Early this morning, Zang Feng sat on the stone platform as usual and urged Yan Wuqi and the two to practice, and when it was over, he stopped the two, took out a small burden from his arms and handed it to them, and instructed: "There are four books here, one is "A Brief Diagram of Human Acupuncture Points", and the other three volumes together are a complete set of books, the upper, middle and lower are "Gaitian Decision", "Hun Tian Decision", and "Xuanye Decision". This set of books is my Sword Sect's superior internal strength method, the first volume is a theoretical overview of the cultivation of pure internal force, the middle and lower two volumes not only tell about the art of luck, but also contain many powerful sword moves, any of which is enough to be regarded as the treasure of the town faction in the eyes of other small factions in the rivers and lakes, without the permission of me and the sect master, it is strictly forbidden to copy it privately, let alone teach others, once it is found, it will be severely punished! You should practice step by step in the order of upper, middle and lower, and you must not be greedy for progress and mess up the order. In addition, the "Human Body Acupuncture Point Diagram" should also be proficient, which is the basis for you to learn the Seven Annihilations and Ten Wounds Sword in the future. ”

After sending off the master, Yan Wuqi and Yan Tianzong went to the bamboo forest together to listen to the lecture of the second master.

Huashan originally had no bamboo, at the beginning of this year, Qingcheng sent to worship the mountain to bring over hundreds of self-cultivated ink bamboo, said that it can also be planted in the arid land in the north, there was originally a peach forest in the middle of the mountainside, and the sect master ordered someone to plant the ink bamboo next to it. The ink bamboo has grown when it was brought, and after less than two months, it looks stronger and stronger.

When the two of them arrived, Zhu Moqi, who was sitting on the ground, was already surrounded by many young disciples.

Zhu Moqi wiped his long beard, squinted his eyes and said: "Martial arts in the world have different paths, and a simple gourd painting scoop will never learn superior martial arts, and most of them have to 'enlighten the Tao' by themselves, which is the word 'artistic conception' that I will talk about today." Now this bamboo forest has not yet been named, and I order each of you to come up with a name, the length is not limited, and there must be a sense of context. After half a pillar of incense, some people successively said their thoughts, some people came up with common names such as "Ink Bamboo Forest" and "Bamboo Peach Ying", and some of them used "Book of Poetry • Qi Ao" to name "Green Bamboo Yiyi", and "Zhuangzi • Autumn Water" to name "Lian Shi Yinfeng", and some people simply took concise and concise names such as "Hollow" and "Holding Festival". Zhu Moqi still squinted and remained silent.

Yan Wuji pondered for a moment and said, "Listen to the waves." ”

Zhu Moqi asked him with interest: "There is no water here, why is the sound of the waves?"

Yan Wuji replied: "Please close your eyes and listen, the mountain wind blows through the bamboo tip, and the rustle is not like the sound of the waves?"

Zhu Moqi thought for a moment, then laughed loudly, then got up and drew his sword, and carved a few strokes on the boulder he was leaning on just now.

Later, Zhu Moqi talked about some ancient Fu in the ancient scriptures, until a disciple came to herald the order that the people from Vientiane Gate had arrived, and asked Zhu Moqi to come in to greet them, and everyone dispersed. Yan Wuzhi didn't like to be lively, and he was worried about the secret book of "Gaitian Decision" taught by his master in the morning, so he said goodbye to everyone and went to practice in the peach forest by himself.

I saw more than a dozen energetic men standing at the door of the Feile Palace, who were the people who came to worship the mountain from Vientiane Gate. Only two of the dozen or so people were dressed in special attire, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, a lean old man, and the others were all dressed in the same style of white brocade.

The One Sword Sect advocates black, and the buildings and clothing are all black, and it always feels out of place when so many people in white come here. There are two leaders in front, one is a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, sunken eyes, and a mustache, which is none other than Wang Shu, who fought with Qin Keji in Chen Liucheng two years ago, and one of the four protectors of Wanjianmen. The other one looks much more pleasing to the eye, is a handsome-looking, slightly less than thirty years old young descendant, I saw this person wearing a purple and gold crown with hair, sword eyebrows raised, eyes with waves and gentle and delicate, under the white clothes under the color is more and more clear, like a clear spring tassel, hanging a long sword inlaid with gold and jade on the waist, this person is the number one person among the young disciples of Vientiane Gate, known as "white clothes win snow" Qi Jinyu.

Just when everyone was waiting for answers, the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in the crowd walked up to Qi Jinyu and asked with a childish face: "Brother, it's really boring to wait like this, I'll go around first, and I'll come back to you later, is it okay?" After calling Qi Jinyu her brother, this girl must be Qi Zhendong's youngest daughter, Qi Luyao.

Qi Jinyu hated her: "Hugh is messing around, Uncle Ji is about to come down, let you toss after the etiquette, now stand up obediently." When you are at home, you can promise me that you will be obedient in everything. It sounds like his brother is teaching his sister a lesson, but Qi Jinyu's eyes are full of pampering and love.

Qi Luyao tilted her head and face, pouted, neither looked at his brother, nor answered, and sulked herself. After a while, he turned around again, pulled the corner of his brother's clothes with his little hand, pretended to be aggrieved, and hummed in a low voice: "Brother, you just let me go, I promise not to go to dangerous places, no matter how bad it is, you let Uncle Zhao follow me!"

Qi Jinyu had no way to take his sister, knowing that the promise in her mouth had not been fulfilled once, but he still nodded and agreed, and asked the old servant Zhao Shanchang to follow all the way. Before she finished speaking, the girl ran away happily. Leaving Qi Jinyu standing in place, smiling helplessly.

Qi Luyao was not surprised to see anything, touched this and looked at that, she was not happy, and she walked into the peach forest unconsciously. In the late spring of March, the eyes were full of peach blossoms, reflecting Qi Luyao's cheeks, which seemed more and more agile, and the little girl lingered in the scenery in front of her, and she went deeper and deeper. Suddenly, I heard the sound of "swish" breaking the sky, walked towards the sound, raised my eyes, and saw that it was a black-clothed young man of the same age as himself practicing swords in the open space, it was none other than Yan Wuji.

Miss Qi saw it, relieved her muscles and bones, and intended to compete with this kid, so she untied a short sword from her waist and ran towards the indefinite period. It seems that this girl has also learned some light body kung fu, and after a trot, she can jump up half a foot and stab diagonally from top to bottom.

"Look at the sword!" came a coquettish voice.

Yan Wuzhi had just turned his head when he saw that something was about to pierce his shoulder, so he hurriedly took two steps back and raised his sword to open it. Relax and see that the owner of this short sword is a girl she doesn't know.

Qi Luyao gave him a chance to look at him twice, and he didn't speak, and stabbed him with a sword. Wuji cried out in his heart: "Where did this crazy girl come from!"

He moved his heel slightly, and dodged the sword sideways, but when he saw a jade arm slashing across his side face with the sound of the wind, Yan Wuji wanted to grab her wrist and snatched the blade. But who knows that the girl in front of her was born in a family of famous generals, and has practiced swordsmanship for a few years, very flexible, although the short sword in her hand is petite but also light, thrown from a high place, the body is like a herdsman in the Western Regions dancing Hu Xuan dance, turned in a circle in place, and easily got rid of Yan Wuji's grappling hand, the girl's left hand caught the thrown short sword, and slashed obliquely from a high place to Wuji. The two of them were very close, and the long sword in Wuji's hand couldn't be unfolded, and seeing that he couldn't block, he used a move to "spread his wings" and took a few steps back in the air.

Qi Luyao knew the truth that an inch is long and an inch is strong, and she didn't give Yan a chance to stay away at all, so she posted it again in an instant, so you attacked me and fought for more than ten rounds. The martial arts of the First Sword Sect are established with their fast movements, which is most suitable for fast fighting, although Qi Luyao's footwork is light enough, it can always allow Yan Wuji to find a gap to dodge, and he took three steps back.

Inexplicably was beaten by this crazy girl, she blindly gave in, but she fought more and more happily, and when she couldn't bear it, she was about to swing her sword back, only to see that the girl first swept his legs towards him, and before she got up, the short sword was obliquely pointed twice on her calf.

Yan Wuzhi completely understood that this girl used a move in the "Wind Sword Technique", which was called "Remnant Wind Rolling Leaves". The Wind Sword Technique was originally a trick to break the enemy on the battlefield, paying attention to opening and closing, and this kind of fierce martial arts was not suitable for her daughter's family, so Qi Luyao's moves were only in vain, and had no meaning.

Later, after the two of them contacted for a long time, Yan Wuzhi knew that this girl was not only like her fists and feet, but also her personality, she looked sharp on the outside, but she was not the slightest aggressive in her heart.

Yan Wuji expected that she must be a guest visiting the Vientiane Gate, so he no longer annoyed her, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "Where did you steal this trick of 'vicious dog snatching food'?

Qi Luyao snorted him: "Miss Ben, this is an authentic wind sword technique, so it's not a vicious dog grabbing food." After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, his little face was red with anger, and he hated him: "You bastard boy, who are you scolding a dog!"

Yan Wuji smiled even more happily, and he said, "Whoever talks is who is talking to whom." ”

Qi Luyao was so angry that she was going to fight again, the Wind Sword Technique was the first martial art that Yan Wuqi learned after going up the mountain, and he couldn't be more familiar. I was not in a hurry at the moment, as if I was practicing swords with her, and I fought with her unhurriedly.

Suddenly, with a cold backhand, the blade swept on Qi Luyao's arm, and the girl seemed to be hurt, so she immediately squatted down and sobbed to herself.

After thinking about it, she used a sword embryo that did not open the edge, and the strength was well controlled, neither cutting her nor hurting her.

Who knew that this Miss Qi was crying louder and louder, and she had no choice but to squat down to see her injury, Qi Luyao, who was still crying and crying, immediately changed her face, how could there be a little teardrop on her face, and swung her fist violently! Yan Wuzhi was so smart, although he didn't fully see through Lu Yao's tricks, he also took precautions, grabbed her wrist and pulled it over to his side.

Qi Luyao, a girl, could not withstand him so much, so she could only fall on him. Although the two of them are young, they have reached the age of ignorance, and it is terrible to bump into each other.

Zhao Shanchang hurriedly ran to help his young lady, Yan Wuzhi also stood up and patted the dust on his body, when he and Qi Luyao were fighting, he found the old man standing in the distance, he thought it must be with this girl, and he was an old man over half a hundred years old, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing that Yan Wuji leaned over again, Qi Luyao hurriedly retracted behind Zhao Shanchang and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Zhao, you saw me being bullied by this bastard, and you didn't come to help me!"

Zhao Shan often bowed to the indefinite period, turned back to Qi Luyao and said: "The old servant sees the truth on the side, this Xiaolang has never thought of fighting back, if he really wants to do it, how can it be so simple for the young lady to make a mistake?"

Seeing such an old man at such an age sneering at him, he was ashamed and embarrassed, and hurriedly replied: "The senior has tormented the disciple." ”

Qi Luyao grimaced at Wuji.

It wasn't until this time that he had time to take a closer look at what the person he bumped into looked like.

Qi Luyao is only one year younger than Wuji, but she looks thinner than her actual age, compared to him and Yan Tianzong, who grew up doing farm work, the little girl in front of her has very fair skin, the baby fat on her face has not completely faded, bulging, with delicate pigtails all over her head, wearing an apricot yellow spotted small thin jacket, all kinds of tassels on the skirt, and a pair of red boots.

"You little bastard, dare you look at me!" Qi Luyao hated him again.

Zhao Shan often stopped Qi Luyao and said: "Miss, don't play anymore, we've been out for a long time, and if we don't go back, Qi Lang will be in a hurry, it's just that the One Sword Sect is so big, the old servant really doesn't know where to find your brother...... "The old man was also worried."

Yan Wuqi seemed to understand something, and said loudly: "Uncle Master should entertain you in the Hall of Destiny, and I will lead you there." ”

"That's very good, please lead the way. ”

So the three of them walked together towards the temple of non-fate.

Halfway through, Qi Luyao said coldly: "You bastard boy's martial arts are not bad!"