After successfully changing his image among Hengshan disciples, especially Master Dingyi.

Linghu Chong and Zhang Yu left Hengshan early the next morning, preparing to deliver letters to the next stop.

But where to go next became a problem, because both of them felt that it would be a waste of time to go to Mount Tai and then to Mount Heng.

In the end, the two brothers spent an afternoon together at the foot of Hengshan Mountain and decided to separate.

Linghu Chong went to Mount Tai to meet the grumpy Tianmen Taoist Priest, while Zhang Yu went to Hengshan to deliver the letter to the leader, Mr. Mo Da.

As for Yue Buqun's instructions to act together when they left, and Zhang Yu's experience with Linghu Chong, etc... they were all ignored by the two of them.

Linghu Chong's idea is to save time by acting alone. Even if he encounters an accident and has to fight, it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't meet a master, who can beat him?

But Zhang Yu's thoughts were more advanced. He thought that if he really met a master.

He and Linghu Chong couldn't beat each other even if they joined forces, so it was better to separate.

A few days later, Zhang Yu finally arrived in Hengyang City.

It is very different from the small towns at the foot of the mountains such as Huashan and Hengshan. Hengyang City is a prosperous place. It is definitely not comparable to Nanzhuang Town.

Zhang Yu hadn't been to a big city for a long time and was inspired by the prosperity of Hengyang City.

I walked around the street a few times and bought some gadgets to bring to Yue Lingshan.

When the sun turned westward, we found an inn to stay and prepared to go up to Hengshan Mountain the next day.

Liu Zhengfeng had a large mansion in Hengyang City, and Zhang Yu originally wanted to visit him.

However, I thought that I was here to deliver a message to Mr. Mo Da after all, and the two senior fellow apprentices did have incompatible personalities and did not have a good relationship, so I gave up the idea.

The climate conditions in Hengshan are much better than those in Huashan and Hengshan.

When Zhang Yu was in Huashan, he often had the idea that the most beautiful mountains in the world were in Huashan. After arriving at Hengshan, he saw another scene with a different style in Hengshan, so he put away this idea.

Now that we have arrived at Hengshan again, we can see lush forests and bamboos everywhere, which are green all year round.

Exotic flowers and plants bloom fragrantly at all times. The scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

Thinking back to my previous life, I read an article written by someone from the Qing Dynasty who said, "Hengshan Mountain is like walking on Daishan Mountain, like sitting on Huashan Mountain, and like standing up on Songshan Mountain, but like lying down, only Hengshan Mountain is like flying".

The Hengshan Sect is built on the main peak of Hengshan Mountain, Huiyan Peak, which is just outside Hengyang City.

Zhang Yu walked from bottom to top, crossing the path from time to time. Climbing on the rock wall to the upper level.

Occasionally I looked up and saw that the scenery was changing and it was really beautiful.

Zhang Yu also thought of the Hengshan sect's unique skill, the "Five Divine Swords of Hengshan", and Mr. Mo Da's unpredictable "Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Cloud and Mist".

I just wonder if the use of these two sword techniques will be as varied and beautiful as this scenery?

The rules in Hengshan seem to be stricter than those in Huashan. The Huashan sect is tight inside and loose outside. The door of the sect is almost always open. Sometimes the disciples sit on the threshold while waiting for someone at the door.

However, the grand and tightly closed gate of the Hengshan Sect shows that they still pay more attention to the solemn form of a sect.

Zhang Yu reported his name and purpose of visit, and was led to the living room by the "senior brother" at the door to sit down.

After a while, a maid brought some good tea. Zhang Yu raised his head and looked around.

I saw that most of the carved and painted buildings were newly built, which were very different from the grand but old houses in Huashan. I sighed that Liu Sanye was indeed rich.

At this time, a hearty voice came from behind the screen: "Which nephew from Huashan is here? Liu Zhengfeng hasn't seen anyone from Huashan in some days."

Zhang Yu stood up from his seat and shouted to the middle-aged man who came out from behind: "Disciple Zhang Yu has met Master Liu."

Zhang Yu didn't expect that it was Liu Zhengfeng who came out to see him, but he was relieved immediately.

Hengshan Moda has always liked to hide in the marketplace and is a chivalrous master.

Liu Zhengfeng was originally in charge of all things in the Hengshan sect.

Liu Zhengfeng and Zhang Yu laughed and said, "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. Which disciple of Senior Brother Yue is nephew Zhang Xian?"

Zhang Yudao: "This disciple ranks sixth among the brothers."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled and said: "The last time I saw Senior Brother Yue was five years ago, when the leader of the Zuo Alliance sent an order for the Five Sacred Mountains to gather at Songshan Mountain. At that time, there were only a few people around him, including Linghu's nephew.

Now five years have passed, the Huashan sect has produced young talents in large numbers, and nephew Zhang Xian is the true successor of Senior Brother Yue... Hahaha."

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "Disciple is still far behind."

Liu Zhengfeng said: "I don't know why my nephew came here this time. My senior brother went down the mountain to do business a few days ago. He is still in Hengyang City at the moment.

I have sent my disciples to inform me that if the matter is urgent, the leader must not pass it on lightly. My nephew can stay on Mount Heng for one day and my senior brother will be back tomorrow."

Zhang Yudao: "When the disciple came down from the mountain, the master already made it clear. If Master Mo is not in the door, you can also give the letter to Master Liu for delivery, and it will be the same."

Yue Buqun didn't say this, but Zhang Yu was not like Linghu Chong.

If Zhang Yu had gone alone to Hengshan, he would have handed the letter to Dingyi on the spot.

This is not to say that he didn't take Yue Buqun's words to heart, but Yue Buqun felt that the two disciples did not understand people from other sects.

This is to avoid unnecessary complications, but Zhang Yu has such a slight advantage...

Liu Zhengfeng took the letter from Zhang Yu and put it into his arms. Zhang Yu felt relieved and said: The task is completed, now you can go back to Huashan for fun.

Zhang Yu did not stay long on Hengshan Mountain. After giving the letter to Liu Zhengfeng, he set off down the mountain.

He didn't even eat, he just said that he still had important things to do. Liu Zhengfeng asked his disciples to escort Zhang Yu out of the mountain gate.

Zhang Yu has achieved some success in internal strength and light kung fu, plus she exercises by climbing Chaoyang Peak every day on Mount Huashan.

When going down the mountain, I ran like flying and walked through many steep places. I just let go of one hand and slightly climbed onto the rock wall just in case.

From a distance, Zhang Yu looks like a spiritual ape, jumping among the high mountains.

When Zhang Yu came to Hengyang City again, the sun was still very strong.

At this moment, his stomach was empty, and he smelled the fragrance wafting from the houses around him from a distance. He felt even more hungry.

After Zhang Yu found a hotel to have lunch, he found a tea shed under the guidance of the waiter.

Zhang Yu doesn't like drinking tea when he's sitting here, let alone the entertainment in the teahouse. He's here purely to pass the time.

As the saying goes, there are specializations in the arts. As long as any entertainment art can exist, it must have its unique charm that attracts people.

Zhang Yu was bored anyway, so he sat and listened to the storyteller's story for a while. It turned out to be very attractive.

It seems that the quality of big cities is indeed not comparable to other places.

It's just that the storyteller was really unhappy and actually took out a copper plate at the key point.

Zhang Yu was stunned and then realized that he was asking for money. Mr. Can't stand the story, many people generously threw coins on the table.

The storyteller greeted the guests with a smile, and a young girl next to him was picking up coins on the ground.

It's just that after all, not everyone in the audience has practiced it, and it should even be said that most of them have not practiced it.

So a considerable amount of money fell under the counter. According to the rules, waiters and other waiters in the shop can pick it up.

Zhang Yu saw several waiters holding melon seed plates high with their left hands, while their right hands hurriedly picked up the money on the ground and stuffed it into their arms.

There was also a skinny old man doing the same thing. The old man huddled in a corner under the high platform, with an erhu beside him.

Except for Zhang Yu, no one else can see him.

Although he moved tremblingly, he still struggled to pick up a copper coin not far away.

Zhang Yu saw that although the old man's clothes were clean, they were old and worn out. He looked more like an old man and looked extremely poor and pitiful.

Zhang Yu thought of herself. Although she was not rich in this life, she was not worried about life.

Compared to this poor old man, I don't know how much luckier I am.

Zhang Yu sighed and flicked his fingers under the table.

A piece of broken silver that was broken off from the solid silver flew to the old man's lap with a "swish" sound, and then rolled down.

Zhang Yu blushed and thought to herself: I have never learned concealed weapons, so it is not a shame if I am not accurate.

The old man was putting a copper coin into the bowl when he was startled by the sudden flying of silver.

He looked intently at the broken silver. Zhang Yu wondered why he was stunned.

You must know that silver and copper coins are not in the same series. If someone sees it, will it be his turn to pick it up?

The old man picked up the silver and put it in his hand. What made Zhang Yu crazy was that he actually stared at the broken silver in a daze.

It was as if I had never seen it in my life, and I wanted to study it uncontrollably to see if it was true or false.

After a while, he put the money into his arms, but Zhang Yu noticed that the expression on the old man's face was not ecstasy, surprise, or even a "smile" but...a look of confusion.
Chapter completed!