[Thank you to all the brothers and sisters of Xia Kexuan for their support!Delay the shelf, wait for the arrangement of the recommendation, I hope to know!Continue to roll all over the ground for a collection, ask for support!]

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Forget the Valley of Worries.

"Fushan realm, Fushan ministers, ministers, subjects, subjects, turtles, ministers, and horses, the air walks in the body, through the jade hall, the purple palace, the canopy, and the Xuanji, and enters the sky and the water. This is the most critical place, the meridians of ordinary people will only continue to swim, and then return to the Baihui when they reach Baihui, and those who have the body of the sword vein, it can almost be said that there are sword veins connected between the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body. ”

While talking about the cultivation method of the sword vein body, he squatted on the bluestone, blinking his bone-and-bone eyes, looking like a naughty monkey.

"Then, the cultivators of the body of the sword vein, after entering the water spur, through the sword vein, return to the Qi House, Yu Mansion, Divine Treasure, Spirit Void, and finally condense into the Divine Seal. Whether it is the Chongshan realm, or the Fushan realm, or even the mountain realm after that, the cultivation method is all connected, and the air flow is used to dredge the meridians, wash the marrow and change the tendons, which is called the 'mountain tomb recipe'. Once the meridians are dredged and the muscles and bones are strong, then it will be relatively easy to cultivate the Qi Tomb Technique and the Form Tomb Technique. ”

Yun Feiyang listened carefully, crossed his legs and knees, hugged Guiyuan, and sank into the dantian, after the empty guidance of the wonderful hands, he introduced the true qi in the dantian into the corresponding acupuncture points, and then urged the true qi, wandering in the meantime, hearty, the body was dredged incomparably, and the spirit was even more vibrant.

Comparatively speaking, when he was in Danfeng Mountain, Xie Yin taught him swordsmanship, most of which focused on moves and swordsmanship, and he had very little to cultivate internal skills. And after about half a month, the careful teaching of the wonderful hands, from the inside out, both inside and outside, Yun Feiyang has felt reborn.

Because the Tang poetry sword technique taught to him by the drunken guest Xie Yin has always been remembered in his heart, even though his martial arts were abolished by Nangong Ao, but under the rejuvenation of his empty hands, he has restored his skills for twenty years. And he can be proficient in sword moves, coupled with diligent cultivation of internal strength, although his martial arts are not as outstanding as having fifty internal strength, they are already perfect.

After cultivating for three or five hours, he has already integrated the Fushan Realm, complementing each other with the previous Chongshan Realm. The beads of sweat the size of a bean on his forehead reflected the sunset on the horizon, and he looked even more focused, looking attentive, outlining a beautiful landscape.

After the empty fingering of the wonderful hand, "Bo" unscrewed the wine jug, lay on the bluestone, crossed Erlang's legs, supported his left hand on the bluestone, rested his head on the elbow of his left hand, and poured a few sips of liquor with his head up, and poured a few sips of wine one after another.

"Haha, life is a blessing, as it should be. The wine is drunk, the sunset is red, and the idlers forget their worries. The green silk is chaotic, next to the ancient road, the catkins are sad. Why don't you forget the rivers and lakes, how many flowers are in vain!haha...... Wonderful!

He drank to himself, and when he had finished drinking, he drank, and when he had finished drinking, he groaned. It's pleasant and enjoyable. If you want to say that you are free for a lifetime, a light life, or let go of your obsession and return to the mountains, you can get the way.

"Why don't you raise a bottle and forget about the rivers and lakes, how many wind flowers have been wasted!Master, are you missing Ziyun's aunt again?" I don't know when, Yun Feiyang had already gathered his momentum and stood beside Miao Shoukong, muttering.

"Wow, stinky boy, you want to scare me to death!" Miao got up empty-handed, handed the wine jug to Yun Feiyang, "Come on...... Take a few sips with Master. ”

Yun Feiyang remembered that when he was in Danfeng Mountain, every time it was the master who was drunk and drunk Xie Yin drank alone, and every time Xie Yin would always call him to accompany him to drink a few sips, but at that time, Yun Feiyang never promised, he didn't know the taste of wine, and naturally he didn't know how to drink.

But this time was different from the past, and when Miao handed the flask empty, after he took it, without saying a word, he raised his head and poured a big mouthful.

Miao shook his head emptyly, and said with a smile: "You kid, you have a bit of alcohol! It seems that it is already better than Xie Yin's amount of alcohol, that's right, this is my apprentice!"

"Master, you two masters regard me as your own, and they are the people I respect the most......" Yun Feiyang felt infinite emotion in his heart, thinking that half a year ago, Xie Yin was still alive, and he didn't expect that more than half a year had passed.

"Shut up, what two masters, you can only have one master!" Miao pulled down his face empty-handedly and glared at Yun Feiyang, "Xie Yin is dead, where is he still your master!"

"Master, a teacher for one day and a teacher for life. After all, he is a great benefactor who raised and cultivated me, and he is my mentor......"

"Stinky boy, what do you mean, then you just don't recognize me as a master?" Miao Shou roared angrily, his eyes like torches, staring at the clouds.

Yun Feiyang wanted to say something, but seeing Miao's empty face and angry appearance, he had no choice but to lower his head, not arguing with him, and being silent.

After a long time, Miao asked empty-handedly, and his tone softened a lot, "Hey, boy, are you angry?"

Yun Feiyang raised his head, looked blankly at Miao Shoukong, who knew that Miao Shoukong laughed loudly, then got up, stood on the bluestone, looked at the verdant peaks, and said faintly: "Boy, do you want to know the story of me, Xie Yin and Tong'er back then?"

"The master is willing to speak, and the disciple should be willing to listen. Yun Feiyang knew that he was empty-handed, and he was just a knife-mouthed tofu heart, so naturally he wouldn't really lose his temper with him. Even between him and Xie Yin, there is no deep hatred, on the contrary, they actually appreciate each other in their hearts.

It's just that in the past eighteen years, Master Xie Yin has never mentioned to him that he is empty-handed, maybe Xie Yin has his own hardships and difficulties, and it is not convenient to talk to Yun Feiyang.

From the conversation with Shangguan Hong on weekdays, Yun Feiyang can see that whether it is Shangguan Hong and Miao Shoukong, or Miao Shoukong and Xie Yin, or even Shangguan Tong'er, the four of them are sympathetic to each other.

Shangguan Hong and Shangguan Tong's brother and sister have a deep relationship, so they don't say it. The emotional entanglement between Miao Empty, Xie Yin and Shangguan Tong'er may be the bond that maintains the relationship between the three of them. Maybe in the end, Xie Yin didn't have Shangguan Tong'er, and his hands were empty.

In other words, in the end, although the three of them all understand each other's intentions, whoever takes a step will hurt the other two. So, in the end, it became inconclusive. Shangguan Tong'er mysteriously disappeared from Guqinju, and Xie Yin visited Guqinju many times, but there was no news.

And the wonderful hand is empty and angry and wanders the world, and finally, lives in seclusion in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows. After so many years, Xie Yin has passed away, Shangguan Tong'er's life and death are uncertain, and he is living a carefree life in the Valley of Forgotten Worries.

The fates of the three people are different, but after many years, it is still the scar in my heart that I don't want to uncover.