3. Changtian Festival (China)
"So that's the case, no wonder, no wonder!" Yu Wenluo could see and hear clearly, and couldn't help but sigh again and again.
"What's the wonder?" Ning Lang was still amazed by the silk robe.
"No wonder there are so many young masters here, and they are all extremely outstanding from each faction." Yu Wenluo's gaze swept over those people and he was once again impressed.
Ning Lang blinked, looking at Yu Wenluo suspiciously, not quite understanding what this 'Heavenly Silk Clothes' had to do with the masters of various factions.
"Don't you understand?" Yuwen Luo glanced at Ning Lang and raised his hand to pat his head, "I didn't expect you to understand." β
"Big brother." Ning Lang tore off the hand above his head.
"Did you hear what Master Qiu Zhuang said just now?" Yu Wenluo let go of his head and said, "The meaning of that sentence is, to put it bluntly: this 'Lan Yin Biyue' I am too lazy to fight anymore when I am old, you young people go and grab it, but first compare and contrast in my Changtian Mountain Villa, let me weigh your catties, and I will give him a little reward for the most outstanding person." β
"Oh, I know this, the owner of the Qiu Village said it just now."
"Focus on this reward." Yuwen Luo's eyebrows jumped, "This 'Tiansi Clothes' is hand-woven by the pearl in the palm of the owner of Qiu Zhuang, do you understand?" Who would a woman knit? Her husband, of course! Old man Qiu made it clear that he was picking a son-in-law! Not only is it picking a son-in-law, but also picking 'Lord Ranking'! Today's leader is the son-in-law of tomorrow's Changtian Mountain Villa, and the emperor of the martial arts of the day after tomorrow! β
"Huh?" Ning Lang's eyes widened, obviously it was just a young man who competed in martial arts, how could he have so much meaning?
"So, look at the people in this garden, which one is not a well-known young man on the rivers and lakes?!" Yu Wenluo raised his hand, "Who of these people doesn't want to be the 'Lord of Lan Yinling'?" If you can get the support of Changtian Villa, one of the six great families, it can be said that you have put a finger on the 'Lan Yin Ling'! β
Yu Wenluo glanced at the 'Tencel' clothes, and then he was a little envious, "Besides, Miss Qiu is a famous beauty in the rivers and lakes, 'Autumn Water Waves are absolutely charming' is not a lie, I also want to marry such a beauty and become the 'Lord of Lan Yinling'." β
"Then why don't you just go to the martial arts competition too?" Ning Lang is very honest in his advice.
"Humph!" Yu Wenluo gritted his teeth, "I want to have such good martial arts!" β
"That ......"
"That's that, look at it! It's only for the sake of watching! Yu Wenluo hung his head and was a little deflated, "And if I dare to go up, my eldest brother won't blow my head off...... By the way, brother, I am from the Yuwen family, you know, right? β
"Huh?" Ning Lang was surprised.
Yuwen Luo was completely desperate when he saw his appearance, "But as soon as I saw the silver spear on your back, I knew that you were a member of the Ning family, and I have been together for nearly a month, but you don't even know that I am a member of the Yuwen family?!" And ......" pointed to Yuwenfeng in the small pavilion, "Can the person surnamed Yuwen who can sit with Qiu Changtian be an ordinary person?" Your mind won't turn a few more times at first glance! β
"You are not the only one in the world with the surname Yuwen, and not necessarily only people from the Yuwen family can sit with the owner of Qiuzhuang." Ning Lang said something clever at this time, blocking Yu Wenluo's mouth.
Yu Wenluo looked at Ning Lang, and then nodded, "Under my wise teaching, you have really grown. Come, I'll teach you some more people. As he spoke, he pointed to the small pavilion, "The white-faced and slightly chubby one sitting next to my eldest brother and smiling kindly is Hua Qinghe, the eldest son of the Baizhou Hua family, and he also has a younger sister, who is a beauty on the same level as Miss Qiu, 'The flower shadow is Tianzi, and the autumn water is absolutely charming' These two sentences are the two beauties of Wulin, one north and one southβββ Hua Fushu and Qiu Hengbo, I haven't seen Qiu Hengbo yet, but Hua Fushu ......" Speaking of this, Yu Wenluo narrowed his eyes, as if recalling the appearance of Miss Hua, and his face was full of yearning," The natural charm of the flower shadow is indeed sparse! β
"Oh." Ning Lang, who was yearning for Yuwen Luo, didn't react much, and pointed to the small pavilion, "Then, who is sitting behind Senior Nan?" β
Yu Wenluo looked at the person, and said with a straight face: "Mei Hongming, the head disciple of Taoluomen, don't look at him as a weak scholar, but he is a powerful person, I would rather provoke my eldest brother than Taoluomen!" β
"Why?"
"'Light Blue Sword, Cangyun Knife, Wind and Mist Palm, Peach Falling Device' is talking about the respective strengths of the four major factions. Taoluomen dominates the rivers and lakes is a hidden weapon, compared to the sword and fist, the hidden weapon is something that cannot be prevented, and the hidden weapon of Taoluomen specializes in hitting people with strange meridians and eight veins, which will damage your success, and abolish martial arts or give away your life, so the most frightening of the four major factions is not the wind and mist faction of the five generations of 'Lan Lingyin Lord', but the peach and fog faction that has always only swept the snow in front of the door. And don't look at the names they take for those secret weapons, they are all very elegant, what 'spring night silk rain, summer lotus, autumn wind and white dew, winter plum blooming snow', the more beautiful the name, the more vicious. β
"Oh." Ning Lang said that he remembered.
"The woman with a cold face in a Taoist dress who looks good is Shang Pinghan, the eldest disciple of Nanling Feixue Temple, the tall and bearded woman is Wei Lang, the big boss of Wuyun Village, and the one who is wearing a red dress and holding a whisk is the 'Buddha's Hand Three Thousand' Jinque Lou ......"
Here, Yu Wenluo was busy introducing the characters of the rivers and lakes to Ning Lang, and Qiu Changtian was explaining the rules of the competition.
"This time it's just a martial arts friend, so Qiu didn't put any ring, so he took the two open spaces in front of this pavilion as a platform, everyone compared, and the point can be reached, don't hurt the harmony, and please don't damage the flowers and wood utensils in the court, this is the little girl's hard work."
After saying this, some people felt that they were not very happy, but thinking about the name of Qiu Chang Tianrenxia, it was normal to make such a request, and then looking around at this elegant garden, thinking that these were all from Miss Qiu's hands, those heroes couldn't help but be satisfied.
"The competition can be a literary fight or a martial arts fight, but it depends on your minds. Okay, Qiu won't say much, and whoever is willing to be the first person will come up. β
As soon as Qiu Changtian's voice fell, there were many people who wanted to be the "first person", but they just ...... All eyes moved to the small pavilion, weighed and pondered, and finally hesitated, so the garden fell into a condensed silence.
After a while, someone finally broke this silence and stepped forward, clenched his fists, and said with some anticipation: "Dare to ask if the seventh young man and the second son will participate?" β
This sentence is the voice of many people, and finally someone asked, and suddenly the eyes of the whole garden looked at the person who asked gratefully, and then looked at the two people in the pavilion full of hope. Although fame and martial arts may not be the same, but ...... It would be great if these two didn't participate!
Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng also looked at Lan Qi and Ming Er with a smile.
"Heh......" Lan Qiyu fan shook, and the blue eyes turned around, and the people in the garden felt that their souls were hooked by something, and some couldn't shake themselves. Today is very rare, but when you meet the second son of Ming here, how can you miss it. β
To put it mildly, it is charming and seductive, and the heroes lost their souls for a moment, and then had an epiphany.
Of course, Ben Shao will participate, but you Ben Shao didn't pay attention to it, and the opponent is just one Ming Er.
The originally silent garden snorted one after another, and the heaviest humming was in the small pavilion.
"Where, it should be in the next place to take this rare opportunity to ask the heroes and the seven young men for advice." Ming Er got up and arched his hand, his demeanor was calm and elegant, his eyes looked around at a circle of heroes, with a faint smile on his face, and everyone was happy to see it.
Sure enough, demons just can't be compared with immortals! The heroes breathed a sigh of relief.
A cold and arrogant figure walked out of the pavilion.
"Yu Wenfeng is not talented, he is the first person to be this person, and he asks all the heroes for advice." Yu Wenfeng clenched his fists, his eyes scanned the garden, and then landed on Lan Qi, and he didn't move as if he had taken root.
Everyone held their breath, the eldest prince of Yuwen against the seven young people of the Shanglan family, who wins and who loses?
"Hehe......" Lan Qi laughed, the jade fan shook and swayed, the hairband on the side of his shoulder fluttered and fluttered, and the romantic and evil charms were all over the garden, "This time it is really not a false act, you can actually see the Yuwen Grand Duke bare-handed against the heroes of the world, it is really the first person in the world who has never been seen before or since!" Fortunately, Ben Shao is such a blessed person! β
As soon as these words came out, Yu Wenfeng's arrogant eyes suddenly became a little colder, but after the heroes in the garden stayed for a while, they were surprised, and some began to appreciate the "blue demon" who was still hating just now.
"Big brother seems to be in danger this time." Yu Wenluo watched from afar, but only sighed.
"Why?" Ning Lang was puzzled.
"The eldest brother originally challenged Lan Qishao, but Qishao not only pushed it but also forced my eldest brother to fight the enemy empty-handed, until he defeated the opponent in this garden or was defeated." Yu Wenluo was worried.
"Senior Qiu didn't stipulate that weapons were not allowed to be used just now? And your eldest brother doesn't have to obey Lan ...... The command of the seven young people. Ning Lang said.
"How can a proud man like my eldest brother be talked about." Yuwen Luo glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Lan Qi who was shaking a fan in the small pavilion, "It really makes sense for this person to be called 'Blue Demon'." β
Ning Lang couldn't help pursing his lips when he heard this, and what he wanted to say finally shut up.
Yu Wenfeng glanced at Lan Qi fiercely, then turned around and said proudly: "Yu Wenfeng asked the heroes for advice with a pair of fleshy palms. β
Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng glanced at each other when they heard this, and they each frowned, but they didn't say anything.
When the heroes in the garden heard this, they were immediately angry and happy.
It's true that you Yuwenfeng is the eldest son of the Yuwen family, it's right that you became famous in martial arts as a teenager, and it's right that your red dragon whip rarely encounters opponents in the rivers and lakes, but it's a big mistake for you to speak wildly in public and dare to be empty-handed to the heroes of the world! No matter how crazy Lan Qi is, he is not as proud and complacent as you, and he still knows that there is an opponent, Ming Er, who has not yet said that he is invincible in the world!
After some indignation, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
The red dragon whip of the Yuwen family is not easy to provoke, this Yuwen Feng is even more unprovoked, arrogant and arrogant, I don't know how many people I offended as soon as I came out of the rivers and lakes, but the martial arts are really high, I don't know how many famous veterans were swept away by his whip and their fame, but at this time he dared to fight against the heroes of the garden with a pair of empty hands...... Hmph, when will the old hatred and new grudge not be reported at this time!
"Jin Que Lou has the courage to ask Prince Yuwen for advice."
When everyone was still thinking about whether to be the first person to challenge Yu Wenfeng, who was ten percent of his spirit and skill at the moment, a handsome voice sounded, and then a tall man dressed in red got up and walked towards Yu Wenfeng.
"It turned out to be the 'Buddha's Hand Three Thousand' Jin Daxia." Yu Wenfeng raised his eyes and looked at this first opponent.
"Yes." Jin Que Lou dusted up, "Please also ask Yuwen Gongzi's subordinates to be merciful." β
"You and I will do our best to compete, that is, what kind words to say." Yu Wenfeng sneered.
"Please." Jin Que Lou is in a positive posture.
"Let me understand that the 'Buddha's Hand 3000' is really 3,000 changes."
Yu Wenfeng handed his left palm as he spoke, grabbed the dust of the bend of the arm of the Jin Que Building, which seemed to be an understatement, and when he was halfway through, the palm was as fast as the wind, and he arrived in front of the Jin Que Tower in the blink of an eye.
Good! Some people shouted secretly, and some people broke out in a cold sweat, if they had changed themselves just now, they might not be able to hide.
"Jin Daxia's dust is really not just for people to see."
Yu Wenfeng said lightly, but the hand did not stop, the outstretched left palm posture changed, and cut horizontally to the three thousand dust silk hanging on the side of the arm of the Jin Que Building, the palm was light but hidden with the sound of wind and thunder, Jin Que Lou did not dare to stay slow, with a wave of his hand, the dust was raised, and the three thousand dust silk had turned into a ribbon wrapped around the cut palm, Yu Wenfeng did not dodge or dodge, and the palm of his hand was spread out and went towards the dust, and the appearance seemed to be automatically sent to his palm, Jin Que Lou secretly screamed when he saw it, but the look on his face did not move, and in an instant, the wrist turned, and the dark strength in the palm was destroyed, Suddenly, the ribbons spread out, and one by one they pierced Yu Wenfeng's left palm like steel needles, seeing that the dust was only inches away from the palm, if it was firmly pierced, this hand was afraid that it would be wasted.
"Ahh Some people couldn't help but exclaim.
"Humph!" I only heard Yu Wenfeng snort coldly, and everyone saw a piece of sleeve slipping down in time as if they had seen a miracle, blocking all the dust, and before they had time to cheer for this trick, they saw the sleeves rolled, and suddenly the dust was gone, and the sleeves were raised, and the sound of "Zhengzheng" was heard, and then the sleeves and the dust were separated, and the person also took a step back.
They stared at each other for a moment, and finally Jin Que Lou hugged his fists and said, "I lost." Then he turned and walked down.
Everyone in the garden couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this, the two of them fought for a while, but it was already a few moments, and it was so wonderful to fight with just one hand, if you let go of your hands and feet to try the competition, it will be a rare and wonderful competition, and when you are concentrating on your heartstrings, someone admits defeat, and you have not yet decided the winner.