After all the dirt faded away, the gorgeous hilt finally appeared before our eyes. The carvings on the hilt were extremely intricate, forming a sharp contrast with the simple and smooth sword body. A piece of gorgeous purple jade was embedded in the silver-white half-moon vine-patterned sword guard.
Gu Pinglin suddenly felt that everything before his eyes was extremely absurd.
In my previous life, after I formed the external elixir, my master, based on their friendship, specially asked a senior to ask for this sword from Shengong Valley. I didn't expect it was originally here. In my previous life, the Guying Sword became famous all over the world because of Duan Qingming, but it became infamous because of me. I don't know what happened to it later. But it is still a rare and good sword. After I die, it will definitely be favored by a new owner and will not be abandoned.
When he came back to this life, Duan Qingming did not join the Xuanming Sect, but entered the Lingxin Sect instead. His Guying Sword was in his hand, but his Mingfeng Sword was in his hand.
Gu Pinglin glanced at the sword and took a deep breath to calm himself down. He then calmly asked, "Why did you choose this sword?"
Duan Qingming wiped the sword with a white silk handkerchief: "Its aura feels familiar to me."
"Familiar?" Gu Pinglin was stunned, his eyes flickering slightly, "This is really strange."
"It's very strange." The long sword was so clear that it could reflect a person's figure, without a speck of dust. Duan Qingming threw away the silk handkerchief, stretched out his slender fingers to touch the sword's edge, his expression focused, "I seem to have pulled it out with my own hands before, right here."
Gu Pinglin froze, his eyes dark and unclear: "Then... what is the name of this sword?"
"Ming Feng."
"Hmm?" His eyes suddenly became sharp, and Gu Pinglin subconsciously took a half step back.
"This sword should be called Mingfeng." Duan Qingming rarely focused on the sword and did not tease him.
Gu Pinglin suppressed his pounding heart and tried to remain calm: "Why?"
"What a good sword." Duan Qingming stared at the sword's tip, and that kind of excitement and enthusiasm appeared in his black eyes again. He slowly raised his arm, and the moving tip of the sword was full of power, as if it was going to cut through the void. "A famous sword with a graceful style is just what I want. I want to use it to promote my swordsmanship and pass on my swordsmanship."
The sword rang, as if in agreement.
Suddenly, the figure spun, the white clothes flew, and the moves without any true energy brought out thousands of gorgeous sword flowers.
Silver-white sword flowers jumped, surrounding white figures, and the human and sword shadows merged perfectly, making it difficult to distinguish.
"Because of me, I am famous, and my legacy will last forever. This is - Mingfeng!"
The chanting stopped, the figure stopped, and the sword flowers disappeared.
After a while, stone chips fell from the top of the head, and a silver light flew out from the gap. It was a gorgeous scabbard, which fit the long sword perfectly.
All the sharpness in his body disappeared, Duan Qingming laughed, then he held the mountain wall and coughed, probably because of his injury.
Gu Pinglin held him with a complicated expression.
Duan Qingming coughed and laughed: "How is it?"
Mingfeng? Mingfeng? Gu Pinglin realized that he had made a mistake. He was suspicious and asked calmly, "Isn't it Ming of the North Sea, the Feng of the Edge?"
"O, it should be the name of Qingming, the wind of the legacy," Duan Qingming looked at him unexpectedly and put the sword into the Qiankun bag, "This sword can barely match me, and it is destined to be with me. The two words Mingfeng are not enough to match it."
Barely a match? Such a disgusting confidence.
Gu Pinglin snorted but did not refute. In his previous life, the great swordsman Duan Qingming created the "Bu Tian Jue" which was famous all over the world. Gu Ying's swordsmanship even opened up a unique sword art in the world of cultivation. It was not an exaggeration to say so.
However, when he first got the sword, he was told that it was called the Dark Edge Sword. How could it be that in this life... Could it be that he had also casually drawn this sword in his previous life? He was able to give up the Heavenly Sword for Gu Ying, so naturally he did not value this sword. By some strange coincidence, the sword later fell into his hands.
Thinking of this, Gu Pinglin's face turned pale.
No matter how much I try to convince myself to let go of my past life, I still feel unwilling and the knot in my heart is hard to untie.
Duan Qingming seemed to not remember anything, but if this person really wanted to disguise himself, it would be difficult to tell, so it would be better to put the matter aside for now.
Gu Pinglin calmed down and said, "Should I talk about your injury now?"
"Hey, you still remember," Duan Qingming said disapprovingly, "I'm fine. I can recover on my own within a month without using my Qi."
Gu Pinglin held his wrist and felt his pulse carefully, realizing that he indeed had scattered Qi and bruised tendons, which were signs of his internal energy going astray. There seemed to be nothing special about him, so Gu Pinglin put his doubts to rest.
Many monks were still choosing their swords, but since the two had nothing else to do, they did not linger any longer and left the valley directly.
Bu Shuihan and the others had already come out. It turned out that although Bu Shuihan was highly talented, his temperament was too impetuous, which was contrary to the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword. As a result, he endured more sword intent than others. He stubbornly broke through to the last section of the road, and was finally hurt by the sword intent. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds. Chen Qian was cursing beside him, and Chang Jinxin helped him heal his wounds while persuading him.
Yue Songting had heard the result. Although he felt sorry for Gu Pinglin giving up the Heavenly Sword, he did not blame him. He just sighed and said, "Let it be." When he saw Duan Qingming being supported by Gu Pinglin, his face changed and he asked, "What happened?"
Duan Qingming said: "I accidentally let my internal energy go astray."
Yue Songting was also surprised. Generally speaking, if the martial arts of any sect are good, such a thing as internal energy going astray rarely occurs. Even though the Lingxin Sect's martial arts were not as good as those of other large sects, the probability of such an accident happening was extremely small, only one or two in a thousand people. It could only be said that he was just too unlucky.
Gu Pinglin looked carefully at the other side.
The two elders of the Duan family were obviously disappointed when they saw Duan Qingming's look. They had supported the legitimate son Duan Qingming in the beginning. Even though Duan Qingming made a big mistake and left the Duan family, they did not give up completely. After all, Duan Qingming's qualifications were there, and it would not be a problem for him to enter any big sect. His future was also limitless. If he could get the Heavenly Sword this time, it would not be impossible for him to return to the Duan family. But he insisted on choosing a second-rate sect like the Lingxin Sect. How could the difference in skills be a joke? He was so confused that he really made a mistake.
The head of the family, Duan Pin, glanced at Duan Qingming coldly and looked away.
Only Cheng had an angry look on her face. She still had some feelings for her sister's only son, but Duan Qingming refused to obey and join the Xuanming Sect. It was no wonder that she was angry.
Qi's son Duan Qinghou stood beside Duan Pin and asked hesitantly, "Sixth brother... will he be okay?"
Duan Pin said calmly: "Let's go."
A hint of contempt quickly flashed across his eyes, and Duan Qinghou glanced over here with concern and apology, then left with his father.
Gu Pinglin frowned tightly.
In aristocratic families, interests come first, and the affection between father and son and brothers has become so cold.
"What are you looking at?" Duan Qingming asked.
Gu Pinglin shook his head. This person had no heart at all, so he naturally wouldn't care about these things. He was just overthinking.
Duan Qingming looked at the backs of the group of people and said with a smile: "Your father and brother are smart people, you are not really worried about them, right?"
Gu Jin was introduced by Duan Qingming, who was originally suppressed by Madam Qi. After today, Duan Qingming might lose his power completely. People like Gu Jin are used to changing their minds and will definitely switch to the Qi family. After a lifetime, Gu Pinglin has little affection for the Gu family. Although he does not intend to retaliate, he is not worried about them. It is better for them to have a way out and not bother him.
As the two were talking, Chang Jinxin suddenly shouted, "Not good!"
Gu Pinglin immediately turned around to look.
Chang Jinxin walked quickly to Yue Songting and lowered her voice, "I'm afraid Junior Brother Bu is about to form an external elixir. We must hurry back to Lingxin Sect to prepare."
When a cultivator is in the process of forming a pill, a thunder tribulation is about to come, and he cannot be careless. Yue Songting never expected that Bu Shuihan would break through at this time, and he was shocked and immediately sent an order to set off.
Gu Pinglin was thinking about something, so he said to Yue Songting, "I have some personal matters to attend to. Please, Master, please go ahead. Allow me to stay for two more days, and I will come later."
Duan Qingming also said: "My disciple is injured and I am afraid he cannot keep up with the journey. It is better for him to stay and recuperate for two days, and then set off again after his injury has healed."
Gu Pinglin said: "Brother, you can't use your true energy. It's even more dangerous outside. It's better to go back as soon as possible."
Duan Qingming coughed while holding his chest, frowning: "I have internal injuries and cannot withstand the bumpy road. It will delay important matters. Senior Brother Bu's Dan formation is more important. It's okay for me to go back later."
Gu Pinglin pursed his lips tightly.
Yue Songting thought for a while and said to Duan Qingming, "I'm worried if you stay alone. It's a good opportunity for you to go with Pinglin."
Duan Qingming said: "I don't know what Junior Brother Gu is going to do, I'm afraid I will be a burden to him..."
He deliberately led Yue Songting to ask questions. Gu Pinglin did not want to lie to Yue Songting, so he interrupted and said, "It's nothing important. It would be better if you stay and keep me company, Senior Brother."
Yue Songting could not tell the problem in his words. Seeing that the two of them were in harmony, he nodded with satisfaction. Waidan cultivators already had enough strength to go out and practice, and Gu Pinglin was a steady person, so there shouldn't be any problems. So Yue Songting instructed: "He is not easy to be hurt, you should take care of him more, be careful, and don't cause any trouble."
Gu Pinglin agreed: "Master, don't worry."
Yue Songting hurried away with Chen Qian and others.
Duan Qingming stood up and smiled nonchalantly, "Let's go, what do you want to do, Junior Brother?"
In his previous life, this person was so bored that he played tricks and caused chaos in the cultivation world while chatting and laughing. How could he not cause trouble? Gu Pinglin sneered: "Duan Qingming, you'd better be honest."
Duan Qingming shook his head helplessly: "You... why do you have to say such things? What on earth did I do to make you unhappy?"
"Pretending will only annoy people."
"I am really injured internally."
Gu Pinglin turned and left.
Duan Qingming followed.
Gu Pinglin stopped and looked at him sideways: "Are you not going to recover from your injury?"
"I can't use my inner strength now, and it's very dangerous to be alone outside. Of course, I have to follow you closely."
"You know what I'm going to do."
"Of course I'm looking for Li Moqing."
Sure enough, there will be trouble. Gu Pinglin stared at him from the side.
"What kind of look is that? It's like you want to eat me." Duan Qingming put his arm around his shoulders and said with a half-smile, "I'm also very interested in Li Moqing. Let's just go and take a look together. What are you afraid of?"
Do you believe that he is just "looking"? Gu Pinglin said unkindly: "Afraid? I am worried about you. Curious people die quickly."
"It's okay. With your protection, Xiaojiu, I will be safe."
"snort."
Since he had already guessed it, Gu Pinglin didn't plan to hide it from him. Li Moqing was going to stay in Shengong Valley for twenty years, so he would definitely have to arrange family affairs in advance. The two of them found someone from the Yinlan Li family to pass on a message and made an appointment to meet Li Moqing in two days.
Having achieved their goal, the two returned to the inn.
Halfway through the journey, Gu Pinglin suddenly said calmly: "You should know these people."
Duan Qingming kept walking: "Someone is still worried about me."
Gu Pinglin frowned: "You knew it a long time ago."
"How could it be? It's just a coincidence. There's no need for us brothers to make a fuss about it."
This person is a big trouble. It is much safer to go with Yue Songting, but he deliberately stayed to drag me down. He is not afraid of risking his life. He really dares to play anything. Gu Pinglin suppressed his anger, laughed twice, and said slowly: "Senior brother's trust is really touching, but I am afraid that I am not strong enough to protect you. If I cause you to get hurt, I hope you will forgive me."