At this moment, in the canopy of the night, there are floating clouds like a gossamer, the wind caresses the moonstrings, and the light snow flies dreams.

I don't know when, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, the stars and the moon were temporarily hidden, all the sounds were silent, and the quiet snow field was reflected in anger.

Shi Dabiao said while drinking wine: "How heavy are the smoke waves, how heavy are the flowing clouds? ”

He smiled, smiling with melancholy, and the melancholy was bitter and bitter.

Shi Dabiao was angry, his anger was not red-faced, red-eared, not smoke-born, just like him, elusive.

Wu Wang and the others were surprised, and they didn't know why Shi Dabiao suddenly sighed at this time, in their opinion, this emotion came a little out of place.

The corners of Shui Youlu's mouth lifted slightly, and he seemed to smile and said: "The smoke and waves are faint, the clouds are dark, and the only one who finally controls grievances and hatreds is the strong and the venerable." ”

Shi Dabiao smiled noncommittally and said, "What you said, but the strong are respected?"

Shui Youluo nodded, and said proudly: "That's right, the strong can not only control grievances and hatreds, but also control the life and death of others. ”

As she spoke, she reached out and twisted her fingers together as if she were the one in control.

Qing Lin held the three-foot Qingfeng tightly, secretly urging the power of his own Mu Yuan, and the rotating green smoke and dust filled the sword body.

He already had a decision in his heart, if this battle broke out, he should work hard to protect Tianyi and others.

Seeing that the water ghost behaved like this, Shi Dabiao smiled indifferently, he smiled lightly, smiled leisurely, and muttered to himself: "Is it strong?"

At the moment when the words fell, Shi Dabiao waved his hand, and a pen object stood out in his hand, which was the Yantian pen.

He raised his hand slightly and said, "This pen is called Yantian Pen, and the pen flows out of heaven and earth." The pen falls into wind and rain, and the point suddenly becomes a good thing. I wonder if this person with a pen at this moment is considered a strong man?"

Shui Youlu smiled contemptuously: "Strong, it's really ridiculous, if you are also considered a strong man, isn't there a lot of strong people in this world?"

Shui Yin's puppet had a calm face, and his words were eager: "Hurry up! Kill! Take things!"

The Shui Wei puppet nodded again and again, and in the eyes of the two of them, the words and actions of the water ghost seemed to be a little redundant.

Tianyi stared at Shi Dabiao with a gloomy expression, and sighed secretly: "There is talent at the bottom of the pen, and there is a strategy in the belly." When you use it, you will hide it in me. ”

Shui Youluo frowned, the silver silk in his hand was straight like a flying rainbow, running out, the water yin puppet and the water puppet were not slow, and the flying needle was cold, like rain, overwhelming.

Wu Wang and the others were shocked, and the sword light and sword shadow had already made a surge.

At this moment, Shi Dabiao moved, his spirit came out and he walked on ghosts, his voice disappeared, his spirit was like nothing, and his spirit was like a rainbow.

The Yantian pen that was hanging in his hand moved with the shadow, breaking through the air and roaring-"Whew!"

In an instant, the pen of Yantian came out, if it was created, little by little, the universe was revealed, dyed with a bleak wind and bitter rain, and the sky was dark.

Immediately after, Shi Dabiao's figure disappeared, and even the three of them with the water ghost disappeared.

Wu Wu and the others stood dumbfounded, frightened, unable to say half a word.

At this moment, there was only a domineering shout between heaven and earth lingering - "Master Biao let you die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?"

It is a gray world, clear and unsurpassed, turbid and uncondensed, if yin and yang are combined, chaos seems to be unopened.

In the smoke, Shi Dabiao's figure was clearly visible, he was holding the Yantian pen horizontally in one hand, his body was dignified, his eyes were cold and starry, and his eyebrows were like muddy paint.

He stands majestic, invisibly has an invincible momentum, and his feet seem to be stepping on dry bones, just like the king of this piece of heaven and earth.

The three of them looked around in surprise, the fear in their expressions, only if the mountains and seas were coming, although they had not set foot in the virtual and real mirror, they were no strangers to the realm of virtual reality.

Shui Li's face was gloomy like water, and he said tremblingly: "He actually hid his strength. ”

The original wooden face of the Shui Yin Puppet was filled with a lot of confusion at this time, and there was a mixture of horror and fear.

The water ghost could no longer maintain her composure, her arrogance, her arrogance, her disdain, all disappeared in smoke.

At this time, Shi Dabiao's face was not variegated, and the indifference on his face alone made people feel cold, he stared at the water ghost, and said: "You said that the strong can not only control grievances and hatreds, but also control the life and death of others. ”

At the moment when the words fell, a spatial ripple suddenly appeared in front of Shui Yu's body, and a large hand poked out in the sparkling waves.

Only a "snap" was heard, and the big hand slapped on the cheek of the water ghost without hesitation.

A slap in the face, coming and going, coming and going without a trace.

After this beating, the water ghost spurted blood and flew out, and on her cheeks, there were five finger blood marks clearly visible, and the sky was foggy and dark, and the blood mist was swirling.

Seeing this scene, the Shui Yin puppet and the Shui Yin puppet were so frightened that their hearts were shattered, and their whole bodies trembled involuntarily.

The slap that flew from the void not only slapped the water ghost to pieces, but also slapped the two of them into a daze.

At this time, the figure of the water ghost was still rolling up in the blood rain, and just before she fell to the ground, the other cheek slapped again-"Smack!"

This slap fanned the water ghost into the sky, and the blood sprayed wildly, stirring up the blood mist in the sky.

The body of the water ghost arced out of the long distance, and then fell to the ground - "Bang!"

At this time, Shui Youlu only felt the humming in her mind, her arms slackened and drooped, and her arrogant eyes became dull and blurry.

Just as it was in a state of drowsiness, there was another slap on its cheek - "Smack!"

This time, there were no spatial ripples, only to see people flying.

The body of the water ghost rose into the air, drew a line of blood in the air, and then fell to the ground with a roar - "Bang!"

The wind rose, the dust rose, revealing the paralyzed figure of the water ghost, she shrugged her head, and the whole person looked like she was about to die.

The power of the three slaps made her dizzy, made her stupid, and made her powerless to fight back.

From beginning to end, Shi Dabiao didn't move, he just stood there, and he used his way to explain to the water ghost what it means to be a real strong man.

The Shui Yin Puppet and the Shui Yin Puppet looked at the fallen Water Ghost, whose cheeks were red and swollen, and her pretty face seemed to be wearing a hideous and terrifying mask.

The backs of the two of them were cold, and the fear in their hearts could no longer be expressed in words.

Shi Dabiao was as indifferent as ever, and said coldly: "I don't know if this person with a pen is considered a strong man?"

He looked down at the Yantian Pen in his hand, and then looked towards the Shui Yin Puppet and the Shui Kai Puppet.

After receiving Shi Dabiao's gaze, the Shui Yin puppet and the Shui Kai puppet were stunned, and the bodies of the two of them staggered backwards in unison.

Shui Yan puppet said: "Seniors, we have no eyes, and I still hope that the seniors will have a large number of them, and they will surround our lives!"

As he spoke, he was prostrate on the ground, humble, and proud.

The Shui Yin puppet paused, and then hurriedly learned the appearance of the Shui Yin puppet and knelt on the ground.

In the hearts of the two, where can they still afford the slightest war?

gives the two of them the feeling that in this realm of reality and reality, Shi Dabiao is the master, and he is in charge of everything here, including their lives.

Shi Dabiao was unmoved, and only fell into reminiscences by himself.

At that time, the sky was clear and clear, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras fell from the sky.

Curved out, just the bottom of the warbler flowers, and like a lonely cloud outside the mournful roar, dripping gold through the rain, breaking the jade pot ice.

The twists and turns, the extreme sorrow turns and the sound is tactful, it seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of the world, so that people will never forget.

At the end of the song, distant and sad, if a lonely shadow, alone by the railing, to the song to recall the past and the present.

Remembering and listening, it is all the sound of broken intestines.

Shi Dabiao squinted his eyes and sighed: "Listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions." Falling flowers are annihilated, and the red dust and wind ripples are annihilated. Heaven is merciful, whose fingertips are the strings moving?"

As the words fell, Shi Dabiao waved his hand, and the Yantian pen hanging in his hand disappeared without a trace, and what replaced it was a string plucking instrument.

This instrument, like a piano is not a piano, like a seer is not a seer, at a glance, it is exactly the same as the "Nine Heavens Ring" in the desert.

The Shui Yin puppet and the Shui Yin puppet looked at Shi Dabiao blankly, they couldn't understand the latter's words, let alone guess the meaning of his actions.

The water ghost that smashed in the distance, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were blurred, as if he was dying.

Shi Dabiao raised his eyes, and with a movement of his fingers, the figure of the water ghost rose straight up, and the rest time had already fallen to the side of the water yin puppet and the water puppet.

Looking at the water ghost that had been deeply immersed, the faces of the water yin puppet and the water puppet were as cold as Xuan Bing.

Who would have thought that the water ghost who was still in style and spirited was half-dead and half-alive at this moment, and the person who caused this result was kneeling on the ground at this time, and his eyes were full of soft memories.

Shi Dabiao said: "Listen to my three songs, answer my questions, if you are satisfied, today Biao Ye spared the three of you from dying!"

He didn't explain much, his jade fingers fell on the qin, he ignored the shock and confusion of the Shuiyin puppet and the others, and between his fingers, the sound of the qinser was filled.

The music is like ripples, emotional, melancholy, why hope for tomorrow?

The timbre is like a clear spring, the rivers and mountains, and the beauties, just like the clouds and smoke drifting away.

Let the once be dominant, and now only a piece of sorrow - ups and downs, ups and downs, subsidence.

The three of the Shuiyin puppets were obsessed, and suddenly, they felt that they were trapped in the light dust of the floating world, if they were stupid, drunk, and sad, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

At this moment, all the hustle and bustle has gone, and only the music in the ears is ethereal.

Shi Dabiao shook his fingers, and his half-squinted eyes slowly opened: "This song is called Duyu, the environment is outside the hustle and bustle, the rhyme is in the hustle and bustle, the vanity is fleeting, thinking of the past, don't forget it, and increase sentimentality." ”

The Shui Yin Puppet and the Shui Yin Puppet nodded again and again, and even the Water Ghost blinked with difficulty and complexity, as if they were catering to Shi Dabiao's words.

Originally, there was a big stone hanging in each of the hearts of the three of them, and they originally used the song that Shi Dabiao caressed, but it was inspired by the Yuan Force, and listening to the song was like being on the battlefield, where there were swords and swords everywhere, and it was dangerous.

But when Shi Dabiao finished the song, the three of them realized that their worries seemed to be superfluous.

Even so, the three of them did not dare to be careless, they firmly remembered every note under Shi Dabiao's fingers, because the latter said that after the three songs, there was still a question.

Shi Dabiao ignored the words and deeds of the three Shui Yin puppets, his eyes that had just opened closed again, and the hands that were separated from Qin Se had fallen again.

The fingers fall, the sound rises, and the rhyme moves.

The tactful timbre outlines the green mountains in the rain, the fishing boats on the river, the sky is blank, and the red hearts on both sides of the river.

Hearing this sound, the three of them only felt that their minds were leisurely, with softness in the loftiness, and tranquility in the rush.

Finger plucking, sound change, meaning is strong.

The timbre lingered, and a misty picture of smoke and rain involuntarily emerged in the minds of the three people.

There, there was a calm and comfortable old man, he wore a green hat and a green robe, and he forgot to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.

Fingering, anxious, affectionate.

In the rapid timbre, the momentum of the wind and rain suddenly became violent, the rapid wind brought the rain, and the leisure scene of the right talent was suddenly invisible.

However, the old man was indifferent to this, he roared away in the wind and rain, his calmness, if there was a kind of leisurely stroll.

Fingers, sounds, and tastes.

The timbre dissipated, but the figure of the old man walking alone in the wind and rain did not dissipate, leaving an indelible mark on the minds of the three of them.

Shi Dabiao took a deep breath, and then slowly opened his eyes.

At the end of the song, accompanied by a gentle drizzle, it also stopped, and suddenly, the three of them felt that there was rain falling from the sky - ticking and ticking.

Listen carefully, the sound of water overlaps, such as crying, like crying, like a distant silk bamboo, wrapped in all kinds of tenderness, curling up.

Shi Dabiao said: "This song sets the wind, and the degree of the swing is like a turn, if it makes people climb high and look far, raise their heads and sing, and Yi Huai Hao, transcendent beyond the dirt." ”

The water yin puppet and the water puppet hurriedly bowed their heads and said yes, and the water ghost nodded with difficulty.

The three of them had dense beads floating on their foreheads, and they had memorized every note after Shi Dabiao fell, but they were still flustered.

Shi Dabiao paused, the indifference on his face suddenly changed, and then an intriguing smile appeared.

This smile made the three of them completely fall into a panic, and their minds were like carrying a huge mountain, making the three of them suffocate depressed.

Shi Dabiao said with a smile: "Don't listen to the sound of the wind and rain, why not roar and walk alone." Who is afraid of a man's clothes and a horse? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them suddenly turned blue and white, and Shi Dabiao seemed to be depicting the "fixed wind" rhyme of the right talent, with sincerity in the fog, giving people infinite reverie.

How did they know that this sentence was originally said by Tianyi, and it was also the latter's "sharp weapon" to win Shi Dabiao in the battlefield without gunsmoke.

After playing this song "Fixing the Wind", Shi Dabiao fell into a calm state, and he seemed to be reminiscing about the rhyme in the style.

Thinking about it, Shi Dabiao smiled, he smiled very happily, he asked for something, and he didn't ask for anything, who said that he didn't have the heroism of fighting the wind and rain and smiling proudly in life in his heart?

Seeing Shi Dabiao's crazy appearance at this time, the faces of the three of them were as if they were condensed, for the three of them, a strong man with normal behavior was terrible, but a strong man who was moody and crazy was terrifying.

Shi Dabiao didn't slow down, he dropped his hand, and under the force, the plucked string instrument suspended above his knees suddenly fluttered with timbre.

At this moment, this side is confused, and the world is changing.

Looking away, you can see the moonlight, Shi Dabiao sitting alone under the lonely moon, Qingyuan, bleak, if there is some bleak scene.

Shi Dabiao paused, calmed down for a moment, his hands fell slightly, and the strings moved slightly.

In the gentle swallowing and slow spitting, there is a sound that comes, although the hairspring is weak, but it gives people a feeling of clear sound.

With Shi Dabiao's finger plucking, the tune suddenly became affectionate, and the whole world seemed to fall into an echo.

If it is like a dream, the dream has a building, but it is locked and the door is high.

Suddenly woke up drunk, the curtain hung low, and Fang Zhiyun had an ethereal dream.

The clouds are green and want rain, the water is smoking, and the top of the layer is shocking.

The columns lack thunderbolts, the hills collapse, and only the green and dark are left.

The neon clothes and wind horses, swaying and roaring, suddenly startled and groaned

Cloud window fog pavilion, why is it immortal, only the bird flies for a long time.

At the end of the song, Shi Dabiao slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, his clear eyes were filled with tears.

The three of them who were making the song were still in a wonderful situation.

The song "Linxian" makes them fluttering like immortals, wandering away from reality, and hallucinating in longing.

It took a long time for the three of them to wake up from their fantasies, and their sighs continued like a tide.

At this moment, the three of them seemed to have forgotten Shi Dabiao's words of "three songs and one question", and they wandered between bitterness and helplessness.

Linxian Linxian, flying birds long in the sky, why do birds fly too long?

Shi Dabiao said: "The name of this song is Linxian, if the bird is real, the sky is like a dream." ”

The three of them were silent, pretending to listen, and the three of them were thinking, the three songs had been heard, and Shi Dabiao's "one question" seemed to be about to come out.

Shi Dabiao waved his hand slightly, and the instrument that stopped on his knees and plucked the strings disappeared.

With Shi Dabiao slowly getting up, the faces of the three Shui Yin puppets were solemn to the extreme.

At this time, Shi Dabiao smiled on his cheeks, as indifferent as before, giving people a cold and lofty look.

With a wave of his hand, this gray sky suddenly changed, and he saw:

Yin and yang are combined, chaos is opened, the sky is misty, the stars are bright, the four fields are barren, and the sea is vast.

At this moment, the stars and moon passing through the sky seemed to rise from the sea, and then landed in the sea, and the stars who crossed the sky seemed to be hanging on the sea from beginning to end.

The three of them watched over the endless sea, where sometimes sparkling, sometimes turbulent, delicate and shocking intertwined.

Shi Dabiao said: "I said, listen to my three songs, answer my questions, Master Biao will spare you from death." Now that the three songs are over, I want to ask"

He didn't ask immediately, but stared at the three of them with deep meaning.

Being stared at like this by Shi Dabiao, the three of them only felt that the hairs on their bodies stood on end, and their heartbeats were "pounding", which made the three of them feel uneasy.

The corners of Shi Dabiao's mouth lifted slightly, and he seemed to smile and said: "You look up at the starry sky hanging above, and then tell me, what do you see when you look up?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people of Shui Youluo completely fell into a fog and gloom, they never expected that Shi Dabiao's "one question" would do so.