Traveling the Heavens in Thunderbolt

Chapter 1046 Qi Practitioner

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Qigong practitioners were divided into two factions, the North and the South.

The Northern Faction was headed by the Imperial Observatory in Tai'an City. All the people north of the Guangling River became running dogs of the imperial court, working diligently to observe the weather and astronomy for the Emperor of Zhao. In the end, they suffered a backlash from their luck when Cao Changqing negotiated the fate of Tai'an City, and were reduced to ashes.

The south is relatively desolate and scattered, with the White Bottle Guanyin Sect of the South China Sea being the most respected. They live in seclusion on isolated islands overseas and behave like immortals.

In the past, there was a woman from the South China Sea who entered the martial arts world in white clothes and barefoot, shocking countless martial artists and making countless young talents worship her.

In the end, it was the sword god Li Chungang who intervened and beat her until she cried, and the situation was finally resolved.

The old owner of Yanshan Villa was an admirer at that time.

Later, the owner of the village, Zhang Dongling, inherited his father's wish and hired a boat to go out to sea to visit the immortal.

He encountered a tornado that occurs rarely in a century and was unexpectedly rescued by a female Qigong practitioner from the Guanyin Sect.

By chance, they fell in love with each other and eloped back to the villa.

Until twenty-five years ago, a Qigong master from the Guanyin Sect quietly arrived and forced the woman to commit suicide.

The infatuated Zhang Dongling did not hesitate to seal the sword-making furnace that had been passed down from generation to generation, and promised to forge 81 talisman swords for the Guanyin Sect in exchange for his wife's life. If he failed to forge the swords one day, he would die with his wife. Sword-making is not easy in itself, and the superior talisman swords required by Qigong practitioners are even more difficult. Twenty-five years later, only 36 talisman swords were forged, and Youyan Villa was on the verge of collapse and almost bankrupt.

Now, it is time for the Qi-refining practitioners of the Guanyin Sect to put away their swords.

A dozen white-robed cultivators arrived at Youyan Villa in a menacing manner.

Unexpectedly, a Taoist with a bamboo hat on his head was lying on his side on the boat.

A fishing rod in front of you is guided by the Qi energy, and you can fish in the lake without anyone standing on your own.

Opposite the boat, standing on the lake, there was not a ripple under their feet. The white-robed Qi-refining practitioners who looked like immortals descended to the earth were all facing a formidable enemy.

The old lady in white, who was leading the group, frowned and saluted the Taoist on the boat with her fists clasped together, saying, "May I ask, Taoist friend, have we offended you in any way?"

The Taoist did not stand up, but remained lying on his side on the boat. "Let's be merciful when we can. You have already gained a lot of benefits. Why should we kill you all?"

The old woman said, "We went to Youyan Villa only to pick up the sword as agreed. It is a good thing that you want to help those in trouble, but we must also pay attention to cause and effect."

The Taoist's face was hidden under his bamboo hat. "I am a humble Taoist, but I have been hosted by the owner of this manor for seven days. I have to protect this place. Please give me some face and leave."

As soon as these words were spoken, the anger of this group of white-clothed Qi-refining practitioners was instantly ignited.

A young cultivator among the dozen or so white-robed cultivators shouted angrily, "We call you a fellow cultivator only out of respect for your high level of cultivation. Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

Different from the Fulong Sect in the north, most of the Qigong practitioners in the South China Sea live in seclusion in a corner, isolated overseas and not caring about the common people but ghosts and gods.

Even the Spring and Autumn War did not affect them in the slightest.

In their eyes, the incident at Youyan Villa was just a trivial matter under the law of nature.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped here because of this.

These Qigong practitioners either carry one or several talisman swords of varying lengths on their backs, or peach wood swords passed down from the hands of immortals as recorded in ancient books, or ancient bronze swords that are thousands of years old. Even if they are "new" swords, their age is still calculated in Jiazi.

It is said that the way Qigong practitioners cultivate the Tao is unique. They specialize in collecting thunder in the sky a hundred feet above the blessed land, and use secret techniques to make thunder beads. When thrown, they are extremely powerful, just like thunder from the ground. Or the earliest ray of morning glow reflected on the East China Sea, collected in the talisman mirror, under the light, all evil things were reduced to ashes. There is also a magical saying that collects ownerless souls to go to Fengdu together to enter the underworld as a yang body to accumulate Yin virtue. In short, the mysterious methods of the skilled Qigong practitioners are endless, and ordinary people will only find them incredible, so they sincerely respect them as gods and regard them as immortals who act on behalf of heaven. In fact, Qigong practitioners come from ancient alchemists, and are somewhat similar to Taoist alchemists, but the narrow path of Qigong practitioners is narrower and farther. The Taoist did not show any emotion. "I have always valued harmony. If you leave now, promise not to trouble the owner of this place. Naturally, a dispute can be avoided."

The young white-robed Qi-refining practitioner said angrily, "Since you are so ignorant of tact, I will sit down and discuss Taoism with you to see who is better."

The white-clothed cultivator was filled with rage, and a strong wind blew around him.

As he sat down, the surface of the lake churned, creating countless waves.

Except for the old woman who was in the lead, the rest of the Qigong practitioners raised their toes a few feet away from the lake.

But I saw the small boat where the one who had difficulty entering the Tao was lying within three meters.

The surface of the water beneath the boat was not affected at all and remained as still as the water.

“I’m helpless~” The Taoist waved his hand lightly, and the fishing rod turned, seemingly fishing up half of the lake, instantly creating huge waves that rivaled the sky.

The group of Qigong practitioners were as small as ants in front of the huge waves. They didn't even bother to stand by and watch, and they all took action to resist the waves.

Each of them used their unique skills to attack the huge waves.

Yin thunder, talisman swords, and formations were all used, and they were able to barely create a large hole in the huge waves to protect everyone.

After the huge wave passed over a group of Qigong practitioners, its momentum weakened and it returned to calm before reaching the lakeshore.

The price he paid was that his clothes were all soaked by the lake water, and he looked disheveled, no longer living up to his previous appearance as a banished immortal.

Only a young barefoot woman in white clothes who was hanging behind a group of Qi-refining practitioners had her clothes not wet by the lake water, and she stood on the surface of the lake.

The wife of Zhang Dongling, the owner of Youyan Villa, was originally a direct disciple of a Qigong master in the Guanyin Sect. She was expected to inherit her master's mantle, which was also the reason why the Guanyin Sect was furious back then.

There are said to be millions of martial artists in the world, and a rare character like her has always been regarded as "a treasure worth a ton of money."

Since Zhang Donglingling's wife fell in love, she has devoted herself to taking care of her husband and children, and her cultivation has long been lost like water dripping from a leaky pot.

But he kept his eyes on them, and when he saw that these sixteen Qi Refiners no longer had the slightest bit of their previous momentum, he knew that this guest was a master.

It should be noted that the old lady among the sixteen Qigong practitioners not only has an extraordinary status in the Guanyin Sect, but also has a very high seniority among the Qigong practitioners in the entire south. She looks like an old woman in her seventies, but in fact she has lived for nearly two decades. In martial arts, she may still be defeated by young people, but when it comes to Qigong, there is no doubt that the older you are, the more experienced you become.

Just like Li Chungang who forced away the hopes of his own sect, one can reach the top before the age of thirty, and after reaching the top, no one can match him.

Throughout the thousands of years of Qigong, only a handful of them have developed great luck by the age of thirty. People in the martial arts world like to praise someone's supreme talent as "once-in-a-century opportunity."

When it comes to practicing Qi, it happens once every thousand years.

This was what happened when Li Chungang beat the Nanhai Sect's disciple into tears.

After that incident, the path to success for this genius was cut off.

This Taoist made a group of Qigong practitioners become like this with just a casual move. There is no doubt that he is a peerless master like Li Chungang.

(End of this chapter)