Chapter 539: The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano
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.
Mr. Yue is always kind?"
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 here, 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 this 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 think I will be able to return to the mountain within a few days."
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Li Mu said: "Thank you so much, uncle, that disciple is no longer bothering me."
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. I just took my junior brother up the mountain and forgot to inquire about it 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."
"It just so happened that I took this opportunity to help me introduce some masters from Hengshan to have a discussion with me."
Mi Weiyi could only smile and nod in agreement.
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Time was running out, and Li Mu stayed in the Hengshan sect for three or four days, and had a very comfortable time.
In the past few days, his name has become known to everyone in the Hengshan Sect.
He had no choice but to try Hengshan's swordsmanship, so he asked Mi Weiwei to introduce a few 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 three battles, he was naturally 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 hills. There are lush forests and bamboos everywhere, exotic flowers and grasses, and fragrant fragrance all 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 and looming, the peaks to the south lined up like barriers, the Xiangjiang River to the east meandering like a jade belt, and the top of the snow peak to the west, the silver waves rolling, thousands of thousands of people.
Thousands of scenes, all in sight, such beautiful scenery and wonders of the world make people mesmerized!
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 that the person coming was Lu Lianrong.
Lu Lianrong has been a little excited recently. After decades of mediocrity, he finally has a chance to stand out.
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 his fellow disciples, and 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 never improves or declines.
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 in the nearby provinces of Hengshan, but he has 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 a person like him, Lu Lianrong, had ever existed!
But a few months ago, his 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 spoil 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 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 and 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 today's martial arts and the current predicament of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He mentioned that the Five Mountains Sword Sect now has Shaolin, Wudang suppressing it, and the devil's sect's life and death enemy,
The time has come when we have to change in order to survive.
After hearing this, Lu Lianrong was deeply impressed and firmly believed in what he said. 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 the Zuo leader, "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 master 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.
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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 on a regular basis. Recently, he also asked him to pay more attention to Liu Zhengfeng and investigate who he was dating.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! 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 extremely talented and highly skilled in martial arts. Hengshan disciples had never won a single competition.
Lu Lianrong has always disliked 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 number of people, 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 disciple of Huashan 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 raise an army to investigate and find trouble? With the strength of the Huashan faction, how could he take it seriously? Would Yue Buqun dare?
Whether he can defeat the opponent or not 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 other party 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 so angry that he pointed at Li Mu and said, "Boy, you are so smart that you don't even know me. Today I will teach you a lesson for Yue Buqun."
Li Mu looked like he suddenly realized something.
"Oh, come to think of it, aren't you the golden-eyed crow that everyone hates in the world? Sure enough, you were not given the wrong nickname."
"You still want to teach me a lesson for my master, you deserve it!"
Lu Lianrong was furious in an instant, his face flushed red, and with a sway, he slapped Li Mu with his palm, causing strong winds.
Li Mu smiled faintly and watched the palm wind approaching indifferently. He 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 already appeared behind him, smiled coldly, and used Linghu Chong's unique skill "Goose Falling on Flat Sand", and kicked 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's body shaking with anger, he pulled out his long sword and rushed towards Lu Lianrong desperately. He had been sparring with the Hengshan disciples for several days. Although he gained a lot, the Hengshan disciples' swordsmanship was far from perfect.
It's not that good, and not many can catch his eye.
The Lu Lianrong in front of him was, after all, a first-generation disciple who had practiced Hengshan Sword Technique for decades. Although he was not popular in Hengshan, he knew more than the second-generation disciples about the "Thirteen Styles of Thousand Changes of Clouds and Mist".
"Returning Wind and Falling Wild Goose Sword"...it's not a loss to win one 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 quite good. Li Mu has seen a lot in a short period of time.
A swordsmanship that has never been seen before.
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 already 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 with flying speed, and the sword was as powerful as the Yangtze River, rolling upwards 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: "Master nephew... let it go... I admit defeat... I admit defeat..."
Li Mu seemed unaware, hearing that Lu Lianrong could still say something, he couldn't help but sneered, and 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 a state of 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 skills, 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, and his moves became 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 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 am the one to 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 and said quickly: "It's... I... accidentally injured myself while practicing martial arts..."
Li Mu said: "Can practicing martial arts hurt yourself like this?"
Lu Lianrong quickly changed his words and said: "It's because I have a bad mouth and don't know where 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, smiling in apology.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Mu said: "Very good, very good! It seems that the uncle is not confused yet, so the 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, with a sense of sadness.
He followed the sound of the piano and walked for more than ten feet when he saw a tall and slender old man sitting on a rock in front of him.
It's abjection.
I heard that Mr. Mo Da, the leader of the Hengshan School, "Xiaoxiang Yeyu", was slender and had a gaunt face. He liked to wear a long green cloth gown, and his shape was very rough. He was as thin as a tuberculosis ghost!
At the same time, he is a man of few words, and he comes and goes without a trace. The "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" played by the huqin is sad and desolate, making it difficult to hold back tears. A thin and narrow sharp sword uses "A Thousand Changes of Fantasy Hengshan"
"The Thirteen Movements of Cloud and Mist" teaches people how to guard against them. It is also 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
Walk!
Li Mu was stunned. This Mr. Mo Da had a really weird temper. He took out the letter from his arms and quickly 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 hurriedly 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 and will leave tomorrow, so there will be no need for trouble."
Mr. Mo Da said: "That's fine, that's fine..."
As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "Alas... Even Rong, who acted 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 faded away!