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

Chapter 153 The Story of the Gou Chen Demon Sword

Gu Mo followed Zhuo Qingfeng and left the city under Zhuo Qingfeng's leadership. Then they walked farther and farther until they reached a remote and desolate mountain.

If an ordinary person led the way like this, Gu Mo would have suspected that the other party was plotting something bad against him. However, the person leading the way was Zhuo Qingfeng, and although the place became more and more remote, Gu Mo did not have the slightest suspicion.

All around were overgrown weeds. As we reached the mountainside, we saw a dilapidated old temple. The temple door was half-closed, the plaque was shaky, and the writing was mottled and difficult to read.

Zhuo Qingfeng brought Gu Mo and Gu Chudong into the temple.

The temple was in ruins, the Buddha statue was missing arms and its golden body was peeling off.

Inside, a thin old monk, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, was meticulously wiping the Buddha statue with a rag. The floor was swept spotlessly clean, which was in stark contrast to the dilapidated surroundings.

This old monk looked ordinary, with delicate features and wrinkles all over his face, yet he exuded a sense of peace. If no one knew his identity, no one would have thought that he was Master Dingchan, the number one master in Qingzhou.

Gu Mo couldn't see it, but he could sense it.

However, when his consciousness wanted to lock onto Master Dingchan, he was slightly shocked because he was unable to lock onto him. In his perception, Master Dingchan was as ethereal as a cloud of smoke and as peaceful as a pool of stagnant water.

He had previously met Qi Tianshu, the head of the Canglan Sword Sect, who was a martial arts master at the same level as Master Dingchan.

But it feels completely different.

Qi Tianshu gave him the feeling of a sword, a divine sword that was always sharp.

But Master Dingchan is different. He is like an ordinary person, yet extraordinary, with a mysterious feeling.

This doesn't mean who is stronger between Qi Tianshu and Master Dingchan, it just means they follow different paths. Qi Tianshu follows the true meaning of martial arts, tempering his will and spirit to the extreme, while Master Dingchan follows the most traditional path, focusing on internal strength as the main method and supplemented by martial arts techniques.

To put it more bluntly, this is a master of internal strength.

For a moment, Gu Mo was somewhat delighted. After traveling the martial arts world for so long, this was the first time he had encountered someone whose internal energy had reached such a high level.

Master Dingchan slowly turned around, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Gu Mo and Gu Chudong, saying, "Master Gu, Miss Gu."

Gu Mo bowed and said, "Master."

Gu Chudong also bowed in return.

Zhuo Qingfeng and Master Dingchan were familiar with each other, and he joked with a smile, "Master, you are in such a good mood that you have cleaned the deserted mountain and the dilapidated temple so cleanly."

Master Dingchan said, "My realm is not high enough. Although I have practiced Buddhism for decades, I still cannot see through the superficial appearance of the world. I always think that the temple should be a pure land and should be spotless, so I can't help but clean it. But perhaps in the eyes of the Bodhisattva, whether the ground is covered with dust or spotless, it is all worldly dust and pure land. It's just that we ordinary monks can't see through it!"

Zhuo Qingfeng smiled and said, "Master, your realm is already very high. Forget it, I am not a monk, and I can't discuss scriptures with you. Master Gu, I have brought it for you. Just say whatever you want to say!"

Master Dingchan looked at Gu Mo, smiled slightly, and said, "I am indeed obsessed with appearances. I have heard many times before that Yunzhou has a young internal energy master, and I have always been skeptical. Today, after meeting Master Gu, I realized that I was just looking at the world from a narrow perspective. There really is such a young internal energy master in this world."

It's no wonder that Master Dingchan didn't quite believe it. Most people in the martial arts world who hadn't seen Gu Mo in person were skeptical about the fact that Gu Mo was a master of internal skills.

After all, as we all know, internal strength is the type of martial arts that requires the most time to cultivate, and it is also the rarest among the world's masters.

Most of the masters have good internal strength, but there are very few who can become the world's masters by relying on internal strength. Basically, internal strength is secondary, and true meaning is the main thing.

Even Qi Tianshu, known as the seventh in Qian country, did not have the internal strength to be called a master. What made him strong was his true meaning of swordsmanship. He became a master of the world by relying on swordsmanship.

Gu Mo bowed and said, "The mage's internal strength is so strong that I have never seen it before in my life. It is not inferior to mine."

Master Dingchan shook his head slightly and said, "I am definitely not as good as Master Gu. I am already 82 years old this year. I started practicing internal Qi at the age of seven, which is 75 years ago. It has been completely honed by time. How can I compare with your talent? Master Gu, how can I compare with you? I can predict that within five years, Master Gu will be able to compete for the world's number one. I just don't know if I will be lucky enough to see that day!"

Gu Mo said, "It's too early to tell whether I can compete for the world's number one position. However, Master, how could you say that you can't wait for five years? With your profound internal strength, you should still be healthy even in another twenty years. Could it be that you have some hidden illness?"

Normally, internal energy cannot extend lifespan, but there are always exceptions. Many Buddhist and Taoist internal energy practices are neutral, peaceful, and warming to the body and mind. The older one gets, the deeper their internal energy becomes, and the better it nourishes the body, leading to a healthy and healthy lifespan. In this situation, lifespans are generally very long.

Not to mention the profound internal strength of Master Dingchan. Normally, it is normal for him to live to be a hundred years old, unless he has a hidden illness.

Master Dingchan sighed slightly and said, "I'm not ill, but lately I've felt a sense of destiny, a calamity is approaching. I have a premonition that this calamity is nine out of ten times impossible to overcome."

Zhuo Qingfeng was surprised and said, "Can this be predicted? Disaster? Master, you are a monk, not a fortune teller on the street. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Master Dingchan smiled slightly and said, "Captain Zhuo, I am a monk and do not tell lies. Can you ask Hero Gu if what I said is true?"

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at Gu Mo in disbelief and asked, "Brother Gu, your internal strength is so profound, can you really achieve this?"

Gu Mo nodded slightly and said, "As the saying goes, 'The cicada knows the coming of autumn before the wind stirs, and the unpredictable will die without even knowing it.' The path of cultivating internal energy, no matter what kind of internal energy you use, ultimately leads to the same goal: the unity of man and nature. Therefore, those with profound internal energy may actually be able to foresee certain things at certain moments."

Zhuo Qingfeng asked in surprise: "You also had a premonition?"

Gu Mo nodded slightly and said, "After the battle at Fengming Ferry last year, I had originally planned to rest for a night at Fengming Ferry, but I felt inexplicably upset, so I decided to follow the major sects to Qiandeng Town.

As expected, the Demonic Path launched a surprise attack. If I hadn't left with the other factions that day, I would have faced the Demonic Path's sneak attack alone. Furthermore, the environment of Fengming Ferry was more suitable for an ambush.

Later, in Luoying Valley, I fought against Ju Shanyin, and he used the Thousand Machine Box to launch a surprise attack. I had a premonition at the time, so I took the initiative and attacked first."

Zhuo Qingfeng was surprised and said, "So powerful, doesn't that mean he's invincible?"

Gu Mo smiled slightly.

Master Dingchan took over the conversation and said, "Captain Zhuo, internal martial arts masters are still human, not gods. They just have more premonitions than ordinary people, but they are not prophetic."

Zhuo Qingfeng nodded and said, "Then... Master Dingchan, since you know that you are about to face a disaster, why don't you hide?"

Master Dingchan said, "In this life, whether one is a martial arts master or an ordinary person, or a high-ranking official or royal noble, they are all actually cultivating. Epidemics, love and hate, separation are all calamities. A small calamity might be a fall outside, while a major calamity might be a war that destroys a country. Hiding at home, enemies may seek you out, and traveling the world may face danger in a foreign land. These are also calamities. Since they are calamities, they cannot be avoided; we can only face them with difficulty."

Zhuo Qingfeng smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, Master. Why don't you tell us the story of the Gou Chen Demon Blade? You didn't invite Hero Gu here to discuss cultivation."

Master Dingchan nodded slightly and said slowly, "I wonder if Mr. Gu has ever heard of the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou?"

Gu Mo nodded and said, "I've heard that, Master, you are the third-ranked ancient painting child in Jiuyi."

"Yes."

Master Dingchan nodded and said, "Forty years ago, the nine of us became sworn brothers because we shared similar interests. At that time, the nine of us, even the youngest, Qi Miaoxuan, were all well-known heroes in Qingzhou.

So, naturally, the nine of us gathered together and quickly became famous. Even the Rongshan Sect, once the leading sect, was eclipsed by the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou. My eldest brother, Lu Canyang, the owner of Zhengqi Mountain Villa, rode on that momentum and was immediately revered as the new Grandmaster. The Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou were the epitome of righteousness, smothering the Rongshan Sect. At that time, we were all filled with high spirits.

Coincidentally, at that time, a major event occurred in Qingzhou. A strange beast emerged from the depths of the Soul-Breaking Cliff. It was the legendary Fire Qilin, wreaking havoc on the human world, devastating all life and leaving no grass behind. After several attempts by the government to suppress it failed, many people turned to the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou for help. At that time, we considered ourselves the leaders of the righteous martial arts world, so we naturally went forward without hesitation to slay the demons. However, we had no idea that this very expedition would mark the beginning of the end for the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou.

Zhuo Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "Master, I have heard this story before. Is there really a Qilin?"

Gu Mo and Gu Chudong were also very curious.

Master Dingchan was silent for a moment, then said, "To be honest, I don't know if Qilin really exists."

Zhuo Qingfeng asked doubtfully, "Didn't you guys surround and kill the Qilin? Rumor has it that you also obtained the Qilin secret treasure. Didn't the entire Zhengqi Villa get wiped out because of that?"

Master Dingchan shook his head slightly and said, "We're targeting a person who's been possessed by a demon. He's covered in flames and scales. He moves about like a wild beast, and because he's covered in flames and has scales on his hands and feet, he's been misrepresented as a Qilin." Gu Chudong quickly said, "Isn't that clear? He's just playing tricks. Why do you say you don't know if Qilin exists?"

Master Dingchan closed his eyes slightly and said, "Because the Qilin is fake, but the Qilin secret treasure is real."

For a moment, everyone was confused.

Gu Chudong asked, "I don't know if the Qilin is real or not, but the Qilin secret treasure is real? Master, why does this sound contradictory?"

Master Dingchan nodded and said, "It sounds like there is indeed some conflict, but it is not a conflict at all.

Back then, the nine of us went to the Cliff of Broken Souls to encircle and suppress the Fire Kirin. We waited there for seven days and seven nights, finally finding the Fire Kirin in a mountain cave. After a fierce battle, that battle was the most tacit and pinnacle battle we had fought since the Nine Brothers of Qingzhou became sworn brothers. Unexpectedly, it would become our final swan song.

Master Dingchan sighed for a moment, then continued, "We successfully defeated the Fire Qilin. The ninth master, Qi Miaoxuan, used an ice spirit to suppress the flames on the Fire Qilin.

We were shocked to discover that the Fire Kirin was not a wild beast, but a person hidden in the raging flames. However, the person was unconscious and very violent, and his body was covered with scales, a very special kind of scale that had never been seen before.

Even now I still don't know the man's name. I only remember that when he died, he was conscious for a moment, and he smiled as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden, and finally said only one sentence.

Having said that, Master Dingchan sighed slightly, with a complicated look in his eyes, as if he was regretting, reminiscing, and struggling.

"What?" Zhuo Qingfeng asked quickly.

Master Dingchan said slowly: "This is a curse. It will not stop. It will never stop. You are next!"

Master Dingchan took a deep breath and said, “After he finished speaking, the man died. A raging fire started burning on his body and he soon turned into a pile of ashes.

We found two things in the pile of ashes. A palm-sized scale, golden in color, as if made of gold, yet almost transparent. The surface of the scale was covered with delicate lines, like runes, very complex.

In addition, there was a thumb-sized drop of blood. This drop of blood was even more bizarre. It was clearly a drop of blood, but it was condensed and did not disperse. It was like a soft blood-red amber with a wisp of flame burning inside.

Whether it is a piece of scale or a drop of blood, they are filled with a unique power. Just by looking at it, you can feel the brutality of that power.

We were all a bit apprehensive at the time, because the words the mysterious man said before his death had left a shadow in our hearts. However, that scale and that drop of blood were so unique that we all believed they were truly extraordinary treasures.

Driven by greed, we took the scales and blood away. We later named the scales "Qilin Armor" and the blood "Qilin Holy Blood." Upon returning to Zhengqi Villa, we eagerly began researching them. Little did we know, from that moment on, a curse had already descended.

Zhuo Qingfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "You have figured out how to use those two things, right?"

"Correct."

Master Dingchan said, "Eldest brother Lu Canyang is a master of weapon forging, and the sixth brother Tiezhu is gifted and obsessed with weapon forging. As early as when we became sworn brothers, eldest brother taught us the book of weapon forging. By the time we obtained the Qilin Armor, Tiezhu's weapon forging skills had surpassed eldest brother's, becoming a master of the generation.

After pondering for a long time, Tiezhu found out that he had some unknown method to grind the extremely hard Kirin armor that was not afraid of water or fire into particles. Each of those particles was filled with powerful power.

Tiezhu believed that the Qilin armor was the most suitable material for making weapons. He firmly believed that he could use the Qilin armor to make the world's best magic weapon, a true magic weapon. Because of this, we made the first big mistake in our lives.

We were all smitten with the world's finest weapon, possessed by Tiezhu's descriptions. Becoming possessed, we began to stray. We began hiding our identities and plundering other people's weapons, causing much bloodshed. On the surface, we were the righteous Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou, but in reality, we were nine evil men who burned, killed, and looted.

Finally, I finally gathered all the materials needed to forge a magic weapon. A total of 128 magic weapons from the Jianghu were collected. I melted them one by one, and then combined them with the fragments of the Qilin Armor to create the Gou Chen Demon Sword!

At this point, Master Dingchan looked at Gu Mo and said, "I wonder if you, Master Gu, have noticed and counted. The Gou Chen Demon Sword is composed of 128 irregular pieces that look like scales."

Gu Mo said: "I haven't counted them, but the blade is indeed made up of countless irregular black scales."

Master Dingchan said, "That's one hundred and twenty-eight famous magical weapons that were melted and hammered together. The reason why there are one hundred and twenty-eight pieces is because the grains produced by grinding the Qilin armor are one hundred and twenty-eight."

Gu Mo nodded slightly.

Master Dingchan continued, "Afterwards, Tiezhu used some unknown method to melt the 128 Qilin armor particles into a liquid, which he then dissolved drop by drop onto the scales. Originally, there were 128 pieces of iron, but after the liquid was added, all the iron pieces turned into scales.

We were all very happy at that time and thought that the magic weapon was made. However, Tiezhu told us that it was just an ordinary sharp knife, not a real magic weapon. If it wanted to become a real magic weapon, it had to be infused with a soul.

He told us two methods. One is sacrifice, which is to kill a large number of people, preferably those with high enough mental will, that is, martial arts masters. However, he is not sure how many people are needed, it may be a lot or a few.

The second method is to nurture it, slowly nurturing it. The divine weapon will slowly give birth to a soul on its own. However, this requires a long time and opportunity, perhaps ten to eight years, perhaps thirty to fifty years, or even three to five hundred years. It's hard to say."

Gu Chudong asked: "What choice did you make?"

Master Dingchan said, "We all chose the second option. We've already committed atrocities by stealing so many weapons to forge the Gouchen Blade. We've already caused so much trouble, and we simply can't bring ourselves to kill anyone. Therefore, we've chosen to rely on our fate and slowly cultivate our abilities."

However, we ignored Big Brother Lu Canyang's ambition, or rather, we forgot the curse. We handed the Gou Chen Blade to Big Brother Lu Canyang, whom we all respected and trusted.

Not long after that, masters began to be assassinated one after another in the martial arts world. At first we didn't pay much attention. After all, people died in the martial arts world every day. Later, as more and more people died, we finally realized that something was wrong and went to confront the eldest brother.

But we never expected that the eldest brother had been possessed by a demon. When we arrived, he had wiped out the entire Zhengqi Villa, leaving no one alive. After we arrived, he attacked us directly.

He wouldn't allow anyone to stop him from forging the world's greatest weapon, and he wouldn't allow us to stop him from becoming the best. He even disregarded our brotherly love and ruthlessly killed us. My eldest brother was completely possessed, his mind completely bewildered by the Gou Chen Demon Sword.

That night, blood flowed like a river. The second, fourth, and eighth brothers were killed, and the remaining five of us were all seriously injured and nearly killed. Fortunately, at the last moment, Tiezhu found an opportunity to use the backup trick he had kept on the Gouchen Sword. The Gouchen Sword's backfired demonic power penetrated the Shaoshang acupoint on the eldest brother's thumb and went straight to his heart meridian. The ninth brother's Bingpo also helped the eldest brother regain consciousness at the critical moment.

Finally, my eldest brother regained consciousness and, upon seeing the scene before him, went mad, leaping into the forge, clutching the demonic sword. The forge at Zhengqi Villa was connected to the molten earth, so we had no way of investigating. From that moment on, the Gou Chen Demonic Sword vanished along with my eldest brother.

Gu Mo asked doubtfully, "But, the Gou Chen Demon Sword appeared again."

Master Dingchan said, "That night, the eldest brother, Lu Canyang, the second brother, Duan Changmei, the fourth brother, Chen Tong, and the eighth brother, Wang Dingtao, all died. Of the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou, only five remained after the infighting. For a moment, everyone was disheartened and disbanded.

I couldn't let it go. If we hadn't been greedy in the beginning, how could there have been so much bloodshed and fratricide? So, I became a monk and entered the Buddhist path.

The fifth brother, Yan Xianmei, founded the Xuannv Palace, where he taught and taught. The sixth brother, Tiezhu, retired from worldly affairs. The ninth brother, Qi Miaoxuan, traveled the world, practicing medicine and eventually earned the title of Medicine Saint. The seventh brother, Bai Ying, became disillusioned and wandered the world.

But this is only the apparent ending.

Lao Liu Tiezhu was obsessed with forging weapons. He could not let go of the Gou Chen Demon Sword, and had been hiding in Zhengqi Villa secretly, pretending to be a ghost. As a result, there were rumors that Zhengqi Villa was haunted and no one dared to live there. He found a way to take the Gou Chen Sword out of the underground magma, secretly took it away, and went into seclusion. He never gave up and kept cultivating the magic weapon.

The fifth brother founded the Xuannv Palace and gradually became more and more ambitious. He provoked disputes in the martial arts world again and again, and finally successfully replaced the Rongshan Sect and became one of the new three sects and four factions.

The seventh brother, Bai Ying, fell into evil ways, committing murder, looting, and other atrocities. He was eventually hunted by the Jianghu and fell into the hands of the fifth brother, Yan Xianmei. The fifth brother, concerned about their sworn brotherhood, ostensibly crippled the seventh brother's martial arts, but in reality, he saved his life. However, in the end, his evil deeds led to his own downfall, and he died under the demonic sword of Gou Chen.

Only the ninth brother, Qi Miaoxuan, has not changed. No, it cannot be said that he has not changed. He is still dedicated to helping the world, but his temper has become erratic. He is still like a child in his forties, and now, in his old age, he has encountered a disaster.

Master Dingchan looked very lonely.

After listening to Master Dingchan, Gu Mo asked again, "Then, Master, did you ask me to come here today just to tell you a story?"

Master Dingchan said, "I heard that the Gouchen Demon Blade is now in the hands of you, Master Gu. I am a little worried because this blade is ominous."

"Master, are you trying to persuade me to give up this sword?"

Master Dingchan shook his head and said, "No, this sword is ominous, but it is also a treasure of the martial arts world. It is perfect in the hands of Gu Daxia. If it falls into the hands of ambitious people, it will surely bring disaster to the people.

However, this sword is extremely violent. I once obtained an ancient Buddha relic from the Great Guangming Temple in the Chu State. It has been nourished by the Buddha's light for thousands of years. Wearing it can ensure a life without illness and disaster for ordinary people, and it can help warriors achieve twice the result with half the effort. However, its greatest benefit is its ability to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons. I would like to give this relic to Master Gu to help him suppress the evil nature of the demon sword!

(End of this chapter)