Because he had previously gained so understanding of the life-bound sword from Mr. Yan, Jiang Shouzhong silently speculated.
The tiny sword, slender as a young finger and pale pink in color, circled around the woman as it flew, light as a butterfly flitting and dancing gracefully, with a soft buzzing sound that clearly conveyed a closeness to its owner.
Ran Qingchen looked toward the sword manual on the desk.
The flying sword seed to understand the thoughts of its master, and suddenly transford into tiny pale pink light spots that sprinkled onto the sword manual.
The sword manual instantly overflowed with brilliant colors, exuding strands of divine charm.
The characters in the sword manual began to detach themselves from the pages, as if attracted by an invisible force, slowly rising and turning into lively light spots, floating like fireflies.
Jiang Shouzhong opened his mouth wide.
No wonder it was a top-level secret manual from the fifth floor; its quality was simply outstanding.
The light spots congregated and rotated in the air, eventually splitting into two figures, clearly a man and a woman. They revealed the complex ridians of human bodies, the points of acupuncture, and the pathways of qi circulation.
Both figures demonstrated sword moves.
At first, each of them practiced alone; the man’s swordplay was forceful, the woman’s graceful.
Then, their swords danced together. The moves they had just practiced separately began to rge spontaneously, harmoniously combining yin and yang, forming a union as if heaven and earth were one. Sotis interlocking, sotis side by side.
The dance of their swords flowed like a painting, elegantly without loss.
Though it appeared graceful, each move of the sword carried a trendous force, as if it could shake mountains and rivers.
Jiang Shouzhong watched intently. Oddly enough, though there were two people practicing in the illusion, he could only rember the moves and the thod of circulating qi from the male Sword Cultivator. Even with the enhancent of the Taoist River Map, he found it difficult to fully grasp the dual figures.
As he beca more proficient with the swordsmanship, the illusion gradually disappeared.
The sword manual returned to its original state.
Jiang Shouzhong’s shock lingered for a long ti. He carefully recalled the sword techniques in his mind and couldn’t help but smile. But the next mont, he suddenly realized a serious problem.
Wait, this sword technique...
Is it practiced by two people?
Jiang Shouzhong subconsciously turned his head to ask Ran Qingchen. However, because he had been too engrossed in watching and had unintentionally moved too close to her, and because he was standing, his gaze inadvertently fell into the slightly open collar of the woman’s garnt, and imdiately, a vision of snowy white filled his eyes.
Even the pure white undershirt could not compare to the snowy whiteness of the young woman’s skin.
What surprised Jiang Shouzhong was that, although his wife usually didn’t show it, she seed more majestic than their elder sister Chun Yu.
Fortunately, Jiang Shouzhong only lost focus for a brief mont before quickly recovering, stepping back and averting his gaze.
Seeing Ran Qingchen, who hadn’t noticed his odd behavior, still lost in thought, Jiang Shouzhong breathed a sigh of relief, cleared his throat subtly, and tentatively asked, "Qingchen, this sword manual... it doesn’t require two people to practice it, does it?"
Ran Qingchen, who also only rembered the female Sword Cultivator’s moves, did not respond, but instead gently stroked the sword manual as if searching for a warmth and affection that had never been there. Waves seed to ripple across the lake of her heart, trying to recall so vague mories.
After a while, Ran Qingchen said softly, "It can be practiced alone."
Joy rose in Jiang Shouzhong’s heart.
Ran Qingchen continued, "But to unleash the greatest power of this sword technique, it must be perford in partnership by two people."
Jiang Shouzhong’s face twitched twice as he muttered quietly, "Were the creators of this sword technique ill? It’s nad Unparalleled, yet it requires a pair to practice. Wouldn’t it be better nad the Paired Flying Wings Sword Technique?"
"Its previous na was, in fact, the Paired Flying Wings Sword Technique."
Ran Qingchen’s tone was lancholic.
In her very vague mory, that graceful woman held her in her arms, looking at a pair of birds on the tree and saying, "Little Qingchen, do you know? Your mother once created the most powerful sword technique in the world, called the Paired Flying Wings..."
She could no longer rember the rest of the words, or perhaps even these mories were just pieced together in dreams.
"How do you know that?"
Jiang Shouzhong sensed that her mood was a bit strange.
Ran Qingchen sadly caressed the sword manual, "The person who wrote this sword manual is my mother, her na is Jiang Wan."
???
Jiang Shouzhong’s gaze beca vacant, his facial expression solidifying into an incredulous shock.
The sword manual of the mother-in-law!?
After repeatedly confirming she wasn’t joking, Jiang Shouzhong took a deep breath and exclaid, "So it was Master Jiang Wan who created this sword manual, no wonder I felt since the first mont I saw it that this sword technique was exquisitely unmatched. Each move and each form contain the great way of heaven and earth, beyond the reach of common dust. What’s more remarkable is that the sword manual written by Master Jiang requires two people to practice together to display its might, truly a masterful creation, admirable..."
Ran Qingchen’s gaze flickered between amusent and annoyance, "You were just calling my mother crazy, weren’t you?"
Jiang Shouzhong began to play dumb, "Did I? You must have heard wrong. I was saying this sword technique is as if crafted by divine hands, with a natural charm. Not only is it uniquely exquisite, but it’s also naturally beautiful, indescribable..."
Ran Qingchen was both amused and annoyed, "I never thought that soone who appears so serious usually could be so cunning. Since you like to flatter my mother so much, why don’t you go to the underworld and pay your respects directly?"
Jiang Shouzhong gave an awkward laugh, "That won’t be necessary."
The man wanted to ask why your mother’s sword manual ended up at the Silver Moon Tower instead of being left for you, but seeing the subtle sorrow in his wife’s eyes, he held back his curiosity.
Don’t ask about gossip that shouldn’t be asked.
Jiang Shouzhong felt quite helpless.
If he had known, he wouldn’t have chosen this sword technique; now asking him to find a female Sword Cultivator to practice with was not a joke. If Ye were here, however, he could have practiced with her.
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