1054: Chapter 561: Inviting the State Preceptor to Preach, Returning to Yin Land, The Advancing Three Corpse Primordial Spirits!_2 1054: Chapter 561: Inviting the State Preceptor to Preach, Returning to Yin Land, The Advancing Three Corpse Primordial Spirits!_2 Bang!
“Damn it, you foolish little wolf, why didn’t you dodge?
If Yuan Jun hadn’t restrained herself in ti, your head would’ve been smashed!”
Seeing Yi Chen not dodging, Yuan Jun scurried over in a panic and hastily reined in her power, clearly frustrated.
“Thank you, Yuan Jun, for showing rcy!”
“That strike was too powerful; there was no way to avoid it, so I had no choice but to take it head-on.”
Upon receiving the telepathic ssage from Yuan Jun, Yi Chen gracefully bowed with one hand and responded with a smile.
Oh, how naive!
He’s nothing like his ntor Yi Chengzi, who is mature and stable.
But it doesn’t matter.
If it weren’t for Yuan Jun’s sheltering and diation back then, who knows how many people would have targeted him?
Compared to such a great kindness, this little incident today is truly insignificant.
“Very good, little wolf, you did a great job this ti!
Just like that!”
“This ti, Yuan Jun will forgive you.”
The voice of the telepathic ssage rose again.
Standing next to Yi Chen, Yuan Jun sheathed her Sword of Certain Victory, posturing as if to show off, then casually placed one hand on her hip and the other hand patted Yi Chen’s shoulder in a composed fashion.
At this mont, high in the sky, Ying Si and Lang Qianhua were approaching together.
“State Master, did you…
did you truly succeed?” Ying Si asked with a joyous expression.
“By sheer luck, I succeeded,” Yi Chen glanced at the boastful Yuan Jun and responded modestly,
Watching the amazed expressions on Ying Si and Lang Qianhua, the proud smile on the face of the Great Qin State Master soon beca awkward.
He saw both Ying Si and Lang Qianhua simultaneously bow deeply and say,
“We earnestly request that the State Master enlighten us with his teachings!”
“Go ahead and speak, little wolf, Yuan Jun would like to hear it.”
“Although Yuan Jun only exerted a tenth of her strength in that previous strike, you could withstand it with your head; Yuan Jun is indeed willing to listen to your teachings.”
A Peach Blossom Mask couldn’t help but co closer and echo the sentint.
“Ah…
Ah?
You really want to listen?”
The Great Qin State Master, who had just successfully suppressed the mandate of heaven, suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
How the hell was he supposed to explain?
“Well then, I shall elucidate the matter of the Primordial Magnetic Dao Fruit to you!”
Thinking that he ultimately held the right to interpret, the Great Qin State Master’s chest puffed up again, and the four people entered the largest temple on Falling Dragon Mountain together.
An hour later, Yuan Jun, Lang Qianhua, and Ying Si left one after another, unable to bear it any longer.
No one knew what they had heard inside, but Qing Feng and Ming Yue saw the three go in full of anticipation and co out utterly confounded.
They didn’t understand, but it seed impressive nevertheless!
Three days later.
Moon perched atop willow tips.
Two silhouettes crept onto the windowsill of the Imperial Palace.
A dignified lady tenderly placed a cup of soup in front of Ying Si’s desk and asked with so concern: “Your Majesty, are you still contemplating the Tao that the State Master spoke of that day?”
“What exactly is this Primordial Magnetic Dao Fruit?”
Yue Ji stepped quietly behind Ying Si, mana gathering at her fingertips, beginning to gently massage around Ying Si’s temples.
“Eh, it’s incomprehensible, but it sohow feels profound and unfathomable.
The magnetic field spoken of by the State Master is sothing I’ve never heard of,
Just when I think I’ve glimpsed a trace of the pathway, I discover even more errors, to the point where I feel this so-called path of Primordial Magnetism is just nonsensical babble, built of unfounded elents into a towering but empty structure.”
“Yet if it’s called a spurious path, the deeper I delve, the more restless I beco, even my tranquil mind feels a sense of regress, which is truly terrifying,” Ying Si said with a pale face.
“The National Master Yi Chengzi is a striking genius; to carve a new path in the universe, only such grand talent could advance at such a miraculous pace.
With thousands of ways in the Tao, and countless more side gates, every supre master is the embodint of utmost sincerity to their own path.
Your Majesty, why obsess over the National Master’s Way of Primordial Magnetism?”
“I believe Your Majesty is simply vexed by the National Master, hence the oversight, not seeing Mount Tai for the leaf before your eyes.
Everyone has their strengths; so may have photographic mories but frail bodies, so are deft of hand but cannot carry burdens, and so possess imnse strength but cannot thread a needle.
Only by walking the path one excels at, can greater success be achieved.”
“In my opinion, Your Majesty should rest for now, drink the Calming Soup I’ve brewed with eighty-one heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and seal away this Primordial Magnetic Handwriting for soone fated to find it.
A backward shift in mindset is the greatest warning sign, Your Majesty must not fall into madness, straying onto the wrong path.”
Yue Ji held up a bone-white porcelain cup, lifted the lid, and tenderly scooped up a spoonful of the soup to bring it to Ying Si’s lips.
“Yue Ji, you, you!”
“Truly, a single word can awaken soone from a dream; I, with my cultivation, have not seen as clearly as you, Yue Ji.” Ying Si sighed, pushed away the spoon that Yue Ji brought to his lips, and poured the spirit-enriching soup back into the porcelain cup.
“What is Your Majesty’s intention?” Yue Ji looked at Ying Si with puzzled eyes but saw her husband’s mischievous gaze resting upon her.
Ying Si picked up the porcelain cup and drank it all in one gulp, then burst out laughing and swept Yue Ji off her feet, heading toward the study.
“What is my intention?
Yue Ji, take off your armor!”
Suddenly, the graceful lady’s embroidered shoes fell off, exposing her jade-like toes.
Her toes were painted with cinnabar, crimson as blood, dazzling under the sky’s light.
….
….
At the sa mont, beneath a different sky.
Outside the Pure Yang Daoist Palace on Falling Dragon Mountain.
The Immortal’s Abode of eternal youth, the Taoist’s household that lives as long as Heaven!
The setting sun lted into gold, casting reflections of golden light on the plaque outside the Pure Yang Daoist Palace.
At this mont, Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi was seated opposite his junior brother.
During these three days, he first searched throughout the Five Realms, regretfully finding few Deep Red Points, thus he abandoned this plan.
Instead, he spent his days feasting and reveling with friends such as Ying Si and Yuan Jun, and at night, he honed his skills with people like Zhen Ruan and Lin Luo, indulging in pleasure.
He had planned to visit Mount Qingping, but even before seeing the Master, he was turned back by a Flying Sword Transmission from Yue Qingping.
The letter said the Master was deep in breakthrough seclusion, and Mount Qingping was closed to visitors.
Out of respect, Yi Chen did not insist and gave up on the visit.
During these three days, Shen Hui also brought his junior brother to see him.
After a cup of simple wine, they bid farewell and left.
As for his al companion Qian Yueru, she had not yet returned and was probably still in Yin Manor.
However, Yi Chen had soone send a letter of safety to her parents, Ling Shui True Monarch.
“Big brother, you have just returned, are you about to journey afar again?
Now that you are unmatched under the heavens, why the urgency?
Why not linger and rest awhile?” Qing Yunzi, now a handso and flourishing Taoist, would have been a sights to behold if one could overlook his disdainful eyes.
“My foolish junior brother, you simply do not comprehend the weight behind being unmatched under the heavens, for the heavens may bring enemies!”
“Your brother has offended two among the seven giants who overlook all heavens, especially that Asna, who branded like one would mark pork, making it impossible to escape!”
“If I don’t find a way to fill the last 1.5 billion Deep Red Point deficit and wash away this brand, your brother will have to sleep with one eye open.”
Facing Qing Yunzi’s hopeful eyes, Yi Chen sighed inwardly while secretly cursing.
Damn it, didn’t Yi Chengzi wish to try and see whether the Fish Dragon Dance could ultimately manifest divine skills?
Didn’t he enjoy the finer things, to occasionally relax and indulge?
Of course, such thoughts Yi Chen, as the eldest senior brother, naturally could not express directly to Qing Yunzi.
Firstly, the junior brother’s cultivation was insufficient to be involved in such a whirlpool.
Secondly, such a response was unmistakably lacking in positivity!
Facing Qing Yunzi’s expectant gaze, Yi Chen’s eyes grew colder, and his look beca fierce and determined, delivering a heartless rejection!
“Junior brother, one must never slack off on the path of cultivation!”
“Cultivation is like rowing upstream; not advancing ans regressing, and even moving slower than others is falling behind.
In this grand age of strife, if enemies descend from heaven, how will you hold out against them?
How can you withstand them?”
“For the Human Race, for the Five Realms, it matters not if your brother suffers a little more, as long as I can buy you all so more ti.”
“Rember, the world will ultimately belong to you, and Hidden Dragon Temple relies on you, my junior brother!”
Leaving behind a resolute and towering silhouette to Qing Yunzi, the eldest senior brother of Hidden Dragon Temple left the room just as he had five years ago.
All heretical powers are calamities involved with the world; Yi Chengzi was once again about to champion justice outside.
With a flicker, he appeared in a desolate place, and suddenly, a mysterious Red Residence appeared!
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