Chapter 跪了!

He knelt!

Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down, completely disregarding the fact that he had been fighting fiercely just a moment before, and not caring that he had almost been beaten to death.

So decisive, so...shameless.

Lan Shuixian's eyes narrowed, feeling that he couldn't bear to watch any longer. He transformed into a stream of water and disappeared into the air, directly turning his sleeves and leaving.

No matter how many reasons there were, he couldn't accept this kind of behavior.

It was fortunate that Yu Qianshan was a disciple of Jingyang Mountain. If he were a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, he would have beaten him to death on the spot.

"Truly disgracing the face of us cultivators!"

Mo Baobao was much more straightforward, directly spitting and turning into a golden light, disappearing into the sky.

"Yu Qianshan begs Mister to impart the Dao."

Yu Qianshan wiped the saliva from his face, his expression unchanged, and kowtowed respectfully again, "If I gain anything, I will be Mister's slave for three hundred years, with no regrets in life or death."

This made Yuan Duxiu, who was somewhat at a loss, feel a deep chill in his heart.

This kind of person, who was fighting to the death one moment and then kneeling completely the next, without the slightest reluctance, wiping away saliva and accepting it with relish, was even more terrifying than someone hysterical.

This person is very frightening.

Yuan Duxiu didn't speak, but that thought flashed through his mind.

If possible, he didn't want to deal with this person at all, but he was kneeling here now, and he knew his own limitations. What kind of Dao could he possibly impart to a true disciple of Jingyang Mountain?

Could it be that he wants the 'Da Ri Wan Long Quan' (Great Sun Ten Thousand Dragons Fist)?

Yuan Duxiu thought of this.

But there was no way he could impart the Da Ri Wan Long Quan to someone who had been shouting to kill him before. However, even if Yu Qianshan was seriously injured, he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to deal with him.

If he refused rashly, Lan Shuixian wouldn't have time to stop him, and An Qisheng probably didn't have a second wooden carving, right?

"Ignore him."

Just as Yuan Duxiu was at a loss, An Qisheng's calm voice sounded in his heart: "If he wants to kneel, then let him kneel."

Of all the people, only An Qisheng's heart was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

There are ten thousand spirits in the world, and there are thousands of kinds of people.

He possessed the art of entering dreams and had seen far too many kinds of people, so he didn't think Yu Qianshan was anything too special.

Whether he was tolerant, had deep scheming, was internally crazy, or was simply stubborn, none of it could move him.

"Okay."

Yuan Duxiu nodded in his heart and stopped looking at Yu Qianshan, who was kneeling on the ground.

He followed An Qisheng, who bent down to pick up the Qiankun pouch, back to the room.

Bang~

The door closed, and the light in the room immediately dimmed. The dust that had been shaken off the rafters and roof covered the room with a thick layer.

An Qisheng casually pinched his fingers, and the airflow seemed to be intelligent, swirling around his palm. As he moved, it flowed like water through every corner of the room, gathering all the dust that had been shaken off inside into a ball of mud.

"What about the person outside..."

Yuan Duxiu was heavy in his heart. Yu Qianshan could fight Lan Shuixian without losing ground, so he was clearly not someone he could deal with.

"Learning a craft in the secular world still requires three years of odd jobs and five years as an apprentice. Seeking someone to impart their Dao is not something that can be achieved by kowtowing a few times."

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the Qiankun pouch, took out a True Form Pill, and held it in his mouth before speaking unhurriedly.

Ten thousand taels of gold will not sell the Dao, but it is given away freely on the street corner.

He was never stingy in imparting the Dao to others, but he never devalued his own Dao.

Imparting the Dao must be my wish. If I don't want to, even if someone knocks their head to death in front of the door, he won't even glance at them.

"That's true, but this person..."

Yuan Duxiu agreed with him, but he was still somewhat hesitant.

External training of the form, internal harmony of the intent, only when the spirit and form are both prepared can one transform the body (transform into divinity). This step is the real beginning of transformation, and it is also the stage with the greatest leap.

Stepping into this stage means that one is no longer a mortal body.

All the legendary Sacred Bodies, Divine Bodies, Demonic Bodies, Monster Bodies, Battle Bodies, Buddha Bodies, and Golden Bodies throughout history all began to evolve from this stage.

The source of every physique must be a powerful figure who has brought Transformation to its peak.

There are even geniuses at this stage who do not follow the path of their predecessors, but want to use their own talents and emotions to create a Sacred Body or Demonic Body that is unique to them!

The weak are human, the strong become gods.

The gap between the two is also extremely large.

Like that Yu Qianshan, even though his Dharma Body had gone astray and become demonized for forty years, he could still be comparable to Lan Shuixian, who had deduced his Spiritual Appearance to a very high level.

He estimated that he was currently unable to provoke such a master.

"Then what did you think I released that wooden carving for?"

An Qisheng glanced at Yuan Duxiu indifferently, his eyes clear.

"So that's it!"

Yuan Duxiu was shocked, and only then did he understand his previous actions, but then he frowned deeply again: "Do you really want to impart the Dao to him?"

"That's not it either."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

"Then what is it?"

Yuan Duxiu was becoming increasingly unable to understand his little brother's thoughts.

"It's just that there was a mistake in condensing his Dharma Body. There are countless people in this world who can save him. Jingyang Mountain is said to have great powers, so it's not impossible to save him. The reason why they don't do so is nothing more than wanting him to comprehend the mysteries of the Dharma Body himself..."

An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and he saw everything clearly.

In an ancient world with a heritage of three million years, there are bound to be more than one solution to any problem in cultivation. How can an individual be compared to the countless heroes of the past?

The reason for not saving him is nothing more than having other plans.

"Then he..."

Yuan Duxiu was thoughtful.

"Saving him is not impossible, but imparting the Dao is naturally unnecessary. If you are willing to take him in, then it's up to you."

With those few words, the True Form Pill in his mouth had already been digested.

An Qisheng took out another one and held it in his mouth, while experiencing the changes in the pill's power, he slowly opened his mouth: "All things in heaven and earth have their own nature. The earth is thick and heavy, the wind travels lightly, the clouds gather and disperse unpredictably, and thunder is strong and violent... Some dragons are inherently lustful..."

As he said this, a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Of all evils, lust is the worst. The dragon is the head of the scales. Yu Qianshan's ambition is great. His intent is not the silver dragon, but the Dragon King!"

"Dragon King?!"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes widened.

In the ancient years, there were flying birds, walking beasts, and spirits of the water in the world. There were also divine beasts walking the world, coexisting with humans. The dragon was only one of them, and it was not stronger than any other race.

That was until the birth of a dragon.

That dragon was born with nine claws. It was abandoned by the Dragon Clan at birth because they thought its bloodline was impure. However, they never expected that this dragon was the culmination of the Dragon Clan's countless years of luck.

At the beginning of the Primordial Era, it suppressed the heavens and earth, traveled through the stars, and finally became the Dragon King Body.

It moved around the heavens and earth, closing its eyes to create night and opening its eyes to create day. Its divine might was immeasurable. It suppressed all the races in one fell swoop and established the Dragon Clan's status as the king of divine beasts for thirty million years.

To this day, no other divine beast has been able to shake its position.

Of course, in today's world, there are not many pure divine beast clans left.

"Otherwise, how could Jingyang Mountain remain indifferent?"

An Qisheng smiled faintly.

His Da Ri Wan Long Quan could, in a sense, be regarded as the Dragon King's Fist. Others might not feel it deeply, but Yu Qianshan would definitely be able to feel it.

"But, if you don't teach him the Da Ri Wan Long Quan, how will you save him?"

Yuan Duxiu asked with a complex expression.

"It's very simple." An Qisheng raised a palm high and slashed downwards diagonally: "Dragons are inherently lustful, so just cut off his silver lust root!"

Whoosh~

Yuan Duxiu subconsciously took a step back, looking at An Qisheng with an increasingly strange expression: "Little brother, where, where did you learn this from?"

"Previous life wisdom."

An all-purpose answer, An Qisheng certainly knew how to use it.

"Unfortunately, this won't work."

Yuan Duxiu pointed to his tongue: "If my True Form is condensed again, I can already regenerate severed limbs, let alone a Transformation expert. Even if you cut him ten thousand times, he will naturally grow ten thousand times..."

Condensing the True Form already meant stepping into the martial arts gate. The power of nine bulls and two tigers, regenerating severed limbs, these things that were unbelievable to ordinary people were already basic operations.

Cultivators don't have physical disabilities unless they want to.

And for Yu Qianshan, who had dragon 'lust' in his bones, it was impossible for him to resist regenerating his limbs.

Moreover, even if he cut off his limbs, it would only be a temporary solution.

"I'm not talking about the physical body, but the soul."

A glimmer of light flashed in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes as he recalled some people and events in the Jiu Fu Realm.

In the Jiu Fu Realm, he had killed a eunuch from the Eastern Depot named Zhao Changying.

Some things are difficult to solve, but it's easy to change your way of thinking.

And this was also an extremely important attempt for An Qisheng. The mutual influence between the soul and the physical body was the second step that Su Jie was still hypothesizing.

There was a saying on Xuanxing that the soul was God's forbidden zone, but that was not the case for cultivators. Some techniques and divine powers would essentially affect the changes in the soul, the primordial spirit, and the true wisdom of the self.

Like this Yu Qianshan, he was also greatly affected by the dragon's nature.

Therefore, this Yu Qianshan was also an excellent test subject for An Qisheng, a deep connection between the soul and the body.

This was of great significance to him in condensing the Body Flower, and even in the subsequent convergence of the Three Flowers.

In fact, he had already made deductions in this regard when he first learned about Yu Qianshan.

Since he had delivered himself to his door, that was naturally for the best.

"The soul?"

Of course, Yuan Duxiu didn't know what deep-level things An Qisheng was thinking about. He was still thinking about An Qisheng's words.

The soul?

Cutting off desires?

Or what?

An Qisheng closed his eyes and swallowed the pill. Yuan Duxiu was full of thoughts, and his heart couldn't calm down for a moment.

The two of them were silent for a while.

After a long time, Yuan Duxiu sighed and forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, beginning to cultivate the Great Sun True Form.

After a period of comprehension, he gradually had some clues and knew how to condense his own Great Sun True Form.

"Ah~~~"

Until night, Yuan Duxiu was awakened by a shrill scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

Pushing open the door to look, he saw Yu Qianshan, who had been kneeling in the courtyard, roaring in a low voice as if he had encountered the most terrifying torture in the world.

His body was covered in bulging veins, his eyes were bloodshot, and droplets of saliva mixed with blood dripped from his mouth, which he couldn't close.

An extremely evil aura was emanating from his seven orifices and even his pores.

This aura was extremely sinister, spreading like a substance to the entire courtyard and even seeming to spread outwards.

"Is this the 'lust' poison?"

Yuan Duxiu was secretly shocked and even more vigilant.

The legendary dragon was majestic, powerful, and yearned for by people, but the dragon was also famous for not being picky about what it ate. It didn't let go of cattle, sheep, horses, dogs, fish, turtles, or pigs. The countless dragon species all over the world explained the problem.

It was hard to say whether the dragon in a frenzy distinguished between male and female.

At this time, Yuan Duxiu understood the fear of Zhang Bao and others. They were not only worried about their wives, daughters, and mothers, but also worried about themselves...

"Cultivation is really full of thorns..."

Yuan Duxiu felt heavy in his heart and couldn't help but empathize.

For many days after his martial arts were crippled, he struggled in endless pain. That kind of pain and powerlessness that was so desperate that it almost made him commit suicide was still unforgettable to him.

Seeing Yu Qianshan in such pain at this time, he almost felt pity.

Fortunately, he was very clear-headed and forcibly extinguished his pity, watching the outside vigilantly.

That night, everyone in the entire street could not sleep, and more people fled to distant places overnight, even if they lived in taverns and inns, they didn't dare to go home.

Yuan Duxiu also didn't dare to relax his vigilance all night.

But what surprised him was that even though he was roaring as if he was about to commit suicide, Yu Qianshan didn't act up and even remained kneeling.

It wasn't until dawn arrived that he collapsed to the ground, his sweat soaked the entire courtyard, making it as muddy as if it had rained heavily.

"Huhu~~~"

Yu Qianshan gasped for breath, recovering his senses from the nightmare-like struggle. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse:

"Yu Qianshan begs Mister to impart the Dao."

.......

The battle of Lan Shui City spread to Ding Tian City at an extremely fast speed.

Lin Yanbai, who learned about this as soon as possible, immediately felt that something was wrong. He knew exactly what kind of person Yuan Duxiu was.

In just thirty days, even with Lan Shuixian's full assistance, it was impossible for him to recover his martial arts, let alone seriously injure Yu Qianshan with one blow.

Therefore, he keenly noticed that something was wrong and immediately went into hiding.

Like a good assassin, he fled thousands of miles after failing a single strike, but the means to avoid Lan Shuixian and Wu Erlang's questioning in the original plan were launched in advance.

No one could find his whereabouts.

On the other hand, Lin Gou, Lin Quan, and others in Lan Shui City were ignorant and were still diligently monitoring An Qisheng's courtyard.

Unfortunately, they were destined to have no harvest.

In the following days, the two people still didn't leave their house. Because there was Yu Qianshan, who let out terrifying screams every half night, even Yuan Duxiu wasn't seen going out to buy daily necessities.

Lin Gou and others were eagerly waiting, wanting to sneak in at night several times, but they were scared back by the terrifying roar.

In this way, in Lin Gou and others' anxious waiting.

More than half a year had passed.

On this night, the expected roar resounded through Lan Shui City, accompanied by the 'whirring' north wind from the north.

And the goose feather-like snow that was falling.

The night had not passed, but the sky seemed to have already brightened.

Buzz~

At a certain moment, a sudden burst of light pierced through the windows, awakening Lin Gou and others.

"What happened?"

Lin Gou and others were extremely vigilant.

They suddenly got up and crashed through the door. As soon as they looked up, their eyes were blank, and tears flowed involuntarily.

Great Sun!

When the night, north wind, and cold snow descended, a round of 'Great Sun' had appeared in Lan Shui City!

A round of 'Great Sun' illuminated the night sky, and where its light and heat spread, the snow and ice between heaven and earth melted away!

It was as if midwinter had not descended and had already been dispelled!