my wife is god catcher

Chapter 137
Although martial arts masters have a relatively long lifespan, if they lick blood at the edge of a knife, they will suffer disaster one day.

Therefore, most of them like to ask for good luck.

Zhang Sanfeng is a top figure, a land god, he doesn't like mundane matters, he usually celebrates his birthday casually, and he didn't invite him to be close to his sect.

But this year is a hundred years old, and it is a great consummation in life, so it is natural to want to make arrangements.

Not only the Wudang faction, but as early as a month ago, local officials had sent someone to deliver a set of ritual vessels.

A hundred years old, martial arts Taishan Beidou, if there are not people who feel that they are unknown, and only the famous sects can come to pay their respects, even setting up a thousand tables is not enough.

Of course, if it is really necessary to set up a thousand tables, the Wudang faction will naturally be able to afford the money.

Not to mention the daily incense money, and when Wu Zetian came to the throne, he gave Wudang the surrounding fields. Don't forget that Huamanlou is also a Wudang disciple.

Jiangnan Huajia, one of the three imperial merchants, is also the largest real estate developer in Jiangnan. Even if they set up a hundred-day water mat at the foot of Wudang Mountain, it is just a drop in the bucket.

This is also the reason why the famous sects are not short of money.

One is to occupy the mountains and become the king, and there are countless fertile lands. Second, to recruit some rich and noble children, there will be a lot of filial piety every year.

Take Zhang Cuishan as an example, less than an hour after returning to Wudang, Yin Susu's dowry has arrived.

There is a thick stack of gift lists, with a total of 200 varieties.

There are pairs of jasper lions, pairs of emerald phoenixes, a hundred branches of special purple wolf hairs, twenty ingots of tribute ink, a hundred knives of Xuanhe mulberry paper, and eight directions of top-quality duan inkstones... Clothes, shoes, crowns, and accessories are all properly prepared.

But Yin Tianzheng, the leader of Tianying Sect, felt that even though you are a rich family in Wudang, you should not underestimate my daughter, and the dowry you gave was very rich.

Not only was a generous gift given, but the etiquette was so thoughtful that no one could find anything wrong with it.

With such a large dowry, the dowry must not be shabby, otherwise it would appear to be a lack of etiquette.

Zhang Sanfeng, as an elder of the teacher's school, was a teacher for a day and a father for life, so the dowry was naturally given by the master, and he wrote a picture with splashed ink, which was regarded as a gift in return.

A piece of writing is exchanged for two hundred treasures. No matter how you look at it, it feels empty-handed, but as long as there is no problem with his mind, he will definitely not refuse this exchange.

That is Zhang Sanfeng's calligraphy, which naturally bears the traces of Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, as long as he can comprehend a little bit from it, it will be a great harvest.

The matter is not without precedent.

In the process of fighting for the Dragon Saber back then, because Yu Daiyan was seriously injured, Zhang Sanfeng felt so sad and angry that he used his finger as a pen to write a few words in the air.

First wrote "Sangluan Tie", and then wrote "The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, Slaying Dragons with Precious Swords, Commanding the World, Who Dare Not to Follow, Who Can Fight for the Front by Relying on the Heavens" 24 words.

Those with many strokes don’t feel complicated, those with few strokes don’t feel ugly, their shrinkage is dignified, like the bending of an inchworm, and their verticality is dangerous, like the escape of a cunning rabbit.

Dripping and hearty, majestic and vigorous, the elegant part is like the wind, like snow dancing, and the thick part is like a tiger squatting, like an elephant walking.

Zhang Cuishan felt something in his heart, and learned a set of peerless martial arts from it. He fought on Wangpanshan Island and used the same calligraphy to make Xie Xun voluntarily admit defeat.

That day when he was fighting against Mongolian Yuan warriors, Zhang Cuishan was holding a iron judge pen, and he also used this martial skill.

At this time Zhang Cuishan came back, and it happened to be his [-]th birthday, Zhang Sanfeng's heart was full of joy, the handwritten copybook must have a chic and auspicious meaning.

Seeing Li Jinyu's envious expression, Zhang Sanfeng joked, "Young Master Li, do you want to write a few words?"

"Then I will trouble Master Zhang!"

"What poem do you want?"

Li Jinyu thought that of course there were too many words, and subconsciously said: "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng!"

Hearing this, Yu Lianzhou and the others laughed, and Su Ying and the others shook their heads helplessly.

"A momentary gaffe, a momentary gaffe, since Zhang Zhenren bestowed the words, let's use Yang Lingming's "March in the Army"!"

"Okay! This is youthful vigor!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded approvingly, splashed ink, and wrote verses on the rice paper:

The beacon illuminates Xijing, and his heart is insecure.

Yazhang resigned from Fengque and rode around Dragon City.

The snow is dark withered and the flag is painted, and the wind is full of jumbled drums.

Better to be a centurion than a scholar.

The handwriting is chic and heroic, awe-inspiring, and the sharpness of the strokes is no less than that of "The Palm of the Big Banner".

It should be noted that although Wudang is a Taoist sect, not all martial arts in the school are full of Taoism, and Taijiquan is by no means just using softness to overcome rigidity, and many of them have strong moves.

When Zhang Sanfeng was young, he was also young and passionate, all those who fought against him in the past have passed away, could it be that they all died of old age?It's not bad to be half old and dead.

Li Jinyu watched the copybook with his eyes, and swayed the warm jade flute casually in his hand. Zhang Sanfeng's movements when writing were revealed one by one in his mind and melted into the jade flute.

To be honest, Li Jinyu's personality does not completely match the Zifu Shenxiao. Even with the Nuanyu Xiao, it mostly stimulates the pure yang energy, and rarely moves.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's calligraphy at this moment, a surge of heroism surged in my heart, and the blood accumulated in the frontier battle also burst out unreservedly at this moment.

The jade flute in his hand seems to have become a spear and a halberd. When he swipes it, it seems to lead thousands of troops, and it seems to bring people to the desolate and tragic battlefield where blood is flowing.

Zifu Shenxiao, Beiba Spear, Can Hezhi, Dragon City Swordsmanship, Big Banner Wind and Cloud Palm, Blood Transforming Knife...

Many martial arts, many comprehensions, and many accumulations collide crazily in the mind, bursting out countless wonderful fantastic coups and flashes of wisdom.

The jade flute hovers in the air, like a tiger, like a wolf, like a cheetah, like a flying eagle, like a snow goose, like a golden eagle, like a long spear, a big halberd, like a giant axe...

Except for Xu Yeyue, who was acquainted with each other, and Zhang Sanfeng, who had already sensed it, they were all shocked by the bloody aura on Li Jinyu's body.

Even the green forest heroes who have been in the rivers and lakes for five or six years don't have such blood, right?How many people were killed?How could such a killing be maintained gracefully and calmly?

But after thinking about it, Li Jinyu is Yuchi Zhenjin's adopted son after all, and he was born in the army.

Among the masters trained in the army, which one is not blood-soaked?Which one is not the murderer?
With Li Jinyu's skill, falling into the epiphany at this moment, if he swayed recklessly, it should cause great damage.

But Zhang Sanfeng just flicked it lightly a few times, and then Li Jinyu's strength was eliminated soundlessly, even the people outside the room could not hear the slightest sound.

"laugh!"

Nuan Yuxiao swept across, finishing the last stroke.

"Hu~~"

Li Jinyu exhaled a long breath, iron-blooded and domineering like the aura of a fierce frontier fortress, with this breath dissipated, and returned to the appearance of a handsome young man.

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren for your guidance."

"This is your own comprehension. The old Taoist just provided an introduction. If you don't have this heart, this accumulation, and this comprehension, the old Taoist will not be able to comprehend anything even if you write a thousand words."

"Why don't you try writing a thousand characters?"

"You are really the younger generation of Old Di Ge, and your energy is exactly the same as that of Old Di Ge. I have written enough words today, so I will remind you again.

Although your jade flute is a treasure, it is quite incompatible with your martial arts. It is better to change it to an iron flute, which is more magnificent with gold and iron horses and thousands of miles of yellow sand. "

"Thanks for the real person's advice, this junior will save me."

To be honest, Nuan Yuxiao and Li Jinyu really weren't a good match, but they could assist in the cultivation of Ziqi Yuanzong, and they could blow out pure yang qi.

The most important thing is that Sanhe Yishi originally planned to accept Li Jinyu as his successor and sent Nuan Yuxiao over.

Later, I found out that it didn't quite match, so I can't come back, right? For a senior over 100 years old, if he did such a thing, he would really be ashamed.

But Sanhe Yishi soon became indifferent.

Although Li Jinyu is not a special match, the people around Li Jinyu are all qualified.

Although I have never met He Junqi, but as a saintess of Miaojiang, she is suitable for blood-melting knife and rotting bone palm.

When Li Jinyu said that he could teach the secret books, he had already obtained the consent of Sanhe Yishi, otherwise, even if he was an inheritor, he could not pass on martial arts at will.

The most suitable for Nuan Yuxiao and Zifu Shenxiao is naturally the divine doctor Su Yingsu who is beside her.

Su Ying's talent is astounding, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, poetry, painting, poetry and poetry, and has a calm personality. She can best appreciate the poetic and picturesque artistic conception of Zifu's Shenxiao moves.

Another point is that Su Ying practiced the longevity formula of the wood attribute, and the warm jade flute was as warm as sunlight, which could increase Su Ying's practice speed to a certain extent.

Li Jinyu needed Yuxiao to improve his combat power before, but now that he has realized it, he will give Yuxiao to Su Ying.

In this way, among the many inheritances of Sanhe Yishi, Li Jinyu seems to only inherit the pure Yang Qi, but the people close to him have been greatly improved.

……

On the eighth day of April, early in the morning.

Li Jinyu practiced in the morning on the top of the mountain. She originally planned to do a set of Tai Chi. When she was in college, the 24 forms of Tai Chi were included in the physical examination.

But after thinking about it, this is no longer a trick, but a complete embarrassment.

However, if you do radio gymnastics, but you are not stable enough, you will rarely meditate in the sun.

Xu Yeyue, Su Ying and other girls all know Li Jinyu's habit of morning exercises, so they come to accompany them.

He Junqi, Xu Yeyue, and Jiang Yuyan didn't dare to be too presumptuous in Wudang Mountain, so they also meditated and practiced Qi.

Only Su Ying felt that it didn't matter, and took the warm jade flute that Li Jinyu had just presented, and played a piece of music.

A trace of unvoiced sound seems to rise slowly in the distance of the horizon, and then keep the untouchable distance, full of vitality and hope.

The ordinary rhyme is extremely moving, each note seems to accumulate some kind of warm and touching power, which makes people feel warm all over.

The sound of the flute is becoming more and more agile and fast. Although the timbre changes in thousands, it is patchwork, and the rhyme is constantly enhanced and expanded, full of indescribable appeal.

Li Jinyu has obtained the warm jade flute for several months, so she is very proficient in martial arts, but in terms of skills, she is far behind Su Ying, especially the kind of free and easy fluency, which is far beyond comparison .

Su Ying's song was written by hand, it was an unknown song, but if she had to choose a name, it would be better to say it is a tribute to the sun, a tribute to life.

In the past, Su Ying, although she was raised to be as arrogant as a palace lord inviting the moon, but to put it bluntly, she was just a canary imprisoned in a deep valley by a mouse.

To a certain extent, it is quite similar to Shi Qingxuan, the great master of flute art in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Today's Su Ying has completely left the confusion and bondage, and has begun to welcome a new life. The music is naturally full of joy, agility, and vitality.

Although he didn't take the initiative to stimulate his true energy, the music has already spread several miles away, attracting a hundred birds to sing together.

The cheerful music makes people feel as if they have returned to their childhood and the most carefree era.

I was ecstatic to find a round stone by the stream, and I could play with it for a day in the woods when I found a thin and straight branch.

When you see leaves that are slightly higher than standing and touching, you start to jump higher. Those who touch the leaves can enjoy the highest honor among boys-you are amazing!
The music flows into the limbs and bones like a clear spring, sweeping away all the darkness, gloom, hostility, and gloom in the heart, making people feel comfortable, as if they have floated to the clouds, and the body and mind are extremely relaxed.

Xiao sound suddenly stopped.

Morning exercise is also over.

Li Jinyu stretched her waist and said with a smile, "If I can listen to one song every day, in two or thirty years, I'm afraid I will be able to stand alone and become a fairy."

Su Ying rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "If you can listen to it for 30 to [-] years, you must have been replaced by disguise!"

Xu Yeyue said: "That's right, you are a cheapskate, if you had given the jade flute to Sister Su Ying, you would have heard this kind of fairy music a few months ago."

Li Jinyu gave her a headache: "You girl is the best at following the wind, who did you learn from!"

Xu Yeyue said: "I learned from you!"

"Why didn't you learn it from your father?"

"My father doesn't have the cheek to ask someone to write "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", he can't say that!"

"That's because you don't understand my master."

Li Jinyu thought in his heart that with his emptiness, if he had the chance, he would dare to speak the "Huang Ting Jing"!
The Wudang faction has its own rules and regulations. Although it is known that Li Jinyu never avoids people during his morning exercises, and that it is nothing new to just meditate, no one bothers him.

It's just that a few people stood in the distance, listening to the fairy music played by Su Ying silently. They didn't come over to applaud until the end of the song and the end of the morning exercise.

The first person is an old man with white beard and hair.

He is the elder Mu Taoist of Wudang Yuxu Palace, normally he is slovenly and slovenly, but tomorrow is Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday, many guests have already arrived, so he changed into a spotless and luxurious Taoist robe.

"Fortunately, the old Taoist came one day earlier, otherwise, how could he be lucky enough to hear such fairy music? Fortunately! Fortunately!"

"The Taoist priest is polite!"

"I didn't compliment you, why are you so polite? Could it be that she is your wife? You are not a decent person, just like Lu Xiaofeng!"

"The Daoist is really good at pinching and counting. Lu Xiaofeng is just the best friend of this junior. He has something to do recently. He should be able to come here tomorrow to celebrate Zhenren Zhang's birthday."

"Farewell, farewell, if Lu Xiaofeng comes, the custody will make a fuss, this guy is too noisy."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

"What about you?"

"Looking at my handsome appearance, politeness, and modesty, you will know that I must be a decent person."

"Who can prove it?"

"The playboy behind you."

Mu Taoist laughed when he heard this: "I didn't believe Lou'er said that he made an interesting friend at first, but now it seems that you are much more interesting than Lu Xiaofeng."

(End of this chapter)