A pot of green tea can make the year pass, and three thousand scriptures can comfort my life.
Quan Zhen Sect, Scripture Depository.
The second floor was still extremely quiet. Only the faint sound of flipping books occasionally entered his ears.
Today, it was rare that Li Zhongxuan did not flip through the scriptures and comprehend the Dao.
Looking at Ma Yu who was concentrating on reading the scriptures, he nodded slightly, quite satisfied.
This Martial Nephew's temperament and willpower were both top-notch.
After entering the building for a month and a half, she was neither arrogant nor impatient. Other than taking care of his food and clothing, she focused on reading.
"Dan Yangzi, after reading for one and a half months, have you gained any enlightenment?”
Facing Li Zhongxuan's inquiry, Ma Yu did not dare to be negligent.
He immediately stood up and replied respectfully.
"Disciple is stupid and only has a slight understanding.”
"Have you ever integrated the principles you comprehended into your martial arts?”
"I'm not proficient in martial arts and my realm is low. I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll make a fool of myself. Therefore, I never thought of integrating my understanding into martial arts.”
Hearing this.
Li Zhongxuan gave a relatively fair evaluation.
"Your idea is not wrong, but it's too conservative and lacks a bit of pioneering.”
"You can't be too cautious in everything. Otherwise, you'll restrain yourself.”
"When things come to an end, the Dao is precious. Too much and too little can harm things."
"Steadiness is your advantage, but going too far is as bad as falling short.”
"Now, it has become a cage that restrains you.”
"Occasionally, you still have to be brave and radical.”
"When you are free, you are in a hurry."
"All these years, you've been studying scriptures and comprehending the Dao, and your Daoist attainments have already reached a certain level.”
"In the next few days, I will help you comprehend the Dao. You will fuse the principles in the scriptures with the martial arts and move according to your heart.”
"Failure is success, success is failure."
Ma Yu, who was somewhat enlightened, was instantly ecstatic when he heard this.
"Thank you, Martial Uncle."
"Disciple will definitely work hard to break the cage and not let down Martial Uncle's expectations.”
Li Zhongxuan nodded.
As he willed it, a mysterious Dao rune spread out and filled the entire second level.
He flipped through more than 2,000 Daoist scriptures.
He had used the Martial Arts Deduction Card three times.
He fell into a state of enlightenment several times.
These experiences allowed Li Zhongxuan, who had a brilliant Dao heart, to finally grasp some of the abilities to help others comprehend Dao.
The more profound a person's Dao nature was, the easier it was to be guided and enlightened.
This was also the reason why he promised Wang Chongyang to guide Ma Yu.
Of course!
Li Zhongxuan also had other methods that allowed Ma Yu's cultivation to soar.
For example, the Breakthrough Pill.
However, pulling up seedlings to help them grow was the worst method.
How could it be as stable as relying on one's own comprehension and breaking through naturally?
Only when there was no other way would he use external force to break through.
Inside the Scripture Depository.
After Ma Yu recovered from his shock, he quickly adjusted his state of mind.
Uncle Master was the most mysterious person in the Quan Zhen Sect and it was not impossible for him to accept some of his incredible methods.
He held his breath and focused his mind, recalling what he had learned, seen, thought, and seen, feeling this mysterious rhythm.
Unknowingly, he forgot everything and immersed himself in it.
Beside the desk.
Looking at Ma Yu, who had only used half an incense stick of time to comprehend the Dao, a hint of admiration appeared in Li Zhongxuan's eyes.
Although it wasn't the legendary epiphany, this kind of deep comprehension was a mysterious state that others could only dream of.
At the same time.
Great Ming, Wudang Mountain.
After over a hundred Daoists worked together to copy the scriptures for a month, the Wudang Daoist Canon was finally ready.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang wanted to be in charge of this mission.
He could also comprehend the Dao by the Sword River and admire the mountains and rivers of the Great Song.
If there was a chance, it would be even better to experience Daoist Zhongxuan's elegance.
Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Cuishan, and Yu Daiyan, who had successfully drawn lots, were all smiles. After packing their luggage, they led the convoy and left the next day.
………
Time easily abandoned people.
The cherries turned red and the banana turned green.
Several days later.
Mount Zhongnan, Quan Zhen Sect.
Inside the Scripture Depository.
Ma Yu bowed and saluted, his face full of gratitude.
"Thank you for your guidance, Martial Uncle."
After a few days of enlightenment.
Not only did he successfully break through to Rank-1, but he also integrated the principles he had comprehended with martial arts. He gradually had his own style in Quanzhen martial arts.
Not only did his Quanzhen Heart Technique improve by leaps and bounds, he even had the chance to become a grandmaster. He had also created the Dongxuan Sutra and the Breeze Sword.
The former was a neutral and peaceful internal art.
Its power was average, but it had some strengths in the path of health and longevity.
It explained the mysteries of life and the Life Wheel of the human body.
If it was perfected, it would live longer than martial artists of the same rank.
The latter was based on the Quanzhen Sword Style, the sword was light and agile, and the wind aided the sword momentum.
In pursuit of martial arts in the world, speed was the only thing that could not be broken.
"You're the one who worked hard."
"Since you've found the direction, you should cultivate well in the future.”
"Don't disappoint your master and this old Daoist.”
Li Zhongxuan praised him and closed his eyes again. He placed a peach wood sword on his knees.
He was comprehending the sword and nurturing it.
Only after four hours did he pick up the scripture again.
Six hours later.
Li Zhongxuan started to practice writing again.
This was the unique cultivation method of a Talisman Master.
A calligraphy master was not necessarily an outstanding talisman master, but an outstanding talisman master was definitely a calligraphy master.
In this busy life,
Li Zhongxuan's cultivation was getting deeper and deeper, and his various attainments were becoming more and more unfathomable. The number of scriptures he read and comprehended increased day by day.
He looked even more natural.
There was less of a sage-like aura and more of a simple and natural aura.
A month later.
Wudang's convoy finally arrived.
They were carrying the Daoist Canon, so their movements were slow.
The fact that they were able to arrive at this time was already the result of traveling through the night.
At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
Wang Chongyang, who had received the news long ago, had already sent people to wait for him.
Other than Ma Yu, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect were all present.
After some small talk, the two parties set off for the mountain.
Six hours later.
Double Yang Palace.
After paying his respects to Wang Chongyang and completing the initial handover,
Song Yuanqiao and the others walked out of the hall.
Looking at Qiu Chuji, who was in charge of entertaining them, Song Yuanqiao asked.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, where is Fellow Daoist Ma now?”
The last time he came to Quan Zhen Sect.
He had a good chat with the first disciple of Quan Zhen Sect and could be considered to have a little friendship.
"Shixiong was ordered by Shifu to serve Shibo in the Sutra Depository.”
"It's almost been three months."
Hearing Qiu Chuji's envious tone, Song Yuanqiao and the others smiled knowingly.
"It seems Fellow Daoist Ma's opportunity has arrived.”
Several days later.
Looking at the 3,000 scrolls that were stored in the second level of the Scripture Depository, Li Zhongxuan stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
Wudang Sect indeed had a deep foundation.
These were the Taoist scriptures that Quan Zhen Sect lacked.
With them, there were more than 6,000 Dao scriptures in the Scripture Depository.
It was enough for him to read and comprehend for a period of time.
It was worth mentioning that
Wudang Sect only had a few hundred scrolls of Taoist scriptures in exchange, which was exactly what Quanzhen Sect had but Wudang Sect lacked.
The other 2,000 or so scriptures were all included in the gift.
This gave Li Zhongxuan a good impression of Wudang.
"As expected of the Wudang Mountain led by Zhang Shabby.”
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