In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 307 After many twists and turns, through wind and snow, I see myself again, yet I am no longer myself.

"Wudang?"

A glint flashed in Song Miyun's eyes: "Senior Sister means, Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect?"

Master Ku Rong snorted coldly: "That Song Qingshu is nothing but a piece of rotten wood. He is almost thirty years old and has only just returned to the Innate Realm. How can he be worthy of being the guardian of love for my Cihang Jingzhai Holy Maiden? I am talking about Zhang Cuishan's son, Zhang Wuji."

Song Miyun looked puzzled. "The Wudang Five Heroes who colluded with the Demonic Cult's witch and then died?"

Qin Mengyao's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Master Ku Rong said, "When Zhang Wuji was young, he was hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng spared no effort to expend his own essence to prolong his life. He already had Zhang Sanfeng's power in his body. After that, he learned the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which had been lost in the martial arts world, from who knows where. Although he is a few years older than Mengyao, he has also reached the level of condensing qi into yuan in terms of internal strength."

"In addition, the Nine Yang Divine Skill is special. Once it is mastered, the true essence in the body can be continuously generated. It is a sure thing that one will enter the stage of Condensing Essence and Forming Qi after the age of thirty."

After a pause, Abbess Kurong continued, "Moreover, Zhang Wuji is a simple-minded man. It is said that when the six major sects fought against the Demonic Sect on Bright Peak, he even pleaded for the Demonic Sect and wanted to forcibly take three blows from Abbess Miejue."

Song Miyun's eyes lit up.

A person who pleads for the Demonic Cult during the great battle between the six major sects and the Demonic Cult cannot be very smart.

“Zhang Wuji is backed by Wudang, and he might even become the leader of the Wudang Sect in the future. From this perspective, he is indeed a good candidate.”

Abbess Kurong nodded and said, "That's also what the Master of the Hall is considering."

Finally, Abbess Kurong turned to look at Qin Mengyao.

Seeing that the other party was frowning and silent, Abbess Kurong seemed to have guessed what Qin Mengyao was thinking. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "From what you just said, this Gu Shaoan is aloof and has already become wary of our Cihang Jingzhai. It will be too difficult to win him over to your love affair."

"Although Zhang Wuji is a little inferior to Gu Shaoan in many aspects, he can still be considered a prodigy in the martial arts world."

"Furthermore, with Wudang standing behind him, he will most likely succeed as the leader of Wudang in the future, making him a good candidate."

What are your thoughts?

In response to Abbess Kurong's question, Qin Mengyao took a deep breath and said softly, "This disciple is willing to follow your instructions."

Upon hearing this, Master Kurong nodded in satisfaction.

After an incense stick's time, Qin Mengyao returned to her room, but instead of starting her cultivation immediately as usual, she did not.

Instead, she went to the window.

"If you can grow wings on your own, why look up to the ladder to the clouds?"

After a long pause, Qin Mengyao suddenly murmured something.

Then he looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Looking at the bright moon, which resembled a silver plate but was stained with some blemishes, Qin Mengyao shook her head again.

"The bright moon shines, yet it is stained with dust; how much more so are people?"

End of June.

The afternoon sun, with a touch of golden laziness, poured down without restraint onto the boundless bamboo sea behind Mount Da'e.

The mountain breeze echoes from the layered peaks, sweeping over the thousands of dark green, slender bamboo tips, creating a continuous "rustling" sound, as if the entire mountain is chanting an ancient and melodious scripture.

Above these undulating, verdant waves, Gu Shaoan's long, golden-white robe billowed in the gentle mountain breeze, exuding an otherworldly aura that seemed completely out of place in the mundane world.

At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as the most ancient and vigorous pine tree deep in the bamboo forest. His deep gaze calmly fell on the outline of the layered mountains in front of him, his expression indifferent, as if he had stood here for thousands of years.

The sunlight outlined the sharp yet serene lines of his profile, and he seemed to be enveloped in a hazy halo, blending seamlessly with the flowing mountain breeze and the surging green waves.

In this scene, he was like a banished immortal who might rise on the wind at any moment and drift away, about to disappear into the bright blue sky and greenery, untouched by the dust of the mortal world.

However, if someone with keen senses and exceptional eyesight were to observe closely and approach, they would surely discover that beneath Gu Shaoan's feet, there was a special force and a flow of vital energy like water.

In Gu Shaoan's mind, the content of "Yunlong Taixu You" flowed like a gentle stream, repeating itself endlessly.

At the beginning of any martial art, the practitioner tries to imitate the model, making every effort to adjust themselves to get as close as possible to the inherent framework and rhythm of the martial art, so as to exert its original power.

Like a craftsman carving according to a blueprint, striving for an exact replica.

It can be said that before martial arts reach a state of "perfect mastery," a martial artist's training is nothing more than imitation.

But when it comes to the level of "momentum", all of this must be reversed!
It is no longer about people conforming to the inherent "momentum" of martial arts. At this level, what a martial artist needs to do is to do everything in their power to peel away the layers of inherent appearances, allowing martial arts to actively adapt to themselves, and then pushing their martial arts to a higher level.

This single point is the "momentum".

However, there are thousands of different kinds of people, and different martial arts will be understood differently by different martial artists, depending on the individual.

During this month, apart from practicing the "Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill" and circulating his internal energy to open up his meridians every day, Gu Shaoan spent almost all his remaining time standing in this bamboo forest.

Even now, Gu Shaoan still hasn't been able to find that spark of inspiration to extend the power of "Cloud Dragon's Wandering in the Void".

At this moment, the questions that had been surfacing in Gu Shaoan's mind during this time resurfaced in his heart.

"What kind of power belongs to 'Cloud Dragon's Wandering in the Void'?"

Gu Shaoan had many options in mind.

He deduced each one countless times, and each one seemed to resonate with his vast and powerful true energy and the "Cloud Dragon's Wandering in the Void," as if they were within reach.

But when it comes to truly condensing its form and spirit, it feels like something is missing, like trying to see flowers through the fog or scoop the moon's reflection from the water.

Regardless of which direction you focus on, upon closer reflection, the sense of imperfection and stagnation will always quietly emerge.

One thought can negate another possibility, as if all paths are not smooth, and none of them are Gu Shaoan's ultimate path.

This lingering unease, like an invisible spiderweb, had been entwined for over a month, and unknowingly, it had settled into the depths of his calm and unfathomable heart, leaving behind a persistent sense of vexation.

Just then, a mountain breeze, even clearer than before, swirled up from the verdant peaks, carrying the cool, moist air unique to the depths of the forest, brushing against his face and ruffling the hair at his temples.

Gu Shaoan subconsciously looked up. His gaze passed over the surging waves of dark green bamboo forest and landed on the boundless, clear blue sky.

Above the clear blue sky, the clouds drift freely.

They have no fixed form; sometimes they gather together like dragons, galloping and roaming; sometimes they disperse like fluff, stretching and drifting; and sometimes they are blown by the winds of the higher sky.

Like gauze, it is quietly stretched and torn apart, and in an instant it transforms into a new form, sometimes as heavy as lead, sometimes as light as a feather.

Not bound by any form, not stagnant in any state, moving with the heart, dancing with the wind, formless and without appearance, yet encompassing all things. The moment Gu Shaoan's gaze fell upon that expanse of flowing clouds and sky, the effect of Gu Shaoan's [Enlightenment] attribute was triggered.

In an instant, the dust of worries and the web of troubles that had settled in the lake of the heart were gently wiped away as if by an invisible giant hand.

My thoughts became clear and lucid once again.

In the past, whenever this state of mind came, Gu Shaoan would immediately seize this precious opportunity and devote all his energy to the thousands of deductions of the "momentum" in "Yunlong Taixu You", trying to capture the spark of inspiration in that fleeting moment of clarity.

But this time, after the effect of the "enlightenment" was triggered, Gu Shaoan did not direct his thoughts to the myriad martial arts problems in his mind, but instead quietly looked at the sky.

Looking at the clouds in the sky. The ever-changing, unrestrained, and unconventional cloudscape.

A thought, like a ray of sunlight naturally shining through a gap in the clouds, quietly emerged in his clear and transparent mind without any warning.

Why choose?

The moment this thought arose, it was like a pebble thrown into a tranquil lake, creating ripples.

Yes! Why choose?
Why insist on searching for a unique and perfect "momentum" in certain established directions?
For the masses and ordinary martial artists, it is already difficult to exhaust their entire lives to comprehend a "force" that suits them in a particular profound martial art.

But he's different?
With the entry for "enlightenment" in hand, it wasn't an insurmountable task for Gu Shaoan to comprehend "momentum."

For him, the "comprehension of power" barrier, which is like an insurmountable chasm in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, is not easy, but it is just a path that requires some time to explore.

If one month doesn't work, then two months; if two months don't work, then three months.

This cloud dragon's "momentum" is not an insurmountable barrier or cliff, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

If one "momentum" isn't enough, then two; if two aren't enough, then three; and if that's still not enough, then ten.

With the help of the "enlightenment" entry and Gu Shaoan's current martial arts skills, he will eventually achieve enlightenment and be able to comprehend more "momentum".

As long as he comprehends enough, every "momentum" that Gu Shaoan comprehends in the future will be a unique "momentum" belonging to "Cloud Dragon's Journey Through the Void".

At that time, when all the understandings of "momentum" are integrated into one's being, like a stream flowing into the sea, the momentum one has mastered will be the strongest "momentum".

"Ha~"

"After many twists and turns, I have seen wind and snow. When I see you again, you are not the same person I was before."

"A thousand forms, ten thousand methods, but in the end, only I will prevail."

"Unbeknownst to me, I was blinded by a leaf and got stuck in a dead end."

A very soft laugh, tinged with a sense of relief yet brimming with boundless pride, quietly dissipated with the mountain breeze amidst the undulating waves of the bamboo forest.

The originally gentle and flowing internal energy beneath Gu Shaoan's feet seemed to sense the transformation and soaring of its master's mind at this moment of sudden enlightenment, and suddenly became exceptionally active.

A subtle, vibrant energy subtly permeates the design, making its flow even more profound and unpredictable.

The bamboo forest below, covered by this aura, also experienced several new variations in its rhythmic, sword-like "rustling" sound.

It was as if a symphony of clouds and dragons, without sheet music, was being played, echoing silently between heaven and earth.

He still stood with his hands behind his back, bathed in golden sunlight, his robes fluttering like a fairy.

But the "anxiety" that had been hidden beneath the calm surface of those deep eyes gazing at the sky had completely disappeared.

What replaces it is the calm and serenity that comes after the clouds have parted and the sun has shone through.

A few breaths later, Gu Shaoan closed his eyes again, which were bathed in sunlight.

At this moment, the thoughts in his mind and the internal energy in his body were running wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Shaoan, who had been standing still, finally moved.

As he lightly touched the tender bamboo leaves with his toes, a lifelike figure was suddenly left in the spot.

The figure was exactly the same as he had been in before, with his hands behind his back, hovering in the air, his golden and white robes billowing slightly in the wind, and even the outline drawn by the sunlight was clearly visible.

This is not a clone illusion, but rather an afterimage left behind when the "Cloud Dragon's Great Void Journey" is activated to its limit, combining speed, light and shadow, and qi to deceive the senses for a fleeting moment.

However, Gu Shaoan's true form, as soon as he took this step, appeared on the other side of the bamboo forest without warning, as if he had shifted his form.

They were about ten zhang apart.

This movement was faster than the human eye could perceive.

His movements were graceful, fluid, and utterly devoid of any artifice, as if they were not driven by muscles and strength, but rather lifted and propelled by an invisible "wind," like the ever-changing clouds themselves naturally stretching out in the air.

As his figure flashed, the internal energy beneath his feet became ethereal and unpredictable, as if it had transformed into the true void energy, formless and shapeless, yet omnipresent.

The vibrant life force that permeated it was now imbued with the unpredictable nature of "clouds," flowing with his thoughts and carrying him freely through the void.

It was as if some suffocating gate had been opened.

Gu Shaoan's figure seemed to transform into an invisible and formless floating cloud.

There is no fixed trajectory or clear direction during movement.

The entire bamboo forest below was also completely disturbed by this elusive figure.

Countless dark green bamboo leaves, as if stirred by the lingering aura of Gu Shaoan's cloud shadow, and swept up by the gale-force winds of his passing figure, swayed and trembled wildly.

The slender, verdant bamboo leaves rustled and swished together, producing an even sharper, more rapid "shush-shush" sound.

One moment, his figure left a second cloud shadow above the bamboo tips in the southwest direction; the next instant, he was like a feather blown by the wind, silently gliding across a distance of ten zhang.

This is not merely about speed, but rather embodies the true meaning of "clouds"—formless, shapeless, and unrestrained.

Clouds are formless, therefore they are unobstructed.

Clouds have no fixed form, therefore their changes are unpredictable.

With the fusion of this "cloud-like momentum", Gu Shaoan's "Cloud Dragon's Wandering in the Void" at this time truly reached the level of "momentum".

　My shoulder isn't healed yet! I can only manage two updates today, but I'll try for three tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)