Song Qingshu looked at the [Huashan Sword] in front of him with deep eyes, completely immersed in it.

Fingers unconsciously gestured.

Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and slowly put down the pen in her hand, her movements extremely careful.

He waved his hand at Qi Mu who was not far away.

Qi Mu is also a martial arts student, of course, he can see that Song Qingshu seems to have understood.

Salute respectfully and leave lightly.

Time passes slowly......

Song Qingshu sometimes frowned, and sometimes he realized the finger strokes.

Yang Xue sat quietly and looked at Song Qingshu with a faint smile on her face.

The time for a cup of tea has passed.

A cup of tea belongs to a threshold, and the achievements after passing this threshold will not be low.

Yang Xue slowly got up and jumped up lightly, leaving directly, without causing the slightest fluctuation, much less than the movement before coming.

Landing again has returned to dozens of feet of merchant ships.

A good-looking woman dressed in white shouted with a smile.

"Miss......"

"Who is that son?"

Yang Xue sat down slowly, quietly looking at Song Qingshu, who was still pondering, with a smile on her face.

"Wudang, Song Qingshu!"

"Xiaozhu, this Song Gongzi is not ordinary."

Xiaozhu's face showed a hint of surprise, the extraordinary, the extraordinary, the young lady's mouth was really extraordinary.

Many children of famous families, famous people, and young ladies are disdainful.

"Miss."

"What do you mean?"

"A cup of tea!" Yang Xuedao.

Xiaozhu was stunned, a cup of tea?

It's just three words, but it means a lot.

"Then this Song Gongzi's understanding is really extraordinary."

"I just don't know what the talent is."

Yang Xue said with a smile: "Shang Ke, I see him staring down, and his internal strength is good." ”

"It should have been very hard since childhood, and with the cultivation of Wudang, it is already excellent."

"On the rivers and lakes, the people I have seen in the younger generation are unparalleled."

Xiaozhu grinned: "Miss, I remember that Wudang Song Qingshu was called a young hero. ”

"It seems like it's only about 15."

"Being able to write lyrics and songs like "A Laugh in the Sea", coupled with such a high talent, will definitely not be low in the future. ”

"Indeed." Yang Xue was also surprised when she first met Song Qingshu.

Too young.

She was sure that there had never been such a song in the rivers and lakes, otherwise she would have known.

Combined with Song Qingshu's words before, as well as the uninhibited and uninhibited voice, she guessed that it was written by Song Qingshu.

"Miss, do you want to wait for Song Gongzi to wake up?" Xiaozhu looked curiously at Song Qingshu not far away.

She knows very well the character of her young lady, and ordinary people can't look down on her, let alone go there in person.

From the moment she heard the erhu, the young lady's eyes fluctuated a little, and she could see it clearly.

After coming back, he also praised Song Qingshu.

"No, you don't." Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu for a moment, got up and walked towards the boat.

Xiaozhu looked at Song Qingshu in the distance, and then at Yang Xue who looked in, with thoughtful eyes in his eyes.

"Wudang Mountain."

"Miss, Song Qingshu, this is interesting."

The other side.

Although Qi Mu was far away, he had been paying attention to the situation here, and he had been paying attention until Yang Xue left.

Prevent anyone from disturbing Song Qingshu.

Qi Mu looked at the merchant ship on Yang Xue's side, thought about it, gestured to his subordinates on the side, and pointed to Yang Xue's merchant ship.

"Keep up the pace, with them."

"Remember, you can't be fast or slow!"

"Understood." The men were ordered to run quickly to make arrangements.

Qi Mu looked at the merchant ship where Yang Xue was, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Flying directly from a distance of dozens of zhang, his body is smart, and he can't tell which sect it is at all."

"Who the hell is such a young person?"

When Yang Xue flew over, he had been on guard.

A moment later.

Song Qingshu woke up from martial arts.

"Miss Yang......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the surroundings were empty, only the merchant ships still moving in the distance.

"Childe." Qi Mu walked over quickly.

"Miss Yang has gone back."

Song Qingshu instantly knew what was going on and asked, "How long have I been immersed in it?" ”

"Almost half a burnt incense." Qi Mu Road.

"Miss Yang, I asked me not to disturb you."

"Got it." Song Qingshu didn't expect that such a long time had passed, and looked at the merchant ship in the distance.

There is no Yang Xue on it.

Qi Mu didn't ask much and went down alone.

Song Qingshu looked at the calligraphy on the table, and admired it in his heart.

If the twenty-four exercises of Master Tai are deductions, then these words seem to be the root abyss.

He even had a feeling that the twenty-four words were based on it.

"Descendants of the Condor."

"Sure enough."

He wanted to ask Yang Xue, but Yang Xue had already left, and he was a little reckless in the past.

Pick up the sword and swing it.

He has a lot of insights into this calligraphy today, and every stroke of this seems to be swordsmanship.

Merchant ships in the distance.

Yang Xue stood at the window and quietly watched Song Qingshu who was in practice.

Knock Knock......

Knock Knock......

There was a knock on the door.

"Miss, are you watching too?" Xiaozhu's voice sounded outside, with a hint of naughtiness in her voice.

"I'm in."

Without waiting for a response, he pushed the door in directly, and saw Yang Xue standing at the window and walked over quickly.

"Miss, this Song Gongzi has a very high understanding."

Yang Xue was not surprised by Xiaozhu's rash entry, and the two of them had no master and servant constraints.

"Yes."

"Much better than you, work hard, or you will be compared."

Xiaozhu blinked mischievously: "No." ”

"I have Miss's help, he is not as fast as me."

Yang Xue smiled: "That's not necessarily, what if I help him?" ”

"Perhaps...... I won't be able to beat it in the future. ”

"It's not going to be good then."

"Ah......" Xiaozhu's face showed a hint of surprise: "Miss help him?" ”

"Why?"

The voice fell, as if thinking of something, put away the joke on his face, and fell into deep thought.

Wudang, Zhang Zhenren.

Wudang, Song Qingshu...... Maybe it really helps.

……

Early the next morning.

Two merchant ships sailed on the river almost simultaneously.

Song Qingshu has very little to do today, and he has been pondering the four words [Huashan on the Sword] last night.

He wanted to find an opportunity to ask Yang Xue.

He felt that this swordsmanship was very suitable for him, more suitable than Wudang's "finger twisting soft sword", and he didn't want to miss it.

As soon as I got on the deck, I saw a figure dancing a sword on a merchant ship in the distance.

The posture is elegant, floating in, and the posture is fluttering like a fairy.

"That's ......"

Song Qingshu was shocked in his heart, that figure was not who Yang Xue was, and that swordsmanship was the swordsmanship in the calligraphy.

Is she teaching herself?

This was the first thought in his heart, Yang Xue was teaching her.

He was sure that Yang Xue's cultivation was definitely not this swordsmanship, or that the style was different, and this swordsmanship was more suitable for men.

Unconsciously, Song Qingshu danced with Yang Xue.

The swordsmanship of the two is similar, but the style is very different.

Yang Xue gives people a beautiful feeling, elegant posture, floating forward, fluttering like a fairy.

Song Qingshu is a little more sharp, and heroic.

After a while, Yang Xue put away her sword and glanced at Song Qingshu, who continued to practice, and entered the cabin with a faint smile on her face.

When Song Qingshu stopped, Yang Xue was no longer visible.

"Childe...... Or not? Qi Mu smiled on the side.

He is not a fool, although he can't understand this swordsmanship, it is obvious that Song Gongzi and Miss Yang have an inexplicable connection.

Song Qingshu looked at the merchant ship in the distance for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it."

"Since Miss Yang chose this, then that's it, it's good."

"I went in and cultivated."

Qi Mu looked at Song Qingshu who was leaving, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

He didn't understand why Song Qingshu didn't go over.

Song Qingshu, as the successor of Wudang, is worthy of that woman no matter what identity she is.

What's more, it's just an exchange.

Nor does it have to happen.

"Childe...... Or I'll go over and please. ”

"Practice your claw technique." Song Qingshu stopped and scolded with a smile.

"It's very idle."

Qi Mu smiled: "Understood, understood." ”

"Childe's affairs, Childe will handle it himself."

"I'm going to cultivate."