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Chapter 15 Four Halls and Chance Encounters

The four halls of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting cover thousands of disciples inside and outside, and their cultivation base breaks through the sea. They can join after passing the hall assessment and paying the entrance fee.

It can be considered as a large society in Organ Valley.

The four halls are all located in Fengming Valley, and the broken environment of Duanqin Cliff has nothing to do with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After a while, Jiang Fan came to a cliff.

There are many people around.

Someone is holding a big brush in his hand, using the air as the painting, spiritual power as the ink, and agitated literary spirit as the idea, and simply outlines the blue giant bird.

"Chirp!"

Soaring with blue wings in a rich ink style, this disciple jumped up and stood on the back of the bird and flew into the sky. The white clouds billowed, and a huge picture scroll emerged.

"This senior brother is really amazing. He has mastered the art of ink and wash before joining the painting hall. Maybe he can learn the painting techniques of the earth-level low-grade and become the next hall master!" A junior sister worshiped with her eyes shining road.

"Humph!"

At this time, the unattractive junior snorted coldly in disbelief. He didn't use a brush at all, and only relied on one finger and literary spirit to draw a lifelike staircase in an instant.

The painting hall in the clouds showed up again. This disciple stood proudly on the steps, but it was a pity that there was no beautiful junior sister to cheer for him.

"Junior brother is really amazing!"

"Yeah yeah."

Only the crooked male junior praised him, and this man turned his head and left in anger.

shallow!

Jiang Fan cursed secretly for him. At this time, another female disciple was sitting cross-legged playing the piano. The piercing sound of the piano was comparable to the collision of gold and iron, and it turned into a real inverted blade and slashed towards the opposite side of the cliff.

Clang!
The wafting mist is divided into two parts, gradually forming a small bridge connecting the two banks, and the distant mountain peaks and palaces are connected. There are people playing the piano on the waterfall, bamboo forest, and boulders.

"The master of the piano is Yin Sha, Yin Huan, and Yin Ling. This junior sister is so beautiful, but her murderous aura is icy cold." Another passer-by, Wang Wang, explained with emotion.

At this time, someone sang again, "You don't have a hundred years in your life. How about a hundred years old? The heroes of ancient times have returned to the mountains and rivers."

The passionate literary spirit is tumbling, the hero's sorrowful roar echoes on the cliff, and the turbulent aura combined with the battle poem stirs up the situation.

The fog between the cliffs dissipated, and a mountain peak appeared on the opposite side again, with bamboo houses, pavilions and attics, and some disciples were reciting poems and doing farming.

"I'm going too!"

Armed with the blessing of war poems and agitated spiritual power, this junior stood with his hands behind his back and walked across the cliff.

"It's really eye-catching, but I sang a poem written by someone else, making it look like my own creation."

Understand the king disdains.

"Acceptance!"

On the other side, a delicate senior sister who sat cross-legged and closed her eyes got up, and slightly cupped her hands facing the cliff. The mist billowed to form a chessboard, with black and white chess pieces criss-crossing.

The delicate senior sister jumped up, and when she landed on the chessboard, the chessboard turned into a real pavilion, and some disciples greeted the senior sister one after another.

finally.

The chessboard disappeared without a trace.

"These guys in the chess hall think that everything in the world is on the chessboard, and the natural changes and developments of the situation, the life and death of the enemy, can be manipulated by the chess pieces." Knowing Wang said sourly: "A group of pretending to compare with the old Yin, I will wait and see You are unlucky if you are not good at learning."

It is extremely difficult for Organ Valley to become a teacher. Although you can learn the skills by taking pictures, you can't learn all the tricks for combat by yourself. When you practice the tricks, if you don't pay attention to them, you can easily get injured.

This is also the reason why the disciples of the outer sect are keen to pay homage to the four halls. Not only can the spiritual realm be exercised here, but there are also a lot of magical methods, and there are elders and disciples of the inner sect staying here.

After joining, everyone communicates, and you can also ask the elders to answer your doubts. Isn't this better than practicing alone?
What's more important is that the core magic method of Sitang is a super fairy method above the prefecture level. If you learn it, you can say that the future is boundless. The most important thing is that you have the opportunity to learn it if you are good enough!

Four halls.

Painting halls and poetry halls mainly focus on comprehending nature, as long as it is not difficult to comprehend the birth of literary spirit from the calligraphy and painting paper.

Combat will be weak.

Qintang needs a sensitive soul, easy to turbulent mood, superb skills, and a rich family background.

The chess hall requires meticulous thinking, a strong affinity for the wind, a hard as iron, a calm state of mind, and the courage to use the world as a chess piece.

These two churches are extremely powerful, and they are also the daughters of the sect. Both the saint and the son came out of these two churches.

This generation of Qin Nu and Feng Nu used to be the masters of Qin Hall and Chess Hall.

"This junior looks very confident. I don't know which class to join?" Wang Wang, who looks very passer-by, asked Jiang Fan curiously.

"Staying around day and night, trying to comprehend some truths to give birth to a literary spirit, it is not a well-thought-out plan. The younger brother has been yearning for the painting hall for a long time." Jiang Fan is very friendly to this kind of person who will not jump out of the prompt. Which hall?"

"Coincidentally." Knowing Wang said to Jiang Fan's invitation: "I am also planning to join the painting hall, how about we go together?"

After choosing thousands of options from the crowd, he felt that Jiang Fan was neither strong nor weak, and he was the best candidate to set off his excellence.

"can."

Jiang Fan agreed with a smile, and the two walked together to the edge of the cliff.

Jiang Fan's body style was very ordinary, and he combined it with aura in a rough way, and used his fingers to draw a horse with wings in the void.

A very ordinary and even ugly horse.

boom!
The illusory horse mount changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional and jumped to Jiang Fan's side.

"Huh~"

Seeing that Jiang Fan created an assessment work with brute force, panting and embarrassed, Wang Xiao smiled and waved his fingers randomly in the void.

In an instant, a pair of very large and beautiful white wings with a spread of six meters, turned from illusion to hazy, appeared behind the king, making him look very extraordinary.

Passers-by also seem to be much handsomer.

"Senior brother is amazing." Jiang Fan saw that the attention of others was all attracted by the king, he secretly smiled and nodded in admiration and said, "Senior brother, I am willing to bow down."

"Where is it?" Knowing Wang smiled and waved his hands modestly, he flew up amidst the envy and comments of others, "Junior brother, let's enter the painting hall."

Jiang Fan jumped on the horse and followed Wang Wang, submerged into the picture scroll above the clouds, and after the world was spinning, the two appeared in a building complex that was illusory, real, and full of whimsy.

The feet are like mirrors. When the clouds clear up, mountains, rivers, cities, forests, villages and various strange scenes appear. It seems that here you can observe the environment outside the sect.

"You two are welcome to join the painting hall. You two can call me Senior Sister Nie." At this time, a beautiful figure in white clothes floated from a distance, and she was very beautiful.The only fly in the ointment is that his face is pale and bloodless.

Knowing Wang and Jiang Fan's eyes stared straight.

One drools secretly.

A cold sweat dripped down his back.

(End of this chapter)