Since Kublai Khan returned to Dali, he attacked the Song Dynasty with the whole army, the Song army resisted extremely stubbornly, although the Mongol army finally captured many cities in Sichuan, but after all, there was no quick victory, affected by the restrictions of grain and grass and weather factors. As soon as the war was fought, it was another three years.

The bright moonlight accompanied by the stars, sprinkled a gentle light, flashing like the waves of water shining with scales.

Under the starry sky, Zong Zheng and Xian Jie were lying in the dense and wide grass. The insects chirp all around, and the breeze swims.

Xianjie was dressed in white, pillowed her head on Zong Zheng's chest, and looked at the starry sky.

The bright eyes can see the moving light in the eyes even in the dark night, the long hair on both sides is spreading, like living water around the man's chest, the face is fresh, people seem to have an ice spring at first sight, the breeze blows the body, so otherworldly will only make people mistakenly think that the mortal fairy, at a glance, the skin is like snow fat, like the first bloom of the white lotus, can be described as snow falling pine mountain, the breeze blows.

Xianjie lay flat on the ground, her right leg was slightly bent and raised, her waist was thin and her legs were straight, and she was dressed in a jade white dress that reflected the graceful and delicate figure of her figure.

The fingers are in the sky, and the sleeves are slightly lowered, revealing slender jade hands.

Zong's eyes are becoming more and more handsome, with bright teeth and bright eyebrows, dressed in gray cloth, his figure is already young, smelling Xianjie's scattered hair, the fragrance enters his nose, and his heart is rippling for a while.

Xianjie pointed to a bright star in the sky.

"Brother Zheng, look at that star!"

The voice is delicate and soft, which makes people feel that the bee pulp enters the throat after listening to it, and it feels like a cool spring flowing down the wall.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them stayed in the deep mountains and dense forests for nearly seven years, one was nearly seventeen years old, and the other was more than fourteen years old.

Zong Zheng didn't respond, and Xian Jiefu screamed a few more times.

"Brother Zheng"

Zong Zheng still didn't react, Xian Jie was a little anxious, got up and looked at Zong Zheng, and saw that Zong Zheng's eyes didn't move, so he stretched out his slender hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Jongjeong was brought back to reality by the shaking hand in front of him.

With a red face, he said, "Xian'er, what are you doing?"

Xianjie asked rhetorically: "Brother Zheng, should I ask you this question!" The words were a little girlish, quite cute.

Zong Zheng looked a little flustered, and said indiscriminately,

"No, nothing. ”

Xianjie's eyes widened and she looked straight at Zong Zheng, who was a little embarrassed, so she changed the topic and asked,

"By the way, did you just say something?"

Xian Jie thought of Zong Zheng's ignorance just now, so she replied hastily: "It's nothing, it's not early! Let's go back early! Tomorrow I said that I would start practicing swords, let's rest early!"

"Well, then let's go back!" Zong Zheng didn't notice Xianjie's unhappiness, and only replied lightly.

Xianjie sulked, snorted and stood up and hurried away.

Zong Zheng quickly stood up and chased after him.

Xianjie saw that Zong Zheng was chasing after him, and didn't want to deal with him, so she lifted her breath and flew up, her posture was graceful and light, and her long-sleeved dress fluttered like a fairy dance, so beautiful!

Zongzheng also flew up and chased all the way through the pine branches.

The two of them have been in the mountains and forests for seven years, and they have practiced the martial arts of the "Vientiane Update Record" to the best of ten, and the stored power Xuanbing has already been sucked out by the two, so the light skills of the two are abnormal, and they rushed back to the nameless cave in just a moment.

Xianjie landed lightly in front of the nameless cave, and Zong Zheng then rushed to the back of Xianjie and reached out to hold Xianjie.

"Xian'er, what's wrong with you? ”

Xianjie was also a little inexplicable, and she didn't know why she was suddenly angry. When Zong Zheng asked this question, he naturally had doubts in his heart, but he didn't realize this problem.

Xianjie didn't know how to answer, her expression was a little dazed, since she was already angry, she simply hung Zong Zheng up, so Xian Jie pushed away Zong Zheng's hand, and walked straight into the cave without answering.

The two of them were as usual, Xianjie slept on the inside of the stone bed, and Zongzheng slept on the outside of the stone bed.

In recent days, Zong Zheng has been a little abnormal, he always likes to get up in the middle of the night and look at Xianjie's face when she sleeps.

In the middle of the night tonight, Zong Zheng also woke up as usual, he quietly got up, looked at Xianjie's snow-white face, and stared at it stupidly.

Involuntarily, he leaned over to kiss Xianjie's cheek, and when he was about to kiss Xianjie, he felt that his heart was almost beating out.

At this moment, Xianjie suddenly opened her eyes and woke up, Zong Zheng panicked for a while, and quickly got up, his cheeks were crimson, Zong Zheng felt that his face was hot, and his heart was beating more and more rapidly.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you? Can't you sleep? Do you have something on your mind?"

Xian Jie stared at Zong Zheng with a concerned expression, and asked a few questions in a row.

Zong Zheng suppressed his panic and said in a low voice: "No, it's nothing, Xian'er, I have to practice sword tomorrow, go to bed early!"

As he spoke, he fell asleep with his back to Xianjie.

Xianjie was very sleepy, and after hearing it, she fell asleep!

After Zong Zheng saw Xianjie lying down, his heart was unkempt, and he had insomnia for the first time.

In the early morning of the next day, the immortal shook Zongzheng's body.

Zong Zhengshu swung a few times, shouted "don't make trouble" and fell asleep again.

Xianjie grabbed Zongzheng's hand, and with only a little force, she lifted Zongzheng's upper body and shook Zongzheng again.

Zong Zheng woke up from his sleep, his eyes were hazy, and he only felt that his body was shaking by something.

"Brother Zheng, get up quickly! You are lazy today! Look, it's getting late!" Xian Jie shouted vigorously, in the past seven years, since the practice, the two of them have lived a regular life, this time, Zong Zheng did sleep too late, and he didn't know it.

Zong Zheng hurriedly asked, "What time is it?"

"It's time, hurry up and practice your sword!"

When Zong Zheng heard this, he immediately got up, today is a special day, it is the day to start cultivating the "Zong Sword and Sword Spectrum", Zong Zheng attaches great importance to it, and he is very much looking forward to it.

The two of them came to the stone chamber. Since the storage of Xuan Bing was sucked out by the two, the stone room began to have dust, and although the two of them also cleaned it frequently, it did not have the same effect as before. It's just that the stone room is not as cold as before.

Before Zong Zheng came to the bookshelf, he took down the "Zong Jian Sword Spectrum Volume I", and looked at the few big characters on it, Zong Zheng couldn't help but feel it.

"Xian'er, we have practiced the Vientiane Renewal Divine Skill for seven years to complete, I don't know how long it will take us to practice this sword technique?"

"After we learn the kung fu of Vientiane renewal, with the pure internal force cultivation, learning other kung fu will naturally get twice the result with half the effort!"

In the past seven years, the Orthodox Church Xianjie has learned and hyphenated, and has taught Xianjie many deep-seated things, Xianjie is already smart, so her growth and progress is extremely fast, and what she said has already seen her self-confidence and gradually calm mentality.

"Well, that's right! Xian'er has a point!" Zong Zheng agreed, "Then let's get started!"

Before Zong Zheng could open the book, Xian Jie snatched the sword book from Zong Zheng's hand.

"In the past, my brother read it to me, and in the past few years, you have taught me to read and hyphenation, and I will read it in the future!"

As he spoke, he picked up the sword book and opened the first page, and read it aloud.

"Zongjian Sword Spectrum is divided into two volumes, a total of five chapters, the first volume has three chapters, the first chapter is a fast sword, the second chapter is a quasi-sword, and the third chapter is a fierce sword. The next volume has two chapters, the fourth chapter is the broken sword, and the fifth chapter is the closed sword. Zongjian swordsmanship is based on the three major outlines of fast, accurate, and ruthless, and the fourth chapter of breaking the sword and the fifth chapter of combining the sword are the highest level. Practitioners need to keep in mind the heart decision and carry it out throughout the whole swordsmanship. Those with mellow internal strength can penetrate the sword with true qi, and the power is even greater. ”

After reading it, Zongzheng likes to taste it as usual.

"Fast, accurate, ruthless, every word is the essence of swordsmanship, judging from these four words, Zongjian swordsmanship must be very fierce and vicious. ”

Xianjie is no longer as ignorant as in previous years, and she can also understand seven or eight points of its Chinese meaning and mysteries, and can't help but nod in agreement,

Then, Xianjie turned another page.

"Chapter 1 The speed of swordsmanship lies in the three, one is the degree of unity of the heart, mind and action, the mind is not in the mind and the action comes first, this is called chaos, the mind is sluggish and the action is sluggish, this is called dull. The internal force of the two is the mellow of the true qi, and the internal force is strong, and the dullness of action is supplemented by force. The sword held by the three is easy to handle, and the sword is in harmony with the form, so it can be handy, and it is to be able to disease. Internal force is internal cultivation, and the sword is external. The way of the fast sword lies in the steady communication of the heart, the mind and the action. The foundation of the fast sword method lies in breaking through the limit of physical speed, and the method lies in practicing the swordsmanship of quickly defeating the enemy. ”

After reading it, Xianjie habitually looked at Zongzheng, who didn't have anything to say, just made a gesture to turn the page.

Xianjie turned the next page again:

"Fundamentals: As long as the speed of breaking through the body depends on the strong obstruction of external objects, there are two ways to practice. First, under the rapid turbulence, the counter-current attack, the faster the rapid counterattack practice, the faster the land attack is more than ten times faster; second, with the elastic shrinkage of the limbs, the attack on the far-reaching objects, the close to the attack is fast. You can choose one of the two according to the needs of the practice. "Attached to it are illustrations of people in the middle of a rushing river, striking against the current, and of human limbs being bound by elastic bands striking a distant stake.

Xianjie stopped after reading.

Zong Zheng felt that there was something difficult to understand, so he discussed with Xianjie,

"These two methods of practicing the martial arts are also very important for practicing fast swords, but which one is better?"

Xianjie thought for a while and said: "We don't have the elastic thing here, but there is a ready-made place where the water is turbulent." ”

"You mean Fairy Pond," Zong Zheng said soberly,

Xian Jie nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"Fairy Pond is good, it's just" Zong Zheng muttered for a long time,

"Just what?"

"It's just going to be soaked in water every day!"

"Are you still afraid of water?"

Zong Zheng twisted his head: "No, you can continue to read!"

Xian Jiefu picked up the book again and turned another page:

According to the summary of the high and profound sword spectrum of the past dynasties, the thirteen styles of the fast sword, the mouth is 'open up and the sun splits the moon down, and the body turns back to the ring stab;, the left and right oblique strokes bounce up, and the long rainbow runs through the sky to slash; close to the autumn wind under the plate, splashing down the flowers in the middle of the pick. Crescent bend. There are thirteen pages of images that illustrate the essence of each move.

After reading it, Xian Jie and Zong Zheng read the illustrations of all the thirteen moves.

Zong Zheng was deeply interested in martial arts books, so he unconsciously moved the book in front of him when he looked at it, Xian Jie looked at it sideways, and after a while, he felt some discomfort in his neck, so he looked at the wall, and seemed to find something by chance.

"Hey, brother, look at the wall in front," Xianjie pointed to a stone wall,

Zong Zheng looked at the wall in front of him.

It turned out that the figure at the beginning of the wall was exactly the same as in the book, but I had been practicing Vientiane magic all these years, so I didn't notice the figure on the stone wall.

Zong Zheng said excitedly: "It must be Shangguan's predecessors who carved all the moves on the stone wall, so that it is convenient to practice every day!"

"Then we can practice according to the wall moves after reciting the martial arts mantra!" Xianjie proposed,

"Yes, but, according to the foundation chapter in the book, after we are familiar with the moves, we still have to go back to the water to practice the sword, so that we can get twice the result with half the effort!" Zongzheng's joy faded.

"Why, let's read all the first scrolls first, and then practice the moves on the stone wall, so that it will be more effective."

"I think so too!" Zong Zheng looked at Xian Jie and replied, the two have a very tacit understanding, this kind of affection accumulated over time is indescribable, but it is very ambiguous.