He practiced a set of boxing techniques with his fists, which came from the pile of rotten books in the small ruined temple in Linqi City.

That pile of classics is actually a peerless exercise collected by the old beggar all his life and collected by traveling around the world, and they are just thrown there at random, no one cares about it, and those who occasionally see it think it is fake. Only Jing Ge carefully read it and kept it in mind.

This boxing book without a name is very esoteric, it is not so easy to practice, and there are many unsmooth places in the practice of being talented and intelligent like Jingge.

The flow of true yuan in the body was blocked slowly, and Jing Ge patiently practiced it over and over again, but he was still unable to practice the strength of the strongest and most yang described in the book. I couldn't help but feel a little irritable in my heart.

Just as he was restless, a piano sounded in the silent and empty mountains. Accompanied by the evening breeze in the mountains, melodious and graceful, such as flowing water lightly, with an inexplicable charm, making people feel peaceful.

Under the moon, there are birds in the trees that are awakened by the sound of the piano, but instead of flapping their wings and flying, they stay where they are and close their eyes again, which is really amazing!

At the end of the song, Jing Ge also calmed down.

"Isn't martial arts all about patience, why are you in such a hurry, stranger?" The woman sitting on the stone railing of the bell tower with Yaoqin in her arms asked with a light smile.

"My son's talent is amazing, and such simple exercises should be practiced with a raise of your hand." Jing Ge said unashamedly.

The woman rolled her eyes.

"When did you come, how I don't know." Jing Ge asked strangely, this is the girl who met by the river earlier and brought him to Luoshan.

"Came a little earlier than you, you look preoccupied, and you didn't notice I was here." The woman sat upright on the stone railing, her scorched guqin lying flat on her lap.

She sat here quietly, breathing in and out, naturally blending into the world, and it would be difficult to detect it if she didn't deliberately explore it.

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, has different pupils and wisdom, and his heart is indifferent and innocent, and he is really a strange woman.

"This piano seems familiar." Jing Ge looked at her piano and couldn't remember where she had seen it for a while.

"This is what my mother left me, it's called Jiaowei Jianqin." She stroked Yaoqin, her voice was low, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of longing.

"I don't know where Lingtang is now?" Jing Ge sat next to her and asked softly.

"She's been dead for years." The woman's eyes were red.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Jing Ge felt a little embarrassed, and inadvertently touched the sore spot of others, "That other family members..."

She shook her head gently.

It's really pitiful, she is the only one left, and now she has to marry a murderous son of a family involuntarily. Jing Ge felt pity in his heart.

No, how can I let her fall into such a situation, now I am also a generation of princes, and there are few princes in the imperial capital who can compare, so if you get acquainted, you should try your best to help.

"I seem to have heard you mention that you have a fiancé in the past?" Jing Ge asked.

"The marriage was dissolved today. I'm kind of free now. She whispered.

"Huh?" Jing Ge was stunned for a moment, his heart was full of thoughts, and he suddenly remembered something. Piano, sword, contract... Could it be... Is it such a coincidence?

"And what are your plans for the future?" Jing Ge has no intention of verifying what he thinks, and it's good to be like this.

"I'd like to go back to my hometown." She looked in one direction.

"Where is your home?"

"Handan."

"The old capital of the Song Kingdom." Jing Ge realized, "That side has been occupied by Xiliang, you are a weak woman, I am afraid it will not be so easy to go back." ”

She was silent for a while, then sighed faintly, "Then I won't go back, it won't be my hometown anyway." ”

Where there is peace of mind, a place with a family is considered a hometown, there is no family there anymore, and going back is just to add sadness.

"What about you? Why do you have a lot of worries and come here to practice martial arts late at night? She asked, looking up.

"I'm worried about my family and friends, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect them in the future, so I want to be stronger." Jing Ge said frankly that he didn't hide it at all, and he felt very trusting and comfortable staying with her.

She nodded, "Maybe a little stronger will protect them." ”

"You are very talented in martial arts, if you want to learn, I can teach you." Jing Ge hesitated and said.

"I don't want to hurt anyone." She shook her head in refusal.

"The supreme meaning of martial arts is not to attack, but to protect." Jing Ge looked at her and said. "The sword is like the piano in your hand, it is just a tool, and the moves are like the sound of your piano, which is the carrier."

"It's not the sword that hurts, it's the man. It's up to you to kill or to protect, isn't it? Jing Ge asked rhetorically, he knew that she was very intelligent and must be able to understand. Without waiting for her to answer, Jing Ge swept down the mountain.

She stared into the distance, and didn't think about Jingge's words, she just wanted to play another song.

He returned, letting go of his palm. A long sword with a charred hilt glowed reddening in the night, as if burning, and it flew happily and happily to the sound of the piano. Finally, accompanied by a phoenix chirp, it fell into the guqin. The guqin lit a circle of fire, but her hands pressed on the qin did not feel burning.

"Where did you find it?" With tears in her eyes, she pulled out the sword, which was lost when she was in the Song Kingdom. Now he was sent back by an unknown son thousands of miles away.

Jing Ge touched his nose in embarrassment, he didn't remember how he got this sword in the past, and he still snatched it from her. So he decided to bypass the topic.

"That's not the point, the point is that now you have a sword."

"Will you teach me sword practice in the future?" She asked softly, fingertips touching the sharpened sword.

"Yes, I will be your master in the future." Jing Ge replied, he knew that this woman was extremely talented, and he was not worried about misleading people's children.

"Phew, I don't want a three-legged cat kung fu master like you." She flipped through the pages and said gratefully, "But thank you for sending it back." It's the thing I want back the most, so I'll take it with a cheeky face. I will do my best to thank you in the future. ”

"Make a promise." Jing Ge joked with a smile that at this time, he temporarily forgot about Yue'er, whom he loved deeply.

"It's not serious at all." She blushed slightly, picked up the yaoqin and went down the mountain.

Since Jing Ge was appointed as Feiyang Hou and concurrently served as the superintendent of the beacon tower, there were many official documents sent to the mansion every day, and after he looked through a few books, he let them pile up in the study, and the subordinate officials who came to see him were all gone.

He often went to Luoshan Mountain to concentrate on practicing martial arts, and the woman was always waiting there, staying quietly, or caressing the yaoqin or contemplating with charcoal to write and draw, and sometimes practicing swords when he was interested.

Although the two don't talk much, they look at each other from time to time and chuckle, and there is a feeling that they have a sense of clarity, and they can know each other's thoughts without words.

"I will pass on a set of forbidden exercises to you, if it is not necessary, try not to use it in front of outsiders." Jing Ge decided to tell her about King Qin's sword book, and these days, Jing Ge has unreservedly taught her the kendo exercises recorded in the broken temple.

She only had to memorize it once, and she understood it very quickly, and she danced the sword decently.

"Is this the Qin King's swordsmanship?" She asked in surprise after silently jettling down her realizations.

"How do you know?" Jing Ge was also surprised.

"I have seen in the classics that describe the swordsmanship of King Qin, and there are many similarities with this." She replied.

She was a little curious about Jing Ge's identity, these days, he has taught him many kendo exercises, although he only memorized the method, and did not explain and guide in too much detail. But the number of methods mastered is enough to astonish the world. Today, he passed on King Qin's swordsmanship to himself, where did he get these.

She didn't ask, though, everyone has their own secrets. If he wants you to know, he will naturally tell you, so why ask.

Jing Ge nodded, and was about to let her try to practice, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of an old man on the top of the mountain.

His gray beard and eyebrows trembled violently, his face was ruddy and dark, and his whole body was trembling, obviously extremely angry.

"Mr. Qi." As soon as Jing Ge spoke, he saw Qi Lao wave his sleeves, and an irresistible force slapped Jing Ge on, slapping him out and almost falling off the cliff.

"Stinky boy, you dare to rob the apprentice with the old man, what kind of things are taught, bad for me, good seedlings, the old man can't shoot you." Qi Lao rolled up his sleeves and scolded.

"Grandpa Qi, what are you doing?" Yu Yun exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Qi Lao's arm, for fear that he would hurt Jing Ge with a heavy hand.

"Do you know who he is? Protect him like this. Qi Lao blew his beard and glared.

"He's my friend, he's a very good person, and he taught me to practice swords." Yu Yun replied.

"I... You... He... It's really infuriating old man. Qi Lao angrily pointed at Jing Ge and shouted, "The old man is the first person in kendo today, and you refuse to practice swords, and now you are following a stinky boy of three or four grades to practice swords?!" ”

"The old man is going to trample him to death." Qi Lao was ready to beat Jing Ge violently.

"Don't, Grandpa Qi." Yu Yun grabbed Qi Lao desperately, and shouted at Jing Ge, "Run, why are you stupid staying there." ”

Jing Ge got up in embarrassment, and was beaten for no reason, he was also a little resentful, but there was nothing he could do, "Old thing, don't be arrogant, don't run away, wait for me to go back and call my cousin." ”

After finishing speaking, he quickly slipped down the mountain, and the hero didn't eat the loss in front of him, so he quickly flashed people.

"Oh, don't be angry, I didn't want to practice before, but now I want to practice." Yu Yun explained.

"I want to practice you to tell the old man, you must know that the old man said second in the way of the sword, no one dares to say first, what kind of thing is that stinky boy." Qi Lao said, in fact, he was not really angry, and his heart was still full of joy.

To be precise, she was angry and happy, and Xiao Yuyun, who had been looking forward to it for so many years, finally began to practice swords, but she was angry that she was unwilling to beg for so many years, but began to practice swords because of a stinky boy. Moreover, it's that stinky boy, it's so depressing.

"Don't say that about him, he's amazing." Yu Yun said.

"How powerful is it, didn't you fan the old man's sleeve away?" Qi Lao snorted coldly.

"He's only just started to practice martial arts, and it's weird if you can beat him in a few years." Yu Yun deliberately turned his face away and looked elsewhere and said.

"Let the old man see what that stinky boy taught you." Qi Lao didn't argue with her, worried that it was more that Jing Ge would teach her some messy things and make her go astray.

"He told me a lot of kendo exercises and let me understand them on my own." Yu Yun said.

"That's okay, there's no random pointing, the most suitable for you is the way of the sword, first of all, I have to find you a good sword, let me think about which sword is best for you." Qi Lao thought about it, the sword is the most loyal companion of the swordsman. Normally, a swordsman will not easily replace it for the rest of his life after finding a sword that suits him.

"Sword? I have. Yu Yun pulled out the sword from the piano and pulled a sword flower.

"Phoenix Guqin Sword." Qi Lao recognized at a glance the sword with lightning striking sycamore wood as the hilt, and said happily, "It is indeed the most suitable sword for you." ”

"Try to connect with it, get it to recognize you, and see if you can handle it." Qi Lao said, "The mystery of the way of the sword lies in the mind, and only the purest will can control it. Don't get distracted, concentrate and concentrate, it's easy for you to do. ”

"Anyone else can control a sword like that?" Jing Ge asked, and he quietly ran back again.

Qi Lao glanced at him and said, "There should have been thousands of years ago, if there was one in the world, it could only be her." ”

"Can't even your old man?" Jing Ge asked curiously.

Qi Lao shook his head, "The old man tried in retreat for three years, but he still couldn't get a glimpse of this kind of swordsmanship. The sword has a spirit, and it should be possible to connect with it. In the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, there was a sword immortal who slashed the enemy thousands of miles away, which was real. ”

"After reaching the Grandmaster realm, isn't it extremely easy to retrieve things from the air, isn't it the same reason for the Imperial Sword?" Jing Ge asked puzzled.

"You know what a fart, the Grandmaster Realm's telekinesis is nothing more than relying on the powerful True Yuan to control weapons. The small skill of carving insects, the way of the sword, is to establish a connection with the heaven and earth and the sword, without relying on his own true element control. Only in this way can the sword kill the enemy for thousands of miles, communicate with the sword's mind, and its sights and hearings can also be perceived by the sword. Qi Lao said.

"It's the truth, as if you really understand it, you don't know how to use swords, it's not hearsay, it's all guesswork." Jing Ge said disdainfully.

"You... Stinky boy. Qi Lao raised his hand and made a gesture to fight, but Jing Ge hurriedly dodged. In fact, he was also a little weak-hearted, and he wasn't sure if it was really the case, but he was just encouraging Yu Yun to try. He felt that Yu Yun was the only one in the world who had this kind of spiritual root.

Yu Yun watched the two of them talk, and Qi Lao didn't beat Jingge again. She put her sword back in the piano, closed her eyes, and sat on the stone railing of the bell tower, her hands pressed to the strings on her lap.

Qi Lao stood aside and watched nervously with bated breath, with a look of anticipation in his eyes. Time passed little by little, and the three of them were quiet, silent.

"Your old kendo first person has not succeeded in retreat for three years, will she succeed so quickly?" Jing Ge asked in a low voice.

Qi Lao sighed in his heart, too, how could it be so easy to succeed. No one has cultivated this kind of kendo for nearly a thousand years, so how can it be an overnight achievement? Besides, he didn't know if he had a connection with the sword, it was just his guess.

If it really doesn't work, then forget it. It doesn't matter if you can't practice the way of the sword, Yu Yun's talent is only seen in his life, and he can become the king of the day when he practices ordinary martial arts. It's just that he fantasizes that with her heart and talent, there may be a slight chance to cultivate this legendary kendo.

Still motionless, Yu Yun opened his eyes.

"Forget it, I guess this kind of kendo doesn't exist. It's just a conjugation for the teacher, and you don't need to feel lost. Qi Lao comforted his precious disciple, for fear of dampening her confidence in martial arts.

"Huh."

With a phoenix roar, Jiaowei's qin sword jumped out with a bang. It hovered strangely in the air, as if frozen, and a moment later, it galloped into the distance from the bell tower, circled around and came back to stand in front of Yu Yun.

"Haha, it worked." Jing Ge cheered in surprise, happy for her from the bottom of her heart.

Qi Lao seemed to be frozen by the immobilization technique, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses and muttered, "It's really possible." Then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, unable to suppress his excitement, "You are the first person in kendo today, and the old man is the second in the world, hahaha..."

Thinking about how much effort he spent back then, he couldn't touch the threshold, but today's disciple succeeded so easily. This feeling is simply indescribable and complicated.

"How did you do that?" Jing Ge glanced at Qi Lao, who was smirking from ear to ear, and leaned over to Yu Yun to ask. He is very greedy for this kind of magic skill, and he also wants to learn it.

"Well, I don't know very well, I just whispered to it in my heart, and it seemed that I could feel its response as I spoke, and then I could control it." Yu Yun thought for a moment and said.

"It's that simple? Let me give it a try. Jing Ge also sat on the stone fence.

"Okay." Yu Yun retracted the sword into the piano, and then placed the piano on Jing Ge's knees.

Qi Lao looked at him learning from Yu Yun, closed his eyes, his mouth moved back and forth, and he kept muttering vague words, feeling more and more funny.

"Silly boy, why do you think that cats and dogs can practice the way of the sword? You must know that she has succeeded alone for thousands of years, and even the old man has not been able to spy on the threshold, do you want to learn too? It's ridiculous. He scoffed in a good mood.

"Under the guidance of the old man, it won't take long for you to reach the top." He said to Yu Yun.

"Oh." Yu Yun looked at Jing Ge and replied absentmindedly.

Qi Lao saw that she had been focusing on Jing Ge, so he was angry. I made up my mind that I couldn't let this stinky boy with a bad stomach get close to Yuyun for a period of time in the future, so as not to affect her heart.

"Little Yuyun, do you know who this stinky boy is?" He decided to tell her Jingge's identity and ask her to stop dealing with this notorious son, "He is..."

"He is..."Qi Lao only said two words, and the rest was stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it back with difficulty.

For when he saw the sword, it hung in the air again.

"Wow, that's great, you can too." The afterglow cheered.

"Old Mr. Qi, I'm afraid you're going to be ranked third in the way of the sword." Jing Ge opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"How is that possible?!" Qi Lao was incredulous, and suddenly felt bitter in his heart, he had tried for most of his life but got nothing, so they succeeded so easily.

"I don't care who this seat is, Lao Tzu is the number one in the world, hahaha..."Jing Ge stood up and laughed wildly.

"Get out, let the old man die." Qi Lao stepped forward and kicked the invincible him away a hundred feet away, and fell into a deep pool next to Luoshan Mountain, where he was nowhere to be found.

"Don't worry, he can't die." Qi Lao said helplessly as he looked at Yu Yun with a worried face.

He sat on the stone railing, struggled and hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Well, can you borrow the sword and try it too?" ”