The sword light under the moon flowed, and at this time, a void figure outside the Ten Thousand Sword Flat gradually emerged. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info night, I saw that this person was about thirty years old, a plain robe was clean and restrained, three thousand green silk was tied up by a green jade hairpin, the man stood so quietly on the grass outside the sword flat, looking up at the agility on the sword viewing platform.

"Interesting, this kid's momentum is quite like what I did back then."

The man looked at it for a long time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a playful smile, and with a whisper, he took a slight step, and the next moment he landed, and the figure was already on the sword viewing platform a hundred zhang away!

Yue Xiaohuan danced the sword and hit the forty-sixth style coherently, there are still two styles, she can complete this set of swordsmanship, Yue Xiaohuan gritted her teeth, and kept silently watching the moves thousands of times in her heart, but the movements in her hands have gradually slowed down.

Hurry up, hurry up, Yue Xiaohuan!

She anxiously urged herself in her heart, Yue Xiaohuan knew that the effect of this wind talisman was extreme, and this time was not enough to support her to dance the Bagua Forty-six Styles completely!

"Bang-" The long sword landed, and a crisp sound echoed on the Wanjian Ping, Yue Xiaohuan finally couldn't hold the Qingfeng Sword anymore because of the wind charm to stimulate the potential and burst out in an instant, after using it, Yue Xiaohuan immediately felt the soreness of her whole body, and a sense of detachment came from every inch of her body, she collapsed so much that she couldn't even support her body, and she collapsed to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, haha!"

The pain all over her body did not make her frown in the slightest, and Yue Xiaohuan was lying on the cold stone slab, but she laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at, you kid?"

A clear voice came, and Yue Xiaohuan tried hard to open her eyes, only to find that there was a middle-aged man standing in front of her, looking at herself.

"You..... Who are you! ”

Yue Xiaohuan was startled and wanted to turn over, but her strength was so weak that she couldn't move on the ground like paralyzed mud.

The man was also a little confused when he saw this situation, only to see that the child walked the sword smoothly, held the sword as steady as Mount Tai, but his steps were agile, and his physical fitness should not be so bad, and he collapsed after only hitting the forty-sixth style?

"You're a disciple of this Heavenly Spirit Mountain, right? Maybe I'm supposed to be your uncle. ”

The man replied thoughtfully, and when he said the word uncle, there was some hesitation in his words.

"Then why have I never seen you?"

"Well, I passed away a few years ago, and today I came back to see my old friend, do you know where this Zhao Rufeng went? I walked around the Baiming Peak a few times and didn't see anyone else. ”

When Yue Xiaohuan heard Zhao Rufeng's name, she suddenly became a little more vigilant in her heart, if this person was from Zhao Rufeng's side, she would have to be wary of him, this Zhao Rufeng and Bai Zhenzhen were definitely the number one enemies on this Tianling Mountain.

"Are you talking about Zhao Rufeng, the peak master of Baiming Peak?"

"Exactly."

The man asked seriously, Yue Xiaohuan lay on the ground and curled her mouth, and then rolled her eyes at the heat in front of her.

"Hmph, I'm not telling you."

"You.... I said that I am your uncle, why are you still so rude! ”

"How can anyone come looking for someone in the middle of the night? In the middle of the night, who knows if you're here to find someone or to kill someone! Certainly not a good person! ”

Yue Xiaohuan's words made the man stunned, but in a blink of an eye, he was relieved, and looked at Yue Xiaohuan and felt a little funny.

"However, what you said also makes sense, then you practice swords here in the middle of the night, and you may not be a serious disciple."

The man said with a smile, and then reached out and picked up the Qingfeng Sword beside her, and a little stunned appeared on his face.

"After so many years, I didn't expect that I would be able to take this Qingfeng Sword again."

He held his sword and whispered, a pair of deep eyes looked at Qingfeng in his hand, everything seemed to be a world away.

How many years have passed, the world has changed, when he was young and frivolous, he left the Tianling Mountain where he had lived for more than ten years, and went into the world alone, a few years later, when he recalled the days when he and his brothers practiced swords on the Wanjian Ping, he finally couldn't help but set foot here again, the days of wind and rain were too long, and the memories here became his most simple and peaceful piece of pure land at this time.

The man's slender knuckles touched the long sword, and in a flash, it was still this Ten Thousand Sword Ping, or this Qingfeng Sword, but he Lu Yingzhong was no longer the little disciple of Tianling Mountain back then.

Yue Xiaohuan saw that this person suddenly became sentimental, and as soon as her heart turned, she immediately pretended to be very sad, and couldn't help lying on the ground and sighing again and again.

"What are you sighing for?"

"I sigh that this world is really unfair, you see, you picked up this sword with one hand, but I couldn't pick it up with all the strength to eat."

"Didn't I see you take it well?"

"Don't you see that I'm going to die now, it's because I used the Wind Charm to barely be able to dance the Qingfeng Sword."

Lu Yingzhong remembered when he heard this, and he saw some of Yue Xiaohuan's enumerated movements before dancing the sword.

"Wind Charm? I heard that this talisman is just a talisman that damages the body, and after using it, it will even lose its strength to death, you are really bold. ”

"What are you afraid of, even if you die, I have to take this Qingfeng back!"

Lu Yingzhong has never been smiling, but at this time, seeing Yue Xiaohuan's death-defying look made him slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

"Your wish is somewhat similar to my original wish."

He said with a smile, he actually leaned over and sat next to Yue Xiaohuan, lowered his head and scanned the Wanjian Ping in front of him,

"When I first practiced swords, my brothers and sisters practiced better than me, I was weak since I was a child, and I could learn swordsmanship the fastest, but because of my poor body, I always couldn't hold the Qingfeng sword, but I was very unconvinced, thinking that if I wasn't dragged down by this body, I would definitely surpass everyone, so at that time, I always came to Wanjianping at night to practice secretly."

He spoke slowly, the valve in his mind opened, and the silent memories swept over like a flood.

"And then?" Yue Xiaohuan's eyes widened and asked curiously.

"Later, I was scarred and seriously ill, and finally I lay on the sickbed for half a year, and at that time, my brothers and sisters came to visit me, and they all blamed me for practicing so hard, regardless of my body."

Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help but feel a little strange in her heart, this person's young experience was still a little the same as herself, maybe it was her practicing swords here that aroused his memories.

Lu Yingzhong stopped as he spoke, looked at Yue Xiaohuan again, and a smile appeared on his face again, this child is really amazing, as if he saw his former self, the persistent self.

"And then how do you answer them?"

"Like you, I said, even if my life is short, I will pick up this Qingfeng sword and play a set of swordsmanship beautifully! At that time, a senior brother listened to my words and never came to persuade me again, but brought the Qingfeng sword to my hospital bed every day, and taught me the daily teachings. ”

In his memory, the figure of the sword dancing in front of the window gradually emerged, and those days when he was most difficult and confused passed day by day by the company of that figure. He couldn't imagine that countless times when he was ready to give up on himself, only the appearance of that figure made him rekindle hope again and again!

"And what about later? Your body looks so good right now! ”

"Later, my body gradually improved, and I also learned the Tianxuan Six Swords, and then later, I left Tianling Mountain."

"Since your senior brother is so good to you, why do you want to leave? Isn't he going to be very sad when you leave? ”

Lu Yingzhong lowered his head and smiled, finally coming back to his senses from his long-term memory,

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. Child, maybe you will understand in the future that no matter how close people are, they will eventually part ways because of their respective ambitions. ”

"Is that so?"

Yue Xiaohuan listened to his meaningful words, and couldn't help but have a figure in her heart, the young man standing in front of him with a rattan will one day and gradually go away?

No, on this day, she will never allow it to happen!

"What's your name, kid?"

"My name is Yue Xiaohuan, and I am an outer disciple."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Yingzhong's eyes, "Oh, I remember that the outer disciples of Tianling Mountain can't be cultivated." ”

"That's right, but I just want to learn, Tianling Mountain has given me the privilege to practice with the inner disciples, and I learn very quickly, that is....... I can't hold a sword, but I don't think it's anything, you see I practice every day, and I'm the first disciple who can silently write down the 46 Bagua Forms! ”

"Well, yes, you are indeed very silent, and every move is not leaky."

Yue Xiaohuan was also very happy to get affirmed, she got up with difficulty, turned around and went to get the Qingfeng sword again,

"What do you do?"

"But it's not enough, I didn't finish a set just now, I have to practice again!"

Lu Yingzhong saw that Yue Xiaohuan was holding up her tired body, and she was still trying to raise her sword, but she shook her head helplessly,

"You listen to me first."

"Didn't you say I learned well?"

Yue Xiaohuan looked at the plain-clothed man in front of him suspiciously, only to see him get up, move his steps, and stretch out his slender hand.

"Your moves are not bad at all, but you haven't learned the god of this set of gossip swords."

His thin words came into his ears, and in the next moment, he held the Qingfeng long sword in one hand, and the man who looked slender seemed to burst out with an invisible momentum in an instant, which shocked Yue Xiaohuan's heart violently.

"Yue Xiaohuan, look at it, what should this real gossip sword look like!"

As soon as Su Yi was raised, the quiet and calm figure seemed to have turned into a sharp sword at this moment, roaring up, he lifted his sword and crossed, and when he turned around, the sword shadow was heavy, and the terrifying sword qi attacked, which actually forced the sword flat made of golden granite to dent it!

"The first type of shaking sword! Focus on the shock word! Not only to shock this person's heart, but also to shock all things in the world, a sword in hand, the world is the only one! The sword points to the sky and the earth is what you want, not tricks! The sword qi comes from the momentum, the sword is fast, and the momentum is like a mountain and a sea! ”

Lu Yingzhong's words were in his ears, and Yue Xiaohuan was also dumbfounded at this time, this simple sword was danced out of another realm by him, the same sword, the same move, but he could make such a magnificent atmosphere!