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At the same time that Yue Lingshan and his entourage came in, a group of people from all over the world chatted for a while about the destruction of the Qingcheng sect, and then they talked about Liu Zhengfeng, the protagonist of this golden basin.

Just listen to a young man say: "This time Liu Sanye washes his hands in the golden basin, the scene is really big. There are still three days before the official day. You can see that Hengshan City is packed with congratulators."

Another man said: "That's natural. The Hengshan Sect itself is very famous. In addition, it is one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. This time all the Five Mountains Sword Sects have come, and their momentum is even greater. Who doesn't want to make friends with them? Of course they want to Seize the opportunity."

"Besides, Liu Zhengfeng and Liu Sanye are famous for their strong martial arts skills and his thirty-six-handed 'Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword', which is even more impressive. No one dares to say number one in Hengshan. Usually, there are people who want to make friends with him. It's just that he didn't celebrate his birthday, marry a wife, or marry a daughter, so he didn't have such a good relationship. This great event of washing hands in a golden basin, the martial arts heroes naturally gathered after hearing about it. I think this is just the beginning. For two days, Hengshan City will still be busy."

Yue Lingshan whispered: "It turns out that our Five Mountains Sword Sect has such a great reputation and Uncle Liu is so powerful. Isn't the leader of Hengshan Uncle Mo? Which of the two has better martial arts?"

The brothers looked at each other helplessly for a few times, and finally looked at Laudno. Laudno could only say: "Uncle Liu's martial arts is of course very advanced, but he is probably a few points behind Master Mo..."

At this moment, the sound of Yiyi's huqin suddenly sounded at the door, and a desolate voice sang: "Sigh to the Yang family, loyal to the Song Dynasty... Fu Bao..." The voice was extremely long.

Everyone turned around and saw a slender old man walking in with a haggard face. He was wearing a green cloth gown that was washed green and white.

Someone shouted: "What is the ghost's name?"

The old man immediately lowered the sound of the piano and still hummed: "Golden Beach... The Double Dragon Society... was defeated in the first battle..."

Yue Lingshan whispered: "Second Senior Brother, why didn't you say anything?"

Laudno whispered: "Have you ever heard that Mr. Mo Da loves to play the huqin? His song 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain' can make people cry. 'The sword is hidden in the qin, and the sword makes the sound of the harp'. This is His portrayal.”

Yue Lingshan said anxiously: "I heard it from my father. Second Senior Brother, you know a lot, so don't tell me?"

Lauderno said cautiously: "Don't you think it's a little strange when you look at the old man selling and singing the harp?"

Yue Lingshan took a closer look and saw that although the old man was old and withered, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes from time to time, and she was surprised: "Could he be Master Mo..." She quickly covered her mouth mid-sentence and looked at Laudno.

Lauderno nodded and did not go into details. In fact, he had met Mr. Mo Da twenty years ago. At that time, he was Zuo Lengchan's third disciple. It is not easy to mention it now, lest people ask questions. West, the truth is revealed.

At this time, someone said: "I heard that Master Liu San of the Hengshan Sect is only about fifty years old, and his internal strength is even more impressive. When his martial arts is at its peak, why does he suddenly want to wash his hands in a golden basin? Doesn't that disappoint him? Good skills?"

One person answered: "There are many reasons for people in martial arts to wash their hands in golden basins. If you are a big thief in the underworld, you have committed many sins in your life. After washing your hands, you have stopped doing the business of robbing homes, killing people and setting fires. In that case, you have changed your mind. Be good and leave a good name to your children and grandchildren; secondly, if there is a major case in the local area, you can also clear yourself of suspicion."

"However, Mr. Liu's family is rich and the Liu family in Hengshan has been prosperous for several generations. Of course, this section has nothing to do with him."

Another person said: "We in the martial arts world will use swords and guns all our lives, and we will inevitably kill people and make many enemies. Like Liu Sanye, who invites many guests and spreads his word to the world, saying that from now on he will never use a sword again, then It means that his enemies don’t have to worry about him retaliating, and they don’t have to cause trouble anymore. From now on, all grudges will be eliminated.”

Someone said with emotion: "If the earthen jar is broken without leaving the well, the general will inevitably die on the battlefield. After all, there are risks in the world of rivers and lakes. The words 'to retreat bravely from the rapids' are not easy to say. Mr. Liu's reputation was at the height of his glory, but he suddenly retreated from the rapids. It is truly remarkable. It’s so admirable’.”

At this time, a middle-aged man continued: "Brother, you don't know this. Mr. Liu didn't wash his hands in the golden basin because of this. I once heard from my colleagues in the martial arts that Mr. Liu washed his hands in the golden basin and quit the martial arts. , it is really a last resort.”

The man asked curiously: "What is the last resort?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Of course it's because his martial arts skills are too high and his popularity in the Hengshan sect is so good that he had to wash his hands in a golden basin."

He spoke loudly, and many people in the teahouse looked over. Several people asked in unison: "If you are good at martial arts and popular, you should wash your hands in a golden basin. That's the way it goes."

The middle-aged man sneered: "You probably don't know, everyone says that Liu Sanye is the second master of the Hengshan Sect, but everyone in the Hengshan Sect, including heroes from all walks of life, knows that Liu Sanye is in these thirty-six The attainments of Lu's 'Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword' are actually already higher than those of the leader, Mr. Mo Da. Mr. Mo Da can kill three wild geese with one sword, but Mr. Liu Sanye can kill five with one sword."

"Not only is his martial arts high, Master Liu is also very capable in teaching his disciples. Look at the disciples under Master Liu, they are all better than the disciples under Mr. Mo Da, the leader of Hengshan."

"I can't compare in martial arts, and my disciples can't compare either. Maybe in a few years, Mr. Mo Da's reputation will be suppressed by Mr. Liu San. This is a big deal. Who should Hengshan disciples listen to then? Listen to Mr. Mo Da. Yes, his martial arts skills are not as high as Liu Sanye's, his popularity is not as good as Liu Sanye's, and his disciples can't compare to him. He is a little behind in everything, which is very detrimental to the development of the Hengshan Sect."

"If you listen to Mr. Liu San, Mo Da is the leader after all, and you will inevitably have conflicts and be laughed at by others. Mr. Liu, I think you are thinking too much."

"After all, our family has a big business and we don't want to compete with my senior brother for this false reputation. It will inevitably bring trouble to Xiao Qiang. That's why I want to wash my hands in a golden basin. From now on, I can safely be his rich man."

After saying that, the middle-aged man knocked the lid of the teapot loudly and shouted to Dr. Tea: "Make tea, make tea."

Several people nodded and said: "I see. Master Liu San understands the righteousness, but it's a pity that he quit the world at the right time."

Yue Lingshan and others glanced at the old man playing the huqin, and then heard him change the tune and sing: "Little Dongren, if you break in, it will be a huge disaster..." The tone was sad and gentle, with a trace of anger contained in it.

At this time, someone said: "This is exactly the truth. If you ask me, then Mr. Mo Da is wrong. He forced Liu Sanye to withdraw from the martial arts. Doesn't he weaken the momentum of his Hengshan sect? Why not be more broad-minded and tolerate this Junior brother, it doesn’t matter if we divide some power, the Hengshan sect is the strongest, and we can’t benefit from outsiders.”

The middle-aged man sneered: "How can there be so many selfless people in the world? As long as you are firmly in the position of leader, whether the sect's momentum is strengthened or weakened, for some people, it is not that important. "

The person next to him also suddenly realized: "Let me just say, Liu Sanye washed his hands in the golden basin, which is obviously a major event in the Hengshan sect. There are congratulators from all sects, and heroes from all over the world are flocking here. But, The Hengshan sect..." He shook his head and sighed.

Someone asked curiously: "My friend, what about the Hengshan Sect itself?"

The man said: "Haven't you noticed that everywhere in Hengshan City greeting guests are disciples of Mr. Liu San, as well as servants and stewards of the Liu Mansion? Have you seen other people coming to help with the arrangements?"

"Master Liu San is so popular that the disciples of the Hengshan Sect dare not show up. Do you think there is any explanation for this? Who has such a strong deterrent that makes these disciples dare not show up."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, everything is self-evident.

Apart from the leader, no one in the Hengshan Sect has such great energy and can restrain so many disciples.

The middle-aged man chuckled and said: "So, the matter is obvious and everyone can see it clearly. All of us here are talking about the sectarian disputes in the Hengshan Sect. You can speak freely without any scruples. The Hengshan Sect's members No one is in Hengshan City, let alone us." One person said: "So that's it, it's a shame, it's a pity that Liu Sanye is a hero and the Hengshan sect is famous, but now he has fallen into this kind of thing, etc. Master Liu San has washed his hands in a golden basin, and the Hengshan Sect’s popularity will probably be much less than before.”

At this time, the old singer suddenly stood up. Everyone turned around and saw a slender old man with a haggard face and a very depressed look. He was obviously a singer begging for money.

The middle-aged man who spoke earlier shouted: "Old man, what are you howling for? It sounds like a ghost."

The old man was silent, walked slowly in front of him, looked sideways at him for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

The man said angrily: "Old man, what are you doing?"

The old man shook his head and shouted: "You are talking nonsense!" He turned around and walked away.

The man was furious and was about to grab his back when suddenly a green light flashed in front of his eyes and a long, thin sword swung towards the table, making a few crisp sounds.

The man was shocked and jumped back, fearing that the sword would stab him. However, he saw the old man slowly inserting the sword from the bottom of the huqin, and the blade disappeared.

It turned out that the sword was hidden in the huqin, and the blade of the sword penetrated the handle of the huqin. From the outside, no one knew that there was a weapon hidden in this dilapidated huqin.

The old man shook his head again and shouted: "You are talking nonsense!" He slowly walked out of the teahouse.

Everyone watched as his back disappeared in the rain, and the desolate sound of the harp could be heard faintly.

Suddenly someone exclaimed "Ah" and shouted: "Look, look!"

Everyone looked where his finger pointed and saw that each of the seven teacups on the table had been shaved off about half an inch in height. It fell next to the teacup, but none of the teacups tipped over.

More than ten people in the teahouse gathered around and talked about it. Someone asked: "Who is this person? His sword skills are so powerful?"

Someone said: "One sword cut off seven teacups, but none of them fell over. This is really a miraculous skill."

Someone said to the middle-aged man: "The reason for right and wrong is just to talk more, and all troubles are caused by being too strong. When walking in the world, the most taboo thing is to avoid talking too much. There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Hengshan City in front of you. I don't know how many experts have arrived. Fortunately, the old gentleman swordsman Please be merciful, otherwise my head and neck will be exactly the same as these seven teacups."

Many people nearby were also talking about it.

The middle-aged man looked at the seven broken teacups, just in a daze, with no color on his face, and he didn't listen to a word of what others said.

At this time, a person next to him suddenly said: "'The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano'? Could it be that he is the leader of the Hengshan School, Mr. Mo Da of 'Xiaoxiang Yeyu'!"

Everyone was shocked again. The only master of playing Huqin in the world was Mr. Mo Da. Thinking that many people just praised Liu Zhengfeng, they were quite sarcastic towards Mr. Mo Da. He couldn't help but agree with them, which might get him into trouble. Everyone paid for their tea and left. In an instant, the noisy teahouse suddenly became deserted.

Yue Lingshan and others also quickly stood up and looked around the tea cup. When they saw that the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, they were extremely horrified. They thought that only the master could achieve such martial arts.

Lu Dayou suddenly shook his head and said: "Little junior sister, let me test you. This sword strike was made seven times, and it was fierce and flawless. What kind of martial arts did you use!"

Yue Lingshan glanced at her little mouth and said proudly: "Smelly monkey, this is not a problem for me. Brother Seventh once told me that the Hengshan Sect has a set of Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword. The seventeenth move of the sword Luo Jiu Yan is like this. Power, you say yes or no, even you stinky monkey wouldn’t know.”

Lu Dayou chuckled and said, "Junior sister is very knowledgeable, senior brother admires her."

These words made Yue Lingshan smile!

At this time, there were footsteps again. Several people looked up and saw that it was Li Mu who walked in.

Yue Lingshan cheered and took the lead to greet them.

"Brother Seven, you are here. You have been down the mountain for so long. I thought you didn't know you came to Hengyang and went back to Huashan directly!"

Li Mu smiled and said: "You are all here, why should I go back to Huashan? When I heard the news about Uncle Liu washing his hands in the golden basin, I knew you were here, so I came directly."

At this time, several senior brothers also came over. They talked and laughed. After a while of greetings, they paid for tea and took Li Mu back to his residence in another courtyard.

Li Mu suddenly saw the seven teacups on the table, his eyes froze, and his steps were a little slower than the others. His heart moved, and he couldn't stop the thought.

I saw the sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, a flash of light, and only a few slight jingling sounds.

The seven broken teacups on the table had another circle cut off, but the last teacup, although it also had a circle cut off, failed to stand firm and fell on the table.

Li Mu sighed. Although his swordsmanship was not much worse than Mo's, his character as a warrior was still a little worse, lacking time and polish.

Several Huashan disciples were shocked and looked over with shocked faces. Although they knew that Li Mu's martial arts was very strong, they didn't want him to reach this level. What Li Mu can do at such a young age is what Hengshan Sect Leader Mo Da can do only if he is a master with great reputation in the world.

Yue Lingshan was also surprised. She moved forward with a face full of surprise, picked up the cups that had been shaved in a circle, looked at Li Mu, and then looked at the cup in her hand.

After a long while, he said excitedly: "Seventh Senior Brother, you are so awesome."

Li Mu smiled faintly: "I'm kidding, let's go!"

The group walked out of the teahouse.

(End of this chapter)