Chapter 119 Yingyan
On the evening of October 23, the [-]rd year of Tianxing, the sun was setting and the sky was dark.

The yard of NO.17 in Ping'an Lane is covered with withered and yellow ginkgo leaves.

After Gu Xu finished practicing all day, he came to his kitchen and cooked himself an egg, a plate of vegetables, and a bowl of porridge.

Then he sat down at the dining table, took a spoon, and sipped slowly.

This is the normal state of his life.

Like this white porridge, it is bland and tasteless.

At this moment, the little book boy on the screen suddenly came to Gu Xu's side, bowed to him and said, "Young master, a guest is here."

The little book boy said the word "guest", but he didn't specify his identity.

So Gu Xu knew that this visitor should be a stranger who had never visited before.

He put on his robe, opened the door, and found a middle-aged man with a long beard in a black robe outside the door.

"excuse me, you are……"

"He Yiqun, my servant. I have heard of Gu Xiaoyou's name for a long time. When I saw him today, he is really handsome and handsome." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Although the middle-aged man's attitude is amiable and unassuming, Gu Xu dare not neglect him in the slightest.

He immediately bowed his hands and saluted: "I have seen Mr. He."

He knew that this Mr. He was a practitioner of the sixth realm, the younger brother of the Grand Master of Qi, the master of Taoism, and the guest minister of the Exorcism Department, and his status was extraordinary.

However, because he has always been unrestrained and loves freedom, he does not have any formal official position in the Daqi court, but has been traveling alone all the time, and even the Daqi State Teacher sometimes finds it difficult to contact him.

Unexpectedly, He Yiqun would appear at his door today.

"I came to Yishui County today because I was entrusted by Chief Luo to deliver "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" to you." He Yiqun quickly explained his reason for coming, "Of course, this is not the most important reason. ——Because if I don’t want to come here, even Chief Luo can’t order me.”

"Then Mr. He, you—"

"—I'm just curious about you, and want to come and see you in person." He Yiqun interrupted him, and explained with a smile.

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Gu Xu invited He Yiqun into the room, and asked the little book boy to pour him a cup of hot tea.

Then, He Yiqun took out a thin booklet from his sleeve and handed it to Gu Xu.

At this time, Gu Xu saw that this high-grade spell "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven", which was described as miraculously, only had seven pages in total!
"I was lucky enough to learn the first two styles of "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven" under the guidance of my master." He Yiqun raised his teacup, took a sip of tea, and said to Gu Xu, "Look for yourself first. If you If you don't understand anything, you can ask me.

"However, I haven't learned the next few styles myself, so you need to think about it yourself."

Gu Xu nodded to express his gratitude.

He opened the book and began to read the contents carefully.

He Yiqun sat beside him, watching quietly.

This junior of the Grand Master of Qi has always been a person who does whatever he wants - his motivation for doing everything is to pursue inner pleasure and find all interesting people or things.

Anything that interests him, he will immediately act without hesitation; and anything that he does not want to do, no one can force him to do.

His interest in Gu Xu mainly stems from the "Jinghong Brush".

Because he knew that the slender and fragile writing brush is the famous utensil of the most picky master in the world, and it is also the magic weapon most desired by the talisman masters - those who can be recognized by it must have something extraordinary.

For example, the girl from the Lu family in Qingzhou more than ten years ago... If Lu Huan hadn't committed treason back then, she would have become an extremely dazzling existence now-you know, He Yiqun once called himself a "wandering poet" and once loved her. Lu Shiyao's works are quite appreciated.

In addition, Gu Xu also took the initiative to face the difficulties and chose to challenge "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven"...

This made He Yiqun feel that there was another interesting person in the world.

He was looking forward to whether this interesting boy would behave differently from ordinary people when facing "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven".

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Gu Xu stared intently at the first page of the book.

There are countless dots and lines on the pages of the book, some are deep and some are shallow, some are thick and some are thin.

These dots and lines form complex and irregular runes, which look dizzying.

In all the books about runes that Gu Xu had read before, he had never seen similar runes.

"As expected, it is the most difficult high-grade spell for the Exorcist Division," Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart, "Even I can't understand its meaning at a glance."

He was not in a hurry to ask He Yiqun for advice.

Because he knows that the most valuable thing in high-grade spells is its true meaning - the answers he gets from other people's mouths belong to other people's understanding, and are indirect after all.

The most effective way is to realize it yourself.

Maybe, the process of interpreting spells may be a way of enlightenment.

So he closed his eyes silently.

A moment later, in his mind, the first page of "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven" turned into a complex and unpredictable picture composed of dots and lines.

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A quarter of an hour later.

The sun had completely sunk behind the distant mountains, and the sky was a dull orange and deep indigo.

The cold wind blows into the small courtyard, rolling up the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Gu Xu finally opened his eyes slowly.

He Yiqun noticed that the boy's eyes seemed to become brighter.

"Gu Xiaoyou, did you gain anything?" He asked curiously.

Gu Xu replied politely: "Mr. He, if my guess is correct, this "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven" is neither a spell nor a spell, but a map, a special formation map."

"Why do you make this judgment?" He Yiqun narrowed his eyes slightly.

What Gu Xu said is indeed the correct answer.

However, it only took Gu Xu a quarter of an hour to reach this conclusion, which surprised him.

Gu Xu smiled and explained: "Because I have seen most of the talismans in this world, and I have also understood most of the spells-but the writing method of "Fen Tian Qi Shi" is completely different from them.

"However, the "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven" is not an ordinary formation.

"The lines on it are not how the formation is drawn, but the change path of the formation."

He Yiqun remained silent.

He thought that many years ago, he locked himself in the room and pondered for a whole seven days before he figured out this crucial point.

He Yiqun was accepted as an apprentice by Chiyangzi back then, and his talent must have been extraordinary.

But the erudition and savvy of the young man in front of him made him feel ashamed.

"What do you think the first page of "Seven Forms of Burning Heaven" is like?" He Yiqun asked slowly after a while.

"Flying around with the fire, gathering together but no smoke. A light rain will not extinguish, but a light wind will ignite," Gu Xu replied, "When I try to imagine the dots on the picture as fireflies at night, and the lines on the picture Imagining their flight trajectories, such a picture soon appeared in my mind.

"I think this should be the truth that senior Chiyangzi wanted to tell us—the raging flames that burn the sky begin with the tiny fireflies."

He Yiqun took a deep breath and said, "Your understanding is indeed correct. The first page of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" is essentially a diagram of the sword array, named 'Yingyan'. Teacher Chiyangzi used it back then. At that time, the thousand-handed flying sword wrapped in flames and flew into the distance, looking from a distance like countless fireflies on a summer night.

"It's just, Gu Xiaoyou, if I'm not mistaken, you don't seem to be a swordsman..."

Gu Xu chuckled, and replied: "Mr. He, weapons are the tools we have at hand, but they are not the shackles that bind us.

"In my opinion, the wind in spring, the rain in summer, the fallen leaves in autumn, the snowflakes in winter, everything in this world... can become a so-called sword."

After finishing speaking, he took out the "Jinghong Pen" and waved it lightly.

The withered and yellow ginkgo leaves on the ground glowed brightly and flew into the air.

The quasi-stars fall into the sky, and the trees are like flowers.

The screen is suspicious and the fire shines, and the curtain is like a night pearl.

He Yiqun looked at the dreamlike scene in front of him, and murmured: "Weapons are not the shackles that bind us...everything can be a sword...he really understood the teacher's way..."

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Notes:

(1) "Flying around with the fire, forming a gathering but no smoke. The light rain will not extinguish, but the light wind will burn." - Tang Yanqian "Ying Ying"

(2) "The sky is like a star falling, and the tree is like a flower. The screen is full of divine fire, and the curtain is like a pearl at night." - Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xiao Gang "Ying Ying"

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