The scene of the flat lawn, the rare ancient trees, the faint fragrance and sparse plum blossoms... is no longer there, and the situation is already changing with people when they first came, the bumpy, messy, and miserable appearance is stained with a few lonely Liao Ji.

Li Haoran was dissatisfied with it, shook his sigh and smiled bitterly: "It's true, I'm really a destructive expert..."

Duan Susu looked at his distressed look, pursed her lips and chuckled, and said softly: "You were having fun just now, but now you know it's a pity?"

Chen Hanqing, the loyal old man, didn't think so. The Xu family has always been a poor family. After reaching Xu Lingfeng, it was already a single lineage. Now that the Xu family has produced such a genius, he is also relieved. "Not only a mere yard, even if the entire Xiaoyao Villa is overturned, I will only be happy. Besides, we are not short of money, and we can't spend all the money."

Li Haoran looked at the silk book in his hand and said, "Uncle Chen, I will be in seclusion for a few days. I will understand the highest level of swordsmanship to facilitate the competition."

Chen Hanqing said nothing in the future. Duan Susu was already anxious and said in a panic: "You are going to retreat again? How long will it take this time?"

After two or three years of worrying and terrifying days, Li Haoran's retreat was undoubtedly a torment for her, so when she heard that he was retreating, she became anxious.

Li Haoran understood the jade man's feelings deeply, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, this time I was in seclusion for at most a few days. Haven't you listened to my promise to Dugu Meng that I had competed with her grandfather in half a month?"

Duan Susu was confused when she was concerned. At this moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said. She said with peace of mind: "That's all!"

"Not too late, I will start to retreat immediately. I hope this sword score can help me improve the Haoran Sword Technique." Li Haoran knew that time was urgent, and the other party came for Dugu Nine Swords. If he used martial arts such as "Tianshan Zhemei Hand", "Tianshan Six Yang Palm", "One Yang Finger", and "Six Meridian Divine Sword", then he would obviously lose.

...

In the quiet room of Bihan Pavilion, Li Haoran read the scroll with a respectful reading, but saw the silk writing: "The reason why the 'Dugu Nine Swords' is called the Nine Swords is that the sword intent only has nine styles, including the general formula, the sword breaking style, the knife breaking style, the whip breaking style, the gun breaking style, the arrow breaking style, the qi breaking style, and the palm breaking style. The first move has a total of 360 changes. If you forget one of the changes, the second move will make something wrong. Later generations must remember it!"

Li Haoran twisted the spirit stage, stared at it with his breath, and continued to read. Then, the following is an introduction to the nine styles: "The general formula is the general outline of the mind method; the sword breaking style: cracking the sword technique of all sects in the world. Although there is only one style, the sword technique of each sect in the world is integrated with the essence of the sword technique. Although there is no move, it is based on the tricks of the sword technique of the whole world. The sword breaking style is used to crack the sword technique of a single sword, double sword, lancet sword, ghost head knife, machete, and horse-cutting sword; the sword breaking style pays attention to light control heavy, and fast to control slow; the sword breaking style cracks long spear, halberd, snake spear, eyebrow stick, mace, white wax

The pole and Zen stick are convenient for shoveling various long weapons; the 'broken whip' cracks and cracks of steel whip, pointing acupoints, crutches, Emei thorns, daggers, axes, iron cards, octagonal hammers, iron vertebrae and other short weapons; the 'broken tide style' cracks of long ropes, short whip, three nunchakus, zip guns, iron chains, fishing nets, flying hammers and meteors and other soft weapons; the 'broken palm style' cracks of fist and toe fingers and palms, long fists and short attacks, grasping claws, eagle claws, tiger claws, and iron sand magic palms; the 'broken arrow style' cracks of various hidden weapons, you must first learn the technique of listening to the wind to distinguish the weapon; the 'broken Qi style' deals with enemies with superior internal strength, and it is clear to the spirit and mind."

Regarding these introductions, Li Haoran swept through them. He knew that this was not the point, so he turned directly to the general formula mental method, and saw that the silk textile read: "Guimei is inclined to Wuwang, Wuwang follows others, and his fan is inclined to great things. Jia turns to Bing, Bing turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui..."

Li Haoran had a very outstanding memory. After watching it three times, he remembered all the three thousand words of the general formula in his heart. Then, he spent more than two hours to remember the heart of the broken sword, the broken knife, the broken whip, the broken gun, the broken rope, the broken arrow, the broken qi, and the broken palm. After he felt it right, he closed the book and thought.

Dugu Qiubai's sword is a sword with advancement but not retreating. It is the saint of the sword. The nine swords contained in it are all attacking moves. There are moves in the sword style like no moves, with the meaning of moves, but there is no shape of moves.

Although Dugu’s Nine Swords are nine swords, there is no one sword. It can also be said that it combines thousands of swords and tens of swords into one; "No move is better than a move" is the essence of Dugu’s Nine Swords, and there is no sword form but the soul of a sword.

Dugu Qiubai understood the sword as it was a free and unrestrained sword. He believed that tricks were dead, but the person who used tricks was alive. No matter how good the dead trick was, when encountering a living trick, he would inevitably tie his hands and feet, and he could only let others slaughter. The word "living" tells the power of swordsmanship.

His sword has been as good as he wants, both everywhere and everywhere; his sword has no longer come out for anyone or anything, or for anyone or anything; his sword has nothing, and this is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Li Haoran created the Haoran Sword Art based on the "Tai Chi Sword Technique" and "Tianshan Flip Plum Hand". He drew on the sword intent of "no move is better than a move", and finally made the sword technique a little successful.

This time, he obtained the "Dugu Nine Swords" sword score. He was naturally ecstatic. His martial arts skills were great. Although the Nine Swords were powerful, it was difficult for him. As the saying goes, one by one, one by one, he used the "Dugu Nine Swords" to improve his sword skills in just a few days. He exploded in his mind and confirmed one by one that the sword skills finally came to great success, and the "Haoran Nine Sword Style" also became an existence no less than the "Dugu Nine Swords".

On the tenth day, Li Haoran came out of seclusion. He did not inform anyone, but he stood quietly beside Gu Mei. He did not have the joy of practicing the arts, and his mood seemed to suddenly become extremely heavy.

Standing in Chu Rong's snow, he seemed to see a lonely figure who was in a happy challenge countless times, finally returned in a bad mood, retreated from the world, and finally buried his sword and retired.

In any case, Dugu Qiubai, the sacred in the sword path, seemed to be born for the "sword path". Later, he was finally destroyed by the "martial arts". No one can say whether he is a god or a demon, no one dares to say. But his life is just like Dugu, lonely as his name...

Duan Susu looked at the familiar back in the distance. Now he was as cold as ice and snow on the distant mountains, as lonely as meteors in winter nights. For some reason, she was obviously very happy, but she actually had the urge to cry.

Suddenly, Li Haoran looked back slowly. At that moment, he saw her. He would not be the next Dugu Qiubai, because sword was just a stream in his life. Without the sea, he could not have any stir. Because of her in his life, he refused to visit alone, the sorrow of sighing, and the coldness of darkness.

All the words were staring at the eyes and melted in the deep affection. She felt his love and his attachment. Duan Susu smiled, laughing happily, and tears flowed lightly. These were tears of joy and tears of refuge.

Like a distant mountain, it seems to be better than the painting. The beautiful eyes look up at it, as if there is a flow of light, and the charm is filled with a hint of elegance.

The pear blossoms are covered with rain, and the charming appearance is moving. Every frown and smile melts Li Haoran's melancholy. He steps forward a few steps and hugs the beauty's delicate body. The fragrance of the body that looks like orchids but not orchids but not musks is faintly blowing, and I can't help but feel at ease when I smell it.

Duan Susu was as soft as water, her beautiful eyes closed, and she said gently: "Ran'er, what's wrong with you? I just felt that you were so lonely. At that moment, I felt that you were far away from me. My lonely expression made me very scared. What happened? Didn't you practice swordsmanship?"

Li Haoran gently caressed his hair like silk, smelled the strange fragrance, took out the silk book from his arms and sighed: "The sword technique has been perfect. I just remembered Dugu Qiubai's state of mind. Dugu Qiubai pursued the sword path all his life, and in order to prove the great way, he did not hesitate to devote his love, hate and affection in his life. People no longer have the heart to seek the Tao, but the heart to seek the Tao will not die, and the heart to be arrogant will not die. Although he is invincible in the world, he is still lonely. He is a kind of loneliness that is extremely cold."

Duan Susu was frightened, grabbed the silk book with his hand, and abandoned it on the ground, and said in fear: "The sword demon Dugu Qiubai has cultivated himself to join the Divine Condor. You can practice any martial arts in the future. You are really idle. It is not an exaggeration to practice the martial arts of the side and the left-minded. Don't practice this thing and run to the mountains alone to retire."

When Li Haoran saw her, his face turned pale. He didn't feel funny. He tightly put his waist tightly, shaved his nose lightly, and said lovingly and cherishingly: "Don't worry, with a beautiful woman like you, I won't be stupid enough to be like Dugu Qiubai, like Dugu Qiubai. Although martial arts is part of my life, it is not all. The most important thing in my life is your beautiful lover."

Duan Susu was so charming, but her nervous heart also relaxed. She tried to angrily and said, "Okay, okay! Don't fool me with love words like coaxing the little girl."

Seeing that her peach blossom cheeks were fainting and seemed to be very helpful, Li Haoran felt very fond of love in her heart, and kissed her tender red mouth heavily, and then smiled and said, "You are the only one of me, how can I deceive others? Besides, that's what I said in my heart. I will never lie to you in my life."

The two hugged each other tightly, and their love words were all the same, and their souls were more like turning their clothes upside down. Suddenly, they heard the footsteps quickly, as if someone was coming to find them. The two hurriedly separated and went out to look at them, but saw Shuying in a hurry. Seeing the two, they happily said, "Young master, Miss, that Dugu girl is here again, and there are two old men and a beautiful aunt who are following her."

Li Haoran and Duan Susu hurriedly followed Shuying to the hall. After several days of emergency repair, everything had been restored to its original appearance. As for the square, it was difficult to restore for a while, and they were still whispering, with a very decadent look.

Chen Hanqing was chatting with Dugu Meng and others. When he saw them coming, he said happily: "Young Master, have you come out of seclusion?"

Li Haoran did not answer, his face turned pale, and he glared at one of the old men. It turned out that the old man was Xu Xiaotian who caused trouble for him. He scolded: "Xu Xiaotian, you are immortal, you are impatient, why are you just causing trouble for me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent and looked at Li Haoran incredibly. He never expected that he would scold the ancestor of the Xu family like this.

Xu Xiaotian was so angry that he blew his beard and shouted: "Stupid brat, I'm still very young, how could you call me a dying person?"

The people who scolded each other and answered each other even more. Everyone looked at the old and the young strangely, and never expected that they would start to fight each other as soon as they met.

Li Haoran snorted coldly: "Every time I see you, there will be no good things. Last time I was exhausted, but this time I changed my tricks to make trouble for me. What are your intentions?"

Xu Xiaotian looked extremely weird, he smiled and said loudly: "If you don't change your surname to Xu, I will cause you trouble."

Li Haoran said: "Believe it or not, I will kill you another day?"

Xu Xiaotian took care of him carefully and said with a smile: "You are making rapid progress, but you are not my opponent yet. If you want to kill me, there is no door."

Li Haoran smiled and said proudly: "I can't afford to offend me, can't I still hide it? The world is so big, I'll hide it like my father, and see how you can find it."

Xu Xiaotian was silent. This is true. If he had the intention to hide it, where would he go to cause trouble for him? He scratched his head, thought for a long time, and said, "I will follow you in the future, follow you when you eat, and follow you when you sleep, and see where you go."

Li Haoran had no choice but to say helplessly: "Forget it, I'm afraid of you. But you are older than me, so I don't believe that I can't wait for the day you die. If you can't beat me, can't you still poison you?"

Xu Xiaotian smiled even happier and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to remind you that I am an invincible body of poisons, and I am not afraid of the world's strange poisons. Just by taking medical skills, there are not many people in the world who can compare to me."

Duan Susu looked at the old and young man like a cockfighting cock, then looked at Chen Hanqing, Dugu Meng and others with a strange look, and quickly said, "Old ancestor, Ran'er, can't you all say less? Are you enemies in your previous life, so why do you keep arguing when you meet?"

Xu Xiaotian won a game, but he didn't say anything. He glared at Li Haoran provocatively, and looked up proudly at the sky, as if he was disdainful.

Li Haoran gritted his teeth with hatred. He really wanted to come forward and beat him up, but it seemed that he didn't have the qualifications yet. He could only swallow his anger. He thought to himself: Give me five years, I will keep my last five years, and see how I can pull out your beard by then.

Dugu Meng stared at Li Haoran with his wonderful eyes. Seeing his face turned blue, red, and black, but he felt extremely fun, and couldn't help laughing and laughed proudly: "Old man, teach me martial arts and make me better than him. In this way, if you die, you will still force him to recognize his ancestors!"

The beautiful middle-aged woman glared at Dugu Meng and scolded: "Shut up, how can you curse your ancestors?"

Dugu Mengjiao said, "I don't have a curse, but I'm telling the truth! We are only in our teens, so we won't die earlier than those of seventy-year-olds and eighty-year-olds!"

When Li Haoran saw Xu Xiaotian's face look ugly, he couldn't help but laugh. Looking at Dugu Meng's innocent appearance, he was very pleasing to the eyes.
Chapter completed!