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- Chapter 321 Traveling together
Xiao Yuesheng stepped on the waves and shrank to an inch on the lake. In an instant, he landed on the shore and went straight back to the villa.
Cheng Bingling stood blankly in the painting, thinking intently, motionless, like a statue.
The young woman did not dare to disturb her, so she walked out of the boat and stood on the deck. The breeze blew and touched her face. A slight chill penetrated her. She needed luck to keep out the cold.
She drew out her long sword and recalled the sword technique Xiao Yuesheng had just performed. She thought about it carefully and made slow gestures with her hands, her mind clear.
After gesticulating for a while, she put down her sword dejectedly, sat on the wooden chair on the right side of the deck, looked at the lake, and sighed.
Although she has memorized the sword technique, the essence of the Mingyue Sword Technique is the mental technique, and more importantly, the state of mind. Without the bright moon in the heart, all the brightly illuminated states of mind, even if she learns the sword moves, will still have no power. The secret of this set of sword techniques lies in it.
Cheng Bingling is cold by nature and does not care about worldly affairs, so it is appropriate to practice this set of sword techniques. However, the young woman has a fiery temperament, and she is quick to fire at the slightest touch. Her impetuous temper requires her to understand that the moon is in her heart, illuminating everything. , is tantamount to making the cow understand the sound of the piano.
After sitting for a while, she regained her energy, but still lost her breath. She got up and practiced again. After practicing for a while, she became restless and angry, and her blood surged. She stopped in a hurry and did not dare to practice anymore.
She stamped her feet and was secretly angry. This Xiao Yihan must be hiding something from her. She twisted her thin waist and lifted the curtain to go in.
A dazzling white light came into my eyes, and I couldn't see clearly. I squinted my eyelids slightly and looked down. After a while, I looked carefully again.
Cheng Bingling is performing sword skills. The body of the sword is round and harmonious, as if it is integrated into one body. The sword light is dazzling, and the whole body is covered with white.
"Ling'er, have you mastered it?!" the young woman yelled urgently, her hibiscus-pink face filled with excitement, and she leaned forward.
The light of the sword suddenly faded away, Cheng Bingling returned the sword to its sheath and shook her head: "The heat is still a little bit"
"So, you've mastered it!" The young woman stared at her excitedly and rubbed her hands, confused and excited, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.
Finally, she picked up Cheng Bingling and shook it vigorously: "Good Ling'er, good Ling'er, you have finally mastered it!"
Cheng Bingling smiled, her jade-like face still cold and calm, she shook her head and said, "Uncle, it's too early to say that now!"
The young woman rolled her eyes at her and smiled sweetly: "Gee, you know how to be humble. You have obviously practiced it, so what worries do you have?!"
"Compared with him, I'm still far behind." Cheng Bingling smiled faintly and shook her head.
The young woman was startled, and then she laughed dumbly and said: "I didn't think about him at first, I thought he was just a step above us, but now I realize that he is just giving in and doesn't have the same experience as us!"
Cheng Bingling raised her head and glanced at her, showing an unexpected look.
"Why, do you think my words are too soft?!" the young woman pursed her lips and chuckled, humming and asked.
Cheng Bingling nodded. She was always straightforward and didn't bother to worry about it.
The young woman sighed softly, shook her head, and said with a self-deprecating look: "Uncle Master, I have been staying in Tianshan. I thought that our martial arts in Tianshan, if not the best in the world, was one of the best, not much worse than Shaolin Wudang and others!"
"Uncle Master, our martial arts in Tianshan are indeed exquisite." Cheng Bingling nodded.
The young woman shook her head: "This time, when I saw Xiao Yihan, I realized that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world. His ability is simply unreasonable!"
"Yeah." Cheng Bingling nodded, feeling sad.
She always thought that her qualifications were among the best in the world, but after meeting Xiao Yuesheng, she suddenly realized that she was sitting in a well and watching the sky.
"Think about it, with his martial arts, he is not the best in the world. How much better can the world's best master, Dongfang Bubai or Master Fang Zheng of the Shaolin School be?!" The young woman shook her head with emotion. .
Cheng Bingling nodded and remained silent.
The young woman continued: "I previously thought that as long as you mastered the Mingyue Sword Art, you would be the best in the world, but now it seems that is not the case!"
Cheng Bingling smiled. She had never thought this way. Besides, she did not want to be the best in the world. She just liked martial arts and immersed herself in martial arts. The wonderful feeling of tranquility in her heart. As for the level of martial arts, could she defeat the world? Invincible, but not concerned.
She has always lived under the protection of her uncles. She never had to take action on her own. If she was bullied, she would stand up for her without speaking up.
She has been staying in the Tianshan sect. Over the years, no one dared to stand in front of her.Si, like a little princess, has never stepped outside the Tianshan Mountains, so she has not had a deep understanding of the importance of martial arts since she was a child.
"Ling'er, no matter how powerful your Mingyue Sword Technique is, I'm afraid it can't compare to Xiao Yihan's. It looks like you won't be able to turn around in this life!" the young woman said with a smile.
Cheng Bingling smiled lightly: "If you can't beat him, then you can't beat him. It doesn't matter."
"What if he bullies you?!" the young woman pursed her lips and asked, her almond-shaped eyes half smiling.
Cheng Bingling frowned slightly and glanced at the young woman, feeling vaguely angry.
The young woman quickly calmed down her expression. Although Cheng Bingling was indifferent to others, Bingxue was smart and had already heard the teasing intention. She did not dare to provoke her again, lest she would be angry and stop talking to her.
She has a weird temperament. If she gets angry, she will not quarrel. Instead, she will treat the person coldly and not talk to the person, which can last for several months.
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"Okay, okay, let's leave tomorrow, how about it?" The young woman sighed helplessly.
Cheng Bingling shook his head.
"What, don't you want to leave?!" The young woman was surprised, opened her bright eyes, and stared at her curiously.
Cheng Bingling said softly: "There are still some things I haven't figured out about the Mingyue Sword Technique, and it will take a few days to work on it."
"Oh, that's it!" the young woman drawled, nodding as if she suddenly realized something.
Cheng Bingling glanced at her again, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the painting.
At noon, Xiao Yuesheng and Yilin were sitting in his bedroom.
The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is refreshing, and the Hanyan Pavilion is as warm as spring, which is completely different from the world outside Guanyun Villa.
In Guanyun Villa, several great formations merged to reverse the yin and yang, change the universe, shut out the cold winter, and turn it into late spring.
Xiao Yuesheng was leaning on the couch, holding a book in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly, and holding a white jade cup in his other hand. It was warm and shiny, as if there was brilliance flowing endlessly in it.
Yilin was sitting next to her, pressing the piano with her bare hands and playing it gently, but it seemed very awkward. She usually meditates, practices martial arts, and has no time to practice the piano.
"Besides, there are no people practicing the piano in Baiyun Temple. If the sound of the piano is heard, it will disturb everyone's practice.
Yilin once listened to Xiao Yuesheng's piano, especially the song "Swordsman", which made her fascinated and unforgettable, so she also had a good impression of Ren Yingying.
It¡¯s just that as the head of the Hengshan Sect, she cannot announce it to the public. After all, Ren Yingying is the holy aunt of the Demon Sect.
Now, it is a rare opportunity. At Big Brother's place, no one is supervising me, so I can play as much as I want, so I playfully plucked the strings and tried to play the piano. Although it didn't make the tune, I still felt happy and comfortable.
"Brother, I haven't thanked you for what happened to the Yang family last time!" Yilin stopped playing and turned to Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Forget it, why are you being polite to eldest brother?!"
"If eldest brother didn't agree at that time, the senior sisters of the Hengshan sect would be very disappointed." Yilin sighed and shook her head.
"What is there to worry about, sister?!" Xiao Yuesheng put down the book and stared at her beautiful face, his eyes were gentle and peaceful, which had the effect of calming the mind.
Yilin shook her head and smiled: "Brother, what can I have to worry about?!"
"Is this leader not doing things as he pleases?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked warmly, then smiled and said: "If it doesn't go as planned, we won't do it!"
"Brother!" Yi Lin pursed her lips and smiled, rolled her eyes at him, and said coquettishly: "How can the leader not think about it without doing it?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "What good is the leader of the Hengshan Sect?! If we don't do it, Master Dingyi and the others won't force you!"
"It won't work!" Yi Lin shook her head, sighed, and said helplessly: "Since I have promised to be the head of the Hengshan Sect, I must do it well, but I don't understand anything"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said: "Take your time, don't be in a hurry, don't you still have Yi and Master Tai and the others around you? There are also Master Dingyi and the others!"
"Well, I listen to my elder brother." Yilin nodded.
"If it doesn't work, I will ask Nan Yun to follow you. She is used to being the leader of the gang and can help you come up with ideas." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.
Yilin shook her head hurriedly: "No need, brother, you can't live without Nanyun!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled: "It's a rare good weather today, let's go for a walk in the city!"
"Okay!" Yilin agreed hastily, looking excited.
She has been staying in Baiyun Temple and feels quite depressed. Now it is wonderful to be able to visit Lin'an City with her eldest brother.thing.
So, no one was alarmed by the two of them. They just walked out quietly and walked out of the village gate. They met Cheng Bingling and others head-on.
"Hey, Mr. Xiao, where do you want to go?" Zhang Xuemei, a beautiful young woman with hemorrhoids, asked with her lips pursed, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with a half-smile.
With sharp eyes, she saw the sneaky expressions of the two of them, and she felt excited.
"Would you like to go to Lin'an City to play together?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, said politely, and said smoothly.
"Hey, that's good!" Zhang Xuemei agreed and said with a smile: "We came to Lin'an City, but we have never visited it. Finally, we have a chance!"
The expression on Xiao Yuesheng's face was stagnant, and he gave a helpless smile. Having said this, he had no choice but to nod and agree. He could not refute the two of them.
"Uncle Master!" Cheng Bingling whispered.
Zhang Xuemei pursed her lips and smiled softly, with waves of light flowing in her bright eyes. She glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said with a sweet smile: "Ling'er, Mr. Xiao is not an outsider, so there is no need to meet outsiders!"
"Miss Cheng, even if it happens by chance, I'll just do my best to be a landlord!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said warmly.
Cheng Bingling glanced at him, nodded, and did not refuse.
"Little sister, you are a monk. I wonder which temple you come from?!" Zhang Xuemei took Yilin's little hand and asked with a sweet smile.
"I am in Baiyun Nunnery, am I the sister of the Tianshan sect?" Yilin said in a generous manner, which was completely different from the shyness before.
Becoming the head of a faction, she has slowly changed without realizing it.
"Yes, I am from the Tianshan sect." Zhang Xuemei nodded, with a smile as bright as a flower, and said sweetly: "Baiyun Temple? It sounds a bit familiar!"
Cheng Bingling glanced at her and said calmly: "Hengshan sect."
"Yes, I remembered it!" Zhang Xuemei suddenly slapped her forehead and said with a sweet smile: "I forgot that Baiyun Temple is from the Hengshan sect!"
She turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, then at Yilin, and asked curiously: "Are you?"
"This is my adopted sister, whose name is Yilin." Xiao Yuesheng introduced.
A group of four people slowly walked out along the straight road in the forest, talking while walking, the breeze blowing on their faces.
"It turns out it's Master Yilin, I'm disrespectful." The young woman Zhang Xuemei cupped her fists and cupped her hands, giggling, "You're a child of a famous family!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Sister Yilin is in charge of the Hengshan Sect."
¡°Oh, um¡ª¡ª?!¡± Zhang Xuemei stopped suddenly and turned to look at Yilin in surprise, full of disbelief.
"Master Yilin, is the leader of the Hengshan Sect?!" Zhang Xuemei was extremely surprised, and her usually smart speech also stuttered a bit.
"I am the leader of the Hengshan Sect." Yilin bowed her head and smiled quietly, with a majestic appearance and a holy temperament.
"It really surprises me!" Zhang Xuemei slowly came back to her senses, sighed softly, and stared at Yi Lin non-stop.
"What's so strange about this?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Miss Cheng is young and is already the number one expert in the sect?!"
Zhang Xuemei immediately nodded proudly: "That's right, now that Ling'er has mastered the sword technique, her martial arts is naturally the best in Tianshan!"
¡°My sister Yilin is also number one in martial arts among Hengshan Mountains.¡± Xiao Yuesheng chuckled.
¡°Brother¡ª¡ª!¡± Yilin huffed coyly.
"Really?!" The young woman raised her eyebrows, as if she didn't believe it. Such a delicate and timid little person could actually be the best in martial arts in Hengshan? !
Hengshan Sect is a famous sect. In terms of reputation, it is far higher than Tianshan Sect. The one with the highest martial arts skills is such a timid little man?
She really couldn't believe that Ling'er's qualifications were rare in the world and could only be seen in hundreds of years. How could she have such martial arts skills? Is it possible that her qualifications were also top-notch? !
"Uncle, leave quickly!" Cheng Bingling whispered.
The young woman came to her senses, recovered her feet, and continued to move forward. She looked at Yi Lin, but she still didn't believe it.
Cheng Bingling did not doubt that although the little nun in front of her was delicate and timid, in her bright heart, she realized that she was powerful and could not be easily provoked.
The group of four quickly entered Lin'an City and wandered slowly on the main street of Lin'an City.
Cheng Bingling and his wife were in the Tianshan Mountains all year round and had no knowledge of the prosperity of the world. When they saw the grand scene in Lin'an City, they felt dizzy and dazzled, as if they had entered another world.
Cheng Bingling quickly regained her composure, and her mood returned to a bright and sunny state again. She remained calm and looked at everything around her indifferently, not paying attention to it.
The young woman Zhang Xuemei was not in such a state of mind. Her eyes were shining, she looked left and right, looking at everything greedily, as if she wanted to buy everything she saw.
"I said, don't you guys walk with eyesight?!" Suddenly, a scolding voice came from the side, the voice was clear, it was a young man with oily hair and pink face.
He is of medium stature and slightly stout. He does not look like a weak scholar, but a versatile scholar.
The face is as white as snow and seems to be covered with powder, the lips are very red, and the eyes are too small, which completely destroys the heroic spirit in the body, and the feminine spirit is too strong.
Behind him, there were two middle-aged men, both of whom were thin, a little thinner and a little weaker than him.
The two of them were separated by one body and stood behind the young man, blocking the people who kept coming, as hard as rocks. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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