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The ninth day of July is the White Dew season.

The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and Green Bamboo Old Man carefully placed the newly-carved Jiaowei Qin on the table. The body of the Qin still had a slight coolness from having just been washed in mountain spring water.

Ren Yingying sat quietly behind the bamboo curtain, her figure looming in the swaying bamboo shadows. She stretched out her fingertips and gently brushed the seventh string of the Jiaoweiqin, her movements gentle and graceful.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the rustling of bamboo leaves in the yard. I looked up subconsciously and saw Yi Huawei standing quietly in the morning mist, his figure tall and straight. On his shoulders, there were two bamboo leaves with crystal dewdrops on them, which were sparkling in the morning light.

"Today I will learn the 'Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra'."

Her gaze stayed on Zhang Lehui's face for a long while. Ren Yingying let out a light breath, collected her thoughts, and spoke through the bamboo curtain, her voice three points softer than usual.

Yi Huawei heard this and sat cross-legged, his eyes sweeping over the newly carved patterns on the body of the zither. Green Bamboo Old Man quietly added incense to the side, and the agarwood chips slowly fell into the path of the copper furnace.

When the piano first started, the sound was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains, tinkling and donging. The wind chimes on the eaves also rang in unison, making a crisp sound, interweaving with the piano sound, forming a wonderful harmony.

Ren Yingying plucked the strings with her bare hands, and the internal force was secretly emitted from her fingertips. Every time she plucked the strings, the seventh string vibrated violently. The force even brought up the morning dew on the bamboo branches five meters away, and crystal dewdrops fell one after another, splashing small water droplets on the ground.

Yi Huawei closed his eyes and listened, the sound of iron horses on the eaves of the Xianyang Palace appeared in his mind. However, at this moment, Ren Yingying's piano sound was three times clearer than the sound of iron and steel, like a clear spring, flowing through his heart and washing away the dust in his heart.

"It's your turn. This is... for you!"

When the song ended, Ren Yingying's voice came from behind the bamboo curtain. A jade flute slipped out from her sleeve.

Yi Huawei smiled and sat down in front of the piano.

When the zither and flute sounded together, the whole world seemed to tremble. The tea on the table was rippling, as if it was gently stirred by an invisible hand. Yi Huawei tapped the strings with his fingers, but he used the strength of the Huashan School's "Pine Welcoming Guests". Every time he tapped, it sounded like the sound of a sword.

Ren Yingying's flute sounded, and it suddenly changed into the inner breath of the Sun Moon Sect's "Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea", like a powerful torrent, engulfing Yi Huawei's sword sound. The two completely different styles were perfectly integrated at this moment, forming a wonderful balance.

“This is not the right place.”

Ren Yingying suddenly stopped playing the flute, pointed her jade finger at a certain point on the score, and said calmly and gently: "You should use the Yu tune to connect to the Shang tune, but you used the Jiao tune instead."

Yi Huawei stared at her vague outline under the veil, and slowly said: "Liu Qu and others said before they died that the most important thing about this song is to follow your heart. Only when playing together can you achieve the beauty of the harmony of the notes."

Ren Yingying was slightly startled when she heard this, and was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking about Yi Huawei's words. After a long time, she sighed softly and said, "You may have a point. The two seniors Liu Qu used the qin and flute as their sustenance and integrated their life's insights into this song. When we play, we really shouldn't stick to the form."

Yi Huawei nodded and said, "That's right. This song "Swordsman" is their interpretation of the martial arts world. I think we should incorporate our own emotions and insights into it to bring out its charm."

Ren Yingying gently plucked the strings, making a crisp sound, as if responding to Yi Huawei's words, and nodded and said, "Then let's try again. This time, play as you like."

Yi Huawei picked up the flute and nodded. The two began to play together again. This time, they were no longer bound by the rules of the score, but put their emotions and inner strength into the music without reservation. The sound of the piano and the flute was sometimes passionate, sometimes soothing, sometimes like a galloping horse, and sometimes like a gurgling stream.

Green Bamboo Old Man sat quietly by the side, his eyes full of admiration and intoxication. He looked at the two people and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that although these two people came from different sects, they could find a wonderful resonance between the zither and the flute, which was really rare.

Ren Yingying's veil fluttered gently in the breeze, revealing her fair cheeks and rosy lips. Yi Huawei inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene, and his heart moved slightly, and the sound of the flute in his hand also paused slightly. Ren Yingying seemed to notice his strangeness, and her eyes met Yi Huawei's through the bamboo curtain. The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if a spark was created.

Yi Huawei quickly looked away, and the sound of the flute became a little messy. Seeing this, Ren Yingying smiled slightly, and her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the air.

"Mr. Yi, don't be distracted."

With a smile, Yi Huawei once again focused his attention on the sound of the flute, blending it with Ren Yingying's piano sound.

Before they knew it, the sun had risen higher and the morning mist had gradually dissipated. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, shining on the two of them, forming patches of golden light, and the sound of the zither and flute echoed in the bamboo forest.

"Zheng——"

A sharp and abrupt sound suddenly broke the tranquility of the Green Bamboo House. It was the sound of the strings of a musical instrument breaking suddenly under the heavy weight.

The little finger of Ren Yingying's right hand twitched violently and uncontrollably, and the uncontrolled force actually broke the goose foot on the pegs of the zither off in half.

When Green Bamboo heard the sound, he was startled and hurriedly lifted the curtain to come in. What he saw was Ren Yingying tightly strangling her left wrist with the broken strings of the zither, her knuckles white from excessive force, and fine beads of sweat rolling down the edge of the veil, splashing onto the blue bricks under her feet.

"aunt!"

Green Bamboo Old Man was extremely anxious and rushed forward, with three golden needles firmly held between his fingers, ready to give Ren Yingying first aid by acupuncture.

"Do not touch me!"

Ren Yingying squeezed out three words with difficulty from between her teeth, her voice was low and hoarse, and there was a low roar from her throat like a trapped animal. Then, she suddenly exerted force and overturned the zither table in front of her. The precious Jiaowei zither hit the blue brick floor heavily and broke into two pieces in an instant.

"frame!"

At this moment, Yi Huawei broke in through the window. Almost at the same moment, the jade hairpin in Ren Yingying's hair shot out like a cold light and nailed three inches deep into the beam. Yi Huawei reacted very quickly, dodged sideways, and his eyes fell on the sun and moon patterns engraved on the end of the hairpin.

"Seal her hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian!" Green Bamboo Old Man shouted anxiously, and at the same time threw the needle bag in his hand. Yi Huawei jumped into the air and caught the needle bag steadily. He took a deep breath and used the purple cloud energy. The seven silver needles, wrapped in the energy, were like seven cold rays, accurately piercing into Ren Yingying's right arm. The tail of the needle trembled, as if it was driven by a powerful internal force, and continued to drill into the skin and flesh.

Ren Yingying seemed to have gone crazy, and suddenly slapped her left palm towards the top of her head, trying to resist in an extreme way.

Yi Huawei was quick-witted and stepped forward to grab her wrist. At the moment of contact, he felt that Ren Yingying's pulse was disordered like boiling water, with no regularity at all.

Yi Huawei did not dare to hesitate, and Zixia's magical power surged from his dantian. According to the Huashan School's heart-healing method, he injected his true energy from the "Daling Point", passed through the "Neiguan", then to the "Quze", and finally arrived at the "Tianquan". However, at the "Tianquan" point, Zixia's true energy encountered an extremely cold internal force barrier, as if it had hit a cold high wall.

"It's the corpse poison that's rebounding to the heart!"

Seeing this, Green Bamboo Old Man hurriedly pulled open the back of Ren Yingying's collar. Three strange blue marks appeared on her jade-like back, slowly moving upward along the Du Meridian. Wherever they went, her skin seemed to be covered by a layer of frost. Green Bamboo Old Man looked solemn, and quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out three vermilion pills, and tried to stuff them into her mouth. But Ren Yingying clenched her teeth, and the pills were crushed by her.

Yi Huawei knew the situation was critical, and quickly placed his palms on Ren Yingying's back, and the purple qi continued to flow into her body, just like a stream thawing in spring, slowly seeping into the "Lingtai Point". However, at this moment, something strange happened, and Yi Huawei suddenly felt the qi in Ren Yingying's body rushing back like a surging tide, and the two powerful internal forces collided violently at the "Zhiyang Point". The huge impact force shook the walls of the bamboo house to dust, and the tiles on the roof began to loosen.

"Bring the moxa!"

Green Bamboo Old Man made a prompt decision and quickly lit the copper furnace under the medicine cabinet. Seven moxa sticks were arranged on the green bricks in the shape of the Big Dipper. Curls of green smoke rose up, and a burnt smell filled the bamboo house. Under the effect of moxibustion, the blue marks on Ren Yingying's back temporarily stopped moving up. She made a hoarse sound in her throat and suddenly spurted out black blood. The thick black blood splashed on the veil, staining it mottled.

Yi Huawei's forehead was covered with sweat, and purple air gradually spread from his eyebrows to his neck. The corpse poison was traveling around with Ren Yingying's true energy, and if he was not careful, it would invade his meridians.

Suddenly, the "sea accommodating all rivers" mental method in "Zixia Secret Book" came to mind. Yi Huawei made up his mind and deliberately weakened his internal strength by three points, trying to induce the Star Absorbing Method to draw out the corpse poison.

Ren Yingying suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and she clamped Yi Huawei's "Laogong acupoint" with her backhand like a pair of pliers. Her nails dug deep into the flesh, and black blood kept dripping down the palms of their hands.

Seeing this, Green Bamboo Old Man hurriedly picked up the flute and pressed it on her "Jianjing acupoint" in an attempt to ease the situation. However, the power in Ren Yingying's body was too strong, and Green Bamboo Old Man was shocked and retreated three steps, and the flute in his hand was almost dropped.

"Girl, I'm offended!"

Yi Huawei shouted loudly, and with his fingers like swords, he quickly tapped her "Tanzhong" and "Jiuwei" acupoints. This move of "Taiyue Three Green Peaks" turned the sword into a finger, which contained the essence of Huashan School's swordsmanship and accurately blocked the path for the corpse poison to ascend.

Ren Yingying's whole body was shaking violently, and her ten fingers left deep grooves on the blue bricks.

Three hours later, a thick layer of black ash had accumulated on the floor of the bamboo house, which was the trace left by the fierce internal force collision and moxibustion. The blue marks on Ren Yingying's back finally retreated to the "Mingmen acupoint". At this time, the purple qi and the corpse poison actually formed a delicate balance in her dantian.

Green Bamboo Old Man took out a pestle and pounded realgar, borneol, bezoar and other medicinal materials into a paste, which he then carefully applied thickly on the wound on her left wrist.

"Practicing the Qigong at the Yin hour every day, supplemented by acupuncture with gold needles, may suppress the symptoms for a hundred days."

Yi Huawei finished his exercise and regulated his breathing, his face looking slightly pale.

At this moment, Ren Yingying's veil fell off in the chaos, revealing her face as pale as paper. There was still blood on the corners of her lips, but her clear expression had returned. She looked at Yi Huawei quietly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Green Bamboo Old Man sighed softly, looked at Yi Huawei and said: "Today is all thanks to you, young master. If you hadn't remained calm in the face of danger, I'm afraid... Young master, I will never forget your kindness!"

Ren Yingying glanced at Yi Huawei and said slowly:
"Thank you, Master Yi, for saving me. I will always remember your kindness today."

Yi Huawei waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. How can I stand by and watch when the girl is in danger? But the poison is too strong. Even if you suppress it temporarily, you still need to be more careful in the future. I believe I have seen many poisons, but I have never seen such a strong poison. It is somewhat similar to the legendary 'Three Corpses Brain Pill' of the Demon Sect. I don't know how the girl could be poisoned by this? Moreover... I heard that this 'Three Corpses Brain Pill' is a means for Dongfang Bubai to control his followers. Although you have temporarily suppressed the toxicity, it is not a long-term solution after all..."

Ren Yingying's eyes dimmed, and she turned her head away subconsciously. After a moment of silence, she said, "My father...he offended the Demon Cult and was captured by the Demon Cult's elders. In order to interrogate my father, they fed me the Three Corpses Brain Pill. Later, my nephew Lu Zhu rescued me, but my father's life or death is unknown..."

Yi Huawei frowned and said, "Miss Yingying, don't worry. Since your father was killed by the Demon Cult, I will not sit idly by."

After thinking for a moment, Yi Huawei's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I heard that there is a famous doctor named Ping Yizhi in Kaifeng who kills people. He has superb medical skills and may be able to cure the poison in your body."

"The 'famous murderer' Ping Yizhi who heals one person and kills another?"

When Ren Yingying heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, but it soon dimmed again: "I have heard of his name, but he acts strangely, so I may not be willing to help."

Green Bamboo Elder also nodded and said, "Yes, this Ping Yizhi has always only saved one person, and the conditions are harsh. It may not be easy to ask him to help."

Yi Huawei nodded: "No matter how difficult it is, we have to give it a try. Miss Yingying, you can't delay the poisoning any longer, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"My dear young master, you have a chivalrous heart. I thank you very much!"

Ren Yingying slowly stood up upon hearing this and bowed to Yi Huawei. Her figure was graceful and her movements were elegant. When she stood up, her beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of curiosity, and she asked softly:

"Young Master's inner strength is so strong that it is rare to see one. Yingying is curious and wonders what sect or school he belongs to. I am grateful for your help. Yingying also wants to know your origins so that she can remember your kindness in the future."

Yi Huawei bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Miss Yingying, you are too polite. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. Since you asked, I can't hide it. I am a disciple of Huashan Sect, my name is Yue Huawei. I didn't mean to hide it before, I hope you can forgive me!"

"So it's the Jade-faced Swordsman... He really lives up to his reputation, ahem~, I've heard of you for a long time!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ren Yingying's eyes, and then she realized she was speechless. Her face turned red, and she lowered her head and stammered, "The Huashan Sect is famous far and wide, and Mr. Yue, the gentleman swordsman, is a senior respected by everyone in the martial arts world. It's no wonder that the young master has such deep inner strength and chivalrous heart because he was taught by Mr. Yue." (End of this chapter)