The Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique that Mu Yuxi learned was originally learned and later turned into the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Dance after comprehending the sword intent of flowers. At least in Mu Yuxi's impression, it seems that he has always used it to fight the enemy, and he has never thought of using it to carve anything.

However, in Mu Yuxi's impression, a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship may not be able to use the exquisite swordsmanship in his hand to write a set of amazing handwriting.

Even the Medicine King Valley that Mu Yuxi had been to had on the boulder at the gate had the big words "Medicine King Valley" carved by the predecessors of the Medicine King Valley with unknown weapons, all confirming Mu Yuxi's guess.

But what made Mu Yuxi hesitate was that he had never had the experience of carving words with a sword, could he really do it instead of messing it up?

With a trace of doubt in her heart, Mu Yuxi once again opened the inscription scroll of the long hatred song that had stayed on her body.

The Han Emperor was heavy on the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years. The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir.

Looking at the handwriting on the scroll, I don't know why Mu Yuxi's heart recalled the scenes of Yang Yuhuan's series of tasks not long ago.

It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

Mu Yuxi, who was touched in her heart, suddenly seemed to recall the scene when she once danced with Yang Yuhuan in the courtyard of Yang Yuhuan's boudoir, and couldn't help but pull out the thin sword behind her back.

"Wow, Sister Shangguan is running away, the master is going to kill someone!" Seeing the thin sword in Mu Yuxi's hand slashing towards his position, the demon hurriedly rushed to the side and pulled Shangguan Xiangyi out of Mu Yuxi's attack range.

Is it love?

Maybe Yang Yuhuan did love it, right?

Is it hate?

Maybe Yang Yuhuan did hate it, right?

In his mind, he recalled that Yang Yuhuan looked at him before he finally disappeared, and the thin sword in Mu Yuxi's hand, who felt empathy, swirled in the sword light of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Dance.

The body can't help itself, the heart can't help itself.

Perhaps this is the reason why Yang Yuhuan sighed sadly about his life.

The abundant inner breath echoed on the thin sword in Mu Yuxi's hand, and even faintly there was a trace of distorted air currents that continued to appear, and finally with Mu Yuxi's sword dance, it continued to disappear into the pure white slate that Mu Yuxi had not touched in front of him.

Hey? What's wrong with me?

Why, because of Yang Yuhuan's experience, I feel so hesitant?

In spite of oneself? Heart, not self-control?

A sudden hesitation in his heart made Mu Yuxi, who was spinning and dancing with a sword dance, suddenly stop and look ahead in some surprise.

Wait, what am I doing here?

Why am I doing such a shameful thing here, in front of Shangguan Xiangyi and the demons?

Hurriedly withdrew the thin sword in his hand behind Mu Yuxi, looking at Shangguan Xiangyi and the demon on the side, who seemed to be extremely shocked because of his actions just now. Mu Yuxi, who didn't know how to face their gaze, hurriedly turned her head and looked ahead.

Fortunately, the thin sword in his hand just now did not touch the stone slab in front of him. Otherwise, this carved slab, which you know is valuable at a glance, will have to be smashed by yourself.

Click, click, click.

However, Mu Yuxi's fortunate relief was not over, and the slight cracking sound on the stone slab in front of her immediately made Mu Yuxi fall into the same sluggish solidification as the Shangguan Xiangyi demon behind her.

Hard, don't you say?

didn't give Mu Yuxi a chance to get lucky, and the stone chips on the stone slab in front of him that were constantly crumbling due to cracking immediately splashed a large amount of dust and buried Mu Yuxi and the others next to him directly.

"Wow, where is all this ash?"

"Ahem, cough, Mu Yuxi, hurry up and scatter these ashes!"

Hearing the exclamations of Shangguan Xiangyi and the demon next to him, Mu Yuxi, who just wanted to take the opportunity to escape but found that he could escape the monk and couldn't escape the temple, immediately helplessly puffed up his inner breath and slapped it out with a volley, blowing away the dust in front of him because of the cracking of the stone slab.

"Ahem, cough, master, it's still convenient for your air conditioner to breathe, I feel like I'm almost going to be buried!" The demon covered in miserable white dust shouted while coughing.

"Mu Yuxi, what happened just now, where did so much dust come from all of a sudden?" Like a demon, Shangguan Xiangyi, who also felt like rolling out of the dust pile, thought it was the dust that fell from the decoration mistake on it and raised his head, but his eyes froze again because he stayed on the stone slab mural behind him.

Mu Yuxi, who had already accepted her fate, followed Shangguan Xiangyi's gaze and lifted up, intending to see how serious the damage she had caused, but it was also frozen because of the marks she had just left on the stone slab.

At this moment, as the ash chips that had just been cracked and broken from the slate disappeared, the handwriting carvings of the poems of the Long Hate Song that were neatly burned on the top were placed next to Yang Yuhuan's painting on the slate.

The sword intent contained in each handwriting of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Dance was completed in one go due to the continuous sword intent of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Dance, which made Mu Yuxi at this moment can't help but wonder, is this really what he can do just now?

"Master, do you still say that you don't know martial arts?" Also raised his head according to everyone's gaze, and the demon who finally reacted at this moment immediately pointed at Mu Yuxi and shouted.

"Complain about more than 60 years of obscurity, get out of here!" Mu Yuxi, who didn't want to think about it, pinched the folding fan in his hand and smashed it on the demon's head, resulting in an instant defeat for both sides.

"Ahem, cough, Mu Yuxi, in fact, you are good at everything. It's because of the lack of confidence caused by being too withdrawn.,As a result, the character of not moving if you don't force you to do it makes people have a headache.。 Covering her mouth, she hurriedly dodged the area where the dust splashed on the demon's head spread because Mu Yuxi knocked on the demon's head, Shangguan Xiangyi said while coughing. But for Mu Yuxi's sake, you have completed your work perfectly, I will not pursue your fault for directly carving this precious complete quartzite slate. ”

"But then, I think we'll have to settle things down." Just when Mu Yuxi thought that Shangguan Xiangyi would increase her salary because of her carving, there were only two dark eyes left on her body, and she stared at her Shangguan Xiangyi with a white color, and said slowly in a tone that made Mu Yuxi shudder, "Mu Yuxi thinks that if you make me like this, what punishment should you accept?" ”

Watching Shangguan Xiangyi slowly pull out herself as a weapon, now it is more like a long sword used as a decoration, looking like she is going to split herself.

Looking at the demon who was ready to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor at any time, and the way he was sneakily blocking his back road, Mu Yuxi, who knew that there would be absolutely no good result if he stayed any longer, immediately turned around and fled.