Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Junior brother, where is your Yue-breaking knife?"
Li Muchan looked at the Bishui Knife: "Here he is."
"Why not use the Yue Duan Dao?" Wen Yinyue asked.
Li Muchan raised his head and smiled: "The Duan Yue Sword is too conspicuous, and it is easy to reveal your identity. Once your identity is revealed, it will be a big trouble."
Military martial arts are not allowed to be spread to civilian martial arts. This is an absolute prohibition. Anyone who violates this will be severely punished by the military, without exception.
In the hundreds of years since the founding of the Dayan Dynasty, no one has been able to violate this military ban and survive. Not only will the person who revealed the secret die, but everyone involved will be eradicated. It is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go.
"Yeah." Wen Yinyue nodded.
The two of them glanced at each other, but had nothing to say. They were a little embarrassed. The sound of needles dropping could be heard in the hall, and the distant sounds of the inner disciples practicing martial arts could be heard outside.
Li Muchan looked at the Bishui Knife again and shook it slightly. The blade of the knife trembled and buzzed, as if a dragon was hiding in it, meandering and stretching, and the trembling contained inexplicable power.
Li Muchan's senses were keen and he realized that this sword was indeed extraordinary and seemed to have its own soul.
"Senior sister, who was the previous owner of this blue water sword?" Li Muchan asked.
Wen Yinyue said: "Two hundred years ago, a fierce god appeared in the martial arts world. He kills people like grass. Regardless of whether he is good or bad, it all depends on his likes and dislikes. The master took action to eliminate evil in the martial arts world. After killing this person and getting this sword, it seems that he also has a set of sword skills."
"Sword skills?" Li Muchan became interested.
Although he understood the Duanyue Sword Technique, he only realized it on his own and could not do it accurately. He had not truly learned the sword technique systematically, so he could not be considered to be good at it.
He had always wanted to find a good sword technique and learn it, and maybe he could further his understanding of the Duan Yue sword technique, but he was too busy with the world to care about it.
Wen Yinyue said: "That man's sword skills are excellent. It's a pity that we, the disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect, don't practice sword skills, so we can only put him away in the closet."
Just as he was talking, Master Zhuzhao came in, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "How about this knife?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "What a sword! It's like a dragon's hidden treasure, with huge power."
"It seems that this knife has found its owner." Master Zhu Zhao took out a thin silk book from his sleeve with a smile. It had about ten pages and was already yellowed. He handed it to him: "This is the blue water knife."
He had a very fierce reputation back then, so take a look at this Blue Water Sword Manual."
Li Muchan took the sword manual and flipped through it, frowning. He found that this set of sword techniques was so mysterious and profound that he couldn't understand it for a moment.
Master Zhuzhao said with a bright smile: "The sword skills are consistent with the Blue Water Sword. Maybe you can become famous as the Blue Water Sword again."
"Then with Master's good words, I will make a name for myself as a blue water sword." Li Muchan raised his head and said with a smile.
"It couldn't be better." Master Zhuzhao said with a full smile.
The Canghai Sword Sect does not learn swordsmanship. This is known to the whole world. If Li Muchan could become famous for his swordsmanship, he would be able to cut off his ties with the Canghai Swordsmanship. This would help to protect his identity and would be more effective than putting on makeup.
Li Muchan lowered his head and looked through the sword manual again, frowning. After all, the sword technique and the sword technique were different. The Duan Yue sword technique he had learned at the beginning was only the intention of the sword, but not the real sword style.
Since the Duanyue Sword Technique, he has never learned any advanced sword technique. When he looked at the Bishui Knife Technique, he didn't quite understand it. The sword technique and the sword technique were indeed different.
Just like the various disciplines in later generations, even if they look similar, when they are actually studied, they are separated by mountains, making it difficult to know at a glance.
Each set of exquisite sword skills is the essence of hundreds of years of wisdom from previous generations. Even if the smartest person wants to learn it instantly, it is unrealistic.
"What, you can't understand?" Master Zhuzhao asked with a smile.
Li Muchan raised his head and said with a wry smile: "It's such a profound sword technique, some disciples don't quite understand it!"
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "Well, that's it. Then let Yin Yue teach you. She is good at all kinds of weapons."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Master, you should teach me personally."
"I have specialized in swordsmanship and palm skills all my life, but I am not good at swordsmanship." Master Zhu Zhao said with a pursed lips.
Li Muchan didn't believe it, shook his head and said, "Where did senior sister learn her sword skills?"
"This is Yin Yue's adventure." Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile, looking at Wen Yin Yue: "This little girl is lucky. She saved an old man when she went down the mountain, and she passed on a set of sword skills, which are also exquisite.
Unparalleled, not inferior to our Nine Swords of the Sea."
"That's it..." Li Muchan looked at Wen Yinyue in surprise.
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "I haven't used it for many years, and I have almost forgotten this sword technique."
Master Zhuzhao said with a smile: "I saw you practicing a while ago...Yinyue, is it possible that you want to hide your secrets and don't want to teach Zhanran?"
"Master!" Wen Yinyue glanced at Master Zhuzhao.
Master Zhu Zhao chuckled: "Then there's nothing to be embarrassed about!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Master, let's forget it. Senior sister has not recovered yet. I will slowly understand it. If not, go down the mountain and find a sword master to spar."
"Yinyue, what do you think?" Master Zhuzhao looked at Wen Yinyue with a smile.
Wen Yinyue pondered for a moment and nodded lightly: "Okay, I will teach my disciple."
"That couldn't be better!" Master Zhuzhao exclaimed, stroking his palms.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know which song Master was singing. He insisted on teasing her and her senior sister. How could she not see the awkwardness between the two?!
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"Okay, I won't disturb you. Just stay here. The power of the Blue Water Sword Technique is quite powerful. Don't underestimate it, brat!" Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and said with a smile.
"Yes, Master." Li Muchan replied listlessly.
"I don't know what's wrong!" Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look and turned around and walked out of the hall.
There were only two people left in the hall, looking at each other with a bit of embarrassment. After a long silence, Li Muchan smiled: "Sister, I have to trouble you again."
"Yeah." Wen Yinyue nodded lightly.
Li Muchan said: "There are many things I don't understand about this set of sword techniques. Senior sister, please help me take a look."
His voice was calm, calm, and cordial, as if he was talking to a good friend, but it also conveyed a hint of alienation. Outsiders couldn't tell, but Wen Yinyue could feel it.
She also pretended to be nonchalant and said calmly: "Well, let me take a look."
She took the knife manual, read it twice, then returned it to him, stretched out her hand and said: "Bring the knife, I will practice it again, and we can learn from each other."
Li Muchan handed over the blue water knife, and Wen Yinyue took it. Their fingers touched, and Wen Yinyue's eyes flashed, but her face was calm.
As soon as Li Muchan touched her cool onion fingers, a tingling sensation shot up to his hand like an electric current. He instantly froze up and hurriedly retracted his palm.
Wen Yinyue shook the blade of the sword as if nothing had happened, and there was a soft "buzz" sound. The cold air suddenly rose sharply, and the surrounding area suddenly became colder.
Most people wouldn't notice the abnormality, it wasn't very obvious, but Li Muchan was keen, but he could detect it clearly, and secretly admired the sharpness of the knife.
Wen Yinyue made a gentle stroke, and a clear spring appeared on his chest. It was green and green, making people want to stretch out their hands and scoop it up to their mouths to sip.
"Good sword skills!" Li Muchan praised.
Wen Yin Yue Man said: "The Blue Water Sword Technique is extremely soft and yin, using force like water, and letting nature take its course. If he is strong, he will be strong, if he is fast, he will be fast, follow him, and then suppress it to overcome it."
Li Muchan nodded slowly, looked at her sword style, and nodded slowly.
Wen Yinyue only practiced eight swords, and then stood up with her sword put away. Her whole body seemed to be emitting a faint light, as if bathed in a clear glow.
Li Muchan has already imprinted it into his mind, and he has carefully studied these eight sword techniques. The more he ponders, the more mysterious they become.
He has never been exposed to sword techniques, so naturally he can't tell at a glance. Wen Yinyue has practiced sword techniques, and his sword skills are extremely profound. Looking at other sword techniques, he knows everything.
As soon as Li Muchan saw this stance, he understood that although the blue water sword technique was strong, it was inferior to the sword technique practiced by his senior sister, otherwise he would not have learned it so easily.
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Wen Yinyue reached out and handed over the blue water sword: "Junior brother, sword skills are easy to learn but hard to master. The key is to follow them with spirit, energy and spirit. The sword is a gentleman, as agile as a dragon, and can change in no way. The sword is the tyrant, splitting everything, and unparalleled in strength.
If you don’t have the will to cut off everything, you will never be able to use the sword well."
Li Muchan nodded slowly, with some realization: "Hegemon, split everything."
Wen Yinyue said: "Junior brother must have memorized my eight postures. Let's practice them."
Li Muchan took the blue water knife and waved it slowly. The clear light flickered, like a clear spring looming around it. It was really wonderful.
He performed it very slowly, like an old cow pulling a horse.
But Wen Yinyue nodded, secretly praising that the junior brother was indeed a genius. He only saw one of his own performances, but he could understand its essence. This understanding was far inferior to his own!
Li Muchan performed it once, and then performed it a second time, slowly, like Tai Chi in later generations, flowing like clouds and flowing water, continuous and smooth and natural.
Then, he performed it a third time, each time stronger than the last.
Wen Yinyue nodded, suddenly pulled out the Dragon Song Sword and attacked, the sword's light was like lightning.
"Well done!" Li Muchan laughed loudly, generously and boldly, and looked like a different person.
He waved his sword to meet the sword light, "Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A series of sword clashing sounds continued, and the two of them made more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.
Wen Yinyue retreated suddenly and shook her head: "The traces of your swordsmanship are still there, it's not possible."
Li Muchan nodded, and then used the eight sword techniques, which were slow and heavy, as difficult as being in a quagmire, as if the sword was carrying a huge force.
Wen Yinyue nodded. The junior brother's understanding was indeed astonishing, and he had gained another level of understanding of the green water sword technique.
Li Muchan practiced it several times, and Wen Yinyue swung his sword to attack again, with another ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.
Li Muchan nodded, and then practiced the Eight-Stage Blue Water Sword Technique, but saw the light of the sword swaying, like a lake swaying slightly in the sun, and it was heavy.
After practicing it more than a dozen times, Wen Yinyue swung her sword to attack again.
Repeatedly, from early morning to noon, and from noon to evening, Wen Yinyue could always find the shortcomings of his sword skills, so Li Muchan practiced eight styles of sword skills.
Using this method, Li Muchan's sword skills improved by leaps and bounds, far better than his own hard training.