Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 310 Peacock Spirit Clan
Gu Mo asked in confusion, "Possessed by a ghost? Why do you describe it like that?"

Qi Tianchu glanced at Gu Mo and chuckled, "You're just like me. You suddenly started displaying a lot of powerful martial arts skills."

Back then, after I defeated Wang Yunshen and seized Canglan Mountain, Wang Yunshen disbanded the Misty Sword Sect and took his family to Qingyang County. Less than a year later, Wang Yunshen died in depression. Although his son's martial arts were passable, he was only at a first-rate level. He couldn't even protect his family, let alone restore Wang Yunshen's glory.

Later, when Wang Dongli grew up, he once again brought fame to the Wang family. However, strangely enough, Wang Dongli did not rebuild the Misty Sword Sect but instead established a sect named Dongli Sect after himself.

However, at that time, Qingyang County had four sword sects that were closely connected and supported each other, which greatly restricted the development of the Dongli Sect. It had always been confined to a county town. However, during those years, Wang Dongli did not show a strong ambition and was known in the martial arts world for his gentle nature.

Until five years ago, when you were investigating the cat demon case in Qingyang County, you uncovered the despicable deeds of the Four Directions Sword Sect. After that, the Four Directions Sword Sect fell apart overnight, and the Dongli Sect began to emerge, seizing a large territory in Qingyang County.

However, even here, Wang Dongli showed no unusual characteristics, except that his martial arts were stronger than the martial arts world had predicted. This was quite normal, after all, the Dongli Sect had been living in seclusion for many years, and Wang Dongli rarely had the opportunity to make a move. It was reasonable that the martial arts world had misjudged his martial arts.

However, things started to go wrong last year.

Wang Dongli suddenly underwent a drastic personality change, abandoning his gentle nature and becoming a martial arts fanatic. He started challenging others everywhere, and his attitude was extremely tough. If someone refused to fight, he would block their doorway, annoying them to no end, until they finally came to blows.

Fortunately, although he forcibly challenges others everywhere, his methods are limited to blocking doors and saying provocative things. He doesn't use despicable means like kidnapping wives and daughters to threaten others, which is one of the reasons why I agreed to his challenge.

Besides his drastic personality change, Wang Dongli's biggest transformation was in his martial arts. Since last year, he has challenged over forty masters in Yunzhou, using no fewer than ten completely unrelated martial arts techniques, none of which were from the Wang family. However, he also found no trace of martial arts from other sects or families.

At this point, Qi Tianchu looked at Gu Mo and said, "Does this feel familiar?"

Gu Mo smiled and said, "She is indeed very similar to me."

Qi Tianshu said, "You are chasing down wanted criminals everywhere, while Wang Dongli is challenging experts everywhere. From challenging top-level experts at the beginning, to challenging grandmasters later, and now he is challenging me. Even now, he has already made an appointment with me for a battle on the ninth day of this month, and he is still making appointments with others today."

Look, he's either fighting someone or on his way to fight someone, while you're either killing wanted criminals or searching for them. And then there's all sorts of bizarre and mysterious martial arts techniques you're using. You two, haven't you just stumbled upon a stroke of luck?

Hearing Qi Tianchu say this, Gu Mo did have some doubts.

Could it be that I've actually met someone like me?
"How about it, are you getting into it?" Qi Tianchu asked with a smile.

Gu Mo nodded slightly and said, "I am a born knower who has awakened innate wisdom."

Qi Tianchu asked in surprise, "Are there really people who are born with knowledge?"

Gu Mo said, "Is there anything unbelievable about this? Emperor Xiao Zhaolin of Chu is known throughout the world to be born with double pupils. As a born sage, it's not surprising that someone else is born with double pupils as well, right?"

“Strange,” Qi Tianchu said, “How can it not be strange? Double pupils are a special constitution, which is peculiar but not incomprehensible. But to awaken innate wisdom is truly too miraculous. Is there really reincarnation? Is there really a past life and a present life?”

When Qi Tianchu asked the question, Gu Chudong and Shen Bai were also very curious.

The story of Gu Mo being born with innate knowledge had been circulating in the martial arts world for a long time. Later, after Gu Mo intentionally or unintentionally admitted to this, he became the third widely known born saint after Xiao Zhaolin and Ye Chen.

just,

Hearing it from Gu Mo himself was still incredibly shocking and disbelief.

Gu Chudong, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She had heard about Gu Mo's awakening of his innate wisdom long ago, but she was worried about it, so she pretended not to know and never asked. Now, hearing Qi Tianchu's question, she couldn't help but get nervous.

The only one present who didn't care was the woman in red, because her knowledge base contained information about those born with innate knowledge, so it wasn't anything unusual for her.

How do you explain that?

Gu Mo thought for a moment and said, "I have awakened my innate wisdom, so there must be past lives and present lives, and there must be reincarnation, but it is not the underworld or the Book of Life and Death in folk legends."

As he spoke, Gu Mo looked at Qi Tianshu and said, "You should still remember the matter of your master, Senior Yu Jinghong. Under normal circumstances, people retain consciousness and primordial spirit after death."

However, their existence will not last long. Unless one has special means such as the forbidden object Bai Yujing or reaches the Ascension Realm, under normal circumstances, after a person dies, their consciousness will soon perish, and their primordial spirit will return to the void and become the life matter of the world.

Then, by certain coincidences, those substances will recombine and form a new life that is born, thus completing the so-called cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, strictly speaking, after reincarnation, one has no connection with the previous life and is a completely different person, whether in terms of body, soul, spirit, or will.

However, the number of people reincarnated every day is countless, and the number over decades or centuries is impossible to count. With such a large population, accidents are inevitable. Perhaps the life essence did not return to nothingness completely, or perhaps the law of nature dictates that among trillions of reincarnations, one person will suddenly recall memories of their past life—this is the awakening of innate wisdom, also known as being born with knowledge.

Gu Chudong quickly asked, "Brother, what kind of feeling is it? Is it very emotionally profound?"

Gu Mo shook his head and said, "It can basically be ignored, because awakening innate wisdom is equivalent to having a dream, only a more complete and clearer one."

People may remember the emotions in their dreams, but no one lives in those emotions. It's just like watching someone else's life from an outsider's perspective, like watching a play or a revolving lantern.

Gu Chudong breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "That's good, that's good. As long as my brother is still my brother, that's all that matters!"

Qi Tianchu suddenly realized and said, "So, your martial arts skills are from your previous life? But they can't be found at all in the martial arts world?"

Gu Mo said calmly, "Do you think it's possible that my level of understanding is high enough that I figured it all out on my own?"

"That's true, haha!" Qi Tianchu chuckled. "Hey, so does that mean Wang Dongli is also very likely someone born with innate knowledge, just like you?"

“I don’t know about that,” Gu Mo said. “Theoretically speaking, it’s unlikely, but given Wang Dongli’s behavior, it’s quite possible.”

Regarding the situation of Wang Dongli that Qi Tianshu just mentioned, it is indeed very much in line with the situation of a born saint. This is because Gu Mo had just learned from the Holy Monk Huineng that the spirit of the Great Sun Demon Art was constantly searching for born saints. Given the characteristics of the Great Sun Demon Art, it is quite normal for Wang Dongli to undergo a transformation in a short period of time.

Qi Tianshu chuckled and said, "Your cultivation level is high, and you're a born sage. You should stay and observe what Wang Dongli is really like!" After saying that, Qi Tianshu looked at Gu Mo and said, "You're not in a hurry to leave this time, are you?"

"They shouldn't be busy," Gu Mo said.

"That's great," Qi Tianchu laughed, and suddenly pulled the fishing rod. A three-foot-long silver fish broke through the ice. He quickly shouted, "Shen Bai, take the fish and stew it. Also, bring me the old wine you stole from me. Today, the two of us will have a good drink with Master Gu!"

Shen Bai's face stiffened, and he said awkwardly, "Father-in-law, you already know?"

Qi Tianchu snorted coldly, annoyed, and said, "Don't I know what kind of person my own daughter is? Why would that girl clean my house for no reason? If you hadn't ordered her to steal my wine, would she have been in my room? She's always complained about how smelly my room is since she was little. Sigh, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl..." As he spoke, Qi Tianchu angrily hit Shen Bai with his fishing rod, cursing, "You're no better, you actually let your wife steal your father-in-law's wine..."

Shen Bai grabbed the silver fish and ran off in a flash.

Gu Mo watched from the side and burst into laughter!
……

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was the ninth day of the fifth lunar month.

Canglan Mountain was suddenly filled with a great commotion.

The summit of Tianqin Mountain, originally a scenic spot in the Canglan Mountains and a tranquil place, is now bustling with noise. This is because Grandmaster Wang Dongli, who has risen to prominence in the past year or so, is fighting against Qi Tianshu, the former number one in Yunzhou and now number two.

The snow-covered mountaintop was packed with martial arts masters, sect leaders, family heads, and chivalrous figures from Yunzhou and the surrounding areas.

The Six Doors also dispatched elite personnel, led by a commander, to maintain order and prevent chaos from arising due to overcrowding.

The air was filled with a mixture of anticipation, excitement, and tension.

The wind and snow seemed to have become more subdued, with only a few scattered snowflakes drifting down, adding a touch of solemnity to the upcoming duel between grandmasters.

As the host, Qi Tianshu naturally arrived at the summit of Tianqin Mountain early on, standing quietly in the wind and snow, letting the snowflakes cover his entire body without moving, like a snowman.

Gu Mo, Gu Chudong, Hongyi, and Shen Bai sat around a small stove in a pavilion halfway up a mountain in the distance. All of them were martial arts masters and were not afraid of the cold. The reason for preparing a small stove was simply because Gu Mo had recently become obsessed with Qi Tianshu's treasured century-old wine. Watching the battle while brewing wine in the snow was a very elegant and tasteful thing!

"Brother, Elder Qi won't lose, will he?" Gu Chudong asked. "I heard that Wang Dongli has challenged four Grandmasters in a row recently, and even the third Grandmaster of Yunzhou was defeated by him. His swordsmanship is probably terrifyingly strong now!"

Gu Mo slowly poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Elder Qi's sword is also terrifyingly powerful. In the world today, even Su Qianqiu and Elder Zhang cannot estimate Elder Qi's limit!"

Gu Chudong glanced at Qi Tianshu in the heavy snow, and was about to say something when a commotion suddenly broke out on Tianqin Mountain. Someone shouted, "Wang Dongli is here!"

The crowd then automatically dispersed to both sides.
Wang Dongli slowly walked out from the sea of ​​people, and then leisurely walked up the mountain.

Gu Mo also got up and walked to the pavilion to look over.

Wang Dongli looked to be in his forties, with a thin face and a slender figure. He was wearing a faded gray-blue cloth shirt, which was completely different from the image of a vengeful person burdened with deep-seated hatred that he had imagined.

Wang Dongli walked with a steady gait, his eyes were calm, even with a hint of gentleness, and he carried an unassuming, ancient-looking longsword slung across his back.

If it weren't for the profound and unassuming aura of a master he possessed, one might almost mistake him for an ordinary schoolteacher.

It was very calm, without even any build-up of energy, as if they were there to enjoy the scenery of Tianqin Mountain rather than to take on a challenge.

Wang Dongli walked slowly to the reserved space in the center of the frozen lake, his gaze calmly fixed on Qi Tianshu, who stood with his hands behind his back on the opposite mountain peak. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed, his voice clear and steady, echoing throughout the entire area:

"Wang Dongli of the Dongli Sect of Qingyang County greets Elder Qi. Thank you for granting permission to fight."

His opening remarks surprised everyone; there were no angry accusations, no fierce denunciations, and not even a trace of resentment.

In fact, before today, the grudges between Wang Dongli and the Canglan Sword Sect had already spread throughout the martial arts world. It was widely rumored that the descendants of the Wang family had endured for decades, and now a genius descendant had finally emerged to seek revenge.

Therefore, most people thought that today's battle was a story of a revenger drawing his sword against his enemy.

This is something that people in the martial arts world have always been happy to see.

But at this moment,

Wang Dongli's politeness, ironically, disappointed many of the spectators. Even Qi Tianchu was somewhat surprised. He slowly opened his eyes, the snowflakes covering his body instantly dissipating. He looked down at Wang Dongli and said, "Sect Leader Wang, the death of your grandfather back then was due to my youthful impetuosity. I have wronged your Wang family!"

"Elder Qi, you've misunderstood. Today's challenge is not about old grudges."

Wang Dongli's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears: "My ancestor, Wang Yunshen, was defeated by Elder Qi in a fair and square martial arts contest. He was simply outmatched and had to admit defeat. My ancestor was depressed in his later years because of an unresolved inner conflict, which was not the fault of Elder Qi. The entire Wang family has never regarded this defeat as an enemy."

These words caused an uproar. Many people had traveled long distances to witness a fierce clash fueled by blood feuds, but they never expected Wang Dongli to say such a thing.

"The Wang family has been able to live peacefully in Qingyang County all these years, thanks in no small part to the Canglan Sword Sect's suppression of the demonic path, which has brought stability to the martial world," Wang Dongli continued, his tone still calm. "I'm here to challenge you today for matters of the martial world. First, I want my Wang family to return to Canglan Mountain. Second, I want to earn a name for myself. In the martial world, all I seek is fame and fortune!"

These words were frank and forthright, displaying extraordinary magnanimity, and immediately won the favor and respect of many present. Even Qi Tianchu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and approval. He nodded slightly and said loudly, "Since Sect Leader Wang is so, then this old man will not say anything more. Please enlighten me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling atmosphere suddenly arose!

Without any further pleasantries, the two figures moved almost simultaneously.

With a flick of his wrist, Wang Dongli silently drew the ancient longsword. The sword light flashed, but instead of being as ethereal and uncertain as one might imagine, it carried a strange sense of heaviness. As the sword's momentum unfolded, it was like a gazelle hanging by its horns, its trajectory unpredictable and treacherous. As the sword tip trembled, it subtly stirred up the surrounding wind and snow, transforming it into countless fine vortexes of ice crystals that swept towards Qi Tianshu from all directions!
The swordsmanship was so strange, the power so unpredictable, and the angle so unusual that none of the people present could name it. They only felt a chilling aura and a hidden killing intent.

Faced with this bizarre and unpredictable attack, Qi Tianchu remained calm and composed.

He didn't draw his sword, but simply pointed his fingers as if they were swords, wielding them casually. Wherever his fingertips passed, incomparably sharp sword energy arose out of thin air, each strike precisely hitting the weakest point in Wang Dongli's sword technique, the point where a change was about to occur.

His movements appear slow, but are actually as fast as lightning. He moves with ease within a small space, yet always manages to evade the opponent's most lethal attacks at the last second.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The sounds of sword energy colliding with the sword blades were as dense as rain.

Each clash between sword energy and sword edge, or between sword energy and ice storm, unleashed visible rings of air currents.

The shockwave, carrying broken ice crystals and snow, swept across the area like a white shock wave, crashing heavily against the rocks at the edge of the frozen lake with loud bangs, shaking off large swaths of snow.

The solid ice surface, bearing the aftershocks of the two masters' power, groaned under the strain, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly in all directions from the two of them.

The wind and snow were stirred into a violent frenzy by their power, no longer falling naturally, but forming a huge, chaotic vortex under the pull of their surging true energy and sword intent. Sometimes it soared into the sky, sometimes it swirled wildly along the ice surface. The entire summit of Tianqin Mountain seemed to have transformed into a violent domain dominated by ice, snow and sword energy.

Qi Tianshu's sword intent was pure and vast, carrying the air of a master who could see through all things and control the whole situation. No matter how strange and unpredictable Wang Dongli's swordsmanship was, he always managed to resolve and suppress it in the simplest and most direct way.

Although Wang Dongli's swordplay was unusual, he was always shrouded in Qi Tianshu's seemingly casual but actually impenetrable sword net, unable to break through at all. Instead, he was forced to retreat step by step, defending more than attacking.

The onlookers were mesmerized. Every move in this battle between masters embodied a profound understanding of martial arts, from which they benefited greatly.

Gu Mo stood a short distance away, calmly watching the scene. Shen Bai and Gu Chudong stood nervously beside him. The woman in red frowned slightly, as if sensing something.

"Wang Dongli will lose after three more moves!"

Gu Mo downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and sat down in a chair.

Sure enough, just after three moves,

A glint flashed in Qi Tianshu's eyes, and his finger-pointing gesture suddenly changed, transforming into a palm, which he pressed down lightly.

A powerful and unstoppable sword intent instantly condensed, as if he had drawn upon the icy chill of the entire Canglan Mountain, transforming it into a giant ice sword refined to its extreme, carrying the intent to freeze all things, and crashing down towards Wang Dongli!
This sword strike was unavoidable!

Wang Dongli's expression changed slightly, and he parried with his sword.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar and a burst of energy, the hard ice on the lake's surface instantly shattered into a spiderweb of cracks. Wang Dongli was struck as if by a heavy hammer; he groaned, the force of the impact sending him flying backward. A jet of blood spurted from his mouth as he crashed heavily onto the ice several dozen feet away. His ancient sword flew from his hand, embedding itself nearby and humming softly. He struggled to his feet, but another mouthful of blood gushed out; his chest split open, bleeding profusely.

The outcome is decided!

The arena fell silent, then erupted in thunderous cheers.

However, just when everyone thought the dust had settled, Wang Dongli, lying on the ground, struggled to lift his head, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes, far from showing despair, burned with an almost frenzied, intense light. He gasped for breath, his voice hoarse yet exceptionally clear:

"Elder Qi... your martial arts are divine... I admire you! However... I still have a sword technique... please... take a look!"

Before he finished speaking, a completely different aura suddenly erupted from Wang Dongli.

Gu Mo, who was about to pour the wine, stood up again and looked closely. To his surprise, he saw a very strange scene: Wang Dongli's blood instantly froze and burned with ice flames, and the wound healed instantly.

He didn't pick up the sword from the ground, but instead raised his right hand with difficulty, pointed his fingers like a sword, and pointed it in the direction of Qi Tianshu!
This gesture seems ordinary.

But just as he pointed, Gu Mo whispered:
"The power of the primordial spirit?!"

Gu Mo clearly sensed that an extremely condensed spiritual power, containing the essence of shattered realms, was like an invisible, sharp cone, ignoring the distance in space, and directly piercing towards Qi Tianshu's brow and sea of ​​consciousness.

However, this sword strike was not purely the power of the primordial spirit.

Gu Mo could clearly sense that the blood in Wang Dongli's body had frozen at this moment, but he was still able to move. The frozen blood released sword intent, which actually enabled Wang Dongli's primordial spirit to perform the separation effect that only the Ascension Realm could achieve.

At that moment,

Wang Dongli's primordial spirit, which should have been firmly fixed in his sea of ​​consciousness, forcibly separated from his body, transforming into a sword of primordial spirit, and attacked Qi Tianshu.

this moment,
Most people in the arena only felt a chilling sensation run through their hearts, but they didn't understand why. Only a very few top experts, such as Shang Buyu, vaguely sensed an indescribable terror descending upon them.

Faced with this unpredictable and deadly attack aimed directly at the primordial spirit, Qi Tianshu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said in a deep voice, "A fine sword!"

Before the words had even faded, a terrifying sword intent, seemingly capable of tearing apart the heavens and destroying all things, surged forth from Qi Tianshu's body.

This sword intent was violent and resolute, filled with a destructive aura of mutual destruction and the return of all things to nothingness.

He was completely different from his usual calm demeanor when he was fishing!

He pointed his fingers into a sword shape and thrust them out to meet the invisible cone of primordial spirit!
There was no earth-shattering sound, only a sense of "annihilation" that froze one's soul!

Wherever Qi Tianchu pointed his finger, space seemed to distort slightly.

this moment,
Gu Mo and the woman in red witnessed a peculiar scene.

That sword of primordial spirit, wiping out Wang Dongli's last bit of power...

Theoretically speaking, it is the power of the Ascension Realm. Energy that is not in the Ascension Realm cannot be touched and can disregard the martial arts of the human world.

However, the moment it touched the destructive sword intent at Qi Tianshu's fingertips, it melted and dissipated silently, like ice and snow under the blazing sun, without even causing a ripple, and was completely erased.

this moment,
Gu Mo finally understood why both Zhang Daoyi and Su Qianqiu had such high opinions of Qi Tianshu. They both believed that although Qi Tianshu couldn't even get into the top five of the Qian Kingdom's Heavenly Ranking, he had the ability to take anyone in the world down with him.

It turns out that when Qi Tianshu was fighting for his life, his sword intent was so powerful that it could raise his energy level, allowing him to fight against the power of the primordial spirit with the true intent of martial arts.

As everyone knows, only Qi cultivators can ascend to the Ascension Realm.

Because only those who cultivate Qi can separate their primordial spirit from their physical body after reaching a certain level.

but,
It seems that Qi Tianshu has now discovered a new direction for ascension.

……

"puff!"

At this moment, Wang Dongli felt as if struck by lightning. His already severely injured body trembled violently, and thin lines of blood seeped from his seven orifices. His eyes were filled with disbelief, horror, and bewilderment as he stared intently at the slowly dissipating, chilling aura of destruction emanating from Qi Tianchu's fingertips. He murmured, "This... what kind of sword is this..."

Qi Tianchu slowly withdrew his fingers, and the sword intent receded like the tide. He looked tired and said, "This sword is called 'Living Towards Death.' You are the fourth person in this world to catch my sword."

Wang Dongli asked, "Who are the other three?"

Qi Tianchu said, "Jiang Ruoxu, Su Qianqiu, Zhang Daoyi!"

Wang Dongli was slightly taken aback, then spat out a mouthful of blood, cupped his hands towards Qi Tianchu and said, "Thank you for sparing my life, Elder Sect Leader. Farewell!"

immediately,

Wang Dongli picked up the sword from the ground and staggered down the mountain.

At this moment, the woman in red in the pavilion on the other side suddenly said, "My lord, Wang Dongli's sword strike just now... was a technique that used bloodline as a guide to forcibly activate the primordial spirit. This technique originated from Penglai Island and was created by a person from the Peacock Spirit Clan with the help of Bai Yujing!"

Gu Mo raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "The guardian spirit race of the Seven-Colored Peacock?"

Gu Mo had read about the Peacock Spirit Clan in Longhu Mountain. The four divine beasts of the world—Azure Dragon, Fire Qilin, Black Tortoise, and Seven-Colored Peacock—each have their corresponding guardian spirit clans.

“It’s that Peacock Spirit Clan!” the woman in red said.

Gu Mo exclaimed in surprise, "So, this Wang Dongli might be a member of the Peacock Spirit Clan?"

The woman in red nodded slightly and said, "Also, my lord, do you remember the divination I performed for you before? If you want to find Tie Tou, you need to go east. Wang Dongli, his name also contains the character 'Dong'!"

(End of this chapter)