Cultivation of the Empress of Comprehensive Martial Arts

"What's the matter, brother?" Wu Zhao took the initiative to ask at this time.

This kind of calm made Xue Qianye feel a little sorry.

"Hmm..." His expression was a little hesitant.

"Huh?" Wu Zhao tilted his head and looked cute.

"Qingzhao, what was the trick you used before?"

"That trick. Oh, it's that one. Is brother interested?"

"Ah."

Xue Qianye admitted it frankly.What I need is knowledge. If I can know the exercises she just used, maybe I can unlock new content in the heavenly book.Although Void Extinguisher and Small Blade Breaking are enough to deal with at present, but facing the unknown future, I have a sense of crisis.

"That's my family's practice, "Yunlong Breaking the Sky", but it is more suitable for men to practice. A woman like me can't cultivate at the upper level, not to mention that I only know part of its chapters. So, if If my brother wants to ask me about it, I might disappoint him." Wu Zhao said with a disappointed expression.

"Yunlong Breaking the Sky Record" is the magical power of the Yuntang royal family, and only the blood of the royal family can practice it.And women can never get to the top.Therefore, throughout the ages, women only learned part of this set of exercises, or even did not learn them at all.The reason why there is still a part of female learning is because I am worried that the magical skills will be lost due to accidents.

Wu Zhao only studied one of the volumes, and it was only a symbolic study at first, and he didn't think too much about it.Moreover, her teacher once told her that her martial arts are very special, and she is not suitable for practicing "Cloud Dragon Breaking the Sky Record".She came here because she heard that there was a book of exercises that might be suitable for her to come over. As a result, she didn't get the exercises when she encountered this kind of thing.

"Are you disappointed, anyway, I'm just curious." Facing this situation, Xue Qianye didn't ask much.

If it's ordinary martial arts, it's fine, but since it's Yuntang's state-defending martial art, it would be a bit too much to inquire about it.

"Compared to my moves, my brother's moves are more surprising. Using small steps to continuously adjust his body shape, he uses the knife from the opponent's unexpected position, forcing the opponent to reveal his flaws, and then uses the final fatal blow to finish the opponent. Knife skills never seen before."

Hearing Wu Zhao's words, Xue Qianye couldn't help but smile wryly.

"What you said just now has already expressed the essence of Xiaoshadaobu. Although the actual combat process is somewhat different, the basic formula is exactly what you said."

You can discover the basics of the little broken knife step with just a glance. In a sense, the girl in front of you may be a real genius.

"Small knife step?"

"Well, the key to the small broken knife step is strangeness and ingenuity. It is not a knife technique that is head-to-head with others. It is not so much a knife technique as it is a kind of step. If you want to learn, I can also teach you. But not now."

"Thank you brother, but I don't think I'm suitable for this set of sword skills. By the way, brother."

She prefers the positive and powerful martial arts compared to the martial art of Xiaosha Daobu, which relies on ingenuity to win.

"?"

"I heard people say that there will be a lantern festival in the city tonight, and I want to see it." Having said this, Wu Zhao suddenly changed the subject.

"You, well, then you have to go to bed early later, or you won't be energetic at night."

The ancient Lantern Festival, a scene that can only be seen on TV, I still have some expectations after thinking about it.

"Well, yes, brother."

Just as Xue Qianye was looking forward to the lantern festival more and more, the person they had killed before was also discovered.On the dilapidated street, a group of people were looking at the corpse on the ground with very serious expressions.

The middle-aged man in the lead is Fu Chen, the leader of the Floating Water Society. This man in his 40s currently possesses the strength of a heavenly level, and he is also one of the few sky-level people in this city.At this time, he was squatting down and looking at the corpses of his subordinates for a long time before opening his mouth.

"What a sharp sword technique, this last knife..." Fu Chen was still thinking about the method of the assailant, but a hall master behind him said as if he had thought of something.

"Sword? Brother, I heard that the old man invited by the Li family is from the Mad Saber Sect. Could it be?"

His words made everyone fall into silence.

"Find the other brats raised by this guy and torture them. I want to know what happened here." Fu Chen pointed at Yu Lei's body and ordered coldly.

Chapter 9 The Lantern Festival

Time gradually entered the night, and because of the show, the streets became lively.Xue Qianye led Wu Zhao across the street to the stone bridge. At this time, he could see lights lined up along the street.From time to time, some small boats can be seen in the river.

Strolling here, they turned around and came to a place where a poetry club is located.In the courtyard on the water in the distance, talented scholars and beautiful ladies are showing their respective advantages, and it is very lively.On the other side of Qingshui, there are also some crossword puzzles displayed for fun.

Wu Zhao was very interesting about this.

"Brother, brother, look quickly. These things are so interesting." Wu Zhao was standing in front of a huge wooden board with many signs hanging on it. On the front of the sign was written an anagram, but instead it was the answer.

Not surprisingly, it should be just entertainment for people to laugh.

"Anagrams?" Xue Qianye glanced at it lightly, but didn't find it very interesting.

The above anagrams are easy to guess and not challenging.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhao had already pulled him to another area, where there were also many wooden boards, but most of them were made of paper.There are many poems written on it, and the name of the poet is written after the poems.

For Xue Qianye, who has witnessed the poetic culture of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty through history, these poems in front of him can only be said to be elementary.Did not form its own style.In other words, this era has not seen those dazzling leaders.

But if you think about it, in this world where people can practice, most people are probably practicing. Who would concentrate on writing poetry?Even if I write it, it is probably to break through my own realm, not for entertainment.

Just as Xue Qianye was thinking with a smile, Wu Zhao said happily.

"There are also poems. Look, there are many poems written by others here. Brother, you should write one too."

"Do you think your brother and I seem to be able to write poetry?" Xue Qianye smiled helplessly at this.

"..." Wu Zhao looked at Xue Qianye with an angry expression.

"Even if you look at me like that, I will..."

"One song, just one song, no matter what brother writes, I will not laugh at my brother." In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhao grabbed Xue Qianye's hand and started to attack coquettishly again.

However, intentionally or unintentionally, he seemed to reveal something extraordinary.

"So, you actually want to see my jokes, Qingzhao." Xue Qianye looked at her helplessly and said.

Compared to watching her write good poems, Xue Qianye felt that the black-bellied loli in front of her probably wanted to see her write bad poems.

Just when Xue Qianye said a certain name unintentionally, a girl in light blue with a veil next to her couldn't help but cast a glance here.The maid next to the girl couldn't help laughing softly.

"Miss, it's the same name as yours."

Xue Qianye didn't notice the episode next to him at this time, because he was being attacked by the black-bellied girl in front of him with a coquettish attack.

"No, absolutely not. Brother, one song is fine. I really want to see my brother's talent. You see, everyone has written it, so I just write one song." Wu Zhao took Xue Qianye's hand, and expectant expression on the face.

Regarding this, Xue Qianye was completely speechless.If someone else persisted like this, I could only think that he was looking for faults, but this one in front of me was probably a prank.Judging by her appearance, she probably won't stop if she doesn't achieve her goal.

Thinking of this, Xue Qianye couldn't help sighing.Inadvertently, Xue Qianye's eyes fell on the river surface, where the bright moon and stars were reflected in the water.Seeing this bright moon and thinking about the name she uses now, Xue Qianye couldn't help but recall a poem she had memorized.

"The shadow of the candle on the mica screen is deep, the long river gradually falls and the dawn stars sink. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and the blue sky are heartbroken every night."

The moment Xue Qianye read the poem, Wu Zhao, who was still mischievous just now, froze for a moment.

"what!"

All right.Looking at this guy's appearance, she is really making fun of herself.Thinking of this, Xue Qianye subconsciously placed her hands on her small face, and then used force like pliers.

"pain!"

"Okay, that's enough. Next time you dare to be naughty, I'll stretch the other side as well." Let go of her small face, Xue Qianye said as if she had educated her sister in the past.

"Brother, you are a big liar. What did you say, 'Brother, do I seem to be able to write poetry?', but in the end it was hidden. It was obviously better than those of Confucianism." At this moment, Wu Zhao's face was a little red , with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

She was teased instead of being teased, and now she felt that Xue Qianye did it on purpose.

"Qingzhao, since ancient times, literature has never been the first, and martial arts has never been the second. The taste of poetry also varies from person to person. What you think is good, other people may not necessarily think so." Facing the angry sister, Xue Qianye could only Can say so.

"It seems so."

Unlike Wu, the quality of Wen is a very subjective thing.If you take out two poems that are not much different, you may not be able to objectively evaluate their quality.In contrast, Wu is much more relaxed.

As long as you lose all the heroes, you will be number one in the world.The word Wu is easy to distinguish between high and low.

"So, just pretend that I'm not self-aware. Let's go, and then go to see other places." Saying that, Xue Qianye already had the intention to go to other places to see.

Just when Wu Zhao was about to leave, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Sir, please stop." A veiled young lady took the initiative to speak.

"Sir? Is this lady calling me?" Xue Qianye was a little surprised.

Although she probably doesn't know the eldest lady in front of her, judging from her current eyes, the husband she is talking about should be herself.For a moment, Xue Qianye couldn't help but stop.

"Exactly, sir, please stay. I just heard a good sentence from your husband by chance, and I feel very beautiful. It's a poetry meeting at this time. Since you have written such a beautiful chapter, why not write it down for everyone to appreciate. .”

There was another girl next to the veiled girl, and they couldn't help but look at the wooden board next to them at the same time.They all heard the poem just now, and felt that it would be a pity if they didn't write it down.

"Occasionally a good sentence. I don't know when the next time I can think of a good sentence. Instead of leaving a good sentence and then not hearing anything from it, it's better to let it sink here. Besides, Miss may have misunderstood, my The poems are written for my sister, not for fame." Xue Qianye explained the reason for writing poems with a smile.

He does not mean that.Wu Zhao on the side blushed a little after hearing these words.

"Mr. Gao Jie is admirable. Since you don't want to be famous, I can't force you to write poems. It's just that it's the time of the Lantern Festival. I don't know if I'm lucky enough to travel with you." The veiled woman didn't insist on writing poems. , and another request is made.

Hearing this, Xue Qianye couldn't help but fell silent.

"..."

Although the girl in front of her has a veil on her face, her appearance is definitely not bad after the veil.Normally, it should be someone else pursuing her, but now..., no matter how you look at it, it's the other way around.

Chapter 10

If it wasn't for the aura on her body that hadn't been hidden, Xue Qianye almost thought she was a killer.But think about it, if the other party really found him, it would be impossible to send such a weak killer.It's even impossible for him to discover their shots.

After all, they had sent a grandmaster before, and there was an ambush, which meant that they could not have only one grandmaster.Thinking of this, Xue Qianye also gradually understood that the girl in front of her should be the one who was attracted by the poem just now.

"..."

The veiled woman looked at Xue Qianye with eyes full of spirit, and that kind of eyes were like clear water, which made people unable to bear to refuse.Facing this kind of woman who wanted to make friends with literature, Xue Qianye couldn't help but think of a certain Wenqing girl from her previous life.

"How dare I refuse an invitation from a beautiful lady. I just don't know the lady's name." Thinking of this, Xue Qianye agreed to her invitation.

Since he is not an assassin, the other party like him must not be trying to make money.It's not a problem to travel together, and I will leave when the festival is over. It seems good to have a literary friend during this period.

"The little girl's surname is Li, and her first name is Qingzhao. It's the same name as her husband's sister. I don't know her name." The veiled woman said her name softly.

However, this name couldn't help but make Xue Qianye feel embarrassed about crashing a car.Wu Zhao next to him called out directly.

"Li Qingzhao!" Wu Zhao called out while looking at Xue Qianye.

She subconsciously thought that there was a problem between Xue Qianye and the girl in front of her, but in the blink of an eye, she overturned her own thoughts.After all, her first name was Li Zhao, and then Li Qingzhao.So this should just be a mere accident.

While Wu Zhao lamented the surprise, Xue Qianye also felt very surprised.But if you think about it carefully, the world is so big, and even the world is different, it is not surprising that there is a person with the same name.

"Exactly, so is the girl..." After seeing Wu Zhao's reaction, Li Qingzhao immediately thought of a possibility.

The situation has become like this, and there is no point in denying it.Wu Zhao also simply admitted his pseudonym.

"Yes, sister Qingzhao, my name is also Li Qingzhao. This is my brother, Li Shangyin." Wu Zhao introduced himself and his brother very generously.

"Li Shangyin..." Li Qingzhao muttered the name, realizing that he had never heard of it before.

"Exactly." Xue Qianye replied calmly.

This is their external identity, and they only have this identity before they are sure that each other is safe.

"I didn't expect that my husband and I were so predestined. Maybe we were a family in the previous life." Li Qingzhao smiled slightly on the face behind the veil, and said softly.

"Hey! The world is so small that people can't help but sigh. However, now I probably have no reason to refuse the girl's invitation."

"That's the case. I wonder if sir can write down the verses just now. I know you don't want to ask for fame, but Qingzhao likes the verses just now very much, but I would like to ask you to write one for Qingzhao. Qingzhao is very grateful." At this point, Li Qingzhao changed the subject again.

At this time, Xue Qianye finally understood that the woman in front of her was also quite smart.Judging from what she said just now, she may have thought of this possibility long ago.In other words, her previous series of words were all for the present.

It may not be appropriate to call it a routine, but perhaps it should be called an attachment.

"The word Yuan is so delicate. Since the girl is begging, how can I refuse." As she said, Xue Qianye walked towards the table where the Four Treasures of the Study were placed.

When it comes to calligraphy, Xue Qianye didn't do much research before.However, after getting the Heavenly Book, he read many books that he could get his hands on.There are dozens of books at home, and I haven't read them all.

These books include a series of materials such as chess records, calligraphy, and painting techniques.At that time, I watched a lot of movies, and felt that after my spiritual energy was revived, I could practice painting and Taoism while learning the exercises.But it's a pity...it's useless.

However, using the characteristics of the Heavenly Book, although Xue Qianye cannot be called a master of calligraphy now, he can also be called a 'master'. Of course, this is limited to the calligraphy recorded in the Heavenly Book, and he has not yet reached the level of a master of calligraphy created by himself.

Thinking of this, Xue Qianye picked up a pen and began to write the poem just now in her favorite 'thin gold style'.

"Sir, good handwriting! Qingzhao has never seen such a unique style of fonts, could it be created by Mr."

"That's not the case. This thin golden body is also a hermit who I don't want to be named as my teacher. That expert has already left, and I don't know where I am at this time."

Originally, Xue Qianye wanted to say the founder's name directly, but when she thought that there was Li Qingzhao here, if the person she said had a corresponding person in this world, and he came to the door later, it would be a big joke.Thinking of this, I simply used the nameless hermit, which is more in line with the expectations of the current world.

However, Xue Qianye didn't notice that when he was talking, Wu Zhao beside him was looking at him with subtle eyes.That kind of look is like the look in the eyes of liars before.

"A little heart, Miss Li, please put it away."

"Thank you, sir. If possible, please address Qingzhao directly by his name."

The lights were brightly lit, and there was a constant flow of people, and Xue Qianye had two more people beside him before he knew it.Walking through the stone bridge path, they walked together in the shallow water.The exchange between words is more about poetry and hobbies, and not too many personal things are involved.

Inadvertently, the topic between them came to Overlord.At this time, Xue Qianye couldn't help but think of Li Qingzhao in the history of her previous life. She was born in a descendant and had never seen the scene of that era, and she didn't know what she looked like.But in the era when men dominated everything, there were not many female poets who could leave their names as women.

Life is a master, and death is a ghost.