Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 196
On the banks of Luoshui.

Qi Yan looked at the drizzle and flying catkins on the high platform, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Jinghong Pen" is known as the most mysterious and famous tool in the wilderness.Many monks only know that it is very strong, but they don't know its exact use.

But Qi Yan read through the classics and history books, but he knew that every spell of "Jinghong Brush" is a concrete product of "Tao".

The number and power of spells it can cast largely depend on its master's perception of "Tao".

In Qi Yan's memory, Gu Xu became the new owner of "Jinghong Pen" at the end of October last year—that is to say, in less than three months, Gu Xu had already mastered two spells.

Moreover, these two spells have completely different attributes.

One is chilling and cold, and the other is misty and misty.

This made Qi Yan deeply shocked again.

Think about it, a monk who has practiced for about a year and only has a third-level cultivation can comprehend many meanings of "Tao"!

Such insight is simply unbelievable.

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The onlookers were engrossed in the battle situation in the arena, not daring to blink for a while.

In the short moment just now, they saw frost and snow on the ground, lightning and thunder, flying sand and rocks, hazy mist and rain... This rapidly changing scene made them dizzy, afraid that if they were not paying attention, they would miss the wonderful picture.

"When I grow up, I want to learn these spells too!" In the crowd, a child couldn't help imitating Gu Xu's gesture of waving the "Jinghong Pen" while yelling to his companions.

He has obviously put himself into Gu Xu's perspective, and even began to imagine that when he cast these gorgeous spells in the school, his friends all looked at him with envious eyes-this feeling is really refreshing.

"A Chou, don't forget that you have no talent for cultivation at all." The companion patted him on the shoulder and poured cold water on him, "You should memorize "Enlightenment of the Rhythm" honestly first!"

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Shi Xiaohan was also working hard on tiptoe, jumping vigorously from time to time, just trying to see more clearly.

Her eyes were firmly locked on Gu Xu's body, a little nervous and a little happy.

Seeing that Gao Lang, who had bullied her just now, was beaten so hard by Gu Xu that he could only retract into the "turtle shell", the corners of her mouth turned up, and dimples appeared on her cheeks.

"Gu Xu, you've done a great job! Keep going!" Deep in her heart, a villain was yelling crazily.

There was just one thing that she didn't quite understand.

In her impression, Gu Xu has always had a steady temperament, likes to hide his cards, and likes to keep a hand in everything he does.

But today, as soon as he took the stage, he directly used a big killer like the "Jinghong Pen".

This is obviously not in line with his past habits.

"Did he do this for me?" Shi Xiaohan couldn't help thinking about it.

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The competition in the ring is still going on.

"Xuanwu Secret Art" is a high-grade spell created by a guest instructor in Longmen Academy more than 100 years ago with the strength of a saint. It is famous for its strong defense.

Gao Lang doesn't know this spell.

He just recorded it in the "Book of the Great Thousand" when Dean Li performed this spell a few years ago.

Of course, although the "Book of the Great Thousand" is a precious and practical top-grade magic weapon, and it is Gao Lang's ultimate move that he has relied on for a long time, it still has some limitations.

First, each spell it records can only be used once - when the corresponding page is torn off, it cannot be used again unless the same spell is recorded again.

Second, for high-grade spells, it can only record its shape, not its spirit—in other words, it can only reproduce the basic characteristics of high-grade spells, but it cannot reproduce its true meaning.

Third, there is an upper limit to the number of spells it can record, and the higher the level of spells, the fewer the number of spells it can record.

Fourth, once its pages are torn off, it will take a long time to regenerate - that is to say, if Gao Lang uses up all the spells in the "Book of the Great Thousand" one day, then it will be destroyed in the next few days. The month is a useless piece of junk.

Therefore, when Gao Lang used the "Xuanwu Secret Technique", although his face was calm, his heart was bleeding.

At the same time, Gao Lang also thought carefully——

Gu Xu's "Wan Lai Kong Ji" and "Full City Wind" that Gu Xu just performed moved his heart very much.Gao Lang wanted to try to record them with the "Book of the Great Thousand".

Both of these two spells have the effect of restraining all spells, which will definitely be of great help to him in future battles.

However, after Gao Lang quickly and silently recited the formula for recording spells, the "Book of the Great Thousand" did not respond - not only did no new words appear on its pages, it even became a little darker.

So Gao Lang huddled within the scope of the turtle shell shield and sighed helplessly: It is really not that easy to reproduce this kind of spell that needs the help of a "famous weapon".

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At this time, Gu Xu was also complaining in his heart: As the disciple of the headmaster of Longmen Academy, the guy on the opposite side really has endless tricks - this "turtle shell" is so strong that it can even block the spell of "Jinghong Pen".

But he wasn't panicking.

An important reason for him to enter the ring today is to find opportunities for epiphany and breakthrough in actual combat.

This makes him look forward to meeting some challenging opponents.

When Gao Lang shrank in the "tortoise shell", Gu Xu gently raised his hand.

In an instant, thousands of water beads rose from the Luohe River, suspended in mid-air around the high platform.

They are flickering with faint fire, like bright gems, and like fireflies flying in the summer night.

Looking from the shore, the arena in the water seems to be located among the stars, dazzling and dreamlike.

At this moment, Shi Xiaohan opened his eyes wide, Shangguan Jin held his breath; Luo Chuan, who was hiding in the crowd, also had a faint smile on his mouth.

Qi Yan stared blankly at these bright water beads, and murmured to himself: "So this is the legendary 'Seven Burning Heaven' that is known for being difficult to understand..."

Today, he has seen Gu Xu's extensive knowledge, seen the famous tool "Jinghong Brush", and seen the "Seven Burning Styles" that few people can understand... More and more he feels that this trip is worthwhile.

Seeing such a scene, Gao Lang who was hiding in the turtle shell also felt a strong sense of crisis.

He flipped through the "Book of the Great Thousand", quickly tore off a page, and prepared to start a head-to-head duel with Gu Xu.

The spell he intends to use is called 'Big Sea'.

It can instantly summon a raging flood, extinguish the flames, and submerge the opponent-it is used against fire-type spells, and the effect is excellent.

However, as soon as the flood was summoned, it instantly turned into steam and disappeared without a trace.

In the next second, Gu Xu pointed forward.

Countless sparkling water beads instantly penetrated the tortoise shell shield of "Xuanwu Secret Technique" and flew straight towards Gao Lang's position.

"Why so fast..."

Gao Lang had already guessed that the opponent's move would be very strong.

But he never expected that the "Xuanwu secret technique" that he thought to be impregnable would be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

In this short period of time, he didn't even have time to tear off a page from the "Book of the Great Thousand", and he didn't even have time to raise his hand to surrender and shout "I admit defeat".

The fiery temperature soon enveloped Gao Lang.

He really felt the threat of death.

And the monks of the imperial guards hidden around were ready to rush to the ring and rescue Gao Lang who was about to be fatally attacked.

However, at this moment, Gu Xu stopped.

As if hearing an order, countless water droplets suddenly hovered neatly a few centimeters away from Gao Lang, shining with gorgeous and dangerous light.

"I...I lost." Gao Lang was stunned for two seconds before finally saying this.

He had a premonition that if Gu Xu didn't stop casting this amazingly powerful spell in time and let the water droplets rush towards him, he would be burned to ashes by the terrible heat in an instant.

"Accepted." Gu Xu smiled lightly, and retold what Gao Lang had said to Shi Xiaohan before.

With a thought in his mind, the water droplets hovering in the air disappeared instantly.

Gao Lang's face was gloomy.

This evening, his mood experienced a peak, and then quickly fell into a trough.

He thought he could be the most dazzling protagonist, but he didn't expect that he would become the foil of others after all.

He nodded slightly to Gu Xu, then turned around and walked down the high platform along the suspended stairs.

He didn't want to stay in this place where everyone was watching for a moment.

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There was dead silence on both sides of the Luoshui River.

All the onlookers froze in place.

Even the handymen in charge of beating gongs and drums were immersed in the exciting and exciting contest just now, and they haven't recovered for a long time.

After a while, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, followed by deafening cheers from the crowd.

Luo Chuan looked at Gu Xu on the high platform with admiring eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Shangguan Jin was still thinking about the water droplets flying all over the sky, and at the same time, he also thought of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" that he couldn't read no matter how he read it, so he couldn't help but sighed softly.

Although she is also a genius in the eyes of everyone in Luojing City, after meeting Gu Xu, she deeply felt that "there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond people", and felt that she had no capital to be proud of at all.

Shi Xiaohan was still in a daze.

"It's so fast..." she murmured.

The word "fast" in her mouth has multiple meanings.

On the one hand, she felt that the battle ended too quickly - a few minutes ago, Gao Lang, relying on his high level, tortured her so that she was powerless to fight back, and in the blink of an eye, he was mercilessly beaten by Gu Xu Get off the ring.

On the other hand, she felt that Gu Xu's strength was improving too fast - you must know that just a few months ago, Gu Xu still needed to hold her thigh tightly in the mission of killing ghosts; unexpectedly, now, his Not only did her real combat power surpass her, but she was also able to fight across borders with such ease and ease, which made her feel bad.

She originally wanted to be a powerful heroine, protecting Gu Xu, who was once frail and sick - she would kill anyone who dared to bully Gu Xu.

But before she knew it, she became the one being protected.

The most important thing is that this feeling of being protected by others seems to make her feel very comfortable and enjoyable.

"Hmph." She clenched her small fist and knocked angrily on the railing in front of her a few times.

"Shinvxia, Shinvxia, how can you be so depraved?" She said to herself silently in her heart, "I promised to become stronger and protect the people around me, how come you forgot?

"You have to hurry up and practice, you can't go on like this! Otherwise, I'm afraid he will be left far behind in a few months!"

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at the same time.

A man dressed as a servant suddenly walked into the lamphouse by the river, handed a piece of delicate colored paper to the leading singer, and said at the same time: "This is the work written by my master after witnessing Master Gu's competition in Qingzhou, please Take a look."

The singer took the colored paper, only to see that it was a short poem.

It is fresh and natural, concise and vivid, and it vividly shows Gu Xu's outstanding demeanor and his wonderful performance on stage.

Obviously not from the hands of ordinary people.

The singer raised her head and asked the servant, "Who is your master?"

The servant replied: "It's Master Xiuzhuanyu of the Imperial Academy."

The "Master Yu" the servant said, his full name is Yu Changqing, is a well-known talent in Luojing, and he was also the number one scholar in the most recent imperial examination.

Hearing this, the singer had a look of surprise on her face, and she couldn't help but sigh: "The gold content of this year's Lantern Festival anthology is really high! Even the No. [-] and No. [-] came to participate in the lyrics!"

The servant smiled and said, "Master Gu's performance in the arena from Qingzhou Mansion today left a deep impression on my master. In addition, although my master and Master Xu have a good relationship on weekdays, but in terms of poetry , but secretly competed for many years, no one wants to lose to the other party."

Diva nodded.

She realized that the competition between literati is no less exciting than the battle in the arena.

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Gu Xu waited quietly on the ring.

During this period, the melodious singing echoed over Luoshui again, and Gu Xu became the new protagonist in the lyrics.

Among them, the poem written by Hanlin Xiuzhuan Yu Changqing caused a lot of discussion.

While praising the brilliance of this word, they lamented that today's group arena was really exciting, and it actually attracted well-known talents like Xu Liangcai and Yu Changqing.

"In my opinion, if one were to rank today's Lantern Festival poems, Master Yu's should be number one."

"But I still like Mr. Xu's song better, the sentences are more beautiful..."

"..."

About a quarter of an hour later, Gu Xu finally waited for his second opponent of the day.

The person who came was a thin young monk in a light brown cassock.

The top of his bald head was shining brightly under the illumination of the Lantern Festival lights.

From the monk's self-introduction, Gu Xu knew that his Dharma name was "Jing Ru", he was a disciple of Master Jueming, the abbot of Lingshan Temple, and one of the representatives sent by Lingshan Temple to participate in the "Luoshui Conference".

He claimed that he was deeply impressed by the various mysterious methods that Gu Xu used just now, so he suddenly thought of asking Gu Xu for advice.

Lingshan Temple is one of the three sects of the Daqi Dynasty.

Master Jueming is a saint today.

Therefore, the debut of Jingru Monk undoubtedly caused another sensation among the onlookers.

"First it was Longmen Academy, and now it is Lingshan Temple. This year's Lantern Festival is really lively." Shangguan Jin couldn't help sighing silently.

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PS: Sorry, a bit of a Calvin, this chapter is late.

(End of this chapter)