Just when Qiu Xin obtained the sword book, Xiao Bai and the master also went up the mountain one after the other, Xiao Bai ignored the angry scolding behind him, maybe he hadn't seen the master for many days, he couldn't wait, trotted all the way to the Tianchi, and then ran to the cold cave.

Finally ran to the partial peak, and saw the white-clothed young man under the tail pine, as if he had received a great grievance these days, and rushed straight into Qiu Xin's arms, Qiu Xin also opened his arms, saw Xiao Bai, and smiled.

Maybe it was the relief when he got the sword book, or maybe it was Xiaobai who dispelled the loneliness of a person, and one person and one thing fell into the joy of reunion, laughing heartily on Qingsang Mountain in this evening.

After a short period of joy, Qiu Xin suddenly remembered something and said, "Master, you won't sneak back alone, will you, or will you make Master angry again?"

Xiao Bai also seemed to suddenly realize this problem, pretending to be ignorant, burying his head deeper, Qiu Xin saw this, and said, "That's it, let's go, go to the grass house, and tell the master that I have obtained the sword book." ”

After speaking, he put away his sword, took the sword spectrum, and went down to the peak.

At this time, the tall tail pine behind him looked taller and taller in the afterglow of the sunset, and looked solemnly at the white people, white things, and the white Qingsang Mountain.

.........

After a while, Qiu Xin and Xiaobai came to the front of the grass house, there was a candlelight in the house, presumably the master had returned, so Qiu Xin walked into the house, the master was sitting at the table to study ink, and there were a few pieces of glutinous paper on the table, which seemed to be writing something.

Seeing Qiu Xin coming in, he also stopped, looked at the sword box in his hand, and said, "It seems that you have obtained the sword book, this half of the book is something that many people dream of, you have to study it well, don't take it lightly, you understand." ”

Qiu Xin hurriedly said, "The disciple strictly follows the master's teachings and does not dare to slack off in the slightest. When the master heard this, he didn't speak, but just waved his hand to signal him to go out, and Qiu Xin bowed down and retired.

After coming out, Qiu Xin did not go back to the cold cave directly, but looked through the sword book by the moonlight outside the house, and at the same time accompanied the master outside the cold cave.

After all, when the moon is bright in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can't let Master be too lonely, remembering that in previous years, I drank with Master and enjoyed the delicious food in the mountains to pass this reunion festival.

Today, the master seems to have something on his mind, so he doesn't bother him, but I'm afraid that the person in the room seems to have forgotten today's day, just grinding it over and over again, writing the book page by page, even if it is a single stroke, it can't be wrong, and just like that, the candlelight continues until late at night.

Qiu Xin waited sleepy, Wuzi and Xiaobai hugged each other and fell asleep, when he woke up, the sky was getting brighter, the moon was faint and the stars were thin, the lights in the house had been extinguished, the master might have slept, so he took Xiaobai back to the cold cave, and then fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiu Xin woke up early, Xiaobai had long since disappeared, and after going to the grass hut to meet the master, he came to the lakeside where he usually practiced swords, preparing to practice according to the sword book.

It's just that it's very strange to read the second half of the sword book, and it doesn't look like a remnant book, except that most of the book is the same as the swordsmanship he learned before, and the last three are wordless heavenly books, and only three pictures are drawn.

One can see clearly the angle of the sword, forming a sword net around the body, the second only has a faint phantus, and it can't be completely seen, and the third chapter is even more mysterious, and it is actually painted on the mountain of the tail pine. Qiu Xin was also confused when he saw it, so he could only try the sword according to the first pattern first.

After trying a round, Qiu Xin felt more and more strange, the sword moves drawn in this picture were actually one hundred and eight sword techniques that had been practiced before, but they were all drawn in one picture, Qiu Xin thought while gesturing in his hand.

Could it be that the person who passed down the sword spectrum hopes to use this one hundred and eight swords at the same time, but there is no order at all, Qiu Xin has read through the classics since he was a child, all of which are said that the sword moves of the person who uses the sword are clear, and he must not take the move in the move, so as not to scatter the true qi, be difficult to control, and be full of flaws.

He didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to put his mind on it, and with a try, he used three swords in succession, and then the wooden sword came out of his hand and stuck it in the snow in the distance.

Qiu Xin still didn't give up, since the master also learned this sword, he wouldn't be wrong, so he drew the sword and tried again and again, it was still three swords, and he would still get rid of it.

In desperation, he could only sit down and think slowly, this one hundred and eight swords is by no means a simple sword after a sword, there must be some internal connection, whether it is the order of the sword or the way of the sword, in order to use these sword moves without pause at the same time.

Qiu Xin was originally a very smart person, and his talent for sword training was also praised by the master, but now he has no choice but to ask the master for this picture.

Just as he was about to get up, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he turned to look, it was the master who came, as if he had long expected Qiu Xin to look for him.

Qiu Xin hurriedly got up and said, "Master, the disciple is stupid and has not been able to comprehend the subtlety of this sword move, so please ask Master for guidance." The middle-aged master stood with his sword in his hand, revealing a solemn expression that was different from before, and asked, "Do you know the source of this sword spectrum?"

"I don't know. ”

"This sword spectrum is the thing of the Hidden Sect Sword Hall, created by a generation of sword gods, and has been handed down for more than 500 years, and it is rumored that the world can become an immortal if you learn this sword spectrum. ”

Speaking of this, Qiu Xin was shocked in his heart and said, "Master, can people in the world really become immortals?"

The master motioned for him to sit down, and then said indifferently, "I don't know if I will become an immortal or not, but the person who wrote this sword spectrum has already buried his bones in Mount Tai, and the spiritual position is also offered in the Hidden Sect Sword Hall, and the sword spectrum has a total of one hundred and eight sword moves, plus three diagrams, in fact, this one hundred and eight swords are incomplete, every time you practice the sword, you feel that the dantian is painful, and the true qi is disordered, in addition to being related to your body, the rest is due to the incomplete reason of this sword move, only these sword moves are done in one go, will the true qi be smooth, do you understand?",

"The disciple understands, but these sword moves are different, how they are connected. At this time, the middle-aged man got up and said, "It doesn't matter the order, you can take a look." ”

After saying that, he flew up, drew the sword and shot out, only to see that the panicked sword light was like the newborn sun, the sword light around the body was stirring, the snowflakes were fluttering with the sword qi, the figure was already invisible, drowned in the sword net, and the painting in the book, no different, Qiu Xin was amazed by this, and his heart also admired the predecessors who passed down this sword spectrum.

Before he could indulge in this realm for a long time, the master had already put away his sword and stood up, saying, "This sword move is called Riyao, which has a great load on the body, and if you have not been able to use all the sword moves, your true qi will accumulate in your body, and there will be nowhere to go, and finally it will explode in your body, and the light ones will be seriously injured for several months, and the heavy ones will be completely broken, and your martial arts will be lost. ”

Qiu Xin was overjoyed when he heard this, and he had such a power without using his true qi, which strengthened his determination to practice this sword move, and said, "The disciple must practice diligently, and he will not dare to disappoint the master." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be very satisfied, and said, "Although this sword move is extremely powerful, it must not be used until it is absolutely necessary, as for the remaining two pictures, the master has not yet understood them." ”

"If there is really any secret of becoming an immortal, I am afraid that it is also hidden in the remaining two pictures, you also need to study it carefully, and here is the end of today, come to my room in the evening, and have something to say to you for the teacher. With that, he walked away.

After the master left, Qiu Xin did not rest, carefully recalled the sword moves shown by the master, practiced repeatedly, and immersed himself in this sword shadow.

Before the night fell, the silver-white moonlight shone the entire mountaintop as if it were day, and the snow reflected a cold light, scattered on the figures under the trees, making people forget the passage of time, only the bursts of sword chant were repeated tirelessly in this heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, Qiu Xin felt tired, so he stopped, it seemed that a day's cultivation had made great progress, so he was about to walk towards the grass hut.

As if thinking of something, he shouted in the direction of Mulberry Forest, "Xiaobai, Xiaobai." "After a while, a white shadow emerged from the depths of the mulberry forest, and it was Xiaobai.

I don't know where to frolic for a day, Xiaobai's white hair is stained with some stains, but it doesn't seem to care, pulled the corner of the master's clothes, and wants to go to the mulberry forest again, Qiu Xin saw this, only felt that Xiaobai's behavior was very strange recently, and he also wanted to go in and see, so he motioned for it to lead the way.

The mulberry forest is the most lush place on the Qingsang Mountain, there are many trees, the trees are big, like a green ocean, when I met Xiaobai was also in this mulberry forest, now Xiaobai brought him here, but do you want to see its parents?

Qiu Xin thought so, and unconsciously walked to the depths of the mulberry forest, Xiaobai became more and more excited, and was about to leave Qiu Xin and run forward, Qiu Xin also hurriedly followed, brushing away the leaves that covered the eyes, and the sight in his eyes only taught Qiu Xin to cry and laugh.

It was a group of foxes, seeing Xiaobai coming with strangers, they hurriedly fled and dispersed, and disappeared without a few breaths, Xiaobai saw this, and roared at Qiu Xin, as if he was very dissatisfied with scaring away his playmate.

Seeing it like this, Qiu Xin picked it up and walked out, saying as he walked, "I said it earlier, you are not a fox or a hedgehog, how can you be with them...... You're not going to love them, are you...... It's no wonder that one day the master was mysterious, and the master hadn't eaten yet, so he went to find something to eat. ”

Xiaobai didn't seem to hear his master's words, and he wanted to struggle to escape from his arms, looking at the depths of the mulberry forest reluctantly.

Subsequently, Qiu Xin took Xiao Bai to the lake to catch a few cold carp, and made it with the master, after eating, Xiao Bai had long since disappeared, and he must have gone to find the group of foxes again, so Qiu Xin sat alone beside the master.

After a while, he whispered, "What does Master have to say to his disciple?"

"Qiu Xin, you have been on this mountain for sixteen years, and you have asked about your parents more than once, and now I will tell you. ”

Qiu Xin heard this, his body couldn't help trembling, since he could remember, he had no impression of his parents, and he had asked Master, but he never got an answer, he had fantasized about his parents more than once in his dreams, and now he was finally going to tell me.

The middle-aged man slowly spoke, "Speaking of your father, what an admirable bastard......"

After speaking, he fell into endless contemplation and melancholy.