Chapter 173 Qinglian Sword Song!

Su Hang swallowed, just now this little thing suddenly jumped out, almost screaming out of fright, his pores all over his body exploded, goosebumps piled up on top of each other.

The most important thing is that this cat puts a lot of pressure on Su Hang, and even has an illusion that the one standing in front of him is not a cat, but a fierce tiger, which makes Su Hang unable to move at all while instinctively frightened.

"Haha, Brother Hang, so you are afraid of cats?"

At this moment, an unscrupulous laugh came, and it was Xue Qi without looking.

Xue Qi just heard the movement, and saw this scene when he came out, and he couldn't help but feel that it was a comedy. In his opinion, Su Hang has always been used to it, and he was unexpectedly afraid of cats.

"What nonsense, get rid of it quickly." Su Hang stared at the black cat, not daring to look away for a moment.

Xue Qi smiled badly, "You call it Grandpa Cat three times, and it will leave by itself."

"Your skin is itchy, aren't you?" Su Hang became furious and asked him to call him a beast grandpa, which was simply a joke.

After hearing this, Xue Qi stopped joking, "Master Cat, he is my friend, let him come here."

This kid is really unscrupulous enough, he really is the grandson of a beast, and, judging by his attitude, he is not pretending to be a grandson, but a real grandson.

Strange to say, after hearing Xue Qi's words, the black cat loosened its fur that exploded all over its body, and retracted its sharp eyes, and of course that powerful aura disappeared in an instant.

"Meow!"

Shaking its obese body, the black cat yawned, gave Su Hang a contemptuous look, then turned around, took graceful catwalks, and left arrogantly with its tail cocked.

Wow, what a long life, he actually saw contempt in a cat's eyes?

Could it be that Xue Qi said, the spirit beast of the Xue family?

It should be, he is also a person who raises spirit beasts, only spirit beasts have wisdom and can have such great power.

In any case, after the black cat left, Su Hang was already covered in cold sweat, and the goose bumps took a while to subside. He was still a little sleepy at first, but now he was much more awake.

Inevitably being ridiculed by Xue Qi, Su Hang straightened his clothes and followed the kid through the front hall into the inner courtyard.

On the ground paved with blue stones, there is a locust tree, a stone table under the tree, and a stone jar beside the table. An old man is standing beside the jar, holding a writing brush in his hand, dipping water from the jar, and standing on the stone table. written on it.

Xue Xuan stood beside the old man quietly, watching the old man write while listening to what the old man said.

"Grandpa, he's here." Xue Qi called out politely.

The old man stopped writing and raised his head to look at Su Hang. It was different from the face eroded by time and sculpted by wind and frost in Su Hang's imagination. He had gray hair and a hale and hearty expression. He looked at most sixty years old.

Will this be a person who is a century older than himself? It was really hard for Su Hang to believe that at the age of one hundred and twenty, he could still have such a spirit and appearance. If it was in the past, he would not have believed it.

If he hadn't known the old man's identity in advance, Su Hang would definitely have regarded him as an ordinary old man, and would never have thought that this was an existence standing at the pinnacle of China and even the world.

"Here you come? Sit down first, and wait until I finish writing this word." The old man was casual, and gestured to Su Hang with the hand holding the pen, and then continued to write and draw on the stone.

Xue Xuan put a finger in front of her mouth, and made a silent gesture to Su Hang. Su Hang understood, and followed Xue Qi without saying anything.

The water writes on the slate, and the handwriting appears, but it doesn't take a while to dry. Xue Jingtian is very focused when writing. Holding the pen in his hand is like holding a sword. Every stroke is full of charm.

What was written on the slate was a poem by Li Bai.

Don’t you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning, don’t you see the mirror in the high hall with sad and white hair, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening... These are basically familiar sentences. After about five minutes, Xue Jingtian finally Put down the pen.

"Young man, take a look at my words, how do you write them?" Xue Jingtian said to Su Hang.

Su Hang was stunned for a moment, why would he think of asking me?

When the elder asked a question, he dared to say it. Su Hang looked at the writing on the stone, "Senior's writing is naturally excellent."

No matter whether it's good or not, it's definitely not wrong to praise first, not to mention, this old man's handwriting is indeed good.

"Don't say those polite words, take a serious look and give me some dry goods." Xue Jingtian didn't seem to appreciate it very much, and asked Su Hang to look again.

Su Hang sneered, this old man actually knows what dry goods are.

Taking a closer look, Su Hang said, "I'm not being polite. Senior's handwriting is indeed rare and good. I'm afraid it will only increase laughter if I, a junior, judge it. However, since senior asks, I will say it boldly." Yes, if you say something wrong, seniors don’t want to laugh at me.”

"Say it, say it boldly." Xue Jingtian said.

Su Hang cleared his throat, and said, "This word is calm and sophisticated, it seems chic and casual, but it also has a majestic atmosphere, restrained yet sharp, it is definitely not something that can be practiced overnight, it feels like... ..."

"like what?"

Both Xue Xuan and Xue Qi looked at Su Hang, as if they wanted to see how Su Hang would flatter him.

"The word is good, I don't need to say much about it, but I feel that your old word is more like a swordsmanship." Su Hang squeezed his chin seriously. From the beginning, he had this feeling, especially When Xue Jingtian was writing, Su Hang felt like he was practicing sword.

"Heh, I have some eyesight, let's continue."

Xue Jingtian looked at Su Hang in surprise, his expression seemed to be both unexpected and reasonable.

Su Hangdao, "The strokes of the pen are sometimes sharp and sometimes gentle, and they can switch freely. .”

Another ruthless flattery, if it was really slapped on the horse, it would definitely make the horse howl.

"Brother Hang, you are really amazing. The word "grandfather" is really the opening sword song of my family's Qinglian Sword Canon." At this time, Xue Qi stared at Su Hang with round eyes.

"What's the matter, it must be a blind cat and a dead mouse." Xue Xuan laughed and said, in her opinion, Su Hang must be talking nonsense for flattery.

"Qinglian Sword Song? This is obviously Li Bai's 'General's Toast'. I don't read much, so don't lie to me." Su Hang was quite surprised when he heard it. Even if he hadn't read the book, he knew it was Li Bai's general toast, how could it be Qinglian sword song?

"Li Bai is also called Qinglian Layman. It is said that this sword technique was passed down to the sword fairy Li Bai. "Jiangjinjiu" is the opening sword song of the Sword Code!" Xue Xuan said.

Since Xue Xuan said yes, there must be nothing wrong!

"Toasting Wine" is actually a sword song in the Qinglian Sword Code. If those high school and junior high school students know this, they don't know how they will feel.

"You can see the sword intent in this word, which shows that you have a unique vision." Xue Jingtian slightly stroked his long beard under his chin, "This first test, you have passed."

"What's the first level?" Su Hang froze for a moment, then looked at Xue Xuan in surprise.

Xue Xuan just remained silent.

Xue Jingtian said, "I heard Xiaoqi talk about you before, this kid can blow you up to the sky, I heard that you invented an engine, which amazed the National Academy of Sciences, and made me really want to see what it is like What an amazing young man."

Su Hang looked at Xue Qi, and really didn't know what kind of good things this kid had said about him, but he looked rather smug, as if he was asking for credit from Su Hang, which made Su Hang a little speechless.

"Senior, I'm just an ordinary person, my hands and feet are no different." Su Hang said modestly.

"Young people, excessive modesty is pride." Xue Jingtian smiled indifferently, "Just now I heard from Xuan'er that you still have a unique skill. After just reading it once, you can master Feng's Eighteen-way Overlord Sword." I learned it, is there such a thing?"

"Well……"

Su Hang froze, looked at Xue Xuan, smiled wryly, "Xue Xuan, isn't your mouth too fast?"

Xue Xuan gave Su Hang a white look, "You said it yourself, anyway, I don't really believe it, I just don't know if Grandpa believes it or not."

Su Hang was speechless for a moment.

"Young man, come here." Xue Jingtian waved to Su Hang, and let Su Hang come to his side.

Pointing to the words on the stone table, Xue Jingtian said, "This is the general outline of the Qinglian Sword Code. Since you can feel the sword intent, you must be talented. I don't believe what Xuan'er said about your ability. Watch it again, feel the sword intent again, and try to practice the sword technique?"

After hearing this, Su Hang was a little dumbfounded.

"Senior, you are almost done with this word." Su Hang smiled wryly.

Xue Jingtian waved his hand, "Even if you don't do the writing, the sword intent will not remain for long. It's the same after reading it once, and it's the same after reading it ten times. Since you have the ability to know it at a glance, it shouldn't be difficult!"

"But, there is no sword move here." Su Hang scratched his head, there was only sword song, no sword move and sword style, and even a god couldn't figure out the sword technique contained in it just with a little sword intent.

What's more, the Xue family's ancestral swordsmanship must be a very high-level swordsmanship.

Xue Jingtian flicked his sleeves, "Every word is a sword move."

Speechless!

Xue Qi smacked his mouth, "Brother Hang, you can't do it, can you?"

He had praised Su Hang for a long time in front of Xue Jingtian. If Su Hang lost his reputation, it would be a loss of face to him.

You can say anything about a man, but don't say no, Su Hang ignored Xue Qi, looked up at Xue Jingtian, "Senior, you have created a problem for me."

Xue Jingtian stroked his beard and smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, read it quickly, otherwise, the handwriting will be dry in a while." Xue Xuan urged Su Hang, and she also wanted to see how capable Su Hang was.

After hearing this, Su Hang didn't talk nonsense, and lowered his head to look at the writing on the desktop seriously.