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Chapter 401 - 0263 Prince Teng reminiscing the ancient times, seeking Dao at Lu Mountain, Lv Zu imparting the method (3k for monthly tickets and subscriptions)

Chapter 401: 0263 Prince Teng reminiscing the ancient times, seeking Dao at Lu Mountain, Lv Zu imparting the method (3k for monthly tickets and subscriptions)

Tengwang Pavilion stands towering above the river isle, with jade pendants and chiming luan, the songs, and dances ceased.

As one of Jiangnan’s three famous towers, Tengwang Pavilion was the first stop on Lu Chenzhou’s journey in search of ancient victories and relics, where the Divine Chariot conspicuously landed beside the Gan River.

Gazes swept across.

"Such a handsome carriage."

"That’s an airplane."

Common folks who had never seen such a vehicle, all stopped in their tracks to watch.

Lu Chenzhou, with a long spear on his back, looked up at the ancient Tengwang Pavilion.

The landscape is part of the view, grandiose and unique.

For this long journey, Lu Chenzhou maintained a calm mindset, hoping to absorb Dao Yun and elevate his Fist Theory realm would be best, and even without it, the broadening of his horizons was worth the trip.

In fact, he wasn’t the only Martial Artist present.

"Brother Lu?"

Suddenly, a voice entered his mind.

Lu Chenzhou focused and saw it was none other than He Daizi, Chen Yuan.

His mood lifted at the reunion with an old friend.

"Brother Chen, long time no see."

Chen Yuan became a Martial Artist last year, with the title "Cloud Crane."

Chen’s father could rest assured now, his aspirations for his son fulfilled.

"Is Brother Lu here to perceive the Dao Yun as well?"

"How has Brother Chen’s experience been?"

"Nothing at all."

"Alright then."

Without much hope, Lu Chenzhou casually roamed the inside of the pavilion.

After making a round, he finally settled his gaze on the pavilion’s plaque.

"Tengwang Pavilion."

In a trance, he saw a completely different scene:

A young scholar of unparalleled grace, with an eternal literary talent, commanded words with ease. He practiced the once popular Haoran Qi Dao, his brush crafting verses at Tengwang Pavilion that outshone his generation and were proclaimed for all eternity, the classics everlastingly passed on.

The Haoran Dao of Confucianism was a once popular Martial Arts, eventually merging with Buddha Dao and uniting the Three Religions, evolving into today’s cultivation that concurrently refines spirit, qi, and essence.

Scenes from the past flashed by as if they were fleeting glances of lights.

Lu Chenzhou stood still, lost in thought for a long time.

Chen Yuan looked on in astonishment.

"Could it be that Brother Lu has made a discovery?"

His gaze naturally drifted to the Tengwang Pavilion plaque.

Although he had some insights, they seemed insufficient to glimpse the Dao Yun within.

Chen Yuan came to a realization:

"It’s not that Tengwang Pavilion lacks Dao Yun, but that my own comprehension isn’t profound enough."

He was in good spirits as he waited for Lu Chenzhou and continued his observations.

In Lu Chenzhou’s mind, the Martial Arts Tree rustled, its trunk visibly growing taller, from two zhang originally to now two zhang and one chi.

On the barren land, the greenery grew thicker, and this world became ever more vibrant with life. Even the Meat Divine Palace seemed to take on some of Tengwang Pavilion’s grandeur.

This Dao Yun subtly transformed the Martial Arts Inner Realm.

Lu Chenzhou opened his eyes.

His pitch-black pupils reflected the transformation of seas into mulberry fields, the rise and fall of dynasties.

"One of the founding quartermasters of the Hao Ran Sect in the Dragon Dynasty, Wang Zi’an... such a dazzling individual was also confined by his era and ultimately did not enter the Great Grandmaster Realm."

Such characters, in today’s view, would all hold the pose of a Heavenly King.

Lu Chenzhou pondered the subtleties of the Dao Yun, deriving the variations in Fist Theory.

Vaguely, the fog that enshrouded the Fourth Realm of the Tiger Form Fist Theory became thinner. The Swallow Form Fist Theory and the Spear Skill Realm also achieved their own gains.

"The cultivation levels of ancient sages weren’t high, but their Martial Arts Will had transcended the limits of their era, hence they were able to influence future generations across the expanse of time. Absorbing the essence of Dao Yun would greatly benefit breaking through in Fist Theory."

In today’s era, there are many Grandmasters.

But few are those who leave behind Dao Yun for posterity.

The advancement of the times has brought about more Grandmasters.

However, in terms of the pure value of their capabilities, they are not quite like those early pioneers of the Dao.

"To the sages!"

Lu Chenzhou bowed in respect.

To have gained even a little at the first location.

This filled him with confidence for the rest of the journey.

Chen Yuan asked:

"Brother Lu, have you gained anything?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, where to next, Brother Lu?"

"Lu Mountain, I suppose."

"Then let’s go together."

"You can ride in my car."

"Thank you."

The Divine Chariot soared into the sky, en route to Lu Mountain.

...

Su City.

Bai Jingming had already planned to give up on the task of assassinating Lu Chenzhou.

No other reason, this guy was just too much of a homebody.

The few times he did go out, he was accompanied by family elders.

How was he supposed to make his move?

Suddenly, his subordinate came to report.

"Sir, sir, good news!"

"Spit it out."

"Lu Chenzhou has been spotted at Tengwang Pavilion."

"Tengwang Pavilion? Is he on a tour of victory and antiquity?"

Bai Jingming knew that some people liked to travel the world and enlighten themselves on the Dao, so he instantly guessed Lu Chenzhou’s intentions and with a thoughtful expression asked:

"How did he get there?"

"It seems he took a flying car, the Divine Chariot."

"Damn it... he’s not playing by the rules."

Bai Jingming had originally stationed people at the school gates.

But the young man made an unexpected move.

Martial Arts Geniuses, incredibly impressive indeed.

"I think I know his next destination."

Bai Jingming decided to wait for his opportunity.

...

Lu Mountain, while not among the Three Mountains or the Five Peaks, is still one of the top ten famous mountains of Da Xia.

Since ancient times, countless scholars and poets have left their mark there.

Jinxiu Valley.

Twilight was vast, with drifting clouds swiftly passing by.

Lu Chenzhou stood on the edge of a precipice, with a gentle mountain breeze and a swirling sea of clouds.

"There’s boundless scenery at the perilous peaks."

Chen Yuan stood shoulder to shoulder with him, sighing with emotion,

"Between the mountains and rivers, there is great wisdom. My master said that to practice Crane Forms, one must immerse oneself in the mountains and waters, keep company with the ancient pines, sleep with the cool breeze as a pillow, and embrace the white clouds on the return journey. Only then can one comprehend the divine intent of the Crane Forms. Walking out into the world has indeed proven so."

Lu Chenzhou asked,

"Over the past year, where has Brother Chen been?"

Chen Yuan replied,

"The Three Mountains, the Five Peaks, the famous mountains of Buddha Dao, all bear traces of Dao Yun. Brother Lu can rest assured and visit them. My journey ends in Xijiang Province. Once we tour Sanqing Mountain together and visit the place where Ge Xian practiced alchemy, I’ll part ways with Brother Lu and return to the mountain."

On this long journey, Chen Yuan had already solidified his mastery in the Fourth Realm of Fist Theory.

Sanshui Waterfall, Five Elders Peak... The two figures were found throughout Lu Mountain.

At sunrise, they admired the scenery; at sunset, they practiced their stances and cultivation with heaven and earth as their mat.

...

Two days passed in a hurry.

Finally, the two came to the Cave of Immortals.

Legend has it that Lv Zu practiced here in seclusion and ascended to immortality.

According to scholars of Da Xia Martial Arts History,

It’s confirmed that Lv Zu achieved the status of Grandmaster and became a Land Immortal here.

This was also the highlight of their trip to Lu Mountain.

Lv Zu was a remarkable figure of Daoist, a possessor of the top-tier Pure Yang Dao Body, a talent not inferior to the Four Great Daoist Bodies. However, apart from Lv Zu, no one else had ever been born with this talent, hence it was deemed an extinct Dao Body.

Lv Zu, throughout numerous dynasties, in his later years, successfully broke through the Fifth Shackle and became the first Great Grandmaster in human history, reaching above the realm of Land Immortal.

People called him: Pure Yang True Immortal.

The Cave of Immortals, as an important Martial Arts heritage site, was protected.

Only after showing their Martial Arts University identifications were they allowed to enter.

The cave was not deep.

Drip-drop, drip-drop, water droplets seeped from the crevices in the rocks.

Mist hung in the air, faint like smoke.

The two found a spot each and sat down cross-legged.

On the cliff wall, there were some verses and gathas that Lv Zu had etched during his days of cultivation.

"One must know that the travelers of clouds and mists are not the people who grind mirrors amidst dust."

"Don’t let the final limit descend upon you, becoming one who drifts in the cycle of birth and death."

These verses, now widely circulated, weren’t anything unusual.

To ordinary people, these inscriptions were nothing special.

But to two Martial Arts geniuses observing, they gleaned insights. Threads of Dao Yun spanning across eons weighed heavily and were as impressive as the plaques of Heavenly Master Zhang from Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

Even among the heritage of sages, there are levels of distinction.

As inheritances from ancestors like Lv Zu and the first Heavenly Master Zhang, they were certainly a notch higher than those left by the four heroes of the Haoran Sect, as Lv Zu is the eternal master of Da Xia Martial Arts. Even Dragons Kings or Yang Jue, if present, would reverently address him as Grandmaster Patriarch.

With his spirit transcending space and time, Lu Chenzhou opened his eyes.

A Daoist was wandering alone in the cave.

With a crest resembling a crane and a shell like a turtle, the body of a tiger and the cheeks of a dragon, his eyes gazed skyward.

Truly a figure of a noble Daoist Immortal.

Standing before you, you would only sigh in wonder:

There truly are immortals in this world!

"Lu Zu..."

Lu Chenzhou murmured softly in his heart.

The Daoist almost seemed to hear his call, turning his gaze towards him.

Thump-thump, thump-thump... Lu Chenzhou’s heart pounded like a drum.

He had the illusion that he was directly facing Lu Zu.

Lu Zu had long since attained Daoist immortality and could not possibly be revived. It could only be said that Lu Zu’s Martial Arts Will was so strong that, even after thousands of years, it was still vivid and vivid.

At this moment, Lu Zu was merely at the peak of breaking through the Third Shackle. In his hands, he held the "Xiang’er Commentary" authored by the first Heavenly Master Zhang, surrounded by a vast sea of Daoist scriptures.

The Daoist’s eyes were bright with thought,

"Heavenly Master Zhang’s method of the Outer Elixir isn’t viable, for the Outer Elixir made from Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures is ultimately an external force. One must cultivate the Golden Core inside the body to enter the Fifth Realm.

Use essence as kindling, Qi as the furnace, and spirit as the fire; regard the human body as the Great Medicine. With essence, Qi, and spirit unified, cultivate an Inner Core within the body, and there is hope to enter the Fifth Realm."

Though the Daoist was only of the Third Realm, his words already pointed to the Fifth Realm. He possessed knowledge beyond his current realm, a Dao Body that was unparalleled across time. He did not wish to be just a "Land Immortal"; he aspired to ascend to the clouds and become a "Celestial Immortal."

The Daoist alternated between meditating, practicing stances with bizarre poses, practicing boxing, and training in the Heavenly Escape Swordsmanship passed down from the Red Dragon True Man. This swordsmanship, after several transformations, became the Supreme Divine Skill of the Heavenly Swordsmanship taught at Qiyun Academic.

As time flowed and vegetation withered and bloomed,

In the Cave of Immortals’ Dao Yun Illusion Realm.

Days went by, and seasons changed.

The Daoist did not remain idle; often with a wine gourd at his waist and riding the lion he had tamed during his travels in overseas tributary states, he roamed Jiangnan; he subdued fox demons in Su City and slayed flood dragons in Huaiyang; he played with immortal cranes atop Yueyang Tower and also fooled around with dog demons in the marketplace.

Under the heavens, who did not know Lv Chunyang?

Having achieved success, Lv Zu returned to the Cave of Immortals.

In a moment of sudden enlightenment, he stepped into the realm of Land Immortals.

At the moment of achievement, a celestial phenomenon occurred; the sun shined on the incense burner creating purple smoke, and Lv Zu soared into the sky on a crane, dancing with a sword in the void. His Sword Qi shot down three thousand feet, as if the Galaxy was descending from the Ninth Heaven.

Lu Chenzhou was immensely shocked.

He had never heard of such phenomena accompanying a Grandmaster’s ascension.

Indeed, Lv Zu could not be measured by common standards.

Together with the crane, they vanished into the dark blue sky.

Through heaven and earth, a resonant and otherworldly laughter echoed.

"If you want to become an immortal, you must forget yourself, for without a selfless heart, there is no way to the Dao."

"To become an immortal, ride a crane to the heavens."

"One lifetime entering the Dao, all eternity seeking immortality!"

The sound gradually faded, and Lu Chenzhou awoke from his reverie, "Such a powerful Dao Yun, for a moment, I could hardly tell whether it was a dream or reality."

Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of the butterfly, or the butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

Inner Realm.

The ground was covered with green grass, spread across the mountains and fields.

The scenery was so beautiful, like the summertime in Altaic.

Looking at the Divine Palace again, with carved beams and painted rafters, it was antiquely elegant.

In his mind, the Martial Arts Tree towered at three zhang tall.

Not just this, but when Lu Chenzhou looked at the main trunk, his expression changed.

[Cultivation Technique]

[Pure Yang Great Pill Skill: First Layer (1%)]

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