After a big event ended, Yue Lingfeng's nervous mind was ready to take a good rest.

At this time, Yue Lingfeng completely relaxed and simply lay on the grass under the willows by the river. The afternoon sun shone through the branches and leaves, mottled on Yue Lingfeng. He listened to the song of insects and birds accompanying the surging river water in his ears, and he recalled the past events that have been reborn to this day.

The Huashan Sect is no longer the fragile Huashan Sect in the original work. Now the Huashan Sect has the most powerful magical skills and has mastered the capital of ZTE, and will definitely shine in the martial arts world in the future. Even if it has achieved the authentic status of Quanzhen Sect in the world, it is only a matter of time.

The father will no longer practice the Sunflower Book, the mother will not die with hatred, and the sister will also have a partner to fall in love with. She has changed the fate of her parents, changed the fate of her sister and Linghu Chong, and even more changed the fate of the entire Huashan School.

Liu Zhengfeng was not killed by the Songshan Sect while washing his hands in Jinban. He did not die, including Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan, and his grandson, and he also gained a wonderful marriage with Liu Jing.

By this calculation, because of the intervention of his time traveler, he had changed the fate of many people intentionally or unintentionally. Lin Zhennan's family also saved their lives and family business. Instead, the Songshan Sect and Qingcheng Sect were severely damaged. There was also a traitor Tian Boguang who lived until the end of the original work, who was also killed by himself.

With the soft wind blowing, Yue Lingfeng couldn't help but become a little confused. Before he knew it, he fell asleep in this lazy and peaceful environment. When he opened his eyes again, it was dusk.

The setting sun shines, and the sunset is full of fire, which shimmers the water of the Yiluo River flowing east day and night. The mountains in the distance are covered with rays of light, as if they are illusory. There are many returning fishing boats on the shore who are sorting out their fishing nets, adding a lot of warm life to this vivid picture.

It can be said that the wild ferry is covered with red leaves, sand gulls dance in the setting sun, and the mist is swaying thousands of miles away, and the short tent is filled with willows.

Yue Lingfeng was immersed in this beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, and suddenly felt confident in his heart, a kind of confidence that he could control his own destiny. He suddenly felt full of passion in his heart.

Yue Lingfeng took out the flute from his waist and placed it on his lips. A song "Smiling, Proud Wanderer" flowed out of the sound hole and flowed into the surging water of the Yiluo River.

The sound of the flute is pure, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes light and sometimes loud. When it is low to the extreme, it circles a few times and then goes down again. Although it is extremely low and very thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasionally pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, rising and falling one after another, and the complex sounds gradually increase. First, like a singing spring, then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, and the flowers are clustered together, and birds are singing together, and I am with me.

Gradually, the birds left, the flowers fell in spring, but when the sound of rain was rustling, a desolate and solemn image, the drizzle was drizzle, there was nothing, and finally everything was silent.

The sound of the flute slowly subsides, but the sound of the flute is low and continuous, like a wandering silk drifting with the wind, but it continues, adding to the heart-warming feeling.

Yue Lingfeng uses internal force while playing, and the rushing Yiluo River cannot hide the soft sound of the flute. The sound of water is vast but it is like accompaniment of the flute sound, harmonious and natural, which adds more artistic conception.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, as if seven or eight flutes were playing at the same time. Although the sound of the flute was extremely complex and volatile, it was also ups and downs, and it was pleasant to the ears and hearts.

The listener's blood veins were ignited, and the sound of the flute became higher and higher. Suddenly, a series of rapid singing of the flute stopped. In an instant, there was silence everywhere, as if the river water also stopped flowing, only the setting sun was seen.

The sound of the flute paused for a long time, and the fisherman who was closing the net nearby woke up like a dream and shouted loudly! The fisherman was simple and straightforward in his heart. He liked it in his heart. As for what was the best, why care about that? I just felt that this song made people excited and refreshed!

At this time, three piano sounds came from the river. An old voice sounded: "I didn't expect to meet a master in this mountainous land. Mr.'s magical skill! I heard the sound of immortals today, which opened my eyes! There are clear tea and wine on the boat. Can Mr. board the boat and enjoy his face and board the boat?"

The sound was sent from afar, and it didn't sound very loud, but it was extremely clear, and it was not affected by the sound of waves at all. Obviously, the speaker also had excellent internal energy cultivation.

Yue Lingfeng was kind to the other party, and thought he was also a person who likes music.

I had a fight with the entire Songshan Sect at noon, and then traveled for more than a hundred miles, without any water or rice. I had just been immersed in the excitement of picking the Songshan Sect alone, but I still felt it. When someone mentioned drinking tea and drinking, I really wanted to eat and drink.

Since someone invited me, Yue Lingfeng was not shy and bowed to the big ship on the river and said, "How lucky! I was disturbed that night!"

It was thought that the people on the boat heard Yue Lingfeng's answer, and the big ship turned and leaned towards Yue Lingfeng. Because he didn't know the other party's identity, Yue Lingfeng didn't want to show off his skills until the hull was within three meters of the shore that Yue Lingfeng jumped high. When his figure reached the highest point, he stepped on the bow of the boat with his right foot. At this time, the boatman dropped the sail, lowered the anchor, and stopped the boat.

This is a three-masted sailboat that can pass through the river. There are two attics on the deck. The side of the ship is very high and can withstand the wind and waves. Yue Lingfeng glanced at the boatman who was at the stern of the boat. All of them were walking in agile steps, their eyes leaking and their temples were bulging high, obviously carrying great internal strength.

Just relying on this internal skill and cultivation, one must be a good player in the world. How could he be an ordinary boatman on this ship? Yue Lingfeng thought to himself: "The owner of this ship must be someone with status."

The cabin door on the first floor opened, and an old man walked out. When he saw Yue Lingfeng, he smiled and said, "Sir, please come in and have a cup of tea." Hearing the voice, the person who had just invited him to board the boat.

Yue Lingfeng saw that the old man in front of him was slightly hunched, with sparse hair on his head, and his big hands and feet, but his spirit was very strong. When his eyes opened and closed, he was obviously carrying excellent internal skills. He heard his breathing continuously, but his skills were more profound than those boatmen.

The old short shirt has faded, and the cuffs and collars have been worn out and frayed. Although the clothes are torn, they are very neat and clean and are spotlessly washed.

Most of the people who wear short shirts are farmers and craftsmen who need to work. With the old man's clothes, he absolutely cannot afford to rent this big boat. However, people in the world cannot use common sense to measure it. He Sanqi is willing to buy wontons, and Taoist Master Chongxu is willing to ride a donkey. Why can't others wear old short shirts?

Yue Lingfeng did not dare to be rude, so he pressed his left hand and raised his right hand to his forehead and bowed, saying, "I will live, pay homage to seniors."

The old man practiced waving his hands and laughed: "I am just a few years older than I am. I don't need to be polite. I am ashamed of my own skills. Please come in quickly!"

Yue Lingfeng followed him into the cabin and saw that the entire cabin on the first floor was a hall. There were eight screens in the middle to divide the hall into two. There were tables, chairs and couches on the outside of the screen. They were all extremely simple in shape and no patterns were carved, but the wood was exquisite.

Yue Lingfeng saw that they were all made of the best nanmu. Although nanmu is not as luxurious as red sandalwood, yellow rosewood and other woods, in late autumn, nanmu is warm and not as cold as red sandalwood, and is a seasonal thing. It seems that the owner of this ship is quite wealthy.

There is a picture of ink bamboo hanging on the bulkhead, with the brushstrokes and the ink traces dripping, which is quite radiant. On the table is a jade zither and a flute.

When Yue Lingfeng first entered the door, he immediately felt that there was another person behind the screen. This person didn't know the man and woman, and sat upright behind the screen and listened to his breathing. Although his internal strength was not as good as the old man in front of him, he was quite capable.

The old man did not say anything, and the man did not speak out, so Yue Lingfeng just thought he was ignorant of it.

The old man led Yue Lingfeng to the table to sit down, poured out a bowl of green tea from a purple clay teapot, and said, "Sir, please use tea."

Yue Lingfeng quickly took it with both hands, bowed to thank him, and said, "Senior said that Mr. Wansheng is a terrible boy, and I really don't dare to be it!"

The old man said, "Good it! You should get it! This rhythm is the first, and the master is the best. The teacher's flute skills are excellent. What's wrong with me calling you a sir? Listening to the sound of the teacher's flute, you can tell that you are a person of our generation, so why bother? I'm taking the liberty, I don't know who the sage is?

At this age, he is well-known in music and proficient in music. Could he be an unknown person in the world, and he is a clumsy person, and he doesn't know if he can tell me?"

Yue Lingfeng heard his question directly and thought to himself: "I don't walk in the world and have no enemies. I'm here to walk, so no one will do anything to harm me. There is also a master behind the screen, who can judge by breathing, but his internal skills are inferior to Ding Mian and others.

I didn’t hear anyone upstairs, only the old man in front of me and the master behind the screen were good at kung fu. As for those boatmen, they were considered first-class experts in the world, but they were not enough to see in front of me. Even if they wanted to harm me, what would you be afraid of if you were careful?"

The success of his trip to Songshan has already made him deeply confident in his martial arts.

He wanted to stop Yue Lingfeng and said generously: "Yue Lingfeng, a disciple of Huashan Sect, was a nameless person who was young and walked in the world. Of course, he had never heard of it. I wonder what the senior calls him?"

It’s impolite to come but not to go. I’ve told you all, so I should let me know who you are, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t I suffer a loss?

The old man smiled and said, "It turns out that he is the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect and the young master of the leader of the sect! It is true that the young gentleman is walking in the world, but he is not famous but too humble.

In the early spring of this year, Tian Boguang, who was killed thousands of miles away from Hengshan City, was famous all over the world. Who in the martial arts world knows? But no one has called Lao I for many years, haha! Now everyone who knows Lao I call Lao Ice Green Bamboo Wing."

Yue Lingfeng raised his brows when he heard his name, and couldn't hide his surprise. He didn't expect to meet the Green Bamboo Man here?

Then most of the people behind the screen are Ren Yingying? The heroine of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer"! I remember in the original work, Linghu Chong met Ren Yingying and Lu Zhuweng in Luoyang City, why did they come here?

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