Martial Arts Conquer System

"Yes, yes, the Green Bamboo Weng of Dongcheng, that is a master of rhythm, or if he has a way, it is not known what he can play!" The accountant mentioned this Green Bamboo Weng, and his face was full. The look of admiration.

"Ah, that Lv Zhu Weng is just a wood and bamboo craftsman, how does he know what?" Wang Yuanba rushed.

Isn't Lu Zhuweng the person next to the demon saint Ren Yingying? Lu Yang thought about it, and it seemed necessary to meet this green bamboo weed.

Lu Yang hadn't spoken yet, but Ning Zhong was the first to say, "Wang old hero, since this green bamboo weng is a man who is proficient in rhythm, we should move to this east city and find this green bamboo weng to be firm. Fortunately, my brother is innocent!"

Ning Zhong was speaking at this time, his tone of voice was already very rude, and he turned towards Lu Yang everywhere.

Wang Yuanba looked at Yue Buqun, and naturally it was not easy to reject Ning Zhongze's meaning. Seeing that Yue Buqun was silent at this moment, he had no choice but to say, "In that case, let's take a trip to the East City together!"

Just leave, this Wang Yuanba's genealogy is quite big, and the genealogy that follows after going out is enough to organize a defense team. The crowd went straight to the east city in a noisy manner.

I asked about the location of Luzhu Weng, but it was in a bamboo forest in the East City. Everyone was looking for their way again, and indeed they were in a bamboo forest. They saw a bamboo house and a small courtyard made of bamboo. The green bamboo weng was sitting in the courtyard at the moment.

Seen from behind, this green bamboo weed might be 70 or 80 years old, with all white hair and beard, and cutting the bamboo with a bamboo knife in his hand is still very beneficial.

"Hey, old man, the head of the Golden Knife Sect is here, don't you come out to meet him?" This Wang Clan slave is used to being arrogant and naturally doesn't know what polite is.

Lu Zhuweng paused for a while, and then dismissed, "Golden knives and silver knives are not as bad as the old man's rotten knives. If the old man does not go to see the head of the golden knife, he does not need to come to see the old man! "

What these few words say is that it is neither humble nor overbearing. Lu Yang felt very fond of this old guy.

The domestic slaves here were angry. If it weren't for Wang Yuanba to prevent Yue Buqun and others from being here, these domestic slaves would have rushed forward and chopped the old man into minced meat.

Lu Yang stepped forward and said, "Senior, in Xia Luyang. Please ask for something."

"What do you call me? Senior? I'm not a person in the martial arts, why do you call me that?" Lu Zhu Weng stopped what he was doing and straightened his back.

"Even if you are not a member of the rivers and lakes, you are also a respectable senior. I am not afraid of power, but I have always been the person I admire most." Lu Yang was not afraid to offend Wang Yuanba, and said truthfully.

Luzhu Weng paused, then turned around, and saw his eyes full of red light. This face really doesn't correspond to his hair color. He smiled and said, "Hahaha! Little brother, you are a little bit interesting, let's go, what do you want the old man?"

Lu Yang also smiled lightly and said, "Senior, I have a score here, but the tunes recorded on it are very weird. I'm afraid you won't have any more than five people who can play without Senior."

"Oh? There's something else? Let me see?" Lu Zhu Weng also seemed to be obsessed with rhythm, and when he heard a weird score, his interest was aroused.

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Lu Zhu Weng had said so, and Wang Yuanba had to ask Genealogy to hand over the Xiao Proud Jiang Hu score to Lu Zhu Weng.

Lv Zhu Weng took the score and examined it carefully. After just a few glances, a look of surprise appeared on his face in vain.

"Old man, do you think there is a certain sword technique implicit in this music score?" Wang Yuanba asked urgently.

"Swordsmanship? Hahaha!" Lu Zhuweng laughed presumptuously, making Wang Yuanba even more embarrassed, and said, "You can really laugh, this is obviously a music score, where is there any swordsmanship? Come out!"

Wang Yuanba has never been ridiculed so much, his face is not so good immediately, and he is unhappy, "You said this is a score, then maybe you can play this piece?"

Lv Zhuweng paused for a moment, and said, "The old man, try it!" After he said, he pulled out a piano from under the table, sat cross-legged, put Hengqin on his knees, holding it left and right. Score, stroking the strings with your right hand.

The strings clank, making a few notes. Lu Yang heard that this is indeed the song of Swordsman, but this old man does not have the musical strength of Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang after all, and his playing is a little messy.

This rhythm was only a moment, but Lu Zhuweng stood up angrily, "The person who wrote this score must have made a joke with the world. How can this score be played!"

It seems that the strength of this Green Bamboo Weng is still poor. He can't play it anymore.

"Haha! Sure enough, this is not an ordinary music score, there must be some secret hidden in it!" This Wang Yuanba could be regarded as looking for a conversation, and immediately stared at Lu Yang with triumphant expression.

Yue Buqun's face was very calm, while Ning Zhong looked anxious.

Lu Yang opened his mouth again, "Please ask seniors to think of a solution, otherwise, I can't argue. People must think that my score is someone's sword score. If you don't find someone to play it, they will definitely I won't give up!"

Lv Zhu Weng frowned slightly, and said, "Okay, it seems that you are worthy of respecting the old man, and the old man will help you. Everyone, wait a minute, the old man will ask my aunt to see if she can play this. Score."

Lu Zhu Weng gave up, arched his hands slightly, and turned back into the bamboo house.

Linghu Chong, who came with him, couldn't help but said, "This green bamboo Weng is already this old, so his aunt can't become an old fairy?"

"Chong'er, don't talk nonsense." Ning Zhong heard this, frowned slightly, and stopped Linghu Chong. She was worried that Lu Zhuweng would hear this, and refused to help Lu Yang.

Green Bamboo Weng entered the bamboo house, and within half a cup of tea, the sound of the piano was floating in the bamboo house. The sound of the piano is ups and downs, infuriating, sometimes like a mountain waterfall, sometimes like a trickle.

This is the song of Xiaoaojianghu. I never thought that the aunt of Lvzhuweng could easily play the music of Xiaoaojianghu.

After the piano sound ended, there was another flute sound. The tone is almost the same as that of the piano, but the sound of the flute is unique and unique. ..