Xuan Daotian asked Gu Qiuyu to come to the front, handed a book and a three-inch-long small sword to Gu Qiuyu, and said: "This book is for the master of the original sword recipe, you have to look at it, this sword is the first sword you want to use, it is called Jiashu." ”

This martial art is that after he left Qingxuan, he spent ten years in the Absolute Dust Valley, streamlining and strengthening all the complicated things in the original sword duel, making it more powerful than before, but the requirements for sword cultivators are higher.

Gu Qiuyu's heart was like fire, he stood solemnly, took the two things with both hands, and said, "Thank you, Master." Uncle Xie. ”

"Alright, you can go back. "Xuantian Dao is a little tired.

Gu Qiuyu saluted the two of them, turned around and left, Gu Qiuyu had just left, Xuan Daotian glanced at Xiao Ding, who was still drinking tea there, and turned around and sat down.

"How's it going?"

"I saw him, and he said he missed you very much!" Xiao Ding smiled inexplicably.

Xuan Daotian leaned back in his chair, exuding an old state that did not match his usual life.

The wind and snow outside the house have stopped, the snow in the courtyard has begun to melt, and the old camphor trees not far away are still lush and green in the wind and snow, still showing their wind bones against the sky.

Gu Qiuyu, who came out of Xuan Daotian, went straight back to his room, he carefully took out the yellowed ancient book in his arms, put it on the bed, and knelt beside the bed and gently opened the ancient book.

"What is this?!Why can't I understand a word?" Gu Qiuyu looked left and right at the ancient book for two hours, and he suddenly became a little hairy.

"Could it be that you don't have enough understanding?" Gu Qiuyu first thought of this harsh condition that made many young heroes be ignored by Xuan Feng.

"No, how could I not have enough understanding? I believe that I am not good at health, but if I want to say that I am not good enough, it is absolutely impossible!" Gu Qiuyu looked at the yellowed ancient book on the bed, his eyes were slightly red, such a powerful mastery was placed in front of him, but he couldn't even read it.

However, another hour passed, and Gu Qiuyu, who was still kneeling there, felt a burst of soreness in his knees, and he looked at the ancient book in front of him, like a wolf seeing a hedgehog, and he couldn't speak.

And what makes Gu Qiuyu speechless the most is that this book is the original of Xuanfeng's "Imperial Sword Decision", Xuan Daotian's so-called improvement is just to add a lot of his own insights to the original, and delete some useless sentences, some words are even covered by Xuan Daotian's handwriting, and the whole book is like a ghost drawing, which really makes Gu Qiuyu feel crazy.

"Master, don't blame you for saying that Senior Brother is not sufficiently understanding, I dare to say that there is no second person in this world who can comprehend this book besides you, and you are also ...... It's too lazy!" Gu Qiuyu slammed his head on the bed, wanting to cry without tears.

"Second young master, it's time to eat...... Hmm, why are you kneeling there?" Lao Yao came in from outside, looked at Gu Qiuyu who was kneeling beside the bed, and asked strangely.

"Uncle Yao, I'm kneeling willingly, I'm a little tired today, and I won't eat dinner. Gu Qiuyu buried his head in the bed and said weakly.

Lao Yao looked at the second young master in front of him strangely, shook his head and turned to leave.

Early the next morning, Gu Qiuyu, who had finished cultivating, came to Xuandaotian's room with the ancient book in his arms. Last night, he didn't sleep all night, holding the ancient book and reading it over and over again, hoping to understand its contents, but he still didn't have a clue.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Xiao Ding standing in the garden, as if he was waiting for him here.

"Uncle Shi, is Master here?" Gu Qiuyu came to Xiao Ding and asked cautiously.

There is no way to do this, what Gu Qiuyu is most afraid of in the Absolute Dust Valley is Xiao Ding, although his attitude has changed, he is still lukewarm to Gu Qiuyu.

"Senior brother, he's in retreat, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Ding glanced at Gu Qiuyu and said lightly.

"I want to ask Master about the "Edgeworth Duel", but there are some things that I don't understand. "Gu Qiu Yu Road.

Xiao Dinghu was stunned, and said without anger: "Is there something I don't understand?!"

Gu Qiuyu was seen through his thoughts, scratched his head, and smiled at Xiao Ding's "hehe", not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Xiao Ding glared at the nephew in front of him angrily, "Your master is going to retreat for a long time, and I don't know when he will come out." ”

"Oh" Gu Qiuyu lowered his head and looked lonely, Xuan Daotian was not there, and he had to go back to slowly comprehend this "Book of Heaven", he bowed to Xiao Ding, said goodbye and left.

"Sometimes what the eye sees is not necessarily true. Xiao Ding looked at the lonely Gu Qiuyu, as if talking to himself.

Gu Qiuyu, who walked to the door, paused, and walked towards his house without looking back.

In the evening, the cold wind that had been blowing for three days suddenly stopped, and the snowflakes like goose feathers in the sky slowly drifted down.

Lao Yao sat by the stove, with dry smoke in his mouth, and was smoking "let's da, da", the stove was burning very strongly, and the wood was crackling in it, reflecting the inside of the hut red.

Lao Yao looked at the snow scene outside, his expression was distant, there was a mouthful in his mouth, and he didn't take a puff of dry tobacco, as if the face of the old tree was a little sad, obviously remembering something.

After a long time, the snow outside the window was still falling, Lao Yao straightened up, beat his bent old waist with his hand, and then knocked the pipe that had long been extinguished in his hand hard, put on a piece of clothing and walked outside the house.

"How is the eldest young master now? I have been out for so long and there has been no news at all. ”

Lao Yao walked in the snow, and he was going to check Broken Sword's house to see if the windows were closed and whether there was any wind leaking into the snow.

Broken Sword Sheng left the Absolute Dust Valley half a year ago, although he longed for the outside world, but when Xuan Daotian told him to let him go out to practice, he was a hundred unwilling, but it was useless to say anything, Xuan Daotian was resolute, and then simply drove Broken Sword Sheng out of the valley, and the only item he brought with him was a sword.

"If you haven't experienced this red dust, how can you say that you are absolutely dusty?" said Xuan Daotian in front of Gu Qiuyu afterwards.

Gu Qiuyu also agreed with Xuan Daotian's statement, Broken Sword Life never left the Absolute Dust Valley when he remembered, he had not seen the ugliness of the world, he had not felt the ruthlessness of this world, Xuan Daotian knew what he lacked as a big apprentice, so he let him go out of the valley to experience and see the various states of the world, which would also be of great help to study martial arts in the future.

Lao Yao carefully inspected the house where the broken sword was born, and walked out after finding that there was no problem, and when he passed Gu Qiuyu's house, he found that Gu Qiuyu's room was still lit with candles, and the shadow of the young man was reflected in the window, holding a book in his hand and reading carefully.

Lao Yao stood not far away and looked at the figure on the window, the snowflakes covered his upper body, but he didn't notice it, just stood there, his eyes were a little scattered, and the figure of the young man reading on the window made him fall into memory again.

Lao Yao stood for a long time, the snow on his body was about to cover his old body, he came back to his senses, and dragged his slow pace to the depths.

"The red dust buries the true heart, and the valley is like a thousand years a day. The boy is getting old for his dreams, but he forgets what he was in the first place. Lao Yao's voice was mixed in the heavy snow.

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