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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 136 Snap of Fingers

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    Chapter 136 Snap of Fingers

    "Come in!" Master Dingyi's voice came slowly from inside the house.

    Yilin stood at the door, took a breath, pushed the door gently, stepped in with her little feet, and slowly moved to the master's bed.

    "Master." Yilin called out timidly.

    Master Dingyi opened her eyes, spinning the beads in her hand, and she looked at Yilin quietly.

    If Yilin was looked at by her master like this, she would have lowered her head in panic and wondered if she had made a mistake. But now, for some unknown reason, she felt a coolness between her brows and spread all over her body in an instant. Her mood did not fluctuate at all.  He looked at Master Dingyi quietly. Although his expression was timid, his bright eyes were as clear and tranquil as a deep spring in a deep valley.

    "Yilin, have you heard of the nonsense outside?" Master Dingyi asked gently, although her face was solemn, but her eyes showed kindness.

    "Master, I heard this." Yi Lin nodded lightly, her lips pursed tightly.

    Master Dingyi looked at her quietly. Seeing that she was unhurried and calm, she smiled, nodded, pointed to the couch and said, "Sit down and talk."

    Yilin stretched out her hand to bring an embroidery pier and gently sat down in front of the couch.

    "Those people outside say that grapes are sour because they can't eat grapes. You don't have to pay attention to them and just practice your martial arts with peace of mind." Master Dingyi said calmly as she twirled her prayer beads.

    "Yes, Master." Yilin lowered her eyebrows and responded with a smile, but her tone was somewhat comforting.

    "As for the formation, you just have to let nature take its course. If you can break it, break it. If you can't break it, don't force it Our Hengshan Sect's own swordsmanship is profound and profound. If we practice it well, it will be enough to protect ourselves. There is no need to pretend.  Asking for something from outside." Master Dingyi looked at Yilin kindly and said slowly.

    "Disciple understands." Yilin nodded.

    Master Dingyi looked at his disciple. She has been by his side since childhood. Although she is a disciple, she is no different from her daughter.

    "Yilin, your cultivation has greatly increased recently. Logically speaking, this is a good thing." Master Dingyi said kindly.

    Yilin looked at the master. Although she was simple, she was not stupid. She heard the implication of the master's words and said hurriedly: "Master, is there anything wrong?"

    Master Dingyi nodded: "It is gratifying to make rapid progress, but there are also hidden dangers. The foundation is unstable. Later, it is easy to go astray."

    "What should I do, disciple?" Yi Linyu's face changed.

    The term "deviation" means that people in the martial arts become obsessed with it. The higher the cultivation level, the most fearful thing is not other masters, but the obsession. In the least, the martial arts will be useless, and in the worst case, one's life will not be saved. Compared with others  Doing it is even scarier.

    "You, you have been working very hard these days, but you are practicing the mental skills taught by your elder brother!" Master Dingyi shook his head and sighed.

    "Master" Yilin lowered her head and gently twisted the corners of her monk's robe, feeling shy and uneasy.

    Master Dingyi waved his hand: "Master, I am not a narrow-minded person, No matter what mental method you practice, you are a disciple of Hengshan! Your elder brother's mental method is brilliant, and you can practice it well. There is no need to think wildly."

    "Master" Yi Lin raised her head and looked at Master Dingyi in surprise, quite unexpectedly.

    In Yilin¡¯s impression, the master was cold-tempered towards her eldest brother and had never had a good look on her. He must have been hostile to his eldest brother¡¯s martial arts, which made her very distressed.

    Master Dingyi gave her a stern look: "I don't understand your elder brother's mentality, so I still have to ask your elder brother about your current situation!"

    Although she said she wasn't surprised, her tone was serious because she couldn't give guidance to her disciples, which was really not something to be happy about.

    "Yes, Master." Yi Lin agreed softly, very excited.

    "Get out!" Master Dingyi waved her hand angrily.

    Yilin smiled. From now on, practicing her elder brother's mental skills, she no longer had to be secretive. She was so excited that she couldn't control it.

    Seeing Yilin slowly closing the door and walking away lightly, Master Dingyi smiled. Yilin's current martial arts skills are already the best among her disciples. She just lacks some practical experience and needs a little sharpening.  , is a master who can help support the Hengshan Sect.

    In recent years, as the host of Baiyun Temple, she has also vaguely felt the undercurrent of the Wuyue Sword Sect. The Hengshan Sect is like a small boat, in danger of capsizing at any time.

    It is a pity that the disciples of the Hengshan Sect are still young in cultivation and have average qualifications. There is no one as amazing and talented as Linghu Chong. When the three of them are there, they can certainly shock the younger generation. Once the three of them are not there, Hengshan will be shocked.  The future is worrying.

    Although Yilin is smart, she has a simple temperament and has no desires. She does not practice very hard, and her martial arts skills are only average among the disciples.

    But since I met Xiao Yihan, I got itAccording to the professor, Yi Lin's cultivation level has increased rapidly, and she has made rapid progress. Now, even Yi and Yi Qing are no match for her, and she has become the number one disciple of the three generations of Hengshan.

    Her sudden appearance can be regarded as a great boost for the Hengshan Sect. At least when facing Yue Buqun, they are confident and will not fall behind.

    In Yilin, Master Dingyi saw the future of the Hengshan School. As for whether Yilin¡¯s martial arts were from the Hengshan School, she didn¡¯t care much. She just had to master the Hengshan School¡¯s martial arts in the future.

    On this day, Master Dingyi was meditating in the house, when suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps was heard.

    "Come in and talk." Master Dingyi opened her eyes and said in a deep voice.

    The door was pushed open, but Zheng E, a lay disciple, ran in. Wearing a light green Luo shirt, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he said in a crisp voice: "Master, it's bad, Senior Sister Yiqing got into a fight with someone."

    Master Dingyi lifted her legs to lie down on the bed, put on her cloth boots, held a Buddhist bead in one hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Why do you do this? With whom?!"

    "Disciple didn't recognize it," Zheng E panted, shook his head, stomped his lotus feet bitterly, and hummed: "They surrounded us outside the formation, and uttered obscene words, saying that our Hengshan sect  ¡­¡±

    "Okay, there's no need to say anything." Master Dingyi raised her eyebrows, waved her hand vigorously, interrupting Zheng E's words, picked up the long sword from the couch, hung it on her waist, and said in a deep voice: "Lead the way, look.  Look!"

    Zheng E was refreshed and hurriedly walked to the front.

    The two of them left Xiao Mansion, and the streets of Luoyang City were bustling with people.

    There are countless small merchants and hawkers on both sides of the street, and their hawking sounds are diverse, with different accents from all over the world, which is really interesting.

    Most of them came from other places and crowded Luoyang City. Luoyang City now has many martial arts figures. Most of these martial arts heroes are wealthy people. Money is very easy for them, so they can't spend it.  Come on, spend money like water.

    ¡°Besides, they are not alone. Together with their friends, they will inevitably have a desire to compare and dazzle, and they will not regard money as money.

    Zheng E and Master Dingyi were not surprised and turned a blind eye to the strange things. They shuttled through the bustling crowd and used their body skills to move forward very fast like swimming fish.

    After leaving the south gate of Luoyang City, you can see a series of tents. There are paths connecting the tents, like a criss-crossing road.

    The two masters and apprentices passed through the tent and saw a group of people surrounding it from a distance. Shouting sounded from time to time, and more and more people rushed over.

    "Master, that's where it is!" Zheng E pointed over there.

    Master Dingyi nodded, her brows raised, her old face had sunk, like the bottom of a pot, showing no anger or authority.

    She didn¡¯t say anything and rushed over directly.

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    When he turned around, he stopped abruptly. He quickly closed his mouth and pretended that nothing happened. He turned around and continued to look inside.

    Master Dingyi was known for his reputation. He moved forward and stretched out his hands to push away those who were blocking the way. He was not polite. Others were helpless and did not dare to ask questions. They all pretended to be deaf and dumb, but they were very excited in their hearts.  This drama is getting better and better!

    In the blink of an eye, Master Dingyi and Zheng E came inside and saw the situation in the field.

    Yi Qing is fighting with someone, the sword light is flashing, dense and rigorous, and the moves are round, fully displaying the essence of Hengshan's swordsmanship.

    Her opponent is a sturdy man in his thirties, with a purple face and rough skin, obviously exposed to wind and sun all year round.

    He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and has a majestic appearance. He uses a long knife in his hand. The air is cold and the knife shines like a sword. Every time he swings the knife, his eyes open angrily, and they are as heavy as a thousand swords.  During the whole period, it seemed like a decisive battle was taking place on the battlefield, filled with a tragic and solemn momentum.

    If he encounters other swordsmanship, his fierce and fierce swordsmanship is so powerful that the winner has already been determined. However, Hengshan swordsmanship hides needles in the cotton and is good at defense. In terms of defense, it is only inferior to Wudang's Taichi swordsmanship.  , very few flaws.

    No matter how fierce he was, Master Yiqing's long sword drew a circle, neutralizing its force and making the defense airtight. Occasionally, he would strike with a sword that was so sharp that the big man was in a hurry and did not dare to attack with all his strength.

    The two of them were in a stalemate, one attacking and one defending, one strong and one soft, the scene was fierce and really beautiful to watch. Everyone watching the battle showed admiration on their faces and couldn't help but admire it. The swordsmanship of the Hengshan School is indeed extraordinary!

    Yilin stood aside, very close to the two of them, her bright eyes staring at the two who were doing it, her expression tense and focused, her little white jade hands tightly holding the corners of her sleeves.

    "Master Luo, work harder. After a while, Hengshan willThe people we sent have all come out. If they all come up to attack us, you won¡¯t be able to withstand them even if you have only three heads and six arms!  "Someone in the crowd shouted loudly and laughed.

    "Nonsense!" Yi Lin quickly turned her head to look, her bright eyes widened, and she yelled in a sweet voice: "We, the Hengshan Sect, will not besiege!"

    The man was an old man, with sinister eyebrows and twinkling eyes. He raised his head and made a heroic gesture: "Haha, little Master Yilin, you are kind and cute, and you would not be like this, but your fellow senior sisters may not be like this -  ¡ª!"

    Yi Linxiu's face flushed red, and she was about to argue, but she felt a cool breath spread between her eyebrows. Suddenly, her whole body felt refreshed, and her mind calmed down, like a pool of water.

    She smiled slightly and said calmly: "It is unfair for you to make rash judgments."

    Others were slightly surprised, wondering why she seemed to have changed into a completely different person, without any coyness at all, she was down-to-earth and as calm as the moon in the lake.

    Master Dingyi had already walked in, but she did not reach the innermost part. There was someone blocking the front. She glanced at the laughing old man, her face darkened, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Wan Qingshan, what nonsense are you talking about?"  ?!¡±

    She shouted like thunder, which made everyone's eardrums hurt. People turned their heads to look and saw her tall figure.

    Wan Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Master Dingyi, he suddenly looked embarrassed, scratched his head, and laughed: "I didn't expect Master Dingyi to come in person. I'm so glad to see you!"

    "Wanqingshan, what are your intentions behind talking nonsense and provoking words here?!" Master Dingyi had a sullen face, stepped forward, and slowly walked towards Wanqingshan.

    The people in front of Wan Qingshan all moved away, letting his skinny figure out, and presented him in front of Master Dingyi.

    When Master Yiqing saw the arrival of her master, she felt calm in her heart. Her sword skills became more and more perfect, one link after another, similar to the Tai Chi sword technique, and she was able to keep it to herself.

    Master Dingyi walked slowly and with a gloomy face, walked slowly to Wanqingshan, stretched out his hand, put it on the hilt of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "Wanqingshan, what else can you say this time?!"

    "Master, Master, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Wan Qingshan waved his hands hurriedly, with a smile on his face, and said eagerly: "Look at my bad mouth, it was itchy for a moment, I offended the noble sect, I am really sorry!"

    Under the gaze of everyone, he had a flattering smile on his face, his heart was not beating and his face was not red, and he seemed not to care.

    Master Dingyi stared at him closely, her eyes like swords. She looked at him for a long time, her face turned red, she felt guilty, and she did not dare to look at him.

    Master Dingyi removed his eyes and snorted coldly: "If there is a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

    "Haha, what a majestic power!" Someone in the crowd murmured secretly. Master Dingyi's eyes immediately swept over, scanning back and forth at the place where the sound came from, but without going into details, she turned around and looked at Yiqing.

    Yi Lin came over in a cute way and said softly: "Master."

    Master Dingyi turned around, glanced at her, and nodded: "Yilin, who is this person?"

    ¡°Disciple doesn¡¯t know either,¡± Yilin shook her head, blinked her bright eyes, and said, ¡°Master, this person is very rude. Master Yiqing is very angry that he scolded our Hengshan Sect.¡±

    Master Dingyi nodded, knowing it already. He glanced at the two people fighting in the field and asked Yilin: "This man has good martial arts skills. Can you take him down?"

    "Well" Yilin's delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and she thought for a while, then said in a hesitant and unconfident tone: "If I use my magical power, I wonder if he can avoid it"

    Master Dingyi glanced at her with a wry smile: "You don't know your own martial arts yet?!"

    "Master, this person has very high martial arts skills, but my disciples really don't know it." Yi Lin frowned her thin eyebrows, shook her head and said seriously.

    "Then let's give it a try." Master Dingyi hummed.

    Yilin hesitated for a moment, and seeing the firm look in her master's eyes, she could only nod in agreement.

    "Yiqing, stop!" Master Dingyi shouted in a deep voice, like a muffled thunder exploding in the sky, shaking the surrounding tents faintly.

    When Master Yiqing heard the words, she stepped back and jumped out of the circle. Ignoring the strong man, she came to Master Dingyi in a floating figure: "Master."

    "Yiqing, your martial arts have made great progress!" Master Dingyi said warmly.

    Master Yiqing returned her sword to its sheath and lowered her head with a look of shame: "Master, I am ashamed that I failed to win"

    Master Dingyi waved her hand: "Because your opponent is too strong, I don't blame you let Yilin go over and give it a try first!"

    ¡°Junior Sister Yilin, she¡± Senior Sister Yiqing looked worried.

    Even though he knew that Junior Sister Yilin¡¯s martial arts was better than his own, she was still too strong. If something happened to him, it would be unimaginable, and Master Yiqing was worried.

    ?"If she doesn't succeed, let this person go!" Master Dingyi snorted.

    She couldn¡¯t take action personally. She was asked to take action against such an unknown person. There was no one in the Hengshan sect?  !

    "Yes!" Master Yiqing nodded.

    The strong man had a sneer on his face, held the knife across his chest, and stared coldly to see what tricks the Hengshan Sect was playing.

    "This strong man, Yilin asks for advice!" Yilin came to him handsomely.

    The strong man¡¯s thick eyebrows furrowed, he glanced at Master Dingyi and his wife, and snorted coldly: ¡°I don¡¯t want to fight with you!¡±

    "Why is this?" Yilin asked in a sweet voice, her eyes wide open with a look of curiosity on her face.

    "You have little arms and legs. If I strike with a knife, you will be blown away by the wind of the knife!" The strong man's purple face was full of sneer.

    The people around him couldn't help but endure, but he was struggling. Ding Yishi's eyes swept around, which was a great deterrent.

    Yi Lin shook her head and said seriously: "My martial arts is very powerful, you have to be careful!"

    "Haha, is it true?" The big man raised his brows, glanced at her rather frivolously, and flicked the knife on his chest: "Okay, take my knife!"

    After saying that, he slashed with his sword, which was extremely abrupt.

    The sword was as bright as a drill, and it was extremely fast, and it cut straight towards Yi Lin's head. There was no mercy and no mercy in the attack, and it was extremely cruel.

    Yilin turned a blind eye to his frivolous gaze. She was not angry and had a calm expression. When she saw the light of the sword coming, she did not panic. She tapped her lotus feet lightly and swayed, like a small boat being supported by bamboo grass when it was leaving the shore.

    Just taking a step back, just a tiny bit to avoid the light of the sword.

    As she retreated, she looked calm and moved gracefully. Her little white jade-like hands reached to her waist, and she took out two crystal-white chess pieces from the lotus pouch on her waist. She calmly held them between her fingers, raised her head and shouted softly:  "Be careful with hidden weapons!"

    The strong man was startled. He quickly sheathed his long sword and held it in front of him. The sword danced into a ball of light, silvery white and snowy, really dazzling.

    Seeing that he was guarding her tightly, Yilin was not very confident. She was afraid that if she flicked out her finger, he would block it, so she remained silent and stared at him with her bright eyes.

    The strong man waved for a while, but when he saw that she just raised her hand in front of her chest, holding a chess piece between her fingers, but did not shoot it, he felt very annoyed, as if he had become a monkey trick.

    The light of his sword changed, and he shot forward with a bow. The light of the sword followed his body and stabbed straight at him, like a straight thrust in swordsmanship.

    He has profound skills. He lunges and kicks out. His body is like an arrow. He rushes out ten feet in an instant and is about to rush in front of Yilin in the blink of an eye.

    There was a clear sound of "dang", and the sword flashed, suddenly lying in front of him, just blocking a ray of white light.

    Amidst the clear sound, a glistening white chess piece fell from his sword, but he paused and stopped moving forward.

    Immediately, he took the knife in his right hand with his left hand and hurriedly waved it. The knife glowed into a ball, like a silver shield standing in front of him.

    His right hand was numb, sore, and trembling slightly. He could not hold the knife, so he could only use his left hand to wield it. Otherwise, if another chess piece came, no matter how difficult it was to resist, it would be inevitable to avoid it, which would mean death.

    The light of the sword flashed, brighter than the one with her right hand just now. Yi Lin's jade face was tense, her bright eyes fixed on the opponent, her little white jade-like hand stood up in front of her, holding a white chess piece between her fingers.

    When she missed a hit, she became nervous and did not dare to take action easily.

    The strong man swung the knife with his left hand and slowly moved his feet forward, forcing him towards Yi Lin.

    He was like a mirror in his mind. If he retreated, he would be dead. There was only a glimmer of hope for him to move forward. He gritted his teeth and moved forward slowly.

    His left hand is more powerful than his right hand. This is his trump card. At this time, his life is at stake, but he can no longer hide it.

    Yi Lin frowned and stared at the dancing sword, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

    The strong man swung his sword faster and slower, his forehead was already shiny.

    The small white jade-like hand moved suddenly, and a white light suddenly shot out. People only felt a flash of white light in their eyes, but it was fleeting and could not be caught.
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