The Heavens: Starting from the Flowing Gold

"I Ching?"

When Duan Yu heard Gu Yi say this, he looked at him in surprise.

He never thought that martial arts could be related to the Book of Changes, but this also made it convenient for him.

He has loved studying scriptures since he was a child. Although he cannot recite the Book of Changes by heart, he has memorized it by heart without any surprises.

Gu Yi was teaching Duan Yu the Lingbo Weibu technique, while Duan Zhengchun and Duan Zhengming were walking towards them not far away.

Looking at Duan Yu who was constantly dodging and moving in the open space, the two men were a little surprised. They had forced Duan Yu many times, but there had never been any effect in all these years.

After looking at each other, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and come to the two of them, and was even more surprised at this moment.

The lightness skill that Duan Yu displayed at this moment was not the lightness skill of the Duan family, but was somewhat similar to Gu Yi's lightness skill.

"Young Master Gu, what are you doing?"

Gu Yi naturally knew what Duan Zhengming was referring to.

"It's just a light skill. Your Majesty and Emperor Baoding don't need to take it to heart."

The two men looked at Gu Yi's free and easy appearance, but they had all seen Gu Yi's extraordinary lightness skills, and even the two of them might not be able to compare with Gu Yi.

It was such a unique skill that was passed on to Duan Yu so easily.

What a great kindness and brotherhood this is.

"Young man, please don't call me Prince or Emperor Baoding. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle."

Duan Zhengming is very good at winning people over. Gu Yi's martial arts skills are even better than his, and he is still so young and upright in his work. If he can be recruited into Dali, he will be like a tiger with wings.

"I will respectfully obey your orders and greet my two uncles."

Duan Zhengchun and Duan Zhengming laughed heartily, and did not forget to say to Duan Yu, "Yu'er, why don't you thank Brother Gu quickly? If you put this extra skill you have learned into the martial arts world, I'm afraid it will cause a bloody storm."

Duan Yu did not think much about it when he was learning it, but after hearing from his father and uncle, he realized that this light Kung Fu was so precious.

I am even more moved now.

"Dad, Big Brother Gu taught me such a powerful Qinggong, why don't we teach Big Brother Gu a martial art as well, that would be fair."

Duan Zhengchun and Duan Zhengming's expressions instantly became unnatural.

There are not many martial arts in their Duan family that can compare with Gu Yi's lightness skills. If they really want to teach him a martial art, the only ones they can offer are One Yang Finger and Six Meridians Divine Sword.

But these two things are the unique skills of the Duan family and must not be passed on to outsiders. Even if Duan Zhengming is the Emperor of Dali now, he cannot make this decision.

Gu Yi patted Duan Yu's shoulder, somewhat dissatisfied, and said to the others, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't teach you martial arts for rewards. The poison has been cleared, and you have learned Qinggong. This trip to Dali has come to an end. See you in the future."

Duan Yu was a little reluctant, "Brother Gu, you are leaving now, you haven't even had a meal yet, if this gets out, it means that our Zhennan Palace is not hospitable enough.

Stay and have a meal before you leave."

"Yes, at least let us show our hospitality." Duan Zhengming tried to persuade them to stay.

Gu Yi still stayed.

As evening approached, Gu Yi left the palace. Even though Duan Yu kept asking him to stay, he still refused.

You can only sleep alone in the palace, why don't you go back to the hotel and sleep with Dao Baifeng in your arms, it's soft and comfortable. Could it be that sleeping on the bed in the palace can increase your martial arts skills?

"Is Yu'er okay?"

"Don't worry, I've seen Duan Yu's body recover a long time ago, and I also taught him a unique light skill, so that he can protect his life in times of danger. At least he won't be caught as easily as he was this time."

Dao Baifeng also understood that Gu Yi's lightness skill was truly unrivaled in the world. She had never seen anyone whose lightness skill was that fast. Not only that, but it was extremely graceful and elegant when performed, like an immortal or a god in the world.

"Thank you." Dao Baifeng was very touched. Gu Yi and Duan Yu were only friends for a few days. If it weren't for her, how could he have taught him such advanced Qinggong skills.

Anyone who practices martial arts will take his or her own unique skills very seriously, and will never pass them on to anyone other than a direct disciple.

There are many cases in the world where a teacher starves his disciples to death.

There were ripples in his eyes, with a hint of tenderness gathering and hidden in them.

"Is a verbal thank you enough?"

Gu Yi saw through Dao Baifeng's thoughts and knew that she had misunderstood, but he did not explain.

Dao Baifeng thought back to Gu Yi's previous request, but she had never agreed to it. She felt extremely shy. She was from a prominent family, so it was embarrassing for her to kneel down.

But now she wanted to satisfy Gu Yi.

He has given so much for himself, and no one else sees or knows it anyway.

Dao Baifeng pulled Gu Yi to the bedside, charmingly stretched out her smooth white jade-like little hand and gently stroked his chest, then pushed it with a little force.

Without resistance, Gu Yi followed Dao Baifeng's strength and sat on the edge of the bed.

"This is my first time doing this..."

Dao Baifeng seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago when she was just beginning to fall in love. Her face flushed a little and her figure slowly disappeared from Gu Yi's sight.

Soon, Gu Yi stroked Dao Baifeng's hair with satisfaction. It turned out to be the right decision to come back. It was impossible to get such treatment in the palace.

During that night, Gu Yi was in high spirits, and on the next day he heard about Jiumozhi from outside.

Although the monks of Tianlong Temple did not spread the news that Jiumozhi was coming to Dali, Jiumozhi was also the imperial teacher of a country, and the news of his trip could naturally not be hidden from everyone in the world.

And the direction of travel is still Dali.

It's coming in a day?

Gu Yi sat in the inn, eating his meal, thinking about how he could use this opportunity to obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Dao Baifeng went to see Duan Yu early in the morning, then left Dali and rushed back to Yuxu Temple.

It is really hard to accept what happened last night. It was too absurd and too ridiculous. I must go back and recite the scriptures carefully to wash away the filth on my body.

Gu Yi meditated in the room for a whole day, controlling his internal strength more perfectly. With the bonus of the "Bai Chi Gan Ceng" and "Further Going" entries, he was making progress almost every moment.

The most refreshing thing is that I can clearly feel my own progress.

Gu Yi walked out of the inn with a sword in his hand. Today he was going to challenge Jiumozhi, but he didn't know if he could beat Jiumozhi. After all, the monk was quite powerful.

But even if we can't win, we won't lose either.

He possesses two unique martial arts skills and a swift sword.

Gu Yi rushed all the way to Tianlong Temple.

He planned to challenge Jiumozhi as a martial artist, but there was no need to rush. Without Duan Yu this time, he didn't know how Tianlong Temple would respond.

After running all the way, Gu Yi arrived outside the Tianlong Temple and saw the foreign monks who had accompanied him. However, he did not care about them and simply climbed over the wall and went inside.

Jiumozhi has already started to use his finger techniques.

However, Gu Yi did not see Duan Zhengming here. Perhaps it was because of Duan Yu's incident that he did not come here.

Gu Yi stared at Jiumozhi intently, with a little bit of strength emanating from him. With the surge of internal force, he pointed his flower-picking fingers in the air several times. A breeze blew by, and sporadic pieces of cloth flew down, leaving dozens of round holes on his sleeves.

I can't help but sigh at the extraordinary skill of Jiumozhi's finger technique. (End of this chapter)