I voiced the matter of greatest concern to me.
Old Mo listened, then shook his head.
"The item hasn't been collected yet, because it's too precious.
Wudang said you have to go in person to receive it.
As for you, you've been asleep for nearly a day and night.
By the way, how are you feeling now?"
Hearing this, I nodded.
"Except for the lingering pain in my body, there are no other major problems.
Then you continue to play with junior sister, I'll go collect the item."
After speaking, I prepared to leave.
Old Mo was still a bit shy. Seeing me about to leave, he spoke again.
"Old Qin, uh, why don't I go with you!
You don't know the way, and I know where to collect the item."
Seeing Old Mo's request, I didn't refuse.
I really wouldn't have found my way.
So I nodded in agreement.
Afterward, the two of us turned and headed out of the small courtyard.
At this moment, junior sister Chen Yao came out with a tray of medicine.
"Senior Brother Qin, where are you two going? Aren't you changing the dressing?"
I waved my hand.
"It's fine, I'll change it when I get back. I'm going to collect the item first."
After speaking, I walked directly out of the small courtyard.
Old Mo also called out.
"Little Yao, we'll be back soon! You just wait for us here."
Then, Old Mo and I left the small courtyard and headed towards the side hall.
Old Mo said.
He had won four matches, and based on the challenge match scoring rules, as well as the judges' scores from off the stage.
He was ultimately given an "A" rating.
He received quite a few rewards. He didn't take any cultivation techniques because there was nothing suitable for him, and they were rather ordinary.
So this kid took a lot of medicine, all sorts of tonics.
Such as for stopping bleeding, replenishing qi, calming the spirit, and so on.
And in Wudang Temple today, there weren't as many fellow martial artists as before.
After the matches concluded yesterday afternoon, many fellow martial artists had already departed.
This morning, various sects and factions of the martial world also began descending the mountain.
Now, there weren't many people remaining in Wudang Sect.
As for Uncle-Master, Old Mo said he went out early in the morning to have a drinking contest with someone.
In any case, he'd been drinking for almost a day and still hadn't returned.
As Old Mo and I chatted, we arrived at the side hall.
A young boy was guarding the entrance.
Seeing this, Old Mo smiled and greeted him.
"Young Daoist, please inform them.
We've come to collect the challenge match reward."
The young Daoist child recognized me immediately.
He nodded without hesitation.
"Follow me!"
After speaking, the young Daoist child led the two of us inside the side hall.
Inside the side hall, Daoist Master Liuyun was meditating.
The young Daoist child said respectfully.
"Master, Qin Ze has come to collect his reward."
Daoist Master Liuyun slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Daoist Master Liuyun, Old Mo and I both clasped our fists and called out.
"Daoist Master!"
Daoist Master Liuyun smiled and stood up.
"Has Young Friend Qin's injury improved?"
"Much better!"
I replied with a smile.
Daoist Master Liuyun wasted no more time and said again.
"Young Friend Qin, follow us."
After speaking, Daoist Master Liuyun led Old Mo and me further into the side hall.
Then we saw a stone wall.
On it was a painting of Emperor Zhenwu.
Daoist Master Liuyun placed his hand on a spot on the stone wall.
At the same time, he channeled his Dao energy, and in the next moment, a formation was miraculously activated.
The painting of Zhenwu seemed to come alive.
A phantasm holding a long sword appeared and moved.
Its gaze was sharp, sweeping over the three of us.
It was like a 3D projection, but not quite as realistic.
Seeing our surprise, Daoist Master Liuyun explained.
"Don't be alarmed, this is an anti-theft formation.
As long as there is no malevolent energy, one can enter."
As soon as Daoist Master Liuyun finished speaking, the gaze of the phantom formation projection suddenly narrowed.
Its eyes locked directly onto me.
Suddenly, seven or eight mysterious runes lit up on the stone wall.
Waves of strange energy surged outward from within the stone wall.
An Eight Trigrams diagram appeared on the stone wall.
The human-like phantasm that was somewhat ethereal a moment ago,
this instant, it had suddenly become considerably more solid.
The phantasm's face contorted with ferocity, and it suddenly raised its long sword. A surge of formidable energy erupted.
The powerful, awe-inspiring aura sent a tremor through my heart, giving me the feeling of being stared at by a fierce beast.
Following that, the phantasm raised its long sword and was about to slash down at me.
Seeing this, the three of us had a drastic change in expression once more.
Daoist Master Liuyun even shouted.
"Dodge!"
After speaking, he shoved me hard.
The phantasm slashed down with its sword, and with a resounding "boom,"
it struck the spot where I had just stood.
The stone bricks on the ground instantly cracked.
A terrifying, sunken sword mark appeared.
Old Mo and I looked on in horror, staggering backward continuously.
If I had been hit, wouldn't I have been instantly cut into mince?
Not only that, but a bronze bell hanging in the side hall suddenly began to ring.
"Dong, dong..."
Hearing the resounding bronze bell, the nearly solidified phantasm, and the flickering runes on the stone wall.
I was somewhat bewildered.
"Daoist Master Liuyun, wh-what's going on?"
"Wh-why has this painting come alive?"
Old Mo also exclaimed in surprise, looking at the phantasm with fear.
It was as if Emperor Zhenwu was about to step out of the mural, becoming real.
It was exceptionally awe-inspiring.
Daoist Master Liuyun also looked shocked.
"The Zhenwu Diagram Formation has been activated."
After speaking, he looked at the phantasm again.
It was still gathering energy, glaring at me fiercely.
Clearly, it was going to attack me again.
He continued to shout at me.
"You two, retreat further!"
We dared not show any hesitation.
Old Mo and I both hastily retreated further back.
Daoist Master Liuyun, however, rapidly formed hand seals, chanting.
"Xuantian Shangdi, Zhenwu Huanghuang.
The Imperial Decree Seal, Halt the terrifying might!
Daoic Command, Seal!"
As soon as his voice fell, Daoist Master Liuyun pointed his finger.
In an instant, a golden light shot out, directly striking the phantasm's brow.
And the phantasm, which had raised its long sword and was about to slash down again,
at that very instant, suddenly dispersed.
On the Zhenwu stone wall, the rune light retracted.
However, on the front of the stone wall, dense chains of peculiar Daoist patterns suddenly appeared.
Connected into eight lines, with a character "Seal" appearing in the center.
Like chains binding it.
As if sealing the divine Zhenwu image on the mural within.
Seeing this, the three of us inside the side hall,
finally let out a long sigh of relief...