Drunk Lingbo's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Di Jingxian with an indifferent smile in front of him in horror, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Di Xian laughed and said: "I won't blame you, after so many years, your courage is still so small, one day, you will die on your cowardice!"

Standing up, I looked at a painting hanging on the wall, it was a landscape painting, the picture was full of continuous mountains, and above the mountains, a gray-black mist that covered the sky hovered in the void, which was extremely terrifying.

"Xiao Ye has the purest blood of the Soul Clan, how could he die so easily?" Di Jingxian seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be whispering to Drunken Lingbo.

When Drunk Lingbo heard the word "soul", his whole body suddenly trembled, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, it's okay, you've been working for your son all these years...... I'm tired!"

Di Jingxian turned around and looked at Drunken Lingbo strangely, "You are also a father, for the sake of the child, would you say that it is hard?"

Drunk Lingbo heard him mention the child, a rare smile appeared on his face, only to hear Di Xian say again: "Long Yin and Fufeng are good, cultivate them well!"

Drunk Lingbo nodded and raised his head slightly, "That'...... Where's Childe?"

"Huh......" Di Xianxian sighed, "It's been eight years, it's time to wake up!" I'm going to leave for a while, Xiaoye will be handed over to you, remember, you must not let him get the cultivation method of self-cultivation! If he practices self-cultivation...... You know the consequences!" Mr. Teach's voice was soft, but there was an unquestionable coldness.

"Yes, just...... It is not difficult to obtain the cultivation method, I am afraid that the son will ...... in the future," Drunken Ling Bo said worriedly.

Di Jingxian was silent for a while, and then said: "It depends on his creation, if you don't go through tribulations, it will be difficult to become a climate, I'm leaving!"

Walking to the door, he stretched out his hand to push the door panel, stopped suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at the distance casually, and said without replying: "The father and son of the Xiao family handed it over to me, if I expected it to be correct...... You know what to do now, right?"

Pushing open the door and walking out, the gentleman who was originally straight turned into a hunchbacked bad old man in an instant, coughing repeatedly, stumbling under his feet, and drunk Lingbo behind him rushed out of the door, kicked falsely, and scolded: "Di ...... Di Jingxian, your son fell off the cliff by himself, and he can't complain about others, besides, he played tricks on others Xiao Suifeng by himself, so he was chased and beaten by Xiao Suifeng!"

Di Xian coughed several times, turned around and scolded in a hoarse voice: "Drunk Lingbo, our empire attaches the most importance to young people, you ...... Now that my son is dead, I want to ...... I'm going to sue you!"

At this moment, a figure not far away appeared beside Di Jingxian, and said disdainfully: "Old man, your son died by himself, and he can't complain about others! If you shout again, I will kill you!" A dark green robe was none other than Xiao Changsheng, the peak master of Dongxiao Peak.

Drunk Lingbo said indiscriminately: "Immortal!" Xiao Changsheng was stunned, no longer spoken, and stared at Di Jingxian fiercely. Drunk Lingbo looked at Di Jingxian and said in a low voice: "Mr. Di, I am also very sad about Ling Lang's death, but he did fall by himself, so let's do it, I will give you a hundred taels of gold, ten servants, and they will support you for life......"

Xiao Changsheng was furious, and said hurriedly: "Sect Master, are you crazy? One hundred taels of gold, give this bad old man, what does his son's death have to do with us?

Drunk Lingbo shouted angrily: "Xiao Changsheng, the sect master of this Qin Sect is me, not you, what do you want to do?" As soon as the words came out, the momentum of his whole body suddenly soared, and the overwhelming coercion pressed Xiao Changsheng, and the six golden Wenqu stars in his eyes were in the shape of plum blossoms, which suddenly appeared, dazzling, and Xiao Changsheng's kick stopped in mid-air.

Drunk Lingbo, it turned out to be the 'Snow Flower Six Out', the master of the 'Golden Pupil' in the late stage of the sixth layer of cultivation!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xiao Changsheng's eyes, he swallowed his saliva, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, sect master!"

Di Jingxian turned around and left without saying a word, but Drunken Lingbo did not catch up, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a hundred taels of gold and ten servants, and followed.

Xiao Changsheng glanced at Drunken Ling Bo, bowed his head and said, "Sect Master, if there is nothing wrong, I will go first!"

Drunken Lingbo waved his hand, turned and walked into the hut.

Xiao Changsheng still looked respectful, and the moment he turned around, the resentment in his eyes was the same as Xiao Suifeng's eyes looking at Di Shuye.

Walking down Guqin Peak, along the mountain road, he soon arrived at Dongxiao Peak, Xiao Suifeng greeted him with a grin, "Dad, is that old guy dead?"

Xiao Changsheng glanced at Xiao Suifeng lovingly, shook his head and said, "That coward of Drunken Lingbo not only gave that bad old man a hundred taels of gold and ten servants, but also ...... And he scolded me in front of that bad old man, hum!"

"One hundred taels of gold, Dad, you're not kidding, one hundred taels, gold!"

"Hmph, that's not our grandfather's. Your senior brother Fu Liunian is not here, follow the wind, follow me!" Xiao Changsheng looked at Guqin Peak from afar, with a fierce look in his eyes, grabbed Xiao Suifeng's wrist, and dodged down the Dongxiao Peak.

Wenqing Town, living next to Wuzhi Mountain, the life of the people in the town is generally good, but the small courtyard of a dilapidated town on the edge of the town is not the case, the dilapidated fence gate, the courtyard wall is less than one person high, the grass and trees are extremely lush, and from time to time there are snakes and rats and other reptiles infesting in the grass. There were only two huts in the courtyard, equally dilapidated, one with a thick pile of books piled under a window outside.

The other room was apparently the kitchen, with a half-broken water tank standing alone in the courtyard in front of the door. This dilapidated family is Di Shuye's home.

At this time, there were a few people standing outside the hut where books were piled up outside the window, and there was a heart-wrenching coughing sound in the room.

Di Jingxian looked at the wooden plate held in the hand of a servant, in the wooden plate was a neat stack of gold, reflecting the flickering lights, shining, Di Jingxian suddenly sobbed in a low voice, whimpering mixed with the sound of crying coughing, making people cry.

"Look at you, too, you're dying, and this money is just cheaper for others in your hands!" a lazy voice sounded outside the courtyard.

In the next second, a dark green figure had already appeared in front of Di Jingxian's eyes. His hands were slightly raised, his ten fingers trembled, as if he was playing the hole flute, and suddenly there was a few bangs, and the ten servants in front of Di Jingxian fell to the ground silently, and their bodies twitched a few times, and they did not move.

"The white jade cave flute, the sound of stacking and beating, once dotted, second dotted, third dotted, yes, with both hands at the same time to use this way of fingering, it can be seen that you do have attainments on the cave flute. Di Xian leaned down and slowly picked up the gold scattered on the ground, his voice extremely calm.

Xiao Changsheng's finger movements in this short moment include the fingering of overlapping and playing at the same time, and at the same time achieve double tones at the same time, which shows that his cultivation on the hole flute is extremely good.

And dotting is also another name for the vibrato when the dong flute is played. Although vibrato is the simplest fingering method for playing the dong flute, it can be so coherent and virtual to press the one-degree, second-degree and even third-degree dots, Xiao Changsheng's lifelong skills in the silver cave flute can be seen.

Di Xianxian's faint words fell on Xiao Changsheng's ears, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, just a sweep of the corner of his eye, he was able to recognize the several techniques he used to play the dong flute in a row, this eyesight, will it be the old guy in front of him who has a stiff back and coughs repeatedly?

Subconsciously took three steps back, gently pulled Xiao Suifeng behind his back, and looked at Di Jingxian tightly. Di Jingxian's movements were still very slow, picking up the pieces of gold on the ground into the wooden plate, reaching out to pick up the last one, holding it in his hand, and then slowly stood up.

Xiao Changsheng didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, his rich life experience over the years told him that this person was by no means simple! Di Jingxian still didn't look at Xiao Changsheng, looking at the corpses on the ground, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, just like looking at a piece of wood.

Suddenly turned his head, looked at Xiao Suifeng who poked his head out behind Xiao Changsheng, and said softly: "Di Shuye was knocked off the cliff by you, right?"

Xiao Suifeng looked at those cloudy eyes, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and subconsciously grabbed Xiao Changsheng's hand. Xiao Changsheng could feel the fine beads of sweat on his son's palm, and stared at Di Jingxian fiercely: "So what?"

Di was stunned and silent, his eyes were still unwavering, and the whole person still did not have any momentum, that kind of calmness made Xiao Changsheng feel a palpitation. Suddenly, Xiao Changsheng's pupils contracted sharply, and in his left and right eyes, two snowflakes composed of six misty Wenqu stars appeared, and his pupils stared at Di Jingxian's right hand.

The early stage of the sixth layer of cultivation, the fog period of the Chinese song star 'snowflake six out'.

Drunken Lingbo is the late stage of the sixth layer, and Xiao Changsheng is obviously far behind, it is the early stage of the sixth layer, you must know that the cultivation of cultivation power, after the fifth layer, it will be a heavenly moat, from the early stage to the middle stage, it will take several years for those with average qualifications to achieve, and after the sixth layer, it will be even more difficult, Xiao Changsheng can cultivate to the sixth layer, which shows that he is also an extremely good person.

With a gentle palm, he shook away his beloved son Xiao Suifeng, and there was an extra white jade hole flute out of thin air in his hand, and his eyes were still firmly fixed on Di Jingxian's right hand.

Di Xianxian's right hand was clenched, and the ingot of gold in his hand had long disappeared at this time, but what was terrifying was that the fist that seemed to be clenched slowly flowed out a trace of golden liquid between his fingers, and the liquid suddenly stopped when it fell to a foot long, and then condensed.

It was golden water, and the piece of gold in Di Jingxian's hand was melted and flowed out of his fingers with his magical power.

The golden water that flowed from the middle three fingers of the four fingers of the right hand, except for the thumb, had already condensed at this time, turning into three extremely slender tuning forks about a foot long.

Raising his right hand, his fist was raised high, and three thin gold bars reflected the light, reflecting a golden glow. Di Jingxian smiled slightly, and said to himself, "What is the sound of the piano?" Suddenly raised his left hand and flicked his fingers on the first gold bar.

"Ding......

It seemed to be a slight flick, but the gold bar in Di Jingxian's hand made a crisp sound that penetrated the surname, like a sharp and thin gold needle probing into the depths of people's minds.

In the next second, not far away, Xiao Suifeng screamed miserably, covered his ears and cried and wailed, the muscles on Xiao Changsheng's face trembled, and the right hand holding the white jade cave flute had just been raised, and he was unable to hang down, his face was full of fear, and there were big drops of sweat rolling down his forehead.