In front of the chess table, the wind is singing like a sinking bell, waiting for the opponent to fall.

Chu Li leaned his body, was thinking hard, scratching his ears and cheeks from time to time, "You kid, Kuang me again, or, let me have a son?" ”

"Yes, then let you have a son." The wind raised his hand and moved the white son back to its original position.

"Okay, you're retreating as advancing, and you're in ambush on all sides." Chu Li Tengdi jumped up from the bamboo strips, and happened to see the cultivator enter the house, and instantly smiled, and shirked: "Look at my apprentice is here, let's leave an endgame, and ...... next time."

The wind sang and smiled, but did not stop, "I heard that people eat, and my father and mother always say to their children that they should eat all the rice bowls, if they don't eat them all, they will have no food in the future." - Every time you play chess, you don't play all the games, and you may not play any chess in the future. ”

Chuli grinned and smiled, "With you, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, how can I not play chess." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the double swords in Xiu Lingze's hand, "What, are you afraid that Qin Zun will not accept you as a disciple, and will come to him for the master to settle accounts, and he can't beat him without weapons?" Don't worry, being a teacher is never a big bully. ”

The last sentence was obviously said by ear, but it was heard. Feng Duan Song summoned out the treasure qin, took a handkerchief and wiped it up, "I can't beat the deity, and it's useless to bring a sword." ”

Seeing Baoqin again, Xiu Ling was stunned for a long time.

Viewed from a close distance, this piano is more fascinating than the last time. The body of the piano flows with the wind; Gather and disperse with the string vibration. The name of the wind engraved by the dragon swamp, the pen walks the dragon snake, stretches and stretches the volume, and it is undoubtedly the ring jade book.

Seeing that the apprentice couldn't take his eyes off it, he joked at the beginning, "Xiaofeng, it seems that my apprentice has taken a fancy to your piano." ”

Hearing this, Xiu Ling hurriedly retracted his eyes and said solemnly: "Master, the piano has a piano name, and your two swords have a sword name?" ”

coughed a few times, sang in the wind at the beginning, and deliberately raised his voice, "Famous and nameless, make it all the same." It's a hassle to talk about names. - By the way, Ling'er has literary talents, and the teacher often listens to your poems, why don't you give it a name? ”

The twin swords were unsheathed, and the whole body was jet black, faintly glowing green, like vines wrapped around ancient trees. Its appearance made Xiu Ling suddenly have an idea, "This sword is called 'Lu Qi', is it good?" ”

Lu Qi is the name of the piano.

In the Han Dynasty, King Liang invited Sima Xiangru to make "Ruyu Fu", and gave it back with a green Qiqin. Since then, this instrument has become famous.

Master loves the piano, but he can't play it. With the name of the piano, it is endowed with two swords, which is just right.

I chanted "Lu Qi" several times in one breath, and saw a look of surprise in my eyes when I saw the wind singing, and I hugged my arms for the first time, "Xiaofeng, do you also think that this name is like a piano name, not a sword name?" ”

The song of the end of the wind is just a chin, no comment, when he sees the cultivation of the spirit, he looks at it, it seems to be an inquiry, and it seems to be a temptation, so he has no choice but to avoid it. He said to the two of them leisurely, "You guys will discuss", and then jumped on the flying piano to play the piano.

At first, the sound was clear. Gradually, turning his hands into clouds, separated by heavy separation, the music slowly weakened, as if it came from the distant horizon, as if there was nothing.

The master and apprentice stood by the end. The cultivator sang in the clouds and watched the wind in the fog, and continued the unfinished topic, "Although the master is not a piano master, he has already used the sword as a piano. Therefore, the name of the piano is the name of the sword, and the name of the sword is also the name of the piano. ”

After speaking, he stood in the wind, accompanied by the sound of the wind, humming a clear tune.

With the ups and downs of the tune, Chu Li's face trembled slightly, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the apprentice beside him incredulously.

The afterglow stops.

Xiu Ling smiled, "Qin Zun plays the piano, sees the wind and generates the wind, and takes advantage of the momentum to generate the wind, so the wind and piano patterns are unpredictable." And Master's sword trick is actually a musical score. The rhythm between the moves is the sound of the wind, so the master's sword moves are also ever-changing. ”

Right! That's right!

Chu Li was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Above the flying sling, the wind is blowing, and the wind song has already listened to the words of the master and apprentice. Pushing aside the clouds and looking at the eaves, his gaze fell on the girl who was leaning against the railing and leaning over to wipe the sword.

"Master, can I help you engrave the name of the sword?"

"Okay."

***

By the time the car was suspended, only a vertical hook remained in the knife carving of the spiritual rule. seems to be reluctant, and in the end, she carved it particularly delicately.

Suddenly, there was a faint crashing sound. Raising his eyes, between the mountains near and far, the wind and clouds, a galloping smoke flew sideways, and suddenly blew the carving knife in his hand to the ground. With a "clang", the knife fell out of the flying pavilion.

The master and apprentice raised their eyes, and a black tornado took the Fuxi border as the source, suddenly bursting up. Bursts of black fog spread from far and near, overwhelmingly approaching Tianyu Mountain.

At the beginning of the contemplation of the eyebrows, the sharp edge in the eyes loomed. On the ground, the wind song had flashed in front of him. The two looked at each other, their faces pale, and they knew each other.

With his right arm stretched, Lu Qi's double swords fell into Chu Li's hand, "Ling'er, there is only one stroke left to go back and engrave again." - You stay here, don't go anywhere, Master and Qinzun go and go back. "After that, the song with the wind is gone.

"Master?!"

His heart was inexplicably empty, and the cultivator leaned over and grabbed Chu Li, but he pounced on it. Gao Que flew up, she seemed to be blown away, shaking and shaking.

Something big must have happened!

Staring at the clouds, the cultivator jumped forward, took advantage of the wind to step on the clouds, and threw himself straight to the bottom of the building. Tumbling to the ground, she didn't care about being embarrassed, and rushed towards the inner garden Bitianfeng.

***

Under the corridor door, Mu Beici looked up at the heavens, and quickly issued an order to all the disciples, ordering everyone to close the door. Only he did not retreat, staring into the distance, ready to go.

The spring thunder piano roared out, and when it was about to go up into the sky, the wind sang and flicked the jade fingers, forcing it back into the arms of the master.

"Master?!" Mu Beici was slammed by the spring thunder and retreated more than ten steps.

"You stay. If the deity can't come back, you are the next Qinzun of the Fuxi Qin Sect. The wind song said very lightly, and he didn't even frown.

Mu Bei couldn't hide his excitement, "Master, let me go with you!" This time the chaos is coming back, menacing, and it is approaching the dangerous mountain of my Fuxi border, and it will never be like the last battle of Luoxiang, and you can stop destroying a few Baoqin.

At present, the chaotic qi is monstrous, I am afraid that Ye Linglong still remembers that Shizun has been holding his wings for several months and clearing the rest of the party, this time, I am afraid that he will not only want to destroy me......"

"So you can't go." Chu Li poked Mu Beici's shoulder with the hilt of his sword and interrupted: "If Xiaofeng can't be defeated, you little cubs who have not learned enough can be defeated?" Oh, when the time comes, it's not a drag. If you are told to stay, you will stay! ”

Mu Bei swallowed and said: "Although Uncle Shi said that he has some reason, but ......"

Halfway through the conversation, he was gagged by a wheal.

Chu Li frowned, and his big palm was on Mu Beici's shoulder, with a solemn expression, "Beici, be sure to take care of Ling'er for Uncle Shi."

You told her that under the pear tree on the east side of the house, there was Master's good wine and a lifelong study, all of which were left to her. Also, she secretly stuffed the "Flying Piano Post Picture" under the futon for her teacher...... I love it. ”

No matter how he struggled, in the end, Mu Beici could only watch Chu Li and Feng Duan Song join the song and rush towards the south.

In the wind, the master's advice came from the voice, "Xiu Ling is in the Bangfeng Building, protecting her for the two of us." ”

The wind wheal around him suddenly relaxed, Mu Beici looked at the sky from afar, prostrate on the ground, and bowed three times before getting up and running to the wind building.

However, spiritual cultivation is long gone.

In three months, Xiu Ling not only learned the unique sword technique of the first departure of the sword venerable in the back mountain, but also learned the primary method of resisting the wind when practicing the sword. So, through the whispering of the wheal, she heard the "dangerous strings" and also heard the master's entrustment.

The situation was urgent, and she jumped towards the post station below the mountain with a burning heart. Fortunately, she never forgot the slogan that the short and fat postman taught her. Out of thin air, the golden goose that had carried her and the first time to leave spread its wings and swooped towards her.

When taking off, the golden goose seems to have a color of separation, mourning endlessly, tragic and majestic. Xiu Ling gently stroked her long neck, "Hong'er doesn't have to worry, you just need to take me to the outside of the mountain, and I will go by myself where it is dangerous." ”

The golden goose fluttered its wings and flew high, resolutely going.