"All awakenings have been completed, and the remaining soul power has finished all this. Gu Qingshan seemed to have done a small thing, buried his head, and continued to eat spiritual food.
Half an hour passed.
A bucket full of spiritual food was all eaten by him.
Gu Qingshan looked at the empty barrel, confused.
When did I become a loser?
He was surprised at first, but then he realized it after thinking about it carefully.
A normal monk would definitely not be able to eat so much.
Qin Xiaolou must have put some effort into the ingredients.
It is also a skill to be able to make a person eat a bucket full of spiritual food without even realizing it.
Gu Qingshan actually admired the other party.
"Third Junior Brother."
The white goose stood at the door of the hall, waving its wings towards him.
"You can come out now, move around and get used to your state."
"OK."
Gu Qingshan replied happily.
He walked out and saw Xiuxiu sitting under the palace wall, holding a sea bowl in her hand and eating snacks in handfuls.
In the open space at the entrance of the palace, Qin Xiaolou was dancing vigorously with a long knife.
"It turns out that the second senior brother is a swordsman." Gu Qingshan said.
Qin Xiaolou's face turned red, but he didn't hear anything.
But Bai Goose seized the opportunity and whispered: "He used to like wearing swords. During the last annual exam, when he met Ning Yuechan, he was so bold that he went to seduce her."
The white goose snorted.
Gu Qingshan suddenly thought of what Gongsun Zhi once said.
"...Those swordsmen came up to me, eager to show their kindness, but they couldn't help but want to use their hands and feet. They deserved to be beaten."
"She always beats the other person until they kneel down and beg for mercy, and then she stops."
...Gu Qingshan can completely imagine that scene.
Gu Qingshan looked at the white goose and found that the white goose was also looking at him.
One person and one goose looked at each other with deep meaning in their eyes.
"Then...master won't stand up for the second senior brother?" Gu Qingshan asked
"Master gave Ning Yuechan some rare elixirs, and also said thank you." Bai Goose said.
Tsk!
Gu Qingshan smacked his mouth and thought about it seriously.
——It seems that he is also on Ning Yuechan's side.
"Come, junior brother," Qin Xiaolou waved his long sword, "Senior brother will give you some tricks today to help you consolidate your realm."
He was already handsome. As he spoke, a long knife instantly danced with seven flowers, which made Xiu Xiu scream.
"Thank you, senior brother." Gu Qingshan hesitated and asked, "What realm is senior brother?"
Bai Goose interjected: "He and Ning Yuechan entered the Tao in the same batch, and they are only in the middle stage of foundation building now."
Ning Yuechan is in the realm of Yuanying Dzogchen.
Qin Xiaolou glared at Bai Goose and said, "Ning Yuechan is a monster, and I am considered normal."
"It's normal for you to meditate for half a quarter of an hour before falling asleep, practice sword practice for a quarter of an hour before complaining that you are tired, and practice for half a day before you have to rest and eat. How can you still call yourself a monk?" Bai Goose said angrily.
"I - I am studying the six arts." Qin Xiaolou couldn't resist, turned his head and said to Gu Qingshan: "Junior brother, come here, take two moves."
"Okay." Gu Qingshan happily drew out his sword.
Qin Xiaolou stood on the defensive with his sword, stood sideways and said: "You are the junior brother, you attack first."
"Then I'm here." Gu Qingshan held a long sword and moved forward to attack.
The first sword was very ordinary and not very fast. A monk could parry it.
This is the etiquette that should be expected when fighting within a sect.
Within the sect, everyone looks up and down. If you kill your fellow apprentices with just one move, then your fellow apprentices will lose their face. How will everyone get along with each other in the future?
"Good job." Qin Xiaolou glanced at him, nodded, and received the knife.
Swords clash.
boom!
"Ahhhhh!"
Qin Xiaolou's howl was left in the sky.
He was swept away with a sword, flew over the high palace wall, flew far into the sky, and finally turned into a black dot and disappeared.
Gu Qingshan was stunned.
He hurriedly looked at the white goose and explained: "I didn't use any strength, not even my spiritual power."
White Goose suddenly burst into laughter, flapped his wings and said, "He is too naive. Besides, as your realm has improved, the Earth Sword has unlocked part of its power. I don't blame you."
Bai Goose said: "Well, did your second senior brother take drugs to improve his sword skills? Today seems to be the fifth time he has raised the sword since he decided to practice swordsmanship?"
Gu Qingshan's head was covered with black lines.
Is this also called the Foundation Establishment Realm?
Brother Xiaolou, how did you improve your cultivation? Can you put some thought into it just like learning the six arts?
A quarter of an hour later.
Qin Xiaolou sat aside with a bruised nose and swollen face, full of resentment.
Gu Qingshan held the ground sword and danced slowly with each move.
"It turns out that after the breakthrough, I can use the Earth Sword to hit with a force of 60,000 kilograms." He murmured in his mouth.
Bai Goose stood aside and said: "You must learn to use your spiritual power to communicate with the Earth Sword, so that the sword can know your thoughts and feel your emotions."
"kindness."
Gu Qingshan responded, brandished the Earth Sword, and continued practicing his sword moves.
Every time he dances the sword, the memory of using the sword awakens a little more.
The faster his sword dances, the faster his insights and understanding of the way of the sword are remembered.
At this moment, Gu Qingshan was becoming stronger at a rapid speed.
He still remembers that in his previous life, he practiced swordplay for seven years and practiced like crazy. In the end, he only had one sword in his heart.
One day, while he was fighting on the front line, he suddenly saw Master Beiyang, one of the Three Saints, fighting with the Demon Saint.
No matter how many tricks the demon uses, Master Beiyang can only face the enemy with one move.
Gu Qingshan looked at it and suddenly realized whether the sword move was real or not.
All sword techniques, in the end, are just changes in moves and strength.
He realized his true sword intention.
From then on, Gu Qingshan gradually distinguished himself, climbing to the top step by step, and achieved the status of Sword Immortal.
In this life, with the awakening of Sword Art, Gu Qingshan's progress can be described as a rapid pace.
Bai Goose looked at it and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
It murmured softly: "The swordsmanship has improved very quickly, a bit like Qin Xiaolou's talent in the six arts. It seems that he is really born with a sword."
In the afternoon, Qin Xiaolou finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out to fight Gu Qingshan again.
As a senior brother, it is really shameful to lose at the hands of a junior brother.
What's more, Gu Qingshan has just established his foundation, and his level is lower than his own. It would be too embarrassing if he couldn't defeat him.
After a few moves, Gu Qingshan knocked Qin Xiaolou's sword away with a flick of his sword.
Qin Xiaolou was stunned, laughed three times, sighed three times, and then went to pick up a long knife.
Bai Goose asked curiously: "Why were you laughing just now?"
"What I'm laughing at is," Qin Xiaolou said: "You are a goose in our sect. I don't like practicing. Xiu Xiu is still young. Now that the third junior brother, a sword cultivator, is here, someone finally supports the appearance."
White Goose asked again: "Then why are you sighing?"
Qin Xiaolou walked up to Bai Goose with the sword on his shoulder and said, "Elder brother, I remember you gave me a book of peerless swordsmanship."
"Yeah." Bai Goose said.
"I don't know where you threw it. Can you give me another copy?" Qin Xiaolou said.
"You want more? What are you going to do?" Bai Goose asked.
"Cultivation." Qin Xiaolou said.
White Goose's eyes widened in disbelief.
It took out a jade slip from somewhere and handed it over.
Qin Xiaolou accepted the jade slip and said: "It doesn't matter if I lose to Qingshan, but now that I have Qingshan, if I continue to be lazy all day long, others will be able to tell at a glance that his cultivation level is higher than mine."
"It doesn't matter if his cultivation level is higher than mine, but in this case, it seems that Master has a problem with his vision and chose an incompetent disciple like me."
"This is not okay. No one can say anything wrong about my master."
"I have to work hard, at least in the way of the sword, so that people can see through it."
"It won't be too late for me to be lazy until then."
"Senior brother, junior brother, junior sister, I have decided to retreat for a while."
With that said, he looked at the jade slip and walked away in high spirits.
There was a silence in the open space at the entrance of the palace.
Gu Qingshan praised: "Second Senior Brother is not bad."
Xiuxiu also nodded and said, "I thought he was a bit handsome just now."
The white goose snorted, with relief in his eyes.
"This kid has finally grown up."
Bai Goose said: "Qingshan, you did a great job. Next time you fight Xiaolou, you can use your five points."
Xiuxiu said in surprise: "What? The third senior brother didn't use all his strength just now?"
Bai Goose glanced at Gu Qingshan and said, "He only used three points."
Seeing Gu Qingshan looking a little embarrassed, Bai Goose said: "It doesn't matter, stab him again. I found that he is the type who can be coaxed away but beaten away."
"Okay," Gu Qingshan sighed and said, "I feel embarrassed to hit him like this by eating the spiritual food he made all day long."
"Speaking of food," Xiu Xiu suddenly asked, "Second Senior Brother is in seclusion, what should we eat?"
There was an unspeakable silence.
The three of them were lost in thought.
Bai Goose suddenly said: "No, I have to tell him that he can't forget to cook even if he is in seclusion."
With that said, the white goose flapped its wings and flew away.
