The demon witch is her white moonlight

Le Xiaoyi thought for a moment that there was something wrong with her ears, why did she keep hearing the word "Jeju" these days?

After a short period of doubt, Le Xiaoyi stopped in shock as if struck by lightning.

JiZhou?

Is it the Jeju that Ji Yuxuan is going to?

Le Xiaoyi grinned unknowingly, revealing a silly smile.

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Liu Qingfeng's voice came from inside the house.

Hearing the sound, Le Xiaoyi came back to his senses, and found that he was stepping on the door with one foot, and the other foot was still outside, laughing at this awkward posture for a long time.

There was faint doubt in Liu Qingfeng's indifferent eyes, as if he was thinking seriously, this new apprentice he had taken in was probably not a fool.

Le Xiaoyi was suddenly embarrassed, clenched his sleeves subconsciously, walked quickly into the study, and stood beside him in a respectful manner.

Liu Qingfeng motioned her to sit down, and helped her take another pulse. Le Xiaoyi felt that his injury was almost healed, and he should not need to take internal healing pills for another day or two.

"Last time I gave a lecture on the method of sword qi that I taught, how much did you master?" After receiving the exercises, Liu Qingfeng asked Le Xiaoyi about his cultivation progress.

Le Xiaoyi didn't know how well she knew the situation. She considered it carefully for a moment, and chose a modest and conservative answer: "Rough skin."

In fact, she has used sword energy more than once in actual combat. Even when she was trapped in the formation of stone warriors together with Ji Yuxuan, she struck out nine sword energy with nine swords in a row, which was even as powerful as a blow from a cultivator in the Maiyuan realm. .

When she discovered Ji Yuxuan's Hongmeng Jianxin hidden in her body, she also used the power of Hongmeng Jianxin to leave a sword mark on the wall without the help of a sword.

Although she still doesn't understand what the Hongmeng Sword Heart is and what it's useful for, since Ji Yuxuan gave it to her, it's harmless to her, as for its utility, it won't be too late to explore it.

From her words, Liu Qingfeng couldn't tell how rough she was talking about, so he raised his eyes and said to her, "Take action against me."

Le Xiaoyi calmed down, pressed the hilt of the Sixuan sword with his palm, his eyes were focused, he drew the sword out of its sheath, a sword energy appeared out of thin air, and it came to Liu Qingfeng in a moment.

She knew that the gap between herself and Liu Qingfeng was like a moat, and she couldn't hurt Liu Qingfeng even if she tried her best, so she didn't hold back.

Liu Qingfeng's gloomy eyes lit up with a bright light, and then swept his sleeves to brush off the embryonic sword energy, and nodded with appreciation and satisfaction: "Yes, you have improved in just half a month, you have excellent understanding, and you are comparable to others of your age. Known as a leader, he is indeed a good seedling for sword practice."

Le Xiaoyi blushed at the praise, since she was a child, only Ji Qiancheng would praise her talent in cultivation with the loving tone of an elder like this.

She hadn't heard such words for a long time, so her eyes became moist involuntarily.

In the past, when she was stranded in the Yueqingju Outer Court due to injury as a handyman, she often thought that she worked hard to protect Ji Yuxuan one day, so even if she was not recognized by others, as long as she had a clear conscience, she would be able to move forward.

Indeed, with the support of such a firm belief, day after day, year after year, even if she could not see the slightest hope, she still worked hard and did not dare to stop.

But at this moment, she suddenly understood that it was just that she was unwilling to be mediocre but could not accept the reality. She wanted to find Ji Yuxuan, and the only way out was to improve her cultivation, so she dared not give up, but in fact, deep down in her heart, she also longed for Get the approval of others.

When she reunited with Ji Yuxuan, she was obedient at first, not daring to disobey any of Ji Yuxuan's demands.

She has a wandering background, but she has a hidden arrogance, and a self-esteem that is not inferior to any favored child of heaven.

Le Xiaoyi's nose was sour, and her emotions came suddenly. She lowered her head suddenly, not wanting Liu Qingfeng to see the sudden fragility on her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Master."

Liu Qingfeng turned his head and looked out the window, giving Le Xiaoyi a chance to secretly wipe away his tears and sort out his emotions. When Le Xiaoyi raised his head again, Liu Qingfeng suddenly changed the subject: "Although you are talented, you have been delayed a lot due to injuries. Time, so you need to work harder than ordinary people, and you must not slack off."

Le Xiaoyi was grateful for Liu Qingfeng's thoughtfulness, his heart warmed up, and he said obediently: "Yes, this disciple has written it down."

In fact, at the age of 23, Le Xiaoyi has the seventh level of body energy realm. Among the many outer disciples of Sword God Sect, although she is not outstanding, she is still at the upper middle level. From the twelfth floor of the Yuan Realm to the seventh floor of the Body Yuan Realm, I am afraid that her name will spread across the country overnight.

The higher the level of cultivation, the less likely people are to bluff. Like Liu Qingfengxuan and his ilk, I have seen many monks who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years due to serious injuries, and later met with opportunities to ascend to the sky. It is natural for Le Xiaoyi's experience No wonder.

Those who like to gossip about other people's gossip mostly have mediocre or low-level cultivation, with some dark thoughts, and deliberately poke other people's sore spots, as if they can appear superior to others, or as if they are mediocre and inferior. It can be less embarrassing when it is in the mouth of others.

Fortunately, there are not many people who know Le Xiaoyi's real cultivation level, and no one is idle to check on her as an unknown person. The skyrocketing cultivation has created doubts.

Liu Qingfeng told Le Xiaoyi that the key to improving the power of sword energy is not only the level of cultivation, but also the power of mind. The more concentrated the attention, the more focused when performing moves, without distractions. Strength will naturally be greatly improved.

Le Xiaoyi then asked about the way to improve the power of mind, Liu Qingfeng said: "This is not a one-time achievement, you should meditate for at least two hours every morning, after a long time, you will naturally understand the beauty of it." Le Xiaoyi To be taught with an open mind.

Liu Qingfeng asked her to practice swords in the yard again, and Le Xiaoyi chose a set of basic combo moves, which she knew by heart, and she practiced them with ease.

After dancing, Le Xiaoyi stood with his sword in his arms, waiting for Liu Qingfeng's guidance.

However, Liu Qingfeng looked serious, with the word "Chuan" raised slightly between his brows.

Le Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, thinking back to the sword moves she had just performed, she thought to herself, could it be that she was inaccurate in any move?

Liu Qingfeng shook his head and sighed: "It can be seen that your sword has been practiced for a long time, and every move is very precise. When practicing swords before, did you always pay attention to correcting the posture and movements of your moves, and pursue the accuracy and stability of each move? Have you practiced to the extreme?"

This comment was beyond Le Xiaoyi's expectation, she was stunned, and Fang said: "Yes, is it wrong to do so?"

What responded to her was a cold snort: "Wrong! Big mistake!"

Le Xiaoyi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were a little bewildered.

Liu Qingfeng didn't explain what was wrong, but drew out the black iron sword, and re-executed the sword technique that Le Xiaoyi had danced just now.

The same move did not use the true energy in the body, but the sword seemed to come alive in Liu Qingfeng's hands, and there was something mysterious and mysterious that Le Xiaoyi couldn't explain.

Le Xiaoyi stood aside, observing carefully, feeling vaguely familiar with this mysterious feeling.

With the last sword thrust out, Liu Qingfeng asked her: "What's the difference between your sword and mine?"

A light flashed in Le Xiaoyi's mind.

She remembered that when she was in Jiangzhou, she was lucky enough to watch Ji Yuxuan fight with Yin Bingshuai. At that time, Ji Yuxuan's sword moves had the same feeling as the sword danced by Liu Qingfeng at this time. She frowned deeply and found a suitable description:

potential.

Le Xiaoyi truthfully told Liu Qingfeng what he had discovered.

"Possibility." Liu Qingfeng repeated the word she mentioned, with an indistinct smile on her lips, she nodded in admiration, "It is indeed a very suitable description, then you know why I have power when I dance swords, but you none?"

Le Xiaoyi showed embarrassment, and thought: Is it because my cultivation base is low and my swordsmanship is not proficient enough.

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were so vicious, and when Le Xiaoyi lowered his eyes, he understood that this little disciple was secretly dissatisfied.

Liu Qingfeng's serious face softened a little, but his tone was extremely severe: "Don't justify yourself with insufficient cultivation. Although your cultivation has indeed fallen a bit, I can tell you clearly that with your talent and understanding, you can't justify yourself. It should be at this level, and you should find out why.”

This remark was like a slap in the face, and while Le Xiaoyi was startled, she also realized her mistake. Wasn't the thought that flashed in her mind just now just shirking responsibility?

She thought that although her cultivation was not high, but she practiced swordsmanship diligently, if not second to none among her peers, she should be an outstanding person, so when Liu Qingfeng denied her in the field she was best at, saying that she had always insisted on When the direction is repeating mistakes, she subconsciously feels dissatisfied and unwilling to admit her own shortcomings.

She didn't even think carefully about the difference and gap between her own swordsmanship and Liu Qingfeng's swordsmanship, so she first blamed the cause of the problem on the lack of cultivation, as if all the shortcomings could only be improved It's as if it can be solved easily.

The lack of cultivation is due to injury, and it is also a hurdle in Le Xiaoyi's heart. If she can't face up to her problem, then even if her cultivation improves, she will go astray.

After thinking through the joints and realizing the seriousness of the problem, Le Xiaoyi was afraid for a while: "The disciple knows his mistake."

She calmed down, put aside her subjective selfishness, and seriously considered what Liu Qingfeng said when she was instructed earlier.

——Every move is very precise. When practicing swords before, did you always pay attention to correcting the posture and movement of the moves, pursuing the accuracy and stability of each move to the extreme?

The problem should be here, every move is too precise.

Le Xiaoyi fell into deep thought, and stood motionless in the yard as if in a trance, his eyes falling on the sky.

Liu Qingfeng didn't disturb her, and let her think alone.

Just now, Liu Qingfengxing's set of sword moves and the scene of Ji Yuxuan's fight with Yin Bingshuai were replayed in Le Xiaoyi's mind repeatedly, capturing the vague feeling from the sword's momentum and sword moves.

After a long time, Le Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he realized something.

She realized that the problem had something to do with her own practice for many years. Her understanding of swordsmanship was based on the strict rules Ji Qiancheng taught them when they were young.

No one mentioned her swordsmanship, she could only find the method by reading the documents by herself, like a blind man touching an elephant, he can't see the whole picture, so if her swordsmanship is dismantled, every move is impeccable, but if it is connected as one , it lacks heat.

To explain it in simple and easy-to-understand words, her swordsmanship is like a product of rote memorization of sword manuals. Due to the accumulation of gestures, she has become more and more proficient and coherent. However, due to her deliberate pursuit of the precision of each move, she has lost the continuous ups and downs of her sword moves. It's my own succession and transformation, so I can't practice momentum.

This has nothing to do with her cultivation, it is the result of a deviation in understanding.

But this is not to say that the sword she has practiced for so long is a waste of time. The perception in the process of cultivation is also applicable to many other aspects. She has mastered every basic move and movement. If you deliberately correct the accuracy of each move, the entry will only become faster and faster.

What's more, she has just started, at the age of 23, compared with countless thousand-year-old powers in the world of Shenhuangfutu, her cultivation career has just begun.

Le Xiaoyi suddenly picked up the Sixuan sword, the sword moved with his heart, he did not deliberately pursue the precision of the sword moves, but focused on the connection and movement of each move.

With a sword, there is nothing in the eyes, and there is silence in the ears.

Two swords, the mind is empty and the heart is clear, and the Lingtai is clean.

Three swords, the sword follows the heart, and the sword is one.

……

- burnt.

Wherever the blade passed, it was drawn by Qi, and the fallen leaves circled and changed course. When it came to the last move, the body of the sword trembled slightly, and the momentum of the sword came naturally.

Le Xiaoyi maintained the posture of holding the sword for the last move, and stood there for a long time, at the end, the color of realization loomed in his eyes.

Liu Qingfeng nodded to her, with a smile in his eyes: "That's right, I got it."

Le Xiaoyi came back to his senses when he heard the sound, and was surprised to find that except where he was standing at the moment, there were sword marks all over the surrounding bushes.

While she mastered the sword techniques, she unconsciously incorporated the sword energy into her moves. Each move naturally released a sword energy, raising the power of an ordinary book of sword techniques to a higher level.

Le Xiaoyi smiled in surprise, and bowed respectfully to Liu Qingfeng: "Master taught me well."

Liu Qingfeng then helped Le Xiaoyi to correct a few habitual mistakes in the process of making moves, and Le Xiaoyi benefited a lot. After returning to the South Third Pavilion, he practiced swords in his dreams at night.

The next morning, Le Xiaoyi woke up before dawn, followed Liu Qingfeng's instructions to meditate, the true energy flowed through the meridians, and circulated in the body for a week, suddenly the acupuncture points on the eighth floor of the body element state opened, and the internal force poured into it .

Le Xiaoyi's whole body trembled, and after the fluctuating aura calmed down, her aura became more stable.

She opened her eyes and looked inside herself in disbelief.

After a while, Le Xiaoyi's eyes were squinted, thinking that her cultivation had risen to the eighth floor in less than a month, she couldn't help grinning behind her ears.

When she had laughed enough and calmed down, she immediately got up and got out of bed, packed her two sets of clothes and a small amount of money into a cloth bag, and ran to the gate of the south courtyard with her sword in hand to wait for Liu Qingfeng.

The two handymen guarding the gate already knew her, and when they saw her, they greeted her respectfully.

Le Xiaoyi had nothing to do, chatting with them casually.

She has a good temper and looks very well-behaved. Even people she doesn't know are willing to talk to her. The two orderlies were trembling at first, but after a while, the chatterbox opened up, complaining about the many sufferings of being a handyman in the outer courtyard.

Le Xiaoyi responded cheerfully, not only did not laugh at them, but also comforted them that as long as they practice hard, they can also become official disciples.

After about a stick of incense, Liu Qingfeng came, just like Le Xiaoyi, with a small package in his hand.

The expressions of the two handymen changed, they immediately stopped talking, and they took a few steps back in fright, and stood by the door with pale faces and stiff bodies, not daring to speak to Le Xiaoyi again.

Le Xiaoyi stopped talking, cupped his fists towards Liu Qingfeng and said "Master".

The eyeballs of the two gatekeepers were so startled that Le Xiaoyi clicked her tongue secretly. Compared with the rumors in the outside world, she was more willing to believe the truth of the past that Xuan He told her and the truth she felt.

Liu Qingfeng remained expressionless, and snorted lightly as an answer. Le Xiaoyi was used to his cold face, knowing that he acted very humanely under his cold face, so he didn't feel afraid.

Le Xiaoyi followed Liu Qingfeng and left, turning his head to ask Liu Qingfeng for advice from time to time. Although Liu Qingfeng had a cold face, he answered every question. The master and apprentice walked side by side in the morning light, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

The two handymen looked at each other with lingering fear in their eyes.

If only Liu Qingfeng went to Jeju alone, it would not take a whole day to go back and forth, but with Le Xiaoyi, who was holding back, the speed would naturally be greatly slowed down. He planned to go on foot and continue to guide Le Xiaoyi in cultivation on the way. It took several days to set off from Sword God Sect.

The Dayu Dynasty had a total of fourteen prefectures, large and small, with a vast territory, rich water and soil, and a vast territory. The Sword God Sect was located on the southwest border of the Dayu Dynasty, backed by the Longyin Mountains. The foot of the mountain bordered the two prefectures. State, Tongzhou.

To the north of Tongzhou is Jeju, which can be reached in two days by ordinary people.

Liu Qingfeng and Le Xiaoyi rushed to Jeju to find the way in the Longyin Mountains. They could leave the mountain in one day and pass through Tongzhou. They had to stay in Tongzhou for two days and one night. When they arrived in Jeju, it would be noon on the third day.

Thinking that Ji Yuxuan was going to Jeju in a few days, Le Xiaoyi's heart was filled with joy, and his steps were light.

Although it may not be possible to meet each other, it does not prevent her from rejoicing at the possibility of meeting unexpectedly.

The mountain is quiet. Although the Longyin Mountain Range is dangerous, the monsters have spirits and know how to actively avoid risks. They can feel the powerful and unprovoked aura from Liu Qingfeng, so they avoid them early.

Along the way, Liu Qingfeng didn't take the initiative to speak, but only told Le Xiaoyi to pay attention to the sounds around her, and let her distinguish the different insects and birds from the dense noise.

Le Xiaoyi listened to these voices, as if a whisk had swept across the altar, sweeping away the exhaustion accumulated in his heart invisibly, and opening up his mind.

That night, the master and the apprentice slept at the foot of Longyin Mountain, Le Xiaoyi lay in the canopy of the tree, and Liu Qingfeng meditated under the tree.

When it was late at night and everything was still, suddenly there was a cry of a child passing through the forest, Le Xiaoyi woke up suddenly, put one hand on the hilt of his waist, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

There are only shadows of trees under the moon, and there are no traces of nocturnal creatures.

"Master." She lowered her voice and called Liu Qingfeng.

Liu Qingfeng still closed her eyes and crossed her legs, unmoved by the outside world, and replied to her: "Before I go down the mountain, how can I teach you as a teacher?"

Le Xiaoyi was stunned, embarrassed, and said in embarrassment: "Don't worry about idle things, don't listen to idle talk."

"Let's rest, we have to hurry tomorrow." Liu Qingfeng said.

Le Xiaoyi didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he lay down again, holding Sixuanjian in his arms, closed his eyes and meditated, brewing sleepiness.

Not long after, there was another sharp cry, like a child lost in the mountains, Le Xiaoyi was flustered, tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time.

As a result, she didn't sleep all night, and woke up the next day with dark circles under her eyes. Seeing Liu Qingfeng opened her eyes, she hurriedly asked him for advice: "Master, do you know what happened last night?"

There was a rare look of helplessness in Liu Qingfeng's eyes, presumably if he hadn't been sitting here last night, Le Xiaoyi would have gone to find out by himself.

He glanced at Le Xiaoyi lightly, and Gujing said calmly: "There is a beast in the Longyin Mountain Range, which looks like a fox, cunning and evil, and can imitate the cry of a child to attract prey. Because of its nature, it is a fox baby." In other words, the cultivation level of a single infant fox is similar to that of a cultivator at the Body Yuan Realm, but this beast lives in groups, once trapped in a group of foxes, even a master at the Pulse Yuan Realm may not be able to escape safely."

After hearing what he said, Le Xiaoyi recalled the crying of the child last night, and his hair stood on end.