The girl's soft and clear voice continued: "If you are really bored and lonely, put the Huangliang pillow more conspicuously, so that more people will come to Huangliang World to practice swordsmanship, and they can also talk to you."
"It's so well hidden, why don't you blame the few people who come here." Fu Zhu complained softly.
The man quibbled: "Huang Liang Zhen only appears in front of destined people. Wherever it appears, it is random and no one can control it."
Unless the person who originally set this rule changes his mind.
But the man was dead.
The man suddenly felt a little depressed.
And he doesn't appear in front of everyone, but the girl's swordsmanship is really amazing.
Fu Zhu listened to the man's quibbling voice and turned from confident to lonely. She didn't know why.
But it had nothing to do with her. She looked up and said in a voiceless voice, "I'm leaving."
The man tried to persuade him to stay: "Aren't you even interested in practicing swordsmanship in dreams?" It was obvious that in his time, countless people were pursuing him to learn the magical skill of practicing swordsmanship in dreams. It's just that maybe he didn't know how to teach his disciples, and in the end no one learned it, so he had no choice but to create the Huangliang Pillow.
Fu Zhu waved his hand and said calmly: "It's just like practicing swordsmanship in a dream."
"It's good that I've experienced it."
The man was stunned by the free and easy attitude of the girl in green, and he couldn't help but reflect, why weren't people of that era as thorough as her?
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the girl in green clothes about to leave, and called out urgently: "I still have something to say." The girl stopped when she heard the sound, and the man had a happy smile on his face.
Fu Zhu turned around, hugged his sword across his chest, and asked with interest: "Can you finish what you are saying?"
The man said honestly: "Yes."
He sat upright, the corner of his purple clothes swaying slightly. The next moment, the person appeared in front of Fu Zhu, with a resentful tone, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
"It's okay anyway, why don't you just listen to what I have to say."
"Cultivating Taoism and practicing swordsmanship should be relaxed and moderate, and there should be no rush."
The purple light shimmered, dazzling people's minds, but Fu Zhu's mind was clear. She said sternly: "You can talk, stop preaching."
How to practice the sword is her business and has nothing to do with anyone else.
Wisteria Flower was a little aggrieved, so she said, "Okay."
He became serious and spoke concisely: "I want to teach you Huangliang swordsmanship."
"I have been in this Huangliang world for countless years, and I have met many juniors with excellent swordsmanship, but none of them are as good as you." Zitenghua is very honest.
The girl in green clothes smiled lightly and her eyebrows were as curved as the moon: "Thank you for the compliment."
The man was delighted and raised his eyebrows slightly, "When are you going to learn my Huangliang swordsmanship?"
Those people who didn't learn it before must be because they were too stupid. The girl in front of him looked like a smart person. Maybe, oh no, she would definitely be able to learn his Huangliang swordsmanship.
Fu Zhu glanced at him doubtfully: "When did I say I wanted to learn your swordsmanship?"
She only practices lead sword and her own sword.
In the trial competition, she actually learned many sword techniques, but she never practiced them.
Naturally, she would not learn the Huangliang swordsmanship of the man in front of her.
It’s okay to observe.
After all, Huangliang swordsmanship has never been heard of in today's world of cultivation, so it would be good to open your eyes.
Fu Zhu told the man this idea, and he hesitated for a while before agreeing. Maybe the girl changed her mind after reading it?
The man stretched out his hand and said calmly, "Lend me a sword."
Fu Zhu: "..." You don't even have a sword. How can you be a sword cultivator and teach swordsmanship to others? So you still took off Shuang Xueming from your waist and handed it over.
The man held Shuang Xueming in his hand, but his eyes were on the other sword on the girl's waist, and he whispered softly: "Why are you so stingy? You are reluctant to lend me the Wu Xi Sword."
Fu Zhu felt a little short of breath, glared at the man, took off the Wu Xi Sword and threw it to him.
The man's face was as bright as clouds, and he explained: "I don't dislike your sword, it's just that I really want to use the Wuxi Sword." Of course, her sword is indeed not as good as the Wuxi Sword. This is a fact. .
It's a pity that the previous owner of Wuxi Sword was a stingy man and would never lend him the sword. The man died, the sword was obtained by a girl, and now there was finally a chance.
Fu Zhu ignored his words, and his eyes fell on the man's hand without blinking. He should not be able to pull out this sword.
He was thinking more about it. How did he know it was the Wuxi Sword before the sword was unsheathed? He had seen this scabbard before.
Sure enough, the man drew his sword and found that the scabbard was tightly sealed. He suddenly fainted and said, "What a stingy guy."
Even if a person dies, he will not let others use his sword.
The man reluctantly returned the sword to the talisman and picked up the original sword.
The sword is as clear as water, reflecting the color of wisteria flowers.
He hadn't held a sword for a long time, and it felt a little strange. But once he held the sword, he naturally used the swordsmanship he once had.
Punching, cutting and washing, cloud hanging and smoothing are extremely skillful and smooth.
When there is thunder, it is like condensed clear light.
Fu Zhu looked at it with fascination. Her Shuang Xue Ming was a very cold sword, very sharp. When she held it in her hand, it was like snow falling on the earth, light but cold.
In the man's hand, the clear waves condense and light, which means great freedom.
"How about it, wouldn't it be good to learn my Huangliang swordsmanship?" He handed over the sword with one hand.
Fu Zhu slowly shook his head, "I don't want to learn."
In fact, she has already read it, but she has not yet understood the meaning of the sword.
Fu Zhu stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and said seriously: "I'm leaving."
After thinking for a while, she added: "There will be people coming here later."
Sanqing hasn’t come here yet.
The man didn't know what she meant. He only said that she was talking about the next destined person in vain. He looked lonely and said, "Then we have to wait until what year and month!"
But the girl clearly didn't want to stay any longer, so he couldn't force her. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go."
As expected, the girl in green didn't even look back.
There was a little girl in black clothes in the mountains, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand, with yellow feathers on her head. She muttered: "The big bird clearly said that the talisman bead is here, why can't I find it?"
"If it lies to me, I will definitely pluck its feathers when I go back and make soup for the talisman beads!"
The little girl suddenly stopped, made a trumpet-like gesture with her hands, and shouted to the sky, "Fu beads! Fu beads! Are you there?"
"It doesn't seem to be here."
The green bamboo poked the ground heavily, showing the little girl's irritability.
She scratched her hair, her round eyes full of confusion. How can I find the talisman beads? It was all the fault of the dead bird. She couldn't explain clearly. It was so big here, where could she find it?
Sanqing was a little tired from walking, so he sat down on the ground, then lay down on his side, put his ear to the ground, and listened to the sound of the ground, but naturally he heard nothing.
Sanqing straightened his back and looked at the muddy water in front of him. There was a frog croaking. He grabbed a handful of soil and threw it towards it.
It was so noisy.
I was upset because I couldn't find the talisman beads, but the frog kept croaking.
The little frog was frightened by the soil, croaked, and jumped onto another round leaf to avoid appearing in front of the irritable little girl in black.
Sanqing sighed, climbed up with the support of the green bamboo, and continued to look for the talisman beads. It's just that the place is full of green, and Fu Zhu wears blue clothes. It's easy for her to be dazzled and mistake a tree or a wisteria for a girl, and she ends up being happy in vain.
(End of chapter)
