A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

Wudang Great Lotus Peak.

Qi Xianxia was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with various Taoist runes appearing on his body.

Behind him, Ye Yun raised his hand in the void, absorbing the invisible and intangible runes. Qi Xianxia abandoned his current Finger Profound Realm cultivation, gave up his original path to immortality, and instead pursued the more extreme sword path.

This point impressed Ye Yun greatly.

As the most talented person in Longhushan this generation, he doesn't need to make too much trouble; he can become the leader of Longhushan by following the proper steps.

Ye Yun only understood the advantages of this sect after absorbing the Finger Profound Secret Technique that Qi Xianxia had deliberately dispersed, especially its powerful secret techniques and the ability to foresee the future.

Its drawbacks are also quite obvious, as it neglects the tempering of the physical body, which ultimately leads to a situation where, in battle, the body is too weak to withstand the backlash from the secret technique.

Ye Yun absorbed these powers, but did not try to comprehend them. Although the secret technique was powerful, it had a fatal flaw and was not enough to tempt him.

It's like this: it's a pity to throw it away, but it's tasteless to eat it.

It can make up for his lack of martial arts skills. As the only sword cultivator, Ye Yun's combat power has almost reached the ceiling of this world.

Unfortunately, his own martial arts insights and foundation were no match for those old monsters who had lived for a long time.

His battle with Li Chungang helped him understand the path ahead in his own swordsmanship.

His sword strike against Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lü Zu, made him realize that he needed to learn more about the teachings of the Three Teachings. This master of the Three Teachings Saint Realm was simply monstrous.

If it weren't for the fact that in this world, under the rules of Heaven, the highest realm one can cultivate to is only the Land Celestial Realm, this former Ancestor Lü would probably have already surpassed the Land Celestial Realm.

Qi Xianxia stood up, his face pale, and said to Ye Yun, "Ye Yun, may you teach me the way of the sword?"

"What? When did I agree to teach you the way of the sword?"

Ye Yun said calmly.

"You will, this is the cause and effect between you and me. With your current cultivation level, how can you let your Dao heart be damaged because of this?"

Qi Xianxia smiled slightly, certain that Ye Yun would not kill him.

"I'm in a good mood today. My sword technique doesn't require cultivating internal energy. I can teach you a sword strike. As for how much you can comprehend, that's entirely up to you."

Furthermore, killing you will only strengthen my resolve to follow the Dao.

The words fell.

Ye Yun then immediately began writing the character "sword" on a piece of paper.

The single character, condensed from his sword intent, contains Ye Yun's strongest sword strike to date. If Qi Xianxia can comprehend the sword intent within it, his sword intent will surely increase greatly.

Qi Xianxia quickly lowered his eyes and focused on his mind, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and concentrated on staring at the character "sword" on the paper, afraid that the sword intent would soon disappear.

Ye Yun glanced at it, then turned and left.

Before leaving.

"This sword intent can remain for three months, allowing you to slowly comprehend it."

Above the courtyard, the sword intent from the side suddenly formed a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

This is Qi Xianxia unraveling the sword intent within.

The masters of Wudang Mountain all knew that, apart from that man in red robes, no one else possessed such a large-scale fluctuation of sword intent.

Wang Xiaoping, who was carrying the Divine Tea Ancient Sword in the Purple Bamboo Forest, seemed to feel something as she gazed at the sword intent.

at the same time.

Ye Yun had already arrived at the back mountain.

Standing next to a tall, silver-haired old Taoist priest who looked like an immortal.

The old Taoist priest was rapidly losing his life force.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you want to learn from my ancestor and integrate the methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."

Wang Chonglou stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"No, why imitate others? It's simply to broaden one's horizons."

Ye Yun shook his head.

The teachings of the three schools are actually quite interesting: Buddhism cultivates a Vajra body, Taoism cultivates mysterious techniques, and Confucianism borrows from the laws of heaven and earth to resonate with them.

This martial artist is even more straightforward: the three realms of Vajra, Finger Profound, and Celestial Phenomenon are superimposed. First, he tempers his Vajra physique, then cultivates the Finger Profound secret technique, and finally communicates with heaven and earth to enter the Celestial Phenomenon realm, ultimately comprehending the Great Dao and entering the realm of Earth Immortal.

However, none of the three martial arts sects were the path Ye Yun wanted to take.

He possesses an innate sword physique, so comprehending the way of the sword is the best and most direct path for him.

Even celestial beings on land have a lifespan of no more than two hundred years. Even Taoist practitioners, using certain secret techniques, can only reach this limit.

After Ye Yun fought Li Chungang and stayed at the Heavenly Gate for a while, he understood.

The laws governing this world are irreversible.

Even Lu Zu couldn't escape it; he either ascended to heaven.

Alternatively, one could choose an extreme method: physical death and reincarnation to be reborn and live a second life.

His master, Zhang Fuyao, was merely extending his lifespan by borrowing eight hundred years of Confucian fortune. His power diminished with each use, and he still harbored a deep attachment to this world. This is why he took Ye Yun as his disciple.

"Haha, young friend, you are indeed no ordinary person."

Wang Chonglou sighed.

It seemed that the person before him was not a god of war, but rather a philosopher.

"It seems your body is nearing its end."

"Fate is hard to defy. Young friend, do you desire my insights?"

Wang Chonglou looked at the man in red robes and said.

"Indeed, the two leading sects of Taoism are Wudang and Longhu. If we can borrow Fellow Daoist Wang's insights, we can comprehend the true meaning of Taoism sooner."

Ye Yun did not hide it; on the contrary, he took the initiative to ask for it.

Although Wang Chonglou lost his true essence and reached the limit of his lifespan, his understanding of the Dao remained.

"Haha, it's not bad that this old Taoist priest can still do something for young friend Ye before he dies."

Wang Chonglou laughed heartily, then continued, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ye could look after my Wudang Sect?"

"But, at most twenty years, the Liyang Dynasty will eventually collapse, and there will be no more Liyang, Beiliang, or Beimang in the world, and there will be no more Longhu Mountain."

You, Wudang, are the leader of the Taoist sect.

Ye Yun's voice wasn't loud, but to Wang Chonglou it sounded like thunder.

This god of death.

Could it be that they intend to wipe out the three major forces and reshape the martial arts world?

What domineering power!

"It seems Wudang has come out on top."

Wang Chonglou's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. For some reason, he had a feeling that this matter might actually come true.

"Please, old Taoist!"

Wang Chonglou smiled without saying a word upon hearing this, then formed a hand seal with his hands, creating a "date" seal between his eyebrows, which transformed into golden threads, and finally his entire body slowly turned into scattered petals.

Only a wisp of golden thread remained, drifting in the air.

"Old Taoist, you have truly sacrificed a great deal for Wudang in your life."

Ye Yun reached out, grabbed the silk thread, and placed it directly between his eyebrows. Thus, Ye Yun obtained Wang Chonglou's lifelong Taoist insights.

It's strange, really.

Xu Fengnian obtained Wang Chonglou's sixty-year-old Great Yellow Court, while Ye Yun obtained his sixty-year-old Taoist insights.

Ye Yun slowly closed his eyes, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

When he opened his eyes again, a glint of gold appeared in them.

That gaze finally landed on the statue in the Zhenwu Hall.

The statue of Zhenwu.