The bald pen man was only thinking about Zhang Xu's thoughtful post, and begged: "Brother Tong, please show me that post again."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "As long as the master of the village defeats my brother Feng, then The post belongs to the owner of the third village.
Even if you read it for three days and three nights, it is still up to you."
Bald Bi.
Weng said, "I'll watch it for seven days and seven nights."
Xiang Wentian said, "Okay, I'll watch it for seven days and seven nights."
The bald man felt itchy and asked, "Second brother, I'll ask the eldest brother to take action, okay?"
Black and White Zi said, "You two are here to accompany the guests.
I'll tell my eldest brother."
He turned around and went out.
Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, let's drink.
Alas, this jar of wine has been spoiled by the third brother."
He poured the wine into the cup.
The bald pen man said angrily: "What's the waste?
You drank this wine into your belly and turned it into urine.
How could I leave a book on the wall?
The eternal wine is passed down through the book.
In a thousand years, someone will see my calligraphy." , I realized that there was a jar of Turpan red wine like yours in the world."
Dan Qingsheng raised his glass and pointed it at the wall, saying, "Wall, wall.
Bi, you are lucky enough to be able to taste the wine brewed by the Fourth Master.
Even without my third brother writing on your face, you will be immortal forever."
Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Compared to this ignorant person.
Wall, this junior is even more lucky to be able to taste such a rare wine."
He raised his glass and drank.
Xiang Wentian was by his side and had two drinks, so he stopped drinking.
Dan Qingsheng and Linghu Chong drank until their glasses were dry, and the more they drank, the more interested they became.
The two of them drank seventeen or eighteen cups each, and then Hei Baizi came out and said, "Brother Feng, my eldest brother has invited you, please move over.
Brother Tong, how about you drink a few more cups here?"
Xiang Wentian was startled and said "This" Seeing that Hei Baizi had no intention of inviting him to go with him, he finally insisted on following him and sighed: "I have no chance to meet the owner of the village.
It is a lifelong regret."
Hei Baizi said: "Brother Tong, please don't be offended.
My eldest brother has lived in seclusion for a long time and has never seen any outsiders.
He just heard that Brother Feng was a master of swordsmanship and admired him so much that he invited him to meet him.
But he never dared to be disrespectful to Brother Tong.
"Xiang Wentian said: "How dare you. , How dare you."
Linghu Chong put down the wine glass, thinking that it would be inconvenient to bring the sword to see the master, so with his hands empty, he followed the black and white pieces out of the chess room, walked through a corridor, and came to the door of the Moon Cave.
The word "Qin Xin" is written on the forehead of Yuedong Gate.
It is made of blue colored glaze and the brushwork is vigorous.
It must be the handwriting of the bald penman.
After passing the moon cave gate, there is a quiet flower path with bamboos growing on both sides.
The cobblestones on the flower path are covered with moss, making it look like it is rarely used by people.
The flower path leads to three stone houses.
There were seven or eight tall pines in front of and behind the house, covering the surrounding area with a gloomy atmosphere.
Hei Baizi gently opened the door and whispered, "Please come in."
As soon as Linghu Chong entered the door, he smelled sandalwood.
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Heibaizi said: "Brother, Young Master Feng from the Huashan Sect is here."
An old man walked out of the inner room, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Feng is coming to our village, and I didn't greet him from afar.
Please forgive me, forgive me."
Linghu Chong saw the old man.
He is in his sixties, skinny as a stick, and the muscles on his face are sunken, as straight as A skeleton with piercing eyes, bowed and said: "I am presumptuous as a junior, please forgive me, senior."
The man said: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Hei Baizi said: "My eldest brother's Taoist name is Huang Zhonggong, Feng Shaoxia must be I've known about it for a long time."
Linghu Chong said, "I have long admired the names of the four village owners.
It's a real honor to meet Qingyan today."
Xunsi: "Brother Xiang was seriously joking.
He didn't tell me anything in advance.
He just said that he wanted me to follow his arrangements.
Now that he is not with me, what if the big boss does something?
The problem is that I don’t know how to deal with it,” Huang Zhonggong said.
I heard that Feng Shaoxia is the descendant of Mr.
Feng, the senior of the Huashan Sect, and his sword skills are as good as the gods.
The old man has always admired Mr.
Feng's personality and martial arts, but unfortunately there was a rumor among the world that Feng was the only one.
The old gentleman has passed away, and I feel very sorry for him.
Today I can see the wind.
Being the direct descendant of Mr.
Feng is a life-long wish.
I wonder if Young Master Feng is Mr.
Feng’s nephew?"
Linghu Chong thought: "Uncle Feng solemnly asked me not to reveal the whereabouts of his elder brother Xiang.
I guess the swordsmanship was passed down by his old man, here it is It doesn't matter if I say that my surname is Feng, it would be a bit of a bluff.
But it would be inappropriate for me to tell the truth.
"I can only say vaguely: "I am a younger generation of his, and I am ignorant.
Teach Riqian, the younger generation can’t learn even ten percent of the old man’s swordsmanship.
One or two."
Huang Zhonggong sighed: "If you really only learned one-tenth of his sword skills, but all three of my brothers were defeated by your sword, Mr.
Feng's attainments are really unfathomable.
"Linghu Chong said: "The three village owners and the juniors only made a few moves at random, and they didn't do it.
He stopped before he could win or lose."
Huang Zhonggong nodded, with a smile on his skinny face, and said, "It's rare for a young man to not be arrogant or impetuous."
Linghu Chong and Hei Bai.
The child followed him into the piano hall and sat down, and a boy brought tea.
Huang Zhonggong said: "I heard that Feng Shaoxia has the ancient score of Guangling San.
Is this true?
The old man liked music very much.
Thinking of Ji Zhongsan playing the piano when he was about to be executed, he said: Guangling San will never be extinct from now on.
Every time he sighs.
If this is the case, The music can really reappear in the world, and if you can play it according to the score in your old age, you will have no regrets in your life."
At this point, blood appeared on his pale face, and he looked quite eager.
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "I lied to my eldest brother so much that I deceived them.
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I think the four owners of Gushan Plum Village are all very human beings, and they are here to ask them to cure my injury, so I can't let it go any further.
This piano book If the music score is the Guangling San that Senior Qu Yang obtained from Cai's tomb in the Eastern Han Dynasty, he should take a look at it."
He took out the music score from his arms. , stood up from his seat, held up his hands, and said: "Master of the village, please take a look."
Huang Zhonggong leaned over and took it, and said: "Guangling Sanjue has been famous in the world for a long time.
It is really a great joy to see the ancients' famous genealogy today, but it's just "I don't know" seems to be what he said, but how do you know that this is indeed the authentic genealogy of Guangling San, and it is not forged by some evildoers to make fun of others.
He flipped through it casually and said, "Well, the song is very long."
After just a moment of reading from the first page, the color on his face changed.
He flipped through the music score with his right hand, and used the five fingers of his left hand to play the piano on the table in a twisting and pressing posture.
He praised: "It's wonderful, peaceful, and upright, but also pure and quiet."
He turned to the second page and read for a while.
He also praised: "It is highly elegant and contains deep mysteries.
Just like this, I am so immersed in the music that my mind is at ease in a moment."
Seeing that Huang Zhonggong had only read the second page, Heibaizi was already a little distracted.
He was afraid that if he continued reading like this, he wouldn't be able to finish it for several hours.
He immediately interrupted and said: "This Young Master Feng and a boy brother from the Huashan Sect When he comes to Meizhuang, if someone can defeat his swordsmanship," Huang Zhonggong said: "Well, there must be someone who can defeat his swordsmanship before he is willing to defeat him.
This set of Guangling San was lent to me to copy, yes or no?"
Hei Baizi said: "Yes, the three of us were defeated.
If it weren't for the eldest brother's intervention, I, Gushan Meizhuang, would have died."
Huang Zhonggong smiled faintly and said, "Since you guys No, neither can I."
Hei Baizi said: "How can the three of us compare with the elder brother?"
Huang Zhonggong said: "We are old and useless."
Linghu Chong stood up and said: "The master of the villa is named Huang Zhonggong, and he is a master of the piano.
Although this score is rare, it is not a secret that should not be passed down.
Even if the lord of the master leaves the copy, the junior will come back to retrieve it three days later.
Yes."
Huang Zhonggong and Hei Baizi were both stunned.
In the chess room, Black and White saw that Xiang Wentian was showing off his skills and repeatedly made things difficult for him, making him feel itchy.
However, he did not expect that Feng Erzhong was very generous.
He was a good chess player, so he thought that Linghu Chong must have set a trap to lure Huang Zhonggong into a trap, but he couldn't see the flaw.
Huang Zhonggong said: "No reward for no merit.
You and I have no connection, how can we accept such a generous gift from you?
You two have come to our village.
What do you want to learn?
I hope to tell you frankly."
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "What is the purpose of Brother Xiang coming to Meizhuang with me?
He didn't mention a word before he came here.
Thinking about it, he must be asking the four owners of the village to heal my wounds, but his arrangements are obvious everywhere.
It's very mysterious.
These four village owners are all special people, so maybe I can't tell them clearly.
Anyway, I really don't know what I want from my elder brother.
I tell you bluntly, I don’t mean to deceive others,” he said, “I came to Baozhuang with Brother Tong, and I’ll tell you the truth.
Before I stepped into Baozhuang, I had neither heard of the names of the four village owners, nor did I know that there were orphans in the world.
Shanmei Village."
He paused and then said, "This is a young man who is ignorant and doesn't know the senior masters in the martial arts world.
Don't blame the two village owners."
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Huang Zhonggong glanced at Hei Baizi, with a smile on his face, and said: "Young Master Feng is very frank, thank you very much, old man.
I am very strange at first.
My four brothers live in seclusion in Lin'an, and few people in the world know about it.
The Five Mountains Sword Sect is following me.
Brothers have never been related to each other, how could they If you come here to talk to me like this, Young Master Feng really doesn’t know the origins of the four of us."
Linghu Chong said, "I am very ashamed, and I would like to ask the two village owners for advice.
What I just said about the names of the four village owners that I have admired for a long time is actually true.
Huang Zhonggong nodded and said: "Huang Zhonggong, Black and White, etc. are all nicknames we have given ourselves.
Our original names have long been used.
The young hero has never heard of the names of the four of us, so it is a matter of course."
He turned over the music score with his right hand and asked: " You sincerely lent me this music score to copy.
"Record" Linghu Chong said: "That's right.
It's just because Brother Tong owns it that I can lend it to you.
Otherwise, even if the senior takes it and gives it to the martyrs, there is no need to give it back."
"Huang Zhonggong." " He made a sound, and a hint of joy appeared on his skinny face.
Bai Heizi said: "You will lend me the piano score to my eldest brother.
Can Brother Tong agree?"
Linghu Chong said: "Brother Tong has a life-long friendship with this junior.
He is a generous and heroic man.
Since I have agreed to it, no matter how old I am, He won't mind."
Hei Baizi nodded.
Huang Zhonggong said: "Young Master Feng's kindness, I am deeply grateful.
However, since I have not received the personal consent of Brother Tong, I feel uneasy after all.
The Brother Tong said that in order to obtain the music score, there must be someone in our village.
My swordsmanship is better than yours, so I can’t take advantage of it in vain.
How about we show off a few moves?”
Linghu Chong thought: "Just now the second village master said: How can the three of us compare with the eldest brother?
Then the martial arts of this big master should be superior to the three of them.
The three masters have outstanding martial arts, and I can rely on Feng Tai."
It was only the swordsmanship taught by my uncle that gave him the upper hand.
If he fought against the master of the village, he might not be able to win again.
If I can win, why bother to humiliate myself for no reason?
Even if I defeat him, what's the point?"
He then said: "Brother Tong is doing something good for a while, and saying such things really makes the four village owners extremely ashamed.
I am very grateful to this junior, how can I dare to fight against the big owner again?"
Huang Zhonggong smiled and said: "You are a very good person.
Let's compete with each other for a few moves.
What does it matter until we reach the end?"
He turned around and picked off a jade flute from the wall, handed it to Linghu Chong and said, "You use the flute as a sword.
I Then use the Yao Qin as a weapon."
He picked up a Yao Qin from the bedside table and said with a slight smile. : "Although I dare not say that these two instruments are priceless, they are also rare things.
They can't be used to destroy everyone's pretentious display."
Linghu Chong saw that the flute was green all over, and it was actually the best quality.
The emerald jade has a few spots of vermilion near the mouth of the flute, which are as red as blood and reflect the green jade flute.
The color of the Yao Qin held by Huang Zhonggong is dark and old.
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It must be hundreds or even thousands of years old.
If the two instruments are touched lightly, they are bound to be shattered at the same time.
They cannot really fight with each other.
Seeing it, there is no further explanation.
Holding the jade flute horizontally with both hands, he said respectfully: "Please give me some advice, Lord Master Feng."
Huang Zhonggong said: "I have always admired Mr.
Feng, a great swordsman of the generation.
The sword law taught by him is very important.
Mr.
Feng, please."
Linghu Chong picked up the flute and waved it gently, and the wind passed by.
The flute hole emits a few soft sounds.
Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings with his right hand a few times.
At the sound of the piano, the tail of the piano was pushed toward Linghu Chong's right shoulder.
When Linghu Chong heard the music, his heart was slightly shaken, and the jade flute slowly tapped behind Huang Zhonggong's elbow.
If Yao Qin continued to hit his shoulder, the acupuncture point behind his elbow would be hit first.
Huang Zhonggong turned the Yao Qin upside down and hit Linghu Chong on the waist.
When he held out the Qin body, he plucked the strings again and made a sound.
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "If I match the jade flute, the two precious musical instruments will be smashed together.
In order to protect the instruments, he will definitely take away the Yao Qin.
But this method of playing will be almost rogue."
At that moment, the jade flute turned in an arc.
Shape, point towards the opponent's armpit.
Huang Zhonggong raised his qin to block the attack, and Linghu Chong retracted his jade flute.
Huang Zhonggong played several times on the piano, and the music became more intense.
Black and White's face changed slightly, he turned around and exited the piano hall, closing the door behind him.
He knew that when Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings and made sounds on the zither, he was not pretending to be idle, but he was injecting superior internal energy into the zither sounds to disturb the enemy's mind.
The opponent's internal energy would resonate with the zither sounds throughout his life, and he would be unknowingly controlled by the zither sounds.
If the sound of the piano is soothing, the opponent's moves will also be slow; if the sound of the piano is sharp, the opponent's moves will also be sharp.
But the tricks on Huang Zhonggong's qin are exactly opposite to the sound of the qin.
His moves are fast and the sound of the piano is even more leisurely, making it impossible for the opponent to block him.
Heibaizi knew that Huang Zhonggong's skill was not trivial, so he retreated outside the piano hall for fear that his internal strength would be damaged.
Although he was separated by a panel door, he could still faintly hear the sound of the piano, which was slow and urgent, sometimes quiet, sometimes loud and loud.
After a while, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent.
Hei Heizi felt uneasy and breathless after hearing this.
He retreated to the door again and closed the door again.
The sound of the piano was almost inaudible after being blocked by the two doors, but occasionally the sound was high-pitched and came out a few times, which still made his heart beat faster.
He stood there for a long time, but he could hear the constant sound of the piano, and he was surprised: "This young man named Feng has extremely high swordsmanship, but his internal strength is also so great.
How can he still hold up under the long attack of my elder brother's seven-stringed invisible sword?"
"While he was meditating, Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng came side by side.
Dan Qingsheng asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
Hei Baizi said: "We have been fighting for a long time, and this young man is still trying to support himself.
I am worried that my elder brother will hurt his life."
Dan Qingsheng said: "I will go and ask for a favor from my elder brother. , You can't hurt this good friend."
Hei Baizi shook his head and said, "You can't go in."
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At this moment, the sound of the piano sounded loudly, and the three people took a step back.
The sound of the piano sounded five times in a row, and the three people couldn't help it.
Take five steps back.
Bald Pen Man's face was as white as snow.
He calmed down and said, "Brother, the invisible swordsmanship of Liu Ding's Kaishan is really powerful.
These six sounds continuously hit hard and violently.
How can that person named Feng withstand it?"
Before he could finish his words, he heard another sound.
There was a loud sound, followed by several clapping sounds, as if several strings were broken.
Hei Baizi and others were taken aback.
They pushed open the door and rushed in.
Then they pushed open the panel door of the Qin Hall.
They saw Huang Zhonggong standing silently.
All seven strings of the Yao Qin in his hand were broken and hanging down by the side of the Qin.
Linghu Chong stood aside with a jade flute in his hand, bowed and said, "offended."
It was obvious that Huang Zhonggong lost this contest again.
Hei Baizi and the other three were all shocked.
The three of them knew that this eldest brother had great inner strength and was really a great figure in the martial arts world.
Unexpectedly, he still fell into the hands of this Huashan sect boy.
It would be hard to believe it if they hadn't seen it in person.
Huang Zhonggong smiled bitterly and said: "The master of Feng Shaoxia's swordsmanship is certainly the only one I have seen in my life, but my internal strength is so impressive, which is really admirable.
Lao Chen's seven-stringed invisible sword originally thought it was a martial arts masterpiece."
A secret skill in the world is like child's play in the hands of Feng Shaoxia.
The four brothers have lived in seclusion in Meizhuang and have not set foot in the world for more than ten years.
Hehe, we have turned into frogs in the well."
The words are quite desolate. .
Linghu Chong said: "This junior is trying hard to support me, but I must be merciful to my senior."
Huang Zhonggong sighed, shook his head, and sat down slumped, with a desolate look on his face.
Seeing him like this, Linghu Chong couldn't bear it and thought: "I don't want to let them know that I have lost my inner strength, lest they know that I am injured and seek treatment, which will cause obstacles.
But I am an upright man, and I can't take advantage of him."
He said. : "Master of the village, there is something that must be made clear.
The reason why I am not afraid of the invisible sword energy emitted from your piano is not because of my high internal strength. , but because this junior has no internal strength at all."
Huang Zhonggong was startled, stood up and said, "What?"
Linghu Chong said, "Junior has been injured many times and has lost all his internal strength, so he is completely insensitive to your piano music.
"Huang Zhonggong was surprised and happy, and asked in a trembling voice: "Seriously?"
Linghu Chong said, "Senior, if you don't believe it, you can tell by looking at this junior's pulse."
He stretched out his right hand.
Both Huang Zhonggong and Hei Baizi were very surprised.
They thought that when he came to Meizhuang, although he was not obviously an enemy, he had bad intentions after all.
How could he dare to reach out his hand calmly and hand over his life to someone else?
If Huang Zhonggong had taken advantage of the pulse, If you clasp the acupuncture points on his wrists, then he has a huge ability, but he has no way to display it, so he has to let it be slaughtered.
Huang Zhonggong had just used the "Six Ding Mountain Creation" magical skill, which not only failed to do anything to Linghu Chong, but also ended up with the seven strings ringing at the same time, pushing the internal force to the peak, causing all seven strings to break.
After such a huge defeat, he was unwilling to accept it, and thought: "You If you bring my palm over and try to push my acupuncture points, I will fight with your internal strength."
He immediately stretched out his right hand and slowly touched the veins on Linghu Chong's right wrist.
Hidden in his outstretched hand were the three superior grappling techniques of "Tiger Claw Grappling Hand", "Dragon Claw Technique" and "Little Eighteen Grappling Hands".
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No matter how the opponent changed his moves, he could at most not catch the opponent's wrist, but he was determined to do so.
In order not to be taken advantage of by the other party, unexpectedly, Linghu Chong moved up with five fingers, and Linghu Chong remained motionless, showing no sign of counterattack.
As soon as Huang Zhonggong was surprised, he felt that Linghu Chong's pulse was weak and the strings were slack, indicating that he had indeed lost all his internal strength.
After being stunned, he couldn't help laughing and said: "So that's it, that's it.
I've been fooled by you.
I've been fooled by your brother."
Although he said that he had been fooled, his expression was extremely happy.
His "seven-stringed invisible sword" is just the sound of the piano.
The sound itself cannot hurt the enemy.
Its effect is to stimulate the enemy's internal energy and disrupt the enemy's moves.
The stronger the opponent's internal energy, the more powerful the reaction to the piano sound will be.
Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong actually had no internal energy at all.
No, this "seven-stringed invisible sword" has no effect on him.
After Huang Zhonggong's defeat, he was disheartened.
When he learned that his defeat was not due to his incompetence in the stunts he had practiced for decades, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
He grabbed Linghu Chong's hand and shook it again and again, and said with a smile: "Good brother, good brother, why did you tell me this secret?"
Linghu Chong said with a smile: "This junior has lost all his internal strength.
It is inevitable that he concealed it during the sword fight just now.
How can you deceive each other if you have bad intentions?
The senior played the piano to the bull, and happened to meet the junior bull."
Huang Zhonggong stroked his beard and laughed, and said: "So, the old invisible seven-string sword is not a waste, I am afraid that the seven-string invisible sword will become a broken string.
What a useless sword, haha, haha."
Hei Baizi said: "Young Master Feng, my brothers are all grateful for your frank confession.
But don't you know that you have revealed your weakness?
If my brother wanted to take your life, it would be as easy as turning his hand on you.
Although your swordsmanship is high, you have no internal strength, and you will end up with nothing."
You can’t fight against us.”
Linghu Chong said: "The words of the second village master are right.
This junior knows that the four village masters are heroes, so he made it clear."
Huang Zhonggong nodded and said: "Very true, very true.
Brother Feng, what is your purpose in coming to our village?"
You might as well say it straight.
My four brothers are like old friends as soon as we meet you.
As long as we can do anything, we will obey your orders."
The bald pen man said: "You have lost all your inner strength.
He must have been seriously injured.
I have a close friend who has great medical skills, but he is eccentric and reluctant to treat others.
But for my sake, he will definitely treat you.
The famous murderer Ping Yizhi has always been friends with me."
Linghu Chong lost his voice and said, "It's Doctor Ping Yi Zhi Ping."
Bald Bi Weng said, "That's right.
You've heard of his name, right?"
Linghu Chong said sadly: "This doctor Ping passed away a few months ago on Wuba Gang in Shandong."
The bald pen man said "Ah yo" and said in surprise: "He, he is dead."
Dan Qingsheng said: "What's wrong with him?"
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He can be cured, but why can’t he cure his own disease?
Did he die at the hands of his enemies?"
ordered Hu Chong shook his head.
Yu Ping died with one finger, and he felt very sorry in his heart.
He said: "When Doctor Ping was about to die, he took the junior's pulse and said that the junior's injury was very strange.
He really couldn't be cured. ."
Bald Biweng was very sad when he heard the news of Ping Yizhi's death.
He was speechless and shed tears.
Huang Zhonggong thought for a long time and said: "Brother Feng, I will show you a way, but it is hard to say whether the other party will agree.
I will write a letter and you can take it to see Master Fangzheng, the head of Shaolin Temple.
If he can use the Shaolin sect The Yi Jin Jing, a unique skill of internal strength, will hopefully restore your internal strength.
This is a secret that is not passed down by his Shaolin sect, but Master Fang Zheng owed me some favors in the past, and he might be able to sell me.
Face."
Linghu Chong listened.
One of them recommended Ping Zhi, and the other pointed me to Master Fang Zheng.
Both of them were very targeted, and both of them were fully recommended.
It can be seen that these two village owners are not only knowledgeable, but also really passionate about themselves.
I can't help but feel grateful. , said: "Master Fang Zheng only teaches this magical skill of Changing Tendons to his own disciples, but the younger generation are not able to join the Shaolin sect.
This is very difficult."
He stood up, bowed deeply and said, "The four masters of the sect. good "I am deeply grateful.
Life and death are important, and the injuries on my body are not serious, so I will leave now."
Huang Zhonggong said, "Wait a minute."
After a while, he turned around and walked into the inner room. ,take He took out a porcelain bottle and said, "These are two pills given by my master in the past.
They are very effective in replenishing the body and healing injuries.
Giving them to my little brother is a small token of our acquaintance."
Linghu Chong saw it. porcelain vase The cork was extremely old.
He thought that this was his master's relic.
It must be extremely precious if it has been preserved to this day.
He hurriedly said: "This is a gift from the respected master of the seniors.
It is extraordinary.
The juniors dare not accept it."
Huang Zhonggong shook his head.
Shake his head and say Said: "The four of us have been in the world for a long time.
We have stopped fighting with outsiders for a long time.
We can't use the holy medicine for healing.
My brother has no disciples and no children.
If you refuse, I have to take these two pills into the coffin." ” Linghu Chong heard what he said was desolate, so he could only thank him solemnly, took it, and left.
Black and White, Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng accompanied him back to the chess room.
Xiang Wentian saw that the faces of the four of them were very solemn, and knew that Linghu Chong had won the sword fight with the owner of the village again.
If the master of Dazhuang wins, Hei Baizi will remain calm, but the bald pen man and the painter will definitely be high-spirited.
When they meet, they will reach out for Zhang Xu's calligraphy and Fan Kuan's landscapes, pretending to ask: "Brother Feng, Dazhuang."
Did the master teach you the swordsmanship?"
Linghu Chong said: "The master's skill is so high that no one can predict it, but when my younger brother lost all his internal strength, the master Yao Qin There is nothing more lucky than this in the world."
Dan Qingsheng glared at Xiang Wentian and said, "Brother Feng is honest and doesn't hide anything.
But you said that his inner strength is far better than yours.
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Tell me.
Brother Feng fell into this big trap."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "Brother Feng was indeed far better than me before he lost his inner strength.
I'm talking about the past, not now.
"The Bald Pen Man snorted and said, "You are not a good person."
He bowed his hands to Xiang Wentian and said, "Since no one in Meizhuang can defeat the swordsmanship of my brother Feng, let's take our leave here, three owners.
He turned to Linghu Chong and said, "Let's go."
Linghu Chong clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "I am honored to meet the four village owners today.
It will be a great blessing to my life.
If I have the opportunity in the future."
"We should visit Baozhuang again."
Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, if you want to come for a drink someday, just come and I will taste all the famous wines I have in my collection with you.
Hey, brother Tong, Hey," Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "I have a very limited tolerance for drinking, so I don't dare to ask for trouble anymore."
He cupped his hand again, took Linghu Chong's hand and walked out.
Black and White were sent out.
Xiang Wentian said: "Three village owners, please stay and see me off without bothering you."
The Bald Biweng said: "Ha, do you think we are sending you off?
We are sending you Brother Feng.
If you, Brother Tong, are here alone, we will take one step at a time.
Not even."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "That's it."
Hei Baizi and others went straight to the gate and then said goodbye to Linghu Chong.
The bald pen man and Dan Qingsheng just stared at Xiang Wentian, wishing they could snatch the burden off his back.
Xiang Wentian took Linghu Chong's hand and walked deep into the willow shade, far away from Meizhuang.
He smiled and said: "The invisible sword energy from the piano of the master of the big village is very powerful.
Brother, how do you win?"
Linghu Chong said: "It turns out that big brother everything I should have known better.
Fortunately, I have lost all my inner strength, otherwise I would be dead at this moment.
Brother, do you have any grudges against these four village owners?"
Xiang Wentian said, "I have never met them. , how can we say we have hatred?”
Suddenly he heard someone shouting: "Brother Tong, Brother Feng, please come here."
Linghu Chong turned around and saw Dan Qingsheng running quickly, holding a wine bowl with more than half of the bowl filled with wine, and said: " Brother Feng, I have half a bottle of Bamboo Leaf Green that is over a hundred years old.
It would be a pity if you don’t try it."
He handed over the wine bowl.
Linghu Chong took the wine bowl and saw that the wine was as green as emerald.
It was as deep as bottom.
The aroma of the wine was extremely mellow.
He praised: "It's really good wine."
He took a sip and praised: "Good" continuously.
After four gulps, he drank up half of the bowl of wine and said, "This wine is light, light and heavy.
It must be a famous wine in Yangzhou and Zhenjiang."
Danqing said happily: "That's right, that's Zhenjiang Jinshan."
There are six bottles of the temple's treasure.
The great monk in the temple abstains from drinking alcohol, so he gave me one bottle.
I drank half of the bottle, but I couldn't bear to drink it.
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Brother Feng, I really have some good wines there. , please give me your review."
Linghu Chong was quite close to the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River", and there was good wine to drink, so why didn't he like it?
He immediately turned to Xiang Wentian to see what he wanted.
Xiang Wentian said: "Brother, the fourth owner of the village invites you to have a drink, just go.
As for me, the third and fourth owners of the village get angry when they see me, so I just say hey, hey."
Dan Qingsheng smiled and said: " When did I see you get angry, let's go together.
You are Brother Feng's friend, and I will treat you to a drink."
Before Xiang Wentian could refuse, Dan Qingsheng held his arm with his left arm, and held Linghu Chong's arm with his right arm. , smiled and said: "Go, go and have a few more drinks."
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "When we were saying goodbye, the fourth owner of the village looked very unkind to his eldest brother.
Why did he suddenly become affectionate again?
Could it be that he never forgot to go back to his eldest brother?
Are you going to find another way to get the calligraphy and painting in the baggage?"
The three of them returned to Meizhuang.
The Bald Pen Man was waiting at the door and said happily: "Brother Feng is back again, wonderful, wonderful."
The four of them returned to the chess room.
Dan Qingsheng poured all kinds of fine wines and drank Linghu Chong, but Hei Baizi never showed up.
Seeing that it was getting late, the bald pen man and the painter seemed to be waiting for someone and kept looking sideways at the door.
Xiang Wentian said goodbye several times, but the two of them always tried their best to persuade him to stay.
Linghu Chong ignored it and just drank.
Xiang Wentian looked at the sky and said with a smile: "If the two village owners don't let us eat, I will starve to death."
The bald pen man said: "Yes, yes" and shouted loudly: "Steward Ding, hurry up Arrange a banquet," Ding Jian agreed outside the door.
At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Hei Baizi walked in, and said to Linghu Chong: "Brother Feng, we have another friend in our village who wants to ask you for his sword skills."
Upon hearing this, Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng said at the same time He jumped up and said happily: "Brother agreed."
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "If that man wants to compete with me, he must win first."
They asked the eldest villa owner for permission to keep me here.
It seems that the second villa owner asked the eldest villa owner for so long before he finally agreed.
So this person is either the eldest villa owner’s nephew or his disciple.
Subordinate, is it possible that his swordsmanship is better than that of the master of the village?"
After thinking about it, he secretly shouted: "Ah "Hey, it's not good that they know that I have no internal power, and they are concerned about their own safety and are unable to take action.
But if they send a junior or subordinate to attack me and specifically compete with me for internal power, wouldn't they immediately take my life?"
But then he I thought: "These four village owners are all upright heroes, how could they do such despicable acts?"
But the owner of the third village and the owner of the fourth village are madly in love with those two calligraphy and paintings, and the owner of the second village is calm in appearance, but he can't give up on those chess games until he can win them.
It is not unreasonable to make such a strategy for these calligraphy and painting chess games.
If someone really wants to hurt me with internal force, I'll stab him in the vital joints first."
Baizi said: "Young Master Feng, please go again."
Linghu Chong said: "In terms of real skills, this junior is not even a match for the three masters and the fourth masters, let alone the big master and the second master.
Lord The four seniors of Gushan Meizhuang are outstanding in martial arts, and they favor Rong Rang in every way because of their mutual friendship.
There is really no need to show off the junior's superficial swordsmanship."
Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, Of course that man's martial arts are better than yours, but you don't have to be afraid of him."
Hei Baizi stopped him and said, "There is a senior master who specializes in swordsmanship in our village.
He heard about Feng Shaoxia's sword.
The method is so good, no matter how many times I have to compete, I hope Young Hero Feng will compete again."
Linghu Chong thought that if he could compete again, he might be forced to hurt someone, so he turned against the "Four Friends of Jiangnan" and said. : "The four village owners treated the junior very well.
If we were to compete again, I don't know what the senior's temper would be like.
If they broke up on bad terms, or if the junior was injured by the senior's sword, wouldn't it be a loss of harmony?"
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Dan Qingsheng He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, no."
Hei Baizi rushed over and said: "No matter what, the four of us will never blame you Feng Shaoxia."
Xiang Wentian said: "Okay, what's the harm in trying it again?
I can There are some things that cannot be delayed any longer.
We have to take the first step.
Brother Feng, let's meet at Jiaxing Mansion."
Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng said in unison: "If you want to go first, how can you do it?"
Bald Bi Weng said, "Unless you do.
I left Zhang Xu’s calligraphy.”
Dan Qingsheng said: “After Feng Shaoxia lost, where can I find you to get the calligraphy and painting chess records?
No, please wait a little longer, Butler Ding, hurry up and prepare a banquet.”
Hei Baizi said: "Young Master Feng, I will accompany you.
Brother Tong, please have a meal first, and we will come back to accompany you in a short time."
Xiang Wentian shook his head repeatedly and said, "You are determined to win this game.
Win.
Although my swordsmanship is high, my brother Feng has little experience in facing enemies. .
And you already know that he has lost his inner strength.
If I don't stand by, even if I lose this match, I will not accept it."
Hei Baizi said: "What is the purpose of Brother Tong's words?
Will we still cheat?
"It doesn't work."
Xiang Wentian said: "The four villagers of Gushan Meizhuang The Lord is a heroic man, and I have long admired him, so he is naturally very trustworthy.
But Brother Feng is going to compete with another person, and I don't know that besides the four owners of the Plum Village, there is another master in the Second Village.
Lord, who is this person?
If you know this person, Just like the four village owners, he is also an upright and heroic warrior, so you can rest assured."
Dan Qingsheng said: "Compared with my four brothers, this senior's martial arts reputation is not even close to the same.
"Speech."
Xiang Wentian said: "In the martial arts world."
"There are only a handful of people whose reputation can match those of the four village owners.
I'm sure I'll know his name."
Bald Pen Weng said, "I can't tell you his name."
Xiang Wentian said, "Then."
I have decided to watch the battle from the sidelines, otherwise the competition will be forfeited. " Dan Qingsheng said: "Why are you so stubborn?
I think Brother Tong's presence will be detrimental to you.
This man has been living in seclusion for a long time and doesn't like others to see his face. " Xiang Wentian said: "Then how can Brother Feng be reconciled.
He is competing with swords."
Hei Baizi said: "Both sides put on their swords.
The hood only exposes a pair of eyes, so no one can see each other."
Xiang Wentian asked, "Do the four village owners also wear hoods?"
Hei Baizi said, "Yes, this person has a weird temper, otherwise."
He refused to take action."
Xiang Wentian said, "Then I'll do it.
Just put on the hood."
Hei Baizi hesitated for a while and said, "Brother Tong insists on watching the fight, so that's all.
But I have to ask Brother Tong to promise not to say anything from the beginning to the end."
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Xiang Wentian.
He smiled and said, "It's not easy to pretend to be deaf and dumb."
At the moment, Baizi was leading the way, Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong were following behind, and Bald Biweng and Dan Qingsheng were walking at the end.
Linghu Chong saw that he was taking the old road leading to the master's bedroom and came to the outside of the master's piano hall.
Hei Baizi clicked on the door three times and pushed it open.
I saw that one person in the room had a black cloth cover over his head.
Looking at his clothes, it was Huang Zhonggong.
Hei Heizi walked up to him, lowered his head and whispered a few words into his ear.
Huang Zhonggong shook his head and whispered a few words, showing that he did not want Xiang Wentian to participate.
Hei Baizi nodded, turned around and said, "My eldest brother thinks it's a minor matter compared to the sword, but if it offends that friend, it will be a lot of inconvenience.
Let's just let this matter go."
The five people bowed to Huang Zhonggong and said goodbye.
Danqing said angrily: "Brother Tong, you are really weird.
Are you afraid that we will swarm up and bully Brother Feng?
You have to watch the fight on the sidelines.
If you have a good fight and just turn it into smoke, isn't it disgraceful?"
It's disappointing."
The bald pen man said: "Second brother spent a lot of effort , I asked my elder brother to agree, but you came to make trouble again."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I will give in and ignore this competition.
You must not cheat me.
Brothers."
Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng were overjoyed and said in unison: "Who do you think we are?
There is no reason to deceive Young Master Feng."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "I'm waiting in the chess room.
Brother Feng, they are sneaky and don't know what tricks they are playing.
You have to wake up and be careful.
"Linghu Chong said with a smile: "Meizhuang is full of high-ranking scholars, how can there be any deception?
"People" Dan Qingsheng smiled and said: "Yes, Young Master Feng is not like you, with the heart of a villain, you can judge the heart of a gentleman."
Xiang Wentian took a few steps, turned around and waved: "Brother Feng, come here.
I have to give you a few words, don't be fooled."
Dan Qingsheng smiled and ignored him.
Linghu Chong thought to himself, "Brother Xiang, be careful.
I'm not a three-year-old child.
It's not that easy to lie to me."
He walked closer.
Xiang Wentian took his hand, and Linghu Chong felt that he had stuffed a paper ball into his palm.
Linghu Chong pinched it and felt that there was a hard object in the paper ball.
Xiang Wentian pulled him closer with a smile and whispered in his ear: "After you met that man, you held hands with him and secretly stuffed this paper ball and the things in it into his hands.
This matter involves a lot. , don't ignore it.
Haha, haha."
When he said these words, his tone was very solemn, but there was always a smile on his face, and the last few bursts of laughter had nothing to do with what he said.
Hei Baizi and the other three people all said that what he said was to ridicule the three of them.
Dan Qingsheng said: "What's so funny?
Although Young Master Feng is very good at swordsmanship, we haven't asked you how your brother Tong's swordsmanship is."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "My swordsmanship is ordinary, so there is no need to ask for advice."
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Waddling out.
Dan Qingsheng smiled and said, "Okay, let's meet up with eldest brother."
The four of them walked back into Huang Zhonggong's piano hall.
Huang Zhonggong didn't expect them to come back, so he had already removed the hood from his head.
Heibaizi said: "Brother, that boy finally convinced us and agreed not to watch the battle."
Huang Zhonggong said: "Okay."
He picked up the black cloth cover and put it on his head.
Dan Qingsheng opened the wooden cabinet and took out three black cloth covers.
He handed one of them to Linghu Chong and said, "This is mine.
You can wear it.
Brother, I'll lend you your pillowcase."
Walking in.
After a while in the inner room, when he came out, his head was covered with a blue cloth pillowcase, with two round holes cut out in the cover, revealing a pair of smooth eyes.
Huang Zhonggong nodded and said to Linghu Chong: "In the competition later, you two will use wooden swords to avoid using your internal strength and causing Brother Feng to suffer."
Linghu Chong said happily: "That's the best."
Huang Zhonggong said to Hei Baizi: " Second brother, bring two wooden swords."
Hei Baizi opened the wooden cabinet and took out two wooden swords.
Huang Zhonggong said to Linghu Chong: "Brother Feng, no matter who wins or loses in this competition, please don't mention it to outsiders."
Linghu Chong said: "Of course, this junior has already said that when you come to Meizhuang, you are definitely not seeking fame. , How can you go out and talk nonsense?
Not to mention that the younger generation has more defeats and fewer wins, and there is nothing to say. " Huang Zhonggong said: "That may not be the case.
But I believe that Brother Feng will keep his word and will not spread it to outsiders.
Please don't mention anything about what you see from now on.
Don't even tell Brother Tong.
Is this possible?"
Linghu Chong hesitated and said, "Even Brother Tong couldn't tell me about the sword competition, so he would naturally ask about what happened.
If I kept silent, I would be doing a disservice to our friends."
Huang Zhonggong said: "That boy brother is an old man.
Now that I know that brother Feng has promised me, a real man can't break his promise and get rich, so he won't force others to make things difficult for him."
Linghu Chong nodded and said: "That's right, junior.
That's all."
Huang Zhonggong cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Brother Feng for your kindness."
Linghu Chong turned around and walked out.
Unexpectedly, Dan Qingsheng pointed to the inner room and said: "Inside."
Linghu Chong was startled and was shocked: "How come you are in the inner room?"
Then he realized: "Ah, yes, the person I am competing with is a swordsman."
The woman might be the wife or concubine of the big village owner, so they insisted on I will never let Brother Xiang watch from the sidelines.
She is not allowed to see my appearance, and I am not allowed to see her true face.
This is because there are differences between men and women.
I can’t say that if it’s not a boudoir matter, why should I be so solemn?”
After thinking about this section, all the doubts were suddenly solved, but when I pinched the paper ball in my palm and the small hard object in it, I thought: "It seems that all the arrangements and foresight made by the elder brother are just to find a way to get along with this woman."
Although he couldn't see her face to face, he asked me to deliver letters and tokens.
Although Brother Xiang and I are sworn friends, there must be some ambiguity between them.
The owner of the village treats me very kindly.
If I pass this thing on, I will be sorry to the four owners of the village.
So what should I do?"
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He then thought: "Brother Xiang and the four owners of the village are all in their fifties and sixties.
The woman is definitely not young.
Even if she was involved in love, it was a matter of many years ago.
Even if I hand over this letter, I don't think it will ruin the woman's honor."
While they were thinking, the five people entered the room. room.
There are a bed and a few tables in the room, and the furnishings are simple.
There is a gauze hanging on the bed, which is very old and has turned yellow.
There was a short qin placed on the table, which was completely black and seemed to be made of iron.
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "All the deductions of the matter are all based on Brother Xiang's calculation.
Alas, he is so affectionate, how can I not help him fulfill his wish?"
He has a free and easy nature, and has never been careful about the etiquette of famous religions.
Keeping it in mind, at this moment, in my heart, it seemed that the woman was It's the junior sister Yue Lingshan.
She married her junior brother Lin Pingzhi, and she is Xiang Wentian.
After decades, she tried every means to meet her junior sister again, but the meeting was not possible, so she passed on the same feelings as before.
A keepsake, a token of affection, and enough to soothe the pain of missing each other for decades.
He thought again: "Brother Xiang got rid of the demon sect, and he did not hesitate to fall out with the leader and the brothers in the sect.
Maybe it was because of this old lover."
While he was thinking about it, Huang Zhonggong had already lifted the quilt on the bed and lifted the floorboard. , but underneath is an iron plate with a copper ring on it.
Huang Zhonggong held the copper ring and lifted it up.
An iron plate about four feet wide and five feet long rose up in his hand, revealing a long square hole.
The iron plate was half a foot thick and appeared to be very heavy.
He laid it flat on the ground and said, "This man's residence is a bit strange.
Brother Feng, please come with me."
He jumped into the cave.
Hei Baizi said: "Young Master Feng invites you first."
Linghu Chong felt surprised and jumped down.
He saw an oil lamp lit on the wall below, emitting a light yellow light.
The place he was in seemed to be an tunnel.
He followed Huang Zhonggong forward, and Hei Baizi and the other three jumped down one after another.
After walking about two feet, there was no way forward.
Huang Zhonggong took out a bunch of keys from his arms, inserted it into a keyhole, turned it a few times, and pushed it inward.
Only a rolling sound was heard, and a stone door slowly opened.
Linghu Chong felt more and more surprised, and felt a little more sympathy for Xiang Wentian, thinking: "They locked this woman underground, which is of course a forced imprisonment against her original wishes.
These four village owners seem to be benevolent and righteous heroes.
How can a gentleman do such despicable things?"
He followed Huang Zhonggong into the stone gate.
The tunnel sloped downwards.
After walking dozens of feet, he came to another door.
Huang Zhonggong took out the key again and opened the door.
This time it was an iron door.
The terrain continues to slope downward, probably more than a hundred feet deep into the ground.
The tunnel turned a few corners, and another door appeared in front of it.
Linghu Chong was angrily: "I also thought that the four owners of the village were good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they were noble people.
How could I have known that they would secretly set up a dungeon and lock a woman in such a dark place."
When he first went down to the tunnel, he said to The four of them had no intention of being on guard, but at this moment they couldn't help but become wary, secretly trembling: "They are following me I am invincible in the sword fight.
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Could it be that you brought me here and imprisoned me here in this tunnel?
There are so many traps and doors that I really can’t fly without wings."
However, although he was on guard, there was Huang Zhonggong in front of him and Hei Baizi behind him. , Bald Pen Weng, Dan Qingsheng, he doesn’t have a single weapon in his hand, but there is nothing he can do about it.
The third door is made up of four doors.
Behind an iron door, there is a wooden door nailed with cotton wool, followed by another iron door and another wooden door nailed with cotton.
Linghu Chong thought: "Why are there two panel doors nailed with cotton wool between the two iron doors?
I think the prisoner's internal strength is very powerful.
The cotton wool absorbs her palm strength to prevent her from breaking through the iron door.
"After that, I walked for more than ten feet, but there was no more door.
There was only an oil lamp far away in the tunnel.
In some places, the oil lamp had been extinguished, and it was completely dark.
I had to fumble for several feet before I saw the light again.
Linghu Chong felt that his breathing was not smooth, and the walls and soles of his feet were extremely wet.
He suddenly remembered: "Oh, that Plum Village is on the bank of the West Lake.
After walking so far, I am afraid that I have penetrated deep into the bottom of the West Lake.
This man is imprisoned.
At the bottom of the lake, there is no way to get out of trouble on your own.
Others have to try to rescue you, but they can't.
If you dig through the prison wall, the lake water will pour in.
"After walking a few feet further, the tunnel suddenly narrows, so you must walk forward with a bow.
Okay, bend down as low as possible.
After walking a few more feet, Huang Zhonggong stopped, flicked the fire, and lit the oil lamp on the wall.
Under the dim light, he saw another iron door in front of him.
There was a hole about a foot square in the iron door.
Huang Zhonggong said loudly to the square hole: "Mr.
Ren, the four brothers of Huang Zhonggong are here to visit you."
Linghu Chong was stunned and asked: "Mr.
Ren, could it be that the person imprisoned inside is not a woman?"
But no one inside agreed.
Huang Zhonggong said again: "Mr.
Ren, we are so sorry for our long absence.
Today I came here to tell you a big event."
A thick voice in the room cursed: "Fuck you, big things and small things.
If you have nothing to say, just talk nonsense.
If you don't, just let it go."
Fart, get away from me quickly” Linghu Chong was inexplicably surprised.
All his previous assumptions disappeared in an instant.
Not only did this accent sound like that of an old man, but his language was also vulgar, and he was like a slang person in the market.
Huang Zhonggong said: "Previously, we only thought about the high level of swordsmanship in today's world, and thought that Mr.
Ren was the best.
How could we know that it was a big mistake?
Today, a man came to Meizhuang.
Of course, our four brothers are not his opponents.
Mr.
Ren's Compared with his swordsmanship, it is as small as a giant."
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Hu Chong thought to himself: "It turns out he was provoking him with words, asking him to compete with me in sword competition."
The man laughed loudly and said, "You four bastards couldn't beat me, so you provoked him to compete with me.
You want me to take care of this powerful enemy for you four bastards, don't you think?
Haha, the fight was actually as planned Pan, it's a pity that I haven't used a sword for more than ten years, and I have completely forgotten my swordsmanship.
Fuck your grandma, you bastard, get out of here with your tail between your legs."
Linghu Chong was horrified: "This man is extremely witty.
The bald pen man said: "As soon as I heard Huang Zhonggong's words, I could predict things."
Brother, Mr.
Ren is definitely no match for this person.
That man said that no one in Meizhuang can beat him.
We don't need to say anything more to Mr.
Ren."
The man named Ren shouted.
What's the point of provoking me?
How can someone named Ren still do anything for you four little bastards?"
Bald Bi Weng Dao: "This man's swordsmanship comes from the true inheritance of Mr.
Feng Qingyang of the Huashan School.
Brother, I heard that Mr.
Ren traveled all over the world and was not afraid of heaven or earth.
He was only afraid of Mr.
Feng.
Mr.
Ren had a foreigner.
The word "feng" refers to Mr.
Feng Qingyang.
"That's true."
The man surnamed Ren yelled, "Fart, fart, it smells bad."
Dan Qingsheng said, "The third brother is wrong."
The bald pen man said, "What's wrong?"
Sheng said: "You said one word wrong.
Mr.
Ren's nickname is not "Flee in the Wind", but "Flee in the Wind".
Run away after hearing the wind.
Do you think, if Mr.
Ren saw Mr.
Feng, they were not far apart, would Mr.
Feng allow him to escape?
As soon as he heard Mr.
Feng's name, he immediately ran away. , "He is as anxious as a dog that has lost its home," Bald Pen Weng said: "He is as busy as a fish that has slipped through the net."
Danqing Sheng said: "This is how we can protect the leader until today."
The man surnamed Ren smiled instead of being angry and said: "The four stinky bastards were cornered and had no choice but to think of asking me to take action.
Fuck your grandma , If I fell into your trick, I would no longer be named Ren."
Huang Zhonggong sighed and said: "Brother Feng, when Mr.
Ren heard the word "Feng" from you, his soul was shattered and his heart was broken.
There is no need to compete with this sword.
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We admit that you are the best swordsman in the world."
Although Linghu Chong saw that the man was not a woman, and all his previous guesses were wrong, but seeing that he was trapped in a cage, and obviously had been there for a long time, he couldn't help but feel sympathy.
From everyone's tone, he inferred that this man was a senior with martial arts skills.
He must be extremely high.
After hearing what Huang Zhonggong said, he said: "The master of the village is not saying this."
By the way, when Senior Feng was discussing swordsmanship with the junior, he highly praised this old Mr.
Ren.
When it came to the swordsmanship of the world, he only admired Mr.
Ren.
If the junior has the opportunity to meet Mr.
Ren in the future, , you must kowtow to him sincerely and respectfully, and ask for his advice.”
As soon as these words came out, Huang Zhonggong and the other four people were all stunned.
The man surnamed Ren was very proud, he laughed and said: "My little friend, you are right, Feng Qingyang is not an ordinary person, and only he understands the subtlety of my swordsmanship."
Huang Zhonggong said: "Old Mr.
Fengfeng knows he is here," his voice trembled slightly, as if he was frightened.
Linghu Chong boasted nonsense: "Mr.
Feng only knew that Mr.
Ren lived in seclusion in a famous mountain resort.
When he was teaching the younger generation to practice swordsmanship, he often mentioned Mr.
Ren, saying that practicing these sword moves was just for fighting against Mr.
Ren.
The descendants of the enemy are facing each other.
If there is no old man in the world, Sir, there is no need to learn such complicated sword skills."
At this time, he was quite dissatisfied with the four owners of Meizhuang.
These words were quite sarcastic, thinking that Ren was a senior hero, but he was imprisoned.
In this dark and humid prison, he must have been plotted against.
The despicable means used by the four of them are obvious to everyone.
The man surnamed Ren said: "Yes, little friend, Feng Qingyang is indeed quite knowledgeable.
You defeated these guys in Meizhuang, right?"
Linghu Chong said: "Since the swordsmanship of this junior was passed down by Mr.
Feng himself, unless it is you, Mr.
Ren, or your successor, ordinary people will naturally not be your opponents."
These few words of his were openly contradicting Huang Zhonggong.
Wait until the four people can't get through.
The more he felt the dampness and depression of this underground prison, the angrier he became with the four village owners.
He felt that being here for just a moment was already so uncomfortable.
They imprisoned this martial arts master in this inhospitable place.
I don’t know how many years I have been locked up.
He was really cruel, excited and indignant.
He had no scruples about what he said.
At most, he thought, you would kill me on the spot, but why did Huang Zhonggong and others listen to it?
The boss was bored, but they did lose in a sword fight.
Then There is nothing to say.
Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"
Hei Baizi tugged at his sleeves, and Dan Qingsheng immediately stopped talking.
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The man said: "Very good, very good, little friend, you took out the bad breath in my chest for me.
How did you defeat them?"
Linghu Chong said: "The first one in Meizhuang who swordsmanshiped with me was a friend named Ding.
What is the one-word electric sword Ding Jian?
Humanity said: "This man's swordsmanship is flashy, but he has no real ability to bluff people with the light of his sword.
You don't have to hurt him at all.
You just need to place the sword edge there, and he will send his fingers, wrists, and arms to you."
When the sword comes up, cut it off yourself."
When the five people heard this, they were all shocked, and they all said "Ah" in unison.
The man asked: "What, am I right?"
Linghu Chong said: "You are absolutely right, senior seems to have seen it with his own eyes."
The man smiled and said: "Great, he cut off five fingers, and still one "With only one hand," Linghu Chong said, "Junior turned the sword to one side."
The man said, "No, if you are not polite to the enemy, you are kind-hearted, and you will suffer big losses in the future."
Linghu Chong said: " "Fourth Village Master."
The man said: "Well, Lao Si's swordsmanship is certainly better than that one-word sword, but it's not much better.
When he sees you defeat Ding Jian, he will definitely use his special skills.
Hum hum, then What's the sword technique called?
Yes, it's called the sword technique of splashing ink and covering with hemp.
It's called white rainbow piercing the sun, soaring dragons and rising phoenixes, and it's called willows in the spring breeze."
Dan Qingsheng was even more shocked when he heard that he described his favorite sword technique accurately. .
Linghu Chong said: "The swordsmanship of the fourth master is actually quite good, but there are too many flaws when attacking people."
The man chuckled and said: "The descendant of Lao Feng really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
You can tell him off with just one word."
The fatal weakness of this sword technique of splashing ink and hemp is revealed.
Among his sword techniques, there is one move that he considers to be the most powerful.
The hand is called the Jade Dragon Hanging upside down, and he can chop hard with the sword on the head.
If he does not use this move, if he uses the general to come out and hit the successor of Lao Feng, he only needs to slide the long sword up along the edge of his sword, and his five The fingers were all broken, and the blood on the hands was splashed like ink.
This is called blood-splashing sword technique, haha, haha."
Linghu Chong said: "Senior knows things like a god, and junior really defeated him in this move.
However, I have no enmity with him.
The four owners of the village once entertained him with fine wine and treated each other very well.
Are these five fingers?
, There’s no need to take it off, haha, haha.”
The painter’s face was already red and blue with anger.
He was really a “painter student”, but he had a pillowcase on his head, so no one could see him.
The man said: "The bald old man is good at using the judge's pen.
His handwriting is like that of a three-year-old child.
He prefers to be arty.
His martial arts actually claims to include the writing style of a famous calligrapher.
Hehe, children, you must know how to use the enemy's moves.
It was a matter of life and death, If you fight with all your strength, you may not be able to win.
There is no leisure time.
What is the importance of Zhong Wang's inscriptions?
Unless the opponent's martial arts is too different from yours, you can play with him.
But if the martial arts of both parties are similar, you can use the judge's pen to write.
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That’s sacrificing your life and hands to the enemy.”
Linghu Chong said: "Senior's words are very true.
The master of the three villages is really too trusting to take action against others."
Bald Pen Weng was extremely angry when he heard what the man said at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized what he said.
It makes perfect sense.
He integrated calligraphy into the moves of the Judge's Pen.
Although it was fun, the power of the pen was greatly reduced.
If Linghu Chong had not shown mercy, ten bald penmen would have been killed by him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but conclude.
Covered in cold sweat.
The man smiled and said: "It's easy to beat the bald old man.
His calligraphy skills are quite impressive, but he is too arrogant and insists on adding some calligraphy to his martial arts.
Hehe, when masters compete with each other, all they are fighting for is He risked his own life for fun, and it is a miracle in the martial arts world that he survived to this day.
Bald old man, you have been unable to move around in the world for more than ten years. no" The bald pen man snorted and did not answer.
He felt a chill in his heart.
He thought to himself: "What he said is absolutely correct.
If I had been wandering around in the world for more than ten years, how could I have survived to this day?"
The man said: "Second Brother Xuan iron chessboard The skill you have shown is real.
Every time you attack someone, each move is as fast as the other, and it is as powerful as the wind and rain.
It is really difficult for ordinary people to parry.
Children, how do you defeat him?
Let me tell you. ."
Linghu Chong said: "Juniors don't dare to take on such a bad word, but I attacked the second village owner as soon as I came up, and made him take the defensive with the first move."
The man said: "Very good.
What about the second move?"
Linghu Chong said: "The second move is still for juniors to attack, and the second village master is on the defensive again."
The man said: "Very good.
How about the third move?"
Linghu Chong said: "The third move is still for me to attack and he to defend."
Then Humanity said: "Amazing.
Black and white Nian was really powerful in the world.
At that time, he used a big iron tablet, and as long as someone could block his three strikes, Heibaizi would spare him.
Later, he changed to using a black iron chessboard, which gave him a huge advantage in weapons. , that would be even more amazing.
The kid actually forced him to defend three moves in a row.
How could he counterattack with the fourth move?
"Linghu Chong said: "The fourth move is still the junior's attack, and the second village master defends."
The man said: "Old.
The swordsmanship of the wind is really like Although it was not difficult for this clever man to defeat Hei Baizi, he actually forced him to take the defensive position in the fourth move.
Hehe, very good, very good.
He must have attacked with the fifth move."
Linghu Chong said: "The fifth move is offensive and defensive.
The situation has not changed."
The man surnamed Ren said "Oh" and was silent for a long time.
After a while, he said: "You struck a few swords in total, and then Hei Baizi struck back."
Linghu Chong said: "These and other moves are different.
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Can’t remember.”
Hei Baizi said: "Young Master Feng's swordsmanship is like a god.
From the beginning to the end, I was unable to counterattack a single move.
When he attacked more than forty moves, I realized that I was no match for him, so I gave up."
Until this moment, he had not been able to counterattack.
When he spoke to the man named Ren, his tone was very respectful.
The man yelled "Ah" and said: "How can this be so?
Although Feng Qingyang is an outstanding talent of the Huashan Sword Sect, the Huashan Sword Sect's swordsmanship has its limits.
I absolutely do not believe that there is anyone in the Huashan Sect who can He attacked Hei Baizi with more than forty moves, forcing him to be unable to return a single move.
"Mr.
Ren praised this junior for his outstanding swordsmanship," he said.
His height is far beyond the scope of the Huashan Sword Sect.
Looking around the world, only a master like Mr.
Ren, who has been rare in the martial arts for hundreds of years, can teach him a few moves."
Linghu Chong said in his heart: "Huang Zhonggong, Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qing Sheng spoke arrogantly, but Hei Baizi was extremely respectful, but they all had the same intention of irritating or complimenting me, and they all wanted Mr.
Ren to compete with me."
The man said: "Humph, you are so flattering and so stinky.
Huang Zhonggong's martial arts skills are only half as good as those of Black and White, but his internal strength is good.
My little friend, do you have better internal strength than him?"
Linghu Chong said: "Junior is injured.
At first, all the internal strength was lost, so the seven-stringed invisible sword of the master was completely ineffective against the younger generation."
The man laughed and said, "That's interesting, kid, I'd like to see your swordsmanship. " Linghu Chong said: " Senior, don't be fooled.
The four friends of Jiangnan just want to provoke you to compete with me, but they have other intentions."
The man said, "What's the plan?"
Linghu Chong said, "They made a bet with a friend of mine.
Some of them defeated the night My friend wants to give them a few things to show their swordsmanship.
"The man said, "Well, it must be a rare musical score, or some authentic calligraphy and painting from the previous generation."
Linghu Chong said: "Senior knows things like a god."
The man said: "I just want to see your swordsmanship, it's not a real fight.
Besides, I may not be able to defeat you."
Linghu Chong said: "Senior, if you want to defeat the junior, that is a sure thing, but you have to ask four The owner of the village promised something first.
"The man said: "What?
"Linghu Chong said: "Senior has defeated the sword in the hands of this junior and won them some rare treasures.
The four village owners must open the prison door and respectfully ask senior to leave this place."
Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng said in unison: "This is absolutely impossible."
Huang Zhonggong snorted.
The man smiled and said: "Kid, you are a little whimsical.
Did Feng Qingyang teach you this?"
Linghu Chong said: "Mr.
Feng never knew that the senior was imprisoned here, and the junior would never have expected it."
Hei Baizi suddenly said: "Young Master Feng Xia, what is the name of Mr.
Ren?
What is his nickname?
What is his nickname among his friends in the martial arts world?
Which sect he was originally the leader of?
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Because during this time, have you ever heard Mr.
Feng say it?"
Hei Baizi asked four questions out of the blue, but Linghu Chong couldn't answer any of them.
Previously, Linghu Chong attacked with more than forty moves, and Baizi was able to defend for more than forty moves.
Now the opponent fired four questions in a row, which was like attacking with four quick moves, but Linghu Chong couldn't defend a single move.
He muttered for a long time and said: "This is I haven't heard Mr.
Feng talk about it, so I really don't know."
Dan Qingsheng said: "Yes, I'm sorry you don't know.
If you knew the reason, you wouldn't ask us to let him out.
Gotta get away from here, The world of martial arts is turned upside down, and I don’t know how many people will lose their lives at his hands, and there will be no peace in the world from now on."
The man laughed and said, "It is the four friends of Jiangnan who are so courageous that they dare not let me escape from the prison. .
Besides, they are just four little jailers who have been ordered to guard here.
They have no right to let me and the children go.
What you said is raising their status too high."
Linghu Chong was silent and thought to himself: "I don't know the slightest bit about all the relationships involved.
If I say it seriously, it will be wrong and the truth will be exposed."
Huang Zhonggong said: "Brother Feng, when you see the darkness and dampness in this dungeon, you feel sympathy for Mr.
Ren, and are therefore very angry with our four brothers.
This is your chivalrous heart, and I will not blame you.
You But you know, if Mr.
Ren re-enters the world, your Huashan faction alone will not be able to Most of them will die.
Mr.
Ren, that's right."
The man smiled and said, "Yes, that's right.
The leader of the Huashan Sect is still Yue Buqun.
He was busy, and then he accidentally got plotted, otherwise his mask would have been ripped off long ago. " Linghu Chong was shocked.
Although his master expelled him from the Huashan Sect and spread the word to the world, treating him as a public enemy of upright martial arts people, his master and his mother's kindness in raising him since he was a child has always treated him like a son.
Friendship, but he will never forget it.
At this time, he heard that Ren He insulted his master so wantonly and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Shut up, my master."
The word "father" came to his lips, and he immediately held it back.
He remembered that Xiang Wentian brought him to Meizhuang to pretend that he was He is the master's uncle.
He is not clear about his good and evil, so he cannot reveal the truth to them.
The man surnamed Ren didn't know the true meaning of his angry shout, and continued to laugh: "Of course there are people in Huashan Sect that I respect.
Mr.
Feng is one, and you are another kid.
There is also a descendant of yours, who is called Huashan?
Jade Girl Ning Ning or something.
Ah, yes, this one is called Ning Zhongze.
The little girl is also generous and heroic, she is a good person, but she is married to Yue Buqun, a flower stuck in cow dung."
Linghu Chong couldn't help laughing when he heard that he called his wife "little girl", so he had to say nothing.
Answer, after all, he spoke highly of his wife and said she was a good person.
The man asked: "Kid, what's your name?"
Linghu Chong said: "The junior's surname is Feng, and his name is Erzhong."
The man said: "Anyone from Huashan School named Feng is good.
Come in and I will teach you Feng."
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"Lao's swordsmanship."
He originally called Feng Qingyang "Lao Feng", but later changed his name to "Feng Lao".
He thought it was Linghu Chong's words that made him quite happy, and he also expressed his affection for Feng Qingyang.
Be polite.
Linghu Chong's curiosity was already aroused.
He wanted to see what this man looked like and how good his martial arts were.
He said: "The junior's crude sword skills are barely enough to bluff people outside, but when in front of the senior, they are really not worth a smile." .
But Mr.
Ren is a great person among men.
Now that he is here, how can he not miss him?"
Dan Qingsheng came closer and whispered in his ear: "Brother Feng, this person's martial arts are very weird and his methods are extremely sinister.
You must be careful.
If anything goes wrong, come out immediately."
He spoke in a very loud voice.
Low, but the concern seems to be sincere.
Linghu Chong's heart moved: "The fourth owner of the village is very loyal to me.
I just said something sarcastic to him.
Not only did he not bear any grudge, he actually cared about my safety."
He couldn't help but feel ashamed secretly.
The man said loudly: "Come in, come in.
They are sneaking around and saying something to children.
The four ugly people in Jiangnan are not good people.
They have nothing nice to say other than telling you to be fooled.
You can't believe a word of it."
Linghu Chong was having a hard time deciding which side was the good guy and who should be helped.
Huang Zhonggong took out another key from his arms and turned it a few times in the keyhole of the iron door.
Linghu Chong only thought that he would push the iron door open after unlocking it.
Unexpectedly, he stepped aside and Hei Baizi stepped forward, took out a key from his arms, and turned it a few times in the other keyhole.
Then the bald pen man and the painter took out their keys respectively, inserted them into the keyholes and turned them.
Linghu Chong suddenly realized: "It turns out that this senior's identity is so important.
Each of the four village owners has a key.
They need to use four keys to unlock the iron door.
The four friends in Jiangnan are like brothers, and the four of them are like one person.
How can they return each other?
Can't you believe it?"
He thought again: "The senior who just said that the Four Friends of Jiangnan were only ordered to guard them, like jailers, and had no right to release them.
Maybe the four people holding the four keys were stipulated by the person who assigned them.
The sound of the key turning was extremely dull, and the iron door seemed to be full of rust.
It had not been opened for an unknown number of days.
"It's over."
After Dan Qingsheng turned the key, he pulled the iron door and shook it a few times.
He then pushed it inward and heard a rattling sound, and the iron door opened a few inches inward.
As soon as the iron door opened, Dan Qingsheng jumped back.
Huang Zhonggong and other three people jumped back ten feet at the same time.
Linghu Chong couldn't help but take a few steps back.
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The man laughed and said, "Children, they are afraid of me, but why should you be afraid?"
Linghu Chong said, "Yes."
He walked forward and reached out to push the iron door.
I felt that the rust in the door hinge was very thick.
It took a lot of effort to push the iron door open two feet, and a smell of mold hit my nose.
Dan Qingsheng stepped forward and handed him two wooden swords.
Linghu Chong held it in his left hand.
The bald penman said: "Brother, take an oil lamp in."
He took down an oil lamp from the wall.
Linghu Chong stretched out his right hand to take it and walked into the room.
I saw that the cell was only about ten feet square, with a couch against the wall.
Sitting on the couch was a man with a long beard hanging down to his chest and a beard covering his face.
His face could no longer be seen clearly.
His hair and eyebrows were all dark black.
No gray spots at all.
Linghu Chong bowed and said, "Junior is honored to meet Senior Ren today, and I hope you can give me more advice."
The man smiled and said, "You're welcome, you come to relieve my loneliness, thank you very much."
Linghu Chong said, "I don't dare.
This guy "Put the lamp on the couch."
The man said, "Okay," but did not reach out to take it.
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "How can we compete with swords in such a small cell?"
He immediately walked to the bed, put down the oil lamp, and gently stuffed the paper ball and hard object that Xiang Wentian had given him into the man's hand.
The man was slightly startled. , took the paper ball and said loudly: "Hey, you four guys, can you come in to watch the battle?"
Huang Zhonggong said: "The terrain is narrow and there is no room for it.
The man said: "Good boy, close the door."
"Linghu Chong said, "Yes."
He turned around and pushed the iron door shut.
The man stood up and made a slight squeaking sound, as if the tiny iron chains were clanging on their own.
He stretched out his right hand, He took a wooden sword from Linghu Chong and sighed: "I haven't used a sword for more than ten years.
I wonder if I still remember the swordsmanship I learned back then. " Linghu Chong saw that there was an iron ring on his wrist, and the iron chain connected to the ring was connected to the wall behind him.
Then he looked at his other hand and feet, which were also connected to the wall behind him.
At a glance, he saw The green walls shone brightly.
It turned out that the surrounding walls were made of steel.
I thought that the chains and shackles on his hands and feet must also be made of pure steel, otherwise the chains would not be thick and would be difficult to tie up such a martial arts master like him. people.
The man made a false slash with his wooden sword in the air.
The sword only moved two feet from top to bottom, but there was a loud buzzing sound in the small room.
Linghu Chong praised: "Old senior, you have such profound skills."
The man turned around, and Linghu Chong vaguely saw that he had opened the ball of paper, saw the hard object wrapped in it, and was reading the handwriting on the paper.
Linghu Chong took a step back and blocked the square hole in the iron door with his head, so that the four people outside could not see the man's condition.
The man rattled the chain and made a sound, his body trembling slightly, as if he was very excited after reading the words on the paper, but after a moment, he turned around, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "Children, Although I have difficulty moving my hands, I may not be able to defeat you."
Linghu Chong said, "Wan You are a junior, so you are no match for your senior."
The man said, "You attacked Hei Baizi for more than forty times, forcing him to fight back.
Now, try it on me."
Linghu Chong said, "Young man is so reckless."
He thrust his sword towards the man, which was the first move he used when attacking Black and White.
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The man praised: "Very good."
The wooden sword stabbed Linghu Chong's left chest diagonally, defending while attacking, attacking while defending.
It was a powerful swordsmanship that could both attack and defend.
Hei Heizi looked inside the square hole.
When he saw it, he couldn't help shouting: "Good swordsmanship."
The man smiled and said: "You four guys are lucky today.
It will open your eyes."
At this time, Linghu Chong's second sword had already struck.
The man swung his wooden sword and pointed it at Linghu Chong's right shoulder.
It was still a wonderful move of defending while attacking, and attacking while defending.
Linghu Chong was startled, and realized that there was no flaw in the sword.
It was difficult to penetrate directly with the sword and control his vital points, so he had to seal the sword horizontally, with the tip of the sword pointed at an angle, with the intention of stabbing the opponent's lower abdomen, which was also a defense and an attack.
The man smiled and said: "This is a wonderful move."
He immediately returned to the sword and swept away.
The two of you came with one sword, and I went with one sword.
They made more than twenty moves in an instant, and the two wooden swords never touched.
Linghu Chong saw the changes in the opponent's sword technique were extremely complicated.
Ever since he learned the "Dugu Nine Swords", he had never encountered such a powerful enemy.
The opponent's sword technique was not without flaws, but his moves were unpredictable and unable to attack the flaws.
He followed Feng Qingyang's teachings on "Victory with no moves but with all moves" and made any changes at will.
Although the "Breaking Sword Style" in the "Dugu Nine Swords" is only one style, it incorporates all the essentials of swordsmanship from all schools in the world.
Although it is said to have "no moves", it is based on the moves of swordsmanship from all over the world.
The man saw that Linghu Chong's sword moves were endless, and each change was unprecedented.
He relied on his rich experience and profound martial arts to resolve them one by one.
However, after more than forty moves, the sword felt a little sluggish.
He slowly transferred his inner energy to the wooden sword, and when he struck out the sword, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
But no matter how deep the opponent's internal strength is, they will all fail under the subtle swordsmanship of the "Dugu Nine Swords".
It's just that the man's internal strength and swordsmanship were blended into one, and they were inseparable.
The man had forced Linghu Chong into desperate situations several times.
He had no other choice but to abandon his sword and admit defeat.
However, Linghu Chong always used strange tricks to not only get out of the seemingly hopeless predicament, but also to take advantage of the opportunity to counterattack.
His tricks were so wonderful. , it is incredible.
Huang Zhonggong and other four people crowded outside the iron gate and looked in through the square hole.
The square hole was too small, allowing only two people to look at it at the same time, and those two people had to use one's left eye and the other's right eye.
The two looked at it for a while, then gave way to the other two.
At first, the four of them were amazed when they saw the man and Linghu Chong fighting with their swordsmanship.
However, after seeing the two men's swordsmanship, they could no longer appreciate the beauty of their swordsmanship.
Sometimes after Huang Zhonggong saw a move, he thought hard about the essence of it.
After thinking for a long time, he finally understood it.
But at that time, the two of them had already made more than ten other moves.
He completely turned a blind eye to how to use these more than ten moves.
In addition to being astonished, he thought: "It turns out that Brother Feng's swordsmanship is so good.
Just now he competed with me in swordsmanship, and only Even if he has enough internal strength, how can he be defeated by my invisible sword?
He only needs three consecutive steps to defeat him.
If it's a real fight between my life and my life, he can blind my eyes with his jade flute."
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Huang Zhonggong did not know that he overestimated Linghu Chong's swordsmanship.
The "Dugu Nine Swords" means that the stronger the enemy, the stronger.
If the enemy's martial arts is not high, the essence of the "Dugu Nine Swords" will not be used.
At this time, Linghu Chong met an earth-shattering figure in today's martial arts world.
His martial arts had reached a level unimaginable to ordinary people.
Once inspired by him, the various mysteries and subtleties of the "Dugu Nine Swords" were revealed.
To the fullest.
If Dugu Qiubai is resurrected, or if Feng Qingyang comes in person, he will be overjoyed to meet such an opponent.
The "Dugu Nine Swords", in addition to being proficient in sword techniques, also rely heavily on the swordsman's spiritual understanding.
Once it reaches the realm of free and unregulated swordsmanship, the swordsman's intelligence will increase, and the swordsmanship will increase.
The higher it gets, every sword fight is like a great poet coming to inspiration and composing a good poem.
After more than forty moves, Linghu Chong became more and more skillful in his moves.
Feng Qingyang had never pointed out many of his wonderful skills.
When he encountered the opponent's exquisite swordsmanship, the "Dugu Nine Swords" naturally emerged.
Use corresponding moves to resist.
The fear in his heart was gone, it could be said that he was completely devoted to the swordsmanship, and there was no room for fear or joy.
The man changed eight superior sword techniques one after another, some were fierce attacks, some were continuous moves, some were small and quick, and some were powerful and steady.
But no matter how he changed his moves, Linghu Chong was always able to handle every sword technique with ease, as if he had mastered each of the eight sword techniques since he was a child.
The man raised his sword horizontally and shouted: "Kid, who taught you this swordsmanship?
I'm sorry Lao Feng doesn't have such a skill."
Linghu Chong was slightly startled and said, "If this swordsmanship was not taught by Mr.
Feng, how could an expert teach it to me?"
The man said, "That's right.
Follow my swordsmanship again."
There was a long roar. , the wooden sword struck out suddenly.
Linghu Chong thrust out his sword at an angle, forcing him to retract his sword and block it.
The man kept shouting and shouting, as if he was going crazy.
The more urgent the shout is, the faster the sword will be drawn.
Linghu Chong felt that there was nothing special about his swordsmanship, but every shout made his ears buzz and he was upset, so he had to force himself to calm down and break it down to attack.
Suddenly, the man let out an earth-shattering roar.
There was a buzzing in Linghu Chong's ears, and his eardrums seemed to have been shattered by him.
He felt dizzy in his head, and he suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground
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