"Yuan'er, it's really gratifying that you are so diligent, but you need to be ...... when you are relaxed."

Hua Wuli was dressed in black, looking at the haggard Yu Shangyuan, a little helpless: "Any success is not achieved overnight, your progress is already extremely fast......!

"Master, the apprentice understands. Yu Shangyuan's voice was a little low, after the sound of the earth, the sound was the voice of the heart, and it could be heard that he was in low spirits at the moment, "Don't worry, I'm just tired......"

Hua Wuli looked at him and said lightly: "You are extremely talented, and since you have practiced, you have never had an opponent. Speaking of which, it's also good to be able to taste failure. How to get out of failure and find a new way is your real test. ”

“...... The master said it very well. ”

The two were a little silent, only Yu Shangyuan pondered, gasping slightly.

Since that day, after he formally learned the knack of sword matching from his master, he has practiced hard day and night, and every time he makes progress, he imagines that he was a young man, as an enemy in battle, and repeats the competition.

Obviously, the end result is not as good as it could be.

"The more I recall, the more powerful the opponent at that time...... Yu Shangyuan reinvigorated and said peacefully, "His mastery and understanding of the sword seems to have returned to the basics, almost a hundred years of sound dubbing...... Could it be that there really is such a strange genius who was born as a sword?"

"Although the teacher is also a sword match, but I still have to say," Hua Wuli tapped the giant sword, and a buzzing sound popped out, "Swordsmanship, but the last skill, is to listen to the true sound, communicate the attachment of all things, any sound cultivation, the accessories in the hand, to achieve unity and resonance, from which to deduce the natural subtle skills, but turn over the hand, it is extremely simple." Therefore, do not indulge in it. ”

"I know. Yu Shangyuan's eyes were bright, and he nodded calmly, "The distinction between primary and secondary has already been decided, and then I should be self-controlled." ”

"You have always been calm and reassuring as a teacher. Hua Wuli nodded with satisfaction, "Actually, there is no need to be obsessed, if you are really a genius, you will always see you again at the Fa meeting." ”

Yu Shangyuan bowed down, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "...... At that time, how far will you grow?"

Mobei outer gate, senior class building.

Xie Zhen lay on the bed and looked at the roof in a daze.

The smell of medicine around was strong, and the potion that had just been boiled was placed at the head of the bed like this, but he didn't look at it.

Xie Zhen is completely aware that the injuries in his body are not as serious as they seem, and the real blow is still heart disease.

The original plan, just started, was completely snuffed out.

You must know that there are not many men who are slightly close to Chen Jingning, and they are close to the number of ten fingers. And things gather like each other, and they all have their own dependence

According to Xie Zhen's previous arrangement, except for Xiao Yu, who was the weakest at the beginning, it was considered a warm-up, and then, each opponent strengthened step by step, just to create appropriate pressure on himself. If you give advice, you can't say it, after a round of fighting, the spirit is sharpened, and there is a great opportunity to break through the turn of the intention, find the original self, and enter the four turns of the heart.

But now, it's all in vain.

Xie Zhen is such a rebellious person, since he is in Xiao Yu, he has lost a disgraced face, where does he still have the face to continue to provoke the rest of the people?

He swept down the medicine bowl suddenly, and with a "snap", it shattered the ground, and his face was gloomy and black as the bottom of a pot.

"Xiao-Yu-"

He gritted his teeth, the little person who would never have been put in his heart in the past is now an unforgettable thorn in his eye.

Hearing the sound, a servant knocked lightly on the door, but was repelled by Xie Zhen.

There are so many people outside the house that no one dares to come to the door.

The group of helpers who followed left and right knew his temperament and understood his situation.

appeared at this time, but it made Xie Dashao feel embarrassed and resentful, and he would never be happy.

Xie Zhen can imagine the views of the outside on this matter. I made such a big noise, but as a result, I hit myself in the foot with a stone, and I lost face in front of the outer beings!

The ridicule, ridicule, and thought about it behind him will make his heart burn and he will be extremely ashamed and angry.

Chen Jingning, the object of showing off, he didn't find it in the audience at the time, and now, I really hope that this girl who makes him miss has indeed never appeared.

"Xiao Yu!" the person's name was squeezed out of Xie Zhen's teeth again, "I, absolutely, will not let you go!"

In July, the sun is already blazing.

In the mountains, it is still refreshing and pleasant.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yu avoided the sun, and in the shadow of the mountain peak, stepped into the Red Dust Pavilion at the outer gate.

This is a separate building on the east side of the mountainside, away from the square. Although it is called a pavilion, it is not a single building, and it is estimated that it is inherited from the name of the past.

Far away outside the building, you can see the signboard that seems to be set up by a famous calligrapher, a few big black characters of "Red Dust Pavilion", even if you look at it from a distance, there is a special charm.

Walk into the courtyard, the plaque droops with red spike wind chimes, it seems that it is not ordinary, the bell sound is crisp, but not noisy, although there is a mountain breeze blowing from time to time, the sound is leisurely and not urgent, it seems elegant and relaxed.

Several pavilions here are all stored in the worldly red dust, most of which are mundane offerings, or are purchased by stewards and servants, and there are also people who travel and bring back collections.

Xiao Yu had come once under the guidance of Yue Xiaochang, and later, he was all alone, and that lazy friend always had many excuses and didn't want to trouble.

At that moment, since someone was cleaning the courtyard, seeing him coming, he smiled slightly, nodded at him, and then ignored him.

It's lonely here, and those who can settle down here are basically not people who tend to be inflammatory, and know how to greet them.

Xiao Yu also smiled, did not bother, was familiar with the door, and turned to the "Moxiang Building" on the side.

This low building, which seems to be old, although there is no dust and damage, there is also a sense of obsolescence, it should be renovated from other houses, and at this time, it is used as a place to store books.

The first floor is for rest, as well as for storing items, Xiao Yu came lightly and went directly to the second floor, the creaking stairs confirmed the passage of time.

As soon as the "hee hee ......" was halfway away, there was the sound of a woman frolicking.

Xiao Yu's face sank, and he was a little dissatisfied with the quiet noise.

When I entered the second floor, I had just come to the first window, and I saw several female cultivators playing in this room.

Looking through the window, in the center of the room, several people were around, and two women were dragging champas, as if playing some kind of game.

On the opposite side of the window, there is a concubine couch, among which, there is a graceful girl sitting steadily, holding a book, focusing on reading, with a calm expression, delicate facial features, and a fair and pink face, like a child, it is Chen Jingning.

Xiao Yu was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would meet this senior sister here.

Beside her, there was a petite and pitiful girl leaning on her, curled up with slender legs, snuggled on the couch, sleepy-eyed, looking lazy and charming.

Because of the commotion in the house, although Xiao Yu walked by, no one seemed to see it. Shaking his head, Xiao Yu walked over quietly.

At this time, as if the game was over, one of the female cultivators in the middle fell to the ground, and was ridden up by another woman, covering her face with a smile and shouting again and again.

It seems that in such a secluded place, there will be no idlers, they have no usual ladylike demeanor at all, they are so free to play, it seems, it is so similar to the mortal girl, and it does not show the detachment of ascetic and seeking sound at all.

As if disturbed by the laughter of the victorious side, Chen Jingning also looked up from the book and looked at the center, and as a result, she saw Xiao Yu's last silhouette.

"Hmm-" Chen Jingning looked at the laughing female companion in the room, frowned, but didn't say anything, lowered her head, and continued reading.

"Do you know that man?" next to her, a girl who seemed to be sleepy, suddenly leaned over, snuggled up to her shoulder, and asked softly. ”

"It's kind of acquaintance......" Chen Jingning nodded.

"Hehe, it's rare. The girl smiled coquettishly in her ear, deliberately huffing, "Our cold beauty also has a recognized male partner?

"Master Li, don't mess with me like this!" Chen Jingning tilted her head slightly, her face slightly red.

"Alright, alright...... It's so interesting!"

Master Li covered his mouth and smiled, turned his head, and shouted to the female companions who were still crazy: "What are you making trouble?

The women in the middle were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly straightened up, or sorted out their clothes, and then went out through the window and looked around.

Xiao Yu had already walked away, but he didn't let them see it.

However, the sound of chirping here was still in his ears, and it was faintly audible......

There are not many books on the second floor, and they are basically ordinary classics.

Xiao Yu came to a corner, followed the position he had flipped through before, took out the book, and continued to comprehend.

In the intention, but also need to be stable.

From the growth of the spirit and the enlightenment of the momentum, Xiao Yu understands more and understands the importance of reading books and understanding the philosophy of the world.

His three transformations are forged by the illusion of another mortal world, and it is the right way to broaden his horizons and lay the foundation of his sound.

The words are in the eye, accompanied by the silent voice in his heart, the earthly classics, the words are concise, the words have things, with his understanding, it will instantly turn into a little bit of mystery, or keep it in the heart, or it is not in line with the nature, and it will be gently dispersed.

Compared with the people in the rivers and lakes, the level similar to the intention and heartbeat is that most martial artists, tempered by life and death, tempered skills, with the years, from the outside to the inside, naturally formed.

However, for cultivators, skip the stage of fierce fighting, and point directly to the mysteries, although the leap is very large, and one step can reach the sky, but without enough experience, it is even more difficult, and if you want to reach the peak of mortals, you must pay infinite effort.

Reading like Xiao Yu's deep understanding is exhausting and laborious, and it requires the pronunciation of words, seeking truth from meaning, and imprinting it in the heart.

The mortal world has the ability to never forget, and it is also in vain to treat this kind of thing.

Xiao Yu was hungry and thirsty, as if he was wandering in the magnificent and vast sea of literature, his mind was like a boat, carrying himself, constantly exploring what was in line with his self and grabbing spiritual nourishment.

The remnant sun is setting obliquely.

It seems that time is in the past at the snap of a finger.

The sunlight faded away, and the brightness was not enough to support flipping.

In the Moxiang Building, there are no candles, and the customers have been sparse for many years, and the managers are also lazy.

Xiao Yu murmured, reluctantly returned the book to the shelf, remembered the location, and walked out.

His stomach growled, and Xiao Yu realized that he was hungry, obviously consuming too much energy.

The sound of warblers and swallows in the building has long since dispersed, and the house is quiet again, slightly gloomy.

Xiao Yu came to the door and suddenly found some movement in the distance.

Outside the Red Dust Pavilion, a shadow curled away, and it seemed to be Chen Jingning's figure......