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Time passed by so peacefully, and Li Mu spent these days extremely leisurely. After a trip down the mountain, it took more than half a year. The Lin family's annihilation was over, and the enemy's family was also wiped out.

The annihilation of Liu Zhengfeng's family was avoided, Qu Feiyan did not die tragically, and all the Songshan Sect's schemes were thwarted.

It can be said to be a full harvest.

When martial arts has reached his level, so-called hard training is no longer of much use. What is needed is more enlightenment.

As a result, Li Mu completely relaxed.

Apart from taking a few hours to practice martial arts every day, the rest of the time is mostly spent dancing with swords, reciting music, and reciting several volumes of ancient books...

When the mood strikes, they will wander around in the mountains, drinking from mountain streams when they are thirsty, picking some mountain vegetables and fruits when they are hungry, or catching pheasants and hares to beat their teeth as sacrifices, and feel free and contented.

It is so comfortable and natural, watching the smoke and clouds changing, and the white horses passing by, a heart that was a little restless gradually became peaceful. In this leisurely state of mind, my own understanding of martial arts is also one step closer.

At this time, Li Mu was holding a volume of Taoist canon borrowed from Yue Buqun and studying it carefully. These are all unique copies with a history of tens or hundreds of years, and there are many annotations by Huashan seniors on them. Although they are difficult and bitter, However, there are many mysteries and depths. If you savor it carefully, you will feel that there are subtle meanings in it. People can't help but indulge in it and can't put down the book.

Li Mu finished reciting a book, but he still felt what it said. The more you taste it, the more infinite the charm becomes. After closing your eyes for a while, you slowly open your eyes and put away the book.

Linghu Chong went down the mountain again a few days ago and didn't know what he was doing.

It is midsummer at this time, and Huashan Mountain is just like in the past, with peaks and peaks connected and rolling.

There were many questions that Yue Buqun seemed to understand.

If you ask Li Mu who he wants to see the most right now, there is no doubt that Feng Qingyang is the person. During these days, he has made great progress, gained great insights, and has many doubts.

It's a pity that during this period, he often walked in the mountains of Huashan. Although he didn't deliberately, he also swam in various places in Huashan, but he never saw Feng Qingyang's figure.

Li Mu was walking along the wild trails in the mountains, his steps were strange, as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden, doing whatever he wanted. He seemed to be moving very slowly, but his body was wandering in the mountains like a breeze, coming and going. The last moment he was here. , and the next moment he was suddenly somewhere else.

There are lush forests and bamboos in the mountains and forests. The scent of rosin was refreshing without even realizing it. Li Mu wandered in the mountains for more than half an hour, and thought about climbing over the cliff again...

Feng Qingyang said that day that if we are destined to meet again in the future, we will see each other again. Even if you don’t know where he lives, why don’t you think about Guo Ya?
Li Mu was very fast and reached the cliff in half a stick of incense. Although it was early autumn at this time, the scenery on Jade Girl Peak was still extremely beautiful. In contrast, the bare Siguo Cliff looked quite strange.

Although it has been passed down from generation to generation in Huashan Mountain, Siguo Cliff was chosen here because there is no grass or trees, and almost no birds and animals. When the punished disciples face the wall and think about their mistakes, they will not be disturbed by foreign objects. Such a concentrated study of martial arts will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. . Li Mu felt it was very reasonable back then, but as his martial arts became more advanced, he no longer felt this way.

When one's martial arts skills are still shallow, it is very good to have nothing to worry about.

When you practice martial arts to a high level, you should imitate the heaven and earth, and realize the wonder of the rise and fall of the sun and the growth of all things. On weekdays, we need to get closer to nature, stay with the vegetation, and sing in harmony with the birds and animals. In this way, we can gradually understand the principles of the Dharma and improve our state of mind. Realizing this on the cliff is not as good as a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery.

Of course, Li Mu also knows that this is because he has mastered martial arts to a high level and no longer has to practice hard. But for those who have not yet mastered martial arts and are still taking root, they are still unable to stop their thoughts and have nothing to worry about. This Siguoya can indeed help them not to be disturbed by external objects and concentrate on practicing martial arts.

Li Mu once again came to the entrance of the cave where the Five Mountains' inscriptions were hidden. Over this period of time, Li Mu, Linghu Chong, and Yue Buqun had completed all the various martial arts moves described in it.

In order to prevent someone from accidentally entering Huashan Mountain and finding this place in the future, Yue Buqun stamped all the moves inside, sealed the entrance of the cave, and made a tight cover-up.

Li Mu came to the entrance of the cave and did not intend to go in. Instead, he stared at the large smooth stone at his feet, which was where the Huashan disciples sat when they thought about it.

The stone wall on the right side of the big stone is engraved with the three characters "Feng Qingyang", with iron hooks and silver strokes, and the pen is straight and vigorous, penetrating half an inch into the stone.

The ingenious use of force is astonishing.

When he first saw these words, he seemed to see a wonderful sword technique. He savored it carefully for a long time. Now that he saw it again, he still felt that it was extremely exquisite.

Li Mu stared blankly for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved. He used his fingers as a sword and made gestures. With just a movement of his fingers, the word "Li Mu" was written out.

His writing style is smooth, like wind and snow dancing, clouds and flowing water. Each of these two characters is like a sword move, containing numerous changes. It seems very simple, but the charm and spirit within it are very subtle. It feels very easy to break, but if you really want to break it, you will feel like you have no way to start.

As he wrote in his hands, he couldn't help but taste the beauty of the three words "Feng Qingyang" on the stone. He didn't deliberately imitate it, but just followed what he thought in his heart and the mysterious artistic conception in his heart. He wrote it smoothly with smooth hands. …

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes hesitant, sometimes stagnant, sometimes vigorous and vigorous, sometimes clear and elegant, but every time he wrote it, it seemed to follow the same trajectory, but the artistic conception was always different. Gradually he wrote it over and over again.

The two words "Li Mu" are repeated over and over again, densely and seamlessly. The handwriting got bigger and bigger, and the movements got faster and faster. Finally, it opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and the energy was overflowing, and the sound of chi chi chi was heard in the air, as if there was a real long sword.

The more Li Mu wrote, the more heartily he wrote. He had been writing for more than half an hour when he suddenly heard a clear scolding from him and saw his fingers suddenly draw out against the stone wall in front of him. His fingers fell like a sword, as fast as a thunderbolt. I saw stone powder flying, and the two big characters "Li Mu" with iron hooks and silver strokes broke out of the stone.

Looking carefully, these two words are in one go, with far-reaching meanings. Their momentum is domineering and sharp, as if they are about to break through the wall and fly out. When people see it, they will feel that the sword's intent is compelling and powerful, just like the Dugu Nine Swords that attack but don't defend, advance but never retreat, and are fierce and fierce...

He finished writing it in one breath, savored it for a while, nodded slightly, and was extremely satisfied. It's a pity that he then took advantage of his power and erased these two words when surrounded by purple energy. It was really not suitable to appear here.

With a slight sigh, he moved his body, and in a few flashes, he reached the top of Siguo Cliff.

Li Mu dusted off his sleeves and stood on the cliff with his hands behind his hands, letting the mountain wind blow by and his green robe fluttering.

His temperament is outstanding, his divine light is restrained, his movements and stillness are strict, and he has a faint air of a martial arts master. (End of chapter)