The girl sat still for a while, took her hand back in front of her, and the sweat in her hand faded.

She pulled out the sword and found that her hand was not much warmer than the hilt.

It is often easy to confide in the things that have been pressed in the heart for a long time, but that kind of heart is a flood that has accumulated in the heart, as long as it is vented; But this matter is a big mountain, and the process of confiding in it is the process of toppling it, and every companion who hears the news is shrouded in the shadow of collapse.

Every pale look on their faces made the girl's mood even colder and lower.

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to make such a decision and bear such a heavy weight.

The girl's fingers slowly swiped over the cold sword, and this coolness seemed to reach her heart along her fingers, and the heavy knots in her heart were slowly washed away.

"A good swordsman can always draw the confidence and calm he needs from his sword."

That's what Senior Brother said.

This sword was rated as "C" by the East China Sea Sword Furnace, and it has been called a real sword in the rivers and lakes. Unlike the thick knife in Zhang Junxue's hand, it does not need to be polished day and night, it only needs to really pierce the throat of an enemy and bathe in blood once to reveal the true edge of the sword.

Li Yiqing poured a stream of clear water down the Lost Jade Sword, then held the sword with silk cloth and slammed it down. The exposed sword body was dark blue and bright, thinner than the usual size, just like the girl's light and sharp eyebrows.

After turning her wrist and checking twice, the girl put the sword into the sheath, then shook off the silk cloth, picked up a corner and dipped it in some water, untied the small heart-cutting glass on her waist, and wiped it clean.

It was at this time that the old man in the green suit pushed open the door and walked out, Li Yiqing heard the "squeak" sound and looked back, and saw the old man standing in front of the door and not moving.

His gaze seemed to be glued to the branches dangling in front of him, and his head went up and down for a while.

"Uncle Shi, are you awake?"

"Ahh The old man agreed.

"Have you finished the food you brought in?"

“.”

"Did you eat it, uncle?" Li Yiqing tied the small sword back to his waist, "I can't skip dinner today." ”

“.”

"Uncle Shi?"

"I want to ride this swing." The old man pointed to the branches.

"Let's sit down after eating." Li Yiqing got up with a smile.

She went into the house, and sure enough, the food did not move a single chopstick, and the girl seemed to be used to it, so she brought them out and fed the old man under the tree. The old man's eyes were still glued to the branches, but he obediently opened his mouth.

This is Cui Yu's deepest cultivation of the seventh life Nie Qianyu, after suffering from dementia, he is no longer able to take on the affairs of the sect, and only has a body of martial arts to use. Cui Yu simply put him next to the girl with deep feelings, both to be taken care of and protected.

Therefore, when Shen Qi left, he said to the girl, "You are the only one left."

Li Yiqing scooped up a spoonful and put it into the old man's mouth, and when he took out the spoon, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "Uncle Shi, where did you put your sword, I didn't find it in the morning." ”

“.”

"Uncle Shi?"

"Ahh

"Where did you put your sword?"

"Sword. I don't know, oh, Yuliang is going to play with it."

"No, I left you by your bed yesterday."

Oh! Then I remember! It's a leg, and I've put pants on it. ”

After feeding, Li Yiqing walked into the house, took out the golden sheath of the long sword from a trouser leg, and tied it to the old man's back.

"Uncle Shi, I said I would hit whoever I wanted, remember?" Li Yiqing pulled the cloth knot tightly.

“.”

"Uncle Shi?"

"Oh, fight. I know, I'm going to fight. The old man's gaze finally moved off the branch, and he said in a daze, "Fight. Don't sit on the swing anymore, I'm going to fight! ”

The girl smiled, grabbed the old man's soft dough from behind and rubbed it. As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Zhang Dingyun was passing by the courtyard gate, and she couldn't help but glance inside, but it happened to meet the girl's eyes.

The little fat man subconsciously quickly withdrew his gaze, and the next moment he touched his head again and turned to look at it, and made a dignified and apologetic salute.

Li Yiqing smiled and beckoned: "Zhang Gongzi, do you have time, please entrust you with two words of gossip." ”

——

When Pei Li returned, the sun was already in the west.

There was still a commotion in the martial arts field, and the closer the martial arts competition became, the more hot the training became, but Pei Li's heart was covered with a layer of clouds, and a layer of fog shrouded him, and he had no intention of integrating into it.

He entered the martial arts hall and went straight to the west courtyard, pushed the door, did not push it, and looked down - it was actually locked.

Pei Ye frowned, and was about to climb over the wall, when the little fat man was already calling out to him at the gate of the martial arts field.

Pei Ye turned around and looked: "Where have all Cuiyu's people gone, have you seen them?" ”

"The disciples seem to be gone. Miss Li and her uncle went out to do something, and said that they would come back later, and she asked me to tell you that you should just wait in the martial arts field. Zhang Dingyun looked at him, "Your kid's salary is quite high, Miss Li has to leave a message for you when she goes out." ”

"What are you doing?"

"It is said that the disciples of Cuiyu will arrive tomorrow, and they will go to arrange the residence in advance."

"Oh." Pei Ye nodded.

The girl had indeed said this a long time ago, and presumably she was going to pretend to be negligent and put her uncle there, and then she left alone to give Qijiao Cave a chance to make a move.

Pei Ye didn't know where that place was, so he naturally waited for the girl to come back. Before there was news from the black cat, Pei Ye walked into the martial arts field first and drew his sword again.

The horizontal sword was in front of him, the familiar weight was held in his hand, and his mind was much calmer.

"Today's Cui Yu's class is over, and tomorrow Qijiao will be opened-I thought Miss Li left because of this." Zhang Dingyun said on the side.

"Who will come to Qijiao, is Shang Huaitong?"

"How is that possible?" Zhang Dingyun rolled his eyes, "In the past, they were all martial arts masters, and it was only these few sessions of Qijiao that they began to buy people's hearts, so they sent people from the sect to come." But this time I really don't have to say it, it's an elder who personally guides, which is quite atmospheric - you see. ”

The little fat man pouted.

Pei Li looked at it according to his words, and the head of the sect just now seemed to be explaining some basic knowledge of Qijiao Martial Arts in advance, and at this time, it was just time to take a break, and most of the students who came over looked forward to it, and talked excitedly about tomorrow's teaching.

After all, Qijiao is the number one in today's Bowang, and their elders are the first-class figures in the martial arts in the whole state, and now they have the opportunity to teach face-to-face, which is very precious and rare.

"Miss Li won't leave." Pei Ye thought, this elder is considered to be the Seven Jiao on the bright side, Li Yiqing will definitely not miss it, "Brother Zhang, let me ask you one more thing, is there any elder in the Seven Jiao Cave who is one-eyed?" ”

"What are you paying attention to the Qijiao Cave lately?" Zhang Dingyun frowned, staring at him twice with dark eyes, "Miss Li went out and left a letter for you - you kid won't be planning to worship Cuiyu, right?" ”

"No, it's just curious."

"I really advise you," Zhang Dingyun said in silence, "This is an offending word, but we have a friendship after all—Cui Yu really can't do it." ”

“.”

"Last month, I and the convoy delivered goods to Cuiyu and Qijiao respectively, and Cuiyu said that it was quiet at best, and lifeless at worst. And this atmosphere is from top to bottom, Cui Yu's old master is considered a talent, but his years are short, and he has decayed. Last year, there were still four elders in the sect as pillars, but this year, the strongest and youngest one died of illness, and the old man who could hold the sky the most suffered from dementia, leaving these two seven beings, one hesitant and one weak, and the sesame was a little older and couldn't understand things. ”

He looked at Pei Ye: "Originally, after waiting for Bai Yuliang for a few years, there was still a chance to hold it up, but now there is no need to talk about it." In fact, now Miss Li is also full of hope, my father said that as long as she is given some time, she will be able to revive Cui Yu - but Qijiao is not a fool. ”

Zhang Dingyun sighed: "With this breath, Cui Yu has no place to breathe." ”

"Cui Yu is good, Qijiao is bad, if there is anything we can do, let's try our best to help." Zhang Dingyun said, "But you are also a rare talent, don't be hot, for the sake of righteousness or beauty, put yourself in." ”

Pei Ye was silent for a while, and nodded slowly: "It's the first time I've heard about the situation in the Cuiyu Gate, so in this way, the pressure that Miss Li is facing is not only from the outside, but also in her own door, in fact, it is also a mess of mud." ”

"Yes, the so-called internal and external difficulties are true."

Pei Ye thought that Cuiyumen was a fragile shell, and the girl was well covered inside, but she was worried about whether she could grow up before the shell broke.

However, now it seems that the girl is already outside the shell, and her pressure comes directly from the terrible wind and rain outside, and when she turns back to repair the already broken shell, she has to expose her back.

With the burden on such a young pair of shoulders and such a precarious situation, it is not surprising that the girl would take the risk to push forward this plan.

Pei Ye sighed lightly: "It turns out that the pressure she is under is much greater than I imagined. ”

"You're hopeless."

"Hahaha." Pei Li smiled, only to realize that this sentence was mistaken for warmth, and his face was a little hot, "That's not what you mean - you tell me the news first, is there a one-eyed one in Qijiao Cave?" ”

"The one-eyed of the Seven Jiao Cave, isn't it the [Three-armed Jiao] Meng Chuyuan." Zhang Dingyun rolled his eyes, "What kind of news is this, people in one restaurant can't find the second one who doesn't know." ”

"What kind of cultivation is this person?" Uniqueness: Pei Ye humbly asks for advice.

"The first cave of Qijiao, the owner of Yingjian Cave, the famous veteran eight students, how can I not rank the top five characters in Bowang Jianghu." Zhang Dingyun said, "He still hasn't had a satisfied disciple, why don't you change your thinking?" ”

But when Pei Ye heard this, there was no joking on his face, and his face was slightly solemn: "I heard that there are two seniors in Baizhu Pavilion, how do they compare?" ”

It's hard to say, and whoever is good still has to be beaten to know." Zhang Dingyun frowned and said, "But generally. Everyone still thinks that Meng Chuyuan is better. ”

"Okay, got it."

"Okay, let's talk about that. I came to a good tea from the moon tower in the morning, let's try it together? ”

"Nope." Pei Ye moved his shoulders and elbows, and said with a sword: "I'm going to practice swords, you can enjoy the good autumn light by yourself." ”

"Okay."

——

It's not an excuse, Pei Li really practiced swords.

It was his way of filling the waiting time, and certainly not with all his attention, because the teenager's mind was still thinking about the information he had received today.

Relying only on the instinct of the body, [spreading wings] poured out over and over again, and Pei Li repeatedly kneaded Li Yiqing's plan in his heart - the girl who didn't realize the existence of the power behind her, can the original preparation still be used?

What's more, if Meng Chuyuan was involved in this operation—and it seemed that he was probably going to participate—the victory on Cuiyu Baizhu's side could only be achieved by Baizhu Pavilion's surprise.

When the girl comes back tonight, she must be persuaded to transfer from the mountain gate to the seventh birth.

Pei Li thought in his heart, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again and again. When the brain is immersed in something, time always passes quickly, and so does the body.

Although Pei Li's body and mind were not sinking into the same thing, when he suddenly woke up, the night had covered the sky, and there were few people in the martial arts field.

What woke him up was a sense of patency coming from his body.

This feeling definitely didn't just appear, it had been quietly existing in Pei Li's body for a while, and it had only just been manifested.

Because when Pei Ye was using this style of [spreading his wings] just now, a small insect rushed to his face, and at that moment, the young man subconsciously shook his sword and slapped it down with a slight blow, and then still successfully completed this accumulation.

This is exactly the realm that Pei Ye inadvertently stepped into when facing Zhang Junxue that day.

What bothers teenagers with [spreading their wings] has always been their use in actual combat.

It needs to build momentum, and the process of building momentum cannot be interfered with, so the sword man can only dodge under the enemy's attack, and must not collide with the opponent's weapon - but in the face of an enemy of the same level or even stronger, isn't this equivalent to tying his hands and feet?

Pei Ye has never found the use of this style from the sword spectrum, only that day when facing Zhang Junxue, he had a flash of inspiration, and at the same time he picked up the opponent's sword, he completed the sword.

Now, this aura has finally been solidified by him.

This is not the comprehension of this style of [spreading wings], but the leap of the entire kendo realm of the young man himself, after ascending to this realm, and then looking back at this style of sword moves, it can be calmly controlled.

——[Spread Wings] In the hands of the young man, it is no longer a balloon that bursts at the first poke, but a deep reservoir.

But what comes is for me.

Slashing, stabbing, receiving, and striking each other will no longer have to tie up the hands and feet of the enemy, and the power generated by each collision will be turned into a "reservoir".

So far, the representative boy has climbed to the top of the humble realm in just twenty days by using [spreading his wings] as a ladder.

Pei Ye was stunned for a while, and immediately struck while the iron was hot to practice the two styles behind the Sparrow, hoping to be able to observe the problems of these two types of swords with a higher kendo vision at this time.

Sure enough, this time he used it twice, and he clearly felt the awkwardness in it, and he was about to make this question clearer in his hands, when suddenly his hand paused.

A voice came from the shadow in the abdomen: "Someone is here." ”

Bowang Garden, the bright moon hung high, the black cat squatted on the wooden edge outside the building, and looked at the room with a pair of mirror-like eyes: "I saw the person who used Dan as a color head to let you compete that night." ”

(End of chapter)