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As Feng Qingyang left, and the rare silence fell on Siguo Cliff, Li Mu's Zixia Gong on the fourth level gradually became more complete, showing signs of a breakthrough.

At the moment, he focused on the Zixia Magic Art and the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes. Another new year has passed, and Li Mu has grown one year older. He is nineteen years old. It is also the time for Swordsman to start, and it has finally come after so many years.

On this day, as the sun rises at the Chaoyang Peak of Huashan Mountain, I feel the wisps of purple air in the sky. The fourth level of Zixia Gong, which has been completed, becomes smooth and transparent. Suddenly my Dantian jumps, and a surge of true energy surges. When it comes out, it is like the sun shining everywhere, and the internal energy of the whole body melts and leaks into chaos.

His heart moved, he waved his sleeves, floated up to a mountain rock, sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, eliminated all the distracting thoughts in his mind, took a few breaths, straightened out his inner breath, and the fifth level of Zixia Gong was revealed. One by one comes to mind,

He has already fully understood the method of performing Qigong on the fifth level. How to take each step, where to move the Qi, how to cooperate with the acupoints, how to respond to the breathing, when to reverse the Qi movement, when not to follow the strange meridians, and when to go straight. Instead, it flows backwards, and everything is clear in my heart,

At the moment, you should calm down and concentrate, guide your true energy, and circulate it according to the fifth-level practice method.

As the true energy circulated faster and faster, and the whole body was surging, a layer of purple energy lingered all over Li Mu's body. After half a stick of incense, he slowly withdrew his skills and stood up, with an unstoppable look of joy on his face. The fifth level of Zixia Skill It’s done.

From then on, his internal strength cultivation has been comparable to that of the masters of various sects, and he is also top-notch among the first-class masters in the world. If he adds the Dugu Nine Swords, he will be unbeatable anywhere in the world.

In this case, after all these years of delay, some things should be dealt with.

Half a month later, Li Mu rode alone, dressed as an ordinary Jianghu man, and left Huashan in a low-key manner.

……

Time flies, and several months have passed.

On this day, in the Zhengqi Hall of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun was sitting in the middle, took a sip of tea, coughed lightly and said: "You have been a beginner for a long time, and you are diligent in practicing on weekdays, but you are just practicing hard." No, it’s time to go out into the world and see the world.”

"Your uncle Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan sect is going to retire to the world and invite many heroes from the world to attend his Golden Basin Washing Ceremony. I just sent the invitation yesterday, so I want to take this opportunity to bring you all there to see the world. Hero, broaden your horizons."

After Yue Buqun finished speaking, all the disciples looked happy. Practicing martial arts in the mountains every day was inevitably boring, and they were finally able to go to the rivers and lakes.

Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Why don't you thank Master quickly?"

"Everyone was busy praying and thanking him.

Yue Buqun nodded: "The Five Sacred Sword Sects are of the same spirit. We must not lose etiquette at Junior Brother Liu's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony. Linghu Chong, you will lead De Nuo, Liang Fa, Gen Ming and Dayou to go first." , please be respectful when we see you, Master Liu, your Master’s wife and I will be arriving soon with your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters.”

Before Linghu Chong could respond, Yue Lingshan became anxious and interrupted: "Dad, the seventh senior brother is not on the mountain. I want to go with the senior brother..."

Ning Zhong knew that his senior brother was a stickler for rules. His daughter interrupted in the middle and said that she could not be detained for a few days. He hurriedly scolded her: "Lingshan, why don't you have any rules? Don't interrupt when your father is talking."

Yue Lingshan pouted her lips and turned away angrily: "I'm going, I'm going!"

Yue Buqun rarely scolded him and said, "Okay! You are such a young girl, you can lose your temper at every turn, so I will allow you to go with Chong'er. However, you must obey your senior brother's instructions on everything on the way, and you are not allowed to be naughty!"

Yue Lingshan didn't expect her father to agree, so she burst into tears and smiled. She blessed Yue Buqun and left happily.

……

On the other side, in Hengyang City, in a teahouse, many Jianghu men from all over the country were bragging and chatting. Suddenly, a Jianghu man with a Sichuan accent said mysteriously: "Have you heard? There has been a scandal in Jianghu recently. A big deal?"

Some people around asked curiously: "What a big deal, it's not as big as Mr. Liu San's washing his hands in a golden basin!"

The Jianghu man snorted and said: "This matter is much worse than Liu Sanye washing his hands in a golden basin."

The people around him obviously didn't believe it, and one person answered: "Is this something bigger than Liu Sanye washing his hands in a golden basin? You really dare to say it. Look at how many heroes from the world are coming to Hengyang Street now, all here to participate. Liu Sanye’s Golden Basin Washing His Hands, is there any bigger scene than this in the world recently?”

The man said: "Just because the scene is big doesn't mean the matter is big."

Someone else answered: "Such a big scene is not a big deal, so what do you think is a big deal? Could it be that the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, has come down from the mountain?"

As soon as Dongfang Bubai's name came out, the teahouse suddenly became quiet. Someone quickly whispered: "Be careful... don't bring trouble to everyone."

The person who answered the call broke into a cold sweat when he saw everyone's reaction. He was afraid that there were people from the Demon Cult inside who would be remembered and cause trouble, so he ran away in despair with his face covered.

After a while, someone asked again: "It's so mysterious. It's bigger than Liu Sanye's Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference. What kind of big event is it? Don't hide it, let everyone listen."

The quack man sneered a few times and said, "Don't worry, listen to me and you will know how serious this matter is."

Someone urged: "You mean it?"

The man said: "Do you know who I am?"

A big man slapped the table: "I'm from Sichuan, isn't I? I can also speak Sichuan dialect, come on...speak quickly...what are you talking about?"

The man said: "I just arrived in Hengyang City today. Do you know that something big happened in the Sichuan Wulin?"

One person joked: "Sichuan Wulin is so big. Emei Qingcheng is standing there. What big thing is going on?"

The man looked around cautiously, and then said with a mysterious face: "Qingcheng...hehe! From now on, Sichuan's martial arts world will be dominated by Emei, and the Qingcheng sect will disappear from now on."

Someone stared wide-eyed and said, "What did you say? The Qingcheng sect is gone. What does it mean?"

The man said: "Literally, Qingcheng sent people to destroy the family!"

Everyone was stunned and refused to believe it.

"Qingcheng's family was wiped out. Are you kidding me? There's something wrong with your head, you little melon!"

Seeing that everyone refused to believe it, this charlatan quickly vowed: "Everyone, everything I said is true, and there is absolutely no lie."

Someone joked: "Then tell me who sent Qingcheng to destroy the family. It couldn't be Emei. After Qingcheng was destroyed, Emei became the only family in Sichuan."

The man hesitated for a long time and said: "How did I know that the family was exterminated, but it should not be Emei's hand."

He said with a confident look on his face: "Don't believe it. In two days, there will definitely be news, and you will know by then."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, someone said with half-belief: "Even if it's true, tell me how a sect as big as Qingcheng, whose leader Yu Canghai was also a famous master in the world, was wiped out without making any noise. ”

The man said: "I don't know either. On my way to Hengshan, I passed by the boundary of Qingcheng and saw with my own eyes the corpses of Qingcheng disciples. They were all killed with a sword. Some of the corpses were collected, and some were lying on the roadside. No one dares to collect the corpse."

Everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the teahouse suddenly became solemn. Although everyone was half-convinced, seeing the timid look on his face when he spoke, they still couldn't help but half-believe him.

Someone said: "They all kill with one sword. How high is your martial arts? Is this... true? Does the Qingcheng sect have such an enemy?"

Some people whispered in a low voice: "It can't be the Demon Cult. They are the only ones with such ability to destroy Qingcheng quietly." There was silence in the teahouse again, everyone secretly looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while. .

Finally, someone asked in a low voice: "Have you seen the bodies of the Qingcheng disciples and the wounds? Can you tell which sect they belong to?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "This is the strangest thing. The wounds on the Qingcheng disciples are obviously from the Qingcheng sect."

"I thought I was mistaken, and I met several fellow martial artists near Qingcheng. They are familiar with Qingcheng's martial arts."

"They all said...all said..."

"What are you talking about? You should speak faster."

The man then said calmly: "It is said that these Qingcheng disciples all died under Songfeng's sword technique."

"Songfeng Swordsmanship..." Someone screamed.

"Isn't that the special swordsmanship of the Qingcheng sect?"

"How could you die by the Songfeng sword? It's impossible, right?"

"How is that possible? You just made it up."

Someone suddenly said mysteriously: "Everyone, tell me, could there be civil strife in Qingcheng and killing each other..."

Someone immediately nodded and said: "That makes sense. How could such a large sect be wiped out so easily? If it was civil strife, it would be easier to explain."

The Jianghu man who spoke first coughed and said, "Everyone, stop guessing! Although I don't know who did it, it shouldn't be civil strife."

Someone said: "It's not civil strife, it's Qingcheng's Songfeng sword technique. How to explain this?"

The man scratched his head and said: "That's not true. I heard from people in the nearby Jianghu that some time ago, the Qingcheng Sect seemed to be doing something big. They sent many groups of disciples and planned to go to various places."

"That's when the Qingcheng faction got into trouble."

"The first batch of disciples sent out were killed before they even left Qingcheng for a hundred miles."

"The remaining groups of disciples did not escape. They were all killed within a hundred miles of Qingcheng."

"Then, the Qingcheng disciples got the news and came for reinforcements, but they were all killed again."

"The Qingcheng sect saw that their disciples left and never came back, so they sent a few experts to investigate, but they also never came back and were killed."

"Then..." At this point, a trace of fear flashed across his face: "Then... the Qingcheng Sect would be killed whenever anyone came down the mountain. At that time, there were corpses of Qingcheng Sect disciples everywhere near Qingcheng."

Someone whispered: "Where's Yu Canghai! He's so powerful in martial arts and he's being killed. Why don't you come forward?"

The man said: "Why don't you come forward? I heard that Yu Canghai took several masters from Qingcheng to go down the mountain in person at night. He wanted to kill that man's majesty. By the way, he went north to the Central Plains to seek help from his martial arts colleagues."

"As a result, as soon as we reached the foot of Qingcheng Mountain at night, the few masters we brought were killed without a trace. Yu Canghai also broke an arm, vomiting blood all the way, and finally escaped back to Qingfengguan."

Some people were surprised and said: "This man's martial arts is so powerful. Yu Canghai is so famous and such a powerful master, but he can't beat him."

The man said: "The more powerful ones are yet to come!"

"At first, that man only killed the Qingcheng disciples who came down the mountain. Later, he slowly narrowed the scope and killed anyone who left the Qingcheng sect's mountain gate."

"Qingcheng sends people to eat horse chews, which consumes a lot of money. In the past, people would go down the mountain to buy food and vegetables every few days. On those days, disciples can't go down the mountain, so where can they go to buy food."

“Now we can’t even leave the mountain gate, and there’s no place to buy food.”

"In the end, it was said that he was really hungry and had no choice but to fear that he would not even have the strength to resist. Yu Canghai asked all the disciples, as well as servants and firemen, to put on the same clothes and rush out of the mountain gate together, and dispersed in a rush. There’s always some way to escape.”

"How was it? Did you escape?" someone asked.

The man nodded and shook his head: "I heard that only some cooks, servants and new disciples escaped with their lives, and the others seemed to have been killed. Some brave martial arts comrades went to check, and it is said that they also discovered Yu Canghai's body. The corpse seems to be dead."

After everyone heard this, they were all frightened for a moment. Such a large sect, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was wiped out without a trace, which made people sigh and sigh.

One person still couldn't believe it and said: "How come I haven't heard from fellow Jianghu people about such a big thing? Could it be a lie?"

The man snorted: "If you don't believe it, forget it. Just wait. The news will probably spread in a few days."

"That is to say, after I got the news, I didn't stay there to watch the excitement. I hurried to Hengyang slowly. Otherwise, how could you have known so quickly."

"However, if you have connections, go to Shaolin Wudang, Songshan, or Hengshan Master Liu San to inquire. They have wide connections and are well-informed, and may have received the news."

Everyone was silent this time. A few people only paid for the tea and turned around and left. Apparently they were going back to report the news or to find out more information.

The remaining people looked at each other and discussed with each other for a while, then one after another they dropped their tea money and left.

People in the world love to hear this kind of gossip, and they also love to spread this kind of gossip. When I suddenly heard such breaking news, how could I not share it with a few acquaintances and drinking friends to show off.

As a result, within half a day, the news of the Qingcheng Sect’s extermination spread. Although it was true or false, it gave people in Hengyang City a lot to talk about. Many restaurants were very busy that night and even closed for the night. There are still many people in the world who linger around.

Speaking of the Qingcheng sect being wiped out, everyone salivated as if they had witnessed it with their own eyes.

In fact, until more accurate news came out, and no famous sect came forward to confirm, many people still didn't believe it in their hearts despite the hype.

After all, it is a great sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

In this atmosphere, Linghu Chong led a group of people and finally arrived at Hengyang City.

According to Yue Buqun's instructions, he went to pay homage to Liu Zhengfeng first.

Liu Zhengfeng was very considerate and personally came out to receive them. He arranged for several people to stay in a separate courtyard in Hengyang City and waited on them for a long time.

However, Linghu Chong was obviously a master who couldn't rest. Without the supervision of his master and his wife, he was free instantly. The prodigal son had a bad temper and found someone to drink and punch every day, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)