The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

This night, the moon and stars are sparse.

On the sparkling sea, a large jet-black ship suddenly sailed.

Under the moonlit night, darkness shrouded.

The big boat is also painted black, it is not easy for ordinary people to distinguish it with naked eyes.

Later, it was found that this big ship had a female wall as high as half a person. There were battle grids and arrow holes on the wall, covered with raw cowhide. .

The city wall is made of wood instead of masonry to prevent it from being too heavy.

At this moment, Zhao Qiu was dressed in black, standing on the rock with his hands behind his back, the moonlight shone like water on his black clothes, making his face more calm and calm.

Suddenly, the sound of guzheng came from the big boat. The sound was melodious, tactful, and moving, like the tinkle of spring water in a stream, but also sad, like the orchids in the valley.

Even though Zhao Qiu's originally peaceful mood was affected by this sound, he seemed to have returned to the ancient times, and it seemed to have returned to the past.

In the flat voice, there is profoundness, but the lingering sound is sharp and the aftertaste is lingering.

Suddenly, Zhao Qiu whistled softly.

In the first life, although he didn't know the rhythm, he has been reincarnated for many lives and learned a lot.

What's more, he has inherited the experience of many people, so he has naturally mastered the rhythm.

It may not be perfect, but after all, I understand a lot.

Amidst the whistling sound, he actually endowed it with his own experience and insights.

Amidst the whistling sound, there are suddenly gold and iron horses, killing millions, as if you are in an ancient battlefield;

Gradually, the sound of the guzheng was suppressed.

At this time, the sound of the guzheng stopped suddenly, and Zhao Qiu also stopped the whistling.

The man in black behind him, as well as the people on the warship, were affected by the sound of the guzheng and howling, and were filled with grief and joy for a moment, with tears in their eyes, but they have not recovered yet.

"The bird rests and the fish does not move, the moon shines on the night and the river is deep. There is nothing outside the body, but there is only the qin in the boat. The seven strings are good friends, and the two ears are bosom friends. A quiet mind means a quiet voice, and there is no past or present."

Zhao Qiu pondered while walking on waves.

In the sky, starlight gradually fell and converged, gathering in the voice of Zhao Qiu.

His legs and feet, using the starlight, went on waves.

It turned out that his method of bigu had been practiced for several generations, and finally reached a new level.

"My bigu method is to absorb the essence of the sun, moon and stars in the air for my own use. Originally, I only absorbed one or two tiny grains a day. In recent days, it has improved by leaps and bounds, which is more than ten times better than at the beginning! There are fish in the north, and the other It's called Kun, and the size of the Kun doesn't know how many thousands of miles it is! How about calling this technique the Great Kun Gong!"

Zhao Qiu's thoughts were running in a flash.

Not long after, he was under the big boat, and with a light tap on the toe of his right foot, he rose one zhang, and then he pushed on the hull with his left foot, and went up another zhang, repeating this, after a few breaths, his body fell down. On the wall of the ship.

The people on those boats have not yet reacted.

"Brother Hu came in person, the divine skill seems to be granted by God, it is really gratifying, but it is also frightening!"

On the deck, there is a guzheng.

Before Guzheng, he was a very delicate and gentle boy, although he was dressed gorgeously, but not too much.

It's just that the boy's eyes seem to be no different from ordinary people.

However, Zhao Qiu saw emptiness and nothingness in those eyes.

Even Zhao Qiu couldn't help sighing inwardly: "Young Master Pianpian, what a pity you're blind!"

"Go back all!"

Following the boy's wave of his hand, a group of warriors who were armed to the teeth retreated quickly.