After the shock, Gu Yuean hurriedly opened the knight order to check the knight column.

It's just that the result is disappointing, and the arrogant and murderous black shadow is still inactive.

Was it just a delusion?

It's certainly not a delusion, but I don't know what's going on.

Gu Yue'an put aside this inexplicable miracle for a while, and instead looked at the ruined mountain temple.

The top priority now is to leave this place of right and wrong, but before leaving, Gu Yuean still has a very important thing to do.

That's looting.

In the past, when I read martial arts novels, I could always see that after the heirs of a certain sect died, they would carry some cheats on their bodies and be picked up by the protagonist.

Gu Yue'an hoped that these Immortal Sword Sect disciples would be the same.

As soon as he thought of it, he quickly stood up and began the search journey.

The first target was naturally the leading senior brother, although he was dead, Gu Yue'an still had a feeling of palpitations when he approached him.

After all, the sword was less than half an inch from his throat.

Gu Yue'an squatted down in a little frightened, for fear that the ancestor of the leading senior brother had not dissipated, so he jumped out and gave him a sword.

Thankfully, this didn't happen.

Gu Yue'an smoothly opened the clothes of the senior brother of the leader, rummaged through the placket of his clothes, and suddenly he was happy.

Just because his hand touched something that looked like a book.

Pregnant!

He hurriedly turned the thing out, only to see that it was covered with a layer of cloth.

Peel that layer of cloth off, revealing what's inside.

It was a thread-bound book with a blue cover, and three large characters were written on the white bookmark in flowing ancient characters.

Gu Yuean barely recognized that it was the Immortal Sutra.

He was so excited that he wanted to jump up, after three days of suffering, and tonight's bloody rain, he deeply understood the importance of martial arts in this world.

The significance of this longevity sutra to him is nothing less than a lifesaver.

Holding on to the Book of Eternal Life, Gu Yue'an immediately went to loot a few other people.

The other three Immortal Sword Sect disciples didn't have anything useful on their bodies except for some silver taels.

However, Yin Tianming gave Gu Yuean some surprises, and he found a copy of "Minutes of Meridian Acupoints" on Yin Tianming, which talks about the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, and it is also an important good thing for practicing martial arts.

There were also some bottles and cans, as well as a "Corpse Poison Sutra" and the like, Gu Yuean didn't have time to look at it carefully, he searched it all, and then he changed his clothes and escaped out of the door.

I don't know how long it has been.

When the sky is about to dawn.

Outside the mountain temple, there was another slight sound of stepping on snow.

"Judging from the wounds of the two people in that shop, it should be the work of Patriarch Mo Li's Starlight Sword, but I don't know where Senior Brother Xuanming and they went. ”

"Uncle Shi, there is a mountain temple here, why don't we go first and rest before we go?"

"Hmmm......"

"Uncle Shi...... Senior Brother Xuanming...... Here, just ......"

"Just what?"

"Uncle, you'd better ......"

"Xuanming...... Ah!!!! what kind of thief would dare to kill my beloved disciple?!

There was an earthquake, and the entire mountain temple shook.

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Six months later.

Gusu City.

When it was still dawning.

In a small, inconspicuous courtyard.

A young man was practicing drawing the knife with a long knife in both hands, with a very steady horse step, holding a long knife at his waist in both hands.

He was not slow to draw his sword, and when the long knife came out of its sheath, it made a sharp cracking sound, and then he quickly retracted the knife and drew it again.

He kept this knife drawing motion for about half an hour, and during this half hour he kept drawing and retracting the knife until he was exhausted, sweating like pulp, and his hand holding the knife began to tremble to the point that he could not hold the knife tightly at all.

He finally stopped.

The last knife is retracted and sheathed.

"Two thousand three hundred and forty-five ......"

"It's not enough...... the boy muttered to himself, holding his knife to the ground, gasping violently.

This young man is naturally Gu Yue'an, who escaped death in the mountain temple that night.

On that day, he fled from the mountain temple, stumbled on the road, was frightened, slept in the open for several days, and finally found the road when he was about to freeze and starve to death, and then went all the way to Gusu City.

Originally, he was worried that his status as an exile would cause him trouble, because he vaguely remembered that road guidance certificates were required for travel between state capitals.

However, later facts proved that he was worried in vain, and it has been nearly two hundred years since Da Chen established the country, and many laws between the state capitals have long been abolished.

Gu Yuean just stuffed some extra copper coins when he entered the city, and he easily passed the customs and entered the city.

After entering the city, Gu Yuean was not idle, he first rented a secluded courtyard, and then used most of the remaining money to buy food and hoard, and then it was endless cultivation.

Gu Yuean had never practiced martial arts before, even if Gu Yuean had practiced a few rough fists and kicks in the last time, he had never been exposed to any advanced cultivation methods.

So when he first started watching "The Book of Eternal Life", Gu Yuean was completely confused, he didn't understand any acupuncture points and the way of immortality.

Fortunately, Gu Yue'an had read a few years of books last time, and the words were still barely understandable, and Yun Tianming also blew up a copy of "Minutes of the Scriptures" for him, and he was not completely blind.

Moreover, what makes Gu Yuean feel most intimate is that "The Book of Eternal Life" is not an exercise that makes people meditate and capture the qi in the body as soon as it comes up, it has a set of boxing techniques that cooperate with cultivation, and the name is Changsheng Fist.

This set of boxing techniques does not have any actual combat significance, the only function is to harmonize the body, stimulate the qi that is free in the human body, and let the qi sensation arise spontaneously.

This set of boxing methods is a bit like Tai Chi, Gu Yue'an used to learn a little Tai Chi in college, so he was not slow to get started.

But it's another thing to have a sense of qi, he practiced for half a month before he barely felt the first trace of qi.

After that, he didn't dare to slack off, and while practicing the Immortal Fist diligently, he began to conduct qi refining according to the method recorded in the Immortal Sutra.

Qi refining is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do.

Qi is born from the limbs and hundreds of bones in the continuous swing of fists and feet, and the qi refining body is to meditate and settle down before the generated qi has dissipated, and guide it to the whole body with the mind.

However, Gu Yue'an's body did not have any in-depth cultivation at all before, and the hundred veins had not been opened, so it was extremely difficult for the qi to run in the body.

It wasn't until he had been refining his body for a full month that the first wisp of internal qi circulation was finally retained in his body.

According to the records of a book on cultivation that Gu Yue'an later bought on the market, his condition can be called "wading streams" in this world.

It's just that his internal qi circulation is so weak that it can't even be called a small stream.

In the following months, Gu Yuean still didn't dare to relax a little, and the qi refining continued, and at the same time, he finally began to prepare to practice the sword.

After all, the image that passed by that night was really amazing in his heart.

Although he is not sure that in his chivalrous order, the phantom shrouded in black fog is the Fu Hongxue he guessed, but it must not be a simple person.

He used the last money to buy a knife, and Da Chen's martial arts style was extremely prosperous, and there were no swords on the market, so he didn't have any trouble buying a knife.

After buying the knife, he officially entered the arduous journey of drawing the knife.

Drawing a sword sounds like an incomparably simple thing at first, a hundred times simpler than conducting qi refining or some other peerless divine skill.

It is to hold the knife and draw the knife.

But in practice, it is not only necessary to consider the action when drawing the knife, the stability of the lower plate, and the strength of the knife.

What's more, no matter how simple it is, if you keep doing it, every day, all the time.

Then this matter has become not easy at all.

Life is like that.

Draw the knife and say so.

After an initial period of boredom, tedium, exhaustion.

More than that, it's about fighting your own willpower.

In order to be able to stand longer, so that it is easier to pull out the knife a few more times, Gu Yuean deliberately studied the standing posture of the horse step for half a month.

In order to prevent his hand from becoming sore and soft due to drawing the knife too many times, so that he could not hold the knife and take it off, he tightly tied a layer of cloth between his hand and the handle of the knife before practicing the knife.

In the first month, I practiced the knife for six hours every day, and practiced every day until I was exhausted, sweating profusely, and I couldn't even lift a finger.

It's only five thousand dollars.

In the second month, I practiced the knife every day for seven hours, and practiced every day until I was exhausted, sweating profusely, and I couldn't even lift a finger.

It's worth five thousand dollars.

In the third month, I practiced the knife every day for eight hours, and finally regained my strength, and gradually gained more energy.

Six thousand dollars have passed.

By the fourth month, that is, now, Gu Yue'an's daily sword practice time had dropped from eight hours at the peak to three hours, one in the morning and two in the evening.

It's just that he found that practicing knives too often does not increase the number of knives, but rather reduces efficiency.

The use of excessive elongation of the internal qi in one's body will only hinder the speed of qi return, and it is also a great torture for the spirit.

On the contrary, shortening the training time and concentrating the internal qi to explode in one or two hours can not only increase the quality of each knife, but also tap its own potential.

After half a month of drawing the knife, coupled with the foreshadowing of the first three months, Gu Yuean actually doubled the small stream in his body, and even faintly had the atmosphere of a river.

He meditated on the spot for a moment, then drew his knife for half an hour.

This time the efficiency was slightly lower, and only less than 2,000 knives were drawn.

After pulling out the knife, he took a shower, played a set of immortal punches, changed his clothes and went out.

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