Peach Blossom Island to the capital of Jinguo, with a small flying speed, but only an hour to arrive. Above the central capital, a person and a sculpture look down on the whole city.

Xiaoluo said, "Brother, shall we land directly?"

Yun Xiao said, "Don't worry. ”

One person and one eagle hovered in the sky above Zhongdu, and after turning around, Yun Xiao took out a jade flute, noticed Yun Xiao's movements, and realized what he was going to do next, Xiao Luo said in a slightly panicked tone, "Brother, you don't want to blow it here." ”

Yun Xiao said lightly, "That's right. ”

The words fell, and a wisp of flute sound came out.

Early this morning, after Yan Kang asked his mother to say goodbye, he asked Mei Chaofeng to practice.

On the martial arts training field, Wan Yankang was playing a set of palm techniques, Luoying Shenjian palm. Looking at the performance of his proud disciple on the field, Mei Chaofeng sighed in his heart, sure enough, he was very talented in martial arts.

Luoying Shenjian Palm has very good personal qualification requirements, Mei Chaofeng practiced this set of palm techniques back then, and he couldn't get started for a long time, and finally he had to be guided by Yun Xiao to really practice.

Wan Yankang has already learned some of the moves of this set of palm techniques in the fight with himself on weekdays, and now after teaching it himself, he has improved by leaps and bounds, far better than he did back then.

After the palmwork, Wan Yankang sweated slightly, Mei Chaofeng handed him the prepared towel and praised, "Yes, your qualifications are extremely high, and you can rank second among the people I have met in my life." ”

Wan Yan Kang was unconvinced, "Then I don't know who the first one is?"

Knowing that the apprentice was competitive, Mei Chaofeng smiled and said, "The first one is your Uncle Yun." ”

"Uncle Yun?" Wan Yankang wondered, "Master and Senior Brother, then what is our Master?"

Mei Chaofeng said proudly, "The teacher is the master of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, and the disciple of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master. And you, now you are also our Peach Blossom Island disciple. ”

Wan Yankang nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder Master sometimes calls this palm technique the Peach Blossom Falling Ying Palm." By the way, Qiu Chuji is a member of the Quanzhen Sect, and he once said that his master is the number one master in the world. How does the master compare to Qiu Chuji's master?"

Asked by Wan Yankang about this question, Mei Chaofeng was a little embarrassed, it can't be said that Huashan Sword-Huang Yaoshi lost to the other party back then.

Mei Chaofeng said, "Qiu Chuji's master is Wang Chongyang, the founding patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect. Although Wang Chongyang was the first in the world back then, he is no longer the same. ”

After practicing martial arts, Wan Yankang was very interested in martial arts masters, and the number one master in the world was naturally the most interested. Wan Yankang asked, "Who is the number one in the world today?"

Mei Chaofeng smiled, "It's Uncle Yun that I mentioned to you earlier. ”

Wan Yan Kang was surprised. "Uncle Yun should be younger than Master. ”

Mei Chaofeng said, "That's right, your Uncle Yun is a few years older than you, but his martial arts are extremely high, and he is far inferior to a teacher." ”

Wan Yankang was taken aback, he knew very well how Mei Chaofeng's martial arts were, there were many masters in the house, but they were far inferior to Mei Chaofeng, and the three of them came to take revenge last time. It's just a combination of forces to draw with Mei Chaofeng.

Even Mei Chaofeng thinks that his martial arts are far inferior to Uncle Yun, so how high is his uncle's martial arts? Is it really the best in the world?

At this moment, the sound of a flute came down from the sky, and Mei Chaofeng's face changed suddenly. exclaimed, "The blue sea tide is born!"

"Huh?" Wan Yankang also heard the sound of the flute, and looked around, trying to find the person who was playing the flute. However, the martial arts training ground was empty, and no one was playing a at all.

Hearing Mei Chaofeng say the name of this flute, Wan Yankang asked. "Does Master know who this person is?"

Mei Chaofeng muttered, "There are only two people who have this kind of skill in the world. The master will definitely not come, then it must be the junior brother, I didn't expect the junior brother to arrive so soon. Kang'er, go with your teacher to greet your Uncle Yun. ”

Wan Yankang was still puzzled, "This flute sound was blown by Uncle Yun, where is the others?"

Mei Chaofeng looked up at the sky, looked up at the clouds and said, "He is a cloud above the nine heavens, naturally in the sky." ”

At this moment, the entire middle capital city heard the sound of this flute. Dignitaries and nobles, the common people were surprised, who was giving a. People who are proficient in music and rhythm hear this flute sound, and they are even more surprised by the musicianship of the person who blows the flute.

In the guest room of an inn, six Taoist priests and a Taoist aunt sat together, it was none other than the seven sons of Quanzhen, the three brothers failed to take Mei Chaofeng last time, Qiu Chuji went back again to ask for help, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, the seven sons of Quanzhen decided to go out together, at this moment they have come to Zhongdu, and they are discussing countermeasures in the inn.

The martial arts of the seven sons of Quanzhen are far superior to ordinary people, and when they heard the sound of the flute for the first time, they all changed color.

Changchun Ziqiu said in a deep voice, "This flute sounds like it's whispering in my ears, but there are only seven of us here, and no one is playing the flute at all." ”

Danyangzi Ma Yu said, "This is the art of thousands of miles of sound transmission. The person who blows the flute has extremely high martial arts, and I don't know which predecessor came to Zhongdu. ”

Sun Buji, a quiet and scattered person, was surprised, "The sound of the flute can also be transmitted for thousands of miles?"

Ma Yu nodded, "That's right, it's just that this is much more difficult than the ordinary thousand-mile transmission." The other party must be at the peak of music and martial arts in order to do it. ”

Changzhenzi Tan said, "Strange, this is Zhongdu, why is such a master spreading the sound here?"

Ma Yu said, "Maybe you're looking for someone." ”

Qiu Chuji had a bad feeling in his heart, he still didn't know who the person who robbed his apprentice was, but he could have such martial arts, be so young, and still be a beautiful woman, and his origin was definitely not simple.

Qiu Chu said, "It's all the trouble caused by the younger brother, and I'm afraid this senior has something to do with the person we are going to deal with this time." ”

Guangning Zihao Dadao, "That person robbed your apprentice first, how can we let it go." Even if this senior really came to help her, the seven of us are not afraid, this Tiangang Beidou Array that Master painstakingly created is the five peers in the world, and we can also fight!"

Ma Yu waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient, this senior is proficient in music and rhythm, and he is also an elegant person, so he will not easily meet us." ”

The seventh son of Quanzhen feels reasonable, and if he can have such skills, the other party is at least his master's generation, and he may not be able to deal with these juniors.

At the end of the song, Yun Xiao took back the jade flute and said to Xiao Luo, "Go down, the people who greet us have come." ”

Hearing Yun Xiao's blue sea tide song, Xiao Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly rejoiced that Yun Xiao didn't come really.

Bihai Chaosheng Song was originally a very lethal martial art, and it was even more powerful in Yun Xiao's hands. If Yun Xiao had a killing intent in the sound of the flute just now, then the people in the entire Zhongdu City below might suffer. (To be continued......)