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Chapter 178 Hidden Dragon Sleeping Immortal Technique

The Master of Wudang Mountain awoke from his dream with a start, his roar like thunder, his white beard fluttering like a dragon, and his immense magical power causing the entire Golden Hall to tremble.

At the same time, he made a sword incantation with his hands, causing the Zhenwu Sword enshrined in the Demon Subduing Hall to tremble violently, as if it were about to be drawn at any moment to cut the fishing line falling from the sky.

Wudang Mountain has three great treasures, all left by the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng: the Zhenwu Sword enshrined in the Demon Subduing Hall, the Taiji Diagram in the Zixiao Palace, and the Wind-Avoiding Pearl in the Golden Hall.

The former two are world-renowned, but the Wind-Avoiding Pearl is little known.

With this pearl, the Golden Palace has withstood a thousand years of wind and thunder without collapsing. Outside the palace, the wind howls fiercely, but the ever-burning lamp inside has never been extinguished, and the wick has not even wavered in the slightest.

If this pearl is lost, this sacred Wudang site could very well be destroyed by wind and thunder.

At this moment, what is hanging on the fishhook is the left eyeball of Xuanwu under the feet of the True Martial Emperor. It looks like an ordinary stone ball, but it is actually a disguised wind-avoiding bead.

Although he sensed that the other party was incredibly powerful, the sect leader naturally wouldn't stand idly by and watch his most precious treasure be taken away. He immediately drew out the True Martial Sword to cut the fishhook.

But the next moment, the fishhook broke off by itself and disappeared without a trace.

The sect leader's sword technique dissipated, and he frowned, beginning to calculate with his fingers. However, he found the secrets of heaven to be chaotic, and even with his cultivation, he couldn't figure it out after calculating for a long time.

"Master, who was the one who stole the treasure just now?"

"Master..."

One by one, old Taoist priests with gray beards emerged from seclusion. Some of them had tattered robes, disheveled faces, and beards that almost dragged on the ground. It was unknown how many years they had been in seclusion.

"The other party has already left, probably out of fear of the ancestral master's divine sword."

The sect leader offered words of comfort, but a hint of surprise lingered in his heart. For some reason, when he saw the fishhook, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Senior Brother Headmaster, you've survived the Heavenly Tribulation, yet even you couldn't stop them. This shows how powerful they are!"

"Let's not go into seclusion for now, let's set up the Seven-Section Formation together."

"Should we contact the founder first? If the founder is alive, who in this world would dare to covet my Wudang Mountain?"

The junior disciples chattered amongst themselves. After calming them down and getting them to leave, the sect leader took out a jade slip, channeled his magic power, and attempted to contact the ancestor who was traveling the world.

Strangely, no matter how many times he tried to activate the jade slip, it was always rejected immediately. In the end, it was even sealed.

……

"Master Zhang, why did you just now...?"

Zhou Sheng looked at the broken fishing line in his hand, puzzled. The fish he had caught was almost in his grasp, and his intuition told him that it must be a big fish, but Zhang Zhenren suddenly cut the fishing line.

Zhang Sanfeng subtly sealed the jade slip in his sleeve and coughed lightly.

"Because the fish you caught is the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, one of the three treasures of Wudang."

Zhou Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "So it turns out the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Please forgive my rudeness."

"Hehe, you little rascal, what you're really thinking is that I, the old Taoist priest, can't afford to play this game and don't follow the rules."

Zhou Sheng gave an awkward laugh.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Even if you were fishing for the True Martial Sword and the Taiji Diagram, I wouldn't stop you. But the Wind-Avoiding Pearl is different. Without this pearl, the Golden Palace will be destroyed by wind and thunder, and then I would be guilty."

"However, since your fishing has a connection with Wudang Mountain, I will use this to compensate you."

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and the fingertip landed on Zhou Sheng's brow, rippling with black and white, and the flow of yin and yang energy.

Zhou Sheng was suddenly jolted, and images and words immediately flashed through his mind: various sleeping postures, meridian pathways for qi circulation, and corresponding mental mantras. "Sleeping Immortal, Sleeping Immortal, lying high on the stone root, forgetting the years, the three lights sink into the darkness, the nature is naturally perfect. Qi returns to the mysterious aperture, breath follows nature. Do not scatter, but be calm and tranquil, gently nourish the mercury nature until it is perfect..."

The Hidden Dragon Sleeping Immortal Technique!
This Taoist profound skill, passed down from the Sleeping Immortal Chen Tuan of Mount Hua, already enjoyed a illustrious reputation. Even Lu Zu praised this skill highly, practiced it himself, and wrote a poem entitled "Ode to the Hidden Dragon Method".

"Lying high in Zhongnan Mountain, all worries vanish; the sleeping immortal lies eternally amidst the white clouds."

The soul secretly enters the yin and yang orifices, and the breath subtly performs the work of creation.

From Lü Zu's "Ode to the Hidden Dragon Method" to Chen Tuan's "Hidden Dragon Method" and then to Zhang Sanfeng's "Hidden Dragon Chant," this sleeping technique has been continuously improved and developed, and it can now be considered the best sleeping technique in the world.

In a state between sleep and wakefulness, amidst a vast, empty dream, a hibernating dragon awakens from its slumber, and in a dream, ascends to immortality.

This is not only the most core secret technique of Wudang Mountain, but also a superior profound skill in the entire Taoist sect.

Zhou Sheng closed his eyes for a long time before he could fully digest this profound skill. He found it to be vast, profound, and wonderful beyond words.

"You must not teach this skill to others privately, after all, I must also consider the legacy of my Wudang school."

Zhang Sanfeng, feeling somewhat embarrassed, added, "As for the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, you can borrow it from Wudang with this token if you need it in the future."

He handed Zhou Sheng a bronze token with a yin-yang symbol engraved on it.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied!"

Zhou Sheng immediately beamed with joy. What he wanted more was not the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, but the "Hibernating Dragon Sleeping Immortal Skill".

As his cultivation level increased, he gradually discovered that the efficiency of practicing the "Blue Harmony Guiding Technique" was starting to slow down.

Unfortunately, their lineage of Yinxi has limited inheritance of techniques; the truly superior profound skills are hidden within the Taoist or Buddhist sects.

Now that he has a better cultivation method, his cultivation speed will increase significantly, and even his upper limit will be raised.

"In that case, go on your last fishing trip."

Zhang Sanfeng secretly cast a spell to ensure that the fishing rod would never reach Wudang Mountain again, and laughed, "This time, I will not stop you, even if you are fishing for the Zhenwu Sword and Taiji Diagram of my Wudang Mountain."

"However, I must remind you that the sword embryo is of great significance. If you miss it this time, you will never have another chance."

Zhou Sheng nodded. The fact that Zhang Sanfeng cared so much about it and emphasized it repeatedly showed that the sword embryo left by Lu Zu was definitely not just an ordinary magic weapon.

His eyes also became more serious.

This is my last fishing attempt; I have to give it my all, no matter what.

Just then, the fishing line broke. While Zhang Sanfeng was casting a spell to replace it, he quickly focused his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness and began to divine using the Luo Shu...

A moment later, Zhou Sheng picked up the now-intact fishing rod, but instead of starting to fish, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked, "May I ask if I could add some bait, Master Zhang?"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeve and laughed, "It's not impossible, but if the bait isn't right, you might not catch anything at all."

A straight hook can catch fish randomly, but if bait is added, fish that don't like the bait will never take the bait.

If you return empty-handed on your third fishing trip, you can't blame anyone else.

Zhou Sheng nodded, then his eyes suddenly changed, his gaze turning fierce and piercing. He even bit his fingertip and used his blood to draw fiery eyes on his forehead.

"The Primordial General displays his divine powers, refining his true form with Taiyi Thunder and Fire!"

(End of this chapter)