Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1164
Fang Jianming nodded and said, "I know."

Han Ying once said: "Since you recognize it, you should know who it is. The princess wants me to play a song for you after I see you, to show her heart."

Fang Jianming made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Senior Han, please play, and this junior will listen carefully."

Han Yingzeng sat cross-legged, put the Jiaoweiqin on his knees, stroked the strings with both hands, and began to play.The sound of the zither ding-dong, as slow as a lover's whisper, is very pleasant, but there are three points of lovesickness, three points of sadness, three points of joy, and one point of helplessness.

Fang Jianming is well versed in rhythm, so he can hear the meaning of the piano.

The three points of lovesickness are Dongfang Tianjiao's longing for him, the three points of sorrow are Dongfang Tianjiao's blaming him for not going to the capital to see her, and the three points of joy are when this song is played, he met her. Fang Jianming's period is like facing a real person.That point of helplessness, but Dongfang Tianjiao had to take care of his sick master, so he couldn't come to him.

After playing a song, Fang Jianming's heart was surging when he heard it in the morning, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Suddenly Han Ying once said: "Mr. Han has an unfeeling request, I wonder if Sect Master Fang can agree?"

Fang Jianming hurriedly said: "Senior Han, please tell me."

Han Ying once said: "Ms. Han has studied the melody intensively all his life and has traveled all over the world, but it is rare to meet a confidant. He and Fang's head, the qin and flute in Mount Emei, sang in harmony, and immediately became a bosom friend. A peerless talent like Fang's head, Han can You can't ask for it, if you don't give up, Han wants to play another song with the head of Fang."

Fang Jian smiled brightly and said, "I can't ask for it."

Han Yingzeng was overjoyed when he heard that, suddenly turned his body halfway, turned his back to Fang Jianming, and remained motionless.

Knowing what he meant, Fang Jianming sat down slowly, with his back to Han Yingzeng, and took out the blue tide flute from his bosom.The mouthpiece of the tube was gently placed on the lips, but it didn't blow, but the eyes were deep, looking into the distance.

Seeing the great rivers and mountains, you can see them all in your eyes.The Erhai Lake is vast and rippling with blue waves, which seems to be able to wash away all the evil in the world.

After brewing a full cup of tea, the two of them played the qin and the flute, and the qin and flute played in harmony for nine days.

The artistic conception of the duo's ensemble this time is much higher than the last time. It's almost to the state where there is me in you and you in me.The slow place is like a long stream of water, endless; the galloping place is like a golden and iron horse, sonorous and powerful.Soon, the two had reached a state of ecstasy, which could never be higher.

Cloudless, today is a fine day.The sound of the piano and the flute are intertwined, as if they are going to break through the sky.

Suddenly, above a peak, a bright white cloud appeared. It heard the sound of the zither and the flute, and it seemed to be dancing.At this moment, it elongated its face and became blacker and blacker, just like a graceful woman wearing a black dress and letting her black hair hang loose.In an instant, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the water in Erhai Lake surged like a stormy sea.

Under such circumstances, the sound of the zither and flute was still clearly audible, and Fang Jianming and Han Yingzeng did not stop playing due to the sudden change in the weather.

At this time, Long Biyun and the others had already rushed out of the mountain gate of the Diancang School and looked up.

Meng De had heard about this phenomenon for a long time, and said with a smile: "Look, this is the husband-watching cloud in Diancang Mountain."

Zhu Qiyan asked curiously: "Brother Meng, what is Wangfuyun?"

Meng De said: "According to the legend of people in Dali City, this cloud is the incarnation of a princess in Nanzhao. This princess fell in love with a hunter in Diancang Mountain. Her father disagreed, so he invited a mage to kill the hunter. It was driven into the bottom of the sea and turned into a stone snail. The princess died of depression, and her soul turned into this white cloud, and the wind was born in anger, and she wanted to blow away the sea water to meet her lover, and she would not stop until she saw him."

Suddenly Ji Furong said: "Did you hear it? It seems to be Brother Fang's flute."

Long Yue smiled and said: "I heard it, not only the sound of the flute, but also the sound of the piano." His voice changed, and he said: "Oh, bad, they couldn't be fighting?"

Long Biyun smiled and said: "Yue'er, don't worry. They are not competing, they are composing an eternal song together."

After a while, the husband-watching cloud gradually dissipated, the strong wind turned smaller, and the waves of Erhai Lake gradually subsided.Finally, Wang Fuyun disappeared, and the wind stopped and the waves calmed down.At this moment, the sound of the flute and the piano stopped, and the ensemble ended.

On the snow peak, Han Yingzeng stood up slowly, turned around and saluted Fang Jianming, saying: "Master Fang's kung fu is superb, Mr. Han is amazed. Thank you Mr. Fang for healing Mr. Han."

Fang Jianming said: "Senior Han, you are welcome."

It turned out that Han Yingzeng's internal injury hadn't healed yet. After playing with Fang Jianming, Fang Jianming discovered it and healed him with the sound of flute.Han Yingzeng said his thanks to Fang Jianming.

Han Ying thought of something, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

Fang Jianming asked in surprise, "Why did Senior Han sigh?"

Han Ying once stared at the sky in ecstasy, and after a while, he said slowly: "The general trend of martial arts cannot be reversed by manpower. We will meet each other someday, and we don't know whether we are friends or enemies. We can no longer play this song so happily .This song should be a swan song, there must be one, and there must be two.”

Fang Jianming was startled, and opened his mouth to ask, but Han Yingzeng put the Jiaoweiqin into the piano case, carried it on his back, raised his head to the sky and let out three wild laughs, with a vertical thrust of his body, surpassed the angry arrow, and threw it down the peak, in the blink of an eye, Only one black dot remains.

Fang Jianming stood on the spot and pondered for a while, then performed lightness kung fu and swept towards Xuefeng.When they got outside the mountain gate, they saw a large group of people, and they couldn't help but raised their voices and asked, "What happened?"

Bai Yiyi smiled and said: "You still ask? Did you bring that gust of wind just now? Really."

Fang Jianming spread his hands and said innocently: "Where did you go, if we recruited it, aren't we immortals?"

Long Biyun asked, "Going away?"

Fang Jianming said: "Let's go."

Long Biyun asked again: "Where is Miss Dongfang?"

Fang Jianming said: "Aunt Dongfang is not recovering from her illness, and younger sister Dongfang is still waiting by the bed." He heard a lot from the sound of the piano and put it into words.If it were someone else, I really wouldn't understand what it meant.

After Zhou Feng heard this, he showed suspicion, but he didn't speak.She always felt that this matter was kind of weird. May I ask Dongfang Zhen is the Queen of Zhengtian Sect. Her martial arts are extraordinary. Even if she practiced martial arts carelessly and became obsessed, with Zhengtian Sect's manpower and material resources, wouldn't she be able to solve it?
Fang Jianming actually thought of this point, but he was sincere and it was related to the Queen of Heaven, Dongfang Zhen and Dongfang Tianjiao.

He is going to the capital, but it will be postponed.In the capital city, there is not only one Oriental Tianjiao, but also Wuyingmen and Feiyezhai, as well as the old Yuge Yuqian who cares about the world but is now tired and sick.

(End of this chapter)