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Chapter 357 Water Pavilion

After hearing what Duan Zhengchun said, Su Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Su, why are you sighing?" Duan Zhengchun asked.

Su Yang shook his head: "We are in the same boat." His tempers were no better than those of Duan Zhengchun's, and it really caused a big headache.

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said: "Young Master Su is a young hero, so it is natural for him to have a few confidants."

"Young people are romantic and old, but they will always be in debt." Su Yang sighed.

Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt like he had a close friend and said: "It's a debt, it's indeed a debt. I've ruined my life. Alas, this isn't the end of it."

Su Yang raised his head and said, "On the hour?"

Duan Zhengchun poured wine and raised his glass: "Done!"

...

An order was sent from Prince Zhan Shi that the Prince was discussing military and state affairs in the back hall, and no one was allowed to enter and disturb them.

In the back hall of the palace, Duan Zhengchun's face was red from drinking. He slammed the table and said: "You Central Plains people, even a wealthy businessman can marry seven or eight wives. I am a prince and only have one princess so far. I don't count."

What kind of debauchery?"

"Second Master, I tell you that you can't calculate like this." Su Yang sat upright on a chair and waved his hands: "Have you ever thought about what they think? If you can marry seven or eight wives, then they will have to marry seven or eight men.

, can you bear it?"

Duan Zhengchun said angrily: "Dare you!"

"Isn't that right!" Su Yang burped and said, "That's the problem. Women are dedicated to love, while men are long-lasting. When a woman loves you, it's hard to fall in love with someone else. When she falls in love with someone else, it's hard to fall in love with someone else."

After that, I will definitely not think about you again. But for men, it's just the opposite. Even if you have ten or eight, your heart will still flutter when you think about it again."

Duan Zhengchun rolled his eyes: "It seems so, what should I do? They all seem to love me."

"I also want to ask what to do! Who can tell me what to do! There is no solution." Su Yang said helplessly: "No woman will tell you that as long as you have me in your heart, I don't care how many women you have?"

Duan Zhengchun rolled his eyes at him and said, "That's my cousin."

"I do have a trick, but it's a bit risky." Su Yang said.

"What? How dangerous?" Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up.

"If you don't do it, you will be useless." Su Yang said: "And I can only promise to let them all come to Dali. As for the rest, it depends on your own ability."

Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up: "Tell me and listen."

.......

In the following time, Su Yang and Duan Zhengchun visited his group of Yin Yanyan one by one. Duan Zhengchun didn't say anything. Everyone stayed there for two or three days and then left.

The last stop was Taihu Lake. Su Yang brought Duan Zhengchun's head as promised, but the body came with the head. Mrs. Wang could only let Su Yang go and return Shi Shui Pavilion as promised.

In the next half month, there were rumors in the world that Duan Zhengchun, the southern king of Dali Town, had lost all his martial arts and was suffering from a serious illness and would not live for more than six months.

It is true that all his martial arts skills were lost. Even Su Yang did not expect that Duan Zhengchun actually agreed to drain his life's martial arts and become a useless person. As for the serious illness, it was pure nonsense. But a master of martial arts suddenly turned into a useless person.

It is no different from a serious disease.

Su Yang didn't know yet whether it would be effective. Anyway, according to the servants of the Wang family, Mrs. Wang had already rushed to Dali. In the past, when Duan Zhengchun was strong, these women would avoid seeing each other. Now Duan Zhengchun left and memorized the words.

Maybe it can inspire their motherly nature, but whether he can keep them or not depends on Duan Zhengchun's own acting skills and methods.

Su Yang is currently in the Huanshi Water Pavilion. The location of the Huanshi Water Pavilion is extremely hidden. It is actually built under a small island. It is somewhat similar to the Wuliang Mountain cave. It is an underwater cave. There is an underwater cave in the water pavilion.

There are rows of stone walls, which appear to be naturally formed. There are depressions on the stone walls, and there are secret books of various martial arts schools on them. There are fist-sized luminous pearls on all sides of the water pavilion, which illuminate the cave as bright as day.

I tried it, but was very disappointed. These stone walls are not martial arts jade. However, I still gained a lot from this trip. The water pavilion contains most of the martial arts secrets in the world. Although most of them are not as good as Su Yang's own martial arts, the martial arts has reached Su Yang's level.

At this point, I no longer adhere to simple moves and mental techniques. It is said that stones from other mountains can attack jade. What I care more about is the essence of different martial arts schools. Although the power is not good, I may not have an enlightening effect.

There are no years in the mountains, and the passing light knows no years. Su Yang was reading in the Huanshi Water Pavilion. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. There were thousands of martial arts secret books of various schools in the water pavilion, each with as few as three to five pages, and as many as

Su Yang read almost all of the dozens or hundreds of pages without asking for a clear explanation. He only felt that the world he saw in his mind was broader, and the evolution of martial arts over the millennium was all in his eyes.

When I opened the door and left the pavilion, I felt an unprecedented sense of enlightenment in my heart. I was about to break out of my cocoon and enter a new realm that no one had ever reached in the past. But it seemed that something was missing, a thin film.

Just a little bit missing.

Aju Abi came to report that Mr. Congbian of Leigushan invited the heroic young people from all over the world to go to Leigushan to play chess.

The so-called chess game is actually to pass on the Taoist tradition of the Xiaoyao sect and Wuyazi's internal strength. Su Yang will naturally not miss such a good thing, so he packs up and leaves.

Before leaving, Abi rowed an oar to see her off. In the clear water of Taihu Lake under the green lotus blue sky, the little girl dressed in Tsing Yi stood pretty on the stern of the boat, like a little fairy among the stars.

Su Yang was lying on the boat and suddenly asked with a smile: "Abi, do you like your young master?"

Abi did not answer, but suddenly sang a song, with a melodious voice and soft words. It was a water town ditty. Su Yang couldn't understand what he heard. He could only vaguely hear it as a girl's admiration for a heroic boy. Then

Looking back at Abi, her eyes were flawless, as clear as water, and her expression was slightly smiling, but extremely calm.

Su Yang didn't ask any more questions and quietly looked at the lake and mountains and listened to her singing.

Not long after, the boat arrived at the shore. Su Yang jumped on board. Abi smiled slightly on the boat and said: "If you meet my young master in the rivers and lakes, please take care of the Buddha."

"Your young master..." Su Yang looked at Abi and nodded: "That's all, I understand."

...

Heading southeast, there was nothing to say all the way.

We walked for seven or eight days. On the ninth day, we came to the foot of a strange mountain, which is Leigu Mountain. As we walked up the mountain road, the terrain became higher and higher. After walking for more than half an hour, we arrived at a place where we saw dense bamboo shade.

, the scenery is quiet, and a pavilion is built with giant bamboo next to the mountain stream. It is elegantly constructed and shows great ingenuity. The bamboo is the pavilion. The pavilion is bamboo. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a bamboo forest or a pavilion.

There were already many people in the bamboo pavilion, seemingly waiting for something. Su Yang looked around and saw two acquaintances among them, none other than Bao BuTong and Feng BoEi.

Bao BuTong followed behind a young master, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, a long sword hanging on his waist, and gorgeous clothes. He was probably Murong Fu.

Another group of people stood opposite Murong Fu and the three others. They looked like a music group. They were playing music and lighting up lights. Among them was an old man with a bright head and gray beard. He had an extraordinary bearing. Standing in the bamboo forest, his fluttering clothes were fluttering in the wind.

, really like a person among the gods.

Presumably this person is Ding Chunqiu. On Ding Chunqiu's side, there are several monks. One of them has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his appearance is quite ugly. He looks stupid at first glance. At that time, Xu Zhu and Shaolin Temple Yamato

There is no doubt that Shang Xuan is difficult.

In addition, there were eight people who were dressed strangely. Some were wearing costumes, like actors, and some were wearing moth crowns and belts, looking like ancient Confucian students. All in all, they were neither fish nor fowl, but all of them looked depressed and had suffered a lot.

Injury, eight of Su Xinghe's disciples, Hangu Bayou, were captured by Ding Chunqiu.

Not long after, two young men wearing peasant clothes came down from the mountain. They walked up to Ding Chunqiu, bowed and presented a letter.

Ding Chunqiu opened it and took a look, and sneered: "Very good, very good. You haven't given up yet. If you want to fight for life or death again, you should accompany me."

The young man took out a firecracker from his arms, lit it on fire. With a bang, the firecrackers flew up into the sky. Soon a group of people came down the mountain road, all dressed as farmers, each carrying a bamboo stick in their hands. Every two bamboo sticks

There is a rope net between the bars for people to ride on. At this time of crisis, the eight friends of Hangu and others sat on the rope net one by one. The young men, two carrying one, ran towards the mountain with a quick step like flying.

Ding Chunqiu did not sit in a soft sedan, but took the lead with his big sleeves fluttering. He was not running in a hurry, but he seemed to be floating in the wind on this steep mountain road. He didn't even touch the ground, and he was submerged in the bamboo forest in front of him in an instant.

among.

There were not many sedan chairs, so the remaining members of the Xingxiu Sect could only walk all the way up the mountain. Murong Fu and others probably kept their identities and were unwilling to be carried, so they followed closely behind. Bao BuTong saw Su Yang from a distance and shouted:

: "Young master Su, you are here too. Is your martial arts on Xiake Island comparable to that of Xingxiu Hai?"

After hearing this, Murong Fu immediately looked at Su Yang, looked Su Yang up and down, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "My lord, Mr. Su Murong Fu. In recent years, Mr. Su from Xia Ke Dao has become very famous in the world. Today I get to meet Gao Xian."

, it is truly a blessing.”

"Same luck." Su Yang didn't want to talk to this person, so he answered Bao BuTong, "This old man's Qinggong is really amazing, I admire him!"

He praised him, and the disciples of the Xingxiu group immediately praised him, saying that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts was unparalleled in the world, and that all the martial arts masters from ancient times, such as Patriarch Bodhidharma, were also greatly inferior. The flattery was so fierce that everyone

Unheard of.

Bao Tongtong said: "Brothers, the Kung Fu of the Xingxiu Sect is truly unprecedented and unprecedented. But the most powerful are three items."

All the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were overjoyed and asked: "What three items are they?"

Bao Tongtong said: "The first one is the flattering skill. If you don't practice this skill well, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive for a day and a half in your noble sect. The second one is the False Snail Kung. If you don't master your sect's martial arts,

If you brag about your virtues, not only will your master look down on you, but you will also be greatly ostracized among your peers and unable to gain a foothold. As for the third skill, it is the shameless skill. How can you practice it if you don't obliterate your conscience and become shameless?

The two great powers of becoming a flatterer and a snail."

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect nodded silently one by one. One person said: "Brother, I am very smart, and I know a lot about the wonderful skills of our sect. But the three magical skills of flattery, Faluo, and shamelessness are also

It is difficult to practice. Ordinary people are deeply tainted with worldly views and always feel that some things are good and some things are bad. As long as there are such boring thoughts of good and evil and the distinction between right and wrong in the heart, we must practice

Being shameless means getting twice the result with half the effort, and often falls short at the critical moment.”

Bao BuTong never expected that these people would behave so calmly. He couldn't help being surprised and said with a smile: "The magical skills of your sect are so profound that we need to ask an immortal to enlighten you." (To be continued...)

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