Stepping out, Mu Feng waved his fists, and the twenty-eight acupuncture points in his body lit up at the same time, turning into a fierce tiger, pregnant with a massive amount of true yuan, setting off a stormy wave in his body.

Mu Feng roared, like a tiger roaring and the mountains shook the four directions, and the nearby voids were exploding, and the air waves were terrifying.

Mu Feng swung out his fists, and a giant tiger flew out of his body, tearing the sky and the earth, devouring all directions, and rushing towards Zhao Yong.

At this time, Zhao Yong's Lieyue palm had also been issued, which was the Zhao family's signature mastery, with one palm to open the mountain, and the second palm to split the power of Yue, turning into a giant hand in the wind, slapping towards Mu Feng's head, just colliding with the giant tiger.

Split Yue's palm against the Tiger King's Divine Fist, that is the tip of the needle against Mai Mang, all of them are fierce and domineering, and they don't give in to each other.

A piercing roar reverberated at the junction, and the furious power instantly intensified, forming a terrifying explosion that tore the giant hand apart in one fell swoop, turning it into a torrent and rushing towards Zhao Yong.

There was a loud bang, and Mu Feng's Tiger King Divine Fist combined with the Heavenly Star Divine Technique was unimaginably powerful.

Although the Zhao family's Split Yue Palm is domineering, Zhao Yong's own strength is not strong, it is only in the early stage of the Huagang realm, and the palm method covers a wide area, which is a divergent attack method, unlike the fist method, which is concentrated and extremely destructive.

The explosion of the air flow drowned out the screams of the three members of the Zhao family, and Mu Feng's Tiger King Divine Fist not only blasted them away, but also directly destroyed the row of houses in the back.

Xu Lan looked at all this in amazement, and the whole person became stupid.

Mu Feng was also taken aback, looked at the broken scene in front of him, and muttered, "It seems that this punch technique is not suitable for use on the street." ”

Turning around, Mu Feng pulled Xu Lan to her feet and quickly fled the scene.

After a while, a master heard the sound and was startled when he saw this scene, and they were all guessing who did it to make such a big move.

The three members of the Zhao family were soon discovered, Zhao Yong was unconscious, and Zhao Jun was so angry that he died, only Zhao Jie was in a semi-comatose state, and his mouth emitted a painful **.

A mile away, Mu Feng and Xu Lan sat on the roof, paying attention to the situation over there.

"Are you really from the Jonishi family?"

Mu Feng smiled: "Does my sister think I look like me?"

Xu Lan shook her head and said, "No." ”

"Then what else is my sister asking, go back and heal, I should leave too. ”

With a wave of his hand, Mu Feng walked away, and a few ups and downs disappeared into the night.

The next day, the Zhao family in the south of the city became the object of everyone's discussion.

Zhao Jun died, and many people clapped behind their backs.

Zhao Yong was in a coma and seriously injured, and Zhao Jie became a waste, which made the Zhao family's face gloomy, and they vowed to find out the murderer.

Mu Feng was secretly watching, the reason why he pretended to be the Chengxi Mu family was to cause a fight between the Zhao family and the Mu family, so that he could fish in troubled waters and steal the soul rejuvenation grass.

This is Mu Feng's only purpose for coming to Yunshan City, but after the early investigation, it is impossible to infiltrate the Mu family, and it will not work to take advantage of it, so he came up with this trick with an idea.

As for the effect, Mu Feng can only observe slowly, and there is no other way to think about it now.

In the afternoon, the master of the Zhao family went to Mu's house in the west of the city to ask about Mu Feng's whereabouts, and the two sides had a very unpleasant quarrel.

The main reason is that something happened to the Zhao family, and the tone can't help but be a little ugly.

The Mu family was confused, and was forced to ask by someone like this, of course, they were not happy, and it was inevitable that there would be a quarrel.

"It's a pity that there was no fight. ”

Mu Feng was watching nearby, somewhat disappointed.

The Zhao family and the Mu family are both big families in Yunshan City, and it is normal to fight, but it is different if you really want to use force, there are many stakes involved, and both sides have scruples.

Xujiazhuang in the east of the city is not calm today, Zhao Jun's death is related to Xu Lan no matter what, how can they just forget it?

The Xu family is also a large family in Yunshan City, although it is not ranked among the four major families, and its overall strength is not as good as the Zhao family, but under normal circumstances, the masters of the Zhao family do not dare to be too presumptuous.

After Xu Lan went home last night, she told the truth everything that happened.

Today, the Zhao family came to the door, and the Xu family insisted that the nine-year-old child was the Mu family in Chengxi, and pushed everything on the Mu family.

This is the cleverness of the Xu family, regardless of whether Mu Feng is the Mu family or not, there are not many people who can compete with the Zhao family in this Yunshan City, and the Mu family is one of them.

This is also the result that Mu Feng wants to see, only by angering the Zhao family can it be possible to fight with the Mu family and let him benefit from the fisherman.

Yunshan City is a medium-sized city in the world, fighting for power and profit, most of the cultivators belong to the category of martial arts, and occasionally there will be some cultivators, but they are relatively scarce and have noble status.

Mu Feng walked on the street, looking at the dazzling array of various items, his eyes were full of curiosity.

At the age of nine, he is in a stage of getting in touch with things and understanding things, and he needs to learn a lot of things.

Last night he found a stone in the night market, which looked gray on the outside, but inside it was crystal clear and hard.

Outsiders don't know this, but Mu Feng's eyes are very peculiar, since he suddenly recovered from his illness, he can often see some things that ordinary people can't see, such as Sister Yiyi's out-of-body soul, which is impossible to see for people in the realm of martial arts.

Passing through an alley, a wisp of piano sound attracted Mu Feng's attention.

The sound of the piano is very wonderful, it seems to be there and nothing, and it is erratic, which makes him subconsciously pursue it.

Turning east and west, Mu Feng walked through the alleys, and finally came to a courtyard, the courtyard door was ajar, and the plaque of 'Hongchen Pavilion' was hung on it.

The fluttering sound of the piano came from this courtyard, but the place was secluded and secluded, and few people were around.

Mu Feng stood outside the courtyard gate, staring at the three words of Hongchen Pavilion, is this the Qinyuan or the Qinglou?

In the world, playing the piano is an elegant thing, either a special piano garden, or the Qinglou is the most common.

However, when Mu Feng stepped into the courtyard and the truth was revealed, he realized that he was wrong.

This is neither the Qinglou nor the Qin Garden, and even the sound he hears is not the sound of the Qin, so what could it be?

Walking through the corridor, Mu Feng came to a garden and saw a phalanx and four people.

The phalanx consisted of ninety-nine eighty-one bows, the bowstrings facing upwards and vibrating slightly, making a sound similar to the sound of a piano, flickering and fluctuating.

This is the sound of the piano that Mu Feng heard before, who would have thought that it would be formed like this.

There were four people standing outside the phalanx, an old man in black in his sixties with a wrinkled face, and his eyes had the vicissitudes of life.

Three fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys, gorgeously dressed and handsome, were staring intently at the phalanx, their eyes wandering back and forth over those bowstrings.

Mu Feng walked towards the four of them, and the girl in the pink dress was the first to notice it, and said coquettishly: "Who are you, how did you come here?"

"I heard the sound of the piano in the distance and found it all the way here. ”

The pink girl was surprised, "Outside of this courtyard, can you hear the sound of these bowstrings?"

"yes, what's so strange about that?"

Mu Feng was puzzled, looking at the three teenagers, except for the pink girl, the other two were all young men, looking at Mu Feng.

"How old are you to hear the sound of the bowstring, who would believe it?"

Wang Chong pursed his lips, not convinced.

On the side, Mu Shaoyu said sarcastically: "A little hairy child, he can only talk nonsense." ”

Mu Feng was a little displeased and asked, "Who are you, why don't you believe it?"

The pink girl said: "We are from the four major families of Yunshan City, I am Tang Xin of the Tang family, that is Wang Chong of the Wang family and Mu Shaoyu of the Mu family. ”

Mu Feng was surprised: "The four major families, that's really a blessing. ”

Looking at the three of them, Mu Feng focused on Mu Shaoyu, this is the son of the Mu family.

The old man in black looked at Mu Feng and said indifferently: "Since you can come here, it means that you have a fate with the Red Dust Pavilion, but you can listen to it on the side." ”

Wang Chong and Mu Shaoyu were a little displeased, while Tang Xin was a little curious and asked, "What's your name?"

Mu Feng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "My name is Yunfeng, what is my sister doing here?"

Tang Xin glanced at the old man in black and said softly: "Red Dust Pavilion is a peculiar place, the bow here is famous all over the world, every time the bowstring makes a sound, it is the moment to witness a miracle, if anyone can understand the mystery, they can gain something." ”

Mu Feng was curious: "For example?"

Tang Xin hesitated: "It may be some kind of martial arts, or it may be a spiritual treasure, I can't tell you the specifics." ”

Wang Chong and Mu Shaoyu didn't speak, they were listening quietly.

At this time, the sound waves looming in the void gradually became clear, deeply attracting the attention of Mu Feng, Tang Xin, Wang Chong, and Mu Shaoyu.

Look closely, the phalanx composed of ninety-nine eighty-one bows, those bowstrings are vibrating, and the sound is coming from the bowstrings, forming a beautiful melody.

Mu Feng noticed the changes in the expressions of Tang Xin, Wang Chong, and Mu Shaoyu, and found that they were paying attention to the vibration of the bowstring, so he carefully paid attention to the movement of the bowstring.

At first, Mu Feng didn't see anything unusual, and felt that the bowstrings of the eighty-one bows were vibrating, and the difference was only between strength and weakness.

Later, after careful listening and identification, Mu Feng was surprised to find that most of the bowstrings that seemed to be vibrating were actually static, and the bowstrings that really vibrated were very regular.

This pattern is closely related to the ups and downs of the rhythm, and different bowstrings can produce different notes of different heights, but it is difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Mu Feng listened carefully, slowly closed his eyes, and the acupoints in his body lit up one by one, forming an inner phalanx, which was the same as the phalanx in the garden, consisting of eighty-one acupoints.

With each note, there will be a corresponding acupoint vibrating, that is, the corresponding bowstring vibrating.

The amplitude of the vibration is not large, it is quite unrecognizable, and the sound waves that continue to vibrate can affect nearby bowstrings, creating the illusion that all bowstrings are vibrating in order to confuse the public.

Mu Feng had no distractions, immersed in a special state, and the undulations of the bowstring in the phalanx secretly matched some kind of body technique, simulating the evolution on the acupoints in his body, which made him surprised and surprised, and had a strong interest.

The old man in black looked at Mu Feng, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

Tang Xin, Wang Chong, and Mu Shaoyu looked at each other like torches, closely observing the ups and downs of the bowstring, and seemed to have comprehended something from it.

The sound is like a piano, the song is like honey, and the cause and fate gather in the Red Dust Pavilion.

**Song, separated by thousands of miles, a thought of flowers blooming and a thought of rain.