The sound of the flute suddenly started.

The song is like the vast sea, there are no waves for thousands of miles, the tide in the distance is slowly pushing closer, getting closer and faster, and then the waves are turbulent, the white waves are even the mountains, and the fish and whales in the tide are floating, the wind on the sea is howling and the gulls are flying, coupled with the water monsters and sea monsters, the demons make the tide, suddenly the icebergs float to, and suddenly the hot sea is like boiling, and the tide recedes and the level is like a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is turbulent, lurking in the silent place, and the listener is unconsciously ambushed, especially unguardable. Urging this song with internal strength can confuse people's minds in a short time.

Xiao Yin is like a grievance, like a cry, like a complaint, so that people can't help but outline a peerless master who is left behind and independent in front of their eyes.

And with the emergence of Xiao Yin, a small boat also appeared in the distance.

As far as the eye could see, I saw a cyan figure standing on top of a flat boat, coming from a distance.

The face is clear, the description is sparse, and there is a hint of wisdom in his eyes, he is not young next year, but no matter how you look at it, he will not be more than forty years old.

On the boat, there was still a woman in a gorgeous costume holding the boat, rippling in the blue waves, coming to the Sanssouci couple.

"Hahaha." Sanssouci jumped up from the bow of the boat and greeted the people in the distance: "Brother Huang, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your martial arts have improved again." ”

Woooooo

The people who came by boat were Huang Yaoshi, the owners of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, and his wife, Huang Yaoshi's song of the blue sea tide was infinitely powerful, and the sound of the flute echoed on the smooth surface of Taihu Lake, attracting countless fish and shrimp to the surface.

Hearing Zhu Hefeng say this, Huang Yaoshi, whose figure gradually became clearer, put down the jade flute in his hand and greeted him from afar:

"The period of Huashan's sword discussion is approaching, and the old man can't waste his time. Otherwise, the second time the sword, the first in the world once again fell into the hands of you, a fake Taoist priest who did not abide by the rules and precepts, wouldn't it be too wasteful! ”

"Hahaha." was called a false Taoist priest by Huang Yaoshi who did not abide by the rules and precepts, and Zhu Hefeng was not angry, but laughed on the contrary.

"Brother Huang is right, the younger brother is a fake Taoist priest who does not abide by the rules and precepts, and he has the Tao in his heart, so why bother with those so-called precepts. The stinky Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Tao is just that he can't eat grapes and says that grapes are sour! ”

"Haha, Brother Worry-Free is really the same as always." As he spoke, the two boats had already met together, and Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in a green robe, faced the Sanssouci couple and laughed.

Swish!

With a bit of sharp eyes, he glanced at the baby daughter hiding behind the cabin.

"Dad, mother." Huang Rong steamed all the soaked clothes on her body with internal strength, and when she saw her father and mother coming, she smiled, stepped forward, and said hello.

As he spoke, he also hugged one of his father's arms and began to be coquettish.

Huang Yaoshi glared at his precious daughter and said, "Ghost girl, you know how to run around all day, and you don't know how to stay well." ”

"Dad, Rong'er is very well-behaved." Huang Rong grimaced and shouted.

Feng Yu, who had not spoken, stepped forward, pinched his baby daughter's cheek, and said, "Good? You little girl, you have even learned to run away from home, what else do you dare not do. ”

Huang Rong raised a pair of tender white hands, protected her cheeks, and said, "Mother, I just follow my big brother and big sister for a few days, don't I do this every year?" ”

"It's not a runaway!"

By the end, the voices had become more legible.

Zhu Hefeng put one hand on Huang Rong's little head, kneaded her three thousand soft hair, and said with a smile: "Xiao Rong'er, if you leave home and don't say it, isn't that running away from home?" ”

The three thousand green silks that Huang Rong had just sorted out were messed up by Zhu Hefeng, and when she heard him say this again, she roared angrily:

"Ahh Big brother, you are really necrotic, you actually said that Rong'er, which side are you on? ”

Sanssouci said in a straightforward tone: "I am your father's friend, so naturally I am on your father's side." ”

"Humph!" Hearing Sanssanzi say this, Huang Rong couldn't help but snort coldly, turned her head and walked towards the stern, and said angrily, "It's bad, Rong'er ignores you!" ”

"Hahaha." Seeing that Huang Rong was angry, everyone couldn't help it, and burst out laughing one after another.

"Brother worry-free, it's not too late for me to go back to the old man's disciple's Guiyunzhuang first." Finding their baby daughter, Huang Yaoshi and his wife breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts and immediately said.

Zhu Hefeng said with a smile: "What Brother Huang said is that this is not the place to speak. ”

As he spoke, the two boats walked side by side and headed straight in the direction of Guiyunzhuang.

"Disciple Qu Lingfeng/Wu Mianfeng/Lu Chengfeng/Feng Mofeng." When the group returned to Guiyunzhuang, Lu Chengfeng and the others had already known who was coming from the blue sea tide song that came from the lake, and the four brothers rushed out of the village.

The two-leaf boat had just docked, and the four senior brothers all knelt on the ground and said in unison, "Welcome to the master and the master." ”

"Get up!" Huang Yaoshi said in a somewhat impatient tone.

"Master Xie." Qu Lingfeng and the other four agreed and stood up from the ground.

After simply testing the martial arts of these four disciples, Huang Yaoshi was still satisfied with their progress during this time, but Lu Guanying's martial arts committee was really unsightly.

"Guanying, you will stay with the old man during this time, and I will personally train you for a few days." Thinking of the martial arts of the two disciples of the Quanzhen Sect that he saw on the road, Lu Guanying can only be regarded as ordinary martial arts, and in the eyes of Huang Yaoshi, it can be described as extremely poor, so he commanded at the moment.

"Thank you." Hearing Huang Yaoshi say this, Lu Guanying was overjoyed, he had always known that this master was one of the seven peers in the world, and his martial arts were at the peak, and he could follow him and receive training for a period of time, which could be said to be inexhaustible.

When Wu Mianfeng, Qu Lingfeng and others heard this, they couldn't help but secretly envy themselves.

When he arrived in Guiyunzhuang, Lu Chengfeng naturally would not treat his master and wife badly, and arranged the best room for them to stay.

If it weren't for knowing that this teacher had never liked vulgar etiquette, Lu Chengfeng would have been eager to organize all the bandits in Taihu Lake to welcome this teacher.

Rao is like this, Qu Lingfeng, Wu Mianfeng, Feng Mofeng, and Lu Chengfeng, the four brothers, knowing that the teacher likes elegant things, also took out the calligraphy and painting antiques that had been prepared long ago and presented them to the teacher.

In this way, when everything was ready, it was already late at night.

Under the night, the sky is like a pitch-black satin spread out, and the twinkling stars seem to be black and bright gems.

Reflected together, sprinkled in Guiyunzhuang, making the whole Zhuangzi more quiet and deep, the night breeze blowing, the lotus flower is elegant, the fragrance of peach blossoms, diffuse, into the mouth and nose.

It's late at night, in the backyard. The lights in the two rooms had not yet been extinguished, and several figures were reflected.