Chapter 8: Bee Butterfly Swordsmanship

(8) Bee butterfly swordsmanship

As soon as they entered the cave, they found that on the stone bed inside, a skeleton seemed to be meditating, and a sarcophagus was placed next to the stone bed. ”

I saw a few "whoosh" sounds, a few sharp arrows from the coffin, they dodged to the side, the sharp arrows shot out from the middle, and pierced directly into the stone wall at the door, at this time, the coffin slowly opened, and there was a beautiful woman with long brown hair and a petite figure lying inside.

The beautiful woman had a thin face, a round chin, a life-like complexion, deep sunken eyes as if they were about to open, and a mysterious smile on her face, as if she had never died.

Yang Shuixin was a little scared and grabbed her aunt's hand tightly.

The beautiful woman's corpse did not wear gold and silver jewelry, only a very plain white silk skirt, but her surroundings were full of colorful flowers, those flowers had withered, but the color was still bright, and when Yang Shuixin took out one of the flowers, to look closely, the flowers had changed color, and they had become dry russet. Looking at the beauty again, the complexion on her face quickly changed to russet and suddenly turned into a shriveled face.

was frightened, at this time, Han Shanbei took out a booklet from the feet of the corpse and read: "If you don't return Loulan, you won't return it!" They continued in amazement.

It turned out that the skeleton on the stone bed was the prince of Loulan who did not return, when Huo Qubing captured the prince of Loulan, the queen mother, General Xiangguo and others, and escaped two people on the way, one was the prince of Loulan and Wang Buwan, and the other was the princess of Loulan who was lying in the coffin.

If you look closely at the booklet, there is a castle drawn in it, and the appearance of the castle is somewhat similar to that of Kasumi Castle, but the internal structure is different. The castle is shaped like a huge seven-petaled flower, and the stamen is like the seven strands of flowers in the cave.

On the back of the album there are a lot of small characters like tadpoles, Yang Shuixin and Hanshan can't figure out what is written, after a full page of words, the other pages are painted with some pictures of the villain's practice, Yang Shuixin looked at it, was surprised, and shouted loudly: "How is it a little similar to the internal strength of the mind taught by my master?" ”

Han Shan said sadly: "Could it be that Han Shan Jun is secretly collaborating with the enemy country? ”

"No, the internal strength of this booklet is even better." Yang Shui said in his heart.

Yang Shuixin turned to the last few pages, and was even more surprised, "Seven Souls Desperate Powder Dafa? "Those braided internal strength Dafa are exactly the same as the shape of the painting method that Han Shanjun taught to the disciples, but Yang Shuixin can't understand the tadpole characters below.

Yang Shuixin understood that the internal skill of the Seven Souls Desperate Powder that night must have been wrong, otherwise she would not be easily cracked by Murong Yun, and she would have absorbed half of the poisonous powder.

She had mixed feelings, looked up at the outside of the cave, and suddenly found another skeleton behind the stone door at the entrance of the cave, and she exclaimed: "Auntie, look! Looking in the direction of Yang Shuixin's finger, there was a headless skeleton sitting diagonally behind the door, her clothes were complete, but her head was missing.

The two of them stepped forward to check and found that there was a pamphlet in the skeleton's hand, and Bai Sensen's hand and claws were bent so badly that it seemed that he must have scratched it before he died. Han Shan closed his eyes, turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and whispered the Sutra of Transcendence. Yang Shuixin also lowered his head and folded his palms in worship.

Strangely enough, when they finished chanting, they looked up to see the skull's fingers spread out, and the booklet slipped from her fingers and fell to the ground.

Han Shan opened the booklet, and she said in surprise: "Yun'er, this book turned out to be the Chinese character illustration of the original one. Yang Shuixin took it and took a look, the picture album was exactly the same, she could see the words in the picture clearly, not the words of the Western Regions, it seems that the person in front of her must have an unusual relationship with the two people inside.

Sure enough, this person turned out to be the daughter of a soldier of General Huo Quai's name Leng Shudie, when the woman disguised herself as a man and went to the Western Regions with her father, Huo Qubing captured more than 200 people including the prince of the Western Regions, and on the way to victory, Leng Shudie fell in love with the prince of the Western Regions and helped him escape, and the woman in the coffin was the princess of the Western Regions.

With the help of the Seven Souls Desperate Powder brought by the prince of the Western Regions, they stunned the soldiers who imprisoned them, and the three of them fled here overnight. The pamphlet introduced the identities of the three of them, and the rest of the matter was not elaborated.

Yang Shuixin couldn't help but get out of the cave door, looking carefully at the skull at the entrance of the cave, she carefully looked at the words engraved under the skull, carefully tasted it, and couldn't help but feel sad from her heart and shed tears.

It turned out that the skull was Leng Shudie himself. She accidentally discovered the mystery of the prince's atlas, so she started a life-and-death struggle with the prince and the princess, but in the fight, the princess sprinkled the seven souls of the desperate powder, and the prince did not hesitate to suck half of the poisonous powder himself in order to save her.

After the prince and Leng Shudie's passion, the prince cut himself off from the stone bed.

Leng Shu Butterfly cultivated seven wisps of flowers in the stone cave and created his own butterfly bee sword to crack the seven wisps of flower sword.

She explained on the stone wall that she had given birth to a baby boy and carried her outside the cave to release her.

Because she created the butterfly bee sword to go crazy, she cut her head after carving herself, placed the organ, and the head was in a different place, just asking for peace in the world. When Yang Shuixin saw this, he felt a cold air rising from behind.

Hanshan Bei continued to look at the words carved in the stone and said: "All thoughts are disasters, and letting go is the root." Amitabha, the root of the bane, only by letting go of it, can the root of the bane be removed. In order to crack it, create your own bee butterfly sword, if you are destined to be a woman, you must be a pregnant woman to learn; If you are a man, you must have the blood of the demon with a black mark on your chest to practice, and only by cultivating the Bee Butterfly Sword can you crack the Seven Flower Sword and cultivate the real Seven Flower Soul Sword. ”

After Hanshan finished mourning, Yang Shuixin recalled his master's explanation to find the black demon and fell into deep thought.

Han Shanbei opened the first page of the booklet and instructed Yang Shuixin to read the booklet carefully.

The picture of the booklet is the nine styles of the bee butterfly sword, and then look at the moves of the seven wisps of flower soul sword, there are only seven moves, but the moves are unpredictable, and then the two volumes are compared, and the bee butterfly sword moves are aimed at the seven wisps of flower soul sword.

Han Shan Bei said: "Xin'er, you just practice the Bee Butterfly Sword more, the Bee Butterfly Pill I made just helps you increase your internal strength in cultivation, if you can crack this sword, the world will be peaceful, and the Xiongnu in the Western Regions will not dare to invade it repeatedly." The legends of the demons on the rivers and lakes will also disappear, and many innocent lives will not be buried in vain. ”

"The Bee Butterfly Sword is already exquisite, but the moves of the Seven Flower Blades look even more profound, I'm afraid that my niece is naturally dull and can't cultivate."

"For the sake of national tranquility and revenge, you must succeed in your cultivation."

"Yes, Auntie." Yang Shuixin sat cross-legged.

Han Shan Bei recited the internal strength of the Seven Wisps of Flower Soul Sword first, and let Yang Shuixin memorize it silently. "The internal strength of the Bee Butterfly Sword Method needs to be re-cultivated by the internal strength cultivation of the Seven Wisps Flower Sword Technique, which shows that if you want to crack it, you must have me, I have you, know yourself and know each other, complement each other, and then you can be regarded as cultivating the real Seven Wisps Flower Soul Sword."

Soon a month passed, Yang Shuixin's internal strength and heart method has been cultivated to fifty percent, during this period, Han Shan Bei gave her a few bee butterfly pills to increase internal strength, there are many birds and beasts in the Bee Butterfly Canyon, Han Shan Bei still retains the vegetarian rules, she brought Yang Shuixin a few roast rabbit meat and roast wild boar.

Gradually, three or four months passed, and Yang Shuixin's belly gradually grew bigger.

began to practice the Bee Butterfly Sword, at first Yang Shui didn't understand the essentials of the swordsmanship, and always felt that why should people who were pregnant with Liujia be able to cultivate, didn't the Bee Butterfly have to be as light as a swallow?

By figuring out one move and one style, she found out that the Bee Butterfly Sword pays attention to turning the heavy into light, and the person who is pregnant with Liujia weighs heavier than ordinary people, and it is more difficult to cultivate, but the skill in the body is more than that of ordinary people, and it is not easy to go crazy.

Just look at the nine styles: Ice Butterfly Bee Swing Pose, Flash Butterfly Tail Bee Pose, Ghost Beauty Bee Round Dance Pose...... Yang Shuixin was dazzled, just looking at the flashing butterfly tail bee style, which is divided into nine flashes, what night flash, water flash, lady flash, lover flash, song god flash, dawn flash, justice flash, dream flash, flower fairy flash.

She secretly admired this senior who created her own bee butterfly sword, and secretly wondered: With such exquisite swordsmanship, why are you afraid that you can't break the seven wisps of flower sword?

One day, Yang Shuixin came out of the cave to continue to practice the Bee Butterfly Sword, which was different from the swordsmanship she had learned before, and the tool could be anything in her hand as a sword.

Yang Shuixin picked a willow branch casually and began to perform various moves. When she cast the Goddess of Light butterfly bee swing pose, she saw that the willow branches had taken on a green halo, and for a moment she saw the figure of the sword dancer, but only the waves in front of her like the waves on the sea, and the waves were dazzling under the sunlight......

Yang Shuixin stopped, and the weeds around her had been pulled out by her sword qi, leaving only an open space.

At this time, she saw a group of butterflies not far away also dancing, that move seemed to be Yang Shuixin's Goddess of Light butterfly bee dance at this time, groups of butterflies danced with groups of bees, dancing faster and faster, and finally fell on the wild flowers......

She was fascinated by it, and after a long time, Fang suddenly realized that her last move was always the point, was it missing the move of lying on the ground?

Could it be that Leng Shudie's predecessors went crazy because of the lack of this move?

She couldn't help but re-apply the last move, and slowly, Murong Yun's face seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and he kissed her eagerly, prostrate on the ground, prostrate on the ground......