Half a month later.
Inside the Scripture Depository.
Looking at Ma Yu, who had been somewhat impetuous recently, Li Zhongxuan put down his Daoist scripture.
"When the heart is calm, the spirit is at peace.”
"Now that you are uncertain, whether it is the scriptures or cultivation, you will get half the results with twice the effort.”
Ma Yu immediately stood up with a guilty expression.
"Disciple is ashamed."
"The last time the head disciple of Wudang came to visit, I had a good chat with him.”
"Now, they have been here for more than half a month, but I have never seen them.”
"In that case, let's go out and take a walk.”
After receiving permission, Ma Yu immediately beamed with joy.
He thanked her profusely and left in a hurry.
Inside the Scripture Depository.
Li Zhongxuan shook his head helplessly and continued to flip through the scriptures in his hand.
There are many things in the world, and only when the heart is calm can you always be at ease.
He would not take such a small matter to heart.
Not long after, beside the Sword River.
Looking at Song Yuanqiao, whose sword intent was bursting forth and had clearly gained a lot, Ma Yu, who had hurried over, said with a smile.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Song, on your progress in the Dao of the Sword.”
Seeing that it was Ma Yu, Song Yuanqiao had a happy expression.
The two of them immediately started chatting.
Talking about the Dao was really enjoyable.
Qiu Chuji came to challenge him and fulfill his promise. Ma Yu had no choice but to agree.
The two of them immediately began to spar.
For a moment, sword qi overflowed and true qi collided.
A moment later, Qiu Chuji was defeated by Ma Yu for the first time.
Song Yuanqiao and the other two, who were watching the battle from the side, gave a relatively fair evaluation of the battle between the two.
That night.
After Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji left, Song Yuanqiao returned to his residence and could not help but sigh.
"That Daoist Zhongxuan is indeed extraordinary.”
Zhang Cuishan was confused.
She didn't understand why Eldest Senior Brother suddenly said this.
"Senior Brother, why do you say that?"
Song Yuanqiao explained.
"Three months ago, this First Disciple of Quan Zhen Sect was only Peak Rank-2.”
"When we meet again today, you've already revealed your cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of Rank-1.”
"When the sword moves, it moves according to the heart. It lacks a bit of craftsmanship and has a bit more agility.”
"It is obvious that he has gained a deep understanding of swordsmanship and has a personal aura in the Quanzhen sword style.”
"The Grandmaster Realm is just around the corner."
"In just three short months, there has been such a shocking change. The falling leaves know the autumn.”
Zhang Cuishan and Yu Daiyan were shocked.
In three months, he had risen from Peak Rank-2 to Peak Rank-1 Intermediate. Moreover, his foundation was solid, and he even had the aura of a Grandmaster.
Even Zhang Cuishan, the most outstanding of the Wudang Seven Heroes, could not match up to his speed.
"It seems like it won't be long before this first disciple of Quan Zhen Sect catches up to us.”
………
After this matter was settled, the Wudang caravan left.
Quan Zhen Sect returned to its peaceful days.
In the Scripture Depository, Li Zhongxuan flipped through the scriptures, comprehended the Dao, and cultivated at his own pace.
Other than sitting cross-legged by the Sword River every night to comprehend the sword, he would occasionally meditate.
He brought the white deer along and played in the mountains.
He wanted to satisfy his appetite and see the vast world.
Sometimes he comprehended the Dao in the mountains and forests, sometimes he jumped into the stream and pool.
One slow, one calm, one heart, one mountain, one river, one floating life.
Later, he simply brought Ma Yu along.
When this well-behaved first disciple of Quanzhen saw Li Zhongxuan secretly eating meat, he was so frightened that he looked anxious and wanted to say something but stopped.
He would rather starve than take a bite.
However, one's skin was dyed red by the company of vermilion, and one's skin was dyed black by the company of ink.
As time passed, he was influenced and gradually let go.
Later on, seeing Li Zhongxuan eating happily, Ma Yu steeled his heart and joined in.
After a long time, he became more stable and more transparent.
Even his cultivation and comprehension of the Dao had advanced by leaps and bounds, achieving twice the result with half the effort.
After entering the pavilion for half a year, he successfully broke through and became a grandmaster.
He would become the number one person among the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect.
In Great Song's Pugilistic World, it was still considered a good move and did not embarrass Quan Zhen Sect.
It was worth mentioning that the other six members of the Quanzhen Seven Sons were also cultivating diligently.
After half a year, everyone had their gains.
The weakest, Sun Bu 'er and Tan Chuduan, had reached Peak Rank-2.
Qiu Chuji, who had always been outstanding in martial arts, had even entered the advanced stage of Rank-1.
"Thank you for your teachings, Martial Uncle. This disciple will remember this kindness in his heart.”
"Alright, enough chit-chat."
"Since you've become a grandmaster, then go back and help your master.”
"Remember not to delay your cultivation."
Li Zhongxuan waved his hand and began to chase them away impatiently.
These meaningless words would only delay him from reading the scriptures.
After spending half a year with him, Ma Yu had already figured out his uncle master's personality.
He was devoted to the Dao, but he was stubborn and soft-hearted.
Ma Yu bowed respectfully, turned around, and walked out of the Scripture Depository.
Li Zhongxuan's heart was shaken by the departure of this cheap martial nephew, but he regained his calm.
The flowers are similar year after year, but the people are different year after year.
In one's life, one was destined to meet many people.
They were just passersby who accompanied each other on this journey.
The only difference was the length of time.
Perhaps they would meet again in the future, but the only thing left behind was himself and the omnipresent Dao!
Azhu is like this.
Ma Yu is like this.
The others were the same.
Li Zhongxuan had already understood the essence of gains and losses and could calmly look at this matter.
The prosperity was gone, but the green mountains were still smiling in the spring breeze.
He was happy to get it, and calm to lose it.
Only in this way can I not be a troubled guest in the world, but only a free person in the mountains.
"This person will eventually leave, but the Book and Dao won't.”
Li Zhongxuan murmured and continued to bury his head in the scriptures.
………
Time flew like a shuttle.
Half a month later.
A deaf-mute man went up Mount Zhongnan.
Double Yang Palace.
Wang Chongyang ordered his disciples to bring the people to rest. He looked at the invitation in his hand and pondered slowly.
The exquisite chess game was famous in Great Song.
For decades, no one could break it.
This time, Mount Leigu was holding a meeting to invite the heroes of Great Song to play chess.
It was also a rare lively scene in the martial arts world.
Since the invitation was sent, Quan Zhen Sect could send someone over.
Moreover, Dan Yangzi had already become a Grandmaster.
As the first disciple of Quan Zhen Sect, he couldn't always stay in the mountains.
It was time to go out and see the world, meet the heroes of the martial world, increase his experience in the martial world, and enrich his experience.
Firstly, he wanted to let Great Song know that Quan Zhen Sect had a successor.
Second, jade is not polished, can not become a tool.
Only after tempering himself could he be independent.
After coming to a decision, Wang Chongyang immediately summoned Ma Yu and ordered him to choose a date to set off and travel the mountain, as well as attend the meeting.
Qiu Chuji and the others were especially envious that Eldest Senior Brother could go down the mountain.
If it was the Quan Zhen Sect in the past, with their current cultivation, they would have been able to leave the mountain and travel.
Unfortunately, things were different now.
Quan Zhen Sect was promoted to a Dao Sect.
Master's requirements for them had also increased.
As personal disciples, the seven of them were not allowed to leave the mountain until they became Grandmasters.
Qiu Chuji and the others bid farewell to Ma Yu, quite reluctant.
Sun Bu 'er suddenly had an idea and reminded him.
"Senior Brother, you have been in the Sutra Depository for half a year and have been greatly indebted to Uncle Master.”
"Shouldn't we inform Martial Uncle about this trip down the mountain instead of bidding farewell?”
Her words woke him up from his dream.
After Ma Yu sent Qiu Chuji and the others away, he immediately went to the Sutra Depository.
The second level.
Li Zhongxuan's heart skipped a beat when he learned of Dan Yangzi's intentions.
Wang Chongyang didn't know the true intention of the exquisite chess game, but he knew it clearly.
Rather than calling it a game of chess, it was more like choosing a successor for the half-crippled Wu Yazi.
After spending half a year together, Li Zhongxuan was well aware of Dan Yangzi's chess skills.
If he had followed the conventional method, he would definitely not have been able to break the chess game.
Fortunately, Li Zhongxuan thought of a countermeasure.
He told Dan Yangzi the truth about the exquisite chess game and prepared some things for her.
Li Zhongxuan sent them away.
He stood by the window and smiled as he watched his cheap martial nephew walk further and further away.
They were also members of the Dao Sect.
Rather than letting that little bald donkey Xuzhu have this opportunity, it would be better for Dan Yangzi to rise up.
The Buddhist Sect was not allowed to touch the things of the Dao Sect.
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