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Xiao Yuesheng implements a seven-day rest system, with loose and relaxed, combining work and rest, loosening the strings that they have been tightening.

Li Ruoyun's four daughters were pardoned, and then they suddenly realized that the sky was so blue, the wind was so light, and the air was so fresh and pleasant.

At this time, they felt that they had never had time to raise their eyes to the sky, and their minds were full of swords, extremely delicate pine swords.

Yang Yuqi rarely slept for a long time, and when it was dawn, she got up from the couch, washed up, and ate the food sent by her eldest disciple Song Qingya, feeling that Fluttershy and Xiao Qing's craftsmanship was better.

"Master, you haven't instructed me to practice for a few days!" Song Qingya complained while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

She has long recovered, dressed in a light green Luo shirt, with a beautiful melon seed face, and her slender delicate body seems to be only able to hold it, quite a bit of a swallow.

Song Qingya, as Yang Yuqi's eldest disciple, is very close to her, and she speaks very casually, Yang Yuqi is kind to her disciples, not as indifferent as ice to outsiders.

Yang Yuqi was dressed in a pink Luo shirt, taking advantage of her delicate jade face, like a blooming peach blossom, she took out the snow-white Luo Pa in her sleeve, wiped her hands lightly, and nodded: "It's the same,...... Okay, let's see how well you practice your swordsmanship. ”

After cleaning up, the master and apprentice came to the courtyard, where the martial arts training ground was located in a circular open space in the center of the flower bed, paved with blue bricks.

Song Qingya's talent is excellent, and she is hard enough, the town school of the Shuiyun Sect is peerless, Xingyun Sword and Flowing Water Sword, she has learned one of them, and the Flowing Water Sword Technique is already quite hot.

The master and apprentice put on strong suits, convex and backward, heroic and sassy, and delicate and moving, enough to make men dizzy and confused.

The two of them each carried a sinking wood sword, which was different from Xiao Yuesheng's pine sword, it was a kind of tree unique to Purple Mountain, hard and heavy, and the iron tree had a bit of imagination, a sinking wood sword was a little heavier than their saber.

The sunlight slanted into the small courtyard, and their suits looked shiny, and their faces shone like amber.

Yang Yuqi stood aside prettyly, with a solemn face, there must be a teacher and an apprentice, when practicing the sword, Wen Yubing was very strict, and so was Yang Yuqi.

Song Qingya stretched her body and began to practice the Flowing Water Sword.

"No, no, you don't have any spirit in this move!" As soon as Song Qingya got up, Yang Yuqi frowned and waved her hand, interrupting her.

Song Qingya is a little inexplicable, she has always practiced like this, and the master has never said anything wrong before!

Seeing the confused eyes of the eldest disciple, Yang Yuqi walked up to her with a sword and ordered, "You use a sword to attack me!"

Although Song Qingya didn't know what she meant, she didn't hesitate, anyway, the master's martial arts were far better than herself, and she was fighting for her life, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hurt her.

A wave of flowers, a rather sharp sword move in the flowing water sword came out, wanting to give the master a dismount.

This Shenmu Sword is more difficult to make than the Qingfeng Long Sword, and it can instinctively stab out several sword flowers, but with the Shenmu Sword, it has to be halved, Song Qingya's sword tip trembled slightly, covering several big points on Yang Yuqi's chest.

Yang Yuqi smiled faintly, without a trace of fire, the lotus step seven stars stepped upside down, the wooden sword was lightly erected, and the move of Qingshan Duxiu was exactly what Song Qingya had just made, and it was the rise of the flowing water swordsmanship.

This move seems simple, but it is to protect the acupoints in front of him, but with a slight movement of his wrist, it is just right, and Song Qingya's wooden sword is blocked.

"Ah, amazing!" Song Qingya exclaimed excitedly, never expecting that this seemingly useless gesture could also make it so ingenious, and suddenly there was a sense of cave.

The angry waves crashed on the shore, Song Qingya's sword moves were even more powerful, and there was almost no turning back, the wooden sword made a faint whistling sound, extremely fast, and she had no scruples about fighting against the master.

Yang Yuqi's indifferent jade face smiled slightly, and the wooden sword that had been hanging down was lifted again, still a single move, the tall delicate body swayed lightly, and the lotus step was sideways.

The whistling sound died down, Song Qingya's wooden sword appeared, Yang Yuqi flipped his wrist, twisted it gently, calmly and chicly picked up his wooden sword, and then closed the momentum.

Song Qingya looked at the master with some dumbfounded, looked at the empty right hand, looked at the wooden sword three feet away, and said coquettishly: "Master,...... How did you get so good?!"

Yang Yuqi glanced at her disciple with disgust, and snorted, "You can see this trick clearly, right?!"

Song Qingya nodded her head vigorously, and said in a loud voice: "It's amazing, it turns out that this trick is so powerful!

"The flowing water sword technique is the mastery of this sect, every move and every style is extremely mysterious, but you are greedy and impetuous, and you can't comprehend the essence of it!" Yang Yuqi reprimanded with a calm face.

"Yes, yes!" Song Qingya stiffened her pretty face and nodded vigorously.

Then he smiled and asked, "Master, Master's martial arts are very powerful, right?"

"Hmm. Yang Yuqi was noncommittal to her insignificant words.

"Master-Master-!" Song Qingya stomped her feet coquettishly, extremely dissatisfied with Master's ambiguous answer.

"If your master is not good at martial arts, you are afraid that you have been reincarnated now!" Yang Yuqi replied angrily.

She was secretly thinking just now, her swordsmanship seemed to have really improved a lot, Song Qingya was her eldest disciple, she had already passed on her true inheritance, and her martial arts were quite impressive, if it was her previous self, it would be difficult to defeat her so easily.

When Song Qingya heard Master's words, she couldn't help but turn crimson, like two red clouds rising, and she thought of the situation when she woke up.

Thinking that his body was seen by the master, his cheeks couldn't help but burn, and the deep and bright eyes of the master's uncle kept flashing in front of him.

"Master, hasn't Uncle Master suffered from soul loss disorder all these years?" Song Qingya asked involuntarily, her delicate face flushed with shyness.

"Nonsense!" Yang Yuqi woke up from her contemplation and snorted, her eyebrows frowning slightly, with an indescribable sense of surname.

Immediately, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Your master Botian indulges his talents, that is enlightenment!"

"Enlightenment ......?" Song Qingya was a little hesitant and confused, and she also frowned at her slender willow eyebrows, wanting to understand the meaning of her master's words.

For the senior brother, Yang Yuqi is grateful in her heart, and she is very grateful, far more than Song Qingya herself, just like saving a child, and her parents are more grateful to the life-saving benefactor than the child.

Yang Yuqi was sold into the Qinglou since she was a child, and although she was rescued by her master less than a year ago, she had secretly seen the ugliness of men.

Her surname is strong, quite cynical to the extreme, and she is also very disgusted with men, but for this senior brother, it is an exception.

Because the elder brother's gaze is pure and deep, it makes people feel warm, and it is very different from the men in the world, those men, looking at themselves, all have an unconcealable hope.

Besides, the senior brother also saved Qingya, which can be regarded as saving half of his life, which is really a reinvention of Entong, so when he heard about the loss of soul, he felt a little harsh, and he told a lie.

It's just that as soon as this lie came out, she was a little stunned, and suddenly felt that maybe this was the case, otherwise, how could it be explained that after he had abandoned martial arts for so many years, after waking up, he had such exquisite swordsmanship?

"I see......" Song Qingya thought for a while, felt that the master was reasonable, then took two steps, bent down to pick up the wooden sword, and asked with a smile: "Master, your swordsmanship is suddenly so powerful, is it because of the master?!"

Song Qingya mentioned this, even if she had feelings for her senior brother, Yang Yuqi couldn't help but feel new hatred and old hatred surging in her heart, and her complicated look made Song Qingya startled.

This period of sword practice really made them miserable.

Every morning, after eating in the valley, they rested for half an hour and began their routine discussion, and the four of them surrounded the senior brother.

The result and process are almost the same every time, the senior brother only makes four swords each time, and it is the same four swords, each of them guards against one sword, and always fixes the sword, but it is always impossible to dodge, and the pain of the sword is almost fainting.

The next day, Xiao Yuesheng left them alone and let them practice on their own, while he fished by the cold lake or meditated in a cave in the rock wall of the valley, without anyone disturbing him.

Xiao Yuesheng's small valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the mountains are extremely steep and steep, and the fog is shrouded, it is difficult to look outside, and the top of the valley cannot be seen in the valley at all.

Xiao Yuesheng dug a cave in the almost upright mountain wall to meditate so as not to be disturbed by others.

He usually said that most of the time is cultivation, so that he can reach the realm of the Broken Void as soon as possible, and he can reunite with Wan Yanping and them, so that he can better protect the people around him.

Every time Li Ruoyun and the others fought with the senior brother, the trick he had just defeated the four people appeared in his mind, which was extremely clear, his eyebrows trembled, his eyes turned clearly, and he could even feel the ups and downs of his muscles.

As long as they thought about it for a moment, the scene of Xiao Yuesheng performing these four swordsmanship skills reappeared in their minds, which was extremely magical, this was Xiao Yuesheng's magic power, imprinting the sword moves into their minds.

It's just that even if they know these four swordsmanship, when they really go to defend, they still can't prevent it.

Li Ruoyun and the four of them formed two pairs, one imitated Xiao Yuesheng's swordsmanship to attack the other party, and the other tried his best to defend.

Those who imitate also need to work extremely hard, otherwise it will not help the defender, and they imitate almost every part of their body to make sure that it is exactly the same.

Li Ruoyun and Yang Yuqi caught each other, Lin Xiaoqing and Liu Qingquan were in a group, every day, what they did was to imitate a sword and defend a sword.

Every time, they felt that they had almost exhausted all their spirits, as if they had died once, and when they woke up the next day, they felt that their swordsmanship had improved, and when they were learning from their senior brother Xiao Yuesheng, although it was still difficult to change the defeat, they could realize that they were about to hold this sword, only a little, just a little.

Xiao Yuesheng will also praise them with a smile and make a few comments, which makes them feel like they have been enlightened and enlightened.

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In the sunny courtyard, next to the bamboo forest, Lin Xiaoqing, the third disciple of the Shuiyun Sect, was lying in a wooden chair, leisurely enjoying the bright and warm sunshine.

The sound of birds in the bamboo forest beside him is crisp and pleasant, and there is no need to practice swords, it is really beautiful! Lin Xiaoqing, who is slender and graceful, can't help but sigh.

This pine chaise longue was what she begged from her senior brother with a dead face, and she was so comfortable that she wanted to sleep on it.

Lin Xiaoqing is charming and moving, her voice is slight, she is really a man's nemesis, she treats people very warmly, and her senior sisters and sisters are very different.

Xiao Yuesheng's fourth junior sister, the most familiar with him is her and Liu Qingquan.

Liu Qingquan opened a pair of watery eyes, asked curiously, and liked to pester him, and Lin Xiaoqing was the same, but Yingying's eyes were full of inexplicable smiles.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were like torches, and he understood at a glance that Lin Xiaoqing wanted to play tricks on him, so he would not unveil the cup in advance, pretending not to know, and responding to all movements.

"Third Senior Sister, let's practice swords!" A crisp voice sounded, but it was Liu Qingquan, dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, who jumped in from the wall with his sword and fell down, like a dust fairy.

She was too lazy to knock on the door, and Lin Xiaoqing was not surprised, lying in the wooden chair without moving, and smiled bitterly: "I still practice swords?!...... Good junior sister, let the senior sister live?!"

Liu Qingquan, who looked like a mixed-race beauty, looked around, then the sword was attached to the jade arm, with his hands behind his back, he walked to the wooden chair, his delicate face fell, and he said with a sad face: "Alas, I don't want to be swords, it hurts too much!"

"This ruthless elder brother, I don't know when our sisters will be able to get out of the sea of suffering-!" Lin Xiaoqing lay down and shook her head, also sighing coquettishly, which made people pity.

Liu Qingquan took out Luo Pa, carefully wiped a green bamboo next to him, then put away Luo Pa, leaned on his delicate body, and sighed with his senior sister.

"Senior sister, didn't you say that as long as you make three or two strokes, you will make the senior brother dizzy, and then show mercy to your subordinates?" Liu Qingquan complained with some dissatisfaction.

Lin Xiaoqing can handle the affairs of the faction with ease, she is clever and scheming, but she never has a scheming heart for the innocent little sister.

"Alas, he miscalculated, he is too powerful, senior sister, I am not an opponent!" Lin Xiaoqing smiled helplessly, and then said in annoyance: "Let's practice swords, let's practice swords, I can only practice swords!"

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Two months later, they were able to defend themselves against the sword.

Every day of the past two months, they have been immersed in the sea of swords, exhausted, physically and mentally, and their swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Immediately, Xiao Yuesheng was still casting these four swords, and the sword move faced by the four of them had been changed to another one.

After they hold this move, they will use the next one, until they can defend all four swords, and half a year has passed.

Before they knew it, they had fully learned the four swords while they were trying their best to defend.

These four swordsmanship techniques are the four swords of water and clouds in the aftermath of deterrence.