The exquisite nine turns can not only improve the realm, but also greatly benefit the mind. Even after drinking the wine and staying up all night, Gui Liu did not feel tired at all. After the mirror was broken, instead of going back to rest, he sat leisurely on the eaves and watched the sun. out.
Now that Taoist Lotus Crown teaches and leads the way, and his qualifications are "fair", cultivation has become quite simple. At least, this must be the case for the lower three realms and the middle three realms. As for the upper three realms, Taoist Lotus Crown also said that it is not difficult to become a great monk. However, even if the great monks are in the same realm, they are divided into different realms and mental states. Therefore, it is completely up to you to decide which category you can join.
But Gei Liu is also very melancholy at the moment. If you practice casually, you will become a second-level monk, and according to the Lotus Crown Taoist, it is likely to be the strongest second-level monk in the past hundred years, so the journey of a monk is really smooth. But since I came to Dafeng, I have practiced my martial arts path diligently and never stopped for a day. But no matter how hard he tried, even though he had obtained the "True Sutra" from Yao Tiao, progress was still slow.
What makes Gui Liu feel melancholy the most is Gui Qing's words: "Your martial arts qualifications are extremely mediocre. Even if you practice for a lifetime, you will not be able to become a great master."
Moreover, Giliu himself could also feel that the martial arts aptitude of his body was really not that good, and was even mediocre than the martial arts aptitude of his previous body.
No matter what, Geiryu is unwilling to give up martial arts. He always had a ridiculous and pitiful idea in his heart, but he didn't let anyone know about it.
If anything happens, I can really see her in the future and develop the physique of a great master. At least I won't be stabbed to death by her sword. Even if I only have one last breath, I can see her clearly and talk to her. One sentence is enough.
Therefore, no matter how difficult it is to practice martial arts, he will never give up. Isn't it said that the life span of a great monk is extremely long, often hundreds of years? I don't have the best qualifications, but I can use my strength to make a difference every day. Even if I make it step by step, I will reach the rank of a great master.
Zhou Xu, who was rushing to help His Majesty the Emperor handle government affairs, was in a hurry and did not notice Gui Liu sitting on the eaves.
Looking at his back as he hurriedly boarded the carriage, Guiliu sighed. He has a clear and upright attitude, and has truly devoted his whole life to serving the country. Is he probably the only courtier in the world who is like this? Regardless of talent and skills, but only in terms of loyalty, Zhuang Tianji and Zhang Gu's grandfather, these two courtiers who truly achieved "the harmony between king and minister", could not compare with Zhou Xu.
It's just that although Zhou Xu is loyal, his political achievements in his life are really average. Otherwise, among the four powerful families, how could the Zhou family be the least conspicuous? Of course, everything has its pros and cons. If the Zhou family was really in the ascendant and Zhou Xu was really powerful, it would be impossible for the old emperor to marry Queen Yi'an's biological sister to Zhou Xu.
From the emperor's mouth, Geiliu heard about the feat of the female imperial master who destroyed an entire city by one person. Even the three thousand light cavalry had fled back to their own territory, but they were killed by the female imperial master at the foot of the city. The soldiers on top of the city watched helplessly. Watching Pao Ze being killed. This move is both murderous and heartbreaking. It can be described as extremely vicious, and it is worthy of what the "liquidator" can do.
It's just that this kind of thing is generally of little use. If it weren't for the purpose of destroying the fourth military town that was fifty miles away, the female imperial master would not have taken action. For thousands of years, real victory on the battlefield has depended on the battle between two armies. To put it bluntly, great masters and great monks can only do some "sneaky" things when the other party is unprepared. If we fight openly and openly, facing the machine-tooled heavy crossbows and catapults that have been prepared long ago, the crossbows and bows and arrows, and the crushing of the iron cavalry, there is a high probability that there will be no return.
In the early days of the Dajing Dynasty, there was a "rectification movement" in which millions of cavalry marched across the country. Among them was a grand master at the peak of the seventh rank, who was shot to death by thirty machine-tooled heavy crossbows. There was also a great monk in the late seventh realm who was besieged by 10,000 crossbowmen for three days and three nights, and was finally killed alive.
Mayflies can really knock down big trees. This is the scariest part of the battlefield.
Therefore, we still hope that the female imperial master will act with caution. After all, don't forget that the "Wen Dynasty" is not without experts. At least as far as is known, there is a great monk of the Yin and Yang family named "Jingfang".
There is another very important thing today. Guiliu stretched out and jumped off the eaves.
In the room, the little girl was holding a sword scabbard, opening her mouth wide, and sleeping soundly. The saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and dripped onto the scabbard.
When Guiliu saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. This world is so strange. Some people have never enjoyed luck in their lives, while some people don't regard luck as luck at all. For example, the little girl in front of me spends all day hacking and slashing Bai Huizong's treasure. She doesn't take it off her hands even when she sleeps, drooling on it. She doesn't know how to cherish it at all. If Brother Bai Huizong knew this, wouldn't he be so angry?
Gui Liu approached the bed, walking silently, and gently pulled out the scabbard that was a little taller than her from the little girl's arms, wiped it clean, and then quietly left the Zhou Mansion with the white-haired puppet.
Guiqing once told him that the Zhuxian Sword should not be exposed easily. Unless it is a matter of life and death, he should use another sword on weekdays.
Lotus Crown Taoist also said: "The quality of Chun Guan-sama's natal object is too high, and it is even easier to attract covetousness than the "Yuanshi Immeasurable Man's High-Grade Miaojing", so it must be hidden. In fact, with Chun Guan's qualifications, he can Refining the second natal sword for daily use."
Geiliu himself also knew that refining the second natal sword was indeed necessary, but it was quite difficult to find a natal sword that was of extremely high quality and fit his own path. Nine out of ten famous swords in the world have been collected. The tenth has been lost for a long time. Where can I find them?
Therefore, Guiliu's current situation is very embarrassing. He is obviously a talented swordsman, but he can only shrink back. If you are facing an enemy, without the Immortal Killing Sword, the "Strongest Second Realm in a Hundred Years" will be in vain, and the only one who can use it is the rather mediocre second-grade martial artist.
And in the future, it may be that the martial artist has reached the fourth level of sword cultivation, but the martial artist is still at the second level; it may be that the sword cultivation has reached the sixth level, and the martial artist has only climbed to the third level. So if you face a fifth-grade little grandmaster, you will only get beaten.
It's such a grievance to not have a second natal sword.
But at the moment, the female swordsman Huang Ru hasn't taken back the famous sword "Xitian" yet, so it is not too difficult to kill a few people who are not too high in level.
Before yesterday's meeting, Zhang Jiqi went to Gui Liu and said bluntly: "I'm going to go to the Dafeng border tomorrow. You help me kill ten people. You may not be able to handle it by yourself. Remember to bring your puppet with you."
So Giliu has always been thinking, since he is helping the "liquidator" kill people, does this count as being a "liquidator" for a day?
Soon, Guiliu quietly walked to a house. According to the female imperial master, there was a sixth-grade little grandmaster who had been dormant for many years in this house. He once wandered around the Dafeng Jianghu, and even founded a sect, which was very prestigious for a while. Even though the sect later declined, was hunted down by an enemy, and ended up in a miserable state, he was soon selected as the late emperor's imperial bodyguard, and he once again enjoyed great glory.
But putting aside the past, this little grandmaster is now an important figure in the "Wen Dynasty". He has more than a dozen spies under his command, forming a spy network responsible for collecting intelligence. The failure of Dafeng's previous attack tactics was inseparable from the people in this house. So today, no one in this courtyard will be left alive, and all of them must die cleanly.
Guiliu patted the white-haired puppet on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead."
The puppet, which was still motionless at first, suddenly burst into flames and punched open the door of the house.
The smoke and dust filled the air, and several figures inside were vaguely visible.
Guiliu thought slightly and said with a smile: "All the Cipai Feijians in Shangque should come out and see the blood."
As soon as he finished speaking, six more corpses with their heads nailed appeared on the walls of the house.
Their strong torsos shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally their flesh and blood shriveled up, turning them into mummies.
Guiliu walked slowly to the threshold, seemed to have seen the figure, and said, "Why don't you show up yet?"
There was dead silence in the house. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of wind, Guiliu narrowed his eyes, and the white-haired puppet instantly blocked him.
The sword that appeared without warning instantly bounced away, making a deafening sound of metal and stone.
Not far away, an old voice murmured, "Seventh-grade martial artist? How is that possible?"
In the innermost room, the door was pushed open, and there was a creaking sound, as if the whole house was shaking.
Walking out from behind the white-haired puppet, Guiliu saw this young master who was so famous back then. Unexpectedly, he was actually stooped and already very old.
At such an advanced age, he could only use a sword at the peak of the sixth grade, which made Guiliu a little wary.
"Hey...no, it's a puppet..." The old man's voice was extremely weak and intermittent, and he tapped the ground with his crutch.
In an instant, a large array of talismans rose up throughout the house, and a mighty pressure came down from the center.
Although the white-haired puppet remained motionless, Guiliu's knees instantly bent and dropped a little bit.
Guiliu's lips moved and he couldn't hear clearly what was said. The white-haired puppet instantly rioted and rushed towards the old man.
"retreat."
The old man put his fingers together and moved forward slightly. The white-haired puppet instantly fell back several feet and made a dull thumping sound in its chest.
At this moment, Guiliu's eyes widened suddenly, and he had only one thought in his mind.
Being calculated.
Was it a trap set up by the female emperor master or was she defeated by a master?
Guiliu didn't have time to think too much, so he used the Zhuxian Sword. In an instant, the snow-white sword energy surged upwards and broke through the topmost talisman formation eye.
After being able to stand up straight, Gui Liu took a few steps back, not daring to move rashly.
Being able to defeat the puppets easily, the old man in front of him is definitely not an ordinary grand master!
"who are you?"
Gui Liu quietly brushed his waist with one hand. Taoist Lotus Crown once said that the Spring Official robe was of extremely high quality and could protect one's life.
The old man staggered forward, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "You have entered my chessboard so easily. The liquidator really deserves his reputation."
"The chess skills of Wu Peixian and Jingfang are far inferior to that of your mother, so they both let you escape. This time, I temporarily blocked all the secrets. Zhang Jiqi will not save you, and the Lord of Lotus Cave will not save you. , your mother won’t save you, and neither will the one in heaven. I want to see who else can save you.”
Guiliu remained silent, holding a sword in both hands.
Zhuxian, Xitian, Shangque's six-handle flying sword, the white-haired puppet, and the Taoist Spring Official, these are all his trump cards.
Then, this young man, who was only in his early twenties, faced an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, and he made an extremely arrogant move and raised his finger at him.
"Come and kill me."
