to see him, and even the second generation disciples of Hengshan did not respect him very much.

He also has a good reputation in the Jianghu of several provinces near Hengshan, but it is a bad reputation. Everyone knows that there is a man named Lu Lianrong in Hengshan, nicknamed "Golden Eyed Crow", who loves to talk a lot!

Even a few of his apprentices were not very close to him and often acted against him!

This made Lu Lianrong very hurt, and he often lamented that heroes have no place to play!

He thought that his life would be miserable and ordinary until he died. From then on, no one in the world would know that there had ever been a person like him, Lu Lianrong!

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

That day, he was listening to music in Hengyang City. Suddenly someone slapped him on the back. He felt angry and went to the foot of Hengshan Mountain to see who dared to ruin his mood. Suddenly he recognized that person as Da Songyang of the Songshan Sect. Junior Brother Fei Bin, it was that time that he had the opportunity to meet Zuo Lengchan.

Who is Zuo Lengchan? He is the famous leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance. He is much more famous than his senior brother Mo. He has only met him from a distance before and has never even spoken to him.

This time, Lu Lianrong was very excited to be personally summoned by the leader of the Zuo Alliance. At the first meeting, he was impressed by his demeanor. Lu Lianrong concluded that the leader of the Zuo Alliance was born to be a man of great talent and strategy, and a leader of the people.

Leader Zuo told him about the general trend of the world, the reasons for the rise and fall of various sects, and talked about the current martial arts world and the current predicament of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Speaking of which, the Five Mountains Sword Sect is now suppressed by Shaolin and Wudang, as well as the Demon Sect, which is a life-and-death enemy. It has come to a time when it has to change in order to survive.

After hearing this, Lu Lianrong was deeply impressed and firmly believed in his words. However, as the leader of the Zuo Alliance said, the Five Mountains Sword Sect was facing many crises and it was time for the Five Mountains to unite.

To this day, he still remembers the earnest words of Leader Zuo, "After the merger of the Five Sacred Mountains, there will be no Hengshan Sect in the Jianghu. There is only the Hengshan Hall under the Wuyue Sect. Mr. Mo Da has a withdrawn temperament, indulges in music, and cannot recognize the general trend. I am afraid that I am not suitable to be the leader of Hengshan Hall.

As for Junior Brother Lu, you are low-key and have a far-reaching statement. You are better able to understand the general situation and understand the general trend. If our Five Mountains Sword Sect wants to develop and grow, we need talents like Junior Brother. From now on, as long as Junior Brother Lu contributes to the merger of our Five Mountains Sect, the future will be limitless. ! "

Lu Lianrong was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several nights. Every time he thought of the phrase "the future is limitless", he would tremble with excitement.

Unfortunately, the leader of the Zuo Alliance has not made any big moves. He only asked him to report every move of the Hengshan Sect regularly. Recently, he also asked him to pay more attention to Liu Zhengfeng and investigate who he was dating.

This made Lu Lianrong very disappointed. He felt that there was no place for heroes and there was nowhere to vent his ambitions.

In the past two days, another disciple of the Huashan Sect came to visit. I heard that he was very young, but he was extremely talented and had extremely high martial arts skills. The Hengshan disciples had never won a single competition.

Lu Lianrong had always hated people with good talents, and looked down upon the Huashan Sect. There were only two or three big cats and kittens, and they were at the bottom of the Five Mountains Sword Sect in terms of strength and numbers, but they were not expelled from the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Now, a very talented Huashan disciple came over, which naturally made Lu Lianrong very jealous, uncomfortable, and even unbalanced.

He came here this time just to teach this Huashan disciple a lesson and express the anger he had been holding back for the past few months.

The blame is on this boy's bad luck. Who made him feel bad when he bumped into Uncle Lu?

As for the consequences, will the Huashan faction send troops to investigate and find trouble? With the little strength of the Huashan Sect, how could he take it seriously? How dare Yue Buqun do it?

As for whether he can beat the opponent or not, it is not Lu Lianrong's consideration at all. After all, he is still a disciple of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and has practiced martial arts for decades.

Even if the opponent is extremely talented, how powerful can he be at such an old age after only practicing for so many years?

He, Uncle Lu, can deal with the opponent with just one hand.

As Lu Lianrong got closer and closer, Li Mu narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that the person in front of him was evil.

Lu Lianrong quickly walked closer, looking at Li Mu up and down with a pair of yellow eyes.

He said in a mocking tone: "You are a junior from Huashan, so you're not that good at all?"

Li Mu chuckled and said, "Who are you? You come here to talk nonsense." Lu Lianrong was furious. He pointed at Li Mu and said, "Boy, you are so kind. You don't even know me. Today I want to replace Yue Bu." I’ll teach you a lesson.”

Li Mu looked like he suddenly realized something.

"Oh, come to think of it, aren't you the golden-eyed crow that everyone in the world hates? Sure enough, the nickname was not wrong."

"You still want to teach me a lesson for my master, you deserve it!"

Lu Lianrong was furious in an instant, his face turned red, and he swung his body and slapped Li Mu with a palm, causing strong winds.

Li Mu smiled faintly, watched the palm wind approaching indifferently, swayed slightly, and dodged away.

Lu Lianrong said softly, obviously surprised that Li Mu could dodge this palm. He was about to attack again when he suddenly saw Li Mu disappear. His heart tightened and he didn't dare to hesitate. He just took a defensive posture.

Li Mu had appeared behind him, smiled coldly, and used Linghu Chong's unique skill "Goose Falling on Flat Sand" to kick Lu Lianrong on the buttocks. Lu Lianrong screamed and flew into the grass nearby.

Ten seconds later, Li Mu's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Lianrong, who was trembling with anger as his body trembled with anger, pulled out his long sword and rushed towards him desperately. He had been sparring with the Hengshan disciples for several days. Although the harvest was not small, the Hengshan disciples' swordsmanship was far from the best. It's unsatisfactory, and not many can catch his eye.

The Lu Lianrong in front of him is, after all, a first-generation disciple who has practiced Hengshan swordsmanship for decades. Although he is not popular in Hengshan, he knows more than the second-generation disciples, such as the "Thirteen Styles of Thousand Changes of Clouds and Mist", "Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword"...it's not a loss to win a battle.

The Hengshan School's swordsmanship is famous for its changes. The swordsmanship is nine-dimensional and one real. It is extremely capable of confusing people's ears and eyes. In addition, Lu Lianrong's swordsmanship is not bad, and Li Mu has seen a lot of things that he had not seen in the past few days. The swordsmanship I have seen.

However, that’s about it!

Li Mu gave a clear scolding, and his body was like the swift wind. Suddenly, he stumbled, and with a clear sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and he advanced straight forward, the sword blade cutting horizontally!

Lu Lianrong saw that he had tried his best to attack without any success. At this moment, Li Mu had drawn his sword and obviously no longer held back. He was shocked and did not dare to neglect. He turned to one side and moved the sword like the wind, trying to block the sword.

Li Mu followed the sword, as fast as it floated wildly, and the sword was as powerful as the Yangtze River, rolling up and attacking with all his strength!

For a moment, the sword was shining brightly, rolling the flower branches on the trees, and for a while, the green leaves and fallen flowers were all over the sky, flying all over the sky.

Lu Lianrong's pressure increased instantly. Regardless of his face, he tried his best to resist the attack and said intermittently: "Senior nephew... let it go... I admit defeat... I admit defeat..."

Li Mu seemed to have not heard anything. Hearing that Lu Lianrong could still say something, he couldn't help but sneered. With a clear scolding, the power of his sword surged by three points and he attacked like a splash of ink.

Lu Lianrong was in chaos for a while, and was interrupted every time he opened his mouth. He could not even say a single word, so he had no choice but to use all his martial arts, just to avoid being defeated too miserably.

Li Mu suddenly changed his sword posture, and the Chaoyang Yiqi sword was replaced by the iron wire sword style.

The next moment, there was only a buzzing sound, the long sword passed across Lu Lianrong's body, and there was a cry of pain. Before the sword could be used, Li Mu dragged his wrist, and the sword followed a half arc and passed through Lu Lianrong's other side. He spun back and let out another cry of pain.

Next, Li Mu struck out with one sword after another, moving faster and faster. Lu Lianrong struck from the left to the right, screaming incessantly.

Half a minute later, Li Mu sheathed his sword.

Although the vital points were avoided and there were no fatal injuries, Lu Lianrong, whose body was covered with curved blood lines, had become a bloody man.

After a frightened scream, Lu Lianrong finally realized that he was afraid. He looked at Li Mu with fear on his face and knelt directly on the ground.

"Spare your life, nephew...spare your life. No...spare your life, hero!"

Li Mu said calmly: "Spare your life... Why do I want your life!"

Lu Lianrong was stunned for a moment: "Kowtow quickly, yes, yes, the hero is right. I was at fault in the first place, and I have to bear the blame. My humble life can dirty the hands of the hero."

Li Mu chuckled and said, "You're still pretty smart, so let me ask you, if someone asks you what's wrong with your injury, how should you answer?"

Lu Lianrong was stunned for a moment, then said quickly: "It's...I...accidentally injured me while practicing martial arts..."

Li Mu said: "Can practicing martial arts hurt yourself like this?"

Lu Lianrong quickly changed his words: "It's because I have a bad mouth and don't know how high the world is. I offended the master and was taught a lesson by others."

Li Mu smiled: "It turns out that you also know that your mouth stinks!"

Lu Lianrong nodded quickly and bowed with an apology.

Li Mu said: "Very good, very good! It seems that my uncle is not confused yet, so my nephew will leave first."

After saying that, he laughed, turned around and walked down the mountain without looking back.

Lu Lianrong was left sitting there blankly with a look of horror on his face.

After taking a cup of tea, a sigh suddenly came, and Li Mu was startled. Not far away, the whimpering sound of the harp suddenly sounded. The sound was desolate, like sighing, like crying, desolate and distant, revealing a sense of sadness.

He followed the sound of the piano for more than ten feet and saw a slender old man sitting on a rock in front of him with a haggard face. He was wearing a long green cloth gown, which was washed green and white, and his appearance was very strange. It's abjection.

I heard that Mr. Mo Da, the leader of the Hengshan School, "Xiaoxiang Yeyu", was slender and had a haggard face. He liked to wear a long green cloth gown. His shape was very rough and he was as thin as a tuberculosis ghost!

At the same time, he was a man of few words and could not be seen when he came and went. The "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" played by a huqin was so sad and desolate that it was difficult to hold back tears. A thin and narrow sharp sword uses the "Thirteen Movements of Hengshan Cloud and Mist" to teach people how to defend against it. It is known as "The sword is hidden in the harp, and the sword makes the sound of the harp!"

Could this be Mr. Mo Da from Xiaoxiang Yeyu? After Li Mu pondered for a moment, he was sure that this person was Mr. Mo Da. He took two steps forward and saluted, "Huashan disciple Lin Pingzhi has met Master Mo!"

The old man suddenly raised his head, his gaze condensed, and a pair of turbid eyes actually shot out a ray of light. He looked at Li Mu a few times, rolled his eyelids, and said: "Not bad, not bad, very good, very good..." After saying that, he turned around and walked away. Walk!

Li Mu was stunned. This Mr. Mo Da had a really weird temper. He took out the letter from his arms and hurriedly caught up and said, "Uncle Mo, here is a letter written by my master!"

Seeing Mr. Mo Da stop, Li Mu handed over the letter. Mr. Mo Da took it, opened it immediately, scanned it hastily and said, "Mo Da is lazy by nature. If my nephew has any arrangements, just ask Junior Brother Zhao."

Li Mu said: "This disciple has been staying in your sect for several days. I will leave tomorrow, so I won't bother you."

Mr. Mo Da said: "That's fine, that's fine..."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "Alas... Even Rong, who behaved like this and got this retribution, can't blame others!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. The song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" sounded in the mountains, and the figures gradually disappeared!

(End of this chapter)