After getting married, Gu Shao lived a good life and treated Yan Runing with respect. However, when it came to his treatment of his elders, he showed potential to be the Hammer King of the Northwest.
Now Gu Shao is the head of the Gu family. Senior Cheng and Senior Zheng are taboos of the Gu family. He doesn't want to attract the dislike of the seniors because of some people in the family. After all, neither of the two seniors seems to be easy to get along with.
That day, Cheng Qian came to the city to buy fish food, bah, to buy bait, and met Gu Shao.
Gu Shao entertained them respectfully.
"Senior, my old Taishan came to see me again a while ago and wanted to ask Senior Zheng to accompany him to Jingbo Island."
"Shizuba Island?"
"The trading fleet on land enters the first fourth-level fairy island in the Boundless Sea."
"Oh? You want to hire a bodyguard?"
"That's probably what my old Tarzan meant."
"Go find Zheng Sanjin, why are you looking for me? I'm not going."
"Um, I'm a little more familiar with you, let's see..."
"Okay, I'll help you pass it on. Whether to go or not is up to the person. By the way, do you have any interesting books at home?"
"It's true that the ancient book is gone, but speaking of interesting things, there is one that is said to be a martial arts method passed down by the Gu family, but it's full of nonsense, except for some of the annotated stories that are quite interesting."
"If you really have nothing to read, you can take this to relieve your boredom."
"I don't think your Gu family's inherited martial arts are good enough for me."
Cheng Qian said this, but his eyes showed a bit of eagerness to try. Things like practice notes can often record a lot of interesting things.
Especially those skills that have a legacy from other forces.
The comments above are like a forum.
If someone says that a chain is built in this way, there will be people next to him or below who will explain it, saying don't believe him, he has not practiced anything.
Or they may be arguing with their predecessors over the course of their practice across generations.
Some people also use it as a diary. When they see some progress in their practice, they record it and feel very happy. But the next time they record it, they feel like they have made no progress at all and their practice is boring.
In short, it's just like browsing a forum, which is quite interesting.
"It's okay. This technique is definitely not something you would like. I just read some of the stories recorded by our ancestors for fun."
"In that case, then give it to me. Don't worry, I won't watch it for nothing. If it's really interesting, you will definitely get some benefits."
Gu Shao now has a rough idea of the habits of this senior, that is, he loves to feed fish, love to read books, and is a very bohemian person.
He is now the head of the family and should be shrewd enough to do what he likes and curry favor with him.
They privately speculated that this senior was at least a Nascent Soul True Lord, and they dared not imagine anything higher. Unlike his previous speculation that he was a demon cultivator, he was traveling around the human world and enjoying life.
After all, in their minds, those Jindan Zhenren are either practicing or running around for practice resources.
The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the demand for resources. Similarly, more energy will be put into obtaining resources for cultivation.
Where is the time to dig a cave on the cliff, facing the sea, reading various miscellaneous books, feeding fish, fishing, and enjoying delicious food?
But this senior is just like that. It's as if he has completely given up practicing and just wants to live a life of mediocrity.
Their Gu family, especially Gu Shao, is well aware of their current status and the source of the respect they receive from their fellow Taoists and even those families.
Outsiders seemed to be considering his "Jindan" identity. He knew his own business. What he had was just the Jindan experience given by his predecessors. If he wanted to become a real Jindan, the only way he could see now was to please others.
Therefore, the baits provided to Cheng Qian were carefully selected and meticulously made by the old fisherman on the island, and all the ingredients were the best he could find.
According to my predecessors, the fish really like to eat it.
The other was to rack his brains to collect various jade slips and books. Only after he took over as the head of the family a while ago did he have the opportunity to see the family's martial arts techniques.
When I saw the interesting records inside, I took it out without hesitation.
The senior likes to hunt for novelty and likes this kind of interesting things. He doesn't care whether it is inherited from the family or not. What's the point of passing it down in the foundation-building family?
Anything that comes out of the senior's slits is enough for the Gu family to use for a long time.
Cheng Qian returned to his cave with the bait and the Gu family's inherited skills.
He first prepared a nest of bait, swung the rod, and laid out the spiritual wine and fruits. He then half-lye on a recliner, feeling the sea breeze, and picked up the Gu family's inherited skills that were recorded on an unknown animal skin.
The sound of waves and the chirping of seabirds, Cheng Qian sat up straight as he watched.
At first, I took a look at the technique. There was no such thing as realm, but rather an overview of the entire system.
However, it is disorganized and quite confusing, and there are obvious errors in the records of some acupoints.
Cheng Qian shook his head. This might have been obtained accidentally by the ancestor of the Gu family, who didn’t understand it and regarded it as a treasure.
He no longer paid attention to the nonsense content of the martial arts, but focused on reading the small-print notes.
"Does the absorption of heaven and earth's vital energy need to exclude the influence of the boundless sea water?"
"It is most pleasant to be in the vast sea on a stormy day."
"I saw with my own eyes a huge ship sinking in the boundless sea, and countless monks were devoured by sea beasts."
"War, war, and more war, the family will migrate."
Cheng Qian was watching it for fun, but as he read on, he felt something was not right about the descriptions of some places.
Why should we consider the water of the Boundless Ocean when absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth?
What sane monk would find stormy weather pleasant?
The huge ship sank in the boundless sea, and there were sea monsters. The scene described must have happened in the inland sea.
The most terrifying thing is that there are sea monsters and giant ships on the sea, and there are not even any islands nearby. So where did the recorder see it?
What puzzled him the most, or what seemed to him to be completely inconsistent with what he had seen in the vast sea, was a war that was not recorded in any of the miscellaneous notes and travelogues.
Endless war.
The records he had read, at least in the books of the Gu family or the classics of the Xu family, did not have any corresponding ones.
If it was the situation in the inland sea, he had never seen it in the information about the Boundless Sea given by the Demonic Path. If there was such a long and endless war, these things would definitely be highlighted by the demon cultivators.
Very weird.
And some of the daily complaints gave him a weird feeling, as if it were a parallel world.
Some of the common sense is completely different from his current understanding, whether in the world of immortal cultivation or on Blue Planet.
He read on patiently, feeling a bit like he was reading a ghost story, his scalp tingling.
Until I saw a description of blood.
Cheng Qian didn't dare to say that he was very proficient in spiritual blood and blood, or that his understanding was very deep, but it was definitely far beyond that of most cultivators.
After all, all those years of practicing the blood path magic were not in vain, and he still thinks that turning his body into a sea of blood is a very cool technique.
Therefore, he was very sensitive to the description of blood in the annotations of the exercises.
Still the same, the description is a bit counterintuitive.
It sounds like nonsense.
"The blood of our people can open the door to our homeland, and only we can return to the embrace of our homeland."
"The only way for us to return to our homeland is to let the blood-colored spots return to the purity of the sky."
A light bulb went off in Cheng Qian's mind, as if he had grasped a certain entry point, and he began to ponder.
As expected, in the world of cultivating immortals, aren’t those with the surname Gu simple?
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