In the main hall of Lingxin Sect, everyone looked at the figure at the door and immediately became excited.
Duan Qingming walked into the room with a smile, walked straight to Yue Songting, lifted his skirt and knelt down: "My disciple has been in seclusion for fifteen years, and today I am able to come out, and I have come to see the master."
Yue Songting personally got down from his seat and helped him up, saying excitedly: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back, get up."
Everyone was overjoyed to see him return safely.
Bu Shuihan's face was livid as he tried to speak, but was stopped by Gu Pinglin. This man was indeed abominable, and made the master feel guilty for two years for nothing, but Gu Pinglin did not want Bu Shuihan to get involved with him, so he took two steps forward to stop Bu Shuihan and said, "Since Senior Brother Duan has passed the pill tribulation, why haven't you come out of retreat yet? This behavior is really inappropriate, making the master and other senior brothers worry about you."
"That's right!" Bu Shuihan stood up, drew his sword and pointed it at him, "If you don't explain clearly today, I will not forgive you!"
The thin wind from the sword caused the black hair on his neck to flutter, and the sword light reflected on his handsome face. Duan Qingming did not even blink, and still looked calm and composed.
"Don't be so presumptuous!" Yue Songting stopped Bu Shuihan, "You must have a reason for not taking your reputation seriously. Listen to what he says first. You always point your sword at me. How can you behave like a senior brother? You don't act like a senior brother at all!"
Gu Pinglin stared at Duan Qingming, and just in time he turned his head towards him.
Those dark eyes were narrow, but they were like an endless abyss, as if nothing could fill them up. The coldness hidden deep inside was no longer visible, leaving only a gentle smile like a spring breeze, exactly the same as in his previous life. If Gu Pinglin could see something before, now he couldn't figure out his emotions at all.
Their eyes met for a moment, then shifted away.
Duan Qingming smiled and turned to the crowd: "Junior Brother Gu is right. At that time, I successfully formed the elixir and was about to come out of seclusion. Who knew that suddenly my heart was touched and I seemed to have realized something. I entered the Tao. If Junior Brother Gu hadn't come here today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have woken up."
"Enter Taoism?" Yue Songting was overjoyed when he heard this. "I didn't expect you to have such an opportunity. I don't blame you. This is how it should be."
Everyone felt relieved and bowed to congratulate him.
Bu Shuihan reluctantly sheathed the sword.
Entering the Tao is to enter into a state of meditation and seek the Tao when one has a momentary feeling for the Tao. It is extremely rare for a cultivator. Usually, cultivators will have unexpected gains after entering the Tao, and enlightenment is just a thought in a flash. If it is not seized in time, the opportunity to enter the Tao will be missed in vain. Anyone would make the same choice if they were in this situation.
Gu Pinglin's eyes lit up slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
The evening breeze blew over the bamboo forest, raising a faint humming sound. The old bamboos around were more than ten feet tall, and the dense green bamboo tips bent down towards the open space in the middle, blocking out the sun and the sky, like an arched green dome.
Under the blue sky, she was wearing a white robe, like spring snow, bright yet chilly.
The white silk headband flows along with the long hair behind the head, gently fluttering in the wind, making the back figure look gentle, calm and unrestrained. Occasionally, a few bamboo leaves fall from the sky, adding a leisurely atmosphere.
Gu Pinglin walked slowly towards him, stepping on the fallen leaves.
He turned around too.
Eyes met.
He smiled suddenly, and in an instant the spring breeze blew and all the flowers bloomed: "Gu Xiaojiu."
Hearing the familiar name again, Gu Pinglin was stunned and stopped.
After all, it was not the same as before. The voice had changed slightly. It was deep but not low, clear and pleasant, with magnetism and a smile, as if reminding Gu Pinglin that he was Duan Qingming in his previous life.
Gu Pinglin came back to his senses and said, "Congratulations. I wonder what you have gained after two years of practice?"
At this time in his previous life, his self-created Bu Tian Jue and Gu Ying Sword Technique should have taken shape. However, in this life, due to some strange coincidences, he did not join the Xuan Ming Sect. He wondered what entering the sect would bring him
"What did I gain?" Duan Qingming answered a little strangely, "It was just a dream."
"Huh?" Gu Pinglin was surprised and frowned, "Why bother hiding it?"
Duan Qingming said: "O, life is like a dream, entering the Dao is like a big dream of three lives, what's wrong with that?"
Knowing that he was an excellent speaker, Gu Pinglin did not argue with him: "We will know the truth after we give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and his figure was already in front of Duan Qingming, and he slapped him in the chest.
Before the palm force was released, suddenly, a purple light flashed before his eyes!
"You are so impatient." A low laugh came from behind.
Knowing that he was prepared, Gu Pinglin quickly withdrew his palm and summoned his long sword, skillfully blocking the oncoming Gu Ying sword. At the same time, he quickly turned around and accurately caught the palm attack from behind, floating two feet away like a purple swallow.
Duan Qingming held the Gu Ying sword in his hand, a smile still on his lips, and his sharp edge was revealed.
Gu Pinglin hummed: "So cunning."
"Come," Duan Qingming said, "Let me see your progress."
Gu Pinglin never refused such an invitation. He rode the sword again. After a few moves, Duan Qingming turned the Gu Ying Sword again, and a dazzling purple light shone.
Gu Pinglin skillfully turned his head away: "Nothing new."
"Nothing new, but I've only used it on you," Duan Qingming held his sword, almost face to face with him, "You handle it so skillfully every time, how well do you know me, Gu Xiaojiu?"
"Huh?" Gu Pinglin was stunned.
In my previous life, I only knew that he used the sword light to disturb people's vision. Now that I think about it carefully, it seems that I have never seen him use this trick in other occasions.
In the moment of distraction, infinite sword intent had already spread around me.
The air was turbulent, bamboo leaves were flying, and thousands of bamboo leaves were floating in the air, blocking the view and making it impossible to see the man's figure.
The sword's will was invisible, but it took shape through objects. Suddenly, the evening breeze, the earth and rocks, the old bamboo... even the falling bamboo leaves were stained with the sword's will, and every bamboo leaf became a deadly sword.
This... is the sword intent he gained after becoming a great swordsman!
Gu Pinglin was surprised.
He was just an outer alchemy cultivator at this time, but his attainments in swordsmanship had far surpassed his progress in his previous life. Could it be that he had completed the Gu Ying swordsmanship ahead of time
The sword drew spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and all external objects turned into swords. The entire open space instantly became his sword field. Every sword contained changes, and people in the field were simply unable to defend themselves.
However--
There is no secret of repairing the sky, there is still no secret of repairing the sky.
Gu Pinglin couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or admired. Without the Bu Tian Jue, he could still use the swordsmanship to such a superb level. In his previous life, he became a great swordsman, which was well deserved.
Unfortunately, he lost because of his physical strength.
Since it was a fair duel, Gu Pinglin had no intention of using the Creation Technique. Instead, he used the top-level skills of the Lingxin School that he had improved upon, took small steps, held the sword across his chest, and was fully alert.
In a flash, all the swords, along with their complex changes, disappeared, and the powerful sword intent vanished out of thin air.
Bamboo leaves fall to the ground silently.
Gu Pinglin still didn't dare to let his guard down and slowly turned his eyes away.
Suddenly --
The sky was dark and cloudy overhead, and attracted by the spiritual energy of the □□, all the fallen leaves on the ground floated up and intertwined into a large web.
A fluent purple light passed through the leaves, like purple swallows chasing each other in the willow forest, light, yet terrifyingly sharp.
"Purple Swallow Leaves Shadow." Gu Pinglin recognized the move and instead of dodging, he went for it.
As expected, Zhaoxing changed direction halfway through, and the purple light exploded into several purple sword qi, killing all possible escape routes. Facing this move "Purple Swallow Shadow", people can't escape at all, otherwise they will suffer a great loss if they don't lose. Gu Pinglin learned this lesson in his previous life.
Knowing the subsequent changes, Gu Pinglin responded easily and thus avoided all the follow-up moves.
"Very good, you didn't let me down." Duan Qingming landed, and madness appeared in his eyes again.
After confirming that he didn't have the Bu Tian Jue, Gu Pinglin didn't plan to continue the fight. Just as he was about to withdraw his moves, he unexpectedly -
"Pay attention!"
With a shout of "Attention", thunder roared overhead and lightning flashed.
Can an external alchemy cultivator actually trigger the power of thunder and lightning? When Gu Pinglin was shocked, he saw the purple light rising again in front of him, turning into thousands of sword shadows. The white shadow stood in the center of the purple light, like a sword god, and the sword intent was emanating from him.
The sword flashed and thunder and lightning struck.
This is not Gu Ying's swordsmanship. He is determined to win at all costs and forcefully increases his physical strength to the limit!
"Stop!" Gu Pinglin shouted loudly, and without thinking, he used the Creation Art to rush forward.
The Creation Technique originally utilized the principles of Tai Chi, where the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth were mutually generated and restrained, operating like a millstone. It indeed successfully ground away the force of the explosive lightning and prevented the outbreak of the dangerous move.
"Your skills are indeed interesting." Duan Qingming remained indifferent as his moves were dissolved.
Gu Pinglin suddenly smelled a hint of danger. Perhaps it was the intuition he retained from the many fights they had in their previous life. Duan Qingming did often do things that he was not sure of, but the premise was often that he had a backup plan.
Back-up plan! Gu Pinglin woke up in shock. He was fooled!
He had no intention of really fighting with him with all his strength, but was taking the opportunity to test his skills. This was Duan Qingming, who was the best at grasping people's hearts!
Before he could catch his breath, Gu Pinglin was hit by the burst of sword intent. Although he protected his heart with the sword in time, he was still forced back by the force, and his feet left two deep marks on the ground.
It is the Lingxin school's martial arts, but it doesn't look quite like it.
He also improved his technique!
With shock coming one after another, Gu Pinglin used his sword to support himself and barely stopped retreating. Just as he steadied himself, Gu Ying's sword was across his neck.
Duan Qingming put away his sword and said with a smile, "I lost."
Gu Pinglin supported himself on the ground with his sword and endured for a long time. Finally, he lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, partly out of anger.
Without the sword, Duan Qingming turned back into a gentleman. He reached out to support Gu Pinglin: "Are you okay?"
Gu Pinglin snorted and pushed his hand away.
"You get angry so easily." Duan Qingming chuckled, half-hugged his shoulders, and placed his other hand on his back to transmit Qi to heal his wounds.
Gu Pinglin couldn't move and glared at him: "Duan Qingming!"
"Yes," Duan Qingming said leisurely, "Yes, I did it on purpose. You just can't bear to hurt me."
"You!" Knowing that he was provoking him, Gu Pinglin took a deep breath and calmed down. "Disciples of the Lingxin Sect never kill each other. I just don't want to see you seeking your own death."
"So you lose." Duan Qingming closed his palm.
"Lose?" Gu Pinglin immediately looked at her sideways and sneered, "Duan Qingming, are you sure you can beat me fairly?"
"What do you mean by upright?" Duan Qingming lowered his head to his face and whispered, "Practicing external martial arts secretly?"
“I don’t understand what you mean.” Gu Pinglin turned his head. Even if he told this to others, Gu Pinglin was not worried about Yue Songting and the others testing him. Otherwise, how could the Creation Art be called a god-level martial art
Duan Qingming looked at him for a long while, narrowed his eyes and said, "Gu Xiaojiu."
Gu Pinglin was alert: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," Duan Qingming smiled like a spring breeze, "Just calling out for fun."
Gu Pinglin wanted to vomit blood again.
Duan Qingming called out, "Gu Xiaojiu."
Gu Pinglin ignored it.
"Zi Yan Liu Ying, this name is very good, I like it," Duan Qingming said with a smile, gently holding his chin with his slender fingers, "I just like to see you angry."
Looking at this disgusting handsome face, Gu Pinglin felt so irritated that he put away his sword and left.