"Good! You rest for a while, and then let's move on. "Yue Buqun is not hypocritical, the most important thing is that with him present, he can hold Yin Li no matter what, and help her turn back.

If she doesn't teach her now, she practices by herself in private, and if she really dies, that's the blood loss.

To say how much master-apprentice friendship Yue Buqun and Yin Li have, this is, of course, nonsense.

But since the other party called her Master, then he had to be responsible.

If the master is like the father, he is called the master.

Give Yin Li a bottle of Baiyun intermittent glue and let her smear the wound by herself, and after the bleeding stopped, Yue Buqun handed her a wooden sword.

"Although the sword aura is fierce, grass, trees, bamboos and stones can all be used as swords, and they can all destroy the withering and decaying, but the use of wooden swords is a little less aggressive than the use of swords." Yue Buqun said.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yue Buqun hid a trace of true power in the wooden sword in advance.

If it is not right, it will immediately detonate the true power, and when the wooden sword explodes, the shattering is nothing more than sawdust, even if there is a strong blessing, if it falls on the person, it will not pierce the person through.

If it's iron, not necessarily.

Yin Li took the wooden sword and held his breath, as if he wanted to get back to his state.

However, using sword intent, she was rusty after all, and it was difficult to dispatch her emotions for a while, and she still needed to combine the first three sword intents with sword moves and go through it again.

When the thoughts are returned to lovesickness, the mind is immersed in sorrow, and the sword intent is opened again, enveloping all directions.

A trace of sword qi turned into a love silk entanglement.

The sky is half-open, the sunset is shining, this trace of sword qi like love silk, beautiful as a dream, blooms in the sunset.

Yin Li was wearing a goose-yellow dress today, which was gradually stained by blood stains.

Like a small yellow flower, it gradually transforms into a deep black and red color.

The flowers that bloomed on the mountains fell into hell, but she still seemed to be delicate, and she bloomed more and more gorgeously.

Although there was also a sword qi that injured himself, but the sword qi was not pushed by a sharp sword blade, it was always three points weaker, and the wound on his body was not deep, and Yue Buqun did not shout to stop.

And after a short period of loss of control, Yin Li seems to have rediscovered the 'backbone'.

After all, she didn't really find Zhang Wuji at that time, and then regretted it for life.

But if she really hadn't found it at that time, maybe she wouldn't have fallen so deep.

A drink and a peck, is it fate or sin?

"Look! This is the fourth sword, and you have to comprehend this sword completely by yourself, and you can't teach too much as a teacher. ”

"You look at the sword tricks and learn, if you don't look good, you can change them yourself, and if you change them well, you can change them badly, and you have your own plans for the teacher." Yue Buqun said, also changed to a wooden sword, and began to perform the deduced moves.

At the same time, poetry is also a mantra, which follows the trend.

"Since parting, I have met with memories, and I have dreamed of the same soul with you a few times, and I am afraid that the meeting will be in a dream tonight."

Yin Li held a wooden sword in his hand and gestured with the same moves as Yue Buqun demonstrated at first.

But gradually there is a difference, the swordsmanship is a little more dreamlike, but it is a sense of disadvantage.

Judging from the pure swordsmanship moves, it is still unqualified, and even full of flaws.

But with sword intent and sword qi, everything is just right.

Lowering a few grades, isn't the so-called flaw in the sword technique of warding off evil spirits precisely because the people who use it are not fast enough to move the sword?

Once it is fast, all the flaws are the most prominent advantages.

There are still cases of swordsmanship that are purely based on skill, and swordsmanship that involves sword intent, of course, is even more so.

Swordsmanship moves are always appearances.

Comprehending the sword intent, no matter how you swing the sword, as long as the sword intent is not wrong, it is the acacia swordsmanship.

With the sword move of Huashan swordsmanship, it is also acacia swordsmanship, and with the sword move of Wudang swordsmanship, it is still acacia swordsmanship.

At this time, Yin Li's swordsmanship was out of ground, which just reflected her former state of mind.

By chance, she got acquainted with Zeng Aniu, who was dirty and ugly, and had a broken leg, and she had been looking for a 'stinky boy' for many years without success, she was about to give up, and planned to be with this dirty and ugly person who happened to be with her as a pair of ugly people, and just put together and put together to live a life.

At least, this ugly monster Zeng Aniu really cares about her, takes care of her, and doesn't dislike the ugliness of her birth.

She said goodbye to the 'stinky boy' in her dream, and when she woke up and saw Zeng Aniu, she seemed to feel that she had betrayed the 'stinky boy', and kept sulking.

Until one day, she learned from others that Zeng Aniu turned out to be the stinky boy she had in mind.

For a while, she couldn't accept it.

Compared with the stinky boy and the ugly monster hiding it from her, what she hates more is that she has never recognized it.

How many times did she meet in a dream, how many times she parted in a dream, she cried and wet her clothes, blaming it for Hanlu, but she didn't recognize the person she was thinking about.

In the swordsmanship, he turned from fantasy to fantasy.

It's like crushing the most beautiful thing for people to see, like building a dream manor, and then burning it, letting it die in the fire and live forever in the fire.

This is already a magic sword!

Because, when you see this sword, you can't help but want to throw yourself into it.

Even if you know that the raging fire has been ignited, you still want to walk into this burning, extremely dreamy place, to find out.

"No wonder I can't use this sword, I can't simulate sword intent, start here... Yin Li's sentient sword intent has surpassed the first eighteen sword intents in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. ”

"In other words, the sentient sword intent in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is inherently false, because Dugu Jian is ruthless in the seventh life, and his love comes from 'half heart', and under the pretense of foreign objects, it will be shallow after all." Yue Buqun felt it in his heart, and continued to record the state of Yin Li's departure at this moment.

After the fourth sword intent was cast, Yue Buqun no longer used the axe to teach him the so-called sword moves, but only recited the mantra and let Yin Li play freely.

The current Yin Li, in addition to his martial arts vision and insight, is a big step behind Yue Buqun.

When it comes to the comprehension of the Acacia Sword and the Acacia Sword Intent, it is several heads higher than Yue Buqun.

At this time, she is the forerunner, and she is teaching Yue Buqun.

It's not that Yue Buqun is teaching her.

"The fifth level, lovesickness!"

"Zun Qian plans to say the return date, if you want to talk about Chunrong first, you have a lover in life, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon."

Yin Li held his sword and froze, standing in front of the cliff, as if he was riding the wind at any time, and he seemed to be crumbling.

The sword in her hand hesitated several times, just as it was about to speak, several times back and forth, and finally turned into nothing.

The lingering sword qi disappeared into the wind.

But Yue Buqun's divine sense can 'see', and every piece of wind carries her whimper.

Her sword is gone!

But her friendship turned into a sword, but it was everywhere.

She watched Zhang Wuji become the leader of the Ming Sect and became famous all over the world, watched her and Zhou Zhiruo recognize each other, like a pair of beautiful people, and watched Xiao Zhao uncover the scars on his face, revealing a beautiful face, following behind him, adding fragrance to his red sleeves.

She touched the ugly sores on her face again, and silently retreated into the corner, like a little spider that had been blown away by a violent storm.

After waking up from a dream, I am the most stupid.

You remember in your dreams.

I hate not dreams.

Today's Friday, I didn't recommend it... Disappointed!

I don't dare to rest, and when I rest, I will be deflated.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to get up again!

Anyway, let's do our best!

I can't stand it, the waste paper will be adjusted!

Thank you all for your concern!

(End of chapter)