Dali Wuliang Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and it looks like a fairyland from a distance.

There is a small sect in Wuliang Mountain, namely Wuliang Sword Sect. The disciples of his sects all live in Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace.

There is a huge waterfall behind Jianhu Palace, and a large lake is formed under the waterfall. There is a huge smooth stone called Yubi by the lake. When the moon rises, lucky people can see the immortal practicing sword on the jadebibi...

The Wuliang Sword Sect was established in the Later Tang Dynasty. During the reign of the Song Dynasty, it was divided into three sects in the east, north and west. Every five years, the disciples of the three sects competed in the Jianhu Palace. The winning sect could live in the Jianhu Palace for five years and compete again in the sixth year.

In five games, those who win three games will win.

The Northern Sect won forty years ago and moved into Jianhu Palace. Five years later, he lost and left the palace. The head of the sect was furious and led his disciples to Shanxi. Since then, he no longer participated in the sword competition and did not communicate with the East and West Sects.

Over the past thirty-five years, the East and West Sects have won and lost each other. The East Sect has won four times and the West Sect has won two times. And today is another competition.

On the field, there were a lot of sword lights and the sound of swords sounded. In the middle, there were two people competing for swords. Both of them were very fast in sword skills. After fighting with all their strength, the middle-aged man was better at it and won one move and half a move.

"The Dongzong has won three formations. It seems that this 'Sword Lake Palace' will let the Dongzong live for another five years. Junior Sister Xin, do we still have to compete?" Zuo Zimu, the head of the Dongzong, said proudly, holding his beard.

The Taoist nun on the side was Xin Shuangqing, the head of the Western Sect. She held back her anger and said, "Senior Brother Xin has trained his disciples well, but I don't know how many years have passed since Senior Brother Xin studied the Wuliang Jade Wall?"

Zuo Zimu snorted coldly and glared at her and said, "Have you forgotten the rules in the sect?"

Xin Shuangqing could only keep silent.

There are outsiders present, so I can't talk about it if it is inside the Wuliang Sword Sect. The audience around me is not all disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect East and West Sect, and many well-known local gangsters in Yunnan have also been invited to be notaries.

But the young man in blue in the corner was an unknown person, and I don’t know who brought it.

The two of them were fighting just now, and everyone watched quietly, but he laughed.

Just now, Zuo Zimu did not cause trouble for him because of the competition, but at this time the dust settled and he had to settle the score later.

"You little brother, where are you? Just now, you saw that my disciple won with a false move, so you sneered. What does it mean? I guess your martial arts are also very clever, so please give me some advice to the bad disciples." Zuo Zimu's eyes were circulating, as if he was testing his background.

The young master in Qingyi scratched his head and smiled: "I am the next surname Duan, and I have never learned any martial arts in a single name. When I see others falling, no matter whether they are true or false, I can't help laughing."

It turned out that the false moves used by Zuo Zimu's disciple just now fell to the ground, looking extremely indecent, and the young man in blue couldn't help laughing.

When Zuo Zimu heard that he had no respect in his words, he widened his eyes and said with a serious look: "What's so funny about this!"

Duan Yu shook the folding fan and said lightly: "It's nothing funny to sit and lie alone, but if an adult lies on the ground, it's funny, unless it's a three-year-old doll."

After hearing this, Zuo Zimu was even more furious, looked around and asked, "Who brought this kid?"

No one answered this time, and Zuo Zimu looked at Duan Yu again: "How did you get into my Wuliang Mountain!"

Duan Yu looked at the side, and looked surprised and whispered: "Why is the big brother who brought me in just now missing now? Maybe he's gone out!"

When Zuo Zimu heard what he said, he saw his cynical expression on his face, and thought he was here to make a fuss on purpose. His face darkened and he didn't care about anything else. He said to the disciple beside him: "Guangjie, you can compete with this young master!"

Gong Guangjie was chuckled by this man just now and wanted to beat him up. At this time, after receiving the order from his master, he drew out his sword, jumped onto the field, and said to Duan Yu: "You can do something!"

Duan Yu scratched his head: "Your master told you to compete with me, but your master is not my master. Your master can't call you, but your master can't call me. Very good, practice, I'll just watch."

"What?" Gong Guangjie looked confused and was messed up by Duan Yu's tongue twister words.

The others couldn't help laughing when they watched the scene. Now Gong Guangjie became even more angry and drew his sword and stabbed Duan Yu. Duan Yu did not dodge or dodge, but just looked at him with a smile. Gong Guangjie deviated the sword a few inches away and wiped past him.

"Do you really don't know how to do it or pretend to be stupid? Why do you want to come to my Jianhu Palace to play wild?" Gong Guangjie asked.

Duan Yu looked aggrieved: "How come you, my uncle, is so domineering? I don't like to look at people to fight the most in my life. The noble school is called Wuliang Sword, who lives in Wuliang Mountain. The Buddhist scriptures say: "Wuliang has four: one kindness, two compassion, three joy, four giving..."

Duan Yu was influenced by Buddhism since he was a child, and naturally mastered the Buddhist scriptures well and memorized them like a stream. However, Wuliang Sword School does not believe in religion, and even if he believes in it, he still believes in him. Perhaps it is more effective for him to memorize some Tao Te Ching at this time.

"What a mess!" Gong Guangjie took back his sword, and slapped him with the sword body on the way, slapped his left cheek red.

Now everyone understood that this young master really knows martial arts.

"I said what kind of person he is? It turns out to be a pustule!" Gong Guangjie said, pushing his hand forward, pushing Duan Yu down, falling to the corner of the table, breaking the forehead.

Duan Yu covered his bleeding forehead and said with a grievance: "I thought there was something good about fighting people in the martial arts world, but it was better to play with monkeys. You are so savage, I won't play with you anymore."

After saying that, he got up and wanted to leave.

But it would be fine if he had agreed to leave, but his words "playing with monkeys" angered Gong Guangjie.

"You can leave, kowtow eight times to my master."

Duan Yu glanced at Gong Guangjie, shook his head, looking unreasonable, and was about to go out when the other party's fist arrived again.

But this time, Gong Guangjie was stopped by something.

"Ah, it's a snake!"

Two colorful poisonous snakes fell from the beam, just wrapped around his arms and drilled into it along his sleeve.

Gong Guangjie was so scared that he quickly took off his clothes. At this time, a crisp laugh came from the beam.

Everyone looked up and saw a little girl sitting on the beam. Zuo Zimu was shocked and thought that this girl had such good light skills, but she even got on the beam of the house.

This girl is Zhong Ling. She came here to see a good show. But when she saw the group of people in Wuliangshan bullying an unarmed scholar, she helped her with righteousness.

Zuo Zimu made a decisive move and cut two poisonous snakes into two pieces with one sword. Zhong Ling stopped relying on it and released a spirit pet like Lightning mink to attack Gong Guangjie.

The lightning marten feeds on poisonous snakes, and when it bites, the limbs will fall into paralysis. At this time, it ran around Gong Guangjie's clothes, and then scratched his clothes with sharp claws, leaving many blood marks.

Gong Guangjie screamed, and kept taking off her clothes and trying to get rid of the marten. The lightning marten crawled and scratched him everywhere. Gong Guangjie couldn't help but run out of the hall, but as soon as she ran out of the door, she bumped into someone.

It was Zuo Zimu's junior brother Rong Ziju. But unexpectedly, when the two collided, Rong Ziju fell directly to the ground.

Zuo Zimu hurried forward to investigate, but found that his junior brother's eyes were wide open, his face was full of resentment, but his breath was gone in his mouth and nose.

Zuo Zimu was shocked and quickly used his true energy to massage him, but he could no longer save him.

His junior brother is also a first-class master, how could he be killed by this collision? He quickly investigated his injuries. As soon as he lifted his robe, he saw eight black words written on his chest: "Shennong Gang Destroys Wuliang Sword".

The long sword in Zuo Zimu's hand shook slightly, and the sword sounded long, but it was because he felt angry.

"See who killed whom!"

Zuo Zimu naturally knew about the Shennong Gang.

Last autumn, four incense masters from the Shennong Gang came to Jianhu Palace to ask for a visit and wanted to go to the back mountain of Wuliang Mountain to collect herbs. However, the back mountain of Wuliang Mountain is a forbidden area of ​​the sect and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

What these four people wanted was not ordinary herbs, but the Tongtian grass on the edge of Jianhu Lake. This Jianhu Lake was the lake below Jianhu Palace, and it was also the place where the Wuliang Jade Bi of Wuliang Mountain was located.

How could outsiders get involved in such a forbidden area of ​​the sect? So Zuo Zimu decisively rejected the four people.

But unexpectedly, these four people actually held grudges. When they came back this year, they poisoned his junior brother to death!

The black words on Rong Ziju's body are caused by poisonous substances corroding the skin. They are extremely vicious!

In this way, Zuo Zimu didn't care about the two juniors in the hall. Rong Ziju came back to report the news. It seemed that the Shennong Gang was already in front of him.

"All the disciples obey the orders and hold the sword and face the enemy with me." Zuo Zimu raised his arms and shouted. The disciples in the hall drew their swords and showed up, with great momentum.

On this side, the Wuliang Sword Sect was on high alert, and other people from the martial arts world also surrendered in order not to get into troubled water. Duan Yu and Zhong Ling were also driven out of the Jianhu Palace. I wonder if they were interested, but they became friends after chatting for a while.

Wuliang Mountain is very big, and the people from the Shennong Gang just blocked the way up the mountain and had not yet officially launched a general attack on Jianhu Palace.

Duan Yu, who was a peaceful person, decided to go down the mountain to find the Shennong Gang and persuade them to give up the battle between the two sides. He and Zhong Ling all the way to the hillside in the east, and saw rippling of blue smoke rising from the hillside, with more than ten clusters of them, but the Shennong Gang was cooking poison to deal with the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Duan Yu was stubborn to persuade these outlaws. After Duan Yu's sweet words along the way, Zhong Ling could only roll his eyes and follow her.

I have to say that Duan Yu’s kung fu is really first-class.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the edge of the east hillside, they were captured by two men in yellow. After some questioning, they escorted Duan Yu to meet their leader.

The three of them turned over the valley for a moment and saw a person sitting among a pile of rocks.

Duan Yu bowed and said, "I have met the leader of the Sikong Gang."

The man turned around, Duan Yu was shocked, and pointed at him and said, "You, you are..."

This person was the hero who took him into the Jianhu Palace, but how could he appear here at this time?

Duan Yu raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something, and said with a disappointed look: "So, you are Sikong Xuan!"

The "Sikong Xuan" smiled and said, "I am not Sikong Xuan, my name is Li Yanzong."

Well, relying on the disguise technique of Azhu Sect, Murong Fu, who pretended to be the second-in-commander of the Shennong Gang, successfully brought Duan Yu into the pit. I guess Jiumo Zhi was looking for him all over the street, but this guy actually ran to Wuliang Mountain.

Fortunately, I came in time enough, otherwise Duan Yu would have entered Langhuan's blessed land.

"Li Yanzong? Your name is Li Yanzong?" Duan Yu felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it, but he said with a disappointment, "Xia Li, why did you trick me here? I didn't expect you to be from the Shennong Gang... You have already decided to deal with the Wuliang Sword Sect, right?"

Duan Yu remembered that Li Yanzong and he met in Dali, and had a great chat along the way. He thought that the two had become friends, but the world was so dangerous! He didn't expect that the other party was just to use him.

Murong Fu nodded, "Only the Tongtian Grass under the Jianhu Palace can save my life and the leader of Sikong Xuan. Since you already know, don't blame me!"

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he waved his hand and his subordinates came forward to take Duan Yu.

Duan Yu did not resist at all because he really didn't know any martial arts skills.

But Zhong Ling, who was beside him, stretched out his hand and said, "Slow down."

"Xia Li, since you and Mr. Duan were friends before, why would you not let him go?"

"Let him go? Should I let him go and inform the Wuliang Sword Sect?" Murong Fu asked back.

Duan Yu and Zhong Ling's hearts were stuttering at the same time. Why didn't they expect this?

Murong Fu smiled a little, and his two subordinates had already stepped forward to capture him. Zhong Ling suddenly made a move, knocking down one person with one punch, and a gust of white wind popped out of his arms, and rushed towards another subordinate.

Zhong Ling Diao bit the man, and saw his whole body trembling as if he was electrocuted.
To be continued...