It is night, the semi-circular moon hangs in the sky, under the illumination of the moonlight, the shadows of green bamboos and peach trees cover the ground, between the breeze, the green bamboos and peach trees keep shaking, and the shadows on the ground can't help but keep up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the tranquility that should have been in the night was broken at this time, and Ouyang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, the iron kite in his hand, kept roaring, making a thunderous sound. And the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master standing under the shade of the tree, the green jade flute, the soft flute sound continued to permeate.

But this night is not only these two people, Zhao Zhijing, who holds the long sword in his hand, the slender fingers, with a flick of his fingers, is a crisp sword sound, like the sound of a carving in the sky, and like a dragon in the deep sea abyss. Originally, if there was no Zhao Zhijing, the sound of the Zheng rhyme could be described as a soft and a rigid, agitating each other, or advancing to take advantage, or slowly retreating to wait for the enemy, which is generally no different from a master's competition.

It's just that there is a sword sound in the sound of the flute, which was originally a game of competition between the two dragons, but at this time, another dragon joined, turning into a three-legged momentum. At this moment, the iron kite roared high, making the sound of gold and iron, if thousands of troops and horses galloped forward, listening to the sound of the iron kite at this time, it seemed that the general with a gun on the war horse was in front of him. But the quiet sound of the flute is like flowing water, without the slightest resistance, like the place of the road, and goes with the trend.

At this moment, the crisp sound of the sword came, in front of the flowing water and the thousand armies, like a swimming dragon, only the scales and claws were seen, but the whole body was not seen. It can really be said that the dragon can be big and small, can rise and hide, the big is the cloud and the fog, the small is hidden and hidden, the rising is soaring between the universe, and the hidden is lurking in the waves.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are mottled, only listening to the long sound of the iron zither and the clear sound of the jade flute, at this moment the music is becoming more and more urgent, and it has reached the juncture of hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat. In this rapid sound, from time to time there is a crisp sword sound, this sword sound is like hiding in the darkness at this moment, a sword stabbed out, it has already fled, the next moment is like a giant dragon roaring, arrogant and abnormal, like the stars above the blue sky, falling from the sky, with that great momentum, to squeeze the existence of Xiao Yin and the iron kite.

The three people under the moonlight are all the top masters in this river and lake, and at this time, even the West Poison is sticking to its own position, disdainful of uniting one person and fighting the other. What's more, at this time, Zhao Zhijing and Huang Yaoshi, the pride in their hearts and the bearing of a top martial artist did not allow them to unite with the other people to defeat their opponents.

In the roar of the iron kite, the clear sound of the jade flute, and the low sound of the long sword, the three people at this time are like the three legs of the giant ding, falling into a strange stability, in the eyes of everyone, the two in front of them are not only their opponents, but also their allies. Just like when the sound of the iron kite, if the thunder strikes, the quiet sound of the flute and the crisp sound of the sword will be entwined, like a huge spear, the sound of the iron kite will pierce through. As long as one of them is strong, there will be a combined attack of the other two.

As time passed, the three continued to stir in this strange balance. It seems that the passage of time cannot affect the emotions of the three people, and this is like a triangle that is stable in the long river of time forever.

It's just that at this moment, Zhao Zhijing, who had an indifferent face, showed a strange smile on his face, and the fast-moving true qi in his body was like a torrent constantly rushing in the meridians. At this moment, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and a cool breath fell from his eyebrows, passing through the Dao meridians, which had nothing to do with those surging true qi, and fell straight into the sea of dantian qi.

This breath is like a drop of crystal oil dripping into a basin full of clear water. Although it is only a small drop, this basin of clear water is no longer the same, on the calm water surface, there are oil flowers, this drop of crystal oil juice, obviously has been mixed into this basin of clear water.

This breath from the center of the eyebrows is the breath of the entrance and the breath of the ancestors. Although there is already a small crack on the entrance door that has not been penetrated, this breath containing the innate artistic conception is integrated into the Dao true qi, so that the galloping true qi has a trace of innate breath, although it is small, but it has already changed incomprehensibly.

Feeling the feeling coming from his body, the smile on Zhao Zhijing's face became even stronger. The slender fingers were slightly curved, and there were wisps of luminous light shining under the moonlight, this finger was like white jade, containing a trace of innate aura of true qi circulation, and the curved fingers gently struck the straight sword body.

"Ding!" The crisp sound, although not loud, suppressed the constantly stirring sound of the flute, like a dragon transformed from a giant snake, with a trace of the dragon's breath, a long roar, everything else in the world became quiet, only this long howl, echoing between heaven and earth.

The outstretched fingers become crooked again. A finger popped out, and the pure sword roared again, and the dragon that had already transformed stretched out its slender dragon claws, and if the eternal green dragon poked out its huge claws than the big star. The coercion was suddenly overwhelmed and unstoppable.

The originally high iron kite became low at this moment, and the sound of the flute, which was as smooth as a swimming fish, also became a little sluggish at this moment, just like a swimming fish leaving the current, and its extremely fast speed had no stage to show. In the eyes of everyone, the next moment, the sound of the flute and the rhyme of the zither will be eliminated in the sound of the sword.

But everything in the world will have unexpected changes in the future. Just when Zhao Zhijing's slender fingers were slightly bent and about to pop out, suddenly there was a long howling sound faintly from the sea in the distance. This grand roar, like a thunderbolt flashing in the clear sky, constantly silenced the sound that permeated the forest. Suddenly, the hearts of Zhao Zhijing and the three of them were shocked, the sound of the flute and the sound of the zither slowed down, and Zhao Zhijing's fingers that were about to pop out also stopped at this moment.

The purple jade like the Purple Emperor Sword slowly sank into the scabbard in the moonlight, and Zhao Zhijing just looked at Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng in the bamboo shadow with a smile on his face. At this moment, the howling sound was getting closer and closer, thinking that someone was approaching the island by boat. Ouyang Feng waved his hand and played the kite twice, and the sound was like a cracked silk, and the whistling sound in the distance suddenly rose up and exchanged hands with him. After a short time, Huang Yaoshi's Dong Xiao also joined the battle group, and the sound of the flute sometimes fought with Chang Xiao, and sometimes with the sound of the Zheng, and the three sounds fought together one after another.

Feeling the sound coming from this long whistle, the clarity kept coming, Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting on the stone bench, showed a smile on his face, and he already knew who was coming in his heart. (To be continued.) )