Li Mochou was in great pain, and even blamed herself a little, but it was hard to express her anger at "Danyangzi" Ma Yu.
"Elder brother, if you think about it again, is there really no other way to get in?"
Qiu Chuji also knew that his question was a bit redundant, but besides that, there was nothing he could do.
"Junior Brother Qiu, if there was any way, would Brother Yu still sit here?"
Ma Yu really regrets now, not regretting letting Guo Mo in, but regretting that he ignored Guo Mo's identity.
Perhaps as a martial arts man, he values Guo Mo's strength and qualifications more. This is a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in hundreds of years!
However, Guo Mo is no longer the talented boy in the desert back then. He is His Highness King Yan of the Song Dynasty with more than 200,000 powerful troops.
Ma Yu could imagine that if Guo Mo really had an accident here, perhaps the great situation of the Song Dynasty would be ruined.
"Taoist Master Ma, there is no need for you to blame yourself. I think His Majesty and others have their own destiny."
"I heard from my eldest sister that when he was practicing Qigong in the past, he had been in samadhi for dozens of days. We just have to wait patiently."
Although Li Mochou's words failed to completely convince Ma Yu, they did give everyone a little more hope.
But, on the 10th, 20th...
Another month has passed, and the stone gate is still the same stone gate, cold and motionless.
...
Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Li Mochou were waiting anxiously outside, but at this time Guo Mo fell into a reality that seemed like an illusion.
Since he started visualizing the fifth picture that day, Guo Mo has been constantly affirming and denying himself. In his mind, it seems that there are two villains quarreling and debating fiercely.
In the end, no one could defeat the other, and the stalemate continued. In the end, Guo Mo was dragged over to act as the go-between.
A little man told him a set of martial arts theories and demonstrated each move. Guo Mo could tell that this was a set of palm techniques.
Before he could finish understanding, another villain pulled him over, severely criticized the previous villain, and then told him his own theory and moves.
Before Guo Mo could understand and digest it, he was pulled over by the previous villain again...
In this way, Guo Mo was constantly fed various weird theories by these two little people in his mind, and the moves were explained countless times in turn.
What made Guo Mo depressed was that the moves they talked about never seemed to be repeated.
What was even more depressing was that when Guo Mo wanted to calm down and summarize it carefully, he found that his mind was blank.
In the end, the two villains failed to convince each other, so they simply stopped talking and started to fight in Guo Mo's mind.
At the beginning, a little man used the "Sunset Palm" created by Guo Mo. Guo Mo was naturally familiar with every move.
Another villain seemed to be using tricks that the two of them had just explained to Guo Mo, but it didn't seem to be the case.
Anyway, the two of them talked so much that Guo Mo's head was about to explode. How could he remember so many disorganized moves?
After fighting, the two of them actually exchanged moves, and the other villain used the "Sunset Palm", while the previous one used those chaotic moves.
The two of them didn't seem to know what fatigue was when they started to move. Guo Mo clearly remembered that he had already calculated three thousand moves for them...
Just when Guo Mo felt a little tired of aesthetics, he suddenly discovered that the two men's moves had changed again, and they actually started to use "Rising Sun and Sunset Palm" at the same time.
Moreover, one uses the "Chaoyang Palm", which means Chaoyang is good at attacking and has overwhelming power.
The other uses "Sunset Palm", Sunset is good at defense, uses softness to overcome hardness, and uses defense instead of attack.
Guo Mo suddenly became more energetic. He wanted to see what his two sets of palm skills, which were completely opposite but complementary to each other, would look like when they faced off against each other.
What surprised Guo Mo was that the two men's clever attacks and dodges amazed even him.
It turns out that "rising sun" and "setting sun" can still be used in this way?
Today's "rising sun" is not yesterday's "sunset", and today's "sunset" will inevitably become tomorrow's "rising sun".
It starts again and again; it rises in the east and falls in the west, and the cycle goes back and forth.
This is the endless life, this is the avenue of the world, this is the eternity of all things!
Why search for all kinds of dharma, why bother to work hard to achieve it alone? It turns out that everything is by your side, within a moment, within an inch.
Looking at the two villains fighting in the field, they still used the same set of "Rising Sun Palm" and "Sunset Palm", but Guo Mo no longer recognized the moves they used.
It's not a complete stranger, it can only be said to be vague and familiar.
When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring passes and the human world changes.
As the two little people once again tried their best, and after a bloody fight, the two little people were like water curtains, and they shattered with a "pop-" sound.
Dissipated in the void, as if it had never appeared before, Guo Mo opened his eyes.
I have been visualizing the fifth picture in front of me. When did I close my eyes?
Guo Mo was a little puzzled, but found that his limbs were a little stiff.
What's going on here?
Since he began to practice the "Quan Zhen Xin Technique" that year, Guo Mo has often meditated. Especially after completing the "Nine Yang Divine Art", he was still full of energy even if he sat for more than ten days in a row.
The most exaggerated time was when I was in the "Dragon Gate Inn" in Xixia that year. I sat there for six or six times, and I had never been as embarrassed as I am now.
Guo Mo closed his eyes again, but he could clearly feel his pulse beating, his blood flowing, and even the movement of Qi in his body, he seemed to be able to "see" its trajectory.
How did I do it?
Where do you get the "eyes" that can "see" these things?
However, at this time, Guo Mo's limbs were stiff, and there seemed to be a layer of dust on his body. As if he felt something, he touched his face with difficulty.
At some point, Guo Mo actually had a beard. Looking at this length, he had not rested for at least two months, right?
Guo Mo mobilized the zhenqi in his body and followed the route of the "Nine Yang Divine Art", and then his whole body regained its previous flexibility.
This once again made Guo Mo feel surprised. Ever since the "Nine Yang Divine Art" was completed, it has been running on its own and endlessly. Why was it forced to terminate this time?
He had many questions, but no one could answer them.
There is just one thing Guo Mo can confirm, he has made a breakthrough.
In other words, Guo Mo has now completely reached the "innate realm"!
Gently stretch out your right hand and secretly move Qi into the palm of your hand. It seems that you can see a group of light gray gas slowly condensing in the palm of your hand, but it does not gather or disperse, and is looming.
Moving his ears, Guo Mo could hear the sound of water flowing in the heart of the mountain. Looking further outside, he could hear the sound of grass and trees being blown, and there was a fluttering sound.
It turned out that it was snowing.
Is this innate?
What is thought in the mind appears in form; what is heard by the ears is as seen by the eyes.
Guo Mo felt that the true qi in his body could no longer be called true "qi". It seemed that it was condensing into frost all the time, but it was running at the speed of a snail in his body.
It seems like a child who has just started to practice internal skills. Apart from being full of vitality, there is no deterrent effect at all.
“Compared with the current set of palm techniques, the previous ones were either ‘rising sun’, ‘sunset sun’, or ‘rising sun setting sun’, which are really a bit superficial——”
Thinking of this set of palm skills in his mind, Guo Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional, but he couldn't identify the grade of this set of palm skills.
It shouldn’t be considered an “innate” skill, right?
In the dark, there seems to be some force suppressing it, preventing this palm technique from completing its final transformation.
At least it can be regarded as a set of "half-step innate" exercises, and some people with great luck may be able to advance to the "innate realm" by relying on this exercise.
This is Guo Mo's final definition of this palm technique, which is specious but just right.
It is said to be a set of palm techniques, but in fact there are only twelve moves, corresponding to the twelve hours of the day.
Because this set of palm techniques evolved from the "Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palm", it will not be named separately and will still be included in the "Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palm".
It's just that the original "rising sun and setting sun palm" has been refined into layers.
"Rising Sun Palm" and "Sunset Palm", one attack and one defense, practice to great success, and you can reach the first-class level.
And the original "Sunset Palm", even if it achieves a balance of offense and defense, is at most "half-step to the top" level.
On this basis, adding these twelve additional moves can achieve "half-step innateness".
It's just that the requirements of trialists have also increased, and non-extreme masters can't go further. In other words, in the hands of ordinary martial arts people, it is just an ordinary showpiece.
As for his disciples, they cannot achieve the leap from "half-step to extreme" to "half-step to innate" with this complete "Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palm".
That's not something Guo Mo has to consider. Not everything can be handled by a master.
"Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal."
Guo Mo believes that even if he teaches the same things step by step, in a few years, the gap between these apprentices will be clear.
Moreover, as age and practice time increase, the difference in the talent limit of each person will become more obvious.
Guo Mo seemed to understand the true meaning of the "Green Lotus Sword Sutra" on the stone wall.
It is not an immutable existence, but a predestined person who realizes and obtains it by himself according to chance.
Maybe it was here that Wang Chongyang realized the "Innate Skill" and the "Golden Wild Goose Skill"?
Among the entire Quanzhen sect's martial arts, what struck Guo Mo as most magical was the "Jin Yan Gong" he had already learned, and the long-famous "Xiantian Kung".
In his opinion, "Jin Yan Gong" alone can allow people to break through to the first-class realm.
Maybe when the "Xiantian Kung Fu" is really practiced to a great extent, it should not be said that it reaches the Xiantian directly, but at least it should be "half-step to the Xiantian", right?
It's a pity that there are only two people in this world who have learned "Innate Skills", one is the late Wang Chongyang, and the other is the former Nan Emperor and the current Master Yideng.
Master Yideng seems to have been constrained by something. He only practiced "Xiantian Kung" but did not reach the state of great achievement.
Looking at the fifth picture in front of him, Guo Mo no longer felt anything. It was neither distracting nor arousing his interest in research.
It seems that its soul is dead.
Guo Mo stood up. He didn't know how much time had passed. He touched his belly, but he felt no hunger at all.
Guo Mo ignored the other patterns and words and went straight to the ninth picture.
This time, the restless feeling of true energy in the body is gone, and it is not as deep as when I first came here, as if it was just an ordinary pattern.
In fact, it is a set of patterns, so simple that it only has hands and feet, and the right hand also holds a long sword.
It seems that this is a set of sword techniques.
Sure enough, Guo Mo saw the word "Guiyuan" in the lower right corner of this set of patterns, which turned out to be "Guiyuan Sword Technique".
"When emptiness is extinguished, there is nothingness, and the three existences are restored.
There is no difference in the nature of return to origin, and there are many methods of convenience.
...
The sounds are mixed with language, but the words are full of meaning.
If one thing does not contain everything, how can one achieve enlightenment?
...
Even in the final tribulation, you will perish, but you can cultivate with this root.
Such is the true heart of those who are tactful and transcendent.”
...
What puzzles Guo Mo is, how does this swordsmanship contain the atmosphere of Buddhism?
Judging from the degree of weathering of the patterns and inscriptions on the stone wall, it should be no less than a thousand years ago, before Buddhism was introduced to China.
Could it be said that Buddha is the Tao, not a fantasy, but a real existence?
There are only three styles of "Guiyuan Sword Technique", namely: the beginning of man, the end of earth and earth, and the inexorable way of heaven.
Each style is divided into three moves, and three three equals nine, which is the ultimate number.
The name is simple and there are not many tricks, but it is very complicated. It took Guo Mo a long time to remember it.
Just forcing it to remember, Guo Mo had a hunch that it might take some time to understand and understand it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This time he is awake. Guo Mo estimates that at least three hours have passed. He is worried that if he stays here all the time, Ma Yu, the "Danyangzi" outside
I'll be waiting in a hurry.
I looked around again and found that there was nothing else available, so I came to the stone wall and bowed deeply to the four characters "Green Lotus Sword Sutra".
"Guo Mo, a latecomer, is lucky enough to be able to come here and get a glimpse of the sages' exercises. He will definitely use this method to benefit the people of the world and will not fall short of the sages' noble virtues."
Then, he bowed to all the surroundings and left the place.
The reason for the remaining patterns was not that Guo Mo didn't want to take a closer look, but that even though he had reached the "innate realm", he still couldn't break away from the previous shackles.
When martial arts has reached Guo Mo's current state, he is more sensitive to the communication between his heart and nature, and has a greater sense of awe towards unknown things.
After exiting this spacious cave, Guo Mo wanted to go back along the original path, but found that there was an extra road on the right.
Is it because I didn’t see it that night, or is it that the path I’m taking now is different from the path I was taking that night?
Now that I was planning to go out, I didn't want to leave with doubts, so I resolutely chose the new road on the right.
In the dark passage at the heart of the mountain, the light was still very poor, but Guo Mo could clearly see the potholes on the ground and the stripes on the stone walls on both sides.
This place is not natural, but is built artificially. What kind of people have such great efforts to build such a place?
The distance is roughly the same as when you came in, but the direction is exactly the opposite. When you see the light, you also enter a stone room.
This stone room was more like a piano room, because Guo Mo saw a guqin lying on a flat stone slab.
It's just that it's so old that this guqin has been completely weathered, as if it would turn into crumbs if touched lightly.
The stone slab on which the guqin is placed is facing the entrance of the cave outside.
Guo Mo could imagine that there was an elegant man playing the piano here, facing the drizzle outside the cave, which was a unique atmosphere.
Unfortunately, there was no drizzle outside the cave at this time, only drifting snow.
Guo Mo has never seen snow in Guanzhong. I wonder if it has been so heavy in previous years?
On the other side of the guqin, there is a "weapon" inlaid.
The reason why it is called a weapon is because its length is a bit weird.
If it is a sword, it is less than two feet long and much longer than an ordinary dagger. Perhaps it can also be called a "short sword".
In fact, it is more like a "broken sword", as if the complete sword has been cut in half.
The broken sword has no scabbard, and two words "Guiyuan" are clearly engraved on the hilt.
It's called "Guiyuan"? So is it used in conjunction with "Guiyuan Sword Technique"?
If it were another name, Guo Mo might not be so tempted unless it was one of those famous swords in Yu Nei.
However, the word "Guiyuan" on the hilt of the sword made Guo Mo feel like he couldn't stop at this moment.
He reached out to pick it up, only to find that the broken sword was not placed on the stone slab, but "inlaid" on it.
Guo Mo thought for a while, he didn't want to destroy the stone slab left by the sages just to get a sword.
He stretched out his right palm and bestowed the "Xian Zhen Qi" on it, and the adverse luck Qi formed an invisible vortex in the palm of his hand.
With this strong suction, the "Guiyuan" Broken Sword embedded in the stone slab was suddenly separated from the stone slab and was caught in Guo Mo's hand.
"What kind of material is this? Why is it so heavy?"
Guo Mo took the black iron sword from the "Sword Tomb" outside Xiangyang City. The size of the black iron sword was more than twice that of the "Guiyuan" broken sword, and the weight of the two seemed to be almost the same.
Although the "Guiyuan" Broken Sword is a bit heavy, for Guo Mo at this time, there is no issue of weight at all.
Not to mention that it only weighs a few dozen kilograms, even if it is a weapon weighing hundreds of kilograms, it will not affect the effect.
Before Guo Mo could play with it carefully, he heard bursts of collapse sounds coming from behind him.
"Oops--"
Guo Mo felt a strong sense of danger approaching, and without any time to think, he flew out of the cave.
This cave was indeed one of the two caves he saw outside. He entered from the one on the left, and the one on the right came out at this time.
No wonder, you can feel ventilation in the secret passage. It turns out that the two sides are originally connected.
You can tell the time when you arrive outside the cave. Even if there are snowflakes in the sky, you can tell that it has just passed noon.
The sound of collapse was still coming, and smoke and dust were even rising from the entrances of the two caves, as if the entire mountain was about to collapse.
"what to do?"
Guo Mo looked at the valley surrounded by mountains. With such depth, there was no safe place to hide.
Apart from the two caves just now, there is only the passage from which I came, but I had already explored it at that time and could not find the mechanism at all.
Guo Mo couldn't place his slim hope on going back to find the mechanism again, not to mention, looking at the speed at which the mountainside was collapsing in front of him, he wouldn't be left with much time at all.
"what to do?"
Guo Mo raised his head and saw the word "Qinglian" carved on the stone wall.
Entering this mysterious place, all the characters are written in Xiaozhuan, except for the word "Qinglian" here, which is written in official script.
The sight line is naturally better during the day than at night. At this time, facing this mountain wall, the big word "青" is not as neatly written as the word "Lian" if we are talking about calligraphy.
It obviously gives people a top-heavy feeling, and the three horizontal lines above the character "青" are not the normal long top and bottom, short in the middle.
Instead, the upper horizontal line is the shortest, the middle horizontal line is the second, and the lower horizontal line is the longest, which seems a bit nondescript.
Some are like...some are like the mountain wall facing them, and the vertical line in the middle seems to be drawn not from top to bottom, but from bottom to top.
"Could it be?..."
"Boom——"
There was a loud noise, and the caves and secret passages in the heart of the mountain had probably collapsed. The entire mountain on the left seemed to be falling down.
Guo Mo didn't have time to think carefully, "If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will die for tens of thousands of years." In this situation, is there a better choice?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Guo Mo used the "Golden Wild Goose Kung", jumped up more than ten feet high from the ground, and moved towards the mountain wall in front of him, landing just above the middle vertical root with the word "green".
Pointing your toes at the pit of the stone wall, you leaped up again...
Guo Mo didn't know how high the mountain wall was. What could be seen with the naked eye was at least over a hundred feet.
However, he had no choice at the moment. The entire mountain on the left might collapse and fill the entire valley.
After Guo Mo jumped up ten times in a row, the mountain on the left collapsed completely as expected.
The huge sound, together with the dust rising into the sky, made Guo Mo's ears instantly deaf.
Guo Mo hurriedly inserted the "Guiyuan" sword in his hand into the mountain wall, closed his eyes in time, held his breath, held his head with his left hand to cover his ears, and pressed his whole body tightly against the mountain wall.
There were still sounds of collapse, and even the mountain wall Guo Mo was clinging to could feel huge tremors.
"This mountain won't collapse too, right?"
Guo Mo came in through the secret passage of this mountain, which was closely connected to the collapsed mountain on the left at an 80- or 90-degree angle.
If the mountain he is attached to collapses, Guo Mo has no confidence to save his life in the face of such a huge disaster.
Time passed bit by bit, and Guo Mo just hung himself in the air with the hilt of the "Guiyuan" sword.
When the smoke gradually dispersed, Guo Mo let go of his left arm, and a thick layer of dust fell from his head.
It's so dangerous, if it stays in the Jue Valley, it will definitely be buried deep inside.
Even if it was the case, Guo Mo still seemed to have crawled out of the sand, his face was covered with dust, his nose was full of dust, and he could hardly breathe without choking.
If he died here, would he become the most useless "innate" master in the history of martial arts?
After another quarter of an hour, Guo Mo's six senses returned to normal.
Glancing down, he saw that he had risen some twenty feet, but was only about three feet away from the collapsed mountain peak.
It's really a dangerous situation. If you don't jump up once or twice, you'll have to deal with it here.
Guo Mo didn't dare to stop, so he drew out the "Guiyuan" sword with all his strength, took a breath and leaped upward again.
Unexpectedly, the mountain peak was so high. It took Guo Mo more than an hour from the first jump to finally reaching the top of the mountain.
After climbing halfway up, the mountain above became relatively gentle. With a slope of sixty or seventy, Guo Mo was able to climb up slowly and steadily.
It feels so good to have the rest of the life after the disaster, but Guo Mo feels a little regretful.
Because of his appearance, he destroyed the precious martial arts left by the sages here.
Between this life and death, Guo Mo's state of mind seemed to have been sublimated.
There was still snow in the sky, and Guo Mo had escaped from the dead. There was no need for Guo Mo to choose a steep place. Instead, he walked slowly down the mountain.
It was quite a long way out, and by the time he saw her again, it was already early in the morning the next day, and he had walked for half a day and a whole night.
The snow had gradually stopped at this time, and Guo Mo didn't know where he had gone.
There is also a mountain village ahead. It is still early in the morning and it is very cold. The villagers are still sleeping in bed.
Guo Mo was lucky. After entering the village, he met a middle-aged man who was going to the mountains to hunt.
The mountains are covered by heavy snow, but experienced hunters can still find those small animals hiding in hiding. If they are lucky, they can also pick up frozen prey for free.
When the middle-aged man saw Guo Mo walking towards him, he was immediately frightened and froze.
Guo Mo's appearance is certainly worthy of the audience, but his current appearance is a bit weird.
I was knocked down by a mountain earlier, experienced a harsh baptism of dust, and walked all night in the snow, and my whole body was extremely dirty.
The key is that Guo Mo was still carrying two swords at this time. The "Red Sky" sword was slung on his back, but he was holding the "Guiyuan" broken sword in his hand, and it was without a scabbard.
"I've invited this eldest brother. I'm from out of town. I got lost in the mountains on a snowy day. I've been walking for a day and a night before I came to this village."
"May I ask, how far is it from Zhongnan Mountain's Chongyang Palace?"
Although he looked a little strange, he was still polite when he heard Guo Mo speak, so the middle-aged farmer calmed down a little.
"You want to go to the Chongyang Palace? But you are going in the opposite direction. If you continue walking in this direction, you will go towards Huashan Mountain."
The farmer's elder brother was still a warm-hearted man. Seeing Guo Mo's embarrassed look, he let him go directly to his home.
Guo Mo wasn't very hungry. The key was that he was covered in mud. Even if he couldn't take a comfortable bath, he could at least wash his face and clean his hair.
The farmer's elder brother scooped up a bowl of hot water, and Guo Mo drank it until his stomach felt a little warmer.
"Brother, I'm really sorry. I don't have much food at home. I was just preparing to go into the mountains to try my luck. I didn't expect to meet you before I left the village."
"After a while, you will leave this village. On the way you came, there is a small road on the left. Walk around the mountains in front of you. There will be a town about thirty miles away. You can buy food and drink there."
"The town is still more than sixty miles away from the Chongyang Palace, but they are all on major roads, so it will be much easier to walk."
I actually went astray for hundreds of miles?
After finding out the way, Guo Mo left. Before leaving, he took out ten taels of silver from his arms and gave it to the farmer's brother, who was so frightened that he repeatedly said, "I can't do it."
How has a farmer in a mountain village ever seen such a large ingot of silver?
Guo Mo didn't talk nonsense to him, just threw the money to him, turned around and left.
After a long while, the farmer's elder brother finally regained his composure. Looking at the white flowers and heavy 10 taels of silver in his hand, he still couldn't believe that what just happened was true.
Sure enough, the farmer brother didn't lie. Following the route he pointed out, we arrived at the town more than an hour later.
It must have been the blessing of the "Double Ninth Palace". The endless stream of people who came to offer incense and pay homage to the mountain brought vitality and financial resources to the town.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is an inn at the entrance of the town. The grade and specifications cannot be too particular. Guo Mo asked for a room and asked the waiter to prepare hot water for a bath.
I gave him five taels of silver to buy some clothes for me.
Unfortunately, there are no ready-to-wear shops in the town.
"Sir, you see, this is a new set of clothes that I just made for the Chinese New Year. I was too busy to wear them. If you don't mind, just make do with them."
The waiter brought a package and took out a set of taupe clothes. It was indeed new and unworn, and even the traces of ironing were still there.
Guo Mo thanked the waiter, and of course the five taels of silver belonged to him.
The problem is, Guo Mo just got an amazing piece of information from the waiter's words.
"Why is it that the New Year is already over? Did you come to the Chongyang Palace just after the beginning of winter?"
This was a bit of fun. From the beginning of winter to the Chinese New Year, that is to say, the beginning of spring has passed. Did I stay in that cave for three months?
"Little brother, did you just say New Year? What day is it now?"
Guo Mo couldn't believe his own judgment, so he still asked what was on his mind.
At this point, the waiter in the shop was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Guo Mo and thought to himself, "Is there anything wrong with this guy's brain? He doesn't know what day it is now?"
After thinking about it, he said in a pleasant tone.
"Your Majesty, you may be too busy. We just arrived at Powu today, and it looks like this year is about to end."
Sure enough, I was right. It was already the fifth day of the first lunar month, and I had really stayed there for more than three months.
The question is, why did it take so long?
It’s simply unimaginable that you can live well without eating or drinking, right?
After Guo Mo took a shower and changed clothes, he simply had a meal in the restaurant.
Now that he has reached the "innate realm", he has actually entered the state of Bigu.
It's just that years of eating habits made Guo Mo feel that it was better to keep such a ritual, otherwise wouldn't he be a little out of place?
It was almost noon after dinner, and after confirming with the waiter again, I found out that this place is more than 60 miles away from the "Chongyang Palace", but only more than 40 miles away from the "Enlightenment Palace".
The three are in a triangular distribution. Fortunately, Guo Moduo asked, otherwise he would have gone down the wrong path again.
Before leaving, Guo Mo asked the waiter in the shop to find a piece of discarded furoshiki for him and wrap the broken "Guiyuan" sword in his hand.
Holding an exposed broken sword will have a bad impact after all.
Guo Mo planned to go to the "Incarnation Palace" to take a look first. He had been "missing" for three months, which might cause some unnecessary trouble.
As everyone knows, Guo Mo still thought wrong.
It's not just some trouble, it's a big trouble.
As early as a month ago, when Guo Mo disappeared for two months, Li Mochou couldn't bear the pressure and had to fly to Chang'an City in person to meet with the Commander-in-Chief of the "Jingnan Army" stationed there.
Guo Jing.
This is Guo Mo's eldest brother. His younger brother has been missing for two months. You have to tell his family, right?
Two months into winter, the weather in Guanzhong was unforgiving, so Guo Jing gradually stopped going out for training.
After only a few months of training, the newly recruited 20,000 "Jingnan Army" were enough to be sent to the battlefield. The key point is that these are not complete recruits. Most of them are selected from the original Jin soldiers.
Guo Jing was discussing matters in Wei Liaoweng's house, and Li Mochou came over.
"Miss Li, what's wrong with you? Where is my second brother?"
Looking at Li Mochou in front of him, Guo Jing had a premonition that something was wrong.
At this time, Li Mochou still had the charm of one of the "Three Beauties of the Martial Arts". Her face was haggard, her eye sockets were sunken, and she hadn't even bothered to change her clothes for half a month.
"Brother Guo, His Highness..."
Seeing Guo Jing, Li Mochou's inner defense finally collapsed and she collapsed to the ground. Before she could finish her words, she burst into tears.
This time, Guo Jing and Wei Liaowen were frightened in the room.
Guo Jing didn't care about the defense between men and women, and quickly walked over to help Li Mochou up, and injected a burst of infuriating energy to calm her down.
"Brother Guo, please go to the Quanzhen Sect and have a look. Your Highness...is missing——"