How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

But Si Junqi withdrew his extended hand after hearing the voice, turned around and looked at Shen Yun.

The man has a handsome appearance, calm eyebrows and eyes, if it weren't for one or two fine lines on the corners of his slightly pursed lips that revealed his real age, he would look more like Shen Yun's elder brother than his teacher.

"I wandered around Guishan, and met Mr. Ziwu, and he asked me to play two games of chess." Si Junqi said, "I just happened to come over to see you."

Now Shen Yun was relieved that his master didn't come here specially to educate him, so he grinned again: "See if this disciple is still alive and kicking, has he caused trouble and harmed a few fairies?"

"He started talking nonsense again." Although Si Junqi didn't laugh, his voice was indulgent.

"And the master said he came to see me, why did he catch Mi Yuan and give a lecture at the first time?" Shen Yun walked up to the two of them with a smile, and looked at Lu Miyuan, "He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"Master uncle was joking," Lu Miyuan said softly, "I ran into the head teacher by chance, and it is the duty of a disciple to listen to a few words of instruction."

"Really?" Shen Yun glanced at Si Junqi's hand, but it was a pity that the thing in the other's palm was covered by the wide sleeves, and he couldn't ask in front of Si Junqi, so he withdrew his gaze and laughed instead. "Since the master is here, stay in the court for a few more days. Anyway, the sword appreciation ceremony will be at the end of the month. Don't you still have to watch the ceremony?"

Hearing Shen Yun's invitation, Si Junqi did not agree or refuse, but asked in a deep voice: "Is the young master of the Jiang family who will compete with you?"

Shen Yun said: "Who else can there be besides him?"

Si Junqi said: "How sure are you of winning or losing?"

"In the past, we were about five to five with him," Shen Yun curled his lips, "Now that he has got the Moon Swallowing Sword, he looks like a little sword master. I just hope that when the time comes, I won't lose too badly."

"Swallow the moon..."

Si Junqi's expression moved slightly when he heard these two words, and then he lowered his voice and said, "Although the opponent is a strong enemy, you should not underestimate yourself—your Tongchun Sword may not be inferior to Tunyue."

Shen Yun burst out laughing, "Actually, I thought so too. I just said that on purpose just now, just to ask for your advice."

He looked at Si Junqi, "I won't lose."

The man was dumb for a moment, but there was a trace of relief in his eyes: "That's good."

Just as Si Junqi was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, and said to Shen Yun: "Do you have a training ground in the court that no one will disturb?"

Shen Yun was surprised: "How does Master know?"

"I just understand your temper." Si Junqi asked where the open space was and then ordered, "Since there is such a place, I will go there and wait for you after the evening class is over."

"What are you going to do?"

"Test your skills." Si Junqi paused, then turned to Lu Miyuan, "As for your matters...don't be too impatient."

"Okay." Lu Miyuan replied.

Si Junqi has been traveling abroad for the past few years, and rarely returns to Dancheng Peak. It has been three years since the last time he taught his disciples Kung Fu.Although Shen Yun himself hadn't missed the practice of array spells on weekdays, but in terms of great progress, he really didn't make much progress.

He was guiding the student's sword moves in his hand, and he was still thinking about what he would do if Si Junqi was not satisfied with the test later on. He was absent-minded throughout the evening class, and Jiang Zili took advantage of the opportunity to sarcastically reprimand him a few times In this sentence, Shen Yun listened to the wind, and disappeared after a short while after class, which made Young Master Long Xuan very angry.

When he arrived at the open space, Si Junqi was already standing there.The man was still in the toga and white clothes, but he was holding a piano in his hand.

Shen Yun asked: "Where did you get the piano?"

"I borrowed it from Mr. Ziwu."

After Si Junqi finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, moved his long fingers slowly, and the gurgling sound of the piano flowed out from his fingertips.

At first Shen Yun folded his arms and listened with a slight smile, but gradually, the corners of his mouth closed.The originally melodious tune also becomes sonorous and powerful, the strings are clear and crisp, fast and urgent, with a golden sound, the listener seems to have just come out of the garden of flowers and willows, and is placed in the battlefield of war.

The melody reached the end, and the strings seemed to collapse to the extreme, as if a ray of cold light burst out of the air, but it stopped abruptly!

Zheng!

After Si Junqi stroked the last note, he glanced at his fingertips, calmly wiped the blood bead with his thumb, raised his head and asked, "How do you feel after listening?"

"It sounds good." Shen Yun was very sincere.

Si Junqi looked at him quietly, and Shen Yun couldn't hold back his hands and smiled first: "Do you want me to say more about my feelings? Well, the master's piano skills are superb, and he didn't open his eyes to his disciples even once. If Zao Lu has such a hand, maybe our Dancheng's unique skill is not array technique but piano rhythm..." He said a lot of flattering words and then suddenly changed, "It's martial arts."

"It's a martial art song, and it should be a martial art song made up for people with swords." Shen Yun repeated, "The starting tune is Zhenggong, and then it gradually changes to Shangyin, and the final climax changes from Bianzheng to Yu The end of the sound alludes to the final sword of the sword dancer, right?"

His analysis was not bad at all, and Si Junqi nodded.

"So you are not here to test the formation technique, but to test my temperament? Then I can rest assured." Shen Yun said with a smile, "What's the name of this song?"

Si Junqi pursed his lower lip slightly before saying, "Zhanlongwu."

The name of the song was unfamiliar, but Shen Yun immediately realized: "The dragon in the song doesn't mean the dragon from the outer domain?"

"Exactly."

"Then slaying the dragon..." Shen Yun was even more astonished, "Referring to the dragon slaying battle of Patriarch Longxuan?"

"Exactly." Si Jun said in unison.

More than 300 years ago, the foreign dragons invaded China on a large scale, which was known as the "War of Dragons" in history.There are nine sons under the dragon king, each of them is a general, each has his own strengths, wherever he goes, blood is flowing, and human life is as despicable as Lingtong.At first, all the cultivators in Shenzhou fought on their own. Although they fought hard, they had little effect. Seeing that the land of Shenzhou was about to be overthrown, one person stood up.

Jiang Yao.

At that time, Jiang Yao was just a hidden sword cultivator, living at the foot of an unknown mountain with his Taoist companion and three young sons.In times of crisis, no one can be alone, so Jiang Yao's family also do their best to help the nearby people.One day, Longzi Pifeng led his troops to attack a sect, Jiang Yao happened to arrive with a sword, and after a fight, Pifeng was seriously injured.

When Longzi was defeated and left, everyone thought the matter was over, but they didn't expect Pifeng to report the matter to the old Dragon King.One day Jiang Yao rushed to help a certain sect, but found out that it was a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain. When he rushed home, what he saw was the old dragon king transformed into a prototype, eating his wife and young children!

His wife died tragically in front of his eyes, Jiang Yao burst into anger, sternly shouted and swung out the moon, and went straight to the old dragon king.This bloody battle only caused the sun to fall and the moon to fall, and the thunder shook thousands of miles, and even the sky and the earth changed color.It wasn't until three days and three nights later that the vision disappeared, and dozens of brave young men dared to enter the valley to search for Jiang Yao's life and death.

When they pushed aside the boulders and branches, they saw a person sitting quietly on top of the severed dragon head, his whole body seemed to have been washed with blood, even his face was soaked in a deep red, only the Moon Swallowing Sword in his hand It is still white and shiny, without any dirt.

Despite such a tragic scene, everyone instinctively knelt down to Jiang Yao as if seeing a miracle.

Jiang Yao took all these youths as disciples, and founded a sect in this sea of ​​blood, named Long Xuan.After this battle, he shocked Shenzhou, and the various sects that were originally scattered gathered around him, regarded him as the ally, and launched a complete counterattack against the army of demon dragons.

On the other side, the old dragon king died, and the nine tribes of dragons had no leader, and retreated steadily. In addition, perhaps due to the influence of years of killing karma, unknown ghosts began to appear in the world, and the indiscriminate pollution devoured the dragon and human beings. Finally, the dragon finally descended. After being defeated, the new dragon king, Hagi Lyu, who succeeded him, signed a blood oath with Jiang Yao not to commit any crimes again, and returned to Outland again.

"...Jiang Yao's late wife was good at playing the piano, so Jiang Yao composed the three-day bloody battle into a song called the Dragon Dance. One is to comfort the dead, and the other is to pass on to future generations." Si Junqi said, "And Every Jiang family who holds the swallowing moon must learn the dance of slaying the dragon."

"So that's the case." Shen Yun nodded, and suddenly asked in doubt, "But shouldn't this be some secret song of Long Xuan? How did Master learn it?"

Si Junqi was silent for a moment, he stroked the string unconsciously, and pressed it again when the sound was about to come out, "I once knew an old man of Longxuan, he taught me."

Although Shen Yun and his master have always been on the same page, but he hasn't had the courage to inquire about Si Junqi's past. Seeing that the other party's face showed a little disappointment, he couldn't ask any further questions, so he turned back to business: " The melody is already so exquisite, so the matching swordsmanship must be even more exquisite—this is Jiang Zili's trump card?"

"It must be so." Si Jun said in unison.

Shen Yun was shocked: "Then I have to win the sword of their Master Long Xuan?!"

"There is no need to panic. Although Dragon Slaying Dance is exquisite and unparalleled, it is not without flaws." Si Jun raised his voice, "Go and get your sword."

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><I have laid out a bit of world view, I should be able to finish writing the sword appreciation ceremony before the eleventh day...