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- Chapter 329 Subtle
Watching the little sister leave, Zhang Haotian let out a long sigh. The expression on Fang Zheng's face changed, and his thoughts were changing and wandering.
Sitting in the afterglow of the sunset, he hesitated for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the silk, and slowly unfolded it.
What is recorded above is just two punches. The characters painted on the silk are lifelike, as if they are alive before your eyes.
The figure in the painting is a middle-aged monk, with his upper body bare and well-proportioned muscles. He does not look like a person practicing external martial arts.
The characters are painted in extremely detail, with vivid expressions. The texture of the skin and the undulations of the muscles are all clearly visible. Even though this person is not strong, he feels a sense of oppression.
Zhang Haotian's expression perked up. When he saw this painting, he knew it was not an ordinary thing!
But looking carefully, these two boxing techniques are not difficult. Zhang Haotian shook his head, feeling quite strange. Why did Mr. Xiao take such a simple boxing technique seriously? !
After watching it twice, he still couldn't see the mystery. He put down the silk, suppressed his doubts, pumped his fists with both hands, and followed the trend, wanting to practice it.
After punching twice, he stopped. He always felt that something was wrong, something was wrong all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.
He found that these two boxing techniques seemed simple, but it was extremely difficult to do them perfectly. If he couldn't do it, he would inevitably feel irritable and involuntarily angry. It was really weird!
Is it possible that Xiao Nanqiu has some good intentions and wants to harm himself with these two punches?
As soon as this idea came up, he was immediately rejected. If he wanted to harm himself, there was no need to go to such trouble. When saving himself, just a little manipulation would be enough to kill him.
Since this is the case, then these two boxing techniques should be true, so calm down, calm your mind, avoid irritability and anger, and practice slowly.
Time and time again, he continued to practice, breathing, internal strength, eyes, wrists, strength, all needed to be in place.
He has an excellent talent for boxing, and his hand-eye-body coordination is far beyond that of ordinary people. For others, it is extremely difficult, but for him, it is only slightly difficult.
After practicing like this for an hour, he was able to do one punch out of ten.
At this time, the fist suddenly felt as light as nothing, but it made a faint whistle, and the fist turned into a line of light and shadow, extremely fast.
He was greatly encouraged. If he could master such a boxing technique, how could he have any opponents?
As the sun sets in the west, the cold lake is like a brocade, and the pavilion is like a chess piece, hanging on the lake.
In the Canglan Pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, leaning on the vermilion railing, holding a white jade cup, looking at the colorful clouds on the horizon with a relaxed expression.
In the center of the small pavilion, Li Ruoyun is wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, sitting dignifiedly and elegantly, slightly closing his bright eyes, stroking the Yao Qin and making a cong-cong sound.
Li Ruoyun¡¯s piano skills were inherited from Xiao Yuesheng, and he usually competed with his teacher Wen Yubing. He was already extremely skilled and had reached the level of a master. However, except for the Shuiyun Sect, no one else had the opportunity to listen to him.
The sound of Cong Cong is like wild geese falling on the sand, floating leisurely and endlessly on the brocade-like cold lake. The whole cold valley is quiet and quiet. In the Qiong Forest, tired birds return to their nests, but there is no hustle and bustle of the past. , as if listening to the sound of the piano.
Xiao Yuesheng shook the white jade cup slightly, and the rays of sunlight reflected the white jade cup red, reflecting the dark green color in the cup, which was Biwu Niang.
"Pah, pah!" Xiao Yuesheng put the white jade cup on the railing, clapped his hands, looked at Li Ruoyun in admiration, and said with a slight smile: "It is easy to play the piano, but it is difficult to have a heart. Junior sister, you have entered the hall!"
"It all depends on senior brother's guidance!" Li Ruoyun put down his flawless white hands and smiled lightly.
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Li Ruoyun rolled his eyes at him and said no more.
Although I have understanding, my vision is far behind. If I hadn¡¯t followed my senior brother to visit famous rivers and mountains all over the world, broadened my mind, and witnessed his exquisite and unparalleled music, I might never have reached where I am now.
Listening to the sound of the breeze, her heart felt clear and peaceful. With her senior brother sitting beside her, it seemed that everything in the world was infinitely beautiful.
"Senior brother, is Zhang Haotian really a talent that can be created?" Li Ruoyun suddenly thought of the secret book drawn by his senior brother.
"Well, he is extremely talented, but unfortunately he is unlucky and has never met a master." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, picked up the white jade cup on the railing, took a sip of Biwu wine, and said in deep thought: "Those two boxing techniques, outside. The simplicity within the complexity depends on his understanding, how much he can comprehend!"
"You are generous!" Li Ruoyun hummed lightly, put his hand on the Yao Qin, and slowly played it, making a clanging sound."This man's character is quite good, and there is no fear of future trouble," Xiao Yuesheng said thoughtfully, then showed a smile: "Besides, he is also the admirer of Third Junior Sister!"
Li Ruoyun couldn't help but pursed her lips, shook her head, and said helplessly: "This third sister is simply the nemesis of men!"
She raised her head and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and said lightly: "But Third Sister's eyes are high, but no one can look down on her. What if Gang Leader Zhang turns into hatred because of her love"
Xiao Yuesheng's gentle eyes glanced over her face, nodded and smiled: "Junior sister, you have made great progress, and you can stand alone."
"Senior brother!" Li Ruoyun frowned slightly and hummed in displeasure.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, put down the white jade cup, and said with a smile: "The human heart is a ghost land. If you have a mind to be on guard, with your junior sister's clarity, you will have nothing to fear. As a brother, you can rest assured."
Li Ruoyun frowned, put down his jade hand on the piano, and looked at him steadily.
Although she is cold and indifferent, as if everything is not in her heart, she is extremely sensitive, and she feels a faint sense of ominousness when listening to her senior brother's words.
Xiao Yuesheng faced the evening breeze, took a sip of Biwu wine, and sighed softly: "Although Zhang Haotian is extremely talented, his heart is not calm enough, and his achievements in martial arts must be limited. It is really a pity"
Li Ruoyun said silently, there is no shortcut in martial arts. Even if you learn a wonderful skill, if you can't calm down and practice hard, you will be able to shine at the beginning, but it will not last long. If you sail against the current, you will retreat if you don't make progress.
"As for Ziwei, this little girl is quite clever and knows the general situation, so there is no need to worry." Xiao Yuesheng had a smile on his face.
Zhang Ziwei did a very good job in this matter. She did not teach her martial arts skills to her brother out of concern. Otherwise, even if the Shuiyun Sect did not have many disciplines, they would ruthlessly recover their martial arts skills.
"Yeah." Li Ruoyun nodded, feeling worried in his heart. He never expected that the fourth junior sister was a good teacher and handled the matter very well.
"But, why did you invite Miss Song here?" Li Ruoyun glanced at Hanyan Pavilion, with anger in his soft eyes.
With her keen mind, she could see through Song Wenqing's thoughts at a glance. Although her heart felt calm, she still felt uncomfortable.
"Haha" Xiao Yuesheng touched his shiny black mustache, and with a bit of sarcasm, he reluctantly explained: "I think Qing'er is quite lively and cute, and should be able to play with the fifth junior sister."
Li Ruoyun shut up and said nothing, but the clear light in his bright eyes showed disbelief. He just didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so he just let him go.
Xiao Yuesheng secretly wiped a cold sweat. The junior sisters were not as good as before. When they saw Song Wenqing and the two coming, they reacted greatly. The second junior sister was still the most calm. Lin Xiaoqing and the others had already questioned him, which made him quite embarrassed. Guilty.
The reason why he invited them to come together was not for other reasons, but because Song Wenqing reminded him of Cheng Ying, and he couldn't help but miss her.
"Brother, please be careful." Li Ruoyun lowered his head, put his jade hand on the Yao Qin, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Master is not very happy."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled helplessly: "Don't worry"
The dinner was served downstairs in Hanyan Pavilion, and Song Wenqing and Qing'er were guests.
Song Wenqing changed into a snow-white Luo shirt. It was as warm as spring here and it was no longer suitable to wear mink fur, so only a thin shirt would be enough.
Seven night-light pearls are distributed in the caisson above the hall in the form of a Big Dipper. The soft clear light makes the hall as bright as day, but also has a soft and warm feel.
Song Wenqing sat at the table, looking at the girls around him, with a smile on her elegant face, and couldn't help but shake her head secretly, feeling inexplicably disappointed.
Xiao Yuesheng is sitting between Wen Yubing and Bei Jinyi, while Xiaodie and Xiaoqing are waiting behind him. It is as if he is sitting among flowers, deep in a gentle land, which is enough to make men all over the world envy and envy him.
Every time she glanced at him and saw his gentle smile, Song Wenqing felt her heart aching, but she couldn't help but look at him.
Although the girls seemed to be chatting and laughing casually, they were all paying attention to Song Wenqing, watching her every move, every frown and every smile.
Xiao Yuesheng was like this, and he felt apologetic. He had a good impression of Song Wenqing, but he really shouldn't hurt the hearts of the two ladies and several junior sisters, so he could only harden his heart and not look at her.
This dinner was really unsatisfactory.
After dinner, all the girls left Hanyan Pavilion. Before Wen Yubing left, he lightly told Xiao Yuesheng: "Qiu'er, just talk to Miss Song."
After saying that, he nodded slightly at Song Wenqing, but turned around and walked out without looking at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng could only smile bitterly, looked at Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo, with an apologetic look in his eyes, and sent them away from Hanyan Pavilion.
The two of them were walking on the corridor between the pavilions. The moonlight was like a jade plate, hanging above their heads, and swaying slightly when it met the cold lake water at their feet.
Xiao Yuesheng pressed the white jade railing of the corridor, turned around and asked, "Who is Miss Song's school?"
"My master's name is Chaoyin, and I live in Guanfeng Temple on Putuo Mountain." Song Wenqing was dressed in a snow-white robe, and her face was as bright as the bright moon in the sky. Her tone was very cold.
"Guanfeng Temple" Xiao Yuesheng pondered slightly and shook his head: "I am ignorant and have never heard of it."
"Outsiders don't know that my master practices martial arts and has never been famous in the martial arts world." Song Wenqing said calmly. She held on to the white jade railing and faced the lake, letting her face face the night wind. The cool night breeze blew on her cheeks, giving her an inexplicable sense of joy. .
"I see" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and turned to look at her.
Under the moonlight, Song Wenqing looked elegant and quiet, and seemed to be the incarnation of Cheng Ying. He couldn't help but feel sad, turned around again, and smiled: "We are nosy along the way, and those thieves can't do anything. I can¡¯t get Miss Song.¡±
"" Song Wenqing remained silent.
Although Master Chaoyin is not famous, she has exquisite martial arts. The Chaoyin sword is both strong and soft, which is a mysterious skill. Although her fire is not pure, her sword skills are also extremely strong. It is not a problem for ordinary masters, but she He has an indifferent temperament and doesn't want to get involved in martial arts grudges. He just hides his clumsiness.
She couldn't hide her clumsy behavior from Xiao Yuesheng, but he was close to her, so he didn't care and pretended not to know.
The two of them were silent, just looking up at the jade plate hanging above their heads
After a while, Xiao Yuesheng turned around and said warmly: "It's getting late, it's time to go back and rest let's play in the mountains for two days, and then I'll escort you back."
"No need, let's go back by ourselves." Song Wenqing immediately shook his head, his voice cold.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her steadily, his gentle eyes resting on her elegant face.
Song Wen¡¯s clear eyes turned away, but did not meet his gaze.
After looking at it for a long time, Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly: "Let's talk more, go back and rest."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards Hanyan Pavilion first.
Song Wenqing didn¡¯t move her feet, but turned around, followed Xiao Yuesheng with her eyes, watched him pace slowly, lifted the curtain and entered the Hanyan Pavilion.
She turned back and looked at the bright moon in the sky. In the clear lake water, the bright moon swayed slightly, as cold and rippling as her heart.
Liangzhou City
Liangzhou City is quite noisy in the evening. People are rushing to go back or enter the city to stay overnight. People are coming and going, and cars are flowing.
The largest restaurant in Liangzhou City is the Chaoyang Tower. It was built by the local richest man Liang Xingzhou. It is so magnificent that ordinary people are timid and dare not step in.
Because the consumption in the restaurant is extremely high, few people come in. The streets are noisy, but the restaurant is rarely quiet.
In the center of the hall on the first floor, there is a towering tree. Tables are placed around the tree. Each table is separated by ivy. It is in one place, elegant and green, and refreshing.
¡°The guests have arrived¡ª¡ª¡± The welcoming guests shouted loudly, the voice was clear and very pleasant.
People who were eating and chatting raised their heads and looked at the door.
The snow-white felt curtain was opened, and the two women walked in. They walked lightly, and it was obvious at first glance that they were from the martial arts world.
People¡¯s eyes lit up and they couldn¡¯t help but open a little wider.
The two women who came in were both wearing snow-white mink fur. One was graceful and elegant, the other had almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, and was unparalleled in beauty. They were both rare beauties.
The beautiful girl turned her almond-shaped eyes, looked around, nodded, and turned to the elegant and graceful woman: "Aunt Qing, this place is not bad, just stay here."
"Yeah." The elegant woman nodded lightly, and the two of them came to the east side of the hall and sat down near the window.
These two women are Song Wenqing and Qing'er who left the Shuiyun Sect.
The waiter came up to clean the table and counted the names of the dishes. Qing'er ordered four dishes in a smooth manner. Everyone in the hall was surprised when they heard this. They knew that this was a frequent eater. He must be either rich or noble and can be easily provoked. No, so they all restrained their thoughts.
Song Wenqing asked the waiter to open the window, allowing the cold wind to blow directly in. Although people felt it was cold, they were embarrassed to refute the beauty's intention, so they could only hold back.
Song Wenqing put one arm on the table and propped up his chin on the soft grass. He looked out the window at the leader's street, his watery eyes were still and he was in a trance.
Qing'er sent the waiter away, glanced at Aunt Qing, and sighed secretly in her heart. This situation has happened countless times along the way. Ever since she left,In Kai Shui Yun Sect, Aunt Qing's soul seems to be lost, which is really worrying.
She also raised one arm, supported her sharp chin, looked at Song Wenqing, and said softly: "Aunt Qing, Mr. Xiao said he wanted to escort us, why didn't he let us?!"
As she expected, Aunt Qing would wake up immediately after hearing these three words Mr. Xiao. Song Wenqing looked back at her and shook her head slightly: "Why bother me?!"
"Why are you so open-minded? Qingquan and the others are all good people!" Qing'er blinked her round, almond-shaped eyes, her long eyelashes flickering, bright and moving.
She and Liu Qingquan have similar temperaments, and they had a great time meeting each other.
Song Wenqing smiled, shook his head, said no more, and continued to look out the window.
Qing'er let out a long sigh, shook her head helplessly, and had no choice but to play by herself. She turned around and looked around at the guests in the hall.
People either made eye contact with her, nodded with a smile, or avoided her bright eyes, which made her look very happy.
"The guests have arrived -" a clear shout rang out again, the door curtain was lifted, and a group of people walked in, bringing a burst of cold air, making everyone have goosebumps all over their bodies, and they hurriedly tightened their clothes.
There were seven people in the group who came in. They all had different body shapes and carried weapons. They all had sharp eyebrows and imposing aura. You could tell at a glance that they were not good people.
They entered the hall, glanced sharply at everyone's faces one by one, and then slowly sat down at the table next to Song Wenqing and the others.
Qing'er felt a chill in her heart. This situation seemed familiar. The last time she was attacked in Yunzhou, it was like this!
Her vigilance rose sharply, and she touched Aunt Qing lightly with her little hand under the table.
Song Wenqing turned around and glanced at her lazily, his clear eyes showing questioning intent.
Qing'er put her head to her ear and whispered: "Aunt Qing, they seem to be coming for us!"
Song Wenqing turned around and glanced at the seven people. They all turned away their eyes and pretended not to look at her, showing a guilty conscience.
She frowned her dark eyebrows slightly, touched the long sword on her slim waist, murderous intent rose in her heart, and the depression that had been lingering in her heart finally found a place to vent. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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