Various incredible phenona appeared in the sky above the Dragon Nurturing Temple.
An extrely exaggerated thought arose in everyone’s hearts. At this mont, the Martial Bell is inviting that capricious young man!
The so-called rules were broken by this young man’s capriciousness. Only prodigious talents could tread on the path of invitation, but because of Su Tu, the original rules have been broken, inviting Shang Zichun to join in alongside the brilliance!
Rumble!!
Su Tu and Shang Zichun also felt this point, unexpectedly finding that this invitation path was so understanding.
The radiant golden light now also fell upon Shang Zichun.
"Interesting, little Tu, this path invites again. It’s quite interesting, accompany mom for a stroll!"
At this ti, Shang Zichun spoke, directly reversing to grasp her son’s wrist, and imdiately stepped again onto that brilliance; obviously a simple woman not cultivating Martial Arts Dao.
Yet at this mont, she was spirited and proud, looking at her son with eyes full of pride!
This path had imnse benefits for her son, and she didn’t want Su Tu to miss out, but she was too aware of her son’s character. Even if the Martial Path now permitted her to accompany, he might still refuse.
So at this ti, it was up to her!!
After all, as capricious as her son was, how could a mother be any better!
Su Tu saw through his mother’s intention, but how could he refuse the benign capriciousness of his mother.
In the dazzling golden light, Shang Zichun and Su Tu walked on the Martial Path, under the awe-stricken and envious gazes of many pilgrims, their figures accompanied by the disappearing celestial events above, gradually entering Dragon Nurturing Temple.
"Damn!!! It turns out having talent really ans you can do whatever you want!"
"Incredible, the rules only allow prodigious talents to travel this path, but as long as you have enough talent, you are the rules!"
"Amazing!! Amazing!!"
All the pilgrims were in an uproar.
The old lady who previously intended to preach or mock Shang Zichun was completely bewildered.
"I actually wanted to teach that person how to educate their child..."
"Oh heavens..."
"Am I crazy!!!"
The old monk stood where he was, his eyes sowhat dazed.
"Martial Bell has responded, such a prodigious talent appeared, I wonder what this prodigious talent can feel from it."
The old monk muttered softly.
The reason Dragon Nurturing Temple was able to beco the most prosperous Martial Temple in the entire Federation was not only because of the extraordinary martial monks within, but also because of the existence of the Martial Bell.
The original form of the Martial Bell was a small pendulum used by the Martial God to teach on the Dao of Martial Arts over ten days, imbued with the Martial God’s aura, it gained spirituality over ti, even incorporating the teachings of the Martial God into it.
Before the disappearance of the Martial God, he shattered it, transforming it into a Martial Bell, and gifted it to a general who had rendered great service to the Federation at the ti.
That general later shaved his head, beca a monk, and established Dragon Nurturing Temple. With Great Divine Techniques, he linked the spirit of the Martial Bell across the minutes of the temple. If a prodigious talent of Martial Arts appeared, the Martial Bell could be invoked, potentially allowing them to hear the aura of the Martial God from those days.
If the talent was even more unparalleled, one might possibly glimpse scenes from the past!
Eleven chis of the bell, unprecedented, if there truly was soone in this world qualified to hear the teachings of the Martial God.
Then Su Tu would be the most likely one!!
"Close the temple for today, no other pilgrims shall be entertained, only honored guests,"
The old monk whispered, his figure vanished instantly.
Afterwards, the grand door of Dragon Nurturing Temple shut tight. Today’s incense and firewood offerings were not welco.
The pilgrims, upon hearing this news, surprisingly didn’t feel disappointed. On the contrary, having witnessed the scene just now was already enough to boast about for a long ti outside.
However, when soone took out their terminal to capture the video surreptitiously, they found.
Only a splendid golden light existed, without a trace of any person.
Inside the temple.
The old monk folded his hands, standing beside him was the serving Abbot Rujian.
"Keep an eye on the Buddha’s Son, don’t let him co out."
"If he insists on coming out, watch over the ’young great monk’, and don’t let that little benefactor et that young great monk...."
Abbot Rujian folded his hands together, after offering a Buddha salutation, he quietly left.
His gaze unintentionally swept over the top of the temple, to the two silhouettes slowly arriving; he couldn’t help but sigh silently in his heart.
"Such a prodigious talent, why co at this exact ti."
"Unfortunate, unfortunate, but is there a chance of seeing higher truths... hard to say, hard to know."
He folded his hands softly speaking.....
....
Su Tu and Shang Zichun walked upon the Martial Path; Shang Zichun only felt novelty, but quickly she felt bored, after all, with the advanced Star River Technology, traveling at high altitude was not unusual either.
Although this Martial Path was grand in scale, actually walking on it, Shang Zichun only felt like it was walking on a glass bridge.
And that’s all there was to it.
But she noticed that Su Tu next to her had a somber look; that expression Shang Zichun was very familiar with, Su Tu always had this expression whenever he was serious about learning.
Hence, her steps beca light, for fear of disturbing her son.
Her son was indeed a supre prodigious talent, naturally extraordinary; he couldn’t afford any delays. Just thinking of the envious glances others cast towards her made Shang Zichun involuntarily want to laugh.
She wasn’t a woman who craved vanity, but there wasn’t a mother in this world who wouldn’t feel proud because of her son’s excellence.
At this mont, although Su Tu and Shang Zichun walked together on the Martial Path, all sorts of voices ca to his ears, voices that seed like conversations yet were teachings, all interpreting the true essence of Martial Arts Dao, explaining the thods of cultivation.
Greatly beneficial to Su Tu’s cultivation.
So of the interpretations and teachings were too profound, which Su Tu currently couldn’t utilize, so he endeavored to rember them for use in future learning.
At last, the voices of teaching and explanation in his ears completely dissipated.
"This Martial Path is indeed extraordinary."
Su Tu couldn’t help but lant in his heart.
rely by hearing those insights and explanations, Su Tu’s understanding of the Martial Arts Dao beca clearer, even the speed at which new power integrated within him accelerated a bit.
Once the fusion of new power was completed, Su Tu could take it as a foundation and break through into the Falling Leaves!
But at this mont, Su Tu had a few doubts in his mind.
"The Third Realm uses the Martial Bone as the foundation, extending the True Intent of Martial Arts, externalizing it; while the Fourth Realm rges body and intent, but the cycle is split apart...."
The Falling Leaves Realm uses Bone Appearance Power to integrate one’s will, Martial Path, talent, and so on, condensing true intent, and then detaching from oneself, externalizing it.
Once the true intent achieves perfection, body and intent are rged, which serves as the source.
This initial detachnt followed by the rging process defines the Third and Fourth Realms. Originally Su Tu didn’t see a problem with it, but as his understanding of the Martial Arts Dao deepened, he increasingly felt there was an issue with the Third and Fourth Realms.
In the First Realm, qi is used to open apertures. Once an aperture is opened, it amplifies more qi and then continues to open more apertures. The more apertures opened, the more qi, and the more qi, the faster the opening of apertures. This can be viewed as a perfect cycle.
And in the Second Realm, the refinent of bone appearance with qi and blood, then using bone appearance to temper the blood, finally their dual ascension, breaking through into a higher realm, also represents a perfect cycle.
If the Third and Fourth Realms were connected together, it would also form a perfect cycle, but the current situation is that this cycle is completed across two realms.
It makes no sense; the first two realms nearly constitute a perfect cycle, yet when it cos to the Third and Fourth Realms, this cycle is broken apart.
"Why is that..."
"Martial Arts Dao elevates the Human Race’s life tier fundantally. Each realm a cycle, the self seeks perfection, yet why is the perfection broken in the Third and Fourth Realms...."
"Am I overthinking it, or..."
Nurous ripples of thought erged in Su Tu’s mind.
Just then, a blurry figure appeared before his eyes, reflecting a very dilapidated temple in his pupils.
He saw a man in plain cloth, his eyes covered by a black cloth, sitting in the temple, with ten spirited youths sitting cross-legged by his side.
Despite the young age, each of these youths bore an inexplicable aura.
Reviews
All reviews (0)