Indestructible Primordial Spirit

Sixty to seventy miles southwest of Hongshan County, a remote mountain village, among the bamboo forests where the morning dew has just disappeared and the sun is shining. The breeze was awakening, and the birds were awake at the beginning, and they were so busy, while a few seven or eight-year-old boys were humming the unknown tune, digging bamboo shoots with their buttocks.

When those little bamboo shoots that are too thick and knuckles are pulled out with the dirt, and then thrown into the bamboo basket covered with spring mud behind them, the natural joy always creeps up to the children's eyebrows.

This place is called Qingyun Mountain, and it is far from the official roads of Hongshan County. Few outsiders usually arrive here.

"咴 儿 咴 儿 ......" A loud horse hissed across the mountains, breaking the tranquility and startling a bird.

"Yeah ... what a voice!" A fat boy was startled, and the children in this mountain had never even heard the sound of a horse.

The bamboo forest occupies a high area, and the children look around. They are seeing a rugged mountain path, a monster that is red and fiery, taller than a cow is standing there, and the protruding nose and mouth are breathing white gas.

The children did not scream, not because they were calm, but because a young man in a red cape and a black jacket was riding on the scarlet monster. In the innocent hearts of children, it is natural to think that things that can be ridden by people, although they look strange, should be no different from cattle?

"The bamboo here is really interesting, it is really like white jade, and even the bamboo leaves are translucent!" The young man on the red horse flashed his eyes: "The four seasons here are clear, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the bamboo growing here has passed The sun and the rain, the snow and the frost are definitely of good quality. The flute made of such bamboo is definitely not bad, and the shape does not need much modification. This trip is worthwhile! "

Yes, the young man was Lu Luren, and the regret of the dragon made him decide to choose a good bamboo and make a bamboo flute. Lu Buqi did not think about the special significance of this matter. He only knew that since he promised the dragon to leave and the dragon did not regret it, he could deal with it in his spare time.

Originally, Lu Buqin went to Zhong Yan, the chief instrument of Hongshan County. After all, he had a specialization in the art industry. Although he had a clear impression of the making of flute in his mind, it was a wild road in the end. In the case of anti-dogs, he decided to visit.

I found "Zhiyin Pavilion" from Zhong Yan's mansion, because Zhong Yan was doing a show there. But I didn't think that, there, Lu Buqi had touched his nose ...

The leader of the instrument Zhong Yan respected the arrival of Lu Buqi on the surface. After all, Lu Buqi's identity made him very jealous, but he was full of arrogance when his words were right.

There is a sentence that makes Lu not abandon very uncomfortable. Zhong Yan's original sentence said: "The music is not something you can control with joy. Master Lu does not understand other musical instruments and basic musical scores, so he talks about production. Wouldn't a new instrument run and jump like a child who hasn't yet learned to walk? "

Zhong Yan's words made sense, but he didn't pay attention. The tone of his speech was too ironic, and the look of Lu Buqian was undoubtedly disdainful.

The reason for Zhong Yan to say such things is because on the Zhiyin Pavilion, the Ganqian musician asked Lu Buqi to ask some questions, but Lu Fuqi gave an answer that he didn't understand anything.

In the eyes of these musicians, what Lu Bu said to learn about music scores was to be arty, but to them, it was simply profaning music.

Lu Buqie didn't think there was anything wrong with these musicians. He was willing to believe that these musicians were people who worked hard in this field, but what these people said really made him very upset.

His modesty turned out to be ignorance to others, which made Lu Buqi very unhappy.

No matter how unprofessional he is, he doesn't understand the rhythm. When he was in an orphanage in the previous life, he had the world's top ten level flute playing dean. He also said that he had a lot of talent in flute playing, although he didn't go to grade. However, when he was less than ten years old, his flute level would not be lower than seven.

However, Lu did not give up repeatedly, but he would just play those dozens of tunes, and later went with Master Xi Wu, although he played occasionally, but this aspect was somewhat unfamiliar. Therefore, Lu Buqian never thought that he knew the melody very much. In addition to the music and movement of the world, he could not understand it, so he came to ask for advice.

Touching the wall, Lu Buqi did not make a fuss like Zhong Yan and others, let alone burn the Zhiyin Pavilion, he just smiled, and then left.

As the so-called seeking others is better than asking for oneself, Lu does not give up and finally decides to study on his own. So he bought the basic movement from a book seller the first day and made all the preparations to inquire about the situation of collecting bamboo materials around Hongshan County. The next day Just arrived here.

Lu did not give up looking around, no doubt he could see those curious children. He pinched the tip of his nose and dropped Malay to allow the blood lion to move freely. He went up the hillside where the bamboo forest was located.

Seeing Lu Bu abandoned the hillside, the children looked a little scared, and retreated to one side. Lu Bu abandoned the scene and did not get too close. He greeted from a distance: "Excuse me, who is this bamboo forest?" "

Seeing that Lu Buqi didn't seem to be a dangerous person, the child's enthusiasm arose, and the timidity of the fat child disappeared a lot. The respondent said, "This bamboo forest is shared by our village. What are you doing?"

"I want to chop one or two of this Yunyu bamboo. Do I need to say a hello? Or give some money?" Lu Buqi laughed. There were children digging bamboo shoots. Obviously there were villages nearby. Lu Buqi didn't want to be strong. Take people's bamboo.

"No need, a little bamboo, not worth a few bucks!" A tough voice sounded: "This friend, you need Yunyu bamboo, just cut a few by yourself!"

Lu did not give up looking at the sound, but saw a man dressed in animal skin and dressed as an Orion. This life was powerful and powerful, his eyes were sharp, his expression was resolute, and at first glance he was a very good hunter.

"Uncle Nan Lu!" The children yelled, their expressions returned to nature, apparently the visitor had made all their worries and fears disappear.

Lu Buqi nodded slightly towards the man: "Thank you Xiongtai."

"No thanks, but please leave as soon as possible after you have taken the bamboo. We don't like to be disturbed by outsiders!" Nan Lu nodded expressionlessly, and then said to the children: "Please continue to dig bamboo shoots, the village is still waiting for use Then. "

"Yes, Uncle Nan Lu." The children responded nicely, and then continued to dig up the bamboo shoots, but from time to time, they looked at Lu and never gave up.

Seems to be a very exclusive village, Lu did not give up his heart slightly, but did not care too much, and began to look for bamboo suitable for flute making.

But at this moment, the blood lion under the forest **** hissed suddenly and alertly, and Lu Buqi's spirit was suddenly tense, and he heard the sound of a "chirping" like a chicken cry in the sound of the wind.

Nan Lu's face changed abruptly, a backhand turned over, a huge bow on his back was already in hand, and Yan Yan's arrow was wound, looking at the side of the bamboo forest with vigilance.

The crackling sound, the flower shadow flashed, and a slender and leopard flower leopard appeared there, with a flash of red in his eyes, and in the screams of children, they fluttered towards them like a sharp arrow.

"Damn!" Nan Lu Gang's teeth bite, and the arrows in his hands have whistled out, and the thick bowstrings make a harsh wave in the air.

The arrow shot out, and Nan Lu seemed to understand that the arrow could not stop the huge leopard, dropped it with a long bow, and picked up two hook knives from behind with a backstep, blocking his body in front of the children.

Double hook knives one by one, a weird collision sounded, the huge impact of Hua Leopard hit Nan Lu Jianshuo's body, but Nan Lu's two hook knives did not hurt Hua Leopard's fur at all.

It's not that Nanlu is too weak, but Huabao is very strong!

Yes, the leopard seems to be unattractive, and it has black and slick autumn garbage spots, but it is at least a sixth-order beast. The pair of hook knives chopped on its claws, and it couldn't hurt the slightest.

And from the power of the arrow shot by Nan Lu, we can see that Nan Lu is not weak. That arrow was missed, but whistling out, it was shot in a row, and there were no more than ten Yunyu bamboos within tens of meters. The strength of this hand was at least tens of thousands, and Nanlu shot with a touch of blood. .

Lu Buqi ’s heart trembled. In a small village, he saw a hunter casually, just a **** warrior?