9. Convention
Sword and Jade are in a dream.
In the background of shadows and dancing like quicksand, there were three figures standing in front of Chen Qiu.
On the far left is Chen Qiu's good "friend". Chabao, a black man with evil spirits, is still full of energy as before, and his big copper bell eyes stared at Chen Qiu.
Full of murderous aura and full of hatred.
It's like a life-seeking soul.
And the one in the middle can be judged from the figure, that is the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu.
He was wearing a black long gown and a mountain ghost mask. He held the black and eccentric sword in his hand, which looked like a piece of iron or a fibrous sword.
He was full of indifference, just like a mountain ghost standing here.
Chen Qiu has seen these two people.
He can understand, too.
But the figure on the far right was something Chen Qiu couldn't understand.
He looks like an old man.
He has a long beard, a bun on his hair, and a jade hairpin that is like a woman used to insert it on the crown.
The man was wearing a wide Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.
Although he was like Cha Bao, with a rolling black air all over his body, he could still see the appearance of the fairy style.
The most peculiar thing is that Gongsun Yu's black sword, like a living spiritual object, floated beside the old Taoist.
He didn't hold it with his hands, the sword flew around him.
It's like an invisible hand holding a long sword.
"Is this the legendary immortal cultivator?"
After careful observation, Chen Qiu came to his own conclusion.
This Taoist priest should be the former owner of Gongsun Yu's sword, or one of the countless sword holders. So according to this judgment, the sword in the hand of Shan Gui is still very good.
Don’t know if Gongsun Yu knows this?
Chen Qiu stroked his chin, probably Gongsun Yu must have known it.
Otherwise, there is no way to explain where Gongsun Yu's sword master who is not like a mortal, and he is illiterate, so he can't have found a peerless secret book that he practiced by himself, right?
"Try it first."
Chen Qiu grabbed the firewood-splitting axe on his waist and played with the black man Chabao all day long, and he was about to vomit.
Let’s have a different game today.
He grabbed the axe and chopped at Gongsun Yu's figure.
The next second, the mountain ghost swung his wrist lightly, Chen Qiu felt a gust of autumn wind blowing his face, which looked like the hazy gauze just now, but this time, there was a hint of yin and coldness.
Then...
His head flew out.
He couldn't even see Gongsun Yu's sword swinging, and could only see the shadows splashing out of his head in the blood.
this...
No wonder Cha Bao couldn't even get away with ten moves under him.
Chen Qiu's body recovered in his dream. This time he did not challenge Gongsun Yu, but looked at the old Taoist on the far right with great enthusiasm.
He held the axe and just took a step.
The old Taoist opened his eyes and looked at him. The black sword floating beside the old Taoist turned into a black light and flashed. Chen Qiu's entire body was instantly penetrated by the black light.
Punch back and forth, stirring into mud.
This is even more exaggerated.
Gongsun Yu had to carry a sword when he killed someone.
"It's indeed a method of immortals."
After Chen Qiu was resurrected, he reached out and touched his neck. He didn't even feel the death that time just now, nor even the pain.
However, after he was resurrected, he discovered something very strange.
The old Taoist phantom is gone.
Only Gongsun Yu and Cha Bao were left, and Gongsun Yu's phantom became much thinner, just like a smog of smoke was about to dissipate.
This made Chen Qiu frown.
He had been "playing" with Cha Bao for many days, but Cha Bao's phantom was still solid, just like the first meeting.
But this...
Ah, right!
Chen Qiu wanted to get through the joints, and his eyes lit up.
Chabao is dead.
And he died in his sneak attack, and the girl Qingqing told him specifically.
The sword jade fell when Shen Qiu and Cha Bao were fighting against each other and fell into Cha Bao's pool of blood. After Qingqing cleaned it up, she brought it to Chen Qiu again.
"I see."
Chen Qiu was moving his wrists. He looked at the phantom of Gongsun Yu who was about to dissipate in front of him, and he said:
"Only those who are killed with their own hands will form a phantom that can fight repeatedly in the sword jade. The mountain ghost and the sword only touched each other, so the challenge was only once or twice."
"It's like a soul-detaining...tsk tsk, this sword jade looks like an evil treasure."
Chen Qiu touched his chin, and he thought worriedly:
"Will I be chased and cut by a group of martial arts masters in the future?"
"It should...it shouldn't be?"
He looked at the phantom of Gongsun Yu in front of him, and an idea quickly took shape in his mind.
After a few hours, Chen Qiu opened his eyes on the bed.
He slept with a refreshing sanity.
It’s not that he defeated anyone in his dream, he couldn’t even beat Cha Bao, let alone be right with Gongsun Yu. He just found the correct usage of Jianyu and saw a glimmer of hope.
Chen Qiu and the mountain ghost went down the mountain became more and more determined.
Cha Bao and Shan Gui are too strong, he can't beat them.
So I have to find some "study" of my weaknesses, and fortunately I can practice martial arts in my dreams.
Such double or even multiple times of time planning and utilization will inevitably lead to good martial arts even if you have mediocre talents.
Diligence can make up for shortcomings, but this is the truth left by our ancestors.
Amid the sound of birds singing outside the window, Chen Qiu got out of the bed, put on his shoes, pushed open the door and walked out.
It's early morning now, and that lazy girl Qingqing hasn't gotten up yet. The lights in the mountain ghost house are still on. That guy, shouldn't he really stay up late to study?
Chen Qiu quietly walked to the mountain ghost window and looked inward.
Sure enough, Shan Gui was holding a book, his fingers were scheduling on the pages, and his concentric appearance made Chen Qiu quite ashamed.
If he had the spirit of Gongsun Yu back then, he would not have been unable to find a good hospital during his internship, but he encountered such a mess that ruined his life.
Instead of alarming the mountain ghost, he walked into the kitchen.
Half an hour later, the sun shone on the hillside, and the lazy girl Qingqing pushed the door open and walked out.
While stretching her body, she stretched her body, then yawned, picked up a few willow branches, dipped them in some grinded coarse salt, and rinsed them in her mouth.
It should have been used to rinse your mouth with good green salt, but unfortunately this is not Suzhou, so it is already very good if you use coarse salt.
"It's time to eat."
Chen Qiu shouted in the kitchen, and Qingqing's confused face immediately became vivid.
She rushed into the kitchen happily, quickly brought out a bowl of porridge with wild fruits, sat on her lame chair, and ate it fragrantly.
The mountain ghost was also alarmed. He had no habit of eating breakfast, but since Chen Qiu had already prepared it, he would benefit.
Anyway, they all use the ingredients he found.
Some of these rice were "taken" from the Northern Dynasties.
The other part is used by the surrounding mountain people to worship the "mountain ghosts".
Because Gongsun Yu killed the Northern Dynasties in the mountains, although the mountain people here did not live well, at least no one bullied them.
This is all because Lord Shan Gui is blessed.
Whenever those mountain people go to the foot of the mountain to exchange rice and grain, they will always put some in a dilapidated mountain temple under the hillside for sacrifice.
Although not much, how much can Gongsun Yu eat alone?
Over the years, the rice and grain in the kitchen are completely abundant, and even if there are more Qingqing and Shen Qiu, it is enough.
After breakfast, the mountain ghost was carrying a bag and carrying a sword and was about to go down the mountain, but was sent to the bottom of the hillside by Chen Qiu.
It was not until after he could not see Qingqing that Chen Qiu said to Gongsun Yu around him:
"You said last night that I can't catch your sword, but what if I catch it?"
Chen Qiu said softly:
"If I catch it, you take me down the mountain to take revenge, okay?"
Gongsun Yu looked at Chen Qiu through the ghost face, and he felt that this guy had some problems with his brain.
But after a moment of thinking, he nodded and said:
"Can."
"But I won't show mercy. If I can't handle it, you will die."
He hoped to use this sentence to scare Chen Qiu.
But unexpectedly, Chen Qiu smiled and reached out to pat the mountain ghost's shoulder. He said:
"That's all!"
After saying that, Chen Qiu hummed a strange song that was not in tune, and walked back leisurely.
"etc."
The mountain ghost called him.
Chen Qiu turned around and saw Gongsun Yu take out a book from his bag, turn a few pages, pointing at two words, and say to Chen Qiu:
"What do these two words mean?"
"I'll take a look."
Chen Qiu took a look and said:
"Kan Li, this is a description of the hexagram, and I don't know much about the specifics."
"But I vaguely remember that Kan is water and Li is fire. In different contexts, it can also be understood as yin and yang, Kan is yin and Li is yang."
"Or it refers to men and women, Kan is women and Li is men."
Chen Qiu's explanation obviously cannot satisfy Gongsun Yu.
He looked at the two words, silently remembered Chen Qiu's description in his heart, and asked again:
"There are only two words, why do you have so many meanings?"
"Well, this means it."
This semantic similar to rhetoric is completely unresolved. Chen Qiu thought about it and said briefly:
"It is the same word to represent different meanings. For example, waste means useless things or garbage on one hand, but waste can also be used to describe a person who is useless and useless."
Gongsun Yu nodded, of course he knew about this.
When he killed the Northern Dynasties thieves, those guys would use similar words to scold him, but the mountain ghost didn't care at all.
"Give another example."
Chen Qiu thought about it after scrambling, and he joked to the mountain ghost:
"In my hometown, people will use the word "sand sculpture" to curse people, but its original meaning is not this..."
"Sand sculpture? Is it a kind of bird?"
Gongsun Yu asked.
Chen Qiu shrugged and said:
"Maybe, in short, this word can be used to curse people, say that the person has a brain problem, mental abnormality, etc., and can also be used to express the good relationship between the two."
He gave a thumbs up again, and said with a weird and funny expression:
"For example, I would say, you are a silly person who deserves to be my brother or something."
This is Chen Qiu's nonsense.
In Qingqing's words, the senior brother is talking strange things again.
Shan Gui couldn't understand the meaning of it, but he understood the meaning of Chen Qiu.
He said:
"So, what exactly 'Kanli' refers to depends on the specific situation?"
"Yes, let's check it out with the context."
Chen Qiu gave a thumbs up to the mountain ghost.
This guy is definitely not stupid, and he must have a strong memory, otherwise he would not have learned such a terrifying swordsmanship.
"I see."
Shan Gui put away the book and nodded slightly to Chen Qiu.
He pulled away, tapped his toes, jumped out of the distance, rushed into the forest like a ghost, and disappeared in an instant.
Chen Qiu stood there, watching the mountain ghost leave.
He stroked the sword jade in his hand. The touch just now should have caused the mountain ghost's phantom to be sent into the sword jade again.
According to last night's test, such a phantom can only be fought at most 3 times.
In other words, before his agreement with the Shan Gui came, he had three chances to try.
If you're really unsure of the last time...
I can only give up.
Gongsun Yu is a very simple and realistic person. He said that he would not show mercy, so he would definitely not show mercy.
"Qingqing, Qingqing?"
Chen Qiu returned to the hillside where the three of them lived, calling out to the junior sister. Soon, Qingqing girl holding a roasted potato in her hand and rushed out of the kitchen.
She was baking something herself, but her face was covered with black marks.
Chen Qiu was angry and thought that this girl was cute and silly. He had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and help Qingqing wipe off the marks on her face.
After all, she is only 13 or 4 years old. How can she be expected to mature?
Speaking of which, my body is only 16 years old, but there is a 25-year-old soul in my body, which has been beaten by society.
"Qingqing, I have been operating the internal skills and mental methods left by my master these days, but some places are confused and confused about the semantics. You can tell me it."
Chen Qiu said to Qingqing, who was happily eating soft and glutinous potatoes:
"By the way, I'll give me some advice on the method of circulating true qi. You also know that I didn't like these before, so I mostly forgot about them."
"OK."
Qingqing has adapted to the situation of forgetting things with her senior brother.
Besides, the senior brother is not happy with martial arts, he is not concerned about martial arts practice, and is often scolded by his master, and his talent is mediocre.
It is normal to not care about it and forget the internal skills.
Although she was weak and it was difficult to follow martial arts, she was born with intelligence and developed a sense of qi early on.
Xiao Qingqing is more flexible and healthier than children of the same age. Her ability to hit rabbits and catch fish is also related to the weak true energy in her body.
"You follow me."
After eating the potatoes, Qingqing sat cross-legged on the grass and posed in a decent position.
She said to Chen Qiu who was learning from her:
"You don't have to pose this five-hearted posture towards the sky. Master said, just find the most comfortable posture that suits you and is enough. Oh... don't lie down!"
Chen Qiu raised his head and looked at Qingqing, he said:
“Isn’t it the most comfortable to lie down?”
"Hmph, whatever you want, big lazy man!"
Qingqing snorted, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, and said to Chen Qiu:
"Our set of mind methods is called the Jianghu Xinyao, which many people are using. In fact, according to Master, 70% of the people in the Jianghu use this set of mind methods."
"Um?"
Chen Qiu asked in surprise:
"Something like internal strength and mind method shouldn't be the top secret of the sect? Why is it spread so widely?"
"It was indeed top secret."
Qingqing opened her eyes and spread common sense to her senior brothers, she said:
"More than 20 years ago, everyone practiced their own skills. Only high-ranking schools could have their own skills. Ordinary people in the martial arts world could only learn those mental methods that were not up to date."
"This makes the stronger the stronger the weaker the weaker. Once a medium-sized exercise flows out, it can cause bloody storms in the world."
"But, 11 years ago, 12 years of Zhengding, a strange man named Zhang Moye spread this set of the secrets of the world that he compiled into the world."
Qingqing pursed her lips and said:
"Although this martial arts is not as good as the top mental method, it is definitely much more powerful than the internal powers circulating in the countryside."
"And the most amazing thing is that this technique can be used by everyone!"
Speaking of the name Zhang Moye, Qingqing's eyes were filled with admiration. She said to her confused senior brother:
"No matter how talented you are or how your origin is, as long as the innate Qi does not dissipate, you can get started through the Jianghu Heart Method. Therefore, in the past 11 years, the Jianghu Heart Method has been widely circulated."
"Everyone said that Zhang Moye gave 80% of the martial arts people, and it is possible to take another step."
"Zhang Moye? Who is that?"
Chen Qiu asked.
Qingqing blinked and she said:
"Who else can it be?"
Chapter completed!