Liu Shengsheng laughed loudly and said: "It's a lie when you hear it. It's something that goes against your heart. If you want to take revenge on me, why didn't you take away the eldest son instead of the little girl?"
Xiruo smiled and said: "Don't think I don't know, you love Xiaoshan the most. If she leaves, it will hurt you more than others."
Liu Shengsheng drank a glass of wine, stuffed the piece of osmanthus cake in his mouth, and listened quietly to the sound of the wind blowing through the broad-leaf trees. After a long time, he said: "I betrothed Xiaoshan to the crown prince of Yinsha, and
It is not entirely due to political considerations. In terms of cultural and political skills, the prince is a top-notch person. He is also the inheritor of Taixu Palace. In time, he will definitely be the number one person in Qingzhou. Gongsun Xingxing is a bit more romantic.
But if you are not romantic, you will waste your youth. Wasn’t it the same when I was young?"
Xiruo smiled, said nothing, and allowed Liu Yisheng to hold her in his arms. Only she knew in her heart that even if the woman was extremely enlightened and generous, she did not want anyone to share the love of others with her.
A heart was given to him without adulteration, but he divided it into several parts and only gave one to himself. I'm afraid there is no such unfair deal in the world.
…
Miao Kong'er did not return to the palace, but fled to a beach not far to the west of Jiuyao City. There was a wooden house on the shore. There were more than ten banana plants growing behind the house. The wooden door faced the vast expanse of blue waves, and the sea breeze blew by.
, the banana tree rustled, and the wooden door also creaked. The two sounds together were really disturbing in the quiet night.
She was still five feet away from the wooden door when she heard an extremely cold female voice coming from the house.
"Who hurt you?"
Miao Kong'er's face turned pale and she whispered: "My disciple is incompetent."
The wooden door of the house suddenly opened, and a nun in dark purple cassock walked out of the house. She looked to be only about twenty-five years old, with a graceful and luxurious face, an exquisite body, and a handsome beauty. If not,
With no hair on her head and a cassock on her body, no one would associate her with outsiders. If Chen Yunsheng saw the nun at this moment, he would definitely despise his master, because judging from Fei Yunzi's title,
From the beginning to the end, he thought that Hong Fu Lao Ni was an old nun, so that the wrinkles on her face were like chrysanthemums and her stature was as stooped as a dwarf.
The woman's eyes were filled with fear and she said coldly: "Who hurt you?"
Miaokong'er sighed softly and said: "The disciple will naturally take care of that person, so there is no need for the master to worry about it."
Hong Fu said angrily: "Do you want me to ask you a third time?"
Miao Kong'er murmured: "Wu Nian from Chongfa Temple."
Hongfu snorted and said: "That old monk Tianyuan actually has such a good disciple. Let me meet him as a master someday. Has that person seen your junior sister tonight?"
Miao Kong'er shook his head and said, "No."
"Did you use the golden body in the imperial city?" Hong Fu asked next.
Miaokong'er was shocked, paused, and said honestly: "The disciples chased them out and fought with them in a forest more than a thousand miles northeast of Jiuyao."
Hong Fufeng looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Why are you chasing me out? Didn't I tell you that you can only move within a thirty-foot radius around Qingnuan Pavilion?"
Miao Kong'er raised her empty eyes and said numbly: "Master, please punish me. This disciple was furious for a moment."
"After you have avenged one move, go to the deserted and lonely place by yourself and practice the fifty years of bitter meditation."
Miaokong'er felt like he was being pardoned, nodded and said softly: "Disciple accepts the order."
…
As soon as he returned to Chen's pharmacy, Chen Yunsheng revised two letters and asked Yu Chixue to take them back, one to Li Tiezui and one to Zhuge Jingyu, asking them to come to Jinsha to help. It took him ten days to recover and be with Miao Kong'er.
The blood essence and blood lost in the war, with the help of Han Feng's Shiquan Dabu Pills made from various herbal medicines every now and then, not only the body recovered, but also the lost spiritual energy, soul power and magnetism were restored to the original. These ten
For several days, he devoted himself to studying the power and strength of Qingyun Sword Technique in the house, so it was not in vain.
When Wu Nian met Han Feng for the first time, they exchanged pleasantries like no other. Compared to others, there was more love between him and Han Feng. He remembered that they had shared hardships and sorrows outside Sunset Pass, and this time they met, they felt even more passionate.
There were so many surprises that even Wu Nian sighed that his fate with the Tianqiong Sect was really quite deep.
Compared to Han Feng's enthusiasm, Le Xiang is much calmer. The young monk's purpose in coming here is not without purpose. After this matter is over, I'm afraid there are more important things waiting for Chen Yunsheng to deal with. If this is the case, I'm afraid everyone in the Tianqiong Sect will
No monk could escape his involvement, and after all the calculations of cause and effect, he would inevitably have to be involved in it and spend a lot of effort. This was the last thing he wanted to see.
It's midsummer, and you can only feel a bit of coolness after nightfall in Jinsha Kingdom. The leaves of several small camphor trees in the yard are rustling in the wind. Under the tree, Chen Yunsheng is holding the Qilin Slash alone, comprehending the Qingyun Sword Technique.
The third form, "Ten Knives".
The names of the sword styles in Qingyun Sword Art are all very concise. For example, the first style is called "Ping Feng", the second style is "Double Cut", and the third style "Ten Swords", as the name suggests, is to cut the unicorn by one point.
The method of ten. Among the eight postures, except for the last one, which has a more elegant name, the rest are mostly named after the number of swords and their momentum. After "ten swords" is "hundred blades", and then "qiangang".
After reaching the extreme in quantity, it is time to improve in quality. The next two moves are "Zangzhuo" and "Mountain", which means that the sword is as heavy as a mountain. The last move is "Guan Yun", which is purely about using
The artistic conception of the sword cannot be understood by Chen Yunsheng's current state.
Chen Yunsheng believes that this Qingyun Sword Technique is not a specific and subtle method, but more like an extremely large and simple overview. It talks about the use of swords, such as how to control the sword, how to form fractals, how to hide clumsiness, and how to increase the strength of the sword.
These things are indispensable in any sword art, but no sword art book is as detailed and elegant as this one. It is as detailed as how to use each knife and how to exhale each breath, but it is not as detailed as Feng Ming.
The specific moves in the sword technique.
He often thought that if those two short daggers could be transformed into his own destiny, and the moves in Fengming Sword Jue could be performed using the techniques elaborated in Qingyun Sword Jue, the power would be greatly increased. And the master of Qingyun Knife Jue, back then,
Chihui must also have other sword skills to complement her.
While practicing his swordplay under a tree, Chen Yunsheng heard the sound of wind behind him. He was so startled that he turned around quickly, but there was no one there. He saw only a note on the ground. The night wind was strong at the moment, but it could not move the note at all. He
He leaned over and picked up the note, only to see a few words scrawled on it, "It's the night of Yin, I'm going to the Qingnuan Pavilion in the imperial city, you are the only one, I hope you will not let me down."
Chen Yunsheng felt hot in his heart. He floated into the air and looked around. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. The lights in the nearby houses were all out. There was no trace of a human being anywhere. At first, he thought of the people from the Liu Xiaoshan sect, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but
The back of his neck felt cold. With his soul that surpassed that of the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal and his exquisite Yuan Magnetic Skill, he could not detect someone within three feet of him. Moreover, he had laid several layers of concealment around the Chen Family Pharmacy.
The magic circle will be opened at night, and it is more difficult to enter it silently than to reach the sky. This person must not be from Liu Xiaoshan. If she can mobilize such a master, there is no need to worry about being trapped in a small room.
After falling to the ground, Chen Yunsheng sat under the tree thoughtfully, hesitating whether to go or not. At this moment, Wu Nian walked out of the house, came to Chen Yunsheng with a cautious expression, and whispered: "I felt an extremely weak wave just now.
The force came through the yard, did you feel it?"
Chen Yunsheng shook his head and handed the note to the young monk.
After Wu Nian glanced at it, he asked: "Go or not?"
Chen Yunsheng stood up and said: "Go. If the person who sneaked in just now wants to take my head, I'm afraid the person talking to you now is a ghost."
Wu Nian nodded and stopped talking. Although his face was calm, his heart was full of turmoil. Even his master might not be able to come and go so gently. He vaguely felt that if that person's heart
With bad intentions, I'm afraid these people's heads will be moved tonight.
"The three-layer magic circle in the courtyard seems not to be activated?" the young monk asked.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "That's true."
"Let me make some small changes. Even if that person has no ill intentions, I don't want to live in a dangerous nest."
Chen Yunsheng was stunned and said: "Are you also proficient in formations?"
Wu Nian smiled and said, "I know a little bit. If the three-layer magic circle here is correct, according to the distribution of the three talents, there is still ten feet underground in the front hall and back house. When the three talents magic circle is activated, safety can be guaranteed within a radius of twenty feet."
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "Master has clearly understood everything. Since you have understood the formation pivot, it is time to add some restrictions to prevent what happened tonight from happening again."
Wu Nian said: "That's exactly what I mean. But the title of Master really doesn't suit my ears, so just call me Wu Nian."
Chen Yunsheng nodded and stopped talking.
It was still an hour before Yinshi, and it was still too early to go to the imperial city. He simply went to the center of the magic circle in the front hall with Wu Nian. The center of the circle was next to the corridor leading from the front hall to the back house. When he passed by and entered the house for the first time,
Chen Yunsheng's consciousness glanced over it inadvertently, with a trace of relief on his face.
In the first courtyard lived Xue Li, Fang Minglan, Ye Sihan, Han Feng, Xu Bailu and some low-level Tianqiong sect disciples. Although it was late at night and cold, no one was sleeping soundly. Xue Li and Ye Sihan were breathing heavily.
Adjusting the breath, Fang Minglan drew talismans, Han Feng was doing something unknown, and occasionally a wisp of black smoke came out of his house, while Xu Bailu was holding a sword. He could feel a ray of sword energy coming from the west.
came from the wing room.
At this moment, more than twenty days have passed since Chen Yunsheng passed the sword to him. Although Xu Bailu is still unable to practice the Fenchen sword, the sword style in the Dengfeng Sword Code has already reached 20%.
For a swordsman who practices hard, it cannot be said that he has made rapid progress. Chen Yunsheng secretly sighed that when God limits a person's talent, he must also give him another talent. Thinking of the height that Xu Bailu may reach in the swordsmanship in the future, he suddenly
I think of Gu Jian, who was elegantly dressed in white on Taibai Peak. Twenty-five years have passed since his death.