"Mr. Zhao, don't take it to heart!”
Zhao Min, who was beside Zhao Rubi, said coquettishly," I didn't take the Intense Fire Divine Pill, but I owe you a favor. Besides, with my status, I'll rarely travel in the martial world in the future. Instead of wasting a hard-earned pill on me, it's better to let Mr. Lan go and strive for the strength of peak first-rate. With the strength of peak first-rate, it'll be more beneficial to the Prince's mansion!”
Zhao Rubi's heart was cold. Zhao Min was right. With her status, the chances of her personally going into battle were very few. Instead of that, she might as well use it to nurture an expert and gain the other party's favor.
What kind of concept was a peak first-rate expert? In the martial world, they were probably all experts. Other than a few existences, very few people could compare to them.
However, this made Zhao Rubi extremely worried.
Among the six great sects, other than Shaolin and Wudang, who else could contend with the peak first-rate figures?
Would this disrupt the plot? The greatest advantage of a transmigrator was their grasp of the plot.
Also, Mister Lan had always given Zhao Rubi a sense of danger. The way Mister Lan looked at him was as if he was looking at his prey, which made him very unhappy.
"It's fine. This is a gift for the princess. I naturally have no objections as to how the princess will deal with it!”
Zhao Rubi perfunctorily tried to figure out the gains and losses in his heart.
This Mister Lan was very strange and had an extraordinary status. He did not live in the Ruyang Mansion, but in a Taoist temple outside the city. He had dozens of disciples and the Taoist temple was very prosperous. Many Mongol officials and ministers, although they believed in the Tantra Lamaism, also went to him to ask about the way to keep in good health.
This was also the same lineage in Mongolia. Even Tiemuzhen had asked Qiu Chuji of Quan Zhen Sect about the way to keep in good health. Therefore, many Mongolian nobles had a few Taoist priests and monks in their homes. It was as if all of this did not attract Zhao Rubi's attention!
However, he discovered a few problems. Mister Lan had even asked someone to find some disciples with talent in martial arts for him. However, there were always about 20 to 30 disciples in his Taoist temple. He had seen Mister Lan's disciples at the banquet of Ruyang Mansion last time. Their zhenqi was not weak and they had a second-rate realm, which made many disciples of big sects sigh. However, their use of martial arts was pitifully low, like mediocre hands. It seemed like Mister Lan had never taught them martial arts.
However, this was not what puzzled Zhao Rubi. What puzzled him the most was that the zhenqi cultivated by those dozens of disciples was the zhenqi cultivation technique that Mister Lan had given him!
This made Zhao Rubi even more suspicious. He didn't want the Intense Fire Divine Pill that he had painstakingly refined to still fall into his hands.
"I knew Mr. Zhao was a generous person." Zhao Min chuckled. Pa!"
After she clapped her hands, a servant appeared behind her. He held a book in his hand and respectfully handed it over!
"What is this? Where did the princess get this medical book for me?”
Zhao Rubi did not care at all. He was well aware of Zhao Min's attempts to rope him in from time to time. This time, the medical book he saw was written in Tibetan. It was also a roll of oilpaper. The handwriting was yellow and looked a little old. His eyes lit up, but he pretended to be indifferent!
"Hehe, Mr. Zhao was wrong!”
Zhao Min giggled." Didn't you say that you don't like meditation? "I've specially found a powerful internal and external cultivation technique for you. This technique is amazing. It's the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art that the Imperial Advisor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, Jinlun Guoshi, cultivated more than a hundred years ago!”
Zhao Rubi had long known that this was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, but the surprise that Zhao Min found made Zhao Rubi extremely happy." A hundred years ago, Jinlun Guoshi?”
"Not bad!"
Zhao Min also explained Jinlun Guoshi's deeds to him. However, the praise and criticism were naturally from the Mongolian standpoint. She said that the Chinese martial arts world was despicable and shameless. They bullied Jinlun Guoshi with their numbers and finally killed him. However, she also emphasized the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art and personally translated the scripture for Zhao Rubi!
In fact, with Zhao Rubi's knowledge, he could translate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. However, he knew that ancient knowledge was very difficult to spread. If he knew Tibetan, it would definitely arouse Zhao Min's suspicion. Therefore, he asked Zhao Min to sit at the side and translate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art for him.
This scroll of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art did not have the thirteen levels recorded in the original text. It only had the seventh level. If one cultivated according to this record, they would at most reach the first-class realm, where they could pass through the Conception and Governor Meridians. However, the cultivation in the Central Plains was different. It emphasized the seven chakras and eight meridians. Zhao Min personally explained the changes to Zhao Rubi.
Zhao Rubi smelled the fragrance of Zhao Min beside him, and a ripple appeared in his heart. The two of them had been together for almost two to three days. During this period, they naturally couldn't help but rub their ears and temples. It made the people in the Imperial Residence envious of Zhao Rubi's good luck.
He could also tell that Zhao Min was extraordinarily knowledgeable and intelligent. Although the translation of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was not completely correct, it was most likely done by Zhao Rubi. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was indeed extraordinary and wonderful.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was powerful because it cultivated both inside and outside, strengthening one's bones and muscles. When cultivated to the extreme, each punch and kick contained the power of a dragon and elephant.
Using such a cultivation technique to cultivate external techniques would definitely increase the strength of his body. However, this internal cultivation technique walked through the seven chakras and eight meridians, and there were many differences between it and the cultivation in the Central Plains. Zhao Rubi still needed to properly comprehend it. However, he dismissed Zhao Min and changed into a night-traveling suit to tell others that he was going into seclusion!
Zhao Rubi was going to investigate Mister Lan's direct descendants. According to his speculation, without his own method, Mister Lan would need a lot of time to refine the Fire Divine Pill. It would take at least a few days. This time was definitely the most critical point of his cultivation. If he wanted to know his secret, this was the most suitable time.
He wanted to verify that his suspicions were correct!
The place where Mister Lan lived was called Carefree Temple. Mister Lan and his disciple lived in this temple. The incense was strong, so it was not a sparsely populated place. He knew where this place was long ago. He hurried to Carefree Temple in the middle of the night and used the Soul Transfer Technique to ask for Mister Lan's whereabouts!
"It's here!"
Zhao Rubi tiptoed and found Mister Lan's secluded meditation spot!
Along the way, he also discovered the place where Mister Lan was. The style of the buildings was very similar to that of Miao Jiang. It was also in the temple, covered with camelias. The camelias were everywhere and filled with fragrance. He came to the place where Mister Lan was in seclusion. He flipped over and climbed onto the roof beam. He pulled open the tiles and saw Mister Lan sitting cross-legged on a piece of ice. His entire body was red as fire. True Qi circulated, forming layers of Gang Qi that wrapped around his body and beside him. Layers of dark green silk appeared!
"There's someone!"
The moment Zhao Rubi removed the tile, Mr. Lan was immediately alerted. He pointed his finger, and a burst of true energy immediately exploded from Zhao Rubi's body!
"Not good, he's been discovered. He's about to enter the peak of the first-rate!”
Zhao Rubi was shocked and immediately dodged the finger wind. He quickly escaped and jumped off the roof!
"You want to leave? It's not that easy!"
Mister Lan retracted his Gang Qi and a fierce look flashed across his face. The door in front of him exploded, and a surge of zhenqi gushed out. He took a miraculous step and leaped toward Zhao Rubi. His body was as fast as lightning as he crossed the pond at the side. As if he was riding the wind, he moved like a wave and blocked Zhao Rubi's way!
"Water Subtle Steps?"
Zhao Rubi was stunned. He remembered a type of footwork." You used the Wave Subtle Steps?”
"Good boy, I knew you weren't simple!”"Zhao Xijue, who are you?" Mister Lan sneered. Why have you come to my place? Are you trying to probe my cultivation technique?"
As Mister Lan spoke, a bluish-purple color appeared on his hand!
"Blue Sand Hand? "This…" Zhao Rubi was shocked!
He had read a lot of books from the Kongtong Sect and knew many secrets of the martial arts world. The Blue Sand Hand was a powerful ultimate skill. When cultivated to the extreme, his arms were like divine weapons, and their power was unfathomable!
"No matter who you are, the zhenqi in your body is of great use to me. Others may not be able to tell, but I know that your body contains extremely pure Daoist zhenqi. With your internal energy, it will be of great use to me!”Mister Lan looked at Zhao Rubi with a sinister smile."Brat, I don't know why you're staying in Ruyang Mansion. Originally, you and I didn't interfere with each other. However, since you came to court death, I'll take you in!”
"Damn it!"
Zhao Rubi's sword struck out and collided with Mister Lan's Blue Sand Hand!
However, the moment it collided with the Blue Sand Hand, Zhao Rubi could not hold on to the long sword in his hand and almost broke free from his grip!
"Brat, didn't anyone tell you that if you don't become a first-class warrior, you're still an ant without Sword Qi? Without Sword Qi, you can't break my Protective Upstanding Qi, and you can't hurt me at all!”Mr. Lan chuckled. He grabbed the sword in Zhao Rubi's hand and a layer of cuticular membrane appeared on it.
"Poison?"
Zhao Rubi was shocked. Damn it, he's so powerful!"
His zhenqi was not circulating properly, and Mister Lan's blue sand hand easily broke his sword.
Clang! Clang!
His long sword fell to the ground, and he lost a lot of his fighting strength, which was taken advantage of by Mister Lan.
Mr. Lan took a step forward and pressed his fingers on Zhao Rubi's body agilely, sealing a few of his acupoints." Humph, you're not bad, kid, but you're still not my match. Since you've delivered yourself to me, I'll take all your Genuine Qi and martial arts!"”
Zhao Rubi's zhenqi was sealed, and he could not move. Hearing his words, he was shocked.
"Don't worry, I haven't let the Fire God Pill burn all the impurities in my body. I'll keep you here for a few days. I'll lock you up in my cultivation room and talk about it later!”
Mister Lan sneered and locked him up in the training room as if he was carrying something. He closed his eyes and started training!
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