Chapter 139 Natural Divine Power

Chapter 139 Natural Divine Power

Chapter 139 Natural Divine Power
There are large areas of bitter bamboo forests in the lower reaches of the Lanzhu River, spreading over ten miles along the river. The bamboos are scattered among each other. Each bamboo is about five meters high, slender and straight, with occasional yellow spots, shaped like tears.

This kind of bitter bamboo is of moderate thickness, and the best quality bamboo nodes are compact and uniform, making them more suitable for making flutes.

"I have spent my life with a flute and a sword, and have been known as a madman for twenty years."

The man in white robe and wearing a golden mask walked slowly in the woods, stepping on the fallen leaves.

In his hand was a newly made seven-section bamboo flute, each section had golden teardrop spots, and the air holes were right on the teardrops. The overall look was natural and smooth, and it sounded even more melodious and clear when played.

"The geese fly south and the travelers return north. I wonder if Master Qu has returned from the south?"

The purple bamboo flute that Qu Yang gave him was of extremely high quality, several levels better than the tear-spotted bitter bamboo seven-section flute.

However, every person who is proficient in music and etiquette, once he has reached a certain level in his art, can't help but want to make his own musical instrument.

Qu Yang has many flutes in the Zhufeng Courtyard, all of which were made by him at different stages of his life, integrating his own thoughts and feelings.

"There are three intermediate notes in the Pure Heart and Universal Goodness Mantra. No matter how you play it, it doesn't sound right. There are slight noises between the transitions, and it lacks the clear and empty spirit of Buddhism."

Zhang Yu stole half a day of leisure from his busy life. He neither sat in the stone cave to practice the Beiming magic nor went to Tianyue Tower to handle the affairs of the altar. Instead, he came to this nameless bamboo forest to feel the nature and study music theory.

Just when he was feeling contented, he suddenly stopped and turned to look somewhere.

"Who are you?"

The girl stood between two bamboos, wearing a half-worn dress and slightly dirty cloth shoes. Her hair was disheveled but her eyes were bright as she stared at the seven-section flute in the hands of the man in white robe.

She lowered her head and spoke in a very soft voice, almost inaudible: "Xiao Yu."

"Little fish?"

With his current martial arts skills, it would be difficult for an ordinary post-natal master to get within ten steps of him silently. The silent appearance of this silly-looking girl seemed a little weird.

"Whether you are a small fish or a small shrimp, what is your purpose in coming to see me?"

Zhang Yu has seen a lot of weird people and things, so he doesn't care.

"I want that."

The girl thought for a moment, then stretched out her slender finger and pointed at the tear-stained seven-section bamboo flute that he wore at his waist.

"Want it? Come and get it."

Zhang Yu was curious and wanted to test the other party's true intention.

The girl walked slowly over and stretched out her hand, but her hand was empty and she didn't touch the new flute.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked at the man in white robe: "You don't keep your word!"

Zhang Yu swayed and appeared on the left side of the girl. He chuckled and said, "I never promised to give you the flute. If you can grab it, it will be yours."

"it is good!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl increased her speed suddenly, leaned forward, and punched forward.

"Strange! She didn't use her inner strength?"

The punch was extremely powerful, but Zhang Yu could clearly sense that there was no internal force attached to the opponent's fist. It was just a direct punch.

"Is this external Kung Fu?"

External Kung Fu does not focus on internal force, but on physical strength as the foundation. Martial artists who have cultivated to a high level will have obvious physical characteristics. For example, Fan Zhutian has muscles stronger than a black bear, while the girl in front of him is as weak as a thin bamboo.

Zhang Yu was really curious about this strange man, so he didn't use his internal strength and just greeted him with his palm.

Bei Ming's Qi can constantly cleanse his muscles and bones and increase his body strength. He has also practiced the "Dragon Catching and Acupoint Pressing Hands" and has made great achievements in palm techniques and acupoint pressing. It is impossible for him to be defeated by a yellow-haired girl.

"boom!"

Fists and palms collided with great force, and Zhang Yu flew backwards, breaking five bitter bamboos along the way. He vibrated his legs, circulated his internal force, and stepped two deep footprints on the ground, stabilizing his body. Finally, he did not fall flat on his face.

"Damn, she is born with supernatural powers!" Zhang Yu was a little dazed by this punch. The world is full of wonders. If he didn't use his internal strength, he would really be no match for this little girl.

"Come again!"

"Xiaoyu, stop it!"

Just as the girl was about to rush out, a figure came from behind and blocked her way.

She threw a punch, and the man retreated lightly, not daring to resist.

The woman fell to the ground and quickly called out, "Xiao Yu, I'm Sister Qiqi."

"Sister Qiqi?"

The girl stood there in a daze, the blush on her cheeks faded, her eyes gradually became clear again, and a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.

"Sister Qiqi, I'm sorry."

"You didn't hurt me, why are you saying sorry? I just hope you're okay!"

The woman walked over quickly and checked her carefully. She was relieved to see that she was not injured.

She protected the girl behind her and looked at the man in the white robe and golden mask in the woods. She said, "You are hiding your head and showing your tail. You are bullying the weak and fighting with the little girl. This is not what a real man does!"

"You misunderstood. She was the first to attack."

Zhang Yu looked at the two of them coldly, wondering in his heart, when did such a master come to Luyang? Could he be a spy from the Orthodox Church?
He even destroyed the Suoyue Sect and the Feixing Sect, which was really a testament to the nerves of the righteous martial arts world in Guanzhong.

If it weren't for the Huashan Heroes' Gathering and the internal split among the orthodox sects, the Yunyu Altar would not have had this rare opportunity for development.

Su Qiqi looked at the man in white robe. Who would wear a mask in broad daylight? He was sneaky and didn't dare to show his true face.

Miss Yu was very beautiful, and looked silly and foolish, which often attracted harassment from reckless playboys. Without exception, those guys all became Miss Yu's toys. The disciple from Suoyue Sect was lucky, while the others were torn to pieces.

Su Qiqi still refused to give up and questioned: "My lady has always had a good temper. If you don't offend her, how could she attack you?"

Zhang Yu was so angry that he laughed and said coldly: "You are being unreasonable!"

He had finally found top-quality bitter bamboo with spotted tears and made this seven-sectioned goblin. This good-tempered girl came up and tried to snatch it away, and he was even punched. In his entire life, he had never suffered such an injustice, except for the security guard at the gate of the community who always asked him for lotus flowers when he was delivering takeout in his previous life.

There were footsteps coming from the woods, approaching this side quickly, and there was more than one person.

"She's stalling for time, there are people on their way!"

If they were all weird masters like the girl, it would be difficult for him to deal with them alone. He was afraid that this was a trap set by the righteous, and there were other tricks. Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to retreat.

Su Qiqi sneered: "You are silent, are you guilty?"

Zhang Yu released his five fingers that were pressing on the hilt of the sword, glanced at the two men, turned around and retreated, leaped upwards, climbed onto the bamboo crown, stepped on the extremely resilient bamboo trunks, flew a few times, and completely disappeared in the bamboo forest.

"What a brilliant qinggong!"

Su Qiqi couldn't help but be surprised. She couldn't even tell which direction the man in white robe left from. The other party deliberately disappeared. She felt vaguely that this kind of light skill looked familiar.

A moment later, Qin Sihai and others arrived here one after another. Seeing that Miss Yu was safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Sihai asked: "Who was that just now?"

Su Qiqi shook her head and said, "I don't know. To avoid any more trouble, let's take Miss Yu to Tianyue Mountain as soon as possible."

The girl squatted in the woods, grabbed a bitter bamboo and lifted it up. The roots of the bamboo broke off one after another and left the muddy ground. She used her strength to defeat her opponent, and the bamboo body was easily broken by her palm knife, leaving only the part with the most tear stains.

She put the small piece of bamboo to her ear and listened for a while, a look of disappointment appeared on her face.

“No sound!”

(End of this chapter)