Chapter 37: Writing Furiously Within half a day, the news of Gui Tu's death spread throughout Beiquan Mountain. This is considered a big deal in the underworld. Which of the top ten on the blacklist is not famous? Anyone who can make a name for himself while being wanted by the imperial court must be a master among masters. Some people who were originally ready to make a move felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured down their hearts when they heard the news. No matter how good something is, you have to be alive to get it! It has almost become a consensus that there is indeed a master in Beiquan Mountain. However, no one left because another piece of news spread quickly, that is, last night someone saw a flying sword breaking through the air in Beiquan Mountain across the mountain stream! This was like a blockbuster bomb, causing huge waves around Beiquan Mountain. If it was just rumors before, it is now almost confirmed! Above the Hongyan Mountain Waterfall, this place has almost become the base of Longdan Mountain. Part of the scenery of Beiquan Mountain can be seen from here. It is one of the best places in the surrounding mountains. The six brothers are all high-level Zhenwu, and their strength is enough to rival some ordinary big sects.
No one wants to be their enemy over this. "Brother, luckily you have such a brilliant plan, otherwise it would not be Shentu Hong who would die, but my brothers." Fan Tianjun, the third oldest man in Longdan Mountain, felt very lucky. The second brother Yi Pinglin laughed loudly: "Otherwise, how could you be the third brother, and the eldest brother is our big brother? To survive in the underworld, you need not only skills, but also brains." "Oh, last night when I said I wanted to explore Beiquan Mountain at night, I don't know who agreed with me. If you say you are stupid, you are not much better!" "Okay, let's not talk about what happened last night. There must be a master on Beiquan Mountain now. Let's plan what to do next. Should we leave or stay? Brothers, have a say." "Brother, just make the decision. We will listen to you." "Yes, I'll do as you say." Miao Wanlin pondered for a moment: "If it's up to me, then stay and wait. The court killed Shentu Hong and hung his head on a tree to scare the monkeys. I think there is a sense of guilt in this, otherwise why didn't they conceal this matter and find a chance to catch them all in one fell swoop." "It is true what you said, big brother. If it were me, I would hope that those people with bad intentions would come up and kill them all. It would be a legitimate excuse to trespass into the forbidden area, and I would not worry about what other big sects would say." Several others also agreed. "The Secret Sword Master of Beiquan Mountain will also be tempted. By then, even if we don't gain anything from the Grandmasters' Battle, it would be a pity to miss such a grand event. If there is a chance..." Miao Wanlin stopped talking here. Everyone knew that if they really waited for the Grandmaster to make a move, their hope would be slim. Even if he was at the ninth level of Zhenwu, he might not be able to withstand a casual attack from the Grandmaster. …… On Beiquan Mountain, in Gu Yuanqing's courtyard. Gu Yuanqing was drinking tea leisurely, holding a piece of paper in his hand, looking at the cultivation method copied on it. Beside him, there were dozens of such papers, all filled with words and diagrams of the operation of the cultivation method. Xu Wuxing was writing furiously in the room, and the brush in his hand left a series of afterimages. The title of Ghost Hand seemed to be well deserved at this moment! Gu Yuanqing promised him that as long as he could write out two complete grandmaster techniques or twenty advanced Zhenwu cultivation techniques, or superior body movements and swordsmanship, he would give him a way out. Naturally, he did not have the complete master's skills, so his only way out was the high-level Zhenwu skills and some unique skills. He didn't know why a master or even a master above would need the Zhenwu practice method, but to him, it was like the last straw, so he had to grab it tightly. He even didn't dare to do anything with the cultivation secrets, because in his eyes, Gu Yuanqing's attainments in cultivation were far beyond his reach. If he was discovered by him, wouldn't that be courting death?
Feng Tao brought lunch to Gu Yuanqing and noticed that there was one more person in the yard, but she didn't show any expression and pretended not to see it. Gu Yuanqing had lunch before slowly coming into the house. Seeing Xu Wuxing scratching his head, he asked, "How's your writing going?" Xu Wuxing's eyes were bloodshot. He had been writing since last night. The martial arts that can be cultivated to the high level of Zhenwu are no ordinary stuff, they are enough to establish a sect. Some of the famous sects in the world are no more than this. Fortunately, he had stolen a lot over the years and had studied many of them carefully, but even so, who could memorize all these cultivation techniques completely? "Master Gu, why don't you just let me go first? I can find you fifty cultivation techniques, let alone twenty." Gu Yuanqing crossed his arms and leaned against the door: "If we let you go down the mountain, who knows where to find you? You are a famous thief. The court has been looking for you for so many years, but you are still living a carefree life." "You are a master, how dare I, Xu Wuxing, deceive you? The court didn't find me because they didn't take me too seriously. I know what can be done and what cannot be done." "Then why did you come to my place? Do you mean it's okay to steal from me?" Xu Wuxing's expression froze. "Isn't this just a case of the villain being bewildered for a moment?" "Then write well. I'll let you go when you've finished. Here, these two fruits are for you to eat. I forgot to ask them to send one more meal today." As he spoke, two wild fruits flew to Xu Wuxing's side. Then, Gu Yuanqing slowly returned to the courtyard and began to study these secret books. Among the techniques here, there are two quite interesting ones, Taixu Zongheng Shu and Taixu Lianxi Shu. These two techniques are both invisible techniques. The ability to enter and exit heavily guarded places as if no one is there depends on these two unique skills. These were also the two subjects that Gu Yuanqing was most interested in. He studied them carefully, and if he encountered something he didn't understand, he would go in and ask Xu Wuxing. Xu Wuxing was under the eaves and had to bow his head. If he had any questions, he would answer them. He was even more patient than when teaching his apprentices. At night, the starving Xuwuxing finally had a meal. As for after dinner, I naturally continued writing. A complete practice method may contain at least tens of thousands of words, or at most hundreds of thousands of words. Xu Wuxing felt that he had never written so much in his life. He just felt his wrists were numb and his head was dizzy. Fortunately, he was at the ninth level of Zhenwu and had extraordinary hand speed. It would have taken an ordinary person ten days or half a month to finish writing. It was almost dawn, and Xu Wuxing, who had been in a daze for half an hour, could not help but say again: "I really can't think of the last technique." "Think about it again. People always have to push themselves to know their potential." Is this a matter of potential? Xu Wuxing wanted to curse, but he didn't dare. "I don't remember much about the high-level Zhenwu techniques, but I once got a fragment of a technique that was quite magical. Unfortunately, I am too dull to comprehend it. Do you think this fragment can be used to replace a technique?" Gu Yuanqing became interested: "Write it first and let's see." Xu Wuxing returned to the room and picked up the pen again. After a stick of incense, the remaining manuscript of more than 3,000 words was delivered to Gu Yuanqing's hands. Gu Yuanqing took it and read a few sentences, and his eyes lit up. It said: Those who know what Heaven does and what people do are the best! Those who know what Heaven does are born from Heaven... If they are like this, they will not feel scared when they climb high, will not get wet when they enter water, and will not feel hot when they enter fire. Those who know can ascend to the Tao...
Xu Wuxing didn't dare to breathe, for fear that Gu Yuanqing would say no. He looked at it for a full half hour before Gu Yuanqing finally raised his head. "Not bad! It's worth a martial art!" (End of this chapter)