Long Qingyun, Mo Zhixuan and others.

I took a Cuibaozhai merchant ship to the north, riding the wind and waves along the way, and enjoying the sea view. Everyone talked and laughed, but time passed quickly.

At the time of the day, we arrived at Zhenhaikou.

Long Qingyun bid farewell to Chu Cuishan, Gongsun Mou, Mo Zhixuan and others, and was about to get off the boat.

Unexpectedly, a figure flashed in front of him, Mo Zhixuan rushed over, pushed Long Qingyun, and the two walked off the merchant ship together.

Long Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't Mo Zhixuan going back to Lin'an City? Why didn't she leave?

Mo Zhixuan stood at the Zhenhaikou pier, waved goodbye to Gongsun Mou on the boat, and shouted: "Senior brother, go back and tell my father that we will return to Lin'an City on the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Gongsun Mou certainly knew what his junior sister was thinking. He stood on the boat with a smile on his face and said loudly: "Don't worry, Junior sister, Young Master Long, I'll ask you for your safety!" While speaking, he hugged Long Qingyun and clasped his fists.

Long Qingyun waved goodbye to Chu Cuishan, Gongsun Mou waved goodbye!

Chu Cuishan waved goodbye to Long Qingyun, Mo Zhixuan said goodbye, and while smiling, she sighed: "This boy will definitely shine on the battlefield in the future. Maybe he can look north to China and restore the Central Plains!"

Gongsun Mou nodded slightly and said, "Senior Chu said, I also think so. If Long Qingyun forms a cavalry unit, I will definitely participate to serve the best efforts!"

Gongsun Mou's words were loud and loud. Chu Cuishan felt quite touched. He threw praise at Gongsun Mou. The two looked at each other and smiled, both of them tacitly.

Mo Zhixuan smiled sweetly, grimaced at Long Qingyun, and said, "Why, I'm not welcome to walk with me all the way?"

Long Qingyun frowned and said seriously: "You are a beautiful girl, and you are a beautiful woman. If you are with me, aren't you afraid that I will covet your beauty?"

While talking, Long Qingyun was actually sweet in her heart. She glanced at Mo Zhixuan's bright and pretty face, looking at her face, and see how she reacted.

Seeing Long Qingyun praising her beauty, Mo Zhixuan flew her cheeks, her eyes were like hanging beads, and her face was sweetly smiled, and said, "Who is more beautiful between me and Tuoba Xi from the Western Qiang?"

Long Qingyun smiled playfully and said, "Of course you are beautiful!"

Mo Zhixuan was agile and charming, and her pretty face was filled with the shyness of a girl, and she said, "Really?"

Long Qingyun's lips rippled, and he raised a smile and said, "Of course you are beautiful, you are the beauty of a Han woman!"

He paused and continued, "My junior sister is a Western Qiang woman's beauty, and her style is different." After saying that, a embarrassed smile appeared on her face.

Mo Zhixuan was happy. After hearing what Long Qingyun said, she suddenly realized that Long Qingyun was joking and was about to refute a few words.

Suddenly, a huge ship docked at the shore, and Long Qingyun said loudly: "Miss Mo, prepare to get on the boat!" While speaking, he made a "please" action.

Mo Zhixuan snorted and stepped forward, Long Qingyun followed closely, and the two walked onto the big ship.

The giant ship is purple-gray all over, much larger than the Cuibaozhai merchant ship, more than seven feet long and two feet wide. When I saw it suddenly, it was extremely majestic and wide.

At this time, the sea trade in Nanyong was prosperous and developed, with many merchants and tourists coming and going from south to north. After a while, the giant ship was filled with people.

The simple and dignified official script "Changsheng" Hui Banner is hung on the bow of the boat, fluttering in the wind, and is majestic.

This ship is a passenger ship, and there are many wooden chairs. Long Qingyun and Mo Zhixuan found a position to sit by the bow and sat down. The two sat on their shoulders, a refreshing smell floated from Mo Zhixuan.

This fresh and natural smell, wrapped in the moisture of the waves, rushed towards Long Qingyun. Long Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned and felt a rippling feeling.

Looking at Long Qingyun's strange expression, Mo Zhixuan stared at Long Qingyun with big watery eyes, and her bright eyes and white teeth said: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

At this time, Mo Zhixuan was so beautiful, bright and charming, with her face like peach blossoms, and her big eyes as clear as lake water, sparkling, and the water color was rippling, and the tail of her eyes was slender and upturned, revealing a burning charm.

What a pair of charming Danfeng eyes, Long Qingyun felt like he was electrocuted. Although it was only a moment, he felt swaying!

Long Qingyun suddenly stopped his mind and looked at the sea, with occasional ships crossing by next to him.

The boat is very tall, and the two of them sit at the bow of the boat. The vast blue sea is filled with their eyes. The feeling of riding the wind and waves makes Long Qingyun's chest open.

Long Qingyun couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. Although Mo Zhixuan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her charming charm was amazing.

Mo Zhixuan was stuttering in her mouth, not knowing what she was saying. Gradually, Mo Zhixuan leaned on the back of a wooden chair and fell asleep. After several days of hard work, the beautiful girl was already too tired. In an instant, she smiled sweetly and slept like mud.

Long Qingyun took off his blue robe and put it on Mo Zhixuan's length. The sea breeze blew over his face. Looking at Mo Zhixuan's charming face, I remembered the feeling of being rubbed with my ears just now, a tenderness and sweetness surged into my heart, and I felt distracted.

Long Qingyun held his mind and looked far away. At this time, the giant ship had already entered the entrance of the Yangtze River, followed the river and headed towards Jiankang Prefecture.

Long Qingyun looked at the rolling water of the Yangtze River and felt surging.

"The soldiers have no constant power, and the water has no constant shape."

Yuan Dingtian's bright face appeared in his mind, and he was talking in his mouth: "The beauty of application lies in one's heart!" After saying that, he suddenly disappeared.

Long Qingyun thought, everything in the world was like this flowing water, always changing without stability, and using swords and soldiers was unstable. The cleverness of the use lies in the inner thoughts and planning.

Long Qingyun seemed to have some understanding, and every move of Moxing sword technique emerged in his mind. His thoughts and Moxing sword technique stormed and converged. At the intersection of wars, sparks were everywhere, sometimes rapid and intense, sometimes stable. The sword force poured out thousands of miles, and his aura was like a tiger.

Long Qingyun was full of energy and seemed to have reached the state of integration and integration of Moxing's sword technique.

Suddenly!

Long Qingyun's expression was solemn, his face changed and suddenly felt blockage of Baihui acupoint. It should be noted that Baihui acupoint belongs to the Du meridian and is the meeting of the three yang Du meridians of the hand and foot. Baihui acupoint is the key point on the head and neck of the human body.

Long Qingyun tried several times in succession, trying to break through the stagnation of the Baihui acupoint, but there was nothing to get. Suddenly, he felt stuffy in his chest and almost fainted. Long Qingyun was shocked, and there seemed to be blockage of the Jiuwei acupoint on the navel.

Long Qingyun was born in a medical family of nine generations. Of course, he understood that this Jiuwei point is the lute point of the Ren Mai. If it is blocked for a long time, it will impact the liver and gallbladder and shake the heart, and will cause blood stagnation and death.

But at this time, it was the critical point, and Long Qingyun did not dare to be anxious and forced to break through the silt. He had to gradually calm down and silently recite in his heart: "There is no constant force in the war, and the water has no long shape. The beauty of use lies in one mind!"

This sixteen-character sword technique seems simple, but in fact it is quite mysterious. Long Qingyun seems to understand its literal meaning, but its profound meaning is ignorant, as if it is close to the essence, and seems to be very far away.

In a trance, Long Qingyun left with his eyes.

The river is long and the giant wheel is moving upstream!

The turbulent water flow was divided into two by the giant wheel and spread out toward both sides. This dispersed and evacuated momentum is very wonderful!

Long Qingyun was very surprised and suddenly realized: "This giant wheel is like his true energy, and this flowing water is like a blockage in his body. It cannot be rushing around. It should be guided and spread out to the surroundings. The Tao follows nature!"

This is like a layer of window paper, and Long Qingyun has learned the trick. At this time, Long Qingyun is simply connected with all kinds of things, and slowly guides the true qi around his body to wander on the eight extraordinary meridians.

Banzhai tea kung fu.

Long Qingyun's face gradually calmed down, and his eyes showed a clear state. Mo Xing's sword technique wandered away in his mind.

Long Qingyun tried several times in a row, and the sword became more and more mellow, which was so refreshing, heart-wrenching, and showing a bold and powerful outlook.

Long Qingyun was very moved. Before he knew it, he walked on the verge of life and death, but unexpectedly he survived the disaster.

Mo Xing's sword technique is perfect.

Suddenly!

Someone exclaimed:
Chapter completed!