Hundreds of light cavalry trampled the tranquility of the night and surrounded the carriage. The boundless silver plain in the wilderness was filled with a sense of murder.
Xu Wenle stopped his horse and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, we have to set off."
Two women had already been seated in the carriage. Guiliu got into the carriage with the little girl in his arms and carefully drew the wind curtain.
The space in the carriage is small, and if you sit facing each other, if you don't draw your knees in, it's easy to bump into the other person's legs during the bumps. Geiliu was used to riding in a spacious carriage, but suddenly he was squeezed into such a small carriage, especially with two women sitting opposite him, so he felt a little uncomfortable.
He is like this, and the two women must be like this too. One of the girls, who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, was sitting opposite Geiliu. She simply tilted her head towards the window and concentrated on looking at the scenery.
The other woman, although her face was covered by a veil, looked older, at least in her twenties.
From the moment he got into the carriage, Guiliu's eyes were looking at this woman intentionally or unintentionally. It's not that she is stunningly beautiful, but there is a dark red sword on her lap.
In other words, if the woman in front of me is not a warrior, then she is a Qi practitioner, but the specific realm is unknown.
Geiliu thought about it for a while, and found that there seemed to be no famous female warriors or swordsmen in the past hundred years of the Dafeng Dynasty, so the woman in front of him was probably not top-notch.
At least, compared with myself who was ranked among the top ten in the martial arts review back then, it is indeed not top-notch.
Geiliu didn't know why he had this kind of mentality. It seemed that this was the first time that he secretly compared his realm with others.
Of course, don't take a moment for eternity. At the moment, he is just a young warrior who has just reached the first level.
Without the great opportunities and gifts of luck, Guiliu knew that with his own martial arts skills, even if he practiced desperately for a lifetime, he would only be able to reach the sixth level at most, and it would be impossible to reach the upper third level. But his current body seems to be very suitable for Qi training, and it is especially suitable for sword cultivation. At least Gui Qing, who is very discerning, gave an evaluation of "fair qualifications".
So the question arises, since Gui Luming knows that practicing Qi has a better future than practicing martial arts, why does he still insist on martial arts?
There are two reasons. First, Qi training requires a leader, which is what Qi practitioners call a "preacher." On this basis, if you want to go for a long time, you need a "guardian". "Guardian" is dispensable, but without a preacher, it will be difficult for ordinary people to grasp the illusory Qi training road and open up the path. To put it metaphorically, it's like a scholar who is eager to become an official. He wants to recommend himself, but doesn't know where to find those big shots. The same is true for Geiryu's current situation. It's not that he doesn't want to practice qi, but that he is a martial artist. Born, he didn't know anything about Qi training methods, and there was no one to teach him, so he was forced to return to martial arts.
Of course, nothing is absolute, and there are a very small number of people in this world who can embark on the path of spiritual practice without the need for "preachers." The immortals call this "wild cultivation."
There is no doubt that all wild cultivators have extremely high levels of understanding, otherwise they would not be able to reach the threshold of Qi training on their own. But it is useless to have understanding alone. After all, wild cultivators are wild people. Without the support of the sect, it is difficult to make the road of Qi training longer and wider. Therefore, for thousands of years, it is difficult for wild cultivators to produce great talents.
The first reason above can be said to be that Geiliu is unable to do what he wants. But the second reason why Geiryu insists on martial arts is that he has some ideas of his own.
Warriors are physically strong and good at close combat, but they are not as versatile as Qi practitioners. Although Qi Practitioners can make the way of heaven work for themselves, control the wind thousands of miles away, control mountains and rivers, and shrink the earth to an inch, their bodies are fragile and only slightly stronger than ordinary people, so they can easily die.
For thousands of years, it seems that one has to practice either martial arts or qi, and the practice of both martial arts and martial arts has not been popular.
Is it impossible? Perhaps many great monks and great masters were unsure about this question, but the answer Giliu got from his sister and the Lord of Fengdu was "yes".
Of course it is possible to cultivate both Qi and martial arts, but if you focus on it, it is easy to waste both paths, which is the so-called "biting off more than you can chew", so it is better to concentrate on one path to reach the sky.
But that is only for ordinary people, and Geliu obviously cannot be classified among them.
During the Battle of Fanke Mountain, he briefly reached the seventh level.
On the Xianjia ferry, absorbing the remaining luck of the Sui Dynasty in the azure Ru porcelain, he briefly entered the eleventh lost rank. And not long after, the Sui Emperor suddenly appeared and handed him that ray of divinity.
Therefore, whether it is the scenery at the heights of martial arts or the peak of Qi training, he has seen it and learned something from it. This is equivalent to knowing the direction from the beginning and not going astray. Therefore, the dual cultivation of Qi and martial arts is very important to him. That said, it is extremely feasible.
It is for these two reasons that Gei Liu still practices martial arts diligently today.
Suddenly, the carriage jolted violently, and the girl's knee hit Guiliu's leg hard.
There was nothing wrong with Guiliu, he just felt as light as floating catkins, no pain or itching. This is because as a warrior, he has a strong body, and these small bumps and bruises are nothing. But on the other hand, the girl seemed to be on the verge of tears from the pain, but she bit her lip and remained silent.
Seeing her like this, Gui Liu swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Are you okay?"
The girl's beautiful eyes widened slightly, full of anger, "What do you think? I really don't understand, are your legs made of stone?"
Guiliu touched his nose and remained silent.
The girl sneered and said, "You were obviously the one who hit me first, and you took your anger out on me. You really deserve to be hurt to death."
Guiliu said helplessly: "This is an injustice. I didn't think so."
At this moment, the pain was mostly over. The girl rubbed her knees and curled her lips. In order to avoid being hit again when the carriage bumped, she simply turned her knees to the side of the carriage.
In any case, fortunately the girl is not the kind of porcelain doll that breaks at the touch of a touch, so she is safe and sound. However, the posture the girl is holding at the moment will make her legs sore and numb in a short while. Although she can avoid it, it is not a long-term solution at all.
Guiliu thought for a while, hesitated, took off his windproof cloak at night, and said softly: "Girl, if you don't mind, just use this to cover your legs. If you hit me again, it won't hurt so much."
Nicheng asked the girl, "You have no legs?"
Guiliu froze for a long time before slowly folding the clothes and covering his legs.
He finally saw that the harmless-looking girl in front of him really had a bad temper.
Those women who came from wealthy and noble families in the Dajing Dynasty, regardless of their nature, were very good at hiding things, such as how to pronounce words when talking, how to walk and sit properly, and what etiquette should be practiced. These are all important to them. It is something that must be kept in mind, so these noble women always give people a gentle and bright impression.
During those years of debauchery and sordidness, Geiliu had made friends with many female relatives. Once he took a beauty on a trip, everyone in the city would surely know about it.
But like the girl in front of me, a wealthy woman who didn't pay attention to etiquette at all, Geiliu had never seen in the Dajing Dynasty.
And this also shows that the girl's family never pays attention to ethics, and the girl is very likely to be the apple of the family's eye. But it should be noted that this is very rare. Because of the secular prejudice against women, many women who are born into wealthy families have been kept in a well-behaved manner since they were young. The etiquette they are accustomed to is often not really about cultivating their moral character, but just for the benefit of the family. For example, when facing those high-ranking and powerful young men from aristocratic families, how should they give up when they want to talk, and how should they act step by step after they gradually fall in love? Became Mrs. Gaoming.
Therefore, the fact that a girl can develop such a temper is a sign of her luck and happiness.
Guiliu suddenly felt that he had been lightly kicked. When he came to his senses, he saw the girl holding her chin in her hands and looking out the window.
At her reminder, he also looked out the window and found that he had reached the section where he could see the palace under the moon. Not far away, more than half of Qionglou Yuyu's palace has been exposed.
The little girl tilted her head, fascinated, so Geiliu simply held her on his lap, so that she could see everything clearly without any obstruction of her sight.
The girl said: "This palace is called Moonlight Palace, and this plain is called Moonlight Plain. Both names were given by me, don't they sound good?"
Guiliu was a little stunned. Shouldn't an emperor's palace be named and plaqued by the emperor himself? Even if the emperor really has no literary talent, which of the officials in the imperial court would not have amazing articles? No matter how you look at it, it's not a girl's turn to choose a name, right?
Guiliu shouldn't have asked more questions, but he couldn't control his desire for knowledge, so he said cautiously: "Little girl, what is your relationship with that old emperor?"
The girl thought for a while and was about to answer. Suddenly, there was an untimely coughing sound.
It was the older woman who had remained silent. She opened her eyes and glanced at Guiliu with a meaningful look.
The girl and Geiryu closed their mouths in unison.
Gradually the lively atmosphere dropped, and the girl no longer even thought about looking at the scenery, so she simply closed her eyes.
The carriage drove for a while. After watching the palace attentively, the little girl felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.
The girl with her chin in her hands seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
At this time, the two people who were still awake in the carriage could easily be seen as night watchmen from all parties.
For some reason, the carriage obviously slowed down and then stopped slowly.
Hearing the sound of horses drinking, Gui Liu lowered his guard. At the same time, Xu Wen, who was careful, did not shout directly at the top of his voice, but expected that someone must have fallen asleep. He quietly opened the curtain of the carriage and whispered: "Stop here for a while, adults can come down and take a breath."
The veiled woman got off the carriage without hesitation.
Gui Liu followed closely behind.
The two seemed to have a clear understanding of each other. They walked along the river one behind the other, and finally stopped at a place with no one around them.
Guiliu was the first to speak: "Whatever you have to do, just say so."
The woman looked into the distance and said in a calm voice: "I only have one question that needs you to answer truthfully. Why do you have this sword?"
When she spoke, Gui Liu could even feel her unconcealed murderous intent.
In other words, if Geliu tells lies next, or chooses to avoid answering, then she will kill someone.
But the more arrogant she became, the more unwilling Gui Liu was to comply with her wishes, so he sneered: "Who are you trying to scare? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
The woman's five fingers slowly grasped the scabbard, and in an instant, the river water in front of her exploded.
Next, she only said a few words, but it made Gui Liu walk on thin ice without any provocation.
"A first-grade martial artist, with three rays of sword energy, the famous Sword of the West."
