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- After Wen Yubing left, Xiao Yuesheng sat alone in the pavilion, sipping tea and feeling the atmosphere that was completely different from the original world.
Although there is a bamboo forest between us, the gentle breeze is still cold.
He was already hungry, so he asked Xiaodie and Xiaoqing to bring the food to the small pavilion, where he ate while listening to the sound of rustling bamboo.
Xiao Die's cooking skills are indeed good. Although he is still very different from Xiao Feng, he was very hungry and the cooking was quite delicious, so he reluctantly ate it.
Looking at the food they ate and the tea they drank, Xiao Yuesheng knew that the Shuiyun Sect lived a very miserable life. Alas, it was a sin for so many beauties to live such a miserable life.
He called Xiaodie and Xiaoqing over, asked them to sit opposite him, and chatted with them.
"Xiaodie and Xiaoqing have been serving him for many years and have become accustomed to him being silly and silly. When they first saw his clear appearance, they inevitably felt strange and became very curious about him.
Xiaodie was dignified and reserved, with pure eyes, but Xiaoqing was innocent and could not control her expression. Her clear eyes showed deep curiosity. She glanced at him secretly and immediately turned away, for fear of being known by Xiao Yuesheng, which made him unable to help himself. Want to laugh.
Xiao Yuesheng knew that the people he could trust most now were his master Wen Yubing and these two personal maids.
Wen Yubing's love, like a sister and a mother, made Xiao Yuesheng feel warm, but the four junior sisters could not take it lightly.
Senior brother, this is a sensitive position. He will not naively expect that everyone will like him and support him. Now, in the eyes of others, he is a useless person, but he occupies the position of senior brother and holds the power. sword.
"Two people make a world. Wherever there are people, there will be disputes. This is human nature. No one can escape from this category. The Shuiyun Sect is a small sect, and all of them are beauties, but it is inevitable.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s tone was gentle and he quietly inquired about the situation of Shuiyun Sect.
How could they, two little girls who were not familiar with the world, be able to resist his methods? After a few words, they knew everything they wanted to say, and they were extremely happy.
He knew everything about the personalities of the four junior sisters, who usually made the decision, the daily life of the disciples in the sect, and so on, all in small and unknowing conversations.
In the evening, the three of them left the small pavilion. Xiaodie and Xiaoqing felt that they had unfinished conversations. They felt that chatting with the young master was like a confidant. Every word he said came to their hearts. It was really a wonderful thing. Beautiful things, indescribable wonderful taste.
For the next time, Xiao Yuesheng meditated on the couch.
The qualifications of this body are really not good. Fortunately, it is still a child's body, with strong vitality and no loss of essence.
The human body is the most wonderful thing. It is a world of its own, with Yin, Yang and Five Elements all self-contained. However, the existence of feelings and emotions will disrupt the operation of this inner world. When a thought arises, the world will be chaotic.
The method of practice is nothing more than concentrating and regulating your breath, removing your thoughts, staying quiet to the extreme of emptiness, without a single thought, and letting the heaven and earth in the body move naturally without interference, and the wonders of creation will naturally occur.
"Xiao Yuesheng's soul is unparalleledly powerful, and he can enter tranquility so quickly that it only takes a few breaths, but it would take half an hour for an ordinary cultivator.
After one night, the true energy in his Dantian was slowly gathering. Although it was subtle, it was still a rapid progress.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Xiao Yuesheng was sleeping soundly. He was always used to sleeping until he woke up naturally. Wen Yubing suddenly burst in, dressed in a strong suit, with a slender and graceful body, holding a three-foot green-edged sword in his hand. He politely stepped forward and pulled him up from the couch to practice!
Xiao Yuesheng was really helpless and could only get up slowly with a grimace and reached the courtyard.
There is a bamboo forest to the east of the yard, and a garden to the west. In the center of the garden, a seven-foot-square open space paved with green bricks, is where he practices.
Wen Yubing's black hair was pulled high, and she wore a tight-fitting lake green dress, which showed her curves and curves, and her hips and hips were both heroic and sexy. Xiao Yuesheng's determination was put to use.
"Qiu'er, I'm afraid all your kung fu has been wasted over the years, and you have to start from scratch!" Wen Yubing held a frosty long sword, walking lightly and looking cold and solemn.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the lake-green satin shirt clung to her skin, highlighting her slender thighs and swollen jade peaks. If it were an ordinary man, seeing this scene, his blood would be boiling and he would be unable to control himself.
Xiao Yuesheng's mind moved slightly. He suppressed it to keep it calm. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My martial arts is no longer good now. It's really troublesome!"
"Master thought about it last night. Internal strength can't be gained in a hurry. It's better to start from the beginning. Practice horse steps first. The foundation will be solid., although it is a bit late to practice swordsmanship again, it is always better than being a little incompetent in martial arts! " Wen Yubing gently brushed his ear, lifted up a lock of hair, and gave him a soothing smile.
The practice of martial arts needs to be established from an early age and progress step by step, especially internal skills. It cannot be delayed. When you are young, the innate Qi in the body has not been exhausted, and it is easy to gain Qi.
"Besides, internal strength requires continuous accumulation every day, and there is no room for any tricks. Now that he has started practicing and developing normally, he will never be able to catch up with his peers.
Wen Yubing was lying on the fragrant couch last night. Thinking about it carefully, Qiu'er was able to wake up, which was already a shocking joy, and she was satisfied.
But a vague thought couldn't help but arise in his heart. Qiu'er was struck by lightning, but he was cured of his apathy. This kind of miracle is rare in the world. His fate is so extraordinary, and there is no guarantee that one day he will encounter something strange again. , maybe the martial arts will recover!
With this vague expectation, Wen Yubing got up early in the morning and came over to urge the eldest disciple to practice and not let him slack off.
When he heard that he was about to halt, Xiao Yuesheng could not help but frown, showing disapproval.
"What, you want to be lazy?!" Wen Yubing raised her dark eyebrows and stared at him eagerly.
Although she loves this eldest disciple very much, she will not be a loving mother to the loser. When she comes to the training ground, she will turn against him and be ruthless, but she is a strict teacher.
Seeing her raising her eyebrows and glaring, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master, this disciple had a big dream. Although the martial arts in the dream are blurry and I can't remember clearly, I feel that I still have some skills left."
The warm and white jade-like face shows a thoughtful expression, which is extremely moving. The so-called beauty, every frown and smile, is full of moving charm.
She understood what the eldest disciple meant and nodded. Her heart was filled with curiosity. She slowly raised her sword, and a cold chill suddenly came out.
" Xiao Yuesheng was slightly startled, but he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this future master would have such power. It was obvious that his internal power had come into his own.
His mind was like lightning, far beyond that of ordinary people. Just a flash of thought was already filled with countless thoughts. He slowly lifted the sword in his hand, standing loosely, making Wen Yubing frowned on the opposite side. Holding the sword like this, it was a shame that he was not disturbed by outsiders. See, it's just a joke.
"Be careful!" Wen Yubingtan, who exuded a cold aura, opened her mouth slightly and gave a clear scolding sound. The sword came with the sound, and a bit of cold light pierced Xiao Yuesheng's middle palace. His posture was elegant and graceful, like a sword dance.
" Xiao Yuesheng concentrated for a moment, and the world in front of him suddenly changed. It became extremely slow. The long sword seemed to be handed over slowly, like a child's play.
Xiao Yuesheng was not surprised by such a scene. The soul was so powerful that it had this strange appearance. He was not fooled by the slow speed in his eyes. He moved his body early and turned slightly sideways.
If it were in the past, when the body and the mind were in harmony, all he had to do was wait until the sword struck Shi Lao, who was about to approach his body, and then his body swayed slightly to avoid the sword. In the eyes of others, his body shape was like lightning.
But now this body is far unable to keep up with the reaction speed of his own soul. He needs to act in advance to avoid being powerless.
The immortal pointed the way. This sword contained the essence of Wen Yubing's martial arts. She thought to herself that the one who could avoid this stab must be a master. She never expected that her eldest disciple could dodge so easily.
The sword move has already been made, and it is a continuous flow. The sword pierces the air, and the body follows the sword. Stepping lightly, taking advantage of the trend, it cuts his body horizontally. There is a faint whistling sound, which is caused by the sword blade cutting through the air. The speed of the sword is evident.
Although her sword is as bright as lightning and as fast as thunder, her swordsmanship is slightly inferior to that of Guo Xiang. In Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, she is no different from a child dancing with a wooden sword.
The long sword held loosely in her hand suddenly lit up, and with great speed, it hit her blade from bottom to top.
Her sword was completely focused on cutting horizontally, and the upper and lower sides were not weak. After receiving the blow, she could not help but swing up, and the flaw was exposed.
When she hurriedly turned back to the sword, she found that a cold light had already condensed in front of her eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng stood with his sword in hand. The tip of the sword was very close to Wen Yubing. As long as he made a slight move, she would not be able to dodge.
At this time, Xiao Yuesheng had a blank look on his face, looking at Wen Yubing blankly, then looking back blankly, looking at his own hands, and shaking his head inexplicably.
With the sword pointed at him so close, it seemed that he could feel the coldness coming from the tip of the sword. Wen Yubing was extremely disgusted. He pursed his plump lips, snorted, and slashed with the sword.
The sword in Xiao Yuesheng's hand trembled slightly at first, and then stopped moving. After being hit by a solid cut, it flew away and fell into the green brick ground beside him.
He smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that his master's temper was indeed not good. If he hadn't reacted quickly and suppressed his instinctive reaction, she would have been unable to hit him with the sword, which would have added fuel to the fire.
? ?The sword cut off Xiao Yue's growing sword and returned it to its sheath quickly. The warm jade-white jade face not only showed no anger, but was filled with joy.
Her bright eyes were as clear as water, and she looked at him curiously, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. Then she moved her lotus feet lightly and walked around him. She pursed her lips and smiled softly: "If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, Master You will never believe such a miracle!"
Xiao Yuesheng still had a dazed look on his face, and he chuckled, showing his innocence and cuteness. He knew that words are worse than silence.
Wen Yu's slender waist was bent like a water snake, and she leaned over to pick up the long sword that fell on the ground, and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing blankly with a silly smile on his face: "Do it again!"
"Master" Xiao Yuesheng still held the sword loosely and looked at her hesitantly.
"Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!" Wen Yubing snorted softly, and the long sword was unsheathed and came out with the flow. A cold light flashed in the air and slashed towards Xiao Yuesheng like a horse.
Xiao Yuesheng took a slight step back, barely passing the edge of the sword. The cold air drawn by the sword tip made his skin crawl.
"Hold on!" Wen Yubing exhaled, took a step forward, twisted her delicate body, and a force rose from her waist and went up to her arms and wrists.
"Buzz!" There was a sound, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and two silver flowers bloomed beside Xiao Yuesheng. They were brilliant and dazzling, covering the large points all over his body, making it inevitable to avoid them.
Wen Yubing had already tried his best and left no stone unturned, intending to see what his disciple's abilities were.
But in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, she was still like a child dancing with a sword, without any threat at all. She swung the sword freely and pierced the middle between the two groups of silver flowers, without any discomfort.
Although there is no internal force in his body to control, when he swings the long sword in his hand, his soul can naturally sense the trajectory of the air flowing across the sword body, and instinctively, the long sword is the fastest.
Therefore, it seems that his arms are weak, but his sword is like lightning. Although it is still not as good as Wen Yubing, it is enough.
The two sword flowers were thrust out, which took a lot of effort. Between the breaths, new strength and old strength alternated, but Xiao Yuesheng's sword had pierced her without knowing when. With a light blow, although she had intention, she was unable to deal with it. The long sword He was swayed away again, and a bit of cold light stopped in front of his eyes again.
However, this time, Xiao Yuesheng learned the lesson and quickly retracted his sword. His posture was sloppy and weak, and the sword in his hand was loose, as if it would fall off at a touch.
Wen Yubing did not try again. It was not a glorious thing to fall into the hands of his disciples several times. He returned the sword to its sheath. His white jade-like face was full of surprise, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng carefully.
"Master, don't look at your disciple like this" Xiao Yuesheng felt a little embarrassed, moved his feet, and sheathed the long sword.
Wen Yubing's always cold jade face was like ice and snow melting, and she was filled with joy and comfort. She praised: "Qiu'er, your swordsmanship is far superior to that of a master!"
The look of doubt on Xiao Yuesheng's face did not diminish. He stretched out his left hand and scratched his head: "It seems that I have brought over the skills in my dreams!"
Although Wen Yubing found it strange, she still nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh, stamped his feet, and said with regret on his face: "What a pity, what a pity!"
"What's a pity?" Wen Yubing asked curiously.
"It's a pity that my mind is so fuzzy that I can't remember a single move! Master, in my dream, I defeated an invincible opponent in the world. If I could remember a set of martial arts, that would be great! It would also allow our Shuiyun Sect to practice it." !" Xiao Yue couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, feeling extremely regretful.
Wen Yubing gently stroked a strand of hair hanging from her ears and smiled: "If you don't remember the sword moves, how did you use the sword just now?!"
"It's strange to say that my mind was blank and I didn't know any moves! But when I saw the master draw his sword, I could see the flaw at a glance, and the sword in my hand stabbed through It seemed to be an instinctive reaction. !" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Oh¡ª¡ª?Is that so?" Wen Yubing frowned slightly, lowering her head to think.
The breeze blew into the courtyard, carrying a scent of flowers, passing by the two people standing opposite each other.
He no longer acted, his face was serious, his blue shirt moved slightly, and his figure was free and unrestrained. She lowered her eyebrows and whispered, her tight satin dress stuck to her skin, and her proud figure made people's blood rush. - 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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