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    Yue Ziran's sword was very fast, like a shooting star in an instant, blooming the prosperity of his life in an instant, killing people with every move. The sword flower he held was like the fireworks blooming in the night sky, full of the withering colors of death.  & {}. {23} {wx}. {} Jiang Yuhan sword is endless as high as high mountains and flowing water.  The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly, but only the afterimages could be seen sliding past one by one under the dim firelight of the inn.  Luo Chuan has stopped, and he and the leader of the Ming Cult are on guard, but their eyes are fixed on the fight between Yue Ziran and Jiang Yuhan from time to time.  The deadly brilliance of countless sword flowers blooming in an instant attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.  The inn became quiet, and all you could hear was the sound of two people moving around and fighting.  Gradually, a sound like a string sounded, like the sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, crisp, sweet, and without rules.  That is the sound of sword chasing the wind.  Yue Ziran¡¯s two swords were integrated into one, forming a silver sword curtain and attacking Jiang Yuhan.  Jiang Yuhan casually attacked with a few random moves, but Yue Ziran's sword moves were very fast. The old moves were not stopped, but the new moves were completed, forcing Jiang Yuhan to step back, and then crashed through the window. The two of them jumped onto the tiled house opposite.  .  The first quarter moon rose in the west, hanging on the roof, and sprinkled a piece of silver on the two of them.  The shadow of the sword is whirling, and it becomes even more psychedelic after reflecting the moonlight, like a flying fairy dancing in the moonlight.  Yue Ziran's sword was not resting, and it was as fast as ever. He opened his bow from left to right and stabbed at Jiang Yuhan's left and right sides.  The corners of his white clothes rustled in the wind, complementing the increasingly noisy sound of the strings.  Jiang Yuhan was as calm as a group of ducks playing in the water after the water in the spring river warmed up, moving back bit by bit.  One move at a time, Yue Ziran's moves that were like mercury pouring down the ground were resolved carefully.  If you can't resolve it, use your body to gently avoid it.  The expression on his face was leisurely and leisurely, as if he was dealing with an insignificant person, an insignificant swordsman.  Ouyang Feng walked out of the inn and watched this scene quietly.  He knew that this was just a break before the bustle, and the real battle had not yet begun.  "Junior Brother Yue is working so hard, won't he be short of stamina if he stays for a while?" Ma Du asked the unknown monk beside him, biting a green onion on his head, looking at Yue Ziran, who was attacking faster and faster on the roof under the moonlight but never succeeding.  The unknown monk took a bite of steamed buns.  He said softly: "After the Nine Suns Divine Art is completed, the internal energy will be generated very fast and endlessly. It is enough to support him for a whole night." "Even so, wouldn't it be in vain if he can't touch the corners of Jiang Yuhan's clothes?" Ma Dutou said.  Obviously he thought Yue Ziran was already at a disadvantage.  The unknown monk chuckled, shook his head, and said meaningfully: "Swords can be divided into internal and external parts, which is what the so-called inner sword sect is like; swords can be divided into speed and slowness, and this is what you see in front of you; swords can also have different moves and different moves.  "But the sword skills of the two people in front of you are not included in this. What you see is just their moves during the test." Ma Du turned his head in shock.  Asked: "How do you say it?" "Yue Xiaozi once told me when I was learning swordsmanship that sword moves are originally prepared for mediocre people. Learning and applying them vividly is the first glimpse of the door, and the state of no moves is a small achievement.  , Sword intention is the ultimate in swordsmanship. " "Ordinary people pursue swordsmanship, and often think that there is no move to win, and believe that no move is the highest state of swordsmanship, but they don't know that the essence of swordsmanship is to move freely and freely. " Wu Ming.  The monk's words made Ma's head spin, with a confused look on his face. Mu Nianci, who was standing next to him, also looked confused after hearing this.  Luo Chuan came over, stood still and looked at the two people chasing each other on the roof, and explained to her softly: "The principle is just like painting." "Swordsmanship cannot be separated from the inherent moves. It is like copying. It is imitating the brushwork of the predecessors. The only difference is whether it is realistic or not.  That's all; the state of swordsmanship without moves is like a painting by a top painter, the brushwork, lines and dyeing are all top-notch, but it is difficult to move people's hearts; the sword's intention gives the swordsmanship the soul, like a top-notch painting, just a little more clarity, and the soul will be blessed, and it will be like coming alive.  "The difference between the top painters and the masters is not the technique, but the artistic conception." With Luo Chuan's explanation, Mu Nianci and Ma both understood.  Ma Dutou did not forget to look at the unknown monk with disdain, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident, "the same teachings are so different."  Looking up, he saw that the two of them were still arguing about each other. Ma Dutou was worried about Yue Ziran, and asked: "In your opinion, who will win between Junior Brother Yue and him?" "This is hard for me." The unknown monk touched the back of his head.  , said: "Both of them have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Yue Xiaozi has cultivated his mind and has reached the point where he has a sword in his heart, which is not stagnate with objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords." "Then what does he do with the sword?  "Ma Dutou's head obviously couldn't understand the unknown monk's words.  "Take advantage of it." NamelessThe monk did not explain to him any more, and continued: "Jiang Yuhan went to practice swordsmanship, and after leaving Luoshui" At this point, the unknown monk glanced sideways at Luochuan, seeing her expressionless face, and continued:  "He indulged in the sword, was sincere to the sword, and became one with the sword." "It's really profound." Hearing this, Mu Nianci shook his head and looked at Yue Ziran's figure with concern.  "Actually, it's easy to say. For the same move, 'Yijiang Chunshui', Yue Ziran would never have learned it if I hadn't forced him to do it, but Jiang Yuhan's sword moves are full of such moves that hurt both sides. In the fight, Yue Ziran calculated with his heart.  In order to win, Jiang Yuhan often took advantage of the situation, sometimes even risking his life for injury," Luo Chuan said.  After hearing this, Ma Du turned his head and glanced at the unknown monk with a look of contempt. The angry unknown monk bent his middle finger and hit him on the head.  Ouyang Feng was standing not far from them. After listening to Luo Chuan's explanation of Yue Ziran's swordsmanship, he realized that his previous two defeats at the hands of Yue Ziran were probably due to Yue Ziran's scheme.  The competition between Yue Ziran and Jiang Yuhan continues.  Their white clothes flashed and moved on the roof under the moonlight, and the tiles fell down wherever they passed, waking up the whole town.  During the day, the frightened Jianghu guests walked out of their residences one after another and stood in the distance watching the competition on the roof. They were stunned and speechless.  They did not blink, never letting go of any scene, so that in the future this stunning sword discussion, which would never be seen, could be used as a source of conversation for them.  Even if they opened their eyes wide in the moonlight, they couldn't clearly see their moves.  The moonlight fell all over the place, as clear as water.  The starlight was dim, and in front of the drawn sword flower, it was like a grain of rice, not daring to compete with the sun and moon for its brilliance.  Slowly, Yue Ziran's sword slowed down, his expression was calm, each move was as casual as splashing ink on rice paper, his clothes were fluttering, and he had a leisurely look like selling apricot blossoms in the deep alleys of Jiangnan Water Town.  Shi Qinghua was also in the crowd. Seeing the changes in Yue Ziran's sword moves in front of her, she recalled the artistic conception of the sword moves on the wood carving that Yue Ziran once gave to the granddaughter Nannan of the old man Bird in Yanqiu, Taihu Lake: During the Qingming Festival, it rained heavily, and pedestrians on the road  Want to die.  When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.  Immediately, Shi Qinghua thought of the sword moves on Yue Ziran's other wood carvings. They were different from killing, indifferent, leisurely, sad, and majestic. They were all the sword moves mentioned by the unknown monk, but he had never seen Yue Ziran use them before.  .  "He hid it really deep." Shi Qinghua raised his head, looked at Yue Ziran's figure and murmured to himself.  (To be continued)
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