The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 304 The Atmosphere Becomes Weird

Mu Yingxiong's words are more encouraging.

Aotian still has talent, but whether he can reach the height that Mu Yingxiong said actually depends on himself.

For people like Mu Yingxiong, others see things that have only a [-]% chance of being accomplished, but if they are here, they can only see this [-]% success.

It's not that they are arrogant, but they will do their best to avoid 90.00% failure until they achieve this one percent success.

Aotian is different, his character is doomed that he is far from reaching the level that a real boss like Mu Yingxiong can understand.

Even Xiongba is often a little unconfident, and needs to ask God for divination to strengthen his self-confidence.

Perhaps without the "fortune-telling comment" from the mud bodhisattva, the world would be able to become the largest gang in the world, and it would not be so easy to dominate the world now.

Mu Yingxiong looked at the three people at the foot of the mountain, although Zhang Xiu and Xiongba's demeanor was no longer unknown, but at this moment, he could no longer accommodate the second person in his eyes.

Still wearing the familiar attire, the other party is obviously the same age as him, but he doesn't look old at all, just with a beard on his upper lip, he looks much more mature than when he was young.

"illustrious name."

Mu Yingxiong is still used to addressing his brother like this.

"Brother." Wuming also respected his elder brother very much, and when he saw Mu Yingxiong, he went up to him and gave him a bear hug.

Two kendo "supreme" who are over half a hundred years old are hugging each other tightly at this moment, Mu Yingxiong formed a fist with one hand, and hammered Wuming's back twice, making a dull "dongdong" sound.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Unknown, he coughed a few times.

Mu Yingxiong smiled and let go of Wuming, patted him on the shoulder twice, and said, "What a martial arts myth!"

"Elder brother, don't make fun of younger brother." Wuming was completely a younger brother in front of Mu Yingxiong, and he didn't even have the slightest image of a gangster.

Mu Yingxiong smiled and said nothing, just kept looking around Wuming, as if he was looking for something.

Seeing this, Wuming felt a little uncomfortable, and asked curiously, "What are you looking for, brother?"

"Where's your erhu?" Mu Yingxiong asked suspiciously, "I remember that your erhu is always inseparable?"

nameless:.
"I came to Dongying for business this time. I left the erhu at home and didn't bring it with me." Wuming explained to Mu Yingxiong in desperation. He really didn't expect that what his brother cared most about after seeing him was actually own erhu.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Mu Yingxiong immediately looked disappointed.

Mu Yingxiong's appearance made Wuming even more confused. He just didn't wear an erhu, so what's the pity?

"Brother, why did you say that?"

"Tsk tsk tsk." Mu Yingxiong shook his head while making a "tsk" sound: "Brother, I know you are good at playing the erhu. When you lived in seclusion these years, you also learned some small things, and you want to meet for dinner. , to compete with you one or two times. It seems that there is no such opportunity."

"Oh?" Wuming's eyes lit up, and he was filled with anticipation.

Not to mention Wuming, even Zhang Xiu beside him couldn't help but stare at him. Xiong Ba kept looking at Mu Yingxiong, as if he wanted to see what musical instrument he had learned, and he wanted to compete with the Wuming erhu.

The nameless erhu is unique in the entire arena.

There are a small number of rivers and lakes people who use joy to enter martial arts, but Wuming is different. He is just the opposite of these rivers and lakes people, and he also uses swords to enter music.

His erhu was self-taught during the period when he lost all his martial arts and was wandering in the rivers and lakes. There is no doubt that his Heavenly Sword intent was brewing in the erhu.

Under everyone's attention, Mu Yingxiong stretched his hand to his back. His movement was not fast, obviously responding to everyone's expectations.

what is it? !

Everyone's eyes moved slowly following Mu Yingxiong's hand.

Finally, are you going to reveal the true face of Mount Lu? !

This is suona!

Everyone looked at the thing in Mu Yingxiong's hands, and seemed a little unacceptable. As a generation of absolute swords, if you take out a flute or bamboo flute, we can all accept it.

But you took out a suona. This really doesn't match your temperament.

Wuming was thinking at this moment, brother, didn't Xiaoyu beat you when you practiced playing the suona at home?
Mu Yingxiong has his own understanding of this. The reason why he chose suona is because after thinking about it, he found that there are very few musical instruments that can surpass the erhu in terms of timbre, especially this one who plays the erhu is still unknown. I want to be here In terms of being better than Wuming, you need an instrument that can surpass Wuming in terms of the instrument itself. For this reason, he has found big drums, big gongs, big cymbals, big cymbals, etc., but they all feel almost meaningless, mainly because of their The music is not strong, only the rhythm, no tune. Even if it is better than Wuming, Wuming may not be convinced.

In this way, Suona appeared in Mu Yingxiong's sight.

"Brother, your preferences are really unique and out of the ordinary." Wuming can only bow his hands in admiration, which shows that his elder brother has actually worked hard all these years to "beat" him.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Wuming also said a few pity: "My little brother's erhu is not by my side, otherwise I must play a song with my brother."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way!" Zhang Xiu jumped out at this moment, and said: "In the cabin of Pindao, there happened to be some idle musical instruments, and there happened to be an erhu, everyone, wait a moment, Pindao will come as soon as he goes. "

This is a world famous painting, don't miss it!
Zhang Xiu didn't wait for them to respond, and immediately performed the lightness kung fu, and fled away.

Seeing Zhang Xiu who suddenly became agitated, Mu Yingxiong was also slightly taken aback, and said, "He is..."

"Brother doesn't know, this sword fairy is actually a joy-loving person. He can play the piano well, and even knows a sound wave skill that uses the sound of the piano as a weapon. It's just that he didn't expect that he would come to Dongying this time. And with those instruments."

Wuming looked at Xiongba while talking.

"I don't know about this matter. I never ask about Brother Zhang's affairs." Zhang Xiu knows how to play the piano, and he knows about it. The main thing is that Zhang Xiu does have some good songs.

Xiong Ba has some attainments in this aspect, although he is not as good as Wuming and Zhang Xiu, but their state has always been that one method can master all methods.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wuming introduced Xiongba to Mu Yingxiong. After the two parties got to know each other formally, they began to chat.

Because of Zhang Xiu's absence, Aotian on the side can also be ignored by Xiongba, pretending not to see.

Wuming and Mu Yingxiong reunited after a long absence, and they couldn't finish talking.

The two were reminiscing about the old days, Xiong Ba was listening, and Ao Tian, ​​who obviously no one cared, was also fascinated by listening at this moment.

When the two chatted almost, Wuming finally asked: "Why did you come to Dongpu, brother? Could it be that he came here specially to find me?"

"Yeah." Mu Yingxiong stroked his beard and nodded, "I came here specially to find you, but I also heard that recently there has been a rising star in the Jianghu, called a sword fairy, and I will learn swordsmanship with him by the way."

When Wu Ming heard this, he basically understood that his elder brother heard that there was a rare swordsman in the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help itching his hands, so he made a special trip to find him to learn swordsmanship, so he came to see himself.

As for why he made such an inference, if Zhang Xiu hadn't happened to be on the side when he received the "war letter", he didn't even know that he had come to Dongying.

"Look, I also specially brought a suona." Mu Yingxiong seemed to be afraid that Wuming would not believe it, so he raised the suona and shook it in front of Wuming's eyes.

"Brother Zhang's swordsmanship is very powerful." Wuming looked at Aotian, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and said in a deep voice, "Aotian didn't learn the essence of a sword fairy at all."

"Really?" Mu Yingxiong seemed to be worried about himself when he heard Wuming, for fear that he would underestimate him, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "I have tried his sword skills, and there are still some skills, some of which are magical strokes, It opened my eyes too.”

Seeing that Mu Yingxiong didn't underestimate Zhang Xiu because he easily defeated Aotian, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, but before he breathed out, he suddenly seemed to be stuck halfway. However, if Mu Yingxiong takes this discussion too seriously, then Zhang Xiu may be in danger.

Wuming, who was thinking about countermeasures, slowly got up and looked into the distance.

Under such circumstances, time always passes very quickly, and people often do not notice the passage of time.

In a blink of an eye, the sky darkened and the sun was setting. Zhang Xiu was reflecting the setting sun, coming from the sky and slowly appearing in front of everyone.

Zhang Xiu's speed is still very fast, but he was alone when he went, and it was completely different when he came back. He was holding a big drum in his hand, and a horizontal board was placed on the drum, and the board was covered with various musical instrument.

Among them are Erhu, Guzheng, Pipa, Guqin, flute, Changxiao and other musical instruments.

Good guy, are you sure you're here to march and fight, not to visit the mountains and rivers?
This is not something that can basically be thought of with a few musical instruments, and there are all of them here.

Zhang Xiu's qinggong originated from Wudang's Ti Yunzong, and he observed Fengshen's legs in this world, and took the essence from it and turned it into his own use. Under the premise of practicality, it also looks very chic and elegant. The title of Sword Immortal.

With this light handedness alone, Mu Yingxiong knew that Daoist Zhang in front of him was not to be underestimated in strength. Even if he faced the opponent himself, he might not dare to say that he could win easily. It may not even be possible for him to beat the opponent.

Before coming, Mu Yingxiong was full of confidence, thinking that Zhang Xiu was just a junior in the rivers and lakes, but only occasionally learned some exquisite sword moves, and was praised by the rivers and lakes as a sword fairy.
As for the matter of defeating the Juggernaut, Mu Yingxiong didn't feel that there was any gold in it, because the Juggernaut had already run out of gas, and only had one move, but that was the power of this move, and he hit Xiongba's in the first half. On the body, Zhang Xiu was regarded as an enemy in the second half. Although Zhang Xiu used the same method of controlling the sword with the soul, Mu Yingxiong, who had not seen all this with his own eyes, was still skeptical about this result. If the Juggernaut was defeated by Wuming, he would naturally not say a word. Of course, Wuming had already defeated the Juggernaut once when he was at his peak.

"Brother Wuming, Erhu."

Zhang Xiu put down the big drum, took an erhu from the horizontal board and threw it to Wuming, picked up a guqin from above, held it in his arms, then looked at Xiongba at the side, and asked: "The leader also chooses One piece? It's a rare opportunity."

Xiongba looked at the dazzling array of musical instruments, and was a little bit moved. In fact, he can play the xiao, but when the xiao is facing the erhu, especially the suona, the competition is still too small, and he himself can only say that he can play the flute. , far from being proficient, if there is a problem between playing with these people, it is not just a simple matter of Lu Qi.

His domineering face will be completely thrown away.

Thinking of this, Xiongba lifted down the horizontal board on the drum, together with the musical instrument, then took two drumsticks, and said: "The old man will come and beat the drum."

In a short while, the four of them have found their own positions and are ready to play at any time.

Aotian is a little confused at this time, is this the world of the bosses?

Is it really so capricious?

Aren't you here to learn the way of swordsman?
What is this for?

Wuming is still debugging this erhu, but Zhang Xiu glanced at Aotian at the side, and thought for a while: "It's not appropriate for you to watch here with empty hands."

Certainly not suitable!

What am I, how dare you bother your four masters to play for me alone?

The fearful Aotian, in front of these four people, does not have the slightest arrogance. He is now very clear about his self-positioning, he is just a little brother who is slaughtered by others.

"Why don't the disciples take a gong to cheer for the master and seniors?"

Hearing this, Mu Yingxiong frowned and said, "Can you beat the gong?"

Aotian was shocked.

"This, that, will it?"

In Mu Yingxiong's view, music is art, and art, like swordsmanship, is very rigorous while being romantic.

If you let a layman manipulate it.
But at this moment, under Zhang Xiu's instruction, Aotian has copied the gong in his hand.

I also heard Zhang Xiu instructing from the side: "Thinking about the rhythm of Songfeng swordsmanship, treat this gong as an enemy, and the hammer in your hand is a sword, first look at it twice."

"Ding ding dong, dong dong dong, ding ding dong dong dong~"

Under the guidance of Zhang Xiu, Aotian played a piece of Songfeng gong style. The rhythm is tight but the gong sound is clear, which is impressive.

It was originally a kendo competition arena, but at this moment, the crooked building has become a concert venue.

Of course, Wen Long didn't know what happened there, because his decision to stay with the village chief got him into trouble.

Zhang Wu, although Emperor Wenlong had already seen that this person was definitely not simple, he never expected that this person was actually the master hidden in Dongpu that Wuming and others were looking for.

"There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here." At this moment, Zhang Wu seemed to have completely changed himself in the moonlight. When he looked at Emperor Wenlong, he was murderous.
(End of this chapter)