Chapter 2: Use your feet as a ruler and your heart as a mirror
On Beiquan Mountain, there are ruins everywhere.
The once wide stone road was covered with moss and weeds.
"This should be the former Beiquan Sword Sect Hidden Sword Pavilion."
Gu Yuanqing stood in front of a ruins and saw a deep trench on the ground that was more than ten feet long and three feet deep.
"The powerful master is so terrifying. Rumor has it that this was left behind by the Sword Master Qin Wuya with a casual sword."
The Beiquan Sword Sect was once a major sect in the world. Even when it collapsed forty years ago, there were still The strong men from the ninth level of Zhenwu held the battle, but they were on the wrong team!
It is said that the foundation of Beiquan Sword Sect is a secret sword and a spiritual spring.
The secret sword contains the secret of the ultimate realm of swordsmanship. The founder of Beiquan Sect learned the Seven Swords of the Big Dipper from it and became the master. Seven true martial monks can defeat the master by practicing together.
After the Daqian Dynasty destroyed the Beiquan Sword Sect, this secret sword disappeared, so this mountain was listed as a forbidden area.
These rumors were all seen by Gu Yuanqing in some miscellaneous notes in the palace. Although they may not all be correct, there must be a reason for everything.
Stand here for a long time, looking at every place around you carefully, and then look inside the sea of consciousness. The shadows within a ten-foot radius in your mind are much clearer.
This is Yun Ling, which corresponds the phantom in the mind to Beiquan Mountain one by one.
Use feet as ruler to measure this world.
Use your heart as a mirror and burn this place into the sea of consciousness.
This is the only way to transform the residence into a dojo!
"Let's go to the next place. In the past few days, I have walked 12/10 of Beiquan Mountain. According to this progress, it will only take one to two months to initially gather the spirit!"
< br>"It is true that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Even if the emperor lets me go down the mountain now, I still don't want to!"
Gu Yuanqing's eyes showed a smile, and his energy and energy were different from those ten days ago. And words.
After looking at the Sutra Pavilion, Chuan Gong Hall, and Patriarch Hall, they were all empty. It was expected that all the items inside had been moved back to the Daqian warehouse.
Arriving at the back mountain via Zhujian Hall, there should have been a spiritual spring here, but it was now dry, with gravel and dead leaves scattered all over the ground.
"It is rumored that the water of this spiritual spring can nourish the body and is of great use to the Zhenwu realm."
Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Yuanqing went to his residence, and the two old servants Meals have been prepared and waiting outside his door.
The simple two dishes and one soup are not as good as what I had eaten in the palace, but being imprisoned here is considered a kind treatment.
At midnight, a ray of spiritual energy gathers in the shadow of Beiquan Mountain.
Gu Yuanqing used the Xuantian Kung Fu mental method, and another acupoint was nourished by the true energy and shimmered with fluorescence. An hour later, he completed the work and stood up.
“I have tempered fifteen acupoints, and I only need the last three acupoints before I can enter the seventh level of the Yuanshi. But there is no magic medicine. I only rely on this ray of heaven and earth spiritual energy to practice every day, otherwise the progress will still be made. You need to hurry up."
Gu Yuanqing frowned again when he thought about practicing.
He is not the legitimate son of the Gu family, and he has no talent for cultivation. He has only learned the first four levels of Xuantian Gong, but has not learned the true martial arts refining method and the method of opening martial arts secrets.
"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. I'll give it a headache when I get to the ninth level of Yuanshi."
After washing himself with the clean water in the courtyard, Gu Yuanqing lay down to sleep.
On the second day, when the sky was slightly bright, he woke up. He was full of energy and couldn't fall asleep even if he wanted to, so he got up to practice boxing and sword practice.
A wooden sword in his hand made a whistling sound, one sword faster than the other.
To point, stab, chop, cut, and wipe, every sword is just right, smooth yet sharp.
With a slight whistle, the wooden sword drew across a rock, and the rock broke from it.
He turned over and fell back to where he was, sheathing his sword and adjusting his breath.
“I only know Baiyun Sword Technique and Cloak Cross Sword, but I wasted my kendo talent after blessing!” After being blessed, his kendo talent is one in a hundred, which is a level higher than ordinary cultivation talent. The two sets of swordsmanship that had been practiced for several years but could not be mastered were mastered in just ten days.
The skinny old man had arrived at the gate of the courtyard at some point. He was carrying porridge and a few dishes of side dishes. When he saw that Gu Yuanqing had finished practicing, he bowed in and put the food in his hands. He placed it in the courtyard and then bowed down.
Gu Yuanqing frowned slightly. He noticed that the servant's steps were very steady, not like an old man at all. The practitioner just now didn't even notice when he came.
While eating, I thought to myself: "I'd better be more cautious in the future. After all, I'm imprisoned here. This old servant may not be an informant of the royal family. If he knew that my cultivation level was entering the country, I'm afraid there would be more variables."
After dinner, Gu Yuanqing did not go to measure Beiquan Mountain today. Instead, he walked casually in front of the mountain.
About three quarters after arriving in De, I saw a young eunuch leading several sergeants up the mountain.
Gu Yuanqing's eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.
"Little father-in-law, can you bring me some books this time?" Gu Yuanqing smiled and handed over his hand.
The young eunuch lifted a stack of books.
Gu Yuanqing was overjoyed and took it with both hands: "Thank you, thank you very much. The hardships in the mountains are very difficult. With these books to pass the time, it will be much easier. Please help me bring some when I come up next time. If It would be better if you have paper and pen."
The eunuch and the sergeant remained silent. After the old servant took the items, they turned around and went down the mountain.
"Go and do your work."
Gu Yuanqing waved to the two old servants who were waiting for him to speak, and walked back with the book in hand.
Returning to the courtyard, he placed the books one by one on the bookshelf in the room. There were more than ten books in total, all of which were travel notes and story books, which were suitable for passing the time.
"If you don't have much money, I would like to thank you."
Gu Yuanqing picked a book at random and started reading. Things that could be seen at any time in the past seemed extremely precious here. .
……
Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, the young eunuch came twice, bringing some miscellaneous books to Gu Yuanqing. The bookshelf in the room also became full. Gu Yuanqing felt that he did not read as many books in the previous year as he did this month.
Practice, sleep, practice swordsmanship, measure Beiquan Mountain with your feet, and read in your spare time. This is Gu Yuanqing's entire life this month.
Away from the mundane world and undisturbed by external things, his character was polished in silence.
That morning, after breakfast, he came to the cliff on the west side.
This used to be a place where Beiquan Sword Sect disciples practiced swordsmanship. Sword marks can still be seen on some rocks and trees.
Gu Yuanqing's long hair was tied back casually, and his originally ordinary temperament had unknowingly added a bit of naturalness and ease.
He stood on a protruding rock and looked down at the cliff. As his cultivation level increased, Yunling's progress was much faster than expected. Today was to fill in the last piece of the puzzle.
As I watched, the remaining fuzzy part of the phantom peak of Beiquan Mountain in my mind gradually became clear.
Just like the breeze blowing away the mist, the shadow of Beiquan Mountain gradually solidified after a wave of water ripples, just like the black and white TV with shining snowflakes in the previous life turned into a high-definition projection.
Gu Yuanqing's five senses were magnified countless times in an instant, and the entire Beiquan Mountain clearly appeared in his heart. As long as he thought, the entire Beiquan Mountain would be like a palm pattern.
He "saw" two old servants, one of whom was chopping firewood with an axe, and the other of whom was sweeping his yard with a broom.
"See" flying birds rising and falling in the forest.
I saw a group of ants working together to move a long worm back to their nest.
This unprecedented sense made him intoxicated. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head and almost fell off the cliff. Only then did he get out of this state.
He quickly took a few steps back and came to a safe place. Looking at the sea of consciousness, the subtitles next to the shadow of Beiquan Mountain had changed...
(End of this chapter)