Fortune Teller

In the pavilion, two people were drinking.

Duke Beiting frowned slightly and looked to one side. A three-foot-wide boat floated gently like a green leaf. The imperial guards and the servants accompanying the eldest prince stood in the boat, looking a little uneasy.

"This idiot is always smart." Beiting Gong shook his head secretly.

The Lord of Ao State sent the eldest prince to Gaoqiu City to show off the national power of Ao State. Otherwise, why would he dispatch one hundred thousand heavy armored soldiers? Each heavy armored soldier has extremely strong horizontal training skills and is not easy to train. One hundred thousand heavy armored soldiers are listed in the In front of the formation, it is enough to sweep a large city.

As for wooing Gu Ximing, that is a matter between Ning Jun, Beiting Gong and the king of the country. How dare you, a little prince, interfere?

The boat approaches the Lotus Pavilion.

The servant in the boat said respectfully: "Ao Jing, the eldest prince of Ao State, would like to see the two princes. I hope you will grant your permission."

"Where did the servant come from? He doesn't understand any rules at all," Beiting Gong waved his hand impatiently: "Go back where you came from, so I don't have to worry about it."

The imperial guards and slaves quickly bowed their heads and confessed their guilt, then returned to the lake in a small boat.

"Brother Gu, let's continue drinking!" The smile returned to Mr. Beiting's face.

…

On the lakeside, the eldest prince looked at the boat slowly sailing back, feeling a mixture of joy and sorrow in his heart. His fists were clenched so hard that his veins almost burst out.

"Why haven't you come here yet? These two losers can't handle even a small thing."

The officials on both sides lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to answer.

The Lotus Pavilion is two hundred feet away from the lake. It is so far apart that it is difficult to hear clearly unless you shout loudly, not to mention there is a breeze on the lake.

Although everyone was paying close attention, they still couldn't hear clearly the conversation in the Lotus Pavilion.

After half a stick of incense.

The guard held the pennant and rowed the boat to the shore.

"What do the two princes say?" the eldest prince asked eagerly.

"Your Highness, as soon as we explained our intention, Duke Beiting sent us back." The servant walked up to Ao Jing and carefully told his master what had happened.

"Gu Ximing didn't say a word. Did Duke Beiting drive you back?" The eldest prince frowned.

"Your Highness, why don't we go back? Duke Beiting has a high status in the court. If we anger him, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat and walk around," Lan Chonghe said, "Today is not a good time, why not come visit another day?" "

The eldest prince looked at Du Zhiqiu.

The governor of Gaoqiu City, with an official position starting from the fifth rank, was not taken seriously by the eldest prince in the past, but now Gu Xiuyun lives in Du Zhiqiu's house, and he has to pass by this person whenever he pays a visit. Even the eldest prince Ao Jing has to consult him. Views.

"Your Highness, please forgive me," Du Zhiqiu bowed, "I am a low-ranking official, I am afraid that I will not be able to introduce you to Your Highness. In the past, many princes came here to pay a visit, but they were all rejected by Lord Gu."

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes, and there was a gleam of coldness in the depths of his eyes.

"Everyone is useless, and Duke Beiting is also against me." The eldest prince's face became extremely gloomy. "When I was in the imperial city in the past, I heard many times that Duke Beiting favored my third brother. Now it seems that this It’s true, Duke Beiting was worried that I would get Gu Ximing’s support and ascend to the throne, so he was trying to hinder me. No, I must enter the Lotus Pavilion.”

Thinking of this, the eldest prince stepped into the flying boat, and Lan Chonghe quickly followed.

"Your Highness, no!"

Officials on both sides stopped one after another. Beiting Gong had already made it clear that he didn't want to see any idle people, but the eldest prince still rushed up to him. Do you really think all innate warriors have a good temper?

"I already have an idea in mind, you don't need to say anything." Ao Jing's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of confidence in the corners of his eyebrows.

Poof!

The boat pushed through the waves and, driven by Lan Chonghe's true energy, sped towards the Lotus Pavilion as fast as an arrow.

…

The speeding boat naturally attracted the attention of Gu Xiuyun and Bei Tinggong.

"idiot."

Duke Beiting was secretly angry in his heart, but he could not express his anger in front of Gu Ximing. He could only smile and said: "The Lord is a man of great talent and strategy. After many years of fighting, he has more than doubled the territory of Ao. The eldest prince Ao Jing is a reckless person, please forgive me, Brother Gu."

"It doesn't matter," Gu Xiuyun smiled lightly, "This boy has a strong will and his martial arts is not weak. He has already reached the second-rate level. It is unknown whether he will enter the innate realm in the future."

"Just him?"

Beiting Gonglian shook his head, "Throughout the past and present, those who have been able to enter the innate realm are all those who are obsessed with martial arts and devote their whole lives to practicing martial arts. He has too many distracting thoughts in his mind. Let alone a hundred years, even two hundred or three hundred years. Unable to break through.”

Hearing this, Gu Xiuyun's eyes lit up.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Bei Tinggong's simple words made Gu Xiuyun understand the real key to entering Xiantian.

It turns out that the way to speed up the integration of mind and spirit with true energy is to devote oneself to martial arts and practice martial arts wholeheartedly.

When Gu Xiuyun circulated his true energy, he only had one mind left. The other nine minds were studying Taoist restrictions, so the effect was naturally not good.

"To practice the Immortal Way, you must have an indifferent mind and cut off the worldly world before you can progress further. The martial arts is just the opposite. You must have strong emotions to condense the innate true energy. These two paths are completely opposite...can you only choose one of them?"

Gu Xiuyun thought secretly in his heart.

The path of cultivation in the realm of heavens seems to be complete, and even a large number of venerables and true sages have been born over countless years, but he knows that the path of cultivation in the realm of heavens is flawed.

That's why Gu Xiuyun devoted himself to studying martial arts.

Unknowingly, the boat had arrived outside the Lotus Pavilion. The eldest prince stepped into the pavilion and knelt down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, he said respectfully: "Prince Ao Jing of the Ao Kingdom, I pray that I will take senior Gu as my teacher."

Beiting Gong glanced at the brocade-robed figure kneeling by the pavilion, and there was a trace of sarcasm on his lips. Who doesn't know how to kneel and kowtow? It would be too easy to get the innate warrior to become his disciple!

Gu Xiuyun put down the wine glass in his hand and turned to look at the eldest prince, "You want to become my disciple? Why?"

"My teacher has outstanding achievements, and he must want to step into a higher realm and become a being like Ning Jun or even Emperor Luo," the eldest prince said. "My disciple is willing to devote the power of a country to find demon flesh and blood, rare treasures, and help my teacher break through the martial arts." bottleneck."

"In addition, after the disciple ascends to the position of the leader of the country, he will give his mentor the title of monarch, which is equal to Ning Jun."

"Fart," Bei Tinggong was furious, "One country cannot have two kings. The country of Ao is not decided by a junior like you. If these words reach Ning Jun's ears, I guarantee that you will not survive for more than three days."

The corners of Gu Xiuyun's mouth tilted slightly, revealing a faint smile.

There are a total of 452 kings in the 800 great countries in the Realm of Living Beings. Even the strongest countries only have one innate king, because this is the greatest glory of the innate warrior.

A king will bless a country.

The eldest prince actually wants to appoint two monarchs for Ao country. He is really wishful thinking.

Beiting Gong's angry rebuke made the eldest prince even more resentful. These words were just words to win over Gu Ximing. When he becomes the king of the country in the future, or even enters the innate realm, there are many ways to evade it. What trouble is Beiting Gong causing?

"Teacher, my disciple is so sincere that he can even offend all the princes in the court, the princes of the four directions, and even my father and Lord Ning. All I want is to join my mentor and practice martial arts." The eldest prince said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Are you really obsessed with martial arts?" Gu Xiuyun stood up and walked to Ao Jing.

"This disciple is determined to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts and is willing to give up everything for this."

"Okay, if you can give up your identity as the eldest prince, become a commoner from now on, and kneel once every three steps, and kowtow once every nine steps, all the way to Xuanliang Mountain, I will accept you as a registered disciple."

As he spoke, Gu Xiuyun waved his hand, and his true energy filled the lake, forming an ice path that led directly to the shore.

Bei Tinggong looked surprised.

There are two hundred feet from the Lotus Pavilion to the shore. Even if Gu Xiuyun's true energy is extremely cold, it should not spread so far. It seems that in the previous battle, not only did he hide his strength, but Gu Xiuyun also had reservations.

"Teacher..."

The eldest prince looked hesitant.

As a commoner, what's the point of worshiping an innate warrior?

Moreover, kneeling every three steps and kowtowing every nine steps is really too humiliating. How could the eldest prince Ao Jing be so proud and arrogant, how could he bear such humiliation?

"Your Highness, you have to endure hardships to become a master." Lan Chonghe, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but speak.

Gu Xiuyun turned around and looked.

Lan Chonghe has a beard and is nearly sixty years old. For a martial arts master, this age is not too old. After being nurtured by Zhenqi, his physical body is still at its peak. It was not until he was ninety years old that his physical body began to gradually weaken. At that time, it will no longer be possible to break through the acquired bottleneck.

With Lan Chonghe's qualifications, there is no hope for him in this life.

The ninth level of a first-rate warrior is only three steps away from the twelfth level, but it is a world of difference. If you want to cross it, you must obtain a large amount of demon flesh and blood, use spiritual power to maintain your mind and body, or be extremely passionate about martial arts.

But Lan Chonghe is the general of Ao State. He has to deal with tedious military affairs every day. He has many distracting thoughts in his heart and fails to meet the opportunity. In the end, he can only die in depression.

"Meeting is fate," Gu Xiuyun said quietly, "If you give up the glory and wealth of General Ao and worship along the ice road, Gu can consider accepting you as a registered disciple."

Lan Chonghe's expression froze, and his eyes hesitated.

If he were a direct disciple, he would definitely kneel down and worship without hesitation, but he was only a named disciple...