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Chapter 8 Farewell

Mu Qiuhuang witnessed the death of a person who was not weaker than the top ten masters. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a tremor under his feet.

I saw dust flying in the distance, and a group of iron cavalry roared towards me like dark clouds rolling over the moon.

Mu Qiuhuang raised his eyes and saw that the cavalry stretched into a black line, and he could vaguely see the bright red word "Qi" on the big flag erected in the cavalry.

The five hundred cavalrymen arrived in an instant. When they were still a hundred meters away from Mu Qiuhuang, the five hundred cavalrymen instantly reined in their horses and stopped. Their movements were uniform. Looking at the world, only the Beiyu cavalrymen had this skill in controlling horses.

After the leader saw the blood stains left on the ground and the body of the golden cavalry, he quickly turned over and dismounted, trotted all the way to Mu Qiuhuang, glanced at Gu Chenyuan next to him with his peripheral vision, and then saw Mu Qiuhuang's intact body.

Where he was standing, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to Mu Qiuhuang and said respectfully: "General Qi Sanbao pays homage to the young master. General Qi Sanbao is late to protect the master. Please forgive the young master."

Yes, the person who came was none other than Qi Sanbao, the evil dog in the "One Phoenix, Two Tigers and Three Eagle Dogs", the sixth adopted son of Mu Qingen, Marquis of Beiyu.

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Qi Sanbao carefully, and saw that Qi Sanbao was kneeling straight. His armor and riding boots were covered with a thick layer of dust. Even his fat round face seemed to have become thinner, obviously.

Traveling all the way was very anxious.

"Get up!" Mu Qiuhuang said.

"Thank you, young master." Qi Sanbao responded and stood up.

At this moment, another group of iron cavalry came galloping forward with momentum like a rainbow. Their momentum was even better than that of the men and horses led by Qi Sanbao. It was the leader in black armor who led the Blood Phoenix Banner back here.

The black-armored leader and the other black-armored man got off their horses, quickly ran to Mu Qiuhuang and bowed.

"My subordinate Youfeng is back alive."

"My subordinate, Guiyu, meets the young master."

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's take a rest!" Mu Qiuhuang ordered everyone and then walked towards Gu Chenyuan.

"Sir, are you ready to leave?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Mu Qiuhuang and said, "Your father and I agreed on a ten-year agreement, and the agreement just expires today."

"Sir, are you going to Miao territory?"

"Exactly."

"It's a high mountain and a long road. Sir, do you have any instructions?"

Gu Chenyuan took out a thin booklet that he had already prepared and handed it to Mu Qiuhuang.

The thin book has only eight pages, and each page has a sword move drawn on it and annotations written on it. It is Gu Chenyuan's famous stunt "Eight Desolate Sword Classics".

"Sir, that's not what I meant." Mu Qiuhuang explained casually.

"I know." Gu Chenyuan smiled and continued: "You have already learned the sword of the Nine Emperors, so naturally you are not suitable to learn my sword."

After listening to Gu Chenyuan

Although Mu Qiuhuang was a little disappointed by his words, he did not show it.

Gu Chenyuan continued: "The Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword do not emphasize gravity and are too fierce and domineering. When fighting the enemy, they often kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses. If the amount of true energy is far greater than that of the opponent, this attack will be unfavorable.

It doesn’t matter! If the amount of true energy is the same as the opponent’s, that’s fine! But if you encounter a strong enemy and the other party’s true energy is far greater than yours, how should you deal with it?”

Hearing Gu Chenyuan comment on the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles of the Nine Emperors of Swordsman, Mu Qiuhuang listened attentively. Hearing this, he couldn't help but say: "My master once said that one force can defeat ten swords. If the sword is strong enough,

Be fierce and tough, and move forward when facing the enemy. If you don't leave any retreat, you will have your own chance of survival."

After hearing this, Gu Chenyuan smiled slightly, waved his hand to interrupt Mu Qiuhuang's words, and continued to ask: "Throw it to death and live again. What Dao Jiuhuang wants to express is that the intention of the knife is like splitting a bamboo with a sharp knife and what remains after splitting it."

The bamboo will break easily, but what if instead of splitting the bamboo, it breaks the mountain?"

Gu Chenyuan slowed down and continued: "The Nine Emperors of Dao are alone and have nothing to miss. They believe in killing people and birds flying to the sky. Naturally, they don't care about such life-threatening fighting methods. Others are often attracted by his aura and dare not

Fighting for one's life, but what if two Nine Emperors of Swordsmen are fighting at the same time? ... Well, let's put these aside for now. Let me ask you, can you be carefree when facing the enemy, and take your life every time?

Fight?"

After hearing this, Mu Qiuhuang thought carefully and said, "I can't do it."

Gu Chenyuan sighed and continued: "There is only one Sword Nine Emperor in the world. This is the reason why Sword Nine Emperor can firmly sit at the top of the top ten masters. But it is precisely because of this that Sword Nine Emperor has not been able to advance to the heaven realm so far.

."

"Sir, what do you mean, if my master changes, he can make further progress?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

Gu Chenyuan sighed and did not answer directly, but asked: "If he can change easily, will he still be the Nine Emperors of Dao?"

Mu Qiuhuang carefully thought about the temperament of Dao Jiuhuang and shook her head.

Gu Chenyuan stared at Mu Qiuhuang for a long time and said: "You and I have been together for ten years, and I have nothing to give you when we say goodbye! Now I will tell you my sword intention. As for whether you can understand it

How much? It all depends on your own understanding."

Hearing that Gu Chenyuan wanted to teach her sword power, Mu Qiuhuang solemnly saluted Gu Chenyuan.

Gu Chenyuan saw Mu Qiuhuang's behavior and waved his hand to stop Mu Qiuhuang from saluting.

Mu Qiuhuang only saw Gu Chenyuan wave his hand gently, and his legs that were about to bend and kneel were dragged up by an invisible force.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Mu Qiuhuang who was at a loss, smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. I have already said that you have already learned the sword of the Nine Emperors, so naturally you are not suitable to learn my sword. I just use my understanding

I've told you my sword intention, but you shouldn't be treated like such a great gift."

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Gu Chenyuan gratefully, but did not salute again.

When Gu Chenyuan saw Mu Qiuhuang acting like this, he also showed a hint of admiration and continued: "My sword is exactly the opposite of Jiuhuang's sword. His sword emphasizes gravity but not intention, while my sword emphasizes intention rather than intention."

Gravity. To put it bluntly, my sword intention is just the word "soft". As the saying goes, even if you make steel a hundred times, you will be afraid of the fingers being soft. The breeze dripping with water may seem powerless, but the breeze can blow over the mountains, and the drops of water can penetrate the rocks."

After listening to Gu Chenyuan's words, Mu Qiuhuang frowned and thought seriously. What Gu Chenyuan said was completely opposite to what Sword Nine Emperor taught him.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Mu Qiuhuang's state and asked, "Can't you understand?"

Gu Chenyuan casually picked up a piece of gravel and handed it to Mu Qiuhuang. He pointed at a huge boulder on Mangdang Mountain in the distance and said, "Throw it over."

Mu Qiuhuang threw it with all her strength. The gravel flew more than half the distance but stopped suddenly and fell powerlessly.

"look."

Gu Chenyuan picked up two more pieces of gravel, threw one out first, and then the other. Just when the first piece of gravel was about to fall down with all its strength, the second piece of gravel followed closely and hit it.

On the first piece of gravel, the first piece of gravel moved forward again and finally landed on the boulder.

After Mu Qiuhuang finished reading, his brows suddenly softened in thought.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Mu Qiuhuang and continued: "Although there seems to be a huge difference in our skills, you should remember that once the best moves and skills reach a certain level, they will reach the same goal through different paths. Whether it is a sword or a sword, they will eventually reach the same goal.

They are dead things, and only those who use swords are living things.”

After a while, Mu Qiuhuang's brows finally relaxed and she said happily: "Sir, I seem to understand something."

Seeing Mu Qiuhuang's realization, Gu Chenyuan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, it's time for me to leave!"

Hearing that Gu Chenyuan was about to leave, the joy on Mu Qiuhuang's face was instantly washed away.

Gu Chenyuan handed the sword book to Mu Qiuhuang and said, "You can find a suitable disciple for me someday!"

"Yes, sir." Mu Qiuhuang carefully took the sword book and put it away close to her body.

Mu Qiuhuang brought her black jade dragon, took out a few water bags from other horses, took some dry food, mixed some banknotes, made a package and tied it on the horse's back, and handed the reins to Gu Chenyuan.

He said: "We are going to Miao territory, sir, take care of yourself on the way."

Gu Chenyuan did not refuse Mu Qiuhuang's kindness, took the reins and got on the horse, waved his hand without looking back, and rode away on the black jade dragon.

Mu Qiuhuang watched Gu Chenyuan leave until his back disappeared, then he looked back.

You must know that Gu Chenyuan has been with Mu Qiuhuang since he joined the army when he was seven years old. The two have been together day and night for ten years. Although they are not masters and disciples, they have already become masters.
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