Chapter 140 Where can I learn to play the flute?

Chapter 140 Where can I learn to play the flute?

Chapter 140 Where can I learn to play the flute?

On the seventh day of winter, it snowed heavily.

Starting from three o'clock last night, the sky sprinkled salt, making the whole mountain covered with a layer of silver.

There has been severe drought in Guanzhong for months, and this year's autumn is exceptionally short.

Overnight, the temperature dropped sharply and heavy snow fell.

It was as if God was playing tricks on us and we entered the cold winter without any warning.

Those refugees who were lucky enough not to die in the midsummer will only have a few days of relief before they face the harvest in the severe cold. In the end, they will die anyway.

"Kuafu chases the sun!"

Qin Sihai was wearing a black cloak and standing on the steps.

Hundreds of steel knives were thrust forward, flashing with cold light, just like when a giant carp flips over, many scales tremble together and emit light.

"The sun and the moon are in my arms."

"The sun is rising!"

In the square in front of Tianyue Tower, more than 500 disciples of the Divine Sect, wearing black winter coats, were practicing the "Sun-Chasing Sword Technique" move by move.

Although this set of swordsmanship is basic, it was jointly created by several elders who protect the religion on Black Wood Cliff, and is by no means without its merits.

For example, the sky is full of suns, and everywhere is filled with the heartfelt respect for the Eastern Master. When practicing, one should naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Last resort.

"Benefits all living things!"

Five hundred disciples put away their swords and looked towards the west.

Qin Sihai nodded and said loudly: "Do it again!"

Most of the disciples in the branch temple where he was before came from the underworld, which was equivalent to bringing their skills into the sect. Although the combat effectiveness of each individual was high, the quality was uneven, and their style was lax and they did not like constraints. In a word, there was a strong aura of vagrants in the underworld.

"Your Excellency selects good families to enrich the religion, gives them generous food and clothing, cultivates their ideals, and restrains them with military law. This is somewhat similar to Weibang's style of doing things."

But there are still differences between the two.

"Wei Bang was on good terms with the government officials and established the altar in Nanchang City, and his power grew rapidly."

"The Yunyu Altar is located in the mountains and most of the students it recruits are poor. They have poor martial arts skills and are bound to fail in the future."

A wooden house was built next to the Shiping Moon Cave on the back mountain, and several rows of bitter bamboo were transplanted there.

A gentle breeze blew by, and occasionally a few pieces of ice and snow fell from the branches and leaves, breaking into pieces. The girl particularly liked the sound of ice and snow falling in the bamboo forest due to the wind, and she would stand in the woods for a long time every day.

"Squeak!"

A cuckoo flew out from the bamboo crown, landed in the gap of the stone wall in panic, looked down and shivered.

Wu Hanyu walked into the bamboo forest and shook off the ice and snow on dozens of bitter bamboos one by one. When the snow fell on her head, she didn't know how to avoid it. Instead, she enjoyed it and a pure smile appeared on her face.

Zhang Yu held the tear-stained seven-section flute and looked at the figure in the bamboo forest: "Xiao Yu is extremely sensitive to sounds and is also very talented in the way of music."

"Thank you for using the flute to relieve Miss Yu's condition these days."

Su Qiqi stood in the snow, wearing a silver fox fur coat.

They are all over 30 years old, graceful and charming, and they are all people of the martial arts world. The female hero Ning from Huashan is as strong as fire, while the Thousand-Faced Fox from the Demon Cult is as gentle as water. Both have their merits.

However, for every woman who has made a name for herself in the world, her most important reliance is definitely not her beauty.

Su Qiqi looked at the young man who was a dozen years younger than her. He was extremely handsome, not inferior to a stunning beauty. She took two steps closer, her black hair hanging between her snow-white groin, and whispered, "My lord, you are very busy, maybe you can teach me to play the flute, just in case."

Zhang Yu could only feel the faint fragrance coming into his nose. He looked at Su Qiqi who was pretending to be shy. "This piece of music was composed by a Zen master. It combines Buddhist mantras and Taoist mantras. The learner must be pure-hearted and free of desires, and have a natural state of mind. Otherwise, not only will it not be able to purify the mind and be kind, but it will also arouse evil thoughts. Master Su Xiang, do you really want to learn it?"

Su Qiqi was slightly stunned when she heard that. She saw that there was not a single evil thought in Zhang Yu's eyes. Ordinary men pretended to be serious. Unless they were eunuchs, they would be moved by her charm.

She couldn't help but believe it a little and chuckled, "Excuse me, this song is not something that ordinary people can learn."

Zhang Yu knew that Su Qiqi did it for Wu Hanyu, so he didn't care.

He looked at the girl who was as happy as a little deer in the woods. It seemed that she was the only one in her world. Except for Su Qiqi who left some impression on her, everyone else was just a passerby. She seemed to have imprisoned herself mentally.

Zhang Yu had seen her when she was ill, and he felt a little sorry for her. He sighed, "The Pure Heart and Universal Goodness Mantra can only treat the symptoms, and its effect is limited."

Su Qiqi's eyes were slightly red, and she choked up and said, "Tang Master Wu is gone, and Miss Yu is like this again. I don't know what to do."

Zhang Yu asked, "Is Xiaoyu's disease congenital?"

Su Qiqi looked at him and said, "Sir, haven't you heard the hall master mention it before?"

She was very respectful to Zhang Xiangzhu, who was still her junior, and lowered her status to become the deputy Xiangzhu of Yunyutan. However, compared with Qin Sihai, whose emotions were all written on his face, the Thousand-Faced Fox not only had many faces, but also many thoughts.

Zhang Yu said calmly, "I joined the sect hastily, and my relationship with my master was shallow. When Hengshan was defeated and the Five Mountains masters were chasing him, my master only taught me the Feiyun Magic Skill and asked me to find Xiaoyu in Pingdingzhou and protect him secretly. He passed away before I could tell him anything else."

When he first returned to Blackwood Cliff, he had to borrow the name of Master Wu to elevate his status so that he could make friends with the higher-ups in the sect.

With his current martial arts and power, his position in the Divine Religion has been consolidated. The title of Wu Lianjiang's direct disciple has become more harmful than beneficial, and he can easily become the target of attack by Yang Lianting and Tong Yukang.

It’s just that the favor received will be remembered for a thousand years. At that time in Fenglei Hall, Zhang Yu took the initiative to acknowledge the relationship between master and disciple, so they had to see it through to the end.

Su Qiqi was silent for a moment, and seemed to have made up her mind.

"I heard from Hall Master Wu that Miss Yu was born a supernatural being with all her meridians opened. When she was eight years old, she had a physique that was not inferior to that of an innate warrior. Perhaps she was affected and her mind was a little... She was fine originally, but Hall Master Wu passed away and Miss Yu was hit hard, and her condition became even worse."

Zhang Yu thought of the punch in the bamboo forest and thought to himself, this is what a congenital warrior's physique is like.

There are all kinds of things in this world, and the existence of the green jade ring in his hand is the best proof of this.

Although born extraordinary people are rare, there are always some records of them left in the secret files of every generation of the underworld.

He forgot where he had seen a few lines of records in that notebook, 'Born as an extraordinary person, blessed with talent and good fortune, envied by heaven and earth, with a life full of misfortunes...'

Zhang Yu asked again, "I heard that there is a doctor named Ping in the sect who has unparalleled medical skills. Have you ever asked him to treat you?"

Su Qiqi's eyes flashed with a strange look, and she said, "Hall Master Wu values ​​friendship and loyalty, and has been reluctant to draw a clear line with Miss Ren. Ping Yizhi has a strange personality, and is also Dongfang Sect Leader's close confidant. He participated in the development of the Three Corpses Brain Pill, so Hall Master Wu naturally doesn't trust him."

These words involving the internal affairs of the Divine Religion were extremely sensitive. If they were in Pingding Prefecture, they would have to keep their mouths shut. Many high-ranking members of the cult had fallen into the hands of that venomous snake Yang Lianting because of some careless conversations.

The sky in Guanzhong is high and the emperor is far away, so the two of them can talk more casually.

Zhang Yu glanced at Su Qiqi, who had a delicate face with plain makeup on her face. She had the gentleness of a mature woman and exuded an air of charm. He thought to himself, "She knows so much about the Wu family, so her relationship with Wu Lianjiang must be unusual."

Su Qiqi suddenly said, "Sir, I have a favor to ask of you."

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "Why, Master Su Xiang still insists on learning to play the flute?"

Su Qiqi smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Playing the flute? When you have time, you can teach me slowly."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Oh, what do you want?"

Su Qiqi bowed and said, "Your Excellency will leave Tianyue Mountain in three days. Please take Miss Yu with you."

Zhang Yu thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

　This chapter counts as yesterday's. I am recovering and will try to resume two chapters. There are about ten chapters left for the Guanzhong plot, and the next step is to enter the main storyline.

　　
　　
　
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