The breeze blows on the face, and the fragrance of flowers lingers.

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged, with a smile on his lips, like a flower.

But she is in a closed tent, where can there be a breeze?

There is a lingering fragrance in the tent, but it is the faint contemplation of agarwood incense, not the delicate and elegant and transparent and holy floral fragrance that lingers on the nose.

No, not haunting at the end of the nose!

It's in her heart, her sea of knowledge.

The golden lotus flower blooms like glass, the petals are clear and clean, and the fragrance is light and elegant.

Xiao Yan's eyelashes moved, his eyes opened suddenly, the look in his eyes was incredible, and suddenly turned into surprise, and with a "ha" sound, he rolled on the marching couch.

Breakthrough?! Ahaha, her state of mind has broken through!

Silver lotus turns into golden lotus! That is, the second turn of "view is like a lotus, light is like glass"!

- The second realm of Liantai!

She advanced to the second realm of Liantai.

Ahaha, she's such a genius!

Xiao Yan rolled on the couch again.

The second realm of the lotus platform is equivalent to the divine consciousness reaching the late stage of the cave realm - of course, it has just stepped up to the stage of the late stage of the cave realm realm, but it is also the late stage! Ha ha!

Thinking that he could suppress Li Yuzhen in his divine sense in the future, Xiao Yan was so happy that his heart blossomed.

But...... She stared at her eyebrows and thought to herself, how strong is Li Yuzhen's divine sense?

Xiao Yan can't be sure, but it must be not only in the early stage of the Cave True Realm, the sword has always been strong, refining the body and refining the gods with the qi of sharp gold, not only the combat power is strong, but also the divine sense is stronger than the martial artists of the same level, and Li Yuzhen is also a talented kendo disciple, and there is no one among her peers, just looking at the fact that she can safely escape from the self-explosion of the middle stage of the Tubo Cave True Realm with her body and sword, it proves that her divine sense is at least above that middle stage grandmaster, perhaps...... It's already in the late stage of the Cave Realm!

Xiao Yan thought of this, his eyebrows drooped again, and then he sat up straight. Wait for her to break through to the third realm of Liantai...... Well, no, the fourth realm, let Li Yuzhen know what the festival is-actually fascinated her with medicine and wine, it's just ...... Xiao Yan suddenly remembered what his biological mother had done, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought, "This is the princess's disease, it must be cured!" ”

No, I'm thinking far away -- in short, when the time comes, I will force Li Yuzhen to write a thousand sheets of "I want to have discipline", which will be plastered all over her bedroom, as well as her study, and she will read it in the morning and evening, and she will have to read it if she doesn't read it......

What came to her mind suddenly appeared: Li Yuzhen was dressed in a purple robe, slanted her eyebrows, and wrote "I want to have discipline" with a cold expression...... It's a beautiful picture!

Xiao Yan decisively decided to do so.

However, it will take a little time to achieve this...... Maybe Li Yuzhen's purple robe has become an imperial robe.

Xiao Yan imagined that Li Yuzhen, who was dressed in an ochre yellow dragon robe, wrote those words majestically and solemnly, maybe they were recorded in the living notes, what will future generations think when they see this historical material? - The saint always reflects on himself?

Ahaha...... Xiao Yan couldn't help it anymore and rolled around on the couch.

She decided, she had to do it.

But she rolled a little, and suddenly felt that Li Yuzhen might fly, and she frowned lightly and said, "Then if you are lost, I will rape back" - and I will definitely not write these words! Xiao Yan twitched her eyebrows, thinking that she could say such things as Li Yuzhen even if she became the emperor.

The saint is an old scoundrel - his "eldest grandson" is really like him...... Xiao Yan snorted.

It seems that she still has to wait until she reaches the innate realm and can overwhelm her by force before he can beat her and teach her what discipline is.

Xiao Yan thought of this and rolled again.

I feel that the future is bright.

When the time comes, he will be able to fight with Li Yuzhen's sword, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly boiled, he straightened up, put on his military robe, and strode to the school field to practice swords.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, the school field was empty, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

The temperature in the night in Tibet is much lower than that of the day, and the day in the middle of July is already autumn in Luo, and the wind is cool and cold, and the mask on the face is also cool.

Xiao Yan's internal air swirled, and began to practice the knife and quench the body, the heaven and earth vitality entered with her breathing, pouring in from her nose and acupoints, her hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock, but the knife was as light as a cloud, sometimes as fast as the wind, as fast as electricity, and as thunder.

After a trip to the knife, her eyes were clearer like water, and like the bright moon in the sky, clear and lofty.

She picked up the knife again, her heart was as clear as water, and her light was as bright as the moon.

In a lifetime, there will be a thousand sails passing by, my mother said, you can be emotional, emotional, not infatuated, infatuated, or even ruined because of love...... Li Yuzhen, if you are in love, you can't become the target of my martial arts.

She slashed out.

With a knife at will, the horizontal knife slashed across the eyebrows, like a big star crossing the sky, and the light in an instant was better than the bright moon in the sky.

***

The bright moon shines high, and the moon shines like silver.

Outside the dormitory of Changle Palace, Li Yuzhen was also practicing swords.

She practiced her sword on the roof of the dormitory, walking like a dragon, her sword aura was sharp, and the moonlight turned into a dazzling silver light when she entered the sword.

The purple robe on her body was already soaked with blood from the wound.

The knife wound on her right chest pierced the back of her shoulder, but except for a hint of stagnation when she raised her sword at the beginning, she could no longer be seen to have suffered a knife wound.

Although this knife was heavy, it was not as severe as the wounds she had received...... Her injuries are never healed!

Quenching the road with battle! Quench flesh with a sword!

The aura of sharp gold circulated in her body and on the surface of her body, tearing her wounds, nourishing her flesh and blood, breaking and healing, and refining her flesh and blood stronger than before with the qi of sharp gold. However, this method of quenching the body after breaking and standing is not something that ordinary people can use, even if it is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, it is rarely used. Because "breaking and then standing" must first withstand the break, can't bear it, and before it stands, it will be broken to death.

How many can bear the pain of torn flesh and even bones?

Moreover, large and small wounds on the skin and in the body will slowly heal with the quenching of the sword qi, this process is as if there are thousands of ants gnawing at the flesh and blood, dense, not only extreme pain, but also extreme itching, there are many strong-willed disciples in the Sword Pavilion who may be able to withstand this pain, but often can't withstand the extreme itch accompanied by this extreme pain, and at the same time, the body is washing the marrow and bones, this internal and external attack, it is really miserable! - But you must grit your teeth and bear it, because this kind of quenching process can never be interrupted, otherwise the will will will not be able to survive, and the most taboo thing in kendo is "cowardice", so the disciple who fails must have the Dao heart damaged, and may not be able to break through this demonic obstacle shadow for the rest of his life, and it will be difficult to advance in the way of the sword.

Therefore, many kendo disciples will not choose this sword qi quenching flesh and blood method.

Furthermore, even if your mental will can withstand it and can withstand it, can your physical strength withstand it again? ――Can your flesh and bones heal faster than the speed of "breaking first"? Maybe your sword qi has already been "broken" to death before your flesh and blood are quenched.

Therefore, the pavilion master and elders of the Sword Pavilion called Li Yuzhen a madman - but this kind of "madman" was undoubtedly what they liked, because although Li Yuzhen was born in the royal family and was taught by Tiance, he also received the true transmission of the sword path of the Sword Pavilion, one of the three major martial sects in the world.

But although the Sword Pavilion taught her the way of the sword, it did not accept her as a disciple - Li Yuzhen already understood, because she would definitely "enter the imperial palace in Ziwei", and the Sword Pavilion would not accept the emperor.

She set her heart on the way, but she finally held the king sword and "hugged Pu" into "Tai'a".

But she has no regrets, and everything she does is out of her heart's choice.

As a royal family, you must assume the responsibilities of the royal family.

The higher the glory, the greater the responsibility; No one can enjoy the glory and say with peace of mind, "This is not what I want, I am not willing to bear it."

This is not Li Yuzhen's way.

Her word is the heart.

To abandon one's responsibility with the word is to bear one's heart.

Under the moonlight, the sword light is like silver, sharp and horizontal, but it does not damage half a point of the temple tile, which shows that the control of strength has been meticulous.

The dripping blood from the purple robe on her upper body returned to her body, seeping into her skin and quenching into her flesh and blood as the sword qi on the surface of her body seeped into her flesh...... The last sword hung upside down like a river of frost, hanging straight down from the sky.

Tai'a roared into the sheath, and those thin and cool eyes were like autumn blooms under the moon.

She looked to the west, and put her right hand on her chest, where the knife wound had completely closed, and her skin was as smooth as jade, leaving no trace.

It's just that the heart has been notched, and the love has been scarred.

She smiled slightly, even Yuehua also lost color at this moment, and said in her heart: Xiao Yuezhi's state of mind should be advanced, right?

Dreaming into the illusion, Yaotai broke the barrier.

Misty Dream and Yaotai were originally used by the Dongzhen Grandmaster of Tiance Academy to enter the innate and break the heart barrier.

The most important thing is to experience the heart tribulation, and nine of the ten heavenly masters have failed at this step, just because the heart barrier can't pass! The innate grandmaster of the Li clan exhausted his mind before he figured out a way to create an illusion and break the mental barrier, luring out the inner demons of the acquired grandmaster with a dream, and then using Yaotai to help the acquired grandmaster clear his heart and break the obstacles - although it only increased the success of experiencing the mental tribulation by one and a half percent, this is already a great way to break through the innate realm.

However, it was used by Li Yuzhen as a "love medicine" on Xiao Yan! - Because she first used aphrodisiac fingering, Xiao Yan's dream of entering the country is spring love; And Yaotai's use to break the realm was used by her as an introduction to love, which attracted Xiao Yan to take the initiative to rejoice with her.

Li Yuzhen felt that he was a talent, and he even came up with this kind of genius usage...... However, when Uncle Huo found out, he would definitely be so angry that he vomited blood - no, he beat her to vomit blood: You are a loser, a violent thing!

Li Yuzhen couldn't help laughing, feeling that after returning to Beijing, he would definitely have to "quench flesh and blood with a sword" - Huo Wang's injury to her was much more serious than this knife, after all, it was innate, and one palm could beat her half to death.

Xiao Yuezhi, you see, I'm for you, but I've used all the barrier-breaking drugs that have really entered the innate hole, and you can "compensate" me in the future, well, it's not much, just three days.

Li Yuzhen felt that with her and Xiao Yan's bodies, it would not be a problem to "lose" for three days on the bed.

She smiled at the corners of her mouth, and the moonlight in her eyes.

But then her smile faded.

If Xiao Yuezhi's state of mind is really advanced, that is, the heart is like a mirror platform, which can be wiped with a flick, and is not bound by this matter, so "there is no trace of spring dreams"; In the same way, it also shows that her heart is still lustless for her, and because her love is not born, she has no desire...... Li Yuzhen's eyes turned cold, and a laugh of "heh" came from his chest, heavy and faint.

So what!

The way of the sword is thorny, can she be afraid to move forward?

Even if the love path is thorny, she will swing her sword and slash it away, fearlessly moving forward.

Xiao Yuezhi, don't think that if I fall in love, I will damage the Tao.

My kendo, that is, the way of the heart.

The heart does not live up, and the road does not live up.

Xiao Yuezhi, I chase you for love; You chase me, for Wu - work together.

Li Yuzhen looked at the sky and the high moon, raised his eyebrows, smiled, like the king of the sky, stepping down from the spine.

She looked forward to the day when Xiao Yan could fight with her.

It must be as hearty as two people on the bed.

The corners of Li Yuzhen's mouth hooked up with a smile, thinking that if Xiao Yuezhi knew, he would definitely scold her as a "hooligan!" ”

But she just wants to be a "hooligan" Xiao Yuezhi, and she also wants to be "hooligan" by Xiao Yuezhi. - Only her, only her.

Her Royal Highness the princess entered the palace and went to bed with the firmness of "fearlessness of the Taoist heart", and decided to meet Yaotai in Xiao Yue's dream to have a friendly and in-depth exchange of hearty questions.

***

Autumn is as cool as water, and the bright moon is cold.

The night in Tingzhou is a little cooler than Luo, after all, the geography goes north for thousands of miles, although the terrain is not as high as Tubo, the summer days are very short, as soon as the July and a half pass, the autumn cold is coming, the temperature difference between day and night is greater, and you have to wear a big hat when you get up at night.

Shen Qingyi stood under the moon in a light cyan coat, and the laurel tree in the Taoist temple emitted a quiet fragrance, because the autumn wind blew, the original fragrant and sweet fragrance became light, but because the fragrance of flowers floated in the air, the fragrance was a little faint and entangled.

Shen Qingyi stood in a daze, holding a petal blown off in the palm of Qingsu's hand, the faint fragrance went to her heart, entangled in her heart, with the faint sweetness of cinnamon, and the astringency after the fragrance was gone.

She fell asleep all night, and her heart was complicated, and when she got up to drink water, she simply put on her clothes and went to the small station in this courtyard.

This is the Jade Void View of Tingzhou, she came with the uncles, brothers and sisters of the Daomen, and lived in the Jade Void Temple; Now, the epidemic in the Jin Tai Yu field has been suppressed, half of the people have died, but half of the people have been slowed down and the epidemic has been controlled, and the master has left some disciples here to observe, but she and her uncles have to leave first - the research of the Sanqing Palace Medicine Hall is in a critical place, the plague in Tingzhou is just a kind of warm epidemic, and the plague is not a frequent epidemic in the Tang Dynasty, Shen Qingyi, who has become the core of the Medicine Palace, is still busy after returning back, and it is impossible to stay here to deal with the aftermath.

These months are enough for her to be tired, and sometimes when she is about to fall asleep, she will suddenly wake up, because of an idea of medicine, or an inspiration, she has to get up immediately to do it; The Daomen pharmacists who came over were all tired and thin, and the most important thing was this kind of mental exhaustion, and the exertion of physical energy was secondary, and the cultivation could be quickly recovered--the pills and food prescriptions for the Daomen to warm and nourish the body were all good.

Several maids who have been with Shen Qingyi have taken care of her diet very well, and all kinds of warm and healthy meals are used uninterruptedly, but Shen Qingyi is still thin, and looking at it like this under the moon makes people feel thin, as if a gust of autumn wind has passed, and it will float away like the laurel petals.

Bai Su stood under the porch, his heart felt like he had filled in, and he wanted to step forward but didn't move: the young lady's thoughts, they don't understand! Originally, they thought that they were in a bad mood when they were separated from Lang Jun, but then Wei Siniang entered the mansion and soon became pregnant, they thought that the young lady was going to be sad, but who knew that the mood was actually better - I didn't understand, I really didn't understand; But this good mood didn't last for a few days, and it was like before, and the gloomy eyes made people incomprehensible.

Alas! Bai Su sighed silently: People say that a woman's heart, a needle under the sea, but the heart of a young lady is deeper than the bottom of the sea, and it must be a deep ditch in the bottom of the sea - if there is, it must be the deepest ditch.

Bai Su was sighing in his heart, when he saw the door on the side knock softly, Duan Yan pushed the door, and Lang Jun came out wearing a big hat.

She turned sideways and saluted Xiao Cong, got up and glanced at each other depressedly, and stood silently by their respective doors-Young Mrs. Lang Jun hadn't had sex with each other for a long time, so that these slaves and maids who served them were so depressed.

Xiao Cong didn't sleep well at night, thinking that he would go back to Hezhou tomorrow, his thoughts were mixed, he couldn't sleep and went out of the room, and when he went out, he saw his wife's shadow under the moon, and the thin and slender made his heart suddenly hurt, and his eyes were moist in an instant.

It was a mixed feeling, full of regret, pity and distress, and a kind of unclear to him, perhaps "Qingyi shouldn't be like this...... But how is it like that? "That feeling of guilt and self-blame.

He respects Shen Qingyi, admires her, and deeply feels that she is a woman like frost and plums, with clear bones and fragrant hearts, and stoic and decisive means......

However, Shen Qingyi is so depressed.

Xiao Cong felt that his wife felt like there was a sinking pool in her heart, sinking herself deeply, others couldn't see through it, and she couldn't restrain herself.

Xiao Cong's heart ached.

He stepped down the steps, made a faint sound under his feet, walked behind Shen Qingyi, and said in a warm voice: "The night is cold, be careful of the cold." ”

Shen Qingyi smiled and looked back, "No." You forgot that I was a healer. ”

Xiao Cong said: "Doctors don't heal themselves. He sighed again, "If Ah Yan comes back and sees you so thin, he will definitely blame me." ”

Shen Qingyi's heart trembled when she heard Xiao Yan's name, and she turned her head to look at the bright moon in the sky, not letting Xiao Cong see the look in her eyes at that moment.

She misses Xiao Yan and misses her very much.

It hurts to think about it!

That love did not fade because of the separation from Xiao Yan, but because he couldn't see that person, he couldn't help but think about it thousands of times in his heart, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but describe it in his heart, again and again, and constantly portrayed it in his heart, until that person was more and more engraved into his heart and integrated into his bone marrow, as if the flow in the veins was all bubbling lovesickness.

She slashed a knife in her heart, full of blood.

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