Chapter 37: Writing vigorously and writing invisibly
In half a day, the news of Guitu’s death spread throughout Beiquan Mountain.
This is already a big deal. Which of the top ten on the black list is not famous?
To be able to gain fame despite being wanted by the court, one is naturally a master among masters.
Some people who were ready to make a move suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured into their hearts when they heard the news.
No matter how good something is, you have to have a life to get it!
There is indeed a master in Beiquan Mountain. This inference has almost become a consensus.
However, no one left, because another news spread quickly, that is, someone across the mountain stream last night saw a flying sword piercing the sky in Beiquan Mountain!
This is like a bombshell, causing thousands of waves around Beiquan Mountain.
If it was all rumors before, now it is almost confirmed!
Above Hongyan Mountain Waterfall, this place has almost become the base of Longdan Mountain. From here, you can see part of Beiquan Mountain in the distance. It is considered one of the best places in the surrounding mountains.
The six brothers are all high-level Zhenwu, and their strength is comparable to that of some ordinary sects.
No one wants to be their enemy over this matter.
"Brother, fortunately you have a clever plan, otherwise it would not be Shen Tuhong who died, but my brothers and I." Fan Tianjun, the third eldest son in Longdan Mountain, was very happy.
The second oldest Yi Pinglin laughed loudly: "How else could you be the third youngest, and the eldest brother is our eldest brother? To hang out in the world, you need not only cultivation, but also brains."
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"Oh, last night when I said that I wanted to explore Beiquan Mountain at night, I don't know who was there to agree with me. If you say you are brainless, you are not much better!"
"Okay, don't talk about what happened last night. There must be a master on Beiquan Mountain now. We should plan what to do next. Should we leave or stay? "
"Brother, you can decide. We all listen to you."
"Yes, we all listen to you."
Miao Wanlin pondered for a moment: "If it is what I want, then stay and wait. Killing Shen Tuhong and hanging his head on a tree is to scare the monkeys. I think there is a sense of guilt in this. Otherwise, how could I not hide this matter and find an opportunity to catch them all. "
"It's true from what you said, brother. If it were me, I'd rather kill these people with evil intentions if they come up. They break into forbidden areas without permission, and I don't care about the irresponsible remarks of other major sects."
Several other people also agreed.
“The secret sword master of Beiquan Mountain will also be moved. Even if we can’t get any benefit from the battle between the masters, it would be a pity to miss such a big event. If there is a chance...”
At this point, Miao Wanlin did not continue. Everyone knew that there was little hope until the grandmaster took action. Even if he was at the ninth level of true martial arts, he might not be able to receive the grandmaster's casual blow.
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On Beiquan Mountain, in Gu Yuanqing's courtyard.
Gu Yuanqing was drinking tea leisurely, holding a piece of paper in his hand and looking at the practice exercises copied on it. Beside him, there were dozens of such pieces of paper, all written on them. Diagram of the word "Liao" and the operation of the exercises.
Xu Xiangxiang was writing furiously in the room, and the brush turned into afterimages in his hand. At this time, the title of Ghost Hand seemed indeed worthy of his name!
Gu Yuanqing gave him a promise , as long as he can write down two complete master skills or twenty practice skills that directly point to the high level of true martial arts, or superior body skills, sword skills, etc., he can be given a way out.
Of course he doesn’t have the complete master skills. The only way out is Zhenwu high-level skills and some unique skills.
He didn't know why a master or even a strong person above the master would practice martial arts in Zhenwu, but for him, this was like the last straw, and he naturally had to hold on to it.
Even, he did not dare to do anything with the secrets of practice, because in his eyes, Gu Yuanqing's attainments in practice were far beyond his. If he saw it, he would be seeking death. ?
Feng Tao brought lunch to Gu Yuanqing and noticed that there was an extra person in the courtyard, but did not show any expression and just pretended not to see him.
After having lunch, Gu Yuanqing slowly came to the house.
Seeing Xu Wushuang scratching his head and head, he asked, "How was your writing?" Xu Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot. He had been writing since last night.
The skills that can be cultivated to the high level of Zhenwu are not ordinary goods. They are enough to be used to establish a sect. Some famous sects in the world have no more than this.
Fortunately, he has stolen a lot over the years and studied many of them carefully. But even so, who would memorize all these cultivation techniques?
"Mr. Gu, why don't you let the villain go first? Let alone twenty cultivation techniques, I will find them for you even if they are fifty."
Gu Yuanqing hugged him Arm, leaning in front of the door: "Let you go down the mountain, who knows where to find you, you are a gangster, the court has been looking for you for so many years, and you are still living a free and easy life."
"You are the master. How dare I deceive you because I am invisible. The court did not find me because it did not take me too seriously. The villain knows what can and cannot be done."
"Then why did you come to me? Do you mean it's okay to steal things from me?"
Xu Xiangxiang's expression froze.
“Isn’t this a villain who is obsessed with something for a moment?”
“Then write carefully. When I finish writing, I will let you go. Come, I’ll give you these two fruits. , I forgot to ask them to send one more meal for one person today.”
In the sound of words, two wild fruits flew to Xu Xixiang's side.
Then, Gu Yuanqing slowly returned to the courtyard and studied these secret books.
Among the exercises here, there are two that are quite interesting, the Taixu Vertical and Horizontal Technique and the Taixu Breath Condensation Technique. No Man's Land relies on these two unique skills.
These are also the two subjects that Gu Yuanqing is most interested in. He studies them carefully, and if he encounters something unclear, he goes in and asks about the invisible.
Xu Xiang was under the eaves and had to lower his head. If he had any questions, he would definitely answer them. He was simply more patient than his disciples.
At night, Xu Xixiang, who was so hungry, finally had a meal.
As for after eating, I naturally continued writing.
A complete cultivation technique, ranging from tens of thousands to tens of thousands of words. I feel like I have never written so much in my life. I only feel that my wrists are sore and numb, and my head is dizzy.
Thanks to his ninth level of Zhenwu, his hand speed is so fast that it would take an ordinary person ten days and a half to finish it.
It was almost early in the morning, and Xu Xiangxiang, who had been in a daze for half an hour, finally couldn't help but said again: "I really can't figure out the last skill."
"Think again, people always have to push themselves to know their potential."
Is this a matter of potential? Xu Xiangxiang wanted to curse, but he didn't dare.
“It’s true that I don’t remember so many of the high-level Zhenwu techniques. However, I once obtained a fragment of a technique that was quite magical. It’s a pity that I am not qualified enough to understand it. Do you think you can use this fragment? Is it worth a skill?"
Gu Yuanqing was interested: "Write it down first and take a look." The fragments of the calligraphy were given to Gu Yuanqing.
Gu Yuanqing took it and read only a few words, and then his eyes lit up. He saw it said: He who knows what heaven does and what man does is the best! He who knows what Heaven is doing is born in Heaven... If so, he will not shiver when climbing high, will not be wet when entering water, and will not be hot when entering fire. This is also the case for those who know how to ascend the false path...
Xu Xiangxiang stood aside and did not dare to say a word, for fear that Gu Yuanqing would say no.
After watching this for half an hour, Gu Yuanqing finally raised his head.
“It’s okay! Let’s try one skill!”
(End of this chapter)