Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

People like Chen Tuan might still be alive. The maximum lifespan of a grandmaster is 210 years, and the maximum lifespan of a celestial being is 240 years.

The life of Master Chen Tuan is more than 210 years, but less than 240 years.

If he had not broken through to the realm of heaven and man, he might have died, but if he had broken through, he would still be alive.

For this kind of person, Jiang Weichen felt that the latter was more likely.

Jiang Weichen had no grudges against him. If he could find him and have a conversation with him, that would be the best. If not, then he could practice in Huashan.

Although there are some forces in Huashan today, there are no capable people except the ancestor Chen Tuan who may be living in seclusion there.

Half a month later, at the Yuntai Temple on Mount Huashan, the morning dew sparkled under the rising sun.

An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard was practicing swordsmanship with four or five disciples in the small square of the temple.

"Great sounds are silent, great images are invisible. This sword technique is quite interesting."

Jiang Weichen, who was peeking openly from a distance, murmured in his heart, he never expected that an unknown little Taoist temple would have such a heritage.

From his perspective of having witnessed countless martial arts, the sword technique used by this old Taoist was already top-notch among the martial arts he knew.

Although the moves are simple, they are quite powerful. The most important thing is that he can see that this sword technique has a sense of being integrated with the nature of heaven and earth. The person who created this sword technique must have a very deep understanding of heaven and earth.

Jiang Weichen didn't say anything, and the other six people didn't notice. After a while, Wu Cuihua, who was standing next to him, suddenly clapped and shouted, "Beautiful, Grandpa, your moves are really beautiful."

"Who?" Hearing the sound, the six people stopped, but when they looked around, they didn't see anyone. The old Taoist asked in surprise.

He was at the innate realm, but he couldn't find where the person was coming from, and he was shocked.

Jiang Weichen removed his mental mask and appeared out of thin air in the square.

With a clang, one of the younger disciples, about eleven or twelve, was so frightened by the sudden appearance of Jiang Weichen and Wu Cuihua that he dropped his sword and pointed at them, screaming, "Master, it's a ghost!"

The other four people looked over after hearing the sound and asked in surprise, "Why didn't we see it just now?"

However, they did not lose their composure. They did not notice Jiang Weichen's sudden appearance. They just thought that the newcomer had extremely high lightness skills and came to the square from the nearby cover in an instant.

The old Taoist was startled when he saw it, but then he remembered something and quickly bowed and said, "I am here to greet you, Senior. I was rude just now, so please forgive me."

After saying this, Xiang Wenxuan turned to the young disciple and shouted, "I've always taught you this. Don't panic when things happen. I'll punish you by copying the Pure and Tranquil Sutra ten times."

The young disciple's face turned bitter, and he heard the master say again: "Why don't you apologize to the senior quickly!"

The young disciple looked at Jiang Weichen and said with some surprise, "Master, they appeared out of thin air, are they really not ghosts?"

Xiang Wenxuan instantly slapped the young disciple on the forehead and shouted, "You haven't done anything wrong, so what are you afraid of?"

After saying this, Xiang Wenxuan realized that his words were ambiguous and quickly added, "This senior is a master of the Tao. Apologize quickly."

He didn't want to offend the person because of this. It was bad enough that he didn't notice that the person was not far away from them, and he couldn't even notice the woman next to him. It can be seen that his realm is very high.

He still remembered what his deceased master said, that the master who taught his master the Xiyi sword technique could also do it in front of his eyes, but he didn't want you to know, so you couldn't find it.

"No need, a few words are nothing. Instead, I scared the Taoist's disciple." Jiang Weichen said with a smile.

Not to mention that it was his problem, even if you called him a devil to his face, he wouldn't care at all.

After traveling around the world in the past few years, he changed his appearance, but still sat at the same table with people who called him a devil, listening to others talking about him and slandering him.

At first, when he heard other people's malicious words, his mood would fluctuate, but as his state of mind improved, he no longer cared.

Sometimes when I get interested, I will join in and scold myself.

When Xiang Wenxuan heard Jiang Weichen's words, he felt relieved and thought to himself, it seems that the newcomer is easier to get along with.

But he still glared at the young disciple, and the disciple, looking at the death stare given by his master, shuddered in fear and quickly apologized.

After this little incident, Xiang Wenxuan asked, "I wonder what brings you to Yuntai Temple? If there is anything I can do for you, please feel free to ask."

Jiang Weichen looked at Xiang Wenxuan and felt that his attitude was a little too humble.

Without even knowing who he was or what his purpose was, he said he was willing to serve.

Xiang Wenxuan didn't know what Jiang Weichen was thinking, and he had no choice but to do so.

It is true that the world and the martial arts world have been in chaos in recent years. Some people have their power sucked away, some are converted, and some are even directly wiped out.

Even the Shaolin Temple, which had existed for hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, had been converted. How could he, a small innate, not be worried when he was the only one in Yuntai Temple?

Fortunately, there are very few people in Yuntai Temple, and they don't usually go out to show off their fame. Apart from the nearby villagers, not many people know about it, and because of this, they have always been safe.

But Xiang Wenxuan also remained vigilant at all times and practiced martial arts every day.

At this time, when he met someone he couldn't afford to offend, his attitude was extremely humble.

"Who created this sword technique of yours?" Jiang Weichen was curious for a moment and was not in a hurry to ask the ancestor Chen Tuan.

Xiang Wenxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Could this person be coveting his swordsmanship?"

"Senior, this sword technique was created by a senior who lived in seclusion in our Yuntai Temple a hundred years ago. After he left, he passed the sword technique to my master. It is the karma of his many years of stay."

After Xiang Wenxuan finished speaking, he sighed inwardly and continued, "If Senior needs it, I can pass it on to him."

"A master who lives in seclusion at Yuntai Temple? What a coincidence?" Jiang Weichen murmured. Combining what he had just seen, he had already made some guesses. He asked, "What's the name of this sword technique?"

Chapter 386 Misunderstanding

"Senior, this sword technique originally had no name, but my master was grateful to the senior who taught it to me, and in order to let future generations remember it, he used his name as the name of the sword technique."

Before Xiang Wenxuan finished speaking, Jiang Weichen had already guessed what he was talking about. He said, "That senior's common name is Chen Tuan, and he calls himself Fuyaozi. Some people also respectfully call him Mr. Xiyi. This sword technique is called 'Xiyi Sword Technique', is that true or not?"

Xiang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Senior, your guess is absolutely correct."

It really is the Xiyi Sword Technique, one of the future Huashan Sect’s signature sword techniques.

Jiang Weichen looked at Xiang Wenxuan, not knowing whether Yuntai Temple would be incorporated into Huashan Sect in the future, or would simply disappear in the long river of time.

"Has Mr. Xiyi left Yuntai Temple a hundred years ago?"

He only knew that Mr. Xiyi first lived in seclusion in Wudang and later moved to Yuntai Temple in Huashan.

But that was in history after all, and although the historical trend of this world is the same, it is a world of martial arts after all.

"Yes, I have never met Mr. Xiyi. Only my master has."

Xiang Wenxuan didn't quite understand Jiang Weichen's intention. He had already expressed his willingness to teach him swordsmanship, so why was he staring at the creator and asking questions?

"You haven't seen him?" Jiang Weichen frowned and looked at Xiang Wenxuan in front of him. He was probably in his fifties or sixties.

"Senior, I have never seen him. He is older than my master. My master has passed away many years ago. I think..."

The subsequent words were not said to the envoy, but the meaning was obvious.

Chen Tuan has not appeared in public for fifty or sixty years. Did he move to a new place to live in seclusion?

Jiang Weichen didn't think that Chen Tuan would outlive Xiang Wenxuan's unknown master.

Looking at the beautiful and steep peaks of Mount Hua, I could sense with my spiritual sense that the spiritual energy there was much richer than that of ordinary peaks. It was indeed worthy of being one of the Five Great Mountains.

If Chen Tuan is really not in Huashan, he can choose a peak to practice temporarily for a period of time.

He had already searched the Yuntai Peak under his feet and found it had an owner, so he might as well go and have a look at the other peaks.

Jiang Weichen pointed at Wu Cuihua next to him and said, "Please help me look after her and don't let her run around."

After finishing speaking, without waiting to talk to Wenxuan, Jiang Weichen stepped on the ground and his body rose off the ground. Then, a pair of Qi wings appeared behind him, and with a flap of his wings, he flew into the sky.

"Flying?" The five disciples opened their mouths in astonishment. They had just confirmed that the other party was not a ghost, and the next moment the person started flying.

"Master, can all the masters of the Tao fly?"

"Master, do the immortals and gods recorded in the classics really exist?"

"Master, if I practice diligently with you in the future, can I become an immortal?"

"Master, I don't expect to become an immortal. I only ask you to teach me the art of flying."

"........."

Shocked, Xiang Wenxuan suddenly heard the four disciples' chattering questions. He looked at Wu Cuihua next to him and shouted, "Shut up."

The four of them immediately shut up. Then his eldest disciple Xi Gang asked, "Master, can Qi form wings for flight?"

He is already in his twenties and has his own judgment on things. He believes that immortals and gods are just legends.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been any immortal gods. At most, there are powerful people with great martial arts skills, like Murong Longcheng today.

Xiang Wenxuan pondered for a moment, but he didn't know. There was no concrete record in the classics, so he could only say, "Yes, that senior used true Qi. So as long as you practice hard, break through the Xiantian realm, and have true Qi, you will be able to transform your Qi into wings and fly."

"Master, is that true? I will definitely practice diligently in the future."

"Me too……"

"Big Brother, you have been in the acquired perfection for many years, why haven't you broken through yet? Break through quickly and take me flying."

The young disciple had just started practicing and didn’t know when he would be able to break through to the innate realm. He didn’t dare to ask his master to take him flying, so he simply set his sights on the eldest senior brother.

Xi Gang looked at his excited fellow apprentices and felt that his master was fooling them.

If someone can fly after breaking through the innate realm, then they wouldn't be so surprised to see that person flying.

Besides, isn’t the master a natural astronaut? But I’ve never seen him fly. He can’t even glide far and needs help from others.

Hearing his junior brother's request, he was about to say that he was born unable to fly, not even a master could do it, but suddenly he saw his master staring at him with unfriendly eyes.

The words Xi Gang was about to say suddenly changed their meaning, "Junior brother, you can only fly by yourself. You should focus on your training. Didn't you see that the seniors all flew by themselves while their companions stayed here?"

Xiang Wenxuan nodded in satisfaction. The eldest disciple had been unable to find the Qi sensation and might never be able to break through in his lifetime. He had to encourage the other four disciples to be more proactive so that at least one of them could break through to the innate realm and take over his position.

Although Xiantian is not a strong man in this world, he is enough to inherit Yuntai Temple.

Xiang Wenxuan looked at Wu Cuihua who was looking around. This girl must be fourteen or fifteen years old. Why does she need their care?

"Miss, may I know the name of that senior?" Xiang Wenxuan asked with a bow.

"Who is the senior?" Wu Cuihua asked innocently.

Xiang Wenxuan was stunned. He had no idea what the senior meant?

Seeing Wu Cuihua looking at him innocently, he didn't explain, but pointed to the sky and said, "That's the person who just came with you."

Wu Cuihua was puzzled and looked around, only to find that Jiang Weichen was gone.

As if she recalled some bad memories, Wu Cuihua burst into tears.

"My brother ran away, and my brother ran away again."