70. There Is No Competition for a Famous Sword, and It Is Rare to Be Quiet (Part 2)

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"Those two people are real friends of life and death, brothers who have died. If Shen doesn't fight for death, the emperor will definitely kill the murderer at all costs. As you can see, although the time was delayed a little, the demon sect was still destroyed. But Is Shen Wuzheng's case settled now? Do you know who the enemy was who killed your father? Is the murderer who killed your entire Shen family really brought to justice?

There are too many interests and entanglements involved in this that are too deep and too deep for anyone to see clearly.

But one thing is for sure. With Shen Wu Zheng's martial arts, he would be killed in the capital, and he would have to be killed silently. There must be a ghost in the capital. "

Luo Ming's words were like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, waking up Shen Yiren from the mist. Over the years, I have been keeping a close eye on the members of the evil sect who had an enmity with my parents, but I have never thought that if someone hadn't cooperated inside and outside, who could have killed the six deputy governors in the capital without even leaving a scale or claw behind.

"Thank you, Master, for the tip. This junior is much more awake.

"You can't trust anything...except when it's not true."

"Eh?

Luo Ming nodded and said: "He will not lie to you. In an environment where lies are intertwined, you need to find someone who will never lie to you as a reference. In order to distinguish what is true and what is false."

Shen Yiren digested these words, kept them in mind, and nodded heavily.

"Just this story and this piece of advice are enough for my beloved. In exchange for the secret book, it's really cheap for me."

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Luo Ming smiled lightly.

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"I just told you a story. Do you think this is the end? The next step is to get serious.

"Thanks to your father's matchmaking, Yu Jing and I lived happily for more than ten years. Until fifteen years ago, Yu Jing suffered from a serious illness and died."

Luo Ming's hand holding the sword slowly exerted force and raised 'Yu Jing' horizontally, and the sword energy suddenly rose.

"After Yu Jing passed away, I spent ten days in seclusion making swords. When I came out, I was still confused. I only vaguely remembered holding a sword in my hand, and in my mind were only memories of my wife and I. When I came back to my senses, almost everyone in the village was confused. The masters of swordsmanship gathered behind them, with expressions of surprise and admiration on their faces. Only then did I realize that the sword energy around me was so mellow, something I had not seen in decades.

That night I danced sword by the lake. To be honest, I didn’t know what I did. The next eight days, I looked at the sword marks all over the ground, and realized that the moves were indescribably indescribable, but there were no traces to be found. Only then did I realize that this was a work of God's will and a masterful hand. It would be difficult to replicate in the future. The twelve formulas can only be summarized through memory and traces. I named these twelve sword techniques ‘Green Silk White Shou’.

I have not used this sword technique for fifteen years. Only recently, when his sword cultivation has reached a breakthrough, can he recall the mystery behind it.

Only then did Shen Yiren understand why the moves she saw from Yu Jing were so peaceful and profound, yet always filled with an insoluble sadness. It's all because this sword technique was originally created after the separation of yin and yang.

Luo Ming said suddenly.

"You should take a good look at these twelve postures with green hair and white hair.

Without any warning, Luo Ming suddenly started practicing his sword skills.

"'The wind blows outside the curtain', 'Blows the dream without a trace'. 1 Who is the same as the one on the painting floor?" "S out

The trees were rustling, as if they were still, and Yu Jing and Luo Ming were the only "movements" in this stillness. He made three moves in a row, and each sword move had an unexpected subtlety. Luo Ming's sword was unstoppable. Stop, the whole thing is completed, from the first sword, "The wind is blowing outside the curtain," to the last sword, "It just breaks my heart." There are a total of 609 swords, and they are continuous and natural, without any- - Traces of silk ax chiseling. As for whether it is the Twelve Styles, it is difficult to judge.

"How about it, do you understand?"

Even Luo Ming couldn't understand this set of swordsmanship that day. Even if Shen Yiren's cultivation level was several times higher, he still couldn't understand it.

Shen Yiren frowned, but his eyes were not on Luo Ming, but on the sword. After a long pause of thoughtful silence, he said.

"Master, please try it again.'

Luo Ming held his sword neutrally, but it was completely different from the stance he held just now with his hand raised flat. He opened his eyes and shouted.

"'You can no longer see the incense carriage on the oil wall', 'The clouds in the gorge leave no trace and ask the west and east'

The name of the sword style recited was not the same as before. The last move was "Jinghong Zhaoying came", but this time it was - - Thousand - - Hundred - Fourteen Swords. Not only the names, but also the moves are not even half the same.

Luo Ming had practiced it for the third time. Looking at Shen Yiren who was concentrating and meditating, a smile couldn't help but escape from the corner of his mouth.

A child can be taught. .

What Shen Yiren focused on was not the names of the moves, nor the moves themselves, but the will of God. That - the formation is hidden in the sword, vivid and subtle changes in the extremely quiet place.

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This - the twelve moves of 'Green Silk and White Hair' is extremely simple. It is nothing more than the basic skills of stabbing, chopping, dragging and dragging that all swordsmen know. The difficulty lies in the method of use. The same is mediocre - Thorns can have magical effects at certain times, and are useless at other times. And the mastery of this is the beauty of 'green hair and white hair'.

‘Just right’ can be said to be the essence of this swordsmanship. But to reach this point is something that many swordsmen have never dreamed of achieving.

Shen Yiren stood still and pondered hard, unaware that the sky was getting dark.

Luo Ming said to himself: "From today onwards for the next three days, I will practice my sword here. I will polish this sword style well. If anyone else peeks, since I am the matchmaker's daughter, I

It's hard to stop it.

Didn't Shen Yiren understand the meaning of Luo Ming's sword? She knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed three times.

"Shen Yiren thanks the owner of the village for giving him the sword.

"I didn't teach you the swordsmanship." Luo Ming waved his hand and said: "My Luo family's swordsmanship will never be taught to outsiders. You are neither Luo nor Luo's disciple, how can you be taught the swordsmanship by me? I am just trying out the swordsmanship. , you looked away. It’s not convenient for me to get angry at my old friend’s daughter, that’s all.

Fortunately, he could explain such a ridiculous reason so grandly. Shen Yiren suppressed her amusement and stood up.

"I understand.

Shen Yiren followed Luo Ming to practice swordsmanship here, and went down the mountain late at night.

When we landed on the mountainside, we happened to meet the two masters and servants, Luo Siming and Aoxue. When Luo Siming saw Shen Yiren, he felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head and wanted to walk away.

Shen Yiren looked at the two of them and remembered the story Luo Ming told, but her heart moved.

"Brother Si Ming, slow down."

Luo Siming stopped walking, and suddenly his eyes were filled with sword light. I saw Shen Yiren casually take out his hand, the frost light in his hand surged, and the sword energy was like the Yangtze River, and he threw it away.

Both of them were shocked.

Luo Siming didn't know why Shen Yiren took action, and it was so shocking. Shen Yiren didn't know when her swordsmanship had improved so much.

Without knowing what was going on, Luo Liao raised his sword finger and used his magical power of "Three Heavens Ying Bai" to finally hold the sword. The clinker Shen Yiren twisted her waist slightly, pointed her sword pointedly, and stabbed Aoxue's chest with the sword. Aoxue's martial arts cultivation was far inferior to the two of them, so she actually avoided them. Luo Siming was so frightened that he threw himself in front of Aoxue and died without thinking. But the sword didn't come. What waited was just a burst of hearty laughter like silver bells. Turning around to look, Miss Shen had already sheathed her sword and gave him a meaningful smile.

"I'm waiting to drink. Then the two people who didn't understand what was left behind laughed and turned away.

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