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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 129: Injury to the Piano

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    Chapter 129 Piano Injury

    After talking for a while, Xiao Yuesheng frowned and shook his head, but said nothing. He just glanced at Mu Wanqing.

    Mu Wanqing's body was stiff and unable to move, like a statue of a beautiful woman. Even though she stood stiffly, she could not hide her graceful beauty.

    The sound of light footsteps sounded as two people came outside the hall and stopped, as if they were hesitating.

    After a while, a white shadow flashed, and Wang Yuyan took a step forward, crossed the threshold, walked into the hall, and stood in front of everyone.

    Duan Yu immediately stood up and shouted: "WangMiss Wang?"

    Wang Yuyan ignored him, turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, and passed by without meeting his half-smiling eyes. She glanced at the hall and saw Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing.

    His eyes stopped on Mu Wanqing and turned around, thoughtfully, as if he remembered something. Mu Wanqing's unique dress was unforgettable at first sight.

    Bright eyes turned to Xiao Yuesheng and looked at him. Wang Yuyan's face was expressionless, the corners of her mouth were raised, it seemed to be a smile, but it seemed to be sarcastic, she turned around and left.

    When Duan Yu saw it, he couldn't care less about anything else and hurriedly chased him out, shouting: "Miss WangMiss Wang"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, sitting steadily, like a bystander, with no strange expression on his face. He watched Wang Yuyan come in, and then watched her leave angrily, motionless, as clear as a piece of wood.

    Zhong Ling rolled his eyes and smiled slyly: "Hehe, brother, won't you chase after me?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Why should I chase after you?Ling'er, you are not old, but you are very evil-minded. Be careful not to grow taller!"

    "Brother Xiao!" Zhong Ling pouted and stared at him angrily.

    Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm mistaken, Ling'er is already a big girl!"

    "Humph, you always treat others like children!" Zhong Ling was dissatisfied and very troubled.

    She turned her bright eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, Miss Wang is so beautiful, you must like her, right?"

    "What do you know, little girl?" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You and Miss Mu will stay here first, or will you go back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations first?"

    Zhong Ling smiled and said: "Brother, find someone to send a message. Sister Mu and I are going to live here!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "That's fine the scenery here is very good. You guys have a good time first, and then go back when you are tired."

    "Hehe, I know it!" Zhong Ling laughed and looked at Mu Wanqing: "Brother, aren't you going to relieve Sister Mu's acupuncture point?"

    "Okay!" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, nodded, and with a flick of his sleeves, the Mu Wanqing acupoint was untied and returned to normal.

    Mu Wanqing moved her hands and feet. There was no soreness and numbness, and no discomfort after the acupuncture treatment.

    Her eyebrows were peaceful and there was nothing unusual about her. Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was not as angry as she thought and wanted to fight against him.

    It seems that she and Zhong Ling played together and were gradually influenced by Zhong Ling. She became much more cheerful and no longer so violent.

    He felt very relieved. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea leaves stood up like flags above the army, with a dense force.

    As soon as he raised his eyes from the tea, a cold light suddenly flashed before his eyes, followed by Zhong Ling's exclamation: "Sister Mu!"

    Mu Wanqing¡¯s dagger was in front of him, and there was a cold light that was silent and hard to guard against.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and remained motionless. He moved his chair flatly to avoid the light of the sword, frowned, and said lightly: "Miss Mu?"

    "I'll kill you!" Mu Wanqing raised her thin eyebrows, her bright eyes narrowed slightly, shining with a cold light, and her slim body was full of murderous aura.

    ???????

    Zhong Ling ran forward, grabbed Mu Wanqing's arm, tilted her head and asked, "What's the grudge between adults, brother, do you know?"

    Mu Wanqing retracted her hand, avoiding Zhong Ling's pull, and turned to glare at her: "Little Ling'er, don't mess around, go aside!"

    Zhong Ling hurriedly said: "Sister Mu, you can't beat Brother Xiao, why waste your efforts?"

    Mu Wanqing snorted and said coldly: "If you can't beat me, you have to fight me!  It's best if he kills me!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned and thought to himself, Mu Wanqing has been living with Mu Hongmian, has no friends, and has been instilled by Mu Hongmian with some extreme thoughts and extreme behavior. She is very different from ordinary women and needs to be treated with caution.

    Zhong Ling smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, how could you kill you? Sister Mu, you really know how to joke!"

    "I killed the man named Wang, how could he not kill me?!" Mu Wanqing sneered and glanced atXiao Yuesheng said coldly: "If he doesn't kill me, I will kill the man named Wang!"

    Zhong Ling was startled and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    " Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. This Mu Wanqing took hold of his vitals at once. He was so fierce and aggressive that ordinary women could not do it.

    "Miss Mu, there is a grudge between your master and Mantuo Villa, why do you need to get involved?" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed.

    Zhong Ling blinked his bright eyes curiously and asked hurriedly: "Brother, do you know what grudges Aunt Mu has against Mantuo Villa?"

    ?????

    Zhong Ling opened his eyes wide: "Prince Duan, what's wrong with him?"

    Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "Miss Mu's master and the mistress of Mantuo Villa both liked Prince Duan, and they became love rivals."

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Zhong Ling looked at Mu Wanqing in surprise.

    Mu Wanqing sneered, with disbelief on her face: "How could my master like a stinky man?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said calmly: "Senior Mu not only likes Prince Duan, but also gave birth to a girl for him, Miss Mu!"

    "You're talking nonsense!" Mu Wanqing yelled angrily, raising her thin eyebrows and glaring at him fiercely.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "If this is nonsense, you can go back and ask Senior Mu."

    "Brother Xiao, Aunt Mu is Sister Mu's mother?How do you know this?" Zhong Ling looked at Xiao Yuesheng in surprise and confusion, and blinked his bright eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Ling'er, have you forgotten that I can interrupt people's past and present lives?!"

    "Is this true?" Zhong Lington smiled happily and asked hurriedly: "I thought it was a joke, can eldest brother really tell fortunes?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, you can be considered a perfect person."

    "Okay, let me calculate it for you. I want to see if it's accurate." Zhong Ling said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, do you really want to forget it? You won't regret it?"

    "What's the point of regretting a fortune telling? Brother, it's true!" Zhong Ling rolled his eyes at him.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, pinched his fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to start to adjust his breath and meditate. He pressed his thumb on the first joint of his index finger and remained motionless.

    Mu Wanqing also forgot about the shock just now, and turned to look at him, watching him play tricks, trying to find out whether his calculation was accurate or not.

    After a while, Xiao Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Zhong Ling: "Well, I figured it out Ling'er, it's better that you don't know."

    "What's the matter? Brother, tell me!" Zhong Ling was impatient, holding his arm and shaking him, his voice was sweet and coquettish.

    Xiao Yuesheng was unmoved, looked at her, shook his head and said nothing.

    "Brother¡ª¡ª!" Zhong Ling looked at him eagerly, with a pleading look in his bright eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay! Ling'er, you and Miss Mu are sisters, half-mother!"

    Zhong Ling chuckled, then started giggling, holding her stomach and laughing non-stop, pointing at Xiao Yuesheng, giggling: "Bigbrotherit's so funny!"

    Mu Wanqing also showed a smile, feeling that Xiao Yuesheng's words were really ridiculous and unbelievable. He really dared to think about it!

    Xiao Yuesheng's face was solemn, he shook his head slowly and looked at her, his expression motionless.

    Zhong Ling laughed for a long time. Seeing his expression, he slowly stopped laughing and asked hesitantly: "Brother, are you telling the truth?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly: "It's absolutely true!"

    "I don't believe it!" Zhong Ling shook his head simply and neatly.

    Xiao Yuesheng sighed: "I also find it unbelievable, but I have calculated this, and it is absolutely impossible to be wrong!"

    He did do a fortune-telling carefully just now. Although he predicted the plot of Tian Long Ba Bu, he did not slack off, because when he came, many things had changed, and maybe Zhong Ling's life experience was also different.

    Zhong Ling turned to look at Mu Wanqing, who snorted disdainfully with a sneer on her lips.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "If you don't believe it, just go back and ask Mrs. Gan."

    "Well, I want to go back and ask my mother!" Zhong Ling nodded heavily.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "It's not too late to play here for a few days before going back A building is about to be built here, so just watch the excitement."

    Zhong Ling shook his head: "Brother, I want to go back first!"

    Xiao Yuesheng knew what she was thinking, knew that she was anxious, and wanted to find out from Gan Baobao, so he smiled and said: "Yeah, that's fine, but Ling'er, tell your mother quietly, don't let Master Zhong Gu know"?¡±

    Zhong Lingming rolled his eyes and nodded suddenly: "Of course, don't worry, brother!"

    After saying that, she took Mu Wanqing's hand and shook it: "Sister Mu, let's go back first, okay?"

    Mu Wanqing pondered, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if it was difficult to decide.

    "Sister Zhong" Zhong Ling begged.

    Mu Wanqing looked helpless and nodded slowly, but quite reluctantly. She also wanted to find out the truth of Xiao Yuesheng's words, but she wanted to kill Wang Yuyan even more.

    Zhong Ling stood up: "Brother, let's leave directly!"

    She was afraid that Mu Wanqing would change her mind. Seeing this, Sister Mu had to kill Miss Wang. If she really killed her, her eldest brother would be very angry!

    " Xiao Yuesheng didn't keep her, and Mu Wanqing was very angry now. It would be best to calm down after leaving.

    Duan Yu came back slowly, with a melancholy expression on his face, shaking his head and sighing.

    Mu Wanqing gave him a sharp look with a complicated expression. If what Xiao Yuesheng said was true, then this nerd was his brother.

    This made Mu Wanqing quite unhappy, and she also became angry with him.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Duan Yu sent the two girls away and returned to the hall. Duan Yu asked in confusion: "Brother Xiao, why did Sister Zhong Ling and Miss Mu leave so quickly?"

    Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "They have other important matters, so they can't stay for a long time. Brother Duan, you can't leave, you have to stay for a while!"

    "Okay! The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, I love Shu so much!" Duan Yu was overjoyed and laughed.

    Xiao Yuesheng's house is located in the south of Taihu Lake, and another pavilion has been erected. The size is similar to Xiao Yuesheng's, but slightly shorter to show the difference.

    This pavilion is more exquisite, exquisite and elegant than Xiao Yuesheng's Taihu Residence, but it has more of a rouge aura, while Xiao Yuesheng's Taihu Residence has a more upright aura.

    The old man who was arguing with Xiao Yuesheng was a master. He was good at building. Although the two buildings were small, they were very impressive and extraordinary.

    With money that can make ghosts push, since ancient times, Xiao Yue Sheng spent a lot of money before he invited him. In his opinion, it is worth it.

    After the building was completed, Fang Xueqing and her nine daughters moved in. This building was built specifically for them.

    In the early morning of this day, Xiao Yuesheng finished practicing the Taiqing Yuxia Ziying Guan Sutra, and then practiced the Yi Jin Jing.

    He suddenly felt something different in his Dantian, in which the innate true energy increased slightly. Although it was not much, it was equivalent to what he had accumulated in one night's meditation.

    He remained calm and vaguely understood that this must be because of the purple energy he had absorbed.

    The purple energy when the sun rises and the moon rises is the energy of heaven and earth and one yang. In the Tai Chi diagram, there are one yin and one yang, each with two points. This trace of purple energy is the point in the yang diagram.

    "One yang is born, regenerates all things, and is the foundation of everything. This trace of purple energy is extremely precious."

    People in martial arts usually practice qi in the morning, which is based on this principle. However, ordinary people cannot absorb purple qi, but the effect of qi training is greater than usual.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's Yuanshen is powerful. He practices Taiqing Yuxia Ziying Guan Sutra, but he uses this purple energy as luck to strengthen his Yuanshen.

    A while ago, he suddenly realized that the purple energy was no longer completely absorbed into his mind, but a trace of it remained in his body and penetrated into his dantian.

    He has always been baffled, unable to tell whether it has disappeared or is hidden in his dantian and cannot be sensed at all.

    But this time, he understood that this purple energy was transformed into innate energy.

    He had vaguely deduced this, but when it turned out to be true, he was still overjoyed. The practice of inner alchemy finally had a glimmer of hope.

    "It's a pity that this trace of purple energy is extremely rare. Once a day, there is no way to achieve it quickly. It can only be accumulated over time. But it is far better than usual to enter samadhi, but it is a great joy. Finally, it is possible to enter the door of inner alchemy.

    He can practice elixirs, but unfortunately it can only increase the inner strength of the true qi, but he has no way to deal with the innate qi. He can only practice hard in meditation, and his mind is always in a state of concentration.

    Normally, it seems that he is talking and smiling, but his heart is unwavering, like an old monk entering meditation, like a dry well without ripples, the soul is divided into two, and half of the soul enters the state of concentration.

    "As a result, he has been cultivating the innate Qi all day long, but he still makes very little progress. He wants to use the innate Qi to form elixirs, but he doesn't know how long it will take.

    However, this time with the help of purple energy, the efficiency is greatly increased, which can save half the time, which can boost his energy and rekindle his extravagant hope of immortality.

    At noon on this day, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in the westernmost pavilion. There was a Yao Qin on the table. He pressed his hands on the Qin, closed his eyes slightly, and remained motionless.

    A gust of wind blew, and Fang Xueqing behind him fluttered in white clothes. With her white jade face, she flew away like a fairy and returned to the sky.

      She looked at Xiao Yuesheng motionless, for fear that something would happen and disturb the young master's meditation.

    Xiao Yuesheng moved his fingers and plucked the strings a few times. His eyes were still closed, and his eyebrows were solemn and extremely serious.

    The sound of the piano is sonorous, and there is the sound of gold and iron horses. The blood is surging, and I want to dance with the sound.

    After a few sounds, it stopped and returned to stillness. He was motionless, pressing the strings with his hand, eyes closed, brows furrowed, thoughtful.

    After a while, he plucked the strings again and made a few more golden sounds. The sound spread far along the lake, condensing and not dissipating.

    Fang Xueqing listened attentively, very attentively, and while listening and thinking, if she got something, she felt that the sound of the young master's piano was extremely powerful. Although it was intermittent, sometimes rising and sometimes dying, it was not a tune at all, but with just one sound, she couldn't help but think  To move, to want to dance.

    ??????????????????????????? The sound of his piano became more and more powerful as time went on, as if it contained magical power, and he could control his body. She could suppress it with her efforts by moving his hands and feet lightly.

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly opened his eyes, the clear light flashing in his eyes, like a pool of clear spring swaying in the sun, flashing clear light.

    He gently raised his hand, slowly lowered it, hooked his fingers, and "Zheng" sounded, and Fang Xueqing's body trembled and suddenly moved.

    She hurriedly shouted: "Master"

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at her and smiled: "How did I play?"

    Fang Xueqing frowned and thought, and asked softly: "Sir, what's going on with the sound of your piano?"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, looking very proud, and shook his head and said: "The sound of my piano is martial arts, not music. Even if you tell me, you don't understand it. You will understand it in the future!"

    Fang Xueqing nodded slightly, feeling strange. She didn't expect that the sound of the piano could have such great magic power, making her dance and find it difficult to restrain herself. It turned out to be martial arts, no wonder

    In her opinion, the young master's magical skills are astonishing, unfathomable, mysterious, and capable of things that others cannot. It is not difficult to make the sound of the piano sound like this.

    "Listen to my song!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, put his hand on the strings, and started playing gently.

    The sound of the piano rises up, high and straight, like the roar of cranes in the sky, soaring into the sky. It can be heard clearly throughout Taihu Lake, as if it is playing in the ears.

    Xiao Yuesheng is gradually immersed in the precious sound, which is a song of mountains and flowing water, and a vast scroll slowly unfolds, clearly presented in front of the listener.

    Amid the sound of the piano, a large boat came quietly, broke through the lake, and headed towards Taihu Lake. It was as menacing as a tiger descending from the mountain.

    The big ship is divided into two floors and is full of big men, mostly middle-aged men. They are all dressed in black and have swords on their waists. They all look fierce and murderous.

    With the sound of the piano as their guide, they turned around and headed straight towards Taihu House.

    Fang Xueqing stood behind Xiao Yuesheng and listened quietly. She felt comfortable in her heart. The sky was high and the air was refreshing. She felt like she was standing on a high place and looking out, and her mind was wide open.

    She wondered in her heart why the young master¡¯s music had lost its magic power, and it no longer made her dance and find it difficult to control herself.

    It¡¯s just that the young master¡¯s piano skills are extraordinary, not inferior to mine. He only learned the piano for a while, but to be able to play like this is really humbling.

    She suddenly raised her head and pointed into the distance: "Master, it seems someone is coming!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly, the music of the piano continued, and said calmly: "You and Qiuniang and the others go back to the third floor, be careful, don't get hurt by them."

    "Yes!" Fang Xueqing nodded lightly. She had an experience and had deep confidence in Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts. She walked away without panic.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the big ship in the distance. It would only take a moment to arrive at such a speed. He suddenly laughed.

    "Brother Xiao, who are they?!" Duan Yu ran over from the waterside pavilion, holding a book in his hand, and entered the small pavilion.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly and said: "It's the people from Zuihonglou who came to kill me."

    "Zuihonglou, is this where Xue Qing and the others came out?" Duan Yu had a very good memory and remembered it immediately.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Brother Duan, how about you avoid it?"

    Duan Yu shook his head and smiled with his hands behind his back: "With Brother Xiao's martial arts, they are just clowns. I want to see the fun!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's show off our embarrassment!"

    After saying that, he suddenly moved, moved to the other side of the round table, turned the Yao Qin, and faced the direction of the big boat on the lake.

    He raised his hands and pressed down hard.

    "Zheng¡ª¡ª" It was like the trembling sound of a bowstring after an arrow was shot, with a soul-stirring power.

    "Zhengzheng" A trembling sound sounded, like arrows being shot out one after another, and nearly ten thousand arrows were fired at once

    The sound of the piano is getting louder and louder, like a white crane soaring into the sky, getting higher and higher, straight into the sky.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his ten fingers in unison, caressing the strings, and the clang sound rolled away. At first it was like thousands of arrows, but now it was like spring thunder.

    The approaching ship suddenly stalled, its speed suddenly dropped, as if it was pulled behind by an invisible force.

    The sound of the piano was like a violent storm, pouring out from Xiao Yuesheng's five fingers, floating directly into the distance, and landing on the big ship.

    Duan Yu stood behind him, feeling his body tremble and his energy and blood floating. The blood in his body seemed to turn into waves, surging one after another.

    Feeling uncomfortable, he hurriedly used the Beiming Magic Technique and began to suppress it. He suddenly felt better. Although his blood energy was still shaking, he was no longer uncomfortable.

    The sound of the piano gradually became gentle, as if it had changed from a violent storm to a gentle breeze, moistening things silently, and gurgling into the ears, which was very comfortable to listen to.

    Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the big ship in the distance, only to see that the big ship was moving slower and stopped not far away. He visually checked that it was about thirty feet tall.

    With such a distance, one has to rely on his own martial arts to get up and down. If he can only borrow strength halfway, he will definitely be able to jump over. It is really a bit uncertain.

    Just as he was thinking this, he saw someone on the boat leaping up, dressed in black and elegant clothes, fluttering across the lake, like a piece of flying catkins, as light as nothing.

    It flew more than ten feet in the air and suddenly fell down. Suddenly something flew out of his sleeve. Duan Yu took a closer look and saw that it was a wooden board.

    The man was short and thin. The wooden plank fell to the water and floated on it. His toes happened to step on the wooden plank. As soon as his body floated up, he came up diagonally and was about to fly up to the small pavilion.

    Duan Yu was startled, and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, only to see him shaking his head and smiling, hooking his little finger, pulling the strings, and then letting go, like pulling a bow to shoot an arrow.

    "Zheng!" A quick sound sounded like an arrow shot from a long bow.

    The man was in the air and was about to fly to the small pavilion. He suddenly stopped, as if he had been hit by an arrow, and fell steeply, like a stone falling straight down.

    "Bang" he fell into the water and immediately came up, facing up to the sky, swaying slightly as the lake water swayed. His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was comatose or dead.

    "Brother Xiao, this?" Duan Yu was startled and turned to look at him. He felt strange when he realized that it was Xiao Yuesheng's piano sound that hurt someone.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "He was injured but not dead."
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