Ding Jian had been calling him Yang Ye just now, but at this moment he changed it to Yang Daxia, which shows that he lost this sword competition.

"Brother Yang is good, your set of Wind and Falling Goose Sword really makes it superb." Xiang Wentian knew that he was strong in martial arts, and it was naturally easy for him to win against Ding Jian, the gatekeeper, so it could be seen that he was so easy to use one move to beat the other party without the power to parry, and he was also secretly amazed.

"Brother Yang's swordsmanship just now is really mysterious, it's really eye-opening, originally I didn't believe that my brother's swordsmanship is clever, but I really have to believe it at this moment. Unexpectedly, there was a young talent like Brother Yang in the rivers and lakes, and I was convinced. "The fourth man of Meizhuang has always been straightforward, and he is even more praiseful at this moment.

Hei Baizi and Bald Pen Weng glanced at each other, and they both felt extremely surprised, they didn't expect Ding Jian to lose so badly and be so vulnerable.

Hei Baizi's original intention was to let Ding Jian try his martial arts and martial arts moves, but he didn't expect the other party to lose so quickly, and the opponent's sword moves were lost without using them.

"It seems that our three brothers haven't been out of Meizhuang for a long time, and they don't know that there are characters like Brother Yang on the rivers and lakes, and they are really about to become frogs at the bottom of the well. However, although Brother Yang is skilled in martial arts, our three brothers will inevitably have a discussion with our brothers for the blood vomiting score, the reckless post, the Xishan travel map, and the Xiaoao Jianghu music score. Fourth brother, you can make a move with Brother Zhang first......" After Hei Baizi said some high-sounding words, he turned his head and said to Dan Qingsheng beside him. However, looking at the solemn look on his face, he no longer despises Zhang Yang.

Next, it was Dan Qingsheng's turn to fight Zhang Yang, he was ranked fourth in Meizhuang, although his martial arts were much higher than Ding Jian, he could be regarded as stronger than a third-rate master at most, but he was not at the level of a second-rate master. In a head-to-head match, even Tian Boguang is inferior.

Originally, after three moves, Zhang Yang was sure to defeat him, but Zhang Yang saw that he was upright and upright, so he deliberately fought with him for more than ten moves, so he shot down his long sword and defeated him in a way that was not too embarrassing.

"The third move has already been lost, and the seventeen swords will be superfluous in the future. Brother Yang is really superb in swordsmanship, and I am convinced. Dan Qingsheng was sharp-eyed, obviously sensing that Zhang Yang intended to let him. But the fact that he is saying it at the moment is enough to prove that he has a big heart.

When he saw Dan Qingsheng lose like this, the bald pen Weng who was the third to play didn't dare to have the slightest contempt.

The bald pen Weng was obsessed with calligraphy, and the weapon he used turned out to be a judge pen made of stainless steel, about one foot six inches long. When fighting Zhang Yang, this person dipped the judge's pen in ink while performing swordsmanship integrated into calligraphy.

His martial arts are a little higher than Dan Qingsheng, at least about the same level as Tian Boguang.

The swordsmanship in his calligraphy is barely exquisite, but the traces of the show are too heavy, and after seven moves, Zhang Yang saw a huge flaw in the opponent.

However, this trip is to save anyone, and Zhang Yang doesn't need to make the other party so embarrassed, so he fought more than ten moves, and when the other party finished writing a poem, he took advantage of the situation to take out the sword and put the tip of the sword against two inches in front of him.

After he lost the competition, he didn't get angry, but was very narcissistic and admired the words he wrote on the ground just now.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, thinking that this person was also a lover with a strange temper.

When it was the turn of the black and white competition, he had already ordered someone to bring a square iron plate and put it in his hand, only to see that the iron plate was engraved with nineteen chess moves, which turned out to be an iron chess table.

Hei Baizi's martial arts are similar to those of Bald Pen Weng, but the chess board in his hand is a little strange, which contains a lot of magnetic power, if you are a person with little strength, I am afraid that when the long sword is close to the disk, even the long sword will not be able to hold it steadily.

And the chess pieces on the disk are also quite distinctive, because of their strange advantages in weapons, after nine moves, Zhang Yang can see a big flaw in his martial arts.

As before, Zhang Yang dragged out more than 30 moves before knocking down the chess pieces on the opponent's chessboard, forcing the opponent to admit defeat.

The reason why he dragged on for so long was because he didn't want the other party to think that his swordsmanship was too high, and even the owner of the village, Huang Zhonggong, couldn't deal with it. If Huang Zhonggong didn't show up, then their plan would not have succeeded.

Therefore, Zhang Yang deliberately made his swordsmanship not particularly sharp, so that the other party had a glimmer of hope.

After Hei Baizi lost the competition, except for the big owner who did not show up, all of them returned home in embarrassment and lost.

"Brother Tong, please give me the "Frank Post" again." Among the three, the bald pen man was the most obsessed with the way of calligraphy, so after he lost the sword competition, he still had the cheekiness to plead.

"If the owner of your family wins my brother Yang, this post will belong to the owner of the three villages, and at that time, even if you hold it for three days and three nights, you will be able to do it." Xiang Wentian smiled and said noncommittally.

"Such good calligraphy, even if it looks like seven days and seven nights, is not an exaggeration. Okay, I'll call the eldest brother, I believe that with the eldest brother's martial arts, he should be able to play a game or two with Brother Yang. After Bald Pen Weng said it hurriedly, he wanted to turn around and go to Huang Zhonggong.

"Third brother, slow down, you two are here to accompany the guests, or I will tell the eldest brother to go." Hei Baizi is smart, and he knows that if he lets the pedantic bald pen weng go, he may not be able to convince Huang Zhonggong, and he has to go by himself for the sake of vomiting blood.

Under the warm reception of Dan Qingsheng, several people waited for news in the wine tasting. At this time, the concentration of wine is similar to that of mash, and there is almost no intoxicating effect, and Zhang Yang's own internal strength is deep, so he is not afraid of drinking.

After the four of them drank seventeen or eighteen glasses of wine each, Hei Baizi came back from outside the courtyard, came straight to Zhang Yang and said, "Brother Yang, my eldest brother is invited, please move and speak." ”

Xiang Wentian originally wanted to follow Zhang Yang, but Hei Baizi then turned his head to him and said, "How about Brother Tong have a few more drinks here?" ”

"It's a lifelong regret to not have the opportunity to meet the owner of the big village." Xiang Wentian was stunned, seeing that Hei Baizi had no intention of inviting him to go with him, he couldn't force him to follow after all. However, Zhang Yang's martial arts are very high, and he is not afraid of any accidents, so he immediately pretends to sigh and says.

"Brother Tong, don't be surprised, my eldest brother has lived in seclusion for a long time and has never seen outsiders. It's just that today I heard that Brother Feng's swordsmanship was superb and admired him, so I invited him to see him, but it was by no means disrespectful to Brother Tong. Hei Baizi immediately explained.

Then Zhang Yang followed Hei Baizi out of the chess room, through a corridor, and came to the door of the Moon Cave.

I saw the word "Qin Heart" written on the forehead of the moon cave door, which was made of blue glaze, and the pen was vigorous, which was due to the handwriting of the bald pen Weng.

After the moon cave door, it is a quiet flower path, the bamboo on both sides is cultivated, the pebbles of the flower path are covered with moss, and it seems that few people walk.

Before the flower path leads to the three stone houses, seven or eight pine trees in front of the house and behind the house are tall and tall, covering the gloom in all directions.

Hei Baizi gently pushed open the door and whispered to him, "Please come in." ”

Zhang Yang stepped into the house, and he smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance, which was much lighter than the sandalwood fragrance on the market, and the smell was refreshing.

This is a room divided into two rooms, inside and outside, after Hei Baizi entered the house, he did not directly enter the inner room, but stood outside a curtain and said: "Big brother, Yang Shaoxia from the Hengshan faction is here." ”

"Yang Shaoxia came to our village, never greeted him from afar, and asked for forgiveness." After a few moments, an old man came out of the inner chamber and bowed his hand.

Zhang Yang saw that the old man was in his sixties, skinny as wood, and the muscles on his face were sunken, straight like a skeleton, but his eyes were bright.

After the two exchanged a few words, Zhang Yang and Hei Baizi followed him into the inner piano room and sat down, and a boy held a tea.

"I heard that Yang Shaoxia has the score of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" adapted from Guangling San, is this true? The old man likes music, and when he thinks of Ji Zhongsan's execution and strokes the qin, and says 'Guangling San will never be again', he sighs secretly. Some time ago, I also heard rumors about Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, but I never heard that the two of them still have an ancient score still alive. And I heard the second brother say that this song was excerpted from Guangling San, I really felt incredible, I wonder if Yang Shaoxia can give this song to the old decay first? When Huang Zhonggong said this, there was still a trace of doubt on his face, obviously a little suspicious of the real surname of Xiaoao Jianghu Qu Score.

"Senior Huang, this Xiaoao Jianghu music score was composed by Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang's predecessors with countless energy in front of them, although the younger generation has never scattered the repertoire in Guangling, but this Xiaoao Jianghu song is fortunate to hear it. I am also a person who understands music and rhythm a little, and I dare not say that this song is better than Guangling, but it is definitely a must in today's music. As for the score, it's a pity that it's still in the hands of Brother Tong just now. But if the owner of the big village doesn't give up, he can play a song for the big owner in the next place...... "According to the plan discussed before, Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't say that he also had a score on him, and after saying this eloquently, he took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve.

"Oh? Yang Shaoxia is also a person who knows the rhythm of music, so please ask Shaoxia to play a song, and let the old man see this posthumous work from Guanglingsan! Huang Zhonggong was originally lukewarm to him, but when he heard that Zhang Yang could actually play music, his impression of him immediately changed a little and became eager.

Zhang Yang was not humble either, and immediately picked up the hole flute and began to play. He learned the master-level blow flute skills, and a few days ago, he and Ren Yingying practiced many laughing and proud Jianghu songs.

At this time, it may not be as good as Liu Zhengfeng's level, but it is not far behind.

After listening to the sound of the flute, its tune is sometimes impassioned, sometimes gentle and elegant, and sometimes peaceful and neutral.

When it sounds, sometimes it feels like the blood boiling at the top of the mountain, and sometimes it makes people fall into despair of sadness and desolation, and the music is enough to make people fall into the music unconsciously.

"Good song, good song, I have never heard such a beautiful song in my life, Brother Yang, your song of smiling and proud rivers and lakes is really a god." These words were not uttered by Huang Zhonggong, but by the black and white man who knew nothing about music on the side.

His feeling was similar to that of the day, although he could not understand the subtlety of the music, but he was moved by the rhythm of the music itself.

"Sure enough, it's a good song, although I can't judge that this Xiaoao Jianghu music score must be from Guangling San! But it's definitely a rare good song in a hundred years. Especially at the beginning of it, there are several palace tunes that suddenly change into signs, which is really contrary to music theory and makes it extremely difficult for people to blow. And in some places, it is also extremely difficult to play the tune from the sign to the key. But once it's played by someone who is proficient in music theory, it's really fascinating. Brother Yang can play this song, it seems that Your Excellency is young, not only is he a good swordsman, but he is also a master in music theory! The old decay is rarely convinced, but now when I see the talent of the young man, I am really convinced. When Huang Zhonggong said these expert words, his originally pale face was bloody, and he looked extremely eager.

"The owner of the big village has a reputation, and I can't hide it, this song was originally an ensemble of piano and flute, if it is the master of the big village in the piano art, and then with the sound of the flute, I am afraid it will make this song more brilliant. It's just that the original version is now in the hands of Brother Tong, and the two of us have already spoken in advance, and without his permission, the younger brother really can't make the decision to give this song to the owner. But now I can see that the four owners are really the world's first-class people in love, and I promise here, no matter what the results of the competition will be. I am willing to record the music score of Xiaoao Jianghu here and give it to the owner of the village, so as to talk about my heart. Zhang Yang said with a sincere look on his face.

"The so-called merit is not punished, you and I have no origin, how can we accept such a generous gift from you, Yang Shaoxia does not have to blame himself." Huang Zhonggong sighed.

Seeing that his expression was shaken, Hei Baizi took a step forward and said in his ear: "This Yang Shaoxia and a boy brother from the Songshan faction arrived, saying that in Meizhuang, if anyone can win his swordsmanship, he can ......."

"Second brother, needless to say, if someone can win his swordsmanship, he is willing to lend me this set of "Guangling San" to copy, yes or no?" Huang Zhonggong interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, the three of us were defeated, if it weren't for the eldest brother, no one in my Lonely Mountain Plum Village would be able to defeat this Yang Shaoxia." Hei Baizi said with a bitter face.

Huang Zhonggong didn't seem to have heard what Hei Baizi said, and looked at Zhang Yang with his eyes slightly narrowed: "Brother Yang, you two have come to our village thousands of miles away, what do you have to say, and you still want to tell you frankly." ”

"The younger generation and Brother Tong have always been close friends, and they cherish each other by learning swordsmanship, and use this to find people to compete with swords, so as to improve their cultivation. However, for Guizhuang, it is not a secret, before stepping into the treasure village, the younger generation has not heard the name of the four owners, nor does it know that there is a 'lonely mountain plum village' in the world. Everything is arranged by Brother Tong, and the younger generation also followed Brother Tong to Guizhuang. This is the loneliness of the younger generation, and I don't know the seniors in the martial arts, and the two owners are not strange. Zhang Yang said this answer that had been discussed a long time ago.

Yang Shaoxia said very frankly, thank you for the old man. The old decay was originally very strange, my four brothers lived in seclusion in Lin'an, and few people knew about it on the rivers and lakes. The Wuyue Sword Sect has nothing to do with my brother, how could they come to the door for no reason? In this way, Yang Shaoxia really doesn't know the origin of the four of us? When Huang Zhonggong said this, there was still a trace of doubt on his face.

The younger generation is very ashamed, and I hope the two owners will forgive me. What did Shi Cai say for a long time to admire the names of the four owners, in fact, they were all polite words...... "Zhang Yang pretended to smile embarrassedly.

"Huang Zhonggong, Black and White, etc., are all nicknames we have taken ourselves, and the original names have long been gone. Shaoxia had never heard of the names of the four of us, and it was a matter of course. There is still a question in the heart of the old man, if the old man doesn't want to compete with the young man, just now the young man said that the music score was recorded and copied by the old man, can it count? Huang Zhonggong's eyes stared at Zhang Yang for a moment.

"Big brother, ...... you" Hearing Huang Zhonggong say this, Hei Baizi's face changed, and he wanted to speak, but it can be seen that he still held back after the solemn look on his face.

"Even if the owner of the big village doesn't compete with Yang, since Yang said this silent recording of the sword score, he is naturally a gentleman who is quick to say a word, and he will never regret it." Zhang Yang's face said calmly, just because he knew that this Huang Zhonggong was by no means the kind of person who took advantage of others.

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, the last trace of doubt on Huang Zhonggong's face receded, and then he said with a smile: "Yang Shaoxia is very kind, and the old man is deeply grateful. It's just that this matter has not been promised by Brother Tong personally, and the old man is uneasy after all. The boy brother said, if you want to get the piano score, you must have someone in the village who can beat your swordsmanship, and the old man can't take advantage of this in vain. How about a few tricks? ”

When Hei Baizi heard this, his face suddenly appeared, obviously Huang Zhonggong had not discussed what had happened to him just now.

Huang Zhonggong picked up a Yaoqin from the bedside, smiled slightly: "Yang Shaoxia, we are all people who know music, it is better for you to use the bamboo flute as a sword, and I will use the Yaoqin as a blade." Let's learn from each other purely with simple moves, and everyone pretends to be a swing and swing, and it won't hurt the harmony. ”

The yaoqin held by Huang Zhonggong is made of ancient wood, the color is dark and old, and it should be an antiquity of hundreds or even thousands of years.

The hole flute in his hand is made of bamboo, and these two instruments are under the internal force, and they only need to be touched lightly, and they are bound to be shattered at the same time, and they cannot really fight.

However, Zhang Yang knew that in the next competition, Huang Zhonggong would most likely borrow Yaoqin to perform skills similar to sound waves.

"Please advise the owner." Zhang Yang now that his internal strength has reached the pinnacle, he naturally won't be afraid of this sonic attack that is a competition for internal strength, and immediately said calmly.

The two stood still in the room, black and white watched from the sidelines, and as Huang Zhonggong's right hand slowly plucked a few times on the strings, a sonorous sound suddenly sounded in the room.

Zhang Yang had never seen sonic power, so he just stood there motionless and listened quietly, but his internal strength was deep, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling coming from his heart.