The valley was as silent as death except for the sound of the wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The mysterious man looked at Bi Ling, Yu Xiaowei and Jin Hu in turn.

Bi Ling silently lowered her head, not daring to look into the man's eyes.

Although Yu Xiaowei stared at the man with wide eyes and clenched his fists, he didn't dare to say a word.

In the end, it was Jin Hu who slowly arched his hands and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" ”

The man's gaze was locked on Jin Hu, and he showed anger in his indifference. Again, in a deep voice, he asked, "Did you do it?" ”

Jin Hu was stunned. He has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, even the Eagle Sect Leader has to give him some face, and no one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him. Now that Bi Ling's fortune is in front of him, why should he waste time for this unknown person? So he did not answer, and he did not speak again. The valley fell silent again.

Suddenly, the golden tiger stretched out his right hand and rushed straight at Bi Ling like a thunderbolt. At this time, the long flute in the mysterious man's hand was hitting Jin Hu's wrist. The Golden Tiger lost his strength in an instant. He quickly turned back, turned and threw another dart from his sleeve. The man flicked the dart back with his flute. Jin Hu took the dart with two fingers, and then became furious and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why do you want to spoil my good deeds? ”

The man's voice finally stopped being low, but became fierce: "Because you deserve to die!" ”

"What? Damn it? You say me? Jin Hu couldn't help laughing, he had always been the only one who had killed people, no one had ever killed him, and now, someone said to him, "Damn it." After laughing for a while, he let out a loud shout and used all his strength, wanting to kill this man first, and then kill Biling and Yu Xiaowei.

However, just when the Golden Tiger was murderous, the sound of a flute sounded in the valley again. The sound of this flute is melodious, melodious, and desolate, as if it can arouse the pain in people's hearts. Jin Hu's murderous aura was annihilated by the sound of the flute, and his fighting spirit was also wiped out by the sound of the flute. Feeling that his legs could no longer support him, he fell to his knees and slammed his hands on his chest. He saw countless phantoms floating in from all directions, surrounding him, eating away at his body. The eyes of each phantom were dark, piercing through his heart. Surprise, hesitation, fear, and chagrin filled his brain. He finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed completely, letting out a heart-rending scream.

Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei also listened to the sound of the flute, but they were not as painful as the Golden Tiger at all, just like listening to a beautiful tune. On the contrary, they couldn't believe that the almost insane person in front of them was the golden tiger that had just made them fearful. Is the golden tiger getting too fast, or is the sound of the flute too scary?

The sound of the flute stopped, and the golden tiger woke up like a big dream, quickly got up from the ground, touched his body up and down, and touched his head again, and was already sweating profusely. Look at the man again, holding a long flute, standing in front of him, still expressionless. "The sound of the flute...... Could it be ......" Jin Hu was so trembling that he couldn't speak, "then you...... You are...... The king of sounds? ”

"The King of Sounds?" After Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei heard this name, they also looked at the mysterious man in surprise. It turns out that the **** period of the sound king they have been looking for is in this peach paradise. Look at this bearing, and then look at the scene where he subdued the golden tiger just now, it is really unparalleled in the world. They finally saw the hope of defeating the white-haired ice demon.

The mysterious man said, "If you know my name, you dare to damage my wife's tomb?" ”

The golden tiger was shocked, he had long lost the arrogance just now, and immediately threw himself on the ground, and even kowtowed and shouted: "The little one really doesn't know!" The sound king spares his life! The sound king spares his life! ”

Lin Ziqi put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and said, "I'll give you an hour!" Run for your life! With that, he turned and walked towards the gazebo.

"Lord Sound!" Jin Hu still wanted to beg for mercy, but when he saw that Lin Ziqi had entered the pavilion, he knew that his mind had been decided. Jin Hu had no choice but to hurry up and run away, completely ignoring Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei, and not caring about any rewards. He only thinks about one thing now, and that is to run. He ran out of the mountains and forests, ran through Taoyuan Town, ran to the Lancang River, and ran south along the Lancang River for dozens of miles. Running sweaty, panting, and running breathlessly. Suddenly, there was another flute sound from behind him, just one, like the wind blowing. Jin Hu immediately spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, he endured the severe pain in his heart, and five words flashed in his head: "Qianli Sonic Gong!" Then he collapsed and never got up again.

Besides, Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei, when they saw the golden tiger fleeing in embarrassment, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the pavilion, and saw Lin Ziqi sitting peacefully in the pavilion. They were about to step forward to see it, but Lin Ziqi asked first, "Why don't you leave?" You just fled here several times to avoid that man's pursuit. Now that he's been dealt with by me, you don't have to stay here anymore. ”

Bi Ling saluted and said, "On our trip, in addition to avoiding the pursuit of the enemy, there is also a more important thing, which is to find the king of the sound king." Now that Lord Sound is right in front of us, how can we leave here? ”

Lin Ziqi asked, "Oh? Are you looking for me? Why? ”

Bi Ling replied: "I am Bi Ling, the second princess of the Eagle Sect. More than 20 years ago, my mother imprisoned the white-haired ice demon in Taihu Lake. But a few months ago, the Ice Demon reappeared in the rivers and lakes, not only bloodied the Eagle Sect, but also killed my mother! I looked at the heroes and heroes of the world, and learned that only Lord Yin can defeat the ice demon and avenge my mother! ”

Lin Ziqi smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Miss is too uplifting Lin!" This is a matter for your Eagle Sect. I'm not from the Eagle Sect, I've never known your mother, and I'm even more innocent with the white-haired ice demon. I can't do anything about this matter. ”

Bi Ling knelt on the ground with a "plop" and begged bitterly: "Lord Yinwang! The white-haired ice demon killed innocents indiscriminately for the sake of practicing demon skills, and my mother also offended her for the sake of the common people in the world. Now, my mother has been victimized by her, and the little girl is eager to take revenge, but more importantly, I ask Lord Yin to eliminate the harm for the martial arts! ”

Lin Ziqi shook his head and said, "I have long retired to the mountains and forests, and I will no longer ask about the affairs of the martial arts." If the white-haired ice demon is really a public hazard in the martial arts, there will be heroes in the martial arts who will come out to eliminate violence and peace. Miss can look elsewhere! With that, he walked straight into the depths of the valley.

Bi Ling looked at Lin Ziqi's distant back, and cried loudly: "If the sound king doesn't agree, I can't afford to kneel here!" ”

Yu Xiaowei watched from the sidelines and was anxious, neither knowing how to persuade Lin Ziqi, nor being able to make Bi Ling give up, so he simply knelt with Bi Ling.

An hour later, Lin Ziqi returned to the pavilion. Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei were still kneeling in front of the pavilion. Lin Ziqi walked to the tombstone, stroked the knife marks on the stele, couldn't help sighing, and finally said again: "Can you two do something for me?" ”

Bi Ling hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Lin Ziqi asked: "Since you are a member of the Eagle Sect, you should know Dali City, right?" ”

Biling replied: "Yes! In the lower reaches of the Lancang River. I've been there several times before! ”

Lin Ziqi nodded and said, "That's good!" There is an old stonemason in Dali City, named Fu Yuan. Go to him and buy him a blue marble tablet, and say I want it. ”

"Good! I'll be right back! Bi Ling agreed, immediately stood up, turned around and ran towards the river.

Before Yu Xiaowei could rub his legs, he had to follow, and shouted in his mouth: "Hey! Wait for me! ”

The two returned to the Lancang River along the same route, and when the boat was still parked on the shore, they took a boat down the river. After walking for a while, Bi Ling found that there was a person floating on the left bank of the river in front of her, buried head-down, and her clothes and hair were soaked and swollen. Bi Ling approached the boat and flipped the man's body with an oar, and when she saw that it was a golden tiger. Although his face was pale and apparently dead, his frightened expression remained.

"How is he? Did this be done by the King of Sounds? Yu Xiaowei was stunned by this scene, he didn't know how the golden tiger died, but he remembered how the golden tiger made him desperate at the beginning, and now what kind of person is Lin Ziqi who let the golden tiger die in despair?

Bi Ling was originally afraid and hated the Golden Tiger, but seeing that he had become such a floating corpse, she finally stopped being afraid of him and hated him anymore, and whispered: "Bury him!" ”

So, they leaned ashore, dug a pit under a big tree, buried the body of the golden tiger, and found a wooden plank, engraved the words "Tomb of the Golden Tiger", and stood on the grave. Bi Ling couldn't help but sigh: "No matter how insatiable you were in life, you have nothing after you die, and you will end up in a wilderness of abandoned corpses." ”

Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei continued to row downstream. At dusk, the boat docked, and Dali City was not far ahead. Yu Xiaowei has been in Miaojiang for so long, all he sees are mountains and rivers, jungles, tribes and villages, just if this is a wild place, this is the first time he has seen a city, there are city walls, city gates, and banners, and the city walls are wide, the city gates are tall, and there are many banners, it seems that it is still a big city.

Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei entered the city, walked straight along the city avenue, and saw a flag with "Fu Ji Stonemason" written on it, so they walked over. The stonemason shop is in full swing, and there are more than a dozen stonemasons who are busy working, and the sound of hammering and chiseling, carving, and polishing is endless.

Bi Ling shouted loudly, "Is there a stonemason named Fu Yuan here?" ”

There was a sudden silence in the stonemason's shop, and the stonemasons stared at the two visitors in surprise. Just listen to "Who?" "Out of the back room came a man, a little old, not tall, but very fat, with a big belly, a pipe in his left hand, and a puff fan in his right hand, like a ball. He squinted his eyes, walked up to Bi Ling, and had to raise his head and ask, "Is that what you're looking for me?" ”

Bi Ling pointed at the short old man in surprise and asked, "You are Fu Yuan?" ”

The short old man said confidently, "What? Not convinced? I'm a fuyuan in this Dali city! ”

Although Bi Ling was a little surprised, she was still full of joy and hurriedly said, "It's great that you are!" We were entrusted by Lord Yin to take a cyan marble tablet. ”

"Who? Who did you just say, entrusted with it? Fu Yuan's eyes immediately widened.

Bi Ling replied, "Lord Yin! Known as the 'King of Sounds'! ”

"Oh." Fu Yuan quickly calmed down again, but his eyes were no longer as leisurely as before, he turned around and said, "You come with me." ”

Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei followed Fu Yuan into the back room. The stonemasons continued to work again.

It turns out that the inner room is full of all kinds of stones, some thick and fine, some large and some small, some red and green, some muddy and clear, which is dazzling. Fu Yuan picked out one of the cyan marbles, which was half a zhang high, three feet wide, and five inches thick, with rough surface lines.

Fu Yuan patted the stone wall and said, "That's it!." He put down his fan and pipe, and picked up the hammer and chisel. I only heard a loud "bang" sound, only to see a piece of gravel flying around, Fu Yuan sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes forward, sometimes back, the huge stone under his hands is getting smaller and smaller, thinner and thinner, more and more flat. After tossing and turning for an hour, the movement stopped. A smooth cyan marble stele has been completed, and the shape and size are exactly the same as the tombstone in the Taoyuan Wonderland, but the new stele has not yet been written.

Fu Yuan was already sweating profusely. He put down his tools, took his fan and pipe, and said, "All right, take it to the king of sound." ”

Bi Ling and Yu Xiaowei thanked Fu Yuan and took the stele.

Fu Yuan said, "It's getting late today, you can stay here for the night, and then go back early tomorrow morning." ”

Bi Ling said, "I'm afraid the sound king is waiting for this stone tablet in a hurry. ”

Fu Yuan laughed and said, "Little girl! The reason why King Yin wants you to come to me is because he knows that in the whole world, only I have this blue marble, and only I can carve this stone. But even I can't do it in half a day. How can the king of sound be so strong that you have to go back today? Besides, if he was in a hurry, he would have come himself. ”

Yu Xiaowei also said: "Miss, this black light is blinding, and it is really difficult for the two of us to carry a stone tablet, and there are wolves in this mountain!" ”

Bi Ling then agreed to stay in Dali City for a night. But until midnight, she didn't fall asleep, lying on the bed, and all that came to her mind was the scene of the Eagle Sect being killed by Leng Qiuxun up and down. She must convince the sound king to go out of the mountain, but this is also where she is most distressed. She couldn't sleep, so she simply went out for a walk.

The stonemason shop was no longer as lively as it was during the day, and only Fu Yuan sat alone at the door, leaning against the door frame and fanning his fan. He saw Biling and asked, "What?" Can't sleep? ”

Biling nodded.

Fu Yuan said: "The climate here is too humid, so outsiders often can't sleep when they come here. Where are you from? ”

Bi Ling didn't want to reveal her true identity, so she only replied: "Miao Jiang Southwest." ”

"Oh. That's not far from here. Fu Yuan asked again, "How do you know the King of Sound?" ”

Bi Ling replied: "We have a request from King Yin, and King Yin asked us to help him get the stone tablet." ”

Fu Yuan laughed and said, "I'll just say, according to the character of King Yin, it is unlikely to accept apprentices." ”

Bi Ling asked rhetorically: "Do you also know the sound king?" ”

Fu Yuan smiled even more happily and said, "This Miao Jiang is a little older, who doesn't know the King of Sound?" Back then, it was really a big deal! At this, his eyes turned to sadness, "Alas! It's a pity that he hasn't been heard from since his wife's accident. ”

"His wife?" Bi Ling remembered the "beloved wife Murong Ying" engraved on the grave, "What happened?" ”

"You're too young to know that, right? That was more than 10 years ago. So, Fu Yuan began to slowly tell Bi Ling the story of the King of Sound. ……

One day thirteen years ago, in the dense forest of Miaojiang, a figure shuttled. He walks like a swift wind, and flies like lightning, and does not stop for a moment. He is Ye Feng, who is known as the first in the world of light skills. Suddenly, he felt the True Qi approaching behind him, and he turned around sharply, and the True Qi slashed through his left arm like a sharp sword; Then, another True Qi struck, and he stretched out his hands to block it; But the third True Qi, he was powerless to dissolve, but the True Qi weakened on its own the moment it was about to hit him, and in the end it only knocked him back a few steps. This Dao True Qi is actually a musical note.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, bowed forward, and said, "Admire!" Admire! ”

Out of the woods came a young man in white, handsome, holding a long flute, this was the forest period of the year. He also smiled and saluted, saying, "Accept!" Concession! ”

Ye Feng said: "Brother Lin's sonic skills are now perfect, fast, accurate, and ruthless, which is really gratifying!" ”

Lin Ziqi replied: "Brother Ye's light work is also good!" But I can follow the sound wave for so long. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

It turned out that Ye Feng had come to Miaojiang during that time and met Lin Ziqi. The two of them became good friends, and they often learned their skills together. At first, Ye Feng could evade the sonic skill of the Lin Zi period with light skills, but since the sonic skill of the Lin Zi period was practiced to the ninth layer, Ye Feng was finally difficult to parry.

After this competition, Ye Feng left Miao Jiang, and I don't know where he went; And Lin Ziqi returned home proudly. At home, there is a person waiting for him to return, and that is his wife, Murong Ying.

Murong Ying and Lin Ziqi are childhood sweethearts, and the two have a deep relationship. But Murong Ying doesn't know martial arts at all, this is because she has a weak physique, Lin Ziqi can't bear to suffer from practice, and Murong Ying herself has no interest in martial arts.

During the period of Lin Ziqi's cultivation of sound wave skills, he often competed with others, at least to the point, and at worst to fight for life and death, so that Murong Ying was worried every time he was alone at home, but fortunately, Lin Ziqi could come back safely every time, and this time was the same. As long as she saw Lin Ziqi, Murong Ying's heart was relieved, and the next thing was to listen to what Lin Ziqi said about today's results.

As soon as Lin Ziqi entered the door, he hugged Murong Ying and said excitedly: "Ying'er, do you know? I won Ye Feng today! I even won the Flying Shadow Ye Feng! ”

Murong Ying also laughed and said, "Really? That's great! That way, you won't have to compete with others in the future, right? ”

Lin Ziqi thought for a while and said, "Well, next, it's just the sword god!" As long as I defeat him, I will be the best in the world! ”

"Sword God? Where is he? Murong Ying immediately became nervous again.

Lin Ziqi replied: "It should be in Shandong!" He is the Taishan Beidou of today's martial arts. Two years ago, he was a leader in the Huashan Divine Battle, but unfortunately I didn't participate in that time. ”

Murong Ying was shocked: "Huh? Are you going so far to Shandong? Since there is a Huashan Divine Soldier Decision, why don't you just wait until the next Divine Soldier Decision? ”

Lin Ziqi shook his head and said, "The Huashan Divine Soldier is only once in five years, I can't wait that long!" ”

Murong Ying asked again, "Are you sure to defeat him now?" ”

Lin Ziqi said with a smile: "Sonic Gong is already the strongest martial art in the world, and there are only ten layers in total. I've now reached the ninth level. The tenth layer is the thousand-mile sound wave gong, which has only been known by name for hundreds of years, but has not seen its shape. Although I've been practicing this skill recently, wanting to kill people thousands of miles away sounds more like a myth. Therefore, with my ninth-level sonic skill alone, it should be enough to be a unique martial artist. ”

"Oh." Murong Ying knew that Lin Ziqi had made up her mind, so she lowered her head helplessly.

Lin Ziqi also noticed that Murong Ying was reluctant in her heart, so he comforted her and said, "Ying'er, don't worry! Although Shandong is far away, with my light work, I will definitely be able to come back within three months. If I win this battle, I won't have to find anyone to compete in the future; Even if I lose, the sword god is highly respected, and I won't be embarrassed if I think about it. ”

Murong Ying looked at Lin Ziqi, touched his face, and said, "Then you must be careful!" ”

Lin Ziqi nodded and said, "When I become the first in the world, I will set up a cyan marble tablet and engrave the four big characters of 'King of Sound'!" It is said that the marble in Dali City is unique, so I use the stone there. Then, as you wish, find a small bridge and flowing water, a place full of peach blossoms, and live a fairy-like life. ”

Murong Ying smiled and said, "Actually, I also hope that your martial arts will be successful, but I don't care if you are the best in the world." If you can use your martial arts to do chivalrous righteousness, eliminate evil and promote good, then it is the right place. Even if I am unknown, I will be happy. ”

In a few days, Lin Ziqi was about to leave. Before he went out, Murong Ying specially tied a red rope to his long flute to keep him safe. When Lin Ziqi walked, he turned back after a few steps. Murong Ying always stood in front of the door and looked at him. It wasn't until he couldn't see his wife at all that Lin Ziqi hurried to Shandong.

Along the way, Lin Ziqi was stepping up, and in less than half a month, he had arrived in Luoyang. At this time, he suddenly heard that the Miao Jiang thieves were wanton, burning, killing and looting, and had ransacked several villages, and each time they fled without a trace, the government and the Eagle Sect had nothing to do with them. This news made Lin Ziqi uneasy. As soon as he saw the red rope on the flute, he remembered Murong Ying and was worried that she had also encountered the gang of robbers. Finally, Lin Ziqi decided not to go to Shandong for the time being, but quickly turned back to Miaojiang.

After another ten days, Lin Ziqi returned to Miaojiang, but the scene in front of him made him stunned. The former village is in ruins, littered with ruined houses, charred branches, bloody corpses. The trees died, the animals died, the people died, and there was not a living creature to be seen. Lin Ziqi hurriedly ran to his house, pushed open the door, and saw that the house was in a mess, Murong Ying was lying on the ground, the blood on his forehead had dried up, and his clothes were in disarray. Lin Ziqi rushed forward like crazy, hugged Murong Ying, and desperately called her name, but she was already dead. When she was about to be raped by robbers, she chose to commit suicide by hitting the wall. Let Lin Ziqi cry out in despair, until he shouts hoarsely, Murong Ying will not wake up. Lin Ziqi cried, perhaps the only time he cried, but he cried so painfully.

Three days later, Lin Ziqi came to Dali City, found Fu Yuan, who had the best craftsmanship in the city, and asked for a cyan marble tablet, but what he wanted to engrave was not "the king of sound", but "the tomb of his beloved wife Murong Ying".

After some time, in a tavern in Hanzhong, a group of big men were eating and drinking. While eating, he also showed off how majestic he was in Miaojiang before. One of the bearded men shouted, "Those Miao people, all of them are scared like mice!" We see what is good, and we rob it; If you can't snatch it, you will smash it; If you don't like it, you will be slaughtered! It's not a pleasure! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a flute, which pierced his heart and sprayed his blood directly into the wine. Before the others could understand what was going on, they heard the second, and the third,...... There were more flute sounds, and every time a flute sounded, one person would fall, until at last they were all dead.

This is Lin Ziqi in revenge. But at this moment, Lin Ziqi is thousands of miles away in Miaojiang, and what he uses is the legendary Qianli sound wave power. In this year, the king of sound left behind the myth of thousands of miles of sound wave power, which disappeared from the rivers and lakes.