Chapter 8: The Remains of the Ghost Valley
Being asked by Qin Xiaotian like this, the bone slave was also shocked, about this question, he had never thought about it, could there be anyone else? The bone slave thought in his heart, two eyes like goose eggs quickly turned from his sockets, as if he had thought of something. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"As far as the old slave knows, there are only three pills in this pill, and there is another person who tests the medicine with the old slave, this person is ,,," The bone slave thought of this, his whole body was cold, and he felt that there was something behind him, but after he turned around, he didn't see anyone.
The third is the mathematics commonly used in Taoism, which represents the three beings and all things. The real elixir must be three, not the one that ordinary people say. The Tao is the initial image of the form of all things, and there is a saying that the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things. Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and it seemed that there was not only one elixir in the sealed Jiuding in the dark cave in front of him, but three.
Above the lonely peak, the clouds and wind surged. The rock wall is full of clear springs, and the mist rises and falls. Qin Xiaotian waited quietly for the skeleton in front of him to speak, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for who the person he was talking about was.
Until this moment, Qin Xiaotian could be regarded as seeing a hint of clues, the background of this skeleton was really weird, although he said it implicitly, it could give Qin Xiaotian a bright feeling. also concluded that the purpose of the appearance of this skeleton was to help him unify the country and restore the great cause of the Qin State.
But even if Kuang restored the great cause of the Qin State, he was only a small country in the Yutian Dynasty. Tossing like this, going against the sky, why is this skeleton bothering.
It stands to reason that no matter how bold a skeleton is, it is impossible for him to be bold enough to overthrow the current ruling Kuang and restore the Great Qin State, I am afraid that there is another mastermind, and the person who muttered in the mouth of the bone slave will be the mastermind. Qin Xiaotian thought so in his heart, he really couldn't be sure where the skeleton's mind came from.
"Since it's inconvenient for you to say, then I won't ask. The rise and fall of the world is not the responsibility of one person, and the cause and effect of the avenue is not a flash in the day. You have lived for a thousand years, and you have slept for a thousand years, and the dedication to the master is so unforgettable, which really moved me Qin Xiaotian, but the Qin Emperor has passed away, and the world has a home, although the elixir of immortality is still there, the lifeless person is confused. Don't come again in the future, I'm afraid I can't do anything about your wishes. "A smart person will never say something to death, Qin Xiaotian is a person who is wiser than a smart person, but he slapped the bone slave's request to death, the purpose of which is only known to him in his heart, if the bone slave is careful enough, he should also understand why Qin Xiaotian lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.
The bone slave was silent, and when he looked back, he glanced at the mouth of the dark hole, as if he could see through what was inside. Then he went around to the bottom of the stone bed and disappeared. Only then did Qin Xiaotian see clearly, it turned out that the hiding place of this skeleton turned out to be the cyan stone bed, he didn't expect that under this stone bed there would be a stone jade coffin of the Qin Dynasty, but how did he come and go without a trace?
Qin Xiaotian gasped at the same time, if this skeleton had the intention to kill him, it would be almost effortless, in the past five years, he had slept on it for most of the time, since he didn't expect it to be a coffin.
It's still autumn, and the cool breeze blows, causing ripples in the spring water that has accumulated in the stone recesses at the rock wall. The green leaves are lush, and the old clothes have not been shed because of the cool autumn at the bottom of the mountain. Qin Xiaotian thought about it at this time, maybe the reason why the four seasons on this Ageless Peak are like spring is related to the dragon in this cave, as for the vitality of this dragon, I am afraid that manpower is unpredictable.
Standing on that huge stone, Qin Xiaotian had endless expectations rising in his heart, he thought of the wishes of the bone slave, and also thought about the knowledge that Zhou Tongmu had taught him. A seventeen-year-old boy, although he has no experience in human affairs, exudes a rare maturity and stability from those bright eyes.
When he closed his eyes, he silently recited the eight steps of the Nine Palaces in his heart, since he couldn't find a way to practice Buddhism and Taoism for a while, he could only put aside the mental method recorded in the yellow scroll first, although he knew that if the mental formula recorded in the yellow scroll was refined, it would be killing people invisibly, but he didn't want to kill people, and he had to find a method that could practice Buddhism together.
The whole article of the Nine Palaces Eight Steps is only a hundred words, but the mysteries are hidden everywhere, listening to what the teacher Zhou Tongmu said, this mental method is just a wonderful way to record light skills, but with Qin Xiaotian's daily practice, he found that this Nine Palaces Eight Steps Recipe is not only as simple as Zhou Tongmu said, and even Qin Xiaotian suspects that the Nine Palaces Eight Steps Recipe not only has a strange body method, but also a transcendent martial arts above others. And Zhou Tongmu only learned the body technique, not martial arts, otherwise he would not have died under the random arrows.
Three full years of aiding the industry, three years of hard training. Qin Xiaotian went from an ignorant hairy boy at the beginning to a sassy young man at this moment, endured all the unbearable pain of ordinary people, and finally succeeded in his studies, refining the weird light skills such as nine palaces and eight steps to the top level, but it will take time to understand the essence inside.
Just when Qin Xiaotian was about to go out of the mountain early tomorrow morning, Zhou Tongmu quietly appeared, this time Qin Xiaotian did not sleep, he clearly saw a figure walking out of the dark cave.
"If you are really a genius in martial arts, you have cultivated the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps to the top in just three years, I think I have to practice hard for seven years to reach the small level. This is the next volume of the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, which has what you want. With your talent, you only need to watch it once, and then cooperate with the footwork of your feet, and you can play your due skill by practicing it several times. Zhou Tongmu spread out his big hand and handed over an original manuscript with the pattern of the Nine Palaces to Qin Xiaotian.
Qin Xiaotian stretched out his hand and just took it, he felt that this martial arts was not simple, he actually smelled a faint fragrance, giving people a particularly simple feeling, and it was extremely heavy in his hand, the pages of the scroll were red and vermilion, and the pattern of the nine palace gossip was hidden under the text, although it was martial arts, there was only one scroll page, and the nine palace patterns were painted on it, and the other parts were recorded by the text. Qin Xiaotian couldn't help frowning, but he didn't ask Zhou Tongmu, he knew that this was by no means a simple martial art.
At the end of the volume, it was written. Qin general Wang Jian learned from the ghost valley. The division passed on the first part of the mountain. Left behind by the Zhou people to scheming against the common people.
"This is Guiguzi's posthumous work?" Qin Xiaotian looked at Zhou Tongmu in disbelief in surprise, he had heard of Guiguzi, his grandfather Qin Su had mentioned it, how could he not be excited to see his posthumous work today.
"Sort of, General Wang Jian killed too much in his life, and after his death, he was detained on the broken stone platform and suffered a lot. A few days ago, I was in the underworld to copy the school, and I learned from the hungry ghost that General Daqin had a ghost valley legacy that was extinct in the world, and I wanted to ask the official to give it to the virtuous people, pass it on to humanity, calm the disaster, and benefit the common people. So he was spared his suffering, and General Wang dictated it, and Zhou recorded it to get this Lianshan work. After you memorize it, burn it and do not leave it into the hands of others. Otherwise, it will be another bloody storm. Zhou Tongmu revealed the origin of this Lianshan martial arts.
After hearing this, Qin Xiaotian felt a deep feeling in his heart, and felt sad that General Wang Jian defended his family and the country, established meritorious deeds, and suffered such misfortune after his death. Since ancient times, the talents of the generals are all born in the mortal dust in accordance with the will of heaven, and when the world has a genus, the people's livelihood is orderly, and the generals will lose their role.
And a general like Wang Jian became a sinner after his death is also related to the killing of His Majesty the First Emperor, perhaps the First Emperor died before he had time to urgently revise the merits of his subordinates, and was taken over by the House of Destiny, and after the merit was decided, it was handed over to the department in charge of the life and death of the reincarnation, and finally decided to stay.
The remains of Guigu are divided into two volumes, the upper volume is nine palaces and eight steps, and the lower volume is connected with the mountain scriptures. Qin Xiaotian respected Zhou Tongmu's teachings for three years, so he didn't break through the truth of the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, everyone has a good face, even if he becomes a ghost, he still has the feelings of the world.
"Mr.'s kindness, the student will always remember it, this time there is no accident going down the mountain, and I should find Sister Zhiruo within three years. "The most difficult kindness in this world is the teacher's kindness, if Qin Xiaotian can't find Zhou Zhiruo to take care of him, he will be ashamed.
"Don't worry, a man living in the world should make meritorious contributions and defend the country as his own responsibility, Zhiruo I have entrusted my dream to her, at this moment in the Jiangnan Gusu City thousands of miles away, life is comfortable, there is no danger, before you fail to comprehend the Lianshan Sutra, it is better not to leave first. Zhou Tongmu turned to leave, and before the words fell, his figure had disappeared into the dark cave.
Sometimes Qin Xiaotian even wondered if this cave containing the elixir would be the passage to the Netherworld.
Just when Qin Xiaotian wanted to study the Lianshan Sutra, he smelled a pungent smoke, ran to the top of the mountain and looked down, the sea of clouds rolled and could not see the situation under the mountain through the fog, and this smoke was clearly the smell of scorched houses after the fire from the village below the mountain.
Qin Xiaotian, who was about to go down the mountain, lost his mind for a short time, put away the ghost valley relics in his hand and swept towards the village under the Immortal Peak. And Zhou Tongmu took care of his entrustment that he would not go down the mountain if he did not comprehend the Lianshan Sutra, but he did not take it to heart.
Over the years, Qin Xiaotian has been immersed in the diligent cultivation of the mental method and the eight steps of the nine palaces on the yellow scroll, and rarely cares about the affairs of the village under the mountain. Since his grandfather Qin Su passed away, he has only been back twice, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't care, after all, he was still a child at the time, and he was having a lot of fun, and there was his childhood best friend, Guanghan.
Galloping all the way, the wind under his feet, leaving a swishing sound of breaking the wind wherever he passed, about the time of a meal, Qin Xiaotian appeared under the old locust tree by the river at the bottom of the mountain, which was where his grandfather was buried.
Looking up to the west, the fire in the village was reflected crimson in the sky, like a phoenix prostrate in the sky, spitting fireworks in its mouth. In the distance, chickens and dogs barked, noises were heard, and all kinds of miserable moans floated in the billowing smoke to form a swan song of death with the evening sunset.
"My son,,, you have to hold on. One year, the old village woman's face was as black as charcoal, her clothes had many traces of being burned by the fire, and her cloudy old eyes were dripping with bitter tears, holding the three-year-old child in her arms and wailing.
Qin Xiaotian stepped forward to take a look, "Aunt Wang, what's wrong?" Although he hadn't seen him for five years, Qin Xiaotian still recognized it at first sight, this old woman was Aunt Wang who wanted to accept herself as a righteous son back then, and the child in her arms who had no life in her arms must have been the only seedling that Aunt Wang had finally conceived.
Aunt Wang, who was wailing in pain, twisted her eyebrows and looked up, as if she had seen a ghost, and after a scream, she actually fainted.
"Why did she have such an expression, could it be that she was overly frightened?" Qin Xiaotian didn't know that when he was talking to Aunt Wang, there was a burnt and somewhat charred corpse behind him that was slowly rising from the collapsed ruins.
Because of the doubts in his heart, he squatted down and tried to wake up Aunt Wang, who had fainted, and just as he bent over, the scorched corpse behind him picked up a piece of scorched wood with sparks on the ground and smashed it towards Qin Xiaotian.