The water bath clears people, the phoenix is noisy and the snow reflects.
The sword roars in the orange forest.
Qin Xian was a little dazzled. She didn't know whether she was captured by this sword skill or by the beauty.
In Liang Lusheng's opinion, it was naturally the former. After all, he said he didn't like her, and she believed him.
Liang Lusheng rolled his eyes, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Qin Xian's arm and said, "Follow me!"
"Where to go? And what exactly is this..." Qin Xian wanted to ask more, but the girl didn't listen and dragged him away.
Walking through the orange grove in Mahuali, I ran to the stream where Qin Xian usually fished carp.
The stream has frozen into ice, and the leaves at the foot of Ding Mountain have basically fallen off, leaving only the bare trees carrying a thin layer of white snow.
"How do you know this place?" Qin Xian asked.
"An annoying spirit brought me here to fish. It was boring. They were just ordinary carps with no aura at all." Liang Lusheng pouted and complained.
Then he threw his hand away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's get down to business, look, the stream is frozen now, just in time for you to see what the soul of the sword is!"
Liang Lusheng held his sword across his chest, suddenly let out a soft drink, and stabbed the frozen water with his sword.
The floating snow on the water seemed to be swept away by this sword, revealing the crystal clear ice.
A finger-width hole slowly opened, and a black carp jumped out, followed by a second, a third... a total of seven black carps jumped out.
"How is it? Isn't it amazing?" Liang Lusheng asked with the corner of his mouth raised.
Qin Xian nodded.
She repeated her words very slowly: "It's amazing!"
"This is what I want. Qiwu understands me and understands me, so when I want carps with my sword, he brings carps. But I only want one, but he brings seven. This is his own decision, Uncle Gao This is its own decision. Observing swords is like observing people! Whether it is Qi Sword or Yi Sword, what you practice is actually another version of yourself!"
Liang Lusheng was very proud when he said this. Being a teacher is really a sense of accomplishment! I'm sorry, Uncle Gao, I'll lend you your words, hehe.
He turned to look at Qin Xian and was stunned for a moment. Seeing him staring at the carp on the ice with a solemn expression, he thought he was confused.
I couldn't help but wonder if it was too profound for him to understand... So he said in a relaxed tone: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I didn't understand at the time, but when you think of your shovel as another self, or even your own child, teach it carefully. , you will understand in time!"
Qin Xian lowered her eyes, shook her head blankly for a moment, "These fish can still be eaten..."
"ah?"
Liang Lusheng was stunned at first, and then felt like he was going to die of anger.
"I'm teaching you how to raise a sword soul, but you're here thinking about eating!?"
In my mind, it seems that among the four major futility efforts in this world, "carving out rotten wood" is the first.
As he spoke, he bit his lips angrily, then gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to learn or not? If not, I can leave?"
Qin Xian suddenly became at a loss and stammered: "Well...I...learn! Wait until I pick up the fish."
Liang Lusheng somewhat understood why the two gentlemen from Beixue, whether it was the second gentleman or the fourth gentleman, were gentle-tempered and could not express their emotions or anger.
There are probably quite a few disciples like this. If they don't maintain a good temperament, they will be pissed to death.
"Hurry up!" Liang Lusheng tilted her head and stared at Qin Xian with a pair of eyes as clear as amber.
Qin Xian turned around and met the girl's eyes. Such pure pupils had really only been seen on a newborn fawn.
But at this moment, the eyes of this clear-eyed deer were almost burning!
A voice came from the abyss, extremely cold.
"I'm counting to three! One...two..."
Qin Xian, who lowered her head to pick up the fish, felt like a knife was on her neck. She quickly picked up the last one and climbed to the shore using her hands and feet.
He took a long breath and said, "Okay, here we come."
"Put the fish down!"
Seeing Qin Xian placing the fish one by one in the snow, she gave him a big smile with great satisfaction and said happily: "You can teach me!"
…
Qin Xian looked at the girl who turned around faster than turning the page in a book. Secretly thinking: This girl is extremely beautiful, but her temper is too fickle. I can't help but worry about the vision and future of Mo Qijia and Song Qian.
He likes to be quiet, appearance is secondary, as long as he is kind and quiet, he doesn't like noisy.
It was really unbearable for him to look like this.
"Ahem...concentrate, don't be in a daze anymore." Liang Lusheng reminded.
"The Sword Scripture of Sword Enlightenment will be passed on to you and me below. It is not allowed to be passed on to outsiders!" Liang Lusheng said sternly.
Qin Xian nodded and sat upright.
"There are six moves in total! Look carefully, the first sword, Green Yin Spring End!"
The dagger in Liang Lusheng's hand stabbed forward lightly, like a green branch still carrying the fragrance of new buds. Suddenly the sword edge turned and dragged the ground, from bottom to top, and slanted out.
Qin Xian felt a faint heat wave hit her face with this sword, just like the hot summer sun, exposed to the sun!
"The second sword, Feixu Luoxiang!"
The sword edge seemed to be inexplicably attracted to Liang Lusheng as he rotated, and Qin Xian was also dragged forward.
"The third sword, one inch of crazy heart!"
Liang Lusheng tapped his toes, flew up in a circle, and struck the ground with his sword from top to bottom.
"The fourth sword, Xiang Hengbojue!"
Then he used the tip of the sword to hit the ground and bounced back, straightened up, and slashed horizontally with the sword.
"The fifth sword, draw a curtain to cover up!"
Liang Lusheng cut off a horizontal slash with his sword. He twisted his waist, turned his palm over, held the hilt of the sword behind his back, and stabbed forward with the hilt. It was the same move that injured Qin Xian before.
"The sixth sword, the moon is in the garden of flowers!"
The sword in Liang Lusheng's hand suddenly spun in a strange posture. Liang Lusheng also supported the ground with one hand and kicked the ground with her feet, appearing opposite her. Qin Xian didn't see clearly how she turned around, but she suddenly appeared on the opposite side. , a sword thrust upwards, the dagger trembled slightly, and the sword screamed and shocked the mountains!
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The winter snow gradually melted as the temperature rose in the past few days, and the ground in Zuzhou returned to its previous dryness. However, deep in the ruins of Ding Mountain, the cold wind still blew against the face and the ground was slippery.
Liang Lusheng fell in love with the feeling of being a teacher, especially teaching a stupid student.
You can't even drive them away.
It has been four or five days, and Qin Xian has only mastered the first sword.
Especially his shovel seemed to be completely incompatible with the artistic conception of the "Six Yao Sword Sutra".
Congratulations, standing in the distance, looking hatefully at Qin Xian, who was taught by the beauty herself, and became very angry. I was worried about his safety, and finally escaped from the little girl in yellow, so I hurriedly went to look for him. But luckily, he was learning swordsmanship from a girl by the stream. His leisurely look almost made me angry to death.
Although Qin Xian gave herself a medicine god's coin and her finger healed, she was still deeply disgusted by his behavior of focusing on sex over friends.
I found out that I had stolen it that day. No, it was a small hand stove that I had robbed. I had been studying it for a long time in the past few days, but I didn't know what it was used for. I thought I had made a mistake and it was just an ordinary small hand stove.
Suddenly, a figure walked slowly behind him in the deep forest. The next moment, he appeared behind him, quietly staring at Qin Xian who was practicing his sword. His thin body was wrapped in a white t-shirt. It was the last time Qin Xian saw him. At that time, he looked much haggard.
This famous fourth gentleman in the Confucian sect seems to have something on his mind.
Congratulations, I was murmuring in my heart, but for being able to appear quietly behind him, at this age, and still wearing a t-shirt, in this ancestral continent, there was no need to think about who he was.
He turned around and spoke very politely, picked up the stove and saluted, "I've met Mr. Fourth!"
"Hello, how is Shang Nengxi?" Zhang Jian was chatting casually with his juniors and asked about the elders in his family.
"That old guy... Well, the leader said he was delayed because of something and he hasn't arrived at Zuzhou yet." Congratulations blurted out, but he realized something was wrong and changed his words.
Zhang Jian nodded slightly and said with emotion: "After a few years of separation, many old friends have not been seen again. It's time to go out and see them."
Then he pointed to the hand stove in Congratulations' hand and said with a smile: "You'd better return this, otherwise they won't let it go!"
Congratulations was puzzled, and he looked around, wondering who they were referring to, the little girl in yellow? Tianshi Mansion?
Congratulations, he played with the hand stove and said indifferently: "It's just Tianshi Mansion, Shang Nengxi can still handle it."
"Be careful!" Zhang Jian waved his hand and knocked the stove away from Congratulations, and pulled Congratulations behind him. A gray paper umbrella appeared out of thin air in his hand and opened it to protect the two of them.
The hand stove flew ten feet into the air and suddenly disappeared, replaced by a tall willow tree that slowly emerged, and finally a circle of lake and a valley, floating in the sky like that, unlike the human world.
Congratulations was shocked and dumbfounded by this scene, but then he made a bitter face and regretted extremely: It is indeed a treasure. You know how much it could be sold if you had sold it earlier?
The movement here also alarmed the two people practicing swords in the distance, as well as the old man watering the flowers!
Qin Xian looked at the valley that suddenly appeared in mid-air and the two people below it.
Mr. Fourth, are you finally here? Do you want to stop yourself from practicing?
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly rose to my throat. I was holding the sword in a cold sweat and became a little nervous.
"Sir!" Liang Lusheng beside him called Zhang Jian happily.
He ran over.
"You little deer, why don't you go back to school and make your brother worry!" Zhang Jian doted on the girl's head.
"Aren't you worried about me, sir?" Liang Lusheng said playfully.
"Worried? You little guy comes out, it's others you should worry about!" He said and glanced at the sword-wielding boy in the distance.
Qin Xian walked closer and bowed deeply: "I have met you, sir!"
Zhang Jian said leisurely: "Have you really thought about what kind of result you want? Even if you join the pirate sect? Even if you study with a girl about the same age as you?"
Qin Xian was silent for a while and said: "I have thought about it clearly. I have always made my own choices. No matter which sect or sect I belong to or who I teach, as long as I stick to my original intention, that's fine."
"Okay, I won't stop you anymore. Remember your words and your true intentions!"
Qin Xian suddenly raised his head. He did not expect that the gentleman who had previously said that he was not allowed to practice would no longer stop him. He pursed his lips and said with a complicated expression: "Thank you, sir!"
At this time, a cold word came from the valley in the sky.
"It turns out that the Confucian sect is backing me. Why are the thieves so bold and dare to touch my Taoist sect's magical weapon?"
