Chapter 41 Mountain Foreigners

In the leisure valley, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, it seems to be the same. The green leisure valley is the secret base of Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu twisted the spell, raised the flowing green sword, and flew to the bottom of the valley with Jiang Hanye. After the two came down, Xiaoyu sighed with a smile: "It's better to fly with the sword. I used to walk for a long time, and then climbed down with the rattan..."

Jiang Hanye smiled. In fact, his mood was still very nervous and his face was red. When he was just flying with the Royal Sword, he and Xiaoyu were very close to each other, which made the teenager's heart throb, but Xiaoyu seemed to be much more open-minded.

"Well, there is a lot of quietness here. Let me teach you the swordsmanship." Xiaoyu said.

"Worried Rain Swordsmanship?" Jiang Hanye was curious about the name.

"Don't you know?" Xiaoyu's reaction to him was very surprised, "This is the sect history that every disciple must know in the process of cultivation!"

Jiang Hanye shook his head blankly: "Master is very busy."

Xiaoyu frowned: "How busy can Dad be?" However, she didn't say this, but just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It's the same for me to tell you."

"Then the younger generation will ask for advice!" Jiang Hanye deliberately held a boxing.

Jiang Hanye rarely jokes with people, but once he jokes seriously, he can always make Xiaoyu laugh.

"Haha!" Xiaoyu smiled for a long time, deliberately made a rigid face, made an old man's appearance, touched his non-existent beard and said, "Then listen carefully, Wanjian Villa has two sets of basic entry-level swordsmanship, one is called Worry Wind Swordsmanship and one is called Worry Rain Swordsmanship."

Jiang Hanye looked at Xiaoyu with a smile. This little senior sister, who is only one year older than him, is always so open-minded and optimistic, but her beautiful appearance is adorable. Before she worshipped Ji Ruyun, except for a few disciples who knew her identity, so she would never put on the air of a daughter with her fellow brothers, easy-going and kind.

"These two sets of swordsmanship were created by the third generation owner of Wanjian Villa and his wife 3,000 years ago." Xiaoyu said.

"But the wind and rain, why does the name of swordsmanship sound so miserable?" Jiang Hanye asked puzzledly, "Shouldn't it be a calm practice?"

"Well, you don't understand something." Xiaoyu sighed, "My two ancestors, the husband and wife are incomparable in love, but their fate is bumpy. They were faced with a lot of resistance to be together when they were young. When they were in trouble, they created these two sets of swordsmanship, and then they have been handed down." Finally, Xiaoyu added, "It's a pity that the two of them later died in the war of Zhengmo."

Jiang Hanye was fascinated. He didn't expect that even a set of swordsmanship had such a long history in Wanjian Villa. Later, after hearing Xiaoyu say that the two ancestors died in the hands of the devil, he had no reason to feel guilty.

"The set of sad rain swordsmanship I learned was created by female ancestors, and it has always been the swordsmanship learned by female disciples in the villa, but this is nothing, because the way of practice does not distinguish between men and women, so I quietly teach you. At that time, even if you go to the ring, you will not be afraid of others." Xiaoyu said, "Just pay attention to confidentiality. You can't use it unless you have to, otherwise you and I will suffer."

Jiang Hanye said quickly after hearing this, "Then don't learn. I don't want to involve you."

"I'm not afraid. I'm worried that you will be expelled from the wall!" Xiaoyu pouted and said, "For so long, in Wanjian Villa, what I can talk about most is you. I will tell you anything. If you leave, who else can I tell?"

Jiang Hanye sighed: "I don't want to learn!" He said stubbornly.

"No, I said I taught you. You have to learn if you don't!" Xiaoyu also said stubbornly.

Jiang Hanye always gives in front of Xiaoyu. He is just secretly determined not to let others see him get this set of swordsmanship.

"Look carefully, and I'll do it. You remember all the moves first, and then tell you the formula." After Xiaoyu finished speaking, she held the Liu Cui sword and began to use the sad rain sword.

Swordsmanship is as its name. When Xiaoyu practiced swordsmanship, Jiang Hanye only felt a sad wind and rain in front of him, and his heart was full of sadness. However, Xiaoyu seemed to turn sadness into strength and waved it out. The flowers and trees beside Xiaoyu swayed gently in the sword spirit, as if weeping.

After a while, Xiaoyu finished practicing a whole set of sad rain swordsmanship. She calmly closed down, took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Hanye with a smile and said, "Look, that's it."

Jiang Hanye was already crazy about watching it at this time. After hearing Xiaoyu's words, he shook his head and sighed, "I am an ignorant child. I feel so sad when I see it, and I don't know what kind of sadness is in the heart of the person who created this swordsmanship to turn that sadness into swordsmanship?"

Xiaoyu stroked her palm and smiled, "Wonderful! You can feel the sadness here, which has great potential! I gradually realized it after watching it three times!" Although Xiaoyu said it lightly, he was secretly surprised: "He can feel the sadness in an instant. I remember that my aunt said that the people who can inadvertently understand this swordsmanship are extremely miserable. They have experienced extreme ups and downs, but are extremely talented people. Is he..."

Jiang Hanye can't praise Xiaoyu the most. Every time Xiaoyu praises him, he will blush and be speechless for a long time, especially at this moment.

Xiaoyu is a bigha. She didn't carefully explore Jiang Hanye's performance, but said with a smile, "Have you ever remembered swordsmanship?"

Jiang Hanye nodded.

"Then I will pass on the formula to you. You must understand it carefully!" Xiaoyu said, "I will cooperate with the formula one by one to show you. You must understand it carefully this time!"

Jiang Hanye nodded again, but there was a little contradiction in his heart: "Xiaoyu treated me like this. In case he is found and punished, how can I treat her?"

"What are you thinking about so much? What kind of good birds do you think they are in Wanjian Villa? At this time, Luo Ri suddenly said angrily, "Aren't many of their mental formulas plagiarizing our blood demonism?"

At this time, when getting along with Xiaoyu, Jiang Hanye didn't want to be disappointed by Luo Ri, so he pretended not to hear it, and just focused on watching Xiaoyu practice swords.

"The orchid buds under the mountain are immersed in the stream, the sand road between the pines is clean and mudless, and the rain is cray in the evening. Who says that there is no less life, and the water in front of the door can still be west. Don't sing yellow chicken with white hair. Xiaoyu practiced seriously and attentively and recited a formula every once in a while. Jiang Hanye knew that this formula corresponded to the previous move. After reading the six formulas, Xiaoyu was wet with sweat.

Jiang Hanye handed out a handkerchief and said with some distress, "Xiaoyu, thank you for your hard work." At the same time, it was also strange in my heart that when I practiced before, Xiaoyu was like flowing and her face did not change. Why is it so hard this time?

Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing you can do. Don't underestimate these six song formulas. These are not only swordsmanship but also heart formulas. Every time you recite a sentence, it will involve the eight strange meridians and eight veins, so that the true spirit of the whole body runs with the sword spirit, so it will be so hard. I am still shallow now. If I had reached the third level of nature, it would not have been like this. By the way, do you remember the song I just read?

"Remember!" Jiang Hanye said.

"Hmm!" Xiaoyu nodded approvingly, "Cold night, you are really smart. I'm not as smart as you. I recited these six song tips for more than an hour, because the song tips seem to be plain, but the connotation is sad, and I am always unconsciously led astray by the song tips. You can write it down in a short time, which shows that you have talent in this area. I must tell my father that you can't waste your good time.

"Master is busy with official business, so let's not bother him all the time. I think he will teach me when it's time to teach me skills." Jiang Hanye said with a smile that he had infinite worship and respect for Ji Shangxuan.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I passed on the swordsmanship to you, and the rest is up to you. It is said that this sad wind swordsmanship and sad rain swordsmanship are very magical. Those who have talent can understand the hidden sword style by themselves. As early as 700 years ago, a female senior learned a move from the sad rain swordsmanship. It is said that it has the power to destroy the world, but unfortunately, no one has this ability since then.

Jiang Hanye sighed, "You can't even, let alone me."

"Haha, it should be said that I can't even be an aunt, let alone me." Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Well, it's a good time today. We have also practiced our skills. Now let's go around and play. Maybe I can get a 'little white'." Since Jiang Hanye * Xiaobai two and a half years ago, Xiaoyu has never forgotten about it. She often steals some delicious food and quietly feeds it. However, Xiaobai is a white-eyed wolf. After eating, he turns around and walks away. It can be said that the falling flowers are deliberately and ruthless, which makes Xiaoyu not sad.

On this day, Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu played in the mountains and forests until they returned at dusk. During this period, they heard Xiaoyu say that Xiaoyu had been sent to Ji Kuohai to learn art. Now it is difficult to see him again, and the two sighed again.

Farewell to Xiaoyu, Jiang Hanye returned to the quiet courtyard. The master's wife rarely appeared, and the master was outside all day long. There were only four or five brothers in the big yard. Even so, it was difficult for the brothers to meet, so Jiang Hanye couldn't help feeling a little lonely. Fortunately, Xiaobai never left and always followed him. Give him a little comfort in his heart.

"The orchid buds under the mountain are soaked in a short stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mudless." Jiang Hanye returned to his residence, closed the door, took a clothes drying pole as a sword, and practiced the sad rain swordsmanship.

It's strange that when Xiaoyu practiced this swordsmanship, Jiang Hanye always felt a little soft, like a woman, but after practicing it himself, he felt extremely hard, and when he recited the spell, as Xiaoyu said, the true qi wandered in his body. After practicing a set of swordsmanship, his whole body was wet. Soup chicken is average.

"It's so hot, drink water!" Jiang Hanye only felt that there was a burning flame in his body, but it seemed that the flame was burning on the ice field. During the cold and hot time, it made him a little dizzy and staggered when he walked.

Finally poured a glass of water, Jiang Hanye drank in and sat down at the table and stunned: "How could this happen? Is it true that my true spirit is not enough to practice such a skill?

"Bad boy, what are you doing?" Suddenly, Luo Ri popped up and scolded, and the sound was like burning his buttocks.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hanye asked feebly.

"Do you want to kill me?" Luo Ri said angrily, "A moment of ice and a moment of fire. Sooner or later, you will bury both of us."

"I don't know why..." Jiang Hanye said helplessly, "I just practiced a set of swordsmanship..."

Luo Ri doesn't seem to understand why, because according to his feelings, Jiang Hanye's body is really surging and can absolutely support the swordsmanship.

After practicing, it became like this. Jiang Hanye was a little depressed. He lay down in his clothes and slept with negative breath.

Time passed in a flash. In a blink of an eye, it came to the season when the three factions could meet martial arts. During this period, Shouyang Peak was busy up and down, and even Jiang Hanye was called to help welcome guests. Among the three sects, Wanjian Villa, as the host, naturally did not mention it, while the other two factions were Xumi Mountain and Baihua Valley.

Mount Sumeru is a Buddhist holy place. His disciples are all monks in practice. They abide by the time rather than later, so they came early. The leader was Master Wudan of Mount Sumeru. Baihua Valley seemed to be very arrogant and did not appear next to the official road under Shouyang Peak until the afternoon of September 8th.

Jiang Hanye wore decent clothes and welcomed guests here with his brothers. Everyone heard that Baihua Valley is a female disciple, and they are all as beautiful as immortals, so these young men have been looking forward to it for a long time and tiptoe to look down the mountain one by one.

There are ten guests, and Jiang Hanye is in the second row, standing on the left side of the ladder. He was not so curious about the female disciples of Baihua Valley. He just stood with his hands and expressionless, but he had been thinking about the sad rain swordsmanship that Xiaoyu taught him. Three months later, he had made no progress and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

There were bursts of laughter from women at the corner of the foot of the mountain. Everyone knew that the female disciples of Baihua Valley appeared, so they stood solemnly and tried their best to put on a serious expression. In fact, they were like kicking a kitten in their hearts.

The leader was Ji Feng, the fourth brother. He stood in front of Jiang Hanye, in the first row. Hearing the voices of these women, he walked down the ladder and saluted together: "Disciple Wanjian Villa Ji Feng is ordered to wait here for the White Master!"

"Excision-free!" Jiang Hanye only heard a cold voice.

There are also female disciples in Wanjian Villa. Ji Ruyun is also as cold as the moon, but the sound from the bottom of the mountain is as white, dazzling and inviolable, which makes people timid.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Hanye couldn't help feeling a little strange.

In a short time, Ji Feng attracted a group of women in various clothes to go up the mountain. After careful counting, there were 20 people. Although Jiang Hanye did not look at their faces, it could be judged from their bodies that these 20 people had their own advantages, but they were all extremely beautiful. No wonder those brothers were so restless.

"Where's your master?" The cold voice asked again.

"The family teacher was busy decorating the venue on the mountain and was busy with affairs, so he asked his disciples to come to welcome his predecessors." Ji Feng said respectfully.

Although Ji Feng's cultivation is also quite high, he is the most mediocre among several disciples, but he is also the most reliable. Therefore, no matter what big or small, Ji Shangxuan likes to send him to do it, and this time is no exception.

Ji Feng attracted a crowd to wait up, and Jiang Hanye and others stood upright, welcoming these distant guests like pine.

When those people walked to Jiang Hanye, several people were stunned, and one of them snorted. Jiang Hanye also felt strange and couldn't help looking up. However, in addition to feeling that the girls in front of him were very beautiful, he only felt that they were a little familiar.

"It's strange. It seems that I've seen it somewhere, but it's impossible. I've been staying on the mountain all day, and there are few girls I've seen except Xiaoyu..." Jiang Hanye secretly wondered.

The girls were just stunned and walked up as if no one was around. They just walked a little farther away from Jiang Hanye, and whispered secretly, as if they were talking about something. Originally, Jiang Hanye thought it was all right. Another girl in white clothes walked past him, but deliberately stopped.

The girl walked at the end of the line. She looked at Jiang Hanye and said coldly, "You still owe me money!"

Jiang Hanye was stunned. The sound was a little familiar. He couldn't help but look at the girl in white more, but saw that the girl in white looked like a fairy, cold as frost, cherry mouth, almond eyes, white skin like ice and snow, and a quiet fragrance all over her body.

"Sister, when do I owe you money?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"Well, he is worthy of being a disciple of Wanjian Villa. He is really forgetful!" The girl snorted coldly.

Jiang Hanye was a little depressed by satire. He was about to ask, when the cold voice came from front of him: "Ruoqiu, don't catch up!"

"Master, here we are!" The girl in white answered, stared at Jiang Hanye again, and chased after her.

When this group went up the mountain with Ji Feng, the other eight brothers gathered around and gave a thumbs up at Jiang Hanye: "Wonder, Brother Jiang, teach us quickly how did you get on such a beautiful little sister? By the way, she said you owe her money. When did it happen?

Jiang Hanye was not a person who liked to be lively. In addition, he had just been scolded for no reason, so he was naturally angry. He didn't say a word, but just pushed away the crowd and went straight to the mountain.

"Who the hell is that person?" On the way, Jiang Hanye thought left and right, and couldn't remember that he had seen him there, so he returned to his residence sullenly. As soon as he sat down, he heard the second brother shouting him in the yard: "Brother, follow me to the canteen to help. There are many people these days, and the canteen is too busy. The master called us to help."

"It's coming!" Jiang Hanye could only temporarily leave all his doubts behind and step out.