Chapter 81: Annotations to the Wuliang Jue

"This little kid is very filial." Looking at the child in front of him, Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. If you know how to be filial to your parents today, you will also be filial to your teachers in the future. You are a good disciple.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyun quietly pinched his fingers to calculate the child's future.

After a moment, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, "Sure enough, he has an immortal destiny. Even if he doesn't meet me, there is a 30% chance that this little kid will join the Wuhen Sect and become a disciple of the Pulse Cleansing Realm."

What Gu Xiuyun deduced was only a glimpse of the future.

In the way of deduction, the most difficult thing to calculate is the future. Because it has not happened yet, it contains countless possibilities. It is possible that you will be killed by a meteorite tomorrow, or you may become an immortal and enter the Tao, break through to the Douxiao Realm, and become an elder of the Wuhen Sect.

What Gu Xiuyun deduced was only the most likely among countless futures.

"It's a pity that I disguised my identity and infiltrated the Wuhen Sect. Sooner or later, I will be exposed. I cannot accept this junior as my disciple, otherwise I will harm him." Gu Xiuyun shook his head.

…

In a simple thatched hut, a village woman was lying on the earthen bed, leaning slightly sideways.

Seeing the child and the man in green robe walking into the house, the woman's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly struggled to get up, "The poor woman has seen the immortal."

"You are sick, so you don't need to salute." Gu Xiuyun waved his hand gently, and his spiritual power turned into an invisible force, stopping the village woman.

The spiritual power was like a ball of cotton wool, wrapping the village woman. She wanted to get up and bow, but she couldn't move, so she could only lie down along with the spiritual power.

"Shangxian, my mother has been bedridden for more than a year. Every day at night, her stomach hurts and she doesn't feel better after taking a lot of medicine." The child said.

"Let me consider."

Gu Xiuyun once again wielded a spiritual power and merged into the village woman's body.

The spiritual power turned into threads, formless but omnipresent, spreading all over the woman's body. After a moment, he frowned.

"It is indeed a stubborn disease. No wonder secular doctors cannot cure it." Gu Xiuyun understood in his heart.

There was a large piece of rot in the woman's abdominal cavity, and the pus condensed into a ball, blocking her body like a solid stone.

That's all. In the flesh and blood of the abdominal wall, there is a raised sarcoma, which is pressing against the tendons and causing pain every day. It is really not easy for her to survive until today.

In addition, because the woman has been bedridden for many years, her spine and hip bones have become rigid, and she has problems with her gastrointestinal and other places.

In this situation, ordinary herbal medicines are no longer useful. It is necessary to refine elixirs from spiritual ginseng that have been used for more than a hundred years, or to slowly maintain them with spiritual power to gradually eliminate the stubborn diseases in the body, in order to cure her disease, but it takes a long time. It takes more than half a year.

"If an ordinary person got these diseases, he would probably be close to death. Madam has practiced martial arts and has a strong foundation to support her until today." Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

"Shangxian, can my mother be saved?" the child asked eagerly.

"Of course there will be help," Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "You little kid is lucky, you happened to meet me. If it were anyone else, you would not be able to part with a hundred-year-old ginseng."

As he spoke, Gu Xiuyun took out an old ginseng plant from his spirit pouch. With a tap of his palm, the ginseng tendrils were shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the table.

"Take a piece of ginseng root every day, boil it into a soup, and give it to your mother. Her illness will be cured in about half a year!" Gu Xiuyun said.

"So simple?" The child couldn't believe it.

"Little baby, the path to immortality is far away. If you can step into the immortal gate, you will have many magical powers. You will understand in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of blood gushes out of the woman's body. Most of the pus in her body was swept away by the spiritual power, leaving only the parts adhering to the internal organs.

The sarcomas in the flesh and blood were also sealed by spiritual power and stopped growing for the time being.

These stubborn diseases are closely related to the woman's body and cannot be forcibly removed, so Gu Xiuyun left the ginseng and asked the children to make a decoction for the mother every day.

"I drank wine, and my illness was cured. Little baby, I am gone!"

Gu Xiuyun laughed loudly and floated out of the house like a breeze.

"Shangxian, please stay." The child hurriedly chased out of the house, but Gu Xiuyun could no longer be found. "Shangxian, I also want to tell you about the strange things in the woods at the east end of the village!"

…

Gu Xiuyun, like a breeze, fled towards the small town in the distance.

Although he didn't use the escape technique, he was still very fast, and he reached the town in almost a moment.

The towns are much more prosperous than the villages. People are coming and going on the streets. The vendors on both sides are wearing coarse linen clothes and shouting loudly.

This small town is inconspicuous in the entire Wuhen Sect, but it is just a small town.

One of the dozens of towns at the foot of Ningshan Mountain. Standing at the highest point of the town, looking around, there are tall peaks towering in the distance, reaching deep into the sky. There are five peaks in total, surrounding this land.

The entire Wuhen Sect has a radius of several thousand miles, which is not inferior to the land of China.

Such a vast mountain gate is like a country. There are mortals at the foot of the mountain, and practitioners live on the top of the mountain, without disturbing each other.

Gu Xiuyun walked quietly to the center of the town like a phantom.

There is a huge stone tablet standing here. The inscription is written in ancient characters and there are many annotations engraved on both sides.

The stone tablet was surrounded by warriors, and from time to time someone would step forward, read an inscription, and then return to where they were, lowering their heads to practice.

"As expected of one of the Four Great Sects, he actually carved the Immortal Dao Kung Fu on a stone tablet for everyone to view." Gu Xiuyun marveled in his heart, "Although it only has the pulse-cleansing realm part, it is still an excellent technique."

"It's a pity that it's not Wuliang Jue, so it's of no use to me."

Gu Xiuyun continued to walk to the next place.

If there was no one in the town, he would go to the capital to look for it. He would not ask other practitioners until the last step.

A disciple of Wuhen Sect, but he did not know Wuliang Jue, was too suspicious.

There was only one capital near Yanning Mountain. Gu Xiuyun asked many merchants before he determined the location of the capital.

After an incense stick, he jumped into the city.

"It's here."

As soon as he entered the capital, Gu Xiuyun saw the manifesto in the distance.

There was a golden book on the city wall, which was engraved with dense ancient characters. He only glanced at it and had some insights in his heart.

"Wulian Jue Annotated Edition, come and buy it quickly if you want it, only ten taels of gold." There were people holding books and selling them under the city wall.

Seeing Gu Xiuyun approaching, someone immediately came up to him, "Sir, you are here to comprehend the Wuliang Jue. I have an annotated version here. You can buy it for ten taels of gold."

"Oh, how do you know that I haven't practiced the Wuliang Jue secret method yet?" Gu Xiuyun asked with a smile.

"If the sir has mastered this method, why would he come here? Those who come here are all sirens who have just opened their spiritual veins," the vendor pointed to the practitioners sitting cross-legged under the city wall, there were dozens of them, "The ancient characters are difficult to understand, sir, you might as well buy an annotated version, it will be much easier to practice."