All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

Four men sat around a bonfire in the middle of the mountain god temple, warming themselves by the fire and eating some dry food with wine.

A man sat cross-legged in the center. He seemed to be injured or ill, coughing incessantly, and his face was slightly pale.

Even in his disheveled state, dressed in the coarse clothes of ordinary people, he exuded a calm demeanor, with a dignified and authoritative air about him who had long held a high position.

Even Fu Ze, sensing his aura, felt somewhat suppressed.

He is clearly a true nobleman, not an ordinary person!

The three people beside him sat seemingly casually, but they subtly formed a triangular protective formation, safeguarding the person in the center perfectly. Moreover, each possessed a distinct aura, indicating they were all top-tier fighters!

The man on the left was a middle-aged man in his forties. He sat upright, his posture as straight as a spear, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his knuckles large. But the skin on his palms was smoother and whiter than a woman's!

This is a characteristic that occurs when one's internal martial arts skills have reached an extremely high level, resulting in the shrinking of pores and the gathering of vital energy.

Moreover, Fu Ze could sense that this person's blood and qi were as pure as mercury, and his breathing was long and deep. The internal energy was perfectly integrated, controlled at will—clearly a master of [Transformation of Internal Energy]!

Fu Ze himself was a martial arts master at the mid-stage of Dark Force, and he was very familiar with this kind of Qi and blood fluctuation.

Transform the force.

In the world of Chinese martial arts, that would be considered a grandmaster.

In any province, he would be a renowned figure, presiding over a martial arts school and revered by all.

Now he's actually working as a bodyguard?

The person on the right is in his fifties or sixties, with slightly gray hair and an ordinary face; the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

However, when Fu Ze used his [Spiritual Vision] to look at the man, he saw that the man was surrounded by spiritual energy, and his acupoints were filled with magical power, the fluctuations of which were calm and condensed. He was on par with Yu Mingzi and should also be a sorcerer from the orthodox Xuanmen sect.

It should be noted that Yu Mingzi is someone on Mount Luofu who has already attained [Dharma Rank], [Dharma Title], and [Dharma Class], and can be called a true [Dharma Master]!

Ordinary high-ranking officials and nobles would treat him with utmost respect and regard him as a distinguished guest.

Just like Liu Aijin, no matter how stingy or greedy he is, he didn't dare to go too far when facing Yu Mingzi.

Is this person acting as a bodyguard for an injured or sick person?

Fu Ze's gaze continued to move...

The third man was younger, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a faint smile always on his face, looking harmless.

But Fu Ze noticed that his hands were always hanging down at his sides, intentionally or unintentionally, with his fingers slightly bent, maintaining a posture that was ready to draw his gun at any moment.

He is definitely someone who has reached an extremely high level of skill with guns!

Moreover, how sharp are Fu Ze's eyes?

It possesses both the enhanced vision of traditional Chinese martial arts' "eye cleansing" and the ability of sorcerers' "spiritual vision."

So after a few glances, he noticed a bulge at the man's waist, an unnatural protrusion on the outside of his calf, and what seemed to be a hard object hidden inside his chest lining.

It's a gun.

And not just one.

This person had concealed a total of six handguns in his waist, armpits, lower back, and calves!

The gun was concealed extremely cleverly, making it difficult to see with the naked eye. Its killing intent was subtly concealed, indicating a top-notch marksman.

Grandmaster of Internal Energy, Taoist sorcerer, Divine Spear Guardian...

Any one of them would be a top-tier figure in the outside world.

But now, the three of them are gathered together as a bodyguard for a down-on-his-luck man who looks injured and ill!

How high is this person's status?

Fu Ze and Yu Mingzi exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

The injured gentleman, whom these three top figures would risk their lives to protect, must have been of extremely high status!

But no matter how noble he was, Fu Ze didn't want to provoke him.

I have no desire to curry favor with others.

He's not even from this world. No matter how high the status of a "native" person, it's useless to him!

Moreover, on his side, there were only two people: him and Yu Mingzi.

Opposite them were three top experts and an unfathomable benefactor.

If a conflict were to break out, the outcome would be unpredictable.

Moreover, Fu Ze's purpose in coming to Luofu Mountain was to seek knowledge and enlightenment, not to cause trouble.

The less trouble, the better.

Fu Ze cupped his hands in greeting, revealing what he considered a fairly gentle smile.

"Gentlemen, we are just travelers passing through, seeking shelter from the rain, and we mean no harm."

He deliberately concealed all his presence to show that he was harmless and yielded.

"We'll light a fire in a corner of the temple and spend the night quietly, without disturbing you all."

Yu Mingzi also lightly flicked his whisk and gave a curtsy.

"Amitabha Buddha. This humble Taoist, Yu Mingzi of Luofu Mountain, is passing through this place with this young friend Fu. We only ask for one night's stay and will leave at dawn."

The old Taoist priest's words were both an introduction of himself and a revelation of his identity.

Mount Luofu.

The orthodox sect of Xuanmen, a major righteous school.

Regardless of who the other party is, they should at least give them some face, right? And there's no need to worry that the cultivators from Mount Luofu will harm them, right?

Fu Ze and Yu Mingzi first extended goodwill, because they both knew that such a high-ranking person was in such a sorry state, so wary, and spending the night in a dilapidated temple.

Then they must have been hunted down or failed in a battle, and would definitely be extremely wary of outsiders.

It's better to avoid trouble. Just stay put and we'll leave at dawn anyway.

After Fu Ze finished speaking, he pulled Yu Mingzi along, intending to retreat to the farthest corner on the other side of the temple gate to gather some dry firewood to start a fire.

But just then—

The Grandmaster of Transformation Realm suddenly moved.

Swish it!

Fu Ze only felt his figure flash by, and then it seemed to disappear from the spot. The next instant, he was already standing in front of that "gentleman" like a gun, his gaze as sharp as lightning, coldly sweeping over him, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"No! You can't stay in the temple. You'll disturb the master's rest."

In short, they directly told them to leave.

Fu Ze paused, his brows furrowing slightly.

Outside, it was pouring rain, dark and slippery, and the mountain wind was biting. How could the two of them travel in the rain?

This is far too domineering!

"My friend, it's pouring rain outside. Isn't your behavior a bit too aggressive?"

The expert in the Transformation Realm snorted coldly, staring at Fu Ze with sharp eyes.

An invisible pressure, like a mountain, pressed down upon us.

Fu Ze felt a sudden heaviness all over his body, as if his spirit was truly being crushed by a mountain.

But he did not back down, and his voice became somewhat cold.

"We're only asking for lodging for the night and will leave at dawn. We won't come any closer, nor will we ask any questions or look around. This abandoned mountain temple isn't your private property; anyone can stay here overnight. We've already shown our sincerity, so why can't you make an exception?"

"Make an exception?"

The middle-aged expert, expressionless, suddenly took a few steps forward.

His movements were slow, but each step carried a peculiar rhythm, like a tiger awakening, its muscles twitching slightly beneath its clothes, poised to pounce.

"My husband is unwell and is currently recuperating. Your identities and origins are unknown, and your presence would be a threat. Either leave on your own, or I will throw you out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted his strength. His clothes became bulging, as if they were being blown by the wind.

But Fu Ze knew that it was actually his muscles writhing like dragons and snakes, causing his clothes to rise and fall. This showed an incredibly high level of control over his body!

At the same time, his blood and qi surged slightly like smoke, and a domineering and fierce aura locked onto Fu Ze, the killing intent was almost tangible!

Fu Ze's eyes turned slightly cold.

He could understand the other party's eagerness to protect their master, but such indiscriminate and unreasonable expulsion was far too arrogant.

"Is it the Xingyi Quan's 'tendons like dragons and pythons'? I've heard that when Xingyi Quan is practiced to the level of Huajin, the muscles and tendons of the whole body can twist and writhe like dragons and pythons, bursting out with tremendous power."

"Brother, you are also a practitioner of martial arts, and although you have reached the Transformation Realm and can be called a grandmaster, you should also understand that no matter how strong a Transformation Realm master is, they are still human. You should always leave room for maneuver and not be so domineering."

Fu Ze also adopted a Bajiquan stance, and a similar aura of power and energy rose up.

"We mean no harm, yet you're being so aggressive. If it really comes to blows, you might not be able to drive us away so easily!"

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged master's eyes, as if he hadn't expected this young man to dare to directly confront his martial arts pressure.

"The innate stance of Bajiquan? You're also a martial arts practitioner? Judging from your qi and strength, although you've reached the level of hidden strength, making you a master, you're still far from achieving true mastery. Can you withstand one punch from me?"

As he spoke, he simply raised his right hand slowly, spread his five fingers, and then gently clenched them.

"Crackling sound—"

A crisp cracking sound erupted from the palm of his hand!

Like a firecracker exploding, the force of the punch surged within a half-foot radius.

When martial arts are mastered to the level of "Transformation of Power," the muscles and bones resonate, the internal organs harmonize, and the muscles become incredibly flexible, allowing one to generate power from any distance. Therefore, a simple grip can produce a thunderous sound.

This means that the power of a master of Hua Jin's casually clenched fist is comparable to the full-force strike of a master of Ming Jin at the peak!

The difference between them is enormous.

Good heavens, this is practically a direct protest!

Fu Ze's heart grew even heavier.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.

This person's Xingyi Quan has been practiced to the bone marrow.

This move serves as both a demonstration of strength and a warning.

He was telling Fu Ze: I possess the power of neutralizing energy, while you possess the power of concealing energy. In a real fight, you are no match for me.

but……

Although Fu Ze felt serious inside, he only gave a cold laugh on the surface.

"Heh, whether we can stop you or not, we shouldn't be humiliated like this. Martial artists can be magnanimous, but they cannot tolerate being insulted! We've already shown our sincerity; we're just spending the night in a corner. If you really want to drive us away, then be prepared that no one will have an easy time tonight!"

"It's like this table full of food; I might not eat at the banquet, but if I overturn the table, nobody else can eat either!"

Fu Ze's stubbornness also kicked in.

So you're a Grandmaster of Transformation Force?

He was also looking forward to meeting them!

The other party only thought he was a martial arts practitioner, never suspecting that he was also a sorcerer. Moreover, his magical skills were no weaker than his martial arts skills.

If a real fight breaks out, in a life-or-death situation, then a sudden spell will be used.

Fu Ze felt that his chances of winning were at least 60%!

Of course, this is on the condition that the other two guards do not intervene.

Otherwise, I'm definitely doomed.

The reason he dared to be so tough was that he knew that since these three were guards and had important people to protect them, he couldn't let things get too ugly!

Yu Mingzi also sensed the tension in the atmosphere. He tightened his grip on the whisk and quietly circulated his spiritual energy.

After experiencing a series of events in Fuling County, he now trusts Fu Ze unconditionally!

Since Fu Ze has chosen not to back down anymore, he is willing to remain steadfast.

Inside the dilapidated temple, the air seemed to freeze.

The campfire crackled and sparks flew everywhere.

Just as tensions were about to rise between the two sides—

"Cough cough..."

The mysterious nobleman who had been silent all along suddenly coughed twice.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone's heart.

The middle-aged expert stiffened slightly, then slowly lowered his hand.

He turned to look at the mysterious nobleman, a questioning look in his eyes.

The mysterious nobleman waved his hand, his voice weak but gentle.

"Brother Junfeng, let them stay."

"It's raining heavily outside. Forcing people out is no different from taking their lives."

The middle-aged expert's expression changed slightly.

"But sir, what about your safety...?"

The mysterious nobleman smiled faintly.

"Just two passersby."

"Moreover, that old Taoist priest comes from Mount Luofu. He is a highly respected master from a reputable sect and would not harm us."

He looked at Fu Ze and Yu Mingzi with a calm gaze, yet it seemed as if he could see right through them.

"Gentlemen, if you don't mind, please start a fire in that corner over there."

"But please stay away from us."

"This is not an intentional act of mistreatment or humiliation on my part. It's just that..."

"Tonight is probably going to be a bit turbulent."

"This is also to avoid my situation from implicating you two."

He then glanced at the middle-aged master of internal energy beside him.

"My friend here is a bit impatient and was too worried about me, which is why he spoke so offensively. Besides, he's not my subordinate; he's just a loyal friend who volunteered to escort me. Please forgive him!"

The mysterious benefactor's words were approachable, gentle, and polite, which largely dispelled the dissatisfaction in people's hearts.

[That's a true master! Their words and actions are so sophisticated!]

Fu Ze sighed inwardly.

Since they've already gone this far, it's not appropriate to dwell on the middle-aged expert's rudeness.

Fu Ze has calmed down.

As for what exactly this "unrest" meant by the mysterious nobleman, he didn't ask, but simply cupped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you very much."

After saying that, he and Yu Mingzi went to a corner on the other side of the dilapidated temple, found some dry firewood, and started a small fire.

The two sat down cross-legged and talked in hushed tones.

"Young friend Fu, what do you think?"

Yu Mingzi lowered his voice.

Fu Ze glanced at the four people and whispered.

"That Grandmaster of Transformation Realm follows the Xingyi Quan style. His Qi and blood are abundant, and his strength is well-rounded, at least in the early or even middle stages of Transformation Realm."

Yu Mingzi sighed.

"When one's fist techniques and martial arts reach the level of Transformation, one can be called a martial arts grandmaster. That sorcerer's cultivation is no weaker than mine; he should already be at the [Dharma Rank] of the [True One Beginning].

In this respect, his perception was clearer than Fu Ze's.

"As for that smiling young man..."

Fu Ze paused.

"He had at least six handguns hidden on his person."

"Moreover, there is a thick callus on the second joint of his right index finger."

"That's from wearing down the trigger from pulling it for so long."

"These kinds of people can fire a gun faster than an average person blinks!"

Yu Mingzi was secretly alarmed upon hearing this.

"That mysterious noble person, who can be guarded by these three people at the same time, must be of extraordinary status."

"Let's not meddle in other people's business, let's leave after we get out of the rain."