Calligraphy and kendo have been connected since ancient times. It is said that Master Lichen watched Li Xiangyang dance the sword, and since then his calligraphy has made great progress, and he has written well.

Li An looked at his father's handwriting, and he had a lot of feelings in his heart, he carried the Ziwei Sword, found an open place on the Endless Peak, and tried not to stick to one move and one style, and naturally transitioned to the next move without waiting for the move to be old. Gradually, a set of two instruments and four elephant swords at the entrance of the Tianji Palace were coherent by him, and they played smoothly.

Not long after, Xu Tianhe also came, said hello, and the two practiced their own swords.

In the entire Tianji Palace, the only people who are still practicing the introductory swordsmanship are Li An and Xu Tianhe. Ang Lee's sword moves are endless and changeable. It is also a two-instrument four-elephant sword, and when it comes to Xu Tianhe, there is a faction of Yuanyu Yuezhi, and the elephant is invisible.

He Lianqing watched from the side for a long time, and she couldn't tell if these two people were practicing the same set of swordsmanship.

Of course, He Lianqing didn't want to know, she deliberately passed by here to see someone, but unfortunately he wasn't there. He Lianqing was a little lost, but she didn't feel wronged, for that person, everything was worth it.

This slender and beautiful woman stood there quietly, more stunning than peony flowers, softer than the spring river water.

Xu Tianhe suddenly felt unspeakable embarrassment, his palms were sweaty, Tai'a Jian was holding it in his hand and slipping, he was afraid that He Lianqing would see his slightly limping steps, he had never been like this at a moment, desperately hoping not to be lame, not to be lame, and to have wind under his feet.

There were more and more Taiyi disciples watching, they seemed to be watching Li An practice swords, but in fact, they were all staring at He Lianqing with a pair of thief eyes.

He Lianqing didn't care about these hot eyes at all, she had long been accustomed to it, she only hated that she didn't speak earlier, and now that there were so many people, she was even more embarrassed. She mustered up her courage and said to Li An, "Where is your master?" This sentence was asked shyly and timidly, making her whole person look amazingly charming.

Xu Tianhe suspected that he was scattered, and the rumor that the first beauty of Taiyi admired the Tianji Palace Master seemed to have been suddenly confirmed, and Xu Tianhe's heart ached.

"I'm not sure that there is a courtyard in the Valley of the Swordsmith that has a seal, and my master likes to go there. "Ang Li is calm, at his age, he is not enough to experience the sultry style of shyness, but thinks that He Da Beauty is even squirming when she speaks, and she is in a hurry to die.

He Lianqing bowed her head slightly and said, "Oh, I'll take a look." "The sound was thin and small, like a mosquito calling.

Xu Tianhe said silently in his heart: "I'll go with you!"

"I'll go with you!" more than a dozen Taiyi disciples blurted out, and after speaking, they found that the companion next to them also said the same, and everyone looked at each other.

He Lianqing blushed, stomped lightly on the ground with her left foot, and said, "You are not allowed to follow!" Immediately after, the pink curtain on her body suddenly stretched out in all directions, like a cloud, gently enveloping the beautiful woman's shadow, and galloping towards the Sword Casting Valley.

In the Sword Casting Valley, only one courtyard is sealed, and the owner of the courtyard is called Li Yifan, which is a taboo in Taiyi over the years, and no one dares to mention him.

Every time He Lianqing passes by here, he will look at this deserted small courtyard a few times, Li Yifan is regarded as a rebel by Taiyi, but in the hearts of many female disciples, he is a respectable infatuated man, and he has a poignant relationship that makes people reverie. They never thought that there was anything wrong with Li Yifan, but they were too rigid to teach real people. What's wrong with liking someone?

Cultivation is about chance, and the vast majority of people who cultivate for a lifetime only live a few decades longer than ordinary people. He Lianqing has never had the luxury of living forever, she just wants to live the life she likes, if she can meet a single-minded man like Princess Lanyue met Li Yifan, it will be worthwhile.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, the path leading to the stone house was no longer discernible, and the chimney had been built into a nest by chickadees, in which a few chicks clumsily flapped their little wings. He Lianqing pushed the door, and the dust rushed to her face, choking her so much that she couldn't help coughing, and then covered her mouth with her hands and stood in a daze.

Feng Qingyan was really here, he was leaning on the dusty stone table and drinking, and the green shirt on his body was spotless.