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Chapter 829

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The mist on the surface of the lake was steaming, making it look like a fairyland. At this moment, a melodious and clear sound came from the mist. Lin Hongyuan pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of the flute, dissipating the bloody smell brought by Hsu Fengnian's shocking words. Lin Hongyuan was intoxicated by the sound and simply closed his eyes. He seemed to be a famous flute player. He murmured, "The Deer Waist Ridge under Mount Hui's Yuniu Mound is surrounded by many purple bamboos. I don't know why there are green bamboos. There are moss clinging to the bamboo legs. The bamboo shoots are extremely bitter and can't be eaten. They are also called bitter bamboo, but they are most suitable to be used as flutes. I have never heard of this little song before. Listening to it, my ears are full of bitterness. I don't know how bitter the flute player's heart must be. Bitter green, bitter green, bitter green, it's talking about this person and this flute. "

Hsu Fengnian didn't have as many feelings as Lin Hongyuan. He spoiled the mood and said, "According to your flattery, if the flute player is handsome and handsome, just imagine him blowing across the river with a bitter face. Then he will be able to seduce a passing heroine. She will probably be unable to resist holding him in her arms and loving him tenderly."

Sure enough, after Hsu Fengnian's remarks, Lin Hongyuan leaned back against the railing and stroked his forehead helplessly. Hsu Fengnian twirled a strand of hair around his temples and asked, "How many people in the world do you think can wipe out the Snow Mountain Villa in one breath?"

Lin Hongyuan's eyebrows trembled. After thinking seriously, he said, "Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba, and Đồng Thái. It can't be more than that. Mr. Nalan said that in the past five hundred years, other than Wang Xianzhi who can compete with Ancestor Lu, no one else can achieve this feat. Beimang's God of War was close behind in the martial arts evaluation, but he surpassed the other eight people by a large margin. Of course, to be precise, he was behind the Peach Blossom Sword Deity by seven people. Even if other people became Saints from the three sects, such as Cao Changqing and the white-robed monk Li Xiaoxin, they would not be able to do it. This was because it went against their conscience. Once they entered Sainthood, the heavenly phenomenon was too important. Once they went against the natural order, they would suffer a severe drop in their realm. For example, Li Dangxin had cut off the Yellow River and hung hundreds of feet of water on top of Daoism Sect's head, so it would never fall on the innocent. Even if they were unwilling to surpass the North Sea, they could not do so. This was especially true for the reclusive masters of Buddhism. No one had ever heard of them appearing on the battlefield. The Daoist priests of Mount Longhu would only receive orders to open altars, set up rituals, and build auspicious Daoist temples to accumulate merits. How would they dare to kill the innocent? When it comes to Đồng Thái, a carefree Earth Immortal, most of them will not lower themselves to the same level as ordinary people. Just like a strong man who sees a chicken pecking rice on the side of the road, he will not look for a stick to beat the chicken to death. If there is such a thing, it can only mean that there is something wrong with the guy's head. The crazy monk who sings wordless songs is one of them.

Hsu Fengnian sighed softly, "The sword is a good sword, but the person is not a good person."

Lin Hongyuan was born with an exquisite heart. He immediately understood the meaning and asked carefully, "Could it be that the monk was an extremely brilliant swordsman before he shaved his head?"

Hsu Fengnian's elbow was on the railing while his other hand patted the railing lightly. He smiled, "I'll give you a word of advice. I don't accept money. You are too smart and you will end up ruining your life. "

Lin Hongyuan smiled, "I've learned something. But young master, you are being generous with other people's money. You have to know that I have also bought 'The First Snow'. Speaking of which, the talented woman who said this seems to live on the Spring Deity Lake. If I am lucky enough not to die in your hands, I will definitely go and take a look at her face and ask her some questions that I have never been able to answer. When the time comes and I appear in front of her, I will definitely pretend to be virtuous and virtuous, so as not to frighten the great master of the literary world that this little girl has admired for a long time. "

Lin Hongyuan's words were lively, like a familiar and amiable girl next door. Unexpectedly, after Hsu Fengnian gently patted the railing, he suddenly slammed the railing heavily. Lin Hongyuan staggered and fell to the ground. He covered his heart with both hands and his face was pale. He looked at the man who was talking and laughing just a moment ago with malice and anger in his eyes. Xu Fengnian still rested his chin on his hand and looked down at the noble of the Dragon Palace who seemed to have suffered an undeserved disaster. He said, "The flute player is Zhao Ningshen. The flute sound is transparent, which is only pleasing to the ears for laymen. But you and I both know that many listeners do not mean it, but the flute player means it. He uses the flute sound to distinguish the level of the people on the lake after touching the ripples of Qi Ji everywhere. You pretended to flatter me just to let me release my Qi Ji to listen to the flute sound. Even if my identity will not be exposed for the time being, it will make the young Taoist priest of the Dragon Tiger Mountain think about it. I kindly give you a maxim not to be a smart aleck.

Lin Hongyuan, whose Qi was chaotic like boiling water, endured the piercing pain and asked bitterly, "What kind of strange technique is this? You actually managed to take over my Qi by relying on a simple beat? "

Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "There's no harm in telling you. I secretly learned from a blind female zither player in Beimang's Eighteen Beats of the Hujia. Originally, I did not know the technique and only knew the form. Later, after a battle, I could be considered to have climbed to a higher position and looked further. Coincidentally, you were not sensible, so I played with you."

Lin Hongyuan shouted crazily and sternly, "Hsu Fengnian, what do you have to do with that human cat Han Diaosi?! Previously, the finger mystery technique that tore my face and peeled the cocoon was Han Diaosi's unique skill. Now, the trick of seizing people's heart is clearly similar to Han Diaosi's method of digging people's souls! "

Hsu Fengnian ignored the extremely angry woman and turned his head to look at the white fog in the lake. He said to himself, "That cat's head is really a good thing. It's much better than the head of the fifth raccoon."

A wisp of vermilion jumped up and down in the mist. It was silent, joyful, and wanton.

Hsu Fengnian, who had been holding his cheeks, had a warm look in his eyes. Lin Hongyuan looked up at this time and happened to stare at his pair of red phoenix eyes. She was in a daze.

How could one have both the handsome horse and the autumn wind in the north and the apricot flowers and misty rain in the south?

How could this devil, who made her afraid, have such a warm side? Lin Hongyuan did not know what he saw or what he thought. At that moment, she only felt that if she could make him into a human puppet in this life, she must keep his eyes.

Xu Fengnian stood up and stretched his neck lazily. He bent down and looked into Lin Hongyuan's eyes. "There are several kinds of Pseudo-Xuan Finger Skills in the Dragon Palace. I taught you one, so you have to teach me one."

Lin Hongyuan felt anxious and miserable. She thought, "Then why don't you stand still and let me torment you until your Ocean of Qi is boiling? Let me beat you until you are half dead." She could only purse her lips tightly. Hsu Fengnian touched Lin Hongyuan's eyebrows with his fingertips. He did not have the posture of bargaining at all. He smiled and said, "I have seen a lot of finger mystery techniques, but the more this thing, the better. You, Lin Hongyuan, will be the woman of the master of the Dragon Palace in the future. You have a bright future. If you die in the Snow Mountain Villa for no reason, what else can you do except as a secret joke? I don't have a big appetite. I'm not asking you to say all of them. As long as there is one, we are even. How about it? Next, you have to complete the task given to you by Mr. Nalan. I will kill my people. "

Lin Hongyuan sneered and said, "You can't kill me because you want this?"

Xu Fengnian did not have the time to be gentle with her. With a light tap of his finger, Lin Hongyuan, who had been heavily hit between the eyebrows, crashed through the railing and fell into the lake. Then, she seemed to be kicked back to the outer corridor by a water ghost, becoming a drowned rat in the middle of winter.

Hsu Fengnian squatted beside her and crossed his arms. Lin Hongyuan vomited a mouthful of blood. Apparently, she was not as energetic as before. She said dejectedly, "If you go back on your words and know what you want to know, you will still kill me in the end. So what?"

Hsu Fengnian's eyes were clear. He shook his head and said, "You can rest assured. I have a message for you to tell your benefactor, Mr. Nalan. Whether it's Zhao Weiping or that sneaky Yang Maoliang, none of them are qualified. "

Lin Hongyuan steadied her breath and sneered, "To understand the mystery of finger mystery, is it as easy as reciting a few lines of poetry? Young Master Xu, could it be that you're a rare genius like Wang Xianzhi? "

Hsu Fengnian held his belly and laughed.

Lin Hongyuan was confused.

Hsu Fengnian pointed at Lin Hongyuan and said shamelessly, "I thought I was already a jinx. I didn't expect you to be better than me. You are right! "

Lin Hongyuan lamented. He really wanted to break this bastard's three legs with one punch.

Xu Fengnian restrained his smile and said, "Seriously, you should first talk about the meaning of the Mysterious Finger Skill hidden in the Dragon Palace. If it's not useful to just talk about it, I don't mind being your practice body. You can wait for a chance to take revenge openly. "

Lin Hongyuan hesitated for a moment, and it was obvious that he was struggling with himself. Xu Fengnian mocked, "Lin Hongyuan, do you know that it's because you know too much about mechanism algebra that it's easy for you to be blinded by a single leaf? Women don't have courage and only know how to play petty tricks. They can't achieve great things. Extreme wisdom is bound to be hurt. This wisdom is small wisdom and not the wisdom of the root. Truly smart people will pretend to be stupid and be willing to suffer losses. If it was that woman from Mount Hui, she would have already done business with me based on her intuition. She is the one with the root of wisdom. You're too petty. I always think that a woman's intuition is very similar to the foresight of the root of finger mystery. "

Lin Hongyuan didn't disappoint Hsu Fengnian. She went straight to the point and asked indifferently, "Have you ever personally copied the tablet?"

Hsu Fengnian shook his head.

Lin Hongyuan frowned. After her eyebrows relaxed, she said, "The Dragon Palace saved a Taoist Great Spiritual Master three hundred years ago and passed on a unique mystery finger mystery to that generation's patriarch. It was similar to a copy."

Hsu Fengnian was originally concentrating. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Change your clothes first."

Lin Hongyuan didn't refuse. She stood up and changed her clothes. A woman's love for beauty had nothing to do with martial strength. The Dragon Palace amassed countless wealth. If she wanted jewelry, Lin Hongyuan could wear it so that people would only see the jewelry and not her. The Dragon Palace also hid a few sets of the phoenix coronet and robe that the Empress of Southern Tang didn't have time to take from the Weaving Bureau. Lin Hongyuan had just changed into a relatively simple and elegant dress when the curly-bearded swordsman Zhao Weiping respectfully reported at the door, "Master Yuchi is here."

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