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Li Qingzhou smiled casually, as if he was not interested in Miss Yansan's question.Ning Jingyuan guessed the meaning of Yan Xi's words, and muttered: "The person who snatched the piano outside Fengyang City is indeed her."

Yan Lingxi patted the fan, "Brother Jingyuan can't just guess it?"

"Even if you know "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", so what? You are a thief who was caught in Yan's house, and you dare to be so arrogant." Yan's cold eyes met Li Qingzhou's eyes that didn't care about anything, like a heavy boxing On the cotton wool, there is no way to exert force.

"Oh?" Li Qingzhou blinked, ignoring the guards of the Yan family around him, and strolled in the lobby of the east building, "Is Miss San jealous of her piano skills, or..."

"You." The expression that was as cold as ice was a little sullen, "Come here, drag down fifty sticks!"

"Slow down." Ning Jingyuan took two steps to the right, the cold air emanating from his body in white made the guard of the Yan family back a few steps, and he had to let him stand in front of Li Qingzhou. "He is from Yunxuanmen."

"Really." Yan Xun was not surprised, "Then may I ask, Mr. Ning, which branch of Yunxuan sect does Mr. Li belong to, and which master's sect?"

Tranquility faced it with a calm attitude, word by word, "Yunbu, my disciple."

Yan Lingxi waved his folding fan, and a pair of dark gray eyes that seemed to be surrounded by air and mist swirled around with great interest, "This is really interesting." It can be seen that whether it is Yan Shang, Yan Linghai or even other Yan family servants present , all showed varying degrees of shock, and the atmosphere at the scene became dignified for a while.

"Hahahahahaha." It was Yan Qingchi's old laughter that broke the deadlock first. "Although the old man has not left the Yanfu for many years, the rules of the Yunxuan Sect have long been familiar. Only those who have stepped into the seventh sword heart can become the master. As far as the old man knows, the Yunxuan Sect, except for the head of the Yunxuan Sect, Qing Ruoxiao, None of the six people who have reached the seventh sword heart have the surname Ning."

Miss Yansan also flicked her fingers and said, "What's more, I have met you before. You clearly had the Jiangyuelou logo embroidered on your clothes back then."

A white mist of light blue sword energy struck without warning, "Father, be careful!" Yan Xun drew his sword suddenly, and the black blade swung horizontally, blocking the old man.

The pale blue sword energy was like a ball of snowball hitting the sword, and the cold air spread like ice vines, freezing the pitch-black blade into pale white.

"Hahahahahaha." The old man behind the sword smiled instead of anger, "Sword One, Luoxue. The old man was also given such a sword by that boy Liang Shisan more than ten years ago."

With the white sword back in its sheath, Tranquility replied calmly: "Senior Wisdom Eye. It is the first sword of "Snow Sword"."

"Looking at your age, you must be Liang Shisan's apprentice." The old man's eyes suddenly became kind.

"Senior and my master are old friends?" Ning Jingyuan was slightly taken aback.

Yan Linghai said: "20 years ago, your master broke into the inkstone mansion alone, and fought a decisive battle with my father in the central inkstone pool for a day and a night. The whole inkstone pool was frozen into a black ice cave."

The old man stretched his brows and smiled kindly, "It's fate to see his master student today. Such an outstanding cold sword energy is enough to prove that the seventh sword heart you have comprehended has entered the hall. Let your disciples go." After speaking, He raised his finger and pointed to the violin case on the table.

Li Qingzhou smiled elegantly, and when passing by Ning Jingyuan, he muttered in a low voice: "When did I become your disciple?" The latter smiled, showing the helplessness of the current situation.

Li Qingzhou's fingers were no longer covered with chilblains like before when the cold poison broke out. After the purple scabs were removed, his hands were as smooth and white as jade, which complemented his handsome face.When sitting upright and playing the strings, it is refreshing for the eyes and ears, and makes the whole lobby full of brilliance.

Li Qingzhou closed his eyes and plucked the strings. The sound of the piano was melodious and melodious, as if people were walking in the open mountains and listening to the whispers of Huang Ying.Then the tune changed, crisp and undulating, as if a quiet spring was found in an empty mountain, and a light blue flower beside the spring quietly bloomed in front of my eyes.

"Empty mountain without me, clear mirror and still water..." Everyone in the hall was fascinated by hearing it, and Yan Linghai couldn't help talking to himself.

Li Qingzhou raised his head suddenly, looked at the white-clothed boy with clear and desolate eyes, and smiled slightly: "Do you still remember the "Feng Qiuhuang" you mentioned earlier?"

"Well, so this is also Phoenix Qiuhuang?" The white-clothed boy was slightly taken aback, and in his impression, the piece he played in Chengdu a few months ago was not the one just now.

"No, it's "Song of White Heads"." Li Qingzhou's breezy words floated by, but they caused ripples in Ning Jingyuan's heart, making his mind flutter.

After the song was played, he stretched out his hand to explore the inner side of the near-water abyss, only heard a "click", and took out a long sword that was completely black and plated with diamond-shaped white patterns. Two words.

"Eleventh Young Master, here you are." Li Qingzhou threw the black sword casually, and Yan Lingxi stretched out his hand to take the black sword, which circled in mid-air for a few weeks.

"Father, didn't you say that you can only take out this sword by playing "Feng Qiu Huang"?" Yan Xun's tone was obviously anxious.

"Third sister, the sound of the qin does not lie in the music itself, and the swordsmanship does not lie in the sword itself. Dad also said just now, use the sword to control the qin, and use the qin to control the sword." Yan Lingxi held the Xuanmo sword in his hand, and while playing with it, he answered the third lady question.

"There is a heart but no music, the music is born according to the heart; there is music but no heart, the music is destroyed according to the heart." Li Qingzhou caressed the near water abyss and said softly.

"Wonderful, wonderful. Mr. Li's song not only has a lingering sound, but also cleverly blends the heart of the seventh sword heart's "empty mountain without self, bright mirror and still water". This song is really hard to hear." Yan Qingchi was very excited, and walked towards Li Qingzhou with trembling hands, his eyes were full of kindness and joy.

Yan Xun was speechless, clenched his fist tightly with his left hand, and seemed to have irrepressible resentment.Of course, all these small details were firmly captured by Yan Lingxi.

"So." Xuanmo's long sword turned half a circle, and Yan Lingxi held it in his hand, "Third sister was able to retrieve the certificate of my Yan family this time, it is a great achievement." After speaking, he took two steps forward , and handed the sword in front of Miss Yansan with his backhand.

The third lady snatched the Xuanmo sword, snorted coldly, and then her tone slowed down: "Brother Eleven is absurdly praised, and you also put in a lot of effort."

Yan Linghai still smiled kindly, he held Yan Lingxi with one hand, and Yan Lingxi with the other, "Father, since the Xuanmo sword has been obtained, from now on, everything about the Yan family..."

Yan Qingchi is now full of energy, and the previous decadence has been swept away, and he really has the look of a martial arts predecessor, "All things flow, winter dries and spring prospers. As a father, it is indeed time to truly retire. From now on, all affairs of the Yan family Lai'er is in charge of everything, Hai'er and Xi'er, you have to assist me well. Remember, everything prospers when family is in harmony."

"Don't worry, dad." Yan Linghai nodded.

"I will, Dad." Yan Lingxi smiled and reached out to Miss San.

"Xi'er will bring the Yan family to a higher level." After Yan Xun said, he also held Yan Lingxi's hand, and the latter pinched Yanlingxi intentionally when shaking hands, which made her frown slightly, and looked away, But he was still smiling friendly.

"Yan Lingxi, remember it for me." Yan Xun said secretly in his heart.

"Then, senior, can I give this piano to you?" Li Qingzhou said suddenly.

"Of course." Yan Qingchi patted him on the shoulder, approving: "Heroes make young men."

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, except for a moderate sound from the Yan family's guest room.

"I said, didn't you agree to stay in the hotel tonight?" Ning Jingyuan was wearing only a white coat, standing behind the open door of the guest room, with a very cold expression.

"Oh, Patriarch Yan insists on staying here, how dare you not follow? Besides, Master Ning, has he forgotten that he needs a few drops of your cold blood to moisten his throat?" Li Qingzhou outside the door didn't even wear his middle coat properly. , the laces were scattered, and the open lapel revealed his white and strong chest line.

"I remember that Jinshuiyuan is made of cold osmanthus dark jade. As long as you get close to it, you can suppress fire poison. This excuse is too false. Besides, Patriarch Yan accepted you to stay overnight. Why did you arrange you in my room?" Jing Jingyuan Casually exposed the other party's lies, and prepared to close the door in a cold voice.

"Huh? This was arranged by Eleventh Young Master." Li Qingzhou stepped forward and blocked the wooden door with his foot.

"Yan Lingxi, shameless!" Ning Jingyuan really wanted to throw the flying sword at Yan Lingxi's pillow at this moment, to scare him into a restless state.

"Sneeze!" There was a sneezing sound from the other side of the guest room corridor, Ning Jingyuan and Li Qingzhou looked at it at the same time.

"Are you still flirting at night?" Yan Lingxi, who was still wearing a gray robe, was joking while holding a lantern, but the two of them noticed that there was a seriousness in his expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, a loud voice resounded in the long corridor: "You still have time to flirt in the corridor." As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Tianya turned into a black shadow and fell from the corridor. He stood up slowly, like Yan Ling. The creek is a full head high.

"Yo, I'm back. From your tone, it seems that something has happened. Let me guess?" Yan Lingxi was not frightened, maybe because he was used to this way of appearance, he shook the lantern in his hand, " Was Jiangzhou attacked by the Turks?"

"You're smart." Cheng Tianya brushed off the ceiling dust on his sleeves. "As soon as our army returned to Youzhou, Jiangzhou was attacked. It is estimated that the reinforcements will have to march for three days to arrive. I am afraid that the ink industry department will be planted there."

"Why did the Turks suddenly attack Jiangzhou?" Tranquility asked.

"The ink industry department of the Yan family has always provided weapons support to the border guards. It is located in Jiangzhou, which is located on the border. It is easy to transport and has become a thorn in the eyes of the Turks. In fact, I have already figured this out. Ye Fengting can't be counted. At this point, Yan Lingxi suddenly showed a sly smile, "So, the decisive battle is in Jiangzhou, and this is my best strategy."

Cheng Tianya glanced at Yan Lingxi, "This strategy is really troublesome. However, I didn't help you this time, and you really let someone take away the position of Patriarch."

"Stupid." Yan Lingxi pouted. "She took the qin back. Even if I take the sword and become the head of the family, she will obey me? Will her ink workers and ink shadows obey me? What's the use of having this nominal head of the family."

Cheng Tianya frowned, "Then what are you doing to prevent her from getting the sword, and she can't be the head of the family either."

Yan Lingxi picked up the lantern handle and poked Cheng Tianya's chest, "I think she still has to worry about Jiangzhou, but with Ye Fengting here, it's probably not troublesome. But I'm at ease, we can treat this as a no-brainer." I know. So, use your brain more, Commander Cheng. Cough, forget it, you may go further astray after you use your brain."

"Okay, don't talk about it. It's very annoying to sell medicine in gourds all day long." Cheng Tianya patted off the lantern handle casually.

Tranquility patted Cheng Tianya on the shoulder, "She holds a sword that she didn't get and became the head of the family. Not many people are willing to submit to her. This is the purpose."

Li Qingzhou glanced at Yan Lingxi, "You can overwhelm her and let her know that you don't accept her, then she will attack you next time."

Yan Lingxi smiled at him, "Brother Qingzhou is right. So that is my chance. So far, everything has gone well."