Fairy Zixun, also known as Xia Zixun, the only woman among the five immortals, was obsessed with Bai Zi's paintings. According to Sheng Xiaomo, Xia Zixun had spent many days searching for silk, just because Bai Zi painted Aiqin, but later , after Bai Zihua inherited the Liuguang Qin, the artifact did not need to change the strings.
Sincerity fed the dog, so Xia Zixun got angry and threw all this to Sheng Xiaomo.
"Then I'm welcome!" Yang Wuyue just formed a set, including fire silk, golden silk, jade silk, spiritual silk, snow silk, ice silk and the rarest sky silk.
"Perfect!"
"It can't be perfect!" Sheng Xiaomo said angrily: "This book is prepared for refining musical instruments like musical instruments!"
Yang Wuyue smiled, then completed the sacrifice and adjusted the syllables.
"Ding Dong Zheng Zheng..." The sound of the piano sounds together, which means that the sea is tidal, the mountains are flowing, the waves are ups and downs, and the atmosphere is overwhelming.
"Good!" Confucian Master Sheng Xiao Mo praised: "What a good piano and good music! Give it a name!"
Yang Wuyue looked at the pale blue jade-colored Guqin in his hand and said with satisfaction: "Although it is an imitation of the Liuguang Qin, it can be regarded as original. Let's call it Shanhai Liuyin!"
"The sound of mountains and seas flowing! Not bad, good artistic conception!"
After leaving the Hall of Ecstasy, Yang Wuyue was about to go back to rest. Suddenly, Hua Qiangu stumbled in front of him, "What are you in a hurry for?"
"Brother Wuyue, are you back?" Hua Qiangu scratched his head: "Meng Xuanlang is leaving! I just found out just now, let's go see him off!"
"Yeah, that's fine, let's go and have a look!" Yang Wuyue nodded slightly, and the two of them went to see Meng Xuanlang off together.
Meng Xuanlang joined Changliu to study art without taking the examination. It was not because of his talent, but because of his status as the second prince of Shu. Although Changliu was an outsider, he could not ignore the ordinary world.
Time flies and things change. Meng Xuanlang has been practicing in Changliu for some time. His old father is suddenly critically ill. Meng Xuanlang asks Bai Zihua to resign. Bai Zihua understands that filial piety is the first principle and agrees to him. Going down the mountain to visit his father.
Meng Xuanlang was already willing to be ordinary friends with Hua Qiangu, but there was also Qingshui who was deeply in love. Qingshui took the opportunity to lean on Meng Xuanlang's shoulder to express his reluctance. Meng Xuanlang pushed Qingshui away as if he had seen a ghost, "I'm leaving first." !”
But Yang Wuyue always stood on the hillside.
"What are you thinking about?" Ni Mantian had already arrived at his side at some point.
"Happiness is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children. You should say: Thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains with dusk snow, only the shadow is going to who!" The thoughts in Yang Wuyue's heart are ties and obsessions. It's just that This young lady cannot understand it.
"Stop being sour! Why are you acting like a sour scholar!" Ni Mantian said angrily: "I'm here to ask you for something!"
"Please?" Yang Wuyue glanced at her: "Penglai Princess, do you still need to beg?"
"Humph!" Ni Mantian didn't know who he was angry with. "The Fairy Sword Tournament is about to begin. Whoever wins will be your disciple. You... think so?"
Yang Wuyue said calmly: "The three deities have allowed me to find a place to live and practice on the many floating islands above Changliu. After the Immortal Sword Conference, I will be the deacon and elder of Changliu!"
"Elder?" Ni Mantian said unconvinced: "Why are we disciples and you are the elder? The eleven brothers are still just disciples!"
"Just because I am already a real person in the fourth heaven." Yang Wuyue said calmly, "Ascendant to the ninth heaven, you are still obsessed with temporary success or failure, which makes no sense!"
"Fourth Heaven!" Ni Mantian said in disbelief: "How is this possible? My father is only in the Fifth Heaven!"
The normal leader of a sect is the fifth and sixth heavens. In the world of immortality, only top masters such as Wushangxian and Sha Qianmo are the ninth heaven.
Most of the disciples have not yet broken through the first level of heaven.
"You should focus on practicing!" Yang Wuyue said calmly: "Gu Gu's character doesn't like practicing, and I don't want to force her. But you clearly want to be strong, but you don't have to follow the right path. Your talent is not bad.
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Yang Wuyue returned to his side hall and opened the furnace to refine the weapon. This time he was refining a sword, a long sword made of thousands of years of cold jade. The jade quality was hazy and extremely sharp. After being integrated into the deep sea silver, it became completely
Transformed into a fairy sword of extremely high quality.
"Let me call you Tianhanjian!"
The Tianhan Sword's sword energy is pure cold, but it is not difficult to arouse the wind and clouds. While flying, it has arrived above the sea of clouds. With a sword across the sky, it has aroused the turbulent clouds in the distance. As the sea of clouds rolled, the energy
As the sword moves, the wind is moving, and the shrill sound of the wind is accompanied by the swirling clouds and mist.
The clouds seem to be ethereal, but in fact they are powerful and overbearing. They sweep over the sky and cover the earth, leaving people unable to resist. As the sun and the moon change, they turn into wind and cloud energy, and in the blink of an eye they are filled with phantoms.
"You're good at swordsmanship!" At this moment, a voice emerged from the void, with a hint of resentment in it. Yang Wuyue saw a woman emerging from the sea of clouds, and she looked elegant in palace attire.
, but the anger is a bit strong.
"Who are you?" Yang Wuyue asked knowingly: "Don't you know that it is very impolite to spy on others practicing martial arts?"
"peeping?"
Yang Wuyue said disdainfully: "So what if you haven't seen it yet!"
"Boy!" Xia Zixun was really annoyed: "Then let me see what the greatness of a long-term disciple is."
"Wow!" A palm struck, and there was a surging aura. Yang Wuyue smiled disdainfully. This is the disadvantage of the world of immortals. Even if it is an immortal way, it has not transcended the ordinary martial arts. If an immortal does not learn swordsmanship, he will be killed by a mortal.
You'll still die if you hit a vital point.
Yang Wuyue's figure swayed, and the cloud traces were phantoms, like ghosts and empty clouds. As he walked and changed in the sea of clouds, layers of cloud energy swept through him while waving his palms.
The palm technique is round and continuous, as smooth and unobstructed as water, leaving the opponent unable to counterattack. This is exactly the starting position of Paiyun Palm, where flowing water flows through the clouds.
After correcting seven palms in a row, Xia Zixun felt a hint of solemnity: "Okay, I'll help Bai Zihua teach you how to read palms!"
The Seven Kills Palm was full of evil power. Xia Zixun was born in the Seven Kills sect and betrayed the Seven Kills for Bai Zihua, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to win Bai Zihua's heart in the end. How could she be willing to accept someone who was destined but not destined for him?
"Changing the clouds and turning the rain!" Yang Wuyue was surrounded by clouds and mist, and he attacked the enemy with extremely fast palm techniques, as if turning the clouds and turning the rain. The powerful and overbearing palm power made Xia Zixun dare not take a direct hit.
The two used their palm skills against each other, but Xia Zixun didn't take advantage of it. It should be noted that her cultivation level was much higher than that of Yang Wuyue.
"With such a strong tone, this is all you have?" Yang Wuyue snorted coldly: "I have to be serious!"
"Overwhelming!" The sea of clouds rolled, like the waves of the sea, and the palm power was as fierce as the overwhelming force. Each palm was more fierce than the other, and each palm was more powerful than the other. In an instant, Yang Wuyue's momentum directly overwhelmed Xia Zixun.
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