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"Yushu, grind ink. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xiao Yuesheng looked at the scroll and commanded.

He Yushu agreed softly, walked to his side, brought a burst of fragrant wind, stretched out his hand to gently grind the ink, and his movements were soft and elegant.

After she put it down, Xiao Yuesheng pulled out a plain note, pressed the paperweight, picked up the Zihao pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and it was done with a wave.

He removed the paperweight, took a light breath from the plain note, and sent it to He Yushu: "Your internal strength is too poor, take this and cultivate hard." ”

He Yushu was surprised, stretched out his hand to take it, and what he saw was a formula, a few sentences, and the top few words "turtle and snake qi formula".

Xiao Yuesheng said: "This set of tips is just an auxiliary, it is necessary to focus on cultivating the Ziyang Sutra, and every time before going to bed, practice this trick, which should be beneficial." ”

He Yushu nodded hurriedly and lowered her head: "Thank you, master." ”

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Don't pass it on to outsiders, go out first!"

"Yes!" He Yushu carefully folded the note, put it in her arms, withdrew gently, closed the door, went downstairs, and couldn't wait to go back.

Xiao Yuesheng listened to her footsteps moving away, shook his head and smiled, and continued to pick up the book to read.

With a book in hand, his mind was racing.

In the afternoon, the disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect came to the east of the valley and entered the Qunxian Garden.

This is the burial place of the disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect for generations, each disciple turned into ashes after death and buried in the garden, every disciple, his life deeds, martial arts rankings, are recorded.

In front of the tomb of the former head, everyone put Li Mo's head on the table, and paid a good tribute to comfort his spirit in the sky.

Coming out of the Qunxian Garden, the spirit of the disciples changed greatly, and the eyes that looked at Xiao Yuesheng were full of reverence, and they were all respectful.

After returning from the memorial service, Xiao Yuesheng went back to the study directly, meditated and practiced, he was very murderous, and he needed to calm down, so as not to be buoyant and irritated, which would damage his state of mind and cultivation.

In the early morning of the second day, when Xiao Yuesheng woke up, he pushed open the window, glanced down, and saw Hu Fei on the martial arts training ground, competing with others.

The people who competed were Fan Qingyun and Hu Fei.

The two of them used a knife and a sword, and the fight was fierce, the swords came and went, and they fought happily, and the disciples next to them gathered together and applauded.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, Hu Fei's little brother is not very old, but his sword skills are extraordinary, and the family heirloom knife book he has practiced is by no means an ordinary knife technique, and Elder Fan has suffered a lot.

Fan Qingyun's swordsmanship is exquisite, he is very deep in the silver of Ziyang swordsmanship, and he has always regarded himself very highly, seeing that the head of the family has a good eye for Hu Feiqing, he is secretly dissatisfied in his heart, and in the early morning, he invited him to come and have a discussion.

"Elder Fan, how about we stop?" Hu Fei swung his sword, opened his long sword, and said earnestly.

Fan Qingyun's face was flushed, and he shouted excitedly: "Hu Shaoxia is a good sword technique!

He stabbed his sword very quickly, and with this sentence, more than ten swords stabbed out, stabbing Hu Fei's chest, shoulders, arms, and eyes.

Hu Fei smiled bitterly, this contest is really not good, so many people are watching, if he defeats this Elder Fan, won't he lose his harmony?

Jingling, swords intersecting, he used the Hu family's fast knife, the two of them quickly knife to fast sword, the sound kept stopping, as if a string of jade beads rolled down the jade plate.

"Hu Shaoxia, don't be polite, even if you use all your skills, let's compete with our real skills, and we don't have to make trouble with those false ones!" Fan Qingyun laughed.

Everyone around them sweated for the two of them, and the sword was so fast, if one of them missed, wouldn't it hurt the other party.

These two people, one is the Dark Sword Elder in the faction, and the other is a friend of the head of the sect, no matter which one is injured, it is not good.

"Brother Hu, come on!" Xiao Yuesheng's voice vibrated in the air, enveloping the entire martial arts training ground, and it was he who said it at the window.

Everyone turned their heads and saw him standing at the window, knelt down and saluted, and shouted, "See the master!"

Xiao Yuesheng stood at the window, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Get up, practice your own, don't pay attention to this seat." ”

His voice was calm and flat, and everyone listened to it, as if the head was speaking in their ears, clear and mellow, majestic and majestic.

When Hu Fei heard his words, he jumped out of the circle as if he had been amnestied, and shouted: "Elder Fan, let's fight later, Dao Elder greets me!"

"Okay, let's change it and fight again!" Fan Qingyun saw the exit of the master, he didn't change his order and pestered Hu Fei again, so he could only say in a sneering voice.

"Change it!" Hu Fei said busily, and after hugging his fists, he shook everyone, turned around and left.

Tang Zhengfeng stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Hu Fei's disappearing figure, turned his head and hummed to the excited Fan Qingyun: "Sixth Senior Brother, you are not his opponent. ”

"I know it, I just want to see his sword skills. Fan Qingyun nodded and said with a smile.

Tang Zhengfeng frowned, waved his hand at the disciples, and they immediately dispersed, returned to their respective positions, and began to practice.

Tang Zhengfeng's voice was lowered, and he hummed in a deep voice: "Sixth Senior Brother, if you are defeated by him, in front of the disciples, how can you save face?!"

Fan Qingyun said indifferently: "He is a friend of the master, although he is young, his sword skills are powerful, just like the master, what is there to be ashamed of?"

Tang Zhengfeng glanced at him and snorted coldly: "How can there be so many young talents in the world, such a master, it is difficult to come out in a hundred years!"

Fan Qingyun nodded: "Okay, second senior brother, let them start fighting!"

"Hmm. Tang Zhengfeng glared at him again.

With an order, all the disciples began to fight, and each of the five halls formed a team, and the five teams of people fought together on the martial arts training ground, in full swing.

In the evening, the sun was setting and the sky was full of fiery clouds.

Xiao Yuesheng was cultivating in the house, sitting on the couch on his knees, his fingers were sealed, his eyes were slightly closed, his treasure was solemn, and he was motionless.

Beside him, six jade pendants were placed in a specific direction, exuding a warm luster, as if there was spring water flowing in the jade pendant.

Suddenly, he frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and said loudly: "Yushu!"

He Yushu was in the opposite room, heard Xiao Yuesheng's voice, hurriedly came to the study, and Nana walked up to him: "Master." ”

Xiao Yuesheng took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and sent it to her: "Give it to Elder Tang, it is a healing medicine." ”

"Yes. He Yushu nodded softly, took it with both hands, put it in her arms, stepped back gently, closed the door, and walked down.

Her feet fluttered, performing light skills, out of the Zhangzuo building, along the bluestone road, towards the martial arts training ground, at this time, Elder Tang should be there.

She has cultivated the Turtle and Snake Fu Qi Technique, and her internal strength has improved very quickly, and after a few days of hard work, she feels that her internal strength has increased a lot, and she has become more and more light and agile when she exerts light skills, and she is silent.

After a while, she found Tang Zhengfeng on the martial arts training ground.

Tang Zhengfeng was instructing a disciple on swordsmanship, hand in hand, carefully explaining, his expression was focused and serious, but the disciple was so frightened that he didn't listen.

"Elder Tang!" He Yushu walked closer, bowed, and called in a coquettish voice.

Tang Zhengfeng turned his head to look, his brows were still furrowed, and a smile was already on his face: "It's Yushu, what does the head of the family command?"

He Yushu is now the person next to the head, and he can't be lazy, otherwise, he will be disrespectful to the head.

He Yushu took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, which was the one Xiao Yuesheng gave her just now, and said softly: "The head of the family ordered me to send it over, saying that it was a healing medicine." ”

Tang Zhengfeng looked at her suspiciously, and took it with both hands.

He Yushu shook her head and said softly: "The head didn't say anything more, only explained this,...... Disciple farewell!"

Tang Zhengfeng nodded, his face full of doubts, and sent her away.

He Yushu had just taken two steps when she suddenly stopped and turned her head to look in the direction of the valley.

Tang Zhengfeng also looked over, his face suddenly sank, like a piece of ice, and He Yushu only felt chills all over.

Several men ran in, two in front, four carrying a stretcher with two people on it, and two others following closely behind.

They hurried under their feet, and when they saw Tang Zhengfeng, a disciple raised his voice and shouted, "Elder Tang, Senior Brother Song, they are injured!"

Tang Zhengfeng strode forward, rushed towards the stretcher, and saw two people lying on their backs, with white cloth wrapped in their chests, their faces as pale as paper, and they were dying, as if they were about to swallow their breath.

He hurriedly stepped forward to reach out for his palm, his right hand on their veins, and his left hand towards the other, and finally shook his head, sighing deeply, and his face was gloomy and frightening.

A young man knelt down with a "bang", straightened up, and then kowtowed, and said, "Elder Tang, you must save them, save them!"

He kowtowed his head and screamed as he sobbed.

(To be continued)