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Xiang Wentian smiled without answering, stretched out his hand and slowly rolled up the scroll, his movements slow and steady. Dan Qingsheng said, "Wait a minute!" He pulled on his arm to stop him from rolling up the painting, but when his palm touched his arm, a soft and strong internal force surged out, gently pushing his palm away.

Xiang Wentian rolled up the scroll as if he knew nothing. Dan Qingsheng was very surprised. He had just pulled Xiang Wentian's arm, fearing that the painting would be torn, so he did not use any force. However, the other party's internal energy showed his superb internal strength, and he obviously still had some strength to spare. He secretly admired him and said, "Old Tong, it turns out that your martial arts are so amazing, I'm afraid you are not inferior to my fourth master."

Xiang Wentian said, "The fourth manor owner is making fun of you. The four manor owners of Plum Manor are invincible in all kinds of martial arts except swordsmanship. How dare I, a nobody like Tong, compare myself with the four manor owners?" Dan Qingsheng's face darkened, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He said, "Why do you say 'except swordsmanship'? Is it true that my swordsmanship is not as good as his?"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly and did not answer. He changed the subject and said, "Two manor masters, how do you think of this calligraphy?"

When he opened the other scroll, he saw a piece of wild cursive calligraphy.

Dan Qing was surprised and said, "Hey, hey, hey!" He said "hey" three times in a row, and suddenly shouted, "Third brother, third brother! Your life treasure is here!"

This call was so loud that the walls, doors and windows vibrated and made a buzzing sound, and dust fell from the rafters.

I only heard someone in the distance say, "What's the big fuss about?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and confusion in the voice.

Dan Qingsheng shouted, "If you don't come and see it, people will take it away and you will regret it for the rest of your life." There was a hint of urgency and threat in his tone.

The man outside said, "You found some fake calligraphy again, didn't you?"

The door curtain was lifted, and a man walked in. He was short and fat, with a shiny bald head without a single hair. He held a large brush in his right hand, and his clothes were covered with ink stains, as if he had just completed a piece of calligraphy. He walked closer and suddenly his eyes widened, his eyes were full of shock, he gasped, and said in a trembling voice: "This... this is the original! It's really... it's the Tang Dynasty... Tang Dynasty Zhang Xu's "Rui Yi Tie", it can't be fake... fake... fake!"

The cursive script on the post is wide and sweeping, just like a martial arts master displaying his light skills, jumping high and low. Although his movements are swift, they still retain their elegance.

Dan Qingsheng said, "This is my third brother, Bald Pen Man. He got this nickname because he loves calligraphy and has used up thousands of pens, but not because he has a bald head. Don't make any mistake about this."

Yi Huawei smiled and replied, "Yes."

The bald brush man stretched out his right index finger and drew in the air along the strokes of the calligraphy in the Suiyi calligraphy. His finger moved slowly in the air with an intoxicated look on his face. He did not even glance at Xiang Wentian and Yi Huawei, and even apparently did not hear what Dan Qingsheng said.

Bald Pen Man looked at Xiang Wentian in astonishment. After a long while, he asked, "What do you want to change?"

There was a hint of urgency and unwillingness in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on the package in Xiang Wentian's hand.

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "Nothing can be changed." His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. Tu Biweng's face suddenly became ugly, his brows knitted, his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

Tu Bi Weng said, "Twenty-eight moves of the Stone Drum Acupuncture Writing Technique!" He seemed to have made a great decision. He gritted his teeth and stated this condition with a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping to impress Xiang Wentian.

Heibaizi and Danqingsheng shouted in unison: "No!" Heibaizi's voice was cold and full of unquestionable majesty. He shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing his dissatisfaction with Tubiweng's proposal. Danqingsheng was anxious, he knew the importance of the stone drum acupuncture technique, and he also knew that Xiang Wentian and the others' purpose might not be so simple.

Bald Pen Mang said: "Okay, why not? If I can get this authentic cursive calligraphy by Zhang Xu, then my stone drum acupuncture technique is nothing to worry about." He was a little excited, his hands were shaking slightly, his voice became louder, and a desperate expression appeared on his face.

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "No!" It was still a firm rejection, not giving Tu Bi Weng any hope.

Tu Bi Weng asked anxiously, "Then why did you show it to me?" His eyes were full of grievance and anger, as if he had done something unforgivable to Xiang Wentian.

Xiang Wentian said: "Even if I am wrong, Third Master should just pretend that you have never seen it." His tone was flat, not shaken at all by Tu Bi Weng's excitement.

Tu Bi Weng said, "I've already seen it, how can I just pretend I've never seen it?" He leaned forward slightly, spread his hands, and showed a helpless expression on his face.

Xiang Wentian said, "If the Third Master really wants to get this authentic painting of Zhang Xu, that's not difficult. He just needs to make a bet with us." Seeing that Tu Bi Weng was so persistent, Xiang Wentian knew that the time had come, so he put forward his own conditions.

Tu Bi Weng hurriedly asked, "What are you betting on?" His eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and he was eager to know the answer.

Dan Qingsheng said, "Third brother, this guy is a little crazy. He bet that no one in our Mei Manor can beat the swordsmanship of this friend Yi." Dan Qingsheng pointed at Yi Huawei with a disdainful and teasing smile on his face.

Tu Bi Weng said, "What if someone can defeat this friend?" He turned to look at Yi Huawei, looking him up and down with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Xiang Wentian said: "If anyone in Meizhuang can defeat my brother Feng's sword, I will give this authentic Zhang Xu's "Sui Yi Tie" to the third owner, and the authentic Fan Kuan's "Traveling in Mountains and Rivers" to the fourth owner. I will also write down all the twenty famous Go games played by gods and ghosts that I remember and give them to the second owner." Xiang Wentian stated the bet in an orderly manner with a confident smile on his face.

Tu Bi Weng asked, "Where is our eldest brother? What are you going to give him?" His mind worked quickly and he immediately thought of his eldest brother, wanting to get some benefits for him as well.

Xiang Wentian said: "I have a copy of the Guangling San piano score, maybe the master of the manor..."

Before he finished speaking, Heibaizi and the other three asked in unison: "Guangling San?" Shocked expressions appeared on the faces of the three. Heibaizi's eyes widened, Danqingsheng's mouth opened, and Tubiweng took a breath of cold air.

Hei Baizi took a step forward, looking excited, and asked, "Do you really have the music score of Guangling San?"

Xiang Wentian nodded and said, "Of course it is true. I know that the master loves the zither, so I made this as a note. If anyone in Meizhuang can beat Brother Yi in swordsmanship, this zither score will belong to the master."

After calming down, Tubi Weng shook his head slightly, showing a look of disapproval on his face, and said: "Since Ji Kang's death, Guangling San has not been passed down. Brother Tong's words are nothing but lies."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said calmly, "I have a good friend who is obsessed with the qin. He said that after Ji Kang died, there was no Guangling San in the world. This set of qin music was lost after the Western Jin Dynasty, but what about before the Western Jin Dynasty?"

When Tu Biweng and the other three heard this, they looked at each other in confusion, not understanding the meaning of this sentence for a moment. They frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look in their eyes, as if they were trying to explore the deep meaning of Xiang Wentian's words.

Xiang Wentian said: "My friend is very intelligent and bold, so he went to dig up the tombs of famous zither players before the Jin Dynasty. As expected, where there is a will, there is a way. After digging dozens of ancient tombs, he finally found this piece of music in the tomb of Cai Yong of the Eastern Han Dynasty." Xiang Wentian told this bizarre story in a steady tone, as if he was telling a commonplace story. After hearing this, Tu Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng both exclaimed in surprise, with expressions of surprise on their faces. Tu Bi Weng's mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. Dan Qingsheng was also shocked, his eyes full of disbelief. Hei Baizi nodded slowly, with a look of admiration on his face, and said: "You are both intelligent and brave, amazing!"

Xiang Wentian opened the bundle and took out a booklet slowly. On the cover was written the words "Guangling San Qin Qu". He flipped through the booklet and found that it was indeed a Qin score. He handed the booklet to Yi Huawei and said, "Brother Yi, if there is any expert in Meizhuang who can beat your swordsmanship, I will give this Qin score to the owner of the manor."

Yi Huawei reached out to take the booklet, carefully put it in his arms, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay."

Dan Qingsheng looked at Yi Huawei with a smile on his face and said, "Brother Yi is well versed in the theory of wine and his swordsmanship must be superb. But he is so young. Could it be that in my Mei Manor... Hehe, this is too ridiculous." There was a hint of contempt in his tone, as if he did not believe how powerful Yi Huawei's swordsmanship could be.

Heibaizi seemed more calm. He said, "If there is really no one in my Mei Manor who can defeat Young Master Yi, what should we bet on?" There was a hint of caution in his eyes, as if he was preparing for the possible outcome.

Yi Huawei waved his hand, with a humble look on his face, and said: "Brother Tong likes to tell jokes. How dare a junior like me discuss martial arts with the masters of Plum Manor?"

Xiang Wentian said: "Of course I have to say these polite words, otherwise others will think you are arrogant." He narrowed his eyes slightly with a smile on his face.

Bald Pen Old Man seemed not to hear what the two said, and murmured, "'Zhang Xu became the Master of Cursive Script after three cups of wine. He took off his hat and bared his head in front of the king and nobles, and his brush strokes fell on the paper like clouds and smoke.' Second brother, Zhang Xu is known as the 'Master of Cursive Script', the saint of cursive script. These three lines of poetry were written by Du Fu about Zhang Xu in "Song of the Eight Immortals Drinking". He is also one of the 'Eight Immortals Drinking'. After reading this "Casual Letter", you can imagine the scene when he wrote after being drunk. Alas, his imagination is really unrestrained and unbridled. What a great handwriting, what a great handwriting!" Bald Pen Old Man chanted the poem while shaking his head, with an intoxicated look on his face, as if he had been immersed in the artistic conception of Zhang Xu's calligraphy.

Dan Qingsheng echoed, "Yes, since this man loves to drink, he must be a very good person, and his handwriting must be good." He grinned, revealing his teeth.

Tu Bi Weng went on to say, "Han Yu commented on Zhang Xu, 'Joy, anger, embarrassment, poverty, sorrow, happiness, resentment, longing, drunkenness and boredom. Whenever he feels injustice in his heart, he expresses it in his cursive script.' This man is just one of our generation. Whenever he feels injustice in his heart, he expresses it in his cursive script, just like wielding a sword. Isn't it a pleasure!" As he said this, he raised his finger and started writing in the air again. After writing a few strokes, he turned to Wen Tian and said, "Hey, open it and let me see it again." His eyes were full of desire, as if the "Sui Yi Tie" had a huge magic power that attracted him.

Xiang Wentian shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "After the third owner wins, this post will be yours. Why are you so anxious now?" His tone was relaxed, as if he was teasing Tu Bi Weng's anxiety.

Hei Baizi was good at playing chess and had a thorough thinking process. He would consider defeat before planning a win. He asked again, "If no one in Mei Manor can defeat Young Master Yi's swordsmanship, what should we bet on?" He clasped his hands in front of his chest, staring at Xiang Wentian, waiting for his answer.

Xiang Wentian said: "We came to Meizhuang not for anything. Brother Feng only came to the pinnacle of martial arts to verify his sword skills with the masters of the time. If we win by chance, we will turn around and leave without any bets." Xiang Wentian's voice was firm, and his eyes revealed a kind of free and easy and confident look.

Hei Baizi said: "Oh, this young hero Yi is here to seek fame. He defeated the 'Four Friends of Jiangnan' with one sword, and he is famous in the world." He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "The Second Manor Master is wrong. Today, Mei Manor will conduct a sword competition. No matter who wins or loses, if even a word leaks out, my brother Yi and I will be punished by heaven and earth. We are worse than dog shit." His expression was serious and his tone was firm, showing how seriously he took this matter and his determination.

After hearing this, Dan Qingsheng said loudly: "Okay, okay! You say it straightforwardly! This room is very spacious, I will have a sparring match with Brother Feng. Brother Feng, where is your sword?" There was excitement on his face, as if he couldn't wait to compete with Yi Huawei.

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "How dare you bring weapons to Meizhuang?" He spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face.

Dan Qingsheng shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bring two swords!" His voice was loud and echoed in the room.

Someone outside agreed, and then Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei each held a sword, walked steadily to Dan Qingsheng, bowed slightly, and offered the sword with both hands. Dan Qingsheng took the sword from Ding Jian, took a look at it, and said, "Give it to him."

Shi Lingwei replied, "Yes!" Then he held the sword in both hands, walked in front of Yi Huawei, lowered his head slightly, and handed the sword over.

Yi Huawei reached out and took the bronze sword steadily. The sword body was emitting a faint cold light. After weighing it slightly, he knew that the sword weighed seven pounds and thirteen ounces. Its shape was similar to the Taishan Stone Guardian Sword in his hand.

Yi Huawei raised his eyebrows, and with his left hand he made the Taishan School's "Sun-Holding Art" sword salute, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the southeast, and he made the starting stance of the Taishan School's sword technique of "How is Dai Zong?". His whole body instantly became calm and steady, as majestic as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, Dan Qingsheng on the opposite side twitched his red nose slightly, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. The three-foot-long sword in his hand suddenly shook, and three black plum-shaped sword flowers appeared. At the same time, a strong aroma of wine came with the sword wind.

Dan Qingsheng laughed loudly and shouted: "Look at my move 'Splashing Ink and Covering Sackcloth'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he used his sword to move in an unconventional way, and his body followed the sword's momentum. In an instant, the sword light flashed, just like ink splashed on rice paper. In the seemingly chaotic sword shadows, there were actually the exquisite sword moves of the 36-style Pi Ma Cun Fa.

Yi Huawei narrowed his eyes slightly, staring closely at Dan Qingsheng's sword moves. The Taishan School's "Five Great Doctors Sword" came out in response. The bronze sword in his hand slapped out horizontally like the gnarled branches of an ancient pine tree, and with a few crisp "clang" sounds, Dan Qingsheng's ink-like sword shadows were completely blocked three feet in front of him, successfully defusing this wave of attacks.

Bald Pen Master stood by and watched. Suddenly, he slammed his hand and shouted excitedly, "Wonderful! This move of 'green pines welcoming guests' is used in an ancient and elegant manner. It has a bit of the charm of Cai Yong's "On Writing" that 'only those with images in all directions can be called calligraphy'!"

However, before he finished speaking, Dan Qingsheng's sword momentum suddenly changed. The tip of Dan Qingsheng's sword trembled rapidly, and nine cold stars appeared in an instant. It was his "Qingshan Yinyin" killer move. This move was fierce and fierce, and it went straight to Yi Huawei's vitals.

Yi Huawei narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped quickly, and cleverly adjusted his position. The bronze sword in his hand swung out from bottom to top, using a "stone-breaking" move, and this sword went straight to Dan Qingsheng's center. The blade rubbed against Dan Qingsheng's sword body, sparks flew, and the powerful impact actually forced Dan Qingsheng back half a step.

"Fourth brother, be careful!"

Heibaizi had been watching the battle closely at the side and suddenly spoke up to remind them.

A faint purple aura appeared on Dan Qingsheng's face, and his eyes, which were originally drunken, became clearer. He shouted suddenly, and the long sword in his hand drew a round trajectory in the air. The sword wind was so strong that it even made the "Rui Yi Tie" hanging on the wall rustle. This style of "Drunk Writing Qian Kun" secretly conforms to the essence of Zhang Xu's cursive calligraphy. The sword movement seems crazy and has no rules, but in fact it is strict and contains many changes.

Yi Huawei's breathing suddenly quickened when he saw this sword move. He quickly adjusted his state and used the Taishan School's "Seven Stars Falling from the Sky" sword formation. Seven points of cold light flashed, piercing the Tianshu, Yaoguang and other acupoints respectively. Each sword tip accurately intercepted Dan Qingsheng's sword move before he could change his moves.

"Ding!"

A clear sound like a dragon's roar sounded, and Dan Qingsheng staggered and retreated involuntarily. Everyone looked closely and found that it was the bronze sword in Yi Huawei's hand that hit the hilt of Dan Qingsheng's long sword three inches away.

Yi Huawei sheathed his sword, clasped his fists slightly, and said, "Thank you."

At this time, everyone could see clearly that the word "Tai" had been cut out on Dan Qingsheng's shirt collar by the sword at some point, and the edge of the cut was charred black, as if struck by lightning. This was the unique technique of the Taishan School's unique skill "Heavenly Gate Cloud Ladder". (End of this chapter)