After the wine slid down the throat and into the stomach, in addition to the mellow and sweet taste in the mouth, a warm feeling suddenly spread, and the abdomen was warm.

"Um?!"

Hong Kang felt something in his heart.

Immediately he started to run the "Hunyuan Yi Qigong" to refine the hot air.

With his subtle control of the true energy, Hong Kang could feel that the true energy was actually increasing.

"Could it be...?!"

Hong Kang raised his head and drank another glass.

Yes, it does have an effect on Qi.

Hong Kang remembered a saying: "Wine is the essence of food."

Because today's wine is not blended with alcohol and water, it is brewed purely from grains, using sorghum, rice, glutinous rice, wheat, corn, etc. as raw materials.

People who practice martial arts naturally need the essence of water and grain to refine their energy.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that some precious wines have this effect.

However, after taking a few more sips, Hong Kang discovered that the wine actually only made the Qi active, and it did not increase his cultivation by ten years after one sip as Hong Kang imagined.

Come to think of it, if there really was such a precious wine, Dan Qingsheng would have enjoyed it himself, so how could he hide it until now?!

However, Hong Kang thought of the "Five Treasures Honey Wine" from the [Five Immortals Sect]. This kind of wine might be able to increase a lot of vitality.

But the world is so big and there are countless high people, so not only the [Five Immortals Sect] has treasured wine?

Apart from anything else, would there be no one in the imperial palace?!

At this time, Zu Qianqiu drank the wine in the cup, and after a long time to discern the taste, he said: "Huh? There is a strange thing about this wine. It seems to be one hundred and twenty years old, and it seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old. There is something old in the new, and it seems like it is only twelve or thirteen years old.

There is something new among the old, but it’s hard to tell the difference for a while!”

Dan Qingsheng laughed loudly, blowing his beard straight, and said with a smile: "Good friend, you are indeed amazing. This is the secret I obtained from the swordsman Mo Hua'erche of the Western Regions with three moves of swordsmanship. Do you want to know?"

"

If there were other secrets, Zu Qianqiu would have declined.

But when it came to his favorite wine, Zu Qianqiu immediately bowed down: "To be able to brew such a good wine, even if it takes ten moves of swordsmanship, it is worth it. The four village owners only used three moves to get it.

That’s a huge advantage, and you’re asking Sizhuang to teach me.”

Dan Qingsheng was extremely happy to see Zu Qianqiu's unpretentious gesture.

Others who knew about it felt that they were losing money by exchanging sword moves for wine.

Now that I have met Zu Qianqiu, I know what a true bosom friend is!

Wait for three rounds of wine.

Hong Kang became interested and chanted: "Singing over wine, what's life like?!"

"I can't sing, but I have a song that can only be listened to by those who have a certain level of inner strength."

"Now, the few people present are all experts, would you like to hear Hong play a piece of music?!"

The bald pen man said: "Okay! What instruments does Brother Hong need? My eldest brother has them all."

Hong Kang stretched out his hand and a flute appeared in his hand, whirling. He smiled and said, "Hong is prepared."

When I left the wine room, I found that the sky was no longer bright and the bright moon had risen.

They drank it for several hours without knowing it!

The moonlight is high in the sky, adding a bit of tranquility.

Behind him, Dan Qingsheng hugged the large wooden barrel full of wine and poured it out to several others. The wine was as red as blood.

Hong Kang stepped forward a little, like a flying bird, and landed gently on the roof.

"What a handsome Qinggong!"

Dan Qingsheng held the wine barrel between his arms and praised sincerely.

Hong Kang is dressed in black clothes and has a tall figure. Under the moonlight, he looks even more calm.

"Woo~~~"

A low flute sound sounded leisurely.

The spirits of several people suddenly became excited, as if they heard the sound of the sea breeze blowing through the waves.

Hong Kang mobilized his true energy to mix into the sound of the flute, so that the soft sound of the flute could be transmitted very far.

"Kengkeng~~"

Suddenly, the sound of the flute became high-pitched and distant.

Along with Hong Kang's wonderful control over his voice, it's obviously just the pitch and pace of his voice, but it seems to make people see the vastness of the smoke and the rolling waves.

Because of his preference, Hong Kang slightly modified the artistic conception of the song here, removing the slightly softer and more intriguing rhyme and focusing on the vast, far-reaching, vast, turbulent and majestic parts.

It can make other people's true energy resonate with the sound of the flute, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down.

In this alternation of fast and slow, if others do not have enough control over their own true energy, they will gradually rise and fall with the sound of the flute, and finally the true energy will surge wildly and the meridians will swell and burst.

Of course, they were not enemies now, and Hong Kang failed to bring out the most hurtful nature of "Blue Sea Tide", so the few of them seemed to be boating on the sea under the bright moon and with the sound of the tide.

"Zheng~Zheng~Zheng~~!!"

suddenly,

A burst of exquisite sound came from the inner courtyard.

The faint sound of the piano sounds like the most delicate lover confiding in her ears, trying to retain her.

"Um?!"

Hong Kang was startled for a moment, then suddenly thought that it was Huang Zhonggong who was playing in the ensemble.

Smiling softly, the sound of Hong Kang's flute suddenly turned sharp, as if an athlete was about to fight against the sky.

"This is... the sound of big brother's piano?!"

The bald penman listened carefully and said.

"Yes, that's right, it came from my eldest brother," Dan Qingsheng affirmed, "I didn't expect that brother Hong's flute skills could attract eldest brother to play with him!"

In another room, Black and White was holding the chess pieces and thinking deeply, but was awakened by the sound.

“Brother’s piano sound?

Several people closed their eyes and listened.

The sound of the flute and the piano sometimes complement each other and play together, and sometimes they are in clear opposition.

The two voices are mixed together, and the tone is extremely weird.

Hong Kang's breath is sometimes soothing and sometimes cheerful, making the sound of the flute seem ethereal and illusory, subtle and deep, flowing like clouds and flowing water, filling the ears.

In the inner courtyard.

The sound of the piano is sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes silent, sometimes loud and loud...

Huang Zhonggong moved the five fingers on his right hand and started playing sonorously. The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and finally it was like the sound of golden drums and the galloping of thousands of horses.

Several people could only feel their chests pounding, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After listening to it for a while, my heart seemed to jump out of my chest, and I was suddenly startled.

"not good!!"

After Dan Qingsheng and Bald Pen Weng looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly.

"

They knew that when Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings and made sounds on the zither, he poured his true energy into the sound of the zither to disturb the enemy's mind. The true qi in the opponent's body resonated with the sound of the zither for a lifetime, and he was unknowingly controlled by the sound of the zither.

But the sound of Hong Kang's flute seems to have the power to disturb people's hearts.

Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei knew the abilities of their big boss, so they immediately guarded their minds.

But Zu Qianqiu slowed down a little, feeling dizzy and swollen in his head, and he was horrified in his heart: "Why do these two sounds have such great power and make people feel uncertain?"

The sound of the flute and the piano are soft and strong, exciting each other.

When the sound of the piano is as fierce as thunder, the sound of the flute is just like the phoenix of Kungang; and when the sound of the flute turns into a myriad of phenomena, with the wind howling and the clouds flying, the sound of the piano becomes like Xiaojiabiyu, gentle and fresh.

One is high and the other is low, the other is advancing and retreating, you come and I go, and neither is inferior to the other.

Hong Kang and Huang Zhonggong were fighting heartily here, but it was painful for the people listening to the music below.

Because Zu Qianqiu drank too much and didn't pay close attention to his mind in time at the beginning, his already dizzy head became more and more uncomfortable.

Suddenly he took a few quick steps and jumped into the pond in the village.

"Plop~~!"
Chapter completed!