After a long time, a few people gradually came to their senses, Liu Zhengfeng smiled, and asked Qingjin: "What does my nephew think about this song, has it changed compared to back then?"

Qing Jin's eyes slowly opened slightly, and he looked up to the sky and sighed: "The aftermath is lingering, and it is difficult to describe it for three days, and it is difficult to describe it all, and the disciple is afraid that he will not be able to hear other music in his ears during this time." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The predecessors of the previous song said that if this song is completed, it can be compared to the eternal swan song "Guangling San", and it is not a lie, although the disciple has not heard Guangling San, but I want to come to this song by no means a little bit as it is. ”

Liu Zhengfeng stroked his beard and smiled when he heard this: "That's good!" Reaching out and taking out a bound book from his arms.

Qing Jin was curious: "Is this the score of 'Smiling Proud Jianghu'?"

Liu Zhengfeng nodded and said: "Exactly, Liu Mou has received the great favor of the virtuous nephew, and he can't repay it, and the virtuous nephew is also a person who loves music and rhythm, so this score will be given to the virtuous nephew to express his gratitude......"

Qing Jin smiled and said: "Uncle Liu is serious, he is also a subordinate of Wuyue, and it is also his right intention to help." This score is the result of the two of you, and it is inconvenient for a disciple to win people's love!"

Liu Zhengfeng sighed when he heard this: "Don't shirk the virtuous nephew, after today, the uncle will return to the mountains and forests, and then don't go to the rivers and lakes, I don't know if there will be a goodbye day in the future, this song is in Liu's heart, there is no big problem with or without a music score, if you are interested in it one day, there are a few more composers, and the virtuous nephew will accept it......"

Qing Jin saw that Liu Zhengfeng's tone was sincere, and he also liked this "Smiling Proud Jianghu" song very much, so he smiled and said: "Okay, then the junior won't shirk!"

Qu Yang laughed and said, "This is refreshing enough!"

After a few people chatted for a while, Qing Jin said goodbye and left.

......

He was not in a hurry to go back, but walked slowly along the mountain paths, which were full of lush forests and bamboos, green all year round, and strange flowers and plants. The fragrance is wafting at four o'clock, and the scenery is extremely beautiful,

Qingjin walked slowly all the way, but he was still reminiscing about the song of the proud rivers and lakes in his mind, and he had to sigh at the subtlety of its artistic conception, which was really delicious. The aftermath lingers and lingers.

At this time, the sun is setting, the remnant sun is like blood, the sky is shining at night, bathing in the mountains, it is sunset. While walking, I suddenly felt a breeze blowing, mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers and trees, which made people feel refreshed and happy. Revel in it.

An impulse suddenly rose in Qing Jin's heart, wanting to climb to the top of the mountain and watch the afterglow of the sunset.

He was in a clear position. Precise steps against steep peaks. Or with the foot on the ground, or with the hand to climb the vine, climb high and leap, the posture is elegant, the appearance is like a fairy.

In the end, there was still a distance of four or five zhang from the top of the mountain, and I saw Qingjin's toes gently touching the mountain wall. Huo Ran floated up, and when he was at the end of his momentum, he flicked his sleeves and took five steps in mid-air in a row, as if there was a ladder under his feet. Shi Shiran floated over the top of the mountain, and stepped out again, like a leaf falling lightly, silently, it was the "ladder to the sky" of Huashan.

The summit has a wide field of vision, and at a glance, it is lush and green, with a radius of thousands of miles, and you can see it in front of you.

But see the smoke and waves of Dongting Lake in the north, looming, the peaks in the south are listed, such as the barrier and the screen, the Xiangjiang River in the east is meandering, like a jade belt, the top of the snow peak in the west, the silver waves are churning, thousands of scenes, in the sunset, there is a strange beauty.

Qingjin dusted off his sleeves, was silent for a moment, and watched the soft afterglow of the sky sprinkled layer by layer, the clouds reflected the sunset, the sky was red like drunk, with the glow of the sun, the forests were dyed, a breeze blew, pieces of fallen leaves fluttered with the wind, and an indescribable feeling arose spontaneously in Qingjin's heart.

He vaguely understood, only to hear a sword sound, Huo Ran pulled out the long sword, the Huashan entry swordsmanship one by one, this entry swordsmanship a total of one hundred and eight moves, is the basis of Huashan's swordsmanship, it seems to be easy to understand, in fact, it is broad and profound, since Qingjin learned the Dugu Nine Swords, more and more attention has been paid to this set of swordsmanship.

I saw him make a move, a style, so that he was not in a hurry or slow, mellow and transparent, between the near and the retreat and the avoidance, the sword intent was endless, and the wisps were endless.

After a set of introductory swordsmanship, Qing Jin did not stop, the sword move changed, and it was a set of "iron line sword style" to unfold, only to see his wrist shake, a sword stabbed out, the long sword buzzed with a clear sound, a cold light, and so the sword move with the old, the wrist was dragged, the sword swirled back along a half arc, and then it was still a sword stabbed out, the long sword crossed a long arc in the air, and swirled back.

Such a sword after a sword, a long sword makes it as if the fingers are soft, each sword is stabbed out in an arc, closed in an arc, he is getting faster and faster, the sound of buzzing through the air is endless, the long sword leaves a piece of residue in the air, like a line of iron, the sword moves are straight at will, the changes are gratuitous, and the subtlety is extraordinary. This iron line sword style can be ranked among the five swords of Huashan, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation.

After Qing Jin's set of swordsmanship, he was silent for a moment, suddenly took a deep breath, looked at the distant mountains like Dai, the water flowed dingdong, a stream flowed down the mountain stream, the bamboo forest in the distance swayed gently in the breeze, and the leaves also made a rustling sound, and from time to time a few fallen leaves were blown up by the wind, swinging and circling wantonly, falling down the cliff.

His mind was indulged in it, and he faintly felt that Zixia Gong was a little loose, and Qing Jin was happy in his heart, since more than three years ago, after he cultivated to the fourth layer of Zixia Gong, he was considered to have entered the high and profound realm of this skill, and it was more and more difficult to break through, and blind penance was no longer advisable, only "enlightenment".

What is "enlightenment", Zixia Gong is the word Zixia, it can be seen that the cultivation of this skill is inseparable from a "Xia" word, there is a morning glow, and there is a sunset in the evening, all of which are born when yin and yang are changing and heaven and earth are intertwined.

Qing Jin has a faint feeling today, and it is also because he has watched the sunrise and sunset every day in recent years, comprehended the mystery, and cultivated diligently, and his foundation is extremely solid.

Since the last breakthrough of nine deaths and a lifetime, he has been dormant in Huashan for more than three years, and every day there is a clear wind to personally guide the maze, and the internal and external skills are making rapid progress, and the accumulation is enough, but there is no opportunity to appear.

This time he went down the mountain, like a bird entering the sky and a dragon entering the sea, and his heart was inevitably smooth.

In addition, he came from the next generation, and he already knew the two tragedies of Fuwei Dart Bureau and Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing his hands, although he did not have the intention of purifying all sentient beings and saving the people from fire and water, after all, he these two things were like a fish in his throat, which made him unforgettable, this chance that he was able to solve the two things together, and also made his whole person inevitably loose, as if he had taken off a layer of shackles, without these trivial matters haunting his heart, and watching the sunset at this moment was faintly enlightened, it was not unusual to have this breakthrough opportunity to appear. (To be continued.) )