Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

His heart trembled violently—if he could comprehend this path, it might not be impossible to step into the legendary realm of terrestrial immortals!

"Senior brother's method far surpasses my own Wudang boxing style, it's a thousand times, ten thousand times more superior! Junior brother, I truly admire you!"

These words came from the bottom of my heart and were not empty words.

With his insightful perspective, he was certain that this Hunyuan Tai Chi Chuan was a top-tier martial art of the time, capable of shaking the entire martial arts world!

Lin Daochen chuckled lightly and remained silent, accepting the situation calmly.

Excellence is excellence; there's no need for pretense or denial.

"Senior brother, can I pass on this Hunyuan Tai Chi Chuan to Yuanqiao and the others?" Zhang Sanfeng asked cautiously.

"Pass it on."

"Now that I've given you the attack method, it's up to you to decide who to pass it on to and who not to pass it on."

His tone was indifferent, as if he were simply handing over an ordinary booklet.

Immediately afterwards, he also passed out the Hunyuan Taiji Sword.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned on the spot.

"Senior brother...you are truly talented!"

He exclaimed in amazement again, his voice changing into a different tone.

Lin Daochen remained calm:

"It's just a case of accumulating experience and then unleashing it."

The prepared remarks came out without hesitation.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded upon hearing this—there have been many late bloomers in the history of martial arts.

For example, Huang Shang of the Song Dynasty spent decades secluded himself to compile books. On the day the book was completed, he, a civil official, suddenly rose to the top and became a grand master who cultivated both inner and outer virtues.

"Since Senior Brother has achieved such enlightenment, isn't there hope that he can break through his current limitations? If he can reach the Grandmaster level, his lifespan can certainly be extended!"

Zhang Sanfeng's tone betrayed his excitement.

"Junior brother is right, this is exactly my next plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he added calmly:

"To make it easier to comprehend the scriptures, I plan to move to the library for a while."

Although he was Zhang Sanfeng's senior brother, the other party was now the leader of Wudang, so he naturally had to show him proper etiquette.

"Alright, I'll have someone clean up the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion right away."

Zhang Sanfeng immediately agreed.

"There's no need to trouble anyone else; Qingfeng alone is enough."

Lin Daochen waved his hand in refusal.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhang Sanfeng got up to take his leave.

After he left, Lin Daochen summoned his disciple Qingfeng, took a few personal belongings, and headed straight for the Scripture Pavilion.

From then on, he lived there permanently, burying himself in books every day.

The first things he studied were naturally alchemical texts and medical classics.

But he did not neglect other paths—martial arts and immortal cultivation, he did not fall behind in either.

the other side.

Upon returning to his residence, Zhang Sanfeng's first act was to meticulously transcribe the Hunyuan Taiji Fist and Hunyuan Taiji Sword taught by Lin Daochen into a book.

Immediately afterwards, he plunged into cultivation.

Time flies, passing by quietly.

On this day, inside the Sutra Repository on Wudang Mountain.

Lin Daochen held an ancient alchemical text in his hand, reading it calmly:

"Set up the furnace and cauldron to refine the medicine and cultivate the vital energy. The key is to ensure that the internal energy is righteous and the external energy is pure. When the internal energy is righteous, it circulates freely; when the external energy is pure, the medicinal properties are unimplicated..."

Upon seeing this, I was suddenly jolted.

[Through extensive reading and thorough understanding, you finally grasped the true essence of alchemy and created the Nine-Turn Alchemy Technique!]

Having mastered the art of alchemy, Lin Daochen did not stop there, but instead began to deduce the formulas for the pills.

Not long after, at his instruction, Zhang Sanfeng ordered someone to deliver the alchemy furnace and a variety of medicinal herbs.

He began to experiment repeatedly, using the nine-turn method to refine the medicinal properties.

With repeated attempts, results quickly emerged.

Through countless trials and tribulations in practice, you have thoroughly mastered the principles of herbal compatibility. Using century-old ginseng and century-old snow lotus as the main ingredients, supplemented with Poria cocos, Polygonum multiflorum, pearl powder, and other herbs, you have finally created the Ten-Year Longevity Elixir!

The moment Dan Fang put pen to paper, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Daochen's eyes.

Although the main ingredients are precious, century-old ginseng and century-old snow lotus are not extinct. Wudang has a rich heritage, so searching for them is not difficult.

He picked up his brush and copied the prescription, then summoned Qingfeng.

"Qingfeng, give this to Junior Brother Sanfeng and ask him to collect these medicinal herbs on your behalf."

"Yes, sir."

Qingfeng took the prescription and turned to leave.

After he left, Lin Daochen once again immersed himself in the classics.

During this period, he not only made rapid progress in alchemy, but also achieved amazing breakthroughs in martial arts.

Since awakening his extraordinary comprehension, his talent has already reached its peak, and his cultivation speed is advancing by leaps and bounds.

In a short period of time, he has risen from the fifth rank of martial arts to the third rank!

If this matter gets out, it will surely shake the martial arts world.

But he showed no intention of making a fuss.

Martial arts is ultimately just a dead end. If it weren't for the need to leave himself a way out in order to deal with the crisis of his lifespan, he wouldn't bother with it at all.

His goal has always remained the same—to cultivate immortality and defy the heavens to achieve eternal life!

Unfortunately, this world is a world of martial arts, and no one has ever stepped out of the path to immortality.

Even with his maxed-out comprehension, he couldn't conjure up a magic technique out of thin air.

Even the most extraordinary comprehension requires a solid foundation to evolve into the Great Dao.

Creating something from nothing is destined to be a long journey.

Lin Daochen had anticipated this.

If the path to immortality were so easily attainable, how could this world be teeming with talented individuals, and yet no one has knocked on the door to this day?

So he's not in a hurry.

He firmly believed that as long as the lifespan issue was resolved and enough time was gained, he would succeed.

One day, he will personally pave a path to immortality.

"Your senior master has recently created two unparalleled martial arts techniques. He has summoned you here today to pass them on to you."

Zhang Sanfeng got straight to the point, his tone crisp and concise, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and the other four were stunned.

Senior Uncle Lin Daochen? They naturally respected him; he was their master's senior brother, an elder of Wudang. But to say he created unparalleled martial arts…

Now, the seventh disciple, Mo Shenggu, has reached the third rank in martial arts, while the second disciple, Yu Lianzhou, has even reached the peak of the first rank, just one step away from becoming a grandmaster. Looking across the martial arts world, they can be considered top-tier masters.

The expressions of the group shifted slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in their hearts.

Zhang Sanfeng was no ordinary man; he saw through their thoughts at a glance and immediately let out a cold snort, his voice like thunder:

"In martial arts training, the worst thing is to be impatient and restless!"

"Stop with your petty schemes!"

"This disciple knows his mistake!"

Upon hearing this shout, Song Yuanqiao and the others felt a chill run down their spines and quickly lowered their heads to accept the punishment.

Zhang Sanfeng's gaze swept over them before he spoke slowly:

"The two attack techniques created by your senior master are exquisite and far surpass what I once comprehended! Even in the entire martial arts world, they are the pinnacle of excellence."

"I have studied for many days and only just begun to grasp a fraction of it. If it weren't for his generous instruction, would you even be qualified to have such an opportunity? Cherish it and don't let it slip away!"

His tone was serious, each word as firm as a bell, with not a trace of jest.

Everyone looked solemn and replied in unison, "Disciples will remember Master's teachings."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng taught him both Hunyuan Taijiquan and Hunyuan Taijijian.

Just as shocked he was when he first witnessed this skill, Song Yuanqiao and the other four stood there dumbfounded.

A moment later, gasps of surprise erupted.

"This...this is the true supreme martial art!"

"My master possesses such extraordinary abilities! He remained unassuming, yet his every move was earth-shattering!"

"In the past, I respected him out of respect for his elders; today, I am truly convinced of his superiority!"

His words were filled with awe and wonder.

Either of these two techniques, if they were to be revealed to the martial world, would be enough to unleash a bloodbath. Yet Lin Daochen has created both of them single-handedly!

Song Yuanqiao suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming with hope: "Master, since my senior uncle was able to create such a divine skill and comprehend such profound principles, could his cultivation also break through its limitations? If so, wouldn't the predicament of lifespan... be hopefully resolved?"

The other four turned their heads and stared intently at Zhang Sanfeng.

They all knew that Lin Daochen was seriously ill and his lifespan was coming to an end, and they were all worried about him.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and murmured, "Perhaps...this is what I've been hoping for."

Before he could finish speaking, there were light footsteps outside the door.

Lin Daochen's disciple, Qingfeng, walked in slowly, bowed respectfully, and reported that his master needed to refine a batch of pills to replenish vital energy, and had come to request the medicinal materials.

Zhang Sanfeng replied without hesitation, "Take it! Whatever you need, I'll find it even if I have to search high and low!"

Within a few days, Wudang had exhausted all its resources to gather the necessary medicinal herbs and sent them to the Sutra Repository.

Lin Daochen lit the furnace that night and began refining elixirs.

Three days later, the air was filled with the fragrance of cinnabar, and rosy clouds appeared and disappeared.

Two pills for extending life by ten years, complete!

Without hesitation, he tilted his head back and swallowed one.

In an instant, a warm yet powerful life force surged through my body, like spring sunshine melting snow, like sweet spring water quenching thirst. My internal organs seemed to be reborn, my muscles, bones, and flesh were fully nourished, and I felt completely comfortable, as if I were reborn.

After the effects of the medicine subsided, Lin Daochen looked inward and felt his blood and energy were abundant and his vitality was surging—truly, he had been given ten more years of life extension!

He laughed loudly, his laughter piercing the clouds, a sound of unbridled joy.

Ten years is not just about living a little longer; it's a crucial step on the path to immortality!

Just then, before the laughter subsided, a sudden feeling stirred within him.

He sat cross-legged and began practicing the Wudang internal energy cultivation method.

In an instant, the true energy within the Scripture Pavilion surged, and the pages of the books fluttered wildly like a whirlwind. A powerful aura soared into the sky, shaking the mountains and forests and startling countless birds.

at the same time.

Inside Yu Daiyan's room, Zhang Sanfeng was examining his paralyzed disciple, checking his pulse and physical condition.

Beside them, Song Yuanqiao and the other four people stared intently at Yu Daiyan, their expressions solemn, awaiting Zhang Sanfeng's diagnosis.

Suddenly—

Zhang Sanfeng paused, his brows twitched slightly, he closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up as he looked in the direction of the Sutra Repository with delight.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao immediately asked:

"Master, is there something unusual?"

"Your senior master has broken through again."

Zhang Sanfeng's lips curled up, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

Upon hearing this, everyone was deeply shaken.

Just a few days ago, they personally visited the Sutra Repository to ask Lin Daochen for the key techniques of practicing Hunyuan Taijiquan and Hunyuan Taiji Sword.

When they learned that Lin Daochen had already reached the third rank of martial arts, they were already shocked.

It's only been a few days? And yet he's already broken through bottlenecks again, reaching the second rank?

This reclusive senior apprentice truly proved Yu Lianzhou's prediction: "He will remain silent for three years, but when he does, he will amaze everyone."

"Congratulations, Senior Uncle!"

Yu Daiyan lay on the bed, his voice low and filled with a deep sense of loneliness.

"I only regret that my frail body cannot rise and I cannot personally offer my congratulations... Master, please convey my regards."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, his tone as firm as iron:

"I will certainly convey your blessings to you."

"Third brother, don't be discouraged, you will get better."

"I swear in the name of Wudang—you will rise again!"

Every word was spoken with resounding force.

Song Yuanqiao and others also stepped forward to offer their condolences, their words sincere and their feelings deep.

Immediately, Zhang Sanfeng led his five disciples, turned around, and left, heading straight for the Sutra Repository.

When he arrived, Lin Daochen had already finished his practice. His aura was as deep and restrained as a bottomless abyss, yet it faintly revealed a vibrant vitality like that of a newborn.

"Senior brother, your cultivation has advanced another step forward! Congratulations!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled broadly and sincerely offered his congratulations.

He could clearly sense that the decaying, stagnant energy that had once filled Lin Daochen's body had completely vanished, replaced by a vibrant, burgeoning physique, like spring trees sprouting new buds.

This transformation is more than just a breakthrough; it's practically a rejuvenation!

Congratulations, Senior Master!

Song Yuanqiao and the others bowed in unison, showing great respect.

Lin Daochen smiled slightly, his eyes gentle.

Today is indeed a day to celebrate.

Advancement in cultivation is merely incidental; the true significance lies in—lifespan has been extended, and the path to immortality is within reach.