I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 71 Secret Sword
The Blood Tiger Demon Sword flew into the crevice of the cliff, breaking open a cave that Gu Wenqi had dug in vain and then sealed up. After going dozens of feet deep, the long sword landed on the cave wall.

The knife was extremely sharp. Gu Yuanqing only needed to apply slight force and a large piece of rock fell off. With a thought, the rock was moved deep into the cave. He slashed with the long knife again and another piece of rock was cut off.

The speed of digging the hole was so fast that even Gu Yuanqing himself was surprised. In just a short moment, it extended forward several meters.

"It's all thanks to this sword. If I had used other weapons, I don't know how much more effort it would have taken. I really have to thank Zuo Qiu!"

Gu Yuanqing murmured to himself with a slight smile.

This place is less than a hundred feet away from the secret room. It must be said that Gu Wenqi remembered the map quite accurately. Unfortunately, he did not take into account Yuan Qing's ability. A slight mistake led to a huge loss. After a year of hard work, he finally failed.

Half an hour later, a cave about 30 centimeters long and wide led into the secret room.

Gu Yuanqing used his mind to roll up the secret sword and it came out of the cave. A moment later, the secret sword was in his hand.

This secret sword is only three inches long, with a slight metallic luster on the blade and some faint dark patterns hidden in the blade.

Its hilt is so short that it can be held with two fingers.

I couldn't tell what material it was made of, but it was very light and felt like nothing when I held it in my hand.

Its blade edge is not sharp, but looks like it has no blade at all.

Gu Yuanqing looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what was hidden in the secret sword, so he injected his true energy into it.

"what!"

Gu Yuanqing was surprised. He saw that the hand holding the dagger sank down and almost fell out of his hand. The dagger became countless times heavier in an instant and turned into a three-foot long sword.

He changed his grip to hold the sword with his palm, and as he injected more and more inner energy into the sword, the sword became heavier and the blade became bigger!

Hearing a cracking sound, his body suddenly became an inch shorter, but the stone slab under his feet could not bear the weight and his feet sank deeply into it.

He retracted his true energy, pulled his feet off the ground, and held the dagger in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

"This sword is really unusual. Just based on this point, it is not an ordinary thing. However, it is said that the secret sword contains a secret that is higher than the master's. The founder of the Beiquan Sword School also used this sword to comprehend the Seven Swords of the Big Dipper. I wonder where this secret is hidden?"

Gu Yuanqing looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any clues, so he closed his eyes and "looked" at the dagger using the method of looking at a mountain.

But as soon as the thought entered the dagger, it became dark.

Gu Yuanqing frowned and studied it for a long time but still had no clue.

“Well, when the cultivation of the Dao Embryo is complete and I have completely transformed into a Grandmaster, my spiritual thoughts and true essence will merge, and I will use the Grandmaster’s thoughts to explore this dagger, and perhaps I will gain something else!”

Using his mind to control the dagger, Gu Yuanqing put it back into the house. He filled the hole he had just stepped on with his foot, then went straight back into the house, sinking all his mind into the Tao fetus.

Inside the Tao fetus, green mountains stood tall and true energy permeated the entire space.

The core of the Tao fetus is located within the green mountain. Every time it shrinks, the surrounding true energy is absorbed into the mountain. Every time it opens, true energy is emitted from the top of the mountain, turning into waterfalls and rushing down, and turning into rivers on the earth.

Gu Yuanqing watched this scene quietly. Unlike when the Zhenwu was hidden, this world was no longer the chaos it once was, but had evolved rules. "The cultivation of the Daotai Realm is no longer the same as the Zhenwu Realm. It is about understanding the Dao between heaven and earth and evolving it in this Daotai Realm. The more perfect this world is, the stronger its power will be."

With the guidance of various secret manuals, Gu Yuanqing has a very clear understanding of the cultivation of the Daotai realm. At the same time, after experiencing this breakthrough, the insights he gained while watching the mountain have become clearer in his mind. At the same time, when the Daotai is condensed, these insights are also imprinted into this world in the dark, and will grow with the Daotai and eventually turn into his own strength.

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The Taiwu Mountains stretch for thousands of miles and are more than thousands of feet high. They are covered with snow all year round. Even birds cannot fly across them, let alone human power.

This mountain seems to divide this world into two places.

Daqian and Dazhou divided the mountains and ruled accordingly.

Shuofang City is the outermost city on the northeast side of Daqian, only dozens of miles away from the seal of the Demon Realm under Taiwu Mountain. There were tens of thousands of soldiers stationed here, but now there are only a hundred old, weak and sick people guarding the city wall.

This place is covered with ice and snow all year round, and people who go out are wrapped in thick fur coats.

Zuo Qiu was wearing thin clothes, drinking steaming meat soup and eating steamed buns at a roadside stall. A long knife with blood stains was placed on the bench next to him.

Passersby all avoided him from a distance. The owner of the roadside stall hid far away after serving the meat soup and steamed buns, lowered his head and did his own thing. He didn't even dare to look at him for too long, because the person who could dress like this here must not be a simple person.

After a long while, a luxurious carriage pulled by five-meter-tall snow wolves stopped by the roadside.

A young man dressed in brocade and jade came down from the carriage, holding a folding fan. He had a handsome face, and when he saw Zuoqiu Shangshang, he smiled and walked towards him, waving his folding fan.

Zuo Qiu raised his head, his expression suddenly froze.

The young man came straight to sit opposite Zuo Qiu, turned around and said, "Boss, give me a portion according to this guest."

Zuo Qiu's hand dropped down and rested on the hilt of the knife. He stared at the person in front of him with a vigilant look and said word by word: "Gong Xin, how come you are also in this world?"

The young man chuckled and said, "When I heard about you in the Great Zhou Kingdom, I was also surprised. However, I was even more surprised that you have done so poorly here. This sword doesn't seem to be your Blood Tiger Demon Sword, right?"

Zuo Qiu's eyes flashed with fierceness, but he finally suppressed his anger and said coldly: "You came here to attack me, right? Don't think that I am afraid of you just because I don't have the Blood Tiger Demon Sword. If it is a life-and-death battle, who will win is still unknown!"

Gong Xin closed his folding fan and tapped it lightly in his hand, smiling and saying, "Don't panic. Even if I want to fight you, it's not now. I just heard something and came here to verify it."

Hearing this, Zuo Qiu slowly removed his hand from the hilt of the knife and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to prove?"

"What on earth did you encounter in Beiquan Mountain? To the point that... you even lost your sword." Gong Xin glanced at the long sword next to him.

"I don't think I need to tell you all this?" Zuo Qiu looked very unhappy. This was like a slap in the face. He and other cultivators, when they came here, should have been like immortals descending to the mortal world, but he suffered a great loss instead.

The boss brought the meat soup and steamed buns.

Gong Xin took it with a smile on his face, thanked him, and then tore off the steamed bun and put it into his mouth elegantly. He then drank a mouthful of soup and slowly said, "Do you still want your knife back?"

(End of this chapter)