best nun

Chapter 71
On the way back to Yunlan Mountain, Xiao Hanyue was meditating all the way.

I have said so much to Qin Zidan just now, but the most important problem is that there is no one on hand.Thinking of the 390 children in Liulijing, Xiao Hanyue sighed, if he could bring them here, it would be much easier.

After returning to Yunlan Mountain, she went directly to Ziyun Garden.In the past few days, he either took it to the study in the inner courtyard, or stayed with Mr. Ou Yehong, but he still hasn't been to this real residence.

As soon as he entered Ziyun Garden, he saw a figure coming up to him.

"Junior Sister Xiao, it's been a long time!" Looking up, it was Gu Ming.

Xiao Hanyue still remembered that Gu Ming took great care of herself when she first arrived at Ziyunyuan.She cupped her fists towards Gu Ming and said, "Senior Brother Gu, it's been a long time, but the past two years have been going well."

Gu Ming laughed: "What's the matter? It's not the same as before. Elder Meng has been looking for you for the past few days, but he couldn't find anyone. You came back just in time. Come with me to see Elder Meng."

Xiao Hanyue nodded, and followed Gu Ming to Elder Meng's yard.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Gu Ming said goodbye and left.

Xiao Hanyue went in alone, and saw that Elder Meng was already waiting.

"I heard the breath outside, and I thought it was you who came." Elder Meng smiled slightly, "Sit down, don't be too polite."

"Yes." Xiao Hanyue saluted and replied.

She still has a good impression of Elder Meng.After all, the people in Ziyun Garden were very protective of her back then.

"I've also heard about your matter, but the young master hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid there will be some inquiries at that time. Just treat it as a normal question and don't pay too much attention to it." Elder Meng said gently.

Xiao Hanyue nodded.

"I heard that you have broken through to the third-rank realm in the early days?" Elder Meng asked.

Xiao Hanyue smiled and said: "It's just a breakthrough, it's nothing."

"Hey, if the third grade of the Taichu is nothing, then the old people are nothing." Elder Meng chuckled and shook his head.

"Although you haven't been in Ziyunyuan for long, you have been a disciple of Ziyunyuan for two years. Speaking of which, I haven't taught you anything."

"It's not Elder Meng's fault, it's because Hanyue has never had a chance to ask Elder Meng for advice." Xiao Hanyue had already heard some signs, and quickly got up to answer.

"Follow me." Elder Meng walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.

When I came to the yard, it was already night, and the moon and stars were sparse.In the pitch-black sky, a bright moon hangs.Everything is dead, and there is silence.

Elder Meng stood proudly with his hands behind his back, but Xiao Hanyue felt an inexplicable feeling.

It seems that there is only one person in the world, standing upright.

Elder Meng pondered for a long time before he said: "Actually, I originally planned to teach you a set of boxing techniques. But I heard that you defeated Nangongqian with a single punch at the Dongling martial arts meeting that day. Come to think of it, you are very good at boxing techniques. Shallow. I won’t worry too much about this. After thinking about it, since you have already reached the third rank of Taichu, the most urgent need is a magic weapon. I see that you wear a long sword on your waist every day. Today, I will pass on Your skill with the sword."

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Xiao Hanyue's face.

The art of controlling the sword, represented by these four short words, is what makes monks all over the world crazy about it.

What kind of courage is it for Yujian to take a person's head from thousands of miles away.Just thinking about it is enough to make your blood boil!

However, the art of controlling the sword is often only mastered by the real sect.To learn the art of controlling the sword, one must have a high enough talent and cultivation, and then it is possible only after being valued by the elders in the sect.Even among the inner disciples of the Dongling family, there are only a dozen or so who are qualified to practice the skill of controlling the sword.

"Look out." Elder Meng shouted in a low voice, raised his right hand suddenly, and saw a cold glow rising from his waist.

Cold and silvery, cold and cold.

Xiao Hanyue felt a chill all over her body, and the moment Elder Meng drew the long sword from its sheath, the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly drop by half.But Xiao Hanyue understood that it was not the temperature change, but the boundless sword energy that pierced the bone!

The flying sword hovered and danced in the air, like an elf in the night sky, extremely agile.When you saw Nangong Qianfei Sword, Xiao Hanyue already felt that it was extremely agile, but compared with Elder Meng.Xiao Hanyue couldn't help sighing, Nangongqian's flying sword was not much better than a zombie.

If such a flying sword attacks him...

Just thinking about it made Xiao Hanyue feel creepy.

The flying sword flew in the air for a long time before suddenly falling.

Elder Meng let out a long howl, but he didn't know how to move, he just waved his long sleeves lightly, and stood on the flying sword.In the moonlight, I saw him flying with his sword, or straight up to the nine heavens, or circled under the moon, just like a fairy.

Xiao Hanyue only felt dizzy for a while.

After a long time, Elder Meng lightly lowered the moon, and the flying sword groaned in the air and then came down, suspended above the palm of Elder Meng, humming in a low voice, just like a spoiled child.

And Elder Meng looked at Fei Jian with a gentle and loving gaze.

"The sword is the heart of the swordsman, and the flying sword is connected with the heart of the swordsman. If you want to truly control the sword for thousands of miles, you must obtain the heart of the flying sword." Elder Meng flipped his hand, and the flying sword suddenly slipped into its sheath.

Xiao Hanyue frowned for a long time, and then said: "Why do I hear that Feijian needs to be refined with special materials?"

Elder Meng smiled and said: "That is inevitable. The better the material, the easier it is for the refined flying sword to produce a sword spirit. Long swords made of ordinary iron can also be used as flying swords, but ordinary iron weapons cannot bear the innate strength. The tyrannical power of the strong, secondly, it is difficult to produce spirituality. If there is no spirituality, the flying sword is just a dead thing. How can a dead thing carry you thousands of miles?"

I thought it would be some kind of cultivation method, but I didn't expect it to be a big truth.But Xiao Hanyue understood that Elder Meng's speech tonight was a thousand times better than that kind of cultivation method!
She bowed deeply to Elder Meng, and said respectfully: "Han Yue has been taught."

Elder Meng nodded with a smile.

Back in her room, Xiao Hanyue sat cross-legged on the bed.The figure of Elder Meng Yujian under the moon is always circling in her mind.

Sword spirit, sword spirit...

The so-called blessing to the soul is at this moment, Xiao Hanyue suddenly opened her eyes, and saw a long sword hanging on the wall.

This long sword is the relic left by Xiao Huaiyu's mother, and Xiao Hanyue does not carry it with her on weekdays.One is that it is afraid of damage, and the other is that it is rarely used.

But at this moment, looking at the long sword, an uncontrollable impulse surged in her heart.

She jumped up and grabbed the long sword, but she didn't land on the ground, just tapped the wall with her toes, and the person flew out of the window like a bird.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Hanyue suddenly had a strange feeling that the long sword seemed to be integrated with her.

How could there be such a situation, Xiao Hanyue was also surprised for a while.

But for her at the moment, this is not a bad thing.

Elder Meng was holding his sword under the moonlight, and if someone else looked at it, he might only be able to see his sword moves.But Xiao Hanyue is different. The nature of the sun and the moon has given her the power of observation far beyond ordinary people, and all the flow of power cannot escape her eyes.Elder Meng probably couldn't imagine how much this sword dance would have an impact on Xiao Hanyue!

Xiao Hanyue whistled softly, the innate energy in her body turned, and she jumped up.

At this moment, she was surprised to find that an inexplicable force flowed out from the small bead in her heart, which had not moved for a long time, and poured straight into the long sword in her hand.After receiving this power, the long sword let out a cheerful soft moan, just like an elf who had been sleeping for a long time suddenly woke up.

After that, he flew up with Xiao Hanyue.

Xiao Hanyue didn't know what happened at all, but the feeling of joy from the long sword spread all over her body.Now she doesn't bother to care about what happened, her only thought is to dance lightly with the flying sword.

Under the moonlight, some disciples in Ziyun Garden looked up occasionally, and saw a stunning scene. Under the moonlight, a fairy in white was holding a long sword, stepping on the void, dancing lightly in the air.

After a long time, Feijian landed with Xiao Hanyue.

Xiao Hanyue took a deep breath, adjusted her breath slightly, and then opened her eyes.

"Who are you?" Xiao Hanyue asked softly.

There was a buzzing sound from the long sword, it was not human language, but Xiao Hanyue seemed to understand it.It felt weird, but so real.

"Don't you know your own name?" Xiao Hanyue smiled slightly, "Then you will be called Qingwu from now on."

The long sword jumped with joy, and that joy spread into Xiao Hanyue's heart.

Returning the sword into its sheath, Xiao Hanyue returned to the room.

I'm afraid even Elder Meng himself could not have imagined that Xiao Hanyue had completely mastered it on the night when he taught the art of controlling the sword.You must know that what Elder Meng demonstrated just now is not an ordinary method of controlling a sword.

In the words of the monks, that is the method of refining the natal magic weapon.

The so-called natal magic weapon is the magic weapon that truly communicates with the monks.A monk may have countless magic weapons, but he will only have one magic weapon in his life.

However, Xiao Hanyue didn't know that at the moment Qingwu awakened, far to the west of the mainland, in the extreme west, in the wind and snow that filled the sky, a huge snow mountain stood proudly.

(End of this chapter)