However, what Hong Qigong didn't know was that Liu Zhiheng was not that strong a month ago. The reason why he was able to compete with him later was entirely because of his magical and shameless double cultivation technique.
"Guo Jing, although you are dull in talent, the old beggar can see that you have perseverance and perseverance." Hong Qigong walked up to Guo Jing and patted his shoulder, encouraging him.
After all, Guo Jing is considered to be half of Qi Gong's disciples. If his martial arts skills are too bad, it will still end up in his face, Hong Qi, so he needs to encourage him.
Hong Qigong glanced at the crowd, suddenly looked behind them, widened his eyes and said, "Look where there is a duck."
When Liu Zhiheng and the others turned around to look, they didn't find a single duck feather. When they looked back, Qi Gong had already disappeared.
"Qi Gong..." Liu Zhiheng looked at the empty person in front of him and shook his head helplessly. Although Qi Gong was powerful in the world, sometimes he was no different from a child.
After Qi Gong left, Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked downcast, but Mu Nianci was okay. In her heart, although Hong Qi Gong was kind to her in passing on his martial arts, she had no special feelings for Qi Gong, and they rarely communicated with each other. , not to mention that she has followed Yang Tiexin around the world since she was a child, and has seen so many separations and reunions that it no longer matters to her.
As for Cheng Yaojia, it doesn't matter. Her only regret now is that she will be on the road soon, and there will be fewer opportunities to perform conjugal rituals in the future.
After resting for a night, Liu Zhiheng and the others set off the next day. They said they were going to look for the Sword Tomb near Xiangyang. They had to go, but this time they did not plan to take the land route, but the water route.
The reason why he left like this was because Liu Zhiheng considered avenging Guo Jing for killing his father first.
The five of them traveled all the way and went south along the canal to Yixing, which was not far from Cheng's home. This made Cheng Yaojia want to go home. Finally, they discussed it and decided to visit Taihu Lake. , and went to Cheng's house as a guest.
Yixing is a famous pottery capital in the world, rich in all kinds of exquisite and expensive ceramics. Walking by Taihu Lake, they can see piles of purple sand pottery embryos hidden in the green mountains and green waters from a distance.
Since we were visiting Tai Lake, we naturally had to go into the water. A few people spent some money to rent a small boat and asked the boatman to row the boat to the middle of the water.
However, as soon as Guo Jing got on the boat, his expression changed. Mu Nianci was always considerate, so he asked: "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"
Guo Jing shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I grew up in the desert, and this is my first time taking a boat."
Huang Rong looked at the pale Guo Jing and said with some surprise: "Third brother, you don't know how to swim?"
Huang Rong, who grew up on Peach Blossom Island, is naturally very good at water skills. She remembers that there are very few people who can't play with water, so she said this.
Guo Jing shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed himself. Of course, this was also because Huang Rong, a girl who made his heart beat, was here.
Just at this moment, the boatman propped up the bamboo pole in his hand, and the boat swayed forward. Guo Jing bent down and grabbed the hull of the boat for his life, his body was stiff and he did not dare to move.
Well, no need to ask anymore, Guo Jing definitely doesn't know how to play with water. Liu Zhiheng came to Guo Jing, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Third brother, how about I teach you how to play with water?"
Guo Jing's eyes lit up and he nodded.
"Then let's go down." With that, Liu Zhiheng and Guo Jing jumped out of the boat. Cheng Yaojia on the boat was holding two long swords. No wonder my senior brother wanted to give me the sword just now. It turned out that he had already I want to go into the water.
It is summer at this time and the climate is mild, which is perfect for playing in the water.
When Guo Jing first entered the water, he was very scared and grabbed Liu Zhiheng's arm, fearing that he would run away.
After a while, Guo Jing stopped fussing, and Liu Zhiheng dragged him and said to him: "Actually, playing with water is very simple. Just take a deep breath and use both hands and feet to row forward. Wait until you are out of breath." After that, just run out and get some air." After that, I planned to demonstrate it to him.
What he didn't expect was that Guo Jing was unwilling to let go of his hand at all. Liu Zhiheng had no choice but to continue: "Third brother, don't be afraid. In the water, as long as you don't move around, you won't sink. Look at me." Liu Zhiheng said. Zhiheng spread his arms and legs and floated on the lake.
The few girls who stayed on the boat couldn't help laughing when they saw this.
"Sister Xi, look at big brother." Huang Rong smiled.
At this time, Liu Zhiheng's hands and feet were immersed in the water, leaving only his nose and mouth on the water. Guo Jing on the side saw that Liu Zhiheng did not sink at all, so he also started to imitate it.
In fact, playing with water is not difficult. What is difficult is overcoming the fear of water.
Guo Jing has always been very courageous, and he learned it decently after half an hour.
Seeing Liu Zhiheng and the others playing in the water, several girls on the boat couldn't help but want to go in and play. After a brief discussion, they decided to go into the water.
Naturally, she couldn't take off her clothes, so she kicked off her shoes. The next thing she saw was that Huang Rong rushed forward, raised her hands above her head, and fell into the water in a standard posture.
Huang Rongzhuyu was in front, and Mu Nianci and Cheng Yaojia were not to be outdone, and jumped into the lake one after another. For a while, the five of them played in the water, so happy.
That night, the five people gathered together happily, and Liu Zhiheng told them the story of Dugu Qiufei in his idle time.
"After Senior Dugu was ten years old in the West, he did not stagnate with objects. He could use plants, trees, bamboos, and rocks without a sword. After improving to this point, he understood the truth that no sword is better than a sword, and things and myself are forgotten. From then on, he was invincible in the world, and sighed that the world would never be the same again. There is no opponent, and I feel lonely and lonely.
So he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, living a secluded life where he was friends with the eagles and enjoyed practicing swordsmanship. "
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After Liu Zhiheng finished speaking, the other Westerners remained silent for a long time, obviously still immersed in the story.
"Senior Dugu, he is really amazing, especially his kind of martial arts that is clearly the best in the world, but because he has no opponent, he is willing to live in seclusion and practice swordsmanship. This kind of indifferent approach to fame and fortune is a role model for our generation." Guo Jing suddenly stood up, Zha bluffed.
Liu Zhiheng smiled and nodded without saying anything more. In fact, needless to say, everyone knows that Liu Zhiheng is not a person without ambition, otherwise he would not have met Guo Jing and Huang Rong specifically, but his ambition is hidden deep and invisible to ordinary people.
"Brother, is Senior Dugu really so powerful? Then why didn't he show up at the Huashan Sword Discussion more than ten years ago?" As Huang Laoxie's daughter, Huang Rong naturally has some feelings about the last Huashan Sword Discussion. I understand, so I asked.
But this didn't bother Liu Zhiheng, he just listened to him.
"At that time, Senior Dugu had passed away." This was Liu Zhiheng's inference, but it was very likely to be the truth.
With Dugu Qiubai's obsession with swords, if he were still alive, he would definitely compete with the top five in the world. However, there is no actual record, so it can be inferred that senior Dugu may have passed away long ago.
"That's such a pity." Mu Nianci was full of admiration for Dugu Qiubai and said with regret.
"Brother, the Sword Tomb you are talking about is probably the final resting place of Senior Dugu." Cheng Yaojia, who knew many of Liu Zhiheng's secrets, suddenly said.
Liu Zhiheng nodded Cheng Yaojia's pretty nose, and then said openly without hiding anything from everyone: "Yes, the sword tomb I am looking for is the burial place of Senior Dugu. It is rumored that there are peerless remains left by Senior Dugu somewhere. Swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Swords.”
Huang Rong, the youngest, has a lively nature. What she likes most is adventure and exploring mysteries, she said excitedly.
"So that's the case. No wonder Big Brother is going somewhere!"
Mu Nianci was also surprised by the news, but she studied swordsmanship and had no interest in swords.
As for Guo Jing, after receiving the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms", he felt deeply that his talent was dull, and he made up his mind to practice this skill to a deep level. He was also not interested in the trumped-up sword skills.
However, even though the two of them were not interested in it, they were still willing to go to the Sword Tomb with everyone.
That night, the five people chatted animatedly in the tavern.
The next day, Liu Zhiheng continued to take the Westerners to visit Taihu Lake. After all, no one had seen the many beautiful scenery here in person, and at most they had learned about it in books.
Just like that, a small boat, carrying a few people, floated on the wide lake.
"Send the ship to travel thousands of miles across the waves, and pay a little attention to Wushan. The waves follow the goddess in Yuntun Water Mansion, and the waves follow the east of Jiujiang. Visitors from the north are graceful, and their ambitions are biased. The years are about to end. Nianyi and Song are hiding in the nest, and the nest is left by an old friend, and the south is Ke Meng, what a sudden..." Huang Rong couldn't help but sing loudly at this situation.
Her clear voice spread far across Taihu Lake.
"Looking back at the demonic atmosphere, I ask where are the heroes in the world? The plot to serve the country is pitiful and useless, and the dust is dim and white. The iron chain crosses the river, the brocade sails surf, Sun Lang is good at it. But I am worried about knocking on the osmanthus, lamenting about Liang's father, and crying It flows like rain." Suddenly a rich male voice answered.
When Huang Rong heard this, she couldn't help but be a little surprised, because this person sang exactly the same melody as herself, obviously it was the same version, but her father taught her this, how could he do this?
