His hand was rubbed along the hazel stick, and the extra branches and tree tumors were smoothed to make the stick very smooth. When Mu Nianci saw him fiddling with a brand-new flute, he made it.
Mu Nianci Yan Kou said, "If you go to be a carpenter, the carpenter won’t have any food that day." Li Zhichang smiled without saying a word. Li Zhichang looked at the sky and smiled. "It’s a fine day tonight." Touching Chang Jian’s body, Chang Jian seemed to feel his mind faint with the sound of a sword. Mu Nianci said, "But what are you doing with this mudflute?"
Li Zhichang said, "Call me Brother Li and don’t be a Taoist priest."
Mu Nianci said "uh-huh"
Li Zhichang said, "Look at it." Li Zhichang gently played the flute, and the melodious flute resounded through the Woods. Soon there were common poisons such as scorpions and centipedes around, and then these poisons finally arranged in the word "Mu Nianci" along some route.
Li Zhichang proudly said, "How?"
Mu Nianci had seen such a miracle, and Li Zhichang became more and more unpredictable in her mind. Li Zhichang said, "Although this effort is far from great, it is enough to deal with the old poison snake array."
Li Zhichang said, "Miss Mu, I’m going to save my elders. Do you want to come with me?"
Mu Nianci said, "I’m afraid my poor martial arts will drag you down?"
Li Zhichang said, "If you don’t leave me three zhangs, who in this world has moved you so much?"
In the evening, Zhenqi sat together in a circle. Ouyang Feng said, "Do you want to know clearly or hand over Jiuyin Zhenjing?"
Qiu Chuji said, "Don’t say that we didn’t give it to you even if we were dead." The seven of them already knew that they wouldn’t be able to get it for long, and they hoped that Li Zhichang would learn from it in the future.
True seven fidgeted for a long time without eating and kept it until midnight. At this time, the night wind rustling seven people didn’t feel sad, but they listened to one person slowly chanting, "I have lived in a house for decades." It was Ma Yuyin’s tone that was very peaceful and diluted.
Tan Chuduan went on to chant, "My hair is unkempt for a long time." But the sound is very bold. He ranks second in Zhenqi, with heavy eyebrows and big body. It turns out that before Tan Chuduan became a monk, he was a Shandong blacksmith, and then his name was Changzhen.
Changsheng Liu Chuxuan continued to chant "Haitang Pavilion Chongyang". Although his figure is small, it is very loud.
Changchun Qiu Chuji said, "Lotus leaves in the boat are too immortal."
Yuyang Wang Chuyi chanted, "Things can leave the empty shell."
Hao Datong in Guangning intoned, "Some people can realize before they die."
Sun Buer, a clean and scattered person, intoned, "Going out with a smile is a hindrance."
Ouyang Feng sneer at heart way very close to death also don’t know it.
At this time, there was a roar from the north, and suddenly someone came here. Then the true seven poems continued to chant, "The cloud is in the West Lake and the moon is in the sky." See the moonlight turn out a person to carry a sword and a cassock. Who is it if it is not Li Zhichang?
He said, "It’s been a long time, master and fellow uncles." Qiu Chuji growled, "What are you doing here? Let’s go quickly." He knew that Li Zhichang’s talent was higher than that of Chongyang’s father. Now seven of them are old enough to die, and in the future, Chongyang Palace can inherit the tradition and rely on Li Zhichang. Why is he so ignorant to die? In their hearts, Ouyang Feng’s fame for more than 20 years is far from Li Zhichang’s.
Ouyang Feng’s face upwards made a ha ha sound, which made the surrounding leaves swirl and laughed. "If you’re so young, you can’t leave. Tonight, the old man will catch you all."
Chapter 34 You play a song
Although Ouyang Feng said malicious words, he was muttering in his heart how this little Taoist priest was so fierce that Li Zhichang got him a stick. His family knew that his own affairs were superb external skill practice. North beggar Hong Qigong got himself a heavy hand, and it was not only less than two months before this little monk looked at nothing. He attributed all this to Jiuyin Zhenjing, and his greed was more intense in his heart.
Ouyang Ke himself is far from Li Zhichang’s rival retreating behind Ouyang Feng to prevent him from suddenly and violently attacking. He threatened Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Feng to secretly instruct snake slaves to separate thousands of green snakes. Li Zhichang surrounded Mu Nianci and followed him to see poisonous snakes. She was not afraid, but she traveled with Yang Tiexin since childhood. The extraordinary woman was not sent out.
Li Zhichang praised in her heart that she is also an exotic girl. Although Li Zhichang is also caught in a snake bush, she is not surprised. He slowly said, "Mr. Ouyang, don’t come to the hospital and hurry for a while. The trail is wonderful for the old man. Bipei tonight is a month like frost, a good wind like water, and a clear scenery. Is it coke? Treat me to play a song to entertain my predecessors. "In fact, although there is a month tonight, it is not three to five nights. There is nothing to enjoy here. There are many trees around, and there is no cool wind in Qingjing, not to mention nature.
Li Zhichang didn’t feel embarrassed. He put the mudflute on his lips and blew it for a few times. Mu Nianci woke up early and stuffed two cotton mudflutes in his ears. The music played was not as touching as it was gentle and lovely. It sounded as if those green snakes sounded from the bottom of my heart. As the flute suddenly twisted and exposed their fangs at the same time, they bit the surrounding similar people. Ouyang Feng said, "It’s not good to have this thing this hour." But he knew that Li Zhichang was a powerful kung fu melody. The closer you get to him, the less you can control your hand-to-hand moves, but it is impossible.
In fact, snakes are ferocious, and it is even more common for our company to eat small snakes. If it weren’t for Ouyang Feng’s secret method to suppress these 10,000 green snakes, they would have killed each other. At this moment, Li Zhichang’s flute was like a cry, and he plucked the heartstrings to arouse the ferocity of this snake. Ouyang Feng saw that the situation was not right. A snake slave came forward with an iron kite in his hands. Ouyang Feng rattled the strings of the kite and dialed several times. Shan Ye’s purges were Li Zhichang’s compliance with the nature of snakes, but he forced to suppress one positive and one against the natural force.
Li Zhichang laughed. "Come on, let’s play an ensemble since the old gentleman has such a good mood."
Ouyang Feng never imagined that Li Zhichang’s magical power had reached the point where it could affect the realm of foreign objects. It was only in recent years that he gradually realized that Li Zhichang had reached this point at this age.
At this time, Ouyang Ke around him seems to be unable to control his body and wants to rush to the snake group. Ouyang Feng sighs and caresses the Zheng with one hand. With one hand behind Ouyang Ke, Ouyang Ke felt a heat flow from Xinshu point. Pei Peiyang was conscious and low. "Ke Er, you plug the ear cloth." Ouyang Feng sighed that Ouyang Ke would not be able to resist Li Zhichang’s flute if he didn’t study hard on weekdays. He gave Ouyang Ke everything he had learned. If he worked a little harder at ordinary times, even if he didn’t Li Zhichang, he wouldn’t be easily taken away. However, he didn’t control those snake slaves because snakes can’t shut their ears. Tonight, these 10,000 green snakes have been doomed. These snake slaves naturally lost these poisonous snakes, all of which
Fortunately, he didn’t rely on poison to create this huge reputation. Since he wants to play against himself in this way, it is Ouyang Feng’s way. "Good Wang Zhongyang people will let you die at the hands of my old poison tonight, and I hated it that year." He sat cross-legged on a big stone and waved his right hand and five fingers, and the Qin Zheng was stirred up, and his western iron zither sound was even more piercing.
True seven, but every sound of this Zheng is consistent with their heartbeat. The faster their hearts beat, the more their hearts beat. Their chest thumped and they were extremely uncomfortable. They calmed down and the heartbeat slowed down. After a while, the Zheng could not drive his heartbeat. This was Li Zhichang’s intention. He calculated the true seven merits. The most important thing is to exercise his mind and resist the aftermath of his fight with Ouyang Feng. He played against Ouyang Feng, which can be regarded as the most powerful person in the world. They want to be able to play against him today. Enough to watch this alternative is bound to be much more rewarding than fighting in martial arts. This experience is very great. Wang Chuyi gained even more when he watched Huashan’s sword. After all, at that time, the five wonders did not reach the level of two people except Wang Zhongyang, and at that time, the seven martial arts knowledge did not accumulate as much as it does today
Listen to the zither gradually anxious to later like a golden drum, Ma Benteng, but in the theory of zither, there is always a little bit of soft flute wrapped around it, which can’t be put off or dumped. Ouyang Feng zither is like a dragon crossing the river, while Li Zhichang flute is the one that binds the dragon rope tightly around each other and never dies.
Qiu Chuji suddenly realized that he was strong and he was strong, and the moon brushed the hills. After all, he had the highest talent among the seven people. If he was not too late in martial arts, he might not be able to reach the level of Zhou Botong.
Flute and zither can always move at any time, depending on the situation. Although the two didn’t really play against each other, the situation of flute and zither seems to Qiu Chuji to be different from that of the master. There are flaws, ambushes, fast and slow, but he hears that the zither leaks out of the slightest gap, and the flute is like mercury rushing over, and the zither will not be smooth at all, just like nine days of thunder.
Later, Qiu Chuji didn’t have to close his eyes and open his eyes to see them carefully. Later, he saw that they looked solemn. Li Zhichang got up and blew as he walked. The flute became more and more urgent, but it was getting slower and slower. Li Zhichang set foot on Liuhe and Yan Yan San, and then he turned into nine shadows. In the moonlight, he came and went.