The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Jiang Ning gripped the tortoise shell tightly in his hand, as if he were holding the future fate of the Huashan Sect in his grasp.

"hold head high?"

Maodou looked at its owner's expression and barked in confusion, wondering what its owner was so happy about.

After glancing at the edamame, Jiang Ning's joy subsided slightly, and he continued to look at the small characters on the tortoise shell.

"This technique is best practiced by those with a pure Yang body. Those without a pure Yang body will progress slowly and will need to use internal energy to assist in their cultivation..."

Upon seeing this sentence, Jiang Ning's joyful expression faded slightly.

The Innate Skill is a Taoist practice. According to Taoist teachings, a pure Yang body is equivalent to a virgin body, which Jiang Ning can satisfy.

He's a virgin!

What made him hesitate was that Yue Buqun was almost sixty years old and no longer a virgin.

Even if Yue Buqun were to practice the Innate Skill with the same determination he had shown for practicing the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, his progress would be very slow at first, and he wouldn't be able to improve his strength in a short period of time.

However, after thinking about it, Jiang Ning felt that it wasn't a big problem. Although it was a bit slow, it was better than being a eunuch, wasn't it?

In any case, Yue Buqun has already obtained the lost sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which has greatly improved his strength.

Jiang Ning looked at the words and saw that the next part was the cultivation method of the Innate Skill. He read it carefully and memorized the cultivation formula. Then he put the tortoise shell on the ground and changed his clothes, which were already soaked.

I wonder how long this tortoise shell has been passed down, and whether those words were carved by Wang Chongyang. When Jiang Ning held it just now, he found it to be very hard, like steel. I wonder what kind of tortoise it was when it was alive.

After taking out other clothes from the bag, Jiang Ning changed out of his own clothes, and then took out a bell wrapped in gold silk from his soaked clothes.

He found the bell in the dressing table, not knowing its purpose, but figuring it must be something from the Ancient Tomb Sect, so Jiang Ning took it with him.

The gold silk was of excellent quality; it hadn't become fibrous even after being in the ancient tomb for so many years. Jiang Ning pulled it hard and found that it was also quite resilient.

Jiang Ning patted Maodou's head and said with a smile, "Here's a gift for you."

"hold head high?"

Maodou stared at the bell in Jiang Ning's hand with wide, bright eyes, full of curiosity.

Jiang Ning tied a bell around its neck. As Maodou shook its head, the bell rang clearly, which made Maodou shake its head even faster, as if it were playing with a fun toy.

"Hahaha."

Seeing its comical appearance, Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh.

He wasn't originally a cold person, but when he first opened his eyes upon arriving in this world, he saw the bandit's knife about to strike. If Yue Buqun hadn't saved him in time, he probably would have had to say goodbye to this world right after arriving.

Knowing that Yue Buqun was the one who saved him, and knowing the future fate of the Huashan Sect and Yue Buqun, Jiang Ning felt a sense of urgency. This urgency compelled him to cultivate diligently, all so that he could contribute his own strength.

Yue Buqun saved him, raised him, and taught him martial arts without asking for anything in return. He treated Yue Buqun like his own son. Jiang Ning didn't know how to repay this kindness, so he could only give back to Yue Buqun with everything he had.

Chapter 32: The Ancient Capital of Six Dynasties

Having obtained the Innate Skill, Jiang Ning had already achieved his main purpose for descending the mountain, and there was no need for him to stay in Zhongnan Mountain any longer. Jiang Ning led Maodou down the mountain along the path they had come from.

However, after passing through a mountain road, Jiang Ning unexpectedly saw the man he had seen before again. At this time, he was crying in front of a grave mound, his voice rising and falling in a rhythmic manner.

"My goodness! Brother Ziyan!"

Jiang Ning didn't look at it for long and continued down the mountain.

Having already obtained the Innate Skill, Jiang Ning wanted to return to Mount Hua to give it to Yue Buqun. However, he immediately remembered that nearly half a month had passed, and Yue Buqun and the other Mount Hua disciples were probably already on their way to Xiangyang. At this time, there would be no one on Mount Hua, so there would be no use for him to go back.

Since it's a rare opportunity to come down the mountain, why not travel around, gain experience, and see what the world is like?

Jiang Ning planned to go to Xi'an first, as this big city was the closest to him, only a few dozen miles away. It was only noon now, and he would arrive in Xi'an in the afternoon.

First, go to Xi'an, then go to Xiangyang to meet up with Master Yue Buqun and his wife Ning Zhongze. After passing on the Innate Skill to Yue Buqun, go on training, and then visit the Qingcheng Sect in Sichuan.

"Walk."

After descending the mountain, Jiang Ning sat on Maodou's back, patted its head, and said...

Maodou's eyes lit up immediately.

For the past few days, it had been watching Jiang Ning go in and out of the pool, wondering what he was doing. It was getting really bored. But when it heard Jiang Ning's words, it bared its big teeth and started running wildly, the bell around its neck ringing out clearly.

Sitting on Maodou's back, Jiang Ning's eyes shone even brighter than before.

Xi'an.

Originally named Chang'an, it served as the capital of six dynasties: Qin, Western Han, Eastern Han, Jin, Sui, and Tang. It boasts a long history. However, starting from the Yuan Dynasty, the capital was no longer located here, and Chang'an became an ordinary city. In the Ming Dynasty, it was renamed Xi'an, and it remains so to this day.

Even so, this ancient city remains one of the four ancient capitals and is very famous. Even during the Ming Dynasty, it was very prosperous.

This is Jiang Ning's first time visiting Xi'an. The Xi'an city wall is very magnificent. Only after entering the city did he realize how prosperous this ancient city is.

The place was bustling with noise and traffic. A series of clamorous sounds filled the air. As far as the eye could see, one after another, antique-style buildings stretched out in an endless line. The streets were filled with a lively crowd of people, including martial arts practitioners, scholars, peddlers, and all sorts of people.

"Make way, you're blocking the way."

A slightly arrogant voice came from behind Jiang Ning. He turned around and saw a richly dressed young man speaking to him, followed by several male servants.

The men were originally going to push Jiang Ning away, but the young nobleman stopped them. He saw the sword hanging on Maodou's body and knew that Jiang Ning was a member of the martial arts world.

When he was out and about, his father had warned him not to be too arrogant if he encountered these江湖人 (jianghu people), as they were all desperate criminals. The young man had taken his advice to heart.

Jiang Ning glanced at him, then led Maodou aside. He planned to go to the clothing store to buy a piece of clothing first.

Although the cloth clothes he had bought before were well-made, two of them were torn while exploring the bottom of the pool.

"Oh."

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, the young man chuckled and then swaggered past.

Jiang Ning looked at him, then at the people on the street. Some of them were dressed in rough cloth and had sallow complexions, which contrasted sharply with the luxurious silks on this man's clothes.

No wonder there are always people who want to rob the rich to help the poor. Jiang Ning wanted to teach this young man a lesson for his arrogance.

However, this person was just a bit rude, and he was indeed blocking the way, so Jiang Ning had no intention of teaching him a lesson.

Having acquired overwhelming military power that is difficult for the world to control, one's ego gradually swells. The slightest displeasure becomes unbearable, and one wants to do whatever one pleases. What one can control is good, and what one cannot control is evil.

Those who possess violence are strong; those who know how to control violence are powerful.

The young man was just a minor incident, and Jiang Ning didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, he led Maodou around the ancient city, attracting quite a bit of attention along the way.

Although Maodou is a donkey, such a tall donkey is rare.

After wandering around the city for half a day, Jiang Ning finally found a clothing store.

Compared to the small clothing shop in Huayin County, this one is significantly larger, and the fabrics on display look very expensive.

Jiang Ning hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should switch to another one.

After all, although he was carrying a huge sum of money, several hundred taels of silver, some luxury items were the most expensive, and clothes were one of them.

These fabrics look very expensive; he might buy them and be broke overnight.

However, he wandered around for a long time before finally finding a clothing store. He didn't know where else would be open if he went to another one.

"Young master, I've noticed you've been standing at the door for a while now. Why don't you come in and take a look?"

Just as Jiang Ning was hesitating, a man walked out of the shop. He looked like a shop assistant and smiled at Jiang Ning.

"Our clothes are made of superior fabric and reasonably priced. They are among the best in Xi'an and are loved by many customers. We guarantee your satisfaction."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning stepped closer to the store.

Come here.

Upon entering the store, one is immediately struck by the sight of luxurious and exquisite clothes hanging inside, some of which are even better than what Yue Buqun wears.

There weren't many customers in the store, but there were a few, mostly young people, both men and women, and their clothes didn't look like those of ordinary people.

Each of them had a salesperson beside them introducing the clothes in the store.

"Sir, what color do you prefer? Do you have any preferences regarding clothing style?"

The waiter spoke with a smile behind Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning pondered for a moment, then said.

"Blue or cyan are both fine, something a bit plain and simple."

The shop assistant nodded repeatedly as he listened. After finishing, he went to a spot in the shop, took out a piece of clothing, and brought it over.

"Sir, what do you think of this one?"

Jiang Ning looked at it upon hearing this.

The garment is light blue overall, with no extra patterns, making it quite simple. The collar is light blue, with patterns embroidered stitch by stitch in silk. These patterns are fresh and elegant. The edges are white, and the workmanship is excellent.

"Hmm, how much silver?"

Jiang Ning nodded and asked.

The waiter chuckled and held up three fingers: "Three taels of silver."

It's much more expensive than the three cloth clothes I bought before.

Jiang Ning tried his best to offer a low price, but he didn't expect it to cost three taels of silver.

"Sir, this garment is made by hand, stitch by stitch, from the finest silk. Look at these threads, look at the workmanship. There are even silk threads sewn on it. At three taels of silver, it's a very good deal."

"We have a discount in our store right now. If you buy now, you'll get 20% off and a free belt. Where else can you find such a great deal?"

The shop assistant was enthusiastically recommending this outfit.

But what he said is true; the clothes are indeed quite nice.

However, Jiangning still feels a bit expensive, so let's try another one.

Just as Jiang Ning turned around, his gaze was drawn to a piece of clothing.

This is a piece of black silk, embroidered with very exquisite patterns, and the fabric is very smooth.

"How much is this garment?"

Jiang Ning asked.

He remembered that Yue Buqun hadn't bought new clothes for several years.