[Yin-Yang Balance]
[Level: Ordinary cultivation technique.]
[Description: An incomplete Qi Cultivating Stage cultivation technique.]
[Description: There are only three levels of this technique for now. They correspond to the first, second, and third levels of Qi Refinement. Reversing True Qi into True Essence will increase the level of one's life and the strength system. It can increase one's lifespan and practice spells.]
The first level, Extreme Yin.
[Additional Qi Realm Spell: Falling Rain Sword Technique]
The second level, Extreme Yang.
[Additional Qi Realm Spell: Fist of the Sun]
The third level, Yin and Yang as one.
[Additional Qi Realm Spell: Yin Yang Millstone]
It seemed simple, but Song Qingshu's eyelids were twitching. It was actually an Immortal cultivation technique. It was simply terrifying!!
Although there were only three levels, this was a complete improvement of the system and dimensions.
They were all humans, but you were a fat otaku who had been staying at home for years, and he was Tyson who could kill a beast with one punch. Let them fight!？
It was not an exaggeration.
"Do you want to convert your current cultivation into the cultivation system, Yin-Yang balance?”At this moment, the system spoke again.
Song Qingshu hurriedly nodded.
This was also a benefit of the system. Song Qingshu could choose to convert the techniques he deduced without any side effects.
" Transform…"
"The host's current cultivation level is at the Mortal Connate realm, corresponding to the first level of Qi Refinement…"
"Transformation successful!"
……
The world of mortals was boundless, and the world of the living was myriad. The martial world was very big, but also very small.
After Song Qingshu imparted the Nine Yin Scripture to the ten black-robed Asuras, he returned to Mount Wudang alone.
Although the Nine Yin Mantra was powerful, it was nothing in Song Qingshu's eyes.
Moreover, he had nurtured all the Shura in the Shura Group since they were young, so they were 100% loyal.
Presumably, with the Nine Yin Mantra, the Asura Group would become even more powerful and would be able to do dirty things for Song Qingshu.
After returning to Wudang Mountain, Song Qingshu did not show any signs of abnormality. He immersed himself in the countless Dao scriptures.
Wudang Sect and Quanzhen Sect were known as the two leaders of the Northern and Southern Taoist Sects, so they naturally had many Taoist scriptures.
There is a golden house in the book.
There were many mysteries in the scriptures.
The Daoist scripture could calm Song Qingshu's mind and broaden his thinking. It could also allow him to comprehend many principles, which could be considered a foundation for the future.
There is no sixty-year cycle in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated as a thousand years, Song Qingshu had really kept his cool. He had read a lot of books on Mount Wudang and taught the disciples martial arts in his spare time.
In the eyes of the Wudang Seven Heroes, this was a sign of steadiness.
Peaceful and easy-going times were always short.
On this day, the Sect Leader of Emei, the Abbess Miejue, went up the mountain to see Zhang Sanfeng.
Although Song Yuanqiao did not like extinction because of the incident with Zhang Cuishan, he remembered that the grandmaster of Emei had a close relationship with his master, so he had no choice but to let Song Qingshu receive him.
……
At the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Miejue waited patiently with a few disciples. Although she thought highly of herself and had Heavenly Sword in her hand, she really did not dare to be too impudent in Wudang Mountain.
Originally, Emei and Wudang had a very harmonious relationship. However, after the incident at Zhang Cuishan ten years ago, those feelings had long disappeared.
If she caused any more trouble now, Zhang Sanfeng might not let her off.
After all, when Zhang Sanfeng was young, he was not a good person. When he was middle-aged, he even swept through the entire martial world and killed until blood flowed like a river. Only then did the martial world become a little quieter.
Not long after.
Song Qingshu, who was dressed in white and green, walked down with a few disciples. When he saw Miejue, he smiled gently and said,"Song Qingshu greets the Abbess."
Looking at Song Qingshu's gentle and refined demeanor, which made him look like a young master from a prestigious family, Priestess Miejue smiled and said,""Qingshu, there's no need to be so polite. I'm here to pay my respects to Perfected Zhang.”
"Please." Song Qingshu smiled and nodded. He looked around and paused for a moment on a disciple behind Miejue before inviting Miejue up the mountain.
To be honest, Song Qingshu wasn't interested in Extinction at all. He didn't feel anything against it. On the contrary, he simply didn't think much of Extinction.
Not long after, the group arrived at the Three Pristines Hall. This was the place where Zhang Sanfeng went into seclusion to comprehend.
"Junior Miejue greets Perfected Zhang."
As the door opened, the group saw a white-haired, sage-like, ethereal old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall under the Three Pure Ones 'statue.
He sat there as if he was with the heavens.
After seeing Zhang Sanfeng, the smile on Miejue's face disappeared and he greeted him respectfully. The disciples behind him also bowed and greeted him.
It couldn't be helped. Zhang Sanfeng's seniority was too high and he was too strong.
"Grand Master."
Song Qingshu, on the other hand, had no qualms. He strode into the main hall and called out, then stood to the side.
Not long after, Song Yuanqiao rushed over and stood in front of Song Qingshu.
"Is there something you need?"
Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes and said with a calm expression.
He couldn't see any emotions.
When Song Qingshu saw this, he smiled slightly. In his heart, he wondered if his grandmaster wanted to slap Miejue to death.
Back then, when many factions came to Mount Wudang, Extinction was one of the most enthusiastic ones.
In this world, it was not just the people from his previous life who joined Wudang Sect because of Zhang Cuishan.
Song Qingshu had seen with his own eyes that at least 3,000 martial artists had gone to Mount Wudang, and there were nearly 10,000 people from various factions and sects at the foot of the mountain.
There was nothing he could do. Zhang Sanfeng was too strong.
They didn't dare to enter Wudang easily and had brought almost all of their assets.
It was not that they wanted to surround and kill Zhang Sanfeng. They did not have any confidence in this at all. They were more of a hindrance.
After all, Zhang Sanfeng was not alone. He still had the Wudang Sect.
If Zhang Sanfeng was really alone, they would not dare to go up the mountain to force him to abdicate.
However, Zhang Sanfeng did not buy it.
Song Qingshu clearly remembered the conversation Zhang Sanfeng had with him that day at the Three Pristines Temple.
"Qing Shu, if we start fighting later, take the third generation disciples and leave from the back mountain.”
"What about you, Grand Master?"
"Send them to heaven."
Yes, Zhang Sanfeng was not really that sage-like, elegant and easy-going. Instead, he was very similar to the Zhang Sanfeng played by Hong Jinbao in his previous life.
He was protective, hot-tempered, and ruthless.
On that day, Zhang Sanfeng had planned to let Song Qingshu leave with the juniors and kill all the people on the mountain alone.
Unfortunately…
Zhang Cuishan was a filial and soft-hearted person. He did not want his master to be cursed because of him. He did not want Wudang to be destroyed and so many people to die…
In the end, he committed suicide.
That was why the incident ten years ago ended up like a tiger's tail.
However, this did not mean that Zhang Sanfeng was forgetful. On the contrary, he had always remembered.
Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng's qi control skills were quite good, and no one could see his emotions.
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