After two months, the weather becomes hot, and during the day, the fairy forest is shrouded in heat, and occasionally a few gusts of mountain wind are a great pleasure.

Zong Zheng and Xianjie have been practicing non-stop, and before they know it, they have finished the first four chapters, but they have never tried the power of the sword they practiced.

According to the method of practicing swords recorded in the book, the two came to the fairy pond, preparing to cut the swordsmanship at the bottom of the pool to prove the power of the sect's swordsmanship.

After a few pops, the two jumped into the pool one after another, splashing on their faces, and a burst of coolness permeated their bodies.

The catharsis of the water roared, and the two looked at each other and signaled to begin.

Zong Zheng stabbed at Xianjie with a fast sword, but found that the speed of the sword in the water was very slow, and Xianjie turned around and blocked with a sword, and the two of them rotated in the water, with a beautiful posture, which seemed to be slowing down, but it was actually fast. The two of them finished the fast sword, quasi-sword and ruthless sword in a row.

When the sword was broken, Xian Jie stabbed Zong Zheng's right chest with a sword, Zong Zheng dodged and avoided, Xian Jie turned around with a sword momentum, it was the seventeenth style of breaking the sword, Zong Zheng avoided it, Xian Jie had no possibility of retracting the sword, in a hurry, Zong Zheng had to kick Xian Jie away for a while.

Xianjie was kicked and injured, and suddenly couldn't hold her breath, there were blisters in her mouth, and gradually sank, Zong Zheng immediately swam over, picked up Xianjie, and swam out of the water.

Zong Zheng put the fainted Xianjie on the rocky beach by the pond and shook Xianjie's body, Xianjie did not react, and Zongzheng was a little anxious!

Suddenly thought of the method of 'mouth-to-mouth breathing', and in a hurry, he opened Xianjie's mouth with both hands, and took a breath and looked at Xianjie's mouth. Xianjie still showed no signs of waking up.

Zong Zheng took several breaths in a row, and when he was filling the air, Xianjie's eyes suddenly opened, but Zong Zheng only cared about the injection, but he didn't see it, and continued to kiss Xianjie's mouth to fill the air, Xianjie didn't panic, but her heart was beating fast, and she had a strange feeling.

When Zong Zheng got up and was about to inhale again, he saw that Xianjie had opened her eyes, and happily hugged Xianjie into her chest.

"Xian'er, thank goodness you've finally woken up! I really didn't mean to kick you just now. ”

Xianjie leaned on Zong Zheng's chest, a burst of warmth hit her heart, and she couldn't help but enjoy this feeling, so she leaned her head on Zong Zheng's shoulder.

"Brother Zheng, I don't blame you, I know you must have been unable to avoid my sword to kick me away. Xianjie didn't want Zongzheng to continue to blame herself, so she comforted.

Zong Zheng let go of Xianjie and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"I'm fine, just choked on a few mouthfuls of water. ”

The two of them were soaking wet, their clothes soaked in water, and they were uncomfortable and comfortable.

Zong Zheng didn't expect that the broken sword in Zong Jian's swordsmanship would be so powerful, this time it was just a practice in the water, if he left the water, the speed and strength would be much higher, and it would inevitably be really impossible to avoid it, so the two decided not to learn from each other again, so as not to hurt anyone.

That night, the two of them were resting on the stone bed, Xianjie's body was facing inward, silent, and pretending to be asleep.

In my heart, I couldn't help but think about the situation when Zongzheng and her mouth-to-mouth at noon today, every time I thought of this, I always felt panicked in my heart, Xianjie felt that this feeling was weird, compared with the inexplicable anger before, it was a different feeling, indescribable, unclear.

Zong Zheng, who was on the outside of the stone bed, turned his back to Xianjie, and was also silent, pretending to be asleep.

Staying until midnight, the two of them had not slept until midnight, Zong Zheng got up as usual, this was his time to practice, and he was just about to get up and prepare to put on his shoes and leave.

Xianjie turned her body when she heard the sound, and saw Zong Zheng wearing shoes and wanted to leave, so she immediately stepped forward and hugged Zong Zheng and asked.

"Brother Zheng, it's so late, where are you going?"

Zong Zhengjue wondered, "Xian'er has always been sleepy, as long as there is no thunder, she can sleep until dawn, and now that she is a child, why is she awake today?"

Xian Jie looked at Zong Zheng, her face was full of confusion, Zong Zheng looked at Xian Jie staring at herself, and she didn't know how to answer, thinking that she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go out to practice swords tonight, but she couldn't let Xian Jie know about this matter, so she made up an excuse at will.

"I can't sleep and want to go out for a walk. ”

Xianjie also felt that she couldn't sleep, so she simply got up and put on her shoes.

Zong Zheng hurriedly asked, "What are you doing?"

"I can't sleep either, I'll walk with you!"

Zong Zheng couldn't help muttering in his heart, "This girl is always so clingy"

is an excuse made up at will, you can't pull out your shoes again and say that you are sleepy again, and you can only accompany Xianjie to walk outside!

The night sky in spring and summer is clear and lonely, and the moon and stars in the middle of the day radiate a light light, and the surroundings are a little cold.

The two of them walked on the road to the fairy grass forest, and the moonlight shone all the way, but the path was also clear.

Thinking about it carefully, the two of them have only been practicing swords for a long time, but they may not have talked casually for a long time.

The two of them walked silently, although they wanted to say something in their hearts, but at last they swallowed it back, and neither of them wanted to poke this ignorance away, because they themselves did not really understand this feeling, and how should they say it?

Xianjie saw a few fireflies flying leisurely in front of her, so she stretched out her fingers as white as snow and gently grabbed one, gently put it in the palm of her hand and closed it, raised it to her chest, and closed her eyes.

Zong Zheng looked at it with curiosity in his eyes.

Xianjie opened her eyes and spread her palms, and the fireflies flew lightly from her palms, wandering for a moment and then flying into the distance.

Xianjie looked at the fireflies that had flown away and smiled sweetly.

Zong Zheng asked curiously, "Xian'er, what are you doing here?"

"This is the method of wishing that my mother taught me!"

"And what did you just wish?"

"If you say it, it won't work!" Xianjie naturally didn't want to say it, so she excused herself,

Zong Zheng saw that Xianjie didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask!

Walking through the fairy pool, the surroundings suddenly became more and more cold, Xianjie is a female stream, naturally can't resist the cold air when she is a child, and can't help but sneeze slightly.

Zong Zheng was afraid that Xianjie would catch a cold, so he took off his coat and draped it on Xianjie's shoulders.

"It's cold, let's go back! It's not good to be infected with the wind and cold. ”

After Xianjie put on her coat, there was a burst of warmth all over her body, not far away, two glowing things like beads were swimming, it turned out that the wolf had been following behind, and the two of them didn't notice it.

Zong Zheng took Xianjie's hand and returned to the cave, the wolf followed silently, and under the moonlight, the backs of two people and a wolf gradually drifted away until there was no trace.

After that, for several nights, Zong Zheng wanted to get up to practice swords, but he was caught by Xianjie, and then he no longer got up in the middle of the night to practice swords!

For more than two months in the following months, both of them practiced swordsmanship at the bottom of the pond at noon at the peak of their yang energy, but they no longer practiced breaking swords.

In the blink of an eye, the weather became cooler, and the two felt that they were bored to practice the first three chapters, so they decided to practice the fifth chapter, combining swords.

Zong Zheng took down the second volume of Zongjian and opened it to chapter 5, but see the first page of chapter 5 as written:

"The existing sword spectrum of the sect of the sword school does not have a sword, this volume of the sword is my beloved wife in the cave has nothing to do, idle to compare the swordsmanship of the new creation, this swordsmanship is also called the sword of lovers, it can only be practiced by the two lovers, the most incisive thing about this sword is that it is a rigid and a soft, a yang and a yin, the male protagonist is masculine, the female protagonist is feminine, rigid and soft, yin and yang complement each other, attack and defense correspond to each other, and there are many changes. The key to practicing is that the two people have the same mind, if the mind is not compatible, it will be full of loopholes, and the power of the combined sword will also be lost. Therefore, those who practice this swordsmanship should first cultivate their minds, and then practice swordsmanship. ”

Zong Zheng looked at Xianjie after reading it, he naturally understood the deepest meaning of the sword, so Zong Zheng said to Xianjie: "Xian'er, this sword, let's not practice!"

Xianjie didn't have a thorough grasp of the gist of the sword, so she was a little puzzled by what Zongzheng mentioned, and then asked,

"Why?"

Zong Zheng didn't know how to explain for a while, but said: "Let's practice, in this way, let's finish this chapter first." I wanted to prevaricate with this.

Xianjie really didn't ask any more, but just looked at the contents with Zong Zheng.

After that, Xianjie always chased after why he didn't practice the sword, Zongzheng was quite difficult to do, and suddenly thought that although the kung fu of the Vientiane School was practiced, it was not really through, so it was better to penetrate this kung fu first!

So Zongzheng used this as an excuse to prevaricate Xian Jie. The swordsmanship of Hejian only existed in the minds of the two of them, but it had never been practiced.

The autumn leaves are red and impermeable, and the water droplets are endless.

The fairy grass forest grass is green and yellow, the fairy pond water is static and circulating, and the leaves of the fairy forest are falling one after another.

Several times of cold and summer alternate, but there is no loss of vitality.

Zong Zheng and Xian Jie sat quietly in the fairy forest, and the two sat opposite each other.

Close your eyes and concentrate, the autumn wind is bleak, and half of the yellow leaves are falling.

The two of them were in a clear state of mind, and the scene of the leaves flying and the quiet landing was like what they saw.

The two of them held their breath, and the dead leaves on the ground seemed to be dancing beside them, and then converged into a circle to rotate around the sides of the two people.

The two of them leaned their right hands together and pointed out to the sky, and the huge leaf rings converged into a large leaf ball scattered in the middle of the two, fluttering in the air, accompanied by a breeze, as if the world was in the world!

Winter snow is fluttering all over the sky, and streams are flowing with water.

The fairy grass forest is covered with snow, the fairy waterfall is cold, and the fairy forest is covered with snow.

In the fairy grass forest, Zong Zheng and Xian Qi were quiet, the two sat opposite each other, closed their eyes and concentrated, lifted their luck, and the snowflakes fluttered all over the ground, fluttering and dancing like a fairy in white with the cold wind, and then converging into a white stream looping between the two.

Finally, they gathered in the sky and scattered.

The white horse passes through the gap, the fragrance is fleeting, autumn is winter, winter is another year, time is naturally ruthless, for these two young boys and girls who are in love but do not know the world, the happiest time is none other than these eight years. However, the following days will never be so peaceful, and the ensuing entanglements, the subsequent misfortunes and hardships, can only be described as 'a chance encounter, a lifetime of love calamity'.