One person: Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei, who has mastered the Golden Light Mantra to its fullest lev

Zhang Yunyuan did not alert anyone.

He simply found a secluded valley outside the mountain gate and settled down there.

During the day, he would take Feng Baobao to visit various scenic spots in Wudang Mountain, just like ordinary pilgrims.

Starting from Xuanyue Gate, the path leads upwards to the Sanqing Sacred Realm of Qiongtan Temple, the Immortal Relics of Yinxian Rock, the Dragon Head Incense of Nanyan Palace, and finally to the Nine-Bend Yellow River Wall at Taizipo.

Whenever he arrived at a place imbued with unique Daoist charm, the cold system notification in his mind would arrive as scheduled.

[Ding! Check-in location detected: Wudang Mountain, Xuanyue Gate.]

【Check-in successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: Daoist Essence Crystal.]

[Ding! Check-in location detected: Qiongtan Temple, Wudang Mountain.]

【Check-in successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward: Void Initiation (Cultivation +3 years).]

[Ding! Check-in location detected: Yinxianyan, Wudang Mountain.]

【Check-in successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward: Tribulation Tempering (significantly enhances your proficiency in lightning magic).]

[Ding! Check-in location detected: Wudang Mountain, Taizipo.]

【Check-in successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward: Foundation Strengthening.]

For more than a year, he worked tirelessly like a diligent bee, collecting the "nectar" from this precious land.

Finally, after visiting all the must-see spots on Wudang Mountain, he set his sights on the most magnificent and Taoist-inspired Taihe Palace.

[Ding! Key check-in location detected: Wudang Mountain - Taihe Palace.]

[Should I check in?]

Zhang Yunyuan silently recited it in his heart.

【Check-in successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received the reward—True Martial Arts Mystic Arts!]

A vast and profound torrent of information instantly surged into his soul.

This technique was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain, after observing the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation and combining it with his own understanding of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Before the emergence of Feng Hou Qi Men, it was considered the strongest Qi Men.

It's even more powerful than the Wuhou Qimen Dunjia in Zhuge Village.

It is in no way inferior to Feng Hou Qi Men.

Feng Hou Qi Men, which mainly involves turning the four plates, controls time and space, and represents the ultimate in "movement" and "change".

However, the True Martial Arts School does not emphasize changes in time and space; its core lies in just two words.

Guarding and dispelling falsehoods.

Once the Zhenwu Qimen Formation is set up, its core is as if the Zhenwu Emperor himself is present, impervious to all magic and ignoring the interference of any Qimen techniques, including the strange ability of Feng Hou Qimen to disrupt time.

At the same time, this formation can suppress all evil spirits and dispel all illusions, making it an extremely pure defensive and demon-breaking formation.

"What a magnificent Zhenwu Qimen!"

Zhang Yunyuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bursting with uncontrollable shock and ecstasy.

This extraordinary technique was practically tailor-made for someone like him who preferred a steady and methodical approach.

He stood up and took one last look at the mist-shrouded Taihe Palace. The excitement in his heart suddenly cooled because of a name, and a complex sense of melancholy welled up inside him.

Years ago, he had a pleasant conversation with this Wudang prodigy under the moon at this very spot.

But now, Zhou Sheng is being hunted down by the entire world of supernatural beings because he has comprehended the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Nothing in life is more unpredictable than this.

Zhang Yunyuan sighed softly, suppressing his emotions, and quietly left with Feng Baobao.

He did not continue his tour, but returned to the secluded valley.

He decided to formally begin teaching Feng Baobao the cultivation methods of Longhu Mountain here.

In the valley, the stream babbles, and birds sing amidst the fragrance of flowers.

Zhang Yunyuan sat cross-legged, his expression solemn.

“Baby, what I taught you before was only a basic way to use the power in your body.”

"Now, I'm going to teach you the true essence of Longhu Mountain."

He stretched out his finger, and a wisp of golden energy slowly condensed at his fingertip, sometimes transforming into a flying bird, sometimes into a swimming fish, incredibly agile.

What we cultivate is Qi.

"Qi is the most fundamental force that constitutes this world. It is omnipresent and omnipotent."

He used the simplest and most straightforward language to depict the core outline of the world of spiritual practice on this blank sheet of paper.

Feng Baobao squatted in front of him, tilting her head. Her clear, empty eyes reflected the ever-changing golden light from his fingertips, as if she was trying very hard to understand.

"Try to feel it, guide it, and let it circulate in your body according to the methods I have taught you."

Zhang Yunyuan guided her.

"Close your eyes, empty your mind, don't think, don't ask, just listen with your heart."

Feng Baobao, seemingly understanding but not quite, followed his example and closed her eyes.

Zhang Yunyuan thought this process would be very long.

After all, for someone with a mental disability, trying to understand such a mysterious concept as "Qi" is nothing short of a fantasy.

However, what happened the next moment completely overturned his understanding and shocked his Dao heart!

Just as Feng Baobao closed her eyes...

The free-floating, invisible Qi in the surrounding world seemed to be attracted by some kind of fatal force, and began to converge towards her body at a speed visible to the naked eye!

They transformed into countless tiny, multicolored ribbons of light, flowing into her limbs and bones like rivers flowing into the sea.

At this moment, Feng Baobao's body seemed to have become a bottomless black hole, greedily devouring all the energy around her.

She herself remained in a dazed state, seemingly oblivious to everything happening inside her body.

Zhang Yunyuan was dumbfounded.

What... what's going on?!

For an ordinary person to be able to sense even a faint trace of Qi when practicing Qi for the first time is already considered a gift.

But Feng Baobao's posture wasn't one of sensing, it was clearly one of devouring!

Zhang Yunyuan quickly extended his divine sense to carefully examine the condition inside her body.

If you don't check, you don't know, if you check, you will be shocked.

He discovered that the vital energy of heaven and earth that surged into Feng Baobao's body did not circulate in her meridians, but was directly "eaten" by her peculiar immortal body in a way that he could not understand at all.

To devour, to assimilate.

There is no refining process, no circulation of Qi.

It's the simplest and most direct way... absorption.

It was as if her body was naturally composed of these most primal energies, and now it was simply returning to its rightful owner.

Zhang Yunyuan's mind went completely blank.

He taught her the most authentic breathing techniques from Longhu Mountain.

As a result, she used her physical instincts to forge a path that was unheard of and unseen before.

Moreover, this unorthodox method seems... frighteningly efficient.

In the days that followed, Zhang Yunyuan completely gave up the idea of ​​"teaching".

He simply demonstrated the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain and the Yang Five Thunder Techniques in front of her again and again.

Feng Baobao, on the other hand, displayed unparalleled talent for cultivation, or rather... talent for imitation.

Her perception and control over Qi improved by leaps and bounds.

On the first day, she was able to condense a faint golden light at her fingertips.

On the third day, she was able to cover her entire body with golden light, although it was still very thin, it was already taking shape.

On the seventh day, when Zhang Yunyuan unleashed a palm strike of lightning in front of her.

She tilted her head and looked at him, then followed his example and stretched out her hand.

There was no thunder, no lightning.

Only a highly unstable ball of energy, exuding a dangerous aura, slowly condensed in her palm.

Then, with a "bang," it exploded.

He smoked himself until he looked like a black-faced cat.

Zhang Yunyuan: "..."

He felt that his Dao heart was being repeatedly tempered, crushed, and then reshaped on this journey.

Chapter 109 A shovel travels the world, burying away a thousand worries.

The path of spiritual cultivation is never peaceful.

In this chaotic world, it's easier to encounter clueless scoundrels in remote, untouched mountains.

Most of the time, the bandits saw Feng Baobao's innocent and naive appearance and Zhang Yunyuan's handsome appearance, which made him look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. They thought these were two pieces of meat delivered to their door.

At first, Zhang Yunyuan was willing to spend some time trying to reason with him.