The little girl closed her eyes.

Jing Yao was more serious and nervous than when she fought against Zhao Mingming before.

"How much do you know about this little girl?"

Jing Yao asked.

"I don't know anything. ”

Gao Ren said.

"Well, all I know are legends and rumors. It doesn't help us in the slightest about where we are now. ”

Gao Ren saw Jing Yao's cold gaze, so he had no choice but to spread his hands and continue.

"What's the difference between a legend and a rumor?"

Jing Yao asked.

In his mind, the legend and the message are the same.

It makes no difference.

There is no evidence, and there is no way to count.

"Of course there is a difference. ”

The little girl suddenly opened her eyes and said.

"Legends are often true, but comments are only exaggerated. ”

These words reached Jing Yao's ears, but she still didn't feel any difference.

It's often true, but that means it's still possible.

As for the exaggerated thing, it is even more boundless.

Jing Yao's personality, like his martial arts, is extremely realistic.

Only when you see with both eyes, hear with your ears, and feel with your hands can you be considered realistic.

All other sources of information were useless to him.

Because Jing Yao won't believe anything.

A martial cultivator, in addition to his own state of mind and martial arts demands, his emotions, the surrounding environment, and the richness of his spiritual level are extremely important.

But this, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

Even if a person does not practice martial arts, he will still have achievements and thoughts in other aspects.

Martial arts is the foundation of a martial arts cultivation, and it is also the core of the lives of martial cultivators like Jing Yao, Zhao Mingming, and Liu Ruiying.

Heaven and earth naturally shape man.

Man has also established the concept and relationship between heaven and earth.

On the way to martial arts, he abandoned the most essential pursuit, and instead coveted the many fireworks, isn't it a loss of the spirit of martial arts?

At least in Zhao Mingming's heart, although martial arts cannot be separated from fighting and killing, it is still romantic and extreme at the same time.

Life and martial arts are inseparable, and life naturally has to be integrated with people and heaven and earth, but the distance between them is indelible.

Martial arts go deep into life, that is, every martial art cannot die in the wood, rice, oil and salt.

After all, this martial art is so diverse that it can't be generalized to reality.

"Is the legend about you true or false?"

Jing Yao asked.

The little girl smiled slightly.

Gently lifted the sword.

She didn't need an explanation.

The best way to prove the legend is with the sword in her hand.

When she was in the altar, she first learned not the sword, but the piano.

The sword has two edged edges.

The piano has seven strings.

The sword and the harp are not detailed at all.

However, what the sword pierced was the throat of the other party.

But the sound of the piano can reach people's hearts.

With the heart of playing the piano to resist the sword, this kind of mystery is beyond the reach of others.

The little girl raised her hand.

But he held the sword in reverse, and the tip of the sword was facing his heart.

What kind of weird sword move is this?

Is she going to kill herself?

But from her expression, there was no clue at all.

The same person who is so indifferent usually does not commit suicide.

However, a person who wants to commit suicide must be very indifferent before committing suicide.

Those who cry out to the heavens and the earth in the dark are reluctant to die.

is really determined to commit suicide, which means that there is no nostalgia for this world, and of course you can leave in a chic and relaxed way.

It's a pleasure.

The little girl's arm was still being retrieved.

When the tip of the sword was about to pierce her heart, it was about to stop.

Then, she arched her back slightly, like a frightened kitten.

Jing Yao realized that she was gathering momentum.

The more ferocious and intense the move, the longer it will take to gain momentum.

However, Jing Yao's heart was in a dilemma......

He could have immediately stabbed the little girl and interrupted her momentum.

It can also be very generous, generous, and wait for her to gather momentum to finish.

What should be the two choices, Jing Yao was indecisive.

Just as he hesitated, the little girl's right arm popped out like a bowstring.

A crescent-like sword shadow slashed towards Jing Yao.

Jing Yao was stunned by this sudden sword move.

Hurriedly stepped back.

But the little girl's sword shadow was like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Jing Yao had no choice but to wave her knife to resist.

But the moment his blade came into contact with the crescent-shaped sword shadow, he found that this sword shadow had no substance.

There is nothing, like a cloud flying away.

Jing Yao's passed through the crescent-shaped sword shadow from the center.

It didn't make it pause in the slightest.

Right now, apart from retreating backwards, it's too late to change your moves......

Jing Yao's legs suddenly exerted force, and as soon as she kicked the ground, her figure quickly retreated backwards.

However, this crescent-shaped sword shadow also suddenly accelerated.

In an instant, it was submerged in Jing Yao's body.

Jing Yao is dark......

But after this sword shadow entered her body, Jing Yao didn't feel anything unusual.

He looked up and saw that the little girl was still silent, and the sword in her hand had returned to its original appearance again.

The one just now doesn't seem to be a false trick.

Not even an illusion.

It's real, and it entered Jing Yao's body.

What exactly is this and its subtle swordsmanship?

Jing Yao nervously sensed the changes in his body, but no matter how he investigated, he couldn't find any trace of Fang Cai's sword entering his body.

Just when he was full of doubts, his heart shrank......

In Jing Yao's ears, there was a piano sound.

Although he didn't know music theory, he had heard the sound of the piano.

But here, how can anyone play the piano?

Jing Yao's mind moved, but there was a lifetime of piano sounds.

Every sound of the piano sounded, but it made his heart and pupils contract violently.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling......

It seems that there is an invisible big hand that is treating Jing Yao's internal organs as a plaything.

With the rhythm of the piano sound, sometimes struggling, sometimes playing lightly.

The production and origin of all music actually originate from people's hearts.

However, people's inner activities are the result of external influences.

Just like Jing Yao felt uneasy about this empty sword entering her body, she was distorted by the influence of this foreign object.

This change will be expressed through sound.

Although the rhythm and melody of each note are different, they are actually in harmony with each other.

When Jing Yao's heart was sad, the sound of the piano in her ears was rapid and low.

If he turns his mind and thinks about the happy and relaxed past, the sound of the piano will become stretched and gentle.

These changes are due to the various emotions that arise in his heart.

But this emotion is hard to control.

When a musician writes a piece, it is not out of his nature, but also inspired by the emotions of his surroundings.

The little girl's sword is not actually a sword.

But in the name of the sword, the sound of the harp.

Mountains and rivers are high and low.

If Jing Yao wants to break the little girl's sword moves, the only way to break through the surrounding environment and the little girl's own heart is to break through it.

But he didn't know anything about this little girl?

How can this sound be broken?

The little girl closed her eyes again at this moment.

The moonlight overhead, the battle in front of you.

and the mission she carried, all of which were his motives for the sword.

In a trance, Jing Yao saw that the little girl was unhurried, and took out another sword.

After the sword light entered the body, what came from Jing Yao's ears this time was no longer a separate piano sound.

It's fun.

Feelings stir in the heart and are thus expressed through voices.

Sound can be called music when it is harmoniously organized.

Sound is produced by the human heart.

But happiness is connected to the ethics of things.

Everyone may be able to understand the sound.

Because everyone has their own unique feelings.

With feelings, you can play your own music.

But happiness is a consideration of how deep a person's understanding of the world is.

But Jing Yao didn't know what this music was at all.

He is a steppe man.

I don't know anything about the nature of the world of the five kings and the altar.

Among the people present, only Zhao Mingming and Gao Ren saw the doorway.

Zhao Mingming can also play the piano.

Natural all-night experience.

It is recorded in the Book of Music that this music is used to coordinate all kinds of complicated relationships, and with the coordination of music, people can get close to each other. But if this pleasure exceeds the limit, it will make people debauched.

The little girl is certainly not a dissolute person.

Therefore, the happiness in her heart should be born from affection and stop at courtesy.

"Do you know how to dance?"

Gao Ren's transmission broke the music in Jing Yao's ears.

"Dancing?"

Jing Yao was very surprised.

Why ask yourself if you can dance.

The grassland people have a bold temperament, and it is common for them to sing and dance.

Although she doesn't know anything about this music theory, Jing Yao is not bad at dancing.

"Bells, drums, pipes, chimes, feathers, baskets, stems, and qi are all instruments of music. With music, it naturally corresponds to dance, and the postures such as bending, stretching, pitching, elevating, embellishment, trillion, relaxation, and illness correspond to this music one by one. The stretch and speed of dance are all expressions of music. ”

Gao Ren's voice sounded again.

In Jing Yao's heart, the haze dissipated.

If he can break the sword move in this way, it is very simple for him.

The most distinctive feature of the Prairie Dance is its bright rhythm.

This not only shows their cheerful and open-minded character and bold and heroic temperament, but also has strong low-regional characteristics, which shows their strong regional characteristics in the interpretation.

The dances of the grassland people are often filled with the breath of life, unifying the bold and rough character of the grassland men and the delicate and elegant temperament of the grassland women, and reaching a realm of integration and intersection.

Although Jing Yao didn't know about the Five Great Princes, she didn't know about the altar court.

But he knows the grasslands.

Every grassland on the prairie is a father.

Every river is a mother.

How can a person not understand his parents?

Instead of pondering those that you are not good at, it is better to follow Gao Ren's advice and give it a try.

Since the discovery of fire and the conquest of wolves, the steppe people have been known for their ability to sing and dance.

The steppe brothers are good at using dance to vividly express their lives and beautiful emotions.

Jing Yao's tribe is no exception, they have to dance when they have happy events, and when they have troubles and sorrows, they will also dance a few laps around the bonfire sprinkled with the ashes of their ancestors, in order to avoid Jitai.

This spiritual characteristic is formed by the accumulation of bits and pieces of grassland life, and their brave, enthusiastic and straightforward character is reflected in the dance.

However, Jing Yao's dancing has little to do with music...... Prairie dance has always been inextricably linked to wine.

After all, the people of this grassland are engaged in animal husbandry and hunting production, and have lived in the geographical environment and climatic conditions of the grassland for a long time.

Jing Yao lifted the knife.

But he didn't mean to make a move.

His left hand slapped lightly on the blade of the scimitar.

Then stand tall and waisted.

Lean your upper body slightly back and lean your back slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, with his neck back.

Then he grabbed the overcoat on Ah with his left hand, revealing the original grassland man servant inside.

The white robe is painted with all kinds of ferocious birds and animals.

At this moment, he is following the rhythm of Jing Yao's figure and constantly changing, as if he has come to life.

The environment and mood can affect the music in a person's mind.

But on the wider grassland, such a unique dance was also born.

This little girl can use the piano to enter the sword, so why can't Jing Yao use dance to enter the sword?

The regional characteristics of the grassland not only give the grassland people the space and inspiration for dance, but also have an important impact on the formation and development of the dance style of the grassland people.

The worship of heroes by the grassland people has been strengthened and publicized, and the gentle and dignified and pretty image of the female image also makes the image of the grassland martial yin and masculine take into account both.

The little girl couldn't help frowning as she watched Jing Yaowu dancing by herself......

He didn't expect that his Qinsheng Sword would be broken by Jing Yao so easily.

She is not reconciled no matter what......

This song is called "Blue Sea Flying Flowers".

But now, this is not a song, nor a flower, but a sword move.

When the little girl shows it, it is like the blue sea and waves, and like the pavilion and the flying flowers.

This can be said to be the most beautiful sword move in the world, but it is also the most unique and vicious sword move in the world.

But at the beginning, this blue sea flying flower was just a song.

You can see the sword moves, but you can hear the songs.

Sword moves are used to kill, but tunes are used to relax.

At that time, the little girl was not such an indifferent person.

She has a lover of her own, and she loves everything around her.

But since you love someone, you have to work hard to create beauty.

That's why she wrote this song "Blue Sea Flying Flowers".

On that day, the little girl was dressed in blue and stood at the head of a bridge in the altar.

The gentle breeze blew through the forest, blowing the shadow of the tree.

Long hair casually draped.

The little girl and her clothes stood in the wind.

Occasionally, a few wisps of green silk floated up, hurriedly pounced on his delicate cheeks, but they couldn't cover her eyes that were as clear as water.

It's a pity that she doesn't know it at this time.

Although she loves this person deeply, that person still puts her heart on the stars.

The little girl took out the piano, and in the quiet night sky, there was a ding-dong sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano slowed down with the flowing water under the bridge.

It is tactful and pleasant, but it is ethereal, like the wonderful music of the fairy, slanting down from the nine heavens.

The moonlight was diluted by the sound of her harp, and she hurried away.

The flowers fell on the water one after another, passing away in the distance, like a little gaze between lovers.

But as she flicked, the little girl burst into tears.

As soon as his mood changed, his fingertips suddenly plucked out the notes, and the tune, which should have been quiet and smooth, suddenly appeared sluggish.

The little girl was stunned, she didn't know where her tears came from, and she did play this song many times, but every time she cried in the same place, something went wrong...

This made her feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm not going to play this song anymore. ”

The little girl said.

As soon as the words fell, the music in Jing Yao's ears stopped.

He also stopped dancing and looked at the little girl lightly.

It's just that there is an extra layer of pity in his eyes.

"This song, I have been writing it for a long time, right?"

Jing Yao asked.

"It's been a long time. It's been so long that I can't remember. ”

The little girl said.

"But you remember how to play it. ”

Jing Yao said.

"Don't you remember how to dance?"

The little girl asked rhetorically.

Jing Yao's scimitar and the little girl's short sword have all turned into dance music at this moment.

Zhao Mingming saw it in her eyes, but her understanding of this world was profound.

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