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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 33: Carrying the Sword

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    Chapter 33 Carrying the Sword

    Hearing Bei Jinyi¡¯s words, Master Jiejie slowly closed his eyes and remained silent.

    The clear chirping of tired birds returning to the forest was faintly heard, and the hall was silent. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the windows, reflecting into the hall, soft and dim, and the smell of sandalwood was soothing.

    The scene of getting along with Xiao Yuesheng flashed before my eyes. At this time, in my mind, that ordinary figure became more and more ethereal, as if it was wrapped in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

    The man who killed his own disciples and his whole family was possessed of extraordinary palm power, and he could not be saved, but he was finally killed by her sword, and he felt so happy that it was unspeakable.

    Since returning to the mountain, Master Jiejie has been constantly recalling the words and deeds of the great disciple of the Shuiyun Sect. The more he thinks about it, the more profound and unfathomable he becomes.

    After a long while, Master Miejie, who still closed his eyes, said quietly: "Has the Shuiyun Sect's swordsmanship become very good?"

    "Yeah." Bei Jinyi nodded gently, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of shocking the master.

    ¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡­One person is enough to prosper a country, and one person is enough to destroy a country, that¡¯s all!¡± Tai Miejie sighed, with a look of despair on his face.

    Her slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and her cold, electric gaze seemed to be completely unsheathed, slowly scanning the delicate faces of the two disciples.

    Zhou Zhiruo only felt that her face was as hot as burning, but a cold air suddenly appeared on her back, running along the Ren pulse, straight up to the jade pillow, and she couldn't help but hang her head slightly.

    "How good is Shuiyun's swordsmanship?" Master Jue looked back at Bei Jinyi and softened slightly.

    She likes Bei Jinyi as a disciple very much, but she cannot entrust her with the heavy responsibility of being the leader. His temperament is too gentle and his talents are slightly lacking, and he cannot support a big sect like Emei.

    "It's no worse than our swordsmanship or Wudang's swordsmanship." Bei Jinyi said softly, with no expression on Xiuya's face.

    She knew in her heart that the swordsmanship performed by Li Ruoyun was even better than that of Emei, and only the master's extinguishing sword and absolute sword could compete with it.

    "Do you remember?"

    "Well, let's let the junior sister do it, she has a good memory!" Bei Jinyi hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, who had her face lowered.

    " When it comes to excellent qualifications, among the disciples of Master Miu, only Ji Xiaofu, who has long since lost her soul, can rival Zhou Zhiruo.

    Zhou Zhiruo raised her head and said hurriedly: "Master, I have not fought with them, so I have been paying attention to their moves I only remember one move."

    "Okay, Jinyi will try using the Returning Wind and Willow Sword." Master Jue did not blame her disciple for only remembering one move, and her tone was calm as usual.

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    Bei Jinyi's slender and graceful body left the futon, stood up gracefully, and slowly drew the sword from Liu's waist. The sound of unsheathing was very soft, and a cold light flashed, making the slightly dim hall a little brighter.

    Although Bei Jinyi's long sword is not a hair-cutting sword and cannot cut iron like clay, it is still much sharper than an ordinary long sword.

    Zhou Zhiruo stood up when she saw her master, then she also got up from the futon, unsheathed her sword, and stood opposite her senior sister handsomely.

    Bei Jinyi gently moved the long sword in her hand, and followed the trend. The long sword cut through the air, extremely fast, with an elegance and softness, and lightly stabbed Zhou Zhiruo's left shoulder in front of the well.

    Zhou Zhiruo is very familiar with the Returning Wind Brushing Willow sword technique. She leans her delicate body to avoid the tip of the sword, picks up the long sword, and also uses the Returning Wind Brushing Willow sword.

    "Junior sister, be careful, watch your move!" Bei Jinyi stepped on the lotus step, shifted two steps, and the long sword suddenly accelerated, as fast as a stream of light, with a compelling momentum.

    Master Miejie¡¯s eyes were bright and sharp. She saw Zhou Zhiruo¡¯s sword move.

    Zhou Zhiruo tiptoed, then suddenly stepped back, her green shirt fluttering to prevent the opponent's sword from catching up to her. She raised her jade hand to meet the tip of Bei Jinyi's sword.

    The two sword tips were about to strike each other. Zhou Zhiruo's wrist suddenly applied force, and with a slight twist, a sword flower appeared from the sword tip, causing Bei Jinyi's long sword to pierce the center of the sword flower.

    "That's not right!" Bei Jinyi suddenly sheathed her sword and stopped abruptly, seemingly motionless. Between movement and stillness, she could see the heat.

    Master Miejie looked at Bei Jinyi, her cold-blade eyes revealing doubts.

    Bei Jinyi lowered her head slightly, her black hair reflected in ink, her forehead was as smooth as jade, her gentle eyebrows were lightly knitted, and she inadvertently revealed her elegant demeanor. She thought for a moment, made two gestures, nodded, and said: "Zhi  If this move only has its form but not its spirit,you can try attacking me with your sword."

    Zhou Zhiruo also felt that she only had the shape and could not stop her senior sister's sword at all. She was not polite at the moment, straightened the sword and stabbed straight, stepping on the lotus step, her delicate body followed, and the body and the sword became one and struck with fierce momentum.

    This sword is full of energy and fire,Miejie nodded secretly, this young disciple is indeed extraordinary in qualifications.

    Bei Jinyi moved her shoulders slightly, clasped her jade wrist, and the sword tip turned into a silver flower. She met the powerful long sword and hit the opponent's sword tip.

    Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt that the tip of the sword was light and heavy, as if it was being sucked into a whirlpool. The sword seemed to be released from his hands. He hurriedly held it hard, but naturally lost his accuracy. The momentum of his body was driven forward faster and unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, he was with the sword.  The senior sister passed by by mistake, and her life gate was lightly touched.

    She was a little scared, knowing that the senior sister was merciful. If she met someone else, she would just need to apply a little more force and she would be lying down.

    Only then did we understand why Li Ruoyun of the Shuiyun Sect had made the heroes and senior sisters of the Wudang Sect helpless with just such a simple sword strike.

    Master Miejie¡¯s eyes were stunned. The sword just flashed in front of her eyes. She was proficient in martial arts and had a keen mind. She had vaguely seen through the mystery and couldn¡¯t help but admire it.

    Bei Jinyi made a few vague gestures, clasped his wrist and twisted the sword, imagining silver flowers. Finally, he shook his head, with a regretful look on his face, and sighed: "Master, this sword is not as powerful as the disciple's imitation."  Eleven, if Sister Li and Sister Lin use it, it will be ten times better, even Yu Erxia can't break the power of their swords!"

    Master Miejie nodded and asked, "How do you feel when you encounter this move?"

    "It doesn't seem difficult. It's just a smooth push. Come on, junior sister, you punch me." Bei Jinyi waved to Zhou Zhiruo, who was listening attentively.

    Zhou Zhiruo sheathed the sword and struck the senior sister with a light palm.

    When she was about to hit the middle sister between her breasts, she was about to withdraw her palm. Bei Jinyi's delicate body shrank and dodged, and her jade palm stroked with incredible speed. Zhou Zhiruo suddenly staggered and involuntarily reached forward.  step.

    Master Miejie nodded and understood the reason. This was quite similar to Wudang's Four Liang Dianqiang. However, the reason was this, and its subtleties must not be fully understood. Otherwise, in front of the Wudang Sect, it would be like playing tricks on others.  Be broken.

    "According to Sister Lin, Senior Brother Xiao taught them four sword techniques in total. Each person has one move named after him. This is just the Ruoyun sword technique. We can't force out the other three moves, for fear that they will be more powerful.  Strong!" Bei Jinyi smiled sadly, but also envied Li Ruoyun and the others. She must be very happy to have a sword move named after her

    Although the Four Swords of Shuiyun were created by Xiao Yuesheng on a whim, it took him a lot of thought to create the most suitable swordsmanship for each of the four women according to their temperament. Each person's temperament and sword intention are consistent, and the power is doubled.

    That style of Ruoyun Sword is quiet and inactive, and uses stillness to stop it. It has a bit of the meaning of Tai Chi swordsmanship. It seems to be slow, but it is fast and unparalleled. The mental method of controlling the sword is extremely mysterious, and the power contained in the sword is ever-changing.  , far beyond the Tai Chi swordsmanship.

    When the four of Li Ruoyun formed a sword formation, the four of them each used their own sword moves. The four swords fired together were rare in the martial arts world, and only Xiao Yuesheng understood its power.

    Bei Jinyi is not stupid. By observing sword moves and his own experience, he can barely imitate Ruoyun Sword and get the basics of it. It is not easy.  For example, the Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick technique is of little use despite its unique moves.

    "Oh -! Forget it, let's find an opportunity to learn from my teacher personally!" Master Jue thought about it for a while, but had no clue, so she calmed down and wanted them to go down and rest.

    "Master, there is one more thing that needs to be made clear" Bei Jinyi's elegant face showed a wry smile and she looked at Zhou Zhiruo.

    Seeing the young disciple¡¯s beautiful face turning red, Master Miejie lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes, and couldn¡¯t help but snorted curiously: ¡°What¡¯s the matter?!¡±

    Bei Jinyi bit her jade teeth gently, rubbed her jade hands, sighed, and said: "This time in Wudang Mountain, I met Song Daxia's son, Song Qingshu Shaoxia. He seemed to like Zhiruo very much, and his disciples were afraid that he would come to propose marriage"

    "Song Qingshu?" Master Miejie read a sentence softly and nodded: "I heard from Jingxuan that the jade-faced little Mengchang is said to be a leader among the young generation. He can be said to be a dragon or a phoenix among people. Why, Zhiruo  dislike?"

    "Zhiruo already has a sweetheart!" Bei Jinyi pursed her lips and smiled, but it was a bit astringent. She hid it well and couldn't tell.

    Master Miejie was silent immediately and lowered his eyes.

    Seeing the master's face, Bei Jinyi didn't dare to say anything anymore and kept silent.

    The hall became quiet again, and the sound of Yingying's squeaking could be heard faintly. Bei Jinyi knew that the female disciples were resting and laughing after finishing their exercises.

    Occasionally glancing at the pale young disciple, Master Miejie¡¯s eyes flickered slightly, and the thoughts in his mind kept changing.

    " Among her disciples, although their qualifications are not bad, they are not amazingly talented. Only this little disciple is clever and smart, and has some scheming, so he can barely become the leader.

    Not a virgin, from the Emei sectExtreme martial arts skills are difficult to pass on, and she must not marry before she takes over as the leader. Besides, ordinary people are not worthy of Zhiruo.

    After a long while, Master Jiejie opened his mouth and said coldly: "If you are a disciple of our sect, you can't do it!"

    "It's Xiao Nanqiu from the Shuiyun Sect!" Bei Jinyi looked at the master's face carefully and said softly.

    "He¡ª¡ª?!" Master Miejie raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhou Zhiruo

    When Li Ruoyun and Lin Xiaoqing walked across the cold lake and came to the lakeside cabin, the scenery in front of them surprised them.

    There are two more small wooden houses. They are simple and exquisite. They are so touching that I can't wait to live in them.

    To their surprise, flowers have been planted between several wooden houses, including peonies, peonies, autumn chrysanthemums, crabapples, magnolias There are many types and they grow extremely luxuriantly.

    The flowers are blooming brilliantly and colorfully, and their light fragrance lingers by the lake, which is refreshing to smell.

    Li Ruoyun and Lin Xiaoqing looked at each other with doubts, and seemed to have a strange aura, not like the work of Xiaodie and Xiaoqing.

    "Ruoyun, Xiaoqing, come in!" Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice rang in their ears, causing the two people who were bending over to admire the flowers to stand up and walk in.

    The two of them opened the curtain and entered the room, and saw the bright room. The eldest brother was dressed in a green shirt, sitting at the round pine table with a faint warm smile, which made the whole room warm.

    After taking two steps, the two of them suddenly realized that there was a strange woman sitting next to the senior brother. Her plain moon-white Luo shirt was moderately cut, which made her tall and graceful body, slender neck, and elegant.  The temperament hits your face.

    Seeing them come in, the woman stood up gracefully, and they could see her face clearly. She had a melon-seed face, white and crystal clear, and exquisite facial features. She was really a beauty who was not inferior to them.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood up, waved them over, patted their shoulders, and said with a smile: "Ruoyun, Xiaoqing, just call her Sister Wei Su Xin, this is Li Ruoyun, Lin Xiaoqing, they are mine.  Second Junior Sister and Third Junior Sister."

    The three of them greeted each other separately. Li Ruoyun and Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when they saw each other saluting each other. Her every move was elegant and moving. Compared with them, they looked clumsy and awkward.

    Xiao Yuesheng took in all their expressions, smiled secretly in his heart, and said: "From now on, Su Xin will teach you the art of etiquette."

    "Grooming?" They were very unfamiliar with this name.

    "It's just the usual etiquette." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and asked them to sit down. Xiaodie and Xiaoqing served tea.

    Li Ruoyun and Lin Xiaoqing nodded, their moods quite complicated, and the looks they looked at Wei Suxin were also complicated, with vague hostility, but they suppressed it.

    Seeing her sitting so close to their senior brother, they felt a little uncomfortable, as if their territory had been invaded by someone else.

    Lin Xiaoqing sat next to her elder brother, and the faint fragrance hit Xiao Yuesheng's nose, which made him feel funny but also enjoyed it.

    How could Wei Suxin not know about their vague hostility, but she didn't care about it since she was born in the palace. In the harem, the concubines were radiant in appearance, but their hearts were full of darkness and ugliness, and they often killed people with smiles on their faces. Comparing this,  In her eyes, the two girls were very innocent and lovely.

    "You have met the Six Heroes of Wudang. Isn't it an eye-opener?" He flicked the snow porcelain tea cup with his fingers, and the sound was like the clear sound of jade rock, which made them come back to their senses and look at him.

    "Well, Yu Sanxia's injury has healed, and we have also practiced swordsmanship with the Wudang Five Heroes Senior brother, those flowers outside are very beautiful, who planted them?" Lin Xiaoqing's sense of crisis at this moment was extremely strong, Wudang and his party  knowledge is not very important.

    "It was done by Su Xin, isn't it very beautiful?" Xiao Yuesheng laughed.

    "Oh." Lin Xiaoqing glared at her senior brother hatefully, feeling that his smile was indescribably annoying, and didn't want to talk to him anymore. She turned to her senior sister Li Ruoyun and said: "Senior sister, we have been a little tired after a long day's journey. Let's  Let¡¯s go back and take a rest?!¡±

    Li Ruoyun nodded, glanced at his senior brother, nodded to the gentle and gentle Wei Suxin, turned around and walked out of the hut.

    The three junior sisters were different from their usual smiling and charming behavior. Xiao Yuesheng felt that they were indescribably cute and did not stop them. He smiled and watched them leave, passing through the cold lake like an arrow and leaving the cold valley.

    The two came gracefully and left angrily, with the snow porcelain tea cup yet to be opened.

    "Young master, you are so bad!" Wei Suxin pursed her lips and smiled softly, obviously seeing that Xiao Yuesheng was deliberately making them angry.
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