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Chapter 253 The Seven Souls Method (Seeking monthly votes!)
Shenjing.

The Yangxin Hall of the Imperial Palace.

"boom!"

The exquisite porcelain, worth hundreds of gold coins, was thrown heavily to the ground, shattering into countless pieces, which terrified the kneeling palace maids and eunuchs who trembled in fear.

"roll!"

The enraged Emperor Chong'an was like a mad, sick lion, waving his thin arms and roaring:
"I am not dead yet!"

"This throne still belongs to me! This world also belongs to me!"

"..."

A beautiful and dignified woman bowed her head and retreated from the main hall amidst shouts of fury.

"Yifei."

The chief eunuch, Tong Bao, spoke in a low voice:
"His Majesty has been unwell these past few days and his temper has been rather volatile. It would be best not to disturb him unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Unwell?" Consort Yi pursed her lips:
"The Rejuvenating Elixir can extend the life of a critically injured person by up to six months, but it does not mean that they will be safe and sound during those six months."

"The next two months..."

She glanced at Tong Bao and said slowly:

"His Majesty's consciousness will descend into madness, almost like a demon, and there will be no difference between being alive and dead."

"Consort Yi." Tong Bao's expression changed:
"This is disobedient talk."

"Eunuch Tong." Consort Yi chuckled.
"Since there are no outsiders here, let's speak frankly. I'd like to know if His Majesty will issue an edict summoning the Third Prince back to the capital?"

Why return to Beijing at this time?
Naturally, he should inherit the throne!
As the birth mother of the Third Prince, Consort Yi gained status through her son and naturally wanted her son to succeed her as the legitimate heir of the Great Qi Dynasty.

“Consort Yi…” Tong Bao glanced around and lowered his voice:
"Your Majesty does indeed have this intention, but the front lines are fraught with danger. General Cao Jian is no ordinary bandit. If he is not stopped, he will become a major threat to the court and may even overturn the world's situation. Therefore, even if Your Majesty wants the Third Prince to return, the court officials will not allow him to return at this time."

"Wait another month or two, and maybe things will turn around then."

"Is that so?" Consort Yi's expression remained unchanged.
"I heard that many martial arts masters have joined the rebels, which is why my son's battle has become so difficult."

"Seventh Princess..."

"They have good relationships with all the major sects in the martial arts world."

Tong Bao lowered his head and remained silent.

"His Majesty won't live much longer, there's nothing to hide." Consort Yi glanced back at the Hall of Mental Cultivation:
"A country cannot be without a ruler for a day, nor a family without a head of household for a day. I would like to know what arrangements Your Majesty has made?"

"..." Tong Bao's eyes flickered, and he paused before saying:
"His Majesty has already drafted an edict appointing the Third Prince as Grand Commander of the Nine Armies, granting him the authority to control all the troops in the realm."

Consort Yi smiled.

"However, at the same time, an imperial decree was issued that if the Seventh Princess wished, she could be relieved of her 'Yuzhen' Daoist title and return to the palace."

Tong Bao continued:
"Your Majesty, in the end, loves your own children the most."

Ok?
Consort Yi's face darkened.

What exactly does Your Majesty mean?
Should the throne be given to my son or to that wretched woman?

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she pondered something. After a long while, she took out a gold ingot from her person and handed it to Tong Bao.

"Consort Yi, no."

"Take it!"

"Yes."

After seeing Consort Yi off, Tong Bao cautiously returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, only to see Emperor Chong'an looking at him with a gloomy expression.

"Pfft!"

Tong Bao's face turned deathly pale, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground.
"His Majesty!"

"You traitorous dog!" Emperor Chong'an's face twitched as he clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful punch from the air.

"Peng!"

The violent energy blasted Tong Bao, who had the cultivation of a Martial Saint, away, leaving him coughing up blood and unable to move.

Emperor's Dragon Fist!

The enraged and frenzied Emperor Chong'an, supported by the effects of the Guiyuan Duoming Pill, actually regained some of the strength he had in his prime.

"what!"

With a single punch, Emperor Chong'an suddenly clutched his head and screamed in agony, blood seeping from his eyes, his expression twisted and terrifying.

"quick!"

"His Majesty has fallen ill."

Tong Bao was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, but dared not show it, instead clutching his chest and shouting:

"Go quickly and summon the imperial physician."

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The autumn wind is bleak.

The leaves have fallen and turned yellow.

Old Huang was sweeping up the fallen leaves with a broom in his hand.

Under the pavilion.

The aroma of tea overflows.

Princess Yuzhen, Qi Wanyan, skillfully brewed, steeped, and prepared tea with graceful movements, as if performing an art form.

"master."

I don’t know how long it took.

She stopped what she was doing, presented the brewed tea to Zhu Ju, and said slowly:
"The White Tiger Breaking Kill Heart Technique and the Righteous Qi Gong are both techniques that the imperial court collected from the common people."

"Among them, the Righteous Qi Gong originated from the Heroic Alliance two hundred years ago, whose leader was a Vajra Realm Martial Saint."

"The White Tiger Breaking Killing Heart Technique has never been used by a Vajra Realm cultivator, but it is still quite extraordinary."

Zhu Ju sat opposite him, flipping through two books.

This is the benefit of taking the Seventh Princess Qi Wanyan as a disciple; one can easily acquire many divine martial arts techniques.

This includes many martial arts techniques that have been rumored to have been lost to time.

If the other party becomes emperor, they will have access to all sorts of secret manuals treasured in the imperial treasury.

"master."

Qi Wanyan's beautiful eyes sparkled:
"My martial arts instructors have said that the key to martial arts is quality, not quantity. You can achieve great things by focusing on one skill, but being distracted by other things will only hinder your progress in martial arts."

"There are many talented people in the world, but those who have mastered all the methods and integrated them are still very few."

“Few, then there must be.” Zhu Ju looked up, intrigued.

"Who has ever done it?"

“This…” Qi Wanyan thought for a moment and said:
"Three thousand years ago, the Buddhist holy monk Mani secluded himself on Tianfo Mountain for forty-nine years. He comprehended supernatural powers from many Buddhist secret methods and created the seventy-two unique skills of Buddhism that we know today. Most of them are directly related to the realm of divine treasure. It is because of him that the ancestral temple of Buddhism, Dachan Temple, exists today."

"He is naturally one of them."

"The holy monk Mani, who single-handedly brought prosperity to Buddhism, is a legendary figure." Zhu Ju nodded.
"It's normal that he's one of them."

"Two thousand years ago, a man first became a Confucian scholar, then a military general, and finally a seeker of the Dao. At the age of one hundred, he advanced to the Divine Martial Saint atop Tianwen Mountain, attaining the Vajra Realm in one day, the Sumeru Realm in three days, and becoming a mortal immortal in seven days." Qi Wanyan solemnly declared.
He was known as the Man Who Asked the Way of Heaven.

"This senior is elusive, yet he left behind three volumes of Daoist scriptures, which helped three masters reach the level of Sumeru, and he was one of them."

"Incredible!" Zhu Ju exclaimed.
"This person seems to be the only one who has been certified as an immortal."

Legend has it that above the Sumeru Realm lies another realm, known by martial artists of this world as the Land Immortal.

Over thousands of years, several powerful individuals who resembled immortals have appeared.

But without a doubt, the only truly recognized immortal being is this Heavenly Seeker who left behind three volumes of Daoist scriptures.

"There is one more person."

Qi Wanyan frowned slightly and continued:
"This man is cold-hearted and ungrateful by nature, yet he claims to be acting on the will of Heaven, and with a single long sword, he defeats all the masters in the world."

"Although he only lived for fifty years, no one could rival him!"

"He can learn any martial art in the world with just one glance, master it after one practice, and surpass his master after ten practice sessions. Others can't achieve the same level of understanding in a single day as others do in a lifetime. He created the Heavenly Will Technique, which became famous far and wide."

"Although I don't like this person, I have to admire his talent in martial arts, that's one reason."

"Zhou Shukuang, the first sect leader of the Heavenly Will Sect, a prince from the previous dynasty who abandoned the throne to pursue martial arts." Zhu Ju lightly waved his whisk:
"Indeed remarkable."

“There’s one more person.” Qi Wanyan’s spirits lifted:
"This man came from humble beginnings and learned the Long Fist from a martial arts school in the countryside. He dominated the world with his thirty-six styles of fist techniques and was invincible."

"The world's martial arts and countless methods are no match for his seemingly ordinary fist techniques, which is also one of the reasons why he was able to quell the chaos and establish a new dynasty."

"Yeah." Zhu Ju nodded:
"The founding emperor of the Great Qi was born with inner wisdom. No amount of martial arts techniques could match his discerning eyes. He was truly remarkable."

"These individuals are all capable of mastering all techniques yet remain unconstrained by material things; they are truly extraordinary."

He smiled again as he spoke.

"The teachers are different."

“The path I have taken is different from theirs. When I look at other people’s methods, I only learn from them in one or two ways.”

They are definitely different.

Others who cultivate martial arts will eventually open a divine treasure, then explore its potential, temper their physical body and martial will, until their martial will transforms from the ethereal to the real, achieving what others cannot, and finally attaining the Vajra Sumeru.

And he.

The spirit is lively and connected with the soul; what is sought is the primordial spirit, while the increase in physical strength is secondary.

"master."

Qi Wanyan's beautiful eyes moved:
"While the Divine Treasure Martial Arts are extraordinary, the key lies in the methods for tempering the physical body and strengthening the divine will."

"These kinds of techniques are mostly secret methods passed down orally and not recorded in writing. Although the Forbidden City has such traditions, even I can hardly borrow them. Only the emperor is qualified to look at them."

"It's alright," Zhu Ju said with a faint smile.
"I am already content to have obtained the Divine Treasure Martial Arts."

“Like this…” Qi Wanyan touched her smooth chin and said:

"I specifically asked a few friends about this, and I did manage to find out a few methods that the master had mentioned."

"Oh!" Zhu Ju sat up straight:
"tell me the story."

"The Thousand Swords Chaotic Heart Technique of the Liu family of Western Shu is an extremely profound and difficult-to-master skill," Qi Wanyan said.
"The head of the Liu family is only a first-grade grandmaster, but there was once a Vajra Martial Saint in the Liu family's ancestors."

"That martial saint's swordsmanship is superb, with a thousand variations. It is said that the Ten Thousand Swords Technique alone has tens of thousands of sword moves, and it is difficult for anyone but those with extraordinary talent to master it. It is similar to the Heavenly Will Technique of the Heavenly Will Sect."

Ok?
Zhu Ju seemed to be lost in thought.

Among the seven souls, two are quite special: Tianchong and Linghui.

Tianchong

Also known as Tiancong.

This spirit governs one's thoughts and intentions. By connecting with this spirit, one can easily grasp countless methods and master them after just one reading.

Many extremely complex cultivation techniques can only be practiced when this soul is opened.

The divine treasure opened by the Heavenly Will Sect is this very soul.

Therefore, the leaders of the Heavenly Will Sect throughout the ages have all been martial arts masters, proficient in countless extraordinary skills and techniques, and possessed remarkable strength.

But again.

This soul is too mysterious; even in this world, it seems that no one else besides the Heavenly Will Sect is connected to it.

Never thought.

Qi Wanyan was able to find a lineage outside of the Heavenly Will Sect.

"besides."

Qi Wanyan continued:

“There was once a practice called Tathagata Mantra at Dabei Temple, which is said to open up supreme wisdom.”

"This technique also meets Master's requirements."

Spiritual wisdom and spirit!
The characters 智 (zhì) and 慧 (huì) are not the same.

wisdom,
It represents wit.

Photographic memory and mental arithmetic speed fall into this category.

Wisdom.

It represents wisdom and innate talent.

Outwardly, people with wisdom appear no different from ordinary people, and may even seem more foolish.

However, they possess an insight that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and they are often able to see through illusions and get straight to the point.

Tathagata's Dharma Mantra

The connection should be with the spirit and wisdom soul.

Other spirits, vital spirits, and central spirits all have corresponding divine martial arts techniques, but these two spirits are extremely rare.

in this way.

The methods for the Seven Souls Dharma have all been established.

"master."

Qi Wanyan spoke:
"If I ascend the throne, I will certainly issue a decree to obtain these two inheritances for you, to repay your kindness in teaching me."

"..." Zhu Ju seemed to be thinking about something, paused for a moment, and then said:
"What do you need me to do?"

"Simple." Qi Wanyan smiled, her smile as bright as a blooming flower, illuminating the entire courtyard.

The gentle breeze and bright moon were so beautiful that one couldn't bear to look away.

"Please accompany me to Jiuwang Mountain to preside over the ceremony for me."

…………

About a hundred miles from the capital, there is an inconspicuous mountain called Jiuwang Mountain.

At the beginning of the Great Qi Dynasty, nine royal divine warriors died in battle here, hence the name.

later.

It gradually became a burial place for royal children.

The Seventh Princess's mother, Consort Yun, died of a serious illness. Emperor Chong'an decreed that a tomb be built for her at Jiuwang Mountain.

each year.

She would go to pay her respects.

This year is certainly no exception.

"Princess Yuzhen".

The carriage stopped, and a sound came from outside the carriage:

"Here is the place."

(End of this chapter)