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Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, and hummed proudly: "That's nature, Master makes a move, they are like earth dogs and chickens, falling flowers and flowing water!"

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Song Jingyun raised her head and asked, "Senior sister, that Shaolin Fang Zheng Master is the number one master of the White Dao, can he beat the master?"

Jiang Nanyun smiled lightly, but smiled silently.

Song Jingyun was stunned, and a gloomy look flashed on her face: "Yes, Master Fang Zheng practiced the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, and it is said that the skill is pure and profound, and it is unfathomable." ”

Song Jingsi shook her head and pursed her lips and smiled.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes were like water, he glanced at Song Jingsi, and then at Song Jingyun, smirked and shook his head.

"Okay, senior sister, are you playing me again?!" Although Song Jingyun was straightforward, she was not stupid, and she reacted with a lot of anger.

Seeing Jiang Nanyun giggled, she was even more annoyed and angry, and stepped forward to lick Jiang Nanyun's itch, and her little hands were tricky.

Jiang Nanyun dodged left and right, laughed non-stop, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, giggles, good junior sister, I said yes!"

Only then did she let go of her hand, although she was already very familiar with Jiang Nanyun, she always felt that the senior sister was majestic, and she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"Master Fang Zheng, it is true that his martial arts are not bad, but compared to Master, it is still far behind, don't worry!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled.

Song Jingyun's eyes were shining, like stars in the night sky, shining, and her face was also exuding a compelling look.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Nanyun smiled secretly and understood her thoughts.

"Master and Senior Sister, have you broken out of the Shaolin Sect?" Song Jingsi asked softly, although her tone was soft, her bright eyes were also shining.

She didn't expect that her master would have such martial arts, and he could be described as the number one master in the world!

As soon as she thought of this, the pride in her chest gushed out like a fountain, endlessly, and her graceful body trembled slightly, and it was difficult to restrain herself.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, nodded and said, "Well, today, if you say who is still Master's opponent, only Dongfang is undefeated,...... It's a pity that he hid in the Black Wood Cliff and never came out, and the master didn't want to mess with him. ”

"Master is amazing!" Song Jingyun couldn't help but exclaim.

Jiang Nanyun chuckled and said, "Little junior sister, Master's power, you know too little, and you will know it slowly." ”

"Hmm!" Song Jingyun clenched his fist hard.

In the early morning, Guanyun Island is shrouded in golden light, birds are chirping, chirping non-stop, cheerful, there is no cold outside in the mountain villa, and most of the birds around are running here.

In the back garden of the villa, in the flower garden of the west head, the sword light is Huohuo, and from time to time there is a delicate sound, and the sound is crisp and beautiful.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun were dressed in moon-white satin suits, wielding long swords, and their posture was heroic.

The slender and graceful figure was shrouded in sword light, flickering and moving, agile and light, tending to retreat freely, filled with an indescribable beauty.

The two of them pursed their red lips, their expressions were focused, their minds were immersed in the sword, they intended to follow the sword, they intended to arrive at the sword, the sword intent was continuous, connected into a piece, and there was no break in the upper and lower parts of the body.

They danced and danced, gradually getting better, their hearts were quiet, warm, comfortable and indescribable, their minds were clear, only one heart danced up and down with the sword.

The sneering whistling sound disappeared, and the sword light was silent, and the long sword followed the flow formed by the air, taking advantage of the trend, so it was silent.

After a while, the two of them put away their swords, the sword trick in their left hand, and the right hand was held upside down, sticking to their elbows, their eyes slightly closed, and they did not move.

Their chests fell together, the frequency was extremely slow, and the breathing of their mouths and noses was slow and long, like silk, wisps and wisps, but they were not connected, and they were endless.

After a while, the two of them opened their bright eyes, and their eyes were clear, without the vision of a glittering light.

The two of them heard from the master that after pranayama, the essence flashed, and it was overwhelming, like a sword out of the sheath, and it was not right.

That is because the harvest is not good, and the heat has not been achieved, so it is not difficult for the essence of the practice to completely condense into the dantian and overflow, and the effect of the practice is greatly reduced.

Normally, after the two of them practiced, their eyes were always shining, and they were full of energy, as if they were about to fly.

Today is different, after the harvest, I only feel that my feet are heavy, and every step I take is like the whole earth is shaking.

"Sister, this feels amazing!" Song Jingyun's eyebrows were filled with joy.

"Hmm. Song Jingsi nodded, carefully appreciating this wonderful feeling.

Born of the two compatriots, there was originally a faint telepathy, but after learning the pure heart technique, it became even stronger.

One person practices the sword and achieves a wonderful artistic conception, and the other person is also brought to this realm, and the two of them collect the gong at the same time, immersed in this artistic conception, and the gong is done very well, and the experience is almost the same.

The two of them didn't speak, closed their eyes slightly, and quietly experienced this rare feeling.

Footsteps sounded, and Xiao Yuesheng appeared in front of the two.

"Master!" the two woke up and turned their heads to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a purple shirt and floated in.

Under his feet it was like stepping on a cloud, and he was lightly lifted, and a gust of wind blew, and his purple shirt fluttered.

"Well, yes, I'm in the driver's seat. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the second daughter's face and nodded approvingly.

The two of them immediately smiled.

"Master, let's fight again, okay?" Song Jingyun stepped up to him, took his arm, and raised his head in begging.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Think you can deal with the Dharma swordsmanship?"

"Well, we're not going to lose this time!" she nodded fiercely, pursing her red lips with a determined expression.

"Okay, let's try it. Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his right hand, and a long sword flew from the weapon rack next to him and drilled into his hand.

Song Jingyun jumped away and stood beside her sister, the two of them took out their swords at the same time, and in the cold light, the sound of "Zheng" was like a dragon's chant.

The sword trick in the left hand is introduced, the right sword is rotated, and the two sword flowers cover the two points in his body and the sea of qi, like two pear blossoms floating past, leisurely and clear.

They inherited the Xiao family's way of acting, and they were surprised and struck first.

Xiao Yuesheng's body swayed, like a lotus retreating on the lake, in the cold light flashing, the long sword was unsheathed, and the scabbard in his left hand was thrown and fell to the weapon rack.

The two women stepped forward one by one, and suddenly probed, as fast as a frog sticking out their tongues, suddenly and quickly, and the tip of the sword turned into a little cold.

Xiao Yuesheng's sword trick was drawn, the long sword was slashed, and a silver-white horse practice flashed, and a silver curtain seemed to be hung in front of him.

"Dangdang" sounded twice, the two of them trembled with their long swords, stopped for a moment, and were cut in the middle, like a snake hitting seven inches, and were paralyzed at once.

The long sword stagnated, but the two of them were still agile, flashing lightly, and narrowly avoided the tip of Xiao Yuesheng's sword.

Immediately, the two of them twisted their swords, and with a "buzz", the long sword trembled, turning into more than ten swords, and the sword light in the sky shrouded Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng was short, took a diagonal step, and the sword light rolled, rolling the sword shadow in the sky, and the sword light filled the sky.

The two women's bodies swirled, the long sword transformed, and Rui Qi Dao said, stabbing straight into his middle and qi sea, ignoring his sword light.

The sword light of the three masters and apprentices flickered, and their figures loomed in the silver light in the sky, suddenly swift and slow.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had fought nearly a hundred moves, Xiao Yuesheng's figure flickered, disappeared in place, appeared next to the weapon rack, and the long sword was sent back into the scabbard on the shelf.

"Well, yes, you can go deliver the letter. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

The two were stunned, they didn't see how he disappeared in front of them, but when they heard this, they immediately hugged each other and cheered together.

It was Song Jingsi, who had always been quiet, who also smiled and was overjoyed.

For this sentence, the two of them practiced hard day and night, completely immersed in the sword light, not knowing the change of the moon, day or night.

After such hard work, they finally got the master's affirmation, and the two of them were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

"Come with me and bring the letter to you. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned around and walked towards the Hanyan Pavilion, his figure elegant, like a white cloud supporting forward.

The two girls hurriedly let go, caught up with the master, and followed suit.

"After you arrive at the Shaolin Sect, if someone tempts you, don't be polite. ”

On the second floor of Hanyan Pavilion, in his study, Xiao Yuesheng sat on a wisteria chair, handed over a letter, and told with a smile.

Song Jingsi took it with both hands, and raised her eyebrows: "Master, will they start to tempt?"

"Well, they have suffered at my hands, and they must have been unwilling. Xiao Yuesheng nodded and stroked his black mustache.

"Master, can we beat them?" Song Jingyun tilted her head and asked, showing a worried look on her face: "If you can't beat them, won't you smear Master's face?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said, "You have only been practicing for a long time, and it is natural that you can't beat them." ”

"But ......" Song Jingyun hesitated, she was very smart, she knew that what she said was not true, if this was the case, why did she have to practice swordsmanship by herself, and she could only send a letter if she was able to fight Bodhidharma swordsmanship? !

"Just do as much as you can. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled gently.

Seeing him like this, the second daughter was moved in her heart, the master must be afraid that the two of them would be under too much pressure, so if she said this, if she really failed, it would be a shame for the master!

Glancing at the two of them, Xiao Yuesheng knew their thoughts, waved his hand, and said: "Jing Si, Jing Yun, there are countless masters of the Shaolin faction, and there are even top masters who do not appear in the world, you two, don't try to challenge the entire Shaolin faction!"

"What if they don't know how to do it?" Song Jingsi asked softly.

"You have a good sense of proportion, and when you see that the situation is not good, don't be strong, they don't dare to really hurt you. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

Song Jingsi was thoughtful, suddenly smiled and nodded.

Xiao Yuesheng also smiled, Song Jingsi's surname was quiet, but she was very sharp, and she must have understood what she meant.

Song Jingyun was on the side, and when she saw the two of them like this, she felt inexplicable and ignored them.

Xiao Yuesheng said softly: "You guys go and go back quickly, don't delay on the way, there is still a letter here to send to Wudang." ”

"Then let's take it together. Song Jingyun said.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Let's talk about it when I come back,...... If you are late, I will send someone else to deliver it. ”

"Don't worry, Master, we must go and come back quickly!" Song Jingyun patted her towering chest and said confidently.

"Well, things are impermanent, and there are always times when the unexpected happens. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and shook his head.

The two rode two white horses, dressed in moon-white Luo shirts, spotless, and looked like they were ashamed of themselves.

Both horses were rare steeds, snow-white, without a trace of variegation, except for the jet-black hooves, which seemed to be wrapped in black satin.

Xiao Yuesheng was born in front of the village and saw them off, without others.

Song Jingsi turned over and said gently, "Master, we will be careful,...... Go back. ”

"Well, look at Jingyun, don't let her get into trouble. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, glancing at the restless Song Jingyun.

"Hmm. Song Jingsi pursed her lips and smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for the two to set off.

The two of them pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and turned back and waved.

"Xi Yuyu" let out two long hisses, like a dragon's roar, turned into two white lights, and disappeared at the end of the avenue in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands, and his slap was clear.

Two gray figures flashed at the door, and they appeared in front of Xiao Yuesheng, bowed down and clenched their fists, and lowered their heads: "I've seen the owner." ”

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said, "You guys follow and protect ,...... secretly If it's a critical moment, you don't have to make a move. ”

"Yes!" the two looked up, but it was Liang Bicheng and another man.

They have now become the shadow guards of Guanyun Villa, and they are responsible for protection, and their titles have also changed, calling Xiao Yuesheng the owner of the village.

"Hurry up. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

The two of them hugged their fists, their bodies fluttering, like flowing water, and came to the two black horses tied in front of the woods.

The two black horses are like black satin, shining, and their muscles roll as they walk, giving people an explosive beauty, like two black panthers.

When they saw someone coming, they hissed softly and showed affection.

When the ten people became shadow guards, each of them was given a horse, and they took care of it and cultivated a relationship with the horse.

These horse gods are extremely powerful, and their spiritual surnames are very large, and they have been fed Baicao Dan by Xiao Yuesheng, and they are no different from a martial arts master.

After the cutting and washing of the marrow of Baicaodan, their spiritual aurturation was greatly opened, and they almost had the intelligence of fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys.

The two turned over and got on their horses, lifted the reins, and gently pinched the horse's belly under their feet.

"Xi Yuyu" hissed twice, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, high-pitched into the clouds.

The front hooves of the two horses rose vertically, fluttered twice in the air, and then landed, galloped away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, thought about it, a little unsteady, he only sent two shadow guards, was it too careless?

In his eyes, Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun's martial arts are really low and vulnerable, and he always feels that any person can bully them.

He has not lost his mind, he knows that caring is chaos, with the current martial arts of the two of them, he can deal with the Dharma swordsmanship, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which is enough to walk in the martial arts.

He shook his head and smiled, laughing at his heart being too soft, turned around and went back to the villa, continuing to cultivate the light transformation technique and explore its subtleties.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun's two daughters rode on horseback without delay on the road.

The two horses are abnormal, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, as if they are tireless, traveling thousands of miles and eight hundred at night.

After five days of hard work, the second daughter arrived in Shaolin.

In front of the Shaolin Temple, the sound of horses' hooves sounded suddenly, and then, the two women were dressed in moon-white Luo shirts, and the white horses were like dragons, and they appeared in a blink of an eye.

Coming to the front of the temple, the two women pulled the reins, and the two white horses neighed like a dragon chanting in the sky, floating in the entire sky.

In front of the temple gate, there are two little monks sweeping the floor, waving long brooms, faintly with moves.

For the disciples of Shaolin Temple, some of the usual sundries, such as chopping wood and drawing water, are all methods of practice, and sweeping the floor is no exception.

The two brooms were long, taller than them, and looked rather heavy.

The two young monks were very young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a wide gray monk's robe, which swayed straight on their bodies, and their figures became thinner.

The appearance is clear and beautiful, full of aura, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun, two little monks, and was stunned.

I watched as the two women floated off their horses and came to me.

They were dumbfounded, only to feel that they swayed to them like spring wickers blown by the wind.

Song Jingsi stepped forward, hugged her fists, and said gently: "Two little masters, we are here to meet Master Fang Zheng. ”

"Oh...... "Oh, do you want to see the abbot?" the two little monks came back to their senses, and responded absentmindedly, and suddenly their eyes widened.

"Well, the family teacher is cold and sent me to send a letter to Master Fang Zheng. Song Jingsi bowed her head slightly.

"The two female benefactors are polite, please wait a moment, I'll report it!" the two little monks hurriedly titheed and said with a flushed face.

As they spoke, they both ran back, ran two steps, remembered that the broom taller than them had forgotten to take it, and ran back again, dragging the broom up the steps and into the temple.

"Sister, let's go in directly!" Song Jingyun was eager to try, staring at the temple gate non-stop.

Song Jingsi was looking at the solemn Shaolin Temple with yellow tiles on the vermilion wall, listening to her, and turned to look at her: "Jingyun, you know that you are noble! You are not a master...... Even the senior sister can't break into Shaolin, don't think nonsense!"

"Okay!" Song Jingyun pursed her lips and nodded helplessly.

As he was talking, a bell suddenly rang, melodious and clear, far away, lingering in the air, and not dispersed for a long time.

Before the bell rang, a group of yellow-clothed monks poured out from the temple gate, standing on both sides of the steps, extending to the bottom of the steps.

Each of them held wooden sticks, standing in front of them, with serious expressions, staring ahead, motionless, like statues.

Although it was a cold winter, they wore thin yellow monk's robes, which could not hide their muscles and contained strong strength.

They just stood like this, motionless, and the two women felt a surge of pressure over them, and their hearts lifted.

They practice the Pure Heart Technique, and they are very sensitive to the aura around them, and their sensitivity is far beyond that of ordinary people, and they are aware of the pressure.

The two women glanced at each other and said secretly: "It's here!"

They guessed that these people were the eighteen Arhats that Master said, and if not, they wouldn't be able to stand there and be so imposing.

In the long sound of the Buddha's horn, an old monk wearing a robe and holding a Zen staff slowly walked out, stood in front of the temple gate and bowed, and then walked down.

When the two girls looked at it, they knew without guessing that this kind old monk was the Shaolin abbot Master Fangzheng!

Behind Master Fang Zheng, there was only a young monk, his eyes were like bright stars, shining brightly, his eyebrows were like swords, and he was obliquely inserted into his sideburns.

The spirit is flying and heroic.

The two women paused for a moment on him, then turned to look at Master Fang Zheng.

A figure like this young monk, although he is heroic and extraordinary, but in the Qingping Gang, he is such a handsome and merry man.

They took a step forward, bowed, and said in unison: "Junior Song Jingsi (Yun), I have seen Master Fang Zheng!"

"The two female Tanyue don't have to be polite!" Master Fang Zheng stepped down the steps, came to the two of them, raised his hand slightly, and said with a smile.

The two women were not polite, straightened up, and looked at Master Fang Zheng with bright eyes.

"How is Master Ling, Mr. Xiao?" asked Master Fang Ran Ran, his eyes soft, his voice slow, and his demeanor kind.

"The tutor is fine. The two replied in unison.

Master Fang Zheng smiled slightly, nodded, and looked at the two of them with an approving expression.

(To be continued)