It would be impossible for Yan Sen to kill Li Gui based on his cultivation alone, which shows how powerful the Soul Sword Flow is.
Gu Pinglin was also very shocked when his guess was confirmed: "So, Senior has already found the location of the mechanism?"
"A mechanism?" Yan Sen was puzzled. "What mechanism?"
Gu Pinglin has understood most of it: "Of course it is the mechanism passed down by our ancestors."
Yan Sen was puzzled: "What ancestor inheritance?"
Gu Pinglin did not answer but asked: "Why did you come to the sea realm?"
Yan Sen did not hide anything: "This place is quiet, perfect for sword practice. I finally managed to get the sword-making materials from the Kuxue Sect here, but you guys messed it up." He laughed again, "But it's better to use you to practice sword-making, I won't lose out!"
Gu Pinglin smiled and said no more.
This man was devoted to swordsmanship and didn't care about external affairs, so he was completely unaware of the ancestral inheritance that was widely rumored. He came to Haijing to learn swordsmanship, but accidentally met Li Gui. No wonder there was no news about Li Gui in his previous life. It turned out that Li Gui was killed by him many years ago. In this life, the time was advanced, and he happened to be a witness, so the truth came to light.
The fact that he was able to kill the fierce turtle showed that he had not used any special moves before.
Gu Pinglin glanced at Duan Qingming and saw that he had lowered his eyes, with his black eyelashes hiding the sharp light in his eyes.
"Boy named Duan, do you want to come out obediently, or should I do it to you?" Yan Sen said as he approached this side, emitting the pressure of a great inner alchemy master, not taking everyone seriously at all.
"Wait a minute!" A cold and hard voice suddenly came from the air.
Hearing this voice, Duan Qingming raised his eyes and smiled, "Luckily, Brother Zhou is back at last."
Zhou Yi held the sword and came walking on the wind.
Yan Sen had not paid much attention to him before, but now he looked at him carefully, his eyes fell on his broken ear: "You are from the Tiancan Sect, who is this sick old ghost to you?"
"It is my master," Zhou Yi clasped his fist towards him, which was rare, with a cold expression, "This person is a disciple of the Lingxin Sect. My master has an agreement with the Lingxin Sect. I hope you will understand."
Upon hearing this, Yan Sen did not directly give him face, but simply refused: "This kid is very important, we can't let him go."
"No one can touch the people of Lingxin Sect where there are disciples of Tiancan Sect," Zhou Yi said, "We will leave after we get what we have."
The two sects made an alliance, the Lingxin Sect would help the Tiancan Sect find the lost inheritance of the ancestor, and the Tiancan Sect would send people to guard the Lingxin Sect's mountain gate for twenty years. As for the disciples who went out for training, the Tiancan Sect could not spare so many people to protect them.
Yan Sen heard the loophole in the words: "So, if you leave, I can take action?"
"yes."
"Okay," Yan Sen collected the Soul Wood Sword with satisfaction, "I'll stay and wait."
A crisis was averted without a trace. Without saying anything, Bu Shuihan heaved a sigh of relief and was filled with joy. He whispered to Gu Pinglin, "No wonder you are not anxious. You knew that the Tiancan Sect would intervene."
Gu Pinglin said "hmm".
The Tiancan Sect always keeps its word. Gu Pinglin had expected that Zhou Yi would not stand idly by, but he did not expect that things would be resolved in this way. The reason why the Sword Demon Yan Sen was willing to give face to the Tiancan Sect is unknown. Having said that, few people in the world of cultivation want to mess with the Tiancan Sect. Even for Yan Sen, it would be too troublesome to be entangled by the Tiancan Sect.
Gu Pinglin didn't want to bother with such insignificant things. He just wondered if the mechanism was on this island. The Ligui's activities were nearby, so the Yinhuang Cave must not be far away. The appearance of the black reef beach further confirmed that the rumors in the previous life were credible. But if it was here, why didn't I see the sword stone
Something must have gone wrong.
Gu Pinglin thought about it and asked Jun Muzhi to send guards out to investigate to see if there was any similar terrain around. Then he carefully checked the stones on the island again, but still found nothing.
Gu Pinglin had to give up the search. When he returned to the camp, he saw Duan Qingming leaning on a rock reading a book. Yan Sen was sitting opposite him glaring at him fiercely. Bu Shuihan and the other two were standing not far away, staring at Yan Sen nervously. Gan Li, on the other hand, was meditating very calmly beside them. When he saw Gu Pinglin coming back, he stood up and saluted with a smile. Gu Pinglin nodded secretly and found a rock to sit on.
After a long while, Duan Qingming turned a page of the book and said, "Senior, your Kung Fu is amazing. I admire you."
Yan Sen stroked his short beard proudly and said arrogantly: "Who can compete with the Soul Sword School in ancient and modern swordsmanship?"
"No," Duan Qingming said, "I mean that Senior's staring skill is much stronger than the soul sword style."
Yan Sen's face twitched twice, and he smiled sinisterly, "I'm looking for an opportunity. As soon as the people from Tiancan Sect turn their heads, I will kill you."
"It's a good idea," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "but it's still too troublesome. Senior, your staring skill has reached the highest level. Why bother with your hands? Wouldn't it be easier to kill me with just your stare?"
Yan Sen gritted his teeth and said, "When the time comes, let's see if this sharp tongue can save your life."
The atmosphere here was tense. Jun Muzhi and Qu Lin were standing in the distance. They were not talking and laughing as usual. They were both silent. Qu Lin looked over here worriedly from time to time.
After a long while, Jun Muzhi spoke apologetically: "Junior Sister Qu, as a spiritual envoy of Penglai..."
Qu Lin came back to her senses and smiled: "Brother Jun, you don't have to say anything. I understand your difficulties."
Jun Muzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. Someone happened to come over to report and whispered a few words. Jun Muzhi's face immediately changed. After pondering for a while, he straightened his robe, walked over quickly, and bowed to Yan Sen: "I apologize for the misunderstanding before and for offending Senior Yan."
Yan Sen was feeling angry at Duan Qingming, so he snorted and raised his thick eyebrows: "You want me to save someone?"
Jun Muzhi said: "To be honest, Senior..."
"Your men have injured their souls," Yan Sen interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "I'm not afraid to tell you, I don't understand either. You should prepare to collect their bodies in two days."
Jun Mu was stunned: "It can't be cured?"
Yan Sen laughed and said, "My Soul Soul Sword Style kills people, but it doesn't heal people. If you ask me, who should I ask?"
"This..." Jun Muzhi was anxious. Those guards were capable people who were trained later and were loyal. If they lost their lives like this, it would have a huge impact on Nanzhu's power.
Duan Qingming beside him suddenly said, "If Envoy Jun Ling doesn't mind, how about I go and take a look?"
Jun Muzhi was surprised and asked, "Brother Duan knows medicine?"
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "I understand a little bit."
Although Jun Muzhi was worried about him, he had no other choice at the moment. After weighing the options, Jun Muzhi leaned forward and said, "Thank you, Brother Duan."
"Don't brag, kid," Yan Sen said, "Those who were injured by my soul sword for more than five points died. Those who were injured for less than three points, only three out of ten can survive."
"Oh?" Duan Qingming put away the book and stood up, brushing his robe twice casually, "Then isn't it a good opportunity for me to challenge you?"
Yan Sen snorted, also a little curious, and followed to take a look.
There were five injured guards in total, three of whom were seriously injured. They had already been treated by the pharmacist, but after a few hours, their injuries suddenly worsened. The three of them had splitting headaches and almost exploded to death. The situation was very dangerous, so the pharmacist had to seal their acupoints. The other two had slightly lighter injuries and could still bear it, but there was a wisp of black gas coming out of the sword wounds.
Duan Qingming examined them one by one, used gold needles to prick the acupuncture points, and personally used vital energy to dredge the channels.
"Both were injured by the Soul Sword Flow and their souls were damaged, so why are the acupuncture points different?" Penglai Pharmacist wondered.
Duan Qingming pulled out the golden needle and replied, "The severity of the injury is different, so the method used is different."
"But the injuries of the three of them are similar..."
“They look similar, but there are subtle differences.”
After hearing what he said, the pharmacist thought about it carefully but still didn't understand. He said shyly, "Mr. Duan, your opinion is profound. I will learn from you."
"How dare I? I just happen to know a little bit." Duan Qingming finished counseling a few people, took out a few pills of different colors and sizes, and asked people to give them to the guards.
This time the pharmacist did not question it and asked the accompanying medicine boy to feed the medicine. Sure enough, after a while, one guard's condition improved, but the other four were in a more serious condition. Everyone in Penglai was happy and nervous at the same time. Duan Qingming carefully felt the pulses of the four people again, gave them acupuncture and fed them medicine again. After several hours, two of them finally began to get better. After a few more hours, the other two woke up one after another.
Everyone in Penglai was overjoyed, and Nanzhu personally expressed her gratitude.
"I am ashamed," Duan Qingming said modestly, "I am the one who caused all of you trouble. You were injured while trying to save me. I am already very upset. How dare I accept Young Master Nan's thanks? I am glad that I was able to save the people."
Everyone in Penglai was very embarrassed, and Jun Muzhi's expression was a little stiff. Everyone knew that they were not injured to save Duan Qingming. To be honest, they were also implicated by Duan Qingming, but Duan Qingming himself admitted this, and everyone couldn't even say anything to refute.
The pharmacist coughed twice and praised: "Master Duan is not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also in medical skills. I admire him."
Duan Qingming smiled and said a few humble words, gave a lot of pills, and went to rest, leaving the Sword Demon Yan Sen to take care of the injured guards.
Yan Sen picked up the guards one by one, looked at them, and then dropped them, shaking his head: "Strange, could this kid also refine the soul? No, how can a righteous grandson know this kind of skills? Can a few injections and a few medicines heal the soul injury? Strange! Strange!"
He was very confident in the Soul Sword Flow. When he found out that sword wounds could be cured, he was a little confused and became obsessed. Nanzhu and Jun Muzhi didn't want to offend this devil, so they endured it and didn't make a fuss.
The Bu Tian Jue contains elements of the Nine Chapters of Soul Refining, so it is not surprising that Duan Qingming can heal soul injuries. Gu Pinglin already knew the result, so he had been meditating without distraction.
Bu Shuihan, who was standing beside him, opened his eyes from time to time to pay attention to the situation in Penglai. Seeing that Duan Qingming really cured the patient, he couldn't help but say happily, "Junior Brother Duan's medical skills are so great!" With emotion, he snorted again, "When dealing with Yan Sen before, no one in Penglai stood up. Junior Brother Duan was willing to save them. He was really generous."
Gu Pinglin smiled.
Save people? Duan Qingming would do this kind of thing if he was interested, saving people to be used as pawns.
Bu Shuihan thought it through and said, "Forget it. Young Master Nan is still very loyal to you. You should save a few of his people."
"Senior Brother Bu." Someone called him.
"Ah," Bu Shuihan immediately turned over and stood up, "Miss Qu!"
Qu Lin waved at him: "Did I bother you?"
"No, how could that be." This was the first time she took the initiative to greet someone. Bu Shuihan's face turned red with excitement. She walked over with her hands and feet together, which made Qu Lin laugh.
The surroundings were quiet again, and Gu Pinglin continued to meditate. Soon he noticed someone approaching. He opened his eyes and saw Duan Qingming standing in front of him.
Gu Pinglin asked: "Is everything okay?"
"There is a rather troublesome one." Duan Qingming sat down next to him.
Gu Pinglin frowned and said, "You could have cured them all."
"You have too much confidence in me," Duan Qingming sighed, "I have been busy for half a day, and only four people can fully recover."
"You are busy testing the medicine," Gu Pinglin said, "Save one first, then no one will doubt you no matter what you do next." Without waiting for Duan Qingming to speak, he continued, "Don't mention the difference in injuries, that kind of talk can only deceive others. You used them to test the medicine, harmed a person, and made them grateful to you."
Duan Qingming really didn't refute: "It's rare to meet people with injured souls. Without me, they would all die. Now that one person's death has brought about a new method of treatment, he can be said to have died a worthy death."
Gu Pinglin remained silent.
No matter how this man disguises himself on the outside, he is always the same as his sword on the inside. He is lonely enough to pursue the limit, not only for new medical methods, but anything that interests him can become a reason for him to save people.
Gu Pinglin disagreed but did not blame him. In fact, the two of them had very similar natures. If he had not joined the Lingxin Sect, Gu Pinglin would not have been very upright. Even though he was taught by Yue Songting and abided by the sect rules and did not harm others, he did not intend to meddle in other people's business. At most, he had some friendship for Nanzhu, and the other people in Penglai had nothing to do with him.
Duan Qingming slowly stretched his body, leaned his back against his shoulder, looked into the distance and sighed: "It is said that a thousand years can bring about great changes in the sea and fields. The sea realm has existed for a long time, but it has never been transformed into mulberry fields. How boring is the unchanging world."
The white robe stretched out along with his tall figure, and beneath him was a large piece of black stone. He just leaned diagonally, like an elegant white silk, or even more like a lazy silver snake.
Perhaps this is a rare land in the sea, with water currents colliding, and Gu Pinglin actually vaguely heard the slight sound of waves, mixed with the noisy voices around, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it seemed as if he had heard it wrongly.
Gu Pinglin heard himself say, "If you break through the boundary and ascend, you can leave."
"Ascension, what kind of world will it be there?" Duan Qingming seemed a little fascinated, "Will it be just as boring, or will it be different and exciting?"
Boring and exciting, I probably won't have the chance to experience it. Gu Pinglin suddenly circulated his true energy and forcefully attacked the bottleneck again, completely ignoring whether the current situation was appropriate.
"Hmm?" Duan Qingming was a little surprised, but he didn't move. "You are too impatient to break through in a place like this."
Gu Pinglin had no time to pay attention to him. He tried his best to make a breakthrough. All the resentment and anger in his heart seemed to turn into strength and merged into his true qi. The gentle and broad true qi of creation became violent.
The tremendous force was always blocked outside the gate, and the famous Qi of creation could not even break through the fragile crack.
Is it really going to stop here
Gu Pinglin felt a moment of despair, and then he sneered in his heart. Feeling a dull pain in his tendons and veins, he did not stop. Instead, he circulated the true energy in his body to the extreme and attacked his Dantian again!
"That's enough," a clear and deep voice suddenly sounded. Duan Qingming moved behind him in the blink of an eye and slapped him with his palm, "Gu Xiaojiu, you shouldn't make such a stupid mistake."
The fierce and domineering Bu Tian Zhen Qi surged into the body, trying to forcibly suppress the violent Creation Zhen Qi.
Gu Pinglin's brows twitched slightly. Although he knew that he had good intentions, he was unwilling to give up no matter what. He increased his Creation Qi to compete with the Heaven-Repairing Qi.
Two completely different true energies rushed towards the Dantian at the same time while entangled!
Gu Pinglin felt severe pain in his tendons and veins and spat out a mouthful of blood!
At the same time, a slight breaking sound was heard from the Dantian, the crack expanded rapidly, and the barrier that had been blocked for a long time collapsed!