Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Zhang Sanfeng noticed the confusion in his expression and said softly, "The way of martial arts emphasizes gradual progress; one cannot be impatient for quick results. When you reach a bottleneck, instead of forcing your way through, it's better to calm your mind, comprehend the principles of martial arts, and perhaps one day a flash of inspiration will bring you sudden enlightenment. Young friend, you have a solid foundation and extremely high comprehension. With just a little time to reflect, you will surely break through the shackles and reach a higher level."

Su Xin came to his senses and cupped his hands to Zhang Sanfeng, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. I have learned a great deal."

He suddenly realized, "Yes!"

There are no shortcuts in cultivation. Now that I'm facing a bottleneck, the only way to find a new direction for breakthrough is to calm down and slowly comprehend it.

Under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, Su Xin calmed down and began to comprehend the principles of martial arts. In the blink of an eye, he had been staying on Wudang Mountain for half a year.

In the past six months, he has been discussing martial arts with Zhang Sanfeng every day and occasionally sparring with him. Although he has not been able to break through his current bottleneck, his understanding of martial arts principles has become more profound and his control over his own skills has become more proficient.

Changes are also quietly taking place on Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Wuji's Xuanming Cold Poison was completely eradicated, and his health gradually improved. He then formally joined the Wudang Sect and began to cultivate Wudang martial arts.

This child was born with the talent of a martial arts prodigy and had extremely high comprehension. With a little guidance from Zhang Sanfeng, he grasped the essence of Wudang martial arts and made rapid progress. In just half a year, he had far surpassed his fellow disciples who were cultivating at the same time. Even Song Qingshu, who was originally the most outstanding among the Wudang disciples, was steadily surpassed by him.

On this day, in the Wudang martial arts arena, the two were standing in the center of the field, seriously sparring.

It was said to be a serious matter, but in reality, it was more like Song Qingshu's one-sided contest.

His face was tense, his moves were fierce, and he used all his strength in every move, clearly unable to swallow the anger of being surpassed by a junior disciple.

In contrast, Zhang Wuji appeared relaxed, wielding his moves with effortless ease. Even when he occasionally gained the upper hand, he would deliberately hold back, muttering from time to time, "Senior Brother Qing Shu is so amazing, I was just lucky," seemingly unaware of his overwhelming talent—a true Versailles.

The Wudang disciples watching from the sidelines couldn't help but laugh. Everyone could see that this was an absolute crushing victory in terms of talent, and no matter how hard Song Qingshu tried, he could not make up for this gap.

Fortunately, without Zhou Zhiruo's interference, Song Qingshu, though proud and aloof, still cherishes the bond between fellow disciples. Even if he is dissatisfied, he always holds back during the competition and never goes too far. The competition between the two is purely between fellow disciples, which has become more like a healthy contest.

Su Xin stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching the two people in the center, and sighed inwardly:

Indeed, women are always the source of trouble.

Originally, Song Qingshu was led astray by Zhou Zhiruo and ended up disgraced. Now that Zhou Zhiruo is no longer a hindrance, although he is still arrogant, he can concentrate on cultivation and guard his true self.

From this perspective, focusing on martial arts can actually reduce a lot of trouble.

He secretly thought to himself:

Look at how far I've cultivated myself now, how could I possibly have time for romance?

Besides, what's more interesting about women than martial arts?

Truly capable people always travel the world alone and are never bound by romantic entanglements.

Zhang Sanfeng: "I longed for it but could not obtain it!"

Su Xin walked towards the meditation room, pushed open the door, and saw Zhang Sanfeng sitting cross-legged on a futon, meditating. Seeing him enter, Zhang Sanfeng slowly opened his eyes: "Young friend, have you made a decision?"

Su Xin stood with his hands clasped in a respectful gesture, his expression solemn: "Master Zhang, I have come here to bid you farewell. Over the past six months, I have benefited greatly from your generous teachings. However, my cultivation has now reached a bottleneck. Staying in Wudang has left me without any inspiration. I am thinking that it would be better to venture into the martial world, broaden my horizons, and perhaps find an opportunity for a breakthrough."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng showed no surprise, but rather a smile of approval. He slowly nodded and said, "Very well! The martial world is vast, full of hidden talents. Traveling around and seeing more might not be a bad thing. Perhaps, young friend, you can also achieve the same feat as this old Daoist, spending sixty years vanquishing demons and becoming famous throughout the martial world." After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Su Xin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately recalled the legend of Zhang Sanfeng's "Jiazi Demon-Slaying" in the martial arts world, and couldn't help but secretly scoff:

It seems that Master Zhang was simply restless and wanted to go down the mountain to find inspiration for cultivation and relieve his inner turmoil. He intervened when he saw injustice, but he never expected that he would be known as "Jiazi Demon Slayer" by the people of the martial arts world. He must have felt quite helpless about it!

After all, he probably just wanted to go out and clear his head.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Sanfeng, Su Xin packed his simple belongings and headed down Wudang Mountain.

As he passed near the gate of Wudang Mountain, he witnessed a heartwarming scene:

Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan, one on each side, helped Yu Lianzhou walk slowly. Although Yu Lianzhou's legs were still not very comfortable, he was able to take a few steps with difficulty, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

It seems that the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment has already taken effect, and Yu Lianzhou's leg ailment is gradually improving. As the truth comes to light, everyone also realizes that the events of that year were all the work of the Vajra Sect and had no direct connection with Yin Susu. The Wudang disciples also gradually let go of their grudges and accepted Yin Susu.

Now that Zhang Cuishan and his wife are living in harmony and Yu Lianzhou's injuries are gradually healing, the Wudang sect has finally returned to its former peace.

Su Xin smiled and nodded, not bothering him, and walked straight out of Wudang Mountain.

The fast horse he had ridden up the mountain was long gone, but he wasn't in a hurry to continue, pondering in his mind:

Why not return to the Kunlun Secret Realm first and refine all the spiders collected over the past six months? The breakthrough in the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique might lie in this quantitative change.

Since we cannot achieve a breakthrough in quality for the time being, we can use quantity to bring about a qualitative change. Perhaps we can try to reach the real threshold of the sixth level.

If you still cannot break through this barrier, you can go to Hu Qingniu and his wife.

Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu are skilled in medicine and poison, and perhaps they can offer him some guidance from the perspective of integrating medicine and poison, helping him reach the true realm of the dual extremes of medicine and poison.

In addition, he also had new ideas regarding the hammer and chain techniques of the Vajra Sect martial arts:

Perhaps you could find a beach, dive underwater to practice your boxing, and use the resistance of the seawater to hone your strength. Maybe then you could comprehend the wooden sword realm that Dugu Qiubai spoke of and break through your current bottleneck.

With his mind made up, Su Xin walked briskly towards the Kunlun Secret Realm.

But just after descending Wudang Mountain, less than an hour later, as he stepped into a dense forest, his steps suddenly halted, and his expression instantly turned solemn.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet.

This grove of trees is lush and verdant, and should be filled with the sounds of birds and insects, but at this moment, the forest is deathly silent. There is not a sound, not even a bird, let alone an insect, as if all living things have been deliberately emptied out.

He subconsciously circulated his inner energy, his sharp eyes scanning his surroundings. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a subtle movement among the branches and leaves in the forest, and he was secretly alert: someone is lying in ambush!

But he had been cultivating in seclusion at Wudang for half a year and had never provoked anyone. Who would deliberately ambush him here?

Was it those Shaolin monks, whose six senses were still not at peace, who lost face because of him?

It was the Kongtong Sect that eventually discovered he was the one who stole the Seven Injury Fist manual back then, and deliberately set up an ambush here to seek revenge.

Or perhaps the Huashan Sect or the Kunlun Sect, since the leaders of these two sects seem to be rather stingy.