Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 265

Leng Feibai reached out and caught the bamboo slip. Just as he was about to say something, Bei Mingzi had already disappeared.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai shook his head and waved his hand towards the chaotic forest.

The forest that he had just disturbed with his true qi was instantly restored to its original state, as if it had never been damaged.

As soon as the forest recovered, the scent of the red pine tree appeared in his senses.

"Hello, junior brother!"

Before Leng Feibai could turn around, Chisongzi's voice had already come over.

Leng Feibai turned around and saw Chisongzi looking at him with a gentle expression.

"Senior Brother Head!"

Leng Feibai cupped his hands in a respectful bow and said with a smile, "What's this?"

"I saw some noise coming from the back hill, so I came over to check it out!"

Chisongzi looked around at the woods but didn't find anything strange. He continued to ask, "Was that commotion you made, Junior Brother?"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai scratched his head and said, "I just tried to comprehend the Myriad Rivers Autumn Waters and made some progress, so I'm giving it a try."

After saying that, Leng Feibai raised his arms, and three giant tornadoes rose from the ground behind him and five feet away on both sides, swirling around him.

Upon seeing this, Chisongzi's face lit up with delight, and he quickly said, "Attack! Let your brother give it a try!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai's lips twitched slightly. When he unleashed the three tornadoes around him to attack Chisongzi, he secretly drained 98% of their power.

Three tornadoes came one after another. Chisongzi did not dare to be careless. He mobilized his true energy to condense a protective barrier in front of him, allowing the tornadoes to crash into it.

When the first tornado struck, Chisongzi felt as if a tremendous force had crashed into him. Even though his cultivation was close to the state of oneness with heaven and man, he was still sent flying by the tornado on the spot.

"not good"

Chisongzi activated his true energy to stabilize his body, and at the same time, rows of dark blue characters rose up behind him and surrounded him.

"The sky cleared after the snow?"

Leng Feibai immediately pointed out the move that Chisongzi had used, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected that he would force Chisongzi to use this move.

"After the snow clears, the sky brightens," is one of the superior sword techniques of Taoism.

Both the Heavenly Sect and the Human Sect can study it, but because the internal cultivation methods are different, the manifestations are also different.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai caused the second and third tornadoes to collide with it at that very moment.

But at the moment of impact, Leng Feibai held on for three to five breaths before dispersing the tornado, while simultaneously breaking out in a sweat.

"As expected of the sect leader, junior brother admits defeat."

Leng Feibai cupped his hands in greeting, and Chi Songzi dispersed the surrounding barrier and laughed, "Not bad, not bad. Junior Brother, you've only been in the sect for a month, yet you've already mastered the Autumn Water of Ten Thousand Rivers to this level. In the future, our Heavenly Sect will have another pillar of strength."

Leng Feibai smiled upon hearing this and quickly said, "Sect Leader, I'm quite fond of the 'After the Snowfall' move. May I ask..."

"Just go to the library and find the sword manual yourself!"

Chisongzi said with a smile, "Remember, the books in the library can only be viewed inside the library and cannot be taken out of the library."

Leng Feibai nodded after hearing this, and used the Snow-Treading Without a Trace technique to fly out into the air.

"Junior brother..."

A hint of amusement flashed across Chishongzi's aged face before he turned and disappeared.

The next moment, outside the bamboo house where Bei Mingzi lived.

Chisongzi appeared out of thin air and bowed to the bamboo house.

"Uncle-Master, your disciple requests an audience."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo house door opened wide, gesturing for Chisongzi to enter.

Inside the bamboo building, Bei Mingzi slightly shook his hand, causing the teapot on the table to fly up and pour himself two cups of tea.

After entering, Chisongzi sat opposite Beimingzi, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Disciple greets Martial Uncle."

Bei Mingzi nodded and asked, "Did you come here for Qingyang?"

Chisongzi nodded, then frowned and said, "Just now, I tested Junior Brother Qingyang and found that his 'Ten Thousand Rivers Autumn Water' technique has improved rapidly, so I came to inform my master. After all, our Heavenly Sect's techniques emphasize gradual progress. If Junior Brother rushes things, he might damage his foundation and leave behind future troubles."

Bei Mingzi was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly said, "Tell me the whole story of your fight with Qingyang, without missing a single detail."

Chisongzi dared not delay and recounted the entire fight in detail.

Listening to Chisongzi's description, Beimingzi immediately realized that Leng Feibai was hiding his true strength. Otherwise, judging from his appearance in the forest just now and the fact that he was able to force Guiguzi to retreat, he would never have been brought to this state by Chisongzi.

Fortunately, Chisongzi was unaware that he had defeated Guiguzi; otherwise, many more troubles might have arisen for no reason.

"I am already aware of this matter!"

Bei Mingzi's expression remained unchanged, his tone as steady as Mount Tai, "That kid's talent is indeed frighteningly strong, otherwise I wouldn't have snatched him from my nephew Danyang. You go back first, and I'll remind him when he returns. Also, have Danyang come to see me later."

Although Chisongzi did not understand Beimingzi's meaning, he did not ask any further questions, nodded in acknowledgment, and then withdrew.

Meanwhile, near the Tianzong Library.

Leng Feibai looked up twice and walked straight to the gate.

Upon seeing this, two young disciples guarding the door immediately stepped forward and questioned, "Who are you, and why are you trespassing in the library?"

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai took out his identity token and said, "This humble Taoist is Qingyang. Please allow me to pass."

Upon seeing the token, the two disciples naturally dared not stop them and immediately stepped aside.

Leng Feibai nodded and was about to go in, but in an instant, the face of the disciple on his left triggered his memories.

Looking at the man's face, Leng Feibai raised an eyebrow, stopped, turned around, and asked, "What is your Daoist name?"

Upon hearing this, the disciple was taken aback and quickly replied, "Reporting to my master, I am merely an outer disciple and have not yet been accepted as a disciple by any elder, so I do not have a Daoist name. My worldly name is Xiao Ling."

Leng Feibai then remembered the guy's identity: Xiao Ling, the male protagonist of the Qin's Moon spin-off animation, Luo Shengtang Xia.

In order to find his younger sister, he secretly infiltrated the Yin-Yang School for five years, but was later exposed and killed.

"Practice well."

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he went straight inside.

Xiao Ling and another disciple exchanged a glance, their faces full of confusion.

Inside the library, Leng Feibai quickly found the sword manual that recorded the story of the first clear day after the snow and began to study it.

Having memorized the qi circulation routes recorded in the sword manual, Leng Feibai put the book back and prepared to leave.

But just then, a few seal script characters on a nearby shelf caught his eye.

"Qimen Dunjia! I didn't expect the Heavenly Sect to have collected this stuff as well."

Leng Feibai looked at the handwriting and immediately went forward to take a look.

Perhaps because of the Feng Hou Qi Men, Qi Men Dun Jia is Leng Feibai's greatest hobby besides martial arts, talisman magic, and medicine.

This method was first created by the Yellow Emperor, and consists of a total of 4,380 formations.

Later, Feng Hou, a senior minister of the Yellow Emperor, reduced it to 1,080 formations. After Jiang Taigong studied Qimen Dunjia, he further reduced it to 72 formations.

Finally, Zhang Liang, one of the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty, reduced it to eighteen chapters.

During the Tianlong era, Leng Feibai learned the Eighteen Formations of Qimen Dunjia left by Zhang Liang through Su Xinghe.

Unfortunately, only a few volumes of the vast collection contained basic knowledge of Qimen Dunjia, which left Leng Feibai with a long-standing regret.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai immediately picked up a bamboo scroll and began to study it carefully. He remained engrossed in the scroll for an unknown amount of time until a soft cough sounded.

"cough cough"

Upon hearing the voice, Leng Feibai turned around and looked over.

Seeing Bei Mingzi looking at him calmly, Leng Feibai felt a moment of embarrassment and quickly put down the bamboo scroll in his hand, saying, "Master, hello."

"Um"

Bei Mingzi said calmly, "I came out to look for you because you hadn't returned all afternoon. I didn't expect you to have spent the whole afternoon in the library."

As Bei Mingzi spoke, he glanced at the bamboo slip in Leng Feibai's hand.

"Are you studying Taigong Qimen?"

Hearing Bei Mingzi's words, Leng Feibai nodded and said awkwardly, "This disciple is somewhat curious about Qimen Dunjia, so..."

Upon hearing this, Bei Mingzi asked directly, "A month and a half ago, Wang Jian launched an attack on Yan. Li Xin was ordered to lead troops to scout ahead, but they were ambushed by an illusionary formation on the way. Are you aware of this incident?"

"It was indeed done by your disciple."

Leng Feibai told the lie with a straight face, "Two years ago, when I went out of the city to play, I met a middle-aged man who had fainted from hunger in the forest. I gave him some dry food and water, and he left me with several bamboo scrolls wrapped in animal skins."

After hearing this, Bei Mingzi didn't ask any further questions, but calmly said, "Go back and rest. Once you have mastered the mental cultivation method I taught you, I will arrange for someone to teach you the art of Qimen Dunjia. However, this is quite difficult to cultivate, so remember not to delay your practice."

After saying that, Bei Mingzi disappeared from Leng Feibai's sight.

A year later, a roar echoed throughout the entire Heavenly Sect from the courtyard where an elder resided.

"Qingyang, get out of here."

The next moment, Leng Feibai was ushered out of the house by a middle-aged man with black hair and a goatee.

Leng Feibai stood there blankly, a hint of speechlessness flashing in his eyes.

All I did was ask a few more questions, why did I get so angry?

Just then, two disciples of the Heavenly Sect happened to pass by.

One of them joked, "Uncle-Master Qingyang, you've been kicked out by Uncle-Master Linguang again!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai turned around and smiled, "Qinghuai, Qingsong, do you two want me to give you some pointers on your martial arts?"

Upon hearing this, the two shivered, said "Disciple takes his leave," and quickly ran out.

What a joke! Asking Leng Feibai for martial arts advice is not advice, it's asking for a beating.

After all, Leng Feibai's strength is now second only to Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi in the Heavenly Sect. Of course, this is Leng Feibai's performance after deliberately hiding his true strength.

If he held nothing back, he could wipe out the Heavenly Sect a dozen times in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

A moment later, inside the bamboo building, Bei Mingzi, who was meditating, sensed the change in the surrounding airflow and slowly opened his eyes.

The air currents rapidly converged in front of him, and Leng Feibai's figure appeared.

"Greetings, Master!"

Leng Feibai bowed to Bei Mingzi, who raised his head slightly and said calmly, "You've been kicked out again. This is the sixth elder to expel you from the courtyard in the past eight months."

"hehe!"

Leng Feibai smiled awkwardly. Since joining the Heavenly Sect, he had spent three months mastering all the various Taoist techniques.

Upon seeing this, Bei Mingzi, as agreed, arranged for an elder skilled in Qimen Dunjia to instruct Leng Feibai.

But in less than two months, Leng Feibai had exhausted all the knowledge the elder had about Qimen Dunjia. Leng Feibai could even ask questions that stumped the elder.

Stumped by the question, the elder angrily pushed Leng Feibai out of the courtyard.

Later, over the next six months, Leng Feibai visited several elders in the Heavenly Sect who were skilled in medicine, formations, and even swordsmanship, one by one, and the result was...

Leng Feibai then quietly defended himself, "It's just that there were some differences in academic exchanges, so naturally we argued. Don't worry, Master, I have a very good relationship with those elders!"

"It's good that you know the truth!"

Bei Mingzi closed his eyes and said, "Qingyang, how long have you been in the Heavenly Sect?"

Leng Feibai was taken aback upon hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Judging by the time, it's about one year and five days!"

"We've stayed on the mountain long enough!"

After Bei Mingzi finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a long sword flew out from the cabinet behind him and hovered between the two of them.

Leng Feibai narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the sword in front of him.

The sword was entirely crimson, with a sharp edge, and a faint crimson sword aura shimmered within it.

"This sword is named Zhanlu, and it is ranked eighth in the sword manual."

Bei Mingzi stroked his beard and said, "You have been in the Heavenly Sect for a year now, it is time for you to go down the mountain and travel around. This sword is for your self-defense, go down the mountain in a few days."

Leng Feibai's face was full of disbelief. He nodded and said, "Then I will go down the mountain to travel in three days. I just don't know when I can return to the mountain?"

"It could take anywhere from six months to a year!"

Bei Mingzi calmly said, "Remember, if you encounter any foreign armies committing atrocities, be sure to conceal your identity before dealing with them!"

Leng Feibai nodded, stepped forward to take the Zhanlu Sword, and then disappeared from the spot.

Seeing Leng Feibai leave, Bei Mingzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at another place, "Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chisongzi emerged from the house with a look of lingering fear. He bowed deeply to Beimingzi and said, "Thank you, Uncle-Master. Junior Brother Qingyang's talent is truly terrifying. Although the six elders have gained some understanding under his guidance over the past six months, ultimately, ultimately..."

Chisongzi couldn't continue. His six fellow disciples were all outstanding in their respective fields of Qimen Dunjia, swordsmanship, medicine, and formations, but in just a few months, they were defeated and left dejected by Leng Feibai.

Left with no other choice, Chisongzi had to go to Beimingzi to discuss letting Leng Feibai go down the mountain for a period of training.

This would prevent him from staying inside the sect and bothering his fellow disciples.

Inside the courtyard, Leng Feibai was packing his luggage.

Bei Mingzi sent him down the mountain, probably just to give those Heavenly Sect elders who were bothering him to no end an explanation.

That's good, it allows me to go out and travel around.

This is a good opportunity to visit the Tomb of the Six Sages in Daze Mountain and learn about the strongest Earthly Rule Twenty-Four. You can also secretly go to Sanghai City and taste the delicious shark fin soup with bear paw.

Having planned his trip, Leng Feibai stretched and prepared to set off.

But just then, Chishongzi's presence appeared outside the door.

"Sect Leader, are you here to comfort me?"

As Leng Feibai spoke, he raised his hand and waved, opening the courtyard gate. Only Chi Songzi looked at him with an embarrassed expression.

"Junior brother!"

Chishongzi walked in and quickly said, "I came just to say..."

"Senior brother, you're welcome!"

Leng Feibai explained directly, "Don't worry, I'm not angry, and I also want to go down the mountain for a walk."

Seeing Leng Feibai's completely composed demeanor, Chi Songzi suddenly felt somewhat ashamed.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai then asked, "Senior brother, how much longer until the competition at the Observation Platform between the Heavenly and Human Sects?"

"Two more years? What's wrong?"

Leng Feibai chuckled again after hearing this, "Oh, I was afraid that I would miss the competition if I was too busy traveling around the mountain. Alright, senior brother. I'll come back when the battle at Guanmiao Platform is about to begin. That way, those senior brothers' anger should subside by then."

(End of this chapter)