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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 124 Teaching the Sword

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    Chapter 124 Teaching the Sword

    Seeing Yue Jingting's hesitant look, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He didn't bother to be familiar with him, so he stretched out his hand.

    The long sword at Yue Jingting's waist suddenly flew out, drew an arc in the moonlight, and gently floated into Xiao Yuesheng's hand.

    Xiao Yuesheng took the plain handkerchief handed over by Li Ruoyun, wiped the handle of the sword, shook his head, and smiled gently at Yue Jingting: "Don't let your palms get sweaty, otherwise, how can you control the sword?"

    Yue Jingting scratched his head and thought for a while, feeling a little confused.

    Xiao Yuesheng's mind-reading ability was working, and he knew that his mind was confused, so he explained gently: "When you hold the sword, you must abandon all distracting thoughts. Your heart should be calm, unwavering, full of energy, and empty. Once you are nervous, your palm should be steady.  Sweating will affect the swordsmanship, and a slight difference can make a difference a thousand miles."

    "Ah, that's it!" Yue Jingting nodded vigorously. He had never heard of this from his master before, but it was new and interesting.

    Xiao Yuesheng returned the Yuebai Supa to Li Ruoyun, held the sword and pondered slightly, recalling the Huashan School's swordsmanship in his mind.

    He really doesn't have a good impression of the current Huashan Sect because he has little experience in it, and he disdains its martial arts. However, in order to let the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect learn more about it, he has also gone there and has compiled the secrets of the Huashan Sect.  I flipped through it and wrote it down.

    "Well, let's see if that's the case." Xiao Yuesheng rehearsed it in his mind, felt confident, and started to draw his sword.

    In Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s eyes, the Huashan Sect¡¯s swordsmanship is insignificant, but the fact that the Huashan Sect can be ranked among the six famous sects naturally has its advantages.

    He stretched his arms and stretched his waist, the sword light flashed, sometimes urgently and sometimes slowly. Under the moonlight, layers of cold light flickered, like ripples on the surface of the lake, rippling away. Yue Jingting could feel the waves of cold air coming towards his face.

    But at this time, he didn't care anymore. His eyes were so bright that they eclipsed the stars in the sky. He could also turn a blind eye to Li Ruoyun's graceful face and just stared at Xiao Yuesheng.

    His qualifications are dull, and his master has given up on him. When he taught him martial arts, he only taught him once and did it hastily. He needed to ask other senior brothers for advice, which was inevitably contradictory. In addition, he had a poor memory, which made him wrong.  If you make mistakes, the moves you practice are really very different.

    At this time, seeing the exquisiteness of the Huashan Sword Technique performed by Xiao Yuesheng, which was even better than that of Huashan Su Lao, Yue Jingting, an authentic disciple of the Huashan Sect, could tell at a glance that he was overjoyed and watched intently.

    Xiao Yuesheng stopped his sword and calmed down. He smiled at Yue Jingting who was stunned and said: "What, it's Huashan swordsmanship?"

    "It's my Huashan swordsmanship!" Yue Jingting nodded vigorously, and then regained his absent-mindedness, seeming to still be immersed in the sword light just now.

    Xiao Yuesheng would not let him continue to think wildly. He coughed lightly and said with a smile: "How about teaching this set of swordsmanship to my little brother?"

    "Ah?" Yue Jingting couldn't help but froze, and then waved his hands vigorously: "No, no, I'm very stupid, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn."

    Li Ruoyun was sitting not far away. Hearing this, he couldn't help but frown and glance at Yue Jingting.

    "Since I want to teach it to you, I will naturally let you remember it." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand casually and said with a faint smile: "But sword moves are dead, but people are alive. Don't try to show off your power with a set of sword skills.  Martial arts.¡±

    Yue Jingting nodded, although he didn¡¯t quite understand, let alone why he knew the Huashan Sect¡¯s swordsmanship. Could it be that he was actually a senior master of the Huashan Sect?  !

    "You stand in front of me." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and ordered in a gentle voice.

    Yue Jingting was extremely convinced by him at this time. Hearing this, he stepped forward without hesitation and stood opposite Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Close your eyes." Xiao Yuesheng ordered calmly.

    Yue Jingting immediately closed his eyes, causing Li Ruoyun on the side to shake his head. This Yue Jingting is really not suitable for entering the martial arts world. Even if he has superb martial arts, he will inevitably suffer losses and turn somersaults.

    Xiao Yuesheng gave a slight shake and returned the long sword to the scabbard on Yue Jingting's waist. He freed up his hands and kept flipping them in front of his chest, making gestures with his fingers, constantly changing. It was extremely complicated, but graceful and beautiful. His usually gentle face was serious and solemn.  He is very rare.

    Finally, his hands stopped, returned to the sword technique, and gently touched Yue Jingting's temples on both sides.

    Yue Jingting groaned, his body trembled, and then he froze, his eyes closed tightly, his eyelids twitching, but his eyes kept moving.

    Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hands, and made a gesture to withdraw his strength. Fang slowly stepped away and came to Li Ruoyun's side.

    "Senior brother, what are you doing?" Li Ruoyun looked a little confused. His bright eyes turned and the light flowed, and he turned to look at him.

    "Engrave the sword technique just now into his mind." Xiao Yuesheng said casually, looking at Yue who was stiff and motionless.Jingting.

    Li Ruoyun was also confused. He didn't know what his senior brother meant just now. Seeing that he was absent-minded and didn't want to say more, he stopped asking and asked again in the future.

    The two of them sat quietly on the soft green grass, shoulder to shoulder, looking at the ice wheel hanging high in the sky, surrounded by gauze, hazy and mysterious. The night here was quiet and beautiful.

    The two of them were enjoying the quiet atmosphere when Yue Jingting suddenly woke up, shook his arms, turned around and looked around with a blank look in his eyes.

    "Little brother, how are you? Do you remember?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    Yue Jingting thought for a while, and quickly rehearsed the sword move in his mind. It was extremely clear, and he was constantly struck by excitement and surprise.

    With a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed. His figure flashed and he swung the long sword, imitating what was recorded in his mind.

    "It's just that even though he remembered it and used it, it was not like that. It was still awkward and ugly, and there was no subtlety at all.

    Even so, he was overjoyed. He had never been able to remember a set of swordsmanship so clearly. This feeling was incomparably wonderful.

    Seeing him swinging the sword endlessly, Xiao Yuesheng's face was filled with excitement and madness. He couldn't help waving his hands and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, take a break for now. If you want to practice, you can practice again in the future."

    Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice sounded directly in Yue Jingting's mind. He couldn't help but put away his sword. Only then did he remember that everything beautiful was given by the person in front of him. He couldn't help but return the sword to its sheath, stepped forward, cupped his fists and bowed: "Mr.  It¡¯s a great kindness, I¡¯ll never forget it!¡±

    "It doesn't have to be like this." Xiao Yuesheng stood up with Li Ruoyun. He glanced at Li Ruoyun, who was as cold as ever, and said with a gentle smile: "My junior sister was moved when she saw you working hard and making progress, so I asked you to give you a meeting gift."

    "Thank you, Fairy!" Yue Jingting didn't know the names of the two of them, so he thanked him respectfully. The fairy's cry was sincere. Under the clear moonlight, Li Ruoyun's moon-white robe was fluttering in the wind, really like fireworks from another world.  Fairy.

    "That's it, let's just send the Buddha to the west!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed and took out a white jade pendant from his arms. It was simple and exquisite, and he looked at it calmly.

    He handed the white jade pendant forward: "Wearing this jade pendant close to your body will help you calm down and practice your martial arts. If your life is in danger, you can crush the jade pendant and I will appear immediately."

    Yue Jingting immediately declined. One look at its appearance and he knew that this white jade pendant was extremely precious and valuable. He was a stranger to them, and it was already a rare opportunity to be taught a set of swordsmanship. To accept such a valuable thing again, what a rare opportunity.  Aren¡¯t you too greedy?  !

    "You can just take it." Li Ruoyun said lightly, his voice was as cold as the silver glow cast by the moonlight.

    Yue Jingting was a little embarrassed, and then he accepted the jade pendant with a sense of shame.

    Immediately, he thought of asking for the names of the two of them, so as not to know the names of the benefactors after receiving a favor.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not hide anything. He told their names and said with a smile that there was no need to keep them secret. If a senior really asked, he could tell them openly.

    "Senior brother, what's the use of just teaching him a set of Huashan swordsmanship?" Li Ruoyun, who had changed into a nightgown, handed over the tea cup and couldn't help but ask senior brother.

    They were currently in Hanyan Pavilion and had teleported back from the ruined temple. Compared with Hanyan Pavilion, there was a huge difference.

    Both Xiao Yuesheng and Li Ruoyun changed into nightgowns. The silk nightgowns were pressed against their bodies, soft and smooth, and indescribably comfortable.

    "Xiaodie and Xiaoqing have both gone to bed, and they did not disturb others. Li Ruoyun made tea in person, with an elegant and dignified posture and graceful manner.

    Xiao Yuesheng lazily leaned on a fragrant couch, as if he could smell the faint body fragrance of Master Wen Yubing, opened the tea cup, blew the hot air, and replied casually: "If he is a talented person, a set of swords  The method is enough, otherwise, there is no need to put too much thought into it.¡±

    "Alas, he is really pitiful!" Li Ruoyun sat down on Jindun in front of the couch, holding a snow porcelain tea cup, shaking his head and sighing.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head and said with a smile: "Foolish people have their own stupid clothes, and everyone has their own destiny. Why should junior sister worry too much?!"

    "He practices so hard, but his martial arts is so low. I always feel that God is unfair." Li Ruoyun's voice suddenly became softer, and his bright eyes turned to the senior brother: "Isn't that right?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He just lowered his head and drank tea without arguing with her, but the look on his face was full of disapproval.

    Li Ruoyun felt sweet in her heart, and her cold jade face became soft, delicate, and radiant. She could feel her elder brother's pampering towards her. Even though she didn't take it seriously and didn't want to meddle in other people's business, she still obeyed her in the end and helped the Huashan disciple.

    "Seventh Senior Brother, how did you become so powerful?!"In the mountain sect, in a small forest, Song Yuting was holding a wooden sword and questioning Yue Jingting in a sweet voice, pouting her lips, which was quite sincere.

    The two have always been good friends and often competed with each other in swordsmanship. Song Yuting has excellent aptitude, with good memory and understanding, while Yue Jingting learned most of his martial arts from his junior sister since childhood.

    "Hehe" Yue Jingting scratched his head and smiled honestly, full of excitement, but smiled without answering.
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