Chapter 9 The rest of my life is like a cage, swinging a sword against peach blossoms
In the Palace of Things, when Gu Yusheng arrived, there were not many people inside and outside the hall. Some people sighed, obviously they did not receive a suitable task. In addition, Qingyun Sect recruited more new disciples this time than in previous years, and the sect lacked resources.
, many tasks are still very challenging for new disciples.
Tasks such as delivering a message to an elder of the sect or helping to take care of a spiritual pet will naturally be taken over by others, while some tasks such as hunting monsters and hunting monsters are challenging.
He was picked up by some disciples from the sect who were already practicing when they entered the mountain.
Gu Yusheng was a few years younger than the other disciples. His thin figure walked into the large hall of things. The deacon elder had long been lying behind the counter and taking a nap. People who practice are the most annoying to be disturbed, so when Gu Yusheng came in, of course there was no trace of anything.
People will communicate with him. All newly released sect tasks are hung on the wall behind the counter. If they are circled, it means that they have been taken over.
Gu Yusheng was only a head taller than the counter. He looked up for a while and found that the few remaining tasks were all very challenging. They either helped to find rare treasures or required ferocious monsters.
Gu Yusheng didn't think he had the ability to kill monsters that no one else could take on.
Suddenly, Gu Yusheng's eyes fell on a mission plaque on the wall. The handwriting on it was different from the other plaques. It read crookedly: Find fine wine and reward the sect with one hundred points for its contribution.
Most of the sect contribution points for other tasks are within twenty.
The task card was originally marked with a circle, but later it was marked with more than a dozen crosses.
Many people have taken on this task, but have they all failed?
Gu Yusheng was slightly startled, then raised his hands and said, "Junior Gu Yusheng is harassing senior Qing Xiu, can I still accept this task of 'finding fine wine'?"
The old man opened his sparse eyes and did not see Gu Yusheng at first sight. Gu Yusheng subconsciously took a few steps back and saluted again.
"Can."
The old man looked cold.
Casually put the two tokens for accepting tasks beside the counter.
"Just write down the number of the task you applied for."
"Thank you, senior."
Gu Yusheng took the sign. There was a rope hanging on the counter with a writing brush. He raised his arm with difficulty to hold the writing brush, and wrote the three words "Renxu Six" squarely above the task token. Although the writing posture was
It's a bit difficult, but the handwriting is very good.
The old man was a little surprised. He glanced at the young man with his drooped eyelids and asked, "Gu Bai's son?"
Gu Yusheng nodded and said solemnly: "Senior, yes."
The old man's eyes were calm, and he did not look at Yu Sheng with colored eyes like others. "The probability of failure of this mission is very high. Even the royal wine of the Daxuan Dynasty failed to pass. Why don't you get another one to avoid running back and forth?"
Yes, this task must be returned within a month, regardless of whether it fails or not."
Gu Yusheng held up his hands and said: "Senior, I once saw my father brewing peach blossom wine, so I want to try it. If it fails, I will bother you again."
"Go ahead."
The old man waved his hand and watched Gu Yusheng walk out of the hall.
He stared at the words on the receipt card and sighed: "A polite little guy, his words also have some character, but it's a pity..."
The afterglow of the setting sun reflects on the mountain forest path.
The peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain are in bloom, and those at the top are in bud.
Peach blossom forest, quiet courtyard.
A young man with slightly loose clothes is holding a wooden sword in the courtyard and stabbing forward.
Today's trip to the martial arts field was the day when Gu Yusheng learned the most knowledge after entering the Qingyun Sect. He still remembered the scene where Yu Qingshan, who was carrying a sword, used the hilt as the tip of the sword to cut down the thin cracks in the bluestone and the light was shocking.
The wooden sword in his hand thrust forward.
The tip of the sword pointed at a peach blossom tree in the small courtyard.
There is no sword light or sword shadow.
Although his body has condensed Yuan Fei Qi, he still doesn't know how to use it.
Yu Qingshan didn't teach him a single move, he just told him this sword thousands of times.
Gu Yusheng is also a persistent person. He believes that a man with a sword will not lie to him.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The wooden sword thrust out one after another.
Aim at a peach blossom.
When the sword moves, the flower does not move.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected a few mottled rays, falling on the handsome face of the young man.
The sweat that broke out turned into drops of crystal pearls falling into the mud as the sword was swung.
Gu Yusheng had this sword in his heart and practiced it sincerely. When he was young, Gu Bai once said to him with a book, as the ancients said, "Everything will be successful if it is predicted, and it will be ruined if it is not predicted."
Even though the peach blossoms remained motionless, Gu Yusheng still wielded his sword for two hours.
When the sky turned dark and the candlelight illuminated the peach blossom branches, Gu Yusheng put away the wooden sword and washed the sweat from his face with water. A full smile appeared on the corner of Gu Yusheng's mouth. Just now, the wooden sword in his hand could already swing a ray.
Sword Qi, and this ray of sword Qi was what he tried to combine with the secret of condensing the Yuan Fei after waving the wooden sword again and again.
His body was extremely tired, and after eating casually, Gu Yusheng began to condense Yuan Fei as usual.
After a while, Gu Yusheng showed a look of doubt on his face. The speed of condensing Yuan Fei Qi tonight seemed to be much faster than usual.
The next morning.
Gu Yusheng carried a bamboo basket and picked a basket of peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest. He also picked some wild fruits from the mountains and placed them by the stream to make wine in his spare time. Although he had a peculiar gourd, Gu Yusheng entered Qingyunmen.
After being left out in the cold, he knew that the Qingyun Sect was also looking at the wolves and he had to be cautious in everything. When he was a child, he learned to make peach blossom wine. This time he was tasked with finding good wine. He had already made plans to pick some peach blossoms first, and then
He searched for some common elixirs in the mountains and mixed them with them. After waiting for the last few days, he put the wine in a gourd and left it overnight, and finally handed it over.
The most urgent thing at the moment is condensing the Yuan Fei.
New disciples need to condense Yuan Fei within a year. For Gu Yusheng, this means that he needs to condense a first-grade Yuan Fei within a year. Time has become extremely urgent.
With the help of the morning light of the morning glow to condense the Yuan Fei for two hours, Gu Yusheng once again felt that the cyan Yuan Fei Qi in the Dantian formed a rotating vortex, as if it could be condensed into the Yuan Fei at any time, but Gu Yusheng did not perform the final condensation.
"It is said in Yuantai Ling Yinjue that the vitality of heaven and earth contained in the body is mixed. If you want to condense the pure Yuantai energy, you must continue to temper it. However, how to temper the vitality of heaven and earth requires the contribution of the sect.
Go to the Sutra Pavilion to exchange for the corresponding cultivation techniques."
Gu Yusheng held a wooden sword and fell into deep thought.
He originally wanted to brew wine as soon as possible to complete the task in exchange for sect contribution points. Suddenly, he thought of the changes in the Yuanqi flow in his body after practicing the sword yesterday.
"Maybe practicing swordsmanship is a good idea."
Gu Yusheng's eyes lit up.
He walked under a peach blossom tree, held a wooden sword in his hand, straightened his body, and stabbed out with the sword.
A ray of sword light overflowed from the tip of the wooden sword, stabbing a peach blossom off.
Gu Yusheng's face was filled with joy. He had already taken a first look at the door and mastered the threshold of sword energy cultivation.
Next, Gu Yusheng stabbed him several times with his sword, and peach blossoms fell with each sword strike.
But the joy of the first sword had faded, and Gu Yusheng suddenly thought that Yu Qingshan had told him that the essence of sword energy lies in hiding!
"If I can use my sword without being frightened, I will be considered a real success with the sword. But now, my sword energy control is extremely unstable."
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath and felt guilty for being complacent after just making a little progress.
After adjusting his breathing again, Gu Yusheng no longer showed off his skills with the sword, but just relied on his feeling to thrust out the sword one after another.
"Three hundred and eighty-nine!"
"Three hundred and ninety!"
Gu Yusheng kept counting silently.
With his mind calm, he tried to inject the Yuan Fei Qi in his Dantian into the wooden sword in his hand. Although it was still a simple sword movement, Gu Yusheng had different feelings with each sword strike.
Time passed little by little.
In the peach blossom forest, a young man was facing a peach blossom tree, tirelessly waving the wooden sword in his hand.
"Today's mission, three thousand swords!"
Gu Yusheng set a goal for himself. He could already feel the wooden sword in his hand becoming weighty and pressing heavily on his hand.
Already on the verge of losing strength.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
The frequency with which he swings his sword is not very fast. If he stabs with speed or just for the purpose, he can complete ten thousand swords a day.
But Gu Yusheng understood that one's efforts are not to impress outsiders, nor to impress oneself, but to have a firm and unwavering belief in one's heart, which is the real effort.
"Look, there's someone practicing swordsmanship in Peach Blossom Forest!"
Every afternoon, disciples from the Qingyun Sect cross the Cloud Bridge from the Six Peaks and come to the Demon Suppressing Monument to observe silent obeisance.
Standing on the cloud bridge where the fairy mist floats, you can see the most beautiful peach blossoms in Qingping Mountain. From February to May every year, the peach blossoms in Qingping Mountain bloom from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
"It's true. Although the peach blossoms on the mountain are beautiful, after entering the forest, the rain and dew stain your clothes and they are extremely wet. Who is that?"
Standing on the Cloud Bridge were several female disciples coming from Luochen Peak, looking curiously at the faintly emaciated young man.
"have no idea."
"Shouldn't we go to Yunfeng to practice swordsmanship?"
A female disciple looked confused.
"But he is Gu Yusheng."
Another female disciple covered her mouth and smiled.
After hearing this, the other female disciples all giggled and covered their mouths.
A woman in green clothes thought thoughtfully: "No wonder, I heard my master say that three thousand peach blossoms, although they are a spring scene in the world, can easily be drawn into the ground as a prison. Let us not go deep into the peach blossom forest, lest dust and mud stain our hearts and delay our practice.
The rest of his life will be pitiful. His father's sins are added to his body. How can he be able to cut off all the peach blossoms and get out of the prison if he practices swordsmanship like this?"
A group of female disciples were walking on Yunqiao, just thinking that the young man was a scene in the peach blossom forest, adding some happiness to the boring practice.
"Two thousand nine hundred and nine."
Gu Yusheng was distracted, his face was pale, and the wooden sword in his hand was trembling.
"Only one sword left!"
Gu Yusheng gritted his teeth and the wooden sword in his hand fell from his fingertips.
With the last sword, the goal was not achieved.
"Tomorrow's goal is 3,100 swords, and the penalty will be one hundred swords. If you can't accomplish it, you will be fined another one hundred swords!"
Gu Yusheng picked up the wooden sword and hung it on his waist. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he walked slowly through the peach blossom forest.
Back in the small courtyard, Gu Yusheng took off the gourd, took a sip, and regained some strength.
Wash the peach blossoms and put them in earthen urns, put the wild fruits from the mountains in wooden barrels, and use your time to make wine without being impatient.
After closing the door of the small courtyard, Gu Yusheng tried to condense the Yuan Fei. His originally tired body was like a dry rice field, but suddenly it encountered rain and dew from the sky. He could clearly feel the energy of heaven and earth pouring into his body.
Gu Yusheng silently kneaded the secrets, guiding his abundant vitality to expand his Dantian.