Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

Lin Mo took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions.

Wu Tiande must have thought that he was a greenhorn, inexperienced and ignorant of the principle of yin and yang working together.

As a result, I got a free mid-grade martial arts manual.

Originally, Lin Mo's [Ruyi Chunyang Gong] could only be regenerated from fragments.

Now that I have mastered the sword technique, the two can be combined to create a complete and renewed martial arts experience.

This is a huge profit.

Lin Mo didn't hesitate and immediately began to silently circulate his inner energy according to the methods in the book.

"breathe……"

Soon, frost gradually condensed on the left side of Lin Mo's body, and the icy energy began to invade the right side of his body.

At that moment, pure Yang energy surged out, and the skin on the right side of his body rapidly heated up, turning red and burning to the touch.

Yin and Yang energies, clearly separated by the Ren and Du meridians, condense within his body.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, drew his sword, and slashed his left palm. Blood gushed out, frost enveloped his palm, and a blood-red flying blade materialized.

"It's done!"

Lin Mo was overjoyed. In the future, when fighting with others, he could use his right hand to hold a sword and his left hand to throw a flying knife to launch a surprise attack, catching his opponent off guard.

  

"Back to Xuanyu Cave Heaven, Little Knife pulled a fast one, then stabbed Qiu Niang in the back?"

Having mastered the Frost Force, his confidence swelled once again.

"Stay calm, don't be reckless!" Lin Mo hurriedly shook his head, banishing the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He had only just mastered the Frost Force, and hadn't even mastered the basic martial arts technique of the [Sky-Splitting Snow-Shattering Blade], [One Blade Shatters Snow]. How could he possibly seek revenge against cultivators?

The cultivator's spiritual sense is so profound that the flying knife was probably locked onto before it even entered more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) of him.

"I still need to cultivate diligently. I will never be able to cultivate immortal realms until the [Sky-Slaying Snow-Shattering Blade] is fully perfected and reborn."

Lin Mo closed his eyes and continued to circulate his profound energy, tempering and strengthening his icy power.

……

The following day, the wedding procession packed up and set off.

Lin Mo continued to escort the betrothal gifts at the back of the procession.

Sun Qian leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "What did General Wu award you?"

Lin Mo replied, "As you predicted, the fifth level of the [Withered Soul Desire Blade]."

"Don't practice this under any circumstances, it can kill people," Sun Qian warned solemnly.

Lin Mo shook his head helplessly: "I have to practice. The general will personally test my swordsmanship in three days."

"Sigh!" Sun Qian sighed softly and patted Lin Mo's shoulder: "It's my fault, Brother Lin. I'll treat you to some wine and women another day. How can you live a life without indulging in some fun? If things continue like this, you'll be too ashamed to face your ancestors."

Lin Mo politely declined, saying, "No need, I still need to practice martial arts."

"What's the point of practicing? No matter how well you practice, you're just doing the work for someone else."

Sun Qian cursed and said, "Although we are soldiers, the swords and spears in our hands are not protecting the territory or the common people behind us, but protecting the wealth and glory of the Prince Li's mansion."

"Although our jobs are paid by the government and the king provides us with our salaries, it doesn't mean we have to risk our lives. We are all born of parents, so are we destined to be born inferior to them?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo stared blankly at Sun Qian, quite surprised that he had such insightful views, and couldn't help but admire him.

"Master Qian, I think you've chosen the wrong profession. You should study, pass the imperial examinations, become an official, and benefit the world."

Sun Qian glared at him, then laughed in exasperation: "You little brat, you're indirectly calling me a busybody, aren't you? If I were good at studying, I'd be in the very top carriage right now, enjoying the company of beautiful women, living the life of a god."

Lin Mo's gaze followed the long procession to the luxurious two-horse carriage leading the way.

That was the carriage of the head steward, Xu Shu.

There was a time when I was also in such a carriage, enjoying myself to the fullest.

Unfortunately, before he could even warm up, he was poisoned to death.

He thought of being poisoned to death in his past life.

Lin Mo inquired, "Master Qian, with your extensive experience, are you aware of a highly poisonous incense called 'Drunken Immortal's Intoxication'?"

"Drunken Immortal Journey!"

Sun Qian's expression changed, and he lowered his voice to ask, "How do you know about this?"

Lin Mo mumbled, "A friend of mine died from this poison. I don't know what kind of poison it is or where it came from."

Sun Qian said in a low voice, "Drunken Immortal's Roar is not an ordinary poison. It is a unique and deadly poison of the rebel Maitreya Sect. This poison is extremely good at disguising itself. If you only inhale a little, you will not be poisoned. However, if you inhale too much, you will die in your sleep without realizing it, just like when you are drunk."

Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine. No wonder he was still poisoned even though he had taken the best precautions when he traveled in his previous life.

"Master Qian, is there a solution to the Drunken Immortal's Wandering?" Lin Mo asked.

Sun Qian instructed, "The solution is easy. Once you realize you've been poisoned, immediately use your internal energy to expel the poison."

"It's ironic, but the martial artists who managed to escape from Zui Xianyou's clutches actually benefited from the misfortune, as their internal strength increased dramatically as a result."

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

It sounds like this Drunken Immortal's Journey isn't a poison, but rather a powerful tonic.

Martial artists need to nourish their bodies to practice martial arts, but everything in excess is as bad as deficiency. If one is too weak to tolerate nourishment, good medicine will become poison.

Sun Qian asked curiously, "How did your friend manage to provoke the Maitreya Cult rebels and make them willing to give up such a deadly poison?"

Lin Mo was unwilling to say more: "The man is dead, so let's leave him with a good reputation after his death."

Seeing that he wouldn't say anything, Sun Qian didn't press him further.

After marching thirty li, they set up camp as usual.

Lin Mo never relaxed for a moment; whenever he wasn't on duty, he would go to practice martial arts and train diligently.

Three days passed quickly.

Lin Mo went to Wu Tiande's tent to be tested.

"Greetings, General." Upon entering the tent, Lin Mo clasped his hands in a salute.

"Condense your flying blades and attack me." Standing at his desk, Wu Tiande looked at the book in his hand and gave the order without looking up.

Lin Mo channeled his energy into his fingertips, slashing his left palm until blood gushed out. He immediately activated his Frost Energy.

The energy and essence of blood were fused together to condense into a blood-red ice blade.

【A single stroke shatters the snow】.

A chilling crimson light shot out, accompanied by a piercing shriek, moving so fast that it left only a blur, heading straight for Wu Tiande's face.

Wu Tiande looked up, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but after a moment of astonishment, he put the scroll in his hand on the table and gently pinched it between his fingertips.

The crimson throwing knife was caught on the spot, and with a bang, it was easily snapped in two and shattered into ice.

"Not bad, you've mastered the basic divine skill 'One Blade Shatters Snow' in just three days. Your innate talent for swordsmanship is truly exceptional."

Lin Mo clasped his hands in a fist and said, "General, you flatter me. My skills are still shallow."

Wu Tiande instructed Lin Mo, "I have a mission for you. To do a good job, you must first have the right tools. Go to the weaponry camp and collect the weapons [Heavenly Wolf Blade] and [Mysterious Jade Snow]. After that, go find Sun Qian and follow his orders."

Lin Mo hesitated, but dared not ask any more questions. He immediately took the transfer order and headed to the equipment camp.

At the entrance of the equipment camp, Lin Mo presented the transfer order.

The officer in charge of guarding the camp frowned slightly after reading the transfer order. He checked the seal on the order several times to make sure it was not forged, and then immediately ordered the soldiers to go into the camp to retrieve their weapons.

Two soldiers entered the tent. Soldier A muttered to himself:

"Strange, the general personally gave the order, and he even gave the [Heavenly Wolf Blade] and [Mysterious Jade Snow]."

Soldier B asked curiously, "It's just two weapons, what's so special about them?"

Soldier A: "What do you know, you greenhorn? This horizontal sword, the [Heavenly Wolf Blade], has sealed a remnant of a wolf demon's will. This remnant is filled with resentment, and those who wield the sword are often enslaved by it and turned into murderous maniacs."

"And the [Mysterious Jade Snow] is even more extraordinary. It's made from twelve throwing knives crafted from millennia-old cold jade unearthed from the snowy regions of the northern Rong and Di tribes. An ordinary person could freeze to death if they just touched one of these knives... Why are you shivering?"

Soldier B's fingertips were deathly pale, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He was so cold that he couldn't straighten his hands. Shivering all over, he looked at the box in front of him with lingering fear and stammered, "You're right, this thing can really freeze people to death."