Hearing this sensitive question, Li Daoxuan quickly pulled Mo Mo, pointed at her and said: "Junior sister, she changed your clothes for you, but I didn't see anything!"
Well, Li Daoxuan didn't mention a word about the several times Momo asked him for help when he was dressing her.
No matter how free and easy she acts, as a woman, she always cares about this kind of thing.
Liu Bihen looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Senior brother, why did you become so nervous all of a sudden? I just want to change into a bigger dress, this one is too small."
Li Daoxuan glanced at her.
At this moment, Liu Bihen was wearing a long blue and white dress. This dress was indeed a little too small. It was the dress Li Daoxuan had prepared for Sister Yu.
Sister Yu is a bit petite, while Liu Bihen is tall and has slender legs. Sister Yu's skirt only reaches her calves when she is wearing a sword. From time to time, a touch of snow-white skin will be exposed during the sword fight.
Li Daoxuan chose a set of his own clothes for her. Liu Bihen didn't mind, took them and left.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I can't repay you for saving your life. If you are willing, I can teach you swordsmanship."
From Liu Bihen's point of view, his senior brother obviously has a good talent in swordsmanship, and even the aloof Lilongjian can recognize him, but his swordsmanship is extremely mediocre.
There were clearly too many distractions elsewhere.
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he smiled: "In that case, thank you so much, junior sister!"
"Senior brother, you must be prepared. Learning swordsmanship requires hardship."
After saying this, Liu Bihen turned and left, apparently going to find a hidden place to change clothes.
…
The next day.
Li Daoxuan and Liu Bihen stood on the top of Dushuo Mountain, facing the cold wind, and began to practice swordsmanship.
"Brother, there are not many basic moves in swordsmanship. There are only eight types of thrusts, splits, hooks, and cloud points. But in fact, each move has many subdivisions. For example, thrusts are divided into straight thrusts, collapse thrusts, and oblique thrusts. Stab, smear, etc., practice all the moves to perfection, this is the first step to practice swordsmanship!"
Li Daoxuan suddenly felt like his head was pounding.
The master also taught him swordsmanship and took him to practice basic sword moves, but it was not as complicated as his junior sister. The sword moves she showed totaled almost a hundred styles.
"Junior sister, how long did it take you to learn this first step?"
Liu Bihen stood on the top of the mountain, rehearsing sword moves, and replied: "I learned swordsmanship when I was four years old. Until I was twelve years old, I practiced basic swordsmanship. Later I practiced Taoism, but I still had to practice swordsmanship for three hours every day. Not a single day off.”
Li Daoxuan was shocked. No wonder the junior sister was already a master of swordsmanship at such a young age. Such terrifying self-control was admirable.
Liu Bihen was wearing a black robe with a green belt around her waist. The loose trousers could not hide her slender legs. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail. She was holding a long sword. She had a jade face and thin lips, and an extraordinary heroic look on her brows.
When practicing the sword, her expression was extremely serious, as if the only thing left in the world was the sword in her hand, and there was no room for anything else.
Li Daoxuan could feel her love for the sword. As soon as she picked up the sword, her whole temperament would be completely different, with indescribable sharpness and unknown heroism.
After practicing the basic swordsmanship, Liu Bihen continued: "After the age of twelve, I began to no longer stick to sword moves, but to kill fireflies in the grass, butterflies among the flowers, mayflies on the water, as well as flies, Mosquitoes, midges and other things, slowly, the sword can pass through the feathers, but the flies will not die."
Li Daoxuan couldn't believe it. He could already be called the top swordsman at this level, but his junior sister had reached it when she was only twelve years old?
He had to admit that some people were born to be swordsmen.
Just like Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Villa and Ximen Chuixue of Wanmei Villa.
"After I turned sixteen, I realized that no matter how fast the sword in my hand was, it could only cut off tangible objects, so I stopped cutting flies and insects, and started piercing the bright moon and splitting the breeze."
"When the sword in my hand can cut through invisible objects, the sword's will will be sharpened."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and then opened them suddenly.
A bright sword light lit up in her eyes, and a strand of hair on Li Daoxuan's forehead suddenly broke and slowly fell.
His pupils condensed, so fast!
It turned out that the junior sister did not use her full strength when she was competing with him.
Of course, he didn't use all means.
"Junior sister, your sword intent has been polished to perfection. If you go further, you may be able to touch the level of "Tao". I once saw the old master's sword directly cut off the thousand-year life of a great Yang Shen demon. !”
Li Daoxuan recalled the sword of the old Heavenly Master, and the more he thought about it, the more mysterious it became.
The truly superior swordsmanship cuts through intangible things, such as cause and effect, longevity, foundation, cultivation...
From this point of view, although Xu Qingxuan is known as the swordsman, he has not yet reached the highest level in swordsmanship and is not as good as the old master.
However, the Unjust Sword Intention he realized after being promoted to the Yangshen Realm has some meaning in this regard.
The Buping Sword Intent kills not the enemy, but the fear in one's own heart.
When a sword is slashed out, the blood surges, and the spirit is stirred up in the heart. The heart is fearless, and the power can often be exerted several times as long as it moves forward.
"Senior brother, when I fought with you before, I can feel that you have understood the meaning of the sword. Why is your swordsmanship so mediocre?"
Li Daoxuan explained what happened to Xu Qingxuan.
After hearing this, Liu Bihen's eyes moved slightly and said: "Senior brother, if my guess is correct, has your sword intention been stagnant?"
Li Daoxuan nodded.
If you want to practice superior swordsmanship, you must first polish your sword intent to an extremely clear level, then you can penetrate the mysterious entrance and reach the miraculous realm of the old master.
Since he was taught the Buping Sword Intent, although his cultivation has improved bravely and diligently, his Sword Intent has remained at the same level.
"Senior brother, I think it's because your swordsmanship is so poor. Sword intent is actually a swordsman's understanding of the sword. You're not even proficient in basic swordsmanship. How can you increase your sword intent?"
Li Daoxuan nodded, thinking what she said made sense.
"Brother, keep practicing."
Li Daoxuan held the Chixiao Sword in his hand with a firm gaze. He put away all distracting thoughts and began to practice swordsmanship with his junior sister.
On the top of the mountain, under the peach tree.
A man and a woman were surging with sword light, constantly practicing various sword moves. The woman would stop from time to time, and the long sword in her hand was like a pointer, tapping the man's wrist and waist to help him correct his posture and adjust his movements.
There was no one around, except for a little girl holding a rag doll, looking at them with a flawless smile as she thought of something.
…
For several days, Li Daoxuan spent time practicing swordsmanship.
One of them had no reservations, the other asked for advice humbly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Li Dao
He has memorized all the basic sword techniques and used them quite skillfully.
Just in terms of actual combat...
Snapped!
Li Daoxuan's Chixiao Sword flew away from his hand again and was inserted into the stone wall.
Liu Bihen sheathed her sword very gracefully and said with a smile: "Senior brother, that's good, you can already take thirty moves from me."
Li Dao
But he didn't notice that Liu Bihen looked at him with more and more admiration.
It was as if the swordsman, who had been alone for a long time, suddenly met his opponent.
Although Li Daoxuan's swordsmanship is far inferior to hers, in terms of talent and talent, he is already comparable to hers.
