Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 157 Wings Take Flight, Three Riders Head to the Sea

three days later.

Sword-Asking Platform...

Sunlight filtered through the trees on both sides, casting long shadows.

The four hundred disciples stood silently in the air, casting long shadows that gave the impression of a formidable military force.

Everyone looked at the young man ahead, their eyes filled with fervor.

If, during the first seven-day sword training, some people believed it and some did not, even those who joined were in a wait-and-see mode.

But now, no one has any other ideas.

He had only one thought: to keep up with the young sect leader...

With just a few pointers from the young sect leader, I could avoid taking twenty years of detours.

No, not just twenty years.

It could very well be a lifetime.

Just like Chen Rong, the second disciple of Meng Hu Ao, who was taught the Greedy Wolf Spear Technique, he considered himself to be one of the best among his peers.

Apart from Yue Lingfeng, the great genius of Wangtian Cliff, and Yu Qingshan, the senior brother of this lineage, his spear skills are already considered to be hard to match.

He could fight on the battlefield, conquer all sides, earn a reputation, make meritorious contributions, and secure honors for his wife and children.

Even the way his fellow disciples addressed each other had already subtly bestowed the title of "Greedy Wolf Spear" upon him.

The results of it.

Since arriving on the mountain, we have fought several battles in succession.

He realized that he was nothing.

Not only could he not beat his junior brothers and sisters whose reputations were on par with his own, but he might not even be able to beat the disciples ranked more than one hundred.

Looking around, each one was an extremely dangerous expert.

How is this still playing?
The most embarrassing thing is that some younger guys who joined the school five, six, or even seven or eight years later than me, guys who used to follow me around like innocent little lambs, can easily defeat me.

This is no longer a matter of losing face; it represents a complete upheaval in one's entire outlook on life.

"My usual pride in my skills is utterly insignificant in the eyes of true masters. The deeper one learns, the more one realizes that the art of marksmanship is as profound and unfathomable as the ocean and the mountains..."

Sometimes, following the right person is ten or a hundred times more important than practicing the right skills or doing the right things.

Chen Rong wasn't the only one who thought this way.

After three days of careful instruction, Zuo Sanqiu, Wang Qishan, and the other direct disciples of both lineages fully understood it.

From this day forward, the Heavenly Star Sect will never be the same again.

As these disciples went to different places, they stayed in their respective locations.

The entire Tianxing Mountain Range, while not impregnable, is at least a place where anyone who dares to trespass would be courting death.

To have such a powerful force in one's hands.

Lu Wubing felt he should say something...

He created this situation by his own hand, and of course he doesn't want these people to act recklessly and bring about their own destruction.

"Since ancient times, martial arts cultivation has depended entirely on an individual's natural talent and comprehension. Once one's talent is inferior to others, one can only remain subordinate to them for life, never able to surpass them. Are you satisfied with this situation?"

"Not convinced!"

Hundreds of disciples shouted angrily in unison.

Who among those who practice martial arts doesn't dream of being invincible?

Who wouldn't feel pain and sorrow because of their lack of talent?
In the past, I watched those geniuses leave others far behind, while I toiled day and night but made very little progress.

The thought of spending one's entire life trapped in poverty, struggling to even support a family—who wouldn't suffer sleepless nights?
Everyone wants a tremendous opportunity to fall into their lap.

And now, the opportunity is right in front of us, right in our own hands...

Lu Wubing took a deep breath, looked at the sharp and spirited faces, and smiled: "There's not much I can do, except to quickly improve your combat strength to what it is now, so that you can defend yourselves and save your lives."

However, to take it a step further, or even several steps further, what is needed is not some clever tricks, but a profound foundation.

If the first stage is about seeking outwards to obtain the strongest swordsmanship and the strongest power...

The second stage is about looking inward, cultivating one's mind and body, diligently practicing internal skills, and refining swordsmanship...

It doesn't matter if you don't make progress in a month or a year. As long as you accumulate enough experience and practice diligently year after year, you will eventually succeed.

"Of course, if you truly achieve outstanding feats, as the young sect leader, I might be able to lend you a hand to help you break through a certain bottleneck and make rapid progress once again."

Lu Wubing spoke very frankly this time.

To be clear, these initial teachings and guidance were meant for everyone who saw them...

But the support won't continue indefinitely.

Having reached this level, you have to rely on your own hard work and accumulation to acquire certain skills.

Want to be taken care of again? Fine, exchange your merits for it.

What merits?
Then there's no need to spell it out; those who know, know.

Upon hearing this, the four hundred disciples below all roared with excitement, thinking about how to go down the mountain to make contributions and expand the territory for their young master...

These people aren't fools.

Of course I know what to do.

Even some of the younger disciples, who were only ten years old, would be guided by the older disciples if they didn't understand something.

"What? You don't know what merit is? Then don't think about it. Just focus on cultivating your internal strength and swordsmanship, and follow the young sect leader's orders."

"Of course, the young sect leader may not have many tasks assigned on a daily basis, and not everyone may be able to seize the opportunity."

When there's no opportunity, do your best to contribute to the sect, fight for territory, kill enemies, and gather wealth and resources..."

Lu Wubing spent three days stimulating the vital energy of the more than 280 new disciples.

He then taught these disciples to master the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist in a short period of time, mimicking the movements to achieve proficiency and gain an additional five to six hundred pounds of strength.

In other words, in a very short period of time, he made all four hundred disciples, at the very least, become strongmen weighing a thousand pounds.

Combined with internal strength, even disregarding swordsmanship, his physical strength alone would place him among the second-rate masters in the martial arts world.

Even more ruthless is...

Building upon this foundation, he taught some disciples who had only reached the ninth or eighth rank of swordsmanship the advanced level of the [Flowing Light Sword Style].
For some of the personal disciples who have cultivated their internal strength to the seventh or sixth rank, they are taught the Great Completion Realm [Flowing Light Sword Style].

It's not that I intentionally differentiate between close and distant relationships...

Rather, it's because the [Flowing Light Sword Style] at the Great Completion stage consumes a lot of internal energy, and those with insufficient internal energy cannot sustain it.

Even if one can exert all their sword skills, they will exhaust all their internal energy in one or two strikes.

At the same time, due to insufficient internal strength, they cannot exert their full combat power.

but no matter.

Even the lowest-ranking disciple present, using a ninth-grade initial stage cultivation with only one meridian open, to execute the [Flowing Light Sword Style] of the Proficiency Realm, is considered quite impressive in the martial arts world.

Even when facing someone like Lu Zhonggui, the fifth disciple of the East Sea Sword Sect, who once single-handedly caused the entire Lu family of Jiangzhou to live in constant fear, he was able to take his life within three sword strikes.

Even against Wei Zhongming, the scarred-faced swordsman and the strongest disciple under Gu Zhongting, he could fight to a standstill and had a relatively high chance of winning.

There were more than three hundred such experts present.

There were also more than forty others who had cultivated to the seventh rank or above and whose sword techniques had reached the pinnacle. Each of them was comparable to the four young masters of Jiangnan in the past.

The top disciples, some even surpassed him.

Lu Wubing dared not say what kind of enormous storm such an extremely powerful force could stir up in the world if used properly.

However, the current crisis facing the Tianxing Sect, and the various ups and downs in the martial arts world, can be completely disregarded.

What about the Three Peaks Alliance, the invasion of the Demonic Sect, and the war between two countries...?

For them, it was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Let them gain more experience and grow up.

Lu Wubing will soon control a force that will shake the entire world.

"Next, the Tianxing Sect will open its gates wide and reclaim all the territories it had previously lost. Senior Brother Yu will lead the troops in this expansion, with Uncle Li overseeing the operation."

Lu Wubing looked at Yu Qingshan.

This person was born to be an unparalleled warrior. Not only was he incredibly strong and resilient, but he was also incredibly determined and indomitable... He even had a rebellious streak on the back of his head.

Anyone like that, given a chance, can thrive.

He is the perfect person to be pioneering and enterprising.

If used properly, it can be an unparalleled sword.

If you don't use it properly, you'll cut yourself.

However, Lu Wubing was not some weak and helpless so-called "lord". He could suppress his opponents at will, take their lives at any time, and even had the means to make their strength improve again.

I'm not worried at all that this guy has ulterior motives.

Just use it as much as you can.

"I will obey the young sect leader's orders, even at the cost of my life."

Yu Qingshan has lost some of his irritability and capriciousness.

Looking at him now, one could see that he stood still, leaning on his spear, like a majestic mountain, his aura deep and still.

Clearly, while his combat strength has greatly improved, his temperament has also become much more composed.

The arrogance in my heart has been worn away, and reverence has been instilled deep within my soul. That's good enough...

How can we not feel awe?
Yu Qingshan appeared confident and spoke sweet words.

Deep down, she was quite uneasy, and her gaze toward Lu Wubing was full of disbelief.

'What kind of monster is this?'

He beat himself three times a day, each meal different, until he felt utterly hopeless.

He had eagerly offered up the [Great Sun Glazed Golden Body], and within a single day, he had mastered it to the Great Perfection stage, slightly surpassing his own current realm.

Three days later, his crystal body was perfectly formed, his entire body becoming flawless and complete...

With his own strength, he fired a single shot, but it didn't even leave a white mark. It was as if he had struck an extremely slippery steel plate; the force missed the mark the moment it touched the surface.

Not to mention the extremely powerful recoil force.

He suspected that this kind of body, which was trained to be as smooth as glass, could withstand a direct hit from a siege crossbow without getting hurt, and would even shatter the huge crossbow bolt.

Let's set aside swordsmanship and strength for now.

Yu Qingshan suspected that if he were to fight this young sect leader's junior brother to the death, even if he were to be exhausted to the point of vomiting blood, he would not be able to break through his golden body defense.

If such a person goes berserk, even ten of himself put together wouldn't be enough to kill him.

Even with a massive army, they couldn't stop his decapitation strike tactics.

Faced with this situation, what is there for Yu Qingshan to be proud of?
Aside from obeying orders and striving for a bright future, he had no other ideas.

Fortunately, Yu Qingshan's goal from childhood to adulthood has only been to make meritorious contributions, gain fame and honor.

It doesn't matter who he follows. If someone can win his heart and soul and make him serve them wholeheartedly, then it's not impossible.

Didn't you see that even Li Feiying, the godfather who was standing at a distance, secretly listening, had put aside all his schemes and obediently followed orders?

Sometimes, people have to learn to accept their fate.

You have to comfort yourself, cheer up, and joyfully welcome your destiny.

……

"As for expanding revenue sources in various places, I will trouble Senior Brother Shen to take good care of it. If there is anything you don't understand, please ask Uncle Shen."

"Rest assured, young sect leader, my Shen family has gathered quite a few capable individuals over the years. While we may not be able to govern a local area well, managing some industries and making profits is not difficult for us."

This time, Shen Wanjian didn't act silly. When he got serious, he was quite trustworthy.

The Taiping army outside the city.

As far as Lu Wubing knew, apart from his elderly and almost immobile grand-uncle Fang Taiping, Shen Wanjian handled all the daily troop training, logistics, military campaigns, and bandit suppression.

He managed it very well.

They organized this 3,000-strong army into a well-organized force with considerable combat effectiveness.

The key point is that such a force was able to hide in the fertile mountains and fields, making it impossible for the government to catch them.

That's not simple.

This proves that the guy is good at dealing with outsiders and handles relationships with all parties well.

That's why so many people secretly helped him.

Shen Wanjian's usual carefree and unreliable behavior might just be a cover-up to prevent people from suspecting him.

As for whether he was quick-witted or good at devising ingenious schemes, those were not important to Lu Wubing.

The truly intelligent Shen Xinzhu was not as effective as Shen Wanjian when it came to doing practical things.

Sometimes, people who seem like simple-minded, honest guys are more likely to gain the trust of others.

The same principle applies to leading troops and doing business.

Of course, the most formidable thing is that Shen Wanjian has the seasoned veteran Shen Liancheng watching over him.

This person was able to build such a large fortune right under the noses of the government, at a time when the Tianxing Sect was declining; his methods and character are trustworthy.

"As for Master and Mistress, they are naturally the pillars of stability."

Next, we should recruit many disciples and seek out talented individuals...

Now that the sect has no shortage of resources, it's time to restore the glory days of eight hundred personal disciples and three thousand other disciples.

Lu Wubing cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the Tianxing Palace.

This time, even the master and mistress were arranged.

Seeing this, Ouyang Zheng stroked his beard and smiled wryly, then said seriously, "Alright!"

Qin Huaiying replied, "My disciple, please rest assured. I'll leave the errands to your mistress."

The sound carried far to the Sword-Asking Platform, causing all the disciples to be greatly shaken.

I understand everything in my heart.

The young sect leader before us is practically all-powerful, holding immense authority within the Tianxing Sect, and even the sect leader himself is fully supporting him.

We must never have any other ideas.

Otherwise, the consequences will be dire.

Sure enough, after thanking his master and mistress, Lu Wubing changed the subject and said, "Although the rules of our Tianxing Sect are not very strict, and some things can be forgiven with a beating, there are some rules that must never be broken."

If there is any betrayal of one's master and ancestors, treason, conspiracy, or fratricide, my master and mistress would not tolerate it, but I will not tolerate it.

At best, their martial arts will be crippled, rendering them useless; at worst, they will be killed on the spot, regardless of their status or past achievements.

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere on the Sword-Asking Platform instantly turned cold and somber.

The disciples felt a chill creep into their hearts.

Even Yu Qingshan felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself, "Young Master Junior Brother has such a strong killing intent."

Thinking of a piece of news he had heard recently, he felt a chill and dared not think any further. He immediately agreed.

Even Wu Yunchong, who had been on the mountain for eight years and was as close as family to his fellow disciples, was killed by his own hands.

Moreover, Yu Qingshan had also heard that the third senior brother of Wangtianya had once fled with Lu Wubing in Jiangzhou City, and they had faced life and death side by side.

Their relationship can be described as very close.

People like that were all killed.

Who else is unkillable? Yuan Fei, the sixth senior brother standing at the back of the crowd, shrank back, sensing the chill in Lu Wubing's words.

These days, he has been mentally preparing himself, thinking to himself, "I'm sorry, senior brother. It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that this junior brother is too strange."

His swordsmanship and martial arts skills were too formidable. I feigned surrender and humbled myself, hoping to gather some information.

Fortunately, just as the senior brother said, the junior brother really has no ill intentions towards the sect. As long as you don't offend him to his face, he is very magnanimous.

I simply apologized, and he let bygones be bygones for some past grievances. Surprisingly, he didn't hold back at all and even diligently taught me his swordsmanship and fist techniques.

This approach left Yuan Fei feeling somewhat bewildered.

He discovered that his progress in the past three days was faster than his diligent practice over the past eight or nine years.

The increase in combat power was absolutely insane.

Therefore, I realized how ridiculous my actions were that day.

As a result, Yuan Fei hadn't gone to the back mountain even once in the past three days, only instructing his close old servants to bring him meals.

Furthermore, they passed him a note, subtly and overtly hinting that he should forget the past and focus on his cultivation.

"Eldest brother, oh eldest brother, please don't do anything foolish. It's fine to compete for attention and be a little jealous, but please, please don't hold a grudge or do anything detrimental to him."

I don't want to have to pay respects to one more person every Qingming Festival..."

If it weren't for this ordeal of physical and mental training and improvement in swordsmanship, Yuan Fei would still have some confidence in his senior brother.

At this point, however, all confidence had vanished.

He felt that this junior brother was much stronger and more dangerous than his master, whom he had always respected like a mountain.

Perhaps, under his leadership, the Heavenly Star Sect can truly prosper again, and even surpass its former glory.

Even if Ancestor Han Hai were still alive back then, he never said that he could use such miraculous methods to enable his disciples to comprehend the teachings in one day, saving them decades of effort and allowing them to obtain such formidable strength.

What's most impressive is that this method of improvement doesn't deplete potential, but rather leads the way.

Just like the practice of the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist, when the junior disciple uses the magical acupuncture technique to stimulate acupoints, a powerful force surges within his body, washing over major acupoints and causing the tendons to tremble. That feeling is imprinted directly on the depths of one's soul.

When practicing external martial arts techniques, the most difficult part is not learning them, but mastering them.

Ordinary people have limited energy and blood, so when they try to stimulate it, they feel powerless.

Let alone strengthening the tendons and bones, it is extremely difficult to even locate the twenty-four major tendons.

Only by gradually strengthening the body and promoting the flow of qi and blood can one penetrate the muscles and bones, subtly transforming the physique.

This approach is like the blind men and the elephant, learning as they go and as they go.

Lu Wubing's approach was to draw an elephant diagram in everyone's mind, marking the positions of the major tendons and bones, and then leading his disciples in practicing it several times.

Even the most foolish disciple could practice it several times and memorize it perfectly. Then, their body would naturally improve.

Furthermore, after completing their training, their bodies are not weakened; it's as if they've taken a powerful tonic. Power arises from nothing and grows stronger and stronger.

This kind of training method is something that anyone who has experienced it will never forget.

The rest is simple: just follow this pattern and keep practicing, paying attention to your diet. Sooner or later, you will develop a body as strong as iron, strengthen your blood and organs, and generate a powerful bloodline.

In other words, the young sect leader has already explained all the key points.

And then use strange energy to connect all the meridians...

From now on, as long as you follow the instructions, the rest will be a matter of gradual, painstaking effort.

For thousands of years, no one has ever heard of teaching martial arts in this way.

Life is like everyone's body, cut open with a knife, and seen clearly and plainly.

Every tendon, every bone, every drop of blood was laid bare before his eyes.

Then, everyone made their arrangements, noting the order of how to circulate blood, how to open the meridians, and how to strengthen the tendons and bones...

'Are doctors really that amazing? Why didn't our predecessors think of this?'

The question flashed through Yuan Fei's mind, and he immediately felt ridiculous. It wasn't that the "medical" aid in cultivation was so powerful, but rather that Lu Wubing himself was so powerful.

If the way people are manipulated like puppets when practicing the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist is understandable.

The method of forcibly infusing the Flowing Light Sword Style was something Yuan Fei, with his limited knowledge, could never comprehend.

With his limited imagination, the strongest teaching method he could conceive was to share all his understanding and insights with his disciples.

He meticulously corrected all the disciples' mistakes, bringing their swordsmanship closer to perfection.

In other words, through long-term diligent practice, disciples progress from unfamiliarity to proficiency, then to mastery, and finally to great achievement.

In other words, practice makes perfect, and skill leads to wisdom.

Then, a flash of inspiration struck. From this, he gained exquisite control over the sword technique, achieving perfection.

The time and effort required for this entire process cannot be spared.

But when it came to Lu Wubing, common sense was completely shattered.

He directly instilled the true essence of a sword technique into everyone's mind, making them remember the feeling.

This thing feels like it's completely illogical.

Even if you don't understand it, once you feel it, you'll get it.

Just like a person who has never practiced boxing or strength training, when faced with a life-or-death crisis and their mind goes blank, they may still unleash the power of a tiger and the speed of a leopard.

That's when the feeling comes.

There is a divine will at work, directing everything.

Yuan Fei believed that none of the disciples present, including himself, knew how they drew their swords, how they exerted their strength, how they perfectly integrated their internal energy and blood qi, and how they mobilized all their strength to thrust out that sword.

But as long as you remember that feeling, the sword will be drawn the moment your mind is on it.

It's so fast that others can't even see it.

Even they themselves can't see it clearly.

Whether you've mastered it or not, the sword is real, and the swordsmanship is real too.

The Flowing Light Sword truly appeared as if it were a streak of light.

When he fights his enemies, he uses his skills as if he has practiced for decades.

That's enough.

Yuan Fei thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't figure it out, so he could only regard it as a "miracle".

A true genius leads the entire era, achieving what others cannot.

Someone as mediocre as myself shouldn't overthink things.

No matter how much you think about it, it will only make people laugh.

Just as the young sect leader said, don't overthink it; it's no use doing so.

As long as you persist in practicing this sword technique, and your internal strength becomes profound and your physique becomes powerful, you can practice it thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of times.

Naturally, the body and mind will remember this feeling.

Regardless of the sword style, all can reach the same level.

This is the principle that understanding one law leads to understanding all laws.

From simple to complex, rapid progress...

From this moment on, so-called talent and aptitude are no longer insurmountable barriers to the progress of ordinary people, but rather become a small hill that can be directly crossed.

From this moment on, the fate of all disciples was forever changed.

It is undoubtedly defying fate and changing one's destiny.

Who wouldn't like such a young sect leader, and who would dare not respect him?

If anyone utters even half a word of dissent, they might be attacked from behind by hundreds of sharp swords, leaving them with no place to bury their dead.

Yuan Fei looked at the young man directly in front of him and, for some reason, felt that the young man's face was filled with a divine light, like a god sitting high in the clouds, making him unable to see clearly, yet as if he saw everything.

……

"What kind of tactic is this? Three hundred and eighty second-rate soldiers and forty-three first-rate soldiers..."

Cheng Liangyu's injuries had long been healed, and now he stood aside, full of vigor, observing.

Because she was a guest, and her parents were disciples of the previous elder, no one really treated her as an outsider and rejected her.

Although she wasn't formally incorporated into the main lineage, Lu Wubing wouldn't teach her swordsmanship, nor would he send her away.

For the past three days.

She kept watching.

Initially, I was somewhat dismissive, thinking that Lu Wubing's teaching method was nonsense and lacked any real understanding.

To manipulate people like puppets is tantamount to sacrificing everyone's creativity and inspiration...

Disciples trained in this way will inevitably become rigid in their techniques and be of little use.

The results of it.

Three days passed.

She couldn't believe her eyes.

What's this about being rigid or not?

The weaklings who couldn't even block a single sword strike from me have suddenly become as fierce as tigers and wolves.

With a flash of sword light, it came and went with a whoosh.

Even with her current abilities, she felt it would be extremely difficult to handle.

Moreover, although these people only know one move in their swordsmanship, they are completely unhindered.

His movements were incredibly agile, his sword strikes were instinctive.

"Have I wasted the last ten years practicing my swordsmanship?"

Listen to Lu Wubing giving a speech from the front.

Cheng Liangyu's eyes were glazed over, and a huge sense of frustration rose in his heart.

If I had come to the Heavenly Star Sect earlier, would my parents still be alive?

No, if we had come earlier, this young sect leader wouldn't have been of any use before he even entered the sect.

All I can say is, it’s time and fate.

Thinking back to when she first arrived, she had shamelessly declared that if she could reclaim Mingxin Hall and give 50% of the profits to the Tianxing Sect's main branch, her face flushed with embarrassment.

With such abilities, why would the other party even bother with a mere Mingxintang?

Wouldn't it be better to have all the resources in our own hands?
If we were even more greedy, we could kill ourselves on the spot, then send our troops to attack Donghai County. What resources couldn't we gather then?
Thinking of this, Cheng Liangyu fell silent.

She felt that she really needed to change her attitude.

With the Tianxing Sect on the verge of great prosperity, there's nothing wrong with returning to its allegiance and obeying orders.

……

"Let's go, Senior Sister Cheng, you know the way well, you lead the way. We'll take the same route back as we came, right?"

After arranging the cultivation of his disciples and seeing off Shen Liancheng and Li Feiying's two large groups of people down the mountain, Lu Wubing naturally had to deal with Cheng Liangyu's matter next.

The grudges of Mingxintang are not important at all.

For him, it was merely a reason to interfere in Donghai County's commerce.

What he cared about was always those purple flame shells.

In terms of swordsmanship, he gradually improved with a thousand sword strikes every day, and his sword intent was also being purified step by step.

However, his progress in cultivation was not so satisfactory.

Acupuncture points can be opened every two days, which seems as fast as flying to an outsider.

In his opinion, it was nothing special.

He couldn't wait to have all his meridians open and cultivate innate true qi as soon as possible.

In this way, one's combat power will increase exponentially.

At the same time, the most important thing is...

The Purple Heart Pill, refined from the Purple Flame Shell Heart, is very helpful for purifying one's spirit and increasing one's spiritual power.

It can suppress the violent emotions of the [Elemental Spirit Sword Technique] with great efficiency.

Treating the symptoms is also a form of treatment.

As long as there is sufficient medication and proper management, the aftereffects of this sword manual should not recur.

Once the complete diagram of the character "形" is found, the problem of the abnormality in the brain should be basically resolved.

The "Heaven rewards diligence" destiny is powerful because it has no upper limit; you can keep improving as you practice.

However, even a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice.

There are also limitations to one's destiny.

Without existing methods, nothing new can be derived.

Especially for profound methods like the "shape" character seal, which involves the mysteries of heaven and earth, one cannot create something out of nothing and comprehend the direction of the head seal.

At this point, even if someone broke Lu Wubing's invincible body, the parts of his body below the neck would essentially be considered immortal...

After an injury, recovery is quick.

But not the head.

Without the creation of an image, even if vitality is transmitted, it is like water without a source or a tree without roots.

It's as if one's own mind doesn't exist within the unified network of life force of "heaven, earth, and humanity".

This is rather embarrassing.

"Once I've finished dealing with the sect's affairs, I absolutely must make a trip to the capital."

"Even if we have to turn the capital upside down, we still have to find this flawless version of the seal."

Fortunately, Lu Wubing wasn't entirely without direction...

He remembered his father, Lu Changfeng, saying that when his grandfather practiced medicine in the capital, he had a habit of keeping a diary.

You should be able to find it in the old residence in the capital.

My grandfather had just become famous and was at the height of his career.

The information he gathered, the paths he took, and the setbacks he encountered all provided him with great inspiration.

Of course, the capital city is a place where hidden talents abound.

The head of the Ji family is also a cold-hearted person... Once he learns that the young master of the Tianxing Sect has entered the capital, he will probably resort to all sorts of tricks.

Ji Jiufeng was one of the most skilled martial artists in the world.

Rumor has it that within the royal family, there is a hidden "Phoenix King," one of the eight kings of the world.

This old fellow has never died; he is hiding deep within the palace.

My current strength is quite good.

However, we are still a very, very long way from being able to face such a master.

We need to prepare more.

Take control of your emotions.

Lu Wubing made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts, and together with Cheng Liangyu and Lin Wenjing, the three of them rode down the mountain and headed straight for the East Sea.

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【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)