While Zhao Yun was still muttering, Ling Ye Lai's clear voice sounded, "Li Bai, courtesy name Taibai, courtesy name Qinglian. His ancestor, Longxi, became a broker. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, he escaped to the Western Regions and returned to Shu. Qinglian was born from his mother's dream of Changgeng Star, because his life was Taibai. When he was ten years old, he was well-versed in poetry and literature. He lived in seclusion in Min Mountain, and the provincial examination had its own way. Su Ting was the chief historian of Yi Province. When he saw Qinglian, he was surprised and said, 'This child's talent is unique, comparable to Sima Changqing.' However, he likes to travel freely and freely, fencing as a hero. He often wants to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, generous and conceited. "
Zhao Yun only understood half of what was said. Longxi, Western Regions, Sima Changqing, traveling freely and freely, she was confused. She then asked, "Who is this Sima Changqing? Why did Su Ting compare Li Qinglian to him? "
Ling Ye Lai nodded and said, "Looking at the question you asked, it's not like you don't have the ability to read. Sima Changqing was a Han Dynasty literary hero, and wrote 'Shang Lin Fu' and 'Zi Xu Fu'. Su Ting comparing Li Qinglian to Sima Changqing is an extreme appreciation. Changqing is the Han Dynasty's masterpiece, and Qinglian is the Tang Dynasty's genius. It can be said that they complement each other. You can ask the key to this passage, it can be seen that your eyesight is not bad. This passage is the 'Biography of Li Qinglian' that was written before Li Qinglian's chronology. It was written by later generations' historians, and recorded the important events of Li Qinglian's life. Naturally, historians would often remove the 'strange strength and chaos' things, and would often ignore Li Qinglian's swordsmanship and cultivation. "
Zhao Yun was helpless, but she could only listen to Ling Ye Lai's explanation honestly, and memorize it carefully. Although it was unbearably boring, she still had to study hard. This was the first time in her life that she was so focused on studying. She could only listen to the interesting stories of Li Qinglian's life as stories, which was also a helpless act.
His days slowly passed as he studied Li Qinglian's life. After half a month, Zhao Yun finally figured out the three generations of Li Qinglian mothers, how many women they had played with, and how many brothels they had visited. Then, she had to learn some difficult poems to feel the Li Qinglian's feelings. According to Ling Ye Lai's words, she had to use poetry to experience the thoughts of the sword moves. The problem was that Zhao Yun didn't even know what the shadows of the sword moves were!
This kind of learning efficiency could be said to be extremely slow. However, in order to succeed in her cultivation, Zhao Yun actually put in a lot of effort. If she couldn't remember during the day, she would continue to study at night. After working day and night, burning ointment, hanging beams and stabbing buttocks, he finally gained some experience. Three months had passed. Although he didn't dare to say that he was completely familiar with Li Qinglian's poems, he could still recite those famous lines. If he were to wear a folding fan and a long robe, he wouldn't lose the elegance of an elegant young master.
One day, Ling Ye Lai was explaining Li Qinglian's "Ode to Chivalry" to Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Master, Li Qinglian said that he killed one person in ten steps and didn't leave anyone behind for a thousand miles. That's because his swordsmanship is superb, so he has the qualifications to say that. But when can I learn the sword moves? It's been almost half a year. I've been learning poetry all this time. After all, poetry can't kill people. I want to learn real swordsmanship, real killing skills. "
Ling Ye Lai was silent for a while, then said, "Originally, with your progress in learning poetry, compared to others, your progress is extremely slow. But I see that you're still quite diligent. I've seen the light in your room for a few mornings, holding the candle until dawn. Your ambition is praiseworthy. Since you're so anxious and so obsessed with learning external sword moves, then I'll teach you. I'm afraid that your performance is not good enough and your swordsmanship is not pure. If you regret it in the future, then don't blame me. "
Zhao Yun was overjoyed when she heard this. She immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at millet. She smiled and said, "No, no. It's not enough for me to remember Master's good points. How can I blame Master? Master, quickly teach me swordsmanship. " These days, he and Ling Ye Lai had become familiar with each other. He already treated her as his closest and dearest person. Therefore, he brought out his usual mischievous personality and spoke more casually.
Ling Ye Lai smiled and closed the book, "Then come with me." She got up and walked out of the Teaching Pavilion. However, she walked straight into the room next door.
With excitement, Zhao Yun followed closely behind Ling Ye Lai. At this time, he had a rough understanding of the classics. He understood that the words "Sanjue Zhai" on the door of the room were an allusion to Confucius's "Three Jue Zhai". It was probably comparing learning with practicing martial arts, implying diligent and hard work. Then, this "Sanjue Zhai" was the daily practice place of the Qinglian Sect. As soon as she stepped into the room, Zhao Yun saw Ling Ye Lai lift up an ink landscape painting on the wall, revealing a small round door. Only then did she know that the small room was also a different world.
Zhao Yun stepped into the round door and suddenly felt her eyes brighten. She heard the chirping of birds and smelled the fragrance of flowers. There were all kinds of flowers and trees, and falling petals. It was really like entering a paradise. She couldn't help but sigh, "This place is really beautiful."
Ling Ye Lai smiled and said, "This is the enchantment created by the seniors of our sect using the 'Mirage Pearl'. What you see in your eyes is actually an illusion. But in the human world, the illusion is real, and the reality is like an illusion. Whether it is real or an illusion, there is no need to divide it. If you practice sword in this enchantment, first, you don't have to worry about being disturbed by others. Second, you don't have to worry about the power of your sword skills being too powerful and destroying our sect's house, which will disturb our fellow disciples. "
Zhao Yun asked curiously, "According to what you said, the power of Green Lotus Sword Skill is amazing. Can't it break the enchantment of the 'Mirage Pearl'?"
"Everything in the 'Mirage Pearl' is an illusion. It is not real. No matter how strong the sword aura is, how can it break the void? Moreover, when you practice sword skills, the sword aura will spread everywhere. It is not intended to destroy the enchantment, so of course, it will not break the special space formed by the 'Mirage Pearl'. Anyway, it is not difficult to break the enchantment. The seventh move of Green Lotus Sword Skill, 'Wu Palace's Hidden Realm of Flowers and Plants', specializes in breaking the enchantment. If you use all your strength, even I can make this enchantment disappear immediately. But I love this picturesque scenery. Even if you practice the seventh move in the future, I will not allow you to practice it recklessly and do something that will spoil the scenery. "
Zhao Yun smiled embarrassedly and quickly said, "I won't, I won't."
In the blink of an eye, Ling Ye Lai had already summoned the divine sword Ice Mongoose. She said, "Take out your sword and follow my moves."
Zhao Yun held the Mighty Battle Divine Sword in her hand and didn't know what to do with it. Then, she saw Ling Yelai's jade-like arm shake and actually tossed the Ice Hornless Divine Sword high up into the sky. Zhao Yun hurriedly did the same. Exerting force in her hand, she also tossed the Mighty Battle Divine Sword into the air. The body of the divine sword was heavy. Even if Zhao Yun's arm strength was strong, it was extremely difficult for her to throw it into the air. When Zhao Yun raised her head to look, the sword momentum had already broken through the halberd and landed in front of her eyes. She hurriedly rolled and avoided the force of the sword. Before he could stand up, he heard a loud bang. When he took a peek, he saw that the divine sword had been stabbed into the ground. The divine sword was still swaying and buzzing non-stop.
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