Chapter 32: The Great Terror Between Life and Death "It is my honor to be able to appreciate such sword skills here. I hope I don't disturb you from practicing swordsmanship." King Qing laughed. Gu Yuanqing looked at the two luggage poles beside Prince Qing, and his eyes lit up. He asked, "Your Highness, what are you doing?" "I heard that you like reading, so I asked someone to send some books to you before you left. But I don't know what kind of books you like, so I asked someone to prepare some for you." Gu Yuanqing smiled widely: "Thank you very much, thank you very much, Your Majesty, you are very thoughtful. As long as it is a book, I like it. Life in the mountains is quiet, and it is a pleasure to have books as company in my spare time." The prince laughed and said, "I'm glad you like it. Changyan, help Master Gu pick it up and bring it into the house." "How dare I trouble His Royal Highness, I'll do it myself." King Qing said: "Well, it's good for young people to move more." Li Changyan didn't say anything. He stretched out his hands, grabbed a carrying pole with one hand, and easily carried the book into Gu Yuanqing's room. Seeing this, Gu Yuanqing could only thank him, and then he remembered what Prince Qing had said before: "Is your Majesty preparing to leave?"
"The new deputy commander of the Divine Eagle Guard, Yuan Yingsong, has also arrived, and the seal of the Demon Realm has been repaired. It's time to go back. I came here today to say goodbye." Gu Yuanqing was not surprised by this. After all, the music would eventually end and people would go their separate ways. Today, people from the sects in the mountain had begun to go down the mountain one after another, and the entire Beiquan Mountain had slowly become empty. "Then I wish His Majesty a safe journey. If you have time in the future, you can come to Beiquan Mountain to reminisce about the past." Prince Qing smiled and said, "Does this count as an invitation? Well, I will come live in the mountains when I have free time. Compared to the palace, living here is more comfortable." Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Your Majesty can come anytime." "I asked you last time, do you have a message for the Gu family? As long as it does not violate the emperor's order, I can pass on the message for you." Gu Yuanqing was silent. His parents died when he was young, and he had no talent for cultivation. He knew that the palace was dangerous, so he did not fight for it. He was a bastard, like a transparent person. He only wanted to be granted a fiefdom outside when he reached adulthood and become a rich man. He had no deep entanglement with the palace. He said calmly, "Forget it. I have been away for more than a year, so I will not trouble others anymore." "In that case, I will not cause more trouble." Prince Qing paused and said, "There is one more thing I think I should remind you of." "Your Majesty, please speak." "Your sword-controlling skills made too much noise that night, and many people saw it. Although I have issued a gag order, the news is still bound to leak out. Although outsiders don't know that it was you who did it, you'd better be careful and cautious in your daily life." "Why?" "This is Beiquan Mountain. Legend has it that the Beiquan Sword Sect has a secret sword that is more powerful than the Grandmaster." Gu Yuanqing looked a little solemn, having forgotten about this matter, but then he smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness, but my cultivation has nothing to do with this secret sword." Seeing that Gu Yuanqing didn't seem to care, Prince Qing reminded him again: "Whether it is related or not is not important, what is important is what other people think. If you are above the Grandmaster, you can attract all the cultivators in the world to flock to you. Ordinary cultivators would naturally not be afraid, but even a master would be tempted when hearing this, because a master’s lifespan is two hundred years! There is great fear between life and death, even for a master. When faced with life and death, some people will do whatever it takes." "Your Highness, excuse me for asking, is there anyone above the Grandmaster in the Daqian Kingdom?" Prince Qing was silent for a moment: "A master above the level shouldn't take action because of Beiquan Mountain's secret sword." Gu Yuanqing nodded: "Then I understand."
At this time, Li Changyan had put his things in the house and walked out carrying his load. "Well, Mr. Gu, see you tomorrow." Prince Qing bowed. "See you tomorrow." Gu Yuanqing returned the greeting. Prince Qing turned and left, and Li Changyan followed behind him, but after a few steps, he turned back and said, "Gu Yuanqing, even though you are a master, if you do something wrong to my sister, I, Li Changyan, will not forgive you." After he finished speaking, he hurriedly caught up with Prince Qing without waiting for Gu Yuanqing to come back. Prince Qing paused slightly but did not look back. Gu Yuanqing was slightly stunned, and felt something was a little strange, as if there was something he didn't know. He recalled Li Miaoxuan's figure in his mind, and thought to himself: "Could it be that Li Miaoxuan used me as an excuse to leave the royal family in order to pursue immortality?" This is just speculation, but no matter what, he feels guilty towards Li Miaoxuan, and Li Miaoxuan has done him a favor. As the backs of Prince Qing and the other man walked away, Li Changyan said those words impulsively, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart, for he was a master after all! But who would have thought that Prince Qing did not blame him, perhaps he thought so in his heart. Gu Yuanqing retracted his gaze and smiled dumbly: "I didn't expect that Li Changyan was born in the royal family, but his personality is quite simple." After two days, Beiquan Mountain became completely quiet, and the soldiers guarding the exit of Siguo Cliff in the back mountain had also evacuated. There were only three people left in the entire Beiquan Mountain, the master and his servant. After all, living in Siguo Cliff was a little uncomfortable, so Gu Yuanqing moved back to the courtyard in the front mountain. Everything in the yard is still the same as before. Lying on a chair in the yard, I feel a long-lost sense of comfort. Gu Yuanqing, the deputy commander of the Divine Eagle Guard at the foot of the mountain, had already seen him, but like Chen Chuanshan before, he said nothing and just nodded slightly. The only change in the following days compared to the previous days was that the things to spend became more abundant. The eunuch who delivered the goods every half month still didn't speak, but his eyes were full of a flattering look. I learned from the guards of the imperial army at the foot of the mountain that the princess of Daqian Kingdom finally got married, but this had no effect on Gu Yuanqing. As Li Miaoxuan said, she in Kyoto is not herself. Gu Yuanqing's mood became more and more peaceful, as if everything outside the mountain had nothing to do with him. He would get up early every morning to practice sword-building, and then look at the mountains to absorb the energy of the Heavenly Power. Reading and practicing martial arts in the morning; training at Lingshan in the afternoon. In the evening, he would absorb the energy of the earth; at night, he would practice sword skills or the art of controlling objects. Then he practiced martial arts to temper his body. If you feel tired, you can look at the mountains and see all kinds of things in the mountains, or go out for a walk and play with the birds and animals. Everything is up to you. His cultivation had unknowingly reached the ninth level of Zhenwu, and the shadow of the Zhenwu wonderland - Beiquan Mountain that appeared around his body became clearer and clearer. At the same time, in Beiquan Mountain, the trees are becoming more and more lush, and there are more and more living creatures in the mountain. Their innate keen senses allow them to know that there are many benefits to staying in this mountain.
Some magical herbs and medicines that are hard to find outside are quietly sprouting and growing. If we use instruments to measure, we will know that this mountain has grown several meters taller without us noticing! At noon that day, Gu Yuanqing emerged from the Lingshan trial with a hint of joy in his eyes. The leader of the Beiquan Sword Sect, Kong Shengbing, who had been like a mountain blocking his way for nearly a month, was finally killed by him. This also means that even if he leaves the range of Beiquan Mountain, he is almost invincible below the Grandmaster level. However, he did not think of going down the mountain. There were not many people worth caring about at the foot of the mountain. Life in the mountains was peaceful and quiet. Why should he go into the world and experience the trials of human nature? At the same time, the news of the sword-controlling man appearing in Beiquan Mountain leaked out quietly and reached the ears of those who were interested. In the deepest cave of Xinghai Valley in the Great Qianlong North Road, An old man with wrinkles on his face like sand skin and looking like he was about to die sat cross-legged on a jade bed. With trembling hands, he picked up a bowl of the blood of a pure Yang boy fed with elixir and swallowed it down in big gulps. After a moment, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be less severe and his hands stopped shaking. Below him, a middle-aged man knelt under the jade bed. "Grandfather, there is news about the Beiquan Mountain secret sword that you asked your grandson to keep an eye on!" (End of this chapter)