Guo Rong seemed to hear the master's sigh, and immediately stopped, holding the flute about three feet long in his hand and as white as snow. When he saw his master on the sidelines, he jumped to the body of the Tianmen Immortal, with a flowing figure, and asked, "Master, do you see any flaws in my martial arts?" After approaching, he saw that Guo Rong's face was like a crown of jade, his double eyelids highlighted his big eyes, his lips were thin, his nose was deep, and his forehead was as wide as a courtyard. The Tianmen Immortal said, "Rong'er, Master, you know that you are very diligent, and you get up and practice it at dawn. But practicing like you is difficult to reach the highest level." Guo Rong was puzzled, looked at his master and asked blankly, "Master, then how do you think you should practice, disciples should practice now!"

The immortal of Tianmen said, "The most important thing in martial arts is not moves, but basic skills. How long can your senior brother squat at a horse stance once with his hands? " Guo Rong said, "I think the senior brother can hold the cauldron with both hands for 12 hours without eating or drinking." The immortal of Tianmen nodded and said, "So, your senior brother is the highest martial arts among you four brothers. This is the reason. Although your kung fu is good, it is useless when killing people." Guo Rong said, "The senior brother is born tall and mighty, but I am not a rough person like the senior brother. I don't play with the thing that raises the cauldron, and it's so suffocating. Besides, you always don't let me kill people, how do you know whether my kung fu is useful or useless."

The Immortal of Tianmen was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, saying, "Do you know why your senior sister came out of the mountain in this action?" Guo Rong shook his head to show that he didn't know. The Immortal of Tianmen continued, "Because your senior sister is diligent in martial arts, she can already come out of the mountain to make achievements. And you have such martial arts, I don't know when to come out of the mountain? A person who can kill the killer is still okay. When encountering a situation like this time when the other party has a Wuyi Mountain master assisted, only if he is killed, how can he have a chance to kill someone?" Guo Rong was furious after hearing this, and said, "Master, you only know that you say that my martial arts are not good all day long, but you don't let me go out.

Seeing, how do I know that I am not good? You said that my senior sister is better than me, right? Well, after my senior sister returns to the mountain, I will compete with her." Tianmen Immortal said, "I, Tianmen Mountain people, never compete with my disciples. This is the rule of the sect, and I will not allow it to be my master." Guo Rong said, "Okay, since the disciples in the sect are not allowed to compete, then the next task will be completed by the children." Tianmen Immortal said, "It's not that the master will not let you go, but to prevent you from losing the face of Tianmen Mountain." After that, he left angrily, leaving Guo Rong alone. Guo Rong wanted to chase him and argue again, but saw that the master had turned into the woods and nowhere to be seen.

Guo Rong was annoyed. He turned around and saw two copper tripods placed not far from the side of the field, taller than himself, made of pure copper, weighing three or five hundred pounds. He was so angry that he inserted the flute around his waist, walked over, looked at the copper tripod, took a deep breath, leaned over to grab the two feet of the copper tripod, shouted, and grabbed the copper tripod off the ground and slowly lifted it up. Guo Rong fought hard and raised the copper tripod high above his head. But after all, he was not strong enough. His hands, feet, and whole body were trembling. He gritted his teeth desperately to hold the copper tripod steadily, but the copper tripod "

Boom" he fell to the ground, rolled around and stopped. Guo Rong gasped heavily, and couldn't help but say in his heart: Senior brother is indeed powerful, he can actually take twelve hours. But what is the advantage of such a heavy martial arts method? In his heart, he still couldn't accept the master's intention to practice basic skills like Senior brother. A round of red sun gradually rose, and the scenery was very beautiful, illuminating the entire Tianmen Mountain, as if the white snow in the woods was about to melt. Guo Rong was excited, and he let out his light skills and ran into the depths of the woods.

But I saw Guo Rong as light as a swallow, running on the snow, or walking between the woods, sometimes crossing the top of the tree to face the sun. Guo Rong called himself "The Shadowless Flying Flute", which was derived from his good at light skills and using the flute as a weapon. While running, he silently recited the inner skills taught by his master, so that his internal strength would flow slowly around his body, and he would become more and more powerful. After a while, he put the flute to his mouth and played the sound of the flute. The song he played was "Yangchun White Snow". Although "Yangchun White Snow" originated from the pipa song, it was transmitted from Guo Rong's flute with internal force and resounded throughout Tianmen Mountain. But when he heard the sound of the flute came slowly, it seemed that when everything was silent, a clear stream suddenly popped out, awakening the tranquility of winter. It was also like the revival of all things, rustling and rustling, fresh and pleasant.

This "Yangchun Baixue" is the song that Guo Rong is most familiar with. He practices light skills every day and runs through the mountains and forests. Today, he suddenly feels bored and said in his heart: I have played this song for more than ten years, why hasn't I made a breakthrough? I claim to be the "shadowless flying flute"! Although the light skills have entered the shadowless realm, the sound of this flute has never made any breakthrough. I have to think about how to break through the "Yangchun Baixue" of my predecessors.

After about two hours of running, he came to a mountain stream, but saw ice and snow around the stream, with only a water channel flowing slowly in the middle, and there was a white mist and water vapor. Guo Rong was upset because he couldn't think of how to break through the "Yangchun White Snow" and was depressed, so he had no intention of using his light skills again, so he had to stop. He sat by the stream, watching the rising water vapor blown away by the cold wind, and his heart slowly calmed down. He suddenly said to himself: "If it's like water."

If the air is just like that, it is easy to be blown away by the wind and disappear without a trace. If it is like running water, letting you freeze and ice and snow cover the ground, it can no longer stop the momentum of the rushing air." He suddenly realized something, and couldn't help but rise up as he pleased, put the flute to his mouth, and blew up the "Yangchun White Snow" again. But this time, the "Yangchun" roared like spring thunder, and its sound shook the sky. "Yangsnow" just like overwhelming the sky, which was surprising and suffocating.

Guo Rong concentrated his mind and used his internal force to transmit the sound of the flute, shaking between the mountains and forests. Suddenly, he found that the water slowly rising in front of him was blown away by the wind, but he did not feel the wind blowing. He felt strange and stopped playing immediately, and the water vapor slowly rose into the air. Guo Rong was shocked, and he couldn't help but think: Could it be the water vapor blowing out of the waves formed by his flute sound? He concentrated on playing the flute again, but it did not have the momentum of the previous one. The flute sound was long, and when he looked at the water vapor, it still rose. He suddenly realized, recalled the "Yangchun White Snow" he had just played, and sent it out with internal force, changing the soft and gentle tone of the song into an excited and exciting song. As a result, the flute sound was indeed blowing away the water vapor like the wind. Guo Rong was very surprised and immediately activated the internal force again. The flute sound was like a rainbow, shaking the mountains and forests.

After playing the flute like this for about half an hour, Guo Rong felt the blood in his chest rolling, and he couldn't breathe. He stopped immediately, knowing that this was a sign that the internal energy was consumed too quickly and too much, so he sat cross-legged and used his energy to regulate his breathing to keep his true energy. After about an hour, Guo Rong calmed down and breathed smoothly. The true energy in the Dantian was surging, and he was extremely happy. Guo Rong was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, when he was exhausted and defended, his internal energy had improved a lot. He did not dare to use his energy to play the flute again immediately. For the first time, he encountered such a strange thing, and immediately used his light energy to return to the top of the mountain to ask his master for advice.

Back to the top of the mountain, it was afternoon. I happened to see my second senior brother Shen Zonglin writing under the tree in front of the door. On a wide table, there was a large white paper spread out on a wide table, which was one foot long and three feet wide. Shen Zonglin had taken off Zhuge Liang's outfit at this time, but he saw that he had a big head and a big face. Although his beard was shaved, his black beard could be vaguely visible around his lips. Shen Zonglin had a big mouth but not big eyes, and was concentrating on writing at this time. Guo Rong knew that the second senior brother was all-round in literature and martial arts, and was proficient in poetry and songs, so it was not surprising. But he didn't intend to care about what Shen Zonglin wrote at this time, but asked: "Second Brother, where did you see the master?" Shen Zonglin did not respond, but stared at the few words written on the white paper in a daze. Seeing this, Guo Rong pushed the door straight into the yard.

But I saw six rooms on the left and six rooms on the right. There was a hall on the bottom of the yard. There was two rooms on both sides of each of them. At the entrance, there was a wall besides the gate. The center of the yard was about seven or eight meters long and eight meters wide, and there was a pool in the middle. There was a rockery about more than meter high in the pool. There were strange rocks on the rockery. The water in the pool was lying quietly, but it was not frozen. There were more than ten koi wandering in the water.

Guo Rong shouted loudly: "Master, Master, where are you?" But there was no reply. He knew that his master was not in the yard, so he immediately returned and rushed to the martial arts training ground behind the yard. When he came to the sidelines, he saw a person holding a large cauldron in his hand, holding a horse stance to concentrate his skills. He knew that this was the eldest brother Li Minxing. Li Minxing was tall and majestic, handsome and elegant, but had a superb martial arts skill. A cold moon sword could hardly have a rival in the world. Guo Rong believed that he was not as handsome as a senior brother, nor the martial arts skills that the senior brother had in the world, but he was also quite confident in himself: the light skills were the most elegant and elegant among the four brothers, and he was the only one of the four who could music.

Looking further away, the pretty shadows fluttered, and the cold light shone with the sound of "hissing" through the air. He knew that it was his senior sister Yan Fang. Although Yan Fang was not as beautiful as the country, she had big eyes, a thin face, thick lips, and a slightly thick voice, which was indeed one of the few women in the world. She used the White Snow Sword as a weapon, and her "cold light sword technique" was fast, accurate, and concise, and was enough to establish a first-class expert in the world.

Guo Rong looked around the martial arts training ground, but he could not see his master. He remembered that he had the best relationship with his senior sister, so he floated up. When he approached Yan Fang, he whispered: "Senior Sister, do you know where the master is?" When Yan Fang saw his junior brother, he stopped immediately, put his sword back into the sheath, and said: "Master just went down the mountain." Guo Rong was a little disappointed and couldn't help but sigh softly. Yan Fang said: "Junior Brother, what's the matter with looking for Master?" Guo Rong said: "I just realized a set of martial arts and wanted to ask Master for advice.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't find him. Where did the master go? When will he come back?" Yan Fang shook his head and said, "When the master left, he only said that there was an urgent matter to go out, but he didn't say when he would go back to the mountain." Guo Rong was extremely disappointed. Yan Fang said, "Junior brother, you said you have learned a set of martial arts skills. You might as well say it out and let the senior sister help you refer to it." Guo Rong was overjoyed. He usually had the best feelings for him, so he told the story of "Yangchun and White Snow" playing by the mountain stream.

After hearing this, Yan Fang said, "This is strange. I have never heard from my master talk about martial arts that can blow away the water vapor. My experience in the world is shallow. It is better to ask the knowledgeable senior brother." The two looked at Li Minxing, but they saw that he was practicing martial arts and had no time to pay attention to them. Yan Fang took Guo Rong to find Shen Zonglin and said, "The second senior brother has a strategy, maybe he knows it too." Guo Rong said, "Senior sister, you have also been walking through the world. Haven't you heard of martial arts using musical instruments as weapons?" Yan Fang said, "Senior sister has only gone down the mountain twice, but how can you know so many. Besides, most people who use musical instruments as weapons are like you, just use flute dots and pricks to fight against the enemy. I have never heard of music killing enemies." Guo Rong was puzzled. So the two ran towards the front door of the yard.

When he arrived at the front door of the yard, he saw Shen Zonglin had finished writing a piece of characters and was walking under the woods in front of the yard with his hands on his back. Seeing the two of them coming, he hurriedly said, "Junior sister, you are here just right, come and see how the poem I just wrote." As he said, he pulled Yan Fang over to see the words on the table. Guo Rong also walked over and saw that the big words were covered with paper, dragons and phoenixes were dancing, just like fangs and claws, but he heard Shen Zonglin chanting: "The north wind sends snow to Jiujiang, and the Yuan night is brilliant? The three riders in the Tianmen are astonished as thunder, one handsome and one beautiful and one ruthless man." After hearing this, Yan Fang applauded and cheered: "The second senior brother is talented! One handsome and one beautiful and one ruthless man, this sentence is the best!" Shen Zonglin said, "Junior sister is awarded!" Guo Rong

But he said, "Second Brother, why don't you go to the top scorer?" Shen Zonglin was stunned when he heard this and smiled, "Junior brother blamed me for the 'Three Riders of the Tianmen'?" Guo Rong rolled his eyes and said, "We are brothers of the fourth brothers, why do you only talk about three?" It turns out that in Shen Zonglin's "one handsome and one beautiful and ruthless man", "jun" refers to Li Minxing, and "just" is naturally Yan Fang, while "just" is Shen Zonglin, because he proclaimed himself "ruthless scholar" and held a ruthless iron fan as a weapon. Guo Rong was naturally unhappy because in the Lantern Festival assassination of Huang Xinglong, he was only in the mountain, especially when his senior sister Yan Fang made her first contribution when she came out of the mountain for the second time. Only he knew the feeling of discomfort in Guo Rong.

Shen Zonglin knew this junior brother and said immediately: "Junior brother, I wrote about this trip to Jiujiang. Our brothers are naturally like brothers and sisters. In the future, we will definitely go to the world together. At that time, the four heroes of Tianmen will go to the world, and the four heroes of Tianmen will go to the world, and the four heroes of Tianmen will go to the world, and the dragons and tigers will go to the world." When Guo Rong heard that "the four heroes of Tianmen will go to the world, and the dragons and tigers will go to the world", he felt very wonderful and said: "The second brother really has thousands of ink in his chest, and I am willing to bow to the wind." As he said that, he slowly bowed. Shen Zonglin laughed and said: "You are young at home, you only need to practice martial arts diligently. In the future, Master will naturally give you a chance to show yourself." Guo Rong said: "Did the second brother hear the sound of the flute blowing like the wind?" Shen Zonglin looked at him blankly and said: "The sound of the flute is like the wind?" Seeing that he was puzzled, Guo Rong immediately told the story of "Yangchun Baixue".

After hearing this, Shen Zonglin thought, and said, "I have been in the world for many years and have never seen any martial arts that can kill people with flute sounds or similar music. However, I heard that there is a sect in Lingnan called the 'Mo Yin Sect'. The leader of the sect, Tian Siyin, is famous all over the world for a phoenix zither. It is said that when listening to the sound of the sect, the six spirits are disordered, and the seven orifices are bleeding and die. But it is just rumors in the world, and I have never seen them." After hearing this, Guo Rong was fascinated by the leader of the Mo Yin Sect, and murmured: "I must take Master Tian as his teacher and learn his magic sound skills." Yan Fang said, "Junior brother, rumors in the world may not be true. Besides, we are the people of Tianmen Mountain, and die as Tianmen.

Shan Gui, how can you take others as your teacher?" Shen Zonglin also said, "Junior sister is saying, "You are not delusional, you should practice your own martial arts." Guo Rong looked at the two people in front of him and couldn't help but say, "You only know the superficial martial arts, but you don't know how to integrate martial arts into music." Shen Zonglin said, "You say it is a peerless martial arts. Even if you practice the martial arts of killing people with music, in the eyes of ordinary people, that kind of martial arts is all a side-minded and cannot be compared with orthodox martial arts." Guo Rong felt that the second senior brother and sister did not understand music and could not understand the realm of using music as a weapon, so he involuntarily left the two.

He came to a remote place behind the mountain and took out the flute. He looked at the snow-like flute carefully. Its name is "Wuyou Flute". In addition to being a musical instrument, it can also be used as a weapon. Because its texture is made of white cold iron, it is extremely hard. He first used his internal force to his palm and fingers to tick it. The Wuyou Flute "swoosh" out, followed by the woods, and the snow fell down one after another, rustling. He flew around like this and then returned to Guo Rong's hand. He continued to practice this martial arts. After about an hour, he saw that it was getting late, so he took the flute back to the top of the mountain.

In the evening, everyone gathered around the table to eat. The one who cooked for everyone was an old woman named "Cook". She was dumb and deaf, and never walked out of the mountain gate. She just grew vegetables and cooked. Everyone had long been used to her, so they did not consider her existence.

A few days passed in a flash, and the Tianmen Immortal returned to the mountain in the evening. Guo Rong waited until after the meal, and asked about the martial arts of the flute. Unexpectedly, the Tianmen Immortal cursed Guo Rong: "You guy, don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick! Martial arts like magic sound are all the other side, and the martial arts taught to you by the master are the most authentic martial arts. If you don't practice the martial arts taught by the master, you will sooner or later miss your life!" Guo Rong felt wronged and thought that the master only taught his own internal skills, mental methods and a set of light skills and worry-free flute kung fu. He has already mastered the light skills and flute kung fu. As for internal skills, it will take time to reach the realm of transformation, but you can't be anxious. So, Guo Rong came to the back mountain alone and faced the white Tianmen Mountain, and was stunned.

A few days later, the Tianmen Immortal sent Li Minxing, Shen Zonglin and Yan Fang out for assassination missions, and they were a wealthy businessman in Zhejiang. Guo Rong was furious: "Master, when will you send me down the mountain?" The Tianmen Immortal looked at his little disciple and said, "When your martial arts skills are achieved, you will send you down the mountain." Guo Rong said, "How do you know that my martial arts skills have not been achieved?" The Tianmen Immortal knew that his disciples could not fight in internal battles, even if they practice martial arts, so there was no specific comparison. He said, "Do you think your martial arts skills have been achieved?" Guo Rong said, "That's right!" The Tianmen Immortal said, "It's useless to say that you have reached it. You must think that you have reached it before you can go down the mountain." No matter how Guo Rong argued, the Tianmen Immortal did not let him go down the mountain. In his helplessness, he could only watch the three senior brothers and sisters ride down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)
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