196  Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting  Wine and Sword Array

The sound of collecting herbs was amazing. The purpose of collecting herbs was to highlight the magic array blockade and destroy the formation plate in Qingquan Xiushi's hand. He used all his strength to pour into the golden scale stick, and Wutu Vajra's Vajra power was restrained. The stick walked out and broke through the air sounded. At the great and fierce point, it changed the faces of everyone around him.

The eight chess pieces around her moved and changed rapidly. In an instant, they used seven or eight ways to remove the strength. However, the golden scale stick was used to kill heavy troops, and the Wu Earth Vajra power was extremely strong and strong. This stick was even more difficult to return. How could the eight chess pieces stop? The moment the two sides collided with each other, the golden scale stick flashed with golden light, and the eight chess pieces were knocked out like raindrops, turning into four black, four white, and eight rays of light scattered everywhere.

Qingquan's pretty face changed, and his eyebrows suddenly stood up. His eyes were full of decisiveness. A clear shout came from his mouth, as if the clear spring was thrusting into a rock. Before the sound was over, the right hand hand hand was handed to the left hand, and the empty right hand lifted the collar of the clothes, took a step back half a step, raised his hand and raised his feet to make people feel endless aftertaste and remained unabashed.

But just a few simple and casual movements, Qingquan Xiushu's body had changed. The leucorrhea spontaneously fell off his waist, shaking straight in the air, scattering into seven crystal thin silks, like a bow string of a zither silk. When he swiped it casually, the bow string was clanging, like a golden sword and an iron horse. A sharp air blade suddenly came out and swept it in the waist as he collected herbs.

Not only that, the golden swords and iron horses were rising in waves, and the sword energy swept continuously, slashing horizontally and vertically, not only one, one faster than one, one more ruthless than the other, as if they were to dismember the medicinal blades.

The loss of taking the medicinal technique of sound killing is naturally different from the past. As early as the moment when Qingquan Xiushi took out the strings, he had already used his internal strength to close his ear drums. Seeing Qingquan Xiushi take a step back, he immediately chased him closely, following the stick, and walked around the golden scale stick, sweeping across the waist with a fierce rod, pulling Qingquan's slender waist straight.

The stick of herbs left room for her to produce and collect all her skills, aiming to beat him up and be too busy to deal with it. After all, this is the Innate Palace, and he has no big grudges with Qingquan Xiushi.

Unexpectedly, this person had a decisive look. The seven strings of piano can not only be used for sound killing, but also emit knife energy. Fortunately, there is room for herbs to take her hands. Seeing this, he quickly put away the stick to protect her body. A golden scale stick sprinkled with golden stick shadows all over the sky. Suddenly, the sticks were integrated, and they turned into a golden whip and whipped it at Qingquan Xiushu.

Qingquan Xiushu snorted, his shoulders shook, and a green book suddenly floated above his head. The green light spread everywhere. The green book suddenly opened a page, and the words "正" were densely filled with white and black words. A big word "正" suddenly appeared. The word "正" then broke away from the page and turned into a sword seal when it was hollowed out.

"Clang..."

The sword energy talisman's ink marks are full and refreshing, like a pen and ink writing, but the sharp and solid place is really extraordinary. The golden scale stick and the sword seal in the palm of herb collection touched slightly, and the golden scale stick was bounced away with the sound of gold and iron clashing. Then there was a pain like a knife cutting sword in the chest. The herb collection was shocked and flew backwards into the air. She didn't think about it and just grabbed it with one hand. Naturally, she used her left hand.

The sharp sword seal was caught by the left hand with her medicine, and it immediately merged into the left hand silently. In an instant, the "Five Prisons Reincarnation" rotated, locking the sword seal, constantly slapping, squeezing, tearing...

The sword seal collapsed and turned into a vast stream of essence energy, transformed, absorbed, swallowed, transformed spiritual breath, condensed talismans, and evolved into the vortex of reincarnation.

He collected herbs and carried a golden rod on his back, flew back dozens of feet in the air before he landed on the ground. His body seemed to be free and unrestrained, but in fact he was shocked and sweated. The beautiful scholar of Qingquan also had so many methods. He had no shortage of Confucian qin chess and calligraphy, both flying swords, qi silk, chess formation, and sword seals in books. His knowledge and talent were really amazing and beautiful, and he was not like ordinary people.

Qingquan Xiushu was also shocked by the elusive left hand that collected herbs. His skills were mostly self-cultivation, but the sword seal in this book was a gift from his predecessors, and it was a Confucian gentleman. It was equivalent to the five thousand words written by Taoist real people. It can transform five thousand sword seals to kill enemies and protect their bodies. Although it was written casually, it was enough to be the world because those with low cultivation were not the opponents, and those with high cultivation knew the brushwork of this Confucian gentleman, so they would not make things difficult for him, and they would even help him.

Unexpectedly, he was taken away by the herbs. Qingquan was surprised. He knew that there were methods given by experts on herbs. He waved his hand and put away the piano silk in front of him. The light of the green book flashed and penetrated into his body. The chessboard in his hand turned around. The eight chess pieces that were knocked away by the herbs flew back and fell into the chessboard. The chessboard shrank in his blinking eyes and was put into Qingquan's sleeves. Then he raised his hand and the ancient white frost sword on the ground returned to his hand. The tip of the sword was facing down and bowed: "Ask for advice!"

"I dare not!" I picked the herbs and held the golden scale stick in my arms, putting my hands together, and seemed to be returning the gift, but in fact, it was like a hidden demon-subduing handprint, and said sarcastically: "I am collecting the herbs!"

"Collection of herbs!" Qingquan Xiushu nodded, his clear eyes narrowed slightly, and the white frost in his hand sounded, pointing to the ground with a slight pursing, and his lips pursed slightly: "The so-called "Wine a friend with a thousand cups, I have always praised myself for the seven sages of "Piano, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, Wine and Sword Formation". You have just used a stick as a sword. I think you have a unique skill in swordsmanship. Since this is the case, it will hurt the harmony. Why don't you abandon everything and decide the outcome by just using the frost blade in your palm? How about it?"

"Is it hurt to be kind?" Cai Xie widened his eyes, looked at the two bamboo chairs that were broken into powder, and then looked at the cracked stone table. The long piano on it seemed to have fallen apart...

"Is there anything wrong?" Qingquan Xiushu smiled sweetly, and the corners of his eyebrows were as if he was flirting with a stroke. He had a thousand emotions, which blinded the eyes of the onlookers and collected herbs... No exception. After a while of humming in his mouth, he finally felt something was wrong. He spat hard in his heart, raised his head and shouted with confidence: "You sissy, occupying my house and destroying my arrangements, it's so damning. How can you settle with you today? Just compare, what are you afraid of!"

The corner of the medicine suddenly swept a person to the corner of his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Zhuang Buyi, borrow a sword!"

A big hand grabbed, a sword roar, a touch of light gold, suddenly soared over and fell into the hands of collecting herbs, and a sharp three-foot sword appeared. The hilt of the sword was mysteriously yellow, and the sword tip emitted a white gold light. A sword mark in it was straight and sharp, piercing through the entire sword body, connecting the energy of the sword body into one. It was the Xiangjin Sword that collected herbs, but it had changed a little compared to a month ago.

"So that's it!" A trace of anger flashed in Qingquan Xiushu's eyes. He looked up and swept forward, and his tone was light: "Elder Cang Songzi, what is this?"

When I picked herbs, I saw an old man leaning over the waist, looking at the crowd, looking sneaky and funny. Seeing that Qingquan Xiushu and Cai herbs discovered themselves, the old man immediately smiled awkwardly and straightened his waist openly, as if half a head taller than everyone around me, it was Cang Songzi, the outer gate.

Cang Songzi raised his hand and stroked his beard, coughed dryly, cleared his throat, waved his hand and hit the head of a person in front of him, and glared and said angrily: "It's all you. If the old Taoist goes left, you go left, and the old Taoist goes right, you go right, you want to block the old Taoist, right, right? If you weren't you, a bad boy, blocking the old Taoist, making the old Taoist unable to do anything, as the outer sect leader, the old Taoist comes, and has to be entrusted by the pharmacist to take the Yuanfeng on his behalf, how could they fight until now and hurt their fellow disciples' harmony!"

The man in front rubbed his forehead with a grievance. Although he was extremely angry and wanted to beat him up with an old punch, he thought about the consequences of this approach and remained silent decisively, which was also considered a hero who knew the current affairs.

Cang Songzi nodded with satisfaction, patted the man on the shoulder, then carried his hands on his back, stepped out, and asked while walking, "What's the noise?"

Looking at the unkind eyes of the two of them, Cang Songzi said consciously, raised her hand and pointed at Yaju ahead: "Because of this? Hey! This is your house where you collect herbs, right?"

"Nonsense!" He collected herbs and gold rods, and raised his sword backwards. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "As Pei Yuanfeng guide, you, Elder Cang Songzi, are all from me who collected herbs and guided me. How could I not know my daily life? Why are you occupied now?"

"Oh! It turns out that it was occupied! I said when did you have such elegant taste when you collected herbs? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Nonsense!" I was quite unhappy with the herbs: "My innate palace is Taoism, which talks about Tao following nature and the unity of man and nature. How can I make post-natal modifications, fancy decorations, and become a commonplace!"

"Senior brother is such a bad word!" Qingquan Xiushu clasped his fists and said, "I am here to learn Taoism. There is no sect dispute in my heart. I only know that the great way is directed, and the same way is the same. Taoism also has acquired return to the innate, and Confucianism also has natural decorative decorations. However, my Taoism is not good enough, and the common things presented do not fall into the eyes of my senior brother, and it has nothing to do with other people! The senior brother said just now, I am destroying the arrangement of your house, but when I come, I only saw the whole room marking the time marks..."

"Time mark!" Cai Xie was sweating heavily. He originally thought it was a shocking sword technique. Seeing Qingquan Xiushou chattering, he seemed to be modest and tolerant, but in fact he was moving forward step by step. He waved his sleeves with his medicinal herbs, and was about to talk to him about the fallacies. A crisp call came from a distance: "...Cang Songzi... Nie Wufeng...College herbs...Qingquan...Come to Master Peiyuan Xiaozhu, no matter how old it is..."

The crisp girl voice rang three times in a row. When I picked herbs carefully, it was the sound of picking grass. I couldn't help but feel surprised. Cang Songzi next to me sniffed hard, with a happy look on her face: "It's done..." Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by and the figure was gone.

"I'm in a hurry to reincarnate!" Just as the medicine was collected, a small house in front of him exploded, and a big man with a green light wrapped body broke out of the house and shouted: "Nie Wufeng is here again, Mr. Ge is not impatient, wait for me to pick up a treasure..."

When the words fell, the person left, his body movements were extremely fast, like a blue lightning bolt, rushing straight to the foot of Peiyuanfeng Mountain...

The medicine moved slightly, and looked at the contemplative face of Qingquan Xiushou, and a faint doubt flashed in his heart. I wonder what this person has to do with Master Ge?

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