Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

I opened it and took a look. Most of the main ingredients are similar to Xiao Huan Dan, but the ingredients are more precious.

Fortunately, after ten years of development, Huashan's industries have expanded, and it has also reached a cooperation agreement with Zhang Dajing, the richest man in Beijing.

The medicinal herbs needed must be precious, but still affordable.

After handing the prescription to Xie Fenghuang, Yue Zhuoqun paid no further attention to it.

Xie Fenghuang built an alchemy room on Mount Hua and trained a group of Taoists who were passionate about alchemy. The previous Lesser Rejuvenation Pill was refined under her guidance.

And so, two uneventful months passed on Mount Hua.

On this day, Yang Lin brought a disciple from the Hengshan Sect up the mountain to request an audience.

“Nephew Mi Weiyi pays his respects to Uncle Yue.”

This Hengshan disciple, in his early twenties, had a dignified yet polite appearance. After introducing himself, he took out an invitation from his pocket:

"Our revered master Liu Zhengfeng will be holding a ceremony to wash his hands of his studies next month. He has specially sent his nephew to deliver an invitation to Uncle Yue to attend the ceremony."

Yue Zhuoqun guessed the purpose of his visit when he introduced himself, and nodded as he accepted the invitation, saying, "I will attend on time."

"I still need to go to Hengshan Sect to deliver an invitation to my Uncle Dingxian, so I won't bother Uncle Yue any longer."

Rice came quickly and went quickly.

Yang Lin asked with curiosity, "Master, Uncle Liu Zhengfeng is the number two figure in the Hengshan Sect, and he's in his prime. Why does he suddenly want to retire from the martial world?"

"Different people have different pursuits, so their choices will naturally be different. You'll understand the specific reasons when you attend the ceremony."

Yue Zhuoqun knew the secret, but he didn't want to explain it in detail. He stood up and said, "Go and inform your junior brothers and sisters. We will set off for Hengshan City in a while."

"Yes!"

……

On this trip to Hengshan, Yue Zhuoqun not only brought a group of outstanding disciples, but also Ning Zhongze, Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi.

The Huashan Sect has been developing quietly for ten years; it's time to show its fangs.

Since there was still some time before Liu Zhengfeng retired from his criminal activities, the group was not in a hurry.

In recent years, for the sake of the development of the Huashan Sect, Ning Zhongze and the others have not gone down the mountain many times, so they traveled along the way, stopping frequently to enjoy the scenery, treating it as a way to relax.

What should have been a two-week journey took almost a month.

The Hengshan mountain range is very large, and the Hengshan Sect is located in Hengshan City, eighty miles south of Hengshan.

Even so, the road ahead is not easy in this era.

To reach Hengshan City smoothly, one must inevitably go through a journey over mountains and valleys.

The sun was setting, and dusk was approaching.

Yue Zhuoqun stopped beside a scenic stream: "Judging from the sky, we won't be able to reach our destination today. Let's rest here for the night."

Camping in the wild had become the norm along the way, so no one objected.

Yang Lin led his fellow disciples to quickly set up the tents and distributed dry rations to everyone.

A stream, woods, and a refreshing breeze.

The group ate their dry rations while enjoying the surrounding scenery, which was quite pleasant.

Wow~

Just then, a noise came from not far away.

A man, with branches and leaves under his arm and a petite figure tucked under his arm, suddenly disappeared into the dense forest.

"Senior brother has someone!"

Ning Zhongze quickly got up and looked in that direction.

Since she began practicing the Mingyu Skill, her internal strength is second only to Feng Qingyang and Yue Zhuoqun in Mount Hua, and her five senses are extremely sharp.

"What superb lightness skill!"

Although Feng Ping was a step too slow to react, he still caught a glimpse of the figure flashing by.

To be able to move so swiftly while carrying another person shows that their lightness skill is already above theirs.

"Judging from her clothes, the one being held is a young nun. Could she be a disciple of the Hengshan Sect?"

"It should be right. Judging by the time, the Hengshan Sect should arrive around this time as well."

"Senior brother, it must be that my junior brother from Hengshan has been murdered by thieves. The Five Mountains Sword Sects are all of one mind, we cannot sit idly by."

Ning Zhongze frowned and said in a cold voice.

The Hengshan Sect consists entirely of nuns who adhere to strict rules and regulations. The fact that she was being carried under a man's arm meant she was in trouble.

Ning Zhong is a chivalrous woman with a generous and righteous nature; she would never stand idly by in the face of such a situation.

Yue Zhuoqun guessed the two people's identities, but he did not reject Ning Zhongze's idea and nodded, saying, "Let's chase after them."

Chapter 37 The Eight Swords of Mount Hua

In the pitch-black cave, Yilin was filled with fear.

She and a group of senior sisters were heading to Hengshan City. After entering Hengshan, it started to drizzle, making the roads slippery. In addition, the mountain roads were difficult to walk on. She slipped and instinctively reached out to hold onto the mountain wall, getting her hands covered in mud.

After descending the mountain ridge, we came to a stream and prepared to wash our hands.

A strange man suddenly appeared behind her, pressed her pressure points, and then used his lightness skill to carry her to this cave.

Just then, the man's voice rang out from the darkness: "Hehe, little nun, this place is several miles away from your senior sisters. I'll release your pressure points in a bit, so don't even think about running away. Even if you really try to escape, you can't beat my Tian Boguang's lightness skill. Just obediently let me deflower you."

Being separated by several miles in the mountains is essentially equivalent to being out of contact.

As darkness fell again, Tian Boguang was not afraid that the little nun could escape his grasp.

He reached out and gently patted Yilin's back a few times, and Yilin regained her mobility. Without saying a word, she leaped and fled towards the cave.

The cave was about ten meters deep. Although her martial arts skills were not high, she was much faster than the average person and reached the cave entrance in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't completely dark outside the cave, and she could barely make out her surroundings, which gave her a great sense of security.

Just as she was about to run out of the cave, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and Tian Boguang somehow blocked her way, her rushing body almost crashing into his arms.

He subconsciously drew his sword and stabbed it toward Tian Boguang's heart.

Tian Boguang neither dodged nor resisted.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce his heart, Yilin's compassion arose, and in a panic, she deflected the sword tip upwards a few inches, aiming it at Tian Boguang's shoulder.

But then he felt his hand loosen and the long sword was in Tian Boguang's hand.

"Hehe, little master, you're quite kind-hearted. Are you reluctant to kill me because you also harbor thoughts of having sex with me?"

"You...you mustn't talk nonsense. Killing is the first major precept of Buddhism, and I certainly wouldn't dare to break it. But my master, Abbess Dingyi, is highly skilled in martial arts. Once she finds this place, you'll be in deep trouble. You'd better run for your life!"

Yilin's pretty face turned red, and in her haste, she invoked her master's name, but her voice was soft and sweet, lacking any real threat.

“Master Dingyi’s martial arts are strong, but I, Tian Boguang, am not to be trifled with.”

Tian Boguang gripped the hilt of the sword with his left hand and held the tip of the sword between two fingers of his right hand.

throat!

With a crisp snap, his sword broke two inches off, and he laughed triumphantly, "See that? Not many people in the martial world can do that."

"You're talking nonsense. Although I can't break a sword, my senior sisters can. It's not that impressive at all."

Tian Boguang's face froze, feeling a sense of powerlessness, as if he had punched cotton.

It's not difficult to break a sword in half with bare hands, but he broke off two inches from the tip, which is extremely demanding on his internal strength and power.

Unfortunately, Yilin was naive and inexperienced, and couldn't see the brilliance of his move.

"Little Master is so innocent that I, Old Tian, ​​love him. This is not something that can be done by brute force. Not to mention your senior sisters, even the leaders and elders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect may not be able to compare with me."

"is it?"

A gentle yet authoritative voice rang out.

Tian Boguang was startled and quickly turned around, holding his long sword horizontally in front of him, and cautiously looked around.

Chi!

A golden burst of energy arrived at lightning speed and struck the sword.

throat!

His sword was broken off two inches again.

"How does my move compare to yours?" Yue Zhuoqun landed gracefully a few meters away.

Wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a gentleman's sword hanging at his waist, his left hand behind his back and his right hand across his abdomen, he exuded an indescribable transcendence and otherworldly air.

Tian Boguang took two steps back, staring at the broken sword in his hand, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

To shatter a longsword from a distance—this skill is truly astonishing.

After carefully examining Yue Zhuoqun for a few moments, he asked hesitantly, "Huashan disciple, which of the Eight Swords of Huashan are you?"

"The Eight Swords of Mount Hua? I've never heard of that name before," Yue Zhuoqun said, puzzled.