Changes occur suddenly, no one is prepared!
While the five internal organs were colicking, the inner energy that had been exhausted and belonged to the Aoki Transformation Technique suddenly emerged, and then swooped towards the new group of thin cow hair-like inner energy.
Just like before, the new inner energy was no match for the inner energy of the Aoki Transformation Technique. It was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and all traces of its existence were swept away.
Gu Dan's face couldn't stop twisting, and he pressed his palm on his heart, feeling that the blood in his body was almost flowing backwards.
After a while, Gu Dan took a deep breath after wiping off the cold sweat.
Once the Aoki Transformation Technique, which has always shown great vitality, senses that there is other internal energy in the body, it will go completely crazy, not obeying any control at all, and will even spontaneously eliminate the threat!
Try it or die!
If he hadn't reached the level of a martial arts master and had perfected his internal organs training, when the Qingmu Transformation Technique drew out the original energy of the five internal organs on its own, he would have died directly!
"It's confirmed, the art of inner breath cannot coexist at all."
Gu Dan was finally able to say this with certainty.
He has reached the forefront of the world in the art of inner breath. He can no longer refer to any classics and can only explore step by step.
Pioneers have always taken great risks!
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Although this attempt was unsuccessful, it also dispelled his bold idea. From now on, he can just concentrate on improving the Aoki Transformation Technique, and there is no need to think about it.
Although he still hasn't figured out why the inner breath techniques conflict with each other to such an extent, this is not something he should consider now.
He carried Cang, who was sleeping beside him, back into the house, only to see that the candlelight was still on in the hut where Xun Ke was.
"It's so late and you're still not sleeping?"
Gu Dan raised his eyebrows slightly. Today Qin Li Sheng had tormented Xun Ke quite hard during the day. Why not take a rest and light a candle at night?
Pushing open the door gently, you can see the little figure sitting in front of the desk at a glance, concentrating on splashing ink and writing vigorously.
Silently, he leaned over and took a closer look.
[There is a man in Dongshi who is called a bird. Birds are animals!
He is a dandy who loves prosperity very much, loves monasteries, beautiful maids, prostitutes, fresh clothes, good food, good horses, lanterns, fireworks, pear orchards, propaganda, antiques, flowers and birds, and all of them. Tea is a promiscuous tangerine abuser, book beetles are obsessed with poetry, and I have toiled for half my life. I can’t learn books, learn integrity, learn articles, learn immortality, learn Buddhism, learn agriculture, and learn gardening. 】
Good guy!
Gu worriedly called him good guy.
This kid is so suffocated!
There is no technique between the lines, it is all emotion!
Xun Ke, who was unaware, did not know that there was a pair of eyes watching silently behind him. As the pen and ink flowed, the depression in his heart seemed to disintegrate, and he felt that everything was free and his writing became more powerful.
[Suddenly one day, I heard that there was a doctor in Xifang. He had a beautiful appearance, rare in the world, excellent medical skills, benevolent and caring for the people. He had a wonderful hand in rejuvenating people, and he had the ambition to hang a pot to help the world. He was willing to hide in the hospital, not seeking fame or fortune, not pursuing fortune. Everyone praises him, he is an immortal! 】
'Yo! '
Gu moved in worry, is there still my part in the drama?
[The birds admire the words of praise, are overjoyed upon hearing them, and swagger away, seeking medical advice as a teacher. The doctor was delighted and gave him a hundred volumes of medical books. He read them a hundred times and understood their meaning.
A brief look at the book shows that the bird regretted so much that it was unbearable to suffer, so it was put aside. Later, when I got cold, I picked up medical books and self-diagnosed, wrote a good prescription, took it, and died! 】
"ha......"
Gu Dan finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.
Xun Ke was shocked. He turned around and saw Gu Dan. His face was red and he hesitated: "Gu...Mr. Gu?"
Gu Dan pretended to be serious and said seriously: "The story is short and concise, and the story is thought-provoking. I love it very much. Update it quickly, I can't sleep at night!"
"I...I just..."
Xun Ke felt that his head was getting hot. He could just write it by himself to vent, but why was it still seen by others?
I'm so embarrassed!
Being a human being is so tiring, there is nothing left in this world worthy of his nostalgia...
"Huh? Are there any more down there?"
With sharp eyes, Gu Dan saw that when Xun Ke stretched out his hand to cover it, a corner of the ink mark was revealed. Obviously, this was not the first time that he had vented like this.
"let me see!"
As he spoke, he was about to pull away the paper.
"don't want!"
Xun Ke exclaimed and snatched it away, his face as red as stewed prawns.
"Isn't it just for people to read? What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Gu Dan was quite sorry that he couldn't see it at first sight. He had such skills at a young age, how could he still do it when he was older?
If you grab someone and make it up, if the story is passed down, that person will be infamy for thousands of years.
Scholars are really different!
"Mr. Gu, I want to rest."
Xun Ke tried to make himself appear more righteous and confident by hiding various short stories he wrote.
After all, it would be too embarrassing to be found out if you couldn't argue openly about writing a short story behind your back.
Although that guy is indeed very irritating, he also wants to lose face!
"Well, I was worried that you might not be able to think about it. I never thought that I was overthinking it."
Gu Dan nodded and left with a smile.
Xun Ke was left standing in front of the writing desk with a blue and red face. He hesitated for a long time, but was still reluctant to burn the story he had written.
...
The wind whistled past my ears, and the horses galloped along the official road.
The night is deep and the sky is as cold as water.
Gong Shangguo held a silver spear in his hand, a cold light shining in his eyes.
Against the backdrop of the bright moon's afterglow, a group of people in front held high torches and stood out with swords.
In years of great calamity, bandits often run rampant, but here, only a hundred miles away from the imperial capital, there are bandits who are so bold that they commit murder and plunder on official roads!
One can imagine what it is like outside.
Before a group of people in the temple tried their best to celebrate Emperor Zongming's birthday, countless people in Dayue fell into the sea of fire.
"Keep the money and spare your life!"
When they were about a hundred steps away, Gong Shangguo heard the thieves shouting from a distance.
The horse's hooves seemed to be riding on the wind, without even slowing down.
When you get closer, it is not difficult to see that the people blocking the road are all sallow and thin. Even the swords are not known where they were stolen. They are either chipped or have broken blades, and some even have a piece of wood tied to the fragments.
Nothing better than a rabble.
When they saw that the horses in front of them had not slowed down at all, and the people on the horses were holding silver guns in their hands, as if they were coming regardless of the pressure, some commotion broke out in the crowd, and they were timid before fighting.
The hand holding the silver gun loosened a little, Gong Shangguo put down the silver gun in his hand, and suddenly tightened the reins in his hand!
The horse neighed, raised its legs in a hurry, and stopped when it was about to break through several people.
The person closest to him turned pale with fear and was trembling all over.
Leaning his silver spear on the ground, he dismounted.
He was clearly standing there alone, but he seemed to be surrounded by more than a dozen people. He said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Who is the leader? Stand up!"
