The girl's soft and clear voice continued: "If you are really bored and lonely, put the Huangliang pillow more conspicuously, so that there will be more people who come to the Huangliang World to practice swords, and they can also talk to you." ”

"It's so tightly hidden, and I complain that there are few people here." Fu Zhu whispered.

The man quibbled: "The yellow pillow only appears in front of the destined person, and the place where it appears is all casual, and no one can control it." ”

Unless the person who made the provision change his mind.

But the man was dead.

The man's mood suddenly felt a little low.

And he won't appear in front of everyone, it's just a girl's swordsmanship, which is really amazing.

Fu Zhu listened to the man's quibbling voice, and went from being righteous to lonely, not knowing why.

But it had nothing to do with her, and she said in a clear voice, "I'm leaving." ”

The man tried to stay: "Aren't you interested in practicing swords in your dreams?" Obviously, in his time, countless people chased and begged him, learning from him the magic power of practicing swords in dreams. It's just that he didn't know how to teach his disciples, and in the end, no one learned it, so he had to create the Huangliang pillow.

Fu Zhu waved his hand and said freely: "Practicing swords in a dream, that's all it takes." ”

"I've experienced it."

The man was shocked by the freedom of the girl in Tsing Yi, and couldn't help but reflect, why didn't the people of that era have her thoroughness?

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the girl in Tsing Yi leaving, and urgently called: "I still have something to say." The girl stopped when she heard the sound, and a relieved smile appeared on the man's face.

Fu Zhu turned around, hugged the sword around his chest, and asked interestingly, "Can you finish your words?" ”

The man said honestly, "Yes." ”

He sat up, the corners of his purple clothes swayed slightly, and in the next moment, the person appeared in front of Fu Zhu, and his tone was resentful, "What are you doing to leave in such a hurry?" ”

"It's okay anyway, it's better to listen to what I've said."

"Cultivation and sword training must be relaxed and moderate, and there should be no urgency."

The purple light was rippling, shaking people's hearts, but Fu Zhu's consciousness was clear, and she said with a glance: "It's okay to speak, stop preaching." ”

How to practice swords is her business, and it has nothing to do with others.

Wisteria was a little aggrieved, oh, and said, "Okay." ”

He straightened up and said concisely: "I want to pass on your swordsmanship." ”

"I've been in this sorghum world for a long time, and I've seen a lot of juniors with excellent swordsmanship, but none of them are as good as you." Wisteria flowers are very sincere.

The girl in Tsing Yi smiled lightly, her eyebrows curved like the moon: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

The man was overjoyed, his eyebrows raised lightly, "When are you going to learn my Huangliang swordsmanship?" ”

Those people didn't learn it before, it must be that they were too stupid, and the girl in front of her looked like a smart person, and maybe, oh no, she would definitely be able to learn his swordsmanship.

Fu Zhu glanced at him suspiciously: "When did I say I was going to learn your swordsmanship?" ”

She only practiced the lead sword and her own sword.

At the trial dao conference, she actually watched a lot of swordsmanship, but she never practiced it.

The swordsmanship of the man in front of her, she naturally won't learn it.

It's okay to observe.

After all, Huangliang swordsmanship has never been heard of in today's cultivation world, so it's good to open your eyes.

Fu Zhu told the man about this idea, and he struggled a little, but still agreed. Maybe the girl changed her mind after reading it?

The man stretched out his hand, straightening up, "Lend me a sword." ”

Fu Zhu: "......" You don't have a sword, when you are a sword cultivator, a successor to swordsmanship, you still take off the frost on your waist and hand it over.

The man held Shuang Xueming in his hand, but his eyes were on the other sword on the girl's waist, and he muttered in a low voice: "Why are you so stingy, you are reluctant to borrow the Wuxi Sword from me." ”

Fu Zhu felt a little short of breath, glared at the man, and threw the Wuxi Sword to him.

The man's face was bright, and he explained, "It's not that I dislike your sword, it's just that I really want to use the Wuxi Sword too much." "Of course, her sword is indeed not as good as the Wuxi sword, this is a fact.

It's a pity that the former owner of Wuxi Sword was a stingy ghost and never refused to lend him the sword. The man died, and the sword was obtained by a young girl, so there was finally a chance.

Fu Zhu ignored his words, and his eyes fell on the man's hand without blinking, he shouldn't be able to pull out this sword.

Thinking more in his mind, the sword was not unsheathed, how did he know that it was the Wuxi Sword? Or had he seen the scabbard.

Sure enough, the man drew his sword and found that the scabbard was tightly sealed, and he was stunned at once, "What a stingy ghost." ”

When a man dies, he does not let anyone else use his sword.

The man had no choice but to return the sword to the rune beads, but still picked up the original long sword.

The sword is as bright as water, reflecting the color of wisteria.

He hadn't held a sword for a long time, and he felt a little strange, but as soon as he held the sword, he naturally used his former swordsmanship.

Puncture and washing, cloud hanging wiping, extremely skillful and smooth.

There is a thunderous momentum, just like a condensation of light.

Fu Zhu looked very intrigued, her frost and snow were a very cold sword, very powerful, when in her hands, it was like snow falling on the world, light but cold.

In the man's hands, the clear waves are condensed, and there is a sense of great freedom.

"How about it, it's good to learn my swordsmanship, right?" He handed over the sword in one hand.

Fu Zhu shook his head slowly, "Don't learn." ”

In fact, she has already seen it, but she has not yet understood the sword intent.

Fu Zhu got up, patted the dust on his clothes, and said seriously: "I'm leaving." ”

After thinking about it, she said, "There will be people here later." ”

Sanqing hasn't come here yet.

The man didn't know what he meant, but she said that she was talking about the next destined person who was ethereal, and his expression was lonely, "Then what year and month will it have to wait!" ”

But the girl obviously didn't want to stay longer, and he didn't want to force it, so he waved his hand: "Okay, you can go." ”

The girl in Tsing Yi really didn't look back.

There was a little girl in black in the mountains, holding a green bamboo cane in her hand, with yellow feathers in her head, and her mouth was broken: "The big bird obviously said that the rune beads are here, why can't you find it?" ”

"If it lies to me, I will definitely pluck its bird feathers when I go back and give the rune beads stewed soup to drink!"

The little girl suddenly paused, made a trumpet shape with her hand, and shouted to the sky, "Fu Zhu! Rune beads! Are you there? ”

"It doesn't seem to be here."

The green bamboo poked the ground heavily, showing the little girl's irritability.

She scratched at her hair, her round eyes full of confusion. How do I find the orb? It's all to blame for the dead bird, and she can't speak clearly, this place is so big, where can she find it.

Sanqing was a little tired from walking, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and lay down on his side, his ears were close to the ground, listening to the sound of the ground, naturally he didn't hear anything.

Sanqing straightened his back and looked at the mud and water in front of him, a frog croaked, grabbed a handful of soil, and threw it at it.

It's noisy.

I was upset when I couldn't find the rune beads, but the frog kept barking.

The little frog was startled by the dirt, croaked, and jumped onto another round leaf, not appearing in front of the irascible little girl in black.

Sanqing sighed, climbed up with the green bamboo, and continued to look for the talisman beads. It's just that it's green here, and Fu Zhu is wearing blue clothes, she is easily dazzled, and she treats a tree and a vine as a girl, and finally rejoices.

(End of chapter)