Under the eaves, Mo Wanyun looked at this secluded courtyard curiously with a pair of eyes, the courtyard was much better than she imagined, there was a well, a spiritual field, and most importantly, a little wooden tiger that looked very cute.

"Ha, I'll sit on the cerebellar axe!"

Mo Wanyun was immediately attracted by the cute four-legged wooden tiger, and jumped on it, and the two jade hands shook the horns on the wooden tiger's head.

"Little loach, this is fun."

Gu Yusheng looked at the girl Mo on the little wooden tiger, and cautiously approached to protect her.

"Be careful, don't break it."

Mo Wanyun snorted coldly.

"Stingy."

Gu Yusheng didn't explain, turned around and walked into the house, placed a few peach blossom cakes in a bamboo basket, took a cup of peach blossom nectar brewed in a bamboo tube, walked to the little wooden tiger, and asked:

"Miss Mo, do you want to eat?"

Mo Wanyun nodded, tasted a bite of peach blossom cake, choked a little, picked up the peach blossom nectar brew and took a sip, and wiped her mouth with her little hand.

"Hey, Gu Yusheng, this is what you treat to a guest."

Gu Yusheng took a piece of bread from the bamboo basket and chewed it carefully, and said: "This is the best I have here, of course, Miss Mo is a golden person, so she is naturally not used to eating, but fortunately, you are not me, so you don't need to suffer like this." ”

After speaking.

Gu Yusheng gripped the wooden sword again and stabbed the sword at the peach blossom in the small courtyard.

Mo Wanyun flattened her mouth, looked at the back of the young man's sword in the rain for a while, flattened her mouth, withdrew her eyes, and stared at the peach blossom cake and peach nectar brew in her hand.

She wanted to tell the boy that the cake and the honey were good.

But when she saw that the young man was focused, she was left out in the cold, put down the cake in her hand like angry, and muttered, "Do you have to practice swords like this?" It's raining. ”

The young man turned around and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, if you miss a sword today, you will have to punish yourself with a hundred swords tomorrow, so it's more cost-effective to complete it every day, Miss Mo, please do it yourself." ”

"Boring."

Mo Wanyun saw the slanting rain blowing on the young man's stubborn face, and every sword in his hand was not perfunctory, and her eyes gradually brightened as she observed the swords.

In the past few days, she is also practicing the Yunshui Sword Technique, she is talented and intelligent, and the essence of the Yunshui Sword Technique has been mastered, but one of the moves, 'Turning the Clouds and Rain', has not grasped its essence, and suddenly saw the spring rain rushing along the young man's wooden sword, falling like a big bead and a small bead, and the subtleties hide the essence of the sword.

Isn't it a sword move she can't comprehend?

"I see!"

Mo Wanyun showed joy on her face, wanting to share the joy with the young man, but seeing the young man's feet in the mud and his clothes soaked, those focused and almost obsessive eyes made Mo Wanyun more and more curious about the young man for the first time.

Her gaze was slightly fixed.

He took out a few pages of paper from the cloud sleeve and hung them on the wall of the small courtyard, and took the book that had just hung above his head to read quietly.

It's strange to say, books that can't be read at all on weekdays, but today in this spring rain and thunder, I feel interesting, and I don't feel sleepy to read.

Something like this.

A young man who is dedicated to practicing swords, and a cardamom girl who holds a book of sages in her hand, are spending time in the small courtyard.

The spring rain showed no signs of stopping, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

The boy finally finished his goal for the day, and turned to find a pair of eyes staring at him through a book.

"Hey, little loach, are you literate?"

Gu Yusheng walked into the wooden house, changed his clothes, and through a wall, poked out half of his head from the window, and said seriously: "Know some." ”

"Really?"

"Really."

Gu Yusheng said again, he pointed to the little wooden tiger next to the table.

"I used to read on it every day."

"Really?"

The corners of Mo Wanyun's mouth raised slightly, and she casually put the book in her hand into a beautiful storage bag and replaced it with an old and yellowed book.

When Gu Yusheng came out, she turned the first page of the book, pointed with her finger, and said, "Do you recognize this word?" ”

Gu Yusheng looked at it, on the old book, there was a pattern like a sea, a few strokes outlined, jumped on the paper, and below the pattern was a font that had not been circulated, this font, Gu Yusheng had seen it from an ancient tortoise shell when he was a child, there were only a few crosses, Gu Yusheng had asked his father Gu Bai, Gu Bai taught him all these words, just warned him not to mention them to anyone.

"Hmph, I'll just say I don't know, you still say you're literate."

Mo Wanyun looked a little proud, she actually didn't know any of the words in this book, she inadvertently found it from the mezzanine of a famous Confucian book in the past few days.

Gu Yusheng is young in the end, Gu Bai's death, like an elongated figure, he is in the shadow covered by the figure, and the impact on Gu Yusheng is extremely far-reaching, and the girl sitting on the wooden tiger is provoked by words, and there is also a bit of competitiveness in his heart, and he said: "This word is read '縠', which is the most primitive sound in the ancient dragon clan, and it means the swallowing of the dragon, such as the rushing of the river, endlessly." ”

"Huh?"

Mo Wanyun will be skeptical.

Gu Yusheng moved closer to Mo Wanyun, pointed to the pattern on the yellowed book, and said, "Look, the meaning of this picture is what this word wants to express." ”

"Oh."

Mo Wanyun opened the second page, only to see that the characters on it were extremely complex, composed of several dragons, wind, and thunder, and there were nearly 100 paintings, and the characters were even a few points larger than that painting.

"You don't know that, do you?"

Gu Yusheng opened his mouth and said: "This word seems complicated, but the meaning of the word is very simple, it reads 'dive', which means the change of the heavenly phenomena, the momentum of wind and thunder, and finally converge and become one, which means hidden." ”

"What about this?"

Mo Wanyun took the school exam again, and Gu Yusheng happened to know each other.

"This book is so weird."

Mo Wanyun muttered, she raised her head, but found that Gu Yusheng was looking at her with a pair of clear eyes, she was literate just now, and the two were unconsciously close to each other.

The boy is young and ignorant.

Mo Wanyun was already aware of the hazy feelings, and her face became red in an instant.

She closed the book and stared at Gu Yusheng fiercely.

"Give me back the things."

Gu Yusheng pretended not to know.

"Miss Mo, I didn't take it."

"You must have taken it."

Mo Wanyun flipped down from the little wooden tiger.

"If you don't pay me back for a day, I will disturb you every day, so that you can't practice swords with peace of mind."

With that, she was about to step into the rain.

"Wait a minute."

Gu Yusheng called Mo Wanyun to stop.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Wanyun turned around, but found that the rain above her head had not fallen, she looked up and stared, and the young man was holding an umbrella for her.

"That way you won't get wet."

"If you don't return my things, I won't return your umbrella!"

Mo Wanyun walked into the rain and looked back at Gu Yusheng slyly.

Gu Yusheng only felt that the girl in the rain was holding an umbrella, which was particularly good-looking, and he said indifferently: "Then don't pay it back." ”

Mo Wanyun didn't know what to respond to to get back to the field for a while, and took a few steps forward, she was really a little angry, walked quickly in front of Gu Yusheng, raised her foot and stepped on Gu Yusheng's instep.

In Gu Yusheng's stunned eyes, the girl's face was proud, her voice was like a wind chime in the rain, and she ran into the rain with an umbrella.

The figure faded away.

Gu Yusheng stared for a long time.

After a while, there was a hiss.

In hindsight, I felt some pain in my instep.

He felt a slight inexplicable sense of loss in his heart, and when he turned around, he saw a few pieces of paper still hanging on the wall.

"Miss Mo, you left something behind."

Gu Yusheng shouted, how could there be that naughty figure.

Gu Yusheng was afraid that the paper silk would be wet by the wind and rain, and he was about to put it away, his eyes swept over the pattern on the paper, and his face showed a touch of stunned.

On the paper silk, there are villains painting a wooden branch, just as the wind blows the paper silk, and the pattern seems to come to life, quickly echoing in Gu Yusheng's mind.

"It's ...... Sword moves? ”

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, his face was incredulous, he didn't mean to steal, but the sword moves on the paper silk seemed to have been blown into his mind by a gust of wind, and they kept flipping, forming a total of nine sword moves.

Each sword move is not complicated, but the hidden mystery is like a drop in the ocean, and the changes are endless.

Thinking of this, Gu Yusheng almost instinctively held the wooden sword in his hand, and practiced the sword moves that echoed in his mind one by one in the small courtyard.

Every move is like writing a word.

Gu Yusheng practiced three times, and actually comprehended several or even dozens of subtle changes from each style.

"This should be painted by Mr. Mo, who endorsed it."

Gu Yusheng accepted the wooden sword and saluted at the sword on the wall.

He is suffering from the door of cultivation, and now he has no intention of learning the sword moves on the paper, for him, how can it not be an opportunity.

It's getting dark.

Outside the window, the rain hits the plantains.

Gu Yusheng brewed peach blossom wine in his spare time, after the trivial matters were over, he took off the wine gourd hanging on the bedside, secretly opened the wine stopper, sniffed it gently, a strong aroma of wine was in his nose, Gu Yusheng's face was overjoyed, after a few days of precipitation, this spirit gourd absorbed enough heaven and earth vitality, and the wine contained mysterious power.

Goo.

Goo.

Gu Yusheng drank the wine in one go, and was about to fill it up, when an unprecedented hot breath suddenly rose in his abdomen, and in an instant, his body was like a raging fire, and the pain was incomparable.

"This!"

Gu Yusheng looked shocked.

It stands to reason that he has already figured out the cycle of the Linghu's accumulation of heaven and earth vitality, which is about seven days to reach its most intense state.

Last time, there was no such strong and irritable energy.

"What's going on?"

Gu Yusheng didn't have time to think, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly ran the Taiqing Yuan Fetal Spirit Technique, guiding this violent force to merge into the dantian and cast the Yuan Fetus.

But this power is too strong, wantonly colliding in the body, Gu Yusheng has not yet cast the Yuan Fetus, naturally there is no opening of the pulse, the various meridians and acupuncture points of the body have not been opened, the terrifying Yuan Qi formed nine silver lines in Gu Yusheng's dantian, and the cyan Yuan Fetus Qi turned into a firefly little by little, showing the exclusive silver of the second-grade Yuan Fetus, but even so, Gu Yusheng was still sweating profusely and could not control this force.

Click.

Click.

Gu Yusheng heard the sound of his own bones.

The blood vessels in the arm swell like earthworms.

"Careless."

Gu Yusheng only felt that between breathing and breathing, it was like swallowing and spitting out rolling fireworks.

He was losing control of his body, and his consciousness was about to be consumed by the force of rage.

But at this moment, Gu Yusheng's soul was blessed, and in his brain, he inexplicably remembered the pictures on the yellowed book and the ancient words.

In a trance.

Gu Yusheng suddenly realized.

The dragon characters and patterns on that book seem to be a profound breathing technique, or rather, an ancient dragon cultivation method.

The situation is compelling.

Gu Yusheng didn't have time to think.

He looked at the first word in the book, his body was like a dragon, and his breath was like a river and a sea of clouds, and the waves were magnificent.