Comprehensive Martial Arts: Get the Nine Suns Divine Art at the beginning

Chapter 58

The bald penman was still thinking about Zhang Xu's "Said Yi Post", so he smiled and said to Xiang Wentian: "Brother Tong, please show me that post again."

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, and said: "Just wait until the big villa master wins me, brother Feng, and this post will belong to the third villa master. Even if it takes three days and three nights, it's up to you."

The bald penman nodded and said: "At that time, I will definitely watch it for seven days and seven nights!"

Xiang Wentian was amused by his straightforward appearance, and said: "Okay, let's watch it for seven days and seven nights."

The bald penman felt itchy, looked sideways at Hei Hei Zi, and said, "Second Brother, I'll ask Big Brother to help, okay?"

Hei Hei Zi pondered for a while, then slowly said: "The two of you are here to accompany the guests, I will go and tell the elder brother."

After finishing speaking, Hei Heizi pleaded guilty to Gao Huan and the other three, then turned and walked towards the back house.

Seeing this, Dan Qingsheng hurriedly greeted Gao Huan and said, "Brother Feng, let's drink. Alas, this jar of wine was really ruined by the third brother a lot."

When the bald penman heard the words, his face immediately darkened, and he said angrily: "What ruined a lot? You drank this wine into your belly and then urinate it out. How can it be compared to the book I left on the wall, which is immortal? The wine is passed on in books. After thousands of years, someone saw my calligraphy and knew that there was a jar of TLF red wine like yours in the world."

Dan Qingsheng raised his wine glass, turned to the wall, and said in a strange way: "Wall, wall, you are lucky to be able to taste the fine wine brewed by the fourth grandpa, even without my third brother writing on your face, you...you... You are also immortal."

Gao Huan didn't want to join the conversation between the two, so he toasted Xiang Wentian and Yu Qing with a smile.

After a long time.

Hei Hei Zi went back and forth, and said to Gao Huan: "Brother Feng, my elder brother has an invitation, please move and follow me."

Saying that, he smiled and said to Xiang Wentian: "How about having a few more drinks here, brother Tong?"

Xiang Wentian was startled, hesitantly said: "This..."

Seeing that Black and White Zi didn't intend to invite him at all, he couldn't be cheeky and forcefully follow him, right?

Xiang Wentian let out a soft sigh, and said: "It's a lifelong regret that I don't have the chance to meet the master of the villa."

Hei Hei Zi was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, he smiled slightly and said: "Brother Tong, please don't be offended. My elder brother has lived in seclusion for a long time and never sees outsiders. He just heard that Brother Feng is superb in martial arts and admired him, so he invited a See, I dare not show any disrespect to Brother Tong."

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly and said, "How dare, how dare."

Gao Huan handed the long sword to Shi Lingwei, walked out of the chess room with the black and white pieces, walked through a corridor, and came to the gate of the Moon Cave. The word "Qin Xin" was written on the forehead of the gate of the Moon Cave. , obviously from the handwriting of Bald Pen Weng.

After passing through the Moon Cave Gate, there is a quiet flower path with slender bamboos on both sides, and moss growing on the cobblestones of the flower path, which seems to be seldom visited by people.

The flower path leads to three stone houses.There are seven or eight pines in front of and behind the house, tall and straight, covering the gloomy surroundings.

Hei Hei Zi gently pushed open the door and said in a low voice, "Please come in."

As soon as Gao Huanfu entered the room, he smelled sandalwood.

Hei Hei Zi said softly, "Brother, Young Xia Feng is here."

Hei Hei Zi's voice fell behind, and an old man walked out of the inner room. He looked at Gao Huan silently, then cupped his hands with a smile, and said, "Young Xia Feng is coming to our village. We have not overcome the distance to welcome you. Forgive me." , forgive me."

Gao Huan saw that the old man was about sixty years old, he was skinny, his face was sunken in muscles, straight like a skeleton, but his eyes were piercing, so he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, saying: "Your junior, please take the liberty to come. Senior forgive me."

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Hei Hei Zi took the initiative to introduce the old man's identity to Gao Huan, saying: "My elder brother's Taoist name is Huang Zhonggong, and Young Xia Feng must have already heard about it."

Gao Huan nodded, and said: "I have admired the names of the four villa owners for a long time, and it is really my honor to meet Qingyan today."

Huang Zhonggong smiled slightly and said: "I heard that Feng Shaoxia is the successor of Mr. Feng, the predecessor of the Huashan School, and his swordsmanship is like a god. The old man has always admired Mr. Feng's character and martial arts. There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Mr. Feng has passed away, and the old man is very sorry. It is a great wish in his life to see Mr. Feng's direct descendant today. I don't know if Young Xia Feng is Mr. Feng's nephew? "

Gao Huan shook his head, and said, "I'm the younger generation of his old man. The junior's qualifications are stupid, and his education is getting less and less. His old man's swordsmanship, the younger generation can't learn a tenth or two."

Huang Zhonggong couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the words, and sighed: "If you really only learned one or two tenths of his old man's sword skills, but my three brothers were all defeated by your sword, Mr. Feng's attainments are truly amazing. Unfathomable."

Gao Huan heard the words, and quickly said modestly: "The three villa owners just played a few tricks with the younger generation at will, and they stopped before the winner was determined."

Huang Zhonggong nodded, with a smile on his skinny face, he said, "It's very rare for young people to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. Please come to the piano hall for tea."

Gao Huan nodded, and sat down with Hei Hei Zi into the piano hall, while a boy served green tea.

Huang Zhonggong said: "I heard that Feng Shaoxia has the ancient score of "Guangling San"? The old man has a good rhythm. Thinking of Ji Zhongsan playing the piano when he was about to be sentenced, he said: "Guangling San will never be done again!" Every time I sigh. If this song It can really reappear in the world, and when you are old and dying, you can play according to the score, and you will have no regrets in your life."

Speaking of this, he saw a smear of blood appearing on his pale face, which seemed quite eager.

Hearing this, Gao Huan reached into his bosom and took out the Guangling powder copied from Linghu Chong's hand, using it as bait to lure Huang Zhonggong to compete with him.

Gao Huan, who is strong in martial arts and humble and courteous, left a deep impression on Huang Zhonggong. After reading Guangling San over and over again, he reluctantly closed the score, turned around and read the score on the wall. Picking off the jade flute, he handed it to Gao Huan, saying: "You use the flute as a sword, and I use the Yaoqin as a weapon."

As Huang Zhonggong said, he picked up a Yaoqin from the small table beside the bed, smiled slightly, and said: "Although I dare not say that these two musical instruments are priceless, they are also rare items. They must not be smashed with them? Everyone is pretending It's just a show."

Gao Huan saw that the whole body of the jade flute was emerald green, which turned out to be the best emerald jade. There were a few vermilion spots near the mouthpiece, which was as red as blood, which reflected the jade flute's verdant greenness.

The Yaoqin in Huang Zhonggong's hands is dark and old, it must be hundreds of years or even more than a thousand years old, if these two instruments touch lightly, they will be shattered at the same time, and they cannot be used for real fighting.

Gao Huan was not a shy person, he bowed to Huang Zhonggong, and said, "Please give advice to the big manor."

Huang Zhonggong smiled slightly, and said: "Mr. Feng is a generation of swordsmen. I have always admired him very much. The sword passed down by him is definitely not trivial. Young Xia Feng please!"

Gao Huan waved his flute lightly, and the wind passed through the hole of the flute, making a few soft sounds.

Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings with his right hand a few times, and at the sound of the piano, the tail of the piano was pushed towards Gao Huan's right shoulder.

Gao Huan listened to the sound of the zither, his heart trembled slightly, and Yu Xiao slowly moved behind Huang Zhonggong's elbow.

If Yaoqin continued to hit her shoulder, the acupoint behind his elbow would definitely be hit first.

Huang Zhonggong turned the Yaoqin upside down and threw it at Gao Huan's waist. When the body of the piano was handed out, it plucked the strings and made a sound again.

As the battle intensified, the music in the piano hall became more and more urgent, Hei Heizi's face changed slightly, he turned around and exited the piano hall, and closed the door behind him.He knew that Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings on the qin, not expressing leisure, but pouring high-quality internal energy into the sound of the qin to disturb the mind of the enemy, the opponent's internal force and the sound of the qin resonate for a lifetime, and they are unknowingly controlled by the sound of the qin.

The sound of the piano is soothing, and the opponent's moves are also soothing; the sound of the piano is fast, and the opponent's moves are also rushing.But Huang Zhonggong's tricks on the piano are exactly the opposite of the sound of the piano.His moves are fast and the sound of the piano is more leisurely, and the opponent is bound to be unable to block it.

Hei Hei Zi knew very well that Huang Zhonggong's kung fu is not trivial, he was afraid that his internal strength would be damaged, so he voluntarily withdrew from the piano hall. Although he was separated by a board door, he could still faintly hear the sound of the piano, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes silent, sometimes loud After a while, the sound of the qin became more and more urgent. Hei Heizi felt restless and breathless, so he had to take another step back until he exited the stone house and closed the door again. It is almost inaudible, but occasionally the piano sound is high-pitched, and it still makes his heart beat faster.

He stood there for a long time, but he could hear the sound of the zither all the time. Hei Beizi couldn't help showing a surprised expression, and said: "Brother Feng's swordsmanship is of course very high, but his internal strength is also so good. Why is it that my elder brother Qi Xian Can the invisible sword survive a long attack?"

While meditating, Bald Biweng and Dan Qingsheng came side by side.Dan Qingsheng asked in a low voice, "How?"

Hei Hei Zi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "It's been a long time fighting, Brother Feng is still supporting himself. I'm worried that Big Brother will hurt his life."

Dan Qingsheng's heart tightened, and he said, "I'm going to ask my elder brother for mercy, so I can't hurt this good friend."

Hei Hei Zi heard this, he quickly reached out to stop him, and said: "You can't go in."

At this moment, the sound of the qin was clanging loudly. Once the sound of the qin sounded, the three of them took a step back. When the sound of the qin sounded five times in a row, the three of them involuntarily took five steps back.

The bald penman's face was snow-white, he let out a long breath, calmed down, and said: "Brother, this 'Liu Ding Kai Shan' invisible swordsmanship is really powerful. The six-tone slams continuously, how can the surname Feng withstand it?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard another loud bang, followed by several slaps, as if several strings were broken.

Hei Hei Zi and others were all taken aback, pushed open the door and rushed in, only to see Huang Zhonggong stood still, the seven strings of the Yaoqin in his hand were all broken, hanging down by the side of the piano.

Gao Huan held a jade flute, stood aside, bowed and said, "Offend!"

Obviously, Huang Zhonggong lost this contest again.

Hei Hei Zi and the others were all shocked.

The three of them knew very well that this eldest brother had strong inner strength and was indeed a great figure in the martial arts world, but unexpectedly he was still in the hands of this young man from the Huashan School. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe.

Huang Zhonggong let out a soft sigh, and said with a wry smile: "Shaoxia Feng's internal strength is so great, it is really admirable. The old 'seven-string invisible sword' was originally thought to be a unique skill in the martial arts. Feng Shaoxia's hands are like child's play. Our four brothers live in seclusion in Meizhuang, and have not set foot in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. Hehe, we have turned into a frog in a well."

The words are quite desolate.

Hearing this, Gao Huan quickly bowed to salute the other party, and said modestly: "The junior tried his best to support it, and I owe it to the senior to be merciful."

Huang Zhonggong sighed again, shook his head, and sat down with a dejected expression.

(End of this chapter)