Ding, ding, ding!
In the vast sea of clouds, the bright moon hangs high above the river.
The slanting moon shines on Yuting.
The sound of the piano is like rain, and the plantains suddenly fall into the bead plate.
If no one knew him, no one would believe that the strange man in front of him was Jiang Duanxian, the No. 1 sword in the world back then, and now No. 1 in the Nine Dragon Palace.
The majestic man in white clothes sitting in the gazebo is as square and straight as a drawn sword.
He looked like he was in his early thirties, younger than Shuai Tianfan. The face is like a crown jade, the forehead is broad, the nose is straight and the bridge is high. In a flawlessly handsome face, there is a pair of eyes that are brighter than the most dazzling stars in the sky.
Such a beautiful woman can be called the most beautiful man in the world.
It seems that the owner of this face also thinks he is too handsome, so he grew a elegant mustache to make himself look older than a teenager.
But in this way, besides being handsome, he added a touch of suaveness.
It's a treat for all ages.
It's just that Jiang Duanxian always gives people a sense of emptiness outside the human world. It is not a person who puts the Buddha sitting there, but just a ray of obsession left in the human world after the immortal body is gone.
Illusionary, seemingly real and illusory.
Yan Gongzhan looked into the distance and smiled slightly.
Fortunately, this golden dragon has the right orientation, otherwise both men and women would eat them all.
Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding!
The melodious sound of the piano swayed from Jiang Duanxian's fingers, the bright moon, river water, and the sound of the piano are so elegant and amazing.
But in front of him, there was no desk, let alone a Yaoqin. The sound of the clanking piano was just the strange sound made by the qi from his fingertips piercing through the air.
"Empty finger piano sound"!
It was Jiang Duanxian's secret technique in [The Seven Wonders of the Tianqin], the finger strength of empty playing, piercing through gold and piercing stone, as fast as thunder, no trace can be found.
Originally, this trick had been practiced by him without a sound, but this master couldn't bear to attack the famous name of winning, so he deliberately made this elegant piano sound.
How many geniuses have worked hard for 20 years to learn the unique skills, but he has already learned them in two years, but it took another three years to practice this silent finger strength to produce this wonderful piano sound.
Odd temper, often makes people laugh and cry.
At this time, Jiang Duanxian seemed to be in high spirits, and the tune played by "Kongzhi Qinyin" was indeed wonderful.
"Second!"
He was closing his eyes and listening to the heavenly sound, but Jiang Duanxian and Xu Huan's dreamlike calling came from Yan Gongzhan's ear: "I heard that there is a boy named Ye Qingxuan in the Jianghu who knows the sword technique of [Lingmiao Qijuejian]!" , being able to control the flying sword with the sound of the zither, disturbing the mind, ethereal and ethereal... I wonder if it is better or worse than my 'empty finger zither sound'?"
Yan Gongzhan laughed dumbly, and said: "That kid Ye Qingxuan is indeed a genius, but he is far inferior to his elder brother. But I heard that this kid is also a funny stunt, especially like [Six Meridians Sword], [Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms], [Tianshan Zhemei Shou] and other martial arts are unique and unique, and they can be called unique in the world. Especially a few days ago, Ye Qingxuan easily defeated Mr. Qiubai..."
"Oh? Interesting, interesting." Hearing what Yan Gongzhan said, Jiang Duanxian's blurred eyes flashed a gleam of light, showing some interest. In an instant, Jiang Duanxian's empty body became solid, and the spirit of the Buddha returned, and his body reappeared in the human world.
"Kid Qiubai thinks very highly of himself, if people hate him, it's good to suffer some setbacks. If he doesn't break through again, death will make people worry."
Yan Gongzhan sighed slightly, this eldest brother seems to have long been indifferent to everything in the world, even his own descendants are strangers, only these interesting things can attract his attention.
What crisis in the world, martial arts justice, what martial arts conference, the position of the leader, if it wasn't for a palm print left by Vimo Nitian in the Nine Dragon Palace back then, which caused Jiang Duanxian's heart that has been dusty for a hundred years, even if the world was bleeding into rivers, he would not Take a second look.
well!
Speaking of which, it is actually me and the other brothers who are really unrepentant.
"Brother, have you talked with Li Muru?" Yan Gongzhan asked respectfully.
"Let's talk, let's talk." There was a trace of impatience in Jiang Duanxian's eyes, "A layman. He has a lot of ambition. But considering his almost paranoid aggressiveness, let's give him a chance. Heh heh heh, his blood Zong Kung Fu has already practiced to the state of 'blood turning green', it can be said that he is the number one master of the blood sect in the millennium, if he can find the 'xue linglong' left by Che Xuehe back then, and cooperate with the blood baby sword, there is definitely a chance Reaching the highest level of invisible five colors... A blood sect master in the apotheosis realm, I really want to compete... "
Yan Gongzhan chuckled, and said: "Brother, even if he has reached the unprecedented level of the Blood Sect, how can he be your opponent. But it's okay to relieve boredom. Besides... since the ancestor of Xianlong provided the bronze dragon pagoda The entry key of Xue Linglong is probably among them, should we tell Li Muru the news so that he can serve us even more... "
"You can deal with ordinary things in the world." Jiang Duanxian's eyes drifted away, and his whole state began to become empty again. "You guys are bound to die, you can enjoy yourself for a hundred years, but don't let me step into this boring world..."
"Yes. Brother. When we are ready, we will arrange a decisive battle with Vimo Nitian for you."
"Vimo defies the sky, Vimo defies the sky..." Jiang Duanxian's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he stared blankly at the bright moon on the river, and said slowly: "I really have some expectations..."
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Jingle Bell!
"How is it? Does it look good?" Zhan Yu, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, was so excited that he pulled Ye Qingxuan who was sleepy and showed him a pair of silver bells in his hand. "This is the asylum bell that I begged for a long time before Master Hidden Sword made it. It hangs on my son's little feet. It's chubby. Hey, the bell rings in a flash. Do you think it's okay..."
"Okay, okay!" Ye Qingxuan's eyelids were heavy, and he almost begged for mercy: "Second brother, I beg you to let me sleep for a while, the decisive battle is going to be tomorrow, who are you looking for, you have to look for me?"
In the letter from Jingzhao Mansion, Chu Dieyi invited the best painters to paint some portraits of mother and child for Zhan Yu to relieve Zhan Yu’s lovesickness, but unexpectedly, it was as if he had given Zhan Yu blood. , tossing around day and night, wanting to get some gifts for his son and daughter-in-law back home, this is a pain for the brothers.
"I don't have to thank you!" Zhan Yu chuckled, and said with a smile, "You know? My precious son's name is now..."
"What's your name?" Ye Qingxuan asked with his chin in his hands.
"Zhan Zhao!"
Plop!
Ye Qingxuan hit the table directly.
"Are you sick? Why did you choose this name?" Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead and asked.
"Isn't that good?" Zhan Yu said with a chuckle: "I heard the stories you told those boys. They are heroes and have official positions, such as 'Five Rats in Tokyo', 'Three Heroes and Five Yi'ah, how interesting. My dad also agrees."
"Just like it!" Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes, turned around and walked towards the bed, "Close the door when you go out!"
"Hey, I haven't said I'm leaving yet... Hey, what's the point of snoring? Protesting?"