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Chapter 1285: Chapter 997: All Good Things Must Come to an End! The Old Daoist and the Young Boy!

Chi Meng and his two companions turned pale in unison, truly angered this time, and realized the purpose of Jiang Dali and the immense danger involved.

But at this moment, the three dared not refute, and had no choice but to grit their teeth and agree. With faces as red as pig liver, they watched Jiang Dali command a group of Abnormal People to excavate the two Mingyun Crystal Steles from either side of the Yanxiang Hall and carry them away, finally sending Jiang Dali off from Jingyan Palace with courtesy.

Watching Jiang Dali’s figure receding across the plains to join Xiao Feng, Lu Xiaofeng, and others, the three of Chi Meng felt a sense of desolation, exchanged a glance, and thought of their master’s corpse, feeling a cold shiver down their spines.

”The War God Temple at Jingyan Palace might be lost from our hands!”

”If we stubbornly refuse to let go, we’ll surely anger this Evil Star. If a Three Kingdoms War erupts, our Mongolian Country lacks top-notch experts. No matter how fierce our soldiers are, victory is uncertain, especially since the Song Country has that renowned general Yue Fei leading elite, valiant soldiers, and it’s a time of flourishing national fortune after the compensations from Fang Dejin and Liao countries.”

”Dharma King is thinking too far ahead. The Mongolian Emperor would not rashly start a war over Jingyan Palace, especially when even our master said we only understood a tiny fraction of the War God Temple’s mysteries. We gained nothing from there yesterday, and the value return is indeed too low.

Unless... unless we can find a strong figure willing and able to stand against the Black Wind Village Chief, then we could protect the War God Temple.”

”The Black Wind Village Chief’s strength is unimaginably extraordinary; it’s almost impossible to find a match among the vassal states. For now, it seems that before surrendering the War God Temple, we should gather many young talents from within the country to visit the temple, hoping that one of them may have the fortune to comprehend its mysteries.”

”That’s the only way...”

Chi Meng stopped here, suddenly feeling inspired. Turning to look at Chi Da, who was waiting nearby, he smiled and said, ”Gentlemen, my nephew Chi Da is exceptionally talented; he is a suitable candidate.”

Not far away, Chi Da felt the gazes of the three and saw Chi Meng effortlessly engaging in conversation between Bi Qifeng and the others. Although he returned a smile, his heart was already filled with darkness.

”I am the Seventh Generation Dharma King, and I’m not dead yet! But my sect has abandoned me, unwilling to rescue me from Black Wind Village, and instead appointed this Uncle Chi Meng as the Eighth Generation Dharma King. They’ve already treated me as a dead man.”

”The Black Wind Village Chief was right; the opportunity has been given to me. It’s up to me to seize it. If I can grasp this opportunity, not only can I reclaim my position, but I may ascend even higher!”

The flame of ambition began to spread in Chi Da’s heart. The higher it blazed, the more flawless his feigned smile appeared.

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In the empty camp, a table was set with farewell wine.

Jiang Dali and his group sat at the table drinking.

Jiang Dali savored the wine with a smile, saying, ”How’s the wine?”

Lu Xiaofeng played with the glass-like wine cup and smiled, ”The wine is quite ordinary, but this cup is nice.”

Sikong Zhaixing chuckled, ”I stole this night-glowing cup from the Persian Empire’s Imperial Palace, so it’s certainly nice.”

Xiao Feng drank a bowl in one gulp, using the wine to wash down the wine, not eating any dishes, and laughed heartily, ”No cup is better than drinking from a big bowl. Drinking from a big bowl makes any wine taste good.”

Ding Peng took a sip of the wine, placed the smallest cup down, and said, ”Even good wine depends on who you drink it with. If there’s anything more unbearable than not drinking, it’s drinking with someone you dislike. Conversely, even non-drinkers would enjoy drinking with pleasant company.”

Xie Xiaofeng laughed lightly, drank a cup heartily, then placed the cup upside down on the table, indicating that he wouldn’t drink more than three cups, ”Since I got drunk years ago, I haven’t touched a drop for decades. Today three cups are already too much! I hope one day I can drink three cups with you gentlemen again!”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, lifted the wine vat for a big drink, and said generously, ”There certainly will be such opportunities! I also hope that staying here to comprehend the War God Temple will be greatly rewarding for you, making this trip worthwhile.”

Upon hearing this, everyone laughed, then turned their gazes toward the players loading the cage with the Demon Dragon onto the transport vehicle, and stood up to bid farewell to Jiang Dali with clenched fists.

A sharp cry of an eagle echoed across the sky.

Jiang Dali bent his knees, jumped up to grab the eagle’s claws, and under the upward gazes watching him, his Black Cloak billowed wildly as he flew gracefully away.

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Wudang!

Wudang!

The Wudang that only Zhenwu can honor.

Known as the ”Peerless Ancient Paradise, the Number One Celestial Mountain in the World,” Wudang is famed across the Martial World because of an Earthly Immortal, Old Taoist Zhang.

On this day, atop the Wudang Golden Summit, Sword Qi soared skyward, and numerous outstanding Wudang Disciples practiced Tai Chi Swordsmanship on the summit. Each move, seemingly tender and weak, was in fact slow yet fast, subtly powerful, with an astonishing presence.

Outside the Zixiao Palace Three Pure Ones Hall, the majestic and grand, with round eyes and eyebrows like spears, Zhang Sanfeng watched with a smile as a young man practiced movement technique, moving freely before the hall with the Cloud Stepping technique.

Unlike ordinary Wudang disciples practicing Cloud Stepping, this young man’s movement was not light and elegant but had more of a straightforward, rushing force.

Therefore, his Cloud Stepping, in execution, was like a cannonball barreling through in front of the hall, intensely powerful, stirring gusts of wind.

After a while, the young man shouted lowly and did an aerial backflip, resembling a flying cannonball, landing on one knee before the old Taoist, with his rugged face lifted and showing a look of consternation, he said, ”Master, I’ve been practicing Cloud Stepping for three days, yet I feel unable to grasp its light and subtle essence. I feel like Cloud Stepping may not be suitable for me.”

The old Taoist laughed brightly at the words, gently lifting Zhang Wuji with both hands using a soft force, and kindly said, ”Wuji, you are inherently kind and gentle. Now, growing so quickly into a man’s vigor is thanks in no small part to your master Jiang Dali’s influence, solidifying your robust postnatal disposition towards grandeur in practicing martial arts.

But you must know this isn’t your true nature; you are not a second Jiang Dali. Rigidity alone will break easily.

If you can understand the essentials of merging hardness with softness and bring this Cloud Stepping from bold and rampant to light and elegant combined, you will grasp the mystery of the true path of Tai Chi, where stiffness turns flexible, and flexibility transforms strong, faultless and invincible!”

”Stiffness turns flexible, flexibility transforms strong, merging hardness and softness...”

Zhang Wuji’s eyes gleamed with contemplation.

Zhang Sanfeng led Zhang Wuji to the edge of the cliff, pointing to a waterfall far below the mountain, saying, ”After today, go to that waterfall to practice Cloud Stepping. If you can comprehend how to easily soar against the waterfall’s force, you’ve taken a small step towards mastering the path of stiffness and flexibility.”

Zhang Wuji was wide-eyed.

Soaring upwards with Cloud Stepping against the waterfall’s force, isn’t that as difficult as carrying seven or eight big men while attempting to leap onto a treetop, even tougher perhaps?

As Zhang Wuji tilted his head to inquire, a familiar loud eagle’s cry suddenly drifted in from the distant sky, and he couldn’t help but freeze, then his pupils expanded with surprise.

”Master?!”

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(Last night’s errands delayed an additional update; today’s update added!)