"Thank you, Brother Dao, thank you, Brother Dao."

With an incomparably bright smile on his face, the little Taoist priest of Shucheng thanked him again and again.

Gu Changsheng nodded with a dark face, not really wanting to speak.

"The Dao heart is steady!"

Dropping this sentence quite happily, the little Taoist priest walked out in high spirits.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Gu Changchang sighed, got up and walked to a bookshelf.

There is a wooden sign hanging on the bookshelf with three large characters written on it.

"Pills".

Gu Changsheng searched carefully, hoping to find some elixirs that could make people smarter.

I searched for a long time, but I found nothing. In desperation, he had no choice but to walk to the door of the first floor.

Coughing softly, which attracted the attention of the old Taoist priest, Gu Changsheng made a gesture and asked out loud: "Senior, I want to ask, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, is there a record of the elixir that can make people enlightened." ”

The old Taoist priest took his eyes off his phone and glanced at Gu Changsheng.

"Aren't the kids smart?"

Seeing through the purpose, Gu Changsheng nodded awkwardly.

"There is no such thing, if there is one, Old Man Wang would have eaten it for the Xuan'an kid, and that kid would not be the virtue he is now."

Retracting his gaze and staring at his phone again, the old Taoist priest replied lightly.

Makes sense......

Gu Changsheng's face froze, and he sighed in disappointment, dispelling this thought.

He turned around and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion, walked to the bookshelf of the kendo technique, and flipped over to a side of the bamboo slip in a corner, the material was very extraordinary, and it looked like it had been some years.

Gu Changsheng unfolded the bamboo slip, and the words "Yuqing Sword Duel" appeared in front of him.

Continuing to look down, Gu Changsheng found that this swordsmanship was very extraordinary.

According to the bamboo slips, the monks who practiced swords in the Yuqing Palace in the past dynasties had to practice this sword technique, and on the bamboo slips, there were many spiritual insights left by the predecessors.

Looking closely, he really wanted to know what warnings these seniors in the cultivation world had left behind.

"There's nothing to do today, I listen to the music, and the Yanniang dance is beautiful. Rausch's swordsmanship, don't practice it. - No Joy. ”

……

Gu Changsheng had some impressions of the name "Wu Huan", the palace master of Yuqing Palace hundreds of years ago seemed to be called Wu Huanzi......

The image of the senior master collapsed in an instant, and Gu Changsheng continued to look down.

"There are a lot of important things to do today, but I still listen to the music. The new Oiran is very pretty, but ...... than the Yan Niang."

Gu Changsheng continued to flip through and saw the words in the back.

"But it's a pity that it's much smaller than Yanniang. In addition, the master found out that I didn't practice the sword technique, and beat me hard, and I couldn't beat him for the time being. Wait for him to get old and take revenge. - No Joy"

Hiss ~ Master Ci apprentice filial piety.

In addition, I don't know what kind of stunner Yan Niang is, which makes Wu Huanzi so obsessed......

Gu Changsheng looked down again, and there were messages in the blank space of the bamboo slips, and there were many famous senior monks among the commentators.

Picking up the bamboo slip, he began to read it carefully.

For a long time, Gu Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was full of admiration for this sword technique.

This sword technique, first of all, requires the seniors of the sect to inject a sword intent into the cultivator's body.

With this sword intent as a guide, cultivators can condense their own sword qi.

Finally, use his sword qi to defeat the sword intent left by his predecessors. At this point, the first stage of the Yuqing Sword Technique has been completed.

The talents of the monks are different, and the amount of sword qi that they can visualize is also different, and the power of the sword technique used in the future is of course also different.

According to the records on the bamboo slips, the talented monk has a sword intent like a mountain and a sword aura like rain.

There are many seniors who have been cultivating for more than ten years at this step, in order to condense a sufficient amount of sword qi.

In the blank space, Gu Changsheng saw the messages of many senior monks.

"Today, my leg was broken by Master, and I can't go to the fence. In addition, the sword qi has been formed, there are about more than a thousand Dao, and the sword intent left by the master is vulnerable. - No Joy. ”

"Senior mighty!"

"Senior mighty!"

……

Here's a copy and forward.

Gu Changsheng looked down further, and finally found the names of several acquaintances.

"The sword is all over the river, counting more than fifteen hundred. - Wang Invincible. ”

"The sword crosses the mountains and seas, a total of 1,638 ways. Heaven does not give birth to me Li Xuan'an, and the way of the sword is like a long night. ”

Gu Changsheng had a black line, and everyone else gave an approximate number, and it was just this second-hand king, who counted them one by one and then left a message.

Just as he was about to continue looking, the old Taoist who was guarding the door suddenly appeared beside him, and the old man glanced at the book he was reading and said aloud.

"The Scripture Pavilion will close early today, I have some important things to do, you can come back tomorrow."

Understand, Hilton 5488, there are important things to discuss with people.

Gu Changsheng complained silently in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with the old Taoist.

When he arrived at the door, the old Taoist priest patted him on the shoulder casually, and Gu Changsheng suddenly felt a palpitation, and a lot of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Sword intent, just follow this visualization." The old Taoist priest had no expression on his face, and said casually.

Gu Changsheng reacted at this time, and made a respectful gesture, Wang Wudi and Lie Ping were not there, and he was worried about where to find a senior to help.

However, he couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, Gu Changsheng asked out loud: "Senior, how much sword qi condensed when you cultivated the sword technique?" ”

The old Taoist priest raised his head when he heard this, and his face was full of pride.

"Not much, only two thousand."

With that, the old Taoist priest took a step forward and disappeared in place.

Only Gu Changsheng was left dumbfounded.

Feeling that Yuqing Palace was really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Gu Changsheng walked home.

From afar, he saw An Anhe Lu. A man and a pig stand on the shore of a pond, sneaky.

With light steps, Gu Changsheng got closer, wanting to see what they were doing.

By the pond, An An's meaty little hand pinched out a decision, looking at the gesture, it seemed to be a water control decision.

After a while, a blister rose from the pond, and in the blister was a very fat fish.

The bubbles slowly moved to the shore, and Lou looked excited.

Gu Changsheng understood a little, probably because Lu was too hungry, and An An was helping Lu catch fish to eat.

What Lu didn't expect was that the little girl couldn't bear to see the fish struggling desperately.

She hesitated for a moment, then with a wave of her little hand, she put the fish back into the water.

Lu stared at An An with wide eyes, very aggrieved, hoping to hear a reasonable explanation.

"Eh, it looks so pitiful, pigs don't eat it." An An touched Lu's head and said in a milky voice.

Looking at Lu who was so hungry that she looked weak, the little girl was also very distressed and patted Lu.

"Let's go, piggy, let's go find Brother Shucheng, I'll help you get some food."

An An took Lu all the way to the residence of the little Taoist priest Shucheng.

Ignoring them, Gu Changsheng quickened his pace and hurried home.

He already wanted to know how many sword qi he could condense out.