"good!"
Yang Guo took out the jade flute from his back and handed it over.
This jade flute was the favorite thing of Medicine Master Dongxiehuang. After passing it to Guo Xiang, it passed into his hands.
Lu Qingyun wiped his hands, took the jade flute, and played with it carefully, showing affection on his face.
This thing is a powerful weapon. Thinking about how someone else will use a sword and someone else will use a flute, the level will immediately rise a lot.
Seeing the look in Lu Qingyun's eyes, Yang Guo secretly complained.
It’s not like I’m compensating my daughter and then I’m compensating Xiao!
Lu Qingyun stood up, took a deep breath, and the song "Swordsman" came out from the flute.
Yang Guo sounded a little fascinated.
There is a feeling of being in a high place and full of pride.
It also vividly displays the ups and downs of love and resentment in the world.
He sighed heavily.
After living for more than a hundred years, why should you compete with a junior?
After thinking about this, my mood suddenly brightened, and I looked at Lu Qingyun who was playing the flute with admiration.
Yang Yaoqin's curious eyes never left Lu Qingyun.
After the song "Swordsman" was played, Lu Qingyun inserted the jade flute into his waist and wiped the sweat from his head, "Uncle, Sister Yang, I can play well."
Yang Guo's cheek twitched, it looked like the flute wasn't coming back yet.
"Qingyun, what's the name of this piece? Is it an ensemble piece?" Yang Yaoqin asked impatiently.
"This is a piano and flute ensemble called "Swordsman"."
Lu Qingyun didn't expect that after just playing it once, Yang Yaoqin could actually hear that it was an ensemble piece.
"Do you have the music score?"
"have."
Lu Qingyun walked to the stone wall next to the ancient tomb, jumped into the air, and kept tracing the mountain wall with his fingers.
"You brat, you're showing off again."
Yang Guo took a helpless sip of wine.
After Lu Qingyun finished carving the music score, the music started to sound.
Yang Yaoqin's attainments are indeed high, and it didn't take long for him to be able to play the music completely without looking at the score.
Lu Qingyun became more interested, took out his jade flute and started playing.
The ensemble of piano and flute allows "Swordsman" to be fully presented.
Yang Guo couldn't stand it anymore, he held the wine bottle in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and roasted the hare, and walked away from the distance.
Even though he is over a hundred years old, he still can't eat this shit!
After the ensemble of "Swordsman" finished, Lu Qingyun and Yang Yaoqin looked at each other and smiled.
"Uncle took away the roasted hare, so we can only drink chicken soup."
Lu Qingyun took the pheasant out of the clay pot and the two of them ate it.
That night, Yang Guo passed on the Jade Flute sword technique to Lu Qingyun.
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It's a dark, windy, murderous night.
Halfway up the mountain outside an inconspicuous mountain col.
Zhang Sanfeng stood in front, and the disciples behind him were all gearing up, waiting for an order to attack the Vajra Gate.
"This raid on the Vajra Gate mainly uses black jade intermittent paste."
"Yes, Master."
"Lianzhou and Songxi, your mission is to find the black jade intermittent paste. I will lead Yuanqiao, Liting and Shenggu to attack head-on to create opportunities for you."
"Yes, the disciple must get the black jade intermittent ointment!"
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes swept over the disciples one by one, and his feet flew out from the mountainside with great force.
Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu flew out one after another.
"Haha, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng has come to seek revenge, but Huo Gong Tutuo hasn't come to die yet!"
The lights inside the Vajra Gate suddenly lit up.
More than twenty people rushed out of the front and rear halls, and each of them looked at Zhang Sanfeng in the air with a ferocious look.
A man walked out from the crowd, eight feet tall, with a strong back and a strong back. He held a magic pestle in his hand and shouted: "How dare you Zhang Sanfeng to insult our master with his mouth!"
Zhang San fell to the open space in front of the hall, "Who are you?"
"I am Gangben, the head of the Vajra Sect."
Gangben chopped the magic pestle hard and said, "Old bastard, the Vajra Gate is not a place where you can run wild!"
The Vajra Gate is far away from the Middle Earth, and the news is blocked.
Gangben was an arrogant person. Even if he heard Zhang Sanfeng's name, he didn't think it was that powerful.
In his eyes, except for his late master, no one is his opponent.
Now that the three junior brothers have entered the imperial court, the Vajra Sect has become even more lawless and is rampant throughout the Western Region.
"In the middle of the Western Region, poor Taoists can come when they want and leave when they want. No one dares to stay!"
Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes. There were some arrogant and arrogant people in the martial arts world in the Western Regions.
"Is the poor Taoist disciple Yu Daiyan injured by one of your Vajra Sect disciples?"
"Hahaha!" Gangben looked up to the sky and laughed, "Yes, it was exactly what my junior brother did. The Wudang Clan are all people who are willing to betray others."
"You have to die!"
Zhang Sanfeng was furious!
The figure flashed and came to Gangben, stretched out a palm and patted him.
Gangben waved the magic pestle to resist.
"Boom!"
Zhang Sanfeng slapped the Demon-Conquering Pestle with his palm. He was so shocked that he vomited blood and flew backwards, collapsing a corner of the hall, and then he stopped.
Before Gangben could get up from the ground, Zhang Sanfeng flew in front of him and slapped him on the head.
"Destroy the Vajra Gate!"
Seeing Master Zhang Sanfeng kill Gangben so violently, Song Yuanqiao roared and killed the Vajra Sect disciples.
The long sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake. Every time he thrust out a sword, one person would be killed.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were equally merciless, and the swords in their hands were like death's scythes, constantly harvesting.
Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi, who were lurking in the back hall, heard the shouts of killing in the front yard and immediately rushed into the back hall, looking for the black jade intermittent paste.
"Master, all the evil thieves of the Vajra Gate have been killed." Song Yuanqiao sheathed his sword and came to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Okay, you all go and help Lianzhou and Songxi."
An hour later, Yu Lianzhou excitedly walked to Zhang Sanfeng carrying a sandalwood box.
"Master, not only did I find the black jade intermittent ointment, but I also found the secret book of the Nine Yang Magic Technique, the Powerful Vajra Finger, and the Prajna Palm."
"Okay, there is hope for Daiyan!"
Zhang Sanfeng had a smile on his face.
Yu Daiyan's injury was his heart ailment. After more than ten years of pain, he finally got the black jade intermittent ointment, and the haze in his heart was swept away.
"Burn the Diamond Gate and let's go back to Wudang!"
"good!"
All the disciples had smiles on their faces.
During this trip to the Vajra Gate, the Wudang Clan made a lot of money.
Not only did he get the black jade intermittent ointment, but also the Nine-Yang Divine Art, the Powerful Vajra Palm and the Prajna Palm.
There are also gold and silver treasures looted from the Vajra Gate.
Everyone happily returned to Wudang Mountain with these ill-gotten gains.
