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Li Qingyun didn't want to embarrass himself, but he didn't care whether Yuxu Palace would be embarrassed or not.

It was just a springboard that gave him some resources and helped him build momentum in the Righteous Alliance. Do you really think he would work wholeheartedly for the Yuxu Palace?

"Master, I didn't kill those three people that day, not because I was soft-hearted, but because Song Yu has a special status, and I dare not attack him without permission."

Even though Song Yu was only a Jindan-stage cultivator and could not rank among the top sects, he helped Haoyang Sect eliminate its internal enemies and led the disciples of Wangyue Sect to explore secret realms.

According to rumors, everyone in Wangyue Sect was grateful to him, and the sect leader Yunxi once said publicly that Song Yu was the Wangyue Sect's permanent guest of honor!

Song Yu's identity and the power behind him forced Li Qingyun to act with caution.

"It's strange to say, what did he find in the secret realm of Wangyue Sect..."

Lin Cheng stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.

So far, except for the people of Wangyue Sect, no one knows what Song Yu discovered in that secret realm, which made the entire Wangyue Sect thank him for it.

“Master, it doesn’t matter what he discovered. What’s important is that I can’t touch him at will, otherwise I will become an enemy of Haoyang Sect and Huayue Sect.”

Li Qingyun asked with difficulty.

These two major sects are both well-known large sects in Lingwu Continent. Even though Li Qingyun is a disciple who is being trained as a priority by Yuxu Palace, if he offends these two sects.

Yuxu Palace will definitely give up Li Qingyun without hesitation when they come to ask for an explanation!

Lin Cheng knew that his concerns were not unreasonable. He was silent for a moment, and finally waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

Li Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew in his heart that if he really had the chance, he would never let Song Yu go.

Who said there can only be one person who can be the No. 1 disciple in Lingwu Continent?

As long as Song Yu is alive, no one will think that Li Qingyun is the real genius.

"Forget it, you can leave first."

Lin Cheng waved his hand impatiently.

……

The next morning, Youlan packed up early and asked Song Yu to watch the morning show.

"Don't you have any interest in the Hehuan Sect's Heavenly Maiden Dance? I heard that it's a dance that would make the real celestial maidens in heaven jealous!"

Youlan said excitedly while holding a booklet.

Song Yu glanced at the cover of the booklet. "Doesn't it also say that the female cultivators of the He Huan Sect are all people who value love and friendship, but they are only promiscuous because of the limitations of the cultivation techniques they practice?"

Youlan nodded: "How do you know? Have you also read this book "Spiritual Martial Continent Sect Records"? "

This is the treasure she bought with five hundred spirit stones!

It contains all kinds of secrets that make her excited, which Song Yu would never tell her!

"I haven't read that book, but I've heard some rumors about the Hehuan Sect."

Song Yu replied calmly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Youlan pouted and said unhappily, "You are such a boring person. You don't even have a little curiosity."

Song Yu shrugged and said with a smile: "Curiosity kills the cat. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of some unnecessary curiosity."

Song Yu had already experienced how powerful the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were.

He just prayed that he would not run into that "old friend" at this celebration banquet.

Youlan curled her lips, said no more, turned around and walked out the door.

Song Yu followed closely behind, and the two went to watch the show together.

Quite a few people have gathered in the square of the Righteous Alliance. Judging from their excited expressions, they are probably here to watch the performance of the female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect.

As the crowd cheered, the female practitioners of the Hehuan Sect slowly walked onto the stage in the center of the square.

They were dressed in long gauze skirts and danced gracefully to the melodious music. Every movement they made was like a tender expression of love to the monks in the audience, which made the male monks very excited.

Youlan stood in the crowd, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She said to Song Yu, "See, I told you this dance is extraordinary. Even you have to admit that their dancing is indeed beautiful."

Song Yu smiled slightly, but remained alert in his heart.

The female practitioners of the Hehuan Sect are good at moving people with their dance. The more enchanting their dance is, the more it will affect people's minds.

He didn't want to be unknowingly bewitched by their dance and become a pawn in the hands of the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect.

At this moment, a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect suddenly gave Song Yu a meaningful look.

There was a burst of boos from the crowd, and they were all angry that Song Yu had won her favor.

"She's looking at you! No, why is she only looking at you?"

Youlan realized belatedly that the female cultivator's dance moves were becoming more and more passionate and bold, and when her body turned around, the snow-white scene was dazzling.

She suddenly felt like leaving.

"Song Yu."

The female cultivator lay on the rope at the edge of the platform, bent down and greeted Song Yu, "My name is Fu'er."

Song Yu stood there without moving, but the male practitioners around him rushed forward like crazy and began to introduce their names one after another.

Fu'er smiled sweetly and returned to the stage.

As they took off their gauze coats, revealing their snow-white shoulders, the female practitioners of the Hehuan Sect began to gradually approach the audience, and their dance steps became lighter, as if floating in the air.

The audience was attracted by their dancing, and some even couldn't help but walk towards the stage to appreciate their beauty from a closer distance.

At this moment, an audience member suddenly rushed to the stage and tried to grab a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect.

However, the female cultivator cleverly dodged his attack and jumped aside lightly.

The audience exclaimed in surprise and the scene became chaotic for a while.

"Look, that guy actually dared to attack the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect!"

"You really don't know how to live or die. How can you just touch the female cultivators of the He Huan Sect?"

In the chaos, Song Yu remained calm. He knew very well how powerful the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were and would never be easily affected by the noise from the outside world. However, Youlan seemed a little uneasy. She tightly grasped Song Yu's arm and whispered, "Let's go. It's too chaotic here."

Song Yu nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly he felt a strange breath coming from the crowd.

He looked around vigilantly but found nothing unusual.

At this moment, Fu'er appeared in his sight again, and there seemed to be a hint of provocation in her eyes.

"Song Yu, are you really not going to come up on stage and dance with us?"

Fu'er's voice was particularly clear amid the noise.

Song Yu smiled slightly and responded politely: "Miss Fu'er, I don't have the dancing skills of your Hehuan Sect. I'm afraid I will spoil everyone's fun."

Fu'er chuckled, said no more, and turned around to continue her dance.

However, Song Yu felt an invisible pressure enveloping him, and there was a hint of familiarity in the breath, as if Song Yu had had a struggle with the owner of the breath a long time ago.

The breath was intermittent until it dissipated among the crowd.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion from behind the crowd.

It turned out that Li Qingyun came to the center of the square surrounded by a group of disciples from Yuxu Palace.

He announced loudly that in order to celebrate the victory of the Righteous Alliance, Yuxu Palace would present a wonderful sword dance performance for everyone present.

As Li Qingyun finished speaking, the disciples of Yuxu Palace drew their swords and started dancing. The sword light was like water and the dancing posture was like the wind, perfectly blending swordsmanship and dance.

However, Song Yu and You Lan disagreed with the performance.

"It's better to continue watching the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect dance. What's so interesting about sword dance? Which cultivator here can't dance with a sword?"

Youlan stood in the audience and complained unhappily.

The cultivators who shared the same idea as her echoed her, and did not lower their standards of appreciation just because it was the disciples of Yuxu Palace performing on the stage. "What sword dance are you watching? If the Hehuan Sect doesn't perform, let the female cultivators of the Wangyue Sect go on stage!"

"What's so interesting about a bunch of grown men dancing with swords? It's really boring."

"It's gone. It's gone."

The monks in the audience gradually dispersed, and Li Qingyun could hardly continue his performance.

Song Yu stood quietly where he was, watching the sword dance of the Yuxu Palace disciples with deep eyes.

Sword dance is not just a simple dance, but a combination of swordsmanship and art, which contains profound martial arts principles.

However, the Yuxu Palace disciples did not display the beauty of sword dance in their every move.

Song Yu knew in his heart that such a sword dance performance lacked the charm of agility and could only be roughly defined as sword dancing, and it was not a real sword dance at all.

"Youlan, do you know the true meaning of sword dance?"

Song Yu suddenly asked.

Youlan was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips: "Sword dance? Isn't it just jumping around with a sword? What's the true meaning of it?"

Song Yu smiled slightly and explained, “In sword dance, every move and every form contains sword intent, and the dancers show the sword intent vividly through the rhythm of their bodies.

This is not only a performance, but also a practice, a comprehension of martial arts."

Youlan nodded as if she understood, but there was still a hint of disapproval in her eyes.

At this moment, Li Qingyun's sword dance performance reached its climax.

But there were only a few audience members left, and Song Yu and Youlan were ready to leave.

Li Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded on the stage.

"After listening to Brother Song's words, I finally understood what kind of secrets are hidden in this sword dance. But my realm is not high enough, so I really can't appreciate the true meaning. I wonder if Brother Song is willing to give me some pointers?"

Li Qingyun jumped off the stage and stood in front of Song Yu.

Song Yu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Li Qingyun to suddenly make such a request, and in front of the disciples of the major sects.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Fellow Daoist Li, you are too kind. My understanding of sword dance is limited to my personal perception. It cannot be said to be guidance."

After saying that, he raised his leg to leave, but was stopped by Li Qingyun again.

"Fellow Daoist Song, why are you so modest? Since you can see the shortcomings in my sword dance, you must be able to sword dance too. Why don't you take advantage of today's good opportunity to perform for us?"

As soon as Li Qingyun finished speaking, a group of disciples who were about to leave surrounded him again.

"I have never seen Fellow Daoist Song dance with a sword. Why don't we open our eyes today?"

Everyone started to make a fuss and surrounded Song Yu.