By the way, Gu Lingyun entered the attic and chose the martial arts he wanted to practice, but he was always moved by the old man who was suspected to be a three-eyed old man at the attic.

Half an hour was not too long. Later, Gu Lingyun forced himself to calm down. He remembered what his father said to him and finally chose a knife technique.

The moment he picked up the secret sword technique, he felt a powerful force attacking him, and he could not dodge at all. Then his eyes flashed and he had already appeared in front of the attic door again.

The fat cat was still standing in the original place, and the old man was still lying on the rattan chair, as if nothing had changed, but he had an additional swordsmanship secret in his hand.

"Have you chosen it? I'll give you seven days. This secret book must be handed over for seven days..." The old man showed a kind smile on his face, and he said to Gu Lingyun with his eyes narrowed.

Gu Lingyun couldn't help but shivered, and he bowed, "Yes, I know, thank you, Mr.!!"

The fat cat also bowed to the old man, "Old Liu, I will take my leave now..."

"Little fat, come and spend more time with me when I have nothing to do in the future. I am guarding this pile of waste paper here alone. Every day, the birds are about to fade out. You must come, hahaha..." The old man said to the fat cat with a smile.

The fat cat cried and said, "Old Liu, I must do my best..." As he shouted, he had already pulled Gu Lingyun's arm and ran away like a wind. The old man's shameful voice came from behind.

"Hmph, you kid is like this every time. Don't let me catch you kid, otherwise you will definitely look good..."

Seeing the fat cat and Gu Lingyun disappear, the old man shook his head. What an interesting boy, he actually chose that secret book. It seems that he has guidance from an expert, but what does this have to do with him?

He shook his head, adjusted to a comfortable position, closed his eyes, continued to close his eyes and restlessly, and his soul wandered outside the sky.

Gu Lingyun heard the whistling wind in his ears. With just a cup of tea, their speed gradually slowed down. However, Gu Lingyun almost glared out his eyes when he saw the scenery around him. He actually returned to the outside of the square.

You know, it took them half an hour to go, but Fat Cat brought him and actually came back in a cup of tea. What kind of light skills is this?

Fat cat? It seems that it is not just fat, the most important thing is this cat!

Such speed is worthy of the word "cat". But just looking at his body shape and his fat body, it is hard to imagine that this person is actually a master of light skills.

The fat cat stopped, let go of Gu Lingyun, and gasped and muttered, "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise it would fall into the hands of that old madman. Master Mao, my fat body is probably not enough for him to play..."

"Instructor, then, that old gentleman is..." Gu Lingyun asked weakly.

"Then the fuck is just a crazy man, a total old crazy man. Listen to me, don't look for him if you have nothing to do in the future. If you are wrong, don't look for him if you have something to do..."

The fat cat lowered his voice and said mysteriously to Gu Lingyun, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

When Gu Lingyun saw the fat cat's nervous look, the thought came out again. Could that old man really be a three-eyed old man? Otherwise, the fat cat would not be so nervous.

Moreover, the scar on the old man's eyebrows was a bit coincidental. The old man's age should be almost as good as the one. To sum up, the old man's chances are more than 80% of the time being a three-eyed old man.

The fat cat suddenly woke up, as if he had said something he shouldn't say. He coughed gently, "Cough cough, okay, let me see what martial arts secrets you chose..."

Gu Lingyun handed over the martial arts secret book in his hand. After reading it, Fat Cat let out a light eagle. The secret book that Gu Lingyun chose was written with "Eighteen Strikes of Ghost Eagle".

Seeing Gu Lingyun's choice, Fat Cat sighed, "Why choose this book? Did Scar ask you to choose?" Before Gu Lingyun could speak, he continued cautiously,

"But it doesn't matter. What's important is that you have chosen it. I don't know whose advice you have listened to, or your own choice. I just hope you know that this will be a difficult road, but if you can succeed, then there will be a place in the world..."

Gu Lingyun looked at Fei Mao in surprise, but unexpectedly, he guessed the path he was going according to his choice. His father said that the Five Tiger Broken Gate Knife is best to be a master of a strange and changing sword technique to achieve the state of combining hardness and softness.

That's why he chose this Ghost Eighteen Strike. It is said that the Ghost Eagle Eighteen Strike was created by someone three hundred years ago. He traveled all over the world with his eighteen-style ghost swords, and was nicknamed "Ghost Strike".

These eighteen sword techniques are strange and changeable. They are not allowed to attack people, which is a great violation of martial arts common sense and makes people unable to defend themselves. The Ghost Knife used this sword technique to kill the Grandmaster realm in the Shenhu realm.

However, the Ghost Sword is both good and evil, and is often not accepted by the decent people. Moreover, the Eighteen Ghost Eagle Strikes he created are too vicious, so they were banned by the decent martial arts people. After the Ghost Sword, there has never been any news that anyone has practiced this sword technique.

Gu Lingyun asked his father about the sword techniques that were famous for their strange changes. At that time, his father had talked about the Eighteen Strikes of Ghost Eagle, but according to his father, this sword technique had been lost for many years, so Gu Lingyun did not take it seriously.

Gu Lingyun was also a little hesitant when he suddenly saw this secret sword technique in the attic. After all, this was an evil skill. His father once commented that this martial art was too vicious.

However, Gu Lingyun thought of what his father said later. There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts. The key lies in the person who uses him. There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts. People who practice martial arts distinguish between good and evil.

This was also the reason why Gu Lingyun chose this sword technique at that time.

"Don't worry, Fat Cat Instructor, I will definitely practice well!" Gu Lingyun's face was serious, as if he was an oath, and as if he was a promise.

The fat cat nodded, "Okay, I wish you success! You can go back now. I'll give you a half-day vacation. I'll study this knife technique carefully. If you don't understand anything, come and ask me..."

Gu Lingyun returned to his yard, and there was no one else in the yard. When he returned to his room, he did not immediately start to comprehend the Eighteen Strikes of the Ghost Eagle, but sat cross-legged on his bed and used his abilities according to his internal skills and mental methods.

With the internal force running in the three great circles, Gu Lingyun had already abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart. His heart was as calm as water. He put the secret book on his knees and turned on the first page of the secret book.

The black eagle spreading its wings and about to fly, but this eagle gave Gu Lingyun a gloomy feeling.

Especially his eyes, he actually felt a soul-catching aura. His mind was as calm as water, but at this moment, there was a slight fluctuation. The scene of the bloody crime in the villa seemed to appear in front of him again.

He quickly calmed down and turned his gaze away. The secret book also turned to the next page. The first stance of the Ghost Eagle Eighteen Strikes, "Ghost Eagle Claws", and then there was a figure holding a long sword in his hand. He made a strange sword-like posture.

Gu Lingyun's eyes immediately attracted the posture. He was not only as big as eight, but his long sword was hidden in front of his chest, as if he was about to make a knife, but the direction of his knife was what Gu Lingyun was most interested in.

At first, he felt that there should be three changes in this move, but after he carefully observed it, he found four changes, but then he looked like five.

Gu Lingyun turned the secret book to the second page, but found someone made annotations, but the changes in this move were as high as nine. Each move made Gu Lingyun's eyes lit up.

He felt that if he had been at the same level, he would probably not be able to completely avoid this move. The trajectory of its attack was simply unpredictable, and Gu Lingyun was deeply fascinated by it.

He came out of his room unconsciously, found a wooden stick, and took the knife-like posture according to the qualifications in the secret book. He felt an indescribable awkwardness, as if a person was walking normally, but now he suddenly changed to walking upside down, and of course he would not adapt.

Then Gu Lingyun practiced the nine changes one by one according to the secret book mark, but he felt a great obstacle, as if there was an invisible force to prevent him from using such a posture.

When Gu Lingyun practiced the nine changes, it was already completely dark, and the others in the yard had already returned, Ding Hao was beside him, watching his movements silently.

Gu Lingyun noticed Ding Hao's faint gaze, but his heart moved. He said in a deep voice, "Are you back? How is your training today?"

Ding Hao seemed to be immersed in sight. He was awakened by Gu Lingyun's voice, "Ah? Ah, we are back. This is not to see you practicing, so I will stay here and don't let them disturb you..."

"Well, you did a good job," Gu Lingyun looked at Ding Hao deeply, and then continued, "Okay, hurry up and have a meal. After dinner, we will go to the square to listen to Mr. Lu's lecture..."

"Are you going?" Ding Hao asked in surprise.

"What? Why don't I have to go?" Gu Lingyun was curious about why Ding Hao reacted like this.

"Young Master, it seems you don't know yet. Did Instructor Scar not tell you? You are already a mid-term apprentice and you no longer have to listen to Mr. Lu's lecture..." Ding Hao explained.

"Oh? Mid-term apprenticeship? What's going on?" This was the first time Gu Lingyun heard this title. When did he become a mid-term apprentice, and why did he not know at all?

Ding Hao looked at Gu Lingyun with some complexity. Does he still know nothing about such a big thing?

He specifically inquired about Gu Lingyun's involvement with Scar, and the others told him with envy that Gu Lingyun should have gone to the mid-stage level, and that he should have been the apprentice who had the shortest time at the early stage.
Chapter completed!