The mountains are quiet and beautiful, and the blue waves are rippling at the water's edge. A waterfall falls, splashing thousands of feet of water.

If you look closely, you will see a figure under the waterfall, moving towards the falling water.

A figure holding a first-class long sword stabbed among the waterfalls, like a butterfly piercing flowers, with a dexterous posture and fluttering like a fairy.

The movements are very elegant and skillful, one move and one style, smooth and natural.

Every time the sword is swung, the sword and the flowing water seem to be integrated, like a light breeze without seeing the sword, in the midst of all changes, but seeing the flowing water without seeing people.

"You girl, your understanding is not bad, so quickly you have mastered the key to borrowing the sword from the water potential and using the water to lead the sword."

An indifferent voice came, in a calm tone, without the slightest emotion, but with an invisible oppressive force.

"That's all for today, you go and change your clothes first."

The girl in the yellow dress walked out of the waterfall, her clothes soaking wet and her hair wet on her shoulders.

The whole person looks very embarrassed, but it gives people a different kind of beauty, like an iceberg snow lotus, not stained with dirt.

The girl agreed, and walked to the side.

"Yanran thanked Cao Zi, the little one has your guidance in vain." Ji Yanran was dressed in plain clothes, with a jade hairpin on her head, a charming face, her eyes were as bright as water, and she saluted the white-clothed swordsman with a smile.

The swordsmanship passed down by her in this vein is a set of swordsmanship that the ancestor learned by studying the skills of bird, flying and ape climbing in Xianshan, also known as the white ape swordsmanship.

In terms of swordsmanship, it is required that the sword moves like a swallow flying, and the sword falls like the wind, free and unfathomable.

Qi follows the sword, elegant and light, the pursuit of rigidity, softness, fast, ingenuity, to overcome rigidity with softness, with dynamic braking.

These days, Cao Qiudao has a lot of guidance to her, her apprentice's understanding is not bad, and this style of swordsmanship uses a bit of charm of rigidity and softness.

Thoughts, as natural as flowing water, like flowers blooming, can not be forced, like leaves falling irretrievably

The mind is empty of nothing, and the thought of nothing is quiet.

His mind was as calm as water, walking slowly, his thoughts drifting in the boundless distance, and his body and mind were baptized by the void. As if wandering thousands of miles, the soul moves between the mountains and rivers, merging with the air.

Forget about the passage of time. Everything no longer exists.

He let go of his thoughts, and his heart was calm, without a trace of undulating waves, without the slightest throbbing. It's like a pool of calm lake water, and you can't see a ripple at a glance.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a thousand years, maybe it's ten thousand years.

On the mirror-like surface of the lake, a man sits. He just sat there quietly, without any movement, not even breathing.

He opened his eyes, and his gaze was crystal clear, without the slightest impurity.

The sword rang out, and a sword realm was instantly formed around him, and endless sword rays bloomed, stretching across the sky, straight into the sky.

Broken body does not refer to the human body, but to space.

In the sword world, everything ceased to exist. Only pure [sword] remains.

One thought is born, one thought is extinguished, and in the heart, the sword world is born and destroyed.

At this time, he suddenly felt a burst of murderous intent, and an extremely sharp edge broke through the air.

The white-clothed swordsman slashed out a sword casually.

The sword realm around him reappeared, and the endless sword rays instantly converged, turning into a supreme qi sword and slashing away at that extremely powerful edge.

It's a pity that the [sword] that has not yet approached him has collapsed.

This sharp edge was unstoppable in the world, and it still came towards him, and it didn't disperse until it suddenly disappeared in front of his eyebrows.

"You can now control your thoughts, but remember that only with one thought can you be in harmony with your [sword], and no thought without self is the ultimate realm."

An indifferent voice sounded in his heart.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. As I said before, I don't need to teach you how to swordsmanship. Now I'm going to teach you one last thing – swordfighting.

It was originally my integration of the principles of sword fighting before the age of thirty, whether it can be regarded as a sword art or not, it is all up to you.

If you only learn the arts, he is just a swordsmanship that pays attention to anticipating the enemy's opportunity first, taking advantage of the situation, and coming first, and winning with one move.

You need to master the opponent's martial arts with a clever eye, find out the opponent's background, so as to make a judgment, and block the opponent's rear attack first, so as to be able to defeat the enemy.

Just like when playing chess, you must first understand the eternal and unchanging laws of the chessboard, so that you can always take the initiative.

Only if you are not shackled by its magic, play the sword with your heart, cultivate your heart with the sword, reach the state of the sword heart and the sympathy of the heart and sword, can you be the real sword game. ”

The voice dissipated, and the figure of the white-clothed swordsman slowly disappeared, and no trace could be found.

Beginning with one and ending at nine, the lower one guards the form, the upper one guards the god, the god is like God, and the opportunity is moving. The movement of the machine does not leave its emptiness, this emptiness is very empty, it is the emptiness of not emptiness. Quiet and subtle, its coming is unattainable, and its past cannot be chased. Greet it, with unintentional intentions, and the mystery is first formed......

The white-clothed swordsman instilled everything into that sword, a wisp of sword intent.

This is a perceptual martial art, the subtlety of which lies in the combination of the feeling of the whole heart and the soul with the sword, the outer feeling is void, and the feeling of the heart is real. There is nothing outside the heart, the heart is victorious and nothing, only the sword is the only one.

Fu Nian got up, stepped on the water, and walked towards the shore, and there were still people waiting for him.

………

Ji Yanran took Fu Nian and Langyu to the outside of the mountain, this place is called Jianhu, located ten miles outside the city of Daliang.

In March, the mountain flowers and wild birds are in early spring, a piece of blue-green, reflecting the peach trees in the mountains, adding a bit of poetry.

"Miss, we're here, be careful." A girl who looked like a maid supported a noble lady in a red Luo skirt and reminded softly.

"I'm fine." The noble lady smiled lightly, gentle and dignified, and beautiful.

Her lower abdomen was already bulging very high, and she was obviously six or seven months pregnant, not far from giving birth.

She has always felt some bad premonition lately, and her heart is uneasy.

I heard that there is an ancient peach tree in this mountain, which is said to be 500 years old. But it is still immortal and immortal, with peach blossoms and lush branches. It is rumored that if you seek marriage under the tree, you will be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish.

She just secretly came here with her maid, hoping to get her long-cherished wish fulfilled.

She looked at the ancient peach tree in front of her, among the lush branches, there were gorgeous peach blossoms, and the fragrance of peach blossoms was fragrant and refreshing.

"I hope our family can spend this life in peace and happiness." The noble lady stroked her lower abdomen, and her face was full of maternal radiance.

Suddenly, the noble lady felt a sharp pain in her stomach, a look of pain appeared on her face, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Madame! What happened to you! The maid on the side hurriedly held on

The lady asked anxiously.

"I ...... I ......" The noble lady's face was pale, her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and her lips trembled, but she could not speak, and only felt cramps in her abdomen.

"Someone! Come on! Help us! The maid shouted anxiously, looking in all directions.

"Don't worry, let me see." A soft female voice sounded.

A beautiful woman came with a girl in yellow clothes and a child in green clothes.

It's her? Ji Yanran raised her eyes and looked at it, with a bit of thought in her eyes.

But she didn't show it, and walked quickly to the noblewoman, and reached out to catch her pulse.

Her internal veins were somewhat disordered, and her qi and blood were fluctuating.

"May I probe the pulse?" Fu Nian asked the maid.

The maid looked at him warily, and refused to agree, how dare he let a child cause trouble at such a time.

"You have to believe him, don't look at him as young, he knows medicine." Seeing this, Ji Yanran said to the maid.

"This ...... All right. The maid thought for a moment, looked at the pale and miserable lady, and finally nodded.

Fu Nian then came to the noble lady's side, put his finger on the noble lady's wrist, and took the pulse.

The pulse is a slippery vein, three have a pulse, one breath is seven to, the ulnar pulse is waiting for the kidney, and the uterus is tied to the kidney, which is obviously the fetal gas agitation after pregnancy.

"Your wife is already weak and pregnant, coupled with restlessness and exuberance, which leads to poor flow of qi and blood, causing abnormal fetal gas, and I am afraid that there is a risk of premature birth. Fu Nian withdrew his hand, pondered for a while, and spoke.

"Xiao Langzhong, can you save my wife? The maid hurriedly asked.

Fu Nian lifted the noble lady up and pressed her palm against her vest.

The husband rushes the pulse, the sea of the five internal organs and the six internal organs are also endowed with five internal organs. The principle of pregnancy pulse nourishment, if the yin and liver veins, and the foot less yang and gallbladder veins, are the meridians of a viscera.

The sword qi in his sword vein turned into a soft true yuan and injected it into the noble lady's body along the pulse, helping her stabilize the fetal qi.

After a while, the noble lady felt that the fetal gas in her abdomen had stabilized and become more comfortable, and the pain had subsided a lot.

Only then did she have the strength to speak, "Concubine thanked Xiao Langzhong." ”

Fu Nian hurriedly supported the noble lady who wanted to get up and thank her, and said, "Madame should not act rashly now, lest she have another fetal gas." I'll rest here for a while, and when you're a little better, then we'll go down the mountain. ”

"But it's up to Xiaolang to decide." The delicate lady's face was slightly ruddy, and her tone was not as weak as it had been before.

The maid hurriedly brought a brocade to wipe the sweat from the noblewoman's forehead.

"Brother Nian, is this lady better?" Lang Yu looked up at Fu Nian, her immature little face full of worry.

When the maid heard this, she couldn't help but get nervous, for fear that something would happen to her young lady.

"She's okay now, but after she goes back, she needs to find Lang Zhong as soon as possible to recuperate her body and recuperate her fetal gas." Fu Nian admonished.

"Your wife's qi and blood are insufficient, but the pulse is injured, you must be careful with diet, stop cravings, guard against fire, and avoid miscarriage." Fu Nian continued to admonish.

"I will take into account Xiao Langzhong's words." The noble lady bowed her head lightly and said with a gentle face.

"Yu'er, Brother Nian, I'll go down the mountain with them. It's good to help them. Ji Yanran said.

The two of them had no objections.

On the outskirts of Daliang City, the master and servant seemed to have some scruples, and after saying goodbye to Fu Nian, they hurried away.

Fu Nian had noticed Ji Yanran's expression on the mountain before, and she was afraid that she knew the identity of this noble lady.

And the noble lady was dressed in a luxurious brocade dress, and the jade ornament on her waist was also used by the nobles of the Wei State, presumably the daughter of a nobleman of a clan.

Seeing that her hair accessories and clothes seem to be unmarried, but she is pregnant and secretly comes out, it is a bit like the story of a noble lady and a poor child in the book.

And under the peach tree, he had sensed a terrifying killing intent, but the killing intent behind it disappeared quickly, making him unpredictable.