When he was in the village, Yu Ye believed that he was not inferior to any of his peers in terms of intelligence, courage, or hunting ability. Even if he later met Feng Laoqi, became an accomplice of a thief, and was thrown into a dungeon by the Yan family, he would still be able to deal with it calmly in the face of danger. He believes that he knows how to be patient and is smart enough. As long as he grows up slowly and becomes stronger, he can become a good man like his father.
Maybe, Yujiacun is too small.
After meeting Chen Qi and Bai Zhi, he realized his ignorance and incompetence. Even Gu Yu, who was similar in age, made him feel inferior. And according to Jiao Ying's words, he is a fool. Not only is he stupid and stupid, but he is also self-righteous, indecisive, and has no merit whatsoever.
In other words, the world outside Xingyuan Valley is too big.
There are not only Taoist sects in the world, but also immortal sects, demonic sects, and many unknown existences.
But now, he has finally embarked on a new journey and embarked on a strange and magical path of cultivation.
Inside the cliff cave.
Guyu was jumping up and down, tossing and turning, practicing his light body technique.
He guards the cliff cave and takes care of Taoist cultivation. He kills two birds with one stone and does not waste his time.
Yu Ye, sitting on the stone platform at the entrance of the cave, seemed to be trying to figure out the art of lightness, but he was no longer excited and excited, but his expression was restrained and his breath was long. He was obviously practicing his "Tiangang Sutra" and the Seven Kills Sword. gas. Now, no matter whether he is walking, walking, standing, or lying down, day or night, he is breathing, breathing, and practicing exercises. He was really afraid of Jiao Ying and didn't want to be scolded like a storm again.
She should not be old, and her temper is really not young, but she is knowledgeable and knows many techniques for cultivating immortals. Even the enigmatic Qiu Bo would be hard-pressed to compare with her.
I have only heard her voice but have never met her. What kind of woman is she?
"call--"
Guyu put away the Light Body Technique and landed on the ground, breathing heavily: "I have been practicing for half an hour. I wonder how far you have understood it and whether you have gained anything?"
Yu Ye shook his head.
Guyu walked to the edge of the pool, wiped his face, turned back, and said with an expected smile: "If you don't understand the formulas of the exercises, it's hard to understand the mysteries. Let's go-" He jumped up to the stone platform and sat down, waving his hand. : "You try to imitate a few, and I may be able to point out the fallacies for you."
Yu Ye shook his head again and said, "No need!"
He was afraid of violating the sect rules and causing Gu Yu to suffer, and of course he was afraid of Jiao Ying's censure.
Guyu was in high spirits and urged: "Hey, you are a happy person, how come you have become so arrogant after two months?"
Yu Ye couldn't shirk it, so he could only jump off the stone platform and walk to the open space in front of him, but he looked absent-minded.
It has been two months since you came to Xuanhuang Mountain? I was busy practicing all day long, and the days passed quickly. And since the last appearance, Bai Zhi has not been seen again.
Seeing his lack of movement, Gu Yu teased: "You have been watching me practice for a long time, so you should remember every move. Could it be that you forgot to keep it clean?"
"Well, I remember a few sword techniques."
Yu Ye grinned, turned around and picked up the bamboo stick from where he slept.
"You actually remember swordsmanship?"
Gu Yu said disapprovingly: "Don't talk nonsense, just show it quickly and let me see!"
As we all know, swordsmanship is more difficult to practice than the art of lightening one's body, but some people are willing to sacrifice the easy for the difficult, which is obviously a big lie.
Yu Ye stood still for a moment, made a sword gesture with his left hand, raised the bamboo stick with his right hand and drew a circle, and moved and rotated his steps accordingly. His body shape and steps were neither fast nor slow, as if he were strolling in a leisurely manner as he pleased.
"Hey, are you dancing with a sword or drawing talismans..."
Gu Yu couldn't help laughing.
Xuanhuang swordsmanship emphasizes the movement of clouds and flowing water, the combination of strength and softness. When it dances, it is impervious to wind and rain and has murderous intent. Even if a disciple of the Taoist sect understands the art of swordsmanship, without three or five years of hard work, he can never hope to understand the true meaning of swordsmanship.
Before Gu Yu's laughter faded, his eyes widened again.
Yuye behaves strangely, but the bamboo stick seems to follow rules. If the movement of the bamboo stick is coherent and accelerated a little, it will be the first form of Xuanhuang Sword Technique. The second move that followed the sword technique showed no trace of connection at all. And he suddenly stopped, tapping his bamboo stick "Dudu", like a blind man exploring the road, completely unaware of the direction.
"Ha ha!"
Guyu smiled even more happily, shook his head and waved his hands: "It's really interesting that you imitate swordsmanship like this. It's getting late, I'll come with you tomorrow!"
He tidied up a bit and left.
Yu Ye was still thinking about the swordsmanship moves, and the bamboo stick in his hand made a "keep" sound. Then the stone door slammed shut, and the tapping sound of the bamboo sticks stopped abruptly. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the entrance of the cave to look around.
It was dusk, and the mountains below were shrouded in twilight.
But they saw two figures walking up the stone stairs to the mountain terrace. One was Gu Yu who had just left, with his head lowered and a submissive look. The other figure was slender and light in step. It was clearly Bai Zhi, who was whispering something. There seemed to be some scruples between the two of them as they spoke, and they looked up in unison.
Yu Ye couldn't help but retreat, frowning slightly.
Bai Zhi, whom I haven't seen for many days, has been guarding outside the cliff cave? Why was she hiding from him, and what did she tell Gu Yu?
Yu Ye looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, his expression condensed, his waist turned, and his wrist twirled. He used the sword technique with his left hand, and the bamboo stick made a sound of wind, followed by a shadow of the stick, and then the dense wind swept across all directions, and he himself was shrouded in the shadow of the stick. After a moment, the sound of the wind and the shadow of the stick disappeared, leaving him standing there, still looking at the bamboo stick in his hand and muttering to himself——
"If I can't use Xuanhuang Sword Technique, I will be scolded again..."
After he gained cultivation and spiritual consciousness, he could never forget what he saw, and his understanding of Taoism also improved by leaps and bounds. Watching Gu Yu practice swordsmanship every day, he had already memorized everything, but he had to pretend to be confused just to avoid trouble. According to Jiao Ying's theory, this is called hiding the front within and expressing the intention outside. And if he still can't learn a set of common swordsmanship in two months, Jiao Ying will probably scold him for being stupid again.
Yu Ye walked to the sleeping place, lifted up his clothes and sat down.
The Xuanhuang Sword Technique was nothing more than that. The key was that there was still no progress in the cultivation of Seven Kills Sword Qi.
Behind the exercises in the "Tiangang Sutra", there are also appended various small spells such as body protection, righteousness, evil spirits, and grain-proofing, etc. However, Jiao Ying did not allow him to practice it and only let him specialize in the Seven Kills Sword Qi.
The Seven Kills Sword Qi, also known as the Seven Kills Sword in the sword manual, or the Seven Evils Sword Technique, became famous because of the sword Qi and was so powerful that it was simply called the Seven Kills Sword Qi by Jiaoying. The sword technique is called Seven Kills, but it only has six moves. After completing the six moves, the six swords were combined into seven moves to kill. If compared with the sixty-three changes of Xuanhuang Sword Technique, the Seven Kills Sword Qi seems to be simpler. Only by starting to practice can you understand the difficulty.
The so-called sword energy is a sword made of true energy. It is said that sword energy is invisible but extremely powerful. And how can a monk who has just stepped into the threshold of qi refining turn the weak true qi in his body into sword qi?
Yu Ye stood alone in the cliff cave, lost in thought.
When night gradually fell, he closed his eyes slightly, formed a seal with his hands, and concentrated on one. With the movement of the technique, the sea of qi gradually becomes fuller. As a wisp of energy poured into his meridians, he suddenly opened his eyes, made a seal with his right hand, and put his middle and index fingers together to form a sword seal in the air. The energy in the meridians suddenly rushed through the arm and shot straight towards the Two-Finger Sword Technique. His passion could not be suppressed, and he exhaled and shouted: "Kill!"
But nothing happened.
The energy has dissipated before it can rush out of the two fingers.
Yu Ye did not give up and continued to try. And after trying ten times in succession, the sword energy he expected was still missing.
What went wrong? Is it because of insufficient Zhen Qi or wrong cultivation methods? Why do we always fall short at the last moment?
While he was thinking hard, Yu Ye suddenly felt hot in his lower abdomen, his Qi was loose, followed by meridians spasming, his internal organs aching, and his head feeling dizzy. He immediately collapsed to the ground, huddled up, and screamed: "Jiao Poison... Jiao Ying, save me..."
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After more than two months, the poison struck again.
Ever since he was captured by Bai Zhi and imprisoned in a cliff cave in Xuanhuang Mountain, he nourished his body with herbs and elixirs every day, looked at the sky and sea of clouds outside the cave, played and joked with Guyu, and endured the nagging of Jiao Ying, Yu Ye lived a busy and busy life. And fulfilling. Especially after becoming a monk, he either mastered the art of lightness and swordsmanship, or was busy practicing secretly. He almost forgot about the existence of the poison. And just when he was concentrating on the practice of sword energy, the familiar and unbearable pain suddenly came.
But no one rescued him.
When he was unconscious, he heard Jiao Ying's sigh. She still said the same thing, God will help those who save themselves. She taught the skills to the best of her ability. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on his own luck. And unfavorable opportunities are often accompanied by huge dangers. Since he became a monk with the help of the dragon pill, he will surely suffer from the poison. Only when he cultivates the golden elixir can he get rid of this suffering. However, as his cultivation level increases, the intervals between the attacks of the poison become longer and longer.
Yu Ye rolled in vain on the ground, trembling, and moaning until he was exhausted and passed out. In the daze, Gu Yu's exclamation came, and then Bai Zhi appeared, grabbed his veins, took out several bottles of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
At that moment, he finally understood Jiao Ying's helplessness and worry.
His cultivation is too weak and he has no ability to protect himself. He still has to be manipulated by others and cannot control his life or death.
And his luck doesn't seem to be bad...
Two days later, he woke up from a coma.
The pain caused by the poison has disappeared. The skylight outside the cave is still so bright and distant. There was a bamboo box placed in front of him, and Gu Yu walked towards him with a smile on his face.
"Hey, are you awake?"
Guyu knelt down and said thankfully: "As my senior sister expected, she said you will wake up within three days. And your internal injuries have not healed, so you must not be careless." He opened the bamboo box and gestured: "These The pills for healing are all warming and tonic medicines, you can take them as appropriate, the more the better."
The bamboo box no longer contained medicinal herbs, but a pile of small bottles, as many as twenty or thirty. There are various words engraved on it, such as cultivating energy, nourishing qi, gathering spirits, dispelling evil spirits, fasting grains, etc., but there are no elixirs for treating poison.
Yu Ye was lying on the ground, looking haggard.
He looked as if he was really seriously ill. The pain and despair during this period still left him with lingering fear. However, when he woke up, he found that his consciousness could see a little further, and there was a little more true energy in his meridians. In other words, his cultivation had improved a little, and he seemed to be approaching the perfection of the first level of Qi refining. realm.
What Jiao Ying said makes sense. Opportunities and dangers always go hand in hand. The price of pain may be death, or it may mean rebirth and gain.
Guyu took out a piece of bamboo tube to bring water from the stream and put it on the ground. Then he sat on the stone platform at the entrance of the cave and looked down.
"Senior Brother Chenqi has returned to the mountain. He has brought several Taoist friends from other places with him, saying that he is visiting the master, but the master is in retreat..."
