The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

The sudden sound startled Wang Jiuling. He turned around and saw Jueyuan watching his hand movements with curiosity.

I was immediately startled.

Jueyuan has such profound internal strength!

They walked over without making a sound, like a ghost!

Jueyuan didn't seem to realize that he was disturbing Wang Jiuling. He had excellent eyesight and could see from afar which parts of the scripture Wang Jiuling was looking at.

Wang Jiuling wasn't quite sure what Jueyuan meant, so he just laughed it off.

"Small characters? What does the master mean by..."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wang Jiuling's question, Jueyuan smiled and sat down opposite him, then pointed to the words on the scripture.

"Benefactor, look at these small characters between each line of the Lankavatara Sutra!"

It's not easy to spot without careful observation!

At this moment, Jueyuan seemed to have no guard up at all and began to tell Wang Jiuling his story.

"I discovered this passage in the scriptures by chance."

Look, benefactor!

He translated for Wang Jiuling, pointing to one section. "This is a method for teaching people how to improve their luck!"

This humble monk practices with them daily and feels light and healthy, which is quite remarkable. You are welcome to take a closer look, benefactor!

"If you could learn that, maybe it would even improve your health!"

Jueyuan smiled broadly, showing no sign of wariness, which greatly surprised Wang Jiuling.

He pretended to look at it, then looked up at Jueyuan.

"Since you know these small characters are extraordinary, why are you willing to tell this humble Taoist?"

Jueyuan seemed a little confused about what Wang Jiuling meant, and he scratched his head. "Benefactor, since the abbot has brought you to this Sutra Repository to study, and has also asked this humble monk to guide you."

Whatever you learn in the library is your own opportunity, how could I possibly stop you?

He smiled as he looked at the Lankavatara Sutra.

"Moreover, these small characters are not easy to find. It is fate that you were able to find the Lankavatara Sutra and see these small characters!"

This humble monk has some experience in this area; if you wish to learn, I can certainly teach you!

This really stumped Wang Jiuling.

Looking at the taciturn yet sincere monk in front of him, he inwardly cursed himself for being such a petty person.

They have a pure heart and are even willing to teach him personally, yet he remains wary and defensive.

But then I thought about it again, and it's always good to be wary of others; he wasn't wrong in what he did.

It seems that Jueyuan had already discovered the Nine Yang Divine Skill long ago, and had even been practicing it for quite some time.

Since he was willing to teach, Wang Jiuling didn't stand on ceremony.

"Thank you very much, Master!"

Wang Jiuling stood up and cupped his hands in greeting. Jueyuan quickly told him not to be so polite and then began to teach Wang Jiuling.

"Look, benefactor... these are scriptures explaining the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, but you can't learn these first, you must..."

"Please remember, benefactor..."

When it comes to the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Jueyuan talks on and on.

However, he seemed unaware of how precious the "Nine Yang Manual" was, as he truly shared it without reservation.

Wang Jiuling's heart stirred, and he tried to ask Jueyuan.

"Master! To be honest, I have some thoughts after reading this scripture about luck, and I would like to ask you to help me think about it."

Jueyuan was in high spirits and immediately said no problem.

"Master, when I practice my skills, I always feel a deficiency of vital energy throughout my body. The more I practice, the more I feel this deficiency!"

"The master just explained this scripture to me, saying it generates vital energy. Can I combine this scripture with the martial arts I practice?"

Upon hearing this, Jueyuan scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Benefactor... I am ashamed to say that I have never learned Shaolin martial arts. What do you mean by 'essence'?"

Wang Jiuling fell silent at the question. He recalled how Jueyuan had explained the Nine Yang Divine Skill to him earlier, and then he understood.

Jueyuan possesses internal strength, but he is unaware of it.

No wonder he practiced this peerless skill every day, only thinking it was for "strengthening the body".

But to everyone's surprise, Jueyuan soon gave Wang Jiuling a pleasant surprise.

Although he didn't understand those martial arts, he really knew about the Nine Yang Divine Skill. When Wang Jiuling said that the Qi cultivation chapter needed to be separated to avoid going into qi deviation when combining it with other martial arts, he immediately understood.

After tinkering for an entire afternoon, he actually managed to create an independent method for regulating Qi for Wang Jiuling.

"Benefactor, if this method of cultivating qi is to be made independent, some things must be removed. This is the most I can do."

"Whether it works or not, you'll have to try it yourself!"

After saying that, Jueyuan yawned and went to sleep. Only then did Wang Jiuling realize that it was already late outside.

However, he had no time to sleep and began to cultivate with the results of his research and the help Jueyuan had given him.

Jueyuan's help was invaluable, saving Wang Jiuling a great deal of time.

He began to practice and integrate the Nine Yang Divine Skill's energy circulation chapter with the Innate Skill's energy circulation method.

Inside the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Jiuling's robes fluttered without wind. As he circulated his inner energy, he felt a burning sensation in his dantian and a flow of inner energy through his meridians.

However, to prevent conflict with the Innate Skill, some things were omitted.

Wang Jiuling allowed the generated Nine Yang True Qi to fill his meridians and flow throughout his body, making him feel warm and comfortable all over.

The next day, he became even more skilled, and the movements of his cultivation amazed Jueyuan.

On the third day, something surprising happened to Wang Jiuling.

As he circulated his inner energy, a misty purple aura arose within his body.

It was this purple aura that caused Wang Jiuling's damaged essence to react.

Like a long-dried-up riverbed being irrigated by rain.

On this day, Wang Jiuling had used up his three days in the Sutra Pavilion, but he had already memorized the entire Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Last night he practiced the Innate Skill all night, combined with the Nine Yang Divine Skill for assistance.

At dawn, Wang Jiuling exhaled a breath of stale air in the courtyard and opened his eyes to the rising sun.

At this moment, his eyes were bright and clear, his mind was clear, his mouth was moist, and his body was filled with energy, with his powerful true energy steadily returning to his body.

I felt refreshed and invigorated, with a continuous flow of internal energy, as solid as if it had taken root and sprouted.

This is a manifestation of the body being replenished after being deprived for too long.

With the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the absorption of the essence of heaven and earth, even though Wang Jiuling practiced the Innate Skill for a whole night, he felt no damage to his fundamental nature.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Jiuling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It worked! It really worked! His guess was correct.

From now on, he will no longer be afraid of the damage that the Innate Skill causes to the physical body.

The speed of cultivation will be rapid again.

"Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit... I can already solve the problems of essence and qi among these three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit. Only refining spirit to return to emptiness remains."

Master Yideng is right... I should go and study my Taoist classics.

"As for the Nine Yang Divine Skill, it is truly exquisite. I have only learned the basics. I will have to study it more in the future..."

While sighing, Wang Jiuling thought of Master Yideng again.

Counting the time, it has been four days since Master Yideng left.

But no letters ever reached him.

Wang Jiuling's heart sank, and he looked into the distance...

Could it be that something really happened to Master Yideng?