This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 157 The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility

The Shaolin Temple is divided into two large courtyards, the front courtyard is the Forest of Steles, open to the public. During every festival, people of all ages from Lanlian County come here spontaneously to sweep the tombs.

The backyard is the real main body of Shaolin Temple. A monk in charge of reception came to greet them. After learning the identity of Master Bai Yue, he immediately announced it. Soon, the head monk of the reception hall, Le Fan, came to greet them personally.

Shaolin Temple is a large and powerful temple with a long history. It has a discipline hall that strictly checks its disciples. If there is a mistake, it will be punished. The law enforcement monks will never show mercy. Even if the abbot makes a mistake, he will be punished. For example, that person;

There is the Dharma Academy, which specializes in the study of this school's martial arts. The chief monk, Liao Yuan, is the number one double-flowered red stick master in Shaolin. Xiang Yuan once fought with him at the Killing Mountain. He is very knowledgeable in Buddhism and can give very powerful massages.

There is the Prajna Hall that specializes in studying martial arts in the world. Because of the background of the Dragon Subduing Realm, it has changed its focus to studying the magic skills to find flaws;

When the people of Jianghu arrive at Shaolin Temple, the Arhat Hall will drive away the bad guests, and the Zhikeyuan will be responsible for receiving the friends from afar...

All in all, the structure within the sect is well organized and cannot be compared with the second or third rate upstart sects in the martial arts world.

Master Bai Yue's martial arts skills can be considered as a master in the Dragon Subduing Realm, but there are also differences among masters. She belongs to the category that is neither better than the best nor worse than the worst. Her advantage is that she is young, in her early thirties, and there is still the possibility of rapid progress in the future.

But Master Bai Yue was not just a person, she came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Emei Sect. The Shaolin Temple did not dare to neglect her and welcomed her with the highest standards.

Nun Bai Yue followed the abbot Lu Fan into the Shaolin Temple and walked into a slightly noisy courtyard. More than a dozen martial arts veterans had already arrived and were engaged in a verbal duel, using their mouths to attack and their mouths to counter the attacks, and they were having a lot of fun.

There are more than eight major sects in the Dragon Subduing Realm. The more famous ones like the Snow Mountain Sect and Ksitigarbha Temple were unable to rush to the Killing Mountain to join in the celebration because the journey was too far. When they heard that Abbot Lechen had ascended to heaven, they all sent their masters to watch the ceremony.

When Master Bai Yue arrived, many acquaintances stopped arguing and came forward to greet her. She took the opportunity to introduce her junior fellow apprentice to everyone.

Because Xiang Yuan concealed his identity, Li Xianyuan’s real name could not be used for the time being, so he decisively created a new alias for himself.

Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Zhao Haoran.

Seeing that Xiang Yuan was so young, although everyone was confused, they did not say much. After all, Master Bai Yue was considered young among the top martial artists in the martial arts world, so having a junior brother who was only sixteen or seventeen years old seemed not a bad thing.

Why do you care so much about other people's family affairs?

With the introduction of Master Bai Yue, Xiang Yuan became familiar to the other martial arts seniors. For the sake of the Emei Sect, everyone was quite caring towards this young man and did not treat him as a junior just because he was a pretty boy.

Faced with a powerful enemy, the demon clan was in a very united atmosphere in the human martial arts community, and the face-slapping scene that Xiang Yuan had expected did not occur.

After a while of exchanging business compliments, they continued their literary battle, arguing until their faces turned red.

Xiang Yuan was not from this world, so he just watched them talking and naming dishes like a crosstalk. It was difficult to guess the moves, so he just felt lonely.

Looking around, he saw three Taoists dressed as Taoists. He recognized two of them as Yunhe and Zhuyan, and guessed that the white-bearded old man in the middle was the head of Wudang, Zixu Zhenren.

Zhenren Zixu has white hair and beard, a clear mind and handsome eyes, and a youthful appearance despite being white-haired. Perhaps he has not yet recovered from a serious injury, so he looks a little weak. He is holding a cup of wolfberry tea, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

"Master Zixu, I am honored to be here."

Following Xiang Yuan's gaze, Master Bai Yue understood what he meant and took her fellow apprentices and disciples over to start a conversation.

"Master, you are so polite. Please sit down. Please sit down."

True Man Zixu stood up to greet him. He was not arrogant and seemed very easy to talk to.

When he heard that Master Bai Yue was accepting a disciple on behalf of the master, Xiang Yuan was his junior brother. He stroked his beard and said, "This young friend is able to bring his skills to the master, and the master has favored him to accept him as a disciple on behalf of the master. I think he must have extraordinary skills. Emei is blessed. I would like to congratulate him in advance."

As he spoke, he held up the tea and offered it to Master Bai Yue.

"To be honest, I have a connection with Wudang. Most of my martial arts come from Wudang," Xiang Yuan said.

"puff---"

True Man Zixu spat out a mouthful of tea on the spot, raised his hands to cover his face, and did not understand what Xiang Yuan was saying.

Yunhe and Zhuyan who were standing behind him were also confused. Did the Wudang Sect have such a successor? How come they didn't know about it?
Besides, you are already a member of the Wudang Sect, so what's the big deal about joining another sect?

If you vote, you vote. If you don't say anything, no one will know and no one will investigate. What's the point of exposing your own secrets?
The three of them had extremely strange expressions on their faces. They all looked at Master Bai Yue, and saw her nodding and smiling, which seemed to indicate a profound and unfathomable look, which made them even more confused.

Master, I respect you as a good nun, why do you come to slap me in the face? x3
"Don't misunderstand me, Taoist priests. Although my martial arts are closely related to Wudang, I didn't become a disciple... Uh, Taoist priests, please don't stare at me. I didn't steal your skills either. The situation is like this..."

Xiang Yuan made up a story with good reasoning: "I was twelve that year, and my village was massacred by demons. I was saved by a Taoist priest who passed by. He felt sorry for me and saw that I was smart and talented, and was a good material for learning martial arts, so he taught me some kung fu to protect myself."

"The Taoist priest has an important mission to fulfill, so he cannot stay for long. He said he would come to see me in half a year and give me a test. If I have learned well, he will formally accept me as his disciple and take me back to Wudang Mountain."

"I asked the Taoist priest his name, but he wouldn't tell me. He only said that it would be dangerous to go there, but the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, so I had to go..."

"I waited for a year but the Taoist priest didn't come back, so I wandered around. During this time, I occasionally encountered opportunities and my skills gradually became stronger. Now I think that if I hadn't had the martial arts taught by the Taoist priest, I would have died on the road long ago."

Xiang Yuan described a past event in vivid detail, as if it were true. Regardless of whether Master Zixu believed it or not, Master Bai Yue believed it without a doubt and truly regarded this passage as Xiang Yuan's early experience.

"Later, I met Senior Sister Bai Yue. She knew that my skills were not perfect, so she taught me the basic skills. Due to the rules, she accepted me as a disciple on my behalf..."

After Xiang Yuan finished talking about his not-so-upbeat first half of his life, he pursed his lips and was about to pour himself a cup of tea when Master Bai Yue handed him one.

Look at her eyesight, it's hard to believe that a senior sister of this age would be caring!

Zhenren Zixu listened for a while. With the guarantee from Master Baiyue, he did not doubt that Xiang Yuan was lying. He was convinced that this was a good young man with a clean background. However, he still had a few doubts that he felt uncomfortable without asking.

"My friend, what does that fellow Taoist look like?"

"Probably like this, and also like this..."

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and gestured a few times, describing the image of a Taoist with an immortal look.

Wudang Mountain basically has this style. How could Zixu Zhenren know who Xiang Yuan was talking about? He asked curiously, "What kind of kung fu did that Taoist friend who claimed to be from Wudang Sect pass on to you? Can you show me some?"

After that, he added: "My friend, please don't misunderstand me. It is true that Wudang sect often has disciples who go out to subdue demons and monsters. We need to ask for clarification."

"As it should be."

Xiang Yuan stood up, straightened his clothes, borrowed the master's sword, and performed a set of Wudang sword techniques.

He copied it in the Cave of Hundred Demons. Since he had no interest in swordsmanship, he only learned the form of this set of swordsmanship, but it lacked much of the spirit.

But even so, his talent in martial arts, which allowed him to learn anything he saw, was there, and each move was quite exquisite, which made Master Zixu stroke his long beard repeatedly, and Yunhe and Zhuyan nodded secretly.

Then, Xiang Yuan's sword path turned, and his swordsmanship suddenly became profound and elusive. Qianyuanjie's sword moves came from Jian Xinzhai. The swordsmanship was natural, agile and profound, and each sword seemed to blend into the surrounding environment.

Sometimes it is as winding as a spirit snake, sometimes as fierce as a tiger, and sometimes as swift as a flying eagle. It is accompanied by the sound of wind and complements the sword moves. Every sword has the artistic conception of vibrant life and all things competing.

Jian Xinzhai's swordsmanship is not bound by form. He learned it from Xiang Yuan and put it into practice. The tip of the sword is like the tip of a pen, drawing graceful arcs in the air. Every stroke is full of natural beauty.

Nun Bai Yue was stunned when she saw him. It was the first time she saw Xiang Yuan using a sword and she realized that he was not only an expert in swordsmanship, but also had excellent swordsmanship.

Especially the artistic conception in the swordsmanship is worthy of deep consideration.

After performing a set of sword moves, Master Zixu was so greedy that his mouth was watering. He slammed the table and said, "Yes, yes, it is exactly my Wudang swordsmanship. It is indeed true."

Yunhe turned his head away and Zhuyan blushed slightly. The master was talking nonsense again. How could they not know that Wudang sect had this set of sword skills?

So you two are only fit to be thugs, he is not fit to be the leader!

Xiang Yuan evaluated in his heart, took the ladder handed over by Zixu Zhenren, and said: "Zhenren, since it is Wudang swordsmanship, what is the Taoist name of that Taoist priest? Is he still in Wudang Mountain now?"

How would I know that!
True Man Zixu looked solemn and said, "Just by looking at this sword, I have a rough guess in my mind, but as for which fellow disciple it is, I'd like to ask you to practice a few more moves."

You shameless bastard, you still want to continue to get it for free!

Xiang Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He sheathed his sword and returned it to Nun Bai Yue. He thought for a moment and nodded heavily, "Master, please watch carefully. This set of Thirty-Six Acupuncture Points was taught by a Taoist priest. It is his signature skill. I learned it three times before I mastered it. The Taoist priest scolded me for being dull several times."

What the hell, the Thirty-Six Acupuncture Points?
I haven't even learned this Kung Fu. Where did this wild Taoist priest come from? How dare he make random changes to my Wudang Kung Fu?

When Master Zixu heard this, he became unhappy. The Thirty-Six Acupuncture Point Techniques were created by Taoist Yang Chang, a predecessor of the Wudang Sect. Each move and each style has infinite variations. When the true Qi is injected into the enemy's body, it is like a swimming fish, which is difficult to remove. Therefore, the acupoints can be sealed and moved to prevent the enemy from maintaining the protective Qi.

Although this martial art is very powerful, the algorithm changes are extremely complex. Since Taoist Master Yang Chang, no master in the Wudang Sect has mastered it.

Xiang Yuan said that he had to learn it three times before he could master it, and was even scolded by the guy pretending to be from Wudang Sect for being dull...

How ridiculous! The people in Wudang Mountain are all stupid and dull-witted!

If he doesn't expose the lie and slap him in the face, he, the head of Wudang, will...

what!
What a strong palm wind, what a beautiful finger technique, isn't this the Thirty-Six-Movement Acupuncture Technique?
Zhenren Zixu grabbed his beard, raised his hand and pulled, his mouth opened wider and wider, and seeing the living Thirty-Six-Way Acupuncture Point Punching Master right in front of him, he felt unwell.

Oh no, he really can do it. The Wudang Clan is full of dull idiots!
Seeing Xiang Yuan waving his hands, the wind followed his fingers, and there were blooming flowers and elusive phantoms. The dull-witted Yunhe and Zhuyan were stunned for a moment, their eyes wide open.

The two men refused to believe anything he said. When they heard the leader cough lightly, they strode forward, only to be hit head-on by a series of smooth moves. They returned to their original positions with pale faces.

Sealing the acupoints and changing their positions is absolutely true, Master, you really are an expert in thirty-six acupoint sealing!
"excuse me."

Xiang Yuan retracted his magical powers, sat back next to Master Bai Yue, took the tea handed to him, and nodded slightly.

"Sister, good tea."

“Hiss, hiss—”

After drinking half a cup of tea, Xiang Yuan looked up and saw that Master Zixu's face was flushed and turned purple, as if he had secretly learned the Zixia magic skill from the next set. He felt very relaxed.

Head of Wudang, how about Wudang Kung Fu? Is it very powerful?

True Man Zixu heaved a long sigh, the stiff look on his face disappeared, and he smiled faintly, "Now that things have come to this, I will not hide it. My friend, the Taoist who taught you martial arts back then was none other than me!"

"puff!"

Xiang Yuan spat out a mouthful of tea and stared at Master Zixu in amazement. He was worthy of being the Sect Leader. With such a thick face, he deserved the eternal prosperity of the Wudang Sect.

Xiang Yuan had a strange expression on his face, and Master Bai Yue had an even stranger expression on her face. Master Zixu didn't take it seriously. He stroked his beard with a smile, and all the doubts in his mind suddenly cleared up.

No wonder even though Xiang Yuan was a skilled martial artist, Nun Bai Yue wouldn't let go. She even knew that Xiang Yuan was a disciple of Wudang, but she still insisted on accepting him as a disciple on her behalf. It turned out that she was coveting his body!

All the unreasonable things suddenly became clear to me at this moment.

Bah, you thief nun, you stole people and put them into my bowl.

True Man Zixu blew his beard and glared, annoyed that Master Baiyue was not doing things properly. As for who the Taoist priest who was proficient in the thirty-six acupuncture points was, it was not important at the moment. He first wanted to take Xiang Yuan back to Wudang Mountain.

True Man Zixu described Xiang Yuan as a martial arts genius. Regardless of whether he was exaggerating when he said he could learn the Thirty-Six Acupuncture Moves after watching it three times, even if he could only do it thirty times, he was still a martial arts genius.

There are many people on Mount Wudang who have watched it three hundred times, but still cannot learn it!

"My dear disciple, I was reluctant to show my true face in my early years because I was afraid that you would know my identity and develop the bad habit of being arrogant. So I changed a method to make you less arrogant and less impatient. Today, your merits are fulfilled. After watching the ceremony, follow me back to the mountains to practice in seclusion!" Zixu Zhenren said with a smile, stroking his beard.

"Is it true? But the real person looks different from that Taoist priest." Xiang Yuan curled his lips.

"He used a disguise."

“The heights are not similar either.”

"It's a very clever disguise."

"..."

Xiang Yuan said that he had learned something. Master Zixu answered fluently and spoke as if it were the truth. Apart from being shameless, there was nothing wrong with it.

Sensing the contempt in Master Bai Yue's eyes, Master Zixu didn't care. It was very embarrassing, but so what?

People are born with a face, but they don’t take it with them when they die. Why do you think that is?
That’s right, it’s for you to throw away while you’re still alive!
If he doesn't bring a martial arts genius like Xiang Yuan back to the mountain gate to train him carefully, what's the point of him, the current head of the mountain gate, staying alive.

It’s okay not to have this face!
"Master Zixu, maybe you remembered it wrongly."

Nun Bai Yue said calmly, "Let's not talk about you not being that Taoist priest. Even if you were, you didn't accept any disciples in your early years. Now it's too late. My junior brother has already become a disciple of Mount Emei. After watching the ceremony, he will follow me back to Mount Emei."

"Master, are you competing with me for a disciple?"

"It's not about robbing, but about telling the truth."

You don’t want to grab it, right? Well, if you have the ability, go ahead and I’ll grab it!
(End of this chapter)