"Okay, senior brother, senior brother has been bothered for so long, it's time to leave, thank you senior brother for your guidance. ”

Linghu Chong said, stood up and hugged his fist at the night wind.

"Okay, you and I don't have to be polite. Night Wind waved his hand, put down the teacup, and stood up to send Ling Hu Chong.

"Senior brother, stay here, junior brother is gone. After speaking, Linghu Chong smiled, unfolded his body and disappeared in a flash.

"As for it?" The night wind looked at Ling Hu Chong's back, a little crying and laughing, shook his head, simply took the jade flute, pushed open the courtyard door, came to the lotus pond under the willow tree by the pool, sat down on the ground, the afternoon sun through the branches and leaves, mottled on the body of the night wind. Listening to the chirping of insects and birds accompanied by the soft sound of water, he recalled all kinds of past events since his rebirth, and his heart was bored for a while.

Although the Huashan faction has gradually returned to its former prosperity, it is no longer the fragile Huashan faction in the original book. With many supreme divine skills, disciples, and the capital of the prosperous martial arts, he will definitely shine in the martial arts in the future, even if he obtains the status of the authentic martial arts in the world of the Quanzhen Sect, it is only a matter of time, but why can't he be happy.

Is it because they don't belong to this world? No, not at all.

The master will no longer cultivate the Sunflower Treasure Book, and the master will not die with hatred, she has already changed the fate of the master's family, changed the fate of Ling Hu Chong, and changed the fate of the entire Huashan faction.

Liu Zhengfeng was not slaughtered by the Songshan faction when he washed his hands in the golden basin, and even Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan's ancestors and grandchildren did not die. Now he is in seclusion in Huashan and strokes the piano together.

In this way, because of the intervention of his own traverser, he has changed the fate of many people intentionally or unintentionally, and Lin Zhennan's family has also saved their lives and family business, but the Songshan faction and the Qingcheng faction have been hit hard, and there is also a prostitute Tian Boguang who has survived to the end in the original book has also been killed by himself.

Originally, all the regrets and tragedies had been rewritten by himself, and it was supposed to be something worth celebrating, but he found that all this seemed to have no fluctuation in his heart.

There was neither happiness nor loss, only gloom and loneliness, but why was that? Is it because your mentality is old?

Xu Feng burst into shape, thinking about it, Night Wind couldn't help but be a little confused, slowly lay down, put the jade flute aside, and unconsciously fell asleep in this lazy and peaceful environment. By the time he opened his eyes again, it was dusk.

The sunset is obliquely shining, and the sunset full of fire will reflect the sparkling water of the pond. The mountains in the distance are also covered with a glow, which seems to be illusory and real. The lotus flowers in full bloom on the river are swaying everywhere with the breeze, and a fragrance of lotus flowers comes from it, which is full of a hazy breath under the water vapor.

The floating incense surrounds the curved bank, and the round shadow covers the pool. I am often afraid that the autumn wind is early, and I don't know. A poem by Lu Zhaolin, a poet in the early Tang Dynasty, couldn't help but appear in his mind.

The night breeze was intoxicated in the beautiful scenery of Huashan, and his chest was suddenly filled with a sense of pride, a sword and a sword, and the pride and ambition of the world, he seemed to have returned to the desire when he first came to laugh and be proud of the world, eager to walk around, visit the great rivers and mountains, and suddenly felt full of pride in his heart.

The solitude and indifference just now were swept away, as if the whole person was full of vitality again.

Pick up the jade flute from your side, stand up and put it to your lips. A song "Smiling Proud Rivers and Lakes" rushed out of the sound hole and merged into the sparkling and glowing pool water

The sound of the flute is melodious, crisp and loud, like a rolling tide, fluttering in the air, and the sound of Xiao is full of a stirring and lofty artistic conception.

There are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, the complex sound gradually increases, first such as the splash of the spring, and then such as a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are clustered, but also sandwiched between the birds, the song of me and, the night falls, the birds leave, the spring flowers fall, but the sound of the rain Xiao Xiao, a desolate and killing elephant, the drizzle, if there is nothing, finally all the silence.

The sound of the flute slowly went down, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer fluttering in the wind, but it was endless, adding to the meaning of the intestinal reverberation.

The night breeze uses internal force, and the quiet river water can't hide the soft sound of the flute, and the sound of the water is crisp and sparkling, but it is like accompaniment to the sound of the flute, which is harmonious and natural, but it adds more artistic conception.

The sound of the flute in the field changed sharply, as if seven or eight hole flutes were playing at the same time. Although the sound of the flute is extremely complex and changeable, it is also melodious and moving.

Let the listener's blood be swelling, and the sound of the flute will get higher and higher. Suddenly, a series of rapid singing flutes of the jade flute stopped. There was silence all around, as if the water in the pool had stopped flowing, and only the red glow of the sunset could be seen.

Xiao Sheng paused for a long time, and the disciples of Huashan nearby woke up like a dream and applauded loudly, people who practice martial arts have a straightforward personality, and they like the artistic conception full of Jin Ge Iron Horse and pride, and even some of these disciples began to practice swordsmanship under the blood boiling.

Now that he has made a decision, Night Breeze no longer returns to his room and heads towards the middle peak.

All the way through the bluestone path, came to the middle peak, told Yue Buqun, and then sprinkled down Huashan,

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This time I went down the mountain, the night wind did not have a task, I just wanted to go around, visit the great rivers and mountains, see the mountains and rivers of this world, and appreciate the social changes of hundreds of years.

Down the mountain, Night Wind did not plan to ride a horse, but wanted to take a boat south, along the way, in addition to the things that are really not visible, he took action to punish it, Night Wind did not meddle in things, three days later, Night Wind passed through Xiangyang to reach the land of Jingzhou, hired a big boat, and went down the Yangtze River into Dongting Lake.

In early summer, it is the time when the southern grass grows and the warbler flies, and the scenery along the way is pleasant, especially when the boat enters Dongting Lake, the beautiful lake and mountains finally make the mood of the night breeze better.

The most famous scenery in Dongting Lake is Junshan Mountain. Junshan is a lonely island on Dongting Lake, with 72 large and small peaks on the island. Junshan was formerly known as Dongting Mountain, which means fairy cave. Legend has it that 4,000 years ago, Emperor Shun toured the south, and his two concubines, Empress E and Nuying, couldn't catch up, and Panzhu cried bitterly, and tears dripped on the bamboo, turning into spotted bamboo. Later, the two concubines died on the mountain, and the descendants built the tomb of the two concubines. The two are also called Concubine Xiang and Concubine Xiang, and in order to commemorate Xiangjun, Dongting Mountain was changed to Jun Mountain.

Night Wind stayed in Junshan for two days, and visited the tomb of the second concubine, Xiangfei Temple, Liu Yijing, Feilai Bell and other scenery all the way. Everywhere you go, the night breeze will recall the local legends of the previous life, and record it, the bamboo of Junshan is very famous, the night breeze on a whim, carefully selected a few good Xiangfei bamboo, take care of a few sections of bamboo, drill and tune by hand, and make a bamboo flute.

Playing on Dongting Lake from time to time, and discovering the beautiful scenery, I often can't help but hold the pen and ink in my hand and paint it, during which the night breeze also got to know some literati and scholars.

Walking together, talking about poetry and songs, calligraphy and painting strategies, for a time, the name of the night wind spread among the literati of Yueyang, and some good people called it "three absolute scattered people", that is, "poetry, painting, and calligraphy".

After having the name, the whereabouts of the night breeze are even more known, and along the river, there will be local literati and scholars to invite them to participate in the poetry meeting together.

Gradually, as the name of the night wind spread more and more, the disciples of the entire Jiangnan called it "the first genius in the north." ”

Three months later, Night Wind returned to the north, came to Wuchang, and when he came to Wuchang, it was impossible not to eat the world-famous Wuchang fish.

When it comes to Wuchang fish, you can't fail to mention the Yellow Crane Tower, as a famous restaurant in history, the Wuchang fish of the Yellow Crane Tower can be said to be the most authentic, the night breeze came to the Yellow Crane Tower, close to the window, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of "the lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River skyline flows" is saved, and the fresh and fragrant Wuchang fish is tasted over and over again.

Although the night breeze is just an ordinary person's dress, but because of its handsome and flawless temperament, it is still eye-catching after all, and the diners upstairs can't help but secretly praise when they see the night breeze: What a beautiful young man with a good demeanor, even Song Yu and Pan An in ancient times are just like this, if they don't see a long sword on the table, they will probably think that they are a scholar.

After eating, the night breeze left the Yellow Crane Tower and walked towards the East Lake, and when you come to Wuchang, you can't help but go to the East Lake, the East Lake is located in the eastern suburbs of Wuchang, standing on the shore, looking at the endless lake surface of the East Lake, the lake is sparkling, shining in the reflection of the sun. The fog on the lake purifies the small villages of mountains and forests far and far into a dreamlike world.

The old fisherman shook gently at the stern of the boat, making a light sound of water, and the sound of singing resounded from time to time on the bow of the boat, echoing on the surface of the lake.

Night Wind stood at the bow of the ship, and a pair of deep starry eyes seemed to melt together with the thick fog, full of mystery.

Since three months of traveling in Jiangnan, Yefeng's heart seems to have undergone another layer of baptism and transformation, among which the change in divine consciousness is the most significant, and now he seems to have returned to the bland, no longer as ostentatious as some time ago, of course, this is not to say that Yefeng's state of mind has reached the realm of everything at will, but after a transformation and baptism, it has become more refined and natural, and there will be no more easy fluctuations up and down before.

The fog is getting thicker.

The boat prize rhythmically plunged into the water, pulling up whirlpools, spun away quickly, and then gradually disappeared.

Night Wind pointed to a manor in the far southeast that had melted away from the mist and was faintly visible, and said, "What is that place?"

A trace of horror flashed across the old fisherman's face and said, "That's the famous 'Blue Water Villa' here, and the guest officer must not go there."

Night Wind suddenly wondered: "Since there is such a good place, why don't you go in and have a look." ”

The old fisherman sighed and said: "You don't know, guest officer, Bishui Villa is not a good place, legend has it that "Bishui Villa" lives in the famous masters of the rivers and lakes, and all the fishermen who are close to "Bishui Villa" have been thrown into the East Lake and fed to the fish in the lake. ”

A thick fog blew in, turning the entire estate into a confused white.

Night Wind's eyes flashed, as if he had seen through the thick fog, and he snorted coldly: "Bishui Villa!"

Lao Yu lost his words: "The guest officer wears a long sword, and he wants to be a person in the rivers and lakes." You should know that Blue Water Villa is not easy to provoke. ”

Night Breeze said lightly: "I don't have that leisure, uncle, is there a place to sell wine nearby." ”

Although he said this, but Ye Feng secretly moved in his heart, the name of Bishui Villa, of course Ye Feng is clear, and even recorded in the information of Huashan is very detailed, after all, it is rumored that this is the headquarters of the black kill, but unfortunately the night wind has not had time for a long time, so he did not pay attention to it, but since he has encountered it, how can the night wind not report the revenge of being attacked and killed back then, not to mention that the black kill has also attacked Huashan, it will be on for a while.

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