Liu Ru played a song of mountains and flowing water to Ye Qingxuan. The rhythm is melodious and endless, which makes Ye Qingxuan appreciate it and want to give it a try. She followed the method that Liu Ru taught herself, stretched out her hand to pluck, and the force was too strong, and the strings broke with a sound.

"Sister Liu, I'm not suitable to play the piano like you", the county lord stroked the soft green silk on his head, and there was a slight regret in his tone.

"County Lord, this piano must pay attention to skills", Liu Ru sat by the piano, closed his eyes, plucked the strings, and the clear sound of the piano came from his fingertips, "This guzheng is like a dialogue with you, you gently pluck it, listen with your heart, in order to play a beautiful tune."

The little Taoist priest squatted aside, listening with relish.

Finally, before sunset, Ye Qingxuan no longer broke the strings.

These days, Liu Ru and Yang Ze live in the stone room, although not far apart, but never set foot in front of Yang Ze stone cave, sometimes she wants to go over, but when she sees Yang Ze focused on practicing, she can't bear to disturb him, and occasionally do what she can.

More than ten years of life in Qianyunxuan made her cautious, and she was also calm, she had already fallen to the bottom, what else could she not see.

The little Taoist priest is herding cattle and collecting medicine every day, and then he is all over the mountains to learn birds and beasts, and occasionally meditates in Jinghu Lake.

Yang Ze concentrated on practicing swords, and didn't seem to be interested in her, the number one beauty in the world.

Of course, if Yang Ze asked for anything from this oiran, would she agree? Her work must be the most skilled in Jiangzhou.

Yang Ze was obsessed with sword practice, and when he returned to the stone room, he would sleep, and he would eat when he had food, no matter who cooked it. In addition to collecting medicine, the responsibility of cooking fell on the little Taoist, and she occasionally helped the little Taoist do some chores.

On this day, Yang Ze took out the ancient book that Wei Lao Dao gave him, and he couldn't leave this Xuanzhu internal skill for a day, although his cultivation was extremely long. When the old horseman was leaving, he said that no matter how good the swordsmanship is, he should not be able to wield the sword intent without internal force. However, this Pan Yue Xuan Zhu Gong is a tantric kung fu and Taoist Yun Ji Nei Gong practice method is similar, day by day, slow progress, many Taoist masters are difficult to reach the Yongquan acupoint, Baihui acupoint nine major acupoints of the nine pearls connected to the ultimate realm, I am afraid that the more difficult it is to improve.

He took out the Yang family inkstone, studied the ink, and completed it in one go, leaving a faint ink fragrance on the steep stone wall, and the strokes were like writhing snakes, alternating back and forth, and his spirit was radiant.

At this time, the little Taoist priest happened to pass by, and behind him was still the fat and strong green ox, which seemed to be even stronger.

He put down the basket, which was still full of herbs, and squatted motionlessly watching the young master's writing.

"Good words", the little Taoist priest seemed to suddenly remember something after reading the book of heaven that was like a Taoist talisman in one go. "Young Master of the Yang family, if this is not the case, you don't want to practice your sword at the Horn Waterfall tomorrow, and I will take you to see a fun place?"

"Go aside, don't fool me to help you collect medicine again", Yang Ze lowered his head and pondered the sword intent in the words, ignoring him.

When he just went up the mountain, the little Taoist priest found a He Shou Wu plant, but unfortunately the He Shou Wu was born in the cliff, and the little Taoist priest couldn't get it. He fooled Yang Ze and said that there was something good, and Yang Ze took a lot of effort to dig out the He Shou Wu from the cliff.

"I don't need your help to pick He Shou Wu now", the little Taoist priest smiled slyly, dragged the back basket, and turned out two He Shou Wu from it, which were even bigger than the one he helped him dig last time.

"You must have tricked your disciples and grandchildren to dig again, right?"

"Really no", the little Taoist priest blushed and continued, "I found that the thousands of birds and beasts in the patriarch's "Qianjin Yin Yang Gengjiao Jue" can not only cure diseases, but also be very fun, my He Shou Wu is to learn from monkeys to pick peaches, dig it out by yourself", the little Taoist swore and said, I will take you to see it tomorrow, it is the same as the word you wrote today, but it seems to be more imposing.

Before dawn the next day, the little Taoist priest led the green ox to call him up at the gate of the stone cave.

Two people climbed the Cangyan Peak, and sure enough, on the top of the peak, there were several lines of words as big as a pu fan neatly written, which were somewhat similar to ancient books, but more ingenious, like a shuttle in the hands of the weaver girl to weave a magnificent picture.

The terrain here is extremely steep, and it would be difficult to find these words if it weren't for the little Taoist priest who climbed down this cliff to collect medicine. Yang Ze read it carefully, and at the end of the book, there was a book left by a person in the Demon Sect to show that the descendants of the Taoist Sect were posted here. Each word is as big as a fight, and there is no sword energy in that word, but it is strong and powerful.

"Is it really as the old horseman said, that Xuanzhu Divine Skill is connected with the internal strength of Niutou Mountain Yunji? Looking at the large handwriting, the pen is eight points into the stone, I am afraid that the internal force is much higher than the internal force of the ancient book that Wei Zhongcheng gave himself."

"Who wrote this?"

The little Taoist priest looked indescribable, holding his head and pondering for a long time, "I may not know which generation left behind, I also found it when I recently climbed into the cliff."

"Where did you pick this He Shou Wu?"

The little Taoist priest pointed down the cliff, "That's the place, it took me a long time to move over, this ape play is indeed more difficult", and he scratched his ears and cheeks, which was very funny.

"You really don't know martial arts?" Yang Ze was a little incredible, there was a place to put his feet in that place last time, but the place where the little Taoist priest picked this time was lonely and protruding from the cliff.

"No," the little Taoist priest said seriously.

Linyun Tiao's handwriting is too large. Yang Ze asked the little Taoist priest to find a broom, and every day he copied the broken cloud post here in Cangyan Peak. He carefully pondered the posture, momentum, qi, and spirit in this word, as if he was enchanted, and looked at it stupidly.

"Grunt" sounded, and the little Taoist priest looked down at his stomach. Quietly went down the mountain to get some food, Yang Ze took the food and continued to figure it out, no matter who gave him the food.

On this day, he suddenly felt that those words were no longer words, but a green snake swimming, and suddenly the green snake gathered together and turned into a fierce dragon, soaring into the air, the wind and thunder followed, the sound of whistling in his ears was bursting, the dragon swam back and forth in the air, and the nine major acupoints in his body were originally a few vitality, and suddenly scurried around, and there seemed to be endless breath surging up in the five internal organs, as if it was about to break through the sea of qi.

He sat cross-legged and guided Tu Na according to the Taoist "Shen Tong Deed", and the vitality that was running around was gradually channeled into the dantian qi sea.

He remembered that the "Shen Tong Deed" recorded that "there are three names of Yuanqi: the sun, the yin, and the neutral." There are three forms: heaven, earth and man, and the harmony of the three qi is Taihe, and Taihe is the breath of peace, which is the root of the gods".

However, he went up to Niutou Mountain and flipped through countless Taoist secret books, but only the sun vitality was recorded, but the Taiyin and Zhonghe were not recorded, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Shizi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, he knew that he had just walked away in the ghost gate, and since then, whenever he felt the sea of qi running around, he used the method of guiding the breath to eliminate that strange vitality.

In the blink of an eye, it was like the sixth year of the Tuo Dynasty, and the frost fell.

The prince passed through the maple forest, the red leaves floated down all over the sky, the maple leaves flowed, the forest was dyed, and the whole horn peak was dyed, and the world was red.

The little Taoist priest was bored, chasing the falling maple leaves, his body swayed like a maple leaf falling, and the maple leaves around him seemed to have a heart with him.

"What kind of kung fu is this", Yang Ze asked curiously while standing next to the maple forest.

"Yanxiang Qingyun Play", the little Taoist priest stopped, and the countless maple leaves around him fell to the ground in an instant.

"Birds again?"

"Dao Ancestor is merciful, all beings are equal, and beasts and humans are just between that thought", the little Taoist priest smiled slyly.

"You don't have Zhenshan's martial arts cheats or anything like that? You look at people's Wudang Mountain's "Qingyun Zong" and Longhu Mountain's "Spring and Autumn Jue", all of which are famous all over the rivers and lakes."

"It doesn't seem to be, there is nothing else in the Yizhang Pavilion except for the categories of "Tao Sutra", "Chongxu Zhenjing", and "Xisheng Sutra", but it seems that some of the classics have been removed."

"Then how did your senior brother Tianningzi practice kung fu?", Yang Ze originally wanted to call the old Taoist of the cow nose, but after thinking about it, the little Taoist priest is also a little cow nose, and this kicking on the nose on the face really embarrassed the little Taoist priest, so he held back.

"Senior Brother Tianningzi is a martial arts wizard of Yuxu Palace in Niutou Mountain, he was admitted to Master Zhuji at the age of three, and his footprints have traveled all the peaks of Niutou Mountain. According to Senior Brother Jiao, one year Senior Brother felt the strangeness of Xiaohu Peak, the danger of Cangyan Peak, the male of Jiaojiao Peak, and the seclusion of Qinglian Peak.

"It's no wonder that you are not as strong as the incense of Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain", Yang Ze looked at the little Taoist with disdain, and the little Taoist picked up a red maple leaf on the ground and smiled honestly, "You try, can you control it?"

Yang Ze picked up a red leaf casually, looked at it carefully, and saw that it was shaped like a palm, red like fire, and overflowing with color.

He learned the posture of the little Taoist priest to catch the red leaves, a gust of wind blew, countless red leaves on the trees fell, but there was always no trace, aimless, he couldn't bring up the falling maple leaves at all, and after a while, he was sweating profusely, but his mood was greatly comfortable, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, "It seems that this beast play has something unique."

He looked up at the back of the little Taoist priest has gone away, the little Taoist priest's robe flying in the wind in the morning light, bringing up the red leaves falling from the trees, in the afterglow of the sunset, the little Taoist priest is like a god in the main hall, and his whole body exudes a strange brilliance!

Yang Ze returned to the stone room, and it was not in vain for half a year, and his body became stronger and stronger. The original fair skin turned into a strong bronz, and the skin on his back was similar to that of the warrior who galloped on the field.

He returned to the stone room, lay on the stone bed, and repeatedly thought about the little Taoist priest's Yanxiang Qingyun play.

Suddenly, he came across a rock. Since he came, the stone has been there, and it has never been moved.

Ever since he practiced his sword, his eyes were like torches, and he could distinguish objects in the dark night, and the stones in the dark corners seemed to have a slight gap with the walls.

He knocked lightly and found that the cliff behind the stone bed was hollow.

He pinched one end and turned the stone hard, if he hadn't been practicing swords for half a year, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to turn this ingenious machine that weighed a thousand pounds at all.

Just listening to the "quack, quack, quack" for a while, a gap appeared in the cliff wall behind the stone bed, and he looked over, it was dark inside, and a stone step meandered up.

He groaned slightly, picked up the lantern with his left hand, carried the Qingfeng sword on his shoulder with his right hand, and walked up the stone steps.

The stone stairs were not long, and he walked a little way before he came across a stone wall.

This time he quickly found the same stone bracket in the upper right corner. After opening, there is a hole in the sky, and there are three words "牪Ben Cave" on the stone wall directly above.

He carried the lantern around, and the stone cave was divided into three rooms, each about ten zhang square. He walked to the last stone room, and found that the stone room was not as dimly lit as the first two, and there was a faint rumbling sound of water. He looked closely, and it turned out that he was already at the highest point of the Horn Falls, and outside the stone cave was the Horn Falls.

This stone room is filled with rows and rows of ancient books.

He flipped through the secret books of martial arts of various schools in the rivers and lakes, "Hundred Soldiers", "Cloud Copying Hands", "Wuxu Marksmanship", etc. are all famous stunts in the rivers and lakes, and they are full of a stone room.

There are vents in the stone room, I don't know if it was intentional.

Yang Ze casually selected a few books and brought them back to the stone cave, and then continued to go below to read the martial arts cheats in them.

Seeing that winter is about to fall, the height of this horn mountain peak is unbearable, it must be bitterly cold, and the little Taoist priests on the mountain have also prepared charcoal for half of the mountain.

"Have you ever heard that there is a secret arsenal on this mountain?" Yang Ze asked the little Taoist tentatively.

"In addition to the Tibetan scriptures of Yizhang Pavilion, I have never heard of the secret book arsenal", the little Taoist priest said with a confused face.

Before you know it, it's almost winter, and the water volume at Horn Falls is even smaller.

Liu Ru looked at the very eye-catching prince from a distance, and helped the vegetable field he planted to harvest for the first time.

She looked up at the sky, it was the first time, and probably the last time.

Liu Ru's face was originally pale, but it has become more and more ruddy in the past six months, and the bright color set off is peerless.

"The prince is tired of you today, don't you know what to order?", Liu Ru whispered softly, lifting the blow bomb to break, and the pretty face that could squeeze out the water stared at the prince, and a clear look of eyes flowed like water.

"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, I heard that you won't forget it?".

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, what do you have to tell the prince?"

"I want you to help me remember something", Shizi moved out the martial arts classics in the "Guben Cave", and the two of them kept remembering from morning to night, and it took thirty years to get to the last book. Liu Ru confidently told Yang Ze that the books he had turned over were all in his head.

Yang Ze knew that it was time to go down the mountain, and it was night, so he sealed the secret hole again.

Since Ye Qingxuan brought the guzheng to Niutou Mountain, every evening, Liu Ru will always stroke the qin, the sound of the qin is melodious or tactful, or spring or snow, a hundred turns and turns, very beautiful and beautiful. At this time, Yang Ze fell asleep with the sound of the piano, but it was also very good.

On this night, the sound of the piano was faintly the girl's sentimental tune of "The west wind is tight, the north swallow flies south, and who is drunk in the maple forest in the dawn". Yang Ze smiled dumbly, this Liu Ru is really a talented girl in Jiangzhou, she has been practicing swords these days, and she has memorized martial arts classics, but she has forgotten her wonderful piano skills.

The sleeves of his robe shook, and the Dapeng bird, which had been hovering in the air for a long time, had two steel claws deeply embedded in the sleeves of Yang Ze's robe. The neck rubbed against Yang Ze's body, which looked particularly affectionate, and the golden feathers were like a pearl in the dark night.

Dapeng claws are tied to a secret letter, this is Wei Zhongcheng and him to discuss the contact method, this bird swayed up to 90,000 miles, claws like steel hooks, wings as hard as iron, enough to match a first-class master, secret letter is naturally safe and reliable.

He opened the secret letter written by the old lady and said three things: First, he had secretly ordered Panyue 3,000 silver iron armor to be stationed in various branches of the Hengyuan Tong Merchant Company, and the horses of each branch selected the BMW for use; second, according to the secret report, the king of Yanguan in the border area requisitioned a large number of good horses and collected grain and grass, and seemed to be dealing with a big war; third, the most important point, King Jing Han Shang had been intercepted and killed more than 20 times in a row, and he had secretly ordered the assassination agency "Tianqi" to intercept and kill people with dragon veins in the rivers and lakes.

Yang Ze has seen it repeatedly, but there is no news of the old groom, he is a little stunned, and he is really reluctant to leave after ten years of relationship.

He took off the veil lampshade, burned the letter, and watched as it dissolved into a pile of ashes and dissipated into the air.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Yang Ze was a little surprised, he picked up the Qingfeng sword and came to Liu Ru is door. The entrance to the cave is full of flowers, and most of the petals have withered.

The night was like a beaded curtain falling, the ground was mottled with light and shadow, and there was a faint sighing sound in the cave.

"Miss Liu, are you okay?" asked Yang Ze softly at the door.

There was no echo in the cave, the sighing was still there, the gauze lamp was still shaking in the dark night, with the help of the pool, the ground was full of mottled light and shadow.

"The heart is not afraid of shadows", he muttered to the ancients in his heart. Strode in, and the image of his blood pounding appeared in front of him.

On a long plain clothes, a few tears hung on his face as condensed as jade, and the bright color was peerless, and he was sitting under the gauze lamp. Looking up at Yang Ze who came in, the pear blossoms brought rain, and I felt pity.

"Miss Liu, what's wrong with you?", Yang Ze walked up to Liu Ru is and asked softly, he couldn't see others crying, especially women, and she was also a rare beauty in the dynasty.

Liu Ru didn't speak, stood up and threw herself into Yang Ze's arms, and her jade hand was gently placed on Yang Ze's shoulder.

Yang Ze only felt that his mind was swaying, and his head was dizzy. "Miss Liu must not ......", before he finished speaking, Miss Liu's soft lips kissed her.

He lay down with Liu Ru without resistance, and this first kiss was ruthlessly taken away. He glanced at the lotus-like arm, and instead of holding the willow waist, he quietly grasped another sword, the Guanfeng Sword.

Liu Ru laughed coquettishly, her body tense like a full moon bow, and she waved a palm.

"Five Demon Palms", Yang Ze muttered, the Guanfeng Sword pierced the air, his body leaned out sideways, and he took a hard palm, with the help of the power of the earth, unloading most of the power, and a huge pit appeared behind him, Yang Ze knew that this Liu Ru obviously did not use all his strength.

He had seen this set of techniques in the secret room, and it was Taoist kung fu.