Shi Hanyan was completely out of shape, looking at the young man dancing lightly with the sword, a heart, pounding wildly, there was no adjective that could describe the shock in her heart at the moment.

Is he really a natural swordsman?

Really?

Looking at the young man dancing lightly with a sword, this question repeatedly appeared in Shi Hanyan's mind.

"Heh......"

She suddenly chuckled and shook her head, at this moment she felt that she was very ridiculous, among her Baicao Peak, there was a disciple who knew the way of the sword, but he also ran to Zilanxuan and invited the disciple of Zilanxuan to talk about the way of the sword.

It's ridiculous!

The young man naturally couldn't detect Shi Hanyan's gaffe, and he was completely immersed in his own "painting".

Yes, he imagined himself as painting.

Painting is the only thing in this world that allows him to concentrate on it.

"Mind ...... God"

The boy danced the sword, and the shadow of the sword kept emerging, and his speed was not fast, even very slow.

However, the trajectory of swinging the sword is natural...... He was carefully sketching the girl in white in his dream.

Every time he paints a girl in white, he feels like he's completing a great work of art and is able to become famous in one fell swoop.

Well, I have to paint the face of the girl in white again......

Holding the sword in his hand, the young man paused slightly, every time he painted the face of the girl in white, it was the time to test him the most, because although the girl in white had appeared in his dreams countless times, she had not shown her face once.

Every time he paints a girl's face, the boy can only imagine it out of thin air.

"Hoo ......"

He exhaled lightly, held the sword in his hand, and pointed forward, tapping away: "God follows the realm......"

"Good!"

Shi Hanyan couldn't help but exhale softly, raised his slender hand as white as jade, and clapped his hands lightly, his face was already full of joy.

As soon as he put the sword away, the young man smiled faintly and muttered softly: "It's not bad, I'm really born to paint." ”

Ever since that strange dream appeared, he began to feel that he was born to paint, and he even felt that he came to this world just to become a master of painting, but he had no choice but to enter the wrong profession and inexplicably entered the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Teacher, this sword of yours, I can use it quite well. ”

The young man turned around and handed the sword back to Shi Hanyan.

What does it mean to be quite competent, it is clearly a perfect fusion, okay?

Shi Hanyan took the sword, feeling a little uneven, how did his own sword become tailor-made by this kid?

"The sword is at will, the heart is free, the mind is with God, God is with the realm, teacher, this is the way of the sword that I have comprehended. ”

Rubbing his eyebrows, the young man said with a little embarrassment: "It seems to be ...... It's a little simple, only twelve words, but that's all I can comprehend. ”

"The sword is at will, the heart is at will, the mind is at will, and the god is ...... with the environment"

Shi Hanyan muttered again, and tapped his head: "Well, but I just watched you dance the sword, and when it was near the end, there seemed to be a slight pause, why is this?"

"This ...... It was my mind that went blank suddenly. ”

The boy said.

The whole process of dancing the sword, he imagined himself as painting the girl in white, and the short pause appeared when he drew the face of the girl in white, the girl's face was blank, and the young man's brain naturally went blank.

"Okay, you'll try to fix this little flaw in the future. ”

Shi Hanyan returned the sword to the sheath and hung it back on the wall.

The young man was stunned for a moment, the face of the girl in white was blank, how should this be perfected?

He sighed secretly in his heart, I'm afraid, I can only wait for me to rush out of the wilderness in the future and find the girl in white before I can perfect it.

"Well, teacher, the disciple will try to perfect this. ”

The young man could only say this in his mouth, could it be that he told her the truth, he imagined the whole sword dance just now as a painting, because the girl's face was blank, which caused him to pause slightly?

Then, he bowed his hand respectfully to Shi Hanyan: "Teacher, if there is nothing else, I will leave, I am very busy." ”

Very busy?

Shi Hanyan was slightly stunned, and then waved his hand: "Okay, since you are very busy, then you should go and get busy first." ”

"Farewell!"

The boy turned and walked away, very crisply.

Watching the young man disappear outside the study, Shi Hanyan's delicate lips slowly bent a charming arc, and the smile on her face slowly bloomed, and finally bloomed into a brilliant summer flower.

"Hehehe......"

She was even alone in the study, smirking: "The sword is at will, the heart is at will, the mind is at will, the spirit is with the gods, and the gods are with the realm, this is the essence of the way of the sword, good, great!"

"It's a simple twelve words, but it's not many grades higher than that long speech...... Oh, in front of this kid, that Taiya can indeed only be regarded as a pig. ”

"In this world, what is going on, the essence of the sword of these twelve words will actually appear in the hands of a fifteen-year-old boy who has never held a sword before, it is incredible!"

After a while, she remembered something again, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, shaking her head lightly: "It's a pity, it's really a pity......"

......

The young man is indeed very busy, he has to paint, he has to prepare for the battle with Xiao Jing, he has to guide Tang Rou to cultivate, and he has to take care of Fu Bo.

An out-and-out busy man!

At this moment, he was sitting at the table in his own residence, holding a pen in his hand, and there were three kinds of ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

He was busy painting.

"The teacher asked me to dance the sword this time, and I understood the way of the sword, but it made me suddenly, it turned out that painting and sword dancing, the artistic conception is the same. ”

The young man held the pen in his hand and held his cheeks: "Although I only have the martial qi realm now, and I am not qualified to match the sword, I can lay a good foundation first." ”

"It seems that in the future, the number of paintings per day will be increased from one to two...... Well, three, just three. ”

"I'm a little ashamed to think about it, just now in the teacher's study, about the comprehension of kendo, I only realized the pitiful twelve words, after I left, the teacher she ...... You shouldn't call me a pig behind my back, right?"

"Forget it, what do you want to do so much, pigs and rookies, don't you mean the same thing? I've been a rookie for many years. ”

Laughing at himself, he shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, dipped the pen in ink, and then slowly fell on the paper, muttering a sentence on his mouth: "The sword is ...... at will"

Yes, that's right......

At this moment, he unconsciously imagined the pen in his hand as a ...... Sword!

Suddenly, he came back to his senses, the pen in his hand paused slightly, and smiled bitterly: "The teacher asked me to dance the sword, I will hold the sword in my hand, imagine it as a pen, and now I paint, I will hold the pen in my hand, imagine it as a sword, it's incredible, I am in this state, I won't go crazy, right?"

"The sword is the sword, it doesn't matter, anyway, in my hands, the pen is the sword, and the sword is the pen. ”

"The sword is ...... as you like"

Exhaling lightly, the young man held a pen in his hand, and began to carefully outline it on the snow-white paper, white skirt, jade legs, slender waist, crisp breasts, fragrant shoulders......

Face......!

Half an hour later, a girl in white jumped on the paper, vivid, with a small waist, slender and straight jade legs, and a curvy and graceful figure.

The girl stood among the flowers, looking back and smiling, people are more delicate than flowers.

"Huh, it's going to be ......."

And when the young man's eyes touched the face of the girl in white, he couldn't help but be stunned.