Chapter 739: A Carefree Cultivation
As Gu Jiuchen's demonic cultivation clone reached the Mahayana realm, Gu Jiuchen's spiritual thoughts were withdrawn from the demonic cultivation clone, and he no longer paid attention to the demonic cultivation clone.
From then on, he will concentrate on the Tianxian Sect and return to the sect to teach his disciples.
One year later, on this day.
"Today's explanation will end here." As soon as Gu Jiuchen finished speaking, the disciples gathered around him, asking questions about their cultivation. Gu Jiuchen answered them one by one, patiently and meticulously, like spring breeze turning into rain, nourishing every disciple.
"Master, how do you think I am practicing?" A disciple couldn't wait to show off his newly learned sword moves.
Gu Jiuchen smiled slightly, tapped his fingertips, and a gentle force corrected the disciple's movements, "The sword moves lightly, and you need to control the sword with your heart to exert its maximum power."
The sun shines on the Tianxian Sect's back garden. Several peach trees are in their flowering season. Their pink petals fall in the wind and cover the bluestone path. Ye Linglong walked over carrying the snacks made by herself, with a gentle smile on her delicate face, "Jiuchen, take a rest."
Gu Jiuchen took the snack and took a bite. The sweetness of peach blossoms filled his mouth, "Linglong, thank you for your hard work." He looked at the disciples who were diligently practicing swords in the distance, his eyes full of love, "See them I feel so relieved to have worked so hard.”
Ye Linglong followed his gaze and landed on a petite figure not far away. Liu Yaonian was frowning, practicing the same sword move over and over again, but she still couldn't get the point, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. "Yao Nian, this kid, is too thoughtful. The most taboo thing during his training is impatience."
Gu Jiuchen nodded slightly, put down the snack in his hand, stood up and walked to Liu Yaonian's side. Sensing someone approaching, Liu Yaonian stopped and saw that it was Gu Jiuchen. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Master." Gu Jiuchen asked warmly, "But what problem did you encounter?" Liu Yaonian bit her lip. He said in a low voice: "This disciple is stupid and has never been able to understand the essence of this trick, 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water'."
"Falling flowers and flowing water focus on the artistic conception, not the moves." Gu Jiuchen said, taking the long sword from Liu Yaonian's hand, his body was light and fluttering like a falling flower. The sword light flickered, as naturally and smoothly as flowing water, without any stagnation. Astringent feeling.
Liu Yaonian watched mesmerizedly on the sidelines, and her originally confused thoughts gradually became clearer. After Gu Jiuchen finished the demonstration, he handed the sword back to her, "Feel it with your heart and experience the natural feeling of doing whatever you want."
Liu Yaonian nodded, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and replayed Gu Jiuchen's words in her mind. When she swung the sword again, her movements were obviously much smoother, and a sense of lightness emerged spontaneously.
In the distance, Zhu Tai and Qi Rong were sparring with swordsmanship. The two of them were going back and forth, their swords were intertwined, and the battle was very fierce. Zhu Tai has a calm personality, and his sword skills are wide open and majestic; while Qi Rong is flexible and changeable, his sword moves are light and his sword moves are strange and unpredictable. Although the two have very different personalities, they have a tacit understanding when they compete. They can learn something new from each other every time they fight.
"Your 'Liuyun Sword Technique' is getting better and better." Qi Rong put away his sword and said with a smile. Zhu Tai also put away his sword and stood up, "Your 'Phantom Step' has become even more elusive." The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of sympathy.
"You two are always so humble." Ye Linglong came over with herbal tea brewed by herself and handed the tea bowl to them, "You should also pay attention to rest after practicing."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Ye." The two of them took the tea bowl and drank it. They felt a cool feeling flow through their bodies, and the heat suddenly disappeared.
"Where's Senior Brother Li?" Zhu Tai looked around and saw no sign of Li Yifeng.
"It should be in the alchemy room. He has been trying to refine the 'Nine Transformation Soul Returning Pill' in the past few days." Ye Linglong replied.
"The 'Nine Transformation Soul Returning Pill' is a sixth-grade elixir!" Qi Rong exclaimed, "I didn't expect Senior Brother Li to be so proficient in alchemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a refreshing scent of medicine floated from a distance. Everyone was refreshed and looked towards the direction where the scent of medicine came from. They saw Li Yifeng walking out of the alchemy room with a cheerful face and holding a cup in his hand. A jade bottle, with wisps of white mist rising from the mouth of the bottle, which is the unique elixir fragrance of the "Nine Transformations of Soul Resurrection Pill".
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Li, congratulations to Senior Brother Li for refining such a magical elixir!" The disciples gathered around and congratulated Li Yifeng.
With a proud smile on Li Yifeng's face, he opened the jade bottle and saw three round and full elixirs in the bottle. The elixirs were gleaming on the surface and exuding an alluring fragrance. "I was lucky enough to get three of them this time. I would like to ask all the junior brothers and sisters to taste them."
Everyone took the elixir and looked at it carefully, their eyes filled with envy and admiration.
"Senior Brother Li is truly a genius. Given time, he will definitely become a master of alchemy!"
"Yes, a role model for our generation!"
At this time, a burst of warm applause and cheers suddenly came from the martial arts training ground, attracting everyone's attention.
"It seems to be very lively over there, let's go and have a look." Ye Linglong suggested.
When everyone arrived at the martial arts training ground, they saw Lin Wanqing and Lin Luan standing opposite each other. They each held a long sword in their hands, with the sword tips pointing at each other. A sharp sword energy spread between them.
"Senior sister, please advise!" Lin Luan took the lead in attacking, as fast as a cheetah, and the long sword in his hand turned into streaks of cold light, piercing Lin Wanqing's vital parts.
Lin Wanqing was not in a hurry, her figure was erratic, like a startled wild goose, she waved the long sword in her hand lightly, and resolved Lin Luan's attacks one by one. The two of them fought back and forth, the sword lights intertwined, the figures intertwined, and the crowd was dazzled and overwhelmed.
After dozens of moves, Lin Luan gradually fell behind, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. On the other hand, Lin Wanqing was still calm and at ease.
"Junior sister's swordsmanship has become more and more advanced. It seems that I have to work harder." Lin Luan put away the long sword and said with a smile.
Lin Wanqing also sheathed her sword and said modestly, "Brother, you are too kind. I am still far from that."
"You two are both excellent." Li Yifeng stepped forward and encouraged, "In time, you will become pillars of the sect."
As everyone was talking and laughing, a disciple hurried over and said in a panic, "Oh no, Brother Yun Che... Brother Yun Che..."
"What happened to Yun Che? Speak slowly." Seeing that he was incoherent, Ye Linglong asked hurriedly.
"Brother Yun Che accidentally fell off a cliff while exploring near Luoxia Valley. His life or death is unknown!" The disciple said breathlessly.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked.
Luoxia Valley is located deep in the back mountain of Tianxian Sect. It is steep and shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. It is one of the sect's forbidden areas. Yun Che usually likes to go out alone to train, but he didn't expect such an accident to happen this time.
"I'll go save him right now!" Gu Jiuchen made a prompt decision, his figure flashed, and he turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of Luoxia Valley.
Ye Linglong followed closely behind, and the others also sacrificed their magic weapons, flew on swords, and rushed towards Luoxia Valley.
In Luoxia Valley, Yun Che struggled to get up from the ground, and felt severe pain all over his body, as if he was falling apart. He looked around and saw that he was in a dark valley, surrounded by strange rocks, gusts of cold wind, and a strange breath filled the air.
"Where is this place?" Yun Che was puzzled. He tried to circulate his spiritual power, but found that the spiritual power in his body disappeared without a trace like a drop in the ocean.
"Damn it, why did my spiritual power disappear?" Yun Che was shocked, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
At this moment, he suddenly found an ancient stone tablet not far ahead, which was engraved with dense runes and emitted a faint light.
Yun Che endured the pain in his body and walked towards the stone tablet step by step. When he got close to the stone tablet, the runes suddenly seemed to come alive and began to flash violently. A strong suction force sucked him in...