Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

It is night.

Listen to the rain under the pine trees.

The moonlight is bright tonight.

But Yue Buqun~they are not playing the zither and flute together.

Instead, they are teaching and discussing swords.

"Brother."

"You really made things difficult for Feifei this time."

Bai Feifei said awkwardly: "Xiaohong has a top family tradition, and I can't show off my skills."

"Your martial arts talent is wasted."

"Don't belittle yourself here."

Yue Buqun gently pinched Bai Feifei's nose and said: "Xiaohong can continue to practice the Sun family's skills, or she can change to the Huashan system. You are her master, and you must give her clear guidance. If she needs anything, she can go to Youshoubuweixuan to get the skills."

Bai Feifei presented the Ghost Secret Book.

It is really a great achievement.

But she never exchanged for any Huashan skills.

She seemed very dutiful.

"Qingfeng Thirteen Styles?"

Bai Feifei instinctively thought of the top swordsmanship that had just been born.

After all, Qingfeng Thirteen Styles was too amazing.

She still remembered it vividly.

"Qingfeng swordsmanship emphasizes [lightness]."

"As unrestrained, free, casual, and unrestrained as the breeze."

"Only in this way can it be like something, like nothing, like reality, like change, but not change."

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "Xiaohong is lively and cheerful by nature, which is not compatible with Qingfeng swordsmanship. Even if she practices hard for a lifetime, it is probably difficult to reach the pinnacle."

"Okay."

Bai Feifei was convinced.

Then she sighed and said, "With your request, I really don't know who can practice Qingfeng Sword Technique."

"It's far away in the sky, but it's right in front of us."

"In fact, there is a person in Huashan who is extremely suitable for practicing Qingfeng Sword Technique."

Speaking of this, Yue Buqun looked at someone on the side.

Bai Feifei also looked over instinctively.

Lin Shiyin.

Lin Shiyin, who was studying the music score, felt something and couldn't help but look up.

What caught her eye was the intriguing eyes of the two people.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Shiyin's mind was full of suspicion.

"No."

Yue Buqun said: "I just think you may have to learn a very simple sword technique next, and the time will be a little tight."

"Yeah."

Bai Feifei also echoed: "The sword technique also includes a unique body technique, which can make it easy for you to go up and down the mountain, and you can calmly protect yourself even if you encounter danger."

"Really?"

"Then learn it."

Lin Shiyin was a little resistant to learning martial arts.

But when she heard that this sword technique was very simple and convenient for her to travel, she did not resist and let it go.

It's not that her temperament has become lazy.

It's that after she has no pursuit, she has become natural and casual.

Such a demeanor.

I'm afraid that she will be more compatible with Qingfeng Sword Technique.It's ridiculous.

Yue Buqun and Bai Feifei smiled at each other.

Lin Shiyin was puzzled, but she didn't care too much.

"By the way."

Bai Feifei suddenly asked: "Brother, didn't Ah Fei practice Yangwu swordsmanship? Why did he change to Xiyi swordsmanship?"

If it wasn't for the duel with Linghu Chong.

Bai Feifei didn't know that her son's major swordsmanship had changed.

This is not Bai Feifei's negligence.

After all, she lives alone in Qingfeng Cottage now, while Ah Fei lives with other children.

Plus Ah Fei is independent.

If you don't pay attention, you will miss it.

"It fits."

"Yangwu Sword Technique requires self-cultivation and tempering of the heart of Tao."

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "A Fei seems to be able to endure loneliness on the surface, but in fact he is cold, indifferent and cruel."

A Fei's coldness is innate.

It is created by the primitive environment.

He is only passionate in front of his beauty, in front of himself and Bai Feifei.

Of course.

Linghu Chong always has one way or another to make A Fei lively.

"Xiyi Sword Technique first focuses on nature, then emptiness."

"No wonder it fits A Fei."

Bai Feifei was also relieved.

Fortunately, his son has a very high talent.

It took half a day to get started with Yangwu Sword Technique, and three days to achieve a small success, so it didn't take too long.

The error tolerance rate is very high.

"Master Brother."

Lin Shiyin finally took the initiative.

She pointed her slender fingers at the music score and asked:

"The sun and the moon wax and wane, good disappears and evil grows... This section is about the dangers and corruption of the martial arts world."

"But the following "Sighing the fleeting years, wasting the beauty and beauty, and the red makeup, and "Wei Bu Yingying, accompanying you to venture into the world" not only have a discordant tune, but also a fatal conflict of artistic conception."

After asking.

Lin Shiyin's bright eyes just looked at Yue Buqun.

The emotion was very pure.

It was just pure joy of learning.

"Oh, this."

"You actually care too much about the high-pitched part and ignore the transition in the low tide."

"You see, there is always a low tide of grudges and separations, and winning or losing is not a big deal. Isn't it a contradiction and a transition of the melody?"

Yue Buqun then pointed out some mysteries.

After all, no matter what.

His current music skills are considered to be advanced.

It is really not difficult to interpret the "self-created" music score.

"So that's it."

Lin Shiyin suddenly understood.

What she has been studying recently is the several interpretation modes of [Swordsman Song].

Different modes have different interpretations.

Naturally, there will be different technical interpretations and emotional expressions.

This mode of one song with multiple styles.

In the martial arts world, it is considered a subversion of advantages.

"That's great.”

Bai Feifei watched all this.

He was at peace.

Especially for Lin Shiyin’s changes.

She was happy from the bottom of her heart.

Because now Lin Shiyin no longer needed to live for anyone.

It was night.

Very quiet.

Also peaceful.

Also full of the atmosphere of art and literature.

Tianshan Mountain.

On Yulian Peak.

The cold wind was bleak and the snow was white.

Hua Yinzhu had been waiting here for a long time.

Although Hua Yinzhu was already half a century old, his blood and qi were still at their peak. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Because of his Internal power is not the orthodox practice of the Western Demon Sect.

It is the peerless inheritance he obtained by personally destroying an ancient sect:

Great Hunyuan Gong.

The Great Hunyuan Gong of Tianzhuo Dihun in the Great Compassion of Yin and Yang in the Heaven and Earth Contest.

Bai Xiaosheng did not put the Demon Sect in the weapon list. []

It is not that the Demon Sect has no masters.

It is that there are too many masters in the Demon Sect.

For example, Hua Yinzhu.

His martial arts is at the level of Fangzheng and Chongxu.

The sound of stepping on snow can be heard.

A man came with a long sword on his back.

This is a sword with a very strange shape.

The scabbard is black, and the handle is also black.

"Good sword! ”

Hua Yinzhu added in his heart: "So young..."

Yes.

At this time, Bai Tianyu was really young.

Even compared to Li Xunhuan, he was several years younger.

"This sword is made of meteorite iron from outer space."

"I swept through twenty-one tribes outside the Great Wall and asked famous masters from the Central Plains to forge it."

0Seeking flowers

Bai Tianyu stroked the scabbard.

It was like stroking the most precious thing in the world.

"Does it have a name?"

Bai Tianyu's sword became famous all over the world along with the weapon list.

The whole world calls it the magic sword.

Or the magic sword.

But Hua Yinzhu knew that this sword must not be called these.

"The name of the sword is Hei Yuan. ”

“As for the reason, you will know it soon.”

Bai Yutian was extremely confident.

Even his smile was full of irresistible arrogance.

“Where is your knife?”

Bai Tianyu found that Hua Yinzhu did not bring any weapon, and he could not help but frowned.

He liked masters.

Especially masters who died in his hands.

But Hua Yinzhu did not bring his famous weapon, which was simply half of his martial arts.

“If the old man said that the magic skill is perfect.”

“From now on, I will no longer stick to swords and weapons. Do you believe it?”

Hua Yinzhu’s tone was mature and steady.

There was no targeting in the words, but Bai Tianyu felt a strong malice.

“Really?”

Bai Tianyu’s smile became brighter.

About...

Draw the sword!

Hua Yinzhu's expression also turned cold.

The next moment.

The world in front of him showed a blade as dark as the abyss.

This black is gorgeous.

It is mysterious.

It is like the enchantment and evil thoughts from the Nine Nether Hell.

Cut off everything.

Sever everything.

Hua Yinzhu's palm is like a wish, and the devil descends:

Ruyi devil!

An extremely precise palm slapped on the black blade.

As a result, Hua Yinzhu was shaken up.

The shock of the true energy raised actually cleared the two-foot-thick snow within a three-foot range.

And they were standing on the snow from beginning to end.

Such a light skill.

Even for masters, it is incredible.

It is like a miracle to ordinary people.

Kill!

Bai Tianyu's breath exploded like a volcanic eruption.

The sharp pressure swept away.

Hua Yinzhu was still in mid-air, and the whole person felt the oppression of death.

Fatal killing intent.

Death knife method.

Hua Yinzhu couldn't understand why there was such a terrible knife in this world.

He had seen it once before.

I didn't expect that there was an equally terrible knife method in this world.

Control the chain.

Eight-style combo.

This is Ruyi Tianmo, the chain of eight styles.

A magic skill that can be a palm method, a knife method, or a sword method.

The knife light fell like a torrential rain.

The cold killing intent eroded the soul.

Bai Tianyu's knife is domineering and ruthless.

At this moment.

The temperature of Yulian Peak, which was already bone-chilling, suddenly dropped again.

Even martial arts masters with superb internal strength could not bear it.

But the two still did not feel it.

"Come!"

Hua Yinzhu roared in despair, shaking the world.

A ball of blood energy that was as condensed as substance gathered in his hand and slammed down.

Bai Tianyu's knife was strangled.

At this moment.

Hua Yinzhu was burning all over.

It seemed that every drop of his flesh and blood was boiling.

The whole person was filled with bloody tacit understanding, and the whole world was rippling with terrible energy.

But Hua Yinzhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because Bai Tianyu drew his knife again.

This was the last knife.

It was pure black.

The black light that swallowed everything like the abyss.

Even the blazing sun and the pale snow could not snatch his color spoon. .