Shuyu is no stranger to "Midnight Wu Ge", in her opinion, Xiao Hongyi Yuan only exerts one or two percent of the power of the "Midnight Wu Ge" swordsmanship. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In his later years, Qingqiu monks had a thorough understanding of the way of swords, and had already entered the realm of "meaning", no longer sticking to moves.

However, the way of the sword can only be understood but not spoken.

In order to enlighten future generations, the Qingqiu monks therefore incorporated the sword theory they realized into the moves they created, so as to give their followers a shortcut to enter the realm of "meaning".

This is where the "Midnight Wu Song" comes from.

The moves of "Midnight Wu Song" are subtle and mysterious, reaching the extreme, but after all, there are still traces of one move and one style, and it is necessary to integrate the sword theory of this set of swordsmanship realized by the Qingqiu monks into use, so that "Midnight Wu Song" can exert its maximum power, becoming more ethereal and ethereal, making people unpredictable.

Even when the sword moves and the way of the sword are well mastered, the swordsman will be free from the constraints of the moves, like a poet, and enter the realm of free swing and unrestrained.

In other words, the "Midnight Wu Song" move is a lock, and the corresponding kendo is a key, and only by fitting can it open the door from "with moves" to "without moves" and even "intentionally".

In this way, in addition to being proficient in swordsmanship, a large part of the "Midnight Wu Song" depends on the understanding of the swordsman.

Xiao Hongyi has been getting the "Qingqiu Sword Codex" for a short time, and his understanding is not top-notch, which makes Shuyu a little disdainful, and he lacks interest in Su Musha's guidance. But Xiao Hongyi only learned some fur, and he was able to force the thief Jiang Yan to retreat with one enemy and two enemies, which can be seen in the cleverness of "Midnight Wu Ge".

In the alley, Jiang Yan had already shown signs of defeat, and a smile appeared on Xiao Hongyi's dry and bark-like face.

But at this moment, the man in white on the horse's head wall moved. His long sword suddenly unsheathed and shot like a flying arrow into the alley, and his body followed in the air, and his white clothes spread out in the wind, like a wind-swept cloud, floating in the distance.

The white clouds seemed to be gentle, and in an instant, they were already in front of them.

Xiao Hongyi had his back to the man in white, but when he saw the look of surprise in Jiang Yan's eyes in front of him, and heard the wind behind him, he was suddenly alert, and hurriedly turned around, but saw that a sword hilt had reached his chest.

Xiao Hongyi had no chance to dodge, and his chest was hit hard by the hilt of the sword, and he was directly thrown to Jiang Yan's feet.

The sword has not fallen.

The man in white followed, and when his body hit the ground, the scabbard was swiped casually, and the sword returned to the sheath.

When he stood still, the unsheathed hilt of the sword pointed at Xiao Hongyi again.

The sword spike trembled slightly, and there was a small wooden fish hanging on it, just like the wooden fish when the monk chanted, but it was small.

There is a fish carved on the wooden fish, and the fish does not close its eyes.

The white-clothed boy succeeded in one blow, which made Jiang Yan and his companions quite jealous, staring at him vigilantly, not daring to act rashly.

Xiao Hongyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sat up, his withered face as white as tree bark turned white, which made him have a trace of popularity. He stared at the hilt of the sword in front of him and asked, "Your Excellency?"

"White Emperor City, White Wooden Fish. "Soyu and Shiromu are almost in unison.

Su Mu's eyes turned to Shuyu in surprise.

"Bai Muyu is Bai Juyi's nephew, and he is also a person who is obsessed with swordsmanship, although his qualifications are not as good as his uncle, but he is willing to work hard, and he has the guidance of a famous teacher, and his swordsmanship is also a small success. People in the rivers and lakes believe that after ten years, the top five swordsmen on the list must have their name. ”

Shuyu paused for a moment and said seriously: "At that time, there will be two sword god-like figures in the White Emperor City, and they think that the White Emperor City will replace the Medicine King Valley as the new four major factions in the rivers and lakes. ”

Su Musha smiled disdainfully and asked, "How do you recognize him as a white wooden fish?"

Shuyu pointed to the small wooden fish on the sword spike of the white wooden fish and said, "The name of the white wooden fish has a very long history and is widely spread in the rivers and lakes. ”

"It is rumored that a boy in white once asked a monk that the monk's house is full of wooden fish, why not?" The monk replied, to warn the public. The elder could not answer, so he asked the Zen Master of the Dead Wood, and the Zen Master of the Dead Wood said, The fish has not been tasted day and night, just as the cultivator should forget to sleep day and night, so that the Tao. Soyu smiled slightly, "The boy in white changed his name to Bai Muyu to motivate himself to keep working hard." ”

Xiao Hongyi had obviously heard the name of Bai Muyu, and said with a wry smile: "I have admired the name for a long time." ”

Bai Muyu only said four words: "Bring the sword dictionary." ”

Xiao Hongyi stared at the wooden fish on the sword spike and struggled for a long time, smiled desolately, and stretched out his hand into his arms.

Bai Muyu's cold eyes flashed with a hint of warmth, but he didn't want Xiao Hongyi's hand to be raised in his arms, not a sword code, but a handful of lime.

"Look for death!" Bai Muyu jumped back, the sword ejected from its sheath at the same time, and the hilt of the sword struck Xiao Hongyi's chest again.

Xiao Hongyi's left arm was horizontally blocked in front of his chest, and he only heard a "click", which blocked Bai Muyu's blow full of strong internal force. He is also a ruthless man, his left arm has been scrapped, but he only snorts, his body does not stand up, he picks up the bamboo box sword with his right hand, and slides towards the white wooden fish, like a ghost.

The lime is scattered with the wind, and the white wooden fish does not stick to the dust. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white light slashing down, and the scabbard casually blocked it.

Unexpectedly, the white light went sideways, and when it touched the scabbard, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and slid towards the white wooden fish's arm.

Bai Muyu looked at him and hurriedly withdrew his arm, but he still paid the price for his arrogance, leaving a corner of his sleeve.

"Oh, that's good!" Bai Muyu was obviously not a sleeve-breaker, he laughed angrily, "Qingqiu Layman's swordsmanship is really good, but in your hands, it is a tyrannical thing. ”

Xiao Hongyi's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about answering him, but took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the white light swept again.

However, Bai Muyu, who became serious, did not give him another chance to tremble slightly at the tip of his sword and change his moves unpredictably.

Bai Muyu's scabbard firmly encased the bamboo box sword with lightning speed, and his right foot was raised at the same time, kicking Xiao Hongyi out.

Bai Muyu kept moving, his hand released the scabbard, and his right hand used inertia to pull out the bamboo box sword, took a big step, and followed.

"Maybe the dead are better talking. Bai Muyu said, the tip of the sword pointed at Xiao Hongyi's throat and stabbed it.

"That's it. A trace of sadness flashed in Xiao Hongyi's heart, "God won't help me, family revenge is difficult to revenge, it's better to go back." ”

"Ding Ding~"

Xiao Hongyi, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, suddenly heard two sounds of gold and iron, and then a crisp sound, which made people's bones crisp for half a minute: "Yo, it's really lively here." ”

Xiao Hongyi opened his eyes and saw that the white wooden fish sword had been taken back, and he was looking at the wall on the right side vigilantly.

There sat a woman in green clothes on the eaves, barefoot, with one leg hanging down the wall, swaying slowly. Her feet are small and delicate, her skin is fair, and she is trimmed with a layer of gold under the slanting sun, which makes people can't help but play with it in their hands.

"Who are you?" asked Shirakiyu.

The woman played with a bamboo flute in her hand, turned around and swept towards the alley, she vaguely heard someone calling her name, and only then did she turn around after listening to Bai Muyu's question. Xiao Hongyi saw that she had a gorgeous appearance, fair skin, a green lotus printed on her forehead, and a sacrosanct temperament in her demeanor.

A smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, and she said, "I, I'm Qing Moli." ”