One person: Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei, who has mastered the Golden Light Mantra to its fullest lev

His figure flickered in front of the fire, and then actually turned into a blurry phantom, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

The next second, he appeared beside the small kiln opening ten meters away.

Moreover, because the quality of his Hunyuan Dao Qi far surpassed that of Zhao Tieshan's fire Qi, he used it with even greater ease and freedom than Zhao Tieshan himself, and the consumption of his internal energy was negligible.

So, does that mean I can simulate any cultivation method in the world, whether it's righteous or evil, hard or soft, as long as I see its energy flow trajectory with my own eyes?

What about the Eight Extraordinary Skills?

If I could witness Wang Ye's Feng Hou Qi Men, the Lu family's Spirit Binding and Commanding, or even Zhang Huaiyi's Qi Body Source Flow...

This thought, like a bolt of lightning piercing the heavens and earth, forcefully cleaved through the fog in his mind, making him instantly realize just how terrifying and heaven-defying his own technique truly was!

Is there any martial art in this world that I cannot learn?

Chapter 48 The Dragon-Tiger Pact, Embarking on a New Journey

The joy of successfully simulating the Fire Release technique kept Zhang Yunyuan excited for a long time before he could calm down.

The scorching Qi surged through the meridians, as if resonating deeply with the fire element of heaven and earth.

He realized that the truly terrifying aspect of Hunyuan Daoqi was not its ability to devour, but its near-infinite capacity for "learning" and "copying".

Once he has seen it with his own eyes and can analyze the trajectory of its Qi, he can perfectly reproduce it.

This means that his path to success will no longer be limited to the traditions of Longhu Mountain.

All the myriad methods in the world of supernatural beings, whether righteous or evil, could become resources for him to become stronger.

He even wondered what it would be like to see the legendary Eight Extraordinary Skills with his own eyes.

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step.

He stayed at Huodezong for the next few days.

During the day, he, Fengping, and Zhao Tieshan would sit in the pavilion next to the kiln, brewing tea and wine, and discussing philosophy over tea.

With his knowledge far beyond that of his time and his profound understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of various martial arts styles, a few casual words of guidance from him made the two feel enlightened, and they admired and trusted him even more.

He pointed out that Zhao Tieshan's Flaming Sun Saber Technique was too fierce, with excessive outward release of Qi and insufficient inward restraint, which would inevitably damage his fundamental health in the long run.

He suggested that Zhao Tieshan could try to transform the fiery energy in his swordsmanship into internal strength, keeping it hidden and not unleashing it, like a volcano gathering its power, waiting for the crucial moment to erupt.

He further pointed out that although Fengping's movements were fast, his lower body was unstable, and there was a slight, almost imperceptible stagnation in the transition of his breath.

He then shared a few simple yet effective methods for strengthening the lower body foundation in Longhu Mountain.

These words, each one a gem, went straight to the heart of the matter, and the two treasured them dearly. Their daily exchanges became the moment they looked forward to the most.

At night, when all is quiet, he would quietly come to the kiln and, by the ever-burning fire, practice the fire escape technique he had just learned over and over again.

The scorching air distorted his vision, and the raging flames reflected a flickering light in his eyes.

At first, it was awkward and required a long time of concentration before one could barely blend into the firelight.

With later skill, he was able to move freely between several kilns, his figure elusive.

Finally, one can do whatever one pleases, even attaching a wisp of fire energy to a flying leaf, allowing it to move through the flames without burning.

In just three to five days, he had completely mastered this secret technique of the Fire Virtue Sect, and his skill in using it even surpassed that of Zhao Tieshan himself.

On this day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh, with a gentle breeze.

Zhang Yunyuan felt the time was right and took his leave of the two.

"Taoist Master, are you leaving already?"

Upon hearing this, both Feng Ping and Zhao Tieshan's faces were filled with reluctance.

"These past few days of conversation with you have been more valuable than ten years of hard study for us brothers. We would like to ask you for more guidance."

Zhao Tieshan scratched his head and said in a simple and honest tone, his voice full of sincere desire for him to stay.

Zhang Yunyuan smiled calmly.

"All good things must come to an end. I have important matters to attend to and cannot stay any longer."

He looked at the two of them, his smile fading, and his expression becoming more serious.

"We part today. If there is an opportunity in the future, you two are welcome to visit my Longhu Mountain. At that time, I will certainly welcome you with open arms."

This formal invitation came like a thunderbolt, leaving Feng Ping and Zhao Tieshan instantly flattered and overwhelmed.

That is the ancestral home of all the orthodox sects in the world of Xuanmen, a towering figure in the world of extraordinary beings!

It is the supreme holy land in the hearts of all righteous disciples!

Although their Huode Sect was a force to be reckoned with in Shu, compared to a behemoth like Longhu Mountain, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Ordinary disciples, let alone visiting, might not even have the right to go up the mountain to pay their respects.

Being able to catch a glimpse of the eaves of the Celestial Master's Mansion from afar is enough for them to boast about for half their lives.

Now, Zhang Yunyuan, a mysterious and unfathomably powerful master from Longhu Mountain, has personally extended an invitation to them.

This friendship and the importance placed upon us are truly immense!

"Definitely! I'll definitely go!"

Zhao Tieshan was so excited that his face turned red. He nodded repeatedly in agreement, and for a moment he was somewhat incoherent.

"It would be the greatest honor of our lives to be able to pay our respects at the Celestial Master's Mansion!"

Feng Ping took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and solemnly clasped his hands in a salute to Zhang Yunyuan.

"We brothers will forever remember your great kindness, Daoist Master! We will serve you with our lives, even at the cost of our lives!"

Zhang Yunyuan waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to do that.

"It's all fate that brought us together. You two don't need to worry about it."

After some polite exchanges, Fengping couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

"Master, where do you plan to go next?"

Zhang Yunyuan pondered for a moment, then looked north and said.

"Seven years ago at Yinghe Tower, I had a brief encounter with the Gao brothers from Lu, and we got along quite well. Now that I'm leaving Huode Sect, I want to visit my old friend in Lu."

He said this while also taking the opportunity to inquire about the current situation of another member of the future Thirty-Six Thieves.

Although he knew Gao Gen's ultimate fate from his memories, he still wanted to witness the man's brilliance at this moment, being in this era himself.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, strange and complicated expressions appeared on the faces of Feng Ping and Zhao Tieshan.

It was an expression that mixed regret, confusion, and even a hint of apprehension.

"Gao Gen..."

Zhao Tieshan hesitated for a moment, then let out a heavy sigh.

“My benefactor, I’m afraid you’ve made a wasted trip.”

Zhang Yunyuan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm. "What do you mean by that?"

He thought to himself, the gears of history have finally turned to this moment.

Feng Ping picked up the conversation, his expression somewhat wistful.

"It's a long story. About four or five years ago, a rumor spread in the martial arts world that Gao Gen, a genius disciple of the First Qi Stream, had betrayed his sect."

"Betraying the sect?"

Zhang Yunyuan's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Even though he already knew the answer, he still felt a sense of disbelief when the word came from someone else's mouth and pointed to that calm and rational figure in his memory.

Zhao Tieshan nodded, his tone tinged with regret.

"The specific reasons are varied. Some say that he went astray in his cultivation, suffered a qi deviation, and his personality changed drastically; others say that he disagreed with the elders of his sect and left in anger."

"We outsiders don't know the real story behind it either."

"But later..."

Zhao Tieshan subconsciously lowered his voice, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

"Later, more reliable news came that he had reportedly joined the Quanxing."

These two words struck Zhang Yunyuan's heart like a heavy hammer.

He was completely stunned.

Gao Gen... joined Quanxing?

He clearly remembered that tense afternoon seven years ago at Yinghe Tower.

When Li Muxuan was ostracized by everyone because of his sect background, it was Gao Gen who uttered those rational, almost cold, words.

"It's not worth dragging the entire sect into this quagmire where good and evil are indistinguishable, all for the sake of an outsider."

He still remembers those words vividly.

A person who values ​​the interests of his sect so much that he is willing to suppress his own morality and choose to protect himself.

An extremely rational pragmatist.

How could he betray his sect and join the Quanxing sect, which was regarded by the entire righteous path as a heretical sect with no rules?

The contrast before and after is just too great!

It's so big it's absurd!

Zhang Yunyuan almost instantly concluded that during these seven years, something enormous must have happened to Gao Gen that was enough to overturn his entire worldview and beliefs.

This news dampened Zhang Yunyuan's joy at reuniting with his old friend.

Instead, there is a complex feeling about the human heart in a chaotic world.

He suddenly realized that the so-called "good" and "evil" might not be a clear-cut line.

Chapter 49 A Fiery Meteor Falls from the Sky, the Dao's Essence Begins to Manifest