Huashan Mountain, one of the Five Mountains, has high and dangerous peaks.
Since Hao Datong, the master of the Quanzhen Sect, passed down the Taoism here, the Huashan Sect has continued for hundreds of years. It has already become a well-known and upright sect that is famous all over the world. It was even said that the fists are better than Shaolin and the sword is better than Huashan.
The martial arts of the Huashan School are indeed unique. The swordsmanship in the sect has been refined thousands of times by masters of all generations. It is exquisite and powerful, and it is powerful in the martial arts world. Almost every generation has the birth of top masters.
Although thirty years ago, the mountain experienced a great change and all the masters and elders were killed or injured, there was still Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze who relied on the Nine Arts of Huashan to continue the Huashan Sect, especially Yue Buqun.
Qun, not only has the sect's Zixia magic skill been practiced to an extremely advanced level, but he is also extremely fair in dealing with others, so he is respected as a gentleman's sword in the world. In addition, the Huashan sect's outstanding reputation in the past and the Five Sacred Sword Sect's co-operation,
Idle people simply don’t dare to go up the mountain and act arrogantly.
Mo Li walked along the mountain road, looking at the familiar plants and trees, but he didn't feel very emotional in his heart.
This Huashan Mountain has a deep connection with him. It was on this mountain that Zhang Sanfeng was forced to ascend, and it was also on this mountain that he broke through his innate nature and killed Ba Siba.
The past events are still vivid in my mind, but it is difficult to see those familiar people and things again.
Involuntarily, the figures of the Wudang Clan appeared in Mo Li's mind, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Is Mo Shaoxia worried about the safety of everyone in the Huashan Sect?"
Zu Qianqiu on the side comforted him with great discernment: "Mo Shaoxia, don't worry, the Huashan Sect is a big sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the sect has its own foundation. Although Ji Wushi and the others have many people, they can be in the old nest of the Huashan Sect.
But we may not be able to do anything about the people of the Huashan Sect."
"It's true, it's true. When the Divine Sect attacked the Wudang Sect, even though they broke down the mountain gate, the Wudang people still used the tunnel to escape. How can the seniors of the Huashan Sect not understand the principle of the cunning rabbit's three burrows?" Ping Yizhi also advised.
The three of them set off from Hengyang and rode very fast. Even though the road was rugged and the distance was thousands of miles away, under the starry night, it only took them eight days to reach the foot of Huashan Mountain.
The Holy Aunt said that they would only take action against the Huashan Sect if there was no news for ten days, so they still have enough time now.
Naturally, Mo Li would not explain to them the real reason for his melancholy, but said: "You two should take a look separately. Those underworld masters have already taken action, and there may not be anyone at the Huashan faction stationed there now."
Naturally, the two of them did not dare to disobey Mo Li. Ever since they saw Mo Li's martial arts and murderous nature, they were afraid to the core of their bones for this young man who looked delicate and gentle.
This person is not even afraid of the four great masters. Do you have any worries about killing them?
At that moment, the two of them agreed and headed in other directions along the mountain road.
…
In the Huashan faction's camp, on the martial arts field.
A figure leaped and leaped, clear and swift, and a ray of sword light appeared and disappeared around it, swirling and flying, but there was no scream of the sword.
The moves may seem elegant and majestic, but in reality they are restrained with murderous intent, secretly combined with strangeness, and the dangerous way is precisely the Huashan swordsmanship.
Beside this figure, stood a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, with a long five-willow beard under his chin and a face like a crown of jade, watching the figure practice swordplay.
Suddenly, the figure let out a long roar, and the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared, turning into a silver light and piercing the stone sculpture in the corner. There was only a dull sound of "Puff", the stone sculpture was flying, and the long sword was flying.
It penetrated halfway, and the sword body buzzed and trembled endlessly.
"Yes, your internal strength has improved again."
The scholar who spoke in praise was none other than Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School.
As for that figure, he was young, handsome, and had a stubborn look on his brows. Who else could he be if he wasn't Lin Pingzhi?
When he got his revenge in Hengyang City and became a disciple of the Huashan Sect, he followed Lao Yue back to the mountain to practice.
Although it only lasted a few months, he had mastered the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. With Lao Yue sparing no effort to provide resources and guidance, his martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds, and his internal strength was now at the third-rate level, which is quite remarkable.
If he encounters the top four talents of Qingcheng again, I'm afraid he won't be beaten like before, unable to fight back.
"It's all the master's guidance."
After Lin Pingzhi was praised, there was no trace of pride on his face. He took off his long sword and wanted to practice his boxing skills.
After experiencing the drastic changes in his family, his temperament became much calmer and he would never be as impulsive again.
"Hahaha, Mr. Lin, Master Yue, you are still safe and sound on the mountain. I am really happy and congratulated!"
Suddenly, a clear laughter came.
"who!"
Both Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi's expressions changed greatly. They clenched their weapons with great vigilance and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
But in the distance, a young swordsman dressed in white stepped forward. This man was tall and tall, with handsome features. There was a heroic spirit between his brows and eyes. There was a long sword hanging on his waist, and there was a hint of gentleness in the corner of his mouth.
Smile, who was Mo Li if he wasn't the one who made a name for himself in Hengyang City?!
"Brother Mo!"
Lin Ping had a look of surprise on his face and cheered.
"Master Mo!"
Yue Buqun also had a smile on his face, and the depression in his heart also dissipated a bit at this time.
It will be good when you come, it will be good when you come, Shan'er will be saved when you come.
"I haven't seen you for a few months. Mr. Lin's martial arts have improved greatly. He is completely different from before."
Li Mo Li walked to the two of them with a smile, saluted Yue Buqun, and said: "Master Yue, I heard a few days ago that Xiao Xiao was going to the mountain to cause trouble, and I was worried. I rushed to Huashan overnight, but I didn't expect that my worries were in vain.
."
Upon hearing this, both of their smiles froze.
Yue Buqun sighed, his face full of sadness, while Lin Pingzhi's eyes dimmed.
Huh? Could it be that something happened?
Mo Li murmured in his heart, and Lin Pingzhi said in a low tone: "Brother Mo, you don't know something. There were indeed thieves coming a few days ago, but the master got the news early, so we split up and hid in
Those people in the various peaks of Huashan Mountain were unable to do anything but I couldn't wait, but Master and Master took the time to kill a few of them."
"Originally, they had already moved on, but just a few days ago..."
"A few days ago, the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, came to Huashan in person!"
Yue Buqun took the words, with a look of deep fear on his face, and said: "This man's martial arts has really reached an incredible level. I only took two moves under his hands, and he was injured."
, took Shan'er captive."
"He said you are so brave, Shaoxia Mo, for daring to kill the master in his teaching. He asked you to go to Heimuya in person and pick up Shan'er from the mountain."
"Oh, Dongfang Bubai actually went down the mountain?"
Mo Li raised his eyebrows, but his expression became much more solemn.
He originally looked at everyone in peace, thinking that the enemy had retreated, but unexpectedly, it was Dongfang Bubai who came in person and kidnapped Yue Lingshan!
This person actually really valued Ren Yingying.
Yes, after all, he called him Uncle Dongfang. Without some affection, how could he let Ren Yingying be the holy aunt in the church after imprisoning Dongfang Bubai?
It's just that you shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, but you shouldn't bring it to yourself.
If he had stayed well on Blackwood Cliff, Li Qiye might not have bothered him, but now that he has come to find him...
A sharp look flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and he said: "Besides Miss Yue, are there others who were kidnapped together?"
"No, but this man's martial arts skills are really terrible. Not to mention the master's wife was seriously injured by him, even an elder of my Huashan sect was also injured in his hands."
Lin Pingzhi said with some worry: "Brother Mo, I know that you have a close friendship with your senior sister, but whenever you want to go to Heimu Cliff, you must think twice. That person's martial arts is already close to that of a god or a demon!"
"Yes, Pingzhi is right."
Yue Buqun said with a solemn face: "The injured old man is my senior of the Huashan sect. Thirty years ago, my senior was known as the swordsman in the world. He had the demeanor of the best swordsman in the world. He was defeated. It can be seen that Dongfang
The undefeated martial arts is so powerful. Although Shan'er is my own flesh and blood, if the young hero is not sure, he must not go to Heimu Cliff. If he loses his life, what peace of mind will Yue have?"
His words really came from his heart.
The gentleman Jian Yue Buqun is the most hypocritical person in the world, but he doesn't know that he did it as a last resort under the pressure of Zuo Lengchan.
In this life, after Mo Li killed the top leaders of the Songshan Sect one after another, the internal fighting among the Five Mountains Sword Sect immediately dissipated. Although the remaining sects were not weak in strength, none of them were qualified to compare with Yue Buqun.
Therefore, even Yue Buqun, who obtained the evil-repelling sword manual, has not practiced it yet.
Of course he was grateful to Mo Li.
If it weren't for Mo Li, the Huashan Sect would still be in turmoil and could collapse at any time.
As for Yue Lingshan, although he also wants to save her, Blackwood Cliff is the den of a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Dongfang Bubai's martial arts are as powerful as those of heaven and man. If his martial arts are not enough and he forces his way up the mountain, he is afraid that not only will he not be able to save anyone, but he will also risk his own life.
Get in there too.
Others may be impulsive at this time. As the head of the Huashan Sect and in charge of hundreds of years of inheritance, Yue Buqun will certainly not be carried away by negative emotions.
"Head Lao Yue is worried, but no matter how strong Dongfang Bubai is, the long sword in Mo Mou's hand may not be worse than him."
Mo Li stroked his sword lightly and said with a very confident expression: "This time we go to Blackwood Cliff, the word "Dongfang Bubai" will definitely be changed!"
Even if Dongfang Bubai is an innate master, Mo Li will surely win a complete victory if he relies on his swordsmanship and martial arts. Besides, he may not be an innate master!
How can a genius like Pasiba, who appears only once in a thousand years, be seen everywhere?
Seeing that he couldn't stop Mo Li, Yue Buqun felt half happy and half worried. He was happy that maybe Mo Li really had the ability to make Dongfang Bubai bow his head, but he was worried that if Mo Li's life was involved,
Go in, so what?
He remembered the instructions from his uncle, and immediately said: "Since Mo Shaoxia insists on breaking into Blackwood Cliff, it is not easy for Yue to persuade him. It's just that our senior in the sect, Master Feng, once said that if Shaoxia wants to fight against Dongfang Bu
Defeat, you must go and see him."
Master Feng, of course, is Feng Qingyang.
Unexpectedly, when Dongfang Bubai went up the mountain, this person was also surprised.
But it's unusual to think about it. With Dongfang Bubai's martial arts, if you just think about it, the Huashan Sect will be destroyed in just an instant.
Although Feng Qingyang is from the Sword Sect and dislikes Yue Buqun and others, no matter how displeased he is, he is still a member of the Huashan Sect. At the critical moment of the sect's life and death, it is extremely ordinary to take action to resist one or two.
thing.
Mo Li was also somewhat interested in this former sword master who had inherited Dugu Qiubai's inheritance. Hearing that he wanted to see him, he said, "Then please ask Master Yue to lead the way."
The three of them immediately walked towards the Huashan camp.
Just as he took a step forward, he heard several shouts and shouts from outside, as well as the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Someone shouted loudly: "How dare you break into my Huashan Mountain Gate!"
Another person said: "No, no, we are here to worship the mountain, not looking for trouble."
"Sneaky, he said he came to pay homage to the mountain, so he won it!"
…
The noise continued, and when he heard the sounds of hands being made, Yue Buqun's face darkened, and anger welled up in his heart.
We just sent away the people from the Sun and Moon God Sect, but in the blink of an eye, some people came up to the mountain to run wild. I really thought that the Huashan Sect was made of mud!
"Mo Shaoxia forgives me. I have a little trip to the mountains for the night. I will wait for Yue to go and stay with Shaoxia again. In the meantime, you can lead Mo Shaoxia to see your uncle Feng Taishi." Yue Buqun ordered.
road.
Lin Pingzhi was waiting for a response, but Li Li waved his hand and said: "Master Yue, don't be angry. You came with me, but I was afraid that you were not here and asked them to search elsewhere."
"I see."
Yue Buqun nodded, his face looking much better. After all, he was the leader of a large sect. If he was bullied over and over again, no one would feel happy.
He said: "Pingzhi, go and clarify the misunderstanding with Denuo and the others, and take the distinguished guests to the Zhengqi Hall to serve tea."
"Yes, Master."
Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists in response, nodded towards Mo Li, and then walked towards the direction where the sound of fighting came from.
The two men moved forward again, and soon they arrived at a thatched cottage.
While still outside, I heard the people inside coughing from time to time, and a strong smell of medicine wafted over.
"It seems that Senior Feng of the Gui Sect was seriously injured." Li Li frowned.
Yue Buqun's face darkened, he sighed, and said: "To be honest, Uncle Feng Taishi is already old. Although his skills are superb, he only has a few more years to live. This time he was hit hard by Dongfang Bubai. The doctor said
, I’m afraid I won’t survive this year.”
Feng Qingyang lived alone in the mountains, sleeping in the open air, and his life was not good.
When people grow old, they rely entirely on a breath of true energy to sustain them. Now that Dongfang Bubai has been injured, it is reasonable that his lifespan will be damaged.
As for Yue Buqun, he was saddened by the news that Feng Qingyang's days were numbered, but more importantly, he was worried about the future of the Huashan Sect.
After all, for such a master from the previous generation, if he lives for one more day, the Huashan Sect will have one more day of protection.
If he really had any feelings for Feng Qingyang, it would be a joke. In that sword fight in the past, he was almost killed by a sword from the Sword Sect!
"Who...who said the old man is going to die...ahem..."
In the thatched cottage, a weak and hoarse voice suddenly came out...