The teaching of the Xuanqing Sect was not as rigorous as that of the Yun Clan, Yun Zi only set up a table by the Yingyue Spring next to the Pure Yang Palace, sat cross-legged on the ground steadily, looked at the group of juniors who arrived one after another on the opposite side, and raised his face and paralyzed his face, "Sit down." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Everyone looked at the dirt-covered ground and looked at each other, did they really want to sit in such a dirty place?

Yunzi waited for a while, and saw that they were not moving, and said a little impatiently: "What, they are all precious people?" In the future, if you are crawling on the rivers and lakes, do you want to hate this and that? ! ”

The piercing sound shook people's hearts and livers a few times, and the juniors didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately sat cross-legged obediently.

The little fat man happily fell down with a butt in the back, and the dust flew away, pounced on Jiayue beside him, and the azure robe was covered with loess in an instant.

The girl gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, secretly pinched the fat on the little fat man's waist, and pinched it fiercely.

The little fat man was so painful that his face was wrinkled, and he just wanted to call and was afraid of Yunzi, so he had to beg Jiayue for mercy with small tears in his eyes.

Yunzi didn't seem to see their small movements, and said coldly in a male duck's voice with an expressionless face: "The rhythm is divided into five tones and six rhythms, and the five tones can be subdivided into seven tones: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Change, Sign, Pre, and Change; The six laws are subdivided into twelve tones: Huang Zhong, Tai Tuan, Gu Xi, Rui Bin, Yi Ze, Wu Shot Six Yang Laws and Da Lu, Jia Zhong, Zhong Lu, Lin Zhong, Nan Lu, and Ying Zhong Six Yin Laws. ”

She said quickly, and a bunch of difficult and difficult words fell, Hua Jiang rolled her eyes in a daze, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Yesterday, I already asked Dao Tong to hand out the bamboo flute to all of you," Yunzi quietly looked at their reactions, "Take them out, the first step you have to do today is to blow the flute in your hand." ”

Hua Jiang turned the yellowish bamboo flute in his hand, and saw that the juniors around him had begun to try, but he didn't hear a single timbre, all of which were long and short breaths. The little fat man in the back even put the flute against his mouth and blew vigorously, saliva flew sideways, and his fat face was suffocated into the color of pig liver, which provoked Jiayue to look at him with apricot eyes while patting the ashes.

Laughing twice, Hua Jiang put his lips to the blow hole and exhaled softly, and the bamboo flute in his hand "hiss!" There was a cracking sound, and she paused in surprise, although it was not clear in the noise, but it was really the sound of the flute vibrating.

Yunzi cast an approving glance at her, and said in a flat tone, "The talent is good." ”

Hearing that she received the praise, the juniors around her, led by Yun Ting, all cast disdainful glances, Hua Jiang didn't care, nodded obediently to Yun Zi, and continued to blow happily.

Yun Yi has been leaning against the willow tree on the left side of Hua Jiang, slightly opening her phoenix eyes and looking at her hard-working little appearance with amusement.

After blowing for a while, Hua Jiang sat up and pinched the back of his neck, turned his head and saw Yun Yi smiling slightly, and couldn't help but be a little shy, "Brother, what are you laughing at?" ”

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were bathed in the morning light, and the whole person seemed to be a little more gentle than before, just smiling faintly and silently.

Jiayue saw enough of Jun Shu's stupid appearance, and finally couldn't help but knock down the bamboo flute in his hand, "I said you're enough, play the flute or spit!" Watch your aunt teach you! She picked up her flute and said seriously: "The corners of the mouth should be retracted, just like laughing, and the breath will be integrated into a bunch...... Oops, why are you so stupid from a dead fat man! Who told you to grin so big when you laugh, put away your big teeth for me! If that's the case, chuckle, chuckle, understand......"

In a blink of an eye, it was noon, Yunzi gave them a class with a paralyzed face, and after receiving the table, he quickly walked back to the Pure Yang Palace.

Although the Yun clan established the Xuanqing Sect in the rivers and lakes, it was a pretense based on martial arts after all, and the Yi clan did not follow Taoist customs.

Gently pushing open the door of the hall, Yun Zi saw Yun Xiuwen sitting on the chair with the back of Huang Huali wiping his sword, the young man's eyebrows were warm, and when he saw her coming back, he pushed the sword into the sheath, and asked softly, "How is the class today?" ”

Yunzi walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, changed her cold and hard image in front of outsiders, revealed the gentle attitude of a little woman, and smiled quietly: "They are much more well-behaved than us at that time, Hua Jiang's talent is exceptionally good, which follows her father." ”

Hearing this, Yun Xiuwen's face sank, he got up and hung his sword on the wall, and he didn't answer for a long time.

"Xiuwen," Yun Zi shook her head slightly while holding the teacup, "I don't mind the past anymore, so why do you need to target a child?" ”

"Don't mind?!" Yun Xiuwen sneered on his face, "Whose hands did your appearance and voice ruin?" That demon girl almost burned you back then, Xiaozi! What are you going to do today, repay your grievances with virtue? I can't do it! ”

Yun Zi sat quietly with an uncertain expression, and only after a while did he say, "No matter what, she is also dead, and I will not allow you to take revenge on the hatred of our generation on the child." ”

"It's my business." Yun Xiuwen brushed his sleeves away angrily, as if he didn't want to reason with her anymore.

Quietly pouring another cup of bitter tea, Yunzi gently reached out and touched the charred and ugly scar on the left side of his face, and pulled out an ugly smile.

How can you not complain? For a woman, this kind of suffering is probably more difficult than dying, but how innocent is that child, why should this hatred continue? You're too stubborn, Xiuwen.

After taking a martial arts class in the afternoon, I had a fast meal and arrived at the time of the day. Hua Jiang returned to the bamboo house, first carefully inspected the seeds of the small laurel tree in the fence, found that they were not arched by strange animals, and then slightly relieved, picked up the wooden sword in hand, and came to the backyard to slowly review the heart of ten thousand ways to return to the sect. In the past two years, she has already practiced the "Hidden Star Sword Technique" to perfection, but it is still a big gap to combine it with the Ten Thousand Dao Returning Sects to reach the exquisite realm.

Silently reciting the mental method of returning to the sect of ten thousand ways, and practicing the ten styles of sword tricks one by one, Hua Jiang thought carefully, what really connects the two?

A crisp flute sound came from outside the courtyard wall, different from the resentment and gracefulness of Jiangnan Minor, the song was majestic, as if the momentum of thousands of armies was swept in.

Hua Jiang held her breath slightly, this song was like the situation of ten thousand ways returning to the sect, she immediately held the sword and followed the tune to try again, between the sword moves, the point, split, pick, press, and intercept were all cleverly integrated with the tune and the mental method, "Hidden Star Sword Technique" was only exerted at this time The real power was exerted, and the last one was flattened, and the sharp sword qi shattered the mountain stone not far away into powder in an instant.