Chivalry Cultivation System

Chapter 262 Qin Weng
Therefore, he must do his best and must defeat the four friends of Meizhuang in the shortest possible time.

He wins with force, so he is not afraid of the attraction of the black and white stones on the chessboard.

His unremarkable strokes, when the tip of the pen touched the chessboard, it was as easy as piercing tofu, but the rusty stylus pierced through the chessboard at once, and the pen body penetrated the chessboard. The tip of the pen was pointed at Hei Zi's throat.

The black and white pieces let go of the chessboard, their faces earthy.I deeply feel that my martial arts are useless.I was extremely annoyed and angry for a while.

However, even the black and white pieces were completely lost.

Seeing that the chessboard was useless, Xiao Xiaomo simply let Swallowing Sister swallow it!

However, what Meizhuang Sanyou and Ding Jian saw in their eyes was the chessboard that was still on the stylus, but it disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Danqing was the most straightforward by nature, and he blurted out, "What kind of kung fu is this? It's so powerful?"

Xiao Xiaomo said lightly: "It's the Zixia magical skill of the Huashan School. I'm just getting a glimpse of the way, and I've made the four seniors laugh at me!"

Hei Hei Zi sighed: "Haven't learned it all yet, he is already so great, if he can practice it all, wouldn't Xiao Shaoxia become invincible in the world? Zixia's magical skills are really powerful. The four of us are not wronged at all."

The other three also felt the same way, and they all nodded in agreement.

Of course, Xiao Xiaomo was self-effacing again.

The bald penman was just thinking about Zhang Xu's "Straightforward Post" and begged: "Brother Xiao, please show me that post again."

Xiao Xiaomo smiled and said: "After the big master wins me, this post will belong to the third master. Even if you read it for three days and three nights, it's up to you."

The bald penman said: "I have been watching for seven days and seven nights!"

Xiao Xiaomo said: "Okay, let's watch for seven days and seven nights."

Bald Pen Weng felt itchy and asked, "Second Brother, I'll ask Big Brother to help, okay?"

Hei Hei Zi said: "The two of you are here to accompany the guests, I will tell the eldest brother."

Turn around and go out.

Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Xiao, let's drink. Alas, this jar of wine was ruined a lot by the third brother."

He said pouring wine into the glass.

The bald pen man said angrily: "What has ruined so much? You drink this wine in your belly and turn it into urine and pull it out. How can I leave a book on the wall for eternity? The wine is passed down through the book. In a thousand years, someone will see me. Calligraphy, only then did you know that there was an altar of TLF red wine like yours in the world."

Dan Qingsheng raised his wine glass, turned to the wall, and said: "Wall, wall, you are so lucky to be able to taste the fine wine brewed by the fourth grandpa, even without my third brother writing on your face, you...you...you would Immortal."

Xiao Xiaomo said with a smile: "Compared to this wall of ignorance, the younger generation is much luckier to be able to taste this kind of rare wine."

Saying a toast.

Dan Qingsheng and Xiao Xiaomo drank their glasses, and the more they drank, the more excited they became.

The two drank seventeen or eight cups each before Hei Hei Zi came out and said, "Brother Xiao, my elder brother has an invitation, please move."

Xiao Xiaomo nodded, put down his wine glass and followed the black and white pieces out of the chess room, through a corridor, and came to the gate of Yueyue Cave.

The word "Qin Xin" is written on the forehead of the gate of the Moon Cave, which is made of blue colored glaze.

After passing through the Moon Cave Gate, there is a quiet flower path with slender bamboos on both sides, and moss growing on the cobblestones of the flower path, which seems to be seldom visited by people.The flower path leads to three stone houses.

There are seven or eight pines in front of and behind the house, tall and straight, covering the gloomy surroundings.

Hei Hei Zi gently pushed open the door and said in a low voice, "Please come in."

As soon as Xiao Xiaomo entered the room, he smelled sandalwood.

Hei Hei Zi said: "Brother, Young Xia Xiao is here."

An old man came out of the inner room, cupped his hands and said: "Young Xia Xiao came to our village, and he did not welcome you from far away. Forgive your sins, forgive your sins."

Xiao Xiaomo saw that the old man was in his sixties and was as skinny as wood. The muscles on his face were sunken, as straight as a skeleton, but his eyes were piercing. He bowed and said, "I am presumptuous as a junior. Please forgive me, senior."

The man said: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Hei Hei Zi said: "My eldest brother's Taoist name is Huang Zhonggong, and Young Xia Xiao must have already heard about it."

Xiao Xiaomo said: "I have admired the names of the four village owners for a long time. It is a great honor to meet Qingyan today."

Huang Zhonggong said: "I heard that Xiao Shaoxia is the descendant of the Huashan sect's predecessor, Mr. Feng, and his swordsmanship is like a god. I have always admired Mr. Feng's personality and martial arts, but it's a pity that the fate is narrow. There were rumors among the rivers and lakes some time ago. , Mr. Dao Feng has passed away, and I feel very sorry for him. Today I can meet the direct descendant of Mr. Feng, which can be regarded as a life-long wish. I wonder if Young Master Feng is the nephew of Mr. Feng? "

Although the Dugu Nine Swords was trained by the system for him with the value of chivalry, if he hadn't possessed Yue Buqun, he probably wouldn't have gotten it for the rest of his life.In a sense, if Yue Buqun learns, it is equivalent to Xiao Xiaomo learns!
Therefore, it is correct to say that he is the successor of Feng Qingyang.

Xiao Xiaomo said: "I am the younger generation of his old man. The younger generation is stupid and less educated, and the younger generation can't learn a tenth or two of his old man's swordsmanship."

Huang Zhonggong sighed: "If you really only learned one or two tenths of his sword skills, but my three brothers were all defeated by your sword, Mr. Feng's attainments are really unfathomable."

Xiao Xiaomo said: "The three villa owners and the younger generation only used a few random moves, and they stopped without making any distinction."

Huang Zhonggong nodded, with a smile on his skinny face, he said, "It's very rare for a young man to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. Please come to the Qin Hall for tea."

Xiao Xiaomo and Hei Baizi followed him into the piano hall and sat down, while a boy brought tea.

Huang Zhonggong said: "I heard that Xiao Shaoxia has the ancient score of "Guangling San". Is this true? The old man is very fond of music. He thought of Ji Zhongsan playing the piano when he was about to be executed, and said, "Guangling San will never be seen again!" Sigh. If this song can really be reappeared in the world, it will be able to play according to the score in the old age, and there will be no regrets in life."

Speaking of this, blood appeared on his pale face, and he looked quite eager.

The implication is to test the authenticity of my piano score.

Xiao Xiaomo took out the piano score from his bosom, got up from his seat, offered it with both hands, and said, "Master, please watch."

Huang Zhonggong leaned forward to take it, and said: ""Guangling San" has been unsung in the world for a long time. It is really a great joy to see the famous genealogy of the ancients today, but... just don't know..."

The subtext seems to be saying, but how do you know that this is indeed the true score of "Guangling San", and it was not forged by good people to play tricks on others.He flipped through it casually and said, "Well, the song is very long."

From the first page, after just looking at it for a moment, my face has changed color.With his right hand, he flipped through the piano score, and with the five fingers of his left hand, he made a posture of playing the piano with the five fingers of his left hand.

(End of this chapter)