After seeing that it was nightfall, Yu Tianlai asked Nie Feng to disperse the guards in the house, and then left first, leaving only himself and Nie Yinniang's master and apprentice in the hall.

In the middle of the hall is a few cases, and in a long-necked vase is obliquely inserted the apricot blossom that Nie Yinniang brought back from Xishan. At this moment, the petals of this apricot blossom are stained with some water droplets, shining in the light, and it looks more and more delicate.

Yu Tianlai sat behind a few cases, holding a book in his hand and slowly flipping through it. Nie Yinniang sat on one side of several cases, placed the four treasures of the study in front of her, held a brush in her hand, gently bit the end of the brush with her small mouth, and looked at the apricot blossom with her eyes, looking meditative, but she was completing the homework assigned by Yu Tianlai during the day.

Suddenly, Yu Tianlai suddenly raised his eyes and looked out of the door, put down the book in his hand and said loudly: "The good guest is coming, and there is a disappointment in the future, I hope to beg for forgiveness!"

Before the words fell, the nun Miaoqing floated in from outside the hall, her eyes looked at Yu Tianlai who got up to greet her, a trace of surprise appeared on her cold and beautiful face, and she asked coldly: "Nie Feng's mansion, how can there be a master like you?"

Yu Tianlai smiled and raised his hand to quote: "Mrs. Shi, sit down and talk in detail." ”

Miaoqing stepped forward slowly and sat down opposite Yu Tianlai, Yu Tianlai also sat back in place, and Nie Yinniang slipped behind Yu Tianlai very cleverly to stand.

After sitting down, Yu Tianlai arched his hand and said: "In Xia Yu Tianlai, it is now the west seat of Nie Mansion, but this little girl behind her is a disciple below." I heard that the teacher is too merciful, this is the luck of the little girl. It's just that General Mengnie and his wife have already taken this child into the door. There is a good intention of the teacher, please forgive me. ”

Miaoqing's face was even more cold, and there was also a coldness in his tone: "It turns out that Your Excellency is going to compete with the poor nun for apprentices! This female is endowed with bones and bones, and she is an excellent candidate to practice my practice." If she is taught by a poor nun, she will be born within ten years, she will become a gang qi before the age of thirty, and after the age of forty, she will have great hope of being blue and surpassing the poor nun and entering the inner realm. If Your Excellency were her teacher, would it be possible for her to do so?"

Yu Tianlai said lightly: "Since I have accepted this girl to get started, I will not mislead people's children!"

Miao Qing sneered: "The tone is not small, but the poor nun wants to try to see if you have real talent!"

She stretched out her right hand, picked up the tube of brush that Nie Yinniang had rested on a few cases, and held a sword flower in her hand, and the end of the soft pen revealed a trace of sharp sword qi, which stirred with the air and made a sneering sound.

Although it is still a small brush, it is no different from a three-foot long sword in Miaoqing's hand, and the pen that is stained with half an inch of ink pierces straight at Yu Tianlai's eyebrows.

"Good swordsmanship!" Yu Tianlai blurted out a soft praise, with a move of his right hand, the apricot blossom inserted in the bottle automatically flew into his palm, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring with a slight shake, and the backhand was horizontal, uplifted, and stabbed, which was also a wonderful sword style.

The pupils in Miaoqing's eyes are constricted. She could see clearly under the light, Yu Tianlai used the flower branch as a sword, and when the sword was moved, the petals on the branch and the water droplets on the flower did not fall a single drop, and the use of strength was so round and mysterious that it had reached an incredible realm. At the moment, the spirit of twelve points is raised, and the pen is used as a sword to deal with it with all its might.

The two of them sat on the seats, and there were several cases fighting in the middle, all the sword qi was bound to the brush and flower branches in their hands, and when they made a move, they would never affect the surrounding things, and the vases and other things on the cases were always intact.

The two exchanged nearly 100 moves without the slightest fireworks, and all the moves were all swayed and changed on the spot, and the time was wonderful.

Although Nie Yinniang, who was standing behind Yu Tianlai, couldn't see the beauty of the two people's sword moves, she could naturally sense the indescribable beauty of the flower branches and the brush with her innate spirituality, and she was dizzy and intoxicated.

Although Yu Tianlai didn't look back, he could detect the performance of this newly recruited disciple, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and said with a long laugh: "Apprentice, the poem you made today has not yet been completed, and the teacher will send you two sentences to be inspired, and you can see it clearly-'Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow'!"

With the long verses in his mouth, he shook his wrist slightly, and the petals on the flower branches in his hands fell off at the same time and scattered into a rain of flowers, and each soft and delicate petal condensed a little sharp sword qi, shooting towards Miaoqing from all directions. And the crystal water droplets stained on the petals were also scattered in the air, blending a wisp of sword qi and then stretching into a long transparent line as thin as a hair, and the wisps were wound and cut towards Miaoqing.

In the face of this poetic and dream-like mysterious and beautiful swordsmanship, Miaoqing changed color at the time, and the sword qi bound in the small brush suddenly exploded, and with the dance of the sword momentum expanded sharply to the surroundings, the petals and rain that attacked from all directions were all crushed, but in this way, several cases and other things between the two were immediately affected by the pond fish, and all of them were shattered by Miaoqing's fierce sword qi.

Yu Tianlai's eyes were full of essence, and his mouth let out a clear sound, and the bare flower branches pinched by his fingertips abandoned all changes, retaining only the purest strength and speed, turning into a faint phantom, stabbing straight at Miaoqing's throat.

The brush in Miaoqing's hand quickly returned to the front of him, just a momentum and a hasty welcome, the gap between the two was revealed, the first half of the brush and the flower branch only slightly touched, and immediately shattered and collapsed.

Yu Tianlai's flower branches are still undiminished, still stabbing at Miaoqing's throat.

Miao Qing's sitting figure bounced up suddenly, and flew backwards.

Yu Tianlai also left his seat with a long body, and followed closely like a shadow, and the tip of the flower branch in his hand never came out of the three inches in front of Miaoqing's throat.

As Miaoqing retreated to the door, her feet suddenly snapped steadily, and a crystal light like lightning flew out of her sleeve, rolling upside down with a biting cold, and engaged in a fierce exchange with the flower branches that pierced her throat.

The dull sound of the clash of energy exploded one after another between the two, and Yu Tianlai's figure stepped back and stood still, and the flower branch in his hand had been broken an inch and a half long.

Miaoqing didn't move an inch, her feet still firmly in the door, and in her right hand she held a double-edged dagger shaped like a sheep's horn.

Yu Tianlai's gaze fell on the short dagger with a special shape, his face showed a solemn color, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that Shitai is actually a person from the 'Mending Heaven Pavilion', disrespectful!"

Miaoqing's face showed a sneer: "The poor nun also knows who you are, you were the one who defeated the Jingjing of the Southern Sect and saved the thief Taoist priest of Cangsong! It's rare that you still have the leisure to fight against the poor nuns, do you know that after the Jingjing'er suffered a big loss, he has already invited the head of the Southern Sect and one of the top ten in the universe to come out of the mountain to find you!"