Miss Zhili's small building is obviously more exquisite than the previous two buildings, and the decorations on the window edges and door headers are very careful.
Gou Chenshu and Qiao Bin came downstairs. There were quite a few people waiting. After all, these few people had some status and status. The young monks automatically made way for them to come forward.
Qiao Bin noticed something strange in the eyes of these people, and felt strange in his heart. He had already walked to the front. There was a distance of twenty feet between them and the small building, and there were four people standing in the middle.
The one standing on the far right among the four looked back at them and then turned his head back again, with obvious contempt in his tone: "Gou Chenshu, you are not good enough, go back and call Gou Chenyi."
Gou Chenshu was embarrassed for a while, really annoyed but did not dare to refute.
The four people standing in front of them are all the direct sons of famous Huzhou aristocratic families. Their family backgrounds are only weaker than those of the three aristocratic families of One Lake, Two Sects.
The Gou Chenyi they talked about was the seventh son of the head of the Gou Chen family, far beyond what Gou Chen Shu could compare to.
As for the cultivation of these people, the lowest one is in the middle stage of knowing fate, and the strongest one is already in the late stage of knowing fate.
Gou Chenshu was angry but did not dare to step forward, because he knew that he was "higher" than Qiao Bin, but "lower" than these people. If Qiao Bin offended him, he would teach him a lesson without hesitation.
In the fights between the children of aristocratic families, the elders of the family will not intervene. If they are beaten and suffer a loss, they can only find a way to get back the situation. Basically, if they are not as strong as others, the fight will be in vain.
And these people did the same to him. If he dared to step forward and stand with the four of them, he would definitely be beaten severely.
Qiao Bin looked at Gou Chenshu and thought to himself that the cycle of heaven and earth was cyclical. But he had nothing to be happy about. He was "out of reach" of these four people. They still talked to Gou Chenshu, but Qiao Bin didn't see them at all.
Home.
Brother Bai was on the side to smooth things over and asked, "What is Miss Zhili's topic this time? It's not easy to come up with."
"Let's take a look too." Gou Chenshu borrowed the donkey down the slope.
Everyone was very surprised when they saw it. No wonder even these four people were blocked here. The title of the third floor was to play the song "Jinghong Chapter" with flying swords.
"Jinghong Pian" is an ancient piece of music, played with chimes, with dense syllables, extremely fast tempo, and ever-changing changes. However, the set of chimes prepared by Miss Zhili is made of special gold foil and is extremely fragile.
Not to mention the timbre of such a chime, if you use a flying sword to hit this kind of chime that seems to break at a touch, and you have to play the "Jinghong Pian" with an extremely fast rhythm, many syllables, and complex changes, you will easily break the bell if you are not careful.
Punctured.
This difficulty is far more difficult than that of Zhiling Girl, and I am afraid it requires the control of Mingjing Realm to achieve it.
Four talented people from aristocratic families have been standing here for a long time. They originally wanted to compete with each other through Miss Zhili's question, but after standing up, they were embarrassed to find that none of them could do it.
The person with the highest level of cultivation, who was in the late stage of Zhiming Realm, finally spoke up and said: "Miss Zhili is very creative, but this question is a bit off-topic. I'm afraid no one among the younger generation can solve it."
"It is absolutely true that if you don't have the realm of clear vision, you don't need to try it at all. Even in the early stage of the ordinary realm of clear vision, it is extremely difficult. If you are not careful, you will fall short."
When one person spoke, the other three agreed, trying their best to save face: It's not that we can't do it, it's that no one can do it.
Qiao Bin didn't know why, but he subconsciously looked back and saw Song Zhenglai. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little regretful.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, there was a gust of wind, and someone strode over. Just like before, he easily pushed aside the four people with his own momentum, and came to a set of chimes. Then he took action with his flying sword. In order not to be exposed, Song Zheng
Take the Drunken Dragon out of the Dragon Shadow Cup in advance.
The tinkling music sounded, and then it became one, and when it was dense it was like a heavy rain, and the song "Jinghong Pian" was played accurately.
Although there is nothing worthy of praise in terms of music, after the performance was actually completed, the chimes made of gold foil were still intact.
The moment the music started playing, the surroundings were completely silent.
When Song Zheng was halfway through his performance, the four talented people from aristocratic families had quietly retreated with stiff and gloomy faces, disappearing into the crowd and not appearing again.
It turned out that someone could really do it, making the four of them want to have an attack but couldn't. They left the show early to avoid further embarrassment.
After Qiao Bin was stunned for a moment, he complained grumblingly: "Why is it still you?"
Brother Bai and the others around him nodded in agreement.
Song Zheng collected the flying sword, but Miss Zhili upstairs was a little dissatisfied. She stood up in front of the window and said: "The whole article is full of craftsmanship and has no spirituality. But the test is finally completed, please go upstairs...
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Song Zheng had already rushed up. When he saw the bottle of climbing wine, he smiled and drank it all in one gulp. He thought about it: "The further back you go, the better it tastes."
Miss Zhili became more and more dissatisfied. This man was impatient, not calm enough, and lacked magnanimity. Before she could finish her words, he rushed up to her in a hurry. He was really not a good match.
Song Zheng just glanced at her, and there was a roar in Miss Zhili's mind. Suddenly, she felt that her surroundings were blank, and she completely forgot who I was and where I was.
But Song Zheng had already gone downstairs: "I am not a good match for the girl."
Miss Zhili slowly came back to her senses, but because of the feeling that her soul had been struck by thunder, some indescribable feelings began to spread in her heart.
She was slightly fascinated, looking at the empty stairs where Song Zheng left, and said faintly: "If you don't try, how will you know if it's a good match? Alas..."
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After breaking into three small buildings in a row, Song Zheng was already sure that his previous judgment was correct, but he looked at the remaining four buildings and licked his lips.
There is good wine.
When he was in Huangtaibao, he was not so obsessed with fine wine, but now he was a little addicted to it. And looking around, the man behind the Yanmen Inn seemed to be still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. He smiled secretly and went to the third place.
Four small buildings and left.
Qiao Bin was cautious this time and did not rush to follow the others to the fourth small building. He waited downstairs from Miss Zhili, and sure enough, he saw Song Zheng coming downstairs soon.
He almost scolded his mother: What are you going to do? What a waste of natural resources, three juicy cabbages are wasted like this. Are you going to squeeze all the other people to death? You just don't allow others to embrace the beauty, right?
When he saw Song Zheng going straight to the informed girl on the fourth floor, he slapped his forehead in anger: "Why is it always you?"
He didn't even have to go and look, he just waited from a distance. Sure enough, after a while, he heard an exclamation from the other side, followed by familiar footsteps, as Song Zheng went upstairs.
"Alas" Qiao Bin sighed. For himself and for everyone present, he met a madman today. The key is a talented madman. This is very tragic.
The seven small buildings became more and more difficult the further back they went, but Song Zheng swept them through, drank seven glasses of "climbing the building wine", and said seven sentences, "I am not a good match for a girl."
Zhao Xiao followed behind and took a look. At first, she felt a little relieved. Later, for some reason, she began to sympathize with these girls. She felt that the scholars had the feeling of "beginning with chaos and eventually abandoning".
When Song Zheng came out of the seventh small building, he finally saw the person he wanted to see.
The middle-aged female cultivator who had just reminded him to "send a representative" was standing outside the building with an older woman waiting for him. When she saw him coming out, the woman looked confused and asked, "What do you want to do? Tease?"
Am I falling into the flower gate?"
Song Zheng smiled secretly, no longer pretending to be as stable as a mountain?
He stood calmly, with two peak ancestors and more than 20 Longyi Guards behind him, with strong troops and horses and impressive momentum. He smiled coldly and said: "Where is the master of the Luohua Gate?"
The woman also sneered and said: "If you want to meet the sect master, you have to see if you have the qualifications!"
Song Zheng asked calmly: "Do you really want to do this?"
The woman proudly said: "I, Luohuamen, don't dare say that my hands and eyes are all-powerful in Jiangnan, but I still have some influence. It cannot be frightened by just two ancestors. If you want to control me, Luohuamen, you can't do it."
Song Zheng nodded and ordered: "Li Sanyan, send a letter to the court. Long Yiwei discovered the remnants of the Demon God Way outside the city of Huzhou! The Demon God Way Tianmei Sect borrowed corpses to resurrect their souls, now known as Luohuamen, and charmed the world with their disciples in Huzhou, plotting to rebel.
, is so ambitious that it should be destroyed!"
The woman's face changed drastically, she pointed at Song Zheng and her voice trembled: "You, you, you are Song Zheng!"
Song Zheng nodded and asked, "Am I qualified to meet the master of the Luohua Clan?"
The woman bowed down obediently in fear: "I am blind, please forgive me."
Li Sanyan shouted from behind: "Ignorant old man, why don't you go and ask the master of the Luohua Sect to come over and meet my lord!"
"Yes, I obey."
She gave an order to the middle-aged female cultivator: "Master Song, please go to the Baihua Pavilion to rest, and serve... Baihua Wine. I will go see the master immediately. Before the master arrives, I must satisfy Master Song."
"As commanded."
There was also a hint of fear in the middle-aged female cultivator's voice. It was actually the Demon Lord Song who was currently in full force in the five states south of the Yangtze River!
He went to Xizhou and ransacked the Ouye family and the Wu family in Linzhuqiu and exterminated them! Now he suddenly came to Yanmen Inn and revealed everyone's true identity in one sentence. His eyes were like eagles and seemed to be able to see everything. How?
It looks like a disaster is coming.
She bowed and said, "Sir, please come with me."
Behind the seven small buildings, there is another more exquisite small building. When Song Zheng walked in, more than a dozen maids were already waiting inside. Fruit snacks were ready, and eight exquisite jade altars were placed on the table.
, I guess it is the Baihua Zhenjiao that the woman just ordered.
The middle-aged female nun invited him to take the main seat, and then ordered the people behind her: "Go and call the seven people from Zhili over, drink with you and wait."
The Tianmei Sect wanted to get rid of the identity of the Demon God, so it appeared as the Luohuamen. But when a real disaster came, her first reaction to save herself was still the Yisexiren left by her ancestors.
Song Zheng waved his hand: "No need."
Chapter completed!