Chapter 1 “Pang Wanyang’s Disciple…”

Clutching the letter, Yun Haitian fell into deep thought.

He had just celebrated his ninetieth birthday the year before last and had naturally lived through the years when Pang Wanyang rose to prominence.

He would certainly not forget the bloody storms of that era.

Wanting his disciple to retrace his path?

A hint of coldness flickered in Yun Haitian’s heart.

What he cared about was no longer Feng Qingxuan, but the deeper meaning behind Pang Wanyang’s actions.

Paving the way for his disciple meant he wanted to cultivate a successor.

With a Divine Meridian formed, his lifespan could reach over three hundred years. Pang Wanyang could be said to be in his prime, so cultivating a successor couldn't be because his end was near.

Then, the only possibility was…

"He wants to take the final step…"

Yun Haitian pinched the letter, his brows deeply furrowed.

There was no exaggeration or inflammatory content in this letter. It simply narrated what had happened during this period, as well as Feng Qingxuan's astonishing progress in battle.

But Yun Haitian saw what was behind it.

The reason the major sects were not taking action was definitely not out of fear of Pang Wanyang's threats. Behind the silence was likely a plan for a fatal blow against Pang Wanyang.

Then the purpose of this letter became obvious.

"Teacher, what does Huangjue Temple want you to do?"

Yun Dongliu's worries deepened, and he couldn't help but interrupt Yun Haitian's train of thought.

From the rumors he had heard recently, he had vaguely guessed the purpose of Huangjue Temple.

He naturally knew that, under the Divine Meridian, no one in the current Dafeng, or even the world, could be his teacher's opponent. Feng Qingxuan's actions were grand, but they were not as dangerous as when his teacher had single-handedly stormed the Six Hells Demonic Sect many years ago.

But if his teacher's injuries were not healed and he acted rashly, wouldn't he be in great danger?

"If your teacher wants to do something, it must be something I want to do myself, and not a decision made under the influence of any other force."

Yun Haitian casually handed the letter to Yun Dongliu and said lightly:

"Although Huangjue Temple is now the leader of the martial world's righteous path, it is no exception."

Yun Dongliu took the letter, and his heart relaxed slightly.

Yun Haitian founded the Righteousness Sect, and was respectfully called the Righteous King. There were countless people who wanted to use him, but he had lived to this day, and naturally wouldn't be a mindless fool.

Yun Haitian changed the subject and said:

"However, in this matter, those people at Huangjue Temple have calculated very accurately. I do indeed want to take action."

Yun Dongliu's expression tightened as he read the letter, especially when he saw the words "the disciple dies, the master comes," his heart skipped a beat.

Hearing Yun Haitian's words, he couldn't help but say:

"Teacher, according to this letter, if Feng Qingxuan dies, wouldn't Pang Wanyang personally come to Dafeng?"

"If so, why did Pang Wanyang send Feng Qingxuan to Dafeng? If he stayed on Six Hells Demonic Mountain, how could anyone kill him?"

Yun Haitian shook his head slightly and explained:

"Since Pang Wanyang wants to train his disciple, he naturally won't protect him too much. He just doesn't want those few to take action. If he dies in Dafeng in a battle of equals, Pang Wanyang wouldn't mind raising another Holy Son…"

"You can't look at things on the surface. Feng Qingxuan's intentions and actions all represent Pang Wanyang's will. By the same token, although this letter was written by Sankong, it is actually the meaning of that Master Yixiu."

"The meaning behind it…"

Yun Dongliu's heart stirred: "Teacher, do you mean that those few are about to fight?"

"Go and invite the masters of Huangjue Temple."

Yun Dongliu didn't explain further, but said lightly:

"I need to see them before I can make a decision."

"Teacher?"

Yun Dongliu couldn't help but want to dissuade him.

In his opinion, Huangjue Temple's actions were simply shameless. When they felt there was a crisis, they wanted others to take the lead. How could there be such a reason?

Yun Haitian's expression hardened, and he waved his hand:

"Go."

Yun Dongliu gritted his teeth and reluctantly retreated.

He acted quickly, and soon, with a gloomy face, he led Sande and the other great monks of Huangjue Temple to the backyard.

"Amitabha."

Sande's expression was solemn, and he bowed slightly: "This humble monk greets Elder Yun. After many years, the Elder's demeanor is still as impressive as ever."

"Fifty years ago, when I went to Huangjue Temple, you were the little novice beside Master Yixiu, weren't you? I didn't expect that you are now one of us."

Yun Haitian glanced at Sande indifferently:

"You have come here to send this old man to face Feng Qingxuan?"

"Dare not, dare not."

Sande smiled bitterly: "Coming to the Righteousness Sect, this humble monk already feels somewhat ashamed, how dare I order Elder Yun around?"

Although he was already in his sixties, he was really a junior compared to Yun Haitian.

"There's no need for so much nonsense."

Yun Haitian waved his sleeve:

"Whatever Master Yixiu wants to say, just say it!"

"Does the Elder still remember True Master Baiyue's prediction?"

Sande looked around, and a heavy, unparalleled zhenqi (true energy) had already enveloped the courtyard.

Yun Haitian frowned:

"True Master Baiyue's prediction…"

Before Han Changgong was born, Baiyue Manor's deduction method was always unparalleled in the world. Even after Han Changgong established the Astronomical Bureau and passed down the Myriad Luck Qi Observation Technique, Baiyue Manor's reputation was still resounding.

The successive True Masters of Baiyue were all the top fortune-tellers in the martial world, rumored to be able to glimpse the secrets of heaven and predict the future.

More than twenty years ago, the contemporary True Master Baiyue had offered up the Moon Wheel, which did not fall for seven days and seven nights. After that, True Master Baiyue was extremely exhausted and went into seclusion, never to emerge again.

And before he went into seclusion, he had left behind a corner of the future he had predicted.

It was said that a great calamity would befall the martial world, and that calamity would severely damage the entire martial world and completely change the Jianghu (martial world) and even the world's格局 (situation).

"Master Yixiu believes that the calamity comes from the Six Hells Demonic Sect?"

Yun Haitian's eyes narrowed.

For tens of thousands of years, countless geniuses had rushed to break through the Celestial Human barrier.

Among them were many peerless talents, but they often fell at the last step.

Over the years, many people in the martial world had speculated, but the most convincing one was that to advance to Celestial Human, one not only had to be extremely talented, but also have the support of the great势 (trend) in the dark.

Some people believed that this great勢 (trend) was to unify the world and control yin and yang, while others believed that it was to dominate the martial world and be the number one in the world.

But in any case, wanting to become a Celestial Human would inevitably stir up a bloody storm.

"This time, Ancestor feels that a great change is coming, perhaps it will befall Pang Wanyang…"

Sande sighed softly:

"The Elder may be dissatisfied, but this humble monk will only say one sentence: after Pang Wanyang sent the invitation, Ancestor also sent a letter to the Six Hells Demonic Peak…"

A letter from Yixiu?

Yun Dongliu's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed something.

This old ancestor of Huangjue Temple had truly lived for a long time. It was said that he had already had a considerable reputation in the Jianghu before the founding of Dafeng.

Two hundred years had passed, and although he had never truly taken action, he was also recognized as a top expert in the Jianghu.

Before Pang Wanyang's sudden rise, he was vaguely known as the number one in the world.

It was only because he never took action that he fell behind Pang Wanyang.

Yun Haitian couldn't help but be moved by this.

Yun Dongliu's heart jumped after being shocked, and he secretly cried out that something was wrong.

As expected, with a burst of thick bloody smell, Yun Haitian had already agreed to the matter:

"In that case, Yun will take the head of that demonic brat and be a pioneer for the master to eliminate demons!"

Yun Dongliu smiled bitterly in his heart.

His teacher never spoke easily, but once he did, no one could make him change his mind.

"Amitabha."

Several great monks put their palms together at the same time and bowed:

"We are willing to accompany the Elder and will certainly not let the Elder face the enemy alone."

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Anyang Prefecture.

An Qisheng sat alone in the courtyard, facing the wind, and streams of heat swirled within his body as he breathed.

If someone was nearby, they would notice that even though the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky, the light in this courtyard was still dimmer than in other places.

Even, being in the courtyard would cause one to feel a chill, as if the sunlight had been absorbed.

Huff!

Sip!

An Qisheng sat still, his five hearts facing the sky. (Five hearts refer to the palms, soles, and crown of the head in Daoist meditation.)

His body trembled slightly with the absorption of Heaven and Earth Lingqi (spiritual energy).

The entry of Heaven and Earth Lingqi into the body was also a baptism for the flesh, but this was only passive, subtle, and not very efficient.

Without a special method of horizontal training, it was impossible to use the Lingqi to strengthen the flesh with maximum efficiency.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, in An Qisheng's abdomen, a ball of light seemed to be gradually glowing and rotating.

As strands of zhenqi, derived from the fusion of Heaven and Earth Lingqi and internal force, merged into it, this ball of light grew imperceptibly.

And as that ball of light turned, fine, invisible 'threads' extended from the ball of light, spreading like dense blood vessels, but seeming not to intersect with the flesh.

The flesh was extremely fragile compared to Heaven and Earth. Air entering the blood vessels could be fatal, let alone violent zhenqi like magma?

Therefore, these wisps of 'threads' were the qi meridians, the meridians through which zhenqi traveled.

An Qisheng had entered the dreams of dozens or hundreds of martial artists, and had many martial arts for reference, plus a complete meridian system from his previous life.

Long before he had condensed zhenqi, he had imagined the qi meridian network more than once.

As soon as the seed of zhenqi was condensed, he began the process of condensing the qi meridians.

The true essence of many martial arts in the Jiufu Realm lies in the condensation of the qi meridians. Condensing the 'hand meridian' can allow one to perform the Dragon Subduing Palm, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Handprint, the formless sword qi of the Myriad Sword Sect, and the Nirvana Great Handprint.

For example, Dong Tianyou's 'Ten Thousand Miles Thread' flying sword technique was performed by using the 'hand meridian' to unleash formless sword qi to control the flying sword.

Condensing the 'foot meridian' can allow one to perform footwork and lightness skills such as the Heavenly Dragon Swimming Immortal Step, the Heavenly Wave Crossing Method, and the Divine Wind Leg.

There were even more magical effects after the other qi meridians, such as 'eyes, ears, mouth, nose,' were condensed.

However, unlike the martial artists of this world who started to condense qi meridians from the limbs, the first qi meridian that An Qisheng condensed was the 'heart meridian'.

The heart, in profound medicine and even in traditional Chinese medicine in his previous life, had a very high status, with the heart being the ruler of the organs.

The heart had a deep relationship with many organs. The heart governed the blood vessels, enabling the circulation of blood. The lungs faced all the meridians and controlled breathing.

The heart and lungs were in the chest, and together they promoted the circulation of qi and blood.

The spleen governed transportation and transformation. The essence of qi and blood absorbed by the spleen and stomach flowed to the whole body relying on the heart's promotion, maintaining the operation and metabolism of qi and blood.

The other organs were also like this.

The importance of the heart meridian naturally did not need to be said.

An Qisheng knew that internal force and zhenqi were his weaknesses, while qi, blood, and flesh were his strengths, so he would naturally not abandon the fundamentals.

The five internal organs connecting to the zhenqi meridians was a sublimation for him that was no less than the great achievement of a blood exchange!

Compared to the benefits of connecting the heart meridian, condensing the 'hand meridian' was simply not worth mentioning except for being able to release zhenqi and sword qi!

Moreover, as zhenqi traveled through them, he vaguely glimpsed more 'spirit'.

The realm of seeing the spirit seemed to be not far away.

More importantly, An Qisheng still had an ambition.

If one day his flesh was strong enough to allow the qi meridians to merge with the meridians of the human body itself, directly swallowing Lingqi like blood, what would that be like?

No one had walked this path before. For others, it might be extremely dangerous, but with the ability to enter dreams, An Qisheng felt that he could try.

He had not forgotten that he had come from a dream, and he did not belong to this world.

The path he was taking was also an attempt to explore the vast, unknowable road ahead on Xuanxing.

"Huff!"

Letting the zhenqi accumulate bit by bit, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

Tie Shan pushed the door open and entered, only to feel a flash of light in front of him, and the courtyard seemed to brighten up a lot.

Slightly surprised, he said:

"Daozhang (Taoist priest), I've found out the information. That Feng Qingxuan of the Six Hells Demonic Sect has come to Dafeng to challenge the many experts on the Earth Ranking of the Weapon Spectrum. It seems that he wants to follow the path of his master Pang Wanyang, condensing great势 (trend) to break through the Divine Meridian."

"Feng Qingxuan… Six Hells Demonic Sect…"

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and thoughtful.

After experiencing the three processes of embracing the core and sitting astride, the great achievement of blood exchange, and the condensation of zhenqi, his flesh and body had become strong to an inhuman degree.

Finally, it had begun to nourish the spirit.

In these days, nourished by the surging qi and blood, his mental strength had increased day by day, and the nine palaces of the Niwan Palace had all lit up.

In addition to a deeper control over the subtle parts of the flesh, spiritual martial arts such as the Skyscraper Wheel Method, the Soul Snatching大法 (Great Art), and the Myriad Luck Qi Observation Technique had become easier to operate.

Knowing a person's aura, he could vaguely know that person's position.

Mentioning a person's name, he could vaguely sense whether that person harbored murderous intent towards him.

If it weren't for the fact that perception still required urging the Myriad Luck Qi Observation Technique, An Qisheng would almost have thought that he had mastered the Thousand Mile Soul Lock of a Great Master who had seen the spirit!

But even if he hadn't mastered it yet, An Qisheng knew that the day he completely mastered it was not far away.

And at this time, when he chanted Feng Qingxuan's name, he could feel a strong hostility coming from the southwest. This person would come for him sooner or later.

"It is said that that person has already killed seven or eight experts listed on the Earth Ranking, which has led the injured Righteous King Yun Haitian to personally take action…"

When he mentioned Yun Haitian, Tie Shan's eyes lit up slightly, and he paused before saying:

"It's a pity that Feng Qingxuan not only has lightness skills that are at their peak, but he is also extremely cunning. He never meets the Righteous King face to face, and the Righteous King has been avoided by him several times…"

"Therefore, three days ago, the Righteous King summoned the experts of the Earth Ranking to go to the Righteousness Sect, seeming to lure Feng Qingxuan to show himself!"

"Oh?"

An Qisheng stroked his beard, and a ripple appeared in his eyes:

"A heroes' convention?"