Liu Zonghai had just been out of breath for a while, and a cold sweat the size of a soybean broke out on his head, and he stared at his brows, his expression was focused, as if he had completely forgotten the pain in his body.

Because it was in the house, Liu Zonghai did not use the true qi of the dragon in his body, but only used the power of ** to exert the power of the move, but Tian Bule still felt that the sword qi was constantly drumming in the house, like a flying dragon flying in the house, and his face felt painful to be hit by the sword qi. Tian Bule saw that Liu Zonghai seemed to be completely immersed in the sword moves, each move was incomparably exquisite, he knew that Liu Zonghai was strongly supporting at the moment, and he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, and concentrated all his energy to remember the sword moves made by Liu Zonghai.

"Yuanlong Gao Lying", "Long Yuehongjiao", "Shenlong Sees the Head"...... Liu Zonghai practiced all the moves three times before stopping, holding the dragon sword in both hands, and said, "Have you memorized them all?"

Tian Bule nodded, worried: "The apprentice has already written it down." Master, how are you?"

Liu Zonghai threw the Dragon Yin Sword to Tian Bule, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and said, "In the future, you will be the new owner of this Dragon Yin Sword." My injuries can no longer be suppressed, after I die, if you have the heart, you will cremate me, and take my ashes to the Broken Dragon Cliff in Yunmeng Mountain of Yan Kingdom, which is the place where the ancestors of the Dragon Descending Sword Dao returned to heaven, and you will also complete the final inheritance. By the way, each generation of our dragon descending sword will have its own number, according to the last words of the ancestor, you are looking for words, then your number is "looking for the dragon". Nowadays, countries are fighting endlessly, countless young and strong people have died on the battlefield, their wives have been separated, and their families have been ruined. I hope you can inherit the legacy of your ancestors, find the king who can rule the world, and relieve the suffering of all people. If you can do it yourself, you can do it yourself. ”

"Master, don't worry. I will do my best to do what you have to say. ”

Tian Bule was not interested in the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sword Dao, but he was very curious about the six jade butterflies, and he secretly decided that he must go to the Broken Dragon Cliff of Yunmeng Mountain to find the six jade butterflies. According to Liu Zonghai's description, he knew that the jade butterfly must be a hundred times more precious than those dragon bones, and if it was brought to modern times, it would immediately cause a sensation.

At this time, he saw that Liu Zonghai's eyes began to drift, knowing that Liu Zonghai had reached the point of running out of oil and drying up, his heart was full of sadness, although he had only been in contact for less than a day, but Tian Bule had been deeply impressed by Liu Zonghai's dusty demeanor and bearing. Tian Bule knelt down respectfully and bowed to Liu Zonghai. When he raised his head and saw Liu Zonghai sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, Tian Bule stepped forward to probe Liu Zonghai's snort and found that Liu Zonghai was completely out of breath.

A generation of sword heroes died like this, and they were extremely free.

At this time, the sky was already bright, Tian Bule personally dealt with Liu Zonghai's funeral, and was busy for most of the day, but fortunately, with the help of Shi Lang and Bai Chen and other subordinates.

After being busy for most of the day, Tian Bule felt extremely sleepy, but he was bent on practicing the dragon descending sword technique as soon as possible, so he sat cross-legged on his bedroom bed and ran the dragon descending mental method, his mind was completely immersed in this mental method cultivation, only to feel that a warm current was slowly circulating in his heart veins, and his body was all warm. When he woke up, Tian Bule saw that it was already on the lights, and he had been meditating and practicing qi for two hours, but his legs did not feel numb and uncomfortable at all, but he only felt refreshed, his ears and eyes were clear, and his body was much more sensitive. Tian Bule excitedly pulled out the dragon sword on his waist, waved it for a while, and remembered the lonely **, so he stopped practicing and went to Tianxiang Tower.

Tianxianglou, Tian Bule came here again, only to feel like a world away, the ** in front of him sat in the hall, with a zither in front of him. **'s hands were beating on the zither, and beautiful music with oriental charm flowed from her slender fingertips. Tian Bule has heard a lot of guzheng music in modern times, but he has never heard the one he is playing in front of him.

It is an ethereal and holy realm, as if an old man with many stories, whispering, facing death step by step, for them to be more able to understand the human yearning for the afterlife, in the face of life, glory and wealth are just a passing cloud, the most precious is actually the regret of finally giving up the dream after resisting reality.

This song was told to her by **'s father on the eve of her killing, and ** wrote it down after listening to it. Now Tian Bule has finally realized the state of mind of his father at that time through the playing of **.

The world is impermanent, what is the way of heaven; Tian Bule has not finished his emotion, the style of the song suddenly changed, an indescribable state of mind, a kind of intoxicating and obsessive love, a kind of power that is enough to prove that the alliance is not false...... All contained in the delicate fingertips of the woman in the Red Mansion who buried the flowers in the delicate and picturesque painting.

"Trimming eyebrows, fresh teeth, bright eyes, beautiful posture, quiet demeanor, flattering words......" Tian Bule couldn't help but think of Cao Zijian<>.

Tian Bule stared and meditated, his heart was filled with warm warmth, and at that moment, his state of mind since he woke up had an ethereal and illusory feeling.

This song is played for yourself!

The legend of this song is that King Ji Chang of Zhou Wen met Tai Ji on the shore of Weishui in the Haoyang area, and was amazed by her beauty. Tai Ji also fell in love with Ji Chang at first sight, and in order to express her heart, Tai Ji made this song "Boat" to express her love. Later, because there was no bridge in Weishui, Ji Chang decided to build a boat in Weishui as a beam, and the boats were connected to become a pontoon bridge, which was passed down as a good story. Only in the Warring States period can you hear this love song that has been sung for thousands of years. Tian Bule thought to himself that if he could record this song and sell it back to modern times, it would definitely cause an instant sensation.

Tian Bule, a long-haired and evil young man sitting opposite **, sat elegantly with his chest crossed, and said with a light smile on the corner of his mouth: "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world." I'm so glad I was able to bring you back and become my woman, otherwise the world would have lost another peerless musical genius. It is simply an unforgivable sin and blasphemy for your music to be enjoyed by those mediocre. In the future, you will only be able to play for me alone. ”

** Bai Tian Bule glanced at him, and murmured: "Childe, you are so domineering! But you speak really beautifully," This song should only be in the sky, how many times can you hear it in the world." （http：／／）。 The slave family really has never heard such beautiful and moving poetry. ”

Tian Bule, who shamelessly plagiarized the fruits of his predecessors' labor, laughed twice after hearing this, stood up, and picked her up in surprise and returned to his seat.

**Holding his cheeks, he stared at Tian Bule and said: "**I really don't know if it is a blessing or a sadness to be able to meet my son." However,**Is it really worthy of such a sincere attachment from you, Childe?, I'm really afraid that God will be jealous** and will bring disaster again. ”

He said solemnly: "In the future, I will never allow ** to be hurt a little more, and anyone who dares to blaspheme you will be punished most mercilessly." With that, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the beauty in his arms.

**Gently kissed the corners of Tian Bule's slightly upturned mouth, and said coquettishly: "I want you to feed me to drink." ”

Tian Bule took a shallow sip of sake and kissed the slightly open cherry mouth, ** swallowed the warm sake in Tian Bule's mouth into his stomach without a drop, and the tender lilac tongue took the opportunity to entangle with Tian Bule, who would dare to imagine that the classical, elegant and pure ** would seduce a man like this?

The wine is fragrant and the blush is touched, and there are two cheeks of raw pear swirls next to it.

There is nothing more beautiful in the world than this.

Tian Bule's dragon claw hand dishonestly went deep into the collar of ** and grabbed the stiff but round pigeon milk, and the lower body was hot against the ** abdomen, and said evilly: "If you tease me again, you will be responsible for 'extinguishing the fire'!"