"Then I'll ask you for help from Senior Brother." Song Yunge said: "Sister Sister Zhuo, Senior Brother can speak well."

"I don't know what it means to say." Feng Jin smiled bitterly: "You don't know Junior Sister Zhuo's temper. How could you agree if you don't sell anyone's face!"

Song Yunge said: "She still respects you very much, Senior Brother."

Feng Jin is a famous good-looking man. He has a very popular reputation in Tianyue Mountain, and his junior sister and younger brother are very respectful.

"Don't say it's me, she doesn't listen to Elder Xin's words!" Feng Jin shook his head.

"...Okay, I'll do it." Song Yunge said.

"You-?" Feng Jin hesitated: "You can't do it."

"Try it." Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "If you can kill a demon prince, you will be at least two tenth grades, right?"

"You, you don't have to be successful!" Feng Jin was worried again.

Yun Ge has always been calm and dared to do such crazy things. This is because he was driven crazy by credit. It's pitiful!

Song Yunge got up and left.

Feng Jin stretched out his hand and stopped again, shook his head helplessly.

He made up his mind that he could not persuade him, so he should think about how to help.

Song Yunge walked from his remote courtyard to the center of Tianyue Villa, came to an outside of a courtyard with green tiles and red walls, and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." A cold voice came from inside.

Song Yunge pushed the door open and went in.

There were no lanterns in the yard, and it was hazy, like the moonlight on a woman in white in the middle of the yard.

Under the moonlight, this graceful woman exudes a soft light, like a statue of a white jade beauty.

For the masters of Tianwai Tian, ​​night is like day.

He could clearly see Zhuo Xiaowan's face and smell the faint cold fragrance on her body.

Seeing her face, Song Yunge always thinks that there are a pair of ingenious skillful hands between heaven and earth. Otherwise, how could she create such a beautiful woman? Her beauty is a kind of beauty beyond imagination.

Standing in front of her will make people feel ashamed and uncontrollably ashamed and involuntarily regarded as fairy.

Therefore, she has the name of a fairy.

She looked at Song Yunge indifferently with her bright eyes.

Song Yunge felt as if two clear springs were flowing over, immersing his body and mind.

His heart, which has been restless and sensitive since today, suddenly became quiet. Facing such beauty, he had no desire, and could only praise.

"Senior Brother Song." Zhuo Xiaowan said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"I want to learn the Qingyuan Sword Art from Elder Xin." Song Yunge said: "I wonder if Elder Xin is here?"

He actually knew that at night, Elder Xin would be drunk and no one would be seen.

Zhuo Xiaowan said lightly: "Elder Xin has already fallen asleep, come again tomorrow."

"I have something to do during the day, so I can only practice swords at night." Song Yunge said helplessly.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Qingyuan Sword Technique..., Brother Song, have you practiced the Nine Swords of Tianyue until the ninth style?"

"yes."

"Let's practice and take a look."

Song Yunge drew his sword and swung it out, and the sword light filled the yard. The clear and bright sword light drowned the moonlight.

Zhuo Xiaowan stared at Song Yunge, frowned slightly, thinking about something.

After a while, the sword light in the sky was condensed, and the sword returned to the sheath. Song Yunge clasped his fists and said, "I hope Junior Sister Zhuo will give me advice."

Zhuo Xiaowan's expression was still faint, and she said calmly: "It's not bad in general. You can practice the Qingyuan Sword Art. I will only practice it three times."

She was really not curious about why Song Yunge had practiced the Tianyue Nine Swords at once. Everyone had their own fate. Just practice their own sword and walk their own path, without being distracted from anything else.

Song Yunge hugged his fists.

If Xin Buli is around, Zhuo Xiaowan is responsible for passing the sword. This is something that all the disciples of Tianyue Villa recognize.

It’s not because of her beauty. Although it’s a rare beauty when she swung her sword, the disciples were very clear when it came to martial arts. In the final analysis, it was because she was even better than the elder who passed the sword.

When I saw her swing her sword, I would gain something every time I looked at it.

Zhuo Xiaowan moved her lotus step one meter away, stretched out her right arm gracefully, and the long sword flew out of the scabbard as if it was spiritual, catching up with her jade hand and turning into a cold light.

Song Yunge didn't care about her graceful figure, or smelled the faint cold fragrance, stared at the sword force, and followed the sword force.

The Qingyuan Sword Technique is much more exquisite than the Tianyue Nine Swords, with a long and profound artistic conception.

What he needs to remember is not only the sword style, but also the artistic conception of each sword, which can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words.

Sword skills are easy to practice, but artistic conception is difficult to understand.

The understanding of artistic conception is the foundation of swordsmanship.

Otherwise, with all the disciples of Tianyueshan who are extremely smart, no matter how exquisite the sword skills are, they will be able to practice quickly, and they will not be trapped in a set of sword skills for several years.

As long as you practice the first step of the Qingyuan Sword Technique, you will naturally break through the swordsman to reach the sword master's realm. As long as you practice the first step of the Kuaizai Sword Technique, you will naturally break through the sword master and reach the sword master's realm.

"Ding..." The long sword returned to the sheath, and the clear light disappeared.

Zhuo Xiaowan stood back to her original position, her feet standing at the same level as before, and her footprints were tightly matched.

When Zhuo Xiaowan took the sword, Song Yunge felt inexplicably melancholy, as if he had lost something, and wished she would keep waving it.

He tried hard to put aside his inexplicable melancholy and smiled and nodded: "Junior Sister Zhuo, I have something to ask for."

He had an inexplicable impulse, and could stay here for another breath, and he didn't want to leave her.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "It's getting late, Senior Brother Song, please come back!"

Song Yunge said slowly: "A demon lord lurks in my jurisdiction. I want to find someone to help destroy him."

"Demon Lord, it's best to inform the Suzaku Guard. Demon Lord is too dangerous. Although the credit is good, life is more important," Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Senior Brother Song, please send it away."

She turned around and was about to enter the main hall.

Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Zhuo, I have asked Mei Ying to help."

"Mei Ying?" Zhuo Xiaowan stopped and turned to look at him.

Under the moonlight, her clear and bright eyes flashed like rippling waves.

Song Yunge felt weak and felt that Zhuo Xiaowan could see through her, her bright eyes were deep and distant, and she wanted to swallow her soul.

He couldn't help but want to tell the truth, but he insisted on it. He felt dark. Zhuo Xiaowan must have a secret technique, a secret technique that can control his spirit!

Fortunately, I was strong in my spirit and could stop it. If I changed others, I couldn't wait to confess.

But you can't show that you can withstand it, and you can win the trust of her if you just follow the trend.

Song Yunge's thoughts were all the time, and he showed apologies in the blink of an eye: "I told Mei Ying, Junior Sister Zhuo, you will help, so she agreed."

"What a waste of money!" Zhuo Xiaowan said lightly, as if ridiculed and sarcastic, her eyes were clear and deep, making people feel ashamed of themselves.

Song Yunge had no choice but to: "Otherwise I can't invite Mei Ying, Junior Sister Zhuo, you won't let me break my promise, right? If she finds she's deceived by me, she will never let her go."

"Since you're afraid of her, why do you still lie to her?"

"Just Sister Zhuo, just to ask you to help."

"It is not the right way to lie and deceive others, and it is also necessary to suffer a little."

"This is the Demon Lord. To break through the Sword Lord, this is the shortcut. It is easiest to understand the sword intent and the easiest to break through when fighting with the Demon Lord in life and death."

"It's also the easiest to die!"

"...Yes, so it depends on how you decide, Junior Sister Zhuo." Song Yunge nodded slowly.

He was sure that Zhuo Xiaowan would agree.

Zhuo Xiaowan pondered silently.

Song Yunge decided to add a little more fire: "I will add Senior Brother Feng, Mei Ying, and Junior Sister Zhuo, you should be able to almost get the Demon Lord. By then, you can break through to the Sword Lord and get great contributions. You can kill two birds with one stone, so why not do it!"

No matter how powerful a master is, he pays attention to his merits. He doesn't think that he has made too much money. After all, it is the Mount of Shenshen, and the place where the Sword God falls, unless he doesn't want to become the Sword God.

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head gently and said coldly: "I wish you good luck with Senior Brother Song, don't give it."

She floated into the hall lightly, slammed the door and closed the hall door without any movement.

Song Yunge frowned and looked at the closed door, puzzled, why didn't Zhuo Xiaowan agree?

It should be a little bit short, so where did you get it wrong?

He slowly walked out and returned to his yard.

Feng Jin was walking around, anxious and hurriedly greeted him when he saw him: "How is it? Did Junior Sister Zhuo agree?"

Song Yunge waved his hand, still thinking.
Chapter completed!