Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 164 Invisible Sword Qi! (8.449k)
The curtains on the pavilions were drawn, and wine was added to start the banquet.

The Four Friends from Jiangnan were extremely enthusiastic and ordered people to set out the best banquet. Even when the elders from above brought the Black Wood Order into the manor, they had never been so sincere and attentive.

After Zhao Rong expressed his little request, the four friends from Jiangnan became closer.

Huang Zhonggong, who had been worried and silent before, also opened his heart and played the music with a smile.

The head of the manor found that although the young man had never played the piano, he could come up with tunes effortlessly.

No matter what the joy or the sorrow, he could always tell it in a thorough and detailed manner.

After listening to these profound discussions on music, Huang Zhonggong was deeply moved. He felt that the young man not only had a deep understanding of music, but also had the strengths of various schools.

Let alone the guqin, guzheng, flute, and pipes, even when we talk about Gao Jianli playing the zhu, he could drink and sing along.

The young man's musical background is as brilliant as Guangling San.

Huang Zhonggong was filled with joy, as the saying goes, it is hard to find a soulmate.

Previously, I called him "little friend" out of politeness, but now it comes from the bottom of my heart with utmost sincerity.

Ren Yingying listened carefully to Zhao Rong and Huang Zhonggong chatting about the Bi Xiao Yin and Hong Yan Zhi Shu, and also talked about the river breeze and the spring morning on the snow-capped mountains.

She would occasionally say a word, but mostly she just listened.

Huang Zhonggong was surprised, but Ren Yingying didn't find it strange.

She was familiar with Zhao Rong's background and knew who his uncles, masters, and fellow disciples were.

Heh. The fourteenth generation leader of Hengshan.

As she thought about it, she glanced at her cousin's profile and took another sip of her daughter's red wine.

The other three owners kept ordering people to drink, and after a few drinks, their spirits grew stronger and stronger.

Danqingsheng chanted: "A hundred feet above the river, the east wind brings the aroma of wine. Travelers drop their sails, and the distant trees reflect the setting sun. I gaze again and again, one cup after another."

After saying this, his face flushed with red wine, and he raised his glass to invite Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong raised his glass and said, "You must know that if you are not drunk, you will feel uncomfortable."

"wonderful!"

Tu Bi Weng and Hei Bai Zi on the side both laughed and shouted. The fourth brother recited a verse casually, but he didn't expect that Brother Zhao could continue it.

Heibaizi said: "It is said in the Beishan Jiu Jing that dry wine was produced in Fenzhou during the Tang Dynasty."

Dan Qingsheng laughed loudly:
"My Fenjiu comes from Ganlutang, and it was brewed by the people of the ancient village that has been passed down from the Tang Dynasty to the present. I used two sword techniques to exchange it with a drunken swordsman from the land of Shanxi."

"Tang Dynasty poems and Tang Dynasty wines. I just chanted the Ten Odes on Tang Dynasty Wines. I didn't expect Brother Zhao to be able to follow suit. You are truly a soulmate in wine."

The fourth manor owner stared at Zhao Rong and couldn't help but sigh: "Poetry and painting are inseparable, there are swords and wine. Good brother, it's a pity that we met too late!"

"When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough." Zhao Rong raised his glass with a smile and drank another cup with Dan Qingsheng.

Tu Bi Weng asked casually, "Brother Zhao was so proud of drinking the wine just now. Is there any way to improve his spirit?"

"I usually practice General Pei's poems, but I lack this kind of spirit."

Zhao Rong thought for a moment after hearing this.

He smiled, did not directly respond to the Third Manor Master's words, and only called out "cousin" softly.

How could the girl not understand?

She sat cross-legged and played the piano, and Zhao Rong took out his short flute.

The two played the qin and flute together. In the snowy Meizhuang, the sea laughed, the mountains and rivers laughed, and the people laughed.
The five notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu are arranged in order, the melody rises and falls, and the majestic momentum turns after the clouds.
After the musical images of the Four Friends of Jiangnan were majestic and magnificent, they gradually fell into desolation and loneliness!

They thought about what happened before and after Meizhuang.

Thinking about the journey I have taken in this life.

The four brothers joined the Sun and Moon Sect with the original intention of being chivalrous and doing good deeds in the world.

But both leaders disappointed them greatly, so they became disheartened and asked for a job in Meizhuang, where they spent more than ten years not paying attention to the world.

This song sung by the cousins ​​from Gusu really brought out their concerns and obsessions.

Heibaizi was slightly stunned, and slowly drank the wine. In his eyes, the cold plum, green pond, and bright red wine seemed to be reduced to only black and white.

He has already lost this game of chess.

Even if you get the Star-Absorbing Technique, what use is it?

Black and white chess pieces were so excited while listening to Qin Xiao that they took out the "Old Woman's Chess Book" given by Zhao Rong and stared at the chessboard in a daze.

Dan Qingsheng picked up a jar of Fenjiu and drank it in one gulp. He laughed loudly, held the jar in one hand and the sword in the other, and jumped onto the roof again, dancing with the sword in the wind and snow.

The ink-splashed hemp is filled with the thoughts about sword and wine!

"Okay, okay!!"

Bald Pen Man drank three bowls of Baicao Wine in a row, and then he sat under the roof where Danqingsheng was dancing with the sword, listening to the music and the sound of swords, dipping his bald pen in ink, and wrote huge characters.

General Pei! Your majesty has commanded the mighty generals of Liuhe to clear the Jiugai, and your war horses are like dragons and tigers soaring through the mountains. How magnificent!

It’s these twenty-three words again.

However, this time the calligraphy is not only Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, but also his experiences and feelings about the underworld over the years.

All the feelings of my life come one after another!

During that day, he wrote General Pei's poems three times in a row, and the quality of his poems became higher and higher each time.

After writing the twenty-three words, Bald Pen Man laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Even if Zhang Zui Su was here, he couldn't say his calligraphy was better than mine!"

"Hahaha!"

His wild laughter shook off the icicles, and he leaped up to the balcony again. He picked up a jar of wine, rushed to the roof and debated swordplay with Dan Qingsheng using the stone drum acupuncture technique.

Huang Zhonggong closed his eyes and listened to this moving song.
This banquet lasted from morning to evening.

Play the piano and music, and discuss calligraphy and painting.

The owners of the manors each took out their treasures and enjoyed themselves very much.

As dusk fell in the evening, the Plum Manor was brightly lit.

On the balcony, the four friends added wine, turned on the lights and resumed the banquet.

Dan Qingsheng painted the picture himself, using a fine brush to sketch the cousins ​​from Suzhou under a hydrangea lantern.

In the painting, the young man is drinking with his head tilted back, while the girl holds a sword at her side, with a candlelight on the tip of the sword.

After the ink dried, he stared at the painting in ecstasy and great satisfaction.

This is a painting in which he developed his freehand brushwork technique to its peak. It is really satisfying to give it as a gift.

The cousin nodded in agreement, but before he could even reach out his hand, the painting was taken away by my cousin.

The banquet ended near midnight.

"My friend, please take a rest at the manor first. Tomorrow I will teach you the secret method of playing the zither."

The so-called secret method of piano sound is naturally the seven-string invisible sword.

Zhao Rong did not say any more polite words of thanks. The old man was teaching him sincerely. He remembered the favor in his heart, smiled and responded before going to rest.

Dan Qingsheng did not let the steward lead the way. With a red face from drinking, he personally led the way to an independent courtyard.

Because they were cousins, they were given the two best guest rooms.

Not long after the people in Meizhuang left, Zhao Rong heard someone playing the piano in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Hearing the string, he understood the elegant intention and opened the door and walked over.

"Cousin, what advice do you have?"

He sat on a stone bench and spoke in a low voice.

They drank a lot of wine today, but they used their inner strength to suppress the alcohol and did not feel drunk.

The girl's face was a little red, and when she saw him sitting down, she looked over and said, "So your cold skill is Frost Power, am I right?"

Zhao Rong was inevitably a little surprised when his background was suddenly revealed.

But then I thought that this person was the Holy Lady of the Demon Cult.

She naturally learned the many martial arts secrets on the Black Wood Cliff casually, so it was not surprising that she knew them.

I can figure it out, but since this matter is related to Qu Zhiyin, I will not admit it.

"What is frost power? I have never heard of it."

Ren Yingying had already figured out some of his temperament, so she would not believe him and continued:

"Several elders on Blackwood Cliff have practiced this skill, but they all gave up later. You are indeed talented enough to master it."

"but."

"Frost and cold power is only one of them. Only by integrating the Mysterious Sky Finger can the power be greatly increased and the extremely cold and yin energy be stimulated."

At this point, she looked puzzled, "According to common sense, even if you have reached the peak of Frost Power, you can't have this much power."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Actually, I am practicing the Ice Qi that Master Zuo taught me. You are mistaken."

The girl let out a light "Puh" sound, thinking that this boy rarely spoke the truth.

She had already guessed that it was related to Qu Yang, and seeing that this guy was unwilling to talk, she did not ask any further questions.

There is no need to look for Guangling San at this time.

"Although the Four Jiangnan Friends live in seclusion, they are still members of the Divine Religion. Hei Baizi would never dare to teach you Xuantian, so just give up on this idea."

After she said this, her eyebrows danced with pride and her thin lips revealed an undisguised smile.

He stared at the face of the person opposite him, trying to see his reaction carefully.

Sure enough, Zhao Rong gave a friendly smile.

He casually opened the teacup on the table in the pavilion, stood up and poured the hangover tea prepared by the manager of Meizhuang in front of the girl.

"Cousin, you and I came to Gusu together. We have a deep bond along the way. I'll give you my copy of Guangling San. After we leave Meizhuang, I'll give you the composition of Vomiting Blood."

"The head of the manor saw that you were an excellent musician and said he would teach you the Invisible Sword."

"My cousin has benefited a lot from this. Why don't you lend me the Xuantian Finger to have a look? I will definitely remember this favor."

Seeing his expression change so quickly and his gentle voice, the girl couldn't even suppress the redness of her wine as she smiled.

"Tsk tsk."

"You are really calculating. The Blood Vomiting Spectrum and Guangling Powder are what you have left over."

"The favor of Xiaoxiang Sword God is indeed very valuable, but you said I am a demon cult witch, so I don't care about the favor of any righteous hero."

She chuckled, "After leaving Plum Manor, I will go back to Blackwood Cliff, find the Mysterious Heaven Finger in the Hidden Merit Hall and burn it. Then I will have someone send the pile of book ashes to Hengyang. I will see if any sword god has the ability to practice it."

Zhao Rongshun said:

"Why get angry? I have many precious music scores that can be exchanged. Just let me know what you want, cousin."

"Oh? You can ask for anything?" Ren Yingying looked into his eyes.

Zhao Rong said sternly: "I won't do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth, and I won't do anything that harms my friends."

The Four Friends from Jiangnan treated each other with sincerity and utmost kindness.

Since I know that Ren Woxing is imprisoned here, I must not take the initiative to harm the four people, otherwise how can I be worthy of my friends?

Even if Zhao Rong wanted to trick his four friends into going to Hengshan to add to the sect's heritage, he would not do so.

Ren Yingying didn't find it strange when she heard these two sentences.

She looked around Meizhuang and felt confused.

He drank the tea that Zhao Rong poured for him and said, "I will go to Blackwood Cliff on the Dragon Boat Festival next year. If you are brave enough, you can go to the bamboo house on Kuaiji Mountain to find me on the Mid-Autumn Festival in August."

"If you make me happy, I will give you the Xuantian Finger, otherwise I will burn it."

"it is good."

Zhao Rong responded. He had made several plans and of course he would not refuse.

It seemed that she had guessed that Ren Woxing was here, so she came to Kuaiji Mountain from Luoyang Green Bamboo Lane.

There are many Yang Lianting spies in Hangzhou, while there are fewer in Shaoxing, which is also close to Hangzhou.

After some thinking, he finally figured out what was going on.

Then he asked curiously, "Did you also take the Three Corpses Brain Pill on the Black Wood Cliff during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Faced with this question, Ren Yingying hesitated for a moment and answered, "No."

"Then what are you doing at Blackwood Cliff?"

"Why should I tell you?"

She was reluctant to talk at first, but after a while she said, "Uncle Dongfang gives me a few boxes of rouge every year."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Rong's mind focused.

His eyes darted, staring at the girl's thin lips, and sure enough, there was a hint of rouge scent.

"What are you looking at!"

There was shame and anger in her words, but Zhao Rong remained calm: "Do you have any extra rouge?"

"We give them away every year, so of course there are some left over."

She frowned, feeling that he was being very presumptuous, yet at the same time, her heart was filled with inexplicable waves.

Zhao Rong looked towards the depths of Plum Manor and asked: "Are all the masters on Blackwood Cliff taking the Three Corpses Brain Pill?"

"Why do you care?"

"I'm just curious," Zhao Rong waved his hand, "If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to tell me."

“It’s not a secret.”

Ren Yingying frowned slightly: "At first, the elders and hall masters who were loyal to our Sun Moon Sect did not need to take the pills, only those who were disobedient did. Since Yang Lianting took over the duties of the sect, the number of people taking the pills has greatly increased."

"The incompetent leaders below also have to take the elixir. More and more people are going up the cliff during the Dragon Boat Festival."

"The Five Mountains Sword Sect also knows about this. Didn't Zuo Lengchan send people to Pingding Prefecture to stir up trouble? As the next generation leader of the Hengshan Sect, don't you know about this?"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but think of Sun Zhenda, the master from Songshan who was being hunted down by Yang Lianting.

"I know, I just want to verify the truth."

"I met Tong Baixiong in Luzhou last time. Could it be that he also took the Three Corpses Brain Pill?"

Speaking of Tong Baixiong, Ren Yingying shook her head.

"He didn't."

"Yang Lianting sent someone to ask him to take the elixir, but he knocked over all the purple-robed messengers who came to his door, and even made a big fuss about wanting to see Uncle Dongfang. He is a great contributor to Blackwood Cliff."

When she mentioned the word "hero", a cold look appeared on her face.

Zhao Rong didn't want to bring bad luck upon himself, thinking that there were probably very few people on the Black Wood Cliff who had not taken the elixir.

The Four Friends of Jiangnan.
The girl saw through his thoughts and said, "You don't have to worry about the four of them. Every year on the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, there will be people coming down the cliff to Plum Manor."

Ren Yingying didn't go into details.

This was the first suspicious point that Xiang Wentian found. Meizhuang was a special case where they could get the antidote for one year without going up the cliff, and this happened every year.

Combined with the revelation of the battle between good and evil in Xiaoyaojin, she was basically certain.
My father was imprisoned here.

But when she met these four friends from Jiangnan today, they were very different from what she had imagined.

Zhao Rong stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

Trouble.
Coming to Meizhuang once a year, doesn't it mean that the Four Friends of Jiangnan have all taken the Three Corpses Brain Pill, and that there is only one year's worth of antidote?

Living in seclusion in Meizhuang may seem free and easy, but it is actually a prison.

But they regard it as a great pleasure to be able to enjoy themselves in this cage.

In life, there are more worries than happiness.

correct
Zhao Rong reminded him, "Don't throw away the rouge you can't finish using. Give me some when the time comes."

"you!"

"Shameless little thief!" The girl's face turned cold and she glared at him: "How can you be so rude? That...that thing I have used before, how can I give it to you."

"Just don't lose it."

The two of them were thinking about something and did not stay in the yard. After a while, they returned to their rooms.

Early the next morning.

The wind and snow became weaker. What Zhao Rong did not expect was that Dan Qingsheng pulled him to the courtyard to practice martial arts and drink early.

"Brother, yesterday I saw you were very surprised by my freehand sword energy. Was I seeing things?"

"Of course it's good."

Zhao Rong smiled frankly: "It looks like sword energy is taking shape, which is really scary."

"Hahaha!"

Dan Qingsheng stroked his beard and laughed, with the smell of yesterday's alcohol still in his mouth: "This ink-splashing hemp sword technique was created by me. It's not very powerful, but it's my masterpiece."

"Brother, your swordsmanship is rare in the world, and the freehand swordsmanship you have developed is even more powerful than mine."

"I listened to your song yesterday and had a lot of thoughts. I woke up in the middle of the night and thought that I would spend my whole life in Meizhuang. Although it is a happy thing, it is a pity that the sword technique will be lost."

"If you don't mind, you can learn my sword skills and let the people in the martial arts world see the splendor of the martial arts world."

Zhao Rong was shocked when he heard this and wanted to refuse, but he saw a very sincere look on the slightly old face of the Fourth Master.

"it is good!"

He readily agreed. Dan Qingsheng was overjoyed and put his arm around his shoulders, ready to take him into the tavern.

Zhao Rong doesn't want to be a drunkard.

He repeatedly declined, saying he would learn swordsmanship first and drink next time.

Dan Qingsheng's swordsmanship is quite similar to Zhao Rong's swordsmanship. One is the mighty momentum of the Five Divine Peaks, and the other is the freehand state of mind in a painting.

The fourth owner learned about sword skills from paintings and integrated freehand painting techniques, which allowed the sword energy to condense and not disperse.

Although those light circles did not cause any casualties, the sword energy was flying everywhere and was very menacing.

The two practiced for the whole morning, and Dan Qingsheng was quite shocked.

"You learn so fast!"

He scratched his head and said, "It's only been a few hours, and you've already learned most of my swordsmanship."

Bald Pen Master, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, laughed and said:

"Brother Zhao said that his swordsmanship evolved into ten thousand swords. No matter how freehand your ink-splashed hemp sword is, it still has a shape. The sword energy is invisible, but it can't kill."

"If you want to talk about hard learning, it's still Big Brother's Seven-String Invisible Sword that's hard to learn."

"I wonder if I can defeat the best in the world."

The black and white chess piece holding the chess manual raised his head: "I am also very curious."

Tu Bi Weng had already explained it, so Zhao Rong did not elaborate. During the lunch banquet, he offered Dan Qingsheng three cups of wine.

There is nothing special about the moves of the ink-splashing hemp sword technique, but the technique of transforming energy and expressing it in a freehand way is truly extraordinary!
This brought him great benefits, and the favors he owed to others became bigger and bigger.

After lunch, Huang Zhonggong, who had been prepared, took them to the piano room.

Hei Baizi, Tu Bi Weng, and Dan Qingsheng all ran very far away, not wanting to experience the invisible sword technique.

The piano room was extremely simple and elegant, with bookshelves and musical instruments placed around it. Most of the ancient books were related to music. Ren Yingying's attention was attracted by some scores, which showed that the owner's collection was truly extraordinary.

"Please take a seat, my two young friends."

Huang Zhonggong brought a zither for Zhao Rong, and his fingers slowly stroked the strings.

An old voice slowly sounded:

"Shun established the zither with five strings, King Wen added one more, and King Wu added another string when he defeated King Zhou, making it seven strings. If you want to use the essence of my seven-string invisible sword, you must play it with a seven-string zither."

Ren Yingying asked:

"It's just the sound of a zither, how can it hurt anyone?"

Huang Zhong said: "The sound of the zither itself cannot hurt the enemy. Its effectiveness lies in stimulating the enemy's internal strength and disrupting his moves. The stronger the opponent's internal strength, the more sensitive he will be to the sound of the zither."

The head of the manor stroked his beard and smiled: "Before practicing, you two should feel it first."

"We won't make any moves, we'll just feel the changes in our internal strength."

"Please give me some advice, senior."

Huang Zhonggong nodded slightly and sat down.

He glanced at Zhao Rong and knew that this young man was one of the best masters in the world. He then glanced at Ren Yingying and knew that this girl was also a master.

But
Once he sat in front of the lyre, he still had the confidence to face the two of them.

The head of the manor sat in front of the zither and plucked the first note, followed by three consecutive notes, and then another rapid sound!

The sound of the piano entered their ears. Zhao Rong and Ren Yingying both showed strange expressions. They felt their minds slightly disturbed, and their internal energy suddenly jumped along with the sound of the piano.

This is the inner force resonating with the sound of the piano!

If the sound of the zither is gentle, the fluctuation of the inner force will be gentle. If the sound of the zither is rapid, the fluctuation will be rapid.

If you use any tactics at this time, you will definitely be affected by it.

When the music is soft, those who listen to the piano can only use gentle techniques to avoid the collision of qi and blood.

If Huang Zhong Gong made an emergency move at this moment, those who heard the music would be in danger immediately.

However, at this time the master of the manor did not make any move, but just stroked the seven strings of the zither.

The rhythm of the music was like a sword, blending with their true energy and surging within their bodies.

The more urgent the sound of Huang Zhong Gong's piano, the more the invisible sword raged in the body, and the true energy surged and stirred up turbid waves!
By the time he used the Six Dings Mountain-Splitting Divine Skill, Ren Yingying could no longer resist. She backed away while opening the door and retreated outside.

The head of the manor did not stop him, but just looked at the young man in the piano room.

At first, there were slight bulges in the meridians on his face, which was obviously the flow of true energy.

but
When the Six Dings opened the mountain, Zhao Rong did not move at all.

A cool feeling spread along the pendant across his chest, just like the healing effect in the past, instantly calming the restless true energy.

Huang Zhonggong was surprised to see that there was nothing unusual about him.

He plucked the strings six times, continuously increasing his internal strength, and finally all seven strings sounded at the same time, pushing his internal strength to its peak!

Zhao Rong circulated the Xisui Meridian, lowered the curtain and guarded the acupoints, and suppressed the resonance of true Qi again with that coolness.

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and the old man in front of the zither took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"What a powerful internal martial arts technique!"

Huang Zhonggong took a breath and said, "You are so calm that even Master Fang Zheng who practices Yijinjing can't be in front of me."

"The higher the inner strength of a person, the greater the impact of the invisible sword will be."

He took a breath, his face full of doubt, and spoke slowly:
"It is said that Zen Master Bodhidharma left behind a copy of the Xisui Jing in Shaolin. I have heard Master Fangzheng talk about the miraculous nature of that technique, but it has been lost since the Tang Dynasty. If Master Fangzheng had practiced this magical technique, he would have been able to achieve your level."

"awesome"

"This is the first time I have met a master with deep inner strength who was unmoved by my Six Ding Kaishan."

The head of the manor wiped his sweat again, bowed and expressed his admiration.

Zhao Rong's eyes were bright, and he was certain in his heart that this invisible sword was extremely magical.

It even gave him some fantastic ideas!
He bowed to Huang Zhonggong in return, and the door opened with a sound, and Ren Yingying walked in from outside.

She bowed to the head of the manor first, then asked Zhao Rong, "How did my cousin do it?"

Huang Zhonggong also cast a curious look.

Zhao Rong exhaled and made a gesture to end the exercise:

"The senior's invisible sword is extremely powerful. If I only use my inner strength to resist it, I will probably have to retreat outside."

"oh??"

Zhao Rong looked at the head of the manor: "The sound of the zither disturbs the mind, and then resonates with the true qi, making the true qi like a sword, wandering in the meridians."

"I concentrated my mind, eliminated the disturbance of the piano music, and used all my strength to mobilize my true energy, without having to do multiple things at once. This is how I avoided the Six Dings opening the mountain."

Ren Yingying suddenly realized something, and her eyes kept flashing:
"The invisible sword is invisible, but the sound of the zither is visible. Isn't it more difficult to avoid the sound of the zither?"

Zhao Rong responded in a gentle voice: "Isolate yourself from the heavens and the people, and keep your mind focused, so that you can be simple and natural, and transform the sound into the outside world."

"I see."

The head of the manor understood that the young man had been controlling his mind and had broken the essence of the source of the invisible sword, so the resonance of his true energy would be greatly reduced.

He smiled with relief:
"A strange man has his own strange ways, and I have gained some new insights."

Zhao Rong stepped forward and asked, "Senior, how did you transform your inner strength into the sound of the piano?"

The head of the manor did not hide his secrets: "Luck lies in the weapon, and everyone knows this. The weapon can carry the true energy, and the sound of the zither can naturally do so as well."

"But it requires a special method."

"There are high and low notes, each with its own rhythm. If the rhythm of the true qi matches it, the sound of the zither can circulate the qi."

As he spoke, he took out a meridian map with several major acupoints marked on it.

"My method of moving qi moves along the Ren meridian."

"Qi Hai, Shen Que, Shui Nian, Jiu Wei, Tan Zhong, Hua Gai, Tian Tu."

"The seven acupuncture points correspond to the seven strings of the zither. The heart and the hands are united, and the true energy flows through the seven acupuncture points along the Ren meridian. The fingertips pluck the strings of the zither, and the two rhythms are in harmony, fast or slow. When the seven acupuncture points resonate, it is the Six Dings opening the mountain!"

Seeing the two of them thinking, Huang Zhonggong did not interrupt them.

They must be extremely talented to have such skills at such a young age.

After the two men came to their senses, the head of the manor solemnly took out two thin books with the words "Seven-String Invisible Sword" written on them.

These include fingering rhythm, fast and slow power generation, and Qi resonance.
Understand the key points of what he said and practice according to this method, and you will be able to master the Seven-String Invisible Sword.

It seems simple, but it actually has a very high threshold.

Not to mention whether one can use the true Qi to flow through the seven acupoints and resonate with the sound of the strings, just mastering the rhythm of music is difficult for many people.

Ren Yingying practices piano very fast.

She got the music score given by Huang Zhonggong and was able to master the profound fingering and rhythm in it quickly.

However, she was unable to deflect the invisible sword.

Zhao Rong was not as good as her in learning the piano, but after learning the method of Qi resonance, he immediately sat cross-legged and let the Qi flow between his Ren and Du meridians, finally locking onto the seven acupoints mentioned by the master of the manor.

This was not a difficult task for Zhao Rong.

Because the light skill he practiced, "Ape Somersault Power", is the rotation of the seven meridians.

For those who have flexible brains and energy, they all have the same goal, except that the invisible sword is more complicated.

After a while
"Boom~!"

The head of the manor and Ren Yingying suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from beside them, and they turned to look at Zhao Rong.

His whole body trembled and two lines of blood spurted out of his nostrils.

Ren Yingying was distracted and wanted to laugh when she saw him looking so deflated.

"Cousin, are you possessed?"

She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Zhao Rong.

The head of the manor was a little proud, thinking that my unique skills were not so easy to practice.

He comforted:
"The sound of the zither is invisible. This music martial art requires gradual progress. You can't rush it."

"But the Qi circulation went wrong?"

Zhao Rong wiped the blood from his nose and shook his head slightly: "Not really."

"Based on the work of my predecessors, I tried to change the Qi flow path of the seven major acupoints."

The master's expression changed solemnly.

Ren Yingying asked: "Why do you want to change?"

Zhao Rong said: "I once met a senior swordsman who explained clearly the difference between active and passive moves."

"The Seven-String Invisible Sword is wonderful. Senior, you taught me the Qi-moving method for the seven points of the Ren Meridian. It's like I got a score. With the score, I can play the zither and the flute as well."

The master of the manor took a breath and paced back and forth in the piano room:
"Good insight, that makes sense! That makes sense!"

Ren Yingying had a high level of understanding of music theory, and immediately nodded and said, "I understand. You want the sound and breath to be in harmony, like a shadow following the body, and to move in any rhythm."

Zhao Rong's pupils dilated and he was awakened by her words.

The girl continued, "But if you mobilize your Qi like that, without any music to follow, it's like playing the lute at random. This is probably a hundred times more difficult than the Seven-String Invisible Sword used by the senior."

"Sword moves are free-flowing, but music has a tune."

Before she could finish her next words, she suddenly saw Zhao Rong take out the short flute outside the piano room.

What to do
They stared at Zhao Rong and listened to him playing the tune "Spring Dawn on Snowy Mountains".

The sound of the flute gradually rises
Suddenly, they looked at a corner of the curtain in the piano room!
There was no wind in the room, and no one touched it, but the curtain suddenly swayed.

Just as I was wondering if I was seeing things, the curtain moved again.

After a while, the true energy in their bodies also changed, which was stimulated by the sound of the flute.

Huang Zhonggong was very familiar with his seven-string invisible sword and could clearly feel the difference in rhythm.

His inner fear was written all over his face. As he stared at the young man, he finally understood one thing and lost interest in his origins.

With this kind of understanding, Huang Zhonggong is confident that he can teach a stunning master.

Who is so lucky?

"Senior, do you know what my cousin is going to do?"

Ren Yingying saw Zhao Rong put the flute down and close his eyes to meditate again, and she couldn't suppress her curiosity.

The sound of the flute he modified himself was obviously not as good as the master's piano skills.

Isn't this unnecessary?

Huang Zhonggong looked at the curtain and felt something in his heart: "He is not trying to create some flute skills, but to turn the invisible into the visible."

He took a long breath and said, "People who use swords all have this obsession."

When he said this, the head of the manor thought of his fourth brother's intimidating sword energy, and immediately shook his head and chuckled: "This is very difficult."

Zhao Rong sat cross-legged until dark, but still gained nothing.

When the banquet started in the evening, several owners of the manor laughed when they saw that he was absent-minded.

Being obsessed with martial arts is also a kind of obsession.

They let Zhao Rong return to the courtyard early, and Zhao Rong spent the next few days like this.

Until the fifth night.
Zhao Rong, who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, shuddered all over. Not only was his nose bleeding, but even his eyes were bleeding.

"Hey."

Ren Yingying handed him the towel again and said, "Are you crazy? If you keep practicing, you will kill yourself in no time."

She has said this many times.

But Zhao Rong just smiled every time and didn't explain.

really
Ren Yingying saw the young man smile again, but this time his eyes were bloodshot and his smile seemed a little weird.

The next second, he suddenly drew his sword!
The sword light flashed in the courtyard, it was the ink-splashing and hemp-covered sword technique derived from the phantom sword.

Dan Qingsheng's freehand sword energy was pushed to the extreme by Zhao Rong.

Wisps of cold air were stirred from his chest, and the insights he had accumulated over the past few days surged down like a dam bursting!

The master's internal strength is rhythmic and in tune with the melody, using the sound of the zither as a carrier.

The sound of the zither is invisible, and Danqingsheng's freehand sword energy is only a strong wind, which is also invisible.

The internal force can carry the sound of the piano, and can also carry the sword energy!
The true energy rushed through the Ren and Du meridians, and the seven acupoints played at the same time. The true energy was like a string. Zhao Rong seemed to have played the Six Ding Kaishan in his body, which made his body shake again!
next moment.
Something happened that surprised the girls in the courtyard.
Zhao Rong leapt to the edge of the pavilion and swung out with a sword!
She saw a freehand sword energy similar to that of Dan Qingsheng.

but!

Zhao Rong's sword energy is not a halo, but a horizontal slash like a sword!

I thought the strong wind could only extinguish the candle on the candlestick.

Unthinkable
After he swung his sword, the three-inch invisible sword energy in front of him touched the candle, and with a hissing sound, the candle broke into two pieces in front of her eyes!

The invisible becomes tangible.
This. This is really sword energy!
Even though the power of this sword was not as strong as her casual slash, it still made her heart waver and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

She heard a panting sound next to her ear and looked up to see the boy's chest heaving, his face full of smiles.

Then I heard an excited and teasing voice: "Cousin, did I scare you?"

"Who can be scared by a mere three inches?"

The girl was too lazy to see him being proud, so she pointed at the candle and said, "The cut surface is not smooth enough, at most it will cut through the skin of an ordinary horizontal training master. What's the point of wasting so much effort?"

“The invisible becomes visible, this is a process from nothing to something.”

Zhao Rong stopped talking halfway, smiled and did not continue the topic.

He turned his head and looked into the depths of Plum Manor, sighing quietly:
"I have to say goodbye to the four owners."

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