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

Chapter 153 This Taoist temple is yours.
In this vast universe, in the boundless天地 (heaven and earth), the blue star is as insignificant as a grain of sand in the ocean.

Humanity has witnessed the power of heaven and earth, explored the mysterious starry sky, and even tried to defy fate and laugh at the heavens.

Unfortunately, the fragility of the individual means that many dreams can only be realized in vain, allowing us to witness the magnificent starry sky but never to explore it.

Even a small ant has the ambition to shake a tree, let alone humankind who has the universe in their heart!
With the rise of the nationwide cultivation craze, some scientific research projects have also undergone earth-shattering changes.

The most important aspects are the development of basic theories and space exploration.

The existence of spiritual energy has fundamentally overturned the previous cosmic mass-energy system.

It seemed that just as the tide of spiritual energy surged in, the world fell silent.

It's as if all the technological attributes from before were misguided and blocked.

A world filled with spiritual energy is the true world.

Dark matter and dark energy, which are beyond human detection, suddenly opened their arms to the whole world.

The scientists, overjoyed at their discovery, devoted themselves tirelessly to the research and exploration of the new environment.

The new properties of matter altered by spiritual energy, and their interaction with the four fundamental forces, have captivated and fascinated human scientists.

The nationwide cultivation movement is also the beginning of a nationwide awakening.

Humanity will eventually venture into a wider world.

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On the frontier, Zhao Rui sat cross-legged under a large tree, closing his eyes to rest.

In the distance, a group of soldiers were practicing martial arts under the guidance of high-ranking warriors from the army.

In the past, the proportion of martial artists in the army was less than one-tenth, let alone high-level martial artists.

Many people can only improve their physical health and know some martial arts, but they can't cultivate internal energy at all.

The situation has now changed. Nourished by spiritual energy day and night, many warriors have begun to develop a sense of energy and even cultivated internal strength in just a week or two.

At this time, Zhao Rui had nothing to do, so he practiced his skills under the tree and observed the military boxing techniques.

"Commander Zhao, Commander Zhao, the division headquarters has issued a document approving your Spring Festival holiday."

In the distance, Qiu Tong jogged over, saluted Zhao Rui, and then said, slightly out of breath.

"Approved?"

Zhao Rui was overjoyed.

With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, he really wanted to go home.

I thought it was a special case and wouldn't be approved, but to my surprise, the division headquarters made an exception and approved it.

"Then I'll pack my bags right away!"

Zhao Rui stood up abruptly and strode towards the dormitory.

Qiu Tong quickly followed, looking at the young man beside her with starlight in her eyes.

Perhaps only at this moment can people realize that he is still a young man who is not even twenty years old.

With Qiu Tong's help, Zhao Rui packed his luggage in no time, then got into a military jeep and headed straight for the airport.

A week's vacation, every minute and every second is precious.

When I was in school, I often didn't go home for half a year, but I never felt this homesick.

Now, I wish I could sprout wings and fly back immediately.

Could it be related to the distance?
The plane landed slowly at Lincheng Airport the next morning.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, tall buildings stand tall, shops line the streets, and groups of two or three customers leisurely stroll by the shops.

The sight of the city made Zhao Rui sigh with emotion.

"Peaceful times are the best!"

Half an hour later, the taxi took Zhao Rui home.

Although it hadn't been long since he last left home, the experience of brutal battlefield combat and the desolate Gobi Desert still gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if a long time had passed.

"Mom and Dad, I'm home!"

As Zhao Rui pushed open the door, he saw Zhao Jincheng and his wife sitting at the coffee table, watching TV and making dumplings.

Hearing the door open, Xue Wenhui excitedly clapped the flour off her hands and hurried over.

She looked her son up and down, her eyes glistening with tears.

"You've lost weight, and you've gotten darker!"

"Mom, your son is doing well!"

Zhao Rui reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Xue Wenhui's eyes.

He knew what his mother was worried about.

If it were going to university, my mother would never have done this, but I'm going to the battlefield, I'm going to join the army.

Which mother wouldn't worry about this?

“Your mother cried countless tears when she heard you were going to join the army. You did the same, without even telling her beforehand.”

Zhao Jincheng walked over and said with a hint of complaint.

"Wouldn't you be even more worried if I told you?"

Zhao Rui chuckled.

"You've always been independent since you were little, and your parents can't control you or help you... Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore. It's such a joyous occasion, don't make a scene like this!"

Zhao Jincheng sighed and turned to his wife.

Zhao Rui chuckled and put his arm around his mother's shoulder, helping her to the sofa. He said, "You don't know, do you? I'm the deputy regimental commander! I'm an officer, so I'm perfectly safe!"

"Deputy regimental commander? You, how come you hold such a high-ranking position?"

Zhao Jincheng looked bewildered.

"Mom and Dad, I haven't told you yet that I'm already a Grandmaster-level martial artist!"

"Grandmaster..."

Zhao Rui's words left Zhao Jincheng and his wife stunned and speechless.

Is the son a grandmaster?
How could that be? He's so young!

He's only a sophomore this year!

Without saying much, Zhao Rui stretched out his right hand and, with a flick of his wrist, snatched a teacup from the table that still had half a cup of water.

Then, he circulated his Frost Qi, causing the water in the cup to instantly freeze into an ice block.

"This is called the Frost Palm Force, and even most grandmasters don't know it."

Zhao Rui smiled.

The Zhao Jincheng couple stared at everything in astonishment, and after a long while, they reached out and touched the ice inside.

"It's real ice!"

"Haha, I knew my son was a genius."

Zhao Jincheng was the first to react, and was overjoyed.

No wonder my son became a deputy regimental commander as soon as he joined the army; it turns out he was already a grandmaster.

Although he didn't know martial arts, the intensive training he received at his workplace during this period made him realize what a grandmaster truly meant in the realm of martial arts.

Thinking of this, he straightened his back a little more.

"Son, I don't care what kind of master you are, I just want you to be safe and sound!"

Xue Wenhui held her son's hand, her mind still preoccupied with his military service.

I heard that many people sacrificed their lives.

Forget about grandmasters; guns and cannons have no eyes, that's what she's really concerned about.

Zhao Rui sighed. Oh well, showing off his strength would be pointless.

She could only lower her head and offer gentle words of comfort.

He repeatedly assured her that he would take care of himself, which made Xue Wenhui feel a little better.

Zhao Rui only came back once in the past six months. Although his third uncle knew that he was a grandmaster, he did not let his third uncle tell him.

I planned to tell my family in person and give my parents a surprise.

In the end, this surprise couldn't outweigh the anxiety of going to the battlefield.

Indeed, when it comes to parents' love for their children, safety is always their top priority.

After comforting his mother, Zhao Rui washed his hands and chatted with his parents while making dumplings.

After about ten minutes, Zhao Rui's ears twitched, and he said with a strange expression, "My brother isn't dating anyone, is he?"

“I haven’t heard of it!”

Xue Wenhui was taken aback.

"Oh! I was just guessing. I won't be home during winter break either."

Zhao Rui smiled faintly.

He said a classmate was looking for him.

Zhao Jincheng said casually, and just then, the door was opened and Zhao Ke walked in with a joyful and relaxed expression.

"Brother! When did you get back?" Zhao Ke was taken aback, then asked with delight.

"just came back."

"Brother, when..."

"Hey!"

Just as Zhao Ke was about to speak, Zhao Jincheng interrupted him.

Zhao Ke quickly stuck out her tongue, stopping herself from asking the question.

Let's avoid talking about military service.

"pretty good!"

Zhao Rui knew what his younger brother wanted to ask, so he casually gave him a reply.

"Brother, you know, right? Tian Yaru has mastered the art of Qi!"

Zhao Ke said with a hint of excitement.

Like him, Tian Yaru had no talent for martial arts.

But the fact that Tian Yaru was able to train like this shows that he can do it too.

Although I had resigned myself to my fate before, now that there is hope again, I am naturally itching to try it.

"Really? That's great. I was just about to tell you and Mom and Dad that I'll be back this time to cleanse your marrow and help you embark on the path of martial arts."

Zhao Rui glanced at his parents and said seriously.

"We? Brother, you mean...we?"

Zhao Ke was taken aback, then said with a mixture of disbelief and delight.

"Yes, this spiritual energy revival is far superior to the past. I have broken through to the Grandmaster realm, so cleansing my essence and marrow is not a difficult task."

"Brother, you've become a Grandmaster?"

Unable to contain her excitement, Zhao Ke clapped her fists together and exclaimed, "You're amazing! I actually have a Grandmaster brother! Haha!"

"You child, you're so unreliable!"

Xue Wenhui quickly slapped her youngest son.

Zhao Ke chuckled and said, "Mom and Dad, you don't know what a Grandmaster represents!"

"Our family is going to be rich!"

Zhao Ke could not hide her joy.

The value of a grandmaster lies not only in martial prowess, but also in status, position, and security.

Throughout the entire city, if you walk horizontally, no one dares to block your way, even if you walk vertically.

"Alright, alright, what's the rush? Wait until you become a grandmaster yourself before you get excited!"

Seeing his younger brother's excited expression, Zhao Rui smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"I can become a grandmaster? I dare not even think about it. I'm content as long as I can cultivate martial arts. Hehe!"

Zhao Ke chuckled for a while, then suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot, I have something to do!"

After saying that, he hurriedly returned to his room, picked up his schoolbag, and went out again.

"This kid!"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao shook their heads. Although the two brothers were only two years apart, the younger brother still looked like a child.

The older brother can no longer be described as mature.

"Son, we're getting on in years, so we don't need that 'cleansing the marrow and rejuvenating the essence' thing anymore, right? Won't it have a negative impact on you?"

"Don't worry, Mom, it's alright. Putting everything else aside, if you cultivate well, you can become younger!"

Zhao Rui unleashed his ultimate move.

"Wow, is it really that amazing?"

Xue Wenhui's eyes widened in surprise.

"Would my son lie to you? I'm practicing cultivation, and a lot of people at my workplace have started too. Who knows, maybe my retirement pension will be linked to this in the future..."

The three chatted for a while, and then Zhao Ke ran back, panting, and put her schoolbag back in her room.

Who is this little girl?

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow and said.

"Huh? Brother..."

Zhao Ke was startled.

Zhao Rui pointed to his ear, indicating that he could hear.

Zhao Ke chuckled awkwardly, "My classmate asked to borrow my homework."

"Oh, your voice is quite nice."

Zhao Rui smiled.

Zhao Ke scratched his cheek, looking somewhat shy. Clearly, this girl was special to him.

The days spent at home were simple yet warm.

The next day, Zhao Rui struck while the iron was hot and directly performed a marrow cleansing and purification procedure on his parents and younger brother.

With his current strength, this matter is nothing at all; it's just a matter of doing something casually.

Zhao Rui not only helped them open their meridians and comprehend internal energy, but also taught them the Guiyuan Gong (Returning to Origin Skill).

Although this technique is not top-notch, Taoist martial arts excel in its profound foundation and its peaceful and balanced nature.

The three of them had never been in contact before, so it was obviously much more difficult for them to learn. Zhao Rui had to teach them step by step, one by one.

It took five whole days of teaching them before they learned it.

Even during the Lunar New Year, the family didn't go back to their hometown. Instead, they stayed in Lincheng for a simple celebration and spent the rest of their time cultivating.

After all, Zhao Rui's time is limited.

"Son, can't you stay a few more days? When will you be back next time?"

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Soon it was time for Zhao Rui to set off for home.

The military is not a school; getting leave is not easy, and Zhao Rui doesn't know when he will be able to return.

"I'll come back when I have time! Take care of yourselves, and if you encounter any problems you can't solve, just ask my master. He's already advanced to the Grandmaster level!"

After giving some instructions, Zhao Rui stepped into the boarding gate.

Watching his son's departing figure, Zhao Jincheng squeezed his wife's hand and said, "Our child has grown up and has his own path. He's so outstanding; we should be happy."

"Yes! I just can't bear to part with it!"

In the crisp, cold wind, golden scales leaped out from the gaps in the clouds, scattering warm light across the world.

The rosy dawn, as thin as a cicada's wing, is like rouge slowly spreading in water, radiating a colorful glow.

The plane roared into the sky, piercing through the clouds and leaving a faint trail of clouds in the distance.

……

Qingcheng Mountain Main Hall!
Yun Hao staggered, his right hand supporting him with his long sword, his usually neatly combed hair now disheveled.

A trace of blood still clung to the corner of his mouth.

However, his eyes remained sharp as swords, and his expression was solemn with a hint of murderous intent.

"How dare you! We are the fifth-generation direct descendants of the Qingcheng Sect. Today we return to our homeland, and you dare to disrespect us!"

More than thirty Taoist priests dressed in robes stood in front of the main hall.

These people were of varying ages, ranging from elderly Taoist priests with white beards to young men under twenty.

The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a thick beard. He was tall and held a long sword upside down in his hand. His eyes were sharp and cold.

"This is the Qingcheng Sword Sect. You have no connection with the Qingcheng Sect. You've come to the wrong place. Please leave!"

Yun Hao said coldly.

This group of people suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain in the morning.

They moved quickly and entered the temple without waiting for the disciples guarding the mountain to announce their arrival.

This group of people possessed unfathomable martial arts skills, and the disciples along the way were subdued before they could even react.

They were stopped in their tracks just before reaching the main hall by Yun Hao, who had rushed over in a hurry.

"Judging from your young age, you must have lost your lineage due to the passage of time, but your talent and martial arts skills are quite remarkable..."

The elderly Taoist priest at the head of the group stroked his beard and chanted softly, appearing to be a highly virtuous person.

"Take him down..."

"Wait! This Taoist temple is yours!"

Before the man finished speaking, Yu Zhengnan, dressed in a Yuluo Xiaotai robe, with a green jade belt around his waist and a hibiscus crown on his head, came running all the way.

Hearing the commotion, the leader slightly raised his hand to stop the people behind him from moving.

(End of this chapter)