The sun and the moon are like shuttles, the stars are moving, and the eight years are like a white horse passing through the gap, fleeting.

The maple forest is still the same, a young man holding an ancient sword, his posture is upright, and the internal force of his whole body is like a river, and the waves are endless.

The young man was fluttering in green clothes, holding Qingyuan in his hand, and his black hair was scattered around his shawl, with an indescribable sense of freedom and ease.

Eight years have passed, Xiao Yueming is already fifteen years old, the year of bundling hair, Qingyuan returned to the sheath, and made a crisp sword sound.

Xiao Yueming's aura is extraordinary, and she is even more dignified, with a face like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and a sea of stars in her eyes, which can make people intoxicated at a glance.

"Now that the internal force has been completely stabilized in the second-rate realm, and there is also the power of self-preservation in the rivers and lakes, it seems that it is time to go out for a walk. ＂

Xiao Yueming looked at the maple leaf forest that had accompanied him for many years, and her handsome face showed sadness, which made people lose their minds.

Xiao Yueming has already thoroughly understood the twelve styles of chopping leaves, although they can all be used, but due to the limitation of internal force, only the first eight styles can really fight the enemy, and although the last four moves look quite extraordinary, because of the lack of internal force, there is no power, and it is an empty shell that is useless.

"Twelve Styles of Cutting Leaves" has a total of 12 sword moves, the first four moves are spring flowers, Xia Lan, autumn leaves, and winter plums, and the middle four moves are new leaves, green leaves, yellow leaves, and dead leaves, and the last four moves are one, which is collectively called leaf chopping.

In the house, Xiao Yueming and Chang Mu sat looking at each other, the peerless beauty was also invincible to the erosion of time, the corners of her eyes were already slightly wrinkled, and her original cold temperament had become much closer.

"Sister Muyin, now that my cultivation is enough, I plan to go to the rivers and lakes in the next few days.

Chang Muyin looked at the little ghost head who had become the young man he is today, and couldn't help but sigh with some emotion: "Yueming, you should also leave, now there are only five years left before the age of twenty, and your Uncle Xu has been looking for the green pot doctor all these years, but he has never had an eyebrow, you can also inquire on the rivers and lakes, maybe there is news."

Chang Muyin looked a little worried, after all these years of getting along day and night, she had already regarded Xiao Yueming as her own child.

Xiao Yueming's expression was indifferent, and her handsome face smiled and said: "Life has its own fixed number in the world, not only to fight with the sky, but also to learn to accept fate, if I don't find a way to solve the soul poison when I go out of the island this time, it will be the number of fate."

Seeing that Xiao Yueming could be so open-minded, Chang Muyin felt a little less worried in his heart, and instructed:

"Yueming, although you have been out of the island every year over the years, you have never really walked on the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are unpredictable, remember to be careful. ＂

"Sister Mu Yin, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, and I will definitely think twice before I go. ＂

After Xiao Yueming got up to leave, Qian'er walked out of the house and said sadly to Chang Muyin: "Muyin, Yueming is about to leave, there are only you and me left on this island." ＂

Qian'er and Chang Muyin had already married under Xiao Yueming's bewitchment three years ago, and they can be said to be the only scorpion baba in today's rivers and lakes.

Three days later, at the wharf, Xiao Yueming dressed in green clothes, stepped on the soft sand, and said goodbye to Chang Muyin.

"Sister Muyin, there is no need to send each other, thanks to your acceptance and care over the years, we can have today's achievements, this kindness is unforgettable. ＂

After Xiao Yueming finished speaking, she knelt on her knees and made a big salute.

"Yueming, you don't have to be like this, you have my true inheritance, you are my only disciple, you will have to straighten your waist in the rivers and lakes in the future, you know. ＂

Chang Muyin helped Xiao Yueming up and said softly.

"Sister Mu Yin, don't worry, she will definitely not disgrace your name as a Black Maple Sword Girl!"

Chang Muyin nodded with satisfaction and handed the package to Xiao Yueming: "There are 1,000 taels of silver tickets and 50 taels of broken silver here.

Taking the package from Chang Muyin, Xiao Yueming looked around and said with some doubts, "What about Qian'er, why didn't she come to deliver me?"

"Qian'er can't see the sad scene, she asked me to bring you a message, so that you can take care of yourself outside. ＂

"Okay, Sister Muyin, Yueming is leaving, if I have time, I will come back to see you. ＂

Xiao Yueming turned around and got on the boat after saying that, the boatman pushed the oars, and the boat slowly sailed into the distance, Xiao Yueming stood at the bow of the boat and looked back, only to see Chang Muyin standing quietly on the beach, watching him leave, a shadow rushed out of the woods, waved at him, Qian'er couldn't help but say goodbye in person after all.

Xiao Yueming is going to go to Liuzhong first to visit Xu Heng, Xu Heng buried the remains of his parents in Liuzhong, and he can only see each other on the death day, and now he is going to walk the rivers and lakes and needs to say goodbye to Xu Heng.

The boat gradually moved away, and the Black Maple Island in the line of sight became more and more blurred, and the thick mist slowly completely covered the Black Maple Island and disappeared from view.

Xiao Yueming sighed slightly, and couldn't help but think of the scene when she first came to Black Maple Island eight years ago: "There are still five years, father, mother, do you think children can do it?"

Pressed on his chest, his palm felt the half piece of jade pendant left by his father before his death, Xiao Yueming's eyes revealed a murderous intent that he had never had before!

Taking a deep breath, the slightly salty sea breeze blew on his face, Xiao Yueming's heart gradually calmed down, and he returned to his former warm and jade-like expression, and finally took a look at the Black Maple Island, which had been completely covered by mist, and turned around and walked towards the houseboat.

"Huh"

Xiao Yueming inadvertently glanced at the old boatman who was paddling, and found that it was a little familiar, Xiao Yueming had spent almost all these years on the island, and there were very few people who had met him.

I was surprised, but I couldn't remember where I had seen the boatman, so I walked to the old man.

"This old gentleman, I see that you are very familiar, I don't know where you have a relationship with the old gentleman?"

Xiao Yueming asked.

"This son, the old man has been a boatman for some years, and the people who have pulled it have not said 10,000 but also 8,000, it may be that he has met with the son, but the old man is old, and his memory is a little bad, please forgive me. ＂

"Don't get in the way, bother the old gentleman. ＂

Xiao Yueming shook her head, maybe she remembered it wrong.

In the houseboat, Xiao Yueming sat cross-legged, ready to attack the fortieth point.

A third-rate martial artist can open six meridians and eighteen acupoints.

A second-rate martial artist can open twelve meridians and thirty-six acupoints.

A first-class martial artist can open eighteen meridians and fifty-four acupoints.

Xiao Yueming has opened fourteen meridians, thirty-nine tricks, in the second-rate territory is considered a midstream level, in the year of the hair bundle can have this achievement, can be described as a genius, the talented martial artist wants to reach the second-rate realm I am afraid to be in the early thirties, even the disciples of the gate sect family also have to reach the year of the crown, the realm of martial arts, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve.

Tsing Yi is in the willow on the boat, and the sword is as angry as a dragon!

A strong sword intent gushed out from his body, and Xiao Yueming successfully broke through the fortieth acupoint!