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Chapter 67 examines the martial arts and shakes the zither

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Rui and Zhi Yan had breakfast in an inn, and then they each rode to Huangshan Mansion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Rui's mood at this time was very different from a few days ago, the two of them walked slowly, talking and laughing along the way, watching the scenery along the way, and feeling very happy.

Feng Rui said: "I have heard for a long time that the seventy-two peaks of Huangshan are verdant and towering, and the sea of clouds, hot springs, strange pines, strange stones, these 'four strange' landscapes are even more famous in the world, since we go to Huangshan Mansion, why not take a trip to Huangshan?"

Zhi Yan said with a smile: "Wuyue returns without looking at the mountain, and Huangshan returns without looking at Yue, since you come to Huangshan Mansion and don't visit Huangshan, isn't it in vain?"

At noon on this day, the two had arrived at Huangshan Mansion and soon found the "Providence Inn".

Zhi Yan said: "Anyway, the family teacher will come here tomorrow, why don't we have a good time today, how about it?"

Feng Rui is a young man's nature, and he has the certainty of winning Xie Xiang, so he readily agrees at the moment.

Huangshan Mansion is an important town in Anhui Province, and the scenery is very prosperous. The streets are full of traffic.

There are a variety of snacks and takeaways, and juggling and performing arts are even more common. The buildings are magnificent and imposing.

The two talked and laughed all the way, watched the scenery by the roadside, felt the customs, relaxed and happy, and Zhiyan seemed to have returned home. While talking and laughing, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered under a big tree on the side of the road ahead.

The two were curious, and immediately squeezed into the crowd.

I saw a big man with a fleshy face holding a glittering ghost head knife in his palm, pointing at an old man with a thin torso in front of him, and roaring: "Isn't it just a few taels of scrap copper and rotten iron, and I still need to pay for it?"

Feng Rui stared at it, but saw that the big man with a full face was actually carrying a sharp blade in his palm - a "treasure knife", and couldn't help but say in his heart: "Look at this person's figure and footwork, even if he has practiced martial arts, it must be a few three-legged cats, but I don't know where this sharp blade in his palm came from?"

The thin old man said angrily: "I'm a knife seller, you don't pay for breaking my knife, isn't it obvious that you are bullying people?!"

The "horizontal meat" man sneered and said, "What about bullying people? Isn't it a shame for you to sell such a broken blunt knife? Let me tell you, my eldest brother is working under the Mongols, and your last trick is bright, otherwise it will make you look good!" With that, he struck a knife on the knife stand with a wave of his hand, and with a "dang" sound, the knife was cut in two.

The old man's wrinkled face changed color with anger, trembling all over, and he couldn't speak.

At that time, it was the seventeenth year of the succession of Yuan Chengzong Timur, although the Mongols had ruled the Central Plains for decades, but they still seemed to regard themselves as guests, without distress, softly destroying and grabbing the things of the master's house, and dividing the world into hierarchies. Therefore, although the onlookers saw that this "horizontal meat" was arrogant, they were silent.

The "horizontal meat" put the knife back into the sheath and said, "Who wants to buy such a blunt knife? You better get out of here as soon as possible!" The words were very disdainful. However, as soon as his voice fell, he overheard a person: "I'll buy it." ”

Hengrou suddenly turned his head, but saw a young man with white skin but a thick beard under his jaw come forward, and only heard him say, "Is your knife really sharp?"

The "horizontal meat" raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to try it?"

The young man said: "That's exactly what I mean. ”

Hearing this, the "horizontal meat" looked him up and down, and said coldly: "What weapon do you use to compare with me?"

The young man smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the thin old man's knife stall, and said with a smile: "Uncle, borrow this knife from you." With that, he picked up a rusty knife.

When "Hengrou" saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "You actually want to use such a blunt knife to compare with my treasure knife, aren't you crazy?"

The young man said, "I don't think this knife is duller than yours." ”

"Hengrou" said twice, "Oh?"

The young man smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, why don't you give it a try?"

The "horizontal meat" groaned slightly, snorted coldly, and with enough strength, he shook his hand, but when he saw the dazzling white light flashing, the "treasure knife" slashed straight at the young man's head.

In the blink of an eye, the "treasure knife" was less than half a foot away from the top of the young man's head, and everyone in the audience was in their hearts, but they saw the young man casually raise the knife, only to hear the sound of "dang", and half of the knife fell to the ground.

However, the "blunt knife" in the young man's hand was intact.

The onlookers opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them, and even seemed to forget the exclamations, and it took a while for them to come to their senses, and then they applauded in unison.

The "horizontal meat" was stunned, blushed with a purple face, and took advantage of the crowd to squeeze out of the crowd and run away.

The young man gave a thumbs up to the old man who sold the knife and said, "What a sharp blade!" He casually threw down a ingot, and in the surprised eyes of the old man who sold the knife, Shi Shiran turned around and left.

This young man is none other than Feng Rui. He saw that this "horizontal meat" was bullying, and deliberately came out to teach him a lesson.

The "horizontal meat" knife is indeed a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay, and the knife in Feng Rui's hand is indeed a rusty blunt knife.

Feng Rui raised the knife in a box, which seems to be an understatement, but in fact, it has been transported with the skill of "Hercules", how can the knife of "horizontal meat" be continuous?

Early the next morning, Feng and Zhi walked into the "Providence Inn". I saw that the business in the store was very bleak, and there were only a few customers.

The two of them went upstairs, chose a place by the window and sat down, asked for a few side dishes, and commented on the scenery outside the window.

As soon as he said a few words, he suddenly heard the sound of "Gege" on the staircase, and a yellow-robed man with an iron kite on his back walked up, and it was Xie Xiang, the "Holy Hand of the Magic Kite".

The two hurriedly got up, one said "senior" and the other called "master".

Xie Xiang nodded at the two of them, and when he saw the look of no embarrassment on Feng Rui's face, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could it be that he has been sure that he is better than me in just one month?" After the words fell, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and he turned around and floated downstairs.

Out of the inn, Xie Xiang deliberately tested Feng Rui's skills, and at the moment he toed a little to the ground, his body shot away like an arrow from the string, and he threw Feng and Zhi back more than ten feet away.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then followed hand in hand.

Xie Xiang knew that there were many pedestrians in the downtown area, and it was easy to attract attention, so he folded his body and swept towards the suburbs. Feng and Zhi just walked slowly, seemingly leisurely, but they were only a few steps behind Xie Xiang.

In an instant, they had run more than ten miles, and at this time, the three of them were already neck and neck. Xie Xiang was unconsciously shocked in his heart: "This kid is holding a person, and he can still be so chic and calm, not to mention that he is not lagging behind me, is his martial arts really above me?"

Although Zhi Yan's light skills are not weak, after all, they are far from Xie Xiang, and she can still run side by side with Xie Xiang so calmly, it must be Feng Rui's credit.

Xie Xiang's mind moved, and then stopped. Although he ran fast, he stopped when he said it, and his body did not shake at all.

At this time, Feng Rui also paused. However, Zhi Yan couldn't hold back, her delicate body leaned forward, and she was about to fall to the ground. Feng Rui hurriedly reached out and pressed her fragrant shoulder, her delicate body leaned back, eliminated the force of the swoop, and shook it slightly, before standing firm.

Xie Xiang had already seen that Feng Rui's skills at this time were by no means under him, so he took off the iron kite from his back, sat cross-legged, and said, "Rui'er, wait for me to play a song, you can evaluate it, how about it?"

Feng Rui smiled slightly and said, "Senior, please-"

He knew that Xie Xiang must be to test his martial arts with the sound of the zheng, and he is known as the "holy hand of the magic zheng", and the attainments on the zheng must be unpredictable.

Xie Xiang took a few mouthfuls, and his five fingers gently flicked on the iron kite a few times, and then there was a sound of tearing the basin and cracking the silk, which was very harsh.

Feng Rui's latent luck is really confronted, and his expression has not changed. The sound of the zither sounded for a while, and one of them was raised in the ground, and it played a flower cavity lightly and skillfully, and wisps of cold air flew out of the zither.

Zhi Yan knew that this was Xie Xiang's most subtle kite technique, and it was also his housekeeping skill, and he had never seen him in recent years, and he didn't feel that Yu's face had changed, and he hurriedly retreated seven or eight steps, but he still felt that he couldn't stand it, so he took more than ten steps back, and he had been retreating a few feet away from the wind and Xie Er, but he still felt a biting cold.

At this moment, a hurricane had risen between heaven and earth, blowing the corners of Feng Rui's robe to the sound of hunting, but Feng Rui did not move.

After a while, the wind suddenly whistled, but when I heard the three sharp sounds of "Zheng Zheng Zheng", the strings of the zither were broken three times, and the sound of the zither stopped.

Feng Rui hurriedly walked up a few steps and arched his hand: "The junior is rude." ”

Xie Xiang looked at him in a daze, his eyes were extremely surprised, and after a while, he suddenly got up and hugged Feng Rui's shoulders, and immediately laughed, but there were tears flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that the two ended the fight with such a scene, Zhi Yan was very happy in her heart, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Master, who won the two of you?"

Xie Xiang laughed and said, "Can't you see that your brother Rui can take the life of a teacher in thirty moves!"

Zhi Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "Master, you are inevitably too conceited! Actually, you may not be able to resist my brother Rui's move." ”

Xie Xiang was stunned and said, "What?"

Before Zhi Yan could speak, Feng Rui bowed and bowed, saying, "The juniors are rude, I hope the seniors will forgive me!"

Xie Xiang smiled and said, "What do you say, forgive me, you have beaten me, I'm very happy!"

Feng Rui smiled, and then muttered, "Can the seniors tell the background of the juniors now?"

Xie Xiang's face darkened when he heard this, he looked up at the sky, was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Okay, I'll tell you!"

When Zhi Yan saw his expression, she felt a little bad in her heart, and faintly felt as if something was going to happen.

At this moment, I only heard Xie Xiang say: "Rui'er, your father's name is Feng Tianya, and your mother ......."

"Feng Tianya?" Before Xie Xiang could finish speaking, Feng and Zhi exclaimed together, "But was the 'divine sword' Feng Tianya back then?"

Xie Xiang was slightly surprised: "You have also heard of the 'Divine Sword' Fengtianya?"

Feng Rui nodded and said, "I'm really the son of the Wind 'Divine Sword'?"

"Of course," Xie Xiang said, "Twenty years ago, I drank your full moon wine!"

Feng Rui said again: "I don't know if the family teacher knows the life experience of the younger generation?"

"Of course Brother Lei knows!" Xie Xiang smiled slightly, "Back then, I became brothers of the opposite sex with Lord Lei and Feng 'Divine Knife'. The lord of Lei Lou is the oldest, he is the eldest brother, I am the second, and the wind 'magic knife' is a few years younger than us, so he has to be the third brother, hehe. ”

Feng Rui's heart was confused, and he was stunned: "I have asked the family teacher many times, why didn't the family teacher tell me about my life experience?"

Xie Xiang smiled bitterly and said, "Don't say Brother Lei, it's me, it's not that I gave you a problem!"

"Why is this?" Zhi Yan blurted out in her heart.

Xie Xiang sighed lightly and said, "If you can't become a top master in the martial arts, what can you do if you know your life experience?!"

Zhi Yanxiu's eyes tightened, and she said, "How do you say this?"

Xie Xiang stared at Feng Rui, and suddenly his eyes were full of tears, and he said: "Rui'er, if you can't become a peerless master, how can you avenge your parents?!" This sentence is tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Feng Rui stayed in the local area for a long time.