Summon Qunhao

Chapter 4 [The light boat has passed six thousand dollars]

After being shocked, Gu Yue'an quickly opened the knight order to check the knight column.

It's just that the result was disappointing, that lonely and murderous shadow was still in an inactive state.

Was it just an illusion?
It's definitely not an illusion, but I don't know how it is.

Gu Yue'an temporarily put aside this inexplicable miracle, and turned to look at the messy mountain temple.

The most urgent task now is to leave this place of right and wrong, but before leaving, Gu Yue'an still has one very important thing to do.

That's search.

In the past, when reading martial arts novels, you can always see that after the heir of a certain sect dies, he will carry some cheat books on his body and be picked up by the protagonist.

Gu Yue'an hoped that the disciples of the Longevity Sword Sect would do the same.

Thinking about it, he quickly stood up and started the search journey.

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

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

Gu Yue'an squatted down with some trepidation, fearing that the patriarch of the leading senior brother hadn't dissipated, she jumped out and gave him a sword.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Gu Yue'an smoothly opened the clothes of the leading senior brother, and rummaged through his lapel, suddenly he was overjoyed.

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

Got it!

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

Peeling off that layer of cloth reveals what's inside.

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

Gu Yue'an managed to recognize that it was the Longevity Scripture.

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

The meaning of this Longevity Sutra to him is nothing more than a life-saving straw.

Clutching the Longevity Scripture tightly, Gu Yue'an immediately searched for the other people.

The other three disciples of the Longevity Sword Sect didn't have anything useful except some silver taels.

On the contrary, Yin Tianming gave Gu Yue'an some surprises. He found a book "Minutes of Meridians and Acupuncture Points" on Yin Tianming.

There were also some bottles and cans, and a "Story of Corpse Poison" and other things. Gu Yue'an didn't have time to take a closer look, so he searched all over, and then he changed into his own clothes and fled the door .

I don't know how long it has passed.

When the sky is about to dawn.

There was another slight sound of stepping on the snow outside the mountain temple.

"Judging from the wounds of the two people in that store, it should be caused by Patriarch Mo Li's star sword, but I don't know where Junior Brother Xuanming and the others went."

"Uncle, there is a mountain temple here, why don't we go in and rest for a while before we go on our way?"

"Um……"

"Uncle... Junior Brother Xuan Ming and the others... are here, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Uncle, you are the best..."

"Xuan Ming...ah!!!! Which villain actually dares to kill my beloved disciple?! I will definitely tear him to pieces!"

With a loud noise, the entire mountain temple shook.

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six months later.

Gusu City.

When the sky was still just dawn.

In an inconspicuous small courtyard.

A young man with his upper body bare, with a very stable horse gait, holds a long knife in both hands at his waist, and is practicing drawing the knife at this time.

His speed of drawing the knife was not slow. When the long knife was drawn out of its sheath, it made a sharp piercing sound, and then he quickly put the knife back into its sheath, and drew it again.

He kept this movement of drawing the knife for about half an hour. During this half an hour, he kept drawing and closing the knife until he was exhausted, sweating profusely all over his body, and his hand holding the knife began to tremble. Can't hold a knife at all.

He finally stopped.

With the last cut, he put the knife back into its sheath.

"Two thousand 340 five..."

"It's not enough..." the young man leaned the knife on the ground, panting violently and muttering to himself.

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

That day he fled from the mountain temple, stumbled and staggered on the road, and slept in the open for several days. When he was about to die of cold and starvation, he finally found the main road, and then he went all the way to Gusu City.

Originally, he was worried that his status as a refugee would bring him trouble, because he vaguely remembered that travel between state capitals required a wayfinding certificate.

However, later facts proved that his worries were in vain. It has been nearly 200 years since Dachen established the country, and many laws and regulations among the state capitals have long been abolished.

Gu Yue'an just stuffed some extra copper coins when entering the city, so he passed the barrier and entered the city easily.

After entering the city, Gu Yue'an didn't stay idle. He first rented a secluded courtyard, then spent most of the remaining money on buying food and hoarding it, and then practiced endlessly.

Gu Yue'an had never practiced martial arts before, even if the previous Gu Yue'an had practiced a few simple fists and kicks, he had never been exposed to any advanced cultivation methods.

So when he first started reading "Longevity Sutra", Gu Yue'an was completely confused. He didn't understand anything about acupuncture points or the way of longevity.

The good thing is that the last Gu Yue'an has been studying for a few years, and he can barely understand the words and sentences. In addition, Yin Tianming also gave him a copy of "Minutes of Meridian Points", so he is not completely blind. Touch the elephant.

Moreover, what made Gu Yue'an feel the most intimate was that the "Longevity Sutra" is not a kung fu method that asks people to meditate and capture the sense of energy in the body as soon as it comes up. It has a set of boxing techniques that are suitable for cultivation, and the name is Changshengquan.

This boxing technique does not have any practical significance, its only function is to harmonize the body, stimulate the qi dissociated in the body, and let the sense of qi spontaneously develop.

This set of boxing techniques is a bit like Taijiquan. Gu Yue'an has learned a little bit of Taijiquan in college before, so he is not slow to learn.

But it was another matter to have a sense of qi. He had practiced for half a month before he could barely feel the first tinge of qi.

Afterwards, he didn't dare to slack off even more. While practicing Changsheng Quan diligently, he began to guide Qi and train his body according to the method recorded in the Longevity Sutra.

Guiding Qi to refine the body is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

Qi is born from the limbs and bones while constantly swaying fists and feet. Guiding Qi to refine the body means that before the generated Qi dissipates, one should sit in meditation and guide it to the whole body with thoughts.

But Gu Yue'an's body didn't have any in-depth cultivation before, and the hundred meridians were not opened, so it was extremely difficult for Qi to circulate in the body.

It wasn't until he conducted qi training for a full month that the first ray of internal qi circulation finally remained in his body.

According to the record in a crude cultivation book that Gu Yue'an bought on the market later, his condition can be called "Shexi" in this world.

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

In the next few months, Gu Yue'an still didn't dare to slack a little bit, he continued to train his body through Qi guidance, and at the same time he finally started to prepare for saber practice.

After all, the image left in his heart by the passing phantom that night was really amazing.

Although it is still not certain that the phantom shrouded in black mist in his knight order is the Fu Modao he guessed, but it must not be a simple character.

He bought a knife with the last of his money. Da Chen's martial arts was very popular, and there were no weapons in 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 extremely simple task at first glance, it is a hundred times easier than directing energy to refine one's body, or other peerless magical skills.

Just hold the knife and draw the knife.

But in practice, not only the movement when drawing the knife, the stability of the lower plate, and the strength of holding the knife must be considered.

More importantly, if you do something simple, you do it every day and every moment.

Then this matter becomes not simple at all.

Life is like this.

Draw a knife like this.

After the initial dull, tedious, exhausting experience.

More, it is to fight with your willpower.

In order to be able to stand longer, so that he could draw his knife more times, Gu Yue'an deliberately studied the horse stance for half a month.

In order to prevent his hands from being sore and weak from drawing the knife too many times, so that he could not hold the knife and let go of his hand, he tied a layer of cloth tightly between his hand and the handle of the knife every time before practicing the knife.

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

But five thousand knives.

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

Worth five thousand knives.

In the third month, I practiced the knife for eight hours a day, and finally recovered from exhaustion, and gradually had more energy.

It's over six thousand knives.

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

It's just because he found that practicing knives too frequently will not increase the number of knives, but will reduce efficiency.

Excessive use of the inner qi in one's body will only hinder the speed of returning qi, and it will also be a great torture to the spirit. Often, in the last few hours of practicing the sword, the consciousness is blurred, and the sword is being used entirely by feeling.

On the contrary, shortening the practice time and concentrating the inner energy to burst out in one or two hours can not only increase the quality of each knife, but also dig deep into one's own potential.

After half a month of drawing the sword, plus the preparation of the previous three months of hard work, Gu Yue'an actually forcibly doubled the size of the small stream in her body, and even faintly looked like a river.

He meditated on the spot for a while to regain his breath, and then drew the saber for half an hour.

This time the efficiency was slightly lower, only less than [-] knives were drawn.

After drawing the knife, he took a shower, performed a set of Changshengquan, changed his clothes and went out.

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