Chapter 8 The heart has a soul
Xue'er said, "That's it, let's not talk about anything else, what do you want to learn first when you come here today?"
When Feng Shaoyang heard Xue'er ask, his heart suddenly burst into anger, and he hurriedly said, "I, hehe, I want to learn the spell you cast yesterday that can fly away on the stone wall." ”
"That's the 'Divine Technique', and I've only practiced the second level of 'Leaping Rock and Walking Water', but you can't control qi now, and you can't learn it for the time being. ”
Hearing Xue'er say this, Feng Shaoyang was a little discouraged, pursed his mouth slightly, and looked disappointed and unhappy.
When Xue'er saw it, she laughed out loud, covered her mouth and said: "I have never seen someone like you who is so anxious to learn, this cultivation spell needs to be taken slowly little by little, and if the cultivation level is not enough, you can't learn it, and when you can control the qi in the future, are you still afraid that you won't be able to learn it? I'm afraid that the heavier 'Controlling the Mist and Clouds' technique will not be in your eyes." ”
Feng Shaoyang listened to the art of "driving the fog and clouds" after learning to control the qi, he was so surprised that his mouth was boiling, he almost jumped up, and shouted excitedly: "I want to learn, I want to learn, listen to you, haha......"
Xue'er scolded with a smile: "It's still so stupid, but today I'll teach you the art of practicing qi first, and then go to the cave in the mountain wall yesterday." After that, he raised his hand and threw out a ribbon from his sleeve and wrapped it around Feng Shaoyang's waist, and said softly: "But hold on tight, let's go down." ”
Feng Shaoyang took a few steps towards the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and was excited with a look of anticipation.
Then, Xue'er flicked up her sleeves suddenly, and another gust of wind rose, and she fell down the cliff with Feng Shaoyang.
Because of the psychological preparation this time, coupled with Xue'er's repeated royal qi to stop the speed of falling, although Feng Shaoyang also fell straight down the cliff, he did not feel afraid, and there were clouds and mist floating by from time to time beside him, feeling like he had a pair of wings, flying in the air, he had never experienced such an experience in his heart, he felt very relaxed and comfortable, free and calm, and he had never been so comfortable and happy, and he had a feeling of wanting to cry.
Usually the wonderful moment often passes in a flash, and after a while, they come to the hollow in the mountain wall, and the two of them slowly settle down. Feng Shaoyang saw that the spring water was still murmuring here, and the water was dingdong, and he said happily: "Xue'er is really looking for a good place, the water here is trickling, the aftersound is graceful, and the clouds cover the mist, like a fairyland." ”
Xue'er covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm afraid that you have been bored in that view for a long time, and you feel like a fairyland when you see any lonely place, if you really go to the fairyland, you are afraid that this place will be ugly." ”
"Hehe, I just read it from the book, how the fairyland is a rainbow in the sky, straight to the sky, clouds and smoke like illusions, but although this place is not big, it can also make people feel clear, and it is also a rare quiet place. ”
"Yes, it's very quiet here, there is no nuisance, it's the most suitable for cultivation, if you like it, give it a name." ”
"How can this be, this place is the quiet treasure that Xue'er discovered first, how dare I take away the beauty of people. ”
"You just have to think of a name, if it's ugly, you don't use it, and you can't make a joke. ”
"Then I'll try it, well, although it is not big here, but the falling spring trickles, the sound rhyme is soft, such as the sound of the jade stream, like the fairy sound of wonderful music, let people listen to the vulgar, it is better to borrow the meaning of the 'spring sound clear heart' played by Xue'er yesterday, and name this place 'Qingxin Cave'. ”
Xue'er was shocked when she heard this: she originally gave this place this name, but she didn't expect him to come up with this name as if he had a heart, ......alas!
Feng Shaoyang saw Xue'er bowing her head and was silent, but she didn't see that under Xue'er's veil, there was already a red cloud on her cheeks, and she thought that she was angry that the name was not good, so she was a little ashamed, and hurriedly said: "It's because I have shallow intelligence, and the name I chose is not good, and I have lost your kindness, don't be angry." ”
Xue'er was flustered in her heart, and couldn't help but murmur: "It's also this name, I don't know how to change it, hum!" As soon as she looked up and saw Feng Shaoyang looking at herself with an uneasy face, she hurriedly said: "Which one is angry, I'm just thinking about whether this name is good or not." Then he paused for a moment, calmed down and said softly: "It's up to you, it's called 'Qingxin Cave'." ”
After speaking, Xue'er snorted softly, jumped up, fluttered her sleeves, and hung in the air, and then pushed out her palms alternately. I saw that several ice picks shot out from the palms of her hands, hitting the cliff wall and "snorting", and then after a few moves, it fell gently, and then threw the sleeve of her right hand into the air, and threw out a ribbon to cover the place where the ice picks hit just now on the rock wall, and then pulled hard, only to see the stone chips on the cliff wall falling one after another, and the words of "Qingxin Cave" three gong surfaces appeared from top to bottom.
Feng Shaoyang was dazzled, opened his mouth to say "wow", and praised again and again: "Okay, good calligraphy!"
Xue'er scolded with a smile: "Okay, don't praise it, come over quickly, I'll teach you the art of practicing qi." ”
Feng Shaoyang listened, touched his forehead and smiled, and hurriedly walked in front of Xue'er.
Cher said, "Come here, I'll see how much you have left." ”
Feng Shaoyang didn't understand what he meant, but he still raised his left arm and stretched it out.
Xue'er put her hand on Feng Shaoyang's wrist and pondered. Feng Shaoyang saw that Xue'er was like jade in spring, and her soft and clean fingers gently cut her wrist, feeling like a few drops of condensation on the skin of her wrist, warmly, moistly, and suddenly his eyes were hazy, and he felt a little dizzy, so he hurriedly lowered his head, and suddenly smelled a faint orchid fragrance, which stained his heart and lungs, and couldn't help but beat like a running deer in the atrium.
Xue'er suddenly felt Feng Shaoyang's abnormality, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that Feng Shaoyang's face was red and red, and she lowered her head shyly, understanding that her mind was already rippling, she hurriedly let go of her hand, frowned, and was about to scream, but she saw that on the back of Feng Shaoyang's right hand, which was as white as jade, there were several extremely shallow marks, and there were three pink dots on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.
Xue'er was stunned in her heart, sighed slightly, and said softly: "Although you are young now, you will soon grow into a man who has just stood up to the sky and the earth. ”
Feng Shaoyang was even more ashamed when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to jump off the cliff at this moment.
When Xue'er saw it, she felt a little unbearable, but she had to be vigilant, and paused for a moment before she said slowly: "Is your blood disease better?"
Feng Shaoyang's expression slowed down and hurriedly returned: "The Taoist chief also once told me that I have this bloody disease, and as soon as there is a wound on my body, the blood will not stop, so I can't touch sharp things, so be careful everywhere in the Taoist temple under the mountain." But again, when I was practicing the sword, I accidentally touched my arm, and I didn't shed much blood, so I didn't tell him for fear that the Taoist would be worried. ”
"Practicing swords, you also learned swordsmanship?"
"It was the Qingyun Dao Elder who taught me the Bishan Sword Technique, and I didn't practice it well, but I only used a wooden sword when I practiced the sword. In the end, Feng Shaoyang was embarrassed, and his voice became subtle and low.
"Wooden sword?"
"Well, it's a gift from Daoist Qingyun to me, I'm afraid that I will scratch myself with a real sword. ”
Xue'er said with a smile: "The disease of blood is not a difficult disease, you just need to learn to practice qi, collect the qi of the yang in your body in the sea of qi, and you will be fine, if you learn the art of practicing qi today, I also have a gift for you." ”