Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 300 Lord Song Que

"You boy, do you rarely experience life-and-death battles?"

Song Que's words rang in Huang Lin's ears like a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the experiences of several worlds flashed in my mind.

From practicing martial arts till now, apart from his tossing, he seems to have only been injured during the Huashan Grand Competition.

The battle of life and death seems to be only when I met Nie Kuang for the first time.

Is it
"choke~"

Thinking of this, Huang Lin put his sword back into its sheath, cupped his fists with his sword, bowed and asked:

"I also ask Lord Song for advice. I have been unable to condense the true meaning of martial arts. Is this the reason?"

"There is something to do with Lord Song, nothing to do, Your Excellency, you kid!"

Song Que squinted at him.

Huang Lin touched his nose in embarrassment, and said embarrassingly:

"I don't like talking when I'm fighting, and it's the first time I've tried verbal confrontation before the sparring. If there's something impolite, I hope the Lord Haihan will."

As God testifies, he really didn't think that much before he started the fight just now, he just thought he should be stronger.

Song Que smiled gently when he heard the words, and said:
"If you are fighting someone who is not as strong as you, it doesn't matter whether you use this method or not, but when the two sides are evenly matched, or if you want to defeat the strong with the weak, it is necessary to use words to seek the upper hand."

"Let's go, let's chat in another place!"

After speaking, he moved forward without waiting for Huang Lin to answer.

Seeing this, Huang Lin couldn't ask further questions, so he had to temporarily put aside his doubts.

Along the way, Song Que seemed to have a good conversation, and asked Huang Lin a lot of questions, especially the two martial arts "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" and "Ling Bo Wei Bu".

Songjia Mountain City is composed of hundreds of large and small courtyards. These courtyards are each in a system, but they are closely connected with each other. The Song Family Ancestral Hall, which enshrines the ancestors of the past generations, is the center.

Each courtyard is divided into the main courtyard and the partial courtyard, and the partition structure is all well-selected materials and exquisite workmanship.

Huang Lin was half a step behind Song Que, and behind him was the group of four in the corner, all the way to the Mingyue Tower adjacent to the Sharpening Hall.

Mingyue Building is said to be a building, but it is actually a courtyard, just like the Sharpening Hall just now, only the name is different.

Stepping into the garden, an old man with white hair was pruning flowers and plants. He glanced sideways at a few people and then continued to work as if he hadn't noticed.

Seeing Huang Lin's strange expression, Song Que explained with a smile, and said:
"This is Uncle Fang, the only person in the mountain city who is not afraid of me."

Huang Lin believed what he said. When they were in the Sharpening Hall just now, even Song Zhi and Song Lu looked like quails. This shows the majesty of Song Que in the clan.

Mostly, it is from admiration to respect, and from respect to terror.

Through the promenade with sparse flowers and trees on both sides, there is a stone bridge across the pond, surrounded by thick trees. At the other end of the stone bridge is a five-room two-story wooden building. 】Three gilded characters.

The wooden doors and windows are decorated with hollow carvings, bucket arches and cornices, stone carvings and brick carvings, all of which are splendid.

The hall of Mingyue Tower is not smaller than that of the Sharpening Hall, when several people entered, several young warriors from the Song family were boiling tea soup for them.

"sit!"

Song lost some of the host and guest seats, and then took the first seat without hesitation.

After Huang Lin took his seat, Song Zhi, Song Lu and Ssangyong took their seats in turn.

Seeing the simmering tea soup on the table, Huang Lin was the first to speak:
"Master Song, why don't you try the fried tea brought by Huang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ziling, who was sitting next to him, took off the burden on his shoulders and started digging inside.

"Fried tea? What is fried tea?"

Song Que didn't stop serving the tea, he blew on the seasoning floating in the tea soup before turning his head to ask questions.

Huang Lin smiled, raised his left hand, and Xu Ziling presented a small celadon altar.

"Fried tea is a method of making tea. This method retains the original characteristic aroma and taste of tea, and is easy to store. Please ask the boss to send someone to fetch some boiling water."

Song Que turned his head slightly, and Song Lu immediately got up and left.

There is no complete set of tea sets here, and it is inconvenient for Huang Lin to take it out of the storage space, so he can only brew it in the simplest way.

When Song Lu came back from fetching water, Huang Lin scalded the six tea cups, grabbed some tea leaves from the celadon jar and threw them into the cups.

When the boiling water was full, Huang Lin stroked it with his big hand, and the six teacups slid from the table to the crowd, without leaking a single drop of tea.

"what?"

Smelling the faint fragrance and seeing the bright green tea soup in the white porcelain tea cup, Song Que couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Huang Lin smiled, picked up the teacup in front of him, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, took a sip, and then shook his head.

Sure enough, the taste of this simple brewed tea is still too bad.

"You boy, the old man is still afraid that you will not succeed in poisoning?"

Song Que scolded with a smile, saying that's what he said, but his silent explanation to Huang Lin was quite useful in his heart.

Huang Lin held the teacup and said with a smile:

"No, I'm just thirsty."

How could Song Que believe his nonsense, picked up the crystal clear tea in front of him, took a sip following Huang Lin's movements, and his eyes lit up immediately.

It is completely different from the tea soup that I drink in ordinary times. This tea tastes a little bit bitter in the mouth, but the sweetness returns afterward. It is really amazing!
"This tea soup does have a different taste. You just shook your head as if dissatisfied?"

Song Que had seen the disappointment in Huang Lin's eyes just now, but he didn't know much about the tea, so he decided to ask. After tasting it, he felt that the tea soup was quite good, and he couldn't help being curious.

"The boss doesn't know that this tea is the best in the world, and the stock is very small. If the tea set is complete, the effect of this tea will not be wasted. Now it is so simple to brew, it is really a waste of money."

Huang Lin smiled, what he said was true, this altar of tea was only three cans of the royal collection that Zhu Jianshen sent when "Smiling Proud World" ascended.

Although he doesn't like tea, he drank one can over the years, and now he only has two cans in storage.

This is the tea cake that he has been drinking from Song Zhezong and Zhao Xu all the time, otherwise these cans of green tea would have been gone long ago.

"Oh? I want to see it when I have time, and see what is the method that makes this tea soup called a waste of nature."

Song Que didn't quite believe what Huang Lin said, so he took another sip of the tea. He thought it was good after tasting it for the first time, but now he drank it more and more.

"Haha, the tea set is simple, I'll let the boss know it later."

Huang Lin laughed, took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Song Que, and continued:
"Huang Lin has come here to discuss important matters. This is Lu Miaozi's own handwriting. The boss will know it at a glance."

At this time, there were only six of them in Mingyue Hall, so Huang Lin didn't hide too much.

"Lu Miaozi? The world's most skilled craftsman?"

Song Que accepted the letter in doubt. In his impression, Lu Miaozi had passed away for more than [-] years and had no relationship with him before. How could he leave a letter for him?
Seeing that Huang Lin was tasting tea by himself without any explanation, he opened the letter and looked through it.

For a while, there was no sound in the hall, except for a few people drinking tea.

"I didn't expect that Lu Miaozi was still alive. He should be more than 80 years old, right? Take a look too."

After reading the letter, Song Que didn't say anything else. He just expressed his emotions and handed the letter to Song Zhi.

The contents of the letter involved quite a lot, although he could decide with one word, but he also wanted to hear what Song Zhi and Song Lu wanted first.

After handing out the letter, his eyelids were slightly closed, and there was no expression on his face, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

After reading the letter hastily, Song Zhi's eyes were full of brilliance. He had been in contact with Huang Lin for a while, and he knew a little about him. He agreed with the "rebellion" mentioned in the letter.

Most importantly, he is the main fighting faction among the Song Clan!Dang even turned around and said:
"Brother, Zhi thinks this is feasible! But"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Que raising his hand, and nodded to Song Lu who was already looking forward to see through the last table.

Song Zhi smiled awkwardly and handed over the letter.

"I was in a hurry just now, forgot, forgot."

He was very close to Song Lu, and his conversation was much more casual than when he talked with Song Que.

Song Lu didn't care too much. After browsing it roughly, he passed the letter back to Song Que, and said:

"Patriarch, brother Huang, I don't know much about other Lu, so I can't say more, but I'm quite curious about this cooperation."

He is a brother of the Song Que clan, so he is usually addressed as clan brother and family head.

Song Que remained as still as a mountain. After hearing Song Lu's words, he raised his eyes and turned to look at Huang Lin. His eyes were as deep as a pool and peaceful.

"Sword Immortal, why don't you talk about the cooperation between us first? Song also wants to know how you and Lu Miaozi want to cooperate with Song Clan."

Huang Lin had seen Song Que's side as the leader of the four great powers.

It was Tiandao Song Que who I met in the Sharpening Hall before, and the other party also treated each other as a figure in the world.

So the verbal conversation is quite casual.

But at this time, the cooperation between the two parties was involved, and it was also related to major events. Song Que had already faced Huang Lin with the attitude of a hero.
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