When the peach blossoms of Qingping Mountain first bloom, they are always dark red in color, and then they bloom pink.

Gu Yusheng heard the elders of Qingyunmen say in his spare time that it was the blood of the demon clan that stained this land red, and it was the blood of countless cultivators who guarded this land.

But he didn't like the color of the peach blossoms.

Because he lost his father on this day when the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Now, the rain in Qingping Mountain has begun to drop the peach blossoms again, and they are all over the ground.

Gu Yusheng stood in front of the Demon Suppression Monument in Qingyun Gate, facing the sword stuck in the turtle's back, and sprinkled a pile of yellow paper on his fingertips.

He didn't know if the peach blossoms under the mountain were also blooming in front of that lonely grave.

Entered Qingyunmen for one year.

The boy's remembrance of his father.

Much more silent than before.

A few drops of wine are spilled in the jug.

mixed with rain.

The air is mixed with the aroma of wine

Gu Yusheng sat on the wet bluestone slab.

There was less sadness between his eyebrows, more of a year's steadiness after growing up, and he even had a faint smile on his face, taking a sip of wine like an adult, before he slowly poured:

"Daddy, I apprenticed, his old man was very good to me, he taught me to learn swordsmanship, the first step is to teach me to hold a sword, just like you taught me how to hold a pen."

"Father, just now was the last time I called you Daddy, when I was measuring my height under the wooden house a few days ago, I was already as tall as your shoulders, I think I should also be at the age of growing up, I plan to put away the little wooden tiger you made at the beginning, but there is a girl in the door who also likes to sit there and laugh, I plan to put it for a while, because in that small courtyard, she seems to only like that little wooden tiger."

"After you left, I have always had a good meal, I learned to fish, cook, and learn to make wine, I will read a few of the books you left whenever I have time, but I think I won't have time to read them in the future, Mr. Qin is a strict person, he said to teach me kendo, just let me be pure, to have no distractions."

"I'm leaving, the sword you left here, I will definitely come and take it."

Gu Yusheng got up and dusted off the peach petals on his shoulder.

He didn't go back to the Peach Blossom Forest.

Instead, he walked up Qingping Mountain.

a day ago.

Mr. Qin told Gu Yusheng.

In the future, he will only teach him kendo in the place where the clouds and mist of Qingping Mountain appear.

Gu Yusheng understood.

This is Mr. Qin's test for him.

Again.

Mr. Qin is not from Qingyunmen.

It must be a peerless hermit.

I don't want to be discovered by others.

Gu Yusheng walked on the path of Lingxiao Peak with a sword.

The road here is steep, but it is not difficult to walk.

That Demon Town Tower was the most conspicuous building in Ling Xiao Peak.

Gu Yusheng couldn't get close, but fortunately, there were many roads up the mountain.

The clouds and mist of Qingping Mountain are also far above the Demon Tower.

Climbing the mountain in the morning sun, exhaling the breath of heaven and earth.

Every step of Gu Yu's life is practice.

But he could always see the clouds in the sky, but he could never catch up.

Wait until the sun sets.

Gu Yusheng was already a little out of strength.

Qin Jiu, who was carrying the sword, had been waiting for a long time, and he didn't blame Gu Yusheng at all, he just raised his hand to Gu Yusheng like an old man next door.

"Sit down and take a break."

Gu Yusheng subconsciously took off the wine gourd on his waist and wanted to drink, and secretly glanced at Mr. Qin, scratching his head a little embarrassed.

Qin Jiu took off the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip of wine first, and said casually: "There is nothing wrong with people, there is nothing wrong with wine, for the rest of your life, when you are a teenager, you should have a juvenile heart, you don't have to worry too much, a person who cares too much is difficult to hold the sword in his hand, it is not dark yet, I have taught you to hold a sword yesterday, today I will talk about what a sword is." ”

When Gu Yusheng heard this, he sat up busily, his eyes bright and full of curiosity.

Qin Jiu cautiously took off the sword box behind him, gently stroked the sword box with his old hand, and said with the exam: "For the rest of your life, you came all the way up the mountain, what did you see?" ”

Gu Yusheng thought about it and said seriously: "Sir, when I first went up the mountain, I saw the peach blossoms all over the mountain, and then the road ahead was rugged, I only had the road under my feet in my eyes, and when I rested occasionally, I only had the clouds in the sky in my eyes, and this unattainable Qingping Mountain, I thought in my heart that Mr. was waiting for me at a high place, I must arrive early." ”

Qin Jiu smiled with relief, the wind of Qingping Mountain blew across his old face, his gray sideburns fluttered in the wind, and for the young man sitting in front of him, he taught him dun:

"When you grow up, you will understand that seeing mountains is mountains, seeing water is water, is the realm of life, Buddhism has clouds, the threefold realm of life, and the people who can break through it are either innocent young men with pure hearts, or Confucians with great wisdom, or monks who understand the appearance of all beings, and the same is true for learning swords."

Qin Jiu pointed to the wooden sword on Gu Yusheng's waist.

The expression was solemn.

"Remember, a sword is a sword."

"If you don't have such a thought in your heart, even if the sword qi is like a rainbow and the sword is like a mountain, there is no soul, the sword is first of all a sharp weapon in the hands of people, and then it is the soul of a long-term companion from the heart."

"Before practicing the sword, you must understand why you draw the sword, if you don't have such faith in your heart, you can't even be a basic swordsman."

When Qin Jiu said this, he was afraid that it would be too obscure, so he smiled a little and said to Gu Yusheng: "Of course, these truths, you will walk more roads in the future, and you will naturally understand, you have a sword in your hand, and you are my disciple, I will teach you everything I know, but at the same time, you must also remember that mountains are tall and short, people are high and low, and there will be swords, and what I teach may not be all right, you learn first, and one day, you will surpass me in kendo attainments, and you can learn to correct it yourself." ”

When Gu Yusheng heard this, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Sir, the disciple remembers." ”

"Okay, from today on, I will pass on your two hours of swordsmanship, do not delay your daily practice, I have here the basic fourteen styles of swordsmanship, including stabbing, chopping, splitting, hanging, interception, racking, picking, etc., I will first show the basic three styles, you first integrate and penetrate, remember, the first practice of the sword, the foundation lies in the heart, not in the force, not in the qi, you should have a stabbing sword countless times a day in the past, you must understand, what makes you grow is not the stabbing sword again and again, but your perseverance."

Qin Jiu took a wooden stick as a sword, and asked Gu Yusheng to watch him stab, split, and slash first, and then motioned to Gu Yusheng to practice with his movements.

When Gu Yusheng could keep up with his rhythm, he stood aside, paying attention to every movement and detail of Gu Yusheng's sword practice, and correcting them in time.

When changes and changes were made in the details again and again, Gu Yusheng gradually realized the importance of this simple one-trick foundation.

Stay until dark.

Qin Jiu motioned for Gu Yusheng to stop, and advised: "It's dark, go down the mountain, the road is rugged, and you must step down the mountain as carefully as you go up the mountain." ”

"Yes."

Gu Yusheng felt that he still had the strength to practice swords.

But he followed Mr. Qin's teachings.

Steady every step before descending the mountain.

Return to the Peach Blossom Courtyard.

Gu Yusheng soaked in the wooden barrel, recalled every detail of Mr. Bai's teaching, and felt that he had not forgotten it, so he fell asleep in sleepiness.

Early morning.

Although Gu Yusheng wanted to go up the mountain to see Mr. Qin earlier, he still restrained his heart and went to the cold cave to practice bone refinement.

More than ever.

Gu Yusheng's bones began to be unhurried and impatient this time, his heart was so peaceful, when he urged his internal breath, he would carefully understand and think about the little changes in the vitality refining bones.

It's not that he's more attentive than ever.

It was Mr. Qin's teachings and patience that taught him to slow down.

Juvenile heart.

It's true that you have to be impatient.

Because he knew that he didn't have that much time to walk step by step.

But Mr. Qin's existence gave Gu Yusheng a rare peace of mind.

He slowed his breathing, slowing down the speed at which he was urging Zhenyuan.

But Gu Yusheng was surprised to find that the speed of his refining bones did not slow down because of this, and the biting cold qi that rose from the cold pool, under his careful understanding, also found that the cold qi actually contained a breath of the yang, and it was precisely because of the existence of this breath that he would not be completely frozen.

After discovering this detail, Gu Yusheng slowed down his cultivation again, he tried to guide and absorb the breath of the sun in the extreme cold, and in his Yuan Fetus, a warm breath gradually rose, slowly surging from the dantian to the limbs.

The bones of his whole body glowed with a layer of red flame-like luster, no longer as cold as silver light.