"All awakenings have been completed, remaining soul power: 530/20."
After doing all this, Gu Qing Shan seemed to have done a small thing, buried his head, and continued to eat spiritual food.
Half an hour passed.
He ate all the big bucket full of spiritual food by himself.
Gu Qingshan looked at the empty barrel, a little puzzled.
When did I become an idiot
He was surprised at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he finally understood.
A normal monk would definitely not be able to eat so much.
It must be Qin Xiaolou's effort on the ingredients.
It is also a skill to allow a person to eat a bucket full of spiritual food without knowing it, without being overwhelmed.
Gu Qingshan admired the other party a little bit.
"Third Junior Brother."
The white goose stood at the gate of the hall, waving its wings at him.
"It's time to come out, move around and adapt to the realm."
"OK."
Gu Qingshan replied happily.
He went out and saw Xiuxiu sitting under the palace wall, holding a sea bowl in her hand, eating snacks by the handful.
In the open space at the entrance of the palace, Qin Xiaolou was holding a long knife, dancing vigorously.
"It turns out that the second senior brother is a swordsman." Gu Qingshan said.
Qin Xiaolou blushed, pretending not to hear.
But the white goose seized the opportunity and whispered: "He used to like sabers, but when he met Ning Yuechan during the last year's test, he went so far as to flirt with her."
White Goose snorted.
Gu Qingshan suddenly thought of what Gongsun Zhi had said.
"... Those sword repairmen posted up, eagerly showing affection, but couldn't help wanting to use their hands and feet, they deserved to be beaten."
"She always hits the other party until they kneel down and beg for mercy, and then she will stop."
... Gu Qingshan can completely imagine that scene.
Gu Qingshan looked at the white goose, and found that the white goose was also looking at him.
One person and one goose looked at each other with deep meaning in their eyes.
"So... the master won't stand up for the second senior brother?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Master gave Ning Yuechan several rare elixir plants, and also said thank you." White Goose said.
Tsk!
Gu Qingshan slammed his mouth and thought about it seriously.
— It seems that he is also standing on Ning Yuechan's side.
"Come on, junior brother," Qin Xiaolou waved his long knife, "today senior brother will give you some tricks to help you consolidate your realm."
He was already handsome, but when he spoke, a long knife instantly danced with seven flowers, which made Xiuxiu couldn't help screaming.
"Thank you, brother." Gu Qingshan hesitated, and asked again: "What is the realm of brother?"
White Goose interjected: "He and Ning Yuechan came from the same group, and they are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment now."
Ning Yuechan is in the Nascent Soul Dzogchen realm.
Qin Xiaolou glared at the white goose, and said, "Ning Yuechan is a monster, so I am normal."
"Normal fart, you fall asleep after meditating for half an hour, you feel tired after practicing knives for a quarter of an hour, and you have to rest and eat after half a day of practice. Are you still called a monk?" the white goose said angrily.
"I—I'm trying to comprehend the six arts." Qin Xiaolou couldn't hold back, turned his head, and said to Gu Qingshan: "Junior Brother, come, do two tricks."
"Okay." Gu Qingshan happily pulled out the ground sword.
Qin Xiaolou took a defensive position with the knife, stood sideways and said, "You are the younger brother, you attack first."
"Then I'm here." Gu Qing Shan held a long sword and attacked forward.
The first sword is very ordinary, and the speed is not fast, a monk can parry it.
This is the proper etiquette for exchanging tricks within the sect.
Within the sect, everyone looks up and sees down, if you get rid of the senior brother with one move, then the senior brother will lose face, how will everyone get along with each other in the future
"Good job." Qin Xiaolou took a look, nodded, and greeted him with a knife.
Swords intersect.
boom!
"Ah!"
Qin Xiaolou's howl was left in the sky.
He was swept away by a sword, flew over the high palace wall, flew far into the sky, and finally turned into a black spot and disappeared.
Gu Qingshan was stunned.
He hurriedly looked at the white goose and explained: "I don't use any strength, not even spiritual power."
The white goose suddenly laughed loudly, flapping its wings and said, "It's because he's too good. Besides, with the improvement of your realm, the earth sword has unsealed part of the power. It's not your fault."
The white goose said: "Well, your second senior brother was promoted by taking drugs, is it the sword skills... It seems that today is the fifth time since I decided to practice the sword, I have raised the sword?"
Gu Qingshan's head was full of black lines.
This is also called foundation building
Brother Xiaolou, how did you cultivate your cultivation? Can you put some thought into it like learning the six arts
In a quarter of an hour.
Qin Xiaolou sat aside with a bruised nose and a swollen face full of resentment.
Gu Qingshan held the ground sword, slowly dancing with each move.
"It turns out that after the breakthrough, I can use the earth sword to strike with a force of 60,000 jin." He murmured.
The white goose stood aside and said, "You have to learn to communicate with the earth sword with spiritual power, so that the sword can know your thoughts and feel your emotions."
"kindness."
Gu Qingshan responded, waved the ground sword, and continued to practice sword moves.
Every time he swung the long sword, the memory of using the sword in his memory awakened a little.
The faster he danced the sword, the faster his perception and cognition in the way of the sword would be remembered.
At this moment, Gu Qingshan is becoming stronger at a rapid speed.
I still remember in his previous life, he practiced sword for seven years, practiced like crazy, until the end he only had one sword in his heart.
One day, when he was fighting on the front line, he suddenly saw one of the three saints, Master Suiyang, fighting with the demon saint.
No matter how the monsters use all kinds of tricks, the master of mourning is just one move to meet the enemy.
Gu Qingshan looked at it, and suddenly realized the reality of the sword move.
All the sword tactics, at the end, are just changes in moves and strength.
He comprehended his own true sword intent.
From then on, Gu Qingshan gradually became outstanding, climbed to the peak step by step, and achieved the position of Sword Immortal.
In this life, with the awakening of the sword art, Gu Qingshan's progress can be described as a thousand miles a day.
The white goose looked at it, and suddenly narrowed its eyes.
It murmured softly: "Sword skills have improved rapidly, a bit like Qin Xiaolou's talent in the Six Arts. It seems that he is really a natural talent for using swords."
In the afternoon, Qin Xiaolou finally couldn't bear it, and jumped out again to challenge Gu Qingshan.
As a senior brother, it is really embarrassing to lose at the hands of a junior brother.
What's more, Gu Qingshan has just established the foundation, and his realm is lower than his own. If he can't beat it, it will be too shameful.
The two of them went through a few moves, Gu Qingshan lightly slashed Qin Xiaolou's long saber with his sword.
Qin Xiaolou was startled, laughed three times, and sighed three times, then went to pick up the long knife.
The white goose wondered, "What were you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing," Qin Xiaolou said, "In our sect, you are a goose. I don't like to practice, and Xiuxiu is still young. Now that there is a third junior brother named Jianxiu, there is finally someone to support the facade."
The white goose asked again: "Then why are you sighing?"
Qin Xiaolou walked up to the white goose with the knife in his hand, and said, "Brother, I remember you gave me a book of peerless swords."
"En." White Goose said.
"I don't know where to throw it, can you give me another copy." Qin Xiaolou said.
"You want more? What are you going to do?" the white goose asked.
"Practice." Qin Xiaolou said.
The white goose's eyes widened in disbelief.
It did not know where to find a jade slip and handed it over.
Qin Xiaolou took the jade slips and said: "It doesn't matter if I lose to Qingshan, but now that I have Qingshan, if I continue to be lazy all day long, people will be able to see that his cultivation base is higher than mine in the future."
"It doesn't matter that he has a higher cultivation base than me, but in this way, it seems that the master has a problem with his vision and picked such an incompetent apprentice like me."
"That's not okay, no one can say anything wrong with my master."
"I have to work hard, at least on the Dao of the sword, so that people can see it."
"It's not too late for me to be lazy by then."
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, Junior Sister, I have decided to retreat for a while."
As he said that, he thought about the jade slip, and walked away in high spirits.
There was a moment of silence in the open space at the entrance of the palace.
Gu Qingshan praised: "Second Senior Brother is not bad."
Xiuxiu also nodded and said, "Just now I thought he was a bit handsome."
The white goose snorted, with relief in his eyes.
"This kid has finally grown up."
The white goose said: "Qingshan, you did a great job, next time you fight Xiaolou, you can use five points of strength."
Xiuxiu asked in surprise: "What? Just now the third senior brother didn't use all his strength?"
The white goose glanced at Gu Qingshan, and said: "He only uses three parts of his strength."
Seeing that Gu Qingshan was a bit embarrassed, the white goose said: "It doesn't matter, stab him again, I found that he is the type of coaxing him to leave."
"Okay," Gu Qingshan sighed, and said, "It's embarrassing to hit him like this because he eats his spiritual food all day long."
"Speaking of food," Xiuxiu asked suddenly, "Second senior brother is in retreat, what should we eat?"
There was an unspeakable silence.
The three fell into deep thought.
The white goose suddenly said: "No, I have to tell him that you can't forget to cook even in seclusion."
Saying that, the white goose flapped its wings and flew away.