"It's as bright as Yi, as nine falls, as sharp as the emperors, as dragons fly, as if they come, as if they are thunder, and as if they are as bright as the rivers and seas, everyone is really good at swordsmanship and sword dance."

"When I came, I saw Feng Fei Jianwu. She imitated the sword intent of Jixia Sword Saint Cao Qiudao, without any sword skills. My father thought that such sword dances were already rare in the world."

"Today, everyone's sword dance is wonderful in shape and spirit, with roundness of hardness and softness, perfect harmony. If swordsmanship can become the master's way, this sword dance will be the peak of the chéng rén, and no one can match it."

The fire in the tent was blazing and everyone was silent. Wang Li raised his mouth and judged Ji Yanran, but as soon as the sword sounded, he followed it and there were four sentences in the moment, and the sound seemed to have taken over the sword dance just now.

"It's as bright as Yi, as nine falls, as sharp as the emperors, as the dragons flying, as if they come, as if they are thunder, as if they are angry, as if the rivers and seas are condensed in the clear light!" Ji Yanran listened to Wang Li's four descriptions of her swordsmanship, and a trace of brightness flashed through her originally cold eyes.

At this time, the sentences used to describe were very frequent. The sentences in the Book of Songs are famous for their simple and realistic writing. She had never heard such gorgeous sentences. But Wang Li took this brilliance to his eyes and thought that the literary talent of later poets was really not revealed.

"I didn't expect that Si Li was not only proficient in the art of swordsmanship, but also so literary. These four sentences are the best praise Yanran has ever heard. Yanran heard that Mr. is a master of swordsmanship, but he didn't know if he could get the master's swordsmanship now? That must be a hundred times more than Yanran's sword dance."

The clear and beautiful voice was as soft as the breeze, but based on the sound, it made people feel peaceful. However, Wang Li shook his head: "Yanran, everyone is wrong. If my swordsmanship is shown, I am afraid it will not be on the table."

"Why is this? Even Yanran's swordsmanship has such a beautiful feeling. How can't Si Li's master swordsmanship be seen?" Ji Yanran below showed doubts. At this time, with their answers, everyone in the tent gradually woke up.

But when they heard their answers seemed to be a discussion of swords, everyone was curious.

"My sword is a guardian sword, and a sword for killing people. If you kill someone but have nothing else to do with one sword, it is just as ordinary as usual, just like eating and drinking water. How can you dance with Yanran? "

"How to kill someone with the guardian sword? Si Li's words seem to be a little contradictory?" Ji Yanran asked in confusion, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she felt infinite beauty and charming as she trembled slightly.

Others are listening to her soft body and soft words, but who have weak willpower, but they are afraid that they can take out their hearts. Seeing her every word and action have such influence, she is really charming.

Wang Li seemed to be unaffected at all, and just replied lightly: "This sword is in my heart, and gives me unoccupied power, and protects all people and things that I cherish."

"It protects my relatives from the harm of the enemy. You are not bound by his own power, protects my will not be controlled by others, and protects my ideals from being shaken and twisted.

"The best defense is to attack my sword and draw it for protection. If this sword is released, all outsiders, other people, others, and obstacles will definitely be cut off under the sword. Therefore, this sword Ying is a guardian sword, but it is also a killing sword."

"What a good sword, especially for the people and things that Si Li cherishes." Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes were slightly shaken, and then sighed. "But Si Li's sword seemed not just the sword in Yanran's palm."

"There is no sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart. If you have a sword in your heart, everything in the world can be a sword. All changes and mutual influences of people and things are changes in the offensive and defensive way of swordsmanship. This is the sword intent condensed by me as the master."

While talking, Wang Li suddenly had a deeper understanding of the original sword intent.

"There is no sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart. If you have a sword in your heart, everything in the world can be a sword. All changes and mutual influences of people and things are changes in the offensive and defensive way of swordsmanship."

Ji Yanran suddenly realized something when she listened to Wang Li's words, but she couldn't tell what she realized, but she vaguely understood that this was the fundamental difference between the master's swordsman and ordinary swordsman. She only saw that Yingying and Wang Li had a gift: "Thank you, Si Li, for your advice."

"No need to be polite. When Miss Fengfei performed a sword dance with me, I saw the invincible sword intent of Jixia Sword Saint Cao Qiudao standing at the peak of his sword technique. At that time, I still had a sword in my hand to pay her."

"Although Ri Yanran's sword does not have the sword intent of Cao Qiudao, the perfect combination of swordsmanship and dance shows that the perfect harmony is far above Feng Fei. The sword on me has been sent out, but there is no sword given to Yanran. Only with this sword intent can it be displayed. Perhaps Yanran can gain something after watching it, and the swordsmanship after Ri can also reach the trail realm."

"Yanran, let's feel it carefully."

As Wang Li spoke, his already extremely sharp eyes suddenly looked at Ji Yanran. The divine light flashed in his eyes. Ji Yanran seemed to see Wang Li standing tall above the clouds and sky, and with a casual finger, everything in the world became the sword in his hand, but as he moved his mind to attack and defend, a sword would be like a world, and then a sword light would be returned.

Only then did Ji Yanran understand what Wang Li said about the sword intent that deserved her, and even vaguely understood Wang Li's so-called sword intent. This sword tolerate everything and runs through everything. It seemed to be inclusive of the world in one sword: truth.

However, although she understood it, she was incomprehensible, because it was Wang Li's sword intent and sword principles after all. It was like reading the Internet that did not mean that the content in the book was her own. Open her beautiful eyes again, facing Wang Li's peaceful eyes and a warm smile, Ji Yanran gave a tribute. What she saw was not only Wang Li's sword intent, but this sword intent was actually a person's heart that was pure without all other emotions and impurities in the deepest part of her.

Thinking of this, even Ji Yanran's heart was slightly disordered. Human beings knew people and faces but not the heart. Wang Sili actually looked at her with the huge heart.

And this sword intent is not the sword that Wang Sili attacked her. Ji Yanran thought to herself that this person's sword intent is all-encompassing. It is like raising his hands and feet to fight for attack and defense. The attack and defense against her began with the letter of King Zhao.

Ji Yanran and Wang Liyingying bowed and said nothing else. They turned around and left with the sword, leaving only a beautiful back with a heroic and beautiful figure. Later, a beautiful maid entered the cloak that was torn apart by the sword light. Everything went away, and everything seemed to have not happened.

Ji Yanran left for a long time, and the talented people woke up from their aftertaste. They not only savored Ji Yanran's beautiful sword dance, but also savored the conversation between Wang Li and Ji Yanran and Wang Li's description of his own sword intent.

The night is deep, and the bright moon in Handan is as round as the border between Zhao and Wei in the south.

At this time, the Qin State hostage in Handan was silent, without a trace of light. A loft next to Mrs. Pingyuan looked down through the oblique window. The moonlight was hazy. Although it was dark, you could see something clearly below.

After a while, a slight noise came from the door upstairs. Le Cheng and Guo Kai also came in and arrived in front of Mrs. Pingyuan.

"All arrangements are made?" Mrs. Pingyuan asked carefully.

"Madam, don't worry, everything has been done as the lady has arranged. Madam is waiting to see the show. It's a pity that Lord Sili is not here, otherwise I'd like to come and watch the show together in the attic, which must be very interesting."

The person who spoke was Guo Kai. When he said this, he looked at Mrs. Pingyuan and felt a sense of admiration. Although the woman in front of him was a woman, her talent and methods were far beyond ordinary men, and he was not as convenient as many things. He only sighed that if this person was a man, he might be a big shot like Xinling Jun and Pingyuan Jun.

"Yes, it's a pity that Lord Si Li can't see this good show I led in person." Mrs. Pingyuan sighed slightly, and unnaturally thought about the deserted scene in the study.

At this moment, a squeak suddenly came downstairs, and the three people above moved at the same time, thinking to themselves.

A moment later, a man in gray walked to the courtyard of the Proton Mansion. The gate of the courtyard opened gently. Just as he waved his hand slightly, a group of people entered one after another and ran towards the depths of the Proton Mansion.

"Madam, these Qin people are a little better than the warriors in our mansion."

"That's natural. This is the intercourse of Qin **'s side. Everyone is born as a Qin Iron Eagle Sharp. It's not bad compared to the Wei Wuzhu and my Great Zhao Baijin Sharp. It's not bad compared to the Iron Guards beside Lord Si Li's escort."

"It's a pity, but at least half of the people in the group of people today must stay here, especially the person in the leader, and they must not be spared. According to the family general in our mansion who has the identity of the Qin army, he was a swordsman recruited by the elder Lu Gong of Qin last year in Xianyang the previous year, and he was quite famous in Xianyang."

"If Mingri hangs this person's body to the city tower of Handan and says that he attempted to murder the Qin prostitute, we don't say who the assassin is. We just ask those intercourses that Lu Buwei sent to Handan to see, and once the news reaches back to Qin, there will be a good show in Qin at that time."

Mrs. Pingyuan whispered, her beautiful eyes uncontrollable pride, but her face remained silent.

"Haha, my wife is so smart. Now the King of Qin is seriously ill and Qin is at a time when the old and new changes. The Qin court was already a little unstable. At this time, this incident was passed back to Xianyang. The future King of Qin, Lu Buwei and the others, and Qin **fang, were not only a rift." Guo Kai said in admiration.

"Since Lord Sili has entrusted all this matter to me, my wife will do it well, and it is not me who is smart. Some secrets can only be learned by Master Sili informing me of them. If this is not the case, how can we make such a good plan?"

Mrs. Pingyuan said that the voice paused slightly, and her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Le Cheng. For almost a moment, Le Cheng was almost as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his whole body trembled.

"I heard that Prince Dan, the governor of Lecheng, gave a beauty and Lord Si Li, who was injustice?"

"Madam, Le Cheng is just confused for a while, and it is also a blessing that Lord Si Li is more intelligent. Not only does he not fall into his own injustice, but he also gains a reputation for both beauties. Now, no one in Handan laughs at the Yan people, but only says that there are so many beauties in Yan." Le Cheng smiled embarrassedly as he heard it.

"You should do less of this kind of thing after Lecheng, so you can save some trouble for Lord Sili." Mrs. Pingyuan scolded slightly, and then changed her sentence: "I also heard that Lejian, the son of Leyi, has also recently fled from Yan Country. Is he in your house now?"

"Mr. Sili is planning a major event, but lacks talent. Why don't you introduce this person to Mr. Sili?"

While Mrs. Pingyuan was talking, a sudden exclaim came from below, and then the sword shone brightly. A good show led by her had already begun. This day, the night in Handan was another restless night.
Chapter completed!