The sword rises

Chapter 691 I'm hopelessly stupid!

Chapter 690 I'm hopelessly stupid!

The sky-watching pupils are extremely wonderful, and the Taoism contained in them is almost the opposite of the practice of the Dao. It is necessary to forge the eyes to capture the traces of the Dao in the void.

Its practice process is extremely painful, no less than cutting the eyes with a sword, it is very terrifying.

"Since someone can practice successfully, then I can too."

Gu Hengsheng read all the content of Guantiantong, and thought it was extremely absurd at first, but when he thought of Zhao Yuan, the prince of Yiyang Dynasty, Gu Hengsheng could only grit his teeth and speak softly.

Afterwards, Gu Hengsheng practiced according to the book that recorded Guantiantong, and slowly transferred the profound energy in his body to the meridians of his eyes, neither more nor less.

pain!
When Gu Hengsheng followed the practice path of Guantiantong, his first reaction was that the extreme pain spread to the depths of his soul.

According to Guan Tiantong's practice route, the meridian through which the profound energy passes is just enough to release the pain in the eyes to the maximum, and the pain is even getting stronger.

"I can't stop, I don't have much time to waste."

Gu Hengsheng's forehead was covered with cold sweat in an instant. He gritted his teeth and insisted on running the cultivation method of Guantian Tong, enduring the severe pain comparable to ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Every time the time passed, Gu Hengsheng felt that his eyes were about to spurt blood, and he couldn't help but groaned a few times.

The meridians in the corners of Gu Hengsheng's eyes swelled up, looking extremely ferocious, and it seemed that his eyes would burst out in the next moment.

Endless bloodshot eyes appeared in both eyes, making Gu Hengsheng's eyes blurry, and he couldn't even see the stones in front of him clearly.

Even though he was enduring the extremely painful torture, Gu Hengsheng still didn't stop, his hands kept making complicated Dao seals, guiding the profound energy to slowly pour into the corners of his eyes.

.........

At this moment, on the top of Fusheng Mountain.

The third senior brother Zhuge Haokong and the seventh senior brother Chu Xiaoyao were sitting under a big tree. There was a chessboard between them.

"Senior brother, what is that brat doing? Why is he practicing the eye pupil technique?"

Seventh senior brother Chu Xiaoyao glanced in the direction of Jiangu, and seemed to see Gu Hengsheng who was practicing Tianguan Tong.

The third brother Zhuge Haokong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he understood something.

"Huh! What is written on that scroll is... Guantiantong?" The seventh senior brother Chu Xiaoyao was taken aback, then turned to stare at the third senior brother Zhuge Haokong, and asked, "Third senior brother, isn't this your practice? When did you pass it on to the junior brother?"

"It's a fragment. I probably left it in the world by accident ten thousand years ago, and then let my junior get it by chance."

Zhuge Haokong shook his head, and said calmly: "That is a fragmented scroll, and there are still many flaws in it, and it is not complete at all."

"Junior brother is a little impatient in order to become stronger."

Chu Xiaoyao sighed, and couldn't help but feel that the road of cultivation is heavy for Gu Hengsheng: "However, this era is a prosperous age, and the pressure on the younger brother is indeed too great."

Zhuge Haokong moved a piece on the chessboard, slowly raised his right hand, and pinched lightly in the void.

call out!
A piece of delicate jade slip appeared in Zhuge Haokong's hands, and he threw it to Chu Xiaoyao casually, and said softly, "This is the real cultivation method of Guantiantong, you go and give it to my junior brother."

"Third senior brother, don't you want to deliberately dismiss me and then regret the move?"

Chu Xiaoyao looked at Zhuge Haokong warily, with malicious intentions.

"Am I that kind of person?" Zhuge Haokong said solemnly: "Go quickly, don't let my junior brother practice indiscriminately, so as not to go crazy."

"Come on! The last time you played chess, you secretly regretted a move when I was not paying attention to the wine. And the last time I was distracted, you regretted the move again, don't think I don't Know."

Chu Xiaoyao gave Third Senior Brother a blank look.

"Go! If you dare to slander senior brother, be careful I will beat you."

Zhuge Haokong said calmly without blushing.

"Then... the third senior brother has agreed, you can move the chessboard." Hearing that the third senior brother was going to beat him, Chu Xiaoyao suddenly felt a chill flooding his whole body, couldn't help shrinking his head, curling his mouth Said not too hard.

"Go away!"

Zhuge Hao waved his hands, looked down at the chessboard.

Zhuge Haokong and Chu Xiaoyao played chess, both of them never used their supernatural powers, they just competed in chess skills.However, every time he played chess, the third senior brother was at a disadvantage and felt aggrieved.

As the third senior brother of the Fusheng Tomb, he can't compete with a senior brother who likes to drink and drink in chess, it makes sense!
So, sometimes Zhuge Haokong would do some little tricks...

Seventh senior brother Chu Xiaoyao hurriedly took the jade slip given by Zhuge Haokong, and hurried towards Jiangu.

On the outskirts of Sword Valley, Gu Hengsheng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, and even two lines of blood tears fell down, which was extremely creepy.

"Little brother, stop."

With just one breath, Chu Xiaoyao came to Sword Valley from the top of the mountain. His voice reached Gu Hengsheng's ears, interrupting Gu Hengsheng's practice.

Hearing the voice of the Seventh Senior Brother, Gu Hengsheng had no choice but to stop his practice no matter how unwilling he was.

"Senior Brother Seven, what's the matter?"

Gu Hengsheng wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Chu Xiaoyao with endless bloodshot eyes, raised his slightly trembling hands, and saluted.

"I said you kid made yourself too embarrassed! You are really stupid." Chu Xiaoyao said angrily.

Gu Hengsheng pursed his thin lips and remained silent.

"Here, this is from the third senior brother." Chu Xiaoyao threw the jade slip in his hand to Gu Hengsheng.

"What is this?" Gu Hengsheng grabbed the jade slip and asked.

"Guantiantong's real practice method." Chu Xiaoyao replied flatly.

"What? The real cultivation method of Guantian Tong?" Gu Hengsheng's complexion changed, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the jade slip in his hand, exclaiming.

"What a fuss, Guantiantong was originally created by the third senior brother. I don't know how to ask the third senior brother to practice the broken papers here. I really don't know what to say about you."

Chu Xiaoyao showed a look of resentment.

"The Guantian Tong was created by the third brother?"

Gu Hengsheng was tongue-tied.

"Boy, can you go to the Library Pavilion and have a look, there are many cultivation methods of senior brothers and sisters, as well as the world's top skills and spells."

Chu Xiaoyao couldn't help but stepped forward to pat Gu Hengsheng's forehead, rolled his eyes and said, "I have so many secret arts and techniques in the Fusheng Tomb, I still need to go outside to cheat those rubbish things!"

"..." Gu Hengsheng was in a daze for a moment, what Brother Seven said seemed to make sense.

"It's hopeless to be stupid. If you have time, go to the Library Pavilion. The things there are much more precious than the exercises of the Laoshizi Holy Land sect."

Chu Xiaoyao turned around and left, thinking that he still had an unfinished chess game.

The bloodshot eyes that gushed out of Gu Hengsheng's eyes slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pain also quickly weakened.

Gu Hengsheng touched his forehead, it seemed that Senior Brother Seven had patted here just now, as if he had wiped away his pain.

(End of this chapter)