Chapter 13 Unintentionally Learned the Nine-style Sword, Mysterious Dragon Character Map
Under the eaves, Mo Wanyun looked curiously at this secluded courtyard. The courtyard was much better than she had imagined. There was a well, a spiritual field, and most importantly, a very cute little wooden tree.
Tiger.
"Ha, I'm sitting on the Cerebellar Axe!"
Mo Wanyun was immediately attracted by the cute four-legged wooden tiger. He jumped on it and shook the horns on the wooden tiger's head with his two jade hands.
"Little loach, this is fun."
Gu Yusheng looked at Miss Mo on the small wooden tiger, and cautiously approached to protect her.
"Be careful, don't break it."
Mo Wanyun snorted coldly.
"mean."
Gu Yusheng did not explain, turned around and walked into the house, placed a few pieces of peach blossom cakes in a bamboo basket, took a cup of peach blossom honey soaked in a bamboo tube, walked to Xiao Muhu, and asked:
"Miss Mo, do you want to eat?"
Mo Wanyun nodded, took a bite of the peach blossom cake, choked a little, picked up the peach blossom honey stuffing, took a sip, and wiped his mouth with his small hand.
"Hey, Gu Yusheng, this is what you treat guests with."
Gu Yusheng took a piece of cake from the bamboo basket, chewed it carefully, and said: "This is the best here. Of course, Miss Mo is a rich person, so naturally she can't get used to it. Fortunately, you are not me.
Don’t suffer like this.”
Finished.
Gu Yusheng grasped the wooden sword tightly again and stabbed it at the peach blossom in the small courtyard.
Mo Wanyun pursed his lips, looked at the back of the young man stabbing his sword in the rain, pursed his lips, looked back, and stared at the peach blossom cake and peach blossom honey wine in his hands.
She wanted to tell the boy that the cake and honey wine were both good.
But when she saw that the young man was concentrating, she was left out in the cold. She put down the cake in her hand angrily and muttered: "Do you have to practice your sword like this? It's raining."
The young man turned back and said with a smile: "I'm used to it. If I miss one sword today, I'll have to punish myself with a hundred swords tomorrow. Calculating this way, it's more cost-effective to complete it every day. Miss Mo, please do as you please."
"boring."
Mo Wanyun saw the slanting rain blowing on the young man's stubborn face, and every sword in his hand was not thrust out perfunctorily. She watched several swords, and her eyes gradually became brighter.
In the past few days, she has also been practicing the Yunshui Sword Art. She is very talented and has mastered the essence of the Yunshui Sword Art. However, she has not mastered the essence of one of the moves, "Turn Clouds and Rain". Suddenly she saw the spring rain along the edge.
The young man's wooden sword moved quickly, falling like big beads and small beads. The essence of the sword was hidden in the subtleties.
Isn't it a sword move that she can't understand?
"So that's it!"
Mo Wan Yun's face was filled with joy, and he wanted to share the joy with the boy, but he saw that the boy's feet were in the mud, and his clothes were soaked. His focused and almost obsessed eyes made Mo Wan Yun more and more curious about this boy for the first time.
.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
He took out a few pages of paper from Yunxiu and hung them on the wall of the small courtyard. He also took the book that was just hanging above his head and read quietly.
It’s strange to say that I couldn’t read the book at all on weekdays, but today in this spring rain and thunder, I found it interesting and I didn’t feel sleepy while reading it.
Something like this.
The young man who devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship and the cardamom girl holding a sage's book were killing time in the small courtyard.
The spring rain showed no sign of stopping, but instead became heavier.
The boy finally completed his goal for the day, turned around and found a pair of eyes staring at him through a book.
"Hey, little loach, do you know how to read?"
Gu Yusheng walked into the wooden house, changed his clothes, stuck half of his head out of the window through a wall, and said seriously: "Get to know some."
"Really or not?"
"real."
Gu Yusheng said again, pointing to the little wooden tiger beside the table.
"I used to read on it every day."
"Yeah?"
Mo Wanyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put the book in his hand into a beautiful storage bag, and replaced it with an old and yellowed book.
When Gu Yusheng came out, she opened the first page of the book, pointed with her finger, and said, "Do you recognize this word?"
Gu Yusheng took a look. On the old book, there was a pattern of blue waves like the sea. It was outlined with a few strokes. It appeared on the paper. Under the pattern, there was a font that had not been circulated. This font, Gu Yusheng
When Yu Sheng was a child, he saw an ancient tortoise shell with only a few crosses on it. Gu Yusheng once asked his father Gu Bai, who taught him all these characters, but warned him not to mention them to anyone.
"Humph, I just said I didn't know him, and you said you were literate."
Mo Wanyun looked a little proud. In fact, she didn't recognize any of the words in this book. She found it accidentally from the middle of a famous book of a great Confucianism in the past few days.
Gu Yusheng was young after all, and Gu Bai's death was like an elongated figure. He was in the shadow covered by the figure. It had a profound impact on Gu Yusheng. The girl sitting on the wooden tiger spoke to him with words, and he also had a feeling in his heart.
With a bit of a competitive spirit, he said: "This character is pronounced '縠', which is the most primitive sound among the ancient dragon clan. It means the dragon's swallowing and breathing, like a rushing river, stretching endlessly."
"ah?"
Mo Wanyun was doubtful.
Gu Yusheng came closer to Mo Wanyun, pointed to the pattern on the yellowed book, and said, "Look, the meaning of this picture is what this word is intended to express."
"oh."
Mo Wanyun turned to the second page and saw that the characters on it were extremely complicated, consisting of several dragons, winds, and thunders. There were nearly a hundred paintings, and the characters were even larger than that one painting.
"Don't you recognize this word?"
Gu Yusheng said: "This word seems complicated, but its meaning is very simple. It is pronounced as 'Qian', which means that the changes in the sky, the power of wind and thunder, will eventually merge into one, which means hidden."
"What about this?"
Mo Wanyun also took the test on Gu Yusheng, and Gu Yusheng happened to know them all.
"This book is so strange."
Mo Wanyun muttered, and she raised her head, only to find that Gu Yusheng was looking at her with a pair of clear eyes. They had been reading just now, and the two of them had been very close to each other unknowingly.
Young people are young and ignorant.
Mo Wanyun was already aware of the hazy feeling, and his face suddenly turned red.
She closed the book and stared at Gu Yusheng fiercely.
"Give me my stuff back."
Gu Yusheng pretended not to know.
"Miss Mo, I didn't take it."
"You must have taken it."
Mo Wanyun climbed down from the small wooden tiger.
"If you don't repay me for one day, I will come to disturb you every day and prevent you from practicing your sword in peace."
After saying that, she was about to walk into the rain.
"Wait a moment."
Gu Yusheng called Mo Wanyun to stop.
"What are you doing?"
Mo Wanyun turned around, but found that the rain above her head had not fallen. She raised her head and stared, and the young man was holding an umbrella for her.
"This way you won't get wet."
"If you don't return my things, I won't return your umbrella either!"
Mo Wanyun walked into the rain and looked back at Gu Yusheng slyly.
Gu Yusheng only thought that the girl holding an umbrella in the rain looked particularly beautiful. He said calmly: "Then I won't return it."
Mo Wanyun didn't know what to say in response to get back the situation. He took a few steps forward. Feeling really angry, he quickly walked up to Gu Yusheng, raised his foot and stepped on Gu Yusheng's instep.
In Gu Yusheng's stunned eyes, the girl looked proud, her voice sounded like a bell in the rain, and she ran into the rain holding an umbrella.
The figure gradually faded away.
Gu Yusheng stared at it for a long time.
After a while, there was a hissing sound.
Afterwards, I felt some pain in the instep.
He felt an inexplicable sense of loss, but when he turned around, he saw a few pieces of paper hanging on the wall.
"Miss Mo, you left something behind."
Gu Yusheng shouted, but the naughty figure was nowhere to be seen.
Gu Yusheng was afraid that the paper would get wet due to wind and rain, so he was about to put it away when his eyes passed over the pattern on the paper, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
On the paper, there were paintings of small figures holding a wooden branch. When the wind blew the paper, the patterns seemed to come alive and quickly reverberated in Gu Yusheng's mind.
"Is this... a sword move?"
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, with a look of disbelief on his face. He had no intention of stealing, but the sword moves on the paper seemed to be blown into his mind by a gust of wind, and they were constantly flipped, forming a total of nine sword moves.
Each sword move is not complicated, but the secrets hidden in it are as varied as a drop in the ocean.
Thinking of this, Gu Yusheng almost instinctively held the wooden sword and practiced the sword moves that echoed in his mind one by one in the small courtyard.
Every move is like writing a word.
Gu Yusheng practiced it three times and realized several or even dozens of subtle changes in each pose.
"This should be painted by Mr. Mo who endorsed Qingyun."
Gu Yusheng put away the wooden sword and saluted the sword moves on the wall. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
He had no way to cultivate, and now he accidentally learned the sword moves on the paper. For him, it was an opportunity.
The sky is getting dark.
The rain outside the window hits the banana trees.
Gu Yusheng brewed peach blossom wine in his spare time. After finishing his chores, he took off the wine gourd hanging on the bedside, secretly opened the wine cork, and took a gentle sniff. A rich aroma of wine hit his nose. Gu Yusheng looked overjoyed. After these few days
The precipitation of the sky, this spiritual gourd absorbs enough vitality of heaven and earth, and the wine contains mysterious power.
Gudu.
Gudu.
Gu Yusheng drank all the wine in one breath, and just as he was about to fill it up, an unprecedented hot breath suddenly rose in his belly. For a moment, his body was like a burning fire, causing incomparable pain.
"this!"
Gu Yusheng looked horrified.
It stands to reason that he has figured out the cycle of Linghu accumulating the vitality of heaven and earth, and it takes about seven days to reach its most concentrated state.
Last time, there was not such strong and violent energy.
"What's going on?"
Gu Yusheng didn't have time to think, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly ran the Taiqing Yuantai Spirit Yin Jue, guiding this violent force to flow into Dantian and cast Yuantai.
But this force is too powerful, and it collides wantonly in the body. Gu Yusheng has not yet cast the Yuan Fei, and naturally has not opened the meridians. The meridians and acupuncture points in the body have not yet been opened. The terrifying energy is in Gu Yusheng's Dantian.
Nine silver lines were formed everywhere, and the cyan Yuan Tiang Qi turned into fireflies little by little, showing the exclusive silver color of the second-grade Yuan Ti. But even so, Gu Yusheng was still sweating profusely and could not control this wave.
strength.
Click.
Click.
Gu Yusheng heard the sound of his own bones.
The blood vessels in my arms were swollen like earthworms.
"Too careless."
Gu Yusheng felt that his breathing was like puffing up fireworks.
He was about to lose control of his body, and his consciousness was about to be swallowed up by the violent power.
But at this moment, Gu Yusheng was in a blissful state of mind. In his mind, he inexplicably remembered the pictures in the yellowed book and the ancient words.
In a trance.
Gu Yusheng suddenly understood.
The dragon characters and patterns on that book seem to be a profound breathing technique, or in other words, an ancient dragon cultivation method.
Forced by the situation.
Gu Yusheng had no time to think.
When he looked at the first word in the book, his body was like a black dragon, and his breath was like the rising clouds in the river and sea, with magnificent waves.