In the Qin Dynasty, people changed the world by brushing entries

Seeing this, Ningyan thought about it carefully, prepared her words, and then slowly told her what happened last night.

Ningyan's description is very vivid and vivid.

Therefore, the storyteller blushed as he told the story, and the listener was also very shy.

If Bai Yuan were here, he would definitely sigh.

Sure enough, when talking about this kind of thing, women are even bolder than men.

After hearing the whole story, Jimo Huaxue finally understood why Ningyan became like this, and was even more surprised that the Taoist top-level mental method, Heart Like Still Water, could be used in this way!

Ningyan is actually not weak from any angle, but Bai Yuan is cheating!

Just when the two were about to criticize Bai Yuan, he pushed the door open and walked in with three bowls of hot porridge.

"You guys seem to be having such a good time chatting, what are you talking about?"

The two looked at each other, immediately stopped the topic, and answered tacitly: "We didn't talk about anything."

Bai Yuan looked at the two of them strangely, but seeing the blush on their faces that had not yet faded, he tactfully did not ask any more questions.

"Let's have some porridge first!"

Bai Yuan picked up one of the bowls, sat next to Ning Yan, and prepared to feed her himself.

Jimo Huaxue sat aside quietly to make some room for them.

Looking at the spoon brought to her mouth, Ningyan hesitated for a moment. Although she was weak, it was no problem for her to drink the porridge by herself.

But after thinking about it, she decided to accept Bai Yuan's kindness. After all, she was to blame for her current condition. Asking him to feed her porridge was a chance for him to apologize.

After drinking spoonful after spoonful of the health-preserving porridge that Bai Yuan had carefully prepared, Ning Yan felt much more comfortable. At least, it was not like before when even moving felt so strenuous.

Seeing that Ningyan looked much better, Bai Yuan felt relieved.

After drinking the porridge, Bai Yuan used his true energy to warm her body, which was a rare move.

"I won't go to Xiaoshengxianzhuang today. I'll stay here with you to have a good rest. I promise that you will be full of energy tonight!"

Ningyan, who was enjoying Bai Yuan's caring care, instinctively felt that something was wrong when she heard this.

She narrowed her eyes, reached out her hand to touch Bai Yuan's waist and pinched it hard.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! You can sleep alone tonight!"

Bai Yuan felt pain and took a breath.

He rubbed the place where he had just been pinched, feeling a little helpless.

It seems that Ningyan is still a little angry about what happened last night!

So he leaned close to Ningyan's ear and whispered a promise.

"I promise that I won't use Xin Ruo Zhi Shui today. Is that okay?"

Ningyan fell silent after hearing this, but she was actually a little moved.

It is said that once you have tasted the marrow, you will know the taste. Isn't it the same for her? It's just that Bai Yuan's cheating made her a little scared.

After thinking about it, Ningyan gave him a vicious look.

"If you dare to use Xin Ruo Shi Shui, don't even think about touching me for the next month, no, for the next three months!"

Explain that Chapter 91 suddenly disappeared

Chapter 91 was fine last night, and quite a few people should have read it, but it suddenly disappeared just now. I feel a little bad, but I am just an ordinary author, and I can only accept it if it is blocked. I have revised it honestly and will wait for it to be reviewed and released. I can only say sorry to everyone!

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Chapter 94 Even the dogs in the village can fight him

Time passed quickly. After resting for a few days in Fushengju and spending some time with Ningyan and the others, Bai Yuan went to Xiaoshengxianzhuang to finish reading the last few books in the Confucian collection.

When he finished reading the last bamboo slip in the library, it was already afternoon when he came out.

Rubbing his temple, Bai Yuan was just about to go back for dinner when he unexpectedly ran into Wuming, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wuming had just ended his retreat, and the two of them exchanged pleasantries when they met. From the conversation, he learned that Bai Yuan planned to return to Taiyi Mountain in the early spring of next year.

After some thought, he suggested that he should discuss it with him again, so as to verify what they had learned.

Bai Yuan hesitated for just a moment before agreeing.

He knew that Wuming's proposal to spar with him this time was actually to teach him swordsmanship, hoping to help him more before he left.

The next morning, a fierce fighting sound was heard in Xiaoshengxian Manor, breaking the previous tranquility.

In the Six Arts Hall, Wuming was sparring with Bai Yuan while holding a wooden sword.

He did not use Han Guang, because after he came out of seclusion, he officially passed Han Guang to Yan Lu, and now Han Guang has become Yan Lu's sword.

When sparring, Bai Yuan and Wuming both used Confucian sword techniques.

Wuming used it because he was a Confucian disciple, while Baiyuan used it to verify what he had learned and felt in Confucianism during this period.

Around the two of them, Lu Zhonglian, Xun Kuang, Fu Nian, Yan Lu and others were watching the battle.

Lu Zhonglian and Xun Kuang nodded from time to time and made a few comments.

"I didn't expect that in such a short time, Junior Brother Bai Yuan not only learned our Confucian swordsmanship, but also used it so skillfully!"

"Yes! Even those disciples in the village who have practiced Confucian swordsmanship for many years may not be as good as him."

Xunzi stroked his beard and responded to Lu Zhonglian's words.

They were not surprised that Bai Yuan had learned Confucian swordsmanship. What really amazed them was the level Bai Yuan displayed, just like a Confucian disciple who had been immersed in Confucian swordsmanship for many years.

The four simple sword techniques of taking responsibility, reciprocating, being polite and serving the public were performed to perfection by the two of them.

The young Fu Nian and Yan Lu were both very surprised when they saw this scene.

Especially Fu Nian, he has lived in Xiaoshengxianzhuang since he was a child, and received personal instruction from the head of the manor, Lu Zhonglian, and is very proficient in Confucian swordsmanship.

But now that he saw that Bai Yuan used it better and more skillfully than him, his sword skills were straight and every strike was crisp and clear, he felt very complicated.

After all, how long has Bai Yuan been here to study, and how long has he been studying?

The discussion between Wuming and Bai Yuan can actually be regarded as a discussion of the Dao.

It’s just that they are not discussing the truth with words, but with the swords in their hands.

For the two swordsmen, their sword intent and sword momentum are actually the path they take and the truth they have realized.

Discussing the Dao with sword is more direct.

Although both of them used Confucian swordsmanship, there was still a big difference in the styles they used.

Wuming's sword was infused with his understanding of sitting and forgetting, so his sword moves were more elegant and easy-going, seemingly soft and unable to resist Bai Yuan's attack.

But in fact, every attack of Bai Yuan was often resolved by him invisibly, like a mud ox entering the sea, unable to find a point of force.

In his hands, the Confucian swordsmanship is almost as good as the Mohist tradition, and he is excellent in defense.

Not only that, each of Wuming's sword strikes was just right and to the point, seeking only balance rather than victory. Even if he saw Bai Yuan's flaws, he would not press on to win, but instead use his own methods to remind Bai Yuan to correct the flaws and improve the deficiencies in his swordsmanship.

It can be said that he perfectly embodies the qualities of a modest gentleman and a gentle person like jade.

Bai Yuan's sword skills are different from Wuming's. Inside, he upholds the virtues of a gentleman, but outside, he displays a terrifying momentum, and his sword strikes are swift and continuous.

His power seeks to win, but he is not brutal and cruel. Instead, he focuses on conquering others with force. His swordsmanship has a hint of "inner sage and outer king".

Watching the two people in the field fighting back and forth for hundreds of rounds, Fu Nian and Yan Lu also had some different feelings in their hearts.

Yan Lu comprehended Wuming's sword power, and couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the meditation method in his heart.

He knew that Wuming was very strong, but in this first battle after coming out of seclusion, his performance was not as good as before. It was not that his strength had declined, but that his realm had improved.

Wuming does not seek victory, but only benevolence, so he can be weak when facing the weak and always maintain his strength at the same level as Bai Yuan.

Fu Nian, on the other hand, realized something from Bai Yuan's swordsmanship, and an unclear idea emerged in his mind, but he couldn't find a way to implement it for the time being.

However, the more he thought about this, the more he felt that this might be related to the path he should take in the future, so he watched the competition more seriously.

Lu Zhonglian looked at the expressions on Fu Nian and Yan Lu's faces and could not help but nod slightly.

He specially invited the two of them to watch this competition with a certain purpose in mind.

In the field, Bai Yuan and Wuming stabbed out with their swords at the same time, using the same sword moves and the same actions. The movements of the two men were as if they were looking in a mirror.

The two swords collided, and Bai Yuan and the other man passed each other and stood with their backs to each other in the field.

After fighting for so long, the two still couldn't decide the winner.

But Bai Yuan knew very well that if Wuming had not wanted to win, how could he have ended up in a tie with him?

However, he was not surprised by this result, because he had already seen his entry from Wuming and knew at that time that this would be the result.

【Character】: Unknown

[Age]: 35 years old

【Relationship】: Friendly

Hobbies: Meditation

[Entries]: Sitting and Forgetting (Purple), Master of the Draw (Purple)

[Sitting and Forgetting without Mind]: Practicing the method of sitting and forgetting reaches an extremely high level, being able to restrain the body, hide the wisdom, leave the form and know nothing, disappear among the masses and become an ordinary passerby.

[Master of Draw]: A gentleman does not fight. His swordsmanship becomes weaker when facing a weak opponent. He has no victory or defeat. Even a village dog holding a sword can fight him for a few moves. But correspondingly, he can also fight someone with martial arts far superior to his.

Both sides put away their swords at the same time. Bai Yuan sighed, turned around, bowed to Wuming, Lu Zhonglian and others, and saluted.

"Thanks for the advice!"

After some discussion, Bai Yuan also found that he had many shortcomings. This ceremony was to thank Wuming for his teachings, as well as to thank Confucianism for its teachings.

Wuming and the others also smiled and nodded slightly, accepting the gift.

Lu Zhonglian walked forward and looked at Bai Yuan with admiration.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Bai Yuan has already comprehended Confucian swordsmanship to this extent without making any noise. It's really a pleasant surprise."

"Master Lu, thank you for your praise. It would be a bit of a shame for me to use Confucian swordsmanship in front of you!"

He rolled his eyes and scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

At noon, he was kept at Xiaoshengxianzhuang for lunch, and he also formally informed Lu Zhonglian and others of his plans.

It is not far from spring now, which means Bai Yuan will not stay in Sanghai for too long.

Chapter 95: When should we rob Luowang?

After returning from Xiaoshengxian Manor, Bai Yuan saw Ning Yan and the other two taking care of his spiritual medicines.

Seeing him come back, they immediately put down what they were doing.

"What was the result of today's competition?"

They also knew that Bai Yuan was going there today to compete with Wuming at his invitation.

Bai Yuan spread his hands and said, "We fought for hundreds of rounds, and it ended in a draw."

"A tie?"

"That's right, but this draw was deliberately caused by Wuming. He has no desire to win this time. His sword seeks kindness and peace, but not victory!"

Speaking of this, Bai Yuan felt complicated.

After coming out of seclusion this time, Wuming's strength must have improved, but his sword no longer had the same feeling as before. Its sharp edge was restrained and there was no more hostility.

He even abandoned Han Guang, which was an incredible thing for a swordsman.

Ningyan and the others found it difficult to understand Bai Yuan's description of Wuming.

"I didn't expect there is such a sword technique, not seeking victory..."

Bai Yuan smiled. He felt that even if he looked at the whole world, Wuming was probably the only person who practiced this kind of sword art that “did not seek victory”.

Maybe there will be another Yan Lu in the future.

They quickly passed over the subject and did not discuss it further.