"The "Bei Ming Sheng Gong" that the young hero learned is to absorb people's internal energy, but it is a matter of harming others and benefiting oneself. It is not the right way after all." Fang Sheng said seriously.

Of course Yang Le knew what he wanted to say, so he interjected: "Master, don't worry, I made an oath before my master died. Unless my life is at stake, or I encounter a big villain, I will not

It will never absorb people's internal energy, and "Beiming Shen Gong" is not just a method that specifically absorbs people's internal energy, it is also a superior internal energy and mind method."

"In this way, I can feel relieved." Fang Sheng looked at Yang Le happily and said.

Yang Le smiled, pointed at Ren Yingying and said: "Master, although this little girl is mute, she can play the piano pretty well, so let her play a piece of piano for Master." Then he said to Ren Yingying: "Little girl, here you go.

Master plays a song."

Ren Yingying was speechless, what did this person think of her? But Yang Le glared at her, and she could only swallow her anger, play the piano and play the song "Pure Heart Universal Mantra". It was so gentle, like a person sighing softly.

, it also seemed like morning dew moistening the petals of flowers, and the dawn breeze blowing gently on the willow branches. After a long time, the sound of the piano became lower and lower, and finally stopped being audible...

After the song ended, Fang Sheng praised Ren Yingying.

After a long time, the rain finally stopped. Yang Le immediately said goodbye to Fang Sheng, and the two left the Tutu Temple.

Outside Meizhuang...

The two of them hurried for days and finally arrived outside Meizhuang. During this period, Yang Le saw Ren Yingying's true face. She was beautiful, but it had nothing to do with him. In his heart, the most beautiful girl in the world was an oriental girl.

Moreover, he had already made up his mind to absorb Ren Woxing's inner strength. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he would be her father-killing enemy in the future, so the two of them rarely talked to each other along the way.

"Mr. Yang, we will act according to our plan from now on." Ren Yingying said to Yang Le.

Yang Le smiled lazily and said: "I know, Miss Zuo Yiyi, remember to call me Feng Jianyi." Yang Le really felt that the name "Feng Erzhong" in the original work was very different, and he chose one against two.

The name of Feng Jianyi.

After saying that, Yang Le stepped forward and knocked on the door of Meizhuang.

After a while, someone opened the door and asked the two of them, "What do you two do for me?"

Yang Le, who had read the original work, knew that this person was either Ding Jian or Shi Lingwei.

"The disciples of Songshan Sect and Huashan Sect have something important to ask to see the Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River, four seniors." Ren Yingying cupped her hands and said to the person in front of her with a smile.

The servant refused and said, "My master never receives guests." After saying this, he asked to close the door.

"Brother, wait a minute!" Ren Yingying took out a token and said to the servant.

The servant paused and then said: "This is the token of the leader of the Left Alliance of the Songshan Sect. The Four Friends of Jiangnan have no contact with the Wuyue Sword Sect. Even if the leader of the Left Alliance comes in person, my master may not receive him."

"My dad's token is only used to scare people. What masters are you, the four seniors from Jiangnan! How could you take this token seriously? It's just that I have never had the chance to meet the four seniors, so I put it

This token is just a token." Ren Yingying explained shyly. This acting skill made Yang Le look at her with side eyes and thought: "It would be a pity if you don't act!"

As expected, the servant was taken aback by these words. He came out, looked at Yingying, and asked, "Are you the daughter of the leader of the Zuo Alliance?"

"Exactly! I'm not famous either. Of course you don't know me anymore. I think back when Brother Ding conquered four tyrants with one hand in the Qilian Mountains, how majestic he was with one sword and two heroes. Little girl, I really admire you." Ren Yingying complimented.

.

Sure enough, Ding Jian felt embarrassed when he was complimented by Ren Yingying and said with a smile: "It's such a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about. I can't see that Miss Zuo is really knowledgeable!"

"There are many people who seek fame and reputation in the martial arts world, but it is very rare to have noble people with real talents and practical knowledge who do great things but are unwilling to publicize them. One-word electric sword, big brother Ding Jian, little girl! I have admired you for a long time." Ren Yingying said again.

After boasting, Yang Le also smiled and cupped his hands, thinking: "Idiot!"

Ding Jian suddenly glowed with satisfaction, he chuckled and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome."

"My father said that I would like to ask the four village owners for advice when I come to Meizhuang this time. However, I know that I may not be able to meet the four village owners this time, but I will not be in vain if I can meet Brother Ding.

That’s it.” Ren Yingying greeted her again.

Ding Jian looked at Yang Le and asked: "By the way, Miss Zuo, you just said that this dear friend is a member of the Huashan Sect."

"He is my eldest brother, and he is the uncle of Yue Buqun, the current leader of Huashan." Ren Yingying took Yang Le's hand and said.

Hearing this, Ding Jian said doubtfully: "But this dear man's age..."

"I am indeed younger than the leader Yue Buqun, but my mentor is Feng Qingyang of the Huashan sect, so I am a generation older than him." Yang Le explained with a smile.

Ding Jian suddenly looked solemn and asked: "May I ask the names of these two distinguished people?"

"My name is Zuo Yiyi." "Feng Jianyi." they replied.

"Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you! You two, please take a seat inside, have some tea, and wait. I will go and report to my master right away. It is up to my master to decide whether to see you or not." Ding Jian said.

Hearing this, Ren Yingying was overjoyed and said, "Brother Lao Ding, you have Lao!" Yang Le also handed over.

"You're welcome! You're welcome! Please come inside! Please!" Ding Jian said politely.

So, the two entered Meizhuang. When entering the house, Ding Jian went to ask for instructions from his master. Seeing Ding Jian out of sight, Yang Le shook his head and sighed: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!"

Ren Yingying's mouth twitched and she glanced at him, knowing that Yang Le was mocking her.

Ding Jian served tea to the two of them. Both Yang Le and Yang Le were smart people, so they would not sit down and let Ding Jian serve. However, as a servant in Meizhuang, he could not invite him to sit down, so Ren Yingying and

Yang Le pretended to appreciate the calligraphy and painting.

Ren Yingying said: "Brother Feng, look at this painting, although it is only a few strokes, it is very powerful."

"As soon as I saw the word 'drunk' on the painting, I liked it very much. It seems that there is a very superb swordsmanship in the word." It is not for nothing that Yang Le is extremely smart. He has read the original work so many times.

, of course remember these words.

As Yang Le expected, Ding Jian said: "Brother Feng is indeed a famous swordsman. Dan Qingsheng, the owner of our fourth village, said: He painted this painting after being drunk that day, and unintentionally a sword energy was contained in it. This is his

The most proud work of my life, but unfortunately, I can no longer draw it after I sober up. Brother Feng can actually reveal the mystery in this painting at a glance. I think the fourth owner of the village will definitely make you a confidant. I will go and ask him for instructions.

Wait a moment, you two." He said and walked in.

"I didn't expect that you also know how to calligraphy and painting." Ren Yingying said to Yang Le.

Yang Le smiled mysteriously and said proudly: "I know a lot more!"

At this time, a person walked in and leaned against the door with a wine glass. Ding Jian said to him: "Master of the village, this is the Feng Daxia from Huashan. When I saw your splash-ink sword technique, I saw the hidden meaning in it."

There is a set of swordsmanship."

"This is Dan Qingsheng, so young? Still a bit handsome?" This is what Yang Le thought when he saw this person.

Dan Qingsheng looked drunk, took a sip of wine, looked at the wine glass, and said: "You can see sword skills in my paintings. This man is amazing!"

"This must be a veteran of Danqingsheng!"

"My name is Zuo Yiyi." "I'm here, Feng Jianyi." Ren Yingying and Ren Yingying stepped forward and cupped their hands.

Dan Qingsheng leaned against the door, without even looking at the two of them. He stared at the wine glass in his hand and asked: "Can you draw and use a sword?" This question was a bit rude, as if he looked down on Yang Le.

"Bai Letian's poem about the joy of Hangzhou goes: 'The red sleeves weave silk to praise the persimmon leaves, and the green flag sells wine while the pear blossoms are blooming.' You should drink pear blossom wine from an emerald cup. The four owners of the village are indeed great drinkers." Yang Le was not annoyed either.

Directly paraphrasing the words of the original work, he walked up to Dan Qingsheng and said, Yang Le also learned wine tasting before traveling through time, but he tasted red wine.

When the painter heard this, he laughed, patted Yang Le on the shoulder and said: "A fellow, brother, friend, brother, I am good at wine, good at painting, and good at swordsmanship. They are known as the three great things. Among the three great things, wine is the first, and painting is the best."

Secondly, I am the last in swordsmanship. Come on, brother, I’ll treat you to a drink, come on, come on!”

"Okay! Now that you meet someone of the same kind, you should be drunk until you get home." Yang Lehao ​​laughed angrily.

Ren Yingying looked at Yang Le in surprise and thought: "I didn't expect that he is still an alcoholic!"

The three of them entered Danqingsheng's wine room. As soon as they entered the door, there was a strong aroma of wine. Yang Le sniffed it and said, "Okay, here is Sanguotou's aged Fenjiu. Well, this Baicao wine is just for fear."

It has been seventy-five years, and the monkey wine is even more rare." Even if he has not read the original work, his sense of smell is far superior to ordinary people, so he can certainly smell it.

Dan Qingsheng immediately clapped his hands and said: "Awesome, Brother Feng, you are so awesome! As soon as you arrived in my wine room, you could already sniff out the famous wines I had hidden. It's really amazing!"

"Senior has more than just three famous wines in his collection. This Shaoxing daughter's red wine is top quality, and this wine from Turpan in the Western Region, four steamed and four brewed, is second to none in the world." Yang Le said again.

Dan Qingsheng immediately exclaimed: "My four-steamed and four-brewed Turpan wine is sealed in wooden barrels. You can smell it. It's amazing! It's amazing!"

Yang Le raised the corner of his mouth and said: "To be honest, senior, my five senses are far superior to ordinary people. Besides, you can still smell the aroma of such good wine even if it is hidden in a cellar several feet underground."
Chapter completed!