I still remember the king's heart

Gu Cheng nodded, "Understood, Miss Sang wants to learn from the most basic. Here is a star formula, which is easy to understand. It is the introductory mentality method for my disciples. I have taken notes on the awkward parts. Miss Sang can Check it out first, and ask me if you don’t understand.”

Sang Yu took it over, with gratitude in her eyes, for his unreserved trust, "Thank you"

Gu Cheng smiled heartily, with clear eyebrows and eyes, different from Rong Chu's gentle and jade-like surface, it was a youthful pride that really came from the bottom of his heart.

"You're welcome, it's just a way of thinking, but why did Miss Sang think of learning martial arts?"

Sang Yu lowered her eyebrows, "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and it is good to have more self-defense skills."

Every time it is her fate that protects her. In the past, she accepted the protection of that person with peace of mind. It was not until she saw her so fragile last night that she realized that no matter how strong she is, that person is just a woman. when weak.

What's more, when she was injured, Su Ming used internal energy to heal her wounds every day, and she felt that the pain was relieved a lot, and she felt refreshed, so could it be possible to use internal energy to suppress the cold poison in her body?

"That's true." Gu Cheng nodded, and finally remembered something, his eyes lit up, "When it comes to learning martial arts, the shortest way is to join a sect, naturally there are good teachers to teach, and there are also methods that suit you ..."

Sang Yu shook her head, with a wry smile on her lips, "I'm a monk halfway through, and there's another sect willing to accept a disciple like me."

Besides, she didn't want to get involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes, fighting and killing all day long. Her original intention of learning martial arts was just to save her life from suffering a little.

"It's not like that." Gu Cheng frowned, and thought for a while, "Miss Sang, have you ever heard of the Twelve Docks in Yangzhou?"

Sang Yu was startled and shook his head, but Gu Cheng didn't mind, and continued: "It's a sect that has been in the limelight in the past few years, and all of its disciples are women, or they are as beautiful as flowers or delicate and graceful, but they are a big school in Yangzhou. Shengjing, it's just..." He paused, hesitant to speak.

"Young Master Gu, it's okay to be blunt." If you can really join a sect, you will undoubtedly learn more martial arts, and you can learn it faster.

"The owner of Twelve Piers, Hua Yi, is one of the eight beauties of the Qinhuai River. Although he is skilled in martial arts, he is also famous far and wide. The girls in Twelve Piers are either living on the streets or being abandoned by their husbands and are homeless. Although Twelve Wharf welcomes and sends people off, it can be regarded as a shelter from the wind and rain.”

Sang Yu really didn't mind these things, after all, Yuechan was like this in the past, but if Su Ming knew...

She shook her head, her eyes were troubled.

"Miss Sang, if you don't mind coming to Xingxiu Sea, it's fine," Gu Cheng hurriedly comforted her when he saw that she was silent and her expression darkened.

"Thank you Mr. Gu for your kindness. Sang Yu accepts it." Sang Yu smiled at him, knowing that this was just a polite remark. Although he is a disciple of Xingxiu Hai, he has no right to replace the head of the school to accept disciples after all.

Gu Cheng blushed a little because of his boast, and scratched his chin in embarrassment. Fortunately, Sang Yu is a considerate girl.

"During the martial arts conference, people from Twelve Wu will also come, Miss Sang will decide then."

Sang Yu nodded, stood up and thanked, "Young Master Lao Gu."

There is still more than a month before the official start of the martial arts conference. Sang Yu practiced martial arts under the guidance of Gu Cheng every day, and the book of stars has also been turned over. The bucket of water went upstairs and he didn't blush or breathe.

After Su Ming relapsed from the cold poison that night, although she looked fine on the surface, the lights in her room were often still on in the dead of night, and sometimes Sang Yu quietly pushed the door open, and every time she saw her, she would always sit cross-legged Sitting on the bed and doing exercises, wisps of white smoke came out from the skin, and the temperature in the whole room dropped several degrees.

"Concentrate and calm down, hold the yuan and guard the one," Su Ming said coldly.

Sang Yu closed her eyes as she said, and began to recite the Suying Jue silently. It is not so obscure to read this Suying Jue after she has practiced the Star Jue. The places that Su Ruoying changed have also been changed one by one. Come back, so there is no need to worry about the future, and it is quite handy to practice.

Feeling that there seemed to be scorching true energy swimming in his body, Sang Yu united his mind and mind, and slowly gathered them to one place, the most important place for martial arts practitioners, the dantian.

Sang Yu frowned suddenly, fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of her forehead, and when she was about to run a big circle and merged into her dantian, she suddenly froze.

Su Ming raised his hand, closed his eyes intently, and said in a low voice, "It might hurt a little, hold back." After that, before Sang Yu had time to react, he slapped her on the back.

Sang Yu snorted, a lot of blood spilled from the corner of her lips, splashed on the snow-white jacket, and bright flowers swam out.

The zhenqi that had been gathered just now was dispersed again, Sang Yu's face was pale, she gritted her teeth to resist the pain spreading from her limbs, knowing that her fate would not harm her, but doubts still filled her eyes.

"what happened……"

"You try again"

Sang Yu nodded, closed her eyes again, and meditated on Su Ying Jue.

After a while, his face became more and more rosy, and his breathing became more even, lighter and longer. Su Ming nodded, knowing that he was done.

When she opened her eyes again, the candles in the house were silent and there was no wind. Su Ming looked at her with contemplation in her eyes. Although she had used her inner strength to help her cleanse her tendons and marrow, she was able to cultivate Su Yingjue to such an extent in just one month. Realm, this talent is amazing.

If she had been able to practice martial arts since she was a child, her current achievements might not be inferior to hers.

"Suming, I feel much refreshed, and my whole body feels a lot more relaxed." Sang Yu was rather complacent, seeing that Suming had been staring at her, she wiped her cheek.

"Is there something on my face?"

In fact, it was just blood stains on her lips, as charming as rouge, and Su Ming wanted to reach out to wipe it off for her, but the man unconsciously hid away.

So he lowered his hand, stood up and picked up Han Guang who was put aside, "I'll teach you a set of sword skills."

Sang Yu's eyes widened immediately, "No... Didn't you just learn internal skills?"

"One way of martial arts can only be achieved through both internal and external training"

Seeing the man pursed his lips again, Sang Yu reluctantly got off the couch and followed her out of the room.

Gu Cheng was sitting on the porch drinking tea, when he suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing flowers and falling flowers in the courtyard, he turned his head to look, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Under the moonlight, the woman lights up the lamp and holds the sword, and follows her destiny to practice her moves rigidly, or lightly stretches her cloud sleeves or flips around, her white clothes are dusty, her movements are stagnant but her posture is graceful, and her lotus steps move slightly like a weak willow Fufeng.

The same move Su Ming is made to be bitter, but Sang Yu adds seven points of softness.

From time to time, falling flowers were swept by the sword energy, and they fell all over their shoulders one after another. Su Ming swung the long sword freely, and his feet seemed to be strolling in a garden. Sang Yu gradually became dazzled and struggled to follow.

Her steps were chaotic, and the wooden sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties. She staggered and almost fell.

Su Ming grabbed her waist in time to hold her steady, and there seemed to be moonlight flowing in his eyes, as bright as stars.

Sang Yu blushed quietly, not daring to meet her eyes again.

"continue"

I could only hear that person's cold and silent voice resounding above my head, and then the hand around my waist was loosened.

Sang Yu collected herself, nodded, "Okay"

"What kind of swordsmanship are you practicing here? Can it be soft and light to fight against the enemy?" Su Ruoying also came out of the room at some point, knocking melon seeds in her mouth, and commenting.

"Everything in the world pays attention to the rotation of yin and yang, and the combination of hardness and softness. If you are blindly fierce, you will lose your sense of proportion. Just like your martial arts practice is always careless, and you need to improve the details."

Su Ruoying curled her lips, looking quite disdainful, but she knew what he was telling the truth, so she didn't refute anymore.

Gu Cheng secretly frowned, carefully observed Su Ming's moves, he was really curious because he was highly skilled in martial arts but had no school.

In Xingxiu Sea, he can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation, and his strength in the entire martial arts world is not too weak. He thinks that he has read a lot of books since he was a child, and he has also dabbled in martial arts moves of various schools, but he still didn't notice it after looking intently for a long time. What is the way to go.

The only thing that can be seen is that it is in the same vein as Su Ming's usual moves but much gentler.

Seeing the moon gradually sinking to the west, Sang Yu was exhausted, panting heavily, and looked at her with peachy eyes.

Su Ming finally retracted his sword back to its sheath, looking back at her, his body was standing tall under the moon, the night wind raised the broken hair on her forehead, covering the cinnabar between her eyebrows, the moonlight flowed like a layer of silver frost on her body.

Sang Yu looked at her with her chin on her shoulders, her eyes gradually blurred. Su Ruoying was right in saying that she was a witch.

Su Ming frowned, "What did you say?"

Before she knew it, she actually said what was in her heart. Sang Yu's fair cheeks flushed, and she hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No...it's nothing...I mean, what is this set of sword techniques called?"

In a panic, she had no choice but to find a topic indiscriminately.

Su Ming was silent, and there was an emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand. Sang Yu thought she would not answer, but heard a cold and clear voice above her head.

"Ask for love"

Ask what love is in the world, and it's called life and death.

"Master, why is this set of swordsmanship called Wenqing?"

The woman's long hair poured down like a waterfall, hanging down to her waist, her lips as thin as cicada's wings curved slightly, and her eyes shone with feelings that the young Su Ming could not understand.

"When you teach this set of swordsmanship to another person one day, you will understand"

Sang Yu has always been a cautious woman, she doesn't ask if she doesn't tell, she doesn't ask for the way back but only for the way back, but it's hard to avoid feeling lost in her heart.

The way she looked at her just now seemed to be looking at another person through her.

Sang Yu stood up and walked slowly down the corridor, but was caught off guard by someone grabbing her wrist.

"Do you want to go back tonight?"

The person under the moon had cold eyes, even though he said words of persuasion, there was still no wavering.

Sang Yu lowered her eyebrows, and withdrew her hand from hers, "No, you should rest early"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, it’s late tonight. You can go home for the New Year after the last two exams tomorrow... Little angels should go to bed early, don’t follow the author’s example, I stayed up too late last night and almost slept in the exam in the morning 〒_〒