Shen Yuanjing's sword technique was swift and erratic, and it was flowing in a straightforward way. Even though he knew the order of the strokes, he could not resist it. He watched him complete the sword technique of "General Pei's Poem".

"Young Master Chen not only has magical sword skills, but also has excellent calligraphy. This set of "General Pei's poems" has the steep and dangerous beauty of Huashan, and also contains Ouyang Su's more brushwork. It's really amazing!" He bowed and said, "If it weren't for your mercy, I would probably have hundreds of holes on my body!"

Hei Baizi saw that Shen Yuanjing's sword technique was so serious that he couldn't say anything. After all, he had the idea of ​​a competition, he looked at Huang Zhonggong on the side and said, "My martial arts is also average, so I won't be ugly anymore. I wonder what my elder brother is thinking?"

Huang Zhonggong had already come back to his senses from the music score, and a smile appeared on his skinny face, saying, "Young Master Chen has been famous for a long time and has many achievements. His martial arts are not worthy of being a flaw, and I am willing to give him a disadvantage. But today I am so happy to see this music score. I intend to show my skills. Please give it a taste!"

He took out a jade zither, which was dark and old, and it was an antique that had been around for hundreds or even thousands of years. He plucked his right hand a few times on the strings, and at the sound of the zither, the tail of the zither was pushed towards Shen Yuanjing's right shoulder.

When Shen Yuanjing heard the sound of the piano, several acupoints were slightly shocked. He immediately calmed down and slowly pointed his sword behind Huang Zhong Gong's elbow.

If Yaoqin continues to crash into the past, the acupoint behind the elbow will be lit first. Huang Zhonggong turned the Yaoqin and hit Shen Yuanjing's waist. When the zither body is handed out, he plucks the strings and makes a sound again.

Shen Yuanjing's sword turned arc and pointed to the other party's armpit. Huang Zhonggong held up the piano to block it. Shen Yuanjing did not want to destroy the antique, so he shrank back. Huang Zhonggong played several times on the piano, and the musical sound became sharp. Hei Baizi and others changed slightly, fearing that their internal strength would be damaged, so he turned back and left the hall and brought the panel door.

The sound of the piano of Huang Zhonggong's kung fu cannot hurt the enemy itself. The effect is all about stimulating the enemy's internal strength and disrupting the enemy's moves. The stronger the opponent's internal strength, the more powerful the sensing it will cause to the piano.

Shen Yuanjing had a deep internal strength and was proficient in music. He unconsciously studied the tune, which made the intrusion even worse. After hearing several sounds, his internal strength was restless, his acupoints jumped, and his tricks were also messy.

He had to use Mingyugong with all his strength, his face was almost transparent, and a coolness came from the dantian and spread into the internal organs and limbs, and his mind was clear and qi was clear.

Shen Yuanjing has been walking in the world for several years, and this is the first time he has encountered this sonic kung fu. He can't help but feel happy. His sword is always slow or anxious until the end of this song.

Huang Zhonggong injects superior internal force into the piano music to disturb the enemy's mind. When the opponent's internal force resonates with the piano music for a lifetime, he unknowingly makes the piano music.

The tricks on his piano are exactly the opposite of the sound. The sound of the piano is soothing, and the opponent's moves are slower, so he will make a move quickly, so the opponent will definitely be unable to resist; the sound of the piano is so fast, and the opponent will make a move in a hurry, so he will make a steady move, and the opponent will inevitably reveal a flaw.

But at the end of the song, Shen Yuanjing seemed to be nothing, and still admired: "'The bright moon shines in the same light, and the floating family is in a dawn. I watch the city with drunken eyes and cold eyes. I am old, who can cause idle troubles?' This song "Singing the Fishing Boat in the Evening" is really extraordinary!"

When Mr. Huang Zhong was shocked at first and then said happily, "Young Master Chen also understands the rhythm?"

Before Shen Yuanjing could answer, he said himself: "Yes, since Qu Yang left this score to Young Master Chen, I think Young Master Chen is also a good musician. I wonder if he can listen to the immortal sound?" At this point, his pale face turned bloody, and he seemed quite enthusiastic.

When Huang Zhonggong tried his best to activate the strings, he felt uneasy and breathed, and retreated far away. The sound of the piano was almost unheard. However, occasionally the sound of the piano was high and a few sounds came out, which still made their heartbeat.

Standing for a long time, but hearing the sound of the piano continued, the three of them were a little worried. Dan Qingsheng said: "This young man Shen has a very high swordsmanship, but under the long attack of his elder brother's 'Seven-string Invisible Sword', he still supports himself. He is afraid of his life. I will ask my elder brother for love and cannot hurt him."

The three of them were about to move forward when they suddenly heard the sound of the piano in the hall, so they quickly pushed the door and entered, but they saw that Shen Yuanjing was nothing unusual. Huang Zhonggong laughed happily and said something, leading him out.

The group walked through several corridors and came to the front of the Yiyue Cave gate. The two words "Qinxin" were written on the forehead of the Yueqiao gate, made of blue glass, and the brushwork was vigorous, which should be based on the work of the Tubi Weng.

After passing Yuedong Gate, there is a quiet flower path with bamboos on both sides, and the flower paths are covered with moss, which makes it seem that few people usually walk. The flower path leads to the three stone houses. Seven or eight pine trees in front of and behind the house are strong and tall, covering the gloomy everywhere.

When he arrived at the piano room, Huang Zhonggong handed Shen Yuanjing a jade flute. He looked down and saw that the flute was green all over. It was actually a good jade carving. There were a few red spots near the mouthpiece, which were as red as blood, which made the jade flute green. Shen Yuanjing put it in his mouth and tried it. His breath passed through the flute hole, and his voice was warm and soft.

He glanced at Huang Zhonggong, and the sound of the flute came first, from small to large, from slow to fast, the sound of the piano was melodious, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes silent, and sometimes loud. The two tones were entangled, one was sobbing, one was high and exciting; one was crisp and loud, and the other was singing softly.

After playing the song "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", Shen Yuanjing and Huang Zhonggong looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly felt like a close friend.

Ren Yingying has excellent piano skills and is more gentle than melodious, but she also lacks the flavor of the world. Although Huang Zhonggong suddenly retired without fulfilling his ambitions, he was a bit of passionate. He was very happy with Shen Yuanjing's rising sun, and was bright but not strong.

With the jade flute given by Huang Zhonggong, Shen Yuanjing happily returned. After two days, after Huang Zhonggong became familiar with the score, he came to play the ensemble again.

The two of them were rafting on the West Lake, and the water was shimmering and very beautiful. After half of the song, the drizzle suddenly arrived, the mountains were misty, and the sound of the flute and the piano were all low, like silk and threads, continuous.

At the end of the song, Huang Zhonggong felt that he had never been so comfortable for more than ten years. He didn't want to speak, leaned against the cabin and listened quietly to the sound of rain. The same was true for Shen Yuanjing, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance, he was stunned and his smile appeared on his face.

He came to this world, practiced swords and became famous, and enjoyed the beauty of scientific research and the joy of mountains and rivers. He was really happy. Now he has a confidant, so he is really happy.

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The two returned to Meizhuang. The more Huang Zhonggong looked at the music score of the Smiling Proud Wanderer, the more he loved it. He always felt that a jade flute was too light and immediately gave Shen Yuanjing all his gifts to his master martial arts "Seven-string Invisible Sword".

Shen Yuanjing didn't refuse, and he became familiar with it after practicing twice. Huang Zhonggong realized that he was so good at playing the piano, and suddenly realized that there was someone who followed him and was very pleased.

This music theory is the same, and the martial arts are the same. Shen Yuanjing thought about it for a few days and extended the sound wave skills to the flute, and in turn taught them to Huang Zhonggong.

The two of them studied it for several days and actually integrated the skill of the "Seven-String Invisible Sword" into the Smiling and Proud Wanderer. The two superimposed each other and their power increased.

In a blink of an eye, Shen Yuanjing was staying in Hangzhou for almost half a month, and it was time to return to Huashan. Four friends in Jiangnan held a banquet for entertainment. Dan Qingsheng took out the fine wine that had been sealed for a long time. Although Shen Yuanjing was not good at this, he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

While drinking, he said to Tubi Weng: "San Zhuangzhu, come here!" Tubi Weng was overjoyed, and personally dredged ink, presented brushes with both hands, and unfolded rice paper.

Shen Yuanjing took the pen and was covered with ink. He looked at the rice paper, but did not fall down. He turned around and walked to the white wall. He picked up the pen and fell down. His handwriting was vigorous and had no sharpness, but he was full of danger. The black letters were frost:
Chapter completed!