Jianghu Guest Qinglu

Pushing open the door, what I saw was a small martial arts training ground.

There are weapons on the north and south sides of the martial arts training ground. There are long spears, spears, software, broadswords, hammers, etc., all kinds of weapons.

There was a person standing on the field, looking from the side, it was a boy in pink with a baby face, with his hands behind his back, facing the sky, when he heard footsteps, the baby face looked back, with a smile on his face, "You are here..."

The baby face is like the younger brother next door. He hasn't grown up yet, so people are always reluctant to speak loudly. Even if he is a vicious person, when he sees him, he treats him kindly.

Mu Shaofeng stopped on the opposite side of the baby face, cupped his hands and said, "Mu Shaofeng, I'm here to break through!"

The baby face didn't procrastinate, and went straight to the point, "As you can see, you and I need to decide the outcome in this martial arts training ground. The winner goes out, and the loser stays. You can use your own sword or use weapons from the field Choose one, of course, from the beginning to the end, you can only use one weapon and cannot change it, so you must carefully consider when choosing, as long as you can defeat me within an hour today, you will be considered a complete victory, understandable"

Mu Shaofeng nodded, "Understood, I'm not picking weapons anymore, the Qingxiao Sword has cooperated with me many times, so it's it!" After saying that, Mu Shaofeng drew out the Qingxiao Sword.

Qing Xiaojian has followed Mu Shaofeng since he appeared on the rivers and lakes, accompanied him across the great rivers and rivers, across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, accompanied him when he was lonely, accompanied him when he was happy, and accompanied him when he was in distress. Accompany him when he is famous, and never leave him. The Qingxiao Sword has no overly prosperous decorations, nor is it a peerless sword. Similarly, even though it is not a peerless sword, in the hands of Mu Shaofeng, he insisted on using the reputation of a peerless sword. He can be invincible when singled out against the five swords of Kunlun, and he can not fall when he breaks through the Eighteen Arhats alone. ...

The baby face on the opposite side saw Mu Shaofeng's legendary peerless sword with countless gaps. Said, "It really is... a peerless sword!"

Mu Shaofeng seemed to know what he was thinking, raised the Qingxiao Sword, and said with a smile, "It's just a general weapon, nothing special, unbelievable... But in my heart, it's just broken copper and rotten iron , is also a rare peerless sword!"

A peerless sword... a peerless sword

Babyface complained silently.

The baby-faced sleeves are drooping, and the sky-blue satin slides out from the sleeves. It is a full two meters long. It looks like one piece, but it is actually composed of many pieces. It can be combined or separated. A spear is longer, softer than a soft sword, and stronger than a broadsword.

Babyface and Mu Shaofeng didn't make moves lightly, they both knew that they were evenly matched, whoever made the move first would be the loser, and the other party would naturally respond, what's more, it would determine the final outcome.

After a long time, until a warbler cried, the two moved, at the same time, in a split second.

The two of you come and go, ready to go. Because Mu Shaofeng's long sword is not long enough, it is blocked by silk and cannot get close, so he can't hurt Baby's face. The strength of the long sword is limited, and Baby's face is blocked by the silk The advantage of using weapons is to prevent Mu Shaofeng's attack, but also to attack Mu Shaofeng, the best of both worlds, two-pronged approach. Therefore, a good choice of weapons also determines the outcome of the competition between the two.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

Mu Shaofeng began to worry, he kept attacking and dodging, thinking about the best solution, and with a flash of inspiration, he was lucky to the sword. Wherever the Qingxiao sword slipped, there must be sword energy invincible. Not shattered into pieces.

Babyface's advantage was no longer there, and he was finally defeated by Mu Shaofeng's fierce attack form. He fell off the stage of the training ground and sat on the ground, clutching his shoulders, with a smile still on his face, "You can leave now!"

Mu Shaofeng flew down from above, stood in front of the baby's face, stretched out his hand, the baby's face looked up at the big hand in front of him, smiled, and put his hand in Mu Shaofeng's palm, Mu Shaofeng squeezed it, With all his strength, he pulled the baby face up, and then cupped his hands at the baby face, "Accept!"

Seeing Mu Shaofeng come out, the others had smiles on their faces.

Secret Pavilion (7)

Gongsun Meixuan entered the "qin" door.

Inside the door, warblers are singing and birds are singing, which is very lively.

Into the eyes is a long green, all kinds of birds scrambling to sing.

There is a qin under the tree, and a smiling young man in green shirt stands beside him.

Seeing Gongsun Meixuan coming in, he smiled and said, "Miss Gongsun, Xiaosheng is being polite here."

Gongsun Meixuan nodded, "My lord, you are welcome!"

Young Master Qingshan did not say much, and cut straight to the point, "Since Miss Gongsun has come, then Xiaosheng will not waste any time and just tell you the rules of the competition. Miss Gongsun, you can also see that the garden is full, and a room full of birdsong , at a glance, maybe Miss Gongsun has guessed how to compare, today, you and I will compete, that is: play the qin, and the qin played must be able to make the birds dance at the sound, the more the birds fly The one who wins wins, you and I need to count the number of birds while playing the piano, does Miss Gongsun have any doubts?"

Gongsun Meixuan looked around, "I do have doubts."

Young Master Qingshan smiled and said, "Excuse me!"

"How many birds are there in total?"

"One thousand and two!"

"Are there mother and child birds?"

"There are two types of birds here, male and female. Moreover, all of the more than 1000 birds are flightless, and they are all adult birds. They are not yet in breeding season, so the female birds are all bodyless. So, Miss Gongsun If there's anything you don't understand, just ask."

Gongsun Meixuan shook his head, "No more!"

"Then let's start! Girls please!"

Gongsun Meixuan sat in front of the qin stand, meditating, and for a while, moved her fingers, plucked the strings with ten fingers, and the sound of the qin lingered. The birds stopped singing first, and then flew one after another.

A hundred birds face the phoenix, a song "Phoenix Seeks Phoenix".

At the end of the song, the birds slowly fell one by one.

Gongsun Meixuan got up and said, "One thousand and two"

Hearing this, the gentleman in green shirt smiled and said, "One thousand and two. No more, no less, just enough. Miss Gongsun is good at the piano, so I am willing to bow down to you. Since the girl has won all, I don't have to make a fool of myself. In this game, Miss Gongsun wins... Please, Miss Gongsun!"

Gongsun Meixuan nodded to Young Master Qingshan, opened the door and left.

As the finale, Su Mu can only win, not lose.

Several other people watched Su Mu push open the 'painting' door, turn the wheelchair to enter, and the door was gently closed, blocking the view from inside and outside the door.

What Su Mu entered was a studio.

The walls are full of paintings handed down from generation to generation, such as pictures of ladies, Fu of Luoshen, pictures of Baizi, pictures of welcoming guests, pictures of celebrating the new year, and so on, countless.

In front of him is a desk with a piece of drawing paper spread on it. When you touch it with your hand, it is smooth but not greasy, like curd fat, entering the skin, smooth and delicate.Next to it is a Langhao brush and a Duanxi jade inkstone, in which is ink that has not melted for a thousand years, all of which are rare in the world.

A voice came from behind, "You have to make a painting, you can put people in the painting, you can also use flowers and birds in the painting, as long as it is in the world, you can put it into the painting, this painting is not only better than the painter, but also has the painting skills, the painting style... as long as If I admit it, you can pass the level."

Su Mu turned around and saw the man. The first thing that caught his eyes was the slender eyeliner, which was enchanting and vivid. The most outstanding thing about the man opposite was his pair of eyes, dark gray pupils, which caught people in sight.

Su Mu stepped forward and did not paint directly, but was meditating.

Landscapes, people, bustling cities and towns flashed in my mind... the snow scene of Zhongnan Mountain, the leisurely courtyard of thatched cottages, the prosperity of the capital, the water scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, the thin horse in Yangzhou, and finally it was fixed on a blue dress...

Su Mu quickly raised his pen to paint...

After finishing the painting, Su Mu stopped writing, picked up the drawing paper, shook it slightly, and then laid it flat on the table, and a unique painting handed down from generation to generation was displayed like this.

The man stroked the painting, trembling his lips. After a long time, he finally smiled and said, "Congratulations, young master, for passing the test!"

The seven cave doors opened at the same time, and the seven planners of the Tianji Pavilion walked out from the inside.Standing opposite to the oncoming Young Master Qijue.

The butler clapped his hands, and the seven left.

The butler clapped his hands,

There was only a bang, and the surrounding walls rumbled into the ground, but the place they were standing was not affected.

When all the dust had settled, a long corridor appeared in front of everyone. Looking at it at a glance, there was no end. No one knew where this long corridor led, and what was waiting for them at the end.

The housekeeper said to them, "Everyone, please follow me!"

Several people followed the butler into the corridor.

Bamboo slips are hung on the edge of the corridor, and countless Buddhist scriptures are written on them. When the breeze blows, the bamboo slips sway in the wind, making a crisp sound.

I don't know how long I walked before finally stopping. In front of me is a magnificent pavilion, towering like a tower, seven stories high, with wind chimes hanging on the four corners of each floor, and even the windows are full of wind chimes. If someone wants to Entering from the window sill is bound to touch the wind chime, arousing vigilance.

On the plaque on the gate of the pavilion, there are three words "Tianji Pavilion"

The butler pushed open the door, while he stood aside, "Everyone, please come in, the master has been waiting inside for a long time."

Several people entered one after another. After several people had entered, the butler closed the door from the outside. Immediately, the inside was pitch black. Before several people were alert, the wall lights surrounding the pavilion lit up one after another. , to illuminate the entire first floor, and then, the wall lights on the second floor are also lit up one after another, going up in sequence until all the seven floors come into view.

Just as everyone was looking around, a voice came from behind the curtain on the second floor, "What are you waiting for here?"

Fang Huai took a step forward, polite and respectful, "Your Excellency is the owner of the Tianji Pavilion? The next few people came here just to invite the owner to come out of the mountain. Now, the Song Dynasty is troubled by internal and external troubles, and there are powerful enemies outside.