Having studied for a hundred years, why do you call me the Martial Saint?

[In the world of martial arts, physical training is merely the beginning, and bone forging is only the entry point. Only by cultivating an internal energy that circulates throughout the limbs and bones can one truly be considered a master of the martial world.]

The young man was even more skilled in this area, his body bound with thick hemp ropes as easily as silk, and he could easily break free with a little effort. But as the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than a broken heart. The young man did not look at his former lover, but simply closed his eyes and said dejectedly, "Do it!"

[Whoosh! A flash of white light, accompanied by sobs and whimpers, and this strike severed the rope, severing not only the knotted rope but also the tangled web of grudges and resentments!]

[The End.]

At 3:45 PM, at the residence of the miscellaneous disciples of the Suishan Sword Sect.

"What a tragically fated couple..."

Gu Shuxian was moved to tears as he read the book, closed the last page, and let out a long sigh.

The word "love" is not so easily severed!

Even after traversing this world for twelve years, he still occasionally thinks of his family and friends from his previous life!

Especially since she lost both her parents at a young age in this life and was all alone, this feeling is particularly profound.

"This is such a fascinating novel; I'll probably never forget it for the rest of my life."

Gu Shuxian murmured to himself, his fingertips brushing against the book cover. Every time he finished reading a book, he felt like he was saying goodbye to an old friend.

"An impeccable masterpiece. If one had to point out a flaw, it would probably be the author's lack of knowledge about martial arts. The mighty Divine Halberd Hero, who is renowned throughout the world, is only at the Meridian Opening Realm. With that level of skill, he could at most be a steward in the Suishan Sword Sect."

In the book, the Divine Halberd Hero, relying on his mastered unique inner strength technique "Tiger Prison Skill," fought against the three heroes of the southern desert and defeated the six monsters of the northern river. With his strength at the Meridian Opening Realm, he roamed the martial world with great style!

According to Gu Shuxian, the first nine realms of martial arts are: flesh training, bone forging, internal breathing, meridian opening, external strength, internal strength, qi, true qi, and true essence.

This "Meridian Opening Realm" is roughly equivalent to the level of a martial arts school master in the nearby Dayuan City. To think that one can roam the martial arts world with such limited skills is truly wishful thinking.

"However, I'm just a little Karami who's wasting his time in the Body Refining Realm. Thinking about these things is a bit like having high aspirations but low abilities."

Gu Shuxian chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Overall, its merits outweigh its flaws; it's unlikely that a more interesting novel will emerge before the fall of the Great Yan Dynasty...

Thinking of this, Gu Shuxian sighed.

I'm really unlucky. Not only did I become an orphan after transmigrating, but it also happened to be during a period when the dynasty was on the verge of collapse.

In this world, the Great Yan emperor is weak, the feudal lords are rising up, wars are raging everywhere, bandits are rampant, and human life is as worthless as grass.

As someone with no relatives, no background, and no power, if I were to encounter any trouble, I could probably only put on a show of toughness and say: "Let's do it!"

In order to survive in the chaos, and in order to take control of one's own destiny in a world where force is everything.

He chose to join the major sect, Suishan Sword Sect, and by sheer luck passed the examination, becoming a menial disciple.

However, he discovered that his martial arts talent was mediocre, and that it was nothing short of a pipe dream to try to make a name for himself through martial arts.

Despite the repeated setbacks life has dealt him, Gu Shuxian is not discouraged. He firmly believes that where there's a will, there's a way!

more importantly……

He looked at the book "The Legend of the Swordsman" in his hand.

The path to salvation lies within it.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Shuxian slowly closed his eyes.

Calm your mind and introspect.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, an ancient scroll, shimmering with a golden glow, hangs suspended.

It is named: Langhuan Shouqi!

【Langhuan Keeps the Contract】

[The Contract Guardian: Gu Shuxian]

[Time Stands Still: The keeper of the pavilion, within the Langhuan Pavilion, is untouched by time, and their lifespan remains undiminished.]

[Daily Rewards for Diligence: Those who serve diligently and faithfully in their duties, ensuring the integrity of contracts and documents, will be rewarded for their contributions.]

Diligence will be rewarded by Heaven, and those who guard the pavilion will never be alone on their path!

……

This ancient golden scroll had been with him since he first entered this world, remaining completely still until it awakened three days ago.

Upon waking up, the scroll announced that Room A9 of the servants' quarters would be called Langhuan Pavilion, which is the large dormitory room where Gu Shuxian is currently staying.

He was appointed as the gatekeeper!

Langhuan Pavilion?

The gatekeeper?

Gu Shuxian was stunned for a while before realizing that the golden scroll that had been sleeping in his sea of ​​consciousness for twelve years had finally woken up.

Wow, that's impressive, bro! You can really sleep!

He was filled with mixed feelings, but he also knew that the most important thing was to figure out how to use this thing.

Based on the exploration and analysis over the past few days, the first principle of time stopping is easy to understand. As long as he is in Langhuan Pavilion, his body will not age with the passage of time, and his lifespan will not naturally decline.

In other words, in this dilapidated dormitory, he essentially possessed an immortal body!

This is absolutely incredible!

Immortality is something that many emperors and generals have sought but could not obtain, yet now it is within their grasp.

As long as I sit firmly in my pavilion, I can watch the sun and moon change, dynasties rise and fall, and see the years pass like a shuttle, traversing eternity without getting tainted!

Absolutely unbeatable!

However, upon closer reflection, Gu Shuxian realized that this idea of ​​immortality was actually quite humorous.

Even if he leaves this room, his lifespan will still pass.

If you stay indoors all the time, and some natural disaster or man-made calamity comes along, such as a landslide, mudslide, or a robber setting fire, you and the dilapidated house will be destroyed!

Even going back further afield, the servants in the outhouse had to work every day, and if they missed a few days, they would be kicked off the mountain.

The Golden Finger claims to be the guardian of this place, but this is actually the territory of the Suiyang Sword Sect. Can he just stay here and not leave?

Immortality is of little significance at present!

We need to look at the second point, which is the daily reward for diligence.

This means that as long as he diligently fulfills his duties as the keeper of the pavilion, he will receive a daily gift from the scroll.

As for the duties of the gatekeeper?

In the past few days, Gu Shuxian has figured out a way.

read!

The day before yesterday, after he finished reading "The Customs of Jiangnan", the scroll in his mind lit up slightly and spat out a warm and cozy thing that merged into his limbs and bones.

After experiencing it for a while, he found that his strength had increased slightly, roughly equivalent to the effort he had put into a day of arduous training.

Yesterday, after reading "The Law of the Great Yan Dynasty, Part Three", I got another ball.

Reading can improve one's character!

There's no need for arduous practice day and night, nor for wasting money on drugs.

If you cultivate during the day, plus the scroll rewards, it's like double the growth!

My cultivation speed has doubled!

Moreover, this growth is cumulative. It may seem insignificant for a day or two, but what if you persist for a year? Ten years? A hundred years?

"It's a bit slow, but it's safer. This world is so dangerous. I'll accumulate a few hundred years of internal energy before I go down the mountain to take a good look at this human realm!"

Pulling his wandering thoughts back, Gu Shuxian solemnly placed the book "The Legend of the Swordsman" beside his pillow.

The daily reward settlement time is at midnight, which is a good time to savor the love and hate in the book.

At that moment, a sharp voice suddenly shouted.

"Flipping through what? What are you flipping through? Flipping through your lousy book this late at night, don't you know how to get a good night's sleep?"

Gu Shuxian was startled and looked up. The person who spoke was Wang Biao, a handyman disciple in the same room.

Room number 9 is about two zhang square, with two rows of bunk beds inside, each accommodating six people.

Wang Biao, on another bunk, straightened up and glared at him impatiently.

Gu Shuxian first glanced subconsciously at the half-burnt candle beside him.

The candlelight flickered, dim and dim, illuminating an area of ​​about a foot in diameter.

Although it was dim, one could understand why the candlelight was annoying.

But the sound of turning pages?

What, were you my college roommate in my past life?

The sound of my roommate playing games on his blue switch keyboard can lull me to sleep, but the slight sound of turning pages while studying for my postgraduate entrance exam makes it hard for me to fall asleep.

Gu Shuxian frowned, about to reply.

As his attention gradually drifted away from the book, a series of thunderous snores entered his ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a burly man lying next to Wang Biao, sprawled out with his mouth wide open, the source of the snoring.

This man's name was Zhao Kui, and he was from the same hometown as Wang Biao. The two were inseparable.

Zhao Kui has been a disciple for eight years, and his bone-forging skills have reached a high level. His bones and muscles crackle and pop, and he is only one step away from cultivating internal energy and being promoted to an outer disciple.

Among all the servants in the house, Zhao Kui was undoubtedly the number one.

Gu Shuxian immediately understood.

Wang Biao wasn't woken up by the sound of turning pages.

He was clearly awakened by Zhao Kui's snoring!

But Zhao Kui's cultivation level was far superior to his, and he was about to become an outer disciple, so how could Wang Biao dare to provoke Zhao Kui?

She was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it, so she turned around and saw that there was still light coming from Gu Shuxian's side, and used him as a punching bag.

Gu Shuxian is twelve years old this year, the youngest in this room. Her body hasn't fully developed yet, and her fair skin makes her look easy to bully.

Wang Biao is looking for an easy target.

Ha ha.

This kid knows how to make his presence known.

Having figured this out, Gu Shuxian sighed inwardly.

However, with the Langhuan Pavilion, his future prospects were much brighter, and he was too lazy to act impulsively with a menial servant.

So he took a step back and said:

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, I didn't pay attention to the time and went to sleep."

After speaking, Gu Shuxian raised his hand to extinguish the candle and casually lay down on the bedding.

After a period of quiet, Wang Biao suddenly started cursing again.

"That's it? You disturbed my peaceful dream, and you didn't even offer a decent apology? Are you mute or something?"

Gu Shuxian paused, frowning in the darkness.

He had already backed down, but this guy was still pushing his luck. Did he think he was some kind of clay idol?

"Wang Biao," Gu Shuxian's voice turned cold, "What else do you want?"

"What else do you want?" Wang Biao scoffed. From the other side of the communal sleeping area came the sound of someone getting up. "You're pretty arrogant, kid. Looks like you've never suffered hardship. Come on, come out here, I'll teach you what manners are!"

"Alright, Xiao Wang, let's practice together."

Gu Shuxian remained calm, but he understood that this fight was inevitable.

Blindly giving in will only lead to more escalation of the situation.

As the old saying goes, peace is achieved through struggle, while peace is lost through compromise.

Besides, they're all at the Body Refining Realm, and those with any background wouldn't stay in this tiny servants' quarters.

Wang Biao's only source of confidence was that he dared not confront his angry fellow villagers.

Gu Shuxian wasn't really afraid of this fox who was just using someone else's power to intimidate him.

Just as Gu Shuxian rolled up his sleeves, ready to make a big splash.

A clear voice came from the bunk near the door.

"Alright, Wang Biao, what's all this commotion in the middle of the night?" the man said, turning over and sitting up. His tall, slender figure was vaguely visible in the darkness.

"Senior Brother Zhao has to get up early to practice tomorrow. You've woken up everyone in the courtyard. If he doesn't get enough rest and gets blamed, can you bear the responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Biao stopped in his tracks.

"snort……"

Whether he considered it unwise to fight two against one, or was genuinely afraid of waking Zhao Kui, he ultimately snorted twice and reluctantly climbed back into bed.

"Consider yourself lucky."

Wang Biao's low muttering could be heard from the darkness.

Gu Shuxian slowly loosened his clenched fist and whispered in the direction of the person, "Thank you, Senior Brother Meng."

That expression of gratitude was truly heartfelt.

If I were to fight with Wang Biao, it would cause a big commotion and attract the attention of the stewards.

It's highly likely that the steward won't care about the cause and effect, or who's right and who's wrong. At best, he'll just give each of them a good scolding, and at worst, he'll send them all down the mountain.

He couldn't stand this situation.

He and Meng Pingping were not close friends; they would only occasionally greet each other when they met, and were merely nodding acquaintances.

He remembered the favor the other party had shown in helping him out of the predicament.

Meng Ping waved his hand, said nothing more, lay down again, and soon his even breathing could be heard.

Gu Shuxian lay back down on the bedding.

After this incident, he lost interest in rereading the book and simply closed his eyes to wait for midnight.

Having learned from the experience of the previous two days, he already knew how to reward diligence every day. At midnight, Langhuan Shouqi would expel a warm and comforting energy, which was equivalent to a day's hard work for him.

One day may not be much, but the value lies in the steady flow over time.

Accumulate one day at a time, and with more than 300 days in a year, ten years is ten years of cultivation.

He cultivates himself during the day, which is equivalent to accumulating twenty years' worth of experience in ten years.

Furthermore, lifespan is not consumed in Langhuan Pavilion, so even if one only spends half the time here, it is equivalent to doubling one's lifespan.

In other words, ten years of my time is equivalent to forty years of someone else's time!

Ten years later, if one can reach the Meridian Opening Realm, one will have the ability to make a living.

Just as Gu Shuxian was pondering, midnight quietly arrived.

[You have read "The Legend of the Archer Heroes," a masterpiece destined to be etched in history, today, further broadening the vision and knowledge of the guardian. Reward received—Mastery of the internal skill "Tiger Cage Skill"!]

Alright, alright, another day of arduous training, time to sleep...

wrong!

Gu Shuxian's eyes suddenly snapped open.

Hulao Pass!

The tiger is the king of the mountains, and all beasts flee from it; its power resides in its very bones.

A prison is a confinement, a lock that cannot be broken even after a thousand eons, its strength being in the form of metal.

Based on tiger bone and equipped with a golden cage, its sinews and bones are like a prison, making it invincible in a hundred battles!

Isn't this the unique internal skill of the Divine Halberd Hero in the novel "The Legend of the Halberd Shooter" that I just read?

But that's not a martial arts technique from a novel!

How could it appear in reality?

Gu Shuxian was extremely shocked, but before he could think about it, his body began to change subtly.

A powerful, domineering, and extremely sharp internal force circulated within his body, advancing with unstoppable momentum.

Flesh and blood tore and reformed, becoming solid and powerful; in an instant, the flesh was fully trained!

Then came a series of cracking sounds, and the bones roared like they were being forged. In the blink of an eye, the bone forging was complete!

Then the internal energy returns to the dantian, flowing like a warm current, and the internal energy is generated naturally.

The warm current gradually gathered, eventually converging into a torrent that violently broke through the meridians and acupoints. With a resounding boom, the twelve primary meridians were suddenly opened up within the body.

The Meridian Opening Realm is complete!