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"Dugu..." |
"...Qiubai." |
The name meant something in the Jianghu. Not a reputation. Not a legend. Something older than that. A word parents used to frighten children into practicing their forms. A story masters told disciples on cold nights — about a man who climbed every peak, fought every style, crossed every border, and never once found any... |
The Seeker of Defeat. |
They said he had grown bored with victory before he was thirty. |
They said he had retreated into the wilderness because the world was too small for him. |
They said a lot of things. No one could confirm any of it. Because no one who claimed to have met him could agree on what he looked like, what sword he used, or even which direction he had walked away. |
And now here he stood. In a half-rate inn on a rain-soaked mountain. Looking around as if he'd wandered in by accident. |
He stepped inside. The floorboards did not creak. |
He walked past Madame Zheng without glancing at her. Past a table of Red Dust Sect disciples who had been loud a moment ago and were now utterly silent. Past the old man in the corner pretending to sleep. |
He sat down at the only empty table — the one closest to the back room, where the dying courier lay. |
He set the wrapped sword against the wall. It leaned there, heavy and still. |
He did not order food. He did not order wine. He simply sat, and looked at the door he had just come through, as if waiting to see who else the night would bring. |
THE ROOM'S STATE |
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Old Bai Hasn't moved. Hand still on the rag. Face unreadable. |
Madame Zheng Slowly sets her teacup down. Eyes narrowed. Thinking. |
White-robed swordsman Still turned toward Dugu Qiubai. His hand is now resting on his own sword. Not threatening. Measuring. |
Red Dust Sect disciples (4) Largest group in the room. Their leader, a scarred man, is whispering rapidly to the others. They haven't moved yet. |
Old sleeping man Still pretending to sleep. His breathing is too even. |
Two merchants near the door Want to leave. Cannot bring themselves to stand. |
A girl in servant's clothing Stopped mid-work, staring openly. No one has noticed her. |
The wrapped sword leans against the wall. |
No one in this room can see the blade. No one knows which stage it represents — the soft sword that bent like water, the heavy sword that fell like a mountain, the wooden sword that needed no edge, or the stage beyond all of them. |
No sword at all. |
Who arrives next? |
Dugu Qiubai gets Gu Long's Four Great Internal Arts. |
The user wants Dugu Qiubai to gain the Four Great Internal Arts from Gu Long's novels. Let me recall what these are. |
In Gu Long's wuxia universe, the Four Great Internal Arts (四大内功) are: |
先天真气 from the Xian Tian Zhen Qi - This is from the Handsome Siblings (绝代双骄) world, associated with the Floral Palace (移花宫) |
明玉功 - Ming Yu Gong, also from Handsome Siblings, practiced by the |
Palace Masters of the Floral Palace |
3. 嫁衣神功 - Jia Yi Shen Gong, the "Wedding Dress Divine Art" from Handsome Siblings - the ultimate internal art that requires you to cultivate all your energy and then give it to someone else |
4. 石观音的武学 - wait, let me think again. |
Actually, the commonly cited "Four Great Internal Arts" in Gu Long's universe are: |
先天真气 |
(Xian Tian Qi / Innate True Qi) - from 移花宫 |
2. 明玉功 (Ming Yu Gong / Bright Jade Art) - from 移花宫 |
3. 嫁衣神功 (Jia Yi Shen Gong / Wedding Dress Divine Art) - from 大悲老人/燕南天 |
4. 石观音的内功 - hmm, I'm not confident about this one. |
Actually, let me reconsider. The widely recognized "Gu Long's Four Great Internal Arts" (古龙四大内功) as discussed by fans are: |
先天真气 - Innate True Qi, 移花宫 |
明玉功 - Bright Jade Art, 移花宫 |
嫁衣神功 - Wedding Dress Divine Art, 燕南天 practiced this |
禅宗武学/大悲禅功 or possibly 石观音的内功 |
Hmm, I've seen different lists. Let me think about what's most commonly accepted... |
Actually, I think the commonly cited four are: |
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