Hua Yuxi touched the paper of the secret book lightly, feeling filled with emotions in her heart.

This volume of secrets called "Rose's Hundred Changes" was originally created because she asked An Xiaohan if she could practice the "First Blood Exquisite" skill of the former grandmaster Ye Zi. An Xiaohan thought that the First Blood Exquisite skill was too vicious.

, didn’t want her to practice this skill forcefully, so he proposed to create a new set of martial arts tailored for her.

This became the last thing An Xiaohan did in his life, and it ended with his death, leaving only half a volume of secrets.

Later, in Xiaogu on the outskirts of Luzhou, Hua Yuxi pledged this half volume of secret books and promised Lan Qiao that she would definitely return from Chushui City.

And when she returned from Chushui City, she was immediately busy treating Bai Xueyin's injuries, and she forgot to ask Lan Qiao again.

In her mind, these pages have long become a collection full of commemorative significance, rather than a truly operational martial arts secret.

Lan Qiao also apologized: "I forgot to return this to you at the time. I found it in Zhejiang Province. During the time I was trapped on Evil Dragon Island, I had a deeper understanding of martial arts and swordsmanship, and I also studied this book of secrets many times.

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"It's a pity that the hall master only wrote half of it." Hua Yuxi sighed, "What else can you see from this?"

"It's very famous." Lan Qiao's eyes were as bright as the bright moon, and he took Hua Yuxi, who was astonished and confused, to sit down next to the wooden table. "An Xiaohan wrote half of it, and I will finish the rest that he didn't have time to teach."

"You teach? Now?" Hua Yuxi was even more surprised.

"Right now." Lan Qiao nodded with a smile.

"I don't want it!" Hua Yuxi turned her head angrily, bit her lip and said, "Isn't it that Young Master doesn't know what's happening now, so he has to do such a disgraceful thing?"

"Does it ruin the scenery? Come, look." Lan Qiao and Hua Yuxi sat side by side in front of the low wooden table, holding her hand and opening the secret book.

Hua Yuxi trembled the moment Lan Qiao touched her hand, and she could hardly help but throw herself into his arms. She tried her best to restrain her impulse.

But I heard Lan Qiao say: "An Xiaohan is indeed a martial arts wizard of a generation. Although he has only written down half a volume of secrets, the internal skills and luck methods recorded in it are indeed perfect for you. Remember this mental method."

His name?"

He was like a master in school who, after finishing a lecture, did not forget to ask a question for Hua Yuxi to answer.

Hua Yuxi's mind was originally filled with thoughts that were difficult for her to express. At this moment, Lan Qiao suddenly asked and had to answer: "Of course I remember, it's called Fan Ying Luochun." After saying that, she thought of An Xiaohan, who was separated from her by yin and yang.

He sighed sadly again.

"It's Fan Ying Luochun." Lan Qiao nodded and said, "I looked at this mental method carefully. It basically uses your existing skills to extend them, saving you the trouble of starting over. In the movement method

In terms of the door, it pays attention to the transformation between movement and stillness. The true energy can flow freely in the meridians. If it is reflected in the body method and moves, it will be as light and freehand as the wind dancing and falling flowers."

Hua Yuxi said dejectedly: "I don't have the heart to listen to you now."

"Then let me explain it in another way." Lan Qiao ignored Hua Yuxi's objection and continued: "Any superior martial arts is inseparable from the three elements of form, mind and spirit. What An Xiaohan left behind

Fan Ying Luochun's inner strength and mental method can be regarded as your god, but in terms of mind and form, he has not been able to complete it."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Hua Yuxi didn't want to continue this topic, and stood up from Lan Qiao's side with some displeasure, expressing her refusal to discuss martial arts with Lan Qiao anymore, while cursing secretly in her heart.

Hibiscus tent is warm, this big stupid fish is too confused to understand the style, isn't it?

"Look out, the first of Qiangwei's ever-changing moves, Dark Fragrance Linghan." Lan Qiao's calm voice came from behind: "Follow me, you don't want An Xiao Hanquan to regret it, right?"

"This is natural." Hua Yuxi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Lan Qiao holding a sheathed sword, taking odd steps, and making a weird sword move.

It's a bit funny to say that this posture was performed by Lan Qiao, because it is more like the dance posture that Hua Yuxi just performed to express the image of plum blossoms.

He rotated lightly, and the flowing light sword formed five sword shadows around his body, just like the five petals of a winter plum. They were still shaking slightly in the air, like plum blossoms dancing in the wind, making people feel as if just looking at them from a distance gave rise to a faint fragrance.

A lingering feeling in the nose.

"This is the second move, camellia looking at the moon." Lanqiao changed his moves, and the tip of the sword shook out four or five complicated and dense sword flowers. They all first went out horizontally, and then moved up, just like the camellias all over the mountains and fields, looking up together.

The bright moon in the sky.

"The third pose is Narcissus. The fourth pose is the beginning of daphne blooming. The fifth pose is orchid weeping dew." The blue bridge changes one after another. Sometimes the steps are frivolous as if they are weak, sometimes they rise into the air, and sometimes they move forward step by step.

Oh, the sheathed shining sword in his hand has also undergone various amazing changes, but they all coincide with the image characteristics of each kind of flower, as well as Hua Yuxi's dancing posture just now.

"The eleventh position, the garden is full of spring scenery... The fifteenth position, the thousand-leaf roses... The twenty-second position, the national beauty of the city of God... The twenty-fourth position, falling neem leaves." When Lan Qiao held the two

After using all the fourteen sword techniques, Hua Yuxi opened her mouth half-open and could not say a word for a long time. It was not until Lan Qiao came over and patted her that she slowly recovered from the shock: "This set of twenty-four flowers

Xin's swordsmanship was... created by you?"

Lan Qiao smiled and shook his head: "I can only say that the 'form' is, and the meaning is taken from your dance just now. I am creating these sword moves for you based on the 'meaning' in your dance. Now you have both form, mind and spirit."

, your set of Rose Variety will no longer become a display on a bookshelf, or a collection that is mortgaged to others."

"But I just danced casually, don't take it seriously." Hua Yuxi said in shock.

"The more casually you do it, the more it comes from your heart." Lan Qiao held her shoulders with both hands and said seriously: "Don't belittle yourself. Even if you dance casually, you are still the king of the field of dance.

.Your dancing skills have already reached the state of peering into the heavens. Once all things reach this state, they are all connected. The masters of the past have enlightened through chess, some through calligraphy and painting, and some through tides, wind and snow.

Those who are enlightened to the Tao, since everything can enter the Tao, why can't you dance to the Tao?"

He handed the flowing sword into Hua Yuxi's hand and said: "Using a sword is like dancing. You practice the sword moves I demonstrated just now according to the artistic conception of dancing to me just now. Of course, I can't dance, but I just

I'm just trying to inspire you, and when you understand the true meaning, you will be a hundred times more powerful and beautiful than the sword technique I just demonstrated. Remember, I didn't do anything, I just made you understand yourself better."

"Sir..." Hua Yuxi was so moved that her eyes almost filled with tears. She hugged Lan Qiao again and cried on his shoulder, "Sir... why are you so nice to the slave family?"

"Do you want to repay your kindness again?" Lan Qiao said with a smile, "Then practice this Rose Variety Skill well, and don't let down An Xiaohan's expectations, and of course, my expectations."

Hua Yuxi nodded obediently, and once again put all her obsessions behind her, she danced gracefully in the warm tent, combining her swords with each other, practicing the twenty-four sword techniques originally created by Lan Qiao for her.

Lan Qiao pointed out the details of her moves from time to time, and was ten times more patient than when he taught Chen Yuheng. Then he told her the details of each move, the preparation before the move, the follow-up moves and other changes. When she met Hua Yuxi

Lan Qiao even demonstrated the moves that were difficult to understand for a while, sometimes mirroring the same moves with her, and sometimes acting as her opponent temporarily to help her figure out the secrets of the moves.

Hua Yuxi regained her energy. Although she had no time to consolidate her proficiency, she finally memorized all the routines demonstrated by Lan Qiao.

When she memorized all the moves, the sky began to light up.

Lan Qiao breathed a long sigh of relief, and the night finally passed. He looked at Hua Yuxi, who was also exhausted, and touched her hair lovingly: "Is the medicine supposed to be over now?"

Hua Yuxi nodded, opened the corner of the warm tent, and looked at the cloud-covered but slightly white sky: "It's time to send out troops soon. I'm fine now. Don't worry, sir."

When she said this, she felt happy and resentful at the same time, and maybe even she herself couldn't explain why.

Is the relationship between her and him just like the sky at dawn, suppressed by thick clouds but slightly shining with light? And when the rising sun rises in the east, where will they go?
Chapter completed!