Seven Heroes Town Catching God, patrolling the streets will become stronger 90. Chapter 90 Goodbye to the old friend, the full version of Liancheng Sword Art
90. Chapter 90 Goodbye to the old friend, the full version of Liancheng Sword Art
90. Chapter 90 Goodbye Old Friend, Complete Version of Liancheng Sword Technique
Author: Shanyang Xiaoqing
Chapter 90 Goodbye Old Friend, Complete Version of Liancheng Sword Art
As the leader of the dignified Hengshan Sword Sect, Mr. Mo Da has a good reputation, but not many people really know him.
The main reason is that Mr. Mo Da’s hobbies are indeed somewhat unique.
He is usually too lazy to manage mundane affairs and does not like to get involved in various disputes. Instead, he likes to dress up as a down-and-out entertainer and play the piano everywhere.
The sad and plaintive song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" is touching.
He also has quite a strange reputation in the world.
Countless curious eyes focused on him, and after careful inspection, he found that this image was indeed the same as the rumors.
With so many people present, only Yan Ming recognized his identity.
While he was thinking, three figures from outside ran in. They were Lu Yiming, Zhou Dunru and Zhu Xiaoyun from the Hengshan Sect.
"Master, why don't you wait for us?"
Lu Yiming came over and said carefully to Mr. Mo Da.
In this way, it was completely confirmed and no one had any doubts.
However, many people are also curious in their hearts about what Yan Ming meant by what he said just now.
What guidance? What teaching?
Didn't Mr. Mo Da play a piece of music just now?
Is there any other deeper meaning?
Why didn't you hear it?
Countless doubts ran through everyone's minds.
But the most excited ones are none other than Tong Xiangyu and Mo Xiaobei.
The two of them had the biggest reaction, and they had the closest relationship with Mr. Mo Da.
Mr. Mo Da is the biological uncle of Mo Xiaobao and Mo Xiaobei, and the two parties are already related.
If Mo Xiaobao hadn't died unexpectedly, Mr. Mo Da would now be considered an elder of Tong Xiangyu's clan.
It's just that in his early years, Mr. Mo Da had an eccentric personality and had been wandering around the world. Even Mo Xiaobei, who grew up in the Hengshan sect, had never seen him very often, so naturally he didn't recognize him.
Later, when the leader of the Hengshan Sect died and was about to fall apart, Mr. Mo Da rushed back to take over as leader and stabilize the situation.
Mr. Mo Da wiped his cloudy eyes, looked at Yan Ming, smiled and nodded.
"Yan Qiaotou's words are serious. The old man is just expressing his feelings and playing a piece of music. Different people can hear different things from it. It's all based on their own feelings, and there's no point of reference."
When everyone heard what Mr. Mo Da said, they were even more sure that there was another mystery in the music they just played, and maybe there was a chance!
It must be extraordinary to be able to thank Tangtang Yan Captou in public!
Many people's eyes flashed.
Some are trying to recall the tune in their minds, some are regretting that they did not listen carefully enough, and some are constantly asking the people around them to find out if they have learned anything...
After all, most of the warriors present are at the ordinary Qi and Blood realm. If there is an opportunity to be given guidance by a Grandmaster realm, they will definitely not let it go.
It's just that no matter how hard they try, they are destined to gain nothing.
After Mr. Mo Da finished speaking, he looked at Tong Xiangyu and Mo Xiaobei who were squeezing over. A rare smile and kindness appeared on their wrinkled faces.
"Is this Xiaobei? Haha, you have grown so big. The last time I saw you in Hengshan, you couldn't speak."
After Mr. Mo Da finished speaking, he touched his body, took out a small brocade box and handed it over.
"This is a small meeting gift."
Tong Xiangyu wanted to say a few polite words, but Mo Xiaobei had already accepted it with a smile.
"Thank you, uncle. We are all members of the Hengshan sect, so we won't have to talk about those red tapes. Although I was young at the time and didn't remember you, I was very kind to you when I saw you just now. Sure enough, we are a family!"
Mo Xiaobei didn't feel angry at all, he cupped his fists and said.
"Hey, do you know idioms?"
Tong Xiangyu was slightly surprised.
Mo Xiaobei gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I just taught you this yesterday!"
"Not bad!"
Mr. Mo Da nodded with satisfaction.
Looking at Mo Xiaobei's eyes, I became even more appreciative.
To be honest, although Mo Xiaobei is young, he does have the freedom and ease of a child in the world, which is different from ordinary children.
"Child, come closer and have a look."
Mr. Mo Da put the Hu Qin on his lap and freed one hand to hold Mo Xiaobei.
Instantly explore its roots.
As a result, Mr. Mo Da's eyes lit up even more.
"This kid... has excellent bones and is a natural talent for martial arts!"
Mr. Mo Da muttered in a low voice, but Yan Qing heard him clearly.
But to be honest, Yan Ming deeply agrees with Mr. Mo Da’s views.
During this period of time, Yan Ming also paid special attention to Mo Xiaobei while getting along with everyone at Tongfu Inn.
She has a bright mind and a strong talent. She can learn many things in one go and can even draw inferences about other cases from one instance.
The key is that she herself is motivated and is like a sponge in martial arts, making rapid progress.
Looking back on the original plot, this was also the case. Even Mo Xiaobei learned the acupuncture skills of the Sunflower School in no time.
Only with such talent can he achieve the reputation of the Red Flame Mad Demon in the future.
Yan Ming thought secretly in his heart.
"Mr. Mo Da, please stop sitting here and arrange a guest room for you..."
Shopkeeper Tong said politely.
She was worried in her heart, fearing that Mr. Mo Da would come to take Mo Xiaobei away.
After all, Lu Yiming and the others have been entangled in this matter recently, and now even the head of Hengshan has come to the door in person. Could it be...
But unexpectedly, Mr. Mo Da waved his hand.
His eyes passed over Yan Ming next to him.
"Shop Manager Tong, I have heard a lot of things on the way here. Originally, I wanted Xiao Bei to return to the Hengshan Sect, but now I have changed my mind."
"real?"
Tong Xiangyu's eyes lit up.
As long as you don't let Mo Xiaobei leave you, everything else is easy to discuss.
"Do you think this is okay? Xiaobei should still be the head of the Hengshan Sect. She is old and unable to do many things. But she can continue to stay in Qixia Town and take over the affairs of the sect one after another when she becomes an adult.
Things inside the door will be looked after by a few elders."
With that said, Mr. Mo Da pointed at Yan Ming.
"Before I asked Xiao Bei to return to Hengshan, I was just worried that there were many scoundrels with ulterior motives and she would be in danger. But when I saw Yan Capou today, I felt relieved. The Hengshan sect may not be as safe as the Seven Heroes Town."
"Senior is so complimentary."
Yan Ming said he didn't dare to take it.
Tong Xiangyu was immediately surprised and happy.
I thanked Mr. Mo Da profusely and hurriedly called everyone in the inn to entertain Mr. Mo Da.
Since the leader has said so, Lu Yiming and the other three members of the Hengshan Sect have no objections.
The matter of the head of the Hengshan Sect has finally been settled.
This matter is settled.
The next step is to see when the official announcement will be made and the head succession ceremony and other chores will be held.
Seeing that everyone was in a good mood, Yan Ming called Lu Yiming and three others out.
Upon hearing Yan Ming's greeting, the three of them felt nervous.
Ever since they witnessed the scene of Yan Ming crushing the gold and silver elders, they have been a little afraid of this young head catcher.
I also realized that the world is vast, there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world.
At this moment, I thought Yan Ming was going to cause trouble for them, and couldn't help but think about whether I had not been careful in the past few days and violated the rules of Qixia Town again?
Unexpectedly, as soon as they went out, Yan Ming took out a package, took out three long swords, and threw them to them.
"Our sword!"
The three of them were surprised and happy!
Before, Mo Xiaobei clamored for some candied haws, but the three of them were short of money, so they simply pawned their swords and exchanged them for silver to please Mo Xiaobei.
I had given up all hope, but I didn’t expect that the long sword could be recovered!
"Yan Captou, this..."
The three of them didn't know what to say.
Yan Ming waved his hand.
"Don't get me wrong. This is not my money. This is the fine silver that Shopkeeper Tong paid for you last time. I used this money to redeem your weapons. This is the result of my discussion with Shopkeeper Tong. After all,
How can a disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect travel around the world without a sword in his hand? If you want to thank me, please thank Shopkeeper Tong."
The three of them were surprised and happy when they heard this.
"In the future, please be careful not to fight or kill anyone in our Seven Heroes Town. Now that you have a new sect leader, you should help your fellow sects more in the future."
"We remember!"
The three of them nodded hurriedly.
Yan Ming then waved them back.
The three of them were holding long swords and couldn't help themselves.
The news that the Hengshan Sword Sect was planning to change its leader first spread in Qixia Town.
Currently, many of the warriors in Qixia Town belong to small sects and are also members of the martial arts world.
Although the Hengshan Sect has not officially announced and held a succession ceremony, some people still visited in advance to congratulate him.
After all, this is an opportunity to get closer to the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Yan Ming did not need to worry about these matters for the time being and continued to patrol the town.
But in his heart, he was recalling the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" by Mr. Mo Da.
Yan Ming indeed heard the profound meaning from that piece of music, especially the buzzing sword sound in the final stage.
Although Mr. Mo Da is also at the master level, his strength is not as strong as Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains.
But after all, he has been with the sword all his life, and his understanding of this Tao has accumulated over the years.
His skill with the sword has reached the point where he has gradually moved away from the flashy sword moves and has faintly captured the essence of the sword's intention.
This not only requires extreme proficiency in swordsmanship, but also requires a profound understanding of life and an obsession with this Tao.
Even among the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which is famous for its swords, few people can touch the edge of sword intent, and most of them still focus on the power of sword moves.
Of course, Mr. Mo Da has only touched the threshold, and is far from understanding it thoroughly. Therefore, in terms of comprehensive combat power, he is far inferior to Zuo Lengchan, who possesses the ice energy.
But the overall direction is right.
Yan Ming doesn't use a sword, but martial arts all over the world are interlinked and the principles are the same.
Yanming's Blood Hell Sword Technique has reached the third level of perfection. The exquisiteness and proficiency of the simple sword technique has made it rare for him to have an opponent at this stage.
But as he broke through the realm one after another, his understanding of sword skills gradually improved, and he always felt that there was still something missing.
The closer the moves are to the end, the more limited the room for improvement becomes, and they gradually become weak.
The sound of Mr. Mo Da's piano and sword seemed to be guided by his decades of experience in the master realm, which made him feel something, so he just opened his mouth to thank him.
"I need to think about it carefully when I go back. In addition, I also have the newly obtained Five Saints Spiritual Art and the Blood Hell Sword Technique..."
Yan Ming thought.
Two days later, Mr. Mo Da led Lu Yiming and three others to prepare to leave.
Regarding Mo Xiaobei's taking over as the leader of the Hengshan Sect, he had already reached an agreement with Tong Xiangyu, and his expression relaxed a lot, as if he had let go of a worry.
Mr. Mo Da went back to prepare for the ceremony to take over as the leader, and he will soon announce the world.
Before leaving, Mr. Mo Da said goodbye to Yan Ming alone and asked Yan Ming to protect Mo Xiaobei.
Of course Yan Ming understood what he meant.
Mo Xiaobei took over as the head of Hengshan, and the matter of merging the Five Sacred Mountains was postponed. Some people must be unhappy.
If you are unhappy, you may cause trouble.
"Senior, don't worry. I am the head catcher of Qixia Town. Xiaobei is a resident of Qixia Town. I will definitely protect her."
Mr. Mo Da was relieved and said goodbye.
Several people stood at the entrance of the town to see each other off.
There were many bodyguard warriors resting on both sides of the road outside the town, and they were all talking about what was happening.
"That's Mr. Mo Da? It's exactly like the one in the legend."
"The one behind him is a high-ranking disciple of the Hengshan Sect?"
"Yes, Lu Yiming, Lu Shaoxia, Zhou Dunru, Zhou Shaoxia, Zhu Xiaoyun... Um, is that a young hero or a female hero?"
"She looks very delicate, and her name sounds like that of a female disciple."
"What do you mean, it looks like it?"
A series of comments reached Zhu Xiaoyun's ears, which immediately made him frown and almost get angry.
He has a delicate appearance and a soft voice. He hates others thinking that he is a woman.
But considering that this was still the territory of Qixia Town, Zhu Xiaoyun held back.
Just shake your head and leave.
The group of people quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Tong Xiangyu took Mo Xiaobei back to Tongfu Inn.
Yan Ming was thinking about taking a look around.
But suddenly his eyes focused on a figure walking on the road.
The man was wearing ordinary linen clothes and carrying a luggage. His temperament and appearance were somewhat simple.
His right hand is disabled, with several fingers missing, and he is holding a bamboo stick in his hand.
It seems that he came here in a hurry and just arrived at Qixia Town.
It's just that he was looking around curiously as he walked.
The scene in Qixia Town now was completely different from the last time he came here, it was much more lively.
This figure is very familiar to Yan Ming!
"Di Yun!"
"Oh, my benefactor!"
When Di Yun saw Yan Ming, he hurriedly walked a few steps in front of him, bowed his head and bowed.
But he was supported by Yan Ming.
The bodies of the two touched each other, and a trace of profound and mysterious inner energy emerged from both of them.
"ah!"
Di Yun was filled with surprise and whispered in a low voice.
"My benefactor, your Shen Zhao Jing...has been practiced to this extent in a short period of time? This, let alone me, is much faster than the former big brother Ding Dian!"
Di Yun seemed a little unbelievable.
How much time has passed since he gave the Divine Light Sutra to Yan Ming?
Isn’t it difficult to get in in this short time?
But Yan Ming has achieved some success...
Similarly, Yan Ming also noticed that Di Yun's skill was much stronger than before. He must have improved during the time he was away.
Di Yun's internal strength has been built up over several years, and Ding Dian helped guide him in the early stages. If he continues step by step, his strength will gradually increase.
"Brother Di, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk while walking."
Yan Ming said, leading Di Yun towards a secluded place.
At the same time, I also listened to Di Yun briefly describe his experience during this period.
After he returned to Jingzhou, Ling Tuisi had basically collapsed, and Miss Ling's tomb had no one to take care of it.
Di Yun easily dug out Miss Ling's coffin and prepared to bury them together in accordance with Miss Ling and Ding Dian's wishes during their lifetime.
Miss Ling's coffin was coated with the poison of Jinbo Xunhua. Yan Ming had reminded him of this before, so Di Yun was very careful and kept no contact during the whole process. He looked for tools to open the coffin.
Speaking of this, Di Yun looked a little melancholy.
Without him having to say anything, Yan Ming, who was familiar with the plot, knew why.
Because it was not until the moment he opened the coffin that Di Yun discovered that Ling Tuisi's daughter, Ling Shuanghua, was not buried after her death, but was nailed to death inside the coffin by her biological father!
The moment the coffin was opened, Ling Shuanghua's hands holding on to the coffin lid slipped.
On the coffin lid, there were crooked handwriting scratched by Miss Ling's fingernails.
"Ding Lang, Ding Lang, we will be husband and wife again in the next life and the next life."
Even Yan Ming couldn't help feeling depressed and sighed when he thought of such a plot.
How could there be such a cruel father in the world?
But he met such an infatuated man and woman.
Di Yun said, took out another piece of paper and handed it to Yan Ming.
Yan Ming took a quick look and saw the words "Fifty-one, Thirty-three, Twenty-eight" written on it.
It is the complete version of Liancheng Sword Technique that Ling Tuisi and others once dreamed of.