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Yet, Zhang Chulan remained composed on the arena.

He knew the other person was fighting desperately, and he also knew the other person was breaking through their inner demons.

But it didn't work.

The difference in their levels of understanding is undeniable.

Even if Zhang Lingyu unleashed his full power, he was still no match for him.

Zhang Chulan's eyes sharpened, and he calmly activated the Yang Five Thunder, neither violent nor aggressive, but rather steady and methodical, with layers of defense and counterattacks.

He didn't deliver a fatal blow or reveal his full strength. Instead, he deliberately slowed down the pace, engaging in a protracted and arduous struggle, feigning exhaustion, a bitter fight, and a difficult defense.

Lightning bolts collided and exploded repeatedly, creating a deafening roar.

Black lightning raged wildly, while Yang lightning calmly counterattacked.

One move, ten moves, twenty moves...

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged dozens of blows.

Zhang Chulan deliberately increased his breathing, feigned exhaustion, and occasionally staggered, perfectly portraying a scene of "battle-hardened struggle, perilous situation, and barely managing to hold on with all his might."

He was hiding his true abilities, putting on an act, and concealing his terrifying cultivation level, which far surpassed Zhang Lingyu's.

Zhang Lingyu, on the other hand, was frantically burning his mind and overdrawing his Qi.

The pain of forcibly accepting the Yin Five Thunders continued to erode his soul. The backlash from the Yin Thunders grew heavier and heavier, his movements became slower and slower, the lightning grew dimmer and dimmer, and his mind gradually collapsed.

After dozens of moves.

Zhang Lingyu unleashed his last bolt of Yin Lightning, his power completely depleted.

Zhang Chulan seized the momentary opening, gently drawing out Yang Wu Lei to precisely shatter the opponent's remaining lightning power. At the same time, a gentle yet irresistible golden light struck Zhang Lingyu's aura.

puff--

Zhang Lingyu shuddered, his Qi completely dissipated, and he flew backward, landing on the edge of the arena, unable to stand up again.

The lightning dissipated, and the dark thunder subsided.

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The entire room fell silent.

The referee announced loudly:

"The winner of this match is Zhang Chulan!"

The grand Taoist ritual has come to an end.

Zhang Chulan stood in the center of the arena, slightly out of breath, his face showing signs of exhaustion, looking like he had won a hard-fought victory and won the championship by sheer luck.

No one knew that he had been holding back most of his strength throughout the entire process, deliberately acting and concealing his true abilities from beginning to end.

The real him was already powerful enough to easily kill Zhang Lingyu.

After the competition ended, the group members gradually left the live stream, and Zhang Chulan casually turned it off.

……

On the night the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony ended, Quanxing infiltrated Longhu Mountain, and their whereabouts were exposed.

Enraged, the old Celestial Master struck, sweeping away all of Quanxing's forces on Longhu Mountain with a single slap.

As the competition came to an end and the noise subsided, only the sea of ​​clouds over Longhu Mountain continued to surge with lingering aftershocks.

On the day Quanxing's infiltration was exposed, the old master Zhang Zhiwei simply flicked his palm.

That golden light, imbued with a profound and all-encompassing Daoist aura, descended upon the world like thunder.

All the forces and hidden strongholds that Quanxing had established in Longhu Mountain were wiped out.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a gentle breeze remained on the mountaintop, and the turmoil at Longhu Mountain subsided.

With the storm subsided, Zhang Chulan did not rush down the mountain. He concealed his aura and quietly returned to the Celestial Master's Hall.

He wished to ask his advisor for the ultimate secrets of the path of cultivation.

Inside the Celestial Master Hall, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood incense and swirling mist.

Zhang Zhiwei sat upright at his desk, his white hair as white as snow, but his gaze was like the eye of the heavens, calm and undisturbed.

He nodded slightly, and with a single glance, his gaze seemed to pierce through layers of obstacles, instantly penetrating Zhang Chulan's cultivation meridians.

In that instant, a very faint, almost imperceptible look of surprise flashed across the old man's eyes.

The young man before me possessed a clear and refined Qi body, like a spring from Kunlun Mountain, pure and immaculate.

The foundation of the Golden Light Mantra is even more profound and vast, like the deep abyss of the earth, with unfathomable depths.

Zhang Chulan, who seemed lazy and unproductive at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, has already undergone a complete transformation.

What concerned him even more was that within the golden light aura flowing around Zhang Chulan, there was a faint, ancient, and profound aura.

Its aura is close to the origin of the Great Dao, but it is not the original inheritance of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Although it shares the same origin and lineage as the Golden Light Mantra, it forms its own school, carrying a unique flavor of Dharma principles.

Zhang Zhiwei already understood, but he didn't say it outright. Instead, he lightly tapped the table with his fingertips and asked softly:

"Have you gained any new insights during your practice at the Luo Tian Grand Ritual?"

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the opportunity had arrived.

He quickly took out a jade slip engraved with the Golden Light Divine Mantra from his bosom, presented it with both hands, his expression respectful yet neither humble nor arrogant.

About Wang Qi, about the chat group of all realms, about that power from another world

He didn't mention it at all, and strictly followed the story he had agreed on with Wang Qi beforehand, pretending that he was stuck in a bottleneck in his cultivation and full of confusion.

"Master," Zhang Chulan bowed and handed over the jade slip, his tone sincere.

"During this period of time, I have been diligently cultivating the Golden Light Divine Mantra and refining my innate Qi day and night. Now my cultivation has reached the peak of Qi Accumulation and I can step into the realm of Enlightenment at any time."

At this point, he frowned slightly, his face displaying just the right amount of confusion and bewilderment, perfectly replicating Wang Qi's previous state of being stuck in a bottleneck:

"However, during my cultivation, I have encountered many perplexing issues: the 365 major acupoints throughout my body are still unable to receive the power of the golden light."

The primordial Qi and the protective golden light clash and struggle to merge; when the mind enters a meditative state, it is extremely easy to become scattered and lost. Even with incantations and rituals memorized, the true meaning of enlightenment remains elusive.

"It is extremely easy to be covered in golden light, but extremely difficult for golden light to enter the body; it is extremely easy to perfect the cultivation of Qi, but extremely difficult to maintain oneness of mind and spirit."

Zhang Chulan looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"I have been trying to comprehend this on my own for a long time, but I am stuck at the threshold of enlightenment and cannot make any progress. I even worry that forcing myself to cultivate will damage my foundation of cultivation and disturb my soul."

Therefore, I have dared to come and earnestly request that you, Master, enlighten me on the true meaning of the Golden Light Mantra.

His words were clear and logical, seemingly just the common predicament of a cultivator, without any flaws.

It not only demonstrated his own progress but also revealed his sincere desire to seek the Dao. He struck the right balance, neither pretentious nor superficial, fully demonstrating the true heart of a cultivator seeking the Dao.

Zhang Zhiwei listened quietly, then slowly closed his eyes, gently holding the jade slip in his hand. The hall fell silent for a moment.

Who is he? He is a celestial master who has transcended the mortal world and looks down upon all living beings.

It was clear at a glance that Zhang Chulan was not lying. The unfamiliar golden light emanating from him was genuine, his cultivation bottleneck was not feigned, and his deep confusion was heartfelt.

As for the origin of this opportunity, he never investigated it in depth—the Celestial Master's Mansion has a thousand-year history and a broad mind. It is a blessing for the Taoist sect that its descendants can obtain this great opportunity.

A moment later, Zhang Zhiwei slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still gentle, and flicked his fingers lightly.

A gentle Daoist aura flowed into Zhang Chulan's sea of ​​consciousness. The voice was mild yet carried the supreme truth of the Great Dao, every word a gem, the core essence of the Golden Light Mantra for opening the mind, passed down orally for a thousand years by the Celestial Master's Mansion and never revealed to outsiders:

"The mysteries of heaven and earth are the root of all qi. The essence of the Golden Light Mantra is not merely reciting the mantra, but rather controlling, merging, and communicating with qi."

The golden light is not external, but originates internally, resides within the heart, is stored in the acupoints, and merges with the primordial Qi. The three hundred and sixty-five acupoints correspond to the cosmic cycle of Heaven and Earth.

When the orifices are open, the golden light flows freely; when the orifices are closed, the golden light stagnates. When the mind is calm, the Qi is stable; when the Qi is stable, the golden light is pure. Only by remaining unperturbed, undisturbed, unscattered, and undying can one find the true path to opening the orifices.

Those few words were like a sudden awakening. A profound Daoist aura directly flooded Zhang Chulan's mind and consciousness.

The methods for circulating acupoints, the complete route for golden light to enter the acupoints, the method for harmonizing primordial Qi with golden light, and the core principles for maintaining focus and not losing one's way are all clearly presented within.

This is a realm that Wang Qi and Zhang Chulan desperately yearn for, yet can never reach through their own arduous cultivation.

Zhang Zhiwei shared his knowledge without reservation, revealing everything he knew without holding back or being perfunctory.