The sound of the flute blows and plays carefully, two completely different timbres, melodious in black, accompanied by the stars and the moon, riding the clouds and wind, playing to the strange flowers and plants here, the lonely mountains and widows, and the sky and the earth here.

The music is beautiful, although it is not a tune, but Jian Xuan can still hear the pathos in the sound of the flute and the excitement in the sound of the flute, and he is moved.

"From today onwards, I will give you ten days off, and you won't have to practice swords for these ten days. ”

Jian Xuan's calm and cold voice sounded suddenly, mixed with the sound of flute music that was not very pleasant, and Yun Ziyuan and Xiao Xuehua couldn't hear it.

"Ahem" Jian Xuan coughed dryly twice, and the vibrating sound was repeated again before the two woke up.

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"Holiday!?What do you mean by that, sir?" Yun Ziyuan re-struck the wooden sword, it was the time when he was excited and couldn't wait, and naturally he didn't want to take a break for such a long time.

"After all this period of hard practice, your physique and bones have been honed quite well, and you can already give full play to your physique's kendo talent. And during this period of time, your sword has not left your hand, your body and mind are in harmony with the sword, and the injury of the sword bone seems to have improved slightly. So next, I will let you practice the contents of the Sword Sutra. ”

Hearing this, Yun Ziyuan's face suddenly turned happy, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"As for the ten-day vacation, it is just to let you relax your mind, let your spirit relax, remember to be too late, and you must relax in a good way. So you can have a good time with the little snowflakes for these ten days. ”

"Yay!"

Yun Ziyuan was happy, and Xiao Xuehua was even happier and more excited than him.

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In the next ten days, Yun Ziyuan had no choice but to live a leisurely life of idle people.

Little Snowflake dragged him around, leaving small footprints of the two of them in every corner of the village where no one was around. With the help of Yun Ziyuan, Xiao Xuehua found a lot of good things left by her predecessors, such as a small vanity mirror, or a slingshot to shoot birds, and some small shiny pieces of iron.

Yun Ziyuan also took Xiao Xuehua out of the small village secretly, and never let the village chief and others find out. The village chief's wife and other village elders often get together for meetings, drink tea and chat, and never let Yun Ziyuan and Xiao Xuehua participate. That's why Xiao Xuehua was able to run away from the village by Yun Ziyuan.

The lonely mountain behind the village is steep and difficult to climb, Yun Ziyuan did not take Xiao Xuehua to climb the back mountain, but took her to the deep pool of the waterfall where he practiced swords. Although the road is far and difficult to travel, the scenery of the stunning waterfall and the jasper deep pool is beautiful and clear, like the scenery of the fairy mountain, which makes the little snowflakes marvel for a while.

Yun and Xue often learn to play the flute in the village, but it is too ugly to hear, and the old people in the village are afraid to avoid it, and no one wants to come to appreciate it, so they came to this waterfall and deep pool.

The flowing spring and waterfall, the spring rings the pine waves, the ocean fills the ears, the sound is like a jade song, the two of them suddenly feel pleasant and refreshing, and the spirit is one of them. The sound of flute music gradually rises, corresponding to the sound of the pine wave and the wind, the sound of the spring and the waterfall, and it is also clear and entertaining, such as playing the Qing Shang.

Ten days of leisurely time flies by, time rushes like a long river, and like a heavenly river pours down, a thousand miles can not be traced.

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It is still the top of the lonely mountain, and it is still sunny and clear.

Jian Xuan and Yun Ziyuan sat on the top of the mountain, watching the distant mountains and sea of clouds fluttering, the mighty waves, and listening to the forest wind and flying leaves, and the stone rhyme and pine waves.

"The nameless sword scripture contains a total of nine swordsmanship, but it is exhaustive of all kinds of changes in the world's sword moves. You have already memorized the sword scripture, and I will interpret the outline of the general decision for you, and you must remember it well: the changer, the image of advance and retreat. The one who is rigid and soft, the elephant of day and night. The movement of the six pillars, the way of the three poles is also ......"

Suddenly, the sword body rises with the sword, and evolves the mysterious sword moves, for a moment the sword is as fast as a bird, the rabbit rises and falls, and leaps like a fly; for a while, the sword is like a flowing cloud, and the circle turns freely, and the change is uncertain......

The sword moves in the Nameless Sword Sutra have long been engraved in his heart by Yun Ziyuan's knife and axe, and at this moment, seeing Jian Xuan showing the sword moves one by one in front of him, Yun Ziyuan felt that the Sword Sutra was indescribable.

Jian Xuan practiced sword moves, using only ordinary wooden swords, and did not bless the vitality of heaven and earth, but the sword moves themselves are mysterious and magical, and the wooden sword danced between its own heaven and earth vitality was attracted, and an invisible energy was splashed with the swing of the wooden sword like a wind blade, stirring the wind and clouds and changing color.

Yun Ziyuan was fascinated, fascinated, and a blurry color gradually appeared in his eyes, at this moment, in his eyes, how could there be any sword Xuan's figure, that is, the heaven and the earth also lost their color, and in a trance, Yun Ziyuan only saw a wooden sword, and the trajectory sword marks between the wooden sword and the sky and the earth.

The sword marks are staggered and horizontal, like a book and a painting, as if imprinted on the avenue of heaven and earth.

The mind followed the traces of the sword in his eyes, Yun Ziyuan seemed to have left his body, his mind was as agile as a sword danced, as if he had been freed from a shackle, the sky could not be covered, and the earth could not be bound.

I don't know when Yun Ziyuan's body also quietly danced with the sword, without the control of his mind, only driven by instinct.

At the beginning, Yun Ziyuan's body was stiff, and his sword was in vain, clumsy and sluggish. But with the passage of time, his body gradually awakened, the sword move is like a divine help, picking thorns and hooks, stabbing and fighting, the wooden sword in his hand is either light and agile, elegant and difficult to find, or powerful and heavy, hard and fast, so that the wonderful, it is simply one with the body, and the whole body is a solution, showing the mystery of the sword scripture.

On the top of the lonely mountain, the two figures show their skills, and the swordsmanship of the nameless sword scripture dances to the exquisite, the two of them are like dragons, and the sword is like a shock, and it is impossible to tell whether the sword moves with the body, or the body with the sword, or the sword and the body move with the mind.

The sword and the body are combined, the body and the qi are combined, and the qi is combined with the gods, the two of them are like sword immortals at this moment, and the gods are peerless.

The two wooden swords passed by, and the sword aura was full of fierceness, and the air around them rubbed and creaked. For a while, the top of the mountain saw the sword light like a rainbow, the wind was vertical and horizontal, and it was already impossible to distinguish which was the person and which was the sword.

Invisibly, the two sword qi vortices surged each other, and the energy was surging, startling the strange wind and waves, surging shouts, breeding angry thunder and lightning, and intertwining in the sky, which was really beautiful and magnificent, and the weather was thousands.

When the sword qi vortex was stirring, there was also a little sword qi born from the wooden sword, wandering all over Yun Ziyuan's body, and there was a crackling sound in Yun Ziyuan's body, which reverberated in a loud voice.

I don't know how long it took for the two sword qi vortices to gradually stop dissipating, revealing the two figures inside.

"Your kendo talent is really amazing, it can even be said to be appalling, I didn't misunderstand you. ”

Jian Xuan's eyes couldn't hide his shock, it was not that he hadn't seen the so-called outstanding talent and amazing talent, he himself was an out-and-out kendo wizard, but Yun Ziyuan's talent still made him envious and ashamed.

"The natural sword is really extraordinary, and the sword is born with no envy. ”

The origin of this nameless sword scripture is a mystery, but the mysterious sword mystery in it is still clear in my heart. In the eyes of Jian Xuan, although this nameless sword scripture does not involve the Xuanfa Immortal Dao, it has its own Dao rhyme, and the sword technique is not so easy to understand. However, Yun Ziyuan only watched the Sword Sutra for a few months, and once he realized it, he had already entered the Dao, which was really amazing.

Yun Ziyuan raised his sword and stood aside, silently comprehending Fang Cai's mysterious swordsmanship and the changes in his body. He could feel that when the sword qi was rampant before, the sword bones in his body became active and gradually rejuvenated.

At this moment, Yun Ziyuan only felt refreshed, his body seemed to be reborn, and his every move was as sharp as a sword, as if there was a sword roar, but it was inaudible.

Looking at the changes that had taken place in Yun Ziyuan, the corners of Jian Xuan's mouth curled, and he said loudly: "Although you have already understood the sword technique in the Nameless Sword Sutra, it doesn't mean that you know how to use it. You already know how to use swordsmanship, but do you know how to use a sword?"

Yun Ziyuan didn't quite understand what Jian Xuan meant, but Jian Xuan smiled slightly, and then with a wave of his robe, the figures of the two disappeared from the top of the lonely mountain in the blink of an eye.