After resting for a while, Zhou Yixin wanted to strike while the iron was hot, wiped his sweat, stood up and said: "Sister Hua, thank you for your hard work, let's learn the last thirty-six styles, so that I can integrate them as soon as possible, and then I can make a splash." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Fenhua also taught hard, took a few breaths, and said, "It's gone." One hundred and eight styles of Qingyun Sword Technique, divided into thirty-six styles of cloud surges, thirty-six styles of turning clouds, and thirty-six styles of Qingyun Zhishang, one layer is deeper than one layer, one layer is more mysterious than one layer, and the last Qingyun Zhishang thirty-six styles can only be learned by the candidate disciples of the master, I will not. ”

Zhou Yixin was stunned, "Is there anything else?"

"yes. But you don't have to worry, each layer of the Qingyun Sword Technique can be independently formed into a sword technique, and if you learn the clouds and turn the clouds, you can definitely win the little monk and your junior brother. ”

Zhou Yixin couldn't help but show a look of loss, "I see, Qingyun is even more powerful in the thirty-sixth style, it's a pity." ”

The two were quiet for a while, and Zhang Fenhua said, "Brother Xin, I, it's time for me to go back to my room to rest." ”

Zhou Yixin saw that she was tired in the middle of the night, her face was flushed, she was drenched in sweat, and her eyebrows were full of spring, so she couldn't help but move in her heart, held her face, and printed a kiss.

Suddenly, Zhou Yixin came back to his senses, and hurriedly let go of Zhang Fenhua, with a guilty face, "Sister Hua, I, I'm Meng Lang, you, go back to the room quickly." ”

Zhang Fenhua was already confused, and said softly: "Brother Xin, it's not ...... relationship, I do. ”

Zhou Yixin took a step back and turned his head not to look at her, "Sister Hua, go back quickly, I, I want to practice swordsmanship overnight, I must defeat Xiyun, defeat my junior brother, live up to your expectations, become the head, and then marry you." ”

Zhang Fenhua saw that his expression was awe-inspiring and restrained, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, and felt that a man should be like this, so he nodded, "Well, Brother Xin, then don't be too anxious, start with the Yunyong Thirty-six Style, and then learn the Thirty-six Cloud Turning Style after you finish learning." Don't be too tired, with the skills of the little junior sister, the Yunyong 36 style can also cut off the sleeves of the little monk, if you come to make it, you will definitely win. ”

Zhou Yixin was moved: "Well, you go, we'll see you tomorrow." ”

As soon as Zhang Fenhua left, Zhou Yixin's expression immediately changed, changed into black clothes, opened the window, and ran straight out of the town. As soon as he arrived at the archway at the entrance of the town, someone said: "Senior brother, here." ”

Two men came out of the darkness on the right, leading three horses. A humane: "Senior brother, have you succeeded?"

If Zhang Fenhua were here, he would find that this person had a clear voice, very similar to the challenger they met in the evening, and his figure was also very close.

Zhou Yixin nodded, the two of them were overjoyed, and the other said, "Senior brother, let's go." ”

The three of them got on their horses and galloped, and soon arrived at the valley full of milk vetch, He Chongrui waited for a long time, saw Zhou Yixin, and hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted, "Senior brother." "The demeanor is very respectful, and when he slams the door and leaves, he is like two people.

Zhou Yixin nodded, and ordered the other two junior disciples to guard the valley mouth, and he took He Chongrui into the valley.

In the valley, just as Xiyun and the others looked when they left, Zhou Yixin looked up at the sky and pulled out his sword, "Senior Brother He, time is running out, come on." ”

He Chongrui nodded and drew his sword as well.

The two were not going to duel, but they were both facing Taniguchi, and He Chongrui stood about a zhang behind Zhou Yixin's right.

Zhou Yixin said: "See clearly, this is the Qingyun Sword Technique, the thirty-six styles of Yunyong." The long sword shook, and the sword shadow under the moonlight continued, like a silver dragon dancing, and the sword light reflected the moonlight, which was even more dazzling, and He Chong was stunned

Zhou Yixin gathered his momentum and said, "Senior Brother He, tonight's time is limited, I will teach you the ten styles first, and tomorrow night we will gather at the right time, and I will teach you the remaining twenty-six styles."

"Okay!" He Chongrui was excited, this Qingyun Sword Technique was indeed much better than the Qishan Sword Sect's swordsmanship, and then he reacted and said strangely: "Thirty-six styles, isn't there one hundred and eight styles of Qingyun Sword Technique?"

Zhou Yixin said: "Zhang Fenhua's skills are insufficient, and he can't learn the thirty-six styles of turning clouds, and the last thirty-six styles of Qingyun Zhishang are said to be only the candidates for the head of the family can learn them, and we have no chance." ”

He Chongrui pondered for a while, did not doubt him, and sighed: "This Fenhua is really useless." ”

Zhou Yixin did not answer.

He Chongrui said: "Senior brother, do you think that Zhu Lizhen will?" Senior Brother Wang Jin almost had a palm cut off when he fought with her in order to delay them returning to the store. ”

Zhou Yixin shook his head, "Her skills are far inferior to Zhang Fenhua, and she definitely hasn't learned the next level yet." But he suddenly frowned, and said suspiciously: "Unless, unless his brother Zhu Wen teaches her in private." "I am even more moved in my heart, is Zhu Wen a candidate for the head of the Qingyun Sword Sect?

He Chongrui said "um".

Zhou Yixin said: "I will test her." ”

The Qishan Sword Sect coveted the swordsmanship of other sects, and Zhou Yixin set his sights on the Qingyun Sword Technique this time, and the original target was actually Zhu Lizhen, thinking that she was young and easier to succeed.

Unexpectedly, although she laughed frequently all the way, she never entered her heart. Later, I figured out that this girl has an older brother like Zhu Wen, and any man she sees compares to Zhu Wen, how easy it is to get her heart. Therefore, he shifted the target and started against Zhang Fenhua instead. Sure enough, Zhang Fenhua has always been jealous of Zhu Lizhen, and if this is used properly, everything will fall into place.

Zhou Yixin reminded: "You go back as soon as you learn the swordsmanship, remember, you must not use it to fight people without changing the thirty-six swordsmanship." ”

"I understand. He Chongrui solemnly agreed, the Qingyun Sword Technique is the strongest sword technique of the Qingyun Sword Sect, if this matter is revealed, their Qishan Sword Sect may be bloodied overnight, and with the current strength of the Qishan Sword Sect, they will not be able to fight against the Qingyun Sword Sect at all.

He Chongrui said again: "Senior brother, then do you still want to go to the Qingyun Sword Sect, is it too risky?"

Zhou Yixin frowned deeply and shook his head slightly, "Let's talk about this again, I'm thinking about it too." Come, I'll teach you the first ten styles first. ”

It seems that the relationship between the two is quite deep, and it is definitely not what Zhou Yixin told Zhang Fenhua.

At this time, on the side of the theater, Hua Di woke up from his cultivation, his spirit was shocked, his eyes were full of brilliance, and it was obvious that his internal injuries had recovered a few percent.

Xiyun has been meditating with his eyes closed, but he seems to have "seen" the change in Huadi's behavior, and at the same time opened his eyes and said slowly: "You seem to be thinking wrong, no one came to sneak attack." ”

Hua Di said: "There is no best, I just think this thing is weird, it stands to reason that the martial arts in this place in Fujian are not flourishing, there are not many people who practice martial arts, and there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who are active in this area, but this time it is a little unusual to gather three or four hundred people so quickly." ”

Xiyun let out an "oh".

The flute glanced at him, obviously he didn't understand, "oh" fart, "You sleep." ”

"Good. Xiyun was sitting on the table, but then he turned over and lay on his side.

The flower flute also lay down, facing up on her back, looking at the clean and translucent night sky, and lost her mind. Even if you recover ten successful strength, it is not necessarily Bai Ying'er's opponent, and the opponents in the other nine games should not be as good as Bai Ying'er, but it has been consumed first, and it will still be more and more dangerous to go to the back, and the time will drag on for a long time, in case another master comes out, it will be terrible.

The flute's thoughts were chaotic, but her eyes had been quietly looking at the night sky, and she was gradually attracted by the blue color of the night sky, producing a thorough feeling, thinking: "Death is death, one hundred, if the fate with Qing'er is not over, it is of course the best to meet again in the next life, if the fate is over, I will not hurt her again in the next life, that is not bad." ”

I went to gain and lose my heart, and the heart of the flower flute was open, and I felt that the night sky was wide, boundless, and unimaginably deep.

The night passed quickly, the sun rose in the east, a thick mist rose on the riverbank, the vegetation was misty, the water was rippling with soft waves, and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

Xiyun and the flower flute sat on the table, watching quietly, with a light smile on their faces, quite a bit of the charm of the legendary Jiaye smiling with flowers.

After a while, the voice came, and the flower flute came back to her senses, and said softly: "I never thought this water, this tree, this fog was beautiful, but now I ......" but did not say any more.

Xiyun smiled, "I like to look at clouds since I was a child, and I often look at the sky for a few hours, sometimes in front of a tree or a grass. One day my brother asked me, 'Why don't you chant the scriptures and stay here in a daze?' I said I was looking at the clouds, the trees, and the grass, and my brother said, 'What's so nice about this?' and I said I don't know. ”

Hua Di chuckled, thinking that his senior brother must be angry, and he thought the little guy was weird.

When Xiyun heard him laugh, he laughed himself, and continued: "Later, I went with my senior brother to ask the master why I was in a daze, and the master touched my head and said, 'This is very good. I didn't know what was good, but Master said it didn't matter, and he didn't ask me to recite the scriptures, because there are so many scriptures in the temple, and I have never finished reading one of them. ”

Hua Di smiled: "Although you don't chant scriptures, you are a natural monk." ”

"Well, maybe. I picked it up from the stream, and Master said that I was in my swaddling clothes, going down the river, looking at the clouds in the sky with my eyes open, and I was not crying, but I was laughing, and there was also a cloud in the water that supported me, and it kept flowing and flowing. ”

Huadi was stunned for a moment and said, "So your name is Xiyun." I thought to myself: "It turns out that the little monk has such a life experience." ”

Xiyun nodded, "Senior Brother said that I have been weird since I was a child, I haven't seen other children, and I don't know where I am weird, Master always says, 'It's okay, it's fine, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's weird, and Senior Brother and I both think Master is weird." He laughed as he spoke.

Hua Di felt that feeling must be very warm and comfortable, and asked, "Are there only three people in the temple: you, Master, and Senior Brother?"

"yes. ”

At this time, the two heard footsteps approaching behind them, and turned their heads to see that they were Zhou Yixin, Zhang Fenhua and Zhu Lizhen.

Hua Di's face sank when he saw Zhou Yixin.

Xiyun smiled and nodded to the three of them, "Morning." ”

Zhu Lizhen said: "The little monk is still early. ”

Zhou Yixin and Zhang Fenhua also nodded.

Zhou Yixin carried a food box and said, "Let's eat something for the two of you." ”

Xiyun was overjoyed, "I'm just hungry, do you have peach blossom wine?"

Zhou Yixin was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "...... No. He put the food box on the table and shook his head, a little speechless.

The group of heroes five or six zhang away secretly discussed, and many people gave thumbs up, saying that if they didn't kill the sword, they were really generous, and they also sent them food.

Huadi was worried that Zhou Yi's messenger would be poisoned, and wanted to tell Xiyun not to touch the food box.

At this time, a person in the distance said: "Little monk, do you like to drink peach blossom wine?

When everyone heard the reputation, it turned out to be a white shadow.