Chapter 41: The New Grave Remembers
The dantian is empty......
Empty......
Also......
Han Mutong appeared and looked at Gu Xingwei with some disgust, "Girls should be elegant, don't scream at every turn." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Gu Xingwei: "......"
I'm so angry, but I still have to smile in the face of Master.
"Didn't you say that this spell is harmless to the dantian, why is the aura in my dantian gone?"
"It's normal. β
Gu Xingwei blinked her eyes in disbelief, was it an auditory hallucination just now?
"You think, if you plant a tree, will the tree try to absorb nutrients? If the spiritual power in your dantian is insufficient, it will naturally be sucked dry. After you continue to cultivate and fill the cells with metamorphosis power, spiritual power will appear in the dantian again, so there is no need to worry. β
After being silent, Han Mutong knocked on his chin and said, "So it makes sense for Master Zu to stipulate that at least six levels of qi refining can be cultivated, and if you want to cultivate this kind of technique for the cultivation of more than six layers of qi refining, you can leave a little spiritual power in the dantian and cast other spells." Oh, and remember to keep a low profile and don't mess with people you can't beat. When the refining of the main trunk of the Transformation Tree is completed, you will be able to cultivate normally. β
Gu Xingwei: "......"
Master, this kind of thing should have been said earlier, ah, hey, weren't you really sent by a monkey to punish me?
"Master, how long will I be in this state?"
"It's up to you, as the main trunk of the Transformation Tree, the Ren Du Second Vein has a total of fifty-two acupuncture points, the faster you rush to the acupuncture points, the sooner it will be time to resume cultivation. β
Gu Xingwei stumbled, five ...... More than fifty acupuncture points?!
That's it, there's nothing to worry about, so let's leave it at that. But......
"Could it be that the disciple is your founding disciple?"
Han Mutong didn't know why his apprentice's train of thought had changed so quickly, but he still looked at Gu Xingwei with a smile and an expression of "you have taken a big advantage", "Well, yes." β
No wonder, no wonder the master is so freewheeling and "creative" from selecting apprentices, accepting apprentices, and teaching apprentices.
What should I do if I suddenly want to deceive my teacher and destroy my ancestors?!
Gu Xingwei forcibly suppressed this very tempting idea, washed up and went out.
Gu Xingwei's depression didn't last long, but Kong Zhining, who was far away in Tianxuan City, would be quite depressed for a long time in the future. He couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, why he only said "come back after practicing the first layer of qi", and the newly recruited disciple was never seen again, could it be that his teaching level was really so poor?
However, Kong Zhining's depression is all for later, so let's not talk about it for the time being.
After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, even if the New Year was over, Gu Xingwei walked out of the cave mansion that she hadn't stepped out of for a long time, and for a while she couldn't adapt to the glare of the warm sun.
She stretched out a little and paced westward. I don't go to the grave during the New Year, and now that the next year is over, it's time to go and see Gu Liyan. She had explained to Rong Zhi before, and asked Rong Zhi to prepare paper to tie tribute, and after the fifteenth day of the New Year, she would go to sweep the tomb.
As soon as Gu Xingwei came out of the Inner Sect, Rong Zhi, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at her, "Miss, the carriage and horses are ready, when are you going to leave?"
"Let's go now. β
The ancestral tomb of the Gu family is in the suburbs, next to Zhuangzi and the sacrificial field, and it takes half a day to go by carriage. Even if you leave immediately, it will be dark by the time you return.
Rong Zhi is a clever person, she counted the time, and knew that Gu Xingwei might not have eaten breakfast yet, so she took some delicious food to the car. Gu Xingwei was very satisfied with Rong Zhi's ability to do things, and casually rewarded her with two silver bills, and Rong Zhi accepted it with a smile.
Bored all the way, Gu Xingwei lifted the curtain of the car to look at the life on the street. Rong Zhi saw that Gu Xingwei was interested, so she introduced her to her.
"This is Qiongya Lane, don't look at it is not prosperous, in fact, the courtyards inside are all gold caves, I heard that it takes a few taels of silver to listen to a little song there. β
Gu Xingwei looked along the Rong branch, and saw that the wide alley in the slope was elegant and deep, and it was not comparable to the place where the red lantern was hung high.
Her heart moved, and she wanted to see it. Before this thought could be settled, a woman with Nana in her arms walked out of a soft sedan chair. From the side, the woman seemed to be smiling. The woman stretched out her hand to help, and a figure flashed out from the shadow behind the stone lion, and held the woman's hand, it was Gu Chongyuan.
Gu Xingwei's mind unconsciously flashed Gu Chongming's smiling and flattering appearance, she shook her head, shook off goosebumps, and lowered the car curtain.
Gu Chongyuan did that kind of business, it couldn't be because of lack of money, could it be because of ...... Hobby?
It's really advantageous to have this kind of hobby.
Phew, how has the brain hole become more and more strange recently.
"Miss feels cold, do you want the maid to make the fire hotter?"
Gu Xingwei nodded lightly, no longer interested in looking at the street scene, and leaned on the carriage to pretend to sleep. This time I closed my eyes, and I really fell asleep before I thought about it.
The car drove smoothly into Gujia Village, Rong Zhi obediently extinguished the fire with tea, and when the carriage stopped, the temperature in the car was no longer as frighteningly high as before.
As soon as the car stopped, Gu Xingwei woke up, she stared at the stove with a confused expression, and her mind went blank.
Rong Zhi was afraid that Gu Xingwei would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained softly, "When I entered the village, the maid turned off the stove, mainly because I was afraid that the temperature in the car would be too high, and I would get sick if I couldn't stand it after I went out." β
Hearing Rong Zhi's voice, Gu Xingwei came back to her senses a little from the state of waking up from the big dream of "who am I and where am I".
"Let's go. β
Rong Zhi draped the cloak on Gu Xingwei's body, and followed behind Gu Xingwei with two bamboo baskets in her hand.
Guided by Rong Zhi, Gu Xingwei easily found the ancestral grave of the Gu family along the country road.
For the metaphysics of feng shui, Gu Xingwei only understands a little, but after a general glance, she still can't help but praise it.
The ancestral tomb of the Gu family is very different from the ancestral tomb of the mortal family, but it is very similar to the mausoleum of the royal family, except that the ancestral tomb of the Gu family is supported by a formation. On the ancestral tomb of the Gu family is a building that is not too grandiose, and there are intricate passages inside, connecting the burial place of the ancestors of the Gu family.
However, Gu Liyan failed to be buried in it, she gave birth to Gu Xingwei, and she was not a recruit, she was a married daughter, and being able to move the grave into the mortal cemetery of the Gu family was the result of Gu Qinghai's stubbornness.
The mortal cemeteries of the Gu family are distributed around the ancestral tomb, but they are easy to find. Bypassing a large cluster of camellias, a new grave comes into view.
Gu Liyan's tomb has been erected for several months, and there is no reason for it to be so clean. Gu Xingwei's hand touched the tombstone, and there was really no dust at all.
Someone must have wiped this tombstone in a day.
"Is there someone here to clean it?"
Rong Zhi thought for a while before saying, "Every year during the Qingming Festival, people from the village will come to clean it. β
Gu Xingwei nodded and groaned, she only comes to clean once a year during Qingming, which means that it is impossible for anyone to clean recently, and grandpa, grandmother, and uncle have all retreated and cultivated, so who else will come?
An elegant figure took shape in Gu Xingwei's mind, but she couldn't imagine what it looked like, which made this figure look a little weird.
That Confucianism?
Could it be that he was near Qiu Yuancheng, so he could get the news of Gu Liyan's death, so he could come over to sweep the tomb?
But if he's around here, why don't he come to her?
This unconscionable father!
As Gu Xingwei stayed in the Gu family for longer and longer, her substitution for Gu Liyan's identity as a daughter became deeper and deeper, and sometimes she couldn't help but want to find that father.
Gu Xingwei sighed lightly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tombstone again, placed the tribute in front of the monument, and took out the paper to burn without saying a word.
The paper was tied in the copper basin and turned to ashes, and the charred paper rolled up, drifting higher and higher towards the sky.
It seems that my mother is in a good mood, does my mother also know that he has been here?