Hang Wuyi mixed and sorted the red beans and mung beans, repeating it several times. She thought that she was already fast-eyed, so she wanted Hu Xianxian to teach her kung fu with actual attack power. But even after shouting a few times, Hu Xianxian didn't answer her, so she had to walk over and pull Hu Xianxian's arm.

"Auntie! You're always thinking about things, and if an enemy attacks you, you don't even know it. Alas, no wonder the third master wants to entrust me to take care of you. ”

Hu Xianxian came back to his senses, looked at Hang Wuyi's old appearance, and wanted to laugh, temporarily put aside his troubled thoughts, and prepared to test Hang Wuyi to see how well she practiced.

"There are soybeans, mung beans, black beans, and red beans in this basket, and you have to put the soybeans in a bamboo basket, and the mung beans in a wicker basket, and the black beans in a rattan basket, and the red beans in the basket. If you can divide it within a stick of incense, I'll teach you swordsmanship. Hu Xianxian flew out of his sleeve and threw out one item after another, showing exam questions.

As soon as Hang Wu finished listening to the question, she rolled up her sleeves and did it, her hands danced like windmills, and all kinds of beans jumped into the designated basket in an orderly manner in the air, like colorful raindrops falling.

Hu Xianxian chuckled with satisfaction, this apprentice has a clear bones, a flexible mind and a strong will, he is really a good seedling.

After the selection was completed, a pillar of incense had not been completely burned, and Hang Wuyi jumped up excitedly.

"Auntie, can you teach me Tai Chi Xuanwei swordsmanship? I watched my uncle dance the sword every day, and I was so envious. ”

"Today's time is officially taught to you, it's still early at this time, you should choose beans. Well, you have to wear leather gloves. ”

"Huh? Yes? Yes! Hang Wuyi cried and mourned, holding his head exaggeratedly as if he was about to faint.

"Dizzy, if I can't finish choosing beans, I won't teach swordsmanship." Hu Xianxian shook his eyebrows and smiled evilly, took out a pair of deerskin gloves and dangled them in front of Hang Wuyi.

Hang Wuyi grinded his teeth, snatched the deerskin gloves, and chose beans with a bitter face.

When the time came, Hang Wuyi waited anxiously in the bamboo forest, she really longed to be a dashing sword fairy, and she was really worried that her unscrupulous master would tease her again.

Hu Xianxian Shi Ran walked over and said arrogantly: "It's not bad, I know to come and wait earlier." ”

Seeing that Hang Wuyi was still standing beside him with his hands bowed respectfully, Hu Xianxian laughed out loud and handed her a bamboo sword made of bamboo poles.

"If you want to practice Tai Chi Xuanwei swordsmanship, you must first practice Tai Chi swordsmanship to lay a good foundation. Your uncle is a disciple who has no formal entry, he can directly learn the method of splitting thorns, and if you are a personal disciple, you must learn it solidly. ”

Hu Xianxian raised his sword and danced a wrist flower, his legs became a golden rooster freestanding, and he pointed out a sword diagonally downward.

After doing the demonstration, he handed the sword to Hang Wuyi and asked her to do it.

This night, from pointing, splitting, blocking, sweeping, teasing, to stabbing, holding, hanging, clouding, and wiping, Hu Xianxian gave Hang Wuyi a demonstration.

On the fourth day of the eighth month, he taught her to collapse, hang, frame, support, intercept and draw, pierce, lift, hold, chop, and chip, so that she had a general understanding of all the basic moves. Then, let Hang Wuyi practice each style individually.

Hu Xianxian asked her to practice a single move for an hour, then rest for a while, and practice all the moves in a coherent manner.

She didn't use the teaching method of practicing one move first and then practicing the whole set, she thought that maybe it was easy to practice a single move quickly and master, and she could have the ability to attack early, but what she practiced was only killing instead of swordsmanship.

Hang Wuyi is an orthodox personal disciple, and she has an immortal fate, and the swordsmanship she uses must have a calm, calm and solemn atmosphere. Therefore, we must take into account the integrity of swordsmanship, and we must not blindly seek speed.

On the evening of the fifth day of the eighth month, Hang Wuyi suddenly hung his head and said: "Auntie, you can directly teach me the Tai Chi Xuanwei swordsmanship, when I broke up with my uncle, he restrained me with one move." ”

"Do you think I'm too slow to learn what I'm teaching you? Not to mention that the mud egg has studied more than you for a year, and you can't win with your impatient attitude! ”

Hu Xianxian was really a little angry, but she didn't expect Hang Wuyi to be unable to understand the deep meaning, and only thought about winning or losing the struggle with others, which really failed her hard work.

Hang Wuyi muttered: "I can't catch a single move, how can I fight people ...... in the future?"

"That's how you want to fight?"

"I don't want to fight with people, I don't have to win, at least I have to be able to pick up a few tricks when I break up with people, right?"

"If you want to learn from me, you have to do it my way! I don't allow you to practice quickly, you practice the routines first, and then talk to me about how to dismantle the tricks from others. ”

Hang Wuyi retorted unconvinced: "I heard that you haven't practiced routines at all, you are only a little proficient in some spells, and then you killed the Golden Python Demon She Rimang, why don't you want to teach me the quick exercises?" ”

When Hu Xianxian heard her say this, he raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, took the bamboo sword from her hand, and the horizontal sword became powerful.

Hang Wuyi saw Hu Xianxian's feet folded, and the sword was hidden behind his left elbow; The middle finger of the right hand, the index finger and the sword finger, draw yin and yang, and the legs then lunge.

The momentum is gentle, and the undertaking is becoming more and more urgent. In an instant, the sword shadow was heavy, and the bamboo sword held in the left hand had already been changed to the right hand and waved the wrist.

Hang Wuyi once thought that the bamboo sword was light and drifting, and there was no might, but he didn't expect that Hu Xianxian would have the power to split Huashan when he split obliquely. And when the bamboo sword stabs straight is like a meteor, when it is flirted, it is like a spark bursting, and when it is crossed, it is like lightning breaking through the sky!

The sword rose with a strong wind, making Hang Wuyi feel that his body and mind were shrouded in the fierce sword qi; The sword rolled into the clouds, and she only felt that her soul was melted into the sword intent of Kuangyi Qingyuan.

Hu Xianxian's body is smart, and every move and style is as natural as flowing water, and there is no stagnation. The fallen leaves in the bamboo forest are all spinning and flying with her sword. When Hang Wuyi was dazzled, in an instant, Ye fell quiet!

Hang Wuyi was almost stupid, and there was still a sword shadow dancing in front of her. The sword shadow appears like a disassembled picture, each move is disassembled and slowed down, and it is reflected in a row.

Hu Xianxian handed the sword to her, and she took the sword to learn it. She is no longer impatient to ask for quick tricks, and practice seriously. It's no longer a blunt imitation of movements, but a drunken dance. It was as if she had lost her body, but only the shadow of a sword.

Seeing that the apprentices were practicing diligently, Hu Xianxian lazily leaned on the bamboo pole and drank the dew of flowers slowly. The sunset was shining, and her face with a happy smile was gilded with a layer of gold.

She had a lot of thoughts, this apprentice heard that she killed the golden python not long after she learned the Tao, so he thought she had a trick, right? What's the trick?

relied on Cheng Haofeng to take the Dream Crystal, so that she not only had Bai Huifeng's cultivation, but also invisibly connected to the cultivation of other generations. Hu Qingding is the one who has practiced the basic exercises the most solidly, and of course he doesn't need to practice the routines anymore.

But this kind of quick success has paid a terrible price, if thousands of years of penance can be exchanged for not having to pay those costs, of course I would rather do penance.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the current situation, Cheng Haofeng is likely to be punished by heaven for what he does, but she can't persuade him. There is no turning back from the bow, perhaps from the beginning of their love and love, there is no chance to turn back.

Hu Xianxian felt a little bored in his heart, so he became sleepy and wanted to lie down with his eyes closed. She saw that the bamboo tip was bent like a fishing rod, and it was very interesting to look at, so she flew up to the bamboo tip and hooked the bamboo rod with her feet, and lay on its side. The bamboo tips swung a few times and bent a little more.

Hu Xianxian laughed at himself in dismay, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep. The green bamboo is verdant and secluded, the green clothes are lingering, the wattles are hanging obliquely, the slender feet are obliquely hooked, and the free fairy is sleeping in the air.

Hang Wu caught a glimpse of her fairy posture lying on her side on the bamboo top, and was envious, thinking that it would be good if he could sleep like this one day. didn't know that Hu Xianxian, who just wanted to recuperate quietly for a while, had really fallen into a dream and fell into her own uncontrollable dream.

In the dream, the clouds covered the fog, Hu Xianxian tried his best to fly, and flew for a long time, but there were still long clouds and mist in front of him.

She flew tired and fell down in frustration. Falling to the end, she did not fall to her death, and finally found a down-to-earth feeling. The mountains and waterfalls in front of you are full of smoke, although they are no longer vast, they are still full of smoke.

She seemed to be the only one in this empty and lonely world, and she leaped, ran, and fluttered in fear, and kept searching, but she herself did not know what to look for.

She found nothing, standing alone on the peak, clutching her heart, which was so cold that it hurt, and burst into tears.

Tears blurred his eyes, and in his eyes there were birds fluttering, apes climbing, and squirrels jumping. She wiped her tears and smiled and frolicked with them.

Playing with them brings a lot of joy, but my heart is still empty. She continued to search, fearless of mountains and rivers, and finally found a group of people who gave her a place to settle down.

The golden beams and bronze pillars built the heavy building, and the jade Yaotai Crystal Palace, she met them in this gorgeous palace.

Ma Mingfeng came with Cai Lianjun, one of them was dressed in ochre-colored brocade robes, square and majestic; One was dressed in a blue embroidered skirt, virtuous and dignified.

Long Xiaofeng wore a crimson brocade robe, and walked with a hearty smile. Ye Saiying came with him, dressed in a goose yellow dress with a bright smile on her face.

Ling Ruofeng came alone, proudly raised his chin to her, lightly lifted the silver-white robe, crossed the threshold, and sat down in the hall.

Lie Yufeng and Hong'er walked side by side, he was still handsome, wearing a robe with a moon and white cloud pattern; She was still smiling and wearing a red gauze dress.

Qin Mufeng and Du Wanzhi pointed to the fairy grass in the garden all the way and walked slowly. He was dressed in a green robe, and he was as beautiful as a bamboo; She was dressed in a pale green dress, as graceful as an orchid.

The Qi trees in the garden are colorful, and there is the sound of broken jade when the petals fall to the ground. Han Zexi and Shen Zhujun stood side by side under the tree, his purple robe was noble and generous, and her emerald skirt was elegant and fresh.

Someone flicked the bead curtain, and the lotus step was Shanshan, it was Jiang Yan who was wearing a scarlet floor-length skirt and was smiling. Chao Xuantong's always serious face also showed a slight smile, and the dark blue robe he was wearing was a little bright.

Hu Xianxian was looking forward to the appearance of the most important person, would he come in a simple blue robe, or would he be dressed in a purple Qi Ruiyun robe?

He came, dressed in a big red wedding dress, which was not very festive, but a little dazzling......

She hadn't seen what kind of expression he had yet, and there was only overwhelming red in her eyes! It's dazzlingly red, it's palpitating, it's so red that it devours everything!

Hu Xianxian forgot everything at this time, and he didn't seem to exist. All that was left in her ears was a whisper:

Dream long, a pillow of yellow sorghum; Affectionate, marriage is a death; hatred lingers, overturning the Three Realms; The road is long, and the return is the return.