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Shi Jingjiao heard Pei Ruhai's name for the first time, although he didn't know him, and looking at the current situation, he was already impressed, and couldn't help but sigh: "This person gathers the qin music in the sword intent, so the sword qi is invisible, and it can hurt people a hundred steps away, if you don't see it in person, how can you believe it?"

Sang Weihan's body bowed very low, his long and thin face was cloudy, and a pair of bottomless eyes were tied left and right, as if he deliberately wanted to behave in front of Li Siyuan, and said with a smile: "The little one just heard that the name of the guqin in the hands of the qin demon is called Luqi, which was once Sima Xiangru's favorite object in the Western Han Dynasty. It's just that I can't imagine that after a thousand years, this qin has been turned around several times, and finally fell into the hands of the music idiot Pei Ruhai, who not only reached the realm of the qin music, but also derived such a strange exercise, which is already shocking. Legend has it that the Qin Demon has a total of nine swords, contained in each string, if the seven strings are played in a row, several swords come out together, its power is immeasurable!"

Shi Jingjiao was fascinated by what he heard, thought about it again and again, and said incomprehensibly: "Guoqiao's words are wrong, the guqin is also known as the civil and military lyre, it is a seven-stringed er, if it is a string and a sword, how can it be said that there are nine swords?"

Sang Weihan shook his head and said: "My lord doesn't know, although one string is regarded as a sword, but there are indeed nine swords in the qin, and I only hate how mediocre the warriors in the world are, and no one makes them use the other two swords." He looked at the invisible air sword on the terrace, and said, "One sword is heavy and respectful, fierce and unmatched; two swords are long and long, endless; three swords take root and draw the ground as a prison; four swords burn the company camp, which can melt the sun and the moon; five swords gather the appearance of pure things, with water as the soul; six swords are soft to respond to rigidity, there is in but not out; seven swords are just to be soft, to yin and to yang, Pei Ruhai can only walk in the world with these seven swords, so there is no need for the eight swords to kill the gods and kill the Buddha and the nine swords to destroy the world, so the other two swords are finally no one can see, can only guess out of thin air, do not know the reason." ”

Li Siyuan held the golden lacquer dragon head with his palm, and said angrily: "Alone in the world? When the thirteenth brother Li Cunxiao was alive, he didn't dare to say that the world was invincible, and the Qin Demon was so rampant in front of the old man, and dared to laugh at no one in the world?

Sang Weihan saw that Li Siyuan's expression was different, and hurriedly flattered: "The master in charge has a miraculous skill, and has already surpassed the thirteen Taibao in the past, if you say that martial arts are the first in the world, it has to be an adult!

Shi Jingjiao Mao recommended himself and arched his hand: "The last general is willing to meet him for a while, when Chixiao is already in peace, I want to see what are the five uniques of the Central Plains!"

Li Siyuan stretched his face, his chin acquiesced, and the dragon's eyes looked straight at the terrace of the pear orchard, and the killing intent went straight to the other side.

But seeing the wind blowing on the terrace, the heat was rising wave after wave, thousands of soldiers did not dare to approach, the armor was roasted hot, some roared and jumped into the cold pool, only to hear the sound of hissing steam, as if urging the song of life, some rushed towards the outside of the garden, bringing hundreds of people to pour out together, and the crowd fled frantically, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

In the wind, Xue Chong was still hanging upside down, his fat face was bruised, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, evaporating into steam in mid-air, rising in an instant, and wrapping all over his body.

He recalled the days when he used to listen to the music of the Eight Music Workshop through the screen, and he felt numb all over, and saw that the invisible aura began to burn around the terrace, and the more he went up, the hotter it became, and he had nowhere to escape, so he could only let the roasting and scolding: "You old horseman, are you in the communiqué for personal vendetta? When the old man was in power, he rewarded you with a lot of money orders, and he never treated you badly, you ...... If you don't stop, the old man will be almost cooked!"

Xiao Mo was so dizzy by the heat wave that he almost flew off the terrace, he lay on the ground, clasped the gap between the planks of the terrace with both hands, and actually crawled over, his eyes barely opened, but his bangs were blown like ink snakes dancing wildly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Thin old man, are you saving me or harming me? You burned the crow army, why did you even kill Lao Tzu, your grandfather's, do you think it's crazy?"

The pipa girl stood as if nothing had happened, her clothes were not fluttering, her face was not red, as if she was out of the matter, not in the same time and space. She hugged the pipa in her arms, walked slowly behind the old man, pointed at Xiao Mo and begged: "Grandpa, save the little boy, he also rushed into me to escape for his life, not out of his heart, why did he do this to him?"

Pei Ruhai looked calm, caressing the strings leisurely, the tune was not hurried or slow, sometimes like human language, but it was a conversation, sometimes like a mood, chaotic and changeable, and said slowly: "On the terrace, how can outsiders be tolerated? Fu'er has fallen in love with this ghostly little ghost?"

Fu'er blushed with shame and said angrily, "Grandpa, where did you go? I'm just ...... Just look at him pitiful. ”

Pei Ruhai said with a smile: "This is very good, when will Fu'er's mind be hidden from the old man? The little ghost has a handsome face and does things imaginatively, but he is not a person who entrusts him for life, so it is best not to associate with him." ”

Fu'er was stunned, she saw Xiao Mo in Lan Kwai Fong that day, and she was already obsessed with his demonic appearance, if such facial features were placed on a woman's face, it would be a country and a city. It happened that he rode in the same carriage that day, and I also said a few words to him, which I think will be unforgettable for a lifetime. She wanted to explain something, but she didn't know what to say, but she had to deal with it, her expression was extremely embarrassed, she was shocked, and said urgently: "Grandpa be careful!"

Suddenly, I saw Shi Jingjiao stepping on the stone masonry and flying up, Mai Yi flew like a fly, and left Tingyuxuan in an instant, passing through the dense crowd, the Chixiao Sword beeped in the air, and stabbed straight towards Pei Ruhai.

Pei Ruhai remained silent, flicked his little finger, the second string vibrated for one, this string belonged to Jin for Shang, as soon as the Shang Sword came out, the flames around the terrace beeped and jumped, and as the Shang Sword rotated at great speed, the huge vortex sucked the Crow Army and the Left Shooting Army to the center, and the sergeant collapsed unconsciously, and the wailing was endless.

The flame was like two dragons devouring each other, hovering all the way to the dome, bursting out patches of red light. Shuanglong's jaw head, entangled and roaring, caged Shi Jingjiao under his claws, opened his blood basin mouth to devour, Chixiao slashed the dragon obliquely, and the hot flame was instantly closed in the sword trough.

This sword seems to be a bottomless abyss, devouring fire like life, the sword body is radiant, billowing smoke, scorching heat, under a closer look, there is a flame slurry net on the sword surface, it is a strange beast totem, Shi Jingjiao laughed and said: "Chixiao has no fire, so the fire is strong, and I have to thank my predecessors, and I have never seen this sword so full of fighting spirit today!"

Pei Ruhai still closed his eyes, his white eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was still in the song. At this time, the qin song was nearing the end, and he stroked the sixth string, the main young palace of the text, soft to overcome the rigid, is the string added by King Wen.

As soon as the Shaogong sword came out, the yellow sand filled the sky in an instant, blowing stones like powder, and the vast world was in chaos. The hurricane was born out of thin air from the bottom of the piano, with the terrace as its heart, spreading in all directions, and unconsciously swept everyone into it.