Under Chang Jinxin's arrangement, all the disciples who had reached the third level of Qi training accepted this secret mission. They usually went down the mountain to train, but this time the purpose was different. Thinking of the inheritance of the ancestors, everyone was excited. Only Ren could see it. He was kind-hearted and knew that he had no talent for cultivation. He put his hope on the next life and was unwilling to touch this illusory luck. He took the initiative to stay in Lingxin Sect to help Yue Songting deal with affairs. With him, Yue Songting was relieved to drive Chen Qian and Chang Jinxin down the mountain.
Before leaving, Yue Songting called several of his direct disciples and Duan Qingming to give them some instructions, and a gloomy look could be seen in his words. If any of these disciples really inherited the legacy, they would have to retreat from the world to practice, and they might not be able to return to Lingxin Sect for hundreds of years, and his life span was less than twenty years.
Chen Qian and Chang Jin were both sad. Bu Shuihan could not help but kneel down and kowtow. Only Gu Pinglin looked indifferent. His goal was not the Creation Art. He would come back whether he succeeded or not.
Duan Qingming beside him said nothing, with his eyelashes slightly drooping, seeming to be sad as well.
In fact, the two did not become enemies after that day. They would greet each other as usual when they met, and smiled and talked as usual, as if nothing had happened. It was just that there was more and more hypocrisy, and something was no longer there.
Drinking wine will eventually become the past.
After experiencing these changes, Gu Pinglin's barrier of the second level of Qi transformation has loosened, which is exactly the expected result.
It was a matter of the Dao, and there was nothing he could do, so he had to deal with it with all his strength. Gu Pinglin thought to himself, this guy has a personality that makes trouble out of nothing, and going out for "training" is exactly what he wants. Although he didn't know what kind of trouble he would cause, he would be a big trouble once he went out.
We must not let him have any chance to get close to Bu Shuihan.
Gu Pinglin was still thinking about the plan. Yue Songting, who was sitting on the seat, saw that his disciples looked a little strange, and immediately came to his senses. He was amused and a little self-deprecating: "Why are you all so angry? Do you really think it's so easy to inherit the ancestor's legacy? There are so many inner alchemy masters out there, how can it be your turn? I just sent you out to gain some experience, and you just need to come back safely."
Everyone found it funny when they heard it.
Chang Jinxin joked: "Apprentices daydream a lot, so they take it seriously."
Bu Shuihan quickly stood up, his handsome face full of embarrassment: "It was clearly Master who led this, and now he is blaming us."
After everyone laughed and mocked each other for a while, Yue Songting knew what his disciples were thinking and felt relieved. He waved his hand and urged them, "We have to set off tomorrow morning. Don't delay me here. Go down and get ready."
Everyone had to withdraw.
Gu Pinglin went to Bu Shuihan's room first to discuss. Bu Shuihan was unhappy because they couldn't travel together. The two talked until dusk and agreed on contact information. Then Gu Pinglin said goodbye and left.
It was dark outside and a light rain had begun to fall.
Gu Pinglin did not return to his residence, and Mu Yu went to the bamboo forest.
After not coming for many days, the dead leaves on the forest ground were thicker, adding a bit of bleak autumn atmosphere. There was no wind, and the rain fell quietly on the bamboo leaves above my head, making a slight and dense sound. The dead leaves under my feet were just half wet, and they still made a rustling sound when I stepped on them. Occasionally, large raindrops fell.
Suddenly, a chill came through the air and my skin began to shiver.
Sword formation
Gu Pinglin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and almost entirely driven by intuition, he instinctively made a sword gesture. The Gu Ying Sword immediately took shape, floating in the air to block the approaching transformed sword energy.
The first strike failed to work, but the sword attack continued.
Even in his previous life, Gu Pinglin had never seen such a powerful sword intent. Being in the formation was like being in the center of a vortex. If one was not careful, he would be swallowed up. Even though Gu Pinglin had the internal energy of the Creation Sutra, he still felt extremely exhausted.
But this array...
Gu Pinglin sneered, threw the Gu Ying sword casually, and took two steps forward slowly.
As expected, Gu Ying's sword fell, and the dense sword net became sparse.
Having fought for many years in the previous life, which part of that man's sword formation was unfamiliar to him
The sword was so powerful that it was hard to hurt anyone in the formation. Gu Pinglin brushed the wrinkles on his clothes and looked up at the bamboo building in front of him.
In the bleak dusk, the man in a clean white robe and holding a plain umbrella walked slowly down the bamboo ladder with a leisurely posture, looking like a gentle young man from aristocratic family.
The sword intent has not been retracted, and it seems to have become even stronger.
Gu Pinglin stared at him, his heart surging.
It’s a response, this is his response, a response to the sentence “It’s not that easy to defeat me”!
He was born to be a swordsman. He didn't have the Heaven-Repairing Art, but he cultivated a sword spirit far superior to his previous life. And the reason for all this was actually himself. His provocation aroused his fighting spirit, making this crazy genius go even further.
For no reason, Gu Pinglin felt a little uneasy, but the emotion quickly dissipated.
Duan Qingming might be stronger, so what? Am I afraid of him
The person on the opposite side walked towards him step by step, and the sword energy in the sky seemed to have life, making way for him.
He didn't even look at Pinglin and walked straight forward.
As they passed each other, Gu Pinglin turned around, looked at his back and said, "Duan Qingming."
no respond.
Gu Pinglin said: "The clue is in the sea, how about going together?"
He finally stopped and turned around, his white umbrella reflecting his handsome face: "For such a good thing, you should go to Bu Shuihan and the others, why did you come to me?"
Gu Pinglin said: "It's fun to have an opponent, isn't it?"
He really smiled, and in an instant, the spring breeze filled the ground, and the faded green of the bamboo forest seemed to return: "I thought you wouldn't go."
"What do you mean?" Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows.
"In the Misty Wilds, you activated the Flame Bird mechanism, but the Flame Bird did not hurt you," Duan Qingming walked back and stopped in front of him. "The reason for this has troubled me for more than ten years."
Gu Pinglin asked: "Have you figured it out now?"
Duan Qingming said, "I have figured it out a long time ago, but it is too unbelievable. The Flame Bird was captured and imprisoned by the Baichuan Patriarch to guard the mechanism, but it is very wary of you." He shook his head, "After all, your skills are too special."
"oh?"
"The Lingxin Sect's martial arts you modified are indeed wonderful and first-rate, but they are still far inferior to the martial arts you practiced."
Gu Pinglin remained silent.
"It is more wonderful than the first-rate martial arts, unless--" He paused, his eyes revealing a hint of uncontrollable enthusiasm.
Above the first-rate skills is the god-level.
At this point, Gu Pinglin was not surprised and said frankly: "You guessed right, the Flame Bird was captured by the ancestor, and only the ancestor's skills will make it hesitate."
The sound of the rain grew louder, the bamboo branches swayed, and the raindrops overhead became more and more dense.
Duan Qingming was silent for a moment, then tilted the umbrella slightly to cover him, and said in the same tone: "I am just guessing, it would be better if you can admit it. It is worthwhile for me to come to Lingxin Sect to see the god-level skills."
With an idea in mind, Gu Pinglin smiled, which was rare for him: "So, you want to learn?"
Duan Qingming asked back: "Are you willing?"
"It's no problem for you to borrow it for your consideration." Gu Pinglin agreed readily.
This was actually a temporary thought. Without the Bu Tian Jue, Duan Qingming's current strength is far behind that of his previous life, but he has the Fortune Jue in his hand, so even if he wins, it will be unfair. If he passes the Fortune Jue to him, he will surely recover his strength, and then we can compete again, and only then can we completely get rid of the knot in his heart. This person is full of scheming, so there is no need to worry about being discovered and causing trouble.
"Oh?" Duan Qingming said, "You said we were rivals."
Gu Pinglin said: "Isn't it better if the opponent is stronger?"
Duan Qingming looked at him for a long time and laughed.
Gu Pinglin asked: "What are you laughing at?"
"That's right. The stronger the opponent, the better." Duan Qingming raised his hand and put his hand on his shoulder. "But what I'm more interested in is, when did you get the Creation Art? It's impossible to successfully enter the Lingxin Sect after practicing the outer sect exercises without a background. That's what you practiced after entering the sect. Where did you get it? Since you already have the Creation Art in your hand, why are you still looking for clues to the inheritance of the Creation Art? What else is in the inheritance? That thing must be very important." Without waiting for Gu Pinglin to speak, he lowered his voice again, "Knowing everything about me, knowing Lan Feiyu's identity, I have always suspected that you came from another body. Gu Xiaojiu, who are you? Who is the Gu Xiaojiu in my dream?"
The soul of the previous life is hidden in the body, which is almost the same as possessing another body. Gu Pinglin replied calmly: "Your guess is not wrong."
Duan Qingming said: "That's not right either."
Gu Pinglin did not take up the topic: "I do know a lot of secrets. The clue to the inheritance of good fortune is in the sea. What do you think of my previous proposal?"
Duan Qingming did not answer, and said leisurely: "The master's favorite disciple secretly practiced the outer sect's skills, Gu Xiaojiu?"
Gu Pinglin replied: "You haven't practiced our martial arts either?"
Duan Qingming said: "The crude skills of the Lingxin Sect are not even comparable to the Duan family's swordsmanship, how can they be comparable to my swordsmanship?"
What he said was true, but seeing that he looked down on the Lingxin Sect, Gu Pinglin couldn't help but sneer: "Is your new technique compatible with your swordsmanship?"
Duan Qingming smiled, not caring about his attitude, and turned sideways. Gu Pinglin followed him, and the two of them walked slowly forward side by side, holding an umbrella.
The raindrops were as dense as beads, constantly sliding down the edge of the umbrella, like a beautiful crystal curtain. Under the umbrella, the expressions on the two handsome faces were equally calm.
"You know the Lingxin Sect's skills best, and the changes you made were all to highlight its strengths and take advantage of its advantages, which are in line with the Lingxin Sect's way," Duan Qingming looked ahead, "and my changes were mainly to avoid its weaknesses, and even went against its original intention."
It is easy to say "strengthen strengths and avoid weaknesses", but in fact, each Taoist method has only one essence, just as fire is destined to be incompatible with water. Even if you use tricks to achieve the point of blending water and fire, the fire at that time is no longer pure. If it is really easy to make up for the shortcomings, wouldn't all Taoist methods be perfect? Duan Qingming's modified method conflicts with the essence of Lingxin Sect's Taoism. If he continues on his path, one day, this method will completely deviate from the essence of Lingxin Sect, and then it can no longer be called Lingxin Sect's method.
Therefore, although Gu Pinglin's new technique, which also comes from the Lingxin Sect's technique, can add a great deal of color to the history of the Lingxin Sect, his new technique is meaningless to the Lingxin Sect.
Thinking of him risking his Dao meridians to test the technique himself, Gu Pinglin was silent for a long time and said, "Your technique is also first-rate."
Duan Qingming said: "What I want is not first-rate."
Gu Pinglin did not mock: "Gu Ying's swordsmanship is the best in the world, and it is still difficult for first-class skills to match it. Only the god-level creation technique can make it shine."
"The Creation Art is indeed exciting." Duan Qingming sighed.
"If you're interested, why not take action?"
Duan Qingming didn't answer, but raised his head slightly to indicate, "We're here. I'm showing my sincerity by seeing you off to your home."
Before he knew it, the room was right in front of him. Gu Pinglin stepped onto the stairs and turned around to look.
"If I want, I will go and get it. There is definitely more to a god-level technique than just the Creation Sutra." The chuckle was still lingering in his ears, but only a snow-white silhouette of the person was left.
The answer was as expected. Gu Pinglin stood under the eaves and watched the figure disappear into the bleak twilight.
The god-level skills are indeed not limited to the Creation Art. In his previous life, he possessed the god-level Heaven-Repairing Art, and his achievements must have been extraordinary. I wonder if after his death, he has followed in the footsteps of Ancestor Baichuan and broken through the realm and ascended to heaven
The rain was getting heavier, pulling down the night curtain.
Gu Pinglin slowly turned around, pushed open the door and went in.