Qingwen's little sword was very laborious, and she was busy for a long time, and she also split a few densely arranged bamboos in front of her.

As a result, as an advance force, she is clearly lagging behind.

In real combat, wind chimes are just a decoration. It's okay to let him make moves, gossip, and spit out, but when it's time to actually take action, it's obvious that he has to back down.

At this juncture, Lao Zhang had just rescued a few black-clothed people who had accidentally suffocated the past and delayed some effort, so he took time to finally rush to Qingwen.

Lao Zhang looked at the situation, Qingwen and Feng Chime's progress in overcoming obstacles was so poor, he was also hehe.

As soon as the wind chime revealed to Qingwen that he was the true identity of the princess party, he stopped the topic when Lao Zhang's footsteps sounded behind him. Qingwen was noncommittal about such a confidential sharing, neither believing him nor not accepting him.

Feng Chime Xin said: "Little scholar, in the end, you are from a drama background, and you are so cunning and unwilling to express your position, it can be seen that Princess Bell is confused by you, which makes sense." ”

At this moment, Qingwen, Lao Zhang, and Feng Chime looked up at the towering bamboo forest, and there was no better way to break through, but using brute force to cut down little by little, not only was the speed very slow, but the bamboo that had just been cut down behind them would soon resume its growth.

When he was in distress, suddenly, a crisp and pleasant flute sound pierced through the layers of bamboo leaves and bamboo stems, and slashed into the sky.

The three of them were amazed to see that where the flute sounded through, the bamboo leaves shook and the bamboo trunk tilted slightly.

At this moment, when he saw that Sect Leader Ma passed with the sound of the flute, he flew away and stepped on the bamboo leaves, and suddenly jumped out of the sight of the three of them.

"Master—" Qingwen called out in a loud voice.

"I'm in—in—in—" Imam Ma's reply came back.

Qingwen glanced at Lao Zhang, and her face showed surprise.

"What, what do you think?" Lao Zhang's trust in Qingwen is like a river, and at this moment, Lao Zhang is looking forward to Qingwen telling her new insights.

"Well, the fact that the master can pass the second level of this prohibition is proof that we can pass it too, according to that, we can also pass it!" Qingwen's answer really lived up to Lao Zhang's confidence and relieved his famine in a moment.

"Don't talk too much. The wind chime reminded Qingwen.

"Qingwen, last hand, if you hadn't said that we would have practiced concentration, we wouldn't have 'broken' at first......! Before you come up with any ideas, be cautious. ”

The person who said this was naturally Mingyan.

Qingwen felt that what Mingyan said made sense, and she nodded honestly.

Lao Zhang was anxious, and said to Qingwen: "Don't pay attention to their gossip, if they have the ability, let them propose a solution now!

When Mingyan heard Lao Zhang say this, she seemed to have been poked at the acupuncture point, and she knew that what Lao Zhang said was reasonable, so she secretly stuck out her tongue.

Qingwen thought for a while, and then said: "Why is it so easy for the master to pass this level? I think it's because the flute is his unique skill, and when the flute is blown at home, even the bamboo empathizes with it and opens the way for it." ”

Mingyan said: "Can you stop being so idealistic? All day long, the clouds and mountains are covered in fog! ”

Qingwen was not affected by the smoke, and under Lao Zhang's expectant gaze, she continued: "Light resonance and light empathy, I'm afraid it's not enough, because this dense forest has grown a higher level of prohibition after our last collective defeat. ”

Lao Zhang said: "Then you can say it quickly." ”

Qingwen said: "I see, my master has entered the realm of no one playing the flute. ”

Mingyan interjected, "That's self-evident. "The implication is that Qingwen, you are talking nonsense.

Wind Chime praised Mingyan: "I didn't expect you to be quite literate and speak so elegantly." ”

Lao Zhang glared at Mingyan and the wind chimes, thinking that they were in the way, and then, Lao Zhang motioned to Qingwen with his eyes to continue.

Qingwen was encouraged by this and continued: "Where is my master and his old man playing the flute, he is playing himself!"

Mingyan said, "Duh, if the master is not around, you will speak disrespectfully." ”

Feng Chime said: "Mingyan, I just praised you for being educated, why did you become so poor in understanding? ”

Mingyan glanced at Qingwen, but there was no white-eyed wind chime, which may be the reason why she will have to ask for wind chimes in the future.

Qingwen nodded to the wind chime and said, "Wind chime, you understand right, when you reach the situation of the master and his old man, he is no longer playing the flute, but playing his own mood." In fact...... You can do that, too. ”

Mingyan couldn't help but answer, and said, "How can we do it?!" Of course, our situation is beyond our reach. ”

Feng Chime said: "No, we can't be presumptuous, each has its own energy, each has its own talent, not to be underestimated." ”

Mingyan thought to herself: "You little entertainment, why uncle, you will object to whatever I say, wear a pair of pants with Qingwen." ”

But for the sake of face, the smoke did not occur immediately, and he was still waiting for the wind chimes to write articles and promote his reputation in Beijing, so he was even more embarrassed to blame him in person.

Qingwen said: "Indeed, I am born to be useful, although we are not as good as the master's morality and situation, but our current cultivation does not prevent us from using our sincerity and true feelings, in the same way, we can also shake the second prohibition." ”

Mingyan said, "You're just talking." ”

This time, the wind chimes did not jump out to oppose Mingyan's accusation against Qingwen, and it seems that the wind chimes also feel that Qingwen is a little vain.

Qingwen was calm and composed, and continued: "Master plays the flute, can't we worship the landlord, pick up stones, take care of turtles, and set up eagles to tease dogs? If you don't even dare to try because you are afraid of failure or lack of circumstances, then let's go home as soon as possible. ”

Mingyan raised his eyes to look at the man in black, Lao Zhang was silent, and the people in black also stood in place.

Whether they were pondering Qingwen's words, or whether they were planning to go home, it is unknown.

Qingwen didn't wait for everyone to answer, she had already shaken out her plum blossom sword, and started the Tai Chi sword on the spot.

The sword flowers fell, the cool breeze was blowing, and the bamboo leaves flew out of a gossip yin and yang diagram, surrounding Qingwen in the middle.

The wind chimes hurriedly grabbed the camera and stored the image of the moment in time in the clouds in the sky.

Everyone's eyes were infected by this beautiful movement, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

The bamboo leaves danced more and more, and the Bagua Yin-Yang diagram in the middle also worked like a wind wheel when Qingwen danced the sword..... ()

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