[Comprehensive martial arts] Zhilan Yushu

In the darkness, I saw my hometown again.

It is not modern high-rise buildings, not the white mountains and black waters in the distance of the Western Demon Cult, but the green mountains and green waters of Qiandao Lake Changgemen.

I don't know what the Tang Dynasty was like in history, what the Jianghu of the Tang Dynasty was like in history.

but.

I know that the Datang that I love deeply is a Datang full of human touch, a river and lake with human touch.

It is also the world that we are all willing to give our lives to protect.

That is our Tang Dynasty.

That is our Datang Jianghu.

I miss Datang very deeply.

Brother, Ah Zhi, I miss you very much.

Master, wife, uncle, I miss you very much.

Friends of the Head Gang, I miss you very much.

Qinghan...I miss you so much.

Tears fell silently from the eyes.

When Lan Tingyu woke up, her eyes were still dark, but she smelled a faint incense.

It smells good.

When he woke up in Da Ming, although his limbs were healthy and his hands were intact, he was not injured, but he was clear about his own situation, and his meridians almost drained his internal strength.Although he almost ate up the pills that his brother gave him in the medicine box to recuperate the meridians and restore internal strength, but...

If the internal force that those pills can restore is 800, and the internal force carried by the meridians of a normal person is 1000, then Lan Tingyu, who has eaten dozens of Shenmanguo, can bear 30000 internal force, so for him, 800 What are you doing internally?

As a result, just when he was supposed to take a good rest and eat more supplements, Lan Tingyu PKed the Western Demon Cult by himself, urging Yu Quanning to play the magic song, killing people with sword energy, which made his already fragile meridians, Even more devastated.

To be honest, his meridians are not broken and dried up now, which is already a blessing among misfortunes.

Thinking of this, he sat up, put his finger on his pulse, and sighed depressedly.

It was also because my physical condition was so bad that when I left the Western Demon Cult on Fuguang's back that day, my body couldn't stand the wind at all, and I didn't know where to fly until the end. When the floating light falls, he falls first.

When she fell from Fuguang, Lan Tingyu even felt that if she fell to her death like this, it seemed that it would be a good ending.

Then when he lost consciousness, he heard Fuguang's cry and the man's exclamation.

Thinking about it now, maybe I was lucky enough to be rescued?Lan Tingyu thought optimistically, carefully touching her surroundings.The clothes on his body were changed, and his pear velvet bag and clean clothes were neatly placed beside his pillow.His Aiqin Yuquanning was not on the bed. After putting on his bag, he groped to get up and found his own Yuquanning on the table.

Touch it, touch it carefully, but fortunately there is no damage.

Lan Tingyu likes her Yuquanning very much, and it is rumored that this piano was made by a doctor in Jimo.Because Qi Wangjian refused to accept the advice and join forces, and wanted to settle down in a corner, the doctor of Jimo encouraged himself with Bigan and played the qin to express his heart.After Qin destroyed Qi, the doctor of Jimo died for his country and passed on this Qin to his descendants.Thousands of years later, it fell into the hands of Yang Yifei, the master uncle of the door. Seeing that the body of the piano was half rotten, the uncle supplemented it with jade and crystals, and finally the jade spring could sing again.

He raised his hand, clicked on the strange acupoint [Wei Feng], and flicked the "horn" to himself.Between the strings, the momentum is majestic and soul-stirring.

"Good piano sound."

The eyes of the man outside the door lit up.Although he is not proficient in playing the piano, he has learned it. He can hear it naturally. Although there is only one sound, the timbre is very good.

Lan Tingyu withdrew her hand, "looked" outside the door, and said softly, "Please come in."

"Young man, you are awake." The person who entered the room was a man with a deep and powerful voice, and he spoke slowly and gently. Although he didn't say it, he could hear it. When he spoke, he hoped that everyone would be very happy. Listen carefully, and you can hear clearly.

"But this son saved me?" Lan Tingyu couldn't see, but the owner who could hear the voice was very young, and shouldn't be much older than herself.

"It's the young hero rescued by the big boss." The man said gently, "I'm Huo Tianqing, the manager of Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion."

Huo Tianqing looked at Lan Tingyu, her figure was as graceful as a green bamboo, her face was pale and her eyes were closed tightly, but her facial features were exquisite and beautiful like a good woman, her temperament was quiet and elegant, freehand and romantic.To be honest, if Huo Tianqing hadn't been curious about this delicate and gorgeous but strange-looking piano when he was helping his boss Yan Tieshan to pick up Lan Tingyu's piano, he would never have discovered a sword hidden inside this piano.

A sword that is as exquisite and gorgeous as a work of art, but exudes awe-inspiring sword intent.

Really, looking at the young man who woke up now, he couldn't connect this bookish young man with the swordsman.

"Here is Lan Tingyu, a... piano master." Lan Tingyu originally wanted to say that he was a disciple of the Changge Sect, but he suddenly remembered that the Changge Sect is not in Daming.

He is now alone, and he will never go back.

【"Since the past dynasties, there have been people who have hidden among the mountains and rivers in the gate, and there are also many people who serve the family and the country. However, if it is not a time of great rule, if you enter the Changge Gate, you must follow the law of self-cultivation and family alignment, and solve the rule of law and stability. The way of chaos. If you come out, you should be a master of helping the world. If things fail, you will be a hero."] The oath once again seemed to ring in my ears. Made a promise from the bottom of my heart.

I would like to join the Changgemen, and join hands with all the masters of Changge, to straighten the world and put an end to evil.

"Changgemen." Lan Tingyu lowered her head and raised it again, showing a proud and proud smile: "I'm Changgemen Lan Tingyu."

The dream of a chivalrous man of the ages is willing to wash the blue blood away!

What would the world be without Changgemen?As long as we work hard, rebuilding Changgemen is not without hope.Lan Tingyu thought firmly, wouldn't there still be him, a disciple of Changge, in this world?Changgemen is absolutely unstoppable!

Huo Tianqing had never heard of Changgemen, so he thought about it secretly, and thought that maybe this school was not very famous, so he didn't ask carefully, but thoughtfully said something to let him have a good rest.Then he looked at Lan Tingyu "looking" at him, with a soft tone, serious and solemn attitude: "I want to thank Boss Yan in person."

"Row."

Yan Tieshan, the big boss of Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, looks like a man who is not young, but he is obviously used to living a pampered life.Of course, Lan Tingyu can't see his face now, but can hear his voice, which is high-pitched, but trying hard to make herself speak in a rough voice in order to pretend to be heroic.No, it should be said that he was trying to cover up his shrill voice, and this kind of voice... Lan Tingyu has only heard it from one kind of person: "Yan saw the divine bird raised by Mr. Lan on the mountain that day. Protecting Young Master Lan, he simply brought Young Master back."

Divine bird?Huo Tianqing was taken aback for a moment, a little confused.

Divine bird?Is it floating light?

"It's just that the divine bird flew away after seeing Mr. Lan enter the Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion." Yan Tieshan said, he had never seen such a beautiful and handsome bird.The golden feathers, which are as dazzling as the sun, have red patterns on them, the long tail feathers are gorgeous and beautiful, and the emerald green eyes are sharp and vigilant. It carefully protects the white-haired man covered with cloth, looking There was a worried look in that person's eyes.

What a protective and spiritual bird this is!

"Fuguang was raised by me since I was a child, and my feelings have always been deep. If it offends something, please forgive me, Boss Yan." Lan Tingyu has raised Fuguang since she was still an egg, so many years At that time, he couldn't understand what kind of temper his family Fuguang had. It can be said that, except for himself, the excrement shovel officer and Ye Qinghan, the master of Danqiu, Master Fuguangniao has a big temper to everyone.

Thinking of how Fuguang didn't know how to scare and threaten his savior, Boss Yan, when she was in a coma, Lan Tingyu suddenly felt ashamed.

Yan Tieshan waved his hand indifferently, and smiled: "It's just a divine bird protecting the lord. As for saving Mr. Lan, it's just a matter of convenience. Mr. Lan doesn't have to be so polite. The doctor told you that your meridians are strained. I will take a good rest in this Jewelry Pavilion for a while."

His voice paused: "It's just the young master's white hair." Yan Tieshan's voice lowered: "The doctor can't do anything."

It was only the first time Yan Tieshan and Lan Tingyu met, but they only felt that this young man with a weak crown was quiet and elegant, with a natural freehand style in his bones, and it was not an exaggeration to praise Zhilan Yushu.But such a young talent with blue hair and hair, I don't know what kind of pain and suffering he has gone through.Thinking of this, Yan Tieshan was very considerate and didn't ask any more questions.

Lan Tingyu nodded, and did not continue to thank her, but remembered this life-saving grace, and she must repay it in the future.

Although he has been busy in Nanzhao and preparing for the Anshi Rebellion these years, he doesn't know much about the Daming Jianghu, but he has heard of Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion. Now it seems that Yan Tieshan's ability to expand his business to the point where he is today is not just Ability problem, but also because of personality.

Sure enough, character determines destiny.

Maybe it's because I have been used to going to another world while sleeping for so many years. Lan Tingyu, who returned to the guest room where she lives now, was surprised to find that even when she was sleeping, her body was spontaneously moving through the meridians. Generate inner strength.

In this case......

Lan Tingyu silently ate all the top-grade Bujin powder on her body, exercised her energy to recuperate her meridians, and tried her best to restore her internal strength.

Lan Tingyu has always been very persevering and willing to endure hardships in doing things. Before the Western Demon Cult wanted to prevent those people from assassinating after Yu Luocha died, he had to fight hard when there was no other way, but now he has the conditions. He naturally wants to take good care of himself while cultivating hard.

Of course, he also gave himself a mouthful of "horns" from time to time to speed up the recovery of internal strength.

It was only on his fifth day in Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion that Lan Tingyu heard a strange sound not far away, following the sound of water.

Fighting and killing, and the smell of blood.

No, there is danger.

Although Lan Tingyu couldn't see it, he could entrust the maid to take him there. Hearing that the location was in the Water Pavilion, Lan Tingyu habitually pulled out the cloak from her bag and put it on, and walked over with Yu Quanning in her arms.

...Although after putting it on, he remembered that he was using the bag in front of the people of Daming.

As it got closer, the smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and then he "saw" the very light sword unsheathed.

The voice was very soft, but he could feel the cold, relentless sword intent as the sword was unsheathed.Lan Tingyu knew that this man's sword was dead if it was not sheathed, and blood would kill him if he took it out of the sheath!

Without time, Lan Tingyu stopped, held the piano with one hand, and plucked the string with one hand.So the next moment, the sound of the piano, like a solid sword energy, instantly shook the swords in the hands of the two people!