I, the Chaos Being, joined the chat group at the start.

Wudang Wang Ye: "Thank you for your kind words!"

Longhu Mountain, in front of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

“Zhang Chulan, look, the Celestial Master is right there. Didn’t you want to see him? Go ahead.” Wang Ye pointed to the squinting Taoist robe elder in the group photo.

The old man looked harmless, with a programmed, amiable smile on his lips; he was none other than Zhang Zhiwei, the contemporary Celestial Master.

Zhang Chulan was shocked and said incredulously, "No way, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the famous legend, is right in front of us? Isn't such a person a reclusive master, someone who is rarely seen?"

Wang Ye patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder, "It's not easy to make money in this society. Taoists also need to eat. Otherwise, how can we repair such a big place with all sorts of things? If we do a good job with marketing and make money, we might be able to get a pure gold statue of the Three Pure Ones, even though the Three Pure Ones don't need it."

"Okay!" Zhang Chulan accepted this arrangement.

They then arrived in front of the Old Celestial Master, who was taking photos and greeting guests. Upon seeing Zhang Chulan, the Old Celestial Master recognized him at a glance, "Chulan, you are Chulan, right? You really look like that big-eared thief!"

“?” Zhang Chulan.

“Don’t worry, your grandfather and I were the closest people back then. Coming here felt like coming home,” the old master said.

The old master noticed Wang Ye and Feng Baobao. When he saw Feng Baobao, a glint of light appeared in his eyes. This girl was no ordinary person.

“This must be a descendant from Wudang Mountain!” the old master said.

Wang Ye stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Wang Ye of Wudang pays respects to the Celestial Master!"

"Excellent! Excellent! Wudang Mountain has produced an extraordinary successor this generation!"

The old master sensed a very profound level of skill from Wang Ye, which was beyond what someone of his age could cultivate.

"You flatter me, Celestial Master. I am merely a carefree Taoist priest," Wang Ye replied casually, unperturbed by praise or criticism.

"Good," the old master praised.

Afterwards, Zhang Chulan wanted to ask about his grandfather, but the old master only had one request: that after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, as long as he won the final championship, he would tell him everything he knew.

Unable to get the information he wanted, Zhang Chulan couldn't force himself to ask, so he gave up and waited patiently for the conference to end.

During this process, bored Feng Baobao was tricked into buying a fire unicorn agate bracelet for 999 yuan from a big monk at the foot of the mountain. She treasured it as if it were a precious gem. After wearing it, she looked radiant and much more energetic.

Late at night, Wang Ye arrived at the gate of the old master's courtyard, carrying a cup of goji berry tea.

After waiting quietly for a few breaths, the old Celestial Master, dressed in Taoist robes, opened the door.

Although the old master's eyes were small, they were very bright and clear, like those of a baby, pure and innocent.

"You've arrived, Wang Ye," the old Celestial Master said.

"It seems the Old Celestial Master knew I was coming?" Wang Ye said with a smile.

"You can't hide your fighting spirit at all; you just want to fight. How come I can't sense it?" the old Taoist master laughed.

"In that case, please enlighten me, Master." Wang Ye cupped his hands in a very polite manner.

"Let's not fight here, let's go to the back mountain."

If it were an ordinary person, the Celestial Master would certainly not go to the back mountain; it's just a matter of a slap, no trouble at all.

But he sensed a long-lost threat from Wang Ye; this young man had a lot to offer and needed to be taken seriously.

Leaving behind a message, the old master led Wang Ye step by step into the depths of the back mountain. With their skills, they could easily fly through the air briefly using their Qi.

But they didn't do that. Along the way, the old man and the young man chatted like old friends, talking about their families, asking about the elders' recent situation, and discussing current events. They had a very pleasant conversation.

But the closer they got to the depths of the back mountain, the more fierce their auras became, constantly rising!

Finally, several kilometers away from the front of Longhu Mountain, deep in the mountains, the two stopped, standing a few meters apart, their eyes meeting. A terrifying aura erupted from them, and for a moment the world changed color!

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Chapter 74 Physical Achievement: Yao Xi and Yan Ruyu are Shocked

"Old Celestial Master, have you ever been defeated?"

Wang Ye's aura had reached its peak, and his power was on par with the old Celestial Master, causing the wind and clouds to surge and the wind to howl in the back mountain area!

At this moment, he finally said those words.

Although he didn't care much about fame and fortune, and he didn't necessarily have to complete the mission, the old man in front of him was, after all, the strongest superhuman who ruled an era!

Even facing such a being would still be exhilarating and exciting.

"I have seen many geniuses..." the old master replied.

"Okay." Wang Ye smiled.

A great battle was about to break out, and Wang Ye and the Old Celestial Master made their moves almost instantly!

The old Celestial Master started with the Golden Light Mantra, a basic supernatural technique of Longhu Mountain. The condensed golden light emanating from him was indestructible, as dazzling as the sun in the dark night. Wang also sensed an inhuman level of life cultivation from it, as deep and boundless as the ocean!

boom!

Strands of golden light, under the control of the old celestial master, transformed into a flexible and ever-changing whip of primordial energy. Under his control, the golden whip lashed out like a dragon or snake, crackling and popping!

"Twelve Gates, Golden Bell Shield!"

Without holding back, Wang also unleashed his Golden Bell Shield, his body radiating golden light that coalesced into an ancient, thick, and majestic bell.

Boom!

The Golden Bell Shield blocked the Golden Light Spell from a distance. The Old Celestial Master looked at the golden bell before him and laughed:

"When did Wudang Mountain start practicing the Golden Bell Cover technique? Taking a body-refining approach, how interesting!"

"Cultivating both body and spirit, body refinement is excellent, Elder Master!"

Wang Ye replied that by fully activating the Twelve Gates Golden Bell Shield technique and reaching this level, one's entire body would be without any weaknesses, possessing an indestructible body, immune to all poisons, and able to withstand wind, rain, sword attacks, and other forms of non-stop work for five hundred days without suffering any harm.

The last person to reach this level was Bodhidharma, the founder of Shaolin!

"Body cultivation is good, we definitely need to learn it!"

The old master saw that the Golden Bell Cover was extraordinary, unlike the common Golden Bell Cover on the market. It was more profound. In his eyes, Wang Ye was flawless, without a single flawed move, and his foundation was terrifyingly solid!

Boom boom boom!

Having not encountered an opponent for decades, the old master was unusually eager to fight, so he did not hold back and went all out.

Boom boom boom!

Brilliant golden light, destructive lightning, and the deep, thunderous sound of bells echoed across the back of Longhu Mountain. These strange phenomena continued until late into the night, only subsiding slightly as dawn approached.

The back mountain was in a mess, full of potholes, as if it had been cleaned by artillery shells, with not a single patch of intact ground.

The old master and the king were no longer as composed as before, and both of them were injured.

The old Celestial Master's robe was torn, his face was bruised and swollen, he was breathing heavily, and his arms were trembling.

Wang Ye was protected by the Twelve Golden Bell Shields. Although his body had no weaknesses or flaws, he was still exhausted from being whipped around like a top by the Old Master most of the time. Is this the true value of the ceiling of the superhuman world?

The battle with the Old Celestial Master was actually quite simple. In terms of combat skills, he was definitely no match for the Old Celestial Master, so he adopted a war of attrition, using the attributes of the Twelve-Level Golden Bell Shield to continuously deplete the Old Celestial Master's stamina!

Even so, Wang felt that if things continued like this, the Golden Bell Shield might not be able to hold up, as his combat skills were far inferior to those of the Old Master.

At this moment, he breathed silently, and the Qi in his body circulated and recovered rapidly. This was also one of the properties of the Golden Bell Shield. As long as he was conscious, his internal energy would never cease, and would become stronger and stronger!

The old master was speechless. After fighting all night, Wang Ye was like a super turtle shell, and his attacks were not very effective.

Is this really an invincible shield?

Too yin!

"Young Wang, are you planning to just let this old man die like this?"

The old celestial master said, and summoned heavenly lightning to strike Wang Ye several times. The lightning was fierce, but it still could not break through Wang Ye's defense!

"..." Old Master.

"Hehe, old Celestial Master, this junior has no choice. Without this Golden Bell Shield, my little swallow skin would have been smashed to pieces by you," Wang Ye said.

"call!"

The old celestial master took a deep breath, and golden light gathered at his fingertips, transforming into a divine whip, preparing for a new round of attacks.

But the next second, the golden light dissipated, and the old celestial master sighed, "I admire you, kid. You used the most masculine supernatural power to fight the most sinister battle. You won!"

"I'm not fighting anymore. I can't deny that I'm getting old. This old Taoist needs to go back and take a nap. I can't keep up with the stamina of you young people!"

The old master enjoyed the battle, but couldn't quite feel the satisfaction; in short, he was somewhat frustrated.

"Huh? Master, what is this...?" Wang Ye was surprised.

In fact, he couldn't hold on for long. Although his internal energy recovered automatically, his physical strength still couldn't keep up.

Although he had cultivated to the twelve levels of the Golden Bell Shield, he was not Bodhidharma after all, and there was still a gap between the two.

"I admit defeat. I'm too old for such empty titles. From now on, you'll be the number one extraordinary person in the world—no, the number one turtle shell in the world!" the old celestial master teased.

"I am unworthy of such a title; you are still the best in the world," Wang Ye said with a smile.

"Ding! Successfully defeated the Old Celestial Master, gaining 10,000 points."

The chat group chat started playing.

"You still have some stamina, kid?" the old master asked.

“There’s more,” Wang Ye replied.