Under the stars, it was supposed to be a quiet night, but Fengming Pavilion seemed a little noisy tonight.
Perhaps it was because the small trouble caused by Guangnan had been solved that the two main people in power in the sect couldn't help but feel a little comfortable, so that tonight During dinner time, these two people actually stopped asking others to eat and sleep silently.
Perhaps Fengming Pavilion does not need such a cautious existence at all, but in this world, since it is a martial arts sect, how can it truly remain hidden outside the world.
At this time, Fengming Pavilion is not as proud as it was a hundred years ago when Le Xian fought against the four great masters in the world.
Apart from Qingcheng, only two elders with the highest seniority have entered the earth rankings.
Such a prominent sect, There are only three masters on the Earth Ranking.
With such a decline, it is natural to act more cautiously.
After Yue Izuyun had eaten, he saw that the other masters and uncles were still in high spirits, so he immediately went out quietly by himself and headed towards his small courtyard.
Although Tingzhu Weiyu is not as good as Fengming Qiuwu, it is a very suitable weapon for Yue Izuyun.
However, Yue Izuyun does not listen to Tingzhu, but only brings the inconspicuous bamboo flute from the house.
Go to the courtyard.
The sound of the flute sounded leisurely.
Perhaps it was due to his mood.
Yue Izuyun wanted to play this song of the water dragon in such a night.
At that time, the four major musical instruments of NetEase Cloud went against the will of heaven.
Under the rule that animals cannot become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they changed their fate and became the first batch of musical instruments to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Among them, the erhu spirit Xiao Hu Xian'er was the first, and the flute became Jing's Shui Yue'er was not to be outdone.
With her supreme appearance, she achieved great fame in the world.
She was instantly famous on Bilibili and NetEase Cloud.
This water dragon chant is the work of Dizi Jing.
The internal energy cyclone in the dantian rotates rapidly with the sound of the flute.
However, under the control of Luo Yu Jingxian's internal energy, no matter how fast the internal energy grows, it is still under Yue Izuyun's control.
A vague aura spread from the whole body, and then dissipated in the blink of an eye.
A lifetime was extinguished, just in the blink of an eye.
After an instant, it was as if nothing happened around Yue Izuyun, but it made people feel that the young man in front of him seemed to be.
Integrate into this world, emerge proudly, and have no fight with the world.
This is the power of Mo Wen Xin.
The moment the internal force of Luo Yu Jingxian is generated, it is transformed into the meridians of the limbs and bones of the body.
All the internal force is hidden in the body in an instant.
If the user is not exposed, there will be no chance of being discovered. possible.
And for Yue Izumo, internal strength is not the most important thing at all.
At this moment, under the starry sky, the dazzling swordsmanship that night finally came to his mind again.
As soon as the flute played, the song "Ming Yue Tian Ya" came out from Yuechu Yun's lips.
The night sky was silent, and as soon as the sound of the flute came, the whole night had a faint and unusual meaning.
The exciting sound of the flute resounded without the slightest fluctuation of internal energy, it was just a simple sound of the flute.
But to Youxin's ears, such a pure flute sound carries a somewhat majestic and sharp sword intent.
The wind transforms the sword's intention, which is also the effect of falling feathers and frightening strings.
The sword dance in Qingcheng that day contained the loneliness in the music of Yue Izumo, and now the flute sound of Yue Izumo can also contain the swordsmanship that I have learned.
"The sound of this flute is the apprentice's swordsmanship" In Qingcheng's room not far away, Qingcheng, who had been preparing to take a rest, suddenly frowned and looked up out of the window.
Suddenly, it seemed as if there was a swordsman in white in front of him.
He swung his sword down into the sky and flew away under the bright moon.
The power of immortality is coming towards him.
"snort" Qingcheng snorted coldly, her internal energy exploded instantly, her eyes finally regained clarity, and then she realized that the sword intent just now actually made her break into a cold sweat.
"Such a strong sword intention.
The sword intention contained in this sword is like reaching the extreme of kendo, but when I think about it carefully, I still can't reach that state.
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Apprentice, what kind of kendo do you understand?"
Qingcheng muttered to himself, came back to his senses and headed towards Yue Izuyun's small courtyard without hesitation.
When he saw Yue Izuyun in blood-colored clothes, he was surrounded by an extremely strong sword intent, and this sword intent happened to be Qingcheng's.
Just like what I felt from the sound of the flute.
The sound of the flute was loud and full of killing intent, just in response to the killing intent of the sword, but this sword intent clearly had no trace of human spirit, just like a peerless swordsman.
"In this case, this kind of swordsmanship is called Feixian Swordsmanship.
A sword comes from the west, and a flying fairy from the sky is called Feixian Swordsmanship, but it is not in vain for your reputation."
The flute sound dissipated, Yue Izuyun looked up at the starry sky and sighed, but his heart always felt empty.
He didn't know what was wrong.
He wanted to release an extremely strong emotion, but in the end he couldn't.
This feeling made Yue Izumo extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Seeing this, Qingcheng thought for a moment and understood Yue Chuyun's current state.
He immediately flicked his right sleeve and used his inner strength to push open the window.
Tingzhu Weiyu, who was placed in front of the window, immediately jumped into Qingcheng's hands.
"Apprentice, take the sword."
The cold voice made Yue Izumo react immediately.
His right hand reached forward without hesitation, and the long sword was firmly held in his hand without saying a word.
Holding a sword in one hand, Yue Izuyun felt that he had a place to vent his emotions.
Qingcheng did not stop, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the bluestone platform not far away and sat cross-legged, listening to the bamboo harp on his knees, and with his right hand Landing gently on the strings, it was the Mingyue Tianya that Yue Izuyun had just played on his flute.
A swordsman must have his own sword after all.
If he doesn’t even have a sword, what’s the use of having a strong sword intention?
Yuechu Yunkan turned around to look at his master who was playing Shen Xin's piano music.
The sound of the piano sounded as if he was already familiar with it, and there was no harshness at all as if he had only heard it once.
The style of music and even the hint of sword intent that Yue Izumo felt could be heard in the sound of the piano.
"In this world, I am the only one who can understand your music."
The words that Qingcheng once said echoed in his ears, Yue Izuyun raised a discouraged smile on his lips and closed his eyes An Ran.
The sword energy soared into the sky again, but Weiyu still stopped firmly in Yue Izuyun's hand.
With his eyes closed, Yue Izumo seemed to see the figure in white that had always existed in his memory, as well as his extremely gorgeous swordsmanship, and his murderous intent reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship.
The light cloud covers the moon, and the sword energy is like a rainbow.
No one can dodge this sword, and no one can stop this sword.
As long as the long sword is in hand, this sword will not fail.
Conceit, the ultimate self-confidence.
This sword is a sword technique that cannot be defeated.
More importantly, it is the self-confidence that I am invincible with a long sword in my hand.
Draw your sword and take your life.
This sword is as beautiful as the plum blossoms blooming in the sky, but I don't know how many lives were completely withered in this moment of youth.
The sword intent dissipated, and Yue Chuyun became the gentle young man in red again.
Qingcheng came quietly behind him, but Tingzhu in her arms still vaguely retained the charm of the music style just now.
"Flying Immortal Kendo" Yue Izuyun whispered four words without any reservation.
Qingcheng nodded, naturally understanding the profound meaning contained in these four words.
Sword Dao is naturally the Dao.
Since it is named after Feixian Sword Dao, it naturally means that those who understand it have completely entered the Dao realm and achieved the status of a master on the Earth Ranking.
But Yue Izuyun kept speaking, with a rare hint of enthusiasm in his tone.
He took a deep breath and finally spoke after thinking for a long time.
"This sword is done":