"Master, be careful!" Zhang Qingyun's rather lively little disciple couldn't help but exclaim.

Her worries are a little redundant, Zhang Qingyun seems to have eyes behind her back, lightly vertically, pedaling on the railing, if there is a rope traction, flat and horizontal two feet, like a flower in the water, static and moving, can dodge Ye Heavy as a sword like thunder and lightning.

Ye Chongning devoted himself to the sword, at this time he could no longer recover his sword style, he struggled to pick up, the tip of the sword stabbed into the air, and he stepped hard under his feet, and the person walked with the sword, kicked the railing and rose to the sky, rising to the height of the zhang, and the momentum was exhausted, floating and falling.

When he fell, his breath had already returned to stability, Qingqi's face, his expression was as usual, the long sword was sheathed, he arched his hand to Zhang Qingyun, and said with a smile: "Zhang Dao's swordsmanship is so handsome, Ye is ashamed of himself!"

Zhang Qingyun gasped, his apricot cheeks were red, and he had palpitations about the situation just now, Ye Chong's sword was indeed difficult to sweep its edge, and there was only one way to dodge, if there was no railing on the side of the ship, he might not be able to dodge the electric sword, the power of that sword, it was really amazing.

She dodges seemingly easily and calmly, elegant and calm, which is dangerous, only self-knowledge, because of her swordsmanship, even if she is facing a life-and-death situation, is also elegant and graceful, light and calm.

Hearing Ye Chong's words, she suppressed her breath, and a slight smile appeared on her blushing face: "Master Ye is polite, and the poor road is just a fluke." ”

Zhang Qingyun's words were not polite words, she never said those polite words, and she was indeed a little impressed.

Although he retreated a little embarrassed just now, now Ye Chong no longer has the strength to fight again, but he must be regarded as Zhang Qingyun's victory.

Ye Zhong shook his head, knowing that when it comes to swordsmanship, he is still a step behind the other party, and now it seems that his swordsmanship concept has always been not completely correct, although the opponent's swordsmanship has a lot of false moves, but it does not hinder its speed, but it has another wonderful use, restraining himself to break the sword with simplicity and skill, and the sword of breaking the skill quickly, he suddenly felt a little confused in his heart, and the concept that he has always insisted on is not correct to break the complexity with simplicity and only fast and unbreakable?

Xiao Yuesheng looked at the expressions of everyone in the audience indifferently, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, and he also saw the confusion in Ye Chong's eyes, but he didn't speak.

The people on the boat began to argue, most of them were a little puzzled by Ye Chong's self-admitted failure, in their opinion, Ye Chong's sword stabbed out, mighty as a god, Zhang Qingyun dodged in embarrassment, and did not dare to plunder its edge, why was Ye Chong defeated?

Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun's two disciples had different joys and sorrows, and the wonderful swordsmanship of the two just now still appeared in their minds.

Ye Chong's great ingenuity and Zhang Qingyun's clear spirit are the ultimate they aspire to achieve, but Ye Chong's disciples are also confused in their hearts, for some reason, why the master, who has always been respected by them as a god, was defeated by such flashy swordsmanship, in their opinion, it is really a little inexplicable.

Yang Guo glanced at his wife Xiaolongnu, and Xiaolongnu also looked back with a sharp heart, and both of them had a little surprise in their eyes.

This Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is faintly similar to their Tomb Sword Sect, I have seen Zhang Qingyun's disciples perform it before, this kind of divine appearance is not obvious, and it was performed by Zhang Qingyun himself, and he only realized it.

Lin Chaoying, the patriarch of the ancient tomb creation school, has created such a peerless mental method, but no one has ever practiced it, only Yang Guo Xiaolongnu and the two of them have been practiced by coincidence, and they have practiced by mistake, among which the swordsmanship is even more wonderful and abnormal, and it has glimpsed the realm of the unity of human and sword.

In recent years, with the improvement of the skills of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, the mystery has gradually emerged, and the swordsmanship of the two has reached the realm of the unity of human and sword, which is the extreme of swordsmanship in the martial arts.

Although Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is exquisite, it is still a few points behind the little dragon girl, who can instantly reach the realm of human and sword unity, and the little dragon girl is proficient in the art of left and right mutual play, as if incarnated into two, under the combination of two swords, it is difficult to have an opponent.

It's just that this Qingyun's swordsmanship, its elegant state, is indeed quite similar to the Tomb Sword Sect, and it is like Ling Bo dancing, which makes them feel very friendly.

Guo Fu secretly admired in her heart, this Qingwei Sword Sect really lived up to its reputation, and its swordsmanship was exquisite, which surprised her, while Xiaoxing frowned slightly, her face full of displeasure.

Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship, in Xiaoxing's eyes, is naturally nothing, she won Ye Chong, but also with a bit of luck, if Ye Chong started with a heavy hand, now the victory or defeat is completely opposite, Xiaoxing is annoyed that this Ye Chong is really not angry, in vain his own guidance, it is really a fool.

"Now that the competition is over, let's go back to the cabin and sit down, it's really noisy here. Xiao Yuesheng looked at Yang Ruonan, who was a little impatient, and proposed with a smile.

What Yang Ruonan usually sees is the martial arts of Xiaoyu and the women, and the competition between Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun is really like a child fighting in her eyes, which is very boring, just looking around, looking at the lively people standing in the boat watching the battle.

The proposal was so popular that it was uncomfortable to be watched by so many people.

Xiao Yuesheng, as the landlord, walked at the end with the two ladies.

He frowned suddenly, paused, glanced far north, and walked forward again.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Guo Fu's newlywed Yan'er, with a heart completely on Xiao Yuesheng, saw his abnormality, and hurriedly asked with a sideways face.

"It's nothing," Xiao Yuesheng smiled, seeing Guo Fu's smooth and jade-like face full of concern, her heart warmed, "It's really lively today!" touched her jade face.

Guo Fu was so ashamed that her face was flushed, like red silk, she lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at the people around her, and Xiao Yuesheng stretched out her hand to help her, so that she didn't fall.

Being helped by Xiao Yuesheng, she was even more panicked, feeling weak all over, and even weaker under her feet, her sensitive body could feel the heat coming from Brother Xiao's hands, which made her face red and red, and she couldn't help but think of the absurd scene at night.

Xiaoxing walked on the other side of Xiao Yuesheng, and saw Guo Fu's face flushed, delicate and moving, she did not feel jealous, but smiled, this feeling, she naturally experienced it countless times, Gongzi's hand seems to have infinite magic, as soon as it touches her body, it will make her body weak and weak, as if she wants to turn into a pool of soft water.

"Hey" Yang Ruonan walked in front of them, but she was deaf and clear-sighted, and she had been paying attention to her godfather, and when she saw Guo Fu's delicate and weak appearance, she couldn't help but smile.

This smile made Guo Fu feel that his strength suddenly returned to him, and he was busy struggling lightly, taking off Xiao Yuesheng's big hand to support him, but the red cloud on his face became thicker and thicker, and he lowered his head, only staring at his feet, not daring to look around.

Xiao Yuesheng saw her delicate state, secretly happy in her heart, a beautiful woman, a smile, not moving people's hearts, it was really a creation Zhong Qixiu.

Everyone was seated, and the tea was still not cold.

Ye Chong did not have the slightest frustration of defeat, after he calmed down, he thought about it carefully, and he had realized that he was only sorry for defeat, and Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship was only between him, how to fight again next time, who would kill the deer, it was not yet known, just because Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship was really incredible, which made him suffer a loss, he was very good at cultivating qi, and he had returned to calm in the blink of an eye.

It's just that seeing Xiao Xing's already cold jade face getting colder and colder, he is a little worried in his heart, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is very afraid of this Xiao Xing Divine Sword.

He is dignified and majestic, and he has an invisibly stunning bearing, but it is useless for Xiaoxing, beating him up, without mercy, making him lose his image, seeing Xiaoxing's face like this, he knows that he will inevitably suffer from some flesh and skin in the future. Under Xiaoxing, he is like a filial son under a stick, and he has no power to resist.

While a few people were drinking tea, the boat outside gradually dispersed.

The competition time between Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun is very short, and the sword is fast, like lightning and flint, Ye Chong's swordsmanship is clumsy and clever, and Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is invisible, so the swordsmanship of the two looks usually tight, and there are few people who can see the cleverness, and most of the disciples of the two factions can understand it.

Most of the people watching the battle have a sense of being deceived, and under the fame, it is actually difficult to match, with a little regret, they leave one after another, muttering a few words, it is inevitable.

Xiao Yuesheng secretly activated the painting and slowly moved towards the north of the lake, which was close to the mountains and looked a little desolate.

The afternoon sun is more and more beautiful and warm, the sparkling waves cast a broken shadow on the fat, with the light wind, constantly flickering, the cold water vapor floats in the air, with a bit of cold taste, which makes people smell and clear.

The victory and defeat of martial arts have been divided, Ye Chong, who is the loser, does not feel too dull, he is still calm, talking and laughing freely, Zhang Qingyun will naturally not face each other coldly, but the two factions usually have a lot of friction, and the disciples sent have a lot of grievances.

A few people in the cabin gradually began to liven up, talking about some interesting stories about martial arts, anecdotes from various factions, most of them were Ye Zhong and Yang Guo talking, Zhang Qingyun occasionally interjected a few words lightly, she didn't like to talk very much, but when she saw the famous Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, she said a few more words, and those disciples listened attentively, and they could hear the secrets of these martial arts, which was also a rare opportunity for them.

Xiao Yuesheng just held the teacup in his hand, silently, although his eyes looked at everyone, but there was no focus at all, it looked hollow, his expression was thoughtful, Xiaoxing and Guo Fu were listening to everyone's conversation, and their wonderful eyes flowed from time to time, pouring into him, obviously extremely curious about the thoughts in his head.

"Hum—"

A loud voice suddenly came from all directions, like Huang Zhong Da Lu ringing in all directions, shocking people's hearts.

Everyone stopped in unison, glancing at each other in amazement.

"Hehe, it's finally here!" Xiao Yuesheng pursed his lips, brought the tea cup that stopped in the air to his mouth, and muttered softly, but his slight voice was mixed with a long roaring sound, but others couldn't hear it.

Xiaoxing has already realized something, the star turned slightly, glanced at his son-in-law, and saw that he looked indifferent, just staring at the teacup, so he didn't say much, and he picked up the teacup with his bare hands and sucked it gently, his posture was soft and elegant, pleasing to the eye.

"Well—"

The "hum" sound has not yet fallen, and another sound sounded, like an angry wave surging, the front wave has not retreated, the back wave has arrived, the sound is like a giant cymbal, like a spring thunder, and even more than the sound just now, Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun, the two disciples, have a relatively shallow cultivation, and there are already two people who are pale and trembling slightly.

Xiaoxing stretched out his hand to shake Guo Fu's hand, and the two small hands that were as bright as jade reflected each other, which was quite tempting, but it was a pity that no one had the heart to see these.

She was afraid that Guo Fu's cultivation would not be enough, and she would be shocked by his voice.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the south through the lattice window with a smile, glanced at Yang Guo's passing gaze, and shook his head slightly.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the guzheng placed in the incense table fluttered up, and landed in front of Yang Ruonan, impartially, like an invisible big hand gently moving.

Yang Ruonan couldn't bear to look at the two pale men and women, and when he saw the guzheng floating in front of him, he knew that it was his godfather who did it without looking at it.

She turned her big crystal eyes, like a flood of autumn water, and focused on Xiao Yuesheng's eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and raised his rather steep eyebrows.

The two have a tacit understanding, and through her eyes, she already knows what her godfather means.

Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun looked at the south in surprise, although the voice sounded like it was coming from all directions, but they were not shallow in cultivation, and they could already hear that the source of their voice was coming from the south.

"Why—"

The roaring sound had not yet fallen, and another one sounded, although this one was not as loud as the first two, but its power was even greater, making people's heartbeat suddenly slow down, and their breath was abnormal, even Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun also frowned, and they were deeply affected.

"Zheng-"

As soon as the sound of "what" sounded, a quiet sound of the guzheng rushed into the sky, such as a clear crane flying into the sky, spreading its wings high, and the sound was pleasant, injecting a clear stream into the breathtaking sound of the shocking sound that shook between heaven and earth, so that it could not recover its domineering.

The sound of the zither sounded, and the miraculous effect was immediately seen, and the two crumbling disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized their bodies, and slowly calmed their breathing.

Although Ye Zhong had already detected that Yang Ruo's male spirit was long, if there was none, it must be profound, but he still didn't expect her to have such skills.

Yang Ruonan's delicate little hands pressed on the side of the zither, and his eyes looked at his godfather.

Xiao Yuesheng sent an appreciative look, which made her heart happy, a delicate smile covered her face, and a strand of hair next to her sideburns was gently swept away, revealing a seductive and charming color, this kind of innocence revealed a charming temperament, which was really fascinating.

Because of playing the kite, the rest of the people were staring at her in a daze, seeing such a beautiful appearance, Ye Chong's four disciples were all in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be intoxicated, although they were quite determined, but when they encountered Yang Ruonan's peerless appearance, they couldn't help but lose their minds.

"Ahem!" Ye Zhong couldn't look at the appearance of the disciple, and secretly glanced at Zhang Qingyun who was sitting opposite, lest he laugh at him.

His dry cough was quite a small sound, and his disciples were shocked, their souls returned to their places, and they hurriedly shifted their eyes, and a red cloud rose on their faces, and they didn't dare to look at their master.

Yang Guo showed a little smile in his eyes, glanced at the four people in front of him, and gently pursed his lips, and the corners of his handsome mouth showed a trace of arc, which increased his handsome atmosphere.

Zhang Qingyun didn't blink, just stared into the distance, she had already seen a flat boat coming from the lake.

She sat upright intently, although the jade face was cold and waveless, but her heart was complicated and inexplicable, although she was surprised who came here to provoke, but she was even more surprised by the profound skills of the girl around her, this Yang Daxia's daughter, the skill is so high, the commission is amazing, much stronger than herself, if you don't witness it yourself, it's hard to believe.

"Horn-"

"Zheng-"

As soon as the sound of the shock sounded, Yang Ruonan waved his hand, his fingers were like an orchid, plucking the strings of the zither, soft and elegant, with a graceful posture and a moving style.

Ye Chong's four disciples hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at it again, their hearts were inevitably drunk by its amorous style, they now know what it means to be alluring the country and the city, and the grace is peerless.

"Big brother, it seems that he is coming for us!" Yang Guo stood up, looked at the south through the lattice window, and as far as his eye could see, he could already see a flat boat floating up, and on the flat boat, a monk in white clothes fluttering.

Xiao Yuesheng wiped his chin, smiled lightly, handed the tea cup to his mouth, took a sip of tea, then put it back on the table, nodded, and was a little excited in his heart, finally having something fun to do, not letting himself fall asleep.

"This person has such profound skills!" Ye Chong frowned, and he was quite hesitant in his heart, he didn't expect to meet such a profound master, he sighed to himself.

But this man was also very mad, and before he arrived, he screamed and screamed. Zhang Qingyun showed a touch of evil on her face, her eyes flashed with a glint of light, obviously angry in her heart, she was extremely protective, and when she saw that her disciple had suffered a lot, she was naturally angry.

Yang Ruonan left the guzheng and returned to his innocent appearance, Yingying got up, stood beside her father, and went to see the boat floating from afar.

"Hehe, he's still a bald monk!" she laughed in surprise, feeling very funny in her heart, and turned to her calm godfather and smiled: "Godfather-, it's a monk!"

"Didn't you hear that it was the mantra of King Ming just now?! That's what the monk recited. Xiao Yuesheng put the teacup on the table, got up and walked to the window, pursed his lips, and his long straight beard shook slightly, "My family is really lonely and unheard!"

"King Ming's curse? What is that?" Yang Ruonan didn't care about arguing with his godfather, he was curious in his heart, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth, his bright eyes kept blinking, staring at his godfather.

"Oh, let your mother teach you!" Xiao Yuesheng turned her head and nodded at the little dragon girl who was sitting quietly.

His words were quite ambiguous, which naturally misunderstood those who did not know. "My family is like a man", "your mother", it sounds like he and Xiaolongnu are husband and wife.

Yang Guo turned his head and smiled, shook his head slightly, and was very helpless about the eldest brother's impropriety, people said that a friend's wife should not be bullied, and the eldest brother is good, but he likes to tease his wife, so that he can't help but be happy and sad, but it is also an odd number.

Although Xiaolongnu treats people coldly, she is not a dull person, but she is smart and icy, after all these years of experience in the rivers and lakes, she is not a girl who does not understand the world at the beginning, and she knows her uncle's surname well, and her speaking style is also familiar, so she can naturally know the meaning of her words.

Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, Xiaolongnu glared at him angrily, which was very different from her usual cold and waveless expression, a little more vivid and amorous, she was originally ice and snow, and when such a style appeared, it was naturally even more moving.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and stopped teasing her, he had done a lot of this kind of thing, and his grasp of the heat was already perfect, so he naturally knew the way to stop.

"This Ming Wang mantra is a kind of mantra recited by the Buddhists, you can know this. "Xiaolongnu still knows about King Ming's curse, but she only knows about it, so she lightly analyzes it to her daughter.

"King Ming's mantra, Mingwang mantra, this name is very good!" Yang Ruonan rolled his clear eyes, read the name of Mingwang's mantra a few times, and praised his name with a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but want to laugh, this little Ruonan's evaluation criterion for the name is whether it is good or not, but the rest doesn't care much.

For the study of Buddhism, Xiao Yuesheng is actually extremely profound and profound, and he is also impressed by its broad and profound theoretical system.

It's just that Buddhism is too strict with the heart surname, there is no wisdom root, no enlightenment surname, it is difficult to get started, and it has a great impact on people's heart and surname, and several of his wives and Yang Ruonan are not suitable to learn, so he did not talk too much, so as not to disturb his mood and pull out the seedlings.

While a few people were talking, Ye Xiaozhou had already floated to the front.

At the bow of the boat stood a bald monk in white clothes, young and very light, handsome and fair-skinned, with trim eyebrows and eyes, a long body, revealing an elegant atmosphere, and his temperament was somewhat similar to the Ba Siba that Xiao Yuesheng had seen.

At this time, his eyes were blazing, staring at the conspicuous painting in front of him, and his heart was also quite awe-inspiring, I don't know who can restrain his Ming Wang curse with the sound of the piano.

The method of the mantra he just recited the king of Ming, but it is a unique method of learning the demon bell, which is quite similar to the lion's roar in Shaolin, its power is grand, the deeper the skill, the more powerful, I didn't expect the other party to be able to restrain his own magic bell just by using the sound of the piano, on its skill, it is naturally far beyond himself, the Central Plains martial arts really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Little monk Sabaga, I don't know which master just instructed me?" The clear voice with a somewhat strange tone, mighty and powerful to the boat, this sentence, he still used the demon bell heart method, but a change of compelling atmosphere, but soft and cordial, like a spring breeze and drizzle, people suddenly feel close.

Zhang Qingyun frowned lightly at the frowning Dai Mei, she was born in the Taoist lineage, she values tranquility and guarding, and has a natural restraint and sensitivity to the exercises that capture people's hearts.

"Giggle......" Yang Ruonan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his strange voice.

The sound is as crisp as the first song of a yellow warbler, floating on the surface of the vast lake, lingering for a long time.

It's just that Yang Ruonan's internal strength is incomparably high, and he naturally resists Sabaga's Demon Swinging Bell Technique, and his laughter has a bit of a clear heart and tranquility effect, like fire melting snow, and inadvertently, it breaks the influence of his Demon Swinging Bell.

Sabaga was secretly amazed in his heart, listening to his laughter, this person was a young girl, but his skills were really amazing.

"The little monk Dalun Temple's subordinate Sabaga has offended a lot. Sabaga had already sensed that there were many masters in the painting, and his heart was slightly happy, and he felt that this trip was worthwhile, and he spoke much more politely, and did not dare to test it with the sound of the magic bell.

"Huh?...... Dalun Temple?" A low murmur floated in the air, as if echoing in the ears, soft and mellow, making people listen like a spring breeze, this is Xiao Yuesheng's voice.

He seemed to have heard the name of the Great Wheel Temple, and when he thought about it carefully, he did not forget the appearance of the supernatural powers, and he remembered what the Great Wheel Temple was.

"?...... of the Great Wheel Temple" Xiaoxing heard his son's whisper, his heart moved, and he said: "Childe, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere." ”

Everyone raised their eyes to look at her, but they had never heard of the Great Wheel Temple, and when they saw that this Mrs. Xing actually knew, they naturally looked at her curiously, hoping that she would understand.

But Xiaoxing's surname was cold, turning a blind eye to everyone's gaze, and still looking at his son-in-law with a cold face.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled approvingly at Xiaoxing, praising his ability to never forget.

"Is there such a person as Hatomo Zhi under the Great Wheel Temple?" The voice was not slow, calm and free, Xiao Yuesheng asked casually.

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