The Evil Star of the White Board is a notorious master of the underworld, but he has a close friendship with Zuo Lengchan, and he often handles some secret scandals for the Songshan Sect!
This time, the two masters and disciples came to Hengyang at the invitation of Zuo Lengchan to assist Fei Bin, Ding Mian, and Lu Bai, and to stop Mo Da and the masters of the Hengshan School when necessary.
But unexpectedly, Fei Bin and the other three were captured by the court. As soon as the news came out, the evil star of the whiteboard was also frightened.
Although his martial arts is higher than that of Fei Bin and the other three, it is not easy to capture three Yuan Hua realm warriors alive.
Even if Zuo Lengchan came in person, he would be able to defeat Fei Bin and three others at most. There is no way that the three of them would be captured alive at the same time if they tried to leave.
So the evil star of the whiteboard chose the safest way - to watch Fei Bin and the others being escorted away, and then run away on his own.
Originally, the evil star Baiban wanted to escape back to Songshan Mountain and report the matter to Zuo Lengchan, but the strange phenomenon on Zhurong Peak of Hengshan Mountain still attracted the attention of their master and disciple.
Judging from the posture, either a magic weapon has been forged, or a treasure of heaven and earth has been born!
Since ancient times, rare treasures have always been inhabited by virtuous people. The evil star of Whiteboard feels that he is very virtuous, so isn’t it natural to come here to hunt for treasures?!
So the pair of masters and disciples went up to Hengshan Mountain. After searching around and finding nothing, they set their sights on the Hengshan Sect on Hengshan Mountain.
Although the headquarters of the Hengshan Sect is at the foot of the eastern foothills of Hengshan Mountain, outside Hengyang City, the ancestral hall on this mountain is also guarded! Maybe this treasure was preempted by someone from the Hengshan Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.
But Hengshan is one of the Five Mountains after all. Although it is not as good as the Eight Great Sects, it is not something that ordinary people dare to mess with.
In this case, the master and apprentice of the evil star Baiban came up with an idea.
Master and disciple combined, even if they couldn't find the rare treasure and smashed the Hengshan sect's ancestral hall, the face of Hengshan would still be good, and this would also give an explanation to Zuo Lengchan.
It’s not that we didn’t save Fei Bin and the other three, but we started to cause trouble for the Hengshan sect.
With this thought, the master and apprentice took action.
So under the instigation of the evil star Baiban and Qinghai Yixiao, a kind of Jianghu people who came to hunt for treasures gathered in front of the Hengshan sect's ancestral hall, and the current scene happened.
"How many of you from Hengshan?! Why don't you take out the magic weapon that Hengshan just got and let us taste it?!"
Qinghai Yixiao also said, "That's right, don't be so stingy!"
The six people in Hengshan couldn't tell how miserable they were. They had also seen the strange phenomenon on Zhurong Peak just now, but the Hengshan sect really didn't know what happened! Let alone come up with any magic weapons, sharp blades, or treasures from heaven and earth.
!
It is truly a disaster!
"I heard that there is also a red fruit that grows with it, and if you take it, you can enter the cave!?"
"There is such a treasure, the Hengshan Sect should take it out to open everyone's eyes!"
The people in the arena were saying more and more outrageous things. Just when the crowd was excited and about to take action, a burst of sad music came from all directions, and a ghostly figure came to the whiteboard evil star.
"Oh?! Mr. Mo Da from the Hengshan Sect, I have a point here!"
They say they are polite, but their actions are not polite.
The evil star of the whiteboard thinks that his martial arts is on par with Mo Da, so he has nothing to fear from Mo Da. He is alone, how can he still be afraid of Mo Da?!
Mo Da didn't say anything, he just played "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" by himself.
Whiteboard Evil Star, looking at Mo Da at this moment, always felt that it was indescribably weird. Mo Da at this moment seemed to be more dangerous than Zuo Lengchan, and Whiteboard Evil Star couldn't help but secretly be on guard.
But this move was of no use. Mo Da turned into a blue shadow and passed by the whiteboard evil star.
Before anyone could see clearly what was happening, they saw the evil star Baiban had fallen to the ground.
Yang Qingyuan, who was hiding in the dark and planning to help, also nodded. This move was somewhat interesting.
In the moment of lightning and flint, Mo Da caught the staccato of "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" and struck out eight swords in a row. Four swords broke through the defense of the evil star of the white board, and each of the four swords seriously injured the limbs of the evil star of the white board.
The sword is like an illusory mist, and the body is like a ghost.
After the battle with Yang Qingyuan, the great Thirteen Styles of Thousand Fantasy Clouds and the Eight Swords of Xiaoxiang have gradually become integrated.
In one move, two sword techniques.
Mo Da’s martial arts goes one step further.
The sword returned to its scabbard without breaking.
Yang Qingyuan, who was hiding in the dark, was secretly surprised.
He had just broken Mo Da's thin sword, but now Mo Da took out an identical one... Is this thin sword wholesale?!
Mo Da's slightly withered voice said, "The Hengshan Sect really doesn't know about the vision on Mount Hengshan today!"
Then, regardless of the reaction of the people in the arena, he said to the evil star of the whiteboard, "You have done many evil things, and I should have killed you today, but it is a state-owned law! The court will decide the rest of the crimes and punishments! I can't do anything for you."
"Disciples of Hengshan, send these two to the government later!"
"yes!"
The master came to the scene and the evil star came out instantly, which made the disciples guarding the ancestral hall feel very high.
Qinghai Yixiao on the side felt very bad when he heard this.
"Two" of them were sent to the government. One of them is the evil star of the whiteboard, but who is the other one?!
He immediately applied oil to the soles of his feet and tried to get away.
But Mr. Mo Da, dressed in Tsing Yi, had already appeared in front of him. With a flash of sword light, Qinghai Yixiao could no longer stand on his legs and fell to the ground.
"If you resist, I will punish you on the spot!"
Qinghai Xiaoxiao, who was wailing to cover up his thoughts, spoke softly.
This old boy Mo Da is really ruthless and will do whatever he says! Qinghai Xiao is really a little scared! It’s better not to mess with Mo Da at this time!
"Everyone, I, Hengshan, have not obtained the so-called treasure. Even if we did, would we hide it in the ancestral hall of our ancestors?! I hope you will not be provoked by villains!"
Everyone in the arena looked at the master and apprentice Baiban who fell on the ground. They must have been the two of them that the villain was talking about!
Mo Da said nothing more, but it started raining again in Xiaoxiang night.
The sad sound of the piano made everyone gathered in the arena tremble and gradually dispersed. Even those among them who were unwilling to let go just looked at the master and apprentice Baiban lying on the ground and did not dare to say anything more!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as the song ended, everyone in the world had dispersed.
"Head!"
"Head!"
All six people from Hengshan gathered around.
After the song ended, Mo Da's first words to everyone in Hengshan shocked everyone.
"I want to resign as the leader!"
"Master, you absolutely must not do this!" an old man from Hengshan advised.
"I have some enlightenment and need to travel!"
Another Hengshan elder was suddenly startled, and then he thought of the martial arts demonstrated by the Mo Da Instant Whiteboard Evil Star just now, and his surprise suddenly turned into joy!
"Could it be that the leader has already realized the secret of the cave!?"
If today's Hengshan Sect can produce another master of the Dongxuan Realm, he might be able to achieve the glory of the "Immortal Swordsman" Dugu Yun in the past!
"Something happens!"
Hearing Mo Da speak like this, the two Hengshan elders could no longer persuade him. Compared with Mo Da being the leader, it was obviously more important to enter the realm of cave mysteries.
"There are still two things that need to be told to the disciples by the two uncles. First, I, the next generation leader of the Hengshan sect, should go to the Tianzhi Division of Dali Temple and surrender to the imperial court!"
"Master?! This?!" The first thing that happened was that the two elders didn't know how to answer the question.
"Secondly, my incomplete Five-Way Divine Sword in Hengshan has been completed by Mr. Yang of Dali Temple. It is currently engraved on Zhurong Peak. Before the people from Jianghu arrived, I had cut it on the stone tablet and hid it. Now Zhurong Peak
Beside the cliff."
Then he took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms and said, "This is Tuo Xia's five-move sword technique! I, a disciple of Hengshan, have outstanding talents and are chivalrous. Those who abide by morality and law can pass on this divine sword!"
After Mo Da said the second point, the two elders no longer had any objections to the first point!
Can you get the lost Hengshan Five Divine Swords by joining the imperial court?!
Then you can take refuge again!? Have you completed the incomplete Zhenyue Jue?!
"I will stay in Hengshan until the next leader takes office, and then I will travel around the world!"
Mo Da put Hu Qin on his back, looked like a ghost, and left again!
Yang Qingyuan, who was hiding in the dark, also left early after seeing Mo Da come to the rescue.
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After everyone in the arena dispersed, a group of gray-robed men climbed onto Zhurong Peak again on the night of the third day.
After some investigation, one of them said to the leader, "Sir! The things have been taken away, why do we still come here?!"
"It is related to the master's plans, everything must be done with caution! At this moment, there is no peace in the court or in the mansion, and the master's situation is also worrying!"
"Then I'll wait..."
The whispered words disappeared into the night sky!
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In Hengyang City, Yang Qingyuan was taking Lin Xuemin, Zhou Zhiruo and Mu Xiaochan to say goodbye.
After all, Mu Xiaochan was a member of the palace and could not stay outside for too long. She had to rush back to the palace to return her life to Han Sumi.
Originally, Yang Qingyuan's intention was that Mu Xiaochan would take Lin Xuemin back to the capital, and then send a special person to the Linwuya area of Cangyun Pass.
But Lin Xuemin disagreed life and death!
Yang Qingyuan couldn't forcefully tie her up, and Lin Xuemin's special physique also made Yang Qingyuan want to become a disciple, so just follow her!
"We say goodbye today, but I don't know when we will see each other again! Can Bachelor Yang give Xiao Chan a gift!?"
"What does the shepherdess want?!"
As soon as Yang Qingyuan asked this question, he saw Mu Xiaochan staring at the folding fan in his hand.
"..."
It was the middle of winter, and Yang Qingyuan just imitated a certain censor named Li and made a fan of his own to be fashionable. Unexpectedly, Mu Xiaochan took a fancy to it!
Yang Qingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, "My sandalwood folding fan!!"
But he still handed over the folding fan in his hand.
I finally wrote a fan page and sent it out again.
Not to mention the material of the fan bone and the workmanship of the fan surface. The inscriptions written by Yang Qingyuan alone cost more than a hundred taels.
There may be more than this number. Although Yang Qingyuan occasionally sells calligraphy, it is purely for fun. So far, only one fan has been mentioned, which was given to Feng Qian, the young prince of the Duke of Ying in the Zhou Mingsheng case.
Apart from this, Yang Qingyuan never inscribed the fan again.
This folding fan is the only one of its kind in the world, so its value can be imagined.
Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, Yang Qingyuan was not a stingy person. This little girl came all the way from the capital of Gods to Hengyang just to give him the will and token. For this friendship, Yang Qingyuan also had to give it!
Mu Xiaochan took the folding fan, but was not as excited as the idol's inscription.
She is a harem maid, and Yang Qingyuan is a minister of the court. Their identities are completely different. Mu Xiaochan's practice of "Thirteen Years Cicada" has also reached a bottleneck and is about to go into seclusion. If it can be successfully transformed, it will be Dongxuan.
However, if it fails, there will be no more Mu Xiaochan in the world.
And even if it succeeds, so what?! Aunt Han's martial arts is still superior to the two governors of the East and West, but she can still only look at her beloved in silence.
Mu Xiaochan was already determined to die for a while.
It is very likely that we will never see him again! Mu Xiaochan really wants to hug Yang Qingyuan.
But in the end, I still couldn't say this sentence.
Looking at Mu Xiaochan riding away, Yang Qingyuan's keen sense could feel that there was a sense of twilight and unbreakable sadness in Mu Xiaochan's body. It felt like she was carrying a lot!
"Let's go! It's time for us to go to Bashan!"
"Bashan?!" Lin Xuemin asked curiously.
"Are we going to enter Shu!?"
Yang Qingyuan nodded, "Let's go to Shu first, and then go to the south of the Yangtze River! You will definitely have to cover a lot of ground after a long trip! Zhiruo can also take the opportunity to go back to Emei!"
Zhou Zhiruo nodded. Although she had only been out for a short time, she did miss her master a little!
"Brother Qingyuan, what are you doing in Bashan?!"
"Keep your appointment!"
Yang Qingyuan had an agreement with a peerless swordsman on Bashan Mountain!
After entering the cave, go up to Bashan for a battle!
Let’s go!
The three of them rode on the flat horses they had just bought and rushed towards Sichuan.
Lin Xuemin grew up in the North, and her riding skills are even better than Yang Qingyuan!
Flat horses are a horse breed found near Sichuan and Sichuan. Generally, horses are very easy to fall when going downhill, so ordinary horses go down the mountain sideways.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The flat horse is different. The strength of its limbs is different from that of ordinary horses. Although it is not good at sprinting, it can walk on mountain roads as if it were on flat ground.
The road to Shu is difficult. It is difficult to climb up to the blue sky. Above there are six dragons returning to the sun, and below there are rushing waves and turning back to Sichuan. The yellow crane cannot fly past, and the apes are trying to survive their sorrows.
Liu Wangshu's master once traveled to Shu and carved poems on the mountain wall at the entrance of Shu Road.
When the three of them passed by, they also saw the engravings from that year.
"Is this the strength of Qinglian Sword Immortal?!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the carvings left on the stone wall. The sword intention from ten years ago still existed on the stone wall and would last for a long time. This level of martial arts was already superior to his own.
"Uncle Yang! Didn't you want me to become your disciple as soon as you said you were powerful in martial arts?! I wonder how your martial arts compares to his?!"
Yang Qingyuan has been trying to trick Lin Xuemin into becoming his teacher these days! But Lin Xuemin not only did not fall for the trick, but also upgraded Yang Qingyuan from a brother to a weirdo!
Hearing the name Uncle Yang, Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but feel confused. Why did he become an uncle again?!
"Can't you beat the Qinglian Sword Immortal!?"
Seeing that Yang Qingyuan didn't answer, Lin Xuemin opened her mouth and said irritatingly.
"Judging from the sword intent left by the carvings on this stone wall, Li Taibai's martial arts is still superb! Now ten years have passed, I don't know how advanced he has become!?" Yang Qingyuan said with emotion.
"So you can't beat him?!"
Yang Qingyuan shook his head, "Although Li Taibai's martial arts is strong, unfortunately, he is a swordsman, and 80% of his martial arts is on the sword!"
"How do you say that?!" Lin Xuemin didn't understand what Yang Qingyuan meant.
"If Li Taibai strikes first, I have a 70% chance of winning?!"
"Huh?!...Uncle Yang, are you better at hitting the backhand?!"
