Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 139 Right Under My Nose

"I've met the elder!"

A group of Taoist priests or novice Taoists, all under twenty years old and dressed in blue Taoist robes, bowed and saluted Zhao Rui in unison.

The mountains are majestic, the mountain wind rustles, its sound is loud and resonant.

This feeling!

Zhao Rui felt extremely pleased.

This is completely different from the feeling of students calling him "senior brother" or "coach" in a martial arts school or team.

The way we address each other right now, the atmosphere we feel right now, that's the true essence of the martial arts world.

"Zhao Rui, their levels of skill vary, and many of their martial arts techniques are incomplete and cannot be perfected. Are you sure this will be useful?"

Master Yu was still somewhat surprised.

"Man proposes, God disposes. To restore the Qingcheng Sword Sect to its former glory, we must organize and refine its martial arts. Only in this way, with a diverse array of styles, can we one day prosper."

Zhao Rui said with a righteous and awe-inspiring air.

Yu Zhengnan instantly became solemn, and the way he looked at Zhao Rui had changed.

He said with some self-deprecation, "It is because I am complacent and unfit for great responsibilities. Alas, it is a pity that you are not a formal disciple of my Qingcheng sect."

"Zhao Rui, I don't know you..."

"Stop. I know what you're trying to say, but I don't want to."

Zhao Rui quickly stopped him from speaking.

Regardless of whether there are strict rules or regulations, he would not choose it.

Whether one becomes a Taoist priest or a monk is not about a title, but about one's state of mind.

Yu Zhengnan couldn't help but sigh.

His abilities were only average; there were really no talented people under the old sect leader.

The old are old, and the weak are weak.

This is why he was entrusted with the great responsibility of revitalizing the sect.

"Master Yu, I will focus on studying these martial arts techniques and make a breakthrough as soon as possible. Unless it is something important, please do not let anyone disturb me."

"Ok!"

After the two finished their discussion, Zhao Rui had the young disciple hand him the roster and selected ten Qingcheng disciples who had already mastered the techniques to a high degree and whose skills were relatively complete.

“Starting tomorrow, the ten of you will go to the Longevity Cave to cultivate, and I will personally guide you.”

Zhao Rui said loudly.

"Thank you, elder!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples were immediately thrilled. To be taught by Elder Zhao was a tremendous achievement.

Everyone knows that Elder Zhao, despite his young age, is even more skilled in martial arts than Uncle Yun Hao, and is the number one expert of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Those whose names weren't called felt a little disappointed.

Zhao Rui glanced at everyone, said nothing, and turned to leave the training ground with Yu Zhengnan.

The rest was naturally arranged by the Taoist leader.

The next morning, the sun rose over the mountainside, and the clouds rolled like waves, with layers of clouds swirling and a clear, ethereal glow appearing amidst the mist.

Zhao Rui and a young Taoist priest stood in front of the Longevity Cave, practicing a martial art that had been lost by the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

This martial art is called the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng.

Only eight swords remain, and the internal energy cultivation method lacks the later stages of advancing true qi.

Even if one masters the technique, one can only reach the seventh or eighth level of the Martial Artist realm.

But this is already considered good; many martial arts are not as good as this.

"The white clouds emerging from the mountain peaks have no intention of ever leaving!"

"You should have thrust your sword diagonally downwards by three-tenths of an inch..."

Zhao Rui didn't just spar with his disciple; he also used his martial arts knowledge to explain the moves to him.

Make sure to perform the technique more smoothly and seamlessly.

"The replication progress of the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng is 80% complete."

"The replication progress of the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng is 90%!"

"The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng have been copied successfully. Reward: One advancement point added!"

In Zhao Rui's mind, the prompts kept changing.

Upon reaching the summit of the mountain, the martial art had been completely copied, and its full content instantly flooded his mind.

"Elder, the internal energy circulation of this sword technique stops at the Tian Shu acupoint and can no longer continue..."

The disciple said with a slight regret.

"You should circulate your Qi along the Taiyin Spleen Meridian. Do not linger with your internal energy during this process; complete the meridian circulation in one continuous flow..."

Having obtained the complete version of the cultivation technique, Zhao Rui began to correct the disciple's mistakes in practicing the technique and complete the remaining martial arts.

The disciple nodded earnestly and began circulating his internal energy according to Zhao Rui's instructions without hesitation.

Sure enough, he mastered the internal energy circulation of the moves.

"The elder is truly amazing!"

The disciple couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Practice diligently; this is a good martial art!"

"Yes, elder!"

The resounding answer echoed throughout the mountain stream, lingering for a long time!
In the time that followed, Zhao Rui devoted himself to copying and perfecting Qingcheng martial arts and teaching his disciples.

The martial arts world, the demonic sect, the city, and going to school are all temporarily irrelevant to him.

Somewhere in Northwest China!

In the Xuanhe Cave of Mount Kongtong, stalactites pile up in endless layers, like inverted water droplets.

Deep inside the cave, dozens of members of the Kongtong Sect were solemnly gazing at a cave cliff face in front of them.

Ripples are faintly visible on the cliff face, and below the ripples are clusters of dazzling crystals.

At the front of the group was a Kongtong disciple who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was still young, but his expression was serious and his eyes were deep, which was not the demeanor one would expect at his age.

Behind him were five or six white-haired elders of the Kongtong Sect, including the sect leader, Master Qingfengzi.

"We believe what you say, senior! But it is somewhat unbelievable."

Qingfengzi's words were quite abrupt. According to his seniority and age, who was qualified to be called a senior by him?

“I understand this matter. Once Mount Kongtong arrives from Guixu, you will all understand.”

It was quite surprising that the speaker was the young disciple at the very front.

"Yes, I will follow your orders, Senior!"

A fleeting look of sorrow crossed Qingfengzi's eyes.

“My name is Fei Hong. In terms of seniority, I am a generation above you, but there’s no need to address me as ‘senior’!”

"Yes, greetings to Master Feihong!"

Qingfengzi quickly said.

The other high-ranking members of the Kongtong Sect also shouted in unison, "Greetings, Master Feihong!"

A faint smile appeared on Fei Hong Zhenren's young face. Then, facing the water ripples on the cliff, he quickly recited a hand seal. In a short while, four long swords, gleaming with a faint light, slowly emerged from them.

In a short while, they all fell into his hand and remained suspended in mid-air.

"At this time, the overall situation is still unclear. It will take a huge price to get to this point from Guixu. It is already extremely difficult to teleport the four swords."

As he spoke, Master Feihong used his inner energy to send four swords to Qingfengzi from a distance.

Qingfengzi's eyes brightened slightly as he reached out and caught the four swords.

"Our Kongtong sect has been renowned in the martial arts world for its weapon crafting since ancient times. Who would have thought that the lineage of Kongtong here has been severed? It is truly lamentable."

Master Feihong shook his head and said, "Among these four swords, two are forged from polar cold iron and contain the power of ice. If combined with the internal strength of ice, they can unleash double the power."

"The other two swords are infused with the essence of Earth, capable of storing true energy, and are equally powerful! Qingfengzi, you shall arrange for your disciples to learn these four swords..."

"Yes! It's a real person!"

Qingfengzi's old face flushed red; he had already accepted reality.

“Starting tomorrow, I will preach our sect’s martial arts at Leisheng Rock, and all disciples may learn them.”

Master Fei Hong's words filled everyone present with immense joy, for there were only four swords, not enough to go around.

However, when it comes to teaching martial arts, everyone can benefit equally. How well one masters the art depends entirely on their own abilities.

"Yes, I will obey the Master's decree!"

The sound lingered in the vast cave.

……

"Our international news reports that large-scale demonstrations have recently broken out in Japan, demanding that the government lift restrictions on the missionary work of the Nine Eclipses Sect..."

"American scientist Francis recently announced that his research team, after ten years of research, has discovered that battle aura, under certain conditions, can cause changes in the properties of matter... Through experiments, his team successfully imbued a bullet with icy properties, which will be a groundbreaking discovery..."

On mobile news feeds, a large number of news items, some true and some false, fill the screen.

Busy people sit in a warm room, browsing casually with a sense of curiosity and relaxation.

I didn't find anything particularly special about it.

But to those who are observant, the frequency of these news reports is clearly abnormal.

In Jeju City, Miao Miaomiao looked at her father with some confusion.

"Dad, why are you sending me to the Mount Tai Sect? I'm doing so well in school. What will happen to my studies?"

“Listen to your father, this is a stroke of luck. Do you think just anyone gets this opportunity? I've already made arrangements with the school. It won't affect your graduation.”

"Mom, please persuade Dad. I don't want to go. I have the Enchanting Immortal Technique, so I don't care about any other martial arts."

"There's no room for discussion on this, and it's not just about martial arts. Listen to me, my good daughter, don't you think about how powerful Zhao Rui will become..."

"Stop, Dad, I'll go!"

Miao Miaomiao readily agreed.

Miao's father: "..."

Just as Miao Miaomiao was preparing to pack up and head to the Taishan Sect, Qingcheng Mountain also welcomed more than a dozen "high-ranking officials' children" from the province.

"Brother, this..."

Master Yunhao looked at Yu Zhengnan with a worried expression.

"Sigh, in the end, we are still a secular sect. This is what was arranged by the higher-ups, so let it be. In fact, we are still too few. I heard that more than fifty people from Emei went!"

"What exactly is going on?"

"I don't know either. Sigh, with the old sect leader gone, our connection with the higher-ups is essentially severed. Junior brother, you need to speed things up, I'm afraid things might change if we delay!"

Master Yu looked distressed. When the old sect leader was still alive, he didn't have to worry about anything; he only needed to focus on practicing his skills and cultivating the Tao.

Now that the old sect leader has passed away, the imperial court seems to care little about Qingcheng's strength, and discusses many matters only with Emei.

This made Yu Zhengnan feel like he was being led around.

"Yes, Senior Brother, I know. What about Elder Zhao?"

"He!"

Upon hearing this name, Yu Zhengnan couldn't help but laugh: "Truly, Heaven blesses Qingcheng!"

"No, Qingcheng is blessed by Heaven!"

Yun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a scene from a hundred years ago appeared before his eyes: an elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect leading his disciples down the mountain resolutely.

In those years, amidst gunfire and sword fights, Tianyou of Qingcheng was forged with blood and sweat.

"What a pity, Elder Ge..."

"Zhao Rui's arrival already indicates Elder Ge's intention!"

“Yes, Junior Brother is right. Let’s go to Zhao Rui’s place. He has two martial arts techniques that I think you’ll be interested in.”

After saying that, Yu Zhengnan got up and walked down the mountain.

About ten minutes later!
In front of the Longevity Cave, Zhao Rui was personally instructing a young Taoist boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old.

"Shouzhen, you are truly gifted to have cultivated the incomplete Guiyuan Technique to this level! Now that you have the complete mental cultivation method, you must practice diligently and assiduously."

Zhao Rui smiled and spoke to the young Taoist, already showing the demeanor of an elder.

"Elder, if I train to the extreme, will I be as powerful as you?"

"He's definitely better than me!"

"Ok!"

The young Taoist priest nodded vigorously and began practicing each move with a "Hey-ha" sound.

"You've also recovered your Guiyuan Technique?"

At the bend in the cliff outside the cave, Master Yu, who had overheard the two talking, walked over quickly with a delighted expression.

As he walked, he said to the young Taoist, "Quickly demonstrate for me."

The young Taoist was startled. Upon seeing that it was the acting sect leader, he immediately clasped his hands in greeting and then began to practice the techniques that Zhao Rui had instructed him on, in a very serious manner.

"Good, good! Returning to Origin Technique..."

"Our ancestors were truly enlightened!"

Master Yu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Most of his disciples had fallen into demonic possession due to improper cultivation of the Guiyuan Gong.

This also became a source of anxiety for him.

"This is a collection of martial arts manuals and formulas that I compiled. I typed them out word by word, so don't lose them."

"And these palace network diagrams were all drawn by me bit by bit using software."

Zhao Rui reluctantly handed the eleven bound books to Yu Zhengnan.

"all these are?"

"Yes, both."

Upon seeing this, Master Yu's hands trembled slightly. Suddenly, he bent down and bowed deeply to Zhao Rui.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Rui quickly helped him up.

"On behalf of the entire Qingcheng clan, I thank Elder Zhao for his kindness!"

"It was nothing, consider it as me passing on my teachings to Elder Ge!"

"Old Ge..."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Master Yu chanted a prayer, about to say more, when he heard a heart-wrenching cry from a young Taoist boy coming from the Longevity Cave.

"what!"

"not good!"

Everyone's expression changed, and they rushed into the cave.

Zhao Rui was the fastest, arriving inside the cave in the blink of an eye.

"Shouzhuo, what's going on?"

The first thing you see is Shouzhuo rolling out of the crystal pool, clutching his head, as if he had been hit hard on the head.

Zhao Rui raised his hand and pressed on his vital point, then placed his hand on his back and channeled his powerful internal energy into his body.

"Nothing unusual?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback. There was nothing wrong with Shou Zhuo's body. There was no internal injury or abnormality in his meridians. However, Shou Zhuo's face was still pale, and sweat dripped down like rain.

"Could it be!"

Zhao Rui couldn't help but use the Enchanting Immortal Technique to invade his soul and thoughts, attempting to use the alluring power of the Enchanting Immortal Technique to explore his consciousness.

"Go away!"

Just as Zhao Rui came into contact with Shou Zhuo's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, a thunderous roar suddenly rang in Zhao Rui's ears.

This sound was not an ordinary sound wave, but a sound that shook the very soul.

"How dare you! You made a move right under my nose!"

Zhao Rui knew perfectly well that Shou Zhuo had been attacked by someone, and his soul had been assaulted.

Without further hesitation, he unleashed the Enchanting Immortal Technique with all his might, attacking Shou Zhuo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Instantly, an indescribable spiritual power firmly guarded Shou Zhuo's sea of ​​consciousness, blocking Zhao Rui's attack.

This spiritual power is extremely profound, making it seem like an unfathomable abyss, an unshakeable force.

"This is?"

Yu Zhengnan and the other two who arrived later looked at Zhao Rui and Shouzhuo with surprise and doubt.

Seeing Zhao Rui's gloomy face and his closed eyes and silence, the two dared not ask any more questions, but remained on guard.

(End of this chapter)