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Chapter 1288: Chapter 999: Tai Chi Transformation! Wudang Discussion! (Monthly Ticket Request)

Zhang Sanfeng anticipated that Jiang Dali’s issue was not ordinary, yet he did not foresee that Jiang Dali’s problem was so profound and peculiar. It can be said that providing a correct answer is fundamentally difficult, as is providing a wrong one.

Because the answer to this question cannot be simply summarized as ’right’ or ’wrong’.

After all, before this question arose, everyone had not yet conceived the notions of ’right’ or ’wrong’, was unaware of what was ’good’, and what was ’bad’.

No one has ever been able to provide the perfect answer to this problem.

Not even Zhang Sanfeng, who was known as the Hidden Immortal, could do so. At the very least, he couldn’t dictate how Jiang Dali should tread his path.

This question could only be resolved by Jiang Dali himself, and the ultimate answer lies in traversing to the end of the road.

Whether it is right or wrong, only he can know, no one else can determine this is right, nor can they declare it wrong, for everyone is unique—you can never decide right or wrong for others, nor pay the price for others’ choices.

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a long time, standing side by side with Jiang Dali, gazing at the sky dyed red by the blaze, he peacefully said, ”The sunset is infinitely beautiful, yet it is close to dusk.”

The road of the old Taoist is akin to the glowing setting sun approaching twilight, whereas the journey of you, young friend, has just begun.

”Since you inquire about the heavenly path, it seems that you have already found the answer within yourself, you understand your fate, and now you are facing the moment of choice?”

”Indeed!”

Jiang Dali’s eyes gleamed with a trace of brilliance, turning to the old priest and asking, ”Is it true that every person who breaks through to the Returning to Truth Realm ultimately faces their fate and must choose their path?”

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled in surprise, gazing warmly at the young man who was much taller than himself, shaking his head, he replied, ”It’s not necessarily so, if it were, why would you need to ask this old Taoist? You might as well begin your breakthrough now.

It must be known that there are few in this world who understand their fate. This is called knowing fate, and after knowing, one might alter fate or consolidate a Life Chart, thereby embarking on a distinct path.

Yet, a rare few are unwilling to believe in destiny and refuse to be mocked by fate. They are known as the Heaven-defying, they dare to say ’No’ to heaven and earth!

This category of individuals was born in ancient times, such as the Emperor of the Qin State, the Heavenly Demon Cang Qu, and the likes of the extinguished state’s Saint Emperor Du Ao. All are people of this path, yet rarely do they meet a good end.”

Jiang Dali’s whole body shook, from Zhang Sanfeng’s words, he discerned a hint of advice.

Yet his path was already destined, and the other’s advice was out of goodwill, not a hindrance.

He pondered for a moment and then spoke, ”I am aware that in your early years, during your battle with the King of Freedom, you were defeated miserably. After that battle, you abandoned all prior learning to establish the Tai Chi path, founding a sect, but is this also considered the path you walked?”

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to anticipate such a question and replied with transcendence glowing in the sunset, ”I was once a small monk by the side of Shaolin Master Jue Yuan, unintentionally mastering martial arts yet falsely accused of stealing learning, leading to my expulsion from the sect.

Later, I wandered the Martial World for many years, earning a reputation as the ’One of Three’. I once wished to join the army to serve the country but regrettably, those heroic aspirations were never realized until I faced the then King of Freedom, who wreaked havoc in the Martial World, causing blood and gore, I fought in youthful zeal and was gravely injured by him, luckily received guidance from the Saint Monk of the time, understanding the doctrine of ultimate hardness and softness.

Thus, I broke and rebuilt, abolished previous Martial Arts, and created the world’s first Tai Chi, a technique unseen by others, eventually defeating the King of Freedom.

Later, I established the Wudang Sect solely to spread the spirit of Tai Chi. Young friend, if you wish to ask whether I embarked on that path... this old Taoist can only say, my path is akin to the primordial path of heaven and earth, people ponder the precedence of heaven or earth.

I say, first there was Tai Chi, then followed heaven and earth!”

”First there was Tai Chi, then followed heaven and earth!”

Jiang Dali inhaled lightly, from Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes that gleam like they encompass the sun and moon, a vivid image surfaced in his mind.

In that image, heaven and earth have not yet opened, chaos has just begun, Yin Yang interact, the Yin Yang Qi generate all things as Tai Chi, the clear rises as heaven, the turbid sinks as earth, divided into four directions: East, South, West, North, each holds a god-head overseeing. Eastern Azure Dragon, Western White Tiger, Southern Vermilion Bird, Northern Xuanwu, forming the Four Symbols...

Tai Chi, this is Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi philosophy, from the other’s eyes expressed thoughts and ideas, greatly impacting Jiang Dali’s spirit.

Tai Chi, born before heaven and earth, Zhang Sanfeng walks this path as the pioneer of creation, neither adhering nor defying heaven, but nurturing and encompassing heaven and earth, indeed a grand realm and profound thought.

Though the path each individual walks to its end yields different accomplishments, with each having its own strengths or weaknesses, to possess such uniqueness akin to this old Taoist, perhaps is a rarity without precedent or successor.

The two continued discussions, as if old friends despite first meeting, spoke of everything from sunset to deep night, from deep night till dawn’s break.

Witnessing the sunset and sunrise together, resembling the cycle of life for an elder and a young person.

The inevitable intertwining of human interactions and conflicts suddenly merged into an inexplicable state surpassing language comprehension, akin to mutual appreciation, mutual accomplishment, the sentiment of kindred spirits.

When mountain roosters crowed, mist floated before bodies, dew drifted off tree tips scattered by gentle breezes.

The two no longer conversed, but instead breathed and absorbed the vitality of nature amidst morning haze, also sensing their own life force.

Now, as leisurely ears have no use, sit with the morning rooster and evening bell.

Jiang Dali rose, solemnly raised his hand, and clasped fists towards Zhang Sanfeng, saying, ”Thank you, elder, for your guidance! This junior has learned and knows now how to proceed.”

Zhang Sanfeng laughed heartily, retracting his gaze from the distant sunrise, his eyes glinting with Purple Energy, looking at Jiang Dali said, ”Young friend, no need for courtesy, shall this old Taoist lend you a helping hand?”

Jiang Dali raised his thick brows, laughed heartily, ”I couldn’t wish for more!”

”Great!”

Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up, hands down, backs facing outward, fingers slightly stretching, his left palm flipped, stepped forward to explore ahead, his palm probing out.

Jiang Dali flipped his cloak, likewise extended an arm, joining Zhang Sanfeng’s arm mid-air.

One arm was as robust as a cow’s leg, full of rigid muscular lines, the other remained within loose robes, palm wide and white.

At the moment of connection, Zhang Sanfeng spoke softly, his right palm advancing, capturing a sparrow’s tail in a seemingly gentle yet heavy strike, like feathers, yet weighty as a mountain.

Jiang Dali understood Tai Chi’s principle of conquering hardness with softness, yet at Zhang Sanfeng’s realm, it could be hard or soft, hardness conquering hardness, softness conquering softness, no concern for transformation between hard and soft, motion embodying Tai Chi.

However, today’s exchange with the opponent isn’t aimed at life-and-death combat to determine victory, but to dissipate his power, discarding heavenly compliance to follow his own Heaven-defying path.

Therefore, every move from Zhang Sanfeng was aiding him.

He gained inspiration, also delivered a palm to meet Zhang Sanfeng’s, utilizing the essence of Mighty God Fist’s integrated palm techniques.

Bang!—

The two palms collided.

A feeling of emptiness and instability struck, causing Jiang Dali’s body to involuntarily lean forward.

However, his rich combat experience did not let him succumb easily. As soon as the Absorption Skill was executed from his palm, he steadied himself and drew the old Daoist toward him.

But in that instant, the old Daoist took another step forward. A forceful and domineering palm power as strong as a mountain pressed against his palm, shattering the absorbing force and causing his body to nearly fall backward as if struck by lightning.

”Ha!”

Jiang Dali instantly entered the state of Golden Bell Unbreakable Body.

The old Daoist suddenly lifted his hand in a manner akin to White Crane Bright Wings, grabbing Jiang’s arm, and pulled him back in a Hugging Tiger Returning to the Mountain, landing a palm on his chest.

Clang!!——

Jiang Dali’s entire gathering of Qi Force was shattered by the soft palm-like power of this strike. His entire body glistened with golden light, nearly losing the state of Golden Bell Unbreakable Body, and his breath became chaotic.

In the midst of this assault, far from feeling constrained, Jiang Dali suddenly experienced a moment of penetrating enlightenment akin to a Head Strike, summoned his energy, and unleashed a Mighty God Fist with great strength, enveloped in a vortex.

Ultimate power brewed and exploded in the palm!

Extreme hardness is softness!

Extreme softness is hardness!

This is the power of Tai Chi!

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, advanced with Ban Lan Hammer, and Sealing and Closing, and matched Jiang Dali’s forceful palm strike!

Clang!——!

An alarming blast accompanied by a roar of Qi Force erupted on South Rock, against the full sky of dawn, resembling two radiant lights crashing together and then merging, spinning, seemingly forming a Tai Chi-like vortex of Qi Force.

Within this vortex of Qi Force, Jiang Dali’s entire body vibrated like a struck bell, trembling at a high frequency, white smoke rising from his forehead, standing frozen.

Zhang Sanfeng, however, with his robe fluttering, retreated instantly to the bottom of the rock.

By this time, many disciples and players had already gathered at the foot of the rock to watch, seeing the old Daoist descend like a banished immortal, they all respectfully greeted him as Grandmaster, clearing the path.

”Master!”

Song Yuanqiao and others came rushing in, eyes full of inquiry.

Zhang Wuji anxiously asked, ”Master, how is my teacher?”

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Jiang Dali on the rock and said kindly, ”Your teacher is doing well. Yuanqiao, arrange for disciples to guard the surroundings so no one disturbs Master Jiang.”

After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng’s complexion slightly reddened, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao and others were initially surprised, yet moved forward with concern.

”No worries!”

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, ”Master just needs three days of quiet cultivation.”

The exchange between Jiang Dali and Zhang Sanfeng seemed effortless, yet it indeed stretched the old Daoist to his limits since with Jiang Dali’s power, declaring him invincible below the Returning to Truth Realm in the vassal states is justified.

To deftly dissolve his power, even Zhang Sanfeng felt immense pressure.

”Master, you are of advanced age, why struggle so?”

Song Yuanqiao and the others sighed inwardly, yet proceeded to seal off South Rock, preventing anyone from approaching to disturb the Black Wind Village Chief.

Although the surrounding Wudang players were dispersed, an intense curiosity remained, not understanding why Zhang, the True Man, and Jiang Dali had interacted, leading Jiang Dali to be left at South Rock, appearing as if in a rare state of Sudden Enlightenment for cultivation.

For a time, various theories spread on the Jianghu Forum.

As the players’ discussions grew more fervent, the news quickly transferred from players throughout the martial world.

”The Black Wind Village Chief stayed at Wudang conversing with Zhang, the True Man, for a night, entering Sudden Enlightenment!”

”Zhang Sanfeng guided Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali? South Wudang thoroughly became a gathering place for Eight Desolate Disciples?”

”The Black Wind Village Chief is rumored to break through to the Returning to Truth Realm!”

Various messages began to spread fiercely in the martial world, garnering much attention from major forces.

Meanwhile, within a deep bamboo grove in Song Country, surrounded by thick bamboo, all was in green shade.

Besides occasionally hearing birdsong, there was utter silence.

Suddenly, a slight wind-breaking sound rushed over.

The shadows of the bamboo swayed vividly, as someone exhibited superb Qinggong, swiftly gliding over the bamboo grove, abruptly landing before a small pavilion in the depths of the forest with a thud.

This sound of landing seemed intentional, otherwise with such high Qinggong, why be loud?

This person stood tall, over eight feet in height, long-haired, fierce and eerie face, wearing garments of unknown era, like layers of armor, resembling the statues worshipped in temples.

Indeed, he could be called a statue, for his name is — Divine General!

But the name Divine General may hardly be known among the martial folks; where he comes from, even the current martial folks may be unaware, why has he come here?

Who is waiting for him in this pavilion?

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