"Jiang Han!" Hearing this name, the celebrities in the audience were all surprised. Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out the details of this person for a while. The children of the new generation may not know these stories, but what kind of characters are Master Hongyuan, Ye Yu and others, leading the generations of rivers and lakes, how can they not know that the Shushan faction, a master of refining weapons two hundred years ago? Jiang Han debuted at the age of thirteen and became famous as a teenager, but when his reputation was in full swing, he suddenly disappeared, and this matter became a major mystery in the rivers and lakes at that time.

Listening to the old man's tone now, he is quite familiar with Jiang Han's past, and it seems to be Jiang Han's old friend.

But how is this possible? Jiang Han was famous during the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, and it has been more than 240 years since he calculated it carefully, could it be that this old man is already more than 200 years old? At this time, everyone has vaguely sniffed out some unusual meanings, if the inference is true, then this old man must not be a human body, people have the end of their lives, they are today's cultivators who have a good life, and the oldest is only in his early 100s, if this old man knows Jiang Han, he is either a ghost or a demon, from the few stunts he showed, everyone is more inclined to believe that he is a thousand-year-old demon with high mana, but the Shushan faction has been passed down so far, and the generations have been responsible for subduing demons and subduing demons, how did this old monster hook up with Jiang Han?

Moreover, there is still a suspicious point, if this old man is really a monster, how can he hide the demonic qi without leaking any bit? But all monsters, thick or light, have the original breath of their own appearance, which cannot be covered up by high mana, demonic energy has always been the best way to identify monsters in the world's magic world, but this old man talks eloquently in front of thousands of people, but he can not leak a trace of breath, how can this be reasonable.

But it doesn't matter where the old man comes from. Ling Fei had already let go of his worries at this time. From the old man's words, it seemed that he did not come with malicious intent. When I heard him mention Shushan, he even said a few words of 'pity'. Obviously, this person has a lot of friendship with the sect.

"Jiang Han is an unborn genius of my Shushan faction, that is, going back thousands of years. There are only a handful of predecessors in the sect who can reach his level. Ling Fei said lightly.

"Spell science has been passed down from generation to generation, and if it develops according to people's expectations, it should be that each new generation is better than the older generation, but what is the truth? The junior disciples of various sects are limited by their qualifications, knowledge and experience, and most of them cannot carry forward the advanced spells of their predecessors well, so the world of magic is declining day by day, which is the general trend. It can't be avoided. “

"Fortunately," Ling Fei strengthened his tone heavily, "Spells are created by people and passed down by people. Then everything will vary from person to person, since it is difficult for a disciple with insufficient qualifications to inherit the spells of his ancestors, then there are also disciples with excellent qualifications, who can reopen the path and open another stove, so that the teacher's teaching can shine. Jiang Han two hundred years ago. Isn't that exactly the case? Today, the disciples of my disciples who participated in the debut of the lantern cannot be said to have excellent qualifications and knowledge, but they can also be said to be the choice of the moment. Speaking of this, he turned to Song Bitu and said, "Bitu." Some elders think your kung fu is too low, what do you think?"

Song Bitu said respectfully: "The disciple does not dare to be arrogant, nor does he dare to be arrogant. Listen to the master's instructions. ”

Ling Fei nodded and said, "Well, since the Fang family is present. We don't need to hide it, you can use the exercises that the third uncle taught you. The disciples of Shushan lit the lamp and opened the way, you are the face of more than 2,000 people in the whole faction, don't let people look down on it!"

Song Bitu said: "Yes, master." He walked back to the front of the front hall steps.

The exchange between the master and apprentice caused an uproar among the guests in the hall at this time. The group of heroes were all surprised, Song Bitu fought with Xing Renwan just now, and the skills shown were already the best skills that many old customers in the rivers and lakes could not hope for, but now listening to Ling Fei's words, it seems that there is still room for display, thinking about it this way, isn't this Song Bitu's real strength even more terrifying? What method did a teenager use to far surpass his predecessors who spent several times more time in more than ten years of practice? Xing Renwan is like this, Song Bitu is like this, could it be that qualifications and famous teachers and professors can so easily cross the barrier of cultivation time?

Everyone found that the perception they had always believed in had begun to waver. Liu Zongying was thinking, Elder Ou was thinking, Cheng Wan was thinking, and Qin Su was also thinking.

The stupid bird flies first, but before the good bird throws into the forest, this is the truth handed down since ancient times, but without the guidance of a famous teacher, and then the diligent stupid bird, can it really cross the obstacle of inferior qualifications?

Among the people, only Hu Tan was not shocked by Ling Fei's words. The young man was still young, he hadn't thought so far away, he didn't understand the information implied in Ling Fei's answer between master and apprentice, and from the beginning, he suspected that Song Bitu didn't use all his strength when he fought Xing Renwan. "This surnamed Song has a relaxed demeanor from just now, and he is not embarrassed to lose the fight, he looks like a bachelor, and fools know that he has a back hand. I don't know if he is strong enough to beat the surname Xing? Well, this surname Xing doesn't seem to be using all his strength. ”

Hu Tan's two eyes turned back and forth on Song Bitu and Xing Renwan's faces with great interest. He saw that after Ling Fei finished speaking, Xing Ren Wan Muran's face also changed slightly.

Over there, Song Bitu listened to the master's order, slowly walked to the brocade carpet and stood still, hugged his fists and said loudly: "There are elders who are coming, and they want to test the exercises of their disciples, Song Bitu is better than obeying his fate, and he is ugly, and I also ask the seniors present to give me more advice." After speaking, the group saluted, raised one palm and half a bow, and raised it slightly to the chest. Everyone in the court focused their eyes on the debut disciple of Shushan, and their hearts were full of flavors, and they all wanted to know what amazing mastery this proud senior brother of the thousand-year-old school would make.

The red bone flute suddenly appeared in the right palm of his chest, Song Bitu naturally lowered his left palm, he didn't make any fancy movements, and everyone didn't see him pinching it, just listening to him close his eyes and gently drink "Duh!"

In an instant, the air surrounding the thin body of the Shushan disciple vaguely expanded into a few ripples, but it quickly absorbed back in an instant. Everyone was in a trance, and it seemed that an invisible huge whirlpool suddenly appeared where Song Bitu was standing, and even the scenery around his body was about to be swept into it, and the pillars, steps, and eaves seemed to shrink suddenly. Song Bitu's figure seemed to have shrunk a little. It's like a shadow that suddenly appears in the void, but compared to the slightly blurred scenery around the body. The contours of his body are more vivid than before.

I can't say what the reason is, but the face is still the same as before. The eyebrows and eyes are still the same as before, but now Song Bitu seems to have undergone slight changes, giving everyone another impression...... The resoluteness that comes out of his bones, his gestures, and his gestures are faintly accompanied by a calm majesty, which is implicit but not revealed, but everyone can clearly feel it.

"It's ...... The solution in martial arts?" In the crowd, Fu Guangyuan, the eldest disciple of Zhaojiazhuang, whispered in surprise. He, like Qunhao, and Song Bitu met for the first time today. I don't know what kind of exercises this junior and disciple of the same sect is learning, but Fu Guangyuan is an expert in martial arts for many years, and he is well-known in the art world, so he was surprised to see Song Bitu's actions seem to be quite similar to the switch method in martial arts.

Martial arts practitioners, self-cultivation and fitness, qi cultivation and cultivation, before the Tang Dynasty. This is the foundation of the other four arts, and it cannot be divided into a separate category of spell sources. However, after Yang Yuanhao, a martial artist in the late Tang Dynasty, unlocked the entrance of the six rebirths, Xi Wu advanced by leaps and bounds, in just a hundred years. The number of people who specialize in martial arts has grown to more than 100,000, and martial arts have also been separated from the basic arts, and have become a major category of practice alongside spells, refining weapons, cultivation, and witchcraft. And because the threshold for practicing martial arts is lower than the other four categories, martial arts practitioners even lag behind. The number of people exceeded the other four.

But the way to learn martial arts is easy to learn and difficult to master. After opening up the two veins of Ren and Du to make the breath Great Zhou Tian circulate, he faced the obstacle of the sixfold entrance. Yang Yuanhao indulged in his talents, and was obsessed with martial arts, and when he was practicing, he noticed the breath changes in the top of his head, the twelve-story floor in his throat, and the middle acupuncture points in his chest. The mystery of the sixfold entrance is indescribable, and it is impossible to learn it smoothly through the teaching of the teacher like opening up the second pulse of Ren and Du, and it is all up to the individual to detect the subtle signs and spend a lot of effort to capture them. To metaphorically describe it, if opening up the second vein of Rendu is compared to a person digging a mountain, digging a passage in the mountain rocks, then opening the entrance is like a person being fixed in front of the woods, to pounce on the poplar catkins flying in the wind to spin into threads, and then weave into clothes. The difficulty of this has increased several times! At least the purpose of digging a mountain and digging a road is clear, and it will be opened up one day. And fluttering poplar weaving, it is not only by hard work can be successful, willow flies a year, and there may not be wind when there is a flocculent, when there is a wind may not be head-on, even if the wind and flocculent are convenient, if the means are not enough, it may not be able to capture, not to mention the process of spinning and weaving. This is a difficult difficulty that is indispensable for both opportunity and understanding.

Many warriors have never been able to peek into the first entrance hall in their lifetimes. It is Fu Guangyuan, who won the name of "Two Fists and One Mountain", who has been poor for 40 years, and has been taught by his uncle of the Shushan faction, and only solved the third entrance a year ago. You can see how difficult this matter is. So when he saw Song Bitu use the switch, he couldn't help but sigh. Song Bitu's weapon method is already a clever opponent that is difficult to find in the world, and this clever weapon technique obviously has to be continuously refined to be so, at the age of Song Bitu is fourteen or fifteen years old, it is already amazing to learn such a stunt, but he still has another advanced level in the opening of martial arts, which is simply unbelievable.

Not to mention the shock in Fu Guangyuan's heart, many knowledgeable seniors in the hall also noticed something strange from Song Bitu's starting style. Du Da opened his eyes and saw Song Bitu slowly raise his arms and touch his lips with a flute, so he secretly gathered his breath in his chest to be on guard.

"The weather is cold, but the hearts of the people are as warm as a fire, all the uncles and uncles in such a snowy weather are not far away to give a testimony to Brother Zhu and Song Bitu, Song Bitu is really grateful, and his hospitality is beyond retribution, so he will try to play a song "Calling the East Wind", and the right to use it as a pastime for everyone, the technique is sloppy, and I just hope that the Fang family will not be ashamed. ”

"Woo-yo-" is just a crisp and long flute sound, just like the first return of the spring tide, the blowing air turns into a warm willow wind, and the snow-covered earth is full of vitality, as if countless grass vines will sprout in the next moment. The dim courtyard suddenly brightened after this sound, and the flames, which had been suppressed low, seemed to be helped to stand up straight again. And listening to the ears of the group of heroes, this flute is another feeling, like the empty steps of raindrops in the eaves of the still night, every note has become a full and clear round droplet, and the heavy drops fall on people's hearts, and all the guests in the hall are shaken, and a heart seems to be out of the body, and it swings far beyond the clouds with the sound of the piano.

"It's amazing!" Hu Tan was shocked, and when the flute sounded again, he felt a lightness in his chest. The whole body is hot, and there is a sense of joy and comfort in the body for no reason. I almost can't help but jump up and run. In a panic, he hurriedly collected his mind and returned to the yuan. I want to use my strength to resist this seductive flute.

"You don't have to be guarded," Song Bitu's gentle voice spread, and the strange thing was that the sound of the flute was not interrupted by his opening, "Song Bitu's song is to entertain the public, and there is no disrespect." ”

said so, but among the guests in the hall, there were still many people who quietly transported their mana, and I don't know if they believed Song Bitu's words or wanted to compete with him secretly. Xing Renwan's face was solemn, and he used the breath-holding technique again. A faint golden thread rises above the ears and eyes. Elder Ou had already retreated to the wall, his eyes closed and he stood upright, and he didn't know what spell he was using, and the white gas on his head did not disperse, as if he was holding a small teapot lid.

Fu Guangyuan, the eldest disciple of Zhaojiazhuang, stood on the left side of the front hall, not far from Ling Fei's main seat, and saw everyone in the courtyard hurriedly casting guardian spells, even Liu Zongying, Lou Yuyan and others, who had been famous for many years, and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly. There was a sudden loss of ambition in his chest: "Senior Brother Song is so young, but he can have such cultivation, it is really unbelievable. People's qualifications are really as different as gold and wood, and they are also taught by the uncles and uncles on Shu Mountain. I practiced hard every day, and it took me more than 40 years of hard work, but I only cultivated a triple entrance martial art. It's not much stronger than Lou Yuyan, but Senior Brother Song is less than fifteen years old. As soon as he made a move, it made a mess...... Alas, people are better than people. This is disheartening. ”

Over there, Song Bitu led the merchant to press the feather, and played "Calling the East Wind" calmly. This piece of music with the method of fascination after the switch is very different from the previous magnificent attack with Xing Ren, every tune, every note, directly penetrates the hearts of all people, hits the depths of the soul, and teases the joy out. Many disciples in the courtyard couldn't help but giggle and laugh, applauded in harmony, those who could dance raised their sleeves, and those who couldn't dance were upside down, but without exception, their faces were full of indolence.

Hu Tan stood in the crowd, also resisting, his face flushed. He had turned his inner breath like a hot wheel, and his aura was surging like the tide of a great river, but he couldn't resist the joy that came from the depths of his heart. Song Bitu's tune was like a warm goose feather, ignoring his restrained mind, and the tactful change of tone between the recitals, the goose feather gently swept over the meat of the heart, making him immediately lose his spirit, and he couldn't help jumping up and laughing with everyone a few times, in order to vent the accumulated happiness.

But how could Hu Tan be so easily manipulated by others? His mind did not belong to him, which made him feel like he had become a puppet of others, and he was very angry, so he tried every means to weaken the joy that welled up in his heart, and every time the peak of joy came, he bit his tongue and let the pain help him wake up. But when sobriety is awakened, the joy that wells up in the heart is not diminished by this, but is piled up layer by layer, so that each subsequent wave of joy is stronger than the first.

The sand tower hangs the eggs, and the higher the more dangerous. Xiao Hu Tan knew this truth, and treated it more carefully, he contemplated his heart, gathered his breath and formed a palm-sized layer of black light armor in the back of his skull, and stretched forward to wrap his ears, this is the condensation nail technique, Hu Tan wants to use it to hold his ears and eyes outside. Then he drew the aura to the mud pill between his eyes, cut it into strips one by one, and forced it into the ear door, Shangguan, Fubai, and Yin and all the veins were blocked, which was a middle-level defense.

Sure enough, after such layers of fortification, Song Bitu's flute sounded a lot, but it still couldn't be completely blocked, and the occasional string of notes that leaked in was like accidentally dripping cold water on a full pot of hot oil, which stimulated the joy of trying to suppress it, and a few times it almost made Hu Tan's efforts go to waste.

"Hush, tremble, tremble—" Song Bitu's flute was still playing, and Hu Tan sank into his state of mind, not knowing how long this battle had passed, and his impression seemed to be very short, but it seemed to be extremely long. The accumulation of pleasure in the body has become like a lake full of water on a high gorge, and if you are not careful, the water of this lake will rush out of the breach and rush down. And at this time, the things that worried Hu Tan also came, as the pressure grew, he wanted to gather mana and use the Dragon and Tiger Mind Guarding Technique to hold the last pass, but Professor Qin Su's Jade Girl Peak Imperial Qi Method had gradually become a little insufficient, and he could not compress the internal breath to the outside of the Jiang Palace to form a spherical shape, and he hesitated to change the technique to continue.

When he was struggling to support, Song Bitu suddenly blew out a flower cavity, and the jumping notes entered his ears, Hu Tandeng's heart shook violently, as if he was hanging a rubber band with a heavy object pulled to the limit, and suddenly he was hung with double the weight, and the mind that he was struggling to maintain was about to collapse in an instant!

"Oh no!" Hu Tan thought to himself. It was dark in front of him, the golden light flashed, and then it was black, and great joy rushed up to the embankment of the Heart Lake, and below the embankment was the abyss! Hu Tan instantly felt the hot and heavy joy pressed on his chest, like a gold and iron substance, bulging and pressing on his pleura, his small body seemed to contain the water of the four seas and the mountains of the five mountains, only in the next moment, this huge energy will burst out along the breath, completely submerging him! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)