Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

All he could think about was the loss of face he would suffer in the martial arts world if he became a member of the imperial court, but he never thought about me, his master. Why did I have to serve in the Xuanyi Guard when I could have been the head of a sect?

It would be fine if others were heartless, but he is my eldest disciple whom I have raised since he was a child!

If he had any conscience, he would have considered how to help me, his master, to keep the Huashan Sect alive from Zuo Lengchan's covetous gaze!

Instead of refuting my opinion without even thinking, as soon as I made a decision!"

Song Xuan chuckled, "How you teach your disciples is your business. I won't interfere in the affairs of your Huashan Sect."

Song Xuan naturally would not interfere in the plot where Linghu Chong was driven to the Huashan Cliff of Repentance.

He wished that the boy would go to the Cliff of Repentance as soon as possible and learn the Dugu Nine Swords from Feng Qingyang, the hidden boss.

There's a saying, "Your sword is my sword..."

The Dugu Nine Swords was difficult to plan in Feng Qingyang's hands, but in Linghu Chong's hands, Song Xuan had plenty of ways to get them.

He doesn't even need to do it himself.

After all, Zuo Lengchan, the tool, is still alive. As long as he is used well, he can take the blame one after another.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea, Song Xuan continued, "Although I cut off Zuo Lengchan's arm today, the crisis of Huashan Sect has not been resolved.

On the contrary, after this setback, Zuo Lengchan will only be more cautious and ruthless in the future.

If he attacks again next time, I’m afraid he won’t give you the chance to escape to me for help.

"Master Yue, have you ever thought about how to deal with the subsequent counterattack from the Songshan Sect?"

Chapter 76: Things that are quickly built always have flaws

Faced with Song Xuan's question, Yue Buqun remained silent.

After a moment, he finally shook his head and said bitterly, "Besides relying on the master, I have no other options! I can't handle Zuo Lengchan."

Not everyone is Song Xuan, who can release sword energy in the acquired realm. For Yue Buqun, the gap between acquired and innate is too big.

It was so serious that if Zuo Lengchan really turned against Huashan Sect and attacked it, he would not be able to find any way to confront them head-on.

Song Xuan shook his head slightly, "Old Yue, let me tell you this, if you stay in Yangzhou City, I can naturally guarantee your safety.

But your roots are in Huashan. You can’t stay here forever. You have to go back eventually.

If we go to Huashan, the mountains are high and the roads are long, and it's out of reach. Even if I have more ability, it will be difficult for me to protect you."

Then he continued, "Tell me the truth, are you sure you can break through to the Xiantian realm in the next few years?"

Hearing the word "xiantian", Yue Buqun's face turned a little ugly, "No, I have been stuck at the peak of the postnatal realm for many years, and I can't see any hope of breaking through to the innate realm."

Song Xuan was a little surprised. "Logically speaking, your Huashan Sect's Purple Cloud Art is of a fairly high level, and it's an orthodox Taoist technique. Your aptitude isn't bad either. At your age, you should be able to achieve a breakthrough, right?"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, martial arts flourished, but for ordinary people, practicing martial arts was still an extremely difficult task.

Normally, there are only two ways for ordinary people to learn martial arts. One is to be lucky and be accepted as a disciple by a martial arts family or sect in the world, and obtain the sect's systematic martial arts inheritance.

Without a complete set of martial arts techniques, if one relies solely on self-exploration, at best one can only train one's muscles and bones, but it is impossible to cultivate internal strength.

Another way is to join the imperial army.

In the army, there will be military formations and martial arts suitable for soldiers to practice, but most of them can only be practiced to the limit of the mortal realm. Unless they have made military achievements, it is difficult to obtain the skills to cultivate internal strength.

Yue Buqun was able to join the Huashan Sect and eventually become the sect's leader. Perhaps his qualifications could not be compared with those of the most brilliant people, but they certainly could not be said to be bad.

It is a bit unusual that he could not find any opportunity to break through to his innate state after decades of hard training with the orthodox internal skills of the Huashan Sect and the resources of a sect as support.

Speaking of this, Yue Buqun's old face rarely turned red.

"My Lord, you don't know this. Zixia Gong is an orthodox Taoist practice. Taoist practices initially focus on refining essence into qi to lay the foundation, and are classified as a type of boy's practice.

At that time, my Huashan Sect encountered a major change. The old masters in the sect died or scattered, and I was forced to take over the Huashan Sect.

My master died early, and there was no elder in the sect to guide me, so I didn't know that practicing Zixia Gong required avoiding women... Therefore, it was inevitable that I suffered a severe loss of energy when I was young."

Song Xuan said "oh" and understood Old Yue.

After all, Ning Zhongze was a famous beauty in the world when she was young. If anyone else married such a beautiful wife, he would probably not want to get out of bed every day, right?

“It was only later that I became quite successful in my Zixia Gong practice, especially after I had my daughter Lingshan, that I gradually understood the essence of Zixia Gong’s refining of essence into qi.

But it’s too late now. The initial losses were too great. Even if I take supplementary medicine later, it will be difficult to restore myself to my original state.”

Yue Buqun's face was filled with sorrow. "The Purple Cloud Technique is very powerful. My Huashan Sect once relied on this technique to become a major martial arts sect. But unfortunately, for me now, this technique has become a shackle that prevents me from reaching the Xiantian realm."

Listening to Yue Buqun's narration, Song Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Skill that he practiced was a fusion of many magical skills from Taoism and Buddhism. He had always wondered why a bunch of magical skills would eventually be fused into the Boy's Skill.

Now it seems understandable.

Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, the early stage of laying the foundation emphasizes abstinence from sex, which is essentially about refining essence into energy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a virgin exercise.

"Old Yue..."

Song Xuan tapped his index finger lightly on the chair, pondered for a moment, and said, "If there is a technique in front of you that can enable you to break through to the Xiantian realm in a very short time after practicing it..."

"Master!" Yue Buqun's breathing became heavier, and his face was full of longing.

"Don't worry yet!"

Song Xuan waved his hand and continued, "But this technique has a big flaw. After practicing it, the body will continue to generate heat, until eventually one becomes possessed.

If you want to avoid going astray, you must castrate yourself!

Would you still be willing to practice this kind of technique?"

Yue Buqun was stunned, his face full of confusion. He even asked unwillingly, "Do I have to castrate myself?"

Song Xuan nodded and said, "A technique that can directly break through to the Xiantian realm and can also be quickly mastered, how can it not come without a price? As for whether this price is big or small, that depends on whether you think it is worth it, Old Yue!"

Yue Buqun was still struggling.

As a man, the bull under your crotch is your life. Even in desperate situations, I am afraid few men would be willing to separate from the bull.

Song Xuan didn't urge him, but instead winked at Song Qian.

Miss Song understood what he meant, took out a secret book from her sleeve and threw it to Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun looked at the large characters on the Sword Manual of Exorcism in his hand and said, "This is the Lin family, the Lin family..."

"Correct!"

Song Xuan said: "This is Lin Yuantu's 72-stroke Sword Technique to Exorcise Evils. Back then, he was so famous that he dominated the martial arts world with this sword technique.

You can copy this sword technique and take it back to Huashan. It is up to you to decide whether to practice it or not.

I can only say that I can protect you temporarily, but I cannot protect your Huashan Sect for a lifetime. The safety of the Huashan Sect will ultimately depend on you, the Sect Leader.

Even if I killed Zuo Lengchan who had evil intentions, the declining Huashan Sect would sooner or later attract the attention of Wang Lengchan and Li Lengchan.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others!"

Yue Buqun read the sword manual from beginning to end, and confirmed that the secret book was indeed as Song Xuan said, that after castration, one could enter the innate realm. The confusion on his face faded a lot.

"The Lord is right. It is better to rely on yourself than on others."

Yue Buqun sighed deeply, "I'll ask my master for leave. I'm going back to Mount Hua. After paying respects to our ancestors, I'll pack up and take my disciples to Yangzhou to settle down."

As he spoke, he gave a wry smile, "There aren't many things in the entire sect, and even fewer people. It shouldn't take too long."

Although Yue Buqun did not say directly whether he would practice or not, Song Xuan knew that Old Yue had made up his mind and he could not save his penis.

He nodded and smiled, "In that case, Sect Leader Yue can return home with peace of mind. Zuo Lengchan was seriously injured this time and will definitely be hiding to recuperate. He definitely won't dare to cause trouble for the Huashan Sect anytime soon."

Chapter 77 Are you here to cause trouble?

"Old Yue!" When Yue Buqun walked to the door, Song Xuan suddenly called out to him.

"My Lord, do you have any further instructions?"

Song Xuan pondered and said, "Your eldest disciple is very insightful in the way of the sword. What do you think..."

Having said that, Song Xuan paused, with an expression that said "you know".

Yue Buqun was stunned. "Master, do you mean to let Chong'er learn this sword technique?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Do you think it's feasible?"

Yue Buqun smiled and shook his head, "Let's not talk about whether my disciple can practice or not. Even if he can, can you trust him with such a person, my Lord?"

Song Xuan stopped talking.

People like Linghu Chong are okay to use as guns, but not to be recruited as subordinates.

You are lucky if you are not killed!

...

After Yue Buqun took his daughter and disciples away.

Victoria Song laughed and said, "Brother, is Lao Yue ready to cut it?"

Song Xuan nodded.

"Then he might as well just stay in Yangzhou City and wait until he has mastered the Sword Manual of Exorcism and become a Xiantian realm master before returning to Huashan. Wouldn't that be safer?"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "You don't understand men's minds!"

"What's on your mind?" Song Qian was a little confused. "Does that thing also require fallen leaves to return to their roots? Even if you cut it, you have to cut it on your own territory?"

Song Xuan laughed, but showed no intention of explaining.

I can't tell her that it's going to be cut off anyway. If he were my father-in-law, he would definitely go back to the mountain gate and hug his wife and have sex for a few days, right?

Before the cow dies, it must be fed well, right?

Even the death row prisoners are given a full meal before execution!

Seeing that Song Xuan was silent, Song Qian suddenly sighed inexplicably, "I suddenly feel that Old Yue is a bit pitiful. It's very sad to see him. If only one of his disciples had lived up to his expectations, he wouldn't have to make such a difficult choice, right?"

"It's quite pitiful."

Song Xuan sighed, "Old Yue's Zixia Gong has reached its limit. If he doesn't change, he'll have no hope of attaining the Xiantian realm in this lifetime. And none of his disciples are up to par."

Linghu Chong, the only one with better qualifications, is still a playboy who hangs out outside all day long and has no sense of belonging to the sect.

In a sect like this, the old ones have lost their potential, and the young ones have no future. Anyone who becomes the leader will be in despair."

"Fortunately, we are competitive enough!"

Victoria Song suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, I'm going to practice in seclusion first. You can have someone deliver food to my door once every three days.

This time, I will not enter the prenatal stage and will not leave the retreat.

You're already gifted, so I should work harder too. I don't want Old Song to have to face the same desperate choice as Yue Buqun one day because we didn't work hard enough!"

As she spoke, she floated out of the hall like willow catkins and disappeared outside the yamen.

Song Xuan did not stop her. He never doubted whether Song Qian could break through this time.

If he were to ask who has the best martial arts talent he has seen in the past twenty years, it would definitely be his younger sister Victoria Song.

As for how good the qualifications are?

Let’s put it this way, other people’s practice has to go through years of hardship and hardships, but for Victoria Song, practice is as simple as eating and drinking water.

Even if you fish for three days and rest the net for two days, you can easily keep up with the pace of his elder brother.

Song Xuan had never seen any bottleneck in her. Her internal strength training for one year was more effective than that of an average warrior practicing for ten years.

Through Victoria Song, Song Xuan understood what it meant to be the darling of heaven and earth, and what it meant to be chased and fed by God.

If we go by a more fantasy theory, Song Qian is the lucky child of this world, the kind who has a smooth life without any disasters or calamities!

Song Xuan's initial martial arts talent cannot be said to be amazing, but it is much stronger than most warriors. However, compared with Song Qian, his talent can only be said to be average.

Sometimes he even wondered, as siblings, how could there be such a huge gap in their martial arts talents?

Fortunately, over the past decade or so, the celestial-level Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu has gradually improved his martial arts aptitude, making his cultivation speed gradually faster.

Finally, at the age of twenty, he entered the innate realm.

At the age of twenty, he has reached the Xiantian realm. In the entire martial arts world, he is a true genius.

Some martial arts holy places only select true disciples by advancing to the innate realm before the age of thirty.