Not to mention that the more anxious Jiang Chenbi became, the less steady he became. Even though Jimo Yao hung her long sleeves firmly in the air, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Shen Bi's oval face instantly turned red into a monkey's ass,
But he refused to admit this evil, and jumped up on one foot in a daze, trying to show off the "Phoenix Qing Kung" he had learned in Nanlin. Unexpectedly, the smooth jade shoes had just slipped halfway out, and the colorful skirt suddenly jerked.
The ground was pulled by someone, and instead of flying up, it fell straight onto the thick ice and landed on its buttocks.
With a "boom", men, women, old and young all forgot about their disciples who were hanging in the water, and the crowd suddenly became happy.
Wen Li poked his head out of the hole amidst the earth-shaking laughter, slowly loosened his hand holding the colorful skirt, bent down, and made thousands of moves towards Shen Bi, back and forth, left, right, and right.
揖. Nan Jiayou sighed and walked aside alone.
The loud laughter passed into Kong Yuechuan's ears, and Yuechuan felt that the noise was non-stop. Standing on the shore in the distance, he counted silently in his heart: ten, nine, eight, seven... If Qingqing was still missing after counting to one, he would
I have to go down to the pond to find out.
Three, two, one...
As I was about to fall silent, I suddenly heard the sound of "dong dong" coming from the water again.
The happy crowd suddenly remembered the tense atmosphere, and the waves of laughter stopped abruptly, like a group of long-necked geese poking their heads to see what was going on in the pool.
"Dong, dong"...the sound of tapping on the surface of the pool seemed very strange. It was different from the force of rushing to land, but it was a bit calmer than the sound of underwater drums.
Mo Lingfeng stood next to Yue Chuan, listening quietly, but he felt that something was most likely not right. The white jade flute had been with him for a long time, and it was as hard as cutting iron as mud, and it was definitely not as hard as a few pieces of ice.
It is easy to imagine that the music gradually became stronger and stronger, and the continuous drum beating finally became deafening. Several children watching the excitement had already covered their ears.
However, the drum beat under the ice continued, and with a "boom" sound, it hit the shore of the ice pool. Some of the elders who were too close to the shore swayed in confusion. Even Wen Qing said "Wow"
She cried loudly and immediately got into Wen Li's arms.
Only Wen Xian and Ruo Dong still stood on the shore unmoved - "Boom!"
There was another violent collision, and the world was about to be overturned into chaos, but the ice of the frost pool remained unmoved.
Only then did Ling Feng realize that the place where the underwater man hit was already on the shore of the pond, almost tearing up the junction of the ice and the soil bank. Before going into the water, all the heads of each family had emphasized to one degree or another that the frost was
The ice bank of the pond is thick but the heart is thin, not to mention the row of ruby and sapphire-decorated tiled platforms near the bank.
In a word, if you want to break the water from the shore, it is better to learn from Pangu and create the world.
After the second loud noise, the water surface suddenly became silent, and there was no sound for a while.
"Master!" There was a loud roar, and the heavy ice on the shore suddenly shouted, and exploded into a large piece of ice. It was as tall as a walnut tree and as thick as an ancient banyan tree.
The layer suddenly flew into the sky, and hundreds of pairs of eyes couldn't help but look up at the same time: I saw the huge ice flying five or six feet high, and then smashed vertically towards the ice surface——
Before the onlookers had time to escape, the ice was like a huge jade butterfly. It suddenly crashed down, and the sound of vibrations went straight through the sky. It suddenly fell to the ground, scattering thousands of transparent fragments. With the sound of explosion, a burst of smoke instantly covered the frost pool.
Wrap a corner.
Qingqing struggled to stand up among the flowers and butterflies, and murmured: "I'll wait for you to come back."
Qingqing dressed in green clothes and struggled out of the water, completing the first round of ten-person selection of the Eight Sound Club in the Frost and Snow Cave.
Looking at the other nine people, although not all of them could be said to be high-spirited, they were all in good spirits. Only Qingqing looked like a walking corpse hanging with a breath, trembling all over, with pale lips on her waxy face.
Stop fighting.
An Yu on the ice was the first to react. Before her heart could beat out of her throat, she quickly rushed towards the shore. Seeing General An's dark face double in front of her eyes, Qing Qing finally said "Wow"
He spat out a big mouthful of cold water and fell down slumped.
Halfway down the road, Yue Chuan happened to catch him. Qingqing squinted his eyes and opened and closed his pale lips. Yue Chuan turned his head, and Qingqing leaned into his ear and said: "General... there is a person at the bottom of the pool.
song."
Now that the names of the ten people have been decided on the paper, the other factions are fighting in vain, one after another, rushing to fish out their unsatisfied descendants. The sun has already set in the night.
Swallowing the frosty pond stars again, Qingqing coughed violently, turned over and opened her eyes.
As soon as Ling Feng and Qing Qing looked at each other, he jumped up holding the decoction: "Good Lin'er, you have saved your life!"
Qingqing stood up and looked around: in the barren mountains and fields, the pool that had been broken during the day had already refrozen. The children of various sects were taken care of by their heads, seniors or brothers and sisters.
The man who was hanging on for dear life was sipping the warm soup; there were also young men and women who came alone, curled up on their own and nestled in the corner to get warm. Even Hei Anyu, who didn't know where to hold the big cotton quilt, half
Lying on the ground, "Ah Qiu" sneezed.
General Kong went to look for soup for the two freezing men. The bonfire was covered with vomited snow and blood.
But there was another person, walking calmly, stepping through the bank of fire-lit clothes, walking straight through the crowd, and walking towards the three of them. Ling Feng looked sideways, and he was really unhappy. So he stood up alone and walked from Yuechuan
He took one out of his arrow basket and stabbed it directly into the soil with a "ding" sound.
Sect Leader Nan laughed happily: "Master Zhuangyuan, you haven't practiced martial arts in these years, you must be careless!"
Ling Feng did not answer his words, but looked directly into Nan Xiao's eyes, and stepped in front of him. Nan Xiao took a step forward, and was immediately followed closely, blocking him in front of him. Head Nan took another step forward
He took a step but didn't hit the ground. He directly tripped Ling Feng's calf. He saw the champion fell down and immediately landed on the ground chewing mud.
At this time, Nan Xiao went straight around Mo Lingfeng and walked towards Qingqing. An Yu, who was half lying on the ground, took off the quilt and slowly stood up, but Qingqing just stood up, picked up the bowl of medicine, and silently
Blowing on the rim of the bowl.
Behind Nan Xiao came an old man with a green beard, wrapped in vegetation and vines. "Nan Lin's 'Hui Chun Xuan Huang' Li Wu is a doctor who has no equal in the world." Nan Xiao put her hands on her hips, "If Miss Linghu is
I caught a cold today and asked Mr. Li to take a look at it to make sure it is correct."
Nan Xiao had a kind smile on his face. If Qing Qing hadn't forgotten the fierce look on his face when confronting Zi Shu, he would have been moved to tears by this kind-hearted old man.
Qing Qing glanced at Li Langzhong, whose body was covered with weeds, and said solemnly: "Medical skills are originally used to help the world, so naturally they cannot be compared." When Li Wu heard this, he bent down and suddenly fell from his full body.
He raised his eyes from the green beard on his face.
"Medical skills are originally used to help the world. Naturally, they cannot be compared to each other." This was told to Qingqing by Linghu Qichuan when Qingqing went to Lirong Mountain when he was young and had a high fever.
Qingqing was very puzzled: "Sister, there are quack doctors who are harmful to people in this world, but there are good doctors who can save people. Why is there no distinction between superior and inferior doctors?"
Qichuan shook his head. Perhaps Qingqing was too young at that time, so Qichuan couldn't understand what he said. But Li Langzhong listened at this moment. Instead, he stopped what he was doing and flickered the words hidden behind his thick green beard.
The small eyes seemed to look directly into Qingqing's heart.
Qing Qing raised his head and smiled back at Nan Xiao: "This disciple is fine, but Master Bu Lao Nan is worried."
"Okay." Nan Xiao nodded and waved his hand to signal Li Wu to step back, "I have something to say to you. I have to wait until Miss Linghu is conscious and I will tell you in person."
Propose marriage?
Upon hearing the word "proposing marriage", Qingqing's eyes suddenly widened. Even An Yu, who quietly held the arrow cluster tightly, couldn't help but loosen his grip slightly.
"I have an eldest son, who is twenty-three years old and named Jiayou. Before this child was weak, I forced him to practice martial arts. As a result, at this age, he still has not married. Linghu Heroine and the Number One Scholar
I have heard a little about the old affairs of the Duke; I was also involved in the grudges between Lirong Mountain and Broken Qionglin. It’s just that the four musical instruments of the eight tones are missing and the corners are uneven. Even if the ancestors come to investigate, the leader of Linghu and me,
I'm afraid I'll be completely ashamed and embarrassed! If the girl can get married to Quanzi, it will definitely clear up the ice and snow, and let go of the past..."
"Nonsense!" Qingqing's fiery temperament could not stand Nan Xiao's endless talk. He stood up suddenly, only to realize that his loud voice shocked outsiders. The disciples lying on the ground who were freezing and vomiting got up one after another, and the words were written all over the place.
Curious eyes looked over.
Qing Qing also realized that he was suddenly reckless. After a moment of silence, he stood up and bowed his head to Nan Xiao: "It is really difficult for the disciples to obey what Master Nan said. Without Master's permission, the disciples will never dare to make their own decisions on such a big matter."
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Nan Xiao raised her head coldly and said, "Why, since the head of Linghu is not around, I still can't make the final decision on my face?"
After hearing this, Qing Qing took a step back and bowed deeply as before: "Without the order of the master, the disciple cannot accept the responsibility of the master without permission."
The words fell to the ground, although their strength was weak, but they were still very loud. Nan Xiao was silent for a long time without speaking. Qing Qing tentatively raised his head, but found that Master Nan was already staring into the distance. On the contrary, Li Wu and Li Langzhong were looking through the jungle above.
He stared closely into his own eyes.
I don't know what kind of magic is in the doctor's eyes. Qingqing just touched his eyes and felt like being attracted by some magnet. The two stood there, Li Wu blinked, but Qingqing still bent down and raised his eyebrows.
He stared blankly at the human-shaped bush, confused and confused.
Several seniors from other sects who were close to him saw the clue and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Li Wu frowned and suddenly moved his gaze to the sky. The powerful attraction was finally released. Qingqing took a deep breath and lowered her head again.
Until Nan Xiao and Li Wu passed by, Qingqing still bowed and did not dare to move. Hearing the footsteps walking away, Qingqing turned around and saw Nan Xiao breaking Qiong Lin's palm with his hands.
As the host of the sect, he greeted the young disciples lying on the ground one by one. Sometimes Sect Master Nan stroked the young children's hair, and Qingqing couldn't help but wonder whether this was the same person as the enemy who was hit by the "Three Points of Penetration" palm.
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An Yu came to Qingqing's side, opened her mouth half-open, opened her eyes wide and shook her head.
Seeing that Nan Xiao was about to sit down on the withered grass, An Yu pointed to an old man beside Nan Xiao and said to Qing Qing: "This hero with a short beard and white hair is about the same age as our general. His surname is Chen."
Kumai, the old leader of Shattered Qionglin's 'Crooked Snake' sect. The disciple of the family is best at the 'Three-ring Snake Hook Spear'."
Qingqing became interested when he heard this: "General An, what is the 'three-ring snake hook gun'?"
"To put it simply." An Yu also sipped a bowl of soup, "it means that the gun can only fire three times. Anyone who has heard the fourth gun blast will never survive the gunfire."
Qing Qing couldn't help but shudder: "If we want to compete again tomorrow, it would be better not to meet this disciple."
After hearing this, An Yu shook his head slightly and turned his face to the young man lying next to the old man with a short beard: "Chen Qiao is only one month older than me. When Mr. Chen took him out of the water today, his belly was as swollen as a flower ball."
I vomited all afternoon and finally ran out of breath."
Hearing this, Qingqing was not surprised at all. He was just stunned for a moment, and then let out a long silent sigh. Seeing the wrinkled weather texture on the face of the head of Chen Kumai Chen, his white hair was like a frozen waterfall.
, no matter how you look at it, you don’t think he is the same age as Kong Yuechuan. Maybe it’s just that your biological son will never come back, and his head turned gray overnight.
Seeing An Yu looking at Chen Kumai and stroking Chen Qiao's wet hair, Qingqing suddenly remembered something: "I wonder how old General An is?"
"It was just fifteen last month."
"Fifteen!" Qingqing secretly glanced at An Yu's dark and weathered face again, and said that even if it was twenty-five, some people would believe it. Quietly surprised and silent, Qingqing couldn't help but raise her chin, "You are younger than me.
I’ll be sixteen next month.”
At this time, Master Chen had put his son on his back and walked away step by step. An Yu glanced at Qingqing's little face, which was about to face the sky, and suddenly flicked her forehead: "Sister Linghu, go to sleep quickly."
Bar."
The fires on the withered ice grass were extinguished one by one. No matter how much pain, life or death, they were completely silent after the last flame dimmed. Qingqing opened her eyes, and tonight's evening clouds cleared away, revealing a large area
The blinking stars came. Clusters of dim light flickered alternately, as if the silent bonfire on the grass still couldn't forget the excitement of the day and gathered again in the dark sky.
Qingqing quietly folded the quilt and tiptoed to the side of Gray Crystal. Crystal licked her hand docilely. When its long eyelashes finally began to fight, Qingqing had nothing to pack, so she simply
He walked straight behind the horse's butt, and then started running quietly.
The night view of Shuangtan can be considered to be of the highest quality. Stepping into the dense forest of Nanlin, Qingqing couldn't help but think of the "Eighteen Beats of Hujia" that he had forgotten nearly half of. There are bamboo shadows in Lirong Mountain in summer and plum blossoms in winter, but only the panpan
The folded ancient banyan tree has been surrounded by its air roots for hundreds of thousands of years. If you put down the piano at will, you will find a comfortable and cool place.
It's a pity that Bai Yuxiao is no longer around. That broken wooden stick has caused so many troubles.
The dewdrops are tinkling, and the sound of horse hooves is also tinkling... Hey, where did the horseshoes come from?
Qingqing turned around and saw that Yue Chuan had picked a large wide leaf and covered it on his head. It was very interesting to swing around. Unexpectedly, he was riding a horse and was in the mood of excitement. Suddenly he hit Qingqing who turned around suddenly.
A coincidence.
Yue Chuan put down Ye Zi, and patted Crystal's neck lightly: "I told you to speak softly, so that others can hear you." Seeing Qingqing with her hands on her hips, lowering her head and not answering, a smile as elegant as a clear spring bloomed on Yue Chuan's face.
: "We will draw lots early tomorrow morning, don't wander around too late."
"I didn't wander around." Qingqing bit her lip, "I won't go back."
As soon as Yue Chuan heard this, he immediately dismounted and came over. Qingqing continued: "They are holding my neck and pushing me under the water!" Unexpectedly, his words trailed off. He had to give up his feelings, but suddenly he heard a cry.
He sobbed and cried non-stop, "I don't even have the wooden flute, how can I compete?"
As soon as General Kong touched Qingqing's head, Qingqing told everything about how he was dragged under the pond and the white jade flute was taken away.
After hearing this, Yue Chuan patted Qing Qing on the shoulder: "Lin'er saved a life by ranking tenth. This is good luck that Master Chen can't envy. Why can't he withstand the blow of losing his flute?
Furthermore, if you really saw clearly that it was the eldest son of the Nan family who did it, you should justly take it back in the next few days."
"I don't want that broken stick." Qing Qing suddenly tilted his head and said, "He is the young master of the Nan family who is rewarded by heaven for his hard work. Who can be so rare for such a precious thing compared to me, a Linghu wild man from the mountains?"
"Okay." Yue Chuan straightened Qingqing's arm and asked her to look at him, "You don't have the wooden flute and the competition is over, so you just go back to Rongshan Mountain?"
Qingqing slowly shook his head: "I'm going to find the master. The master is in Xuantan."
"The final test of the Eight Music Club is also in Xuantan."
After Kong Yuechuan finished speaking a short sentence, he lowered his head and looked into Qingqing's tearful eyes. Unable to hold back, the tears in Qingqing's eyes broke like beads and fell on the lapel of Qingqing's shirt one after another. Crystal Bears
The two of them were watching, and there was no sign of any difficulty on the animal. It was just that its hooves were much lighter on the way back, and it kept making click, click, click sounds in the forest.
"The ancients used five spirits to match the five directions. The dragon is wood; the phoenix is fire; the lin is earth; the white tiger is gold; and the turtle is water." Listen to the examiner's voice that sounds like a rock.
At the end of the day, ten scrolls have been distributed to everyone.
Yesterday during the day, except for the six disciples who were under the pond of death, the other 90 or so disciples were not in a hurry to go back, but stayed together to "observe Jinjin" and watch the excitement. As soon as the scroll came down, Nan Jiayou was surrounded by Li San.
The outer three floors are surrounded by an airtight wall.
"It's a turtle!" Someone who was quick to speak already shouted out.
Qingqing glanced at the inside of the scroll through the back of the paper, feeling for the outline, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. An Yu suddenly came over and said, "Sister Linghu, look at this." All he could see was the pure white gold on the bottom.
, the ink pen sketched a white tiger with a big mouth and fangs. The tiger's eyes were as big as copper bells, and the short hairs stood up. Although the picture was colorless, An Yu's sudden expansion still scared Qing Qing.
Jump.
Qingqing took a deep breath and slowly opened the scroll in his hand. A fierce phoenix spread its wings, and a few feathers fell into the blazing flames. Seeing this, An Yu finally let out a sigh of relief and felt relieved. Seeing ten people
Qingqing, who was still unfamiliar with Zhongdadu, quietly walked through the crowd and hid behind Nan Jianing: "Mr. Nan, guess what I have?"
Just as Jianing turned around, Qingqing suddenly leaned out. Sure enough, a flying fire phoenix appeared on the paper.