I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 77: The wind rises in the lotus pond, and the sword opens to ask the truth

After hearing a few questions from his teacher, Lu Wujiu's heart moved:
"This junior has no master!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji's smile became even warmer and brighter:
"Since you have no master, why don't you join our Wudang Sect, guard the Huangting, refine the Pure Yang, use the Wuji to create the Taiji, and practice the supreme path!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yimei raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lu Wujiu with an especially clear gaze.

Lu Wujiu was a little surprised.

He put a lot of effort into supporting the Lao Lu Temple, all he wanted was a share of the Taoist tradition. However, he didn't expect that the Taoist tradition would disappear as if it were worthless.

Now he has even gained the favor of the Chunyang Sword Cultivator!
It's flattering at first glance, but it makes sense when you think about it.

In the previous life, if ordinary people wanted to go to a top university, their only way out was to study hard.

But I didn’t know that even the top universities have ten paths.

The same is true in this world.

From a certain perspective, it is already an institution of learning, and resources will only flow to those who have no shortage of resources.

However, even so, thinking of the sharp sword energy displayed by Zhao Yimei, he couldn't help but feel a little excited:

"I cultivate the Pure Yin Kun Dao, which is incompatible with your Pure Yang Qian Dao. If I join Wudang, will I have to abandon Yin and cultivate Yang?"

"It's not necessary to abandon Yin, but you can no longer cultivate the external way! Huangting Yuanqi must be gradually transformed into pure Yang Yuanqi."

Lu Wujiu sighed inwardly and said, "Thanks to the kindness of the senior, I have achieved what I have today entirely thanks to the Pure Yin Kun Dao. I am afraid that I will not be able to adapt to the Pure Yang Qian Dao if I switch to it."

Zhao Yimei was anxious and said quickly, "You have a great opportunity ahead of you. Why are you hesitating so much? Isn't that a small loss for the greater good?"

Lu Wujiu said nothing.

Zhao Wuji shook his head with a look of regret: "What a pity."

Lu Wujiu said: "There are three thousand great ways. Choosing the good ones and practicing them is not necessarily a bad thing."

Zhao Wuji praised, "What a good idea! Yin alone cannot flourish, and Yang alone cannot thrive. I originally wanted to bring a ray of Yin to Wudang, but now that I'm unlucky, I'll gift you a ray of sword energy. This sword can injure three armored warriors. Don't use it lightly. It will serve as the Yang to nourish your Yin."

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently waved them. A pure Yang sword energy suddenly appeared at his fingertips.

Then he snapped his fingers and the pure Yang sword energy shot towards Lu Wujiu and stopped in front of him.

Lu Wujiu was inexplicably surprised:
"No merit, no reward. Why are you like this, Senior?"

"There are three joys in life: to find the best talents in the world and to educate them."

Zhao Wuji looked at Lu Wujiu and said with a smile, "Since we don't have the relationship of master and disciple, it would be a good thing for us to become friends regardless of age difference! If you feel uncomfortable with this, you can take care of Wudang if you are able to do so in the future."

That's putting it mildly!
A Wudang sect that has a top-four sword immortal in charge, still needs the care of him, a wandering cultivator without any sect or school?

Lu Wujiu's heart moved slightly, and his mind surged out to receive the Pure Yang Sword Qi. He bowed and said, "It would be disrespectful for this junior to refuse it."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand: "Mei'er, show the guests out!"

"what?"

Zhao Yimei was stunned. Lu Wujiu stood up calmly and bowed: "Senior, may you be well. I will take my leave!"

Then he turned around and left.

Zhao Yimei looked at her master, then at Lu Wujiu's departing back. She was about to say something, so she stomped her feet and chased after him.

Not long after, he came back angrily: "Master, this Lu Wujiu is too ignorant. Why did you accept him as your disciple?"

Zhao Wuji said, "If he bows down, I will have to consider whether to accept him as a disciple!"

"Then why did you give him the Pure Yang Sword Qi?"

"A mere sword energy can create a good relationship, it's nothing to worry about!"

"I just feel it's not worth it! Master personally invited me, but I was flatly rejected. If this gets out, wouldn't it damage Master's reputation?"

"My reputation as a teacher is supported by my shuriken, not others!"

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but sigh as he spoke:
"Master should have guessed it long ago. If this boy's heart was wavering, how could the Master give up the deed to ascend to the throne? What a pity, such a talented person is practicing a side path, what can the disciple do!" Hearing the word "talented", Fang Ze beside him clenched his fists slightly and said in a deep voice, "Master, don't worry. He will regret it if he gives up the supreme path for a small gain."

Zhao Wuji shook his head, stood up and left.

Zhao Yimei was dazed for a moment.

This was the first time she had heard such high praise.

……

It's easier to go down the mountain than it is to go up the mountain.

After Lu Wujiu left the gate of Wudang Mountain, he flew for only an incense stick of time and arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Without stopping for a moment, he found the farmer's house where the old cow was kept, took the cow and hurried back.

I just want to walk away, find some free time, and quickly comprehend the Taiyin Refining Form.

Unexpectedly, before he walked out of the Wudang Mountain, he heard a sound of breaking air behind him. Looking back, he saw Zhao Yimei in white clothes, like a startled wild goose, rising and falling among the treetops. After just a few leaps, she caught up with him.

"Fellow Daoist, it's easy to walk. It only took us half an hour to get here."

Zhao Yimei said, her eyes falling on the old cow and calf behind Lu Wujiu: "Where did this calf come from? It's so cute."

Lu Wujiu felt a headache after hearing this: "Is there something wrong, fellow Daoist?"

"Fellow Daoist, you left in a hurry and forgot to tell me about the Taiyin Form Refining."

"Oh, I'd love to hear the details!"

"It's hard to tell for a while."

Lu Wujiu looked around. At this moment, he had just left Wudang Mountain. There was no village in front and no shop behind. The winter trees on both sides of the official road were withered, and the mountain scenery was bleak.

"please!"

Lu Wujiu made a gesture of invitation and pointed to the grass and trees beside the official road.

Zhao Yimei took a look and had to take the initiative to say:

"The wilderness isn't a good place to discuss things. There's a small town ahead. I know a tavern with good food. Why don't we eat together and talk?"

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Fairy, to lead the way..."

Before she finished her words, Zhao Yimei's creamy face suddenly turned scarlet.

Do not!
Not only Zhao Yimei, but the whole sky and earth were instantly dyed with a layer of blood.

Lu Wujiu looked up in shock, only to see that the bright sun had turned into a bloody sun at some point, and rolling blood clouds swarmed in from all directions, like the eye of a hurricane, locking Wudang Mountain tightly.

"Wuji old man, do you still remember me!!!"

A question that resounded throughout the heavens and earth came from the sky.

Following the sound, I saw a black figure slowly sinking in the swirling blood cloud, surrounded by blood-colored thunder. It was like looking at the bright sun, so dazzling that it was unbearable.

"Pang Chen?! You're not dead?"

Zhao Wuji's surprised voice was heard, and then a black figure slowly emerged above Wudang Mountain.

"Hahaha, do you really think that your Pure Yang Sword Qi will dominate the world?"

"Well! It's my fault that I've allowed you to live in vain for a hundred years. Why don't you just submit to be killed!"

As the voice fell, Lu Wujiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a sharp pain penetrated into his brain, coming from his eyes, making him subconsciously want to close his eyes.

Just because he saw the sun!
A brilliant light shone from Zhao Wuji's body. Even in broad daylight, it still shone brightly and illuminated the sky.

It was like a bright sun rising from the sky above Wudang Mountain.

(End of this chapter)