Xia do not stay

Chapter 167 The God of Northern Darkness
"Uncle, I brought you food!"

Qingluan carried the food box and excitedly came to deliver food to Gu Yang. She and Gong Xue each took turns to deliver food. This was the seventh time she came to deliver food.

Gu Yang was watering a flower under the scorching sun above his head. His silver hair seemed to flow with a faint luster, without any sense of aging.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qingluan always feels that the uncle seems to be getting more and more attractive and younger.

"Uncle, you must have been a high-ranking official before, otherwise ordinary people don't have your bearing."

Gu Yang shook his head and smiled, and put down the water ladle.

"Senior officer... it can be considered."

The silver medal of the Ministry of Fire of the Six Doors is not a small official.

Today's meal is very rich, with wine and meat.

Gu Yang took his time and chewed slowly, as if every bite was a rare delicacy, so he had to savor it carefully.

Qingluan looked at him, his eating was not elegant, but it made people feel a kind of love for life from the bottom of his heart, that kind of love also infected her invisibly, after staying with the uncle for a while, I feel cheerful, as if there are no more worries in this world.

"Uncle, why do you always look at that flower?"

Gu Yang looked at the not-so-beautiful wild flower, and said with a smile: "I used to think that the beauty and ugliness of a flower lies in its color and beauty when it blooms, but now I realize that I was wrong."

Qingluan was puzzled and said: "But this flower is really not very beautiful."

Gray rhizomes, dry flower buds, stubbornly grow among exotic flowers and plants, and desperately compete with those rare plants for a sliver of nutrients.

In other words, no one would pull it out without hesitation.

Gu Yang said: "The beauty and ugliness of a flower does not lie in its appearance, but in its spirit."

"Spirit?"

Qingluan almost suspected that the uncle was ill again, what spirit can a flower have?
"Absorbing the natural nutrients of heaven and earth, not tolerating exotic flowers and plants, but also fighting against wind, knife, frost and sword, and finally being lonely and beautiful, and then returning to nature after falling into mud, isn't this kind of spirit beautiful?"

"To appreciate flowers, you should not only appreciate the beauty of flowers when they are in full bloom, but their whole life."

Gu Yang put down his wine glass, his eyes were deep, like a big unfathomable lake, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the waves.

Qingluan seemed to have really heard it, she wondered: "Uncle, did you hear... the sound of the waves?"

Gu Yang was taken aback, then laughed loudly, lay down on a big rock, basked in the sun, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Sleeping gods, sleeping gods, stone roots lying high and forgetting their years, three lights sinking and self-contained. Qi returns to the mysterious orifice, and the breath is natural..."

Qingluan didn't understand the meaning of his words, but felt that there was a mystery. After a while, Gu Yang fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly, and his body relaxed to the extreme. Just watching him sleep, Qingluan himself was a little sleepy.

"Uncle Smelly, you even told Second Senior Sister that you used to be a hero, and you just took the name of a hero. How can a hero be so relaxed when he sleeps? Not vigilant at all."

After watching for a while, Qingluan couldn't stop the growing drowsiness, and slowly fell asleep leaning against the tree.

The sound of the waves surged again, and even a phantom of the waves centered on Gu Yang, and every time he breathed, it was like a giant whale spitting out water.

If someone who knows how to look at Qi is here, he will see that Gu Yang seems to be filled with a faint white light, like a rising fairy energy. Appearance of vision.

In other words, Gu Yang has already touched the threshold of realizing the gods, and he is only a step away.

……

After resting for half a month, Liu Fang's injury has mostly healed, and she is going to continue down the mountain to buy.

A pretty girl followed her, hugged her arm and said coquettishly, "Sister Liu, I want to go out of the valley too, why don't you take me with you."

Liu Fang looked at the girl with a hint of doting in her eyes.

This young girl is very similar to her life experience. She was also killed by someone back then. If the owner of the valley hadn't rescued her, she would have become an unjust soul in the underground.

"Xiao Chu, what are you doing out of the valley?"

Xiao Chu sighed, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"My parents were killed, and I don't know if anyone has collected the bones. I...I can't sleep every time I think about it."

Liu Fang hugged her distressedly, and said: "My good boy, you really should go out of the valley to have a look, but... Eldest sister won't let me teach you how to break the formation."

Xiao Chu's eyes dimmed, and she said, "Okay then, I'm sorry, Sister Liu, I'm the one who made things difficult for you."

Liu Fang gritted her teeth, and said, "Forget it, just follow my footsteps later, and don't get lost."

Xiao Chu immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Liu!"

The two walked through the ten-mile peach forest, but what Liu Fang didn't know was that Xiao Chu's eyes moved slightly behind her, and she had firmly memorized the footwork of breaking the formation in her mind.

She looked at Liu Fang who was holding her hand tightly in front of her, for fear of losing her, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

……

When Qingluan woke up, it was already midnight on the moon.

At this time, the stars were shining brightly, and the moon was bright and clear. She only felt that she had slept very comfortably and felt refreshed.

She even had a feeling that if she practiced swordsmanship, she might have a breakthrough.

She has a sassy temperament, and she does it when she thinks about it, without being muddled at all.

Clang!
With the long sword in hand, she glanced at the uncle.

Gu Yang had already woken up, he was bathing in the starlight, his white hair fluttered in the night wind like silk, and he was watching the wild flower.

"Uncle, I will practice sword for a while, will it disturb you?"

Gu Yang waved his hand and said: "You practice yours, I will see mine, the world is so big, can't there be a flower sword?"

Qingluan shook his head, and the uncle started to say some strange words again.

At that moment, she held her breath and concentrated all her energy on the long sword in her hand, and began to practice the Peach Blossom Sword Technique taught by Master Gu himself.

The shadow of the sword is horizontal and slanting, and the light of the sword is clear and shallow. This set of peach blossom swordsmanship is clear and agile in her hands, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and every move and every move is uniquely beautiful.

The more Qingluan practiced, the brighter her eyes became. She just felt that once the barriers of swordsmanship that troubled her in the past were gone, her inspiration was like a tide, and her sword skills were like a god!

When the time came, she even used the ultimate move of peach blossom swordsmanship. The long sword was like ten thousand peach blossoms in full bloom, with a bright youth.

boom!
There are criss-crossing sword marks left on the stone wall, which looks like a splash-ink painting of peach blossoms from a distance.

Gu Yang didn't look at the wild flower again, because this sword technique reminded him of another flower, a peach blossom planted in his heart.

"Qingluan, what's the name of this sword move?"

Martial arts related to the school is a secret, but Qingluan completely trusts him, and can even practice swords in front of him, so naturally he will not hide it.

"Uncle, this style is called "Zhuo Zhuo Qi Hua", this set of swordsmanship is called Peach Blossom Swordsmanship, it was created by Gu Zhu and passed on to us."

"It's strange to say, I've never been able to use this style of "Scorching its Brilliance" before, why did I suddenly use it just now?"

She glanced at the uncle, her face flushed slightly, could it be because she was sleeping next to the uncle?For some reason, just standing next to the uncle, she felt inexplicably at ease, and even practiced the sword like a divine help.

Is this what it feels like to love someone?

Gu Yang was slightly absent-minded. He guided Qingluan into a dream with the God of the Northern Darkness he had initially grasped, and helped her recuperate her hidden injuries during sleep, and even passed on her a superior inner strength through the guidance of breathing.

This superior internal energy was created by Gu Yang during this period of time. It is based on Taoist internal energy. It has the magical effect of regulating internal organs and five qi, clearing the heart and protecting the body. It is equivalent to the low-profile version of Beiming Divine Art, but it cannot absorb human energy.

But even so, it is a top-notch first-class internal strength, and it can cause a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes.

He originally wanted to quietly repay Qingluan's life-saving grace, but he didn't want to see this "sparkling flower".

Looking at the back of Qingluan leaving, Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his white hair fluttering, and a hint of memory in his eyes, the figure under the moonlight looked so lonely.

"Recipe, Shining."

(Thanks to the book friend 20170206182428054 for the reward, love!)
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