Guo Rong suddenly woke up and said, "The two things that Senior He likes are music and martial arts?" He Lewei said, "Young Master Guo hit the nail on the head!" He Pingjiang looked at Guo Rong with a smile and said, "You are taught by the son." Guo Rong was not happy and said, "But you are arrogant and arrogant, but I don't like people like you." After hearing this, He Pingjiang couldn't help laughing and said, "Then what kind of people do you like?" Guo Rong said, "Entertainment and respect all living beings." He Pingjiang said, "If you are really capable, I respect you as guests of the superiors." Looking at Guo Rong and Zeng Ling, he slowly said, "But I think you will definitely disappoint me. In the world, all appearance and talent are the opposite. I think a man is handsome and a woman is beautiful. What kind of talent and virtue are there?"

After hearing this, Guo Rong was furious and slapped the table and said, "I think the son has seen me repel two disciples of the Feilong Escort Agency. Do you want to taste the taste of them being defeated?" He Lewei said, "Dad, Mr. Guo was by the pond just now, and only had more than a dozen moves, he defeated two ordinary people with ordinary martial arts. It turned out that those two people were disciples of the Feilong Escort Agency. If Mr. Guo didn't say it, I still couldn't see their martial arts skills." Guo Rong couldn't help but hear the words "two ordinary people with ordinary martial arts" he said.

He was angry, and saw He Pingjiang stroking his beard and said, "Although the name of the Feilong Escort Agency is famous, I only know that its leader Long Taibao is quite skilled. As for his disciples, they are not very famous in the world. What's so proud of repelling such disciples?" Guo Rong said angrily: "I'm so angry, so I have to learn it." After that, he jumped to the open space, stood there, and looked at He Pingjiang with anger. Zeng Ling sat next to the stone, already anxious.

He Pingjiang stood up slowly and slowly walked into the open space, saying, "Young people are good at being full of energy, but they are just too reckless. What should I do if I lose a battle later?" Guo Rong said, "Stop talking nonsense! Kung fu shows the truth!" After saying that, he slashed at He Pingjiang's face. But although he was slowly avoiding it, it seemed to be faster than Guo Rong's palm. Guo Rong didn't care, and then slashed at the other party with one palm, but He Pingjiang avoided it one by one.

Suddenly, He Pingjiang gently brushed Guo Rong's arm with his right hand. Seeing this, Guo Rong didn't know the martial arts skills, so he didn't dare to take it hard at the moment. He dodged and avoided it first, and then pointed his index finger at the other party's shoulder acupoint. He Pingjiang immediately changed his move and brushed his hands. Guo Rong changed his moves in the middle, bent his knees toward the other party's acupoint on the lower abdomen. He Pingjiang gently raised up and kicked Guo Rong in the face. Guo Rong immediately stepped back and avoided it, and his palms were accurate at the speed of landing.

He hit the opponent's chest. He Pingjiang suddenly showed his palms like lightning. With a "bang", Guo Rong shook his body and stood firm. After this time of palm confrontation, Guo Rong already knew that the opponent's skills were not weak. He immediately moved his feet and used his elegant body movements to move around He Pingjiang. At the same time, he pulled out the Worry-free flute and pricked the opponent's key acupoints. He Pingjiang saw that the opponent's moves suddenly changed, and he cleverly matched the acupoints, so he also started to deal with them carefully.

After more than fifty moves, the two of them threw the stalemate at the draw. Suddenly, He Pingjiang laughed, stepped back and stood still, "Young man, not bad, young and promising." After saying that, he still smiled proudly. Guo Rong was stunned on the spot, and He Lewei said, "Young Master Guo, my father deliberately used the method of provoking generals just now to test your martial arts. Now my father is very satisfied with your martial arts. Come and have come and have tea." It turns out that the water has been boiled, and He Lewei has brewed the tea and poured four cups each. Guo Rong suddenly understood and said, "

Senior's martial arts are outstanding, which makes me admire him." The two laughed and returned to their seats together. Zeng Ling was very happy to see this and said, "Brother Rong is young and knowledgeable after all, so I hope you can give me more advice." He Pingjiang looked at Guo Rong and said, "The son can teach you, and the son can teach you." Guo Rong looked embarrassed and said, "The elder senior means that he wants to teach his disciples' martial arts? Unfortunately, I already have a master and cannot be a teacher." He Pingjiang said, "It's okay, it's okay, you two stay for a few days, and we'll just have a conversation."

After a while of tea, it was getting late. He Pingjiang asked, "The weapon flute that Mr. Guo held was very special just now. Can you show me?" Guo Rong immediately handed it over to him. Seeing him holding it in his hand, he looked carefully, then leaned to his mouth, exhaled and made a sound, and played a pleasant flute sound. Guo Rong and Zeng Ling were overjoyed when they heard the sound of the flute. Guo Rong said, "Senior, I didn't expect you to play the flute too?" He Pingjiang said

: "This flute is so special, it should have a name, right?" Guo Rong said, "The flute is named Wuyou." He Pingjiang looked at Wuyou flute carefully and fiddled in his hand. Seeing that it was as white as jade, but hard as iron, he said, "Wuyou flute, a good name!" Then, he said to He Lewei: "Le'er, go and bring the father's next generation Xiao." He Lewei smiled and went back to the house. Guo Rong said in amazement: "The senior Xiao Ming is separated from the world, and he must be extraordinary."

After a while, He Lewei had already taken out a Xiao, but saw that it was black all over, about three feet long and as thick as a bowl. Guo Rong said in surprise: "Senior, it's so long that Xiao is very good at making weapons, but he is a little embarrassed to play music." He Pingjiang smiled proudly, took Xiao from another generation, and said: "I have been fond of martial arts and joy in my life. I have barely passed dozens of moves with Mr. Guo, and I have reduced my greed for martial arts. Now, how about we play music together at the Miluo River?" He Lewei said: "The distance between the fence and the Miluo River is more than ten feet away, and my father is by the river.

There is a five-tone platform." Zeng Ling heard it and immediately smiled, "The station on the Miluo River is called Wuyin. I didn't expect that the senior was so thoughtful, and I was not polite." After that, everyone walked out of the fence together. Guo Rong took Zeng Ling's guzheng from the carriage. Seeing this, He Pingjiang said, "I see that the girl's family background is prominent, why is the guzheng so ordinary?" Zeng Ling said awkwardly: "I made the senior laugh. I just like it, but I didn't deliberately buy the expensive guzheng." However, what Zeng Ling didn't understand was: Why did he know that his family background is extraordinary?

The four of them walked towards the riverside, and finally walked a short walk and saw the turbulent river water, which was the Miluo River, heading towards Dongting Lake. Under the Chuzhu hood by the river, there was a long stone table, about five feet long and two feet wide, with two stone benches placed beside it. He Pingjiang pointed to the riverside with a smile and asked, "What do you think of here?" Zeng Ling smiled and said, "You are happy by the river, and it is a blessing in life." He Pingjiang was very proud and said, "I must have been here for more than two hours every day. Unfortunately, Le'er doesn't like music, but only likes fighting and killing, and no one plays music with me." Zeng Ling said, "Senior, I used to think that the piano was ignorant.

Sound, a regret in life. But after meeting Brother Rong, the piano and flute sounded together to recognize the taste of happiness in life. Seniors are both martial arts and joy, why not find a soulmate in the world? "He Pingjiang sighed, "It's a pity that I am introverted and I can't find a soulmate!" Zeng Ling smiled and said, "What about the elegant pleasure of Brother Rong and I tonight to help the senior?" He Pingjiang had already been unable to hope, so he immediately called Zeng Ling to sit down. Guo Rong immediately placed the guzheng on the stone table in front of him. He Pingjiang stood on the left side of the stone table, Guo Rong stood on the right side of the stone table, and He Lewei sat with Zeng Ling on the stone table. But he saw He Pingjiang bringing Xiao from another generation to his mouth, bulging his cheeks, and the sound of Xiao sounds came out.

After a long time, Zeng Ling smiled and said, "It turns out that what the senior played was 'Remembrance of the flute on the Phoenix Platform', and the younger generation cicadas." After saying that, he gently stroked his jade fingers, and the guzheng music sounded with the sound of Xiao. Qin Xiao played the ensemble, which was even more melodious and beautiful. The music resounded through the Chu bamboo forest. After hearing this, Guo Rong also brought the Wuyou flute to his mouth, stirring the breath, and the sound of the flute sounded, resonating with Qin Xiao Le. After listening, He Lewei couldn't help but applaud: "Three people played together, but it was more than a hundred times more beautiful than father. Dad, you finally met a soulmate for forgotten years!"

The sound of Xiao, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute were played together. Suddenly Zeng Ling's red lips moved slightly and she sang: "Life is like a dream, like a mirror flower, and she still feels pity for the empty space. I remember the past, the encounter of wind and rain, and the blink of an eye is fleeting. I met you with you on the water bank, and where you looked at each other, my eyes were blurred. The scenery was beautiful, the years were in full bloom, and my feelings were harmonious. Wuqing Pavilion looked hand in hand, and the flowers were under the moon, and I asked you if you understand it? But I raised my eyes and asked you about the jade from afar, and my heart was connected. Who would have thought that I would be more miserable than my neighborhood, and my love was bitter and my barriers were blocked. Time was long, and I laughed and happy in my dreams."

After singing, He Pingjiang suddenly stopped playing the flute, stared at Zeng Ling, and said, "I didn't expect that the girl not only played the Guzheng beautifully, but also wrote a good lyric." Zeng Ling smiled and said, "Senior laughed. This lyrics was realized by my second sister missing Brother Yun. Now their beauties are natural and have already thrown this lyrics out of the sky." He Pingjiang looked at the sky from afar and murmured, "Senior sister must have both talent and beauty, and a peerless beauty." Zeng Ling smiled and said, "Senior is saying, but unfortunately, the second sister can't hear your praise." He Pingjiang said, "Hahaha, life is hard to say."

Guo Rong suddenly said, "Senior, I know that you have a profound skill, and I ask you for advice on something." He Pingjiang asked in surprise, "What's the matter?" Guo Rong said, "You will understand when I play it." After that, he put the Wuyou flute to his mouth, stimulated his internal strength, and his fingers jumped, and played "Yangchun Baixue". But he heard its sounds either high or low, fast or slow, sharp or flat, or entered the sky or was excited. Suddenly, He Lewei said, "Dad, look, the bamboo leaves seem to be dancing to the tune!" Looking in the direction of his fingers, he saw the bamboo leaves behind him swing slightly, either left or right, stretching down or retracting, and jumping back and forth like a dragonfly, just like countless dancing elves.

Seeing this, Guo Rong stopped in surprise and said, "How could this be?" It turned out that his skill has improved a lot, and the flute sound naturally played is even stronger. He just stopped, but at this time, the wind was all the bamboo leaves stopped, as if they had completely forgotten the wonderful dance just now. He Pingjiang suddenly laughed and said, "Young master injected internal energy into the music, letting the music sound walk in the air with internal energy. This is the first time I have seen such invisible and beautiful skills. It is wonderful, wonderful!" He Lewei

After hearing this, he was surprised and said, "Dad, so that's it. There is such skill in the world, and it is easy to kill people invisible." He Pingjiang said, "It's not that easy to kill people invisible. Come on, Mr. Guo, teach me how to use this skill." Guo Rong said awkwardly: "Senior, I don't know how to use it, so I will naturally come out when playing the flute." He Pingjiang said, "Then if you blow again, I'll see if there is any trick." At that moment, Guo Rong started playing again.

He Pingjiang looked around for a while, and suddenly, he reached out to make a stop gesture. Guo Rong stopped immediately. He Pingjiang said, "Look at how I learned." After saying that, he put Xiao next to his mouth, his thin little face bulged his huge cheeks, motivated his internal force, and also played "Yangchun Baixue". Guo Rong and the other three looked at the bamboo leaves, but occasionally swung with the wind. When there was no wind, they all quietly dropped on the bamboo branches, and were indifferent to Xiao Sheng.

After playing for a while, He Pingjiang took Xiao down and said, "Young Master Guo, if you blow, I will understand it again." Guo Rong nodded, then put the Wuyou flute to his mouth and started playing it, but it was still "Yangchun and white snow". Sure enough, the sound of the flute sounded, and the bamboo leaves around him danced with the music again, which was very beautiful. He Lewei saw that it was dark, and he supported two lanterns to illuminate the surrounding stones.

For a while, He Pingjiang reached out to let Guo Rong stop, and listened to his thoughtful murmur: "The internal force rises from the dantian, and encourages the true energy to blow out from his heart." After that, he put the second generation Xiao, who was as thick as a bowl, to his mouth and blew it. Xiao's "Yangchun Baixue" has a unique flavor, but the bamboo leaves are not moved. After a while, He Pingjiang lowered his hands and placed the second generation Xiao on the stone table, and said to Guo Rong: "I'll try changing your flute." Guo Rong handed it to him, and after taking it, he recited it silently several times before he put the flute to his mouth and played it exactly the same as Guo Rong. However, although the songs played were generally beautiful, the bamboo leaves were still hanging quietly on the bamboo branches, as if they were already fascinated and forgot to dance.

After a long time, He Pingjiang sighed, put down the worry-free flute and said, "I didn't expect that I was so happy all my life, but in the end I couldn't even learn what a boy could do. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" Guo Rong said, "Senior, don't be discouraged, I also learned it by accident. Take your time, you can definitely do it." He Pingjiang asked, "How did you learn it?" Guo Rong told the story of using the sound of the flute to dispel the fog by chance on Tianmen Mountain. After hearing this, He Pingjiang said, "So that's the case, I have to understand it well." Zeng Ling said, "Senior, you can understand it slowly, Brother Rong and I will do it again.

Play a song together." He Pingjiang smiled and said, "It's so good." He Lewei said, "Okay, you play the song, I will practice with the music, how about?" Zeng Ling smiled and said, "Is it good for Mr. He to dance like bamboo leaves?" He Lewei said, "I 'I'm trying to drive mountains and the spirit is beyond the world', a strong man, how could he dance such a soft dance?" Zeng Ling smiled and lowered her head, thinking in her mind, and suddenly the slender jade fingers blew, and the Guzheng music sounded again. When Guo Rong heard this, it turned out to be the song of "Thinking of old friends in the mountains", so he changed it slightly and started playing with a flute. But He Lewei stepped on the rhythm of the tune and punched and kicked up and down.

Suddenly, the sound of the Xiao was so loud that it completely submerged the sound of the zither and flute, resounding across the banks of the Miluo River. Guo Rong then realized that the sound of the zither was so great that the sound of the music played was even louder. The tune of He Pingjiang twisted, and the sound of the music gradually became thinner and softer, like a boat floating on the river surface with the waves, which made people feel calm. After listening to it, Zeng Ling knew that the sound of playing the "Fan Canglang". After understanding the song, she immediately stirred the strings of the piano and stepped on the tune and harmonious. Guo Rong wanted to play the flute several times, but never did

He had never played such a fresh song before, so he could not keep up with the rhythm for a while. So he simply put the flute away, jumped to He Lewei, and used his skills to compete with him. The two of them fists and palms, and each move followed the rush of the song. It was said to be a competition, but it was more appropriate to use the word "performance". But it was not a simple performance. They used internal strength to send and receive freely, but they just didn't attack the other party.

After the song "Fan Canglang", He Lewei was already exhausted and sweating profusely and panting. He jumped to the side and said, "Dad, come and play with Mr. Guo." Wu and Le were He Pingjiang's favorite things in his life. He said, "It's so good. I haven't practiced martial arts under the music in my life. I should try it tonight." After saying that, he placed Xiao of the next generation on a stone table, jumped to Guo Rong, and said, "I'll call you brothers, you and me are the intercourse of the past year. Come and play again." After saying that, without waiting for Guo Rong to agree or not, he slapped Guo Rong in the chest. Guo Rong used a move, and the two quickly fought together.

Zeng Ling saw that both of them were fighting quickly, but she didn't expect that He Qu was the most appropriate, but He Pingjiang was already urging: "Miss Zeng, come on the song!" Zeng Ling recited silently in her heart. There was already a song, her jade fingers flew, and the tune quickly sounded like a ball falling to the ground, like an arrow rain, just in line with the rhythm of the two of them. When He Pingjiang heard this, he said happily: "It turned out to be 'Lin Chong Ye Bi'. The songs that the little girl knew were so wide." After saying that, the fists and feet were on the right pace, and the two continued to fight.

The tune of "Lin Chong Ye Run" is relatively long, and the two of them finished playing more than 200 moves. At this time, Guo Rong was already out of breath and sweating profusely. Looking at He Pingjiang again, although he still looked calm, he was actually breathing slightly and his sweat had already been wet. He Lewei applauded and said, "Dad, today I finally met a master who can match you in martial arts. It is a pleasure to congratulate him!" He Pingjiang said lightly: "Little brother, it is rare to have such a profound martial arts cultivation at such an age. But there are still many flaws in your martial arts. How about I unlock them one by one?" Guo Rong was very happy and said, "Thank you, senior."

He Pingjiang slowly slapped Guo Rong's chest with a palm. Seeing this, Guo Rong knew that the other party was going to test his moves. He immediately responded to his usual response, avoided it first, and then slashed it with his palm. He Pingjiang suddenly stopped and said, "Little brother, wait."

(End of this chapter)
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