"Moon Shadow Sword Technique?"

Cheng Yu was surprised that the cat demon had a good summary ability, and the name he came up with was appropriate.

"Then...even if it is the Yueying Sword Technique."

Cheng Yu said with a casual smile.

"As a matter of fact, I guessed that, but Brother Cheng is too generous, just carved on the stone like this and displayed it in the world."

Seeing the cat demon teasing himself,

Cheng Yu smiled knowingly, and knew his own affairs. He used his sword to carve a popular poem on the huge stone with a thin gold body. What kind of sword technique can he call it?

"Do you see from this that there is a wonderful meaning of sword technique?"

Seeing Cheng Yu ask back to his home, Jiafei nodded vigorously and pointed at the stone wall from the air:

"Look at the strokes, strokes, lifts, hooks,

All contain the sonorous sword intent, and the handwriting is like the ups and downs of sword moves. Brother Cheng, don’t play with me,

After all, I am a giant monster who has been transformed for more than three hundred years. I can still understand the sword intent contained in it."

“…”

Cheng Yu was speechless. He really didn't expect that the cat demon would become like this now. However, according to her statement, looking back at the dozens of words he engraved on the stone wall, it seemed... it really had some meaning.

Could it be that I, Cheng, is a natural sword-making genius?

hehe……

Cheng Yu no longer thought about these things, but saw Jiafei taking out an old bamboo tube from the brocade bag, which contained the letter from Mr. Zhang, who was written by Cheng Yu, who wrote on behalf of his family.

Jiafei turned over the bamboo tube and found that the cover had been sealed. She couldn't help but sigh:

"I also want to take out the letter you wrote to compare the handwriting on the stone wall, but unfortunately it has been sealed, forget it."

Seeing that Jiafei put the bamboo tube back into the brocade bag, Cheng Yu asked with the opportunity:

"After we promised to send our letter to Mr. Zhang, we stayed here for a few more days. Why not leave tomorrow? I will go back to Qingchuan,

One thing,

Let’s go to Qingluo Village to take a look, and then go to Qingchuan County and return the Wujun sword in the treasure bag to the new Jie Yuan.”

Jiafei nodded and said:

"It just so happened that I went to the opera troupe in the afternoon, and the team decided to set off tomorrow. Although the headmaster's health is still poor, this place is quite dangerous for him. If you leave one day earlier, you will feel at ease as soon as possible."

The cat demon said as he reached into the brocade bag to find the Wujun sword. The reason why Cheng Yu put the Wujun sword in the brocade bag and no longer bears it behind him was not that he was tired of the old and was just because the sword on his wrist was not called a sword on his wrist and always wanted to make some small moves.

Cheng Yu was worried that the Wu Jun sword would be damaged by him by accident, so he had to put it in the treasure bag for custody.

"Swish"

Jiafei held the wide Wu Jun sword in his hand and pulled out a sword flower. Her seemingly slender body was paired with a heavy sword used by a strong man, which seemed quite incompatible.

But this heavy sword was like a bamboo pole in her hand, and it made a "whimper" sound.

“Brother Cheng,

May I?"

Jiafei held the sword and looked at the stone wall and asked Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu was confused and confused.

Seeing that Cheng Yu did not answer, Jiafei thought he had agreed.

Another sword flower in his hand:

"I'm so ugly, please give me some advice!"

After saying that, he jumped to the huge rock, and with a "swish", the sword tip pointed directly at the first engraving on the stone wall, which was the word "flower" in "a pot of wine among the flowers".

The top of the mountain is wide, the moonlight is like water, and a beautiful blue figure is dancing gracefully on the side of the huge rock with a heavy sword.

As soon as Jiafei danced to the beginning, Cheng Yu's eyes lit up and he suddenly became clear.

It turns out that the wielding trend of each sword of this cat demon actually comes in accordance with the writing order of the strokes on the stone wall engravings.

"wonderful!"

Cheng Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw that the green shadow danced from the first word "A pot of wine among the flowers", and another white shadow danced with it with a bright silver sword light.

The two figures sometimes intersect and sometimes overlap. Even the always restless Biao Jian was extremely quiet at this time. They just waved Cheng Yu's wrists obediently. Even if they occasionally intersected with the Wu Jun sword in Jiafei's hand, they would just knock and make a "ding" sound.

The sword was as good as his will, and without realizing it, Cheng Yu began to guide the cat demon to take the sword.

Just because Jiafei is not good at calligraphy, she is very unfamiliar with some strokes and the tip of the stroke. However, with Cheng Yu's support, she naturally incorporates the strange strokes, the tip of the stroke, the tip of the stroke and the tip of the stroke into the sword moves, which immediately gives her a sense of surprise and enlightenment.

Jia Fei was originally smart and had a very strong comprehension ability. When the two danced together until "I sing and wandered around the moon", there was a trend of resonance between Wu Jun's sword and Wu Killing sword.

And by the next sentence "I dance in a mess", the white shirt and green shadows have almost melted into a ball.

...

"Forever...because...no love...going!"

"The prime minister... is not... the clouds... the Han Dynasty!"

Every time a word was swung by a sword, two people followed each other, and the tips of the last two swords almost passed the last word "Han" at the same time.

The top of the mountain fell into a clear and quiet space again, and even the bamboo sea under her feet no longer made a sound. The full moon in the sky was also hidden in a few sparse and thin clouds, not moving at all.

Two figures, one white and one green, each gathered their swords at the same time. Under the moonlight, a drop of crystal water beads passed through the flying ends of Jiafei's hair, "Click!" and hit the last word "Han" on the stone wall, and fell into a few twists and splashed everywhere.

Cheng Yu looked at Jiafei and saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, so he thought it was a drop of sweat she sprinkled.

But after looking closer, he saw that his eyes were crystal clear, and he couldn't tell whether it was a bead of sweat or a teardrop.

I saw Jiafei holding the Wu Jun sword in his hand, Chong Cheng Yu gave a deep bow and said solemnly:

"Thank you, Brother Cheng, for teaching Yueying Sword Technique again. Jia Fei was lucky enough to meet his brother. He was lucky enough to have three lives, but Fei has always been frightened and didn't know how to repay his brother's great kindness."

Jiafei kept bowing and bowing without looking up. As she spoke, even her voice gradually became weaker. Seeing this, Cheng Yu hurriedly helped her up:

"No need to do this. I feel quite happy in my heart when dancing with you this sword technique."

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After Cheng Yu finished speaking, he looked back at the stone wall and thought to himself: It turns out that he could indeed understand the sword intent moves from this calligraphy. If Jia Fei hadn't danced just now, I would never have thought of this level. From this point of view, it is hard to say who taught the so-called Yueying sword technique to whom.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu smiled in his heart, bowed and bowed to Jiafei and said:

"I want to thank you too."

"Thank me? Why do you thank me?"

Jiafei asked slightly tilted her head.

"Thank you for your swordsmanship with me, and this swordsmanship has also made me more deeply aware of the wonderful connection between swordsmanship and calligraphy."

"Haha, in this way, Jiafei is disrespectful."

After saying that, the cat demon said 10,000 blessings to Cheng Yu, then raised his head, and his little face was as bright as a peach blossom.

At this time, she was in a good mood. She raised her hand and played with swords and danced in front of the stone wall for a while before she could enjoy the fun.

“Huh?”

Jiafei, who put the Wu Jun sword back into the treasure bag, exclaimed lightly, looked inward more, as if she had discovered another interesting thing. Chong Cheng Yu waved and said softly:

"Brother Cheng, come and see."

Her voice was so light that she seemed to be as careful as she was peeping into a deer in the woods.

Cheng Yu walked closer and looked into the sack. Following the point where the cat demon finger pointed, he saw that in the corner, the golden blade, the Bai Da Niang Demon Pill, and Bai Zhonger's fundamental life thorn were quietly lying. The three of them snuggled up to each other and squeezed into a ball.

But around it, there were eight other clay dolls neatly surrounding a semicircle, and the three golden blades were surrounded in the center.

I still remember that before, Jiafei specially placed these mud dolls in another corner away from the Golden Light Blade, but at this time they gathered back around the Golden Light Blade.

Cheng Yu reached out and took out the eight mud dolls from the tip of the bag and placed them one by one on the huge rock.

From left to right, there are the generals and maids who face each other, and to the last two on the right, they are the warriors who have broken arms and the civil servant who have a new head with a piece of loess.

With the help of the cat demon's green light magic, the water breath of the soles of these eight mud dolls has been soaked in the entire legs.

Both the Golden Blade and the White Auntie Demon Pill contain a strong scent of golden air, and gold produces water. No wonder these "legged" mud dolls are running there.

But in addition to the misty water breath on the legs of the broken-armed warrior and the yellow-headed civil servant, one has both arms and the other has a trace of earth and wood scent on the head.

Cheng Yu remembered that in order to pinch the arms and the heads of the civil servants at that time, he finally found the remaining loess from the earth dragon driven by the Huang family's father and daughter cast spells, and then mixed them with the clear water he attracted, and then added the sugar juice that Jiafei bought from Mr. Zhang and the bamboo chips she cast spells and crushed. The four were mixed together to ensure sufficient viscosity and toughness before repairing and kneading.

Jiafei stared at the civil servant puppet, remembering that Cheng Yu was like Wen Jun from Qingchuan County.

"Well... the child's two beards on this article are still a bit different."

After saying that, she raised her hand and attracted two long green bamboo leaves, and inserted it into the middle of the mud doll's nose with a "pop" sound, covering the two shallow beards that were originally squeezed by mud.

At this moment, the mud doll's mouth was obviously moving, as if it was torn off by someone, and it was grinning in pain.

Cheng Yu and Jiafei were both surprised to see this. Could it be that the spirituality of this mud doll has been achieved and can it survive?

Jiafei's eyes rolled, and raised her hand again to summon two fresh bamboo leaves, inserted them on both sides of the civil servant's head, serving as hat wings.

this……
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