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Huang Zhonggong was extremely thin, as if he was just skin and bones, with deep sunken muscles on his face, just like a skeleton. However, his eyes were bright and sharp, and no one dared to underestimate him.

Yi Huawei bowed slightly and said, "I am Yi Huawei from Mount Tai. I am sorry for coming so rudely. Please forgive me, Senior."

Huang Zhonggong raised his hand slightly and waved it: "Okay, okay." Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was full of energy.

Upon seeing this, Hei Baizi stepped forward and introduced: "My elder brother's Taoist name is Huang Zhong Gong. Young Hero Yi must have heard of him."

Yi Huawei smiled and said, "I have long heard of the names of the four owners of the manor. It is a great honor to meet Qingyan today."

Huang Zhonggong looked Yi Huawei up and down and said slowly, "I heard that Young Master Yi is the descendant of Taoist Master Qingfeng of Mount Tai, and his swordsmanship is as good as a god. I have always admired Taoist Master Qingfeng's character and martial arts, but it's a pity that we didn't get to meet each other."

After saying that, he sighed slightly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Yi Huawei smiled and said modestly, "I am a young man with a dull mind and little experience. I can only learn one tenth or one twelfth of his swordsmanship."

Huang Zhonggong also smiled upon hearing this and sighed, "If you really have only learned one tenth or one twelfth of his swordsmanship, and my three brothers have all been defeated by your sword, then Taoist Qingfeng's attainments are truly unfathomable."

Yi Huawei waved his hands quickly and said, "The three village masters and the young man just exchanged a few moves casually, and there was no winner or loser, so they stopped."

Huang Zhonggong nodded, a smile flashed across his skinny face, and said, "It's rare for a young man to be neither arrogant nor impatient. Please come into the Qintang and have some tea."

After saying that, he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Yi Huawei and Hei Baizi followed him into the Qintang. The Qintang was decorated in a simple and elegant style. There were several simple calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. An ancient Qin was quietly placed in the middle of the room, exuding a faint wood fragrance. The three of them sat down in the hall, and a boy came in lightly with a tea tray in his hand and served tea to them one by one.

Huang Zhonggong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly: "I heard that Young Master Yi has the ancient score of Guangling San. Is this true? I like music very much. I sigh every time I think of Ji Zhongsan playing the piano before his execution and saying, 'Guangling San will never be heard again!' If this song can really be reproduced in the world, I can play it in my twilight years, and I will have no regrets in my life."

As he said this, a hint of blood appeared on his pale face, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

Yi Huawei nodded slightly and said, "I will obey your command."

After saying that, he reached into his bosom, carefully took out the music sheet and said, "Master Manor, please take a look."

Huang Zhonggong quickly stood up, leaned forward to take it, and said, "Guangling San has been silent for a long time. I am very happy to see the ancient score today, but... I don't know..." What he meant was that he was worried about the authenticity of the score. He flipped through the score casually and said, "Well, the song is very long..."

He started reading from the first page. After just a moment, his face changed color. His eyes became more focused, staring at the music score. He flipped through the music score with his right hand, and unconsciously made the picking, twisting and pressing gestures on the table with the five fingers of his left hand, praising: "Excellent! Peaceful and upright, yet pure and profound." He turned to the second page, read it for a while, and praised again: "High quality and elegance, deep mystery, just wandering in the music of the piano, in a moment, I feel very happy." As he praised, he shook his head gently, completely immersed in the beauty of the music score.

Hei Baizi was watching from the side. He saw that Huang Zhonggong was already distracted after reading only the second page. He was afraid that if he continued reading like this, he would not be able to finish in several hours. He immediately interrupted and said, "This young hero Yi and a brother Tong came here. They said that if anyone in Plum Manor could defeat his swordsmanship..."

Without even looking up, Huang Zhonggong continued, "Well, there must be someone who can beat his swordsmanship before he will lend me this set of Guangling San to copy, right or not?"

Hei Baizi said: "Yes, the three of us were defeated. If it weren't for my eldest brother's intervention, my Gushan Plum Manor, hehe..."

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly, a helpless look on his face.

Huang Zhonggong smiled faintly and said, "Since you can't do it, I can't do it either."

He gently put down the music sheet and leaned back in his chair, with a somewhat lonely look on his face.

Hei Baizi hurriedly asked, "How can the three of us compare with Big Brother?"

Huang Zhonggong shook his head and said, "I am old and useless."

Yi Huawei stood up and said sincerely, "The master's name is 'Huang Zhong Gong', and he is a master of the zither. Although this score is hard to come by, it is not a secret. The master can keep a copy of it, and I will come back to get it in three days."

Huang Zhonggong and Heibaizi were both shocked. In the chess room, Heibaizi saw Xiang Wentian keeping things in suspense and repeatedly making things difficult for him, which made him feel itchy. However, he did not expect that Young Master Yi was so generous. He was a good chess player, so he thought that Yi Huawei must have set a trap to trick Huang Zhonggong, but he could not see the flaw. He frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, secretly thinking about Yi Huawei's intentions.

Huang Zhong said: "No merit, no reward. You and I have no relationship, how can I accept such a generous gift from you? You two came to my manor, what do you want to teach me? I hope you can tell me frankly."

Yi Huawei smiled, his expression calm, and said: "I came to Bao Manor with Brother Tong. To be honest, before entering Bao Manor, I had not heard of the names of the four owners, nor did I know there was a manor called 'Gushan Mei Manor' in the world." He paused and continued: "This is because I am ignorant and do not know the senior masters in the martial arts world. Please do not blame me, the two owners."

Huang Zhonggong glanced at Hei Baizi, smiled, and said, "Young Master Yi is very frank. Thank you very much. I was very surprised. My four brothers live in seclusion in Lin'an. Very few people know about it in the martial arts world. The Five Mountains Sword Sect has nothing to do with my brothers. Why would they come to visit? So, Young Master Yi really doesn't know the origins of the four of us?"

Yi Huawei smiled faintly, with a shy smile on his face: "I am very ashamed, and I hope the two masters can give me some advice. What I said just now, 'I have heard of your great names for a long time', was just a polite remark."

Huang Zhonggong nodded and said, "Huang Zhonggong, Hei Baizi, etc., are nicknames we gave ourselves. We have long since stopped using our original names. It is only natural that you have never heard of the names of the four of us."

He couldn't help but flip through the music score with his right hand and asked, "Are you really willing to lend this music score to me to copy?"

Yi Huawei nodded and said, "That's right. I asked to borrow this music score because it belongs to Brother Tong. Otherwise, you can take it. If you give a sword to a martyr, you don't have to return it."

Huang Zhonggong said "Oh" and a hint of joy appeared on his skinny face.

Hei Baizi said, "Will you lend the music score to my elder brother? Will that brother Tong agree to it?"

Yi Huawei said: "Brother Tong and I have a life-long friendship. Since I have agreed, he will not mind no matter how big the matter is."

Heibaizi nodded, and the doubts in his heart were slightly alleviated.

Huang Zhong said: "I am deeply grateful for Young Master Yi's kindness. But since I haven't got Brother Tong's personal promise, I feel uneasy. Brother Tong said that in order to get the piano score, there must be someone in our village who is better at swordsmanship than you. I can't take advantage of this for nothing. How about we have a few moves?" As he said that, he stood up and looked at Yi Huawei with a sharp gaze, with a hint of challenge in his eyes.

Yi Huawei showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and said: "Brother Tong was just being nice, and said such things, which really makes me feel ashamed. I am very grateful to the four masters for not blaming me for being arrogant. How can I dare to fight with the big master again?"

Huang Zhonggong smiled and said, "You are a very good person. Let's fight for a few moves and stop when we are done. What's the big deal?"

After that, he turned around and took down a jade flute from the wall, handed it to Yi Huawei, and said: "You use the flute as a sword, and I will use the jade harp as a weapon."

Huang Zhonggong picked up a zither from the bedside table, smiled slightly, and said, "Although I can't say that these two instruments of mine are priceless, they are also rare items. You can't just use them to break them? You are just pretending to be nice."

Yi Huawei took the jade flute handed over by Huang Zhonggong and examined it carefully. The flute was emerald green all over, made of top-grade jadeite, and felt cool to the touch. Near the mouthpiece, there were a few red spots, the color was deep red, the green of the jade and the deep red of the spots complemented each other.

Looking at the Yaoqin in Huang Zhonggong's hand, the color of the qin body is dark and old, and the texture of the qin body is simple and ancient. You can tell at a glance that it is an ancient artifact that is hundreds or even thousands of years old.

Seeing that he could no longer refuse, Yi Huawei held the jade flute horizontally with both hands and said, "Please give me some advice, Grand Master."

Huang Zhonggong nodded slightly and responded, "Young Master Feng, please!"

Yi Huawei took a deep breath, picked up the flute, and waved his arm gently. As he moved, the wind blew through the holes of the flute, producing a musical sound.

Huang Zhonggong heard the music and plucked the strings with his right hand. The strings vibrated and made clear sounds. At the same time, he pushed the end of the zither towards Yi Huawei's right shoulder.

When the tail of the guqin was pushed halfway, the action suddenly changed and turned sideways. The side edge of the guqin was like a sharp blade, cutting towards Yi Huawei's right wrist. This move, "Scorched tail cutting gold", was Huang Zhonggong's skillful integration of the guqin craftsman's axe and chisel skills into martial arts.

Yi Huawei's eyes were stern, and he lowered the jade flute three inches, with the tail of the flute accurately touching the Yueshan part of the instrument. The two precious instruments touched each other, but there was no sound at all. It turned out that both of them knew the preciousness of the two instruments, and at the same time, they were secretly competing with each other's internal strength, both of them kept their internal strength to themselves, trying to explore the other's strengths silently.

When Huang Zhong Gong saw that his first move failed, he suddenly hooked the string with his left middle finger. A sound wave carrying icy energy rushed straight into the hole of the jade flute like an undercurrent.

Yi Huawei felt the chill coming towards him, and he quickly twisted his wrist, drawing a semicircle on the surface of the flute, which was the force-relieving method of the Taishan sword technique "Heavenly Gate Cloud Ladder". This move was as smooth as flowing water, and it just relieved Huang Zhonggong's icy true energy.

Huang Zhonggong saw this and pushed the body of the zither diagonally. The five strings suddenly stretched straight like blades. It turned out to be the long-lost "Five Strings Dividing the Golden Hand". The teacup in Heibaizi's hand suddenly exploded under this powerful energy.

Every time Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings, the pegs would move slightly half a notch. This Tang Dynasty Lei Qin has a hidden mechanism, with five strands of ice silk extending from the bottom of the qin to the beams, using the building structure to enhance the power of sound waves.

Yi Huawei was neither anxious nor impatient. He tapped the jade flute seven times in a row, and each stroke was precisely at the node where the sound wave vibrated. Huang Zhonggong saw this, sweat seeped from his temples, and suddenly his five fingers swept, and the seven strings vibrated at the same time. A jade peg suddenly popped out from the dragon pool of the guqin, shooting towards Yi Huawei's eyebrows with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Be careful of Feng Numa!"

Hei Baizi blurted out. He already knew that there were three hidden weapons in the belly of the "Jiu Xiao Huan Pei" zither, but he didn't expect that his elder brother would really use them.

Upon hearing the warning, Yi Huawei spun the jade flute sharply, and used the "Stone Guardian" move to pierce the ground. The blue bricks shattered, and his body leaned back with the recoil force. The jade peg brushed past the tip of his nose and embedded deeply into the beam behind him.

Huang Zhonggong took advantage of the situation and attacked, sweeping the body of the zither across his lower body. Yi Huawei jumped up with the jade flute touching the ground, changing three body positions in mid-air, but was always enveloped by the sound waves from the strings. He kept changing his body shape in the air, trying to find a gap in the sound waves, and each change was accompanied by a fierce momentum. When he changed direction for the fifth time, the jade flute suddenly passed through the gap in the sound waves and pointed directly at Huang Zhonggong's right shoulder well point.

"Well done!"

Huang Zhonggong's right little finger hooked the feather string, and the body of the zither suddenly stood up like a shield. The jade flute touched the goose foot, and the foot made of fine steel was actually dented. The internal forces of the two collided, and the candles in the room dimmed for a moment.

The moment Yi Huawei landed, Huang Zhonggong flicked his left hand seven times in a row. Seven sound waves refracted in the room, and finally met three inches in front of Yi Huawei's Tanzhong acupoint. This "Seven Lights in One Palace" requires calculating the speed of sound and the echo in the room at the same time, which is the unique skill that Huang Zhonggong has cultivated for thirty years.

The jade flute in Yi Huawei's hand suddenly uttered a long sound, and he used the flute instead of a sword to perform the most basic "Morning Bell Style" of the Taishan School. The extremely simple straight stab, however, caused the resonance of the jade flute due to the infusion of internal force, which just happened to disrupt the resonance frequency of the seven sound waves. When the sound waves were about to merge, they suddenly scattered, tearing the "Falling Wild Geese on the Flat Sand" hanging on the west wall into pieces.

In an instant, pieces of paper flew everywhere in the piano hall.

Huang Zhonggong's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect Yi Huawei to be able to break his move. He pressed the strings with his ten fingers to stop the aftershocks and said slowly, "Young man, this move is back to the basics. It reminds me of the Taoist Qingfeng's martial arts performance in the Dai Temple..."

Before he finished speaking, the fifth string of the Yaoqin suddenly broke. It turned out that during the internal force competition just now, the ice silk could not withstand the tearing of the two true qi. Huang Zhonggong looked at the broken string with a look of regret on his face.

Yi Huawei held the jade flute horizontally, and fine cracks appeared on the flute. When he had just cracked the "Seven Stars in the Same Palace", he had secretly used the "Qi Breaking Style" of the Dugu Nine Swords. At this moment, he felt the blood and qi in his chest surging, and he quickly used the Taishan School's "Sun Viewing Skill" to calm his internal breath. His face was slightly pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, which showed that the battle just now had consumed a lot of his energy.

Huang Zhonggong sighed and said slowly, "No need to compete anymore." He stroked the broken string and continued, "Young Master Yi could have hit the Shenmen acupoint while I was breathing, but he deliberately missed it by three points. How could I not know this tolerance?"

Yi Huawei bowed and said, "Senior, your music and martial arts have reached perfection, I am just taking shortcuts."

Huang Zhonggong stroked the "刺汉" part with his fingertips and said slowly, "Young man, do you know that this piano piece contains a sword technique?"

Without waiting for an answer, he suddenly thrust his finger as a sword towards Yi Huawei's throat. This move came without warning, but the sword energy at his fingertips was condensed but not released. Seeing this, Yi Huawei raised his jade flute automatically, which was exactly the response to the "Sword Breaking Style" of Dugu Nine Swords. But he was shocked and changed his move to "Welcoming Guests Pine" on Mount Tai, and the flute body drew an arc to remove the sword energy.

Huang Zhonggong retracted his fingers and smiled: "Good swordsmanship! If this move is fully used, I'm afraid my fingers will have to stay here."

Heibaizi suddenly interrupted: "Brother, the change of moves that Young Master Yi just made seemed..." He was an in-depth expert on Go and was particularly sensitive to changes in moves.

Huang Zhonggong waved his hand to interrupt: "The way of martial arts is to integrate and understand it, why do we need to delve into the origins?"

(End of this chapter)