The right arm and the red tassel came down from the top of Longhu Mountain, and on the way I heard that Huashan on the sword was changed to Huangshan on the sword, I felt a little strange, and the right arm smiled: "Ying'er, since the imperial court changed the Huashan sword to the Huangshan sword, and the Yellow Mountain is not far from us, so we don't dare to have time, so we just play near Longhu Mountain for a few more days." ”

"It's okay to be in a hurry, have you forgotten the fire, it can take us to spread our wings and fly high!" Red Tassel tapped the tattoo on her right arm and smiled.

"Oh, why have you been forgetting things lately? It's getting dark, so let's stay at the inn in front of us tonight." His right arm pointed to a courtyard in front of him and smiled.

"Good. Red Ying's hand on her right arm went to the inn and stayed.

Put down the things, rest in the room for a while, Hongying pulled her right arm and went to the restaurant on the first floor to eat, not long after sitting down, just about to move the chopsticks to eat, suddenly a person patted her right arm from behind, Hongying's shoulder and said: "Brother of the right arm, Senior Sister Hongying, we have been looking for you for a few days, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Little junior brother, what are you looking for us? Who else do you mean to come to Longhu Mountain with you?" Hongying hurriedly asked, pouring a cup of tea for the white-clothed scholar.

"Senior sister, right-arm brother, something is wrong. Many juniors and disciples died of witchcraft, and the seven orifices bled out, sprouted, and blossomed and died. In the end, I found out that everything was done by Zao Wou-Ki and Kong Peony, and Senior Sister Lu Yin had been killed by Zao Wou-Ki. Today's Zao Wou-Ki is no longer our senior brother, he is proficient in martial arts, and he can also use martial arts Tai Chi swordsmanship and some witchcraft. I don't know what happened to the old man, but after I escaped, I met the master of Meiwu in Lanxi Lake, and came with her to look for you. The white-clothed scholar took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Miss Green is dead? Isn't it? How could things have come to this, the last time I saw that Zao Wou-Ki was still chubby, people's hearts are unpredictable, I didn't expect him to become so evil, it's really unbelievable. The right arm was taken aback. Hongying was a little sad, her hand trembled slightly, she put down the chopsticks in her hand, covered her nose and mouth with one hand, was silent for a long time, her heart was uneasy, and she didn't know what was going on with the very door now.

"You met the master of the Meiwu piano? is the legendary number one qin god in the world. Hongying was surprised.

"I have also heard the master mention this person, it is said that she is high and low, high and arrogant, her piano skills are extraordinary, and her sonic skills are unique in the martial arts, but she has retired to the rivers and lakes for many years, and few people have seen her. I think that when the Qing soldiers attacked Youzhou, all the generals in the city fought on the battlefield and never returned, and the people fled out of the city one after another and left the country. When hundreds of thousands of Qing soldiers attacked Youzhou, Youzhou was almost an empty city, the owner of the Meiwu piano alone held the qin and climbed the city tower, only played a song "East Wind Breaking", the wind was strong, the wind and sand were rising, covering the sky and the sun, between the hundreds of thousands of Qing soldiers who were swaying in the wind or were split in half by the air flow of the strings, or were bled by the seven orifices of the piano sound, or were pierced by the sound of the piano, so that their blood flowed into a river and the whole army was wiped out, which was also the biggest defeat of the Qing soldiers in the south, and also in exchange for decades of peace in the south of Youzhou. The right arm took a sip of tea and said with a faint smile.

"Yes, she is the master of Lanxi Lake Meiwu Piano Dugu Shanglian. It seems that my lady is really a household name. The white-clothed scholar smiled.

"Your lady?" Hongying exclaimed, patted the white-clothed scholar on the shoulder, and clasped her fists with both hands, "I don't see it, your kid's ability is not small, the qin god has made you soak in your hands, senior sister admires and admires!"

"Where, where, senior sister smiled! This is all destined fate. The white-clothed scholar blushed suddenly.

"By the way, I've been listening to you, where is the Qin God Man?" said with a smile as his right arm looked around.

"Oh, not long after we finished eating, I had just gone to the front desk to settle the bill, and she went down to the courtyard of the inn to play the piano. The white-clothed scholar smiled and pointed down, a blue-haired woman in the courtyard wearing a blue satin jacquard dress and a goose yellow down shawl, she was sitting cross-legged with a guqin, closing her eyes and pondering for a long time, and then calmly plucked the strings, Tongqin made a dull sound, as if black clouds were pressing down on the city, making people feel depressed and suffocated. Then, she played a sonorous and powerful melody, like the moon opening in the clouds, giving people hope, confidence and encouragement. Suddenly, she waved her hands on the strings, and the melody changed in a myriad of ways, sometimes like waves hitting the shore, sometimes like whispering. Later, the strings emitted a tragic and desolate mourning tone, like weeping and complaining, flying outside the courtyard, and the water in the courtyard seemed to be whimpering. The listeners all stopped what they were doing, understood it in their hearts, and made friends with it.

"Wonderful, wonderful! Her song "Guangling San" is so beautiful, Ji Kang is also so level. Xiao Mo, what are you still doing in a daze, take us down to meet you, a legendary lady. Hongying praised again and again, and said that Hongying and her right arm followed the white-clothed scholar to the courtyard and saw the master of Meiwuqin.

"Lian'er, this is my senior sister Hongying, this is the right-arm brother. The white-clothed scholar smiled, and the master of the Meiwu piano smiled and bent down to salute,

"Senior Sister Hongying, brother with the right arm, this is my lady Dugu Shanglian. You've all heard her story, so I won't go into it. The white-clothed scholar smiled.

"I'm glad to be glad to meet you! The name of the master of the Meiwu piano is like thunder, I have heard of it a long time ago! When I saw it today, I was really full of energy and extraordinary temperament!" said with a smile on his right arm.

My little brother is really blessed, he met the god of the piano in the world, and he got married, which is really a beautiful thing in life. As Xiao Mo's senior sister, I'm really happy for him! Qin Shen is so young and beautiful, I will call you Sister Lian in the future, so it looks kind. Hongying smiled as she held her right arm's hand.

The right arm smiled: "Okay, okay, senior sister has a sweet mouth." Since everyone was so happy, let's go into the inn to drink tea together, and talk while drinking tea. Several people walked into the inn together and asked for a pot of good Lushan clouds.

"Today, when I heard the pianist Yasong, the technique of playing "Guangling San" is so profound, it is not for Ji Kangmo to compete with you back then. I have also heard of "Guangling San", according to legend, during the Wei and Jin dynasties, in the bamboo forest of Ji Gong in the land of ancient mountains and yang, there was a group of scribes, who were known as the seven sages of the bamboo forest. Hehe, among the seven sages of the bamboo forest, Ji Kang is the most handsome, legend has it that Ji Kang is so handsome that he is regarded as a fairy, and he is talented. The right arm looked at the master of the Meiwu Qin and praised.

"Brother Right Arm, I know the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, it is said that all of them behave absurdly and uninhibited, especially that Liu Ling is the most interesting, often drinking wine and burying himself wherever he is drunk, haha......" The white-clothed scholar put down the tea cup in his hand and laughed loudly.

"It seems that Childe is also involved in piano music, and he feels like a bosom friend. Master Meiwu smiled.

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are what I like in my life, and I know a little bit about it. Dare to ask the piano owner, for example, the song "Guangling San" just now, how did you play such a piece so brilliantly. He clenched his right arm into a fist and asked.

"To play the piano, it is not enough to rely on the proficiency of fingering, but also to understand the content and spirit of the song, and to melt your own feelings into the music, and to move yourself in order to move people. Master Meiwuqin took a sip of tea and pondered for a while.

"Hehe, the master of the piano is high! Specifically, I would like to hear about it. The right arm laughed.

The master of the Meiwu piano stroked the piano in his hand and said slowly: "Then I will tell you about the past and present life of this ancient song "Guangling San". It turned out that this ancient song was spread in the Guangling area, which is today's Yangzhou, called "Guangling San". "San" is the name of a piano song. "Guangling San" describes the story of the warrior Nie Zheng's assassination of the King of Han. ”

"Well, I've heard that story too. Hongying smiled.

According to legend, during the Warring States Period, Nie Zheng's father cast a sword for King Han, violated the deadline and was killed by King Han. Nie Zheng found an opportunity to sneak into the palace to assassinate King Han to avenge his father, but after being discovered by the guards, he fled into the mountains. He heard that King Han liked to listen to the piano, so he wanted to pretend to be a luthier to approach King Han. In Mount Tai, he invited a teacher to teach him to play the piano, and after ten years of hard work, his superb piano skills made pedestrians stop, cattle and horses stopped, and learned to go out of the mountain. In order to pass the level without being recognized, he painted his cheeks and smashed his teeth with stones, and in order to change his voice, he swallowed coals to make his throat hoarse, and after years he finally played the piano well. One day, he played the piano under the gate of the capital, "the audience is blocked, the horses and cows stop listening", and the Koreans were conquered by his piano skills. When King Han learned that there was such a piano player, he sent someone to bring him into the palace to perform. The opportunity for revenge came, and when he entered the palace, Nie Zheng hid the dagger in the belly of the piano. His piano music won the praise of the king of Han and the ministers. At this moment, Nie Zheng suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed King Han to death. Then, he cut off his eyelids, lips, nose, and ears, completely ruined his face, and killed himself. The Koreans threw him on the streets, hanging his daughter, and learned the Assassin's surname and place of origin. When Nie Zheng's mother heard the news, she guessed that only her own son could do such a thing, so she came to the corpse, picked up the corpse and wept loudly, and said to the onlookers: "This is my son Nie Zheng, who killed the tyrant in order to avenge his father, and was disfigured for fear of affecting his family. But how can I be greedy for life and not let my son become famous in the world!" she cried to death, and finally died of exhaustion. After Master Meiwu finished speaking, everyone's eyes moistened.

"Nie Zhengshi is a righteous hero!" the white-clothed scholar stood up and blurted out.

Later, Ji Kang realized that "Guangling San" was going to be used after being told, and he talked about it superbly, and he left a name with the qin. Later, after Ji Kang was killed by Sima Zhao, fortunately, "Guangling San" was not lost, it first tossed between the hands and mouths of the pianists, and after more than 900 years, it was finally recorded in the book "Magical Secret Score" by the musician Zhu Quan, becoming one of the longest guqin songs. Master Meiwu pondered for a long time and said slowly.

"I know this, Ji Kang played the last song before he died. In 262 AD, the ruler Sima Zhao ordered Ji Kang to be executed. On the execution ground, 3,000 students petitioned the imperial court, asking for Ji Kang's pardon and worshipping Ji Kang as his teacher, which showed Ji Kang's academic status and personality charm to the society, but of course this "unreasonable demand" would not be accepted by those in power. At this moment, what Ji Kang is thinking about is not that his radiant life is about to end, but that there is no successor to a beautiful piece of music. He asked for a piano, on the high torture platform, in the face of thousands of people who came to see him off, he asked for a piano, and played the last "Guangling San", the sound of the piano, the mysterious tune, overwhelming, floated into everyone's heart. The passionate and tragic sound of the piano moved the onlookers to weep and shed tears. He put away the piano and raised his head and sighed to Changtian: "It's not a pity for me to die, it's a pity that "Guangling San" is going to be lost!" After playing, Ji Kang calmly poked his head, and he was only thirty-nine years old at the time. Dark times always can't tolerate the ultimate soul. The right arm sighed.

"So, I told Lian'er that when the world is peaceful in the future, I will retire to the rivers and lakes with her and be at ease. The human heart is too dark to look directly and browse. The white-clothed scholar hugged the master of Meiwu and sighed.

"However, now that the Ming Dynasty has sunset, the world is rising, and the demons are raging, I am afraid that the lives will be ruined again. Only by upholding justice can we be worthy of the morality of the rivers and lakes and be proud of heaven and earth!"

"Brother Right-armed, what are your plans for next, where are you going?" said the white-clothed scholar with a smile.

"Prepare to ride Huo'er to Qingcheng Mountain with Ying'er tomorrow, find the last poem fairy sword mystery, practice the dragon god slash, go to Huangshan to participate in the Huangshan sword debate, and try the edge!" said excitedly with his right arm.

"Excuse me, who is Huo'er?" asked the master of the Meiwu violin, looking left and right, puzzled.

"Huo'er is a flamingo given to me by Taishan Mansion, and now I should sleep in his tattoo. Hongying looked at the master of Meiwu, pointed to the tattoo on her right arm and smiled.

"Flamingo, show me your tattoos!" the owner of the Murwood suddenly tensed.

The right arm stretched out his hand and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the tattoos, which were now gradually changing into crimson patterns of various flamingos, and like ancient hieroglyphs that were staggering, the owner of the Meiwu piano grabbed the tattoo and pressed a flamingo pattern hard, and a beam of flame "bang" flew into the sky, and everyone was shocked, and a flamingo flew out of the tattoo. Master Meiwuqin smiled: "As expected, my master is a Nanshan immortal of Meishan, he once said that once the flamingo tattoo appears, the world will change the sky, the demon world will once again wreak havoc on the world, and the descendants of the dragon clan will take on the responsibility of saving the world." I think you should be the descendant of the dragon god pride. ”

The right arm smiled and said: "The master of the piano, how do you know my background? Does the master of the piano know my name?" The right arm said as he said, and suddenly remembered the poem in the cave of the Jinding Cliff of Wudang Mountain:

The thousand-year-old catastrophe is difficult to quell, and the Golden Dome fell into the abyss.

Returning to the sword mound, Taihe Mountain, the descendant of the sword god.

Three repairs and three refinements of tattoo flames, the cave heaven and blessed land bitterly become immortals,

The phoenix nirvana dragon god slashed, and then punished the evil and sacrificed to the heavens.

"Childe and flamingo symbiosis, that is undoubtedly the descendant of the dragon clan; if you want to know the specific life experience of Childe, my master Nanshan Immortal mentioned a person, he is my ancestor - Zigui Vanilla Valley Lord Qu Tianji, Qu Tianji penetrates the heavenly machine, the ghosts and gods are unpredictable, and he is the only one in the world today who knows everything about the prehistoric gods and demons. The Lord of the Plum Wood looked at the flamingos in the sky and spoke eloquently.

"May I ask the Qin Master, can I find this Qu senior when I go to Zigui Herb Valley?" asked eagerly with his right arm widening his eyes.

"I heard the master say, my master likes to ride his white crane around the world, his whereabouts are erratic, my master Nanshan immortals rarely see him again after the teacher, occasionally hyacinth letters, from the northwest wind, southeast wind to know its whereabouts. When Ou Yezi cast the Heaven and Earth Divine Sword in Yefu Mountain, Lujiang County, he needed to take the wisdom of the world, the herbal essence, vanilla essence quenched, through the hyacinth to ask my ancestor, he actually brought vanilla essence to Lujiang Yefu Mountain to see him, and in the next hundreds of years, no one has seen my ancestor. I also saw his old man's appearance in the portrait of the ancestor of Nanshan Xuanmen, with white hair and white beard, and fairy wind bones. If you want to find the ancestor, I don't think it's going to be easy!I'm afraid it depends on chance!" Master Meiwu took a sip of tea and smiled.

"I am familiar with Lujiang Ye's father mountain, the Tai'a sword in my hand is cast by Ou Yezi, and the cadre Mo Ye's sword cast by his daughter Mo Ye's flesh and blood is also on me, I think these are my fate with Qu Lao, it shouldn't be difficult to find him. The right arm laughed.

"Lian'er, right-arm brother, I heard the master say that the fish intestine sword in my hand was also forged by that Ou Yezi senior. Hehe, I also want to meet this Vanilla Valley Lord, and I also want to visit the Ouyezi seniors. The white-clothed scholar touched the fish intestine sword on his waist and smiled.

"Well, Xiao Mo, when we find the last poem immortal sword mystery book in Qingcheng Mountain, let's go to Zigui and Lujiang to find Qu seniors. Moreover, Zhan Lu and Chunjun in the Seven Divine Swords of Heaven and Earth were also cast by Ou Yezi's predecessors, and their whereabouts are still unknown, and we are still looking for them. His right arm patted the hand of the white-clothed scholar and smiled.

"Okay, right-arm brother, a word is a deal!" the white-clothed scholar smiled, reaching out and high-fives his right arm as an oath.

"Hearing Sister Lian say this, I want to go to this herb valley to see, just hearing the name is quite beautiful and fascinating. Hongying smiled as she held her right arm's hand.

"Definitely. Legend has it that the Herb Valley is a fairyland on earth, the whole valley is full of green herbs, the air is filled with a faint intoxicating fragrance, the flowers and butterflies are intoxicated, and the insects and birds sing for it. In particular, there is a singing cuckoo in the valley, and the cuckoo sings the most ancient poems in four words. When sitting cross-legged and playing the guqin, hovering above his head and singing, the fragrance of grass is overflowing, the music of the piano is harmonious, refreshing people's hearts, there is also a kind of rainbow-colored periwinkle and light blue fluorescent phalaenopsis in the herb valley, especially this kind of phalaenopsis is not only beautiful and elegant, but also particularly naughty and lovely, when the sun rises, their petals fly from the leaf stalk to the air and become butterflies, bathed in the sun and fragrance dance, when the moon rises, they fly back to the leaf stalk to collect the buds, wander in the flowers to enjoy the hazy moonlight in the valley. When my master Nanshan Immortal followed his ancestor over there to cultivate immortals, he went there once, and occasionally remembered it and sighed very. After drinking a cup of tea, the Meiwu piano master smiled slowly, and everyone was intoxicated by the herb valley in her mouth.

"Sister Lian, it's so beautiful, hearing Sister Lian say this, my heart has already flown to Vanilla Valley. Hongying closed her eyes, her chin in her hands, and fell into a longing for the beauty of Vanilla Valley.

"Hehe, so you're still a nymphomaniac. Alright, alright, I'll take you to Vanilla Valley!" said with a smile as he gently tapped Hongying's head with his right arm.