Ode to Longevity

"Strange, where did Han Bing go? Did he go to the pit? But why did you choose this time?" Muttering, Feng Qingge looked at the room where Han Bing was, walked to the desk, and raised a pen on the After writing on the paper, he nodded with satisfaction and left the room.

"Cough..." A heavy coughing sound came from behind the room. Han Bing, who was pressing his chest with one hand, stared coldly at the letter on display. Sorry, Qingge, I can't see you for the time being. Unexpectedly, Ying Lingfei's strength was actually so strong.

Even if he used the Pluto double sword, he did not have much advantage. Looking at what was written in the letter, Han Bing couldn't help but half-squinted her eyes. What does this mean, she is going to retreat? When, she also learned to lie.

"The Xuanyuan Jade Art can only be opened so close to the end of the world. Without Qingge, I can't get in." Thinking of the most headache, Han Bing's brows furrowed, Jiahai's defense was at the weakest stage, but he still wanted to worry about these things.

It seems that she can only make her believe in herself. The cold light in his eyes flashed away, Han Bing said with a cold face, "Mu Cangyun is too defensive, he is shrewd, he will never be fooled, Zheng Zixu has used it once, and Ying Lingfei, Ye Mo and Yan Wu. Yan Wu is upright by nature, open and stern, not suitable for attacking, Ying Lingfei is too cold and inhuman, and he has just been hurt... The only person who can attack is the bookworm Ye Mo, who can't speak, even if he is wronged, It won't be easy to speak."

The cold light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, and Han Bing sat on the bed, holding his breath, and the black energy around his body healed his wounds.

The next day, Feng Qingge, who was lying in bed, was almost grabbed by someone and dragged out of the bed.

"Don't make trouble, sleep for a while, then sleep again, I can't open my eyes." Holding Mu Cangyun's arm, Feng Qingge hung on his body like a koala, with his small head resting on his body. In his arms, his sleepy eyes glanced, and he continued to fall asleep in a daze.

Almost hugging the sleeping girl and using the jade art to open the horizon, Mu Cangyun could only sigh slightly, put Feng Qingge on the lawn, and let her continue to fall asleep.

With a piece of his right hand, Jiu Yao appeared in his hand, looking at the ever-changing moves on it, he took out the Dragon Yin Sword, waved it with one hand, and the cyan light carried Jiu Yao, flipping in the air, the mysterious golden figure standing in the ancient Under the tree, according to the moves on Jiu Yao, they danced.

The breeze was rising, and the warm sunlight fell on his cheeks, and the long grass tail swept across the tip of his nose, itchy and uncomfortable. Reaching out and rubbing his nose, the sleeping man slowly opened his eyes, the golden maple leaves fell in front of him, and the figure in front rose with the wind, moving like clouds and flowing water, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground and spinning with him.

The long hair like ink danced, and there was no expression on the indifferent face. He closed his eyes casually, those deep eyes locked the tip of the sword in front of him, and the sound of a dragon roar emanated with the shaking of his wrist. Like a beautiful shop.

The emerald green lawn stretches to the sky, the golden maple leaves are flying, and the mysterious golden figure swaying freely with the sound of dragon roars, so casually. It was as if the first time I wanted to meet him, it was as beautiful as a painting, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The sword flower in his hand turned, Mu Cangyun turned his body lightly, the sword finger in his left hand pointed forward, slightly tilted his head to look at the person under the tree, the smile on the corner of his mouth was outlined, and he said softly: "Wake up. already?"

"Ah? I woke up, um..." Quickly wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth, Feng Qingge stood up immediately, stretched her waist and said, "What did you practice just now? It's like dancing."

"..." Twisting? Mu Cangyun almost bit her tongue, she actually said so about the martial arts skills on Jiu Yao. Raising his sword eyebrows slightly, Mu Cangyun rolled his eyes, holding the Longyin Sword and said: "The sword is flexible, the body of the sword should be light, and the body should be agile. You have been to Chaoyang Sect and Helan Family. His swordsmanship combines footwork and formation, and Jiu Yao has the same effect as them, but what it combines is all things."

"Huh?" Everything? Feng Qingge didn't understand the meaning of Mu Cangyun's words at all. She knew a little about the swordsmanship of the Helan family. Swordsmanship could also be used in formations and attacked together in formation. , she doesn't understand. Could it be that this thing can still create all things, so what Taoism, one life two, two begets three, three begets all things?

The corner of his mouth twitched, Mu Cangyun stretched out his hand to hold Feng Qingge's little head, and smiled helplessly: "You, you, if you have time, you can go and see the sources of martial arts recorded in the history of the mainland, no matter what age it is, Cultivation is the same."

What about the earth where she lives, without cultivation, how can it be unchanged? Feng Qingge pouted, but she didn't say the following words. After all, she knew, but Mu Cangyun didn't.

"The reason why we can cultivate is not just to quench our bodies, but also to use the ability to use all things in the world. No matter what kind of cultivation method it is, it must be related to all things. The Dutch family's swordsmanship is good, but it is not as good as Chaoyang Sect. Because what they have lost is only their own strength, and they have never thought of combining the strength of the outside world." Looking at the person in front of him, Mu Cangyun continued: "The great array of arrows piercing the heart set up by the Baili family is the inside and outside. The combination is endless. Martial arts also have to be combined inside and out. Your own strength is limited, so you must use…”

"The power of the outside world, right? The power of the five elements, or something else? Does it have anything to do with all things? Can you give birth to Tai Chi?" The corner of his mouth ticked upward, Feng Qingge was not interested in these explanations, Mu Cangyun said these words Her heart was itching, and she wanted to know the secrets of Jiuyi.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Mu Cangyun said softly, "It is connected to all things, no matter what power or qi, you can borrow it. In sixty-one years, qi and luck change randomly, but the only constant is the power of the stars. Nine Lights , do you know what it is?"

"What?" These two words are so strange, and Feng Qingge has never studied them, so how can they understand them.

Mu Cangyun smiled softly and explained without hesitation: "Around the Seven Stars, there are two less outstanding stars, called Zuo Fu and Youbi, and their names are Jiu Yao. And the martial arts in this book , combined with star power, connected with all things, after learning, you can use the power of all things, you say, is it amazing?"

"Although I don't understand it very well, it feels amazing. Then, let me see?" With wide eyes, Feng Qingge looked at the person in front of him. The blue light was still flipping through the book in front of him. What does the action in it mean.