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

Master Yideng's worries and uncertainty about the future have all transformed into motivation for his spiritual practice.

The circulation paths of innate true qi and nine yang true qi are completely different.

Whether due to his own cultivation path or the threat behind it, Wang Jiuling was destined to rely on the Innate Skill as his primary technique.

But how could he be content to learn only the Nine Yang Qi Circulation Chapter?

With Jueyuan's help, Wang Jiuling figured out a method:

The innate skill is the foundation, and refining innate true qi is the basis.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill will later be used to purify the true qi within the body, transforming it into innate Nine Yang True Qi, which will become even more refined and abundant, inexhaustible and continuous.

The two internal skills complement each other.

Previously, I relied solely on the Innate Skill to desperately refine the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit, and then simply made up for it with the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Now, the situation has shifted from passive to active.

Wang Jiuling came to the vicinity of the Sutra Repository again, but instead of entering the Sutra Repository, he went to find Jueyuan.

In the past few days, Jueyuan has been helping Wang Jiuling without reservation. Otherwise, Wang Jiuling would not have been able to make such progress in just a few days and even figure out a way to go further.

She is truly a kind and innocent person.

Thinking about what happened to him later, Wang Jiuling did not intend to stand idly by.

"Benefactor! This humble monk can sense that your aura is more complete than before. Congratulations!"

Upon meeting Wang Jiuling, Jueyuan sincerely congratulated him.

Wang Jiuling pulled him to a secluded corner. "Master, I have something to say to you!"

Jueyuan thought Wang Jiuling was asking about the Nine Yang Manual again, but he never expected that Wang Jiuling would start with a warning.

"Master! You're in big trouble!"

"Ah!" Jueyuan's eyes widened. "Benefactor! What do you mean by that? What trouble is this humble monk in?"

Wang Jiuling pointed to the location of the Sutra Repository. "Your trouble lies in the Nine Yang Manual within the Lankavatara Sutra!"

Next, Wang Jiuling began to tell Jueyuan the story.

Why is this a supreme Buddhist scripture? Why is it likely to attract the attention of bad people?

"Master, think about it. What if a villain discovers that you possess unparalleled martial arts skills and then follows the clues to find the Lankavatara Sutra?"

Wang Jiuling wasn't just trying to scare Jueyuan; in the original story, the Lankavatara Sutra was lost in the same way.

Jueyuan initially didn't believe it, but he couldn't resist Wang Jiuling's earnest words. Jueyuan was kind-hearted and easily trusted others, so he was gradually persuaded by Wang Jiuling.

"Master! Remember this: if anyone asks you in the future what Buddhist scripture you usually practice, you must never say the Lankavatara Sutra!"

Seeing that the dull-witted monk Jueyuan was still somewhat skeptical, Wang Jiuling frowned and used his ultimate move.

"I have also practiced this method. If you reveal its secret, what if a villain targets me?"

"Master, you wouldn't want anything to happen to me, would you?"

The previous sentences were all nonsense, but Jueyuan really took this sentence to heart, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Benefactor! How could I allow you to fall into a trap? That would be absolutely unacceptable!"

Wang Jiuling's face revealed a dangerous expression.

"So Master, you must keep this secret!"

Wang Jiuling finally managed to persuade this old-fashioned fellow.

Knowing the value of the Nine Yang Manual, and fearing that Wang Jiuling would be implicated, he thought he would keep quiet about it from now on.

Simple-minded monks are so easy to fool.

"Master! If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, you are welcome to seek my help from the Quanzhen School!"

After doing all this, Wang Jiuling stayed at Shaolin Temple again.

He went to the Shaolin Temple every day to ask if there were any letters.

The responses I received were all negative.

Wang Jiuling didn't know what Master Yideng and Shaolin Temple had discussed, but in any case, Zen Master Tianming and Zen Master Wuse wouldn't let Wang Jiuling leave now.

"Young friend! We promised Master Yideng, and we cannot go back on our word. You must stay here for now!"

This was the only reply Wang Jiuling received.

These words were spoken seriously, but Wang Jiuling noticed a hint of excitement in the eyes of Zen Master Wuse...

It seems he was quite happy for Wang Jiuling to stay at the Shaolin Temple.

Three months passed in this way, and Wang Jiuling practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill at Shaolin Temple for three months.

The flow of true qi through the acupoints has made significant progress.

With his foundation in innate martial arts, he almost mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill in just three months.

The subsequent cultivation will be more difficult. Firstly, the Nine Yang Divine Skill itself becomes more difficult as you progress. Secondly, the later breakthroughs in the Nine Yang Divine Skill are prone to conflict with the Innate Skill, so you need to proceed with caution.

Even though it's only a minor achievement, Wang Jiuling doesn't know exactly how much his martial arts have improved.

However, Wang Jiuling was confident that if he were to go to the Ancient Tomb and fight Xiaolongnu again, he would be fully confident that he could overpower her.

Wang Jiuling never received a letter from Master Yideng, but he could no longer stay there.

"Young friend! Since Master Yideng has asked you to stay, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"Wouldn't it be better to stay at Shaolin Temple?"

Wang Jiuling sought out Zen Master Wuse, who sighed helplessly.

Wang Jiuling shook his head.

"Master, my mind is made up! If you insist on stopping me, I will have no choice but to force my way in!"

Wang Jiuling knew what it meant that Master Yideng had not replied.

If he leaves Shaolin, he may face a life-or-death crisis.

But so what? Does he really want to stay in Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life, like a coward?

If that's the case, why not hang yourself from a tree in the southeast right now and gamble on whether you'll be reborn?

Looking into Wang Jiuling's eyes, Zen Master Wuse felt a mix of emotions.

He really wanted to keep Wang Jiuling here. He always felt that if Wang Jiuling stayed at Shaolin Temple for a long time, he might develop a longing for Shaolin.

Three months later, Wang Jiuling became even more determined to leave.

Never mind, this boy doesn't belong to Shaolin Temple...

The Shaolin Temple did not stop Wang Jiuling any further; they would not actually use force to stop him.

Before leaving, Zen Master Wuse gave Wang Jiuling one last reminder.

"Young friend, this farewell may be our last. I must remind you of something."

"This humble monk doesn't know what kind of martial art you practice, but recently when I played chess with you, I noticed that you sometimes lacked concentration!"

"This is not normal for someone of your age! Young friend, you must take good care of yourself!"

Wang Jiuling simply thanked Zen Master Wuse, but was not surprised at all.

He felt the aftereffects of this innate skill.

This is a spiritual issue, which the Nine Yang Divine Skill cannot resolve.

If he goes through this trip without incident, it's not too late to resolve this matter later.

Wang Jiuling's trip to Shaolin Temple came to an end, and at dawn, he stepped out of the temple gates.

The sky was overcast, and Wang Jiuling still felt a heavy weight on his heart.

He closed his eyes, sensing the rustling of the wind and the movement of the grass around him, trying to find out if the person was still following him.

He seemed to genuinely sense that faint gaze, but he wasn't sure if it was just his own nervousness making him feel uneasy, or if it was real.

(I've mastered the Nine Yang Manual, now it's time to enjoy myself!)