On this day, in Hengyang City, in the manor.

“Has the arrangement been made?”

In the pavilion, Yin Hao held a book and asked Uncle Kui who was walking over.

Five days ago, they had already returned.

"It has been arranged!" Uncle Kui nodded, but said in confusion, "Young Master, ten days later, Master is washing his hands. Is the Songshan Sect really dare to attack our Liu family?"

"Zuo Lengchan is ambitious and wants to unify the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Now my father wants to wash his hands, which is exactly the target of establishing his authority. How could he let him go?" Yin Hao said, "Has his father paid for his official business to be done?"

"It's completely ruined!"

"That's good!"

"Young Master, I have always had a question that I don't know whether to ask or not?"

"explain!"

"Lin Zhennan is a good businessman, why don't he subdue it? Why should he tell him about the Evil-Breaking Sword Book?"

Uncle Kui already knows about the Evil-Breaking Sword Book.

"I want to grasp the trajectory of fate!" Yin Hao stood up and reached out to grab it into the air. "Only in this way can we make a big move and finally make the final decision! What's wrong with the Lin family?"

"When Lin Zhennan went to Xiangyang's old house, he was captured by the disciples of Songshan. Lin was also captured. Linghu Chong of Huashan Sect stood up and rescued Lin Zhennan and his wife, but he was surrounded. As a result, Lin Zhennan and his wife died tragically. Linghu Zhong was seriously injured and ran away. Lin Pingzhi pretended to be a beggar and wandered! By the way, Lin Pingzhi also went to the escort agency for help, but our people have all been transferred. As for the evil-proof sword recipe of Xiangyang's old house, no one moved. Obviously, Lin Zhennan has not yet spoken out."

"Fate, interesting! Go and closely monitor the movements of the Songshan Sect. I want them to get into the city!"

"Yes, Master!"

Although he didn't understand, Uncle Kui also retreated.

Yin Hao backed his hands and looked at the rippling pool. He was not interested in the Lin family's destiny, but he was deducing the plan in his heart.

Just deal with the Demon Cult, just follow it.

Only Wudang and Shaolin are a difficult problem.

Especially Shaolin, a thousand-year-old sect, no one knows how deep the foundation is.

However, Yin Hao knew one thing: if you have a chance, if you use it well, you might be able to severely damage Shaolin, and things will be much easier at that time.

"Hengshan School..."

Yin Hao thought about it and was a little hesitant.

In the evening, he walked out of the manor and came to an ordinary tavern, sitting opposite an inconspicuous old man.

The old man was thin and haggard, wearing a long blue cloth gown, washed to a white face, and looked very down and out.

Behind him, he was carrying a huqin, and he was Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan School.

The tavern is not big and slightly quiet.

"Master, I respect you!"

Yin Hao took the wine pot without hesitation and poured two glasses. He picked up one, signaled to drink it in one sip.

Mr. Mo nodded and drank the wine in his glass in one go.

"Ten days later, my father, Jinban, wash his hands. What do you think?"

Yin Hao asked.

He dare not underestimate the person in front of him.

In terms of martial arts, Mo Da can definitely rank among the top ten in the upright school. He is famous for his song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain". He hides swords in the piano and makes the sound of the piano, which is the unique skill of the martial arts world.

Rumors about the world that he and Liu Zhengfeng are incompatible are actually just differences in music theory.

The song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" is like crying and complaining, which makes people cry when they hear it. However, Liu Zhengfeng's style is elegant and optimistic and open-minded. One of them is like a man in the lower limbs, and the other is like white snow. Naturally, he can't pee in a pot. Although the relationship is not close, there is no rift.

"I don't agree!"

Mo Da said in a low voice.

Disagree, but not stop.

In fact, he has no nostalgia for the position of the head.

"The Songshan Sect will take this opportunity to destroy my Liu family!"

Yin Hao said again.

"Serious?" Mo Da narrowed his eyes, shot out two rays of light, and then nodded, "Use your information channel, you can't make a false statement!"

"Songshan has an obvious goal to attack. Kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Will you stand up?"

"Do you need me?"

Mo Da rolled his eyes.

"Nothing can be hidden from my uncle!"

Yin Hao chuckled.

"You kid is just a genius!" Mo Da sighed sincerely, "Who would have thought that you, a little boy, had a trap for the disciples of Hengshan Sect. In just a few years, you have all entered your Liu family. Even the elders in the sect were fed to you so much... Kill! Today, Hengshan Sect only knows your Liu family, but how could I, the head of me?"

"Master, the growth of Hengshan Sect disciples has been obvious to all in the past few years? This is a good thing, right?" Yin Hao said, this was indeed inauthentic. "Master, now Zuo Lengchan is ambitious and has a clear goal. Do you have no idea?"

"Yes!" Mo Dadao, "I will pass the position of the head to you soon!"

"Well, Master, you're always joking!"

Yin Hao waved his hand quickly.

"This is not a joke!" Mo Da said seriously, "How can I not know your background, if others don't know? After all, this is the territory of Hengshan Sect. You are secretly doing things and can't hide it from me! To be honest, what you do will shock me, and your strength is probably no less than me. I will pass the position of the head to you. From now on, I will have no worries and no longer have to worry about it!"

"Can you really let go?"

Yin Hao asked back.

Mo Da pursed his lips: "If you can't let go, you have to let it go! I know how capable I have. I am good at playing a huqin, but I am far from being able to manage the sect. If it weren't for the fact that you were rushing the ducks and putting them on the shelves, if your father was obsessed with music, how could I take on this chore? Boy, after your father's golden basin washes his hands, I will pass on the position of the head to you. In the future, you will have a reputation!"

Yin Hao shook his head: "Master, wait a few more years, it's not the time!"

"You kid has trained so many young masters and created the Ye Emperor. Such a power is not afraid of Songshan Sect at all, but you don't want to take over the position of head sect. It seems that you kid has a great plan!" Mo Da's eyes were faint, "Songshan Sect comes, how do you want to solve it!"

Yin Hao smiled but said nothing.

Mo Da understood: "I am really brave, aren't you afraid of Zuo Lengchan?"

"If he dares to come in person, I will be sure to let him die here!"

Yin Hao said proudly.

Mo Da was silent and finally said, "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"I hope you will appear when your junior brother Jinban washes his hands!"

"Does it appear or not, the result is not the same!"

"It's different! I hope you always accept the boy as your disciple in front of all the heroes in the world!"

"Why do you have to do this in vain?"

"Letter!"

"What will happen to the future of Hengshan School?"

When asked this question, Mo Da's eyes were like swords and stabbed straight in.

When the Hengshan Sect disciple was invited by Liu Zhengfeng to go down the mountain to take charge of the business, he discovered signs. With his master of Hengshan Sect, he was in the territory of Hengyang City, and it was naturally not difficult to discover Yin Hao's secrets.

But when he knew Yin Hao's situation, he asked Liu Zhengfeng again. He was shocked and unbelievable. Three years ago, he fought with Yin Hao and found that this half-baby was no less weak than him.

At that time, he realized that the Hengshan Sect in the future would inevitably fall into the hands of this kid.

However, although Yin Hao's actions were a bit dirty, he had a gully in his heart, so he just let it go.

"In the world, there is only Shaolin, a righteous thousand-year-old sect that has stood firm, too few!" Yin Hao picked up the wine pot and filled the two wine glasses, "What do you think?"

"In ten days, you will kneel three times and kowtow nine times!"

Mo Da picked up the wine glass, drank it all, then raised his eyebrows, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and turned around and left.

"Kneel three times and kowtow nine times? This old boy!"
Chapter completed!