Broken Dragon Continent, the northwest land, Wuzhi Mountain.

Wuzhi Mountain is named after the five dangerous peaks on the mountain, and the five dangerous peaks are connected shoulder to shoulder, like a human hand, so this mountain is named Wuzhi Mountain.

At this moment, it was noon, and the branches and leaves of the bare trees on the mountain were wilting, and their heads were hanging weakly, and after a long time, they knew a few chirps, as if they were pouring out the value of their existence.

There are poems: The red is said to be scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half scorched. The description is to describe the scorching heat of midsummer, and now it is the dog days of the scorching heat, and a round of red sun in the air is happy, looking at it from afar, the heat waves in the void are tumbling and rolling, and the view makes people feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Wuzhi Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, the mountain is steep, there is a sect on the mountain, it is one of the eight major sects of the West Continent of the Broken Dragon Continent, the Qin Sect is divided according to the 'five fingers', divided into five peaks: Guqin Peak, Dongxiao Peak, Guzheng Peak, Pipa Peak, and Hengdi Peak.

At this moment, in a col on the peak of Dongxiao, it is not as hot as outside, the trees are lush, the birds are chirping, and occasionally the cool breeze blows, it is like a summer resort.

There is a courtyard in the col, built very elegantly, the antique atmosphere is full of strong bookish atmosphere, the courtyard wall is not high, you can see the houses side by side in the courtyard, the sound of Lang Lang in the house comes, echoes in the forest, for a long time, the crimson glazed tiles on the roof reflect the light, sprinkle a small rainbow among the green leaves, elegant and beautiful.

can have such treatment, in this Broken Dragon Continent, which attaches great importance to cultural cultivation, there is only an academy, although it is not as good as Biluo College, the top academy in Hanyang Kingdom, but compared to the colleges in other towns, it is inferior.

This is the academy of the Qin sect, and every child who reaches the age of five must enter the academy to learn cultural knowledge. Over the age of five, under the age of fifteen, it can be said that every disciple of the Qin Sect has to spend more than ten spring and autumn in this academy.

The Broken Dragon Continent attaches great importance to cultural cultivation, and the cultural education of children is the most important thing in every empire, and the Qin Sect is naturally no exception.

The college is composed of three parts: the upper grade is where children between the ages of 12 and 15 learn, and the middle grade is between the ages of 8 and 11.

At this time, in a classroom in the middle grade school, a middle-aged man dressed in white was talking about knowledge on the podium in the classroom, and outside the low window of the classroom, a young man about seven or eight years old sat by the window, lying on the windowsill and looking at the teacher lecturing in the classroom, sometimes frowning and sometimes thinking, not embarrassed because he was sitting outside the classroom.

The young man's name was Di Shuye, and he didn't sit in the classroom because he was just an auditor, and he didn't have this qualification, and he wasn't a disciple of the Qin Sect.

"Children, we all know that when music is described to the extreme, it is called nature, so who can tell me what is nature?" The middle-aged teacher smiled warmly and looked at the more than 50 **-year-old children under the podium.

"Teacher, I know!" a teenager sitting in the first row stood up and said proudly, "My father often said, Lai, refers to the Xiao of our Dong Xiao Peak, and when you say Teacher, you mean the sound of nature. The natural sounds of all things, such as the sound of the wind, the sound of birds, the sound of running water, etc., Teacher, am I right?"

The teacher heard him say that "Lai" was originally a dong flute, and a trace of uncertainty flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a person outside the classroom sneer: "Bullshit!"

The teacher was overjoyed, his eyes rolled, and he said loudly: "That auditor, do you have any comments on Xiao Suifeng's answer?"

The young man who answered the question was named Xiao Suifeng, and that was the only son of the peak master of Dong Xiao Peak.

Di Shuye sat up, with an earthy yellow coarse cloth short coat on his upper body, a pair of gray-white trousers with high trousers on his lower body, and loose and fat pants, which obviously belonged to adults. Patting the dust on the buttocks, the trousers shook and trembled, and a gust of wind blew, and the dust flew into the classroom, causing a burst of dissatisfaction from the girls and cursing from the boys.

"Teacher, of course there are opinions. The windward stone, porous and hollow, as soon as the wind blows, whining and ringing, this is the sound of heaven!" Di Shuye raised his eyebrows, his big black eyes were filled with a thick look of disdain, and he looked at the young man in the first row of the classroom defiantly.

"Cut, vulgar!"

"Fallacy"

"That's bullshit!"

......

The classroom was noisy and shouting, the teacher was quite embarrassed, Di Shuye's answer was obviously wrong, but after all, through the mouth of the auditor, Xiao Suifeng's arrogance was slightly dispelled, and his chest felt quite comfortable, and said: "It's quiet, Xiao Suifeng, you guys answered very well, okay, you sit down, let's talk next......" Xiao Suifeng glared at Di Shuye outside the window, there was resentment, resentment, and humiliation......

The two short classes ended quickly, and the college had two classes every afternoon, and after the class, they went home from school. Seeing the teacher turn the corner of the room, Xiao stood up with the wind and shouted, "Dong Xiaofeng, come out with me!"

In an instant, seven or eight boys had been assembled, Xiao Suifeng took the lead, rushed out of the classroom, and snorted coldly: "I have to pick the skin of that poor boy today!"

As soon as a few people left the classroom, a girl in the classroom immediately shouted: "Di Shuye, run, Xiao Suifeng is coming!"

The rest of the boys in the classroom laughed, and a tall man shouted, "I bet Di Shuye will definitely run away today!"

A fat man laughed and said: "Cut, you don't need to look at it, everyone already knows the result, what are you betting on?"

The woman who shouted before whispered to a girl beside her: "I really can't figure it out, Di Shuye has not cultivated cultivation power, why can't Xiao Suifeng take him every time?"

At this time, Di Shuye clutched his schoolbag, had already disappeared on the path in front of him, walked leisurely on the mountain road, glanced back from time to time, and muttered: "Lao Tzu has not cultivated that cultivation power, you can't help me, it's a shame!" Seeing that Xiao Suifeng hadn't caught up yet, Suo surnamed squatted on the grass on the side and waited.

In the afternoon, it was not as hot as noon, the cool breeze on the mountain road, it was refreshing, Di Shuye looked at the cliff on the side of the mountain road, and said to himself: "I go up and down the mountain every day, what will be under this cliff?" was muttering, while the sound of footsteps sounded, Xiao Suifeng and a group of little boys finally caught up.

"Crazy Xiao, are you tired?" Di Shuye smiled.

Seeing Di Shuye sitting on the grass with a leisurely fart, Xiao Suifeng was even more angry, bent down with his hands on his knees, gasped for a few breaths, raised his right hand and made a move, and the seven or eight little boys who came behind him shouted, rushed forward, and greeted Di Shuye with punches and kicks.

Di Shuye grinned, straightened up, his thin figure was extremely slippery, scurrying around, and a group of children could never beat him.

After a while, Xiao Suifeng got up and shouted, "Stop!", several children who had been busy for a long time also stopped at the same time, Xiao Suifeng took a few breaths and snorted coldly, "Thief loach... Stinky shit that hasn't cultivated self-cultivation, this time I... I'll see where you're going!"

As soon as his wrist flipped, there was already an emerald green jade flute in his palm.

Di Shuye looked at the jade flute in Xiao Suifeng's hand, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, and then he was replaced with disdain, and smiled disdainfully, "Crazy Xiao, what about your cultivation power?

Xiao Suifeng sneered: "What, are you afraid? Di Shuye, let me tell you, if the master doesn't cripple you today, I won't call Xiao Suifeng! You have repeatedly opposed me over the years, and I have put up with you for a long time!" Xiao Suifeng relied on his father to be the master of Dong Xiao Peak, and there were really few people in this middle-grade school who dared to provoke him, except for this auditor Di Shuye, because he hated Xiao Suifeng's stinky virtue of commanding from above.

Di Shuye sneered: "With your little skill, you also want to cripple me?"

As he spoke, his feet were not slow, and as soon as his body was short, he grabbed Xiao Suifeng's waist. Xiao Suifeng sneered, didn't dodge, slowly raised the jade flute, gently put it on his mouth, and two hazy Wenqu stars suddenly appeared in his left and right eyes, and the faces of the children who followed him changed, and they covered their ears almost at the same time.

A low flute sound slowly floated out, and then it went up and down, and for a while the low sound seemed to be ready to dissipate at any time, but then it rose sharply, as if it was about to rush into the sky, and it became low again, and one by one the notes danced in the air like elves, rushing directly towards the façade of Di Shuye.

"Hey, have you changed the tone?" Di Shuye, who had just run over, changed his expression, and the sound of this flute had never been blown in the wind.

Over the years, either Xiao Suifeng deliberately looked for his stubble, or he played tricks on Xiao Suifeng, every time he had to chase me, over the years, Xiao Suifeng's means he almost figured out, and he also practiced a slippery escape kung fu, Xiao Suifeng also had the experience of attacking himself with the sound of a flute, but every time he would be restrained by himself for the first time.

But...... This time, however, the sound of the flute was a bit unusual.

didn't have time to think, faintly, dense pale cyan silk threads floated out of Xiao Suifeng's jade flute, and there was a beating note at the tip of each silk thread, overwhelmingly wrapping towards Di Shuye.

In the next second, Di Shuye felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move, and as if he was caught in an invisible net, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer think of moving forward.

"Could this be the power of combining cultivation and music? Or is it a new trick that the madman learned from his Lao Tzu?" Di Shuye's heart was shocked, after the combination of cultivation and music, there would be such a power?

I tried to take a step back, but I found that I couldn't move a single bit!

Xiao Suifeng trapped himself with a hole flute spell!

Suddenly, the sound of the flute dissipated, and the silk thread disappeared suddenly, Di Shu was overjoyed, knowing that the situation was dangerous, and when would he stay if he didn't escape at this time?

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