Heir to the martial arts world, starting with not crying at the Grim Reaper

At noon, Gu Jiu rode on the back of an ox, looking somewhat dazed.

Even now, he still feels that everything that just happened was like an absurd dream.

Although the three heroes of Yehu were a bit of a sycophant, they were all respectable figures in terms of reputation and demeanor, and their swordsmanship was said to be quite good.

Gu Jiu was envious of them yesterday, but they died this morning, so easily.

Is this the treacherous nature of the martial arts world?

When he left, the three corpses were already in a horrifying state.

Their people were clearly dead, but the pink "mouths" on their bodies seemed to come alive.

Gu Jiu has been here for so long, it's not like she hasn't seen a corpse before.

People in the martial arts world love to fight, have a variety of methods, and can die in all sorts of ways.

The unscrupulous manager of that trading company couldn't stand him being idle for even a moment. When there were no shipments, he would even make him go outside to carry corpses to earn some cleaning fees.

Even though the martial arts world is full of fighting and killing, the city's cleanliness must still be maintained.

Gu Jiu had never seen a corpse turn out like that before.

Someone died in the inn. He thought the innkeeper would come out to take charge, but the innkeeper was the first to run away. Judging from his posture, he must have practiced light-body skills.

Gu Jiu could only follow along, riding an ox and pulling the goods.

Now the oxcarts are empty.

Where's the goods?

He sold me out.

The goods were originally bought by the three heroes of Yehu to curry favor with that slutty female knight Xue Qingqing. Now that they have all been killed by Xue Qingqing, these things can only be left to him.

After all, they hadn't given him any reward money yet, and he was really short of money.

Gu Jiu did consider touching the corpses of the three heroes of Yehu Lake, after all, they looked very wealthy and powerful, but he refrained from doing so.

First, he didn't know if anyone would care about the fate of the three heroes of Yehu. If someone investigated, he might get into trouble for touching their things. Second, he simply didn't dare to.

The corpse was so pink, even though it was dead, it was still farting pink. It could scare a person to death.

The waiter just accidentally inhaled a mouthful of the powdery fart and collapsed there, seemingly lifeless, which shows it was poisonous!

Gu Jiu was even more confused about the background of Xue Qingqing, the instigator of all this.

This thing can be a female knight-errant one minute, a pheasant the next, and the pheasant can be a sister one minute, a sister the next, and a brother the next. And her silver silk belt, which is usually an inanimate object wrapped around her waist, can suddenly turn into a living snake.

This really exceeded his understanding of women in the martial arts world.

Gods, monsters, female ghosts?

"Damn it, this is such a mess!" Gu Jiu couldn't help but complain.

"Gu Jiu, I'll come back to find you. Next time, I'm going to make sure you sleep with me hard."

The thought of what the other person would say while holding her by the hand sent chills down Gu Jiu's spine.

Who would dare sleep with someone like you!

He's nothing but a lowly beast of burden, yet he's being targeted? Is it because he's handsome?

It could be said that in just one night, he went back and forth between life and death twice.

Gu Jiu knew very well that if the other party came again, even if he could resist the terrible temptation and not sleep with her, that "prostitute" would definitely have other ways to make him give in.

This was probably the most terrifying "chicken" he knew.

This terrifying "chicken" says it will come looking for me again, but when will it come?

Next year, the year after?

Or next month?

And then you turn into that pink corpse?

This is even more terrifying than killing him outright.

As fear gripped his pounding heart, a nameless fire also welled up within Gu Jiu.

He's already living such a miserable life, with so much cargo to move every day, why would he get involved in something like this?

The more pitiful a person is, the more they deserve to be bullied and toyed with like this, right?

"Fuck your mother, you won't let me go! I don't want to let you go either!"

For a moment, Gu Jiu felt like he was being driven crazy, and his handsome face became ferocious.

He still wants to practice martial arts!

Only those who practice martial arts!

All he can rely on right now is his unparalleled talent, extraordinary wisdom, and supreme genius!

Once he masters the Cloud-Dispelling Palm technique, he might just be a match for this "chicken".

At this moment, Gu Jiu relaxed and felt a surge of reckless courage.

He was afraid of death, but now that things were like this, what was there to be afraid of!

Gu Jiu said to practice, so they practiced.

Since he didn't need to deliver anything today, he simply let the ox pull the cart himself, and then he got on the oxcart and started practicing his stance training with the Xu Yun Jin (a martial arts technique).

For half an hour, Gu Jiu was full of passion.

An hour later, Gu Jiu's enthusiasm remained undiminished.

After two hours, Gu Jiu looked slightly tired.

After three hours, Gu Jiu began to doubt his unparalleled talent.

"There's no reason why I can't find any feeling at all," Gu Jiu complained.

"This is definitely not my problem."

Gu Jiu now would never admit that she lacks exceptional talent.

He always had a breath of life in his heart, and he nurtured something called hope.

This hope, though neither essential nor nonexistent, was the key that kept him going. Once he doubted himself, his will to live would crumble.

But not being able to take the first step is not a solution.

"If it's not my problem, then what is it?"

At that moment, a sudden thought struck Gu Jiu, and he wondered, "Could it be a version issue?"

He knew that even with the same protagonist and the same martial arts moves, the characters would be portrayed differently in different works.

For example, even though they are all Duan Yu and both wield the Six Meridian Divine Sword, their portrayals in movies, TV series, and comics are quite different.

Which version of the Cloud Palm technique he practiced?

He remembered that in both movies and TV series, Bu Jingyun's Cloud-Dispelling Palm was always practiced in the water, under a waterfall.

His recent attempts have consistently focused on efficiency.

There is a river ahead.

The river flows, and there's a small drop in elevation, forming a tiny waterfall.

Gu Jiu decided to try going down to the waterfall.

Splash...

This small drop, less than ten feet, is such that the water gathers and falls, making it hardly worthy of being called a waterfall.

But Gu Jiu's attempt was not easy.

He had been doing heavy labor for a long time, and he didn't get enough to eat or sleep, so his body was a bit weak.

The silt at the bottom of the stream was stickier than he had imagined, and it took him some effort to wade through it to reach the "waterfall".

As the river water cascaded down, Gu Jiu instantly felt the pressure of the current.

Fortunately, the river wasn't deep, and he was able to stand still.

After that, he took a deep breath and began to practice his stance training in the water.

"The breath sinks to the dantian, the strength in the hands is effortless, and the movements are as swift as grasping at clouds..."

"Breathing exercises, Yongquan (KI 1), Xiabai (GB 9), Shousanli (LI 13)..."

Gu Jiu began cultivating according to the instructions in the manual.

Practicing the "stake-setting" technique in water is inherently more difficult than on land, especially with the added pressure of a "waterfall" overhead.

Gu Jiu only lasted a few minutes before she started to sway.

But at that moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

That is, the water kept falling, bringing a sense of oppression, but at the same time, it kept washing over his body and coming into close contact with him.

During this intimate contact, as he practiced standing meditation and breathing exercises simultaneously, he suddenly felt the impact of the water become gentler.

Just as a wild horse is gradually tamed by him, just as a fiery woman gradually kneels before him and submits.

The water hasn't changed, so what has changed?

Is it yourself?

Did the rhythm and flow of the water during the stake-setting exercise gradually synchronize with the water flow?

Gu Jiu continued to focus his energy on the stake.

Suddenly, a strange force surged upwards from the soles of my feet, passed through my meridians, and reached my dantian.

This power is not strong, only a wisp, but it is real.

Is that a sensation of Qi?

The exclusive internal force of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm, the Void Cloud Force?

As this wisp of energy appeared, Gu Jiu noticed that the water flowing over his body had changed again. It became both gentle and passionate, like the hands of lovers, constantly intertwining and caressing him until they became one...

Gu Jiu opened his eyes and thrust out a palm strike.

With a whoosh, a stream of water was launched, higher and farther than expected, like snow.

Become!