Uncle Shi is always fine

Chapter 42

Gu Yunheng followed the stink bug and entered through the door.After entering, it was pitch black everywhere, and I couldn't see my fingers.

It was very quiet everywhere, except for the sound of my own breathing, I couldn't hear any sound.

Where's the fart bug?

Gu Yunheng tentatively asked, "Uncle Master?"

There was no other sound but the echo.

Gu Yunheng listened intently, the echo became weaker and weaker until he could no longer hear it.

People can't see it, so why is there no movement at all?

Just when he was wondering, the dark room suddenly lit up, and the dazzling light made it hard to keep your eyes open.

Gu Yunheng squinted his eyes, leaving a gap, but his eyes still hurt, forcing him to close them tightly.Even so, you can feel the light that your eyes can't bear.

After a while, the light gradually dimmed, and the eyes felt much better.

Gu Yunheng slowly opened his eyes, closed them for a long time, and opened them suddenly, making his vision blurry.

In the hazy picture, many figures can be vaguely seen.

When the sight was completely clear, Gu Yunheng looked around, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Okay, take your hands away." Liu Fuyi's cold voice sounded.

Gu Yun looked at him horizontally, and called out in a daze: "Master."

Liu Fuyi patted his head.

That year Gu Yunheng was only as tall as his master's waist.

Liu Fuyi said: "Your physique is special, suitable for practicing Qinggang swordsmanship."

Once back to the scene when Gu Yunheng first entered the sect more than ten years ago.

What happened next was the same as ten years ago, Liu Fuyi asked all the disciples in the sect to test on the trial stone one by one.

Only Gu Yunheng and the seventh-ranked disciple, An Yao, have special physiques among this group of beginners, who are suitable for practicing Qinggang swordsmanship.

Qinggang swordsmanship is different from ordinary swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship pays more attention to the mind, and condenses the sword through itself and the Tiangang righteousness cultivated the day after tomorrow.At the same time, you can also absorb resentment and purify it through your own righteousness.

Gu Yunheng and An Yao worked hard for a year before they could barely condense a sword that was not much longer than a dagger.After three years, the sword was truly condensed.At this point, it can be practiced in conjunction with swordsmanship.

Every once in a while, Liu Fuyi will test their swordsmanship, not only to test their cultivation level, but also to test whether their physiques are still suitable for the Qinggang swordsmanship as they grow older.

Qinggang swordsmanship has strict requirements on physical fitness, and its practice cannot be separated from grievances, so extra care must be taken.

Fortunately, under the painstaking training of Gu Yunheng and An Yao, the cultivation base of the two has been continuously improved, and there has been no new change in their physique.

In the whole faction, only the two of them can practice this sword technique. Usually, the two of them often practice sword together and ponder over it. Therefore, the relationship between Gu Yunheng and An Yao is getting better and better, as if they are biological brothers, and they talk about everything .

With the improvement of swordsmanship, it has reached the stage where one can inhale resentment.

The first time I inhaled resentment, it was very difficult to purify it with Tiangang righteousness, but the result was good.Gu Yunheng and An Yao faced each other calmly, and under Liu Fuyi's guidance, they successfully transformed resentment into righteousness, which condensed into a sword.

In a blink of an eye, it was another three years.An Yao's swordsmanship, whose aptitude is slightly weaker than Gu Yunheng's, continues to improve, and has surpassed Gu Yunheng's.

Gu Yunheng was happy for him, and An Yao was also very happy, feeling that the hard work these years had paid off was not in vain.

But Liu Fuyi couldn't be happy, and reminded An Yao many times not to rush for success, this is the most taboo thing about Qinggang swordsmanship.

An Yao promised, but he couldn't do it, his body seemed to have its own consciousness, he practiced sword day and night, and if he didn't practice for a while, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body, as if he had reached the point of madness.

Finally, after a test, Liu Fuyi found a slight change in his physique.An Yao's spiritual power is not pure enough, and he is no longer suitable for practicing Qinggang swordsmanship, so he must stop practicing.

Ten years of hard training, but in exchange for such a result.

Good swordsmanship can no longer be used from now on, and An Yao can't accept this result at all.At night, he tossed and turned in bed unable to fall asleep, so he simply got up and went to the back mountain to relax.

Gu Yunheng lived next door to him, and when he heard the noise in the middle of the night, he secretly followed him out of worry.

An Yao walked alone in the back mountain, but he couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Under the dim moonlight, he condensed his own sword and danced the whole set of sword skills, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

It hasn't changed at all, why doesn't Master let him continue to practice?If he doesn't practice this, what else can he practice?For ten whole years, he painstakingly practiced this set of sword techniques. Gu Yunheng practiced everything in a mess. Obviously, he was more focused and hardworking than Gu Yunheng, and he practiced better. Why is he the only one who can't continue to practice?

The brotherhood is no longer there, only resentment.An Yao yelled angrily, "Why?"

Clouds cover the moon, without moonlight, the earth is darker.An Yao's eyes gradually clouded in the darkness.

The clouds drifted away, the moonlight became brighter, and the light in An Yao's eyes disappeared. He let out a roar, and his body was instantly covered by thick black mist. Even the condensed sword in his hand emitted an abnormal black mist.

Gu Yunheng, who was not far away from him, suddenly saw a well-behaved person, who suddenly swung his sword wildly as if possessed by a demon.

The trees on the back mountain were cut down several by An Yao, and the black mist became thicker, and the thick fog had already drifted to Gu Yunheng.

It's resentment!

Gu Yunheng's heart shuddered, and he looked intently, and found that An Yao's eyes had completely turned black.He secretly screamed that it was not good, turned around and rushed to An Yao's side and shouted: "Junior brother, be careful of resentment, concentrate quickly, and stimulate the righteousness in your body."

An Yao turned a deaf ear to it, seeing Gu Yunheng this time was like seeing an enemy.He turned around slowly, and said in a strange tone: "Eldest brother, I didn't seek your unhappiness, but you are looking for my unhappiness." Lifting the sword, before Gu Yunheng could make a sound, he directly attacked Gu Yunheng to death hole.

Gu Yunheng didn't want to conflict with him, so he tried to persuade him repeatedly.

An Yao couldn't hear a word, and there was resentment in every part of his body.

In terms of Qinggang swordsmanship, Gu Yunheng had already been slapped by An Yaoruo. In this situation, he had no choice but to inhale the resentment emanating from An Yao into his body and condense out the sword.

With the sword points facing each other, An Yao had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, as much resentment was sucked away from his body, and how much resentment was released immediately.While he was dueling with Gu Yunheng, he kept talking.

"Finally can't help it? I practice better than you, are you jealous?"

"Master is eccentric. I am ahead of you. If he is unhappy, he will not allow me to practice anymore. Why?"

"Hahahaha, the eldest disciple of Feiyun Peak is only mediocre, if he killed you today, why does Master not let me practice sword?"

Ten moves, twenty moves, the fighting between the two became faster and faster, and the moves were so fast that even the shadow of the sword could not be seen clearly.

Gradually, Gu Yunheng felt powerless. He kept persuading his junior to wake up quickly and not to be controlled by resentment, but all of them were useless.

In the illusion, Gu Yunheng was already out of breath from exhaustion. He hadn't practiced Qinggang swordsmanship in these years, and he had learned countless spells, but he couldn't use any of them in the illusion.

Knowing that he is in an illusion, he feels that everything he sees is real.Even every detail of what is happening now is exactly the same as ten years ago.

His thoughts were chaotic, his brain was blank, and his spiritual power was surging in his body. An Yao's grievances poured into Gu Yunheng's body in large quantities, so much that he mistakenly thought that he could not purify.

With a splitting headache, Gu Yun stepped back steadily, the sword in his hand suddenly existed and disappeared, and his spiritual power was extremely unstable.

good chance!

An Yao laughed, and shouted, "Take your life!"

Back then, when the crisis was imminent, Gu Yunheng subconsciously raised his hand, An Yao was caught off guard, and he did not expect him to condense his sword again.

There was only a sword distance between the two. Gu Yunheng's sword was stuck in An Yao's heart, but his sword stopped on Gu Yunheng's chest, just a hair away.

The black air all over the sky erupted, Gu Yunheng's eyes went dark, and he passed out.Three days after waking up, Liu Fuyi told him that An Yao was anxious for success, had an impure state of mind, had lost his temper, and died. He was injured by resentment and still needed to rest in bed for several days.

After that day, every time he condensed his sword, Gu Yunheng thought of the scene of stabbing An Yao to death with his sword that day.Although the master has emphasized many times that it was not his fault, his sword that day only injured An Yao, and the real cause of An Yao's death was too much resentment that caused his body to explode, but Gu Yunheng couldn't feel at ease .

Since then, Gu Yunheng has no longer used the Qinggang sword technique, and he can't even touch ordinary swords, and he has become his inner demon.

In the illusion, when life and death were at stake again, An Yao laughed wildly: "Take your life!"

Can't kill Junior Brother again, can't!

Kill him, if you don't kill him, you will die!

Gu Yunheng's mind was chaotic, and two voices appeared alternately, tormenting him.He wrinkled his face in pain, clasped his head in both hands, and had a splitting headache.

kill?

do not kill?

These two decisions, like two swords, were fiercely fought in his mind.

"Gu Yunheng!"

Suddenly, someone called his name.

Whose voice is this?so familiar.

Gu Yunheng frowned, thinking hard.

"Little Yunheng!"

"Hey, Duanxiu!"

There were two more voices, which sounded like they came from the same person, but with three completely different tones.

Who is he?

Ah - my head hurts.

Gu Yunheng held his head tightly, the answer was on his lips, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

An Yao's laughter became louder and louder, and the words "take your life" kept echoing in your ears.

"It's so annoying! Shut up! Stop barking!"

Gu Yunheng shook his head violently, trying to shake the sound out, but it was just the opposite, the sound was so loud that it almost pierced his ears.

"Shut up!" Gu Yunheng stared wide-eyed, subconsciously condensed a sword in his right hand, and when he was about to stab out, the familiar voice rang again.

"Yun Heng, it's me, wake up."

Gu Yunheng opened his eyes, but he couldn't see the speaker.Suddenly, a sigh sounded in his ear, and someone stroked his cheek a few times.

The man's voice was as clear and sweet as spring water: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Uncle Master." Gu Yun rolled his throat up and down, uttering the title with difficulty.

The man smiled lightly and answered him.

The chaotic thoughts were sorted out in an instant because of this sound, Gu Yunheng only felt that his brain had never been so clear.

Holding the sword in both hands, he swung it vigorously, separated from An Yao's sword, and swung it from bottom to top.

An Yao's sword fell out of his hand, and the sword condensed with resentment disappeared, and An Yao also disappeared.