Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 209 General Moye
"That's because I'm gifted. Maybe I'm naturally immune to those negative effects!" Qin Ruoxi said casually in annoyance.

Innate immunity? Ye Beixuan fell into deep thought after hearing her say that.

It is true that some people are gifted and born immune to certain things.

According to this, isn't Qin Ruoxi, holding the Immortal Slaying Sword, the most powerful being in the cave? Even if the green-haired turtle's shell is extremely hard, it can hardly withstand the sharp edge of the Immortal Slaying Sword!
But the terrain inside the cave is complicated. If I get lost, wouldn’t I become an underground explorer who will never come back?

This turtle must be very familiar with the environment inside the cave. It seems I have to stabilize it first and use it for my own purposes.

"You didn't sleep last night, so go back and rest! Let me think about what happened in the cave." Ye Beixuan had been thinking in his mind, and when he saw Qin Ruoxi hadn't left yet, he said casually.

He opened the door and the dawn came as expected.

He reached out to pull Qin Ruoxi's arm, signaling her to leave.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly dodged mischievously.

Ye Beixuan's fingertips accidentally brushed against Qin Ruoxi's lower abdomen, and a soft touch instantly spread from his fingertips to her whole body.

She felt like she was electrocuted and quickly covered her abdomen. Her face suddenly turned as shy as a ripe apple.

Although he had looked at my body before, I was unconscious at that time. Now that I am awake, the feeling is very different.

They were both stunned at the same time, their heartbeats accelerating uncontrollably. Ye Beixuan quickly turned his back, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"I'm talking to you..." After a long while, Ye Beixuan felt that the awkward atmosphere had almost dissipated, so he turned around.

Unexpectedly, the girl had quietly come behind him at some point, and the distance between them was instantly shortened. They bumped into each other and almost knocked her down.

He subconsciously reached out to hold her slender waist and said in a feigned calmness, "When will you change your troublemaking nature?"

The two of them leaned forward and backward, Qin Ruoxi's cherry lips were so close to his cheek that they could clearly feel each other's breathing.

She deliberately said angrily, "Why? General, Master, when you saved me twice, you never thought I was a bother. Now, you think I'm an eyesore?"

She deliberately brought up the time when he stripped her naked and wrapped her in gauze, her tone somewhat teasing.

I have to say that the ignorant girl has transformed. Now she has indeed grown up and matured.

The light of dawn grew brighter, outlining the two figures hazily.

Ye Beixuan took a half step back. After the girl left, the sudden emptiness in his arms made both of them feel a little "uncomfortable".

The girl lowered her head subconsciously, and Ye Beixuan suddenly discovered that under her rosy cheeks, her pink neck was gradually dyed a hint of crimson.

"Emergency situations naturally require special treatment." He took a deep breath, his eyes swept across her rosy cheeks, and turned his head to feign calmness and said, "Doctors don't distinguish between men and women."

"Oh?" Qin Ruoxi took a step forward, and the fragrance of flowers on her body instantly lingered.

She stood on tiptoe, leaned forward slightly, and gently blew her breath on his neck. She asked, "So now, is there still no distinction between men and women?"

Ye Beixuan held her soft hands, wondering why this girl suddenly became so attractive.

The breaking dawn entangled the intertwined shadows of the two people.

Time flies, and before I knew it, an hour had passed.

The atmosphere of the city life descended upon them. Qin Ruoxi suddenly chuckled, deliberately dragging out the tone, and said in a voice as sweet as honey: "You still want to hold my hand, how long?"

"Uh..." Ye Beixuan came back to his senses and quickly let go of her hands.

However, a sly look flashed in the girl's eyes, and she pretended to walk unsteadily, collapsing her body.

In an instant, the strong fragrance of hair and body exploded in Ye Beixuan's mind, followed by the soft touch.

"Hey! Aren't you afraid of falling?" He subconsciously put his arms around her slender waist and hugged her.

"I have you..." Qin Ruoxi supported his shoulders with both hands, lowered her head, and exhaled hot breath that penetrated the clothes on his chest and reached his heart. She said, "If I get hurt, you will definitely heal me like you did last time, right? And you will also feed me medicine like you did when I was poisoned, right?"

As she spoke, her long hair fell down as she lowered her head, covering her blushing cheeks.

Ye Beixuan involuntarily reached out his hand and gently lifted the temples on her forehead, his palm resting on the edge of her hot cheek.

She closed her eyes slightly, tilted her head back, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if waiting for a sweet taste.

suddenly.

There was a "Hey Ha" sound of sword dancing outside the door. It turned out to be Ye Xiaobei, who also lived in this backyard.

The two of them were shocked at the same time, took a half step back, and hurriedly concealed their embarrassment. The ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant and dissipated with the wind.

Ye Beixuan looked at Qin Ruoxi's slightly exposed forehead, and suddenly remembered that when he first saw her, she was hit by the stone he threw. That mark now seemed to be deeply imprinted in his heart.

"You must get a good rest today." He feigned calmness and coaxed her, "I still have to meet the green-haired turtle tonight. If anything goes wrong, I'll need your protection."

"Okay." Qin Ruoxi smiled slightly, turned around and slowly walked out of the house.

Ye Xiaobei, who was practicing sword dancing, was no longer surprised to see Qin Ruoxi coming out of his master's room.

Different mistresses would often walk out of the master's room, which seemed to be a common occurrence for him.

He immediately stopped sword dancing, bowed and said, "Hello, Master's Wife..."

"Be good..." Qin Ruoxi was so happy by this call that she smiled brightly.

She immediately reached out and touched Ye Xiaobei's head, and said softly: "What do you want to eat? If you need money, just take it yourself. Don't be polite. Just treat it like your own home."

"Thank you, Master's Wife." Ye Xiaobei bowed to express his gratitude, but he was secretly wondering in his heart why every Master's Wife liked to touch his head. What if he didn't grow taller if this continued?
After Qin Ruoxi left, Ye Beixuan walked out of the house.

Looking at Ye Xiaobei's increasingly mature sword moves, he stretched out his five fingers and casually sucked over a piece of branch.

In an instant, there was silence all around.

Ye Xiaobei stopped practicing sword and stood opposite Ye Beixuan, neither of them moving.

If there were an expert present, he would definitely be able to see that the two were gathering their strength and that once the time was right, their attack would be as swift as a dragon emerging from the sea.

The leaves on the trees in the backyard could not bear the weight of the dewdrops, and finally they condensed to the tips of the leaves along the texture of the leaves and slowly dripped down.

"Tick!" The sound was particularly clear and harsh in the quiet backyard.

Along with this sound, Ye Xiaobei's sword finally moved.

His clothes fluttered backwards as his figure moved quickly, and the airflow from his body stirred up the fallen leaves, causing them to fly into the air.

At this moment, he thrust out his sword with a force that shocked the world and made ghosts weep. The sword tip carried a sharp force and accurately pierced a leaf in the air into two identical half leaves. Then, the sword force did not decrease as he attacked Ye Beixuan.

Ye Beixuan's eyes were calm and composed, and he didn't move. A flash of cold light appeared, and just as the tip of the sword was about to strike, it suddenly stopped, an inch away from the throat, unable to move forward any further.

At some point, a dry branch had already pressed against Ye Xiaobei's wrist, stopping his sharp sword movement.

"That's too fancy, too many moves." Ye Beixuan flicked his wrist slightly, and the withered branch deflected his apprentice's sword. He said, "Although the Big Dipper Sword Technique emphasizes the integration of footwork and sword moves, it's not about rigidly applying moves. Instead, it's about applying them flexibly, letting the mind follow the heart."

Ye Xiaobei seemed to have understood some of the key points. He suddenly turned around and slashed the ground with his sword.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated instantly.

With the sound of a clear sword, the ground seemed to have not changed at all, as if Ye Xiaobei's sword had not hit the ground.

Ye Beixuan waved his hand casually, and the dust on the ground was instantly blown away. With a burst of dust, the ground, which had just seemed unchanged, suddenly had the word "Yi".

It turned out that Ye Xiaobei did not fail to hit the ground just now, but after the sword was slashed, there was no obvious change on the surface.

"Oh? You've grasped it pretty quickly, but it's still far from enough." Ye Beixuan shook his wrist and said calmly, "Watch carefully..."

The dry branch in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, and in an instant, all the fallen leaves in the yard stood up in the air.

Ye Xiaobei's pupils shrank. Wasn't this the basic sword technique his master taught him? And it was the simplest "flirting" technique.

As Ye Beixuan's figure flashed quickly in the yard, his afterimage was everywhere.

Every time he waved the dry branch in his hand, a leaf fell.

Soon, all the leaves that were just standing in the air fell to the ground, forming the word "意".

Every fallen leaf was covered with sword marks, and these marks were exactly the same as the texture of the leaves.

"Kendo encompasses the principles of all things in the world. Even in our daily lives, the principles of Kendo are everywhere," Ye Beixuan said. "Even when you're telling stories, every time you tap the wake-up stick, hit the board, or open your folding fan, it can all be transformed into a sword move."

"Like this one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man had not yet reacted when he saw his master's finger sword coming towards him, pointing directly at his eyebrows.

Ye Xiaobei felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and he suddenly realized that the movements he usually made, such as opening and closing a folding fan or slapping a wake-up stick, had actually been integrated into his sword moves.

"Do you understand?" Ye Beixuan suddenly swung his sword, and countless dewdrops were shaken off the big sycamore tree next to him, falling like raindrops.

In the rain of dewdrops, Ye Xiaobei's sword light flickered.

The sword blade passed through the dewdrops, and all the dewdrops were cut into smaller droplets and continued to fall.

In a hurry, Ye Xiaobei could only swing his sword faster to cut those smaller water droplets. However, these smaller water droplets continued to split into even smaller ones.

Just when he was at a loss, Ye Beixuan moved and swung his finger sword. All the dewdrops gathered into a big water ball as the sword swung, standing steadily on his fingertips.

"understand?"

"Thank you for your guidance, Master!" Ye Xiaobei put away his sword and bowed.

"Go and read this book "Soushen Ji" carefully." Ye Beixuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Master, I want to hear you tell the stories in it today." "Yes, Master." Ye Xiaobei saluted respectfully and took the book with both hands.

The leaves in the yard rustled as the young man walked towards the inn with steady steps.

Ye Beixuan looked at his back and suddenly remembered himself a few years ago, who also walked into the inn like this and started his storytelling career.

He shook his head slightly and followed closely behind, heading towards the inn.

At noon, the sun is high in the sky, and the sunlight shines unreservedly on every corner of the world, dispelling all the haze.

In the center of Lost Town, the four large gold-plated characters of Beixi Inn sparkled brightly in the sunlight.

The inn was still as bustling as usual, with many diners.

The most important thing for them every day is to listen to Mr. Ye’s storytelling.

Ye Xiaobei, dressed in plain clothes, walked slowly towards the storytelling stage with steady steps. His three-piece storytelling set was laid out before him as always. Day after day, he patiently tapped the wake-up stick to silence the whispers of the crowd.

He cleared his throat and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen! Today I bring you a poignant story of revenge."

Everyone turned their heads and nodded at him, some even urged him impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me."

Ye Xiaobei calmly clapped his hands and said in a clear voice, "A long time ago, there was a country called Chu. There lived a couple, both famous swordsmiths, named Gan Jiang and Mo Ye..." (From "Gan Jiang and Mo Ye" in "In Search of the Gods")
"One day, the King of Chu wanted a sword, so he ordered Gan Jiang and Moye to forge it for him..."

The inn is filled with the aroma of food and tea, and the air is steaming and filled with mist.

Ye Xiaobei beat the board rhythmically with a child's clear voice, but told the story in an adult's steady tone, giving the story a unique charm.

"The King of Chu is cruel and merciless. How could he simply want a precious sword?" Ye Xiaobei angrily slammed the wake-up stick and said in a sad and indignant tone, "He clearly wants the sword forged by Gan Jiang and Moye to be unique in the world, and he even wants to take the swordsmith's life!"

At this point, everyone couldn't help but whisper.

"Hey! Gan Jiang shouldn't have handed over the sword. He should have escaped earlier."

"Where to escape to? Even if you escape, not only will you be hiding here and there, but you will also bring trouble to your entire clan."

"Alas! Ultimately, it's because the monarch is too cruel and merciless."

Ye Xiaobei sighed and said in a low voice, "After Mo Xie gave birth to her son Mei Jianchi, she raised him alone with great difficulty. She also told him about his father's affairs and asked him to avenge his father."

Then, Ye Xiaobei suddenly pretended to be profound, and changed his tone, saying, "Later! Mo Xie took out another sword, threw it into the sword pavilion, and then jumped into the sea of fire. The flames illuminated the entire Sword Forging City red."

At this time, one of the diners was so engrossed in listening that he forgot to chew the food in his mouth. When he subconsciously bit his food, he cried out "Ah" and actually bit his tongue.

"Sure!" Ye Beixuan sat at the table with a faint smile on his face. He looked at Ye Xiaobei and thought to himself, this apprentice has learned some of my true skills.

"And then?" A diner gripped his chopsticks tightly, not even noticing that they were bent.

"Snap!" The wake-up stick sounded again.

The young man's voice suddenly became shrill: "I forged that brow ruler into a peerless sword. I bid farewell to my mother in tears and vowed to avenge my father."

Then, Ye Xiaobei continued to retell the story.

When talking about the young man meeting a knight, everyone couldn't help but clench their fists, fearing that this so-called knight was just a man with a false reputation.

Ye Xiaobei suddenly spoke in a high voice, "When that knight heard that Mei Jianchi wanted revenge, he actually offered to take Mei Jianchi's head before helping him."

At this point, the inn fell into dead silence, and then a heated discussion broke out.

"This...this knight can't be a liar!"

"If he's a liar, it will be difficult to avenge this blood feud."

Ye Xiaobei continued to tell the story. When he mentioned that the knight had actually presented Mei Jianchi's head and sword to the King of Chu, all the diners stood up and slammed the table, cursing this treacherous fellow.

But then, Ye Xiaobei said in an excited tone: "The knight took advantage of the King of Chu's unpreparedness, drew his sword, and cut off the King of Chu's head with one sword, dropping it into the oil pot. He then immediately swung the sword to cut off his own head, which also fell into the oil pot."

Next, Ye Xiaobei continued to narrate the horrifying plot. When Mei Jianchi's head saw the head of King Chu in the oil pan, he opened his eyes and bit King Chu, who fought back hard.

Seeing that Mei Jianchi was unable to resist, the knight also stepped forward to bite the King of Chu.

Soon, their heads were fried beyond recognition.

The sandalwood in front of the inn slowly sank, falling like a waterfall, but suddenly a cold wind blew in the face, blowing the sandalwood away, scaring everyone.

A young woman with a child hurriedly took the child away, not wanting the child to hear the horror story for fear of scaring the child. However, she herself could not help but eavesdrop out of curiosity, feeling both afraid and curious.

After finishing the story about the fried three-headed snake, Ye Xiaobei slammed the wake-up stick so hard that the bamboo cups on the storytelling table fell over.

There was deathly silence in the inn at first, and then there was a sudden uproar.

"Are they really all cooked?"

"Ridiculous! How can a human head possibly come alive? Let alone three heads biting at it."

"This is just a story. Although it comes from real life, it is all edited and half-true and half-false. It cannot be taken seriously."

At this time, the sun had moved its position unconsciously, and Ye Xiaobei had been talking for half an hour.

The sunlight shines through the gate, leaving a clear dividing line that goes straight to the storytelling platform, dividing the inn into two halves.

His forehead, nose tip and chin were divided by a beam of sunlight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tell me, is this knight loyal and righteous? And why would he only seek revenge for Mei Jianchi, a man he had only met once?"

The diners broke out into heated discussions.

"If you ask me, this knight must have a grudge against the King of Chu, and he just happened to take this opportunity to seek revenge."

"Not necessarily. Perhaps it's just his chivalrous nature that's at work."

"Perhaps! Plus, he might be dissatisfied with the King of Chu's brutal and cruel tyranny, so he wants to get rid of this evil for the people."

Some people shook their heads, thinking of the scenes when they were oppressed by the government, and secretly rejoiced that the emperor of their own Great Zhou was not a tyrant. Although she was an empress, she was diligent in her work and loved the people.

"Snap!" Ye Xiaobei sighed and said, "Gan Jiang and Mo Ye were separated, and the souls of the couple wept within the swords. It's said that whoever possesses these two swords will be a match made in heaven."

When the diners heard this, some smiled gently, while others shook their heads, saying that they already had families and were afraid that they would never have the chance to encounter such a good thing in their lifetime.

Some people also imagine that while walking, they suddenly find a magic sword like Gan Jiang, hoping to find their other half.

Ye Xiaobei put away his three-piece suit and walked straight to the table where Qin Ruoxi and Ye Beixuan were sitting. He bowed and said, "Master, Master's Wife..."

Ye Beixuan was stunned. Was it too early to call her "Master's Wife"?
Just as he was about to explain, Qin Ruoxi spoke first, her face full of smiles: "Oh! Xiaobei, you've worked hard. Come here, this is your favorite crispy meat that Master's Wife prepared for you. You've been talking for half an hour, you must be hungry!"

"Thank you, Master's Wife." Ye Xiaobei sat down at the table without hesitation and began to eat heartily. Following the master, he would go hungry for nine meals in three days, but following the Master's Wife, he could eat ten meals a day. After all, the Master's Wifes were very kind to him, so it didn't matter if he ate more.

Seeing that Qin Ruoxi repeatedly stopped him from explaining, Ye Beixuan didn't want to embarrass her.

After all, ever since the two of them experienced that incident, there have been some things between them that they couldn't explain to each other.

"What are your thoughts on today's storytelling?" Ye Beixuan instructed calmly, "Have you fully grasped the swordsmanship I taught you today?"

Ye Xiaobei put down his chopsticks, sat up straight, and said in a formal tone, "Disciple has carefully paid attention to the movements of beating the board, clapping the wake-up stick, and opening and closing the folding fan, and found that they are indeed similar to sword techniques."

"Okay, in that case, I will now give you a task." Ye Beixuan took a sip of tea and said in a flat tone.

"What mission?" Ye Xiaobei asked with a relaxed look on his face. Qin Ruoxi, who was also practicing sword next to him, couldn't help but show a curious look.

"From tomorrow on, you must forget all the sword techniques that I taught you today. You must forget them completely." Ye Beixuan continued, "I will come to check tomorrow."

Forget? How could he possibly forget? Those sword moves were already deeply engraved in his mind. What should he do? Ye Xiaobei was completely confused. Was his master playing a trick on him?

Qin Ruoxi also felt that Ye Beixuan's move was a bit mysterious. How could he let people forget their sword moves? No, she had to get to the bottom of it.

"Okay, I'm going to go back and rest. I'll eat dinner by myself. Don't disturb me." After saying that, Ye Beixuan stood up, turned around and strode out the door.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait for me." Qin Ruoxi hurriedly chased after him.

Only Ye Xiaobei was left, pondering over his master's words.

On the road.

Seeing Ye Beixuan remained silent, Qin Ruoxi asked in confusion, "Are you teasing Xiaobei? How could he forget a sword move?"

"I'm not just teaching Xiaobei, I'm teaching you too." Ye Beixuan suddenly stopped, and Qin Ruoxi was caught off guard. She cried out "Ouch" and her nose hit his strong back.

Then, he was heard explaining calmly, "First, letting him forget the sword moves is to free him from the constraints of fixed sword moves, so that he can adapt to circumstances and strike with sword intent."

"Secondly, he, like you, has learned a lot of complicated things. After forgetting a sword move, he can quickly integrate it. Over time, you will be able to develop sword moves that are unique to you."

"Third, when facing an enemy, forgetting your sword moves allows you to break free from many restrictions, acting flexibly and unexpectedly. Even you yourself may find it difficult to predict what moves you will use, so how can the enemy predict them?"

"Oh!" Qin Ruoxi nodded as if she understood, and stood there thinking.

He had previously learned the sword techniques of the Five Immortals Alliance, and also learned the sword techniques he taught. When facing the enemy, it seemed that there were many sword moves that could be broken. However, when the moment came, he often could not quickly come up with the best response strategy, which was undoubtedly extremely fatal.

Only by forgetting the sword moves can one subconsciously make the best response and truly let the mind follow the heart.

Thinking of this, she was filled with joy and was about to share her insights with Ye Beixuan, but she found that his back was already in the distance.

She hurriedly shouted, "Wait for me... Don't walk so fast. Be careful or I won't be polite to you in the cave at night..."

(End of this chapter)