Same sea, different scenes.
In the night, countless water columns shot up into the sky, like the breath of a latent dragon, carrying the power to break the sky. The inner alchemy masters fought with swords, and the sea area within a mile was covered by two-color sword lights. The sword moves were extremely dangerous, and a careless move could mean the difference between life and death.
"It's you."
"What if I say, no?"
"impossible!"
Amidst the loud noise, two figures floated away.
Gu Ying sheathed his sword, and the man turned around, chuckling quietly and coldly, "So what? But someone died, is it worth it for you to abandon your calmness? Gu Pinglin, you disappoint me so much."
"Disappointed?" The sword flashed again, "I'll be more disappointed if you don't die."
…
The famous sword Gu Ying was well-known to everyone in the cultivation world. It was the sword carried by the great sword cultivator Duan Qingming, and it left a unique blood-splitting sword mark after it killed someone. In the previous life, it was an indisputable fact that Bu Shuihan died under Gu Ying's sword.
But now, this Gu Ying Sword has become his own sword and he never leaves it.
what happened
Gu Pinglin looked around blankly.
"Let's take him back without delay," Xin Ji sighed repeatedly, "The situation is not good. The poison seems to be attached to the spirit... Master Gu?"
He called several times before Gu Pinglin slowly came back to his senses: "Well, let's go."
At the Yunya Taoist Conference in the past, Duan Qingming defeated Master Du with the sword poison "Long Night" that he developed himself.
Poison cultivators use various methods to blend poison into sword energy, which is called sword poison, and is also the thing that sword cultivators hate and fear the most. Unlike ordinary sword poisons, the toxicity of "Long Night" is not the most severe. The trouble is that it spreads on the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator, and the speed is extremely fast. It only takes less than a cup of tea to completely devour the spiritual consciousness of the poisoned person. At that time, even if the person is not dead, it is equivalent to death.
In his previous life, Bu Shuihan was also hit by the "Long Night" before his death.
Now he was able to escape death, all thanks to the practice. The new practice of Lingxin Sect improved by Gu Pinglin is already a first-class practice, which is more sensitive in terms of spiritual consciousness. Therefore, Bu Shuihan was able to detect it first and realized that the sword energy poisoned the spiritual consciousness. He immediately blocked the spiritual consciousness to save his life and released the Dark Spirit Flow to leave clues. The Dark Spirit Flow is unique to the new practice, and only fellow disciples can sense it, so Xin Ji did not notice it. Fortunately, Bu Shuihan blocked the spiritual consciousness in time, suppressed the spread of the poison, saved his life, and the Dark Spirit Flow did not disappear, otherwise Gu Pinglin would not have found him so easily.
The process was extremely thrilling.
In his previous life, Gu Pinglin also promoted new skills within the sect, but Bu Shuihan had already formed an inner elixir at that time, and it was too late to change his skills, which resulted in him being unable to save himself later. Now that he has practiced in advance, he has unexpectedly saved his life.
The current situation is still not optimistic. The toxicity has only been temporarily controlled. If it is not cured within seven days, the poisoned person will sleep forever, which is no different from death. This is why the poison is named "Long Night".
The two brought back Bu Shuihan who was seriously injured and unconscious. Jiang Ruoxu, Leng Xu and others were shocked and hurried to take care of Bu Shuihan. Nanzhu and Jun Muzhi also rushed to see him after receiving the letter and brought the pharmacist from Penglai to help. Yao Feng and Qi Wan'er also came. Yao Feng had a good relationship with Bu Shuihan and fed him a Yao family secret detoxification pill.
As expected, after two hours of hard work, there was still no progress. The pharmacist could not find out what the sword poison was, and Yao Feng's antidote pills were completely ineffective. Everyone was at a loss, and the palace was filled with gloom.
Gu Pinglin remained silent and stood by and watched.
"I am incompetent," the pharmacist apologized to Nanzhu helplessly, "This kind of poison is really unheard of. I have no other way for the time being, young master..."
Nanzhu nodded and told him to go and rest. She comforted the people of Lingxin Sect, "There are many big sects and families nearby. I know many of their leaders. I will send a note to ask for help later. There will always be a way."
"Tiancan Sect," Jun Muzhi remembered his new identity, "I will go to Brother Zhou to find a solution." After saying that, he hurried out.
Qi Wan'er hesitated and said, "I also know a lot of friends. I'll ask them for help tomorrow." He had escaped in the first place, so naturally he didn't want to go back to the Qi family.
"Doesn't Master Duan also know medicine?" Gan Li slapped his head and thought of it.
Jiang Ruoxu said hurriedly: "Yes, Junior Brother Duan is well-read and can even cure soul injuries. Maybe he really knows this kind of sword poison. If it doesn't work, ask him to go back to the Duan family for help... Where is Junior Brother Duan?"
Leng Xu stood up: "He doesn't know yet, I'll go find him."
"I'll go." Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Gu Pinglin turned around and walked out of the room.
I have never heard that there is a second Gu Ying Sword in the world. If there is, then which sword did Bu Shuihan die by in his previous life
"What if I say, no?"
…
The door seemed to be closed, but it opened easily, as if it had known that someone would visit.
Light smoke rose from the incense burner, filling the room with a faint fragrance. Duan Qingming was standing at the desk writing with a pen in hand. He seemed to be taking a break. He was wearing a blue robe, his long hair was mostly loose, and he was only wearing plain socks. He looked elegant but also had a hint of unrestrainedness. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.
When Gu Pinglin stepped into the room and looked up to see this scene, he couldn't help but pause, as if he had the illusion of returning to his previous life.
How many times have I come to his door in anger, only to see him writing or reading calmly.
At this moment, the expression on that handsome face was just as peaceful and focused, and his writing movements were just as steady and smooth, with him not being affected at all by the gloomy clouds outside or the visitor who suddenly pushed the door open.
Gu Pinglin walked over and stood beside him without saying a word, watching him write the entire text as smoothly as flowing water until he put down the last stroke.
It was a "Sword Ode" that had been circulating in the world of cultivation for a long time.
"What a rare guest," Duan Qingming said as he looked at the words in front of him, "What's the wind blowing today that made Junior Brother forget what he said and actually come to see me, a ruthless and dangerous person."
Gu Pinglin said: "Your promise is still there."
Duan Qingming put down his pen after hearing this: "Even the word of seclusion has come out, do I have to keep pestering him?"
Gu Pinglin was silent.
A person who is extremely proud will certainly not have the audacity to argue, let alone make excuses for meaningless things.
Gu Pinglin said: "Senior Brother Bu has been poisoned."
"Of course," Duan Qingming sat sideways on the chair, and said with a half-smile, "If it wasn't for Bu Shuihan, why would you take the initiative to look for me? Are you here to settle the score again?"
Gu Pinglin said: "You can detoxify."
Duan Qingming asked: "Do you doubt me?"
"No, it's not you," Gu Pinglin shook his head, "but you can definitely cure that poison."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "That's strange. I don't even know what the poison is. How can you be sure that I can cure it?"
Gu Pinglin still insisted: "You can."
In a hurry, he didn't have time to take a closer look, and when he came back, he found the difference. The biggest reason why Bu Shuihan was able to survive was not only because he reacted quickly, nor was it just because of the new skills, but the "Long Night" he was hit by was not a real "Long Night" at all, and the toxicity was far from enough.
This is the "Long Night" that has not yet been completed.
It can be seen that before Duan Qingming, someone had tried to develop "Long Night" in the previous life, but it was unsuccessful. Duan Qingming was in Xuanming Sect at that time. Was that person also in Xuanming Sect? It is said that Gu Ying Sword came from Duan Qingming's mother's family. Is it related to Cheng family? Bu Shuihan was killed near Xuanming Sect. It is very likely that he discovered the secret of Xuanming Sect.
After experiencing the "Long Night" in his previous life, he tried to develop an antidote, which was able to delay the poison for several days. Later, he gave up because of Bu Shuihan's death. Duan Qingming was the one who could develop a real "Long Night" and was most confident of detoxifying it.
"Well, even if I can," Duan Qingming did not ask the reason any further, but asked back with interest, "Why should I ask for trouble?"
Gu Pinglin said: "I beg you."
"Beg?" Duan Qingming turned his head and said slowly, "You scolded me for Qu Lin and Nan Zhu before, and now you beg me for Bu Shuihan. Gu Xiaojiu, where do you get the confidence that I will definitely agree to you? Could it be that I am really a good person in your eyes?"
Gu Pinglin was silent for a long time, then said, "Can't talk?"
“Well…” Duan Qingming stood up and walked towards him until there was only half a step between them, almost sticking close to each other.
Gu Pinglin looked up at him.
A bewitching red shadow flew up to his eyebrows, and for the first time, extremely obvious emotions emerged in those always unfathomable black eyes: contemplation, consideration, hesitation, and... coldness.
"It's not impossible," he said, "but I need a certain medicinal ingredient."
Gu Pinglin knew it wasn't that simple: "What medicine?"
"The herb of understanding."
Gu Pinglin was silent for a moment: "That's just a legend."
Sure enough, the person in front of him said casually: "It is said that there is a plant in that strange pit. You might as well go down and look for it. At noon six days later, the Jieyi grass will appear."
Gu Pinglin's face turned pale, and then his heart was shocked, and he lost his voice: "It's Duan!"
"It's Duan."
"When did you know that?"
"To be precise, I guessed part of it when I saw the letter."
Gu Pinglin took out Master Wei Feng's letter and read it for a moment, then slowly placed the letter on the table and closed his eyes: "It turns out that the seal used on it is the Duan family's. The Duan family is colluding with the Demon Realm."
"This kind of seal can only be broken by the head of the family. I have always wondered what they are planning. Now that I see these seabed pits, I finally connect all the things together." Duan Qingming flicked his hand and the entire letter turned into ashes. "This letter is lost, so they must be nervous. Let them continue to be nervous."
I was destined to lose this bet because of my luck. Gu Pinglin was quite self-deprecating, he opened his eyes and asked, "Does Gu Ying have a second sword?"
"without."
"Sure?"
Duan Qingming was neither curious nor did he hide anything: "The iron of this sword came from my mother's family. It was forged by an elder of the Duan family at Shengong Valley. There is only one of its kind in the world, but the iron should not have been used up. It is indeed not enough to forge a similar Guying Sword. If it is a short blade, perhaps it can be used."
Gu Pinglin clenched his fingers and his face turned even paler.
Duan Qingming asked, "Have you finished asking?"
Gu Pinglin took a deep breath and shook his head: "Do you really need Jieyi Grass?"
"Well, that depends on what you think," Duan Qingming raised his hand to brush away the hair in front of his forehead, and said nonchalantly, "You asked me to give up, but I'm still a little reluctant, what do you think?"
Because he is reluctant to let go, he completely erases it. This is Duan Qingming's giving up.
The monster sent out the final challenge, and the only way out was to accept it. Gu Pinglin hid his trembling hands and nodded calmly: "I understand."
"It seems you have made up your mind."
"I'm going to look for Jieyi grass."
Duan Qingming looked at him for a long while and sneered: "Giving up the path for a fool, you are really uninteresting."
Gu Pinglin ignored the sarcasm and said, "If I can come out after noon on the seventh day, are you sure I can detoxify?"
"Of course." Duan Qingming took two steps back, stopped looking at him, and sat back in his chair.
Gu Pinglin walked out the door alone, and suddenly stopped at the door.
After a while, he turned his head slightly and looked at the ground inside the door: "I'm sorry, Duan Qingming."
"Hmm?" The person behind him looked at his back with a slight flicker in his eyes.
Gu Pinglin didn't say anything else, turned around and left.