Chapter 5 Beiquan Mountain Relics Outside the Daqian imperial capital, there is a royal villa. A man and a woman were sitting in the Listening to the Rain Pavilion by the lake. The woman was in her prime, with a pretty face, fresh and elegant. She was wearing a palace dress and a white gauze cloak. There was only a silver hairpin in her bun as decoration. She was not very pretty, but there was a unique charm between her eyebrows. She looked calm and operated the tea set gracefully and lightly. The young man opposite was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a handsome face. The rise and fall of his chest showed that he was suppressing the anger in his heart. "who is it?" "I am the only daughter of my father, and I have no interest in worldly affairs. I am destined to leave, and leaving behind a child will be the end of my worldly ties." The woman spoke calmly and calmly. She was Li Miaoxuan, the princess of the Daqian Dynasty. The man's eyes slid to the woman's slightly protruding belly, his eyes reddened: "Junior sister, don't you know how I feel? How could you...how could you..." Li Miaoxuan poured tea for the man and smiled calmly, "Brother Qin, please have some tea."
Bang! The cup flew out at an angle, hit the railing and shattered into pieces. Li Miaoxuan's indifference broke his heart. "It seems that you didn't even give me an explanation. When I came to see you, you were reluctant to take off your Huantian Hairpin, but you were able to be with that person... Could it be that you just don't care about me, Qin Baijun? Well, call him over. I want to see what kind of person can make the contemporary pride of Lingxu Sect so infatuated with him?" Li Miaoxuan's smile finally faded, and she slowly said, "Brother Qin, since we have come to this point, I will speak frankly. I will remember your care for Miaoxuan in the sect, but I, Li Miaoxuan, am devoted to cultivation, so please do not mention the love between husband and wife anymore." You're already pregnant, and you still don't mention the love between children? Qin Baijun was furious. He stood up, clenched his fists, and finally pulled out the long sword on the table with a clang. With a roar, he slashed to the side with the sword. The sword energy fell on the lake, splitting the water into two halves to form a deep ditch, and splashes of water exploded all over the sky. Then he took a deep breath, glanced at Li Miaoxuan, jumped onto the lake surface, passed through the falling water curtain, tapped the lake surface a few times, and disappeared in an instant. Li Miaoxuan sat where she was, picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip, sighed softly, and frowned slightly. "I came back from the sect this time to end my worldly ties, but I didn't expect that I would have some enlightenment, and my cultivation broke through. My secrets transformed, which blinded my Dao heart. I also lost my vigilance in the capital. My true energy and divine thoughts were condensed in an unformed Dao fetus, and I was actually poisoned by a drug. Fortunately..." "However, a secret pregnancy is a scandal for the Daqian royal family after all, and I don't know how long it can be kept secret." …… At night, the sky was dark and dark clouds covered the moon. Gu Yuanqing lay in the chair and looked up at the sky. His consciousness was in a state of observing the mountains, and he could sense the rhythm brought by the breeze blowing through the hills. This feeling is addictive. Every time Gu Yuanqing views the mountain, he has a new understanding of Beiquan Mountain. The area covered by the mountain becomes larger and larger, and he can vaguely touch the area guarded by the soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Boom! After a loud thunder, heavy rain poured down from far to near. Bean-sized raindrops fell on Beiquan Mountain, splashing water and then falling back to the ground, soaking the entire earth. Gu Yuanqing seemed to be able to sense every change. This feeling was even stronger when heavy rain fell on the courtyard and the rain fell on him.
It seemed as if the entire Beiquan Mountain had become his body, and he was like a newborn baby gradually becoming familiar with his entire body. This feeling became more and more real, and gradually, it broke through a certain boundary and broke free from the shackles. Gu Yuanqing's consciousness seemed to have truly merged into one with Beiquan Mountain. In the past, when he looked at the mountain, it was like watching a silent movie, but now he was in it. Under this feeling, his consciousness continued to extend, from the initial surface to deep underground. At the same time, the virtual image of Beiquan Mountain in my mind began to change, from a two-dimensional picture to a three-dimensional real image. After a long time, he opened his eyes and turned to look to the west. In the heavy rain, the skinny old servant quietly left the room, came to the edge of the cliff, nimbly landed under the tree, and disappeared into the cave. Gu Yuanqing closed his eyes, and the cave that was once out of reach appeared in his mind. There were five caves on the cliff of Beiquan Mountain, each more than a hundred feet deep. The old man held an axe in his hand, and every time he swung it, he cut off a large piece of stone. He then pressed the cut rocks into the nearby stone wall with his bare hands. "If he is not at the True Martial Realm, he would not have such great power. If I were to fight him now, I would definitely not be his opponent!" As soon as Gu Yuanqing had this thought, the old man suddenly froze and turned his head to look around. At that moment, danger seemed to appear suddenly, and then disappeared immediately. The old man hesitated for a moment, thinking that he was too alert, and started digging the hole again. "What is he looking at?" Gu Yuanqing was a little puzzled. He scanned the surroundings with his mind but didn't see anything. After watching for a while, Gu Yuanqing chuckled and murmured, "Then I'll see what's hidden inside this mountain." As he spoke, his consciousness spread into the mountain in the direction of the hole the old man was digging. This was his enhanced ability as a mountain watcher. It is another new and strange feeling. The first time I tried it, it was like being in deep water. Infinite pressure came from all around, making it difficult to breathe, but I gradually got used to it. The speed of consciousness in the rock layer was much slower than that outside, and the range of perception was also compressed. Even so, it only took a moment to search the area of a hundred feet in radius. His consciousness spread deeper and deeper, and suddenly he felt the pressure on his body lighten. A spacious underground stone chamber appeared in Gu Yuanqing's mind. Gu Yuanqing was in high spirits: "Is this the place where the Beiquan Sword Sect's treasures are?" His consciousness quickly enveloped the entire stone chamber, and the first thing he noticed was a row of bookshelves filled with various books. Body techniques, palm techniques, boxing techniques, sword techniques, and various other methods of cultivation are classified into different categories. This sudden joy made Gu Yuanqing's mind fluctuate, and he immediately left the state of watching the mountain. His breathing became rapid and his heart beat faster, these were what Gu Yuanqing had been longing for. Gu Yuanqing took a few deep breaths, unable to suppress the joy in his eyes. After a long time, he calmed down a little, entered Guanshan again, and came to the underground stone chamber. This stone chamber is hundreds of feet deep underground. Walking along the top, there is a cave leading to the ground, but it is buried by rocks about a hundred feet above the ground. The stone chamber was very spacious, about ten feet long and wide. On the innermost side hung a portrait of an old man with an immortal look and a long sword on his back. Below the portrait was an altar with a three-inch long dagger placed on it. "This must be the secret sword!" Gu Yuanqing's consciousness remained on the dagger, but he did not sense anything peculiar about it. On the other side of the stone chamber, there were three long swords hanging on the stone wall. On the weapon rack below, there was a long spear made of fine iron and a rusty broadsword.
Further away was a stone bed and some daily necessities, all covered with dust. After taking in the scene inside the stone chamber, Gu Yuanqing's consciousness came to the bookshelf again. As he "looked" at these secret books, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. What he lacks most now is the method of cultivation. With these, the prototype of his cultivation method can be perfected quickly! (End of this chapter)